#not scared of flying or anything i just get so bored i feel like i’m going to die

[cloudcountry]

SUMMARY: A handful of TWST characters that I headcanon have not had their first kiss yet and you kissing them for the first time.

WARNINGS: None!!

COMMENTS: riddle and idia and azul are obvious but i feel like i need to explain jade and floyd. they're clearly emotionally detached from most people and probably scared off anyone that might remotely be interest in (even though if they can be scared off, the twins would probably find them boring anyway) so they haven't kissed anyone yet in my silly little head. thats all!!

i was listening to cherry wine by hozier while writing floyd's part so if its softer than usual that's why OOPS

the asexual in me loves writing about hesitant physical intimacy leave me alone :C

Riddle Rosehearts feels his hands shaking as you stare, eyes so calm and hopeful that makes his heart lurch. He doesn’t know how to give you what you want without curling in on himself and becoming flustered. It’s unbecoming of him to cower like this, but he can’t help it. your hand against his cheek, the other one resting on his shoulder, your faces so close together. He feels like he might die if he doesn’t kiss you, but he doesn’t know how and he doesn’t want to mess this up because he’s supposed to just know.

“You don’t have to know,” you whisper, and you sound so certain that his heart flutters like a caged bird, “Every person is different. Everyone has a different feel to their kiss, and I’m glad I get to help you discover yours.”

He can’t breathe.

“Will you allow me?” you murmur, tilting your head the slightest bit and oh, he knows what's coming and he doesn’t want to stop it.

“Please.” he breathes, slamming his eyes shut, “Kiss me.”

Azul’s shaking hands find their way to your hips as if they were always meant to be there, pressed against your pants and brushing against the hem of your shirt. He sucks in a breath as your arms are draped around his neck, like a blanket of love coating him in warmth. His body does feel impossibly hot, and he wonders for a moment if you truly are magical.

His mouth feels dry so he wets his lips, and when your eyes flicker towards them at the movement he almost dies.

“Azul, it’s okay. We don’t have to do this if you don’t want to.” you murmur, softly and with so much understanding. It’s frustrating, how Azul wants every part of you and you’re willing to wait for him. You’re too good for him.

“I want to.” he whispers, pleading in a way that only someone as powerful as him can, “I want to kiss you, so please—”

Azul talks too much. You’re painfully aware of this fact and so is he. Maybe that’s why you shut him up and replaced his greedy pleas with the sound of soft kissing, but then again, Azul doesn’t need to know what other reasons you had for kissing him. The only reason he needs is your love.

Jade does not understand why it’s such a shock to you that he has yet to be kissed. You have seen him in his merform, you have fought him in his merform, and yet your brain cannot wrap around the concept that people find him terrifying. Really, you are an amusing one.

“The merpeople my age were scared of me, pearl.” he chuckles politely as you gape at him from across the Mostro Lounge table he seated you at hours before, “I had yet to be in a romantic relationship until you.”

“But you’re so handsome.” you huff, and it looks like you’re pouting, “Your peers have no taste.”

“Ah, or mayhaps your taste is an acquired one, my dear.” he smiles his closed-eyed smile, and revels in the amused snort his response elicits.

“We should kiss then.” you blurt, and Jade’s eyes fly open in surprise. You’re leaning across the table with shimmering eyes and a huge smile like you can’t wait to kiss him.

How peculiar.

“Do you want to be kissed?” he says, feigning surprise.

“By you? More than anything.” you say breathlessly, and Jade finds himself leaning into you to really take your breath away.

Floyd stares intently at your lips, brow furrowed and eyes narrowed. He looks like a predator about to pounce on its prey, and despite how cliche that comparison is for someone like him you can’t help but squirm.

“Floyd.” you say softly, and he snaps out of it when he meets your gaze, “What’s wrong?”

“Shrimpy. Wanna try something new.” he leans closer, his shadow falling over you as if to remind you how scary he can really be, “I want to kiss you.”

Oh.

“Well, that’s doable.” you feel your face grow warm at his insistence as your hands find their way to his lapels.

Floyd’s features soften as he leans into you, his bristling energy soothed by your hands on him, pulling him closer to give him what he wants. Your mouths connect and for a moment you find yourself wincing as his teeth bump against yours, but he pulls back just the slightest bit and presses into your mouth with his mouth, and you lean back and back and back until the only support you have is his arm holding you close.

“Love you Shrimpy.” he grins as he stops kissing you, giggling against your lips. His breath is warm and you feel like a sweet ice cream cone in summer with the way you melt against him.

“Again.” you huff quietly, and Floyd is all too happy to oblige.

Idia was not expecting to be thrown into a super hard boss level right off the bat. Seriously, what is this? Why did you always have to play with such gimmick stats that made no sense and never follow any specific trope?! It wasn’t good for his heart!

It wasn’t that he didn’t want you to kiss him, it was just so hard not to think about everything that could go wrong. Like what if he bit you by accident? What if he yawned or sneezed in your mouth? What was the last thing he ate? Where did he put his hands and how is he supposed to move his lips?!

“Idia, it’s okay. We can wait a little while longer. This isn’t something you can rush.” you rub your thumb over his cheek, always so gentle and tender and sweet and everything he never thought he would find.

“No, I want to. I just...don’t look at me like that!” he squeaks, ducking his head in his hoodie as the tips of his hair flare pink and red.

“Sorry!” you turn away and let him breathe, trying so desperately to calm down.

“Just...can it be a quick one?” he asks shyly, tentatively, and he hears you hum in satisfaction because he’s communicating and he knows you like it when he tells you what he wants.

“It can be anything you want.” you answer softly, and Idia slams his eyes shut and leans into you.

How you manage to make such normie things seem so nice is a mystery to him, but he doesn’t think he can ever get enough of your lips gliding across his like they were never meant to do anything but kiss him.

#auburn's fics <3 #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #disney twisted wonderland #twst #disney twst x reader #disney twst #riddle rosehearts x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #jade leech x reader #floyd leech x reader #idia shroud x reader #riddle rosehearts fluff #azul ashengrotto fluff #jade leech fluff #floyd leech fluff #idia shroud fluff

[maxsimagination]

𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚 - 𝙢.𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩

warnings: smut, soft dom!millie. 18+ under the cut

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it was a friday night during international break.

the whole team had been working hard during the week in preparation for the game against italy, which was on tuesday.

sarina had willingly agreed to let us have the majority of the day off, after a quick training session (which ended up being not-so-quick) before we retired to our apartments for the day.

i was in my own room, with girlfriend millie splayed out over my bed.

we’d only been together for five months, but she was almost never in her own room if she had the choice, preferring mine instead.

“mills, i’m bored can we do something?”

“sure, y/n/n. we can watch a movie?”

i scrunched my face at the option.

“can i pick?”

a soft smile graced millie’s lips.

“of course.”

she held out the tv remote which i happily took and clambered onto the bed with her.

it took me a while to find something that looked decent enough to watch, but we decided on a popular romcom.

i settled into the bed, curled into millie’s arms. the defender was taller, and older, than me so her body was like a shell to my own.

the movie played out in front of us, scene after scene.

i would never admit it, but i got a bit bored after a while. my head rested on millie’s shoulder, trying my hardest to stay interested in the film.

spoiler alert: that didn’t work.

so i shuffled my body around, trying to find another position that was comfortable. millie had no clue what i was doing, but grabbed my hips and pulled me down on top of her own.

“you gonna watch the movie or not, princess?”

“y-yes.”

her voice was deep and gravelly, which short-circuited my brain and gave my body the shivers. this was the first time i had this feeling, it gave me goosebumps and a weird sensation that pooled in my gut.

i wiggled around a little more, but the feeling only grew. millie took notice of my movements, manoeuvring me so she was resting against the headboard of the bed and i was sitting on her lap.

“are you okay, baby? you keep wriggling round.”

i could feel myself burn up at her words.

“‘m fine. just need to get comfortable.”

she gave me a knowing smirk, letting me go back to attempting to watch the movie but keeping her hands on my thighs.

for the next half hour, she was drawing patterns, squeezing and sliding her hands all over my thighs. she had to know what she was doing to me, the feeling in my gut was growing stronger.

“mills, please.”

i breathed out.

“please what, princess?”

“please touch me.”

i was nervous. i wanted her to touch me, she knew that. but what she didn’t know was that i was just as experienced in the sex department as a fish is at flying.

i was a virgin.

millie’s hands slid higher up my thighs, closer to the edge of my thin pj shorts.

“where do you want me to touch you?”

she was torturing me, she had to be. my cheeks were flaming from the embarrassment.

“mills, please don’t tease me.”

a flicker of sympathy could be seen in her eyes, and she didn’t ask me again. her hands went higher up until they slid under the waistband of my shorts.

i wanted this to happen, needed it even. but i was shit scared to let it happen.

“mills.”

i put my hands on hers, effectively stopping her in her tracks.

“what is it? do you want me to stop?”

her response was immediate.

“i just.. need to tell you something before we keep going.”

“you can tell me anything, y/n.”

deep breaths, in and out. i worked up the courage to finally tell her.

“i’ve never done this before. i’m a virgin.”

i mumbled the last word, but millie’s could still hear it.

there was a beat of silence, in which i looked up at millie, expecting to see disgust or some variation of anger. but instead she had a soft smile on her face.

“that’s perfectly fine, princess. we can take it nice and slow. if you need me to stop at any time, you just say so.”

i got butterflies in my stomach at her words, she was so soft and kind and caring.

i nodded along and millie slowly started moving her hands back up and down my thighs. she lifted one of her hands up to my chin, where she turned my head to face hers, placing a small kiss on my lips.

i got a little more confident, pulling her back in for a longer, more heated kiss, which then became a make out session.

“mills, you can take off my shorts.”

my voice was soft, nearly a whisper. but this was a big step for me, and millie knew it.

“you’re sure? we don’t have to.”

“i’m sure.”

i guided her hands up to the waistband of my shorts, letting her take control from there.

she knew what she was doing, flopping us over so i was laying on my back on the bed and she was hovering over me. again, she rested her hands on my waist with her fingers hooked in the waistband, giving me a questioning look.

i nodded at her, begging her with my eyes to just take them off.

it was slow and torturous, watching millie pull both my shirts and lacey underwear down but we finally got there.

“can i touch you?”

“yes, please millie, touch me everywhere.”

i knew she was trying to be considerate and check if this was okay, but i just wanted her to fuck me.

her large hands pulled my legs, spreading them apart and showing myself to her.

she started slow, dragging a finger through my already-wet folds, then two, then her tongue. i jolted at the sensation of her mouth in between my legs.

she had me weak with need as she lapped up the juices that seemed to be never ending from my pussy.

