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Hey love sorry to bother but I had an idea for a fic and I’m like DYING for someone to write it
So basically reader is Johnny’s gf and he takes her to meet the gang but they don’t really like her cause she’s a soc so they kick her out and tell Johnny that he should be w her ikr smth but THEN they find reader crying at the park when another soc comes hitting on her but she’s all like NO I HAVE A BF and then the gang realises she actually loves Johnny
SORRY I GOT SO CARRIED AWAY
it’s kinda specific so no worries if you don’t wanna do it ❤️
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➬ johnny cade x soc!reader
a/n; i swear im done with the shit posting lol back on the grind frlz. i didnt proofread this…lolz.
“i’m so nervous johnny, i-i can’t do it! what if they don’t like me?”
you said— half shouting, half asking.
johnny chuckled, obviously nervous.
he, himself, didn’t even know if they’d like you.
you were a soc, and the gang holds so many grudges against soc’s, johnny can’t even count em on his own two hands.
“they’ll love you, i swear.”
he said, grabbing your hands while giving you a reassuring smile.
you took a deep breath in and then a deep breath out as johnny knocked on the curtis door.
a big, tall, scary looking guy answered the door.
he looked you up and down, and you could just tell he didn’t like you.
but nonetheless, he welcomed you in.
he shook your hand, where he told you his name was darry.
lovely name, you thought as you walked in.
6 intimating dudes sat in the living room, staring at you as you walked in.
the tension was so thick you could cut it with the knife.
you thought you’d try to lift the mood by giving an awkward smile and a wave.
but that only seemed to thicken the tension.
“who’s this?”
“my uh—my girlfriend.”
johnny answered the dark haired boy, he appeared to be dallas winston—the grease everyone knew about.
“mh.”
he said back, turning his head to face the other direction.
johnny awkwardly chuckled and leaned into your ear.
he started pointing at each and every boy sitting there, telling you their names.
the smaller one was ponyboy—odd name, but who are you to judge?
sodapop—another weird name…are they all like this? you wondered.
two-bit, apparently it’s just a nickname.
steve and dallas.
you didn’t need to hear their names to know they don’t want you here.
steve got up and asked for johnny in the kitchen.
when your boyfriend left, you swear you could’ve heard a grain of sand drop.
darry, the nicest one out of them all to you so far, tried to ask you questions about yourself.
“so, what’s your name?”
“y/n. it’s uh—lovely to meet you!”
“likewise.”
and from then on, it was silent again.
you heard steve and johnny talking in the kitchen, it was hard to be quiet in a dead silent house.
“a soc, johnny? a goddamn soc?”
“yeah? so what?”
“have you forgotten what they did to you? or ANY of us?”
the gang smiled at the sentence—almost like they were proud of their friend for putting you down.
“no, of course i haven’t! but she wasn’t apart of that—she’s my girlfriend. not those soc’s that kicked the tar out of us!”
“well she might as well be. she looks the part—what if it’s a prank, johnny? ever thought of that?”
you heard steve ask johnny.
you wanted to cry, cry, cry.
your relationship was a joke to them and they hated you.
your tears started to get watery the more you thought about it.
“i uh, i gotta go. ‘m sorry—gotta go finish something. tell johnny i said bye.”
you announced, rushing out of the house.
the second you stepped out, the tears started to stream down your cheeks.
you started to run to the empty lot, you knew nobody goes there. it’d be safe, right?
well, that’s what you thought.
a bunch of greasers were already there and you didn’t want to humiliate yourself more, so you walked faster past the lot.
you sat in at a park bench near your house.
you always went there when you had nowhere else to go.
you couldn’t go home crying, your father would kill johnny. even if it wasn’t his fault.
“y/n? are you okay?”
you heard a voice ask.
you looked up and saw your friend who you haven’t spoken to in a long time.
“micheal? oh shi—i’m sorry.”
“no-no, it’s fine. what’s wrong?”
he asked, sitting beside you and placing a hand on your lower back for comfort.
“my boyfriend’s friends don’t like me, micheal! he said they’re like his family—so it ain’t never gonna work out!”
“well—i’m always here. i always thought you were a cute gal, ya know?”
your eyes went wide.
huh?
“what?”
you heard several footsteps but you pushed that detail aside to put your full attention on the situation at hand.
“i mean, if you were to end things..i AM right here. always liked you, ya know?”
“i still have a boyfriend, micheal. just because we hit a rough patch doesn’t mean we broke up.”
you spoke, your eyebrows furrowed.
what the hell was he on?
“are you INSANE, micheal?! ugh! and here i thought i could get some comfort from a FRIEND!”
you shouted, standing up and walking away.
you heard micheal kiss his teeth as you walked away.
you heard a pair of feet rush after you and you just prayed it wasn’t micheal.
“never thought i’d see you shout at someone like that, y/n!”
you heard johnny say from your left side as he caught up to you.
“johnny?! what’re you doin’? ain’t you supposed to be with your friends?”
“that’s actually why i’m HERE.”
he answered, exaggerating the last part while looking behind the two of you.
that only caused you to look behind yourself, to see your boyfriend’s friends—looking guilty.
everyone stopped walking. the gang exchanged awkward looks as everyone stood there.
“well?”
you heard your boyfriend ask the gang, with a little bit of sass in his voice.
the gang felt terrible.
they thought you were just playing a cruel prank on johnny—they just wanted to protect him.
when johnny heard that you left, he exploded on everyone.
he shouted about how if they treated you nicer, you wouldn’t have left. how if they would push their grudges away, you wouldn’t have thought johnny was a bitch.
they didn’t want to apologize, but they wanted johnny to be happy.
they still thought it was a prank until they seen you push an attractive soc away.
“we’re uh, we’re sorry y/n.”
“yeah, but you gotta understand—”
steve said, trying to defend himself until johnny interrupted him.
“she ain’t gon’ understand NOTHIN’! just tell her you’re sorry and that you’ll give ‘er a chance!”
they all sighed—with even more guilty looks.
they each apologized, one by one.
darry, the one who’s still the nicest to you, asked if you’d like to restart.
and you happily agreed!
when you got to the curtis house, you found out that you shared more in common with the greasers than you thought.
the more you and the gang got to talk, the more they liked you.
the more they began to like you, the wider johnny’s smile got.
may 29th, 2023. 7:39PM
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Kinktober Day 9
Corruption Kink — I.M
pairing; im changkyun (I.M) x f!reader
genre; smut, college!au
word count; 2762 words (i got too into it for a moment)
warnings; bestfriend!changkyun, virgin!readers, usage of alcohol, smoking, corruption kink, first time for the reader, unprotected sex, mention of one night stand, mention of fingering
a/n; im aware that this is much longer than my other works but i really don’t know why i gotten so into it and kept on writing it lol. anw this haven’t been proofread yet so im sorry if there’s any mistakes
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Changkyun really doesn't know why you’re here. In the crowded backyard of someone’s house. At the party of a friend of a friend friend that you probably only saw once on campus. He really doesn’t know why the hell you agreed to come here with your group of friends.
You, who he met in the library with your nose buried in a book that he has been searching for for hours, is now in the middle of a party. He really doesn't want to know who dragged you here. He doesn’t want to know who dares bring your pure soul into this little sin pit on a saturday night.
You, his most innocent friend, is here without him knowing first.
Somehow it angers him. How you sat alone on a sunchair with your eyes running over the people in the pool as you held a cup that you’re too scared to take a sip of. How you wore a barely covering halter top that he clearly knows that it’s not yours in the middle of the night breeze. He walked closer to you quickly, still holding his cup and a stick of cigarette that he hasn’t even taken a hit more than twice.
“Who the hell brought you here?” His voice sounded cold making you jump.
“Kyun!” You straighten your back, eyes wide looking at him. “I didn’t know you’ll be here—“
“Who brought you here?” He asked again, pushing each word.
“A friend of mine—“
“Let’s go.” He grabbed your cup, stacking them with his empty one before he crushed his cigarette to a random ashtray on a table. He grabbed your wrist, trying to pull you up and out from the party before you pulled back.
“No, I don’t want to go.” You sat back on the chair, crossing your arms on your chest.
“You shouldn’t be here. They weren’t supposed to drag you here.”
“No one’s dragging me. She asked and I said yes. I’m not your child, Kyun.”
“You clearly told me once that you’ve never even drunk before, yet you’re here alone with God knows what’s inside that drink — do you even know what’s that?” Changkyun rambled over the loud music and chattering of people.
“They said it’s a punch…” Your voice went lower as your head started a debate with themselves, saying that this — trying to know what Changkyun’s world looks like — really is a bad idea.
Changkyun lets out a hard sigh, “Where did you even get an idea to go here?”
“I’m just curious. You always say you’re going to a party and I wanted to know.”
“Well, curiosity kills the cat. So, no. Let’s go back, I’ll drive you.” He said, trying to grab your wrist again before you, once again, pulled back.
“No, Changkyun. I still want to know.”
Changkyun runs his fingers through his hair frustratedly. “If you want to know then ask me. Not going to a random party with a random person—“
“I don’t think it’s a random party knowing you’re here and I came here with a friend not a random person—“
“Yeah? Where’s your friend now, then.”
You were about to open your mouth to answer him before it closed again when you couldn’t find her anywhere in your sight.
“If you want to know, you probably need someone to guide you through it. Not leave you alone, people watching.” He’s now the one who crossed his arms on his chest. “What are you curious about, anyway?”
“I don’t know. Drinks, cigarettes, meeting drunk friends, being drunk, finding a man, doing…” You stopped for a moment, finding a word that wouldn’t be so… vulgar. “…more.”
Changkyun, again, lets out a sigh. But this time, you could hear they sound more shaky than before. “Let’s go back to mine. I’ll show you.”
“W-wha—“
“Drinks and cigarettes. I have it, better than trying here, at least.”
You blinked your eyes a couple of times, processing his offer for a while. You finally nodded, standing up before he took your hand for him to walk you to his car.
The ride from the party to his apartment didn’t take too long. Sitting side by side didn’t feel that much awkward as you expected with Changkyun’s playlist playing in the background. Once in a while you’d take a glance at him, trying to figure out what’s inside his head and why is he gripping the wheels so hard.
It didn’t take too long until you were seated in his living room as well. You sat there, looking at him opening his cupboard to find a glass and a bottle of his favorite whiskey. He then opened his freezer, putting some ice into the glass before he grabbed everything in his hand.
“Let’s go to the balcony.” His deep voice broke the silence in the room.
You nodded before following him like a missing puppy. He puts all of the stuff in his hand on the table before gesturing to you to sit on a chair there. He also sat down once you do and did his thing — opened the bottle of whiskey before pouring a little amount in the glass. He then gave it to you, raising his eyebrow to let you know you can have it.
“Why’s there only one glass?” You asked before grabbing the drink from him.
He chuckled before he took out his pack of cigarettes from his back pocket. “Just try it first.” He took a stick out, put it between his mouth before lighting up the tip.
You took your focus from him, distracting yourself so you don’t stare at the way he blew out his smoke to his left, trying to not let the smoke hit you. You look at the drink in your hand, hesitantly taking them closer to your lips. You took a small sip before grimacing at the taste.