“m-millie please.”

i was moaning at her movements, she was sucking on my clit, while working her fingers upwards and into my hole. she set a slow but steady pace, pumping into me.

it didn’t take long before i needed more, my hips were rocking up to meet her thrusts.

she sucked harshly onto my clit, making me cry out. that quickly turned into another moan as she quickened her fingers’ pace.

it felt very sudden, one minute i was desperate for more, the next i was hanging over the very edge of my orgasm, begging to let go.

“i’m g-gonna cum, mills, please can i cum?”

with a flat stripe licked up from my hole to my clit, millie let out a gruff,

“cum, princess.”

and sucked harshly on my clit to push me over the edge.

it was pure ecstasy. pleasure. i was on cloud 9 and i never wanted to come down.

when i finally did float back to reality, my eyes were droopy and my limbs felt weak. i could see millie grabbing a cloth from the bathroom, before walking back over to me.

“well done, love. such a good girl for me.”

she cleaned me up before dressing me again, and we cuddled in my bed until i fell asleep.

#woso #woso x reader #woso community #woso smut #millie bright #millie bright x reader #millie bright imagine

[sribbles-drabbles]

I’m bored, so, fuck it!! The Obey Me! Brothers with fluff prompt 1:

“You know, I don’t think standing on a spinny chair was your best idea…”

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💙Lucifer💙

Crash-

That’s all the avatar of pride heard and needed to hear before bolting up from his desk and towards your room.

When he sees you on the floor, books from your top shelf scattered and your spinny chair spinning, he puts two and two together.

He immediately sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose in annoyance.

But then he smiles and laughs, helping you up and kissing any areas that are bruised.

If you’re really hurt he’ll give you medical attention.

And then his attention…

He’s determined to make you feel good after all~

AHEM

Makes sure you know how unsafe what you did was with a lecture.

He rewarded you before because it made him feel better. It was a small fall, but he was still genuinely worried.

He then tells you if there’s anything up high again to call him, and he’ll be more than happy to retrieve it for you.

“Next time, call to me dear. I’ll get anything for you, even of it’s just out of reach.”

💛Mammon💛

Listen, to date Mammon, you gotta be somewhat the same kind of idiot.

Thus when you stand on a spinny chair, his first instinct is to spin it.

And then you go flying off of it and onto the floor because he’s a DEMON and the man doesn’t know his own strength when he goofs.

You hit the ground and Mammon is a deer in headlights.

And then is a concerned puppy.

He runs over, and grabs you by the shoulders, shaking you and asking if you’re ok, all while giving you whiplash.

You have to yell at him and let him know your fine.

Then he looks even more like a hurt puppy.

Hug him and listen to him ramble as he apologizes.

He really never meant to hurt you, it was supposed to be funny!

Literally tears up out of worry, fear, and guilt. He knows your fragile and never wants harm to come to you.

“O-Oi!! I’m sorry, but no more standin on the spinny chair, got it!! I don’t want you to fall again…”

🧡Levi🧡

This man is having a heart attack.

He enters his room to see you standing on his spinny gamer cuhair and reaching for his manga on the highest shelf.

Immediately rushes over and asks you to get down.

When you look down at him and tell him you’re fine and just getting the manga, he gives you a terrified expression.

Wether he’s more worried for you or the manga is anyone’s guess.

He still holds the chair for you while you get the manga.

He then makes sure you get down ok.

He’ll ask you to NEVER do that again, saying you could’ve knocked over his manga, figures, or broken his chair.

You know that he was obviously more worried about you getting hurt though from the way he pulls you to his tub and hold you close, like you’ll disappear.

You really scared him, but he’s glad he made it here in time.

“D-Don’t do that!!! You could get r-really hurt!! And you could’ve broken my limited edition Ruri-chan figure!!”

💚Satan💚

He warned you not to stand on the spinny chair. You did it anyways and fell, thus his sympathy is minimum.

You had decided to use the spinny chair to reach a book on top of a precarious pile of books in Satan’s room.

In response, your boyfriend looks up from his book, and tells you it’s not a good idea, offering you his foot stool that he uses to get books instead.

If you laugh and tell him not to worry, he’ll eye you and sigh, telling you again that it’s not a good idea.

And then you fall.

He closes his book and stands up from where he was reading to go over to you.

If you’re really hurt, he’ll pick you up and bring you over to his bed where he’ll check you over.

If your pride is the only thing bruised, he’ll chuckle and help you to your feet, kissing you on your cheek with a “I told you so”.

Cuddles then ensue as he gets the book you wanted down, and you end up reading it together.

“I said standing on that chair was a bad idea, and you should know, i’m usually right.”

💕Asmo💕

“Hon what are you doing?! Wait, get down-!!”

When you hit the ground, you manage to land on Asmo who attempted to catch you, but failed miserably.

You’re relatively unharmed from your escapade of attempting to get one of Asmo’s beauty products off his shelf for him.

He was doing his makeup when he saw what you were doing behind him in the mirror and managed to rush over and break your fall.

Unfortunately, you’re now crushing him.

He cries about how much pain he’s in, and how he needs you to kiss every inch of him to make him better!!

Take your attention away from him for 2 seconds and he’ll pout and cry until he wins it back again.

After all, he is your baby, and you owe him for saving your life.

Treat him to a nice lunch out and whatever intimate activities he wants that night and it’s like it never happened.

But boy howdy he’ll milk you injuring him with your silliness for all it’s worth, not that your particularly upset by spoiling him.

“Ah!! I think you hurt my lips too in your fall!! My beautiful face….would you kiss it better, hon~?”

❤️Beel❤️

This man manages to actually catch you.

He’s so relived he was able to as well.

While trying to reach something up high in your room you climb on your spinny desk chair.

Beel looks away from the movie the two of you were watching and the third bag of popcorn he was eating, noticing you wobble.

He swallows his mouthful of popcorn before springing to his feet and dashing to catch you.

He obviously has quick reflexes as an athlete.

You land in his strong arms, and when you look up at him he looks worried but then exhales and gives you his signature soft, relived, smile.

Thank him and he’ll blush, saying he was just glad he was here to catch you.

You two then return to your movie, snacks, and some candy Beel fetched from his room as a treat.

Beel loves being helpful, and if he’s helpful to you, he couldn’t be happier. Keeping you safe means the world to him, even if he only saved you from a spinny chair.

“Woah!…..Are you ok…? Why don’t you join me for some more popcorn instead of climbing on that thing…”

💜Belphie💜

Probably encouraged the chair standing to begin with as a way to annoy Lucifer and stick it to the man.

Thus he holds the chair as you stand to keep it from moving out from underneath you.

Why are you on a chair in the middle of the living-room? Literally no reason aside for the aforementioned.

Belphie is cautious, but as you show off a little TOO MUCH and turn a little TOO FAST, you hit the ground, just barley missing your pillow loving boyfriend.

Belphie immediately turns to you and puts his beloved cow pillow beneath your head while moving the chair out of the way

Checks you over for injuries and then sighs in relif

Calls you an idiot but then curls into your side. That way if anyone asks you two can tell them you both decided to try sleeping on the floor.

Plans to annoy Lucifer long forgotten, you both opt to cuddle instead of standing on anymore spinny chairs.

“Our plan may have failed, but at least we get to cuddle together, even if it is on the dusty floor.”

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[imtryingbuck]

Black velvet

~ gif not mine credit to owner ~

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x fem!Reader

Summary: you and Nat are dating, recently you’ve been arguing really bad. 

Word count: 1370

Warnings: angst, swearing, Nat being a major bitch&a terrible girlfriend. Name calling bitch/slut. Accusations/confessions to cheating, past cheating

Translation: kotenok - kitten / милая девушка - beautiful girl

A/N: I’m leaving the ending the way it is so you can decide what happens

Masterlist

Dating the former Black Widow came with its fair share of ups and downs, for weeks - or if you’re really lucky a few months - the pair of you can both be happy and loving towards each other but then something would happen to annoy her causing her to take it out on you.

When it’s good, it’s incredible. The love she feels for you radiates off of her, the warmth in her arms could leave you warm all winter, her voice sounded like a melody. You loved it when everything was perfect.

When it was bad, oh it was terrible. You were often convinced she hated you, just by the way she looked at you. You didn’t have to touch her to feel the coldness coming from her, just standing across the room from her kept you frozen in place. Her voice always dropped a few octaves when she shouted at you, and some of the names she called you broke your heart over and over again.

Just like last week, you’d been arguing for the past few hours. At this point in this weeks argument you didn’t even know what started it. But what you did know is that it completely spiralled out of control-

“Oh stop fucking crying Y/n! It gets boring”

Not wanting to make her more angrier you try so hard to stop the heavy flow of tears.

“Why can’t you be normal huh? And answer me instead of sitting there and whimpering”

“I-I do-don’t know what I’ve do-done wrong”

“You was all over Steve!” She screamed, making you flinch “Be fucking normal Y/n, he doesn’t want you. Nobody does!”

“I-I was talking to him about growing up in Brooklyn, we were just tal-“

“You want to fuck him don’t you? You’re a fucking slut!” Throwing a vase at the wall, just inches away from your face causing you to scream in fear.

In the two years you’ve been dating, throughout all the arguments and her mood swings you have never been this scared off her.

The door comes flying open revealing Steve, Tony, Sam and Wanda.

“Oh the man of the hour!” Nat points at Steve chuckling to herself.

Steve and Wanda makes their way over to you “Come with me Y/n/n, it’s okay I promise” Wanda softly tries to coax you towards her.

“You leave with them Y/n it’s finished between us I’m done I mean it!” And the worst part of it all was that she was telling the truth.

You was torn between your heart and your brain. Heart wanted to stay because deep down you knew she loves you, but your brain was telling you this was your chance, this was your chance to get away from the mental anguish she was putting you through.

So you listened to the smarter one out of the two organs. Your brain.

With a shaky hand, you put yours into Wanda’s and stood up, putting one foot in front of the other, you walked out of the room.

The names Nat called you were more vile than the last, making you flinch at each word.

Just as you got down the corridor to the elevators you heard her screams, your heart ached at the sound and you almost turned on your heels to run back to her, if Wanda didn’t hold your hand in such a tight grip, you would of.

That night both Steve and Wanda took you home, even staying the night. They didn’t try and ask you about what had happened, because you still don’t know.

You were so grateful for the pair, felt terrible when you realised you were the reason they were out of bed.

The next morning Nat rang you and when you wasn’t picking up she was sending messages, all asking ‘where are you’ ‘are we still on for lunch’. Natasha always blacked out during arguments so when the next day came she didn’t remember anything, which nine out of ten times led to another argument because she was calling you a liar.

Later that day she came to your apartment, knocking on the door like a mad woman. Wanda got up to answer it, you could hear them two arguing from where you was sat. Nat pushed Wanda out of the way, just as Steve came out of the bathroom with a towel hanging on his hips. Another problem being was that you had, had a shower half an hour before Steve did…

“I fucking knew it! I knew you was fucking him. I shouldn’t be surprised really, it’s okay though kotenok I’ve been cheating on you since your birthday, I was late home remember? Yeah I was fucking Kylie” Kylie was a friend of yours who you knew since school. Your birthday was 5 months ago.

You didn’t even say anything, you just ran into the bathroom and emptied the contents of your stomach in the toilet.

Now a week on you haven’t seen or heard from Nat, Wanda did let you know that Kylie was always at the tower - you had asked her just to cause yourself more heartache. You also found out that everyone had fell out with your now ex girlfriend which pained your heart, you didn’t want any trouble between the friendship group.

Instead of putting one of the bags down to make life easier for yourself you continued to let yourself struggle to open the front door, when it finally unlocked you gave yourself a little cheer.

As you were putting things away in the fridge, head in the clouds, you couldn’t stop the scream from coming out when a cough came from behind you.

Turning round you sighed at the sight of Nat standing in front of you. “What are you doing here?”

“We need to talk”

“Nothing to talk about Natasha so please leave”

“Kotenok I lied to you, I didn’t cheat on you I swear! Not once”

Much to the redheads surprise you was always able to read her like a book but standing here in front of her, you couldn’t tell if she was telling the truth or not. And that scared you.

You had doubts about being in a relationship with Natasha not because she flirted with anyone with a pulse, or because she came home one night smelling of someone else but because she was Natasha Romanoff - beautiful, strong, independent, many more ways to describe Natasha and you was…well you. She could have had anyone but she choose you, so of course you had your doubts.

Six years prior to meeting her, your ex was standing in the kitchen of your old apartment saying the exact same thing. You apologised for overreacting then three days later you came home to an empty apartment, everything was gone - everything you worked so hard for was cleaned out. You later found out that you were correct in overreacting as she was cheating on you, and not only that but it was with Kylie’s now ex girlfriend and just to top it off, all the things your ex stole was sold to fund their new life together.

What scared you the most was if you forgave her and everything she said was false, you weren’t sure if you could trust any other human being ever again.

“Baby please say something”

“I-I don’t know what to say…”

“Anything Y/n”

“You knew about my ex, I told you that the woman she cheated on me with was Kylie’s ex so why, why would you make out that you was cheating on me with her?”

“I was mad, I see your hair still wet and then Steve coming from the bathroom only in a towel I-I got mad and said it”

“But why her? Why her out of all people?”

“Because…because she’s been helping me with something”

Your eyebrows burrowed in confusion. “Helping you cheat on me?”

“No no милая девушка, I-I, this isn’t what I had planned baby it really wasn’t but-“ Nat drops to one knee and pulls out a black velvet box “I love you Y/n always and I hope you’ll do me the honour of being my wife”

“I…”

~ banner credit goes to @sweetpeapod ~

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[svt-nari]

20230819 | weverse live 🌟

warnings: none, just nari talking to her beloved carats and having a great time. not proofread and not sure of how many words this is, i got a little carried away 😋

“hello~ how are you~?”, nari started her live, her voice soft as she had oreo on her lap. “i was bored and i missed you, so i decided to start this broadcast!”, she clapped softly, a smile on her face.

carefully, the girl brought a bowl of noddles and chopsticks on-camera and put it on the table in front of her, adjusting the phone so the bowl wouldn’t cover her. as the cat started to meow, nari’s hand went back to its fur to pet it once again.

“let’s talk, do you want to ask me anything?”, she asked, taking a bite of her food after. “hm… ‘did you see what happened with s.coupsie?’… well, yeah. i was there,” she took a sip of her water. “i was so scared when i saw it, like, it was so scary. i feel bad for him, i just got home from his house, i’m trying to help him feel better so you don’t have to worry too much!”, she giggled. “‘nurse nari is on the way!’, yeah, exactly! that should be my new nickname nowadays.”

she put her chopsticks on the table and got up briefly to get some napkins. as she sat down, she got oreo back on her lap and started to talk once again.

“i almost cried with cheollie, i felt so bad.”, she sighed, pouting a bit. “you know when you wish you could take the pain away from someone, and instead put it on you? yeah, i was feeling it.”, oreo jumped from her lap, making nari giggle. “i held his hand when he started to feel the pain, i was with him the entire time.”, the girl smiled softly.

she started to eat once again, humming when she ate a piece of meat out of the bowl. her cheeks got bigger as she chewed the food, making the 27-year-old look even more adorable — as if her bare-face, the glasses and the oversized shirt weren’t lovely enough already.

“i was so hungry, it’s my second meal today.”, she confessed, eating. “i know it’s wrong, but i forgot to eat until my belly was hurting.”, as she swallowed her food, nari cleaned her mouth. “‘don’t do that again, miss hwang!’, sorry, sorry! i promise i won’t!”, nari raised her hand in surrender.

getting the chopsticks back, nari took more bites of her food, glancing at the phone and giggling every once in a while, until she went back to answering the chat.

“‘how are you feeling about the upcoming tour?’”, she read out loud. “i’m excited, nervous and sad at the same time.”, nari sighed. “i don’t know how i feel doing it without coupsie, i mean, i didn’t like it before and it’s even worse now. coupsie is our- my rock, it’s weird without him.”, she pouted. “and i miss seungkwanie too, he makes me laugh whenever i’m down and not seeing him whenever i want is sad.”, oreo came back to her lap and nari waved his paw softly towards the camera. “hello~ i’m oreo~,” she giggled. “seungkwanie! hi! how are you, my baby boo?”

‘never say that again, hwang nari. but i’m fine, sorry for making you upset 😞’

“no! no, it’s not your fault! don’t feel sad.”, she pouted. “i just miss you, hope you are well and healthy! come back to me soon, i need to laugh more. the others’ attempts aren’t good enough.”

‘i know that im irreplaceable and don’t worry, i’ll come back soon! love you, stay healthy too! fighting~ ❤️’

“fighting, kwanie! drink lots of water, stay well~”, nari posed a heart for the camera and sent it a flying kiss. “it’s so fun when the members interact on my lives, i really like it!”, she drank her water once again. “take notes to those who never interacted…”, she glared at the camera playfully.

suddenly her phone started to ring, so nari quickly got it from the table to see who was calling her. unsurprisingly, it was her boyfriend – who never misses any of her lives.

“hello?”, she said, putting the phone on speaker. “say hi to our babies.”

“hi oreo, hi odie~,” seungcheol softly said.

“not those babies!”, nari whined. “to our carats, they already miss you!”

“hi carats!”, he giggled. “i already knew it wasn’t them, but i wanted to tease you.”

“you are so mean!”, she pouted. “see how he treats me, guys? he’s so mean, even when i care for him he’s a meanie!”

“don’t be like that, some minutes ago you were confessing how you can’t live without me~”, he teased her in a playful voice.

“you just called to tease me or what?”, she asked sassily, taking another bite of her food.

“no, no! when did you get so savage?”, he laughed and nari quietly sang in the background ‘oh my god, don’t you know i’m a savage?’ making him laugh once again – which made her laugh too. “whenever i call you in-front of a camera it’s always a mess.”

nari nodded, completely agreeing with his statement. the last time they did this, nari has tears in her eyes from laughing too much and her belly had started to hurt. she had to end the live because she wasn’t feeling too well due to her laughing fit.

“yeah, i still remember my bellyache…”, she sighed before brightening up once again. “kwanie passed by in the comments to say hi, did you see it?”, he hummed. “i miss him a lot.”, she pouted.

“i saw it, he misses you too, i’m sure.”, he comforted the young woman. “you really spoil him a lot, people will start to think that you like the maknaes more than me at this point.”

“well…”, she whistled. “that’s not exactly a lie…”

“ya!”, he whined. “and you have the audacity to say that i am a meanie!?”

nari giggled and threw her head back, the comments going crazy because of their interaction. though, the couple didn’t really pay them much attention as they were focused on each other — which made the moment a hundred times more cute.

“it’s funny to tease you.”, nari sighed, taking a quick sip of her water. “but you know i love you, coupsie~”, she said in a cute tone.

the man laughed, completely enamored on the other side of the phone. she was sure that his ears were red by this point.

“okay, okay. i guess i love you too…”, he pretended to fake gag, making nari scoff and him to release another giggle. “i’ll hang up for now, take care okay?”

“i should be the one to say that.”, she whined. “i’ll call you later, sleep well, it’s late~”

“you too, don’t stay up for too long.”, he yawned. “love you.”

“love you too.”, then she hang up the phone.

nari got up briefly once again to take her dishes to the kitchen, taking advantage to stretch her limbs as she’s been sitting for quite a long time and for the comments to die down a bit — their interaction got it going feral.

“i think i’m a bit tired now…”, she yawned. “will you be mad if i decide to end the live now? i promise to do another one soon and not stay too long without doing it again!”, she quickly added, remembering all the carats begging her for a live because it had been three months since her last solo one.

as she received positive reactions, nari interacted for three more minutes before calling it a day and deciding to end the live, getting oreo back on her lap to end it properly.

“bye bye, carats!~”, she waved his paw to the camera. “sleep well and take care, i love you~”, then, the screen darkened with the image of nari smiling as the background.

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#🪷: nari lives #🪷: nari + cheol #seventeen 14th member #seventeen female addition #seventeen female member #seventeen female oc #seventeen fourteenth member #seventeen oc #seventeen x oc #svt female member #kpop addition #kpop added member #14th member of seventeen #kpop female member #kpop!oc #kpop female addition #kpop original character #kpop female oc #idolverse #fictional kpop community #fictional idol community #fictional kpop oc #svt oc #svt x oc #🪷: svt’s nari

[goosewithtwoos]

YOU GET ME SO HIGH

Pairing: Rooster x Reader

Summary: Commercial flights probably shouldn’t scare naval aviators as much as they do so it’s best to find a distraction

“Are you seriously freaked out right now?” Rooster snorted.

You were sat, leaning back and gripping both arm rests like it would actually save you in the event of a crash.

“I don’t trust other pilots.” You gritted out, giving him a nasty side eye. “I’m not scared when I fly, I know I’m not going to crash.”