He laughed at your expression, “You want the whole glass?”
You shook your head, giving the glass to his already leading hand. Your eyes scanned him and the way he sipped the drink like it didn’t burn his throat at all. You looked at how his hand moved the glass making the ice to sway.
“Still curious?”
“Drinks, not really. But the others, maybe just a bit.”
He could see you now eyeing the stick between his fingers. “I really don’t suggest you take a hit.”
“And why is that?” You asked him, still full of curiosity.
“Just don’t think you could handle it.” He said, inhaling the smoke again before letting them out to the air.
“Didn’t kill my curiosity.”
Instead of giving you the cigarette, he opened his mouth again. “You said you want to meet some guys and do more. What do you mean by that?”
You were taken by surprise from his question. “I— I don’t know. Maybe like k-kiss, or… you know what I mean, Kyun.”
“I really don’t.” He’s now looking at you fully after putting his cigarette on the tray.
“You know! Doing more than kissing and hugging and—“
“You mean sex?” Now that he said it out loud, your cheeks went red in an instant.
“Y-you don’t need to say it out loud.” Somehow the floor under your feet seems much more interesting than the man sitting right in front of you.
“Did you really thought of having sex with a random man you found in a party?”
“No! W-well kinda— I mean, no! I’m just curious how one night stands work!” The red on your cheeks has crawled to your ears as well. The night breeze somehow didn’t give you chills at all, instead your face burned.
Changkyun chuckled as he put pressure on the bridge of his nose. He closed his eyes, shaking his head in disbelief to what is exactly in your brain.
“Do you think I’m weird?”
“No, I don’t think you’re weird. It’s just that—“ He now looked up to you, his eyes softened, so different from when you both were at the party. “I just think you’re so innocent and you’re making me crazy.”
“Why am I making you crazy? Am I that much of a pain in the ass?”
“That’s not what I meant.” He leaned closer to you. His elbows resting on his knees as he looked deeply at you. “You’re so pure. I’ve always wanted to protect you since the day I know how much of an angel you are. But now that you’ve said you wanted to see this fucked up part of the youth,”
He paused for a moment and you swear his eyes turned darker in a blink.
“I can’t help but think about what I can do to influence you. To take you to a heaven on earth while we all know it would just take us to hell at one point.”
“Then, show me.” You said as you looked him in the eyes.
Changkyun shook his head before downing his drink and put the empty glass on the table.
“You said you want to, Changkyun. And I want it too.” You stood up and walked over to him. He leaned back into his chair as you stood right in front of him, almost between his thighs. “Show me.”
His head got heavy at the sight of you in front of him. With the choice of clothing that he never saw you wear before, he really thought hard about all of this. “Don’t make me regret it.”
“Are you gonna regret doing it with me?”
“No.” He straightened his back. One of his hands rested behind your knees, giving a featherlike touch. “I’m gonna regret that I enjoyed ruining you.” He barely whispered, breath fanning the skin on your abdomen.
“I-I don’t mind.” Your voice is as quiet as his, yet he heard it so clearly making him grunt.
His hand on you pulled you closer to him, making you fall onto his laps. His face was just an inch close to you. You could feel him holding himself back from just kissing you hungry. You could feel him hesitate so you leaned your face a little to him, showing him that it is okay.
“If you once feel uncomfortable, tell me to stop and I will. Do you understand?” You nodded in response but he shook his head and tightened his hand around your waist. “Use your words, my love.”
“Yes, Kyun. I understand.”
Just after you finished your words, his plump lips met yours. You closed your eyes, following his lead. You could taste the bitterness of alcohol and cigarettes from him yet somehow everything still tasted sweet. How his hand caressed your skin softly to him humming in satisfaction on your lips, he made everything taste sweet.
And before you know it, he had picked you up and took you to his room. It’s all a blur. How he had thrown all of your clothes off. How he had left marks of reds throughout your body. How the first time you couldn’t hold back your moan as he played with your breast. How it felt weird the first time he pushed his digit in you and how you felt shivers running down your whole body as he played with your clit. It was all a blur yet you know you love every second of it.
Just after Changkyun felt he stretched you enough, he pulled back to look at you. You’re so beautiful in his eyes. Your hair sprawled over his pillows. Sweat dripping made you glisten underneath the moonlight. The marks he gave you acted like a masterpiece on an empty canvas, showing the world that you’re his — well, for the night, at least. Changkyun swore he would be damned to look away from you even for a second.
“My beautiful angel, looking like a mess because of me.” His fingers traced the hickeys on you. “Do you like me doing you like this, my love?”
“M-more, Kyun. Please.” Your voice sounded like the most beautiful sin.
“Already so greedy.” He leaned over to you, kissing a spot under your ear.
“I’m ready, Changkyun. Please, don’t make me wait any longer.” You whine at him, hips raising up to find friction on his jeans.
Changkyun growled at you, “You’ll be the death of me, love.”
He then pulled back, standing right on the foot of the bed to take off his jeans. He looked at your dazed figure, glad that his member wouldn’t have to suffer even more. After he took everything off, he climbed back to the bed and hovered over you again. He positioned his members right on the front of your members, teasing his tip with brushing it on your folds.
You moaned at his little teasing, hips wiggling to get more friction. He let out a breathy curse before he went on his knees again.
“Tell me if it hurts, yeah?” He said, earning a small ‘yes’ from you.
He then pushed his member in you, making you flinch at the sudden stretch. He kept on pushing slowly, making you gripped on his biceps. You’re trying to even your breath as Changkyun moves so slowly into you.
Changkyun himself is going feral. Your tight walls are pulling him in. The feeling of your nails digging his skin made it harder for him to not just fuck you to tomorrow. He’s trying his best to hold back and not hurt you in any way even though it’s so tempting for him.
And you sense him holding back. “Move, Changkyun. You promised me heaven.”
That sentence pushed his button. He switched in an instant. He started to move faster and deeper with each thrust making you throw your head back. He moved to find the best spot, and when you screamed his name, he knew he had brushed over it.
“T-there. There— felt— Oh, gosh.” So he kept hitting the spot over and over again making you dizzy from it.
“You like it, hm? You like me hitting your sweet spot, don’t you?”
You can’t barely make up a word by now. All you did was nod rapidly as you kept pulling him to you, not wanting him to let go.
You then felt his hand snaked between the two of you. His thumb drew an eight figure on your bundle of nerves, giving a shock down your whole body. The scream of his name is getting louder and more whiny with each thrust. Until there’s a feeling in your stomach that makes you clenched over him.
“K-kyun. My tummy— weird.” You tried to open your eyes to meet him.
Changkyun groaned at your words. It showed just how pure you are and how you’re slowly and slowly starting to get ruined by him. “It’s fine, my love. Just let it go.”
You shook your head rapidly, “No no n-noo, I don’t t-think I should. I-it’s— Changkyun—“
His free hand went to brush over your hair. He left kisses on your forehead as he kept moving in you. “It’s fine. Just let go, my love. You said you want heaven so go on.”
With his low voice whispering in your ear, you did what he said. And the minute you let it go, you could see the stars. Everything came crashing down, making you tremble under him. You moan his name like a mantra and he was affected by it. A few more thrust from him and he, too, reached his climax. He pulled out quickly and poured his load on your stomach.
Both of your heavy breathing filled the room. Bodies felt hot after everything and it felt good. It felt so good and you don’t regret even a second of it.
Changkyun then reached the tissue from the nightstand. He cleaned the mess on you before pulling his covers on top of the both of you. He laid beside you, arms draping over you.
“I’ll give you a shower, but let’s just stay like this for a while, yeah?”
You answered him with a nod before you closed your eyes to embrace with warmth. Silence washed over you for a moment. It felt so comfortable with his fingers drawing figures on your spine.
And the silence was broken with him calling your name. You looked up to him, waiting for him to say something.
“Promise me one thing.” He said, now looking you in the eyes. “Promise me you won’t do it with anyone other than me. Don’t do it, don’t even think of it. Just do it with me. Okay, my love?”
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Hi!! I just wanted to say first off that this is such a cute idea! I don’t usually do a lot of requests/asks but i could not pass this up!
-My name is Lara Lowry, I use she/her pronouns!
-I’m short (like 5’1”) and I have dark brown curly hair. i’m half irish and half nigerian so i look kinda mixed. i have really dark brown eyes that kinda just look black unless you’re really close or in the sunlight lol. i have olive skin, im kind of pale rn cause it’s winter!
- I am an ENFP-A and my enneagram is 2 if i remember correctly. i love very hard and get attached very quickly! my love languages are quality time and physical touch i think. I am somewhat outgoing but i love to be at home a lot too. I’m a cancer so im very emotionally charged and i wear my heart on my sleeve.
-i play the flute and piano, im in the wind symphony and orchestra at my university and i love it, but i also love to draw so im an art major! i enjoy theatre and singing. i love to write as well, i just wish i could be more motivated to do so. one of my dreams is to be a mother honestly and make a beautiful/loving home for my family!
-i really love a partner that is sort of grounding for me, like someone who can be my rock. (i am very codependent which is bad ik but definitely one of my flaws.) i love someone who is classy and gentleman like! i think chivalry is very attractive! i can be a little crazy sometimes cause i have ADHD so i also like someone who can be my calm counterpart but also be fun and crazy with me sometimes! ok this is very telling but i LUV gingers, they’ve always been my type. i also love me some scrawny white men lol.
-my b.o.b faves are definitely winters, liebgott, guarnere, webster… in that order :) so i would love to be shipped with any of them but honestly i love them all so i don’t mind!
i’m so excited for this and thanks! :D

Aaaaaa thank you so much for the request love!! 😁🥰
I ship you with…
Joe Liebgott!
A song from my liked songs that reminds me of y’all - I Was Born to Love You by Queen
How y’all met
Ok so you were in Paris studying art and one day you were just vibing in an outdoor cafe doing some sketching
Liebgott was out with Luz and Webster just vibing on their weekend passes
Turns out they were at the same cafe!!
So you noticed the three of them hanging out and being Adorable so of course it’s sketchy sketchy time
You do this gorgeous picture of the three of them that just really captures the playful energy and happy vibes they were giving off
But Joe noticed you looking over and immediately is like wow she’s heckin cute
So he tries to catch your eyes every time you look up and he does a couple of times and just gives you THAT SMIRK YOU KNOW WHICH ONE and he can see you blush from his table and just thinks you’re SO CUTE
Joe decides to excuse himself for a second and saunters over to you, like, he needs to talk to you or else he’s gonna explode
“Couldn’t help but notice your pretty eyes kept looking over” he smooth talks as he takes the empty seat at your table
Before you can respond he sees your drawing and is just like
Jaw drop
Joe just drops all of his flirty smooth talking and in a sweet, honest voice, “you drew that? …that's how you saw me?”
Sweet boy just goes kinda quiet while staring at your drawing but he quickly snaps back to his senses, albeit a little frazzled
“Um, I’m Joe,” he says politely, stretching out a hand to you
Long story short he got a weekend pass to Paris any time he could and wrote to you every day
Lowkey you’d always put a little doodle on your letters back to him and he’d never admit it but all week he’d be looking forward to your letter and see what you drew this time
How he knew he loves you
So it’s one of the times when he got a weekend pass and y’all are having a picnic in the park just vibing and having a lovely time
All of a sudden a baseball comes rolling over to y’all and you notice a couple of itty bitty kids have started running over
You pick up the baseball and hand it to them and they start to apologize but you’re so sweet and they’re so stinking cute they just laugh and say thank you before running back to their game
Joe was sitting back watching the interaction and all he could see was you with a bunch of little Liebgotts
It just kind of hit him, he doesn’t want anybody else, you’re his person
As you’re coming back to sit down he takes your hand and just pulls you into his lap
Before you can protest he plants a soft, sweet kiss on your lips
“I’m in love with you, doll”
You can barely hear it but it still brings tears to your eyes
And you knew you found your person
A conflict and how y’all resolved it
So it’s after the war and you were back at home doing some sketches
It’s around the time Joe is supposed to be home but he’s still not home??
Finally you’re about to go to bed and Joe walks in the door
“Hey love! Long day at work?” you say, trying to mask your worry/relief as you give him a welcome home hug
“Yeah, something like that,” he replies half-heartedly as y’all go back and get ready for bed
This happens three more times in the week
You never get to see Joe, and when you do see him he’s too tired to talk
Not to mention the Intrusive Thoughts start happening
He can’t be seeing someone else…right?
So it’s finally the weekend and Joe has the day off
Or so you thought
You’re up and making coffee when Joe makes his way out
“Hey babydoll I’m gonna go try and get a few fares in,” he says casually, about to give you a goodbye peck on the cheek
Except all the worry and loneliness just kinda boils out of you
“Joey I haven’t seen you all week and now you’re picking up cab shifts on Saturday!?”
“Well I was just trying to make us some extra cash…”
“We’ve already paid our bills this month! Besides you could at least take today to be at home!”
The air is heavy while the two of you just stand there quietly
Joe has an anxious look in his eyes, looking everywhere but you as his hand comes up to the back of his neck
You notice and tears start welling up
“Tell me there isn’t someone else,” you’re barely able to make out without a sob accompanying your words
Suddenly Joe’s expression completely changes
His eyes immediately meet yours with shock and concern
“Baby is that why you think I’ve been out every night?”
You stay quiet and look down at the floor, unsure if you feel silly, embarrassed, frustrated, or some combination of the three
“Oh sweetheart…” Joe immediately comes over and wraps you up in a warm, tight hug
You let a few sobs escape as you melt into his embrace, wrapping your arms around him
“You know I’d never do that to you love, shit there’s no one out there that even begins to compare to you,” Joe tells you in a quiet, sincere voice
“Then why have you been going out so much?”
Joe pulls away from the hug and looks down at the floor, almost appearing embarrassed
“I wanted to surprise you… I’m saving up for your birthday present.”
And you just ???? “What could you be getting that could need you to work so much?”
“I just always saw how you looked at pictures of Ireland and how you always say you’d like to go somewhere on a vacation…”
“Joey, are you saving up to take me there?”
“... I was saving up so we could fly first class and get a nice fancy hotel, you deserve the best…”
Now you start sobbing again but for a whole new reason
Joe looks at you again with concern when he hears you start crying again but you just take his face in your hands and give him the biggest kiss ever
“You’re the sweetest man I’ve ever met, you know that?”
He winds up staying home that day ❤️
Your Happily Ever After
So y’all get married after the war and you move to San Francisco with your mans
You have twin girls who you both love to the moon and back
Your family is just as you pictured it and so much more - like it's so clear to everyone how much all four of you love each other
Every weekend you, Joe, and your girls are in the park trying something new
One weekend Joe is teaching them to ride bikes and helping them up when they fall
The next weekend they’re showing you the flowers that they drew cuz they wanna be artists like you
At the end of each day after you put the girls to bed you just sit on your couch with Joe and lean your head on his shoulder and life couldn’t be more perfect
A silly headcanon about your relationship
Y’all always do family costumes for Halloween and it’s the best thing ever
One year you were superheroes
You and Joe were Superman and Wonder Woman and the twins were Batman and Robin
Another year you were Cruella and the three of them dressed as dalmatians
Nothing compares though to when the Easy Company Reunion fell on Halloween Weekend
So, unbeknownst to Joe, the three of you dressed as his friends for Halloween
Of course you dressed up as Webster
And the girls just begged to go as Uncle George and Uncle Joe
The only ones smiling bigger than Joe were Luz and Toye when they saw their mini me's
Joe keeps the picture from that Halloween in his wallet and another copy in his cab visor
aaaaaaaa this was so much fun to write!!! Thank you again for the ask Lara and for your patience 🫠 !!!!
#band of brothers#band of brothers ship#band of brothers fanfic#ask#thicccqueyoongimin#hbo#hbo war#easy company#joe liebgott#joseph liebgott#my writing#emily shut up
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Hey Chat! - Taehoon Seong x Reader
Masterlist - Part 1 - Next
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Chapter 1 - Love at first sight.
651 words.
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It's been two hours since Y/N started playing Minecraft on their livestream channel. After shamelessly dying to a baby zombie, they decide to talk with the chat for a little bit.
“I am getting tired of playing this for today.” They say playing it off to the viewers.
PurpleStar: tired lol
SuperGrill: tired of dying
LeonKenough: play fortnite
“Im not going to play fortnite, get out of my chat Leon.”
LesbianProtector: i am going to sleep even if it is still in school bye guys
SuperGrill: good sleep ♡♡♡
Hellhound: don't let the bed bite the bugs
Hellhound: no wait
Randomizedname: lol (Bye Lesbian Protector ♡)
“Goodbye queen.” Y/N says turning to grab a water bottle and drinking some of it.
“Let's talk for a bit.” They say getting closer to the screen and reading the chat that is moving quickly. “What do you guys want to talk about?” They ask the chat.
Comments start to flow super fast.
SuperGrill donated XX,xx - How are you adjusting to South Korea?
“I kinda forgot to talk more about this.” Y/N gets visibly excited.
“Last week my dad and I finished opening some boxes that were still left and my brother finally managed to get admitted to a school close to our house.”
LeonKenough: unfortunately
“Now I have some peace in the morning.” They laugh showing their tongue playfully.
LeonKenough: just wait you will have to get to school too beach
Y/N squinted their eyes to the screen after their brother commented. “I just remembered something. Shouldn't you be in class right now?”
SuperGrill: got him
Hellhound: in 4k
LeonKenough left the live stream.
ShampooFairy: lololololololololol
“Kids these days.” Y/N shakes their head.
“Anyways. I have to end the stream now.”
Misterworldwide: i just got here wtf
MountainBike: they need to poop
LittleRat: let them go poop in peace
“I just have some errands to run.” They laugh at the chat.
Y/N say goodbye to the viewers and finish another successful live stream.
They grab some food wrappers and the empty water bottle and makes their way to the kitchen.
“Can you go to the grocery store for me?” Their father asks as soon as they step in the kitchen.
“I was just about to do it.” Y/N laughs, grabbing the list that was on the fridge and leaving.
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All the confidence they had on finishing the list vanished once they got lost on an aisle, they had no idea of what the products were.
“Shit.” Y/N says scanning everything with their eyes trying to find the specific type of after shave cream their father wants.
“Excuse me sir.” Y/N tries to get the attention of a man who was close to them.
He looks like he is the same age as my dad. Y/N thought. He will know what type of thing the old man likes.
Once the strange man turns around, Y/N feels the air of their lungs disappear. It was like getting hit in the chest. Is this what love at first sight is supposed to feel?
The man was wearing glasses and wearing some kind of fighting uniform. Judo? No. Maybe Taekwondo. Yes, maybe. Taekwondo is famous in Korea.
“Do you need any help?” The man asks with a smile on his face while adjusting the glasses he was wearing.
“My father wants this very specific after shave thing and I have no idea of this type of thing.” Y/N puts all their mind in not stuttering.
The man happily helps find the right product and after Y/N thanks him and is ready to continue with their shopping, he hands them a paper flier before leaving.
“Taekwondo lessons? Pay one month and get six free…” They read quietly to themselves.
After getting everything they needed from the store, Y/N runs home with a plan.
☆Next☆ (Soon)
Note: English is not my first language, please let me know if there is any mistakes.
#seong taehoon#how to fight taehoon#taehoon x reader#viral hit taehoon#taehun seong#how to fight#viral hit#viral hit x reader#how to fight x reader
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wait srry if asks rnt open but im a chismoso so hopefully this is OK to ask ;; is the little character in ur banner and pfp ur sona ? they r so silly looking i love it sm but also why is it chowing down on a hotdog bun filled with butter . DONT ELABORATE IF THERES A PERSONAL BACKGROUND ATTACHED TO IT PLS but i srsly think it's so cutesie and ive been curious abt it 4 a hot min ✝️
SAW THE NOTIFICATION AND I ROSE FROM THE DEAD BUGGY U JUST OPENED THE GATES OF HELL /POS
ALSO ASKS ARE ALWAYS OPEN!! UNLESS THE BUTTON IS GONE FEEL FREE TO SEND ME ASKS ANYTIME I LOVE GETTING THEM :DD
ASHSHSSH THANK YOU !!! Yes this is my sona her name is RB 😋 she has lore and comes from her own world but I use her like a persona :3
Here’s the OG image along with a couple others of her :D
Also her as a character can’t speak so she uses ASL to communicate (hence the banner she’s holding) so I don’t use ASL but I do use a website when I draw her speaking
funny ass gif lawllll (she’s signing ‘I am not a crook’) (yes TV Girl reference) the frame rate is too fast but I can’t fix it now
ALSO ALL OF THIS ART IS OLDER. NOTHING NEW FOR THESE GUYS FOR A WHILE I NEED TO MAKE NEW ART FOR THEM 💔💔
auughhh and her lore if you wanna read below but I understand that OC lore isn’t everyone’s thing
OKAY SO she comes from a universe where her kind are robots made by a company to terraform planets for the ultra wealthy. So if you have the funds you can purchase a whole planet and whole armies of these little bots will shape it however you want.
BUT. While on the assembly line, before even recovering her directive, a portal opens up and throws her into this odd pocket dimension, which is just a half built city floating in a bright void. (Also when I say half finished I mean more like brutalist aesthetic with just concrete and no glass on the windows)
This place (named ‘Gearsky’ by locals because massive floating gears are the only thing that exist here outside of the city itself) is full of people from their own dimensions just trying to get by. She explores, and comes across a little bear being picked on in an alleyway. (The lil green bear [party bear] in the pics above)
She saves him and then it subconsciously becomes her prime directive to help Party Bear get home/care for him. So they set up base in one of the empty apartments and she just sorta takes care of him.
NOW. How do you get home you may be asking? Well it’s easy. You just need to beat someone in a deathmatch.
Enter the only form of entertainment on this island. The man who is the dictator of this place and subsequently the host of this game, aptly named Host, loves running this game. The rules are simple. 3 people enter, and two can leave alive. Only one needs to die, and the other two can get sent home. The only thing is, you have no idea who you’re going up against.