The plane dropped slightly, regular turbulence, but you still squeezed your eyes shut and bit your tongue. Rooster had to stifle a laugh as you whimpered. He placed his hand over yours and patted it in a reassuring manner.

“We’re at the front of the plane, if anything happens, we’ll jump first.” He joked.

Since you were both active and in uniform, the kind flight attendants had informed you there were two open seats in first class. You had initially declined but Rooster jumped on the opportunity and pulled you up front with him before you could protest.

“If we’re jumping, I’m using you as my landing pad.”

Rooster laughed openly at this. “When I said I wanted you on top of me, that wasn’t really what I had in mind.” He waited for you to open your eyes to shoot you a wink and you groaned.

Rooster had always been flirtatious. Ever since your days at the Academy, he’d been able to charm just about anyone and everyone he could sink his talons into. It was annoying at first but you eventually allowed it to grow on you.

“If this flight doesn’t kill us, I’ll kill you when we land.”

When the plane hit the 10,000 feet mark and reached cruising altitude, your grip had lessened.

You knew it was sort of an asshole move to take both of the arm rests but Rooster didn’t seem to mind. He sat back, arms folded over his chest and was starting absentmindedly at the screen in front of him.

“You know they have headphones, right?” You asked, noticing he didn’t even have the closed captioning on. “You don’t have to watch it in silence.”

“Shhh…” He muttered, never taking his eyes from the screen. “This is the best part.”

No, it in fact was not the best part. The movie was boring and soon enough the flight attendants were coming around to take drink orders.

When they came to you, you asked for a water and blanket since you’d be flying cross country. Rooster ordered a cocktail, using his stupid smile to get the attendant to also throw in a few extra shot bottles.

“You know they charge for those.” You scolded.

“Jeez, of course I know that.” He said, rolling his eyes. He pulled his wallet from his side pocket and grabbed a card in a fluid motion. “Amex reimbursement, baby.”

You shook your head, both disappointed and unsurprised he had a Platinum card. He’d probably jump at the chance of a Black card if it presented itself.

The flight attendants came back, handing you your water and blanket along with Roosters drinks. He thanked them kindly and you wanted to gag at his sincerity.

He popped off two of the caps from the shot bottles and handed you one.

“To not dying.” He said, raising his in a toast.

You rolled your eyes, raising your glass nonetheless. “To not dying, yet.” You agreed and threw back the shot. It burned but you kept yourself from making a face. You didn’t want to give him anything more to make fun of.

You looked at Rooster, finding that he was watching you before taking his own shot.

“Ah,” he said, sticking out his tongue as the alcohol slid down. Your face burned and you knew it wasn’t from the drink.

You didn’t think you really had a thing for men sticking out their tongues but something about Rooster doing it made you clench your thighs.

Any and all feelings of arousal quickly left your body when the plane shuddered and dropped again. The seatbelt sign came on and you didn’t need to be told twice. Hell, you’d put two of them on if Rooster would be kind enough to give you his.

“I didn’t realize you were this jumpy.”

The plane tilted and you grabbed for the arm rests again. The one on your left was open while the one on the right was taken by Rooster. Regardless, you clasped your hand over his wrist and took deep breaths.

He turned his hand around and snaked his fingers through yours. You had half a mind to pull away but the contact felt good.

You looked around to see if anyone else was as scared as you were only to find almost the entirety of the first class cabin was asleep. It made sense - the Navy had put you on a 12:30am red eye and you weren’t meant to land in Florida for another 3 1/2 hours - but it still surprised you that people were somehow able to sleep through the turbulence.

“You gonna try to sleep?” Rooster asked, leaning over to you. His breath against your neck made your mind short circuit for a moment.

“I don’t think I can sleep…” You muttered back, bringing your legs up onto the seat and turning towards him.

Your hands were intertwined still and you knew from every angle it looked like the two of you were a couple. You had to think of quadratic formulas to keep yourself from blushing.

“You want some help calming down?” He asked, running his thumb over the back of your hand.

Not even the most difficult of equations could keep you from blushing at that. He took his thumb and pressed down at the base of your wrist, feeling how your pulse was steadily increasing.

“You really are scared, huh?” His voice was deep and you knew he had you like a deer in headlights.

“Shut up…” was all you could say back. He was such a jerk.

“Switch seats with me.” He said, pulling his hand from yours and taking off his seatbelt.

The idea of removing your seatbelt seemed like a bad idea but you followed regardless and quickly switched places. Maybe Rooster had the right idea when getting into first class, the added room made the switch much easier.

Once in your seats, you secured yourself, pulling your legs back up and waited for Rooster to sit down. The moment he was buckled in, you reached out for his hand. He allowed you to take it, smirking to himself at how desperate you were for contact.

He placed the blanket over you and leaned across the seat. He motioned towards his arm and you took the hint to lean against him.

Still holding his hand, you felt more at ease and found the way his arm moved with each breath was surprisingly comforting. Of course, you’d never tell him any of this and would swear to your grave that your heart was racing simply due to the fact that the plane was bouncing again.

“How’re you doing?” He asked, eyes traveling across your curled up body.

“Been better.” You replied, curling deeper under the blanket.

Rooster hummed and brought your hand over to his side. He pressed the back of you hand to his chest, allowing you to feel his heartbeat through the uniform. Much to your surprise, his heart rate was rapid. Your mouth opened slightly in shock. How could he be so scared and yet look so calm?

He took your conjoined hands away and allowed them to fall back on your side, grinning lop sided.

Your hands were suspiciously close to your upper thigh but with the blanket covering, you knew he hadn’t put them there on purpose.

Or so you thought. His fingers danced across your leg, over the blanket, but somehow exactly where you wanted him.

You shot him a look, trying to figure out what game he was playing. Rooster wasn’t even looking at you, his head was turned towards the aisle, checking for anyone awake.

His finger caught on the blanket and pulled it down. You had half a mind to pull you hand from his grip, swaddle yourself in the blanket, turn away and never speak to him again but the other half was much more pleasurable.

“You want a distraction?” He asked, still not looking at you.

You couldn’t bring yourself to answer, nervous that your voice would betray you, so you opted for nodding vigorously.

He quickly pulled his hand from yours, raising the armrest and scooting close to you. The blanket was placed over both of your laps, covering whatever was going to happen.

You looked up at him, trying to figure out exactly what he was playing at but couldn’t make sense of anything.

Your eyes met and your mouth went dry. Rooster had a glint in his eye that should have made you shove him away but instead, you found yourself inexplicably drawn in. You had known he was stunning before but something about him in the dim cabin lights gave him a halo like glow.

His strong hand found your thigh, running up and down. It was a gentle movement, almost innocent, but as his hand traveled further upwards, you knew it was anything but.

Your breath hitched as his fingers slipped beneath your belt and began toying with the zipper.

“Rooster…what are you doing?” Your mind was racing with questions but you knew you couldn’t ask him to stop.

“Distracting you.” He said, leaning into the crook of your neck. “Unless you don’t want me too…” He playful added, taking himself away.

You grabbed his wrist and put his hand back to your fly, locking eyes with him. “Distract me.”

He went to work quickly pulling down your fly and pressing two fingers against you. It wasn’t a great angle and the touches were much more teasing than you wanted them but fuck - it felt good.

You quickly undid your belt and the buttons, allowing for Roosters hand to gain more real estate.

He glanced down, making sure your lap was still covered by the blanket and then back over to the other passengers.

His eyes would look anywhere but at you and the sight of him acting as if he didn’t have his hands down your pants, fingers playing with your clit made you want to moan out.

Figure eights were drawn over your panties and it took almost everything in you to not buck your hips up into him. Thankfully, the seatbelt did help a little but you were almost willing to take it off at this point.

His fingers pushed your panties aside and you grabbed his wrist at the sudden change of intensity.

“Want me to stop?” He asked, finally turning his head to look at you.

Slowly, you let go of his wrist, allowing yourself to moderate your breathing. He swiped a finger between your folds and made a noise in the back of his throat.

“Jesus, you’re so wet. Do I really get you this hot and bothered?”

You blushed a magnificent red and ducked your head into his arm in shame. “Adrenaline gets me going. It happens when I fly.”

Those words seemed to spur him on. Two fingers quickly inserted themselves into you and you bit down on his sleeve to stop yourself from making a noise.

“You get horny when you fly? God damn I might have to be your RIO sometime then, doll. We’d see how well you could fly with me right behind you.”

You wanted to make a witty comeback, tell him off about how he couldn’t make it one day as a RIO or that you’d purposely g-lock, but when his thumb found your clit, you whined against him.

His sleeve was still in your mouth and you could feel the tears welling in your eyes as you kept quiet.

From any other angle, it looked like you were just sleeping on him, a cute little moment. Except this was anything but.

His fingers quickened and curled upwards, hitting your g-spot. The movement of his thumb never lessened and the fear of getting caught mixed with the planes jerky movement made you clench around him.

“Brad…Fuck - Bradley.” You whined against him.

His other hand clenched his thigh, trying to keep himself from taking you right there in front of everyone. He had half a mind to join the mile high club in the first class bathroom but he knew your first time together was going to need a little more room than it had to offer.

When his fingers had stretched you well enough, he added a third. You bucked at the sudden intrusion.

“Please, Bradley.” You whined out, gripping at his arm. You weren’t sure if you wanted him to go faster or slower but you knew the pace he was going at was maddening.

“You’re so loud.” He complained with a roll of his eyes. “Find a way to shut yourself up.”

Rude. You thought. So you settled for biting down on his arm.

He hissed in pain and pulled you away from the back of your head. The pull of your hair was slightly painful but the look in his eyes made it worth it.

The grip on your hair relinquished and settled upon your jaw. He forced your lips open with his thumb and rudely pressed it against your tongue. You moaned out, sucking the digit.

He looked back, making sure no one had been watching the lewd scene, before turning his attention to you again.

“That’s it.” He muttered, looking down on you with hooded lids. “Good girl.” He drew out the ‘o’ in good and you had to keep yourself from cumming right then and there.

His fingers felt so much better than yours ever had. Like he somehow knew exactly how to please you. Your head was swimming and you felt drool pool in the corners of your mouth as he worked his thumb in and out of your mouth.

“So pretty…” He said more to himself than anyone else.

The coil in your abdomen was tightening and ready to snap. Somehow, he seemed to know and increased the pressure on your clit.

Your orgasm ripped through you and you couldn’t help but cry out at an embarrassingly loud volume.

Thankfully, by some miracle act of the universe, the plane dropped at the same time and a lady behind you who had been sleeping also yelped, being rudely awoken by the movement.