Now, RB, being a bot made to terraform, has some power behind her with her explosive abilities. But Party Bear has no defenses. So RB tries to strike a deal with Host.
She offers to kill both people in the ring with her for multiversal travel.
Host is intrigued by this offer, and accepts. After wiping the floor with her opponents, she’s granted access to all dimensions. She’s obviously excited and goes home to try and let Party Bear go home, but is heartbroken when she discovers that she’s the only one who can travel using the portals.
But this catches the attention of someone else.
Her future boss.
Another robot, by the codename TB-89.
He took note of her deal, and approached her with a job offer.
Man’s long story short she works for him as an assassin!
There’s so much more I wanna say but I know I can’t ramble on forever lol if you read all this then thank you so much for sticking it out 🤭 I hope you enjoyed it I love gushing about my characters
#THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU FOR ASKING THIS#I NEVER GET TO YAP LIKE THIS#oc artwork#my oc’s#oc animation#oc lore#persona lore#sona lore#idk how to tag this#gofers !! art
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Finding The Truth
So i haven’t posted any content of my own on here in literally forever so sorry for that but here’s a fic. (:
This is basically what I think would have happened if nova found out the truth on her own before the end of supernova. I’ll prob do a part two of her actually telling them about everything but I didn’t want this to be too long.
i don’t think the anarchists actually cared this little about her in the story it’s just for the angst lol.
This is set in the beginning of supernova after max tells adrian that nighmare didnt try to kill him but before she goes to jail lol. Those two things overlap im pretty sure but we are going to pretend they dont.
Im also pretty sure she has danna trapped in a jar at this point but we can all overlook that for now.
Anyways, hope you enjoy, love you bye (:
Finding The Truth
When Nova arrived back at the house on Wallowridge after her less-than-relaxing day at HQ, all that awaited her were empty rooms and a note on the kitchen table.
Visiting Ace, be back soon
-QB
Nova rolled her eyes at the little crown above the initials and the kiss mark left on the corner of the small piece of paper. As her eyes scanned the note a feeling of dread settled in her stomach. Nova hated when the anarchists visited Ace without her. She didn't like being gossiped about, especially to Ace, rather than being treated like a member of the group.
Knowing they should probably discuss plans going forward after her most recent mission, and needing the walk to clear her head she decided to go down to the catacombs and join the meeting.
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Walking through a hallway full of rotting skeletons was never an enjoyable experience for Nova but she understood Ace's need for the dreary hiding place. Just as she was nearing the entrance to Ace’s dwelling she heard muffled voices through the curtains of bones.
“I didn’t save her for nothing Honey Harper!”
The angered voice belonged to Ace. Nova’s brow furrowed, not knowing who he was talking about.
“I know Acey, and she’s been very valuable but I think it’s time we accept that she’s too far gone. She cares too much about the Everhart boy.” Honey's voice dripped with disgust at those words. “I’m starting to think you should have let her die with your traitorous brother.”
They were talking about her. Nova’s breathing quickened as she tried to stay quiet. Her mind raced as she tried to comprehend the words.
“Well, we can’t just abandon her.” This voice was Leroy’s and somewhere in all the confusion, she was thankful for him.
Ace spoke again. “Well if she truly becomes a threat to us becoming the kings and queens of all of this I suppose we could…. get rid of her.” He sounded reluctant to say those words but not in the way Nova would have expected. No, he spoke more like that would be too much of a chore. Her stomach churned. Her mind reeled trying to make sense of everything.
“Right,” Leroy said, and Nova could practically hear the eye roll that accompanied his words. ”Just like you did with the rest of her family.”
Nova’s breath hitched as tears filled her eyes.
“Well it’s not exactly ideal,” Honey drawled “It would be a shame to lose our little nightmare, but it seems like she’s getting ready to switch sides…..”
“We could use her death to lure the boy right to us,” Ace suggested.
“Oh a big hero act, how romantic. Maybe he’ll even race in dawning his sentinel armor. Like a fairytale.” Honey said it all like a joke. She seemed delighted by the idea, like they were pawns in a game. Honey began to laugh even more. “And we can have Phobia push him off a building so he can die just like his mother trying to save the Artinos.”
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Stumbling around in the darkness of the night, Nova felt like she couldn't breathe.Tears were streaming down her face. She had run up to the surface when she decided she couldn't listen anymore.
She needed to get out of there before the Anarchists ended their meeting, but she didn’t know where to go. She certainly couldn’t go back to the house on Wallowridge. Snippets of what she had heard were still swirling around her brain as she tried to steady her breathing and think straight.
I didn’t save her for nothing. Very valuable. Dawning his sentinel armor. Your traitorous brother. Just like you did with the rest of her family. His mother. Get rid of her. The Everhart boy.
Adrian. Nova thought back to the night of the gala. Holding Adrian as he cried. She wanted nothing more than to curl up in his arms and let herself be comforted by him, but she couldn’t go to him. Could she?
Of course not. She thought to herself, but the pain was becoming too overwhelming. Still not quite thinking straight, and knowing she had to get out of there as soon possible, she began to make her way to the Mayor’s mansion.
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The walk to the Everhart residence was a blur, it was almost midnight and it had started to rain pretty heavily by the time Nova got there. Her tears had all but subsided on the walk over.
As she went through the security system dread settled over her. She really shouldn't be here, it was so late, not to mention these people would probably gladly throw her in prison given the chance.
By the time Nova had come to her senses enough to realize she should absolutely turn around, she was standing on the porch watching as one of the huge doors swung open.
To her dismay, it was Simon who opened the door. He was dressed in a bathrobe and slippers looking like he had just tumbled out of bed.
“Nova it’s the middle of the night, what are you-” he cut himself short upon seeing that she had been sobbing and was soaking wet with rain. His brow furrowed with worry.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah,” no “Um is Adrian home.”
“Yeah, he is. I’ll go get him, I think he’s still awake.”
Just as Simon turned around to get his son, they heard a voice.
“Nova?” Adrian.
Nova’s whole body relaxed upon hearing his voice. Adrian was looking at her with so much worry she had to fight not to break into a sob, though she wasn’t very successful.
Simon seemed to take this as his cue to go. “I'll be in the kitchen,” he said, giving her one last sorrowful look before walking away.
“Nova,” Adrian said again coming towards her, and this time her knees buckled. Nova fell into Adrian’s embrace and sobbed.
#renegades trilogy fic#Renegades#renegades trilogy#nova artino#adrian everhart#anarchists#honeys a bitch in this im sorry#angsty mess im sorry
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isn't that mine?
~1,3k words
orangekip (orange cassidy/kip sabian)
ffffffluff. had brain worms early in the morning after sleeping for couple of hours like shit so i wrote down an idea to return to later. so here we are. there really isnt much else to this, they are just cute and im in a terrible brain rot of having to have them smooch so trying to better myself by writing them smooching lol. the only way to improve or whatever
i did not really proofread or edit this beyond a spell check, sorry about that. i cant focus but i want this up as i promised cutes so goddamn cutes is what we are gonna get!
@midnightpretenders0 @stormbornpirate
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Leaning back on his chair Kip sighed, spinning the empty energy drink can in his hands. The session had gone on much longer than he anticipated and they were still going strong, although the games were getting pretty intense. He was honestly getting pretty beat, but the boys insisted on keeping on going as this was one of the rare times they had time to game with the whole gang together, so even Kip wasn’t allowed to dip out at a moment like this.
“Okay, just… Gimme a few, I’ll be right back for the next one,” Kip motioned towards the camera with the empty can before pulling off his headphones, standing up from his chair. He could see the stream chat moving, most people telling him to take a short breather – last round had been really intense, they had been so close to victory it had gotten almost everyone’s skin as they had lost it at the very last moment.
Exiting the office, Kip walked into the kitchen, stopping by the fridge to observe his choice of energy drinks. He was running low, he would have to restock the next time they headed out for groceries. Picking two cans in his hands, just in case tonight was going to go long, Kip headed back to the hallway, stopping by the living room doorway as he heard sounds coming from inside the room.
Peeking in, he spotted a familiar blond sitting on the couch, fiddling around on his phone while playing something that looked surprisingly quite familiar on the television screen. It didn’t take Kip two glances to recognize his own stream layout, making him chuckle out loud as he walked into the room, making Cassidy jump a little as he shot a look towards Kip over the back of the couch.
“My own little supporter,” Kip hummed as he leaned over the back of the couch, pressing a little kiss into Cassidy’s hair. The blond just shrugged him off, eyes returning to his phone. “You play terribly, by the way.”
“I love you too, Clementine.” Kip rolled his eyes at him, but his words carried enough sincerity for Cassidy to believe him. Before Kip walked back out though, he glanced the man over once more, slightly squinting at him.
“…Are you wearing my hoodie?”
Cassidy barely shrugged, eyes still glued on his phone. “Maybe.”
Walking around the couch to stand in front of him, Kip lowered the drink cans from his hands to the coffee table, arms crossing over his chest. “Maybe? That’s definitely my hoodie.”
With an almost overly dramatic sigh Cassidy lowered the phone from his hands, leaning a bit forward as he finally looked straight up at Kip, tilting his head at him for an even more dramatic effect. “Yeah? Well maybe if someone wasn’t too busy gaming and maybe if someone didn’t make their boyfriend watch and listen to them only through a Twitch stream all day, that said boyfriend didn’t have to wear their clothes to not be cold.”
“Oh, it’s my fault now, is it?”
“Yeah,” Cassidy shrugged again, slowly backing away from the defensive position he had been mere seconds ago just now, as he relaxed a little bit more on the couch again. “It sure is.”
Kip leaned down and closer to him, eyes narrowing even more as he was trying to call Cassidy’s bluff on his statement. “Really? My fault?”
“If you weren’t so busy all the time I wouldn’t need to do this.”
Kip could almost see the teasing smirk tucking in the corners of Cassidy’s lips, the blond clearly knowing he was getting under his skin. Kip wasn’t going to let him have this win though, hands grabbing him by the shoulders as he pushed Cassidy back against the couch, easily placing himself down on his lap to pin him down underneath him.
“My fault?” he asked once more, almost as a clarification, watching Cassidy just lazily nod his head, but the faint shade of blush on his cheek was something he couldn’t hide from Kip. “Yeah, you--”
Kip didn’t let him finish as he leaned closer, taking the rest of the words out of his mouth with a kiss. This was obviously what Cassidy had wanted since the beginning, they were aware of that, but that didn’t mean Kip was going to let him off easy. As Cassidy’s arms wrapped around his waist to pull him closer, Kip’s hands crept under the hoodie, fingertips tracing his toned midsection through the canvas of the t-shirt over it, getting what he wanted out of it as he could hear a small moan escape from Cassidy.
With a satisfied smirk Kip pulled away instead of following up with a deeper kiss, leaving Cassidy just staring back at him. Kip tapped his fingers under the hoodie against his abs, humming quietly to himself as he scanned Cassidy’s face, the range of emotions from expecting to almost humorously disappointed flashing across it in a matter of seconds, clearly upset that he didn’t get the kiss he wanted out of this interaction.