Rooster slowly pulled his fingers from you, fluids coating them. You watched in both horror and intrigue as he brought them to his lips, sucking them clean.

The thumb that had been in your mouth was pulled away and wiped on his pants. Oh, of course. Of all things to wipe on his pants, it would be your spit.

You stared at him, trying to understand just exactly what he was playing at.

He lightly patted you thigh, eyes darting down to your fly then back up at you. You got the memo and quickly fixed yourself.

“You feel better now?” He asked with a devious smirk.

You groaned, placing your head back onto his arm. “Yes…” You grumbled.

He seemed pleased with himself.

“You know…” He started. “I’m intrigued about what you said earlier.” You pulled your head away from him, trying to remember what you could have said. “Flying makes you horny, huh?”

You nodded, unsure of where this was going.

“Looks like I’ll just have to get you alone post-flight.”

#rooster smut #rooster x reader #top gun smut #bradly bradshaw #bradly bradshaw smut #bradly bradshaw x reader #bradley bradshaw #bradley bradshaw smut #bradley bradshaw x reader #rooster x reader smut

[thewrothode-if]

Are you still doing the prompts? If so could you give us “Are you going to kiss me again or do I have to do it myself?” Or “I think I’m falling in love with you” for Thyra? Thanks!!

The rustle of the leaves is the only sound you hear apart from your managed shallow breath. The reindeer chews at the grass below meters from where you sit. You and Thyra had scared it away from its herd moments before and now, you crouch behind a tree attempting to catch your breath, though not loudly enough to scare the reindeer away and fan the flames Thyra had so desperately tried to restrain.

You take a breath that seems too ideal to relish, immediately eyeing Thyra. Her jaw clenches, tightening then releasing. She squints sharply at you, a warning to hush. You nod slowly, turning to the reindeer before she can notice the smile forming on the edges of your lips. It seems the reindeer doesn’t know you’re here. If it did, it would have run away by now. Before that can happen, Thyra lifts her bow, slowly and calculated, following the path she marked in her head to avoid rustling the leaves in front.

Her left palm faces you, open and waiting for an arrow. You take one out your quiver, making sure to hold the contact of her skin when handing it over. You feel a shiver run through her and she freezes, shooting you a glare before snatching the arrow a little too vociferously. Her breath is as shallow as yours was seconds ago and her hand shakes with the absence of the steadiness she always owns.

You can’t help but smile, the need to feast gone from your mind. As she focuses on her target, you lean towards her, the tension in her shoulders rising the closer you get. Just as she’s ready to release the arrow, you blow and the arrow goes flying, but not in the direction she had planned for. Both of you stare at the reindeer that takes this chance to run, but only you follow it with a proud smile on your lips.

Thyra huffs, standing. “Are you a crown idiot?”

Your smile grows. “This waiting was a bore.”

Her lips rise into a snarl, though her tone far from angry. “You’re a bore.”

You chuckle, walking towards her with a slow teasing step as she finds herself backed into a tree. “Oh stop! I might fall for you if you keep insulting me like that, I quite like it.”

Her brows fly up and her lips press together. She doesn’t say anything, but her shallow breath returns. You find yourself comfortable with your arms placed between her, the skin of your palms digging into the tough bark behind. You lean close enough to see the details of her eyes, she inhales, waiting for you to do the very thing you choose not to do.

“Are you going to kiss me or do I have to do it myself, Thyra?”

She swallows and tilts her head forward with hidden eagerness.

#I went too hard into this #hope you like it! #scenario-ask #thyra #/ #interactive if #interactive game #interactive fiction #interactive-if

[azamitetsuya]

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Yan!Mitsuya x F!Reader x Yan!Hakkai~

Warning ⚠️

Stalking~

Slight gore~

This is timeskip so 😗 Enjoy!

🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪🔪

It was a normal summer day. The weather was nice. The sun shining, but something felt off to you. You couldn’t quit put it. Ever since you woke up this morning you had the feeling of being watched. Now at work that said feeling didn’t go away. The icy feeling of eyes constantly on you made a chill go down you’re spine. The feeling didn’t go away until two of your favorite customers walked through the door. Hakkai Shiba, the famous model and Takashi Mitsuya, his equally famous fashion designer friend.

“Morning Princess.” The soothing voice of the lavender haired male spoke. They always made your nerves go away.

“Morning Taka-chan! Hakkai-kun! What can I get you two today?” You spoke cheerfully. They smiled, hearing their names out of your mouth felt…… amazing to them.

“Two coffee’s, a breakfast sandwich and….. hm.~ What do you recommend today Princess?” Mitsuya spoke again. Your eyes traveled to the taller male who shuffled awkwardly in his stance. You found it adorable that even he, a big time model, still got flustered in front of girls.

“Mitsuya. You ask the same question each and every day. You already know what’s on the menu.” You said deadpanning. He smiled gently at you. He loved how you never treated them differently cause of their higher status. It was refreshing. Compared to the sluts that threw themselves at them, whether it be for their looks, money or what have you, you were such a pure soul.

“We just love hearing your opinion is all. Somethin wrong with that?” He asked with a grin that can make any girl swoon. You sighed. It’s not like you haven’t told them a million times.

“I recommend (F/B/F). I always recommend it.” You replied making him nod.

“Then you know we’ll take it.” He said matter a factly. You nodded and went to the back to start the order. Meanwhile with the two friends, there were so giddy about you making them more food.

“Taka-chan? When are we gonna tell her?” Hakkai said with a slightly worried face.

“Not now Hakkai. We have to gain her trust first.” Mitsuya said, but soon Snickers from a group of guys at a table. “Tch. Can’t these assholes shut up while we’re talking about our love?” Him and Hakkai glared at the small group before the sweet sound of your voice spoke to them.

“Two coffees, a breakfast sandwich and one (F/B/F) to go. Anything else boys?” You asked with a sweet smile.

“No that’s it princess. Thanks.” Before he walked out. Hakkai suddenly grabbed your wrist making your eyes widen.

“Dove….. Don’t smile like that for anyone else….. ok?” He commented more then asked. After, he left and you stood there stunned. Hakkai’s never acted like that before.

Now it was the end of your shift and you were walking home after a especially stressful day at work. Once again that feeling of being watched creeped up your spine. Stopping in your tracks, you decided to be bold and look back slowly. Two dark figures standing still was what greeted you. You nearly pissed yourself at the sight. One was taller then the other but both seemed male in stature which really made you scared. And so you did what any rational person would do and sprinted home. The two figures watched as you sprinted home, forgetting about your usual route which made you pass down an alley.

“There…. Now those jackasses won’t bother her.” One of them said to the taller male.

“Let’s go teach those bastards not to mess with what’s ours Taka-chan.” The taller male said as a dark aura surrounded him.

“Come on Hakkai.” Mitsuya said and started walking to the alley where the group of boys were waiting for you.

“Damn where is she?” One said as he sat on the box nearby.

“Don’t know but I’m getting bored.” Another said, as his back faced the alley’s entrance. A sudden hit to his head made him fly to his two other friends.

“Huh?! Who the hell- ……” A bat pointed at the male as Mitsuya and Hakkai stood above them.

“Well.~ Waiting for someone guys?~” Mitsuya sang while smirking down at them.

“Sorry but she ain’t comin. You’ll have to play with us.” Hakkai said bringing the bat above his head, knocking all three males out.

Heyo! Azami here! Let me know if I should make this a serious or not! Thanks for reading this one shot! Bai Bai!

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers yandere #mitsuya takashi #hakkai shiba #tokyo revengers hakkai #yandere

[undinegeist]

don’t want to live without you

-xx-

Johnny

-xx-

“Hey.” She speaks first; I’m scared, cold, shaking, outside and inside.

“Hey.”

“How was the fest?”

“Great, yeah. I’m…I’m exhausted, it was so crazy, but it was awesome too.”

She grins, and I melt, though I try not to show it.

“I saw one of the streams…you’re done collecting bras for real?”

I’d stopped doing that for Gretchen’s sake when we got back together, not caring that it made me look uncool; it was force of habit more than anything, plus it made me less of a dinosaur…Y/N’s always had a different way of thinking though.

“Are you disappointed?” I can tell she’s something that isn’t nice.

“Yeah, but…just a little.” She laughs, makes a square with her fingers, sort of nervous, but I feel something warm inside. “I like you, I just…want you to have fun. Refusing bras sounds boring.”

“I’ll…I’ll keep that in mind for the next tour.” All I can hear, though, are the words ‘I like you,’ on endless repeat in my head.

“Cool…I’ll watch for that.”

“Maybe…maybe you’ll be watching from side stage.”

Her eyes glitter, and my heart’s beating so hard, I feel dizzy with it…I’m caught between wanting to slip the words back in and the thought of holding her.

“Only if you’ll let me keep them.” She smirks…and then she’s hugging me; I feel like I could fly, better than any high.

-xx-

Y/N

-xx-

He feels different, skinnier, but underneath that, I missed him so much I don’t care that he’s dressed to the nines, wearing things I’d twist my nose at…I’ll still twist it, but never hard enough to hurt him.

“I…I really missed you.” He has his fingers in my hair, but I don’t mind, unlike with most people.

“I missed you, too.”

He sighs. “Why didn’t I ask you to come with me?”

I move back just enough to look up at him, resting my chin on his chest. “Because we’d just gotten fucked out of our minds and had things to sort out before we did whatever it is we’re going to do.”

“So…we’re going to do it? You still want to?”

If this was before, I’d run from the breaking in his voice, chase it with a high, fuck whoever I could find to pretend I didn’t want him…I know there’s no way around it now, even if it scares me, even if one of us goes before the other…I can never let him go, no matter how hard I try.

“I don’t want to live without you.”

He shivers, moves closer. “Is it cheesy if I kiss you?”

“Let’s give our audience what they want.”

-xx-

Johnny

-xx-

She smirks, and I can’t take it, I’ve waited so long…she moves first, though, faster than me, and it barely seems to matter that I’m too tall for her; she reaches most of the way on her own, and then our tongues are flicking past each other’s, and it feels like we’ve never done this before.

-xx-

Maya

-xx-

Elias sighs, and I turn to follow his eyes; Johnny and Y/N kissing, thankfully not in the limelight this time…the damage control before was the worst.

“I guess it’s finally happening, huh?”

“Did you ever think it wouldn’t? After the shenanigans at the pool in the UK…”

“That was what I thought would kill it. Plus…I thought it’d be Lily, not Y/N.”

I shudder. “Thank God it’s not Lily.”