“You really think you were gonna get more than that?”
It was Cassidy’s turn to narrow his eyes at him, but Kip just continued to smile a little, clearly satisfied with his handiwork. “Bold of you to assume I was going to reward you for all of this.”
He leaned closer, easily dodging an attempt for another kiss from Cassidy as Kip pressed a quick peck on his cheek instead before reaching his ear. “But… I could see what I can do if you take it off,” he whispered, a clear smile in his voice as his hands wrapped around Cassidy, his body pressing against his as his hands tucked the back of the hoodie a little bit from the inside.
There was a slight bit of clear hesitation from Cassidy’s side at the proposal, Kip being fairly sure that it wasn’t the offer itself but the fact that they were so entwined with one another right there, clearly in a comfortable position just being held in each other's arms. Kip knew where he wanted to take this though, taking the initiative as he traced a small set of kisses from Cassidy’s cheek back to his lips, stopping just short of them to the corner of his mouth though, just leaving him to take the last step in case he was craving for some more.
Kip had to admit though, as whiny as he was about it, he didn’t mind Cassidy wearing his hoodie, actually. It was definitely more of an opportunity for him to get him in this position than anything else, and quite frankly he found Cassidy wearing his clothes rather endearing. Not that he was going to say it out loud, and Kip was definitely happy with the direction all this was going, but he was absolutely being more dramatic about it than he needed to be. Then again, so was Cassidy, clearly, since they had gotten themselves in this position.
Cassidy wiggled under him slightly, making Kip back away a bit as he watched the blond struggle to remove the hoodie with the little space he had. Kip chuckled at him, hands reaching over his head gently, carefully pulling the hoodie by the neck to help him take it off.
As soon as Cassidy was free of the hoodie and the garment left Kip’s hands to be dropped to the couch next to them, Cassidy’s hands tangled up in the brightly colored hair of the Brit, pulling him into the passionate kiss that he was craving, that he had been made to wait for the last few absolutely excruciating moments that Kip had tried to deny from him.
#fic#character: orange cassidy#character: kip sabian#ship: orangekip#i kinda wanted to end this on a note of oc being like 'arent the boys gonna miss you if youre gone for this long'#but i feel like it would have taken things out of this moment that ended up creating itself so. this is what you get woo#aew fanfiction#wrestling fanfiction
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Yesss once we're friends I just am perpetually excited to talk to you forevermore.
Im sorry I am also tired lol I stayed up too late
Oof that sucks. :/
BLINK MY BELOVED
So he is working on a poem for mush. He is worrying about his best friend. He is entertaining snipeshooter and Tumbler and teaching them tricks to sell better.he is saving up to get jack a gift.
me too! i totally accidentally stayed up until like 3am lmao, got possessed with that newsies writing fever. it’s just so much fun having people message me stuff like this, talking about their headcanons and ideas n asking for mine, and people telling me about their own newsies productions!! i love it so much, absolutely worth staying up late for
blink!!! 😭 what an absolute sweetheart
i like to think he started on the poem in his head totally by accident, just letting his mind wander while selling during the day - thinking about mush, like he very often does - but he struggled to keep it straight so started scribbling it down on a piece of paper he asked to pull from one of jack’s notebooks. his handwriting is atrocious, but he can read it just fine - he’s just worried about, when it’s finished, whether mush will be able to read it too. oh, god, blink thinks, am i gonna have to read it out loud to him?
he starts mentally going through the newsies to work out who he trusts to write it out neatly for him, and who’s also capable of keeping a secret. race has got nice handwriting - he’s well-practiced, scrawling out betting slips - but he’s also got a big mouth. maybe buttons could do it.
borrowing the paper from jack also directly influences blink’s desire to get jack a gift, because he can’t stop thinking about how much jack gives to them all and how little he keeps for himself. tearing pages even out of his notebooks that he treats like gold in order to let people draw when they want to or write when they need it. jack runs out of pages often, and ends up sketching on the backs of leaflets and stuff again until he can get his hands on more real paper. because of that, blink’s poem is only on the one sheet - absolutely chock-full of his writing, full of scribbles and blacked-out lines, crammed all snaking around the other words on the page to make more room.
and ohhh man blink teaching the kiddos tricks to sell. blink’s a good entertainer, he’s had a lot of practice, teaching himself how to juggle objects and the like because he was a little scared of the effects losing his eye might have. it’s difficult living without depth perception, he knows even after he ages out of being a newsie nobody’ll have him working in their factory - they probably wouldn’t even have him on a farm, afraid being half-blind also makes him useless - but blink is anything but useless. he shows off to prove it, and the kids think he’s tons of fun.
his eye is also a double-edged sword for selling. it earns him sympathy sometimes like any disability does - he knows other kids that wear eyepatches that don’t even really need them, just wanna pretend to earn that same sympathy, and because of that folks sometimes don’t believe him either. he’s been jabbed by people’s canes and umbrellas and squinted at, asked if his eye’s really bad or if he’s faking. and, if he don’t wear his patch, people are scared of him. disgusted. he’s had women ask to see and then scream when he lifted his patch to show his empty socket. nobody wants to buy a pape from nobody who looks like that.
so, he’s learnt the balance - the exact right space between useful and helpless you’ve gotta be as a newsie to make sales, whether they’re people buying papes to read the news or buying papes to hand a few coins to a poor kid. it doesn’t matter to blink, money’s money. that’s a big part of what he teaches the kids.
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Justifying to myself why the narrative foils are who I think they are using the themes I identified in that other post.
Keep in mind 1. My memory can be hazy 2. Im not the best at criticism, characterization, or theme analysis. I’m kinda just vibin
Maki (P1): Escape - Although it was technically Kandori’s doing, the alternate reality was created by Maki. It was her ideal world, an internal place she could retreat to to escape her bleak life. She represents the idea that running and hiding - to the point of escaping life entirely and wishing to die - is acceptable until the party helps her realize the errors in this way of thinking. I’d bet Kandori could fit this theme too to some degree but I straight up can’t remember :(
Jun (P2IS): Dreams - Jun’s entire character revolves around dreams. This isn’t a bad thing; the main party is very similar in this regard. The main problem comes from his methodology. Instead of believing in obtaining dreams through hard work and dedication, he instead grants them like wishes. The party, especially Maya, teaches him that this cheapens them. Secondary issues include his ability to steal dreams, leaving people as empty husks that fade away without accomplishing anything, and his granting of destructive dreams that are detrimental to those around the dreamer.
Sudou(?) (P2EP): Acceptance - So I’m not really sure about this one… I never really thought about who the antagonist of p2ep is. Doesn’t help that I didn’t understand and don’t remember the plot :|. If I recall, Tatsuya Sudou is a major antagonist because he could not accept his situation. He hated his father and his life, and upon learning of the Other Side, he could not accept his reality either. The party struggles with acceptance as well, but while they learned to cope and move forward, Tatsuya dies still wishing things were different, even if they could never be. I’m assuming Tatsuzou is also a good fit but I deadass cannot remember a thing about him lmao maybe others will have a proper answer for this entry
Ryoji (P3): Death - Yeah yeah Ikutsuki and even Takaya probably fit better but still. I like him more lol. But he still fits regardless. The theme of the game is basically to disregard or overcome death, right? Well Ryoji is death itself. Plus, Makoto is withdrawn and shuts the world out, whereas Ryoji is open and friendly and sees the beauty in life. Then they switch. Makoto wants to hold onto life and defeat death, but Ryoji tells him it is impossible. He becomes inevitability and ignorance while Makoto becomes rebellion and openness. But also, since Ikutsuki and Takaya want to bring about death and blindness to the world they’d also work pretty well. Maybe it’s because they get dealt with quickly that I don’t see them very well in this position? Or because Ryoji is more perfectly tailored to Makoto than the others? Or maybe I just like Ryoji lol
Adachi (P4): Truth - Ngl I didn’t finish this one so I don’t actually know much about Adachi, sorry :( I know he is tailored for Narukami, like Ryoji is for Makoto, so just with that he’s basically confirmed to be the narrative foil in my eyes lmao. From what I’ve heard, and from the wild guesses I’ve made, I’d think that Adachi is the type of foil that’s identical to the other instead of opposite? He is living his true self, and he doesn’t care what others think of this decision. Narukami also chooses to be his true self of course, that’s the point of the game. I’m guessing the difference is that Narukami chose kindness as his truth while Adachi chose hatred? Idk I’ll need help with this one
Akechi (P5): Rebellion - Akechi is the narrative foil. Do I have to explain it? The game beats you over the head with it no matter the version. Chosen to be opposing forces by god, “two sides same coin,” constantly comparing themselves to each other, etc. The tricky thing is how exactly they foil each other. Just a minute ago I was explaining Akechi to someone and out of nowhere I said that his sense of justice serves himself while Ren’s serves others, so there’s that. Wait it’s rebellion shit uh… well same deal, Ren rebels against adults in power to help others while Akechi rebels against adults in power to help himself. It could also be because Ren’s rebellion is meant to fix things and heal society while Akechi’s is meant to destroy and give him vengeance. They’ve both been abused and heals down by adults and society, but while Ren rebels against those who wronged him, Akechi just sort of lashes out and anyone. Plus, Akechi is actually not rebelling for most of the game, but is under the strict control of a said adult in power. Meanwhile Ren is completely free, rebelling against adults instead of being under their thumb. I’d like to note I only have so many options because, like I said, I’m not the best analyzer. Each of them sound accurate to me but idk their characters and the themes well enough to choose one ;-;
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JORDANNNNNN SHAKING YOU GRABBING YOU SHAKING YOU
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12. do you outline your fics? if yes, how detailed are your outlines? how far do you stray from them?
i try to lmfaoooo!!!! for opddmh for example, ive got the basic outline of how i want everybodys arcs to end, the climax of the story, and a vague idea of a few of the plot beats all written out in an empty discord server i use to keep track of things!! i also put in loose scraps of dialogues i daydream up even if im not quite sure where theyll fit in yet, just so if im really stuck i can scroll through and see if anything rings a bell!! there are QUITE a few emotional scenes already written out and ready to go
nothing is super detailed tho!! quite a bit of it is still on a chapter to chapter basis. while i have an outline its not always set in stone, for example there were a LOT of scenes i had scribbled down for odietlg and lgowab that didnt make the final cut!! i dont have the notes for odietlg but i do have them for lgowab bc theyre archived in that empty discord server i mentioned earlier lol. one idea from that story that got scrapped were all of the different endings coming from different peoples point of views (for example korekiyos pov, tenkos pov, kaedes pov) but that got scrapped bc i thought itd lessen the impact a bit. ALSO in one of the earlier drafts of lgowab a LOT more v3 kids were gonna be ahl members including tenko, but i thought it was more important to keep their numbers down to really emphasise how much danganronpa is dramatising their threat level lol! off the top of my head there were bits and pieces i scrapped from odietlg too but i wont go on and on about that LOLOL
oh and also there is an entire channel dedicated to miu that i still go back to sometimes LMFAOO
13. do you listen to music while you write? if yes, what have you been listening to recently?
oh my god i cant listen to music while i write LMFAOO or at least not music with lyrics. if i really really need to write i will pull myself up by my pants sit down at my desk and stare at my screen in total silence until eventually my adhd meds wear off and i go to sleep
im mostly kidding LMFAO if i really need something in the background ill put on this playlist! if i need inspo sometimes i go to the fic playlists ive got on spotify :]
24. how do you choose whose POV to write in?
i choose based on who i think will tell an interesting story! going to be flat out honest with you, sometimes the povs i write from arent my favorite characters, but i think that their personal story would be a really good fit in what im trying to convey! tenko is probably one of the only exceptions considering the entire story is based around her surviving LMFAO even then that was mostly because i wanted to dissect her under a microscope for 42 chapters. emma and maki are like this too considering mask of my own face/run from your demons are oneshots :]
himiko and miu got chosen for lgowab mostly based on the fact that they had completely different stories to tell and i didnt want to choose two protags who were going through the same thing!! himiko strived for selflessness while miu struggled with morality and paranoia and i thought they would contrast well :] and oh my god let me tell you i did not expect to bring miu back for a whole other fic but i got ATTACHED shes such a mess.
everybody in opddmh were selected because they brought a range of different lifestyles/coping mechanisms to a post-game universe and they all have stories i wanted to explore!! makoto and being the poster child for hope and struggling with how others perceive him, mikans debate with her own morality and growing bitterness towards the company, and then of course akanes total refusal to be worried at all costs. byakuyas brief povs are to supply a more pessimistic view of their situation that parallels miu, which is why theyre always together during it. ive mentioned this in another ask from kozuelovemail but the v3 kids that stay alongside each pov were selected because they parallel the older participants in some way!!
and then of course. probably goes without saying but i do tend to choose female povs lmfaooo not only because I Am One but also because theyre just soooo criminally unexplored
25. what’s your favorite part of the writing process (worldbuilding, brainstorming/outlining, writing, editing, etc)?
well i can say its NOT editing LMFAOOOO this bitch does not edit!!!!!!!!!!!!! which you can probably tell!!!! i mean i give it a good glance and then send it off usually a lot of the edits are made when i wake up in the morning read over the chapter again and go "what the hell was i trying to say here"
brainstorming maybe???? i love Thinking. a lot of the times stories come to me in various scenes rather than one linear storyline and ive gotta grab them all from inside my head and mash them together. i also love brainstorming characters arcs and what their Deal is gonna be throughout it
and then writing of course. love writing. ive had to teach myself to kinda just type out a draft at first and to stop going back to edit, and then once i finish i go back and add extra or remove anything that sounds silly. writing on a good day is lots of fun!!!! ESPECIALLY when its scenes that im excited for/are high drama. like. those high drama scenes that ive been waiting to get down onto google docs dot com...... hell yea
26. what’s your least favorite part of the writing process?
PFFT WHOOPS already answered probably editing! its difficult for me to sit there and read over everything meticulously cuz my brain just does not want to thoroughly go through something especially if ive just completed it. which. most of the time as soon as i complete it and have gone back to add in extra/remove the silly bits i consider it done and i send it through LMFAO. thats on me for updating weekly tho!!! there are gonna be mistakes!!!!!!!!!! and yknow what ive learned to live with that this is a fanfiction i write for fun and i do this cuz i love writing :]
29. what’s something about your writing that you’re proud of?
hgfdjkgshdk i always feel so bad like. praising my writing yknow? theres always going to be parts of it id change or want to go back on but if i had to choose something id probably say the characterisation? i try to put in a lot of effort in making these people feel more human and not as "larger than life" as they usually are, and i want every pov i write from to have flaws and things theyre good at and little quirks that make each of them stand out from each other. when i write characters i try to keep in mind the little things about them, like himiko twitching her nose or mikan having acne shes self conscious about, miu twirling her hair or makoto using novelty mugs instead of the more aesthetically pleasing ones. just tiny things that round them out as people :]
43. is there a trope or idea that you’d really like to write but haven’t yet?
ouhghggh..... not sure! im so so focused on opddmh rn if i think about anything else ill totally spiral away from it (im already doing that with the rp im in LMFAOOOO erin on the brain). there are a few things im excited to write for but thatd be spoiling >:)
73. do you have a fic you wish got a bit more love?
not really!!!! i know its such a corny fucking answer but genuinely people have been so so lovely on all of my fics. like some of the kindest people. and also people who have stuck around for a very long time!! theres one commenter mythgirl02 who has literally given me a comment on every single chapter on every single fic ive published mythgirl if youre out there..... i love you. and even if they dont comment on every chapter ive gotten commenters who have actually brought me tears YOU FUCKING INCLUDED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and also lily if shes reading this their comments are always so so sweet
i write bc ive got stories i wanna get out of my brain and share!!!!!!! its fantastic that people click on them to read along!!!!! i really try not to worry too much about kudos or reads or anything like that, but the support has been very very lovely and its led me to some awesome communities :]]
JORDAN I FUCKING LOVE YOU FOR THIS <333 THANK YOU SM AND SORRY ITS SO LONG I LIKE TALKING
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Ok. To avoid annoying people with texts I'm going to just document my night here. Bc im so anxious and need somewhere to put it lol
6:07 waiting outside the realty office. I texted the guy im working for but he hasn't answered. I think the door is open but if I go in now it'll make me seem later than I was. Plus he said he was running behind so I assume he isn't in there? The dinner im helping with starts in 20 mins. I should just go in but also. My god I don't want to. 2 hours until I can smoke lol
6:13 the inner door is locked and ymhe still hasn't texted me. I guess I could/should call but also . Why are people never on time lol. I used to be chronically late but its actually so impolite and causes so much stress for other people I try so hard not to be. I get that it's sometimes unavoidable but at least communicate???
6:15 Ok ill call in 5 if I haven't heard from him but man I hate phone calls. I'm doing someone a
6:25 update
Omfg so he got me to just knock on the door to go in. He's still on his way and some clients have now shown up. Also the guy who let me in was asking if im an agent here and also has no idea about the event thing
7:02
Ok everyone's here. Food is being consumed. The couple doing it are this elderly mixed race couple. And there's something about knowing they grew up in an even more racist world thst makes them even cuter. All the food is amazing
I feel like we wont be out of here by 8 but honestly im eating food and chilling and everyone is so nice
8:16 okkkk so. Adorable couple, good food. But he originally asked me to be here 6-8. And idk what the plan is. I tidied up. But they might want help loading the car. Also he said he'd pay cash so I'm assuming he won't pay me until we're done . I'm so happy to help but also i hate not knowing what's happening
Ok 12:27 am update
I fully started annoying my friends hence not updating
Left at 8:45. I didn't do more than $50 worth of work but also I could have bounced at 8 so. Ya know.
Been home since 9:20. Actually gotten quite a bit done. Almost completely emptied the room, and the place is tidy-ish. Like 3 loads of garbage / recycling will need to be taken down tomorrow morning lol. But whateverrr. I did ok.i also do. Other substances. My god. I'm ready to do this one every day again. I shouldn't and I won't. But my god I missed it. But also crazy tempted to invite someone over which I know id regret. So thats a downside of it ahagaha
1:52 am
read that back, so many errors lol. but im not going to correct, its documented now. (remember when you could edit other peoples posts on here lmao)
so i actually cleaned pretty intensely bc i realized this will set the bar for how me and my roommate with live. got up to get a drink, realized that and ended up cleaning for and hour lmao. upside of aforementioned substance. lol.
#im just going to keep editing this post.#instead of posting 100 things#dw lol#rambling#12:32 addition: ya know aside from the price and addictiveness or health lmaooo
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im feeling kinda akward since its my first time requesting,i really really really like your writings and im wondering if you could do some angst for albedo, anything you feel like tbh, but if may i be a little selfish i was thinking on something like he hurt you, so you break up with him or maybe he break up with you and regret later, im in love with the genius and your writings so why not lol, hope you are doing well, xoxoxooxox
Thanks for the request anon. <3 Sorry it took so long, but I’m feeling angst today so here goes. Let me know what you think <3
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Scenario: Breaking up
Characters: gn! reader x Albedo
Warnings: angst, break ups, regrets, did I say angst?
Categories: angst in Part 1, comfort in Part 2 (It was getting too long so split it into two parts)
Read: (Part 2) (Part 3 - Final)
Albedo
Alone.
These days you found yourself alone in your shared home. It had been nearly a year since the two of you decided to live together. Maybe that was a bad idea.
You were smitten. He was such an intelligent man, and truth be told you loved how his mind worked. He was silent and mostly kept to himself at first, but with you, there were subtle touches, fleeting kisses. Oh and his eyes, the way his eyes brightened or the way his lips turned up at the sight of you. The way he held you close at nights, up until the morning.
Gone were those days.
He was hardly home. The intelligent man you had fallen in love with, was also a workaholic. Perhaps you should’ve seen it coming. There were so many signs.
Maybe he changed. Maybe you changed. But the little things weren’t enough anymore. He came home just to sleep and wake up, and he was off again.
“Bedo, have you got some time off on the weekend? We haven’t been up to Starsnatch Cliff in a while,” you had prodded him a few days ago, wondering if the problem would be solved if you made the first move.
“Sorry, Y/N, we’re just about to discover more about the properties of electro crystals... It’ll be useful if we want to sustain higher energy concentrations on...” and just like that he had gone off a tangent explaining the whole thing. You smiled a little, it was still endearing how excited he got discussing those things.
But you couldn’t help but be lonely at how he seemed to love his research more than you.
‘Maybe I just need to be more proactive. That’s it! I’ll go and visit him at the lab today!’ Surprising him was one of the things that you had always wanted to do. But not a lot of things got past Albedo. He was observant like that. You made a quick run to the bakery, getting him some croissants and welcomed yourself into the Favonius Headquarters.
You looked up at the sign on his laboratory door. That sign was always there though, Klee had told you about it, and Sucrose had also talked about it once or twice before, telling you that it wouldn’t be a good idea to go in if the sign was up. But when was it ever down? So, you shrugged, and pushed the door open with a wide smile.
“What are you doing here?!” There’s a wild look in Albedo’s eyes the moment you step in. He didn’t appreciate being disturbed. You tilted your head a little at his reaction, you weren’t expecting that.
“Oh, since you’ve been so busy these days I just thought I’d drop by and give you something to--”
“Y/N, did you not see the sign on the door? No disturbances, even from you,”
“I’ll just be quick, I’m just dropping this off,” you lift the paper bag from the bakery and lay it down on the nearest table. Albedo closes his eyes with a sigh.
“...We’re working on something dangerous right now, I don’t have time to eat. Please take it back,”
Surprisingly, you obey quite quickly, and take the paper bag back into your hands. Annoyance start to pulse in your veins. “Anything else you want me to do? Maybe disappear so I don’t bother you or your research so much?”