He nods, but he’s distracted. “Well…I guess he’ll need a new assistant.”

“No, I won’t.”

He comes out of nowhere, arm around her, and though I’m not surprised, Elias starts.

“You’ll be giving me a heart attack, moving like that, kid.”

He’s laughing, patting Elias on the shoulder. “Sorry, sorry. I’ll be louder next time.”

“That’s the only thing I miss from your wasted days…we could all hear you coming a mile away.”

Johnny rolls his eyes, but he’s smirking. “Thanks. Listen…we’re gonna duck out for a minute.”

“To go where?!”

“Nowhere dangerous, promise.” Y/N looks him straight in the face, and that calms him; he’s always trusted her when it comes to Johnny, though his eyes narrow a moment later.

“You’re not getting matching tattoos, are you?”

The look in both their eyes give them away; Elias is going red in the face, and honestly, it’s funny.

“It’s Christmas Eve, we’re in the snow, where are you even going to find someone at this hour?! If you make them visible, how will we explain it when you’re seen together working, it’s…”

“El, please…” Oh God. They look too amused; I’m worried. “Come on. Johnny has a million tattoos, what’s one more?”

“Plus, we’ll be getting them somewhere with restricted access.” He does something with his tongue that has me trying not to laugh - or gag - though Elias only goes redder.

“Not on your asses!”

They’re laughing as they leave, passing Adam and Janis out the door, gone, though Elias is still sputtering like their mad old grandpa…

“What is going on here?” Adam, as ever, is puzzled, staring after them…and their held hands.

“They’re going out to get matching tattoos! On Christmas Eve!”

The indignation. I can’t hold it any longer; I’m laughing as he goes on a tirade, completely unnecessary, part of his charm. One of my favorite things about him.

“Wow. Never thought I’d see that happen.”

“I did.” Janis pipes up.

“Of course, of course you did, my love. So perceptive.” She hits him for his sarcasm, and somehow, he’s chasing her around the house.

I turn to Elias. “Well.”

He shakes his head. “I don’t know what to do with all these damn kids.”

“Wait til the rest get here.”

He side-eyes me. “You’re the Devil, woman.”

“Nah, I’ll help you with them.”

“Thank you.”

We go to the kitchen, get started on dinner…before long, Vivian’s mother is helping, and then so is Vic; the house is full, Johnny and Y/N get back from the tattoos they refuse to speak about or - much to Elias’ relief - show.

Eventually we all sit down to eat, and it feels strangely safe…a place I never expected to get, with all these people who have suddenly become a better family than the one I came from.

#johnny faust #johnny faust x reader #andy black x reader #andy biersack x reader #american satan #paradise city

[orii-blogs-stuff]

“Mother?” Charlotte asked. “Where are we going?”

“We are going to a very fun place.” Riya said as they walked towards the gardens. “Remember how I said Uncle Shuu and I were thinking of how boring it must be for you two to be sitting around all day?”

“We were not bored, Mother.” Detlind said. “We are very happy reading the books you gave us or talking to Auntie Maria about fashion.”

“Yes but staying inside isn’t good for a growing child like you two, you need exercise and stuff.” She couldn’t remember all the points for why playing outside was very important for children, she just knew it was very important for children. Riya tugged her cloak tiger and gimanced, maybe it was a bad idea to be doing this in winter but YOLO right? Besides, it wasn’t even snowing, the children would be fine.

Probably.

Oh well, their immunity needed to be built up anyways, not like vaccines exist here. 

They walked past the rose garden and past the large lake until the came to a small clearing where a children’s playground had been recently built, it had all the usual things a child enjoyed like like swings and slides and monkey bars and other weird additions like a netted bridge (Shuu’s idea) made of rope and a ‘flying fox’ which looked a bit stupid and didn’t look like something a five year old would enjoy but Shuu heard from Harry it was one of his favourites when he was small so Shuu decided to add it.

“Wow~” Charlotte said looking at the multi-coloured playground (it honestly looked like that weird elephant from inside-out vomited all over everything).

“Oh my!” Detlinde said. “Oh lovely, what is it?”

Riya was a bit confused. “What do you mean ‘what is it?’ It’s a playground!”

Detlinde seemed to sink back into herself after Riya’s little outburst, fuck. Ok she needed to fix this. “Hey, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to yell at you…”

“...Ok…” Detlinde said. Riya felt so bad for what she’d done, she felt heartbroken .

“What Detlinde means to say is.” Charlotte said. “Is how do we ‘play’ with these equipment?”

Riya took one last look at Detlinde and tried to answer Charlotte’s question, “Well why don’t I show you?” She first took them to the swings first, “This are the swings, I love them because when I’m on them I feel like I’m flying.” Charlotte’s and Detlind’s attendants helped them get onto the swings and Riya ordered them to push gently (to not scare them).

“Wow-” 

“Ahh~!” 

“Fun isn’t it?” Riya asked as the attendants started to push the swings harder and harder.

“Yes!” Charlotte said. “Thank you, Mother~”

“Thank you Mother~!” Detlinde said, her face happy, like she wasn’t scared of Riya a few minutes ago.

That reminded her… “Didn’t you two have anything like this back in your duchies?”

“No~!” Charlotte said.

“I heard~! There is one~ In the Commoner~ Side of the city~!” Detlinde said mid-swings. “At least~ That’s what~ Wolfram~ Told me~.”

“Your big brother?~” Charlotte questioned.

“Yes~!” Detlinde said, “When Mother~ Was too busy~ With Alstede~ He would sneak away~ To see the~ City~! And saw~ Commoner children~ Playing on~ Swings~! But never went close~ Incase~ Someone noticed~ And recognised~ Him~!”

That was… Quite heartbreaking to Riya, a child seeing other children playing, but couldn’t join in.

“My Lady.” Sophia said. “You are going to be late for your evening tea with Lord Debajoti.”

Oh right! They had adda today didn’t they?! “Make sure the children don’t get hurt and get home safely after playing.” Riya ordered Charlotte’s and Detlinde’s attendants.

“Ofcourse, Lady Projookta.” Roseina, Detlinde’s attendant said.

“I shall do as you say, Lady Projookta.” Vanessa, Charlotte’s attendant said.

Riya nodded. “Let’s go, Sophia.”

They walked all the way to the castle, to Deb’s room, they were just at his door when they noticed Shuu coming out of Deb’s room. “Hello Riya.” Shuu said. “Haven’t seen you in a while.”

“Shuu~!” Riya smiled. “It’s been a busy few days you know? Showed the children the playground and they seem to love it a lot.”

“I’m glad.” Shuu said. “What are you doing here?”

“Oh you know.” Riya said, “Here for our bi-weekly adda, what about you?”

“Came for work related stuff.” Shuu replied. “I should be off, more work to do, nice seeing you, bye.”

“Bye.” Riya said as she walked past him, Sophia opened the door for her, “Deb?” Riya asked, “ Kee Cholche ? (How’s it going?)” She asked as she sat down on the sofa.

“ Cholche. (It’s going.)” Deb said, “ Khoob bhalo cholche, Shuu eshecheelo ei ektoo age or budget barabe (It’s going great, Shuu just came in a few seconds ago to see if he could increase his budget.)”

Looked like RIya wasn’t the only one. “I see… Ar keo eshecheelo? (Did anyone else come?)”

“ Sobai mota moti. (Everyone almost.)” Deb said with a sigh. “Jayden, Melissa, Valerie, Sally, Harry, even Max came!”

“ Dosh dite parish na oderke. (You can’t blame them.)” Riya said as Deb’s attendants brought in tea. “ Ora shoodu funds secure korche, jane na toi teektak funds deebee ki na (They’re just trying to secure their funds, they don’t know you well enough to know if you’ll give them the money they need or not or might have to negotiate if there isn’t enough money to go around.)”

“True.” Deb said. “Money is such a problematic factor isn’t it? Doesn’t seem to be enough of it most of the time.”

“But can’t make more either or raise the prices of everything and you’re back to square one.” Riya nodded.

#my writing #ascendance of a bookworm #excerpts #a drop of existential horror

[lizthewriter]

💖  for harry potter universe please? if you have the time? (also i adore your writing!)

my name is emma, i’m bi and i’m an extrovert (entp according to myers briggs). my hobbies are reading, playing soccer and writing poetry. i’m also a very bad artist and enjoy pottery for fun (and not for the end result which is always a mess lol). another hobby of mine, if it counts as a hobby, is debating with people about almost anything. i just love a good debate and love going back and forth on a topic for hours.

in my friendships i am down for anything and will do anything for my friends. even though i’m typically the one getting us into trouble because i truly will try anything once and tend to act without thinking it through fully. i’m also just a huge talker and can talk my way into and out of anything. but if a friend needs me i will drop everything to be there for them. i missed a final exam once to fly to see one of my friends when her boyfriend dumped her. and i would do it again lol. much to the chagrin of my parents.

other details…. my style is fairly feminine with lots of skirts and silk dresses and ballet flats. my dream city to live in is marseille and my dream profession is to be a writer and somehow make money with poetry and novels. i’m studying philosophy and french at school. i barely sleep because i wake up every morning at 6 and can’t fall asleep until late in the night. i love cooking new recipes and baking for friends.

my love language to others is giving them gifts. my love language to receive is quality time. i can be pretty guarded romantically and use humor as a coping mechanism and it can take a long time to actually know me. i’m slow to trust and i’ve never had a long relationship bc i always end up breaking up with them around the three month mark. i just get kind of scared of commitment and love. (even though i do want those things.)

also according to all the tests and quizzes i am either a slytherin or a ravenclaw. i can never decide which fits best. though i do have intense ambition and tend to be an all or nothing type of person. like while i do get great grades and have never failed a class, i am so bad at actually studying and i tend to procrastinate until the last minute and still get an a. so i’m not quite studious but i am smart. and a little conceited sometimes which definitely doesn’t ever help me.

i hope this is enough? or not too much? i tend to be too much so sorry if this is.

hey emma! gosh, i . . . . the way i read this and immediately thought to myself, wow this girl is so much like me 💀 especially with the apologizing for being too much at the end 😭😭 before i start, unprecedented rant: please don't ever apologize for being too much. one, you gave me the perfect amount of detail about you, absolutely what i was looking for! two, never let anyone make you feel bad for "being too much" or "talking too much," there is no such thing, only people who are boring and have no personality don't like talkers 🙄 you seem like a really nice person <33 DON'T LET THE HATERS GET YOU DOWN!!

anyways, moving on 🙃 honestly, i can see you with either theodore nott or pansy parkinson, but mostly theo. in any case, you're definitely in a enemies-to-lovers or friends-to-lovers scenario.

with theo, you guys start out as great friends who tend to have a lot of witty banter amongst each other. most likely you met through some sort of study group or through mutual friends and began to bond that way. theo would for sure be the first to fall for you - he loves a girl who can rebuttal his arguments and debate with him without just giving up when they don't win the argument. he appreciates your wit and ambition, as well as your soft side. he probably first fell in love with you when you dropped everything to be there for him on a bad day, and subsequently, he later admired his feelings for you in a similar situation.

theo's not good with his emotions in any way, shape, or form - so he never admits when he's feeling down. procrastinating your upcoming exam, you decide to go hang out with theo in his dorm. but you find the dorm empty at first, with no one in sight. you call our for theo's name, and search all around the dorm before turning towards the bathroom. the door was closed, but it was obviously occupied because of the shadow and light coming out of it. you knocked on the door. "theo, are you in there?" you hear a small "no" in response, followed by a sniffle. "i can't come in cause i don't know if you're... indecent or whatever. please, let me in?" there's a silence after that, one that concerns you a worrying amount, but soon you hear him and get off the floor and open the door. you expect him to let you in, but as soon as your in his sights, he throws his arms around your neck. he's an abysmal mess, his hair tusseled (more than usual), his eyes red and puffy. you can feel the shoulder of your shirt become stained with your tears. at first, it's the shock that causes you to sit in there before wrapping your arms around him and rubbing his shoulders comfortingly. "what's wrong?" at his silence, you tell him to take his time and lead him over to the bed, sitting him down and hugging his side. you sit there for a long time before he explains to you that today was the day his mother died. you never knew he didn't have a mother, let alone that she was dead. "god i'm so sorry, really theo . . . i didn't know." so the two of you sit there for a good long while, his face buried in the crook of your neck while you rub his shoulders, not caring for the burning pain growing in your fingers. theo needs you right now. and in the end, after who knows how long, he sits up and looks at you. his expression is so odd, you don't know what to think - it honestly makes you nervous trying to understand what he's thinking about. he abruptly blurts out, "will you go out with me." it was more a statement then anything and so unexpected you started to laugh. there he was, his face red and hair messy, staring at you completely serious, awaiting your response . . . "all right."

(i hoped you liked this, i'm sorry if it was terrible 😭😭)

#— [ glizzy posts ☆ ] #theodore nott x you #theo nott x reader #theodore nott x reader #my writing #fanfiction #my fanfiction #my fic #writing #fanfic #harry potter #slytherin boys

[hoodiehydra]

may i request shy reader x selever where their friends but the reader shows obvious signs of liking him?

I haven’t written for Selever in a hot minute fkennfks

Glad to be back in the writing game again hahaha

No one:

Me: *Takes medicine that makes you drowsy* GOTTA WRITE THIS BECAUSE YES.

Selever x shy!gn!reader

this is adrienette all over again. But I’m kind so we won’t see the “they’re just a friend” bs

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Don’t let go, I like you

“HEY ROACHY!” Selever went over and draped his arms over your shoulders, giving a loose, open, back hug of some form.

You screeched a little at the sudden noise and touch, but you instantly blushed a little.

So you had a crush on a demon. Big deal. You two were close friends. Good job. Because in the writer-verse, this stuff is a 25% chance of happening.

“Oh, uh, hey Sel.” You nervously replied.

How you two were friends was a mystery, but you two got along so well you couldn’t question it, and you sure as hell wouldn’t reject it. Someone so shy with someone so chaotic was unbelievable, to say the least.

Shy as you were, you were rather obvious with your crush on him. It could be considered painfully obvious, at least, that’s what your friends mentioned to you before. He wasn’t picking up on your hints, though, your signs, gone completely unnoticed by him. Did he return those feelings? Is he just ignoring them? Oh shit, what if he did notice them but is ignoring them because he just doesn’t like you back and he doesn’t want to make it awkward between the two of you? Oh no no no NO!

This could go horribly wrong.

“So, wanna go summon demons from hell to mess with my dad?” He asked, with a sinister grin.

“You really hate your dad, don’t you?” You asked, scared that his dad would kill the both of you. You weren’t one to talk to others, let alone adults. So you didn’t know them, they didn’t know you, that well, at least, and last thing you wanted was for any of them to hate you because of some stupid prank by their demon son.

“He trapped me in that void for fuck knows how long, and I’m bored, it’s my version of some sort of revenge.” He casually let out, without a second thought.

“N-no thanks, I’m good.” You didn’t want anything to go down with his parents that involved you in the slightest.

“You’re no fun.” Selever pouted.

He was so adorable, but you didn’t want any trouble with his family, especially since they had 3 demons in the family of 4.

“Look, Sel, I just don’t want trouble alright?” Sighing, you said.

He leaned on you, still in that hugging position, while your face flared up. Others would have thought you two were a couple, a cute one, by the looks of your position.

His arms draped on your shoulders in that loose hug, giving you some needed comfort. Comfort from? Nothing. You just liked his attention.

People walked past the two of you, some staring in awe at the supposed “romance” while some were jealous. But none of them guessed that you two were “just friends”.

“Then can we steal something from Target instead?” Selever tried to get you to join his shenanigans.

“Oh, oh no. No thanks.” You softly replied.

“Whatever. You’re coming with me.” He scoffed.

“W-what do you mean by th-AAAAAA!” You screamed.

Selever had grabbed you by the hand and started to fly. Was this safe? Definitely not.

“P-PLEASE PUT ME DOWN! I’M SCARED!” You shrieked.

“Nah, I won’t.” The bastard said, without any filter or thought.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHH!” You shrieked in the cold air, only getting colder and thinner as your altitude only went up.

Your ears were popping, and you could only see small dots. You weren’t sure if they were people, but your best guess is that those pinprick-sized dots were buildings. A drop from this height would definitely kill you, no questions asked.

He gripped on your hand tighter as he hoisted you up and hugged you by the waist, tightly. So, you were trapped under him.

You would have blushed if you weren’t so scared of falling, so you hugged him back.

“Loosen up, dumbass. We are only a few thousand kilometres from the ground.” He half-jokingly said.

You kept quiet since your teeth were chattering from the cold, you were struggling to breathe from the lack of oxygen from being so high up, you started to pant a little. Selever hadn’t noticed it yet, which caused you to panic. Should I say something? Should I keep quiet?

The questions swarmed in your head and the lack of oxygen eventually affected you, but Selever still continued flying, not giving a shit about you, obviously. The cold, the very little oxygen you were getting started to get to you, and you passed out limp in his arms.

“See roachy? This ain’t so bad- Y/N?” Oh, so now he finds out.

That idiot. It really takes him for you to pass out to realise how bad of an idea this is.

He dove back down to the ground, so your ears were uncomfortable again. Nice. Good job Selever, you almost killed the reader. He set you down on the ground, you were breathing, and you still had a pulse, so he brought you to the church, hopefully his mother would be of some help.

When Sarv did heal you, she was pissed at him for going through with such a moronic idea, she didn’t even know how he could have thought of such horrid ideas, she was beyond furious. Even Ruv was, too.

You finally awoke after a few hours of being healed, and unsteady as you were, you did give Selever a piece of your mind.

“Selever, how could you fucking do that to me? I told you I was scared, you refused to put me down, and for what? Because I didn’t want to join your stupid pranks, so you had some even dumber prank to launch on me? So, just because I’m shy, means that I can just be pushed around by you? Hm? And to think that i ever had a crush on you, well I might as well forget that, since I’m only your friend that you like to hurt.” You went OFF on him, and you said more than you should have, but you didn’t care.

You were enraged.

Selever stood there. What just happened?

“You... like me?” He asked.

You blushed a little, but cleared your throat, and declared, “Yeah, but what does it matter anymore? You clearly don’t give two fucks about me.”

“I like you too.” He muttered.

You rolled your eyes.

“Look, Y/N, I’m truly very sorry for what I did. And I do like you back, more than a friend. I was an asshole for doing something so lame to you, I’m so sorry. Please forgive me. I didn’t mean to hurt you, nor will I ever intend to cause harm towards you because I do care about you. I am so sorry that I was so insensitive and stupid towards you just now, and I was being such a jerk, I didn’t mean anything by what I did to you, I swear on my dad’s eyepatch.” He apologised, very sincerely.

Your heart softened at his words, and his sincerity.

“I forgive you.” You smiled.

“Okay, thank fuck. But now that we like each other, are we friends- or?” He trailed off.

You went over and pecked his cheek.

“Does that answer your question?’

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AND THAT’S A WRAP FOLKS

idk I didn’t have any inspo this time and oh my god-

should I be proud? maybe.

Anyways, hope you liked it, do request more, if you would like to.

#fnf selever x reader #fnf selever #wheeeeee im tired but yay i did it #hope you like it #hydrawriter #x reader #glassbreaker’s treasure trove

[sexydreamgirl]

hello hera, it’s 1:28am and i’m sitting out on the balcony having a cup of cola because i started spiralling a little and just wanted to go outside so i could clear my head. you’re one of the first tumblr loa blogs i came across, so i’d like to just sit down and have a little chat :) i like talking about my deep thoughts on stuff, sadly i don’t know anyone irl who’s into loa so most online blogs are my only like connection to likeminded people i guess. i tend to get embarrassed going on a little blurt about these things so feel free to ignore this if you think it’s boring lol

recently i decided to personally put my foot down and keep it there when it comes to manifesting and it’s sweet because i’ve noticed my thought patterns change when it comes to my confidence which is just so nice but i still sometimes get my fair share of doubts and worries when it comes to manifesting. i wrote down everything i was thinking and hung up about in this moment instead of running to a blog crying and throwing up because “i couldn’t figure it out myself” when really i guess i could…i just needed to write it down in my notes. anyways long story short i found out i am afraid of persisting because i assume things will take forever to manifest and because i want what i want by the time i want it. “ok well…why are you afraid because you write out your reality??” and yes you’re completely right, i do write out my reality, i say when things happen and what happens…no one else. so why do we get scared?? we think we can’t fly yet…wifi and bluetooth exists?? how tf were cameras made like…something that takes a shot at that moment and it’s there for life like that sounds illogical af yet it happened?!? so why can’t i say i’ll get green eyes by monday or i got purple hair yesterday cuz that sure as hell sounds as real as “this box can take a shot of this very moment and will never really fade.” i just find the human mind so insane how it can build itself up and then rip itself down. the brain is a powerful thing, you are the most powerful thing.

anyways i’d like to be an anon ( 🪐) if that’s ok, i won’t send anything as boring as this next lol. my goal is to have the biggest most mouthwatering success story ever with a few “illogical” manifestations and i’d like to share them with you :) plus this would help motivate me.