Sucrose had been standing there the whole time, and you can see the slight wince on her face at your cold statement... But Albedo had returned it ten fold, snapping an answer back. “Yes, Y/N, that would be excellent, don’t get in the way. Stop being irritating at the wrong moment,”
You didn’t expect how much it would sting. Your shoulders slump downwards at the realization that this... had gone too far. You couldn’t take it anymore. Sucrose opens her mouth, but doesn’t know what to say looking back and forth between you and Albedo.
The Kreideprinz had continued with his task as if nothing had happened at all, but he knew what he said. He didn’t want any interferences nor accidents happening in the lab and that was the only thing he cared about at the moment.
Your foot moves to step back, but your eyes are glued to Albedo. You can only see his back. His hair tied up neatly, the shoulders that you loved to wrap your arms around and his hands that were always gentle. You took a good look, drinking the whole scene in like you hadn’t had a drop of water in days.
This was the last time you would lay eyes on him and it broke you into so many pieces. You turned away without another word, Sucrose staring at the door, before she decided that she needed to follow you. “I-I’ll be back, Master Albedo,” she rarely ever abandoned an experiment, but she knew that you needed a friend right now.
Ironic, because it should have been Albedo running after you, but instead the green-haired girl caught up to you just as you reached the fountain in the middle of Mondstadt. “Y/N!” she jogs, and stops when you do as you hear your name.
Tears prickled your cheeks, but they were more of frustration than sadness. You stand there for a moment, drying your tears and turning around towards Sucrose, gaze on the pavement. “Y/N...” Sucrose approaches carefully, hand resting on your shoulder.
“...I don’t know anything other than Albedo, Sucrose,” you start, a curtain of memories flashing through your mind. “...Without him, there isn’t much reason for me to stay in Mondstadt,” Sucrose shakes her head rather hastily. “H-He’s just... a little occupied right now, Y/N, I’m sure he doesn’t mean what he said,” You close your eyes, the scene repeating in your head.
“Anything else you want me to do? Maybe disappear so I don’t bother you or your research so much?”
“Yes, Y/N, that would be excellent, don’t get in the way. Stop being irritating at the wrong moment,”
A hard lump forms on your throat at how hard you try not to sob. How hard you try to keep yourself together and Sucrose sees it from the way your lips tremble. “Sucrose, please watch over him,” and that is also the last that Sucrose sees of you.
That night, Albedo arrives home exhausted, just as he always does. But now that he was home, he could at least expect a warm meal and a warm hug. A soft smile tugs on his lips at the thought.
When he turned the lights on, he was met with a strange stillness instead. His hand stays on the switch as his eyes scan the living room. It was...quiet. There were no plates on the table, and there were no sounds from the kitchen.
Deep in the pits of his stomach there’s an anxiety that starts bubbling up. He brushes it off, opting instead to check the kitchen. “Y/N?”
Empty.
His footsteps hasten as he opens the bedroom door, expecting you to be curled up there, asleep.
Empty.
Albedo takes in a shaky breath. You were probably just out in town, doing some late night shopping. Yeah, that’s it, perhaps you just didn’t have enough ingredients for dinner today and--his eyes land on the bedside table.
The photo frame is gone. The photo of the two of you standing side by side together with comfortable smiles on your faces, his hand on your waist, and the house on the background.
He throws open the closet doors. Your clothes are gone. Your shoes are gone. Even your scent seemed to have disappeared. The anxiety that was once a small bubble in his stomach had started to claw it’s way out, wrenching his heart in places that he didn’t know could hurt. The tears pooling in his eyes were so foreign that he didn’t even know what was happening until he hears himself gasp back a sob.
You’re gone.
Suddenly it was so hard to breathe, but he pulls himself up and out the door. There’s no way. Where would you go? Perhaps you were just around Mondstadt, trying to get a breath of fresh air to calm your nerves. He searches everywhere. The church, the tavern, the Good Hunter and even atop the rooftop of the Favonius Headquarters. There was a decent view of the city there, and his eyes roam the streets, just to get a glimpse of you.
“...Please...” There’s another lump in his throat, his eyes dart around looking for any small sign of you.
“Albedo? Tired?” you ask as he returns home one day. He merely lets out a small “Mm,” and pulls a chair out from the dining table to sit on. You walk into the kitchen to fetch him a cup of tea, and he snatches your hand to press a soft kiss on the back of it. “Thank you, love,”
“...Please!” his grip on the stone walls of the rooftop tighten. His vision blurs.
“Al! Don’t do that!” you try to swat his hand away from the pot, a short laugh coming off of your lips at how mischievous he could be sometimes, trying to dip his finger into the sauce. He has a grin on his face as he successfully tastes the sauce off his finger, making a sound of approval as he draws you in for a light kiss on your forehead, “It’s good, as always,”
His legs buckle, and he finds himself on his knees, hands fisted upon the cold stone wall. “At least tell me where you've gone! I can’t--” he doesn’t know when the last time he cried was, but whenever it was, he doesn’t remember it to be this bad. The pain was unlike any injury he had, it grasped so tightly at his heart.
“Anything else you want me to do? Maybe disappear so I don’t bother you or your research so much?”
“Yes, Y/N, that would be excellent, don’t get in the way. Stop being irritating at the wrong moment,”
He furiously shakes his head because he knows that it was his fault. “I didn’t mean it, please give them back,” as if there was someone else who took you away. As if there was a God listening to him right now.
He realizes that the worst of it was not that you had left, but that you had left no traces of you behind. No photo. Not a piece of clothing. Not a trace of your existence.
Nothing for him to hold on to.
That night, he dragged himself back home. Face flushed and hot from the tears he had shed and the ones he was attempting to hold back.
That night, he painfully got into bed.
Alone.
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hi!! i love rats sm im so glad that u made this blog!! (also btw theres a typo in ur title lol) i just wanted to know i would love to own a pet rat, and what would i need to know? thank u sm have a good day <3
Howdy! first and foremost thank you for the sweet ask and making aware of my silly little typo. (personally, i would LOVE to talk about rat cars if given the right audience)
This is probably going to be a bit of a longer answer because theres a lot of ground to cover when It comes to rat care, but I’ll try and continue posting about information for new and prospective rat owners.
So, before you buy a rat, you must know that you cannot buy a rat, you must buy RATS. Rats are highly social animals and must be kept in groups of 2 or more. In my personal experience, rats tend to thrive best in groups of three. These little guys are likely to become very depressed if kept in isolation, and are much more likely to develope health issues.
Speaking of health issues, rats have very delicate little respitory systems! rats tend to develop respitory infections fairly easily, male rats are particuarly prone. However, this can be avoided by taking the right preventitive steps. First off, do not light candles, spray perfumes, or air fresheners in the same room as you keep your rats. Scents in the air can irritate their airways and make it more likely for them to develop infections. Secondly, make sure to clean their cage once a week! waiting more than a week causes a build up of ammonia from urine, which can also irritate their airways. However, cleaning more than once a week can cause your rats to overcompensate and produce more natural musk to mark their area. If you really want to go the extra mile to keeping your rats’ cage clean and ammonia free, then you can litter train your rats! this makes it easier to maintain a clean cage as you can empty out the litter box indivually on a more frequent basis than you would clean their entire cage.
Now, lets talk cages. Many cages on the market are designed for hamsters, guinne pigs, and rabits, which means they are designed horizontally to give pets room to run around. However, with rats, you will want their care to extend vertically with multiple levels to climb. its also best to avoid cages with a lot of plastic built in, as rats CAN AND WILL chew right through that shit here are a few examples of good rat cages
Rat cages tend to run a bit pricey, so feel free to take your time and find a sale on one, or even purchase one second hand from former rat owners.
Once you have your rat cage secured, make sure to fill it with toys, espically hammocks. Rats aboslutely adore hammocks. It’s also a good idea to have spots for rats to nest in, such as these igloos, or even recycled cardboard food boxes
Lastly on the topic of cages, you will need to put material over some of the bars, such as fleece, baby blankets, or even old cotton tshirts, this is so your rats have a soft surface to walk and sleep on. If rats spend too much time walking on metal bars, it can damage their feet and give them bumble foot. Here a few examples of good cage set ups with bedding, toys, hammocks, and sleepy spots. Note that you will need to replace bedding and toys on a regular basis, as rats will eat through that shit like its NOTHING.
The one exception to these cages as examples is that they do not appear to have actual litter bedding, which is a topic thats pretty complex for rats and will need a post all of its own, lest I make this response much longer than it needs to. Stay tuned for a post about rat litter, diet, and other notes about rat health and care.
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headcanons for the Cerelos with pregnant clumsy innocent darling. with very Fluffy if possible 😇
—anonymous
tw / tags: afab reader, gendered language, pregnancy, sfw, unedited
featured character(s): antlered centaur / emperor cerelos
—note: iunno about innocent, but naivety on the other hand…well, im not v good at writing fluff but i tried? edited: decided to edit out the smutty bit because i wasnt happy with it lol
》Everyday he look at you, he knew he had chosen well.
—you may not be the most educated or best mannered empress consort,
—but you are nothing less than devoted.
—even when you were trembling under other people’s judgmental gazes, you kept your chin high and your smile unbreakable.
—if anything, you are better as his wife and lover, his light in the darkness—and as he rubs his hands over your growing belly, soothing the growing child in your womb, you are sure to be a wonderful mother.
》You are uncomfortable, having an equestrian child is harsh on your body, but you are both determined and excited to meet this child.
—even though you could no longer walk by 3rd month, you still demand to be the one responsible at overseeing the designs in your child’s nursery room.
—you hardly looked that big in your first trimester, your Cerelos assuring you that the child will be born small to fit your statue, but you quickly learned that carrying a magical being brought its own burden. Literally.
—who knew magic had a weight to it?
—you didn’t care enough to question the logics of magic.
—you simply wanted to enjoy your pregnancy the best you could instead of wasting your time questioning things and chattered away on some other topics relating to upcoming parenthoods and raising a child.
—ignoring most of the relevant important questions the Emperor would need to answer and address later.
—…maybe that is why others thought you might be a bit empty in your head sometimes.
》Cerelos takes upon himself to be your steed, carrying you wherever you wished to go.
—regardless of how busy he is, with piling paperworks and scrolls on his desk, you were and are always his first priority much to his advisors’ frustrations.
—he…also didn’t trust you not to fall, struggling with the weight of his child’s growing magic in your belly.
—he had seen you falling so often before (over nothing even!) that it is practically a second nature for him to kneel and demand you to climb on his back by the very first glance he sees you.
》you are a chatterbox, a giggly one, and you would comb your fingers through the back of his mane while on his back.
—Cerelos would never admit it aloud but he adores it when you run your hands through his hair and down his skin.
—more so when you are talking about unnecessary things—your passions, your excitements for the future, everything and nothing.
—it…is a nice change from listening to the endless drones on the political matters, his advisors and other important figures’ voices as cold as the incoming winter.
—you are the summer to his wintery heart.
》Although you fancied yourself as ‘not all that attractive’ and doubted that other equestrian would consider you beautiful, Cerelos saw otherwise
—ever since you and he learned that your pregnancy finally took, people’s heads started turning in your direction.
—more and more as your belly continued growing.
—you still didn’t see how their eyes burned or how often they approached you out of their own free wills, under the pretense of helping you.
—Cerelos started clearing out whatever (public) space you are intending on visiting after catching the previous member of his court attempting to flirt with you, keeping only the equestrian maids you are relatively close to.
—He wouldn’t admit that he is being both jealous and territorial of his precious empress.
》You started writing storybooks for your child.
—You would start writing while lodging in the castle’s lush garden, humming and hawing at all sorts of ridiculous and fantastical ideas that comes to your mind.
—Cerelous isn’t all that great at keeping his suggestions G-rated though, he never really had a childhood, but he tried his best.
—otherwise, he is an excellent editor and you cherishes his feedbacks.
—all the while he’d be sitting on the ground, with you resting against his larger body.
—sometimes you’d fall asleep in the middle of your writing, your pregnancy exhausting.
—When you do, Cerelos would hum his songs for a moment to lull you into good dreams, before taking your little body into his arms and scuffles his hooves to stand.
—he never failed to press a kiss on your forehead once he tuck you in the shared bed, before he leave for his duties.
—you’d giggle a little, having been awake long enough to feel his scratchy beard on your nose and for him to kiss you so sweetly, before you return back to your dreamland.
》Although the…romance had slowed down a fair bit with you yourself focusing on your upcoming motherhood, you and Cerelos still flirted with one other in your/his own ways.
—nuzzling is a commonplace.
—in private, he’d sing a quiet song to you to ease your anxieties and rub you down unprompted.
—you enjoys surprise-kissing him. You had gotten good at tricking the Emperor to lend down so you can a plant a sweet one on his lips. He’d get a little flustered, but he rarely failed not to return one which sometimes lead to…quite a passionate round.
—he like massaging your body, ridding the tensions and exhaustions in your muscles. Oh, gods, his hands are so godly that you fall asleep sometimes. Cerelos would shake his head and chuckle at you.
—whenever you laments the state of your body, Cerelos would quickly remedy your concerns by kissing every inch of your skin and murmur all sorts of words that would have you burning with embarrassment and flattery.
》you are looking forward to the future together with him and the child.
—Cerelos wonders how it would look with more than one child.
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YOU’RE MINE, NOT HIS
CHARACTERS ARE AGED UP// BAKUGO X F!READER
Warning: NSFW 18+, cheating (not really), fingering, unprotected sex
You and Izuku have gotten very close recently while studying together, and a certain someone isnt very happy about it.
AN: Poor Izuku 🥺 I felt so bad writing this, but so good at the same time lol I must write something soon to pay him back//also send me requests for oneshots! im down to try anything you guys might want!
WC: 2k
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You and Izuku had a ‘study date’ last night at his house. You were hardly struggling in organic chem, just needed an excuse to come over at this point. You two had been meeting for tutoring sessions for the last two months or so. Your grades had thoroughly improved since then, so most people believed thats all you two were doing; studying. And you were, of course, but as of recently it was a lot more than that. It started with innocent glances at your chest while you took notes, brushing his fingers along your leg when you couldn’t figure out the answer to a question, and you weren’t oblivious. You began to reciprocate the feeling, wearing shorter skirts to bend over and pick up your pencil, laying your hands on his chest when you begged him to give you the answers. He adored the way you looked up at him so innocently, with pleading eyes, desperately needing his help. He loved helping you improve, after all, he wanted you to become a great hero by his side one day.
However, not everyone was oblivious to you and Izuku’s little sessions. Bakugo knew something was going on between you two. He had never seen Izuku so protective over someone the way he was with you. He hated the way the green-haired boy would stare at you with dark eyes when you spoke to another male student. He noticed how he’d always want to be around you, his demeanor changing when you would leave for a different class or when training sessions were split up. Bakugo was utterly disgusted by it, but it gave him an evil idea. ‘She doesn’t belong to him, she never will, I’ll be sure of it’ he thought to himself.
After last nights study session, you failed to realize that you had left your textbook on his bed. He noticed soon after you left and texted you, telling you not to worry and that he’d bring it for you tomorrow morning. You had missed him in the morning though, running late from going to get an iced coffee, so you decided you would get it from his bag in the locker room before your chem class. You both had training but you had to go to a different site with the rest of the girls, while the boys stayed in a closer facility.
Your water quirk meant that you spent a lot of time getting wet, so naturally, your hero suit looked like an elegant yet sexy two piece swim suit. The top was white, long sleeved with a cut out above your breasts and the bottoms were a standard bikini bottom, with sheer white tights that were waterproof. You always felt so weird wearing it during co-ed training sessions, but Momo urged you to feel confident in it, telling you that you looked sooo hot in it. You got to the girls locker room early to slip into your hero suit. You made your way over to the boys locker room and took a peek inside. They all seemed to be out and training already so you snuck inside. You looked around before you spotted his bag, his All Might backpack. You chuckled a bit before bending over to unzip the bag. You grabbed your textbook from it and zipped the bag back up. You stood up to leave but when you turned to face the door, a large figure stood in your way.
“Oi, what do you think you’re doing in here?” the intimidating blonde scoffed at you. You shuffled backwards, clutching your book in your arms. You were sure that everyone had left already, was he here the whole time? He began to step forward before he was standing an inch from you. You looked up to meet his eyes that were piercing down at you.
“And you’ve got your sexy little hero suit on, its almost like you wanted to get caught in here” he laughed with a devilish grin.
“I-I have training to go to. I was getting my textbook from Izuku’s bag” you managed to say. His eyes filled with rage upon hearing his name. He thought of the late nights you two spent together, he imagined Izuku talking down to you, treating you like some helpless puppy, acting like he was some sort of hero, taking advantage of you. You were taken back by the face he made at you. You knew Bakugo hated Izuku, but what did your relationship with him have to do with that? Was he jealous? Or spiteful?
“I dont know what you see in Deku, but I can promise you, you’ll forget all about him after this” Bakugo said in a husky voice. ‘After what?’ you thought. Before you had time to think, his hand was wrapped around your neck as he pulled his lips to yours, crashing the two together. You and Izuku weren’t dating, but something about this felt wrong. You pulled yourself away from him and stepped back.
“Bakugo, w-we shouldn’t, this isn’t right”
“I don’t think you belong to him do you? Come on, I see the way you look at me”
He was right, you do look at him with flirtatious eyes, or at least, you used to. Before you and Izuku started meeting to study, you would fawn over Bakugo. He never seemed to return the feelings however, always picking on you or making fun of you. You deemed that as him being uninterested, so you moved on from your infatuation, but you were very wrong. He never stopped watching over you, showing his affection in his own odd way. But his heart dropped when he realized you didn’t look at him the same anymore, but looked at Izuku that way instead. He couldn’t stand to see you with that nerd when he deserved to have you. You were lost in your thoughts that you didn’t even realize he had stepped closer to you. You were up against the lockers now, your exposed back grazing the cold metal.
He bent down and whispered seductively in your ear, “Let me make you feel good baby, we don’t have much time in here and I think you should see what a real man feels like”. He pressed his lips to yours, more feverishly this time, as if he was about to lose you. His tongue invaded your mouth and tangled with yours. You didn’t pull away this time so he slipped his hand under your suit and began to grab at your breast. He brought his coarse fingers to your nipples and began gently rolling it around between them. You let out a breathy moan into his mouth. He shuddered at the sound of your voice, he loved hearing you enjoy his touch.
He traced his free hand down your stomach until he got to the waist band of your tight bottoms. You squeeze his shoulder with one hand and run your fingers through his hair with the other. He slipped his hand underneath and started by running his fingers along your folds. He dipped two fingers into your cunt and began to gently pump them in and out of you. He removed his lips from yours, moving down to your neck, sucking and biting at your tender flesh. You let out soft cries as his fingers pick up the pace.
“Tell me what you want” he demanded, looking back up into your eyes. You felt a pang of guilt in your chest as you remembered why you were in the locker room in the first place. Anguish and regret was painted on your face and Bakugo noticed.
“Don’t feel bad baby, what he doesn’t know cant hurt him, now be a good girl and tell me exactly what you want” he said as he plunged another finger inside you. Your legs shook and all your thoughts of Izuku vanished under his touch. He was only trying to comfort you in the moment, but he wanted Izuku to know what you two were doing.
“P-please I want you, I want you i-inside please” you begged. You needed to feel him, you needed him to fuck you.
“I knew it, Deku’s just not doing it for ya is he?” he said with a cocky grin. Truth be told, you and Izuku had never gotten that far before because he was taking things too slow. You desperately needed a good fuck, it had been months since you’ve last felt this good. You knew Izuku would be a gentle sweetheart in the sheets but you needed someone who could do both; fuck you senseless but also make love, and Bakugo could hit both those marks.
He removed his fingers from you as you clenched around the emptiness he left. He pulled your bottoms down and quickly turned you around, pushing your face into the lockers. You hear him fumble to unzip his pants before he prodded his member at your entrance. You couldn’t look back to see exactly how big he was but when he began to drag his cock along your folds, your legs started to tremble. He gathered your slick and pushed into you. You let out a loud cry as your walls grasped onto his girthy cock. He grabbed your wrists and pulled them behind your back, holding them with one hand. He started to violently pound into you, his balls slapping against your swollen lips, echoing in the empty locker room. He used his free hand to reach around and started to swirl his fingers around your sensitive nub. His pace never let up, he started to thrust harder and deeper with every second. Tears started to form as you felt your orgasm coming up.
“Who do you belong to?” he grunted into your ear, his breath hot against your neck.
“You Katsuki, I be-belong to you”
“Thats right babygirl, only me, now cum all over my cock”
Your legs began to quiver and your entire body convulsed. You let out a long cry as your walls clenched and released your juices all over him. He couldn’t take much more after that and removed his hand from your nub before he grabbed at your ass, gripping onto it for dear life. His pace quickened before he quickly pulled out, his cock twitching, warm shots of cum spurting all over your back and ass. He leaned to kiss you on the cheek then walked over to his bag, pulling out a small white towel. You stayed motionless, still with your face pressed against the lockers waiting for him to return. He cleaned you up and turned you around to face him. Realizing how long you two were in there, you quickly pulled your bottoms and tights up, fearful that the other boys would be returning any moment. Bakugo looked disappointed in how rushed you were to leave him. You tried to step forward but he planted a hand next to your head against the lockers. With his other hand he tilted your chin up and placed a soft kiss on your lips.
“You know I can tutor you right?” he said with a small smirk. You blushed at the suggestion. You didn’t really need tutoring anymore, but you would love to see him again. Before you could answer you heard a door open. Bakugo removed his arm from the locker and turned to look at who interrupted you two.
“Y/n! Are you okay? Did you find my bag?” he asked sympathetically. You swallowed hard and just nodded, bending to pick up the textbook you had dropped. You quickly scurried to the door before looking back at Bakugo quickly with a stern eye, as if signaling for him to ‘keep his mouth shut’. He looked back at you with a devious smile and a wink before you shut the door.
“What are you doing in here with y/n? What did you do?”
“I just taught her a lesson, I don’t think she’ll be needing your help anymore” Bakugo said with a smug grin before leaving Izuku alone in the locker room.
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