I know this was just a vent but I really loved the tone that was set for this ask.

I really like that you've come to this conclusion yourself, because you're absolutely correct! We are surrounded by so much that once would've been considered impossible or even illogical and yet here it is in the flesh. All of these innovations serve as testaments to the fact that everything stemmed from imagination, so if somebody was able to conceptualize the idea of bluetooth in their head and materialize it, why wouldn't that be applicable to anything else. Imagination is the root of EVERYTHING! Imagination creates REALITY!

We're happy to have you join the family, my love. Welcome!

#🪐 #not boring at all you sound cool to me btw

[lavenderjewels]

JJK season 2 ep 22 Thoughts!

+ manga spoilers❗️

Crunchyroll subtitles using they/them for Uraume is a relief after they used he/him for Tengen for no reason earlier in the season (also uzumaki is translated directly instead of maelstrom from movies translated! which is better for both the junji ito reference and consistency with the official manga)

Kenjaku, acting like they didn’t give birth to the child in front of them: sukunas vessel is tough! :o

Liked the episode! Naturally not as spectacular as some of the fight heavy episodes, but I actually love exposition/info heavy scenes, especially if there’s fun character interactions too. The power system is the most fun when it’s woven into the story like Kenjaku’s excuse for maximum uzumaki.

Mei Mei scene was just as bad as i thought it would be. Incredibly messed up that she’s where Nanami could only dream to go to, and taking advantage of her younger brother there,,, Too many anime/manga I’ve consumed (bsd, ouran, csm, sxf, etc.) have these exact trope(s) I hate at some point and the various reasoning behind it in each never really justifies the portrayal for me 😭 Unsure if it’s worse or better this is never brought up again in the manga.

Kenjaku turning Mahito into an orb was SO beautiful. The screams and distortion of Mahito’s body added a lot to it. Here’s to Kenjaku consuming 1/2 of their “friends” (Tengen look out)

Happy with Uzumaki! Well, much happier than the movie’s, since I didn’t like how difficult it was to see any of the curses at all. This was better, but the manga, with its Junji Ito seal of approval, depiction was still the most effective and disturbing. The build up to it was gorgeous. I’m still convinced Miwa is going to do something in the upcoming manga fight(s) 😤 Who needs a katana anyways.

Somehow realized this on rewatch, but I like how Kenjaku’s uzumaki was mostly for extracting Mahito’s technique across a vast distance and at specific people, rather than being a move just to take Miwa out. It clearly wasn’t a bother to them if they all survived (since they wanted messengers—and they’d probably end up in the culling games later anyway).

💕💞💓💗💖💝choso💕💞💓💗💖💘💝

I don’t have anything to say about him; he was very cute. I love how animated his expressions are in the anime and manga. Classic fun jjk humor with Kamo from Kyoto High getting scared when Choso screamed his name. I loved the music during his extended fight.

Kenjaku when Choso: This loser? Again?

A lot of characters I love all in one episode, so thrilled to see their interactions. I just like seeing the cast get together for fights and try to help.

Kenjaku flying around on the stingray was a cute addition and the extra bit of fighting was nice! Tiny preview of the fight to come whenever the end of season 3 is animated.

Kenjaku sounded more Evil™️ than I imagined during this scene (the dramatic music helped with that). I can’t wait until the anime finally shows how ridiculous and over-the-top they are, since that honestly makes them a much more entertaining and interesting villain imo. I don’t want to constantly compare to the manga because I adore the anime, but I thought Kenjaku was boring in the first season, until I started the manga. This season does much better (in terms of voice acting, animating expressions, etc) with making them unique and? villainous?? But it’s still leaning a bit more into generic mastermind villain. They can be imposing and a hammy villain parent. Did like their random “hehehe” during it

Uraume looked incredible. LOVE their ice powers and how they were animated. And their insulted and frustrated feelings shone through the voice acting. They do NOT like all those people around sukuna’s vessel and are annoyed to even be near Kenjaku in this whole mess of a situation.

🩷💖💘yuki tsukumo🩷💖💘😘

She is beautiful! And the constant avoidance from Geto and Kenjaku to answer her question about their types of women. With every passing moment, Todo telling only Megumi it’s fine if he likes guys is unbelievably hilarious, but also that’s why Todo is the best.

I’m hoping there’s naobito’s will and naoya included for the next episode. It would be a nice crumb of next season and confirmation of Naobito and maki’s statuses. Every one has covered around 3 chapters, so it’s not impossible. I could only see it not happening if they extend the Yuuta chapter because there’s pages of just text for the higher ups debating and for their decisions to kill yuuji and yaga.

This is how it feels knowing this episode might be the only time Yuuji and Kenjaku ever interact in canon, and Yuuji doesn’t even know about his parentage here:

Would I rather yuuji confront sukuna or kenjaku at the end of jjk? yes. is that going to happen? no.

#jujutsu kaisen season 2 #long post #jjk spoilers #kenjaku #choso

[late-to-the-magnus-archives]

Vast!Jon snippet

Martin has signed a contract he shouldn't.

He's also missed a dinner date.

Jon is not going to take this lying down. Or even falling up, as it happens.

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Jon waits.

He waits, order queued up and ready to send via the Thai place’s delivery app.

He waits.

Martin is very late.

He isn't answering texts, either.

Jon checks Martin’s location.

The location is… not found? The hell?

An hour and a half past his predetermined arrival, Jon has had enough, and does the unthinkable: he calls.

It goes to voicemail.

Hello, you’ve reached Martin Blackwood! Sorry I couldn’t get to the phone on time - I’m probably baking! Leave me a message, and if you’re not a creepy spammer, I’ll get back to you as soon as I can.

Beep.

Jon does not leave a message.

“Right,” says Jon, pacing in his living room, Thai order forgotten.

“Right,” says Jon, considering his camera, his weird new skills, the gods that apparently claim him.

Jon frowns. “What the fuck is the point of having pagan gods if I don’t get anything out of it?” he says to no one, and heads for the roof.

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This is demented, he knows.

There’s no reason it should work this way.

But you know what? You know what?

It’s fucking dream-logic, and Jon’s life has been taken away from him, and people are being scared, and poor Martin’s friend Sasha got hurt, and fuck this whole situation.

“You want my skills to feed you?” he mutters to the Eye, to the Vast, to whatever the hell  is listening. “Then I want something in return.”

He doesn’t wait for a response, but steps off the roof, eyes closed.

It has him at once, the sky, the falling, the blissful, terror-touched dizziness he’s coming to love so much it’s damn near erotic, and he lets it spin him for a long, limp moment before lifting the camera to his face.

Choosing to see.

Choosing what to be shown.

Choosing - 

There he is.

Martin, sitting in some office, across from an empty desk. 

Martin, sitting there and looking sort of bored, or maybe dazed, staring off at nothing.

It should be all right.

It is not all right.

Martin is not all right.

Jon can see that he’s not, see that he’s being enveloped in something like poison gas - 

Something that responds to Jon looking and thickens, hides Martin as if behind a fog.

What the hell was that?

What? What?

He can’t see Martin. He tries. He’s not strong enough to push through whatever that was.

Where even was it? Some kind of gods-damned mansion in Kent?

Jon isn’t a superhero. This isn’t flying. He can’t just go.

Can he?

He doesn’t know how. It’s either back on the roof, or spinning (bliss). 

He takes some pictures (habit, exchange, whatever).

Then, reluctantly (and trying not to think about the reluctance because it cannot be good that he really prefers falling to his own two feet) returns to the roof.

Shaking, he goes to his apartment, deep in thought.

Whose mansion was that?

What were they doing?

He… almost knows. Almost. Not quite.

Feels, deep inside, that he would have to feed the Eye a lot more to get that information.

There’s no time. 

But he knows who would know.

“Fuck,” he mutters, looking at his phone. He doesn’t want to do this.

(Martin, being engulfed.)

Is it so bad, really? 

It’s just a phone call.

“Fuck,” Jon mutters, and dials Elias Bouchard.

#vast!jon #tma au #tma #tma fic #fic in progress #wip #jonathan sims #lonely!martin #martin blackwood

[gvftea]

“i thought josh saying sacred the thread is about his jumpsuits was a joke?”

So everyone is sending weird shit in and it’s getting boring… so I’m gonna give my take on the song. So I personally love the song and also I really like meet the master. I’m really excited for the new album honestly it just sounds amazing and different from anything they’ve done. It’s sound different from anything else big artists are putting out. I think it’s so cool that they recorded these live and not in parts. Like that’s so cool no one really does that anymore it just shows they are a good live band. Anyways the meaning of sacred the thread to me (I was really high listening to it HD as fuck and it kinda hit me) but the lyrics sound different than what they actually are. So when Josh is singing in the beginning about sequins hugging him tight then seeing it in the light dressed up a wound to heal the scar. I think he’s talking about all the shit they’ve gotten for their looks since the beginning and kinda hiding the insecurities and not having a chance to address them or grow but just masking it all. “I’ve caught the wind in a kite of dreams” I think that line is playing off of the song weight of dreams because they are no longer chasing their dreams they’ve already accomplish everything they are living in it. it happened when they’ve flown to unbelievable heights because of their dreams. It’s like when you’re flying so high it can free you from any insecurities you might have because people always cheer for them. But I also think the song has a double meaning for sex and love in personal relationships and looking for love within people but not really finding it and having to find it within yourself first in order to actually have real love. Because love is so internal but they mostly experience it externally from masses more so than in everyday life at that magnitude. That’s why in the second verse when Josh sings “I see me through colours, gems and trim.” I think that’s connecting to light my love a song about love and the true meaning of it but not really feeling it so it’s them saying they’ve had to step out of their own personal bodies to be able to figure out that their is pain there. And question what really is love? Then the lyrics continue “woah unraveled, ah the glow that was once dim” again I think it goes back to being insecure and not happy with one’s looks or self kinda like imposter syndrome and dealing with self  doubt. It was once a insecure depressed thing but after finding love within one’s self it glows without being scared. But then as the song continues it’s like saying how could I be so sad or insecure if I’m putting on a mask no one would ever really know because people are always cheering for them. But the idea of dressing up and being confident and finding love is a sacred act it’s almost like a ritual and I think the actual music of the song sounds like a confident nothing can hurt me type of song. But the lyrics without looking at them sound like he’s talking about longing of something or someone deeper but not knowing where or how they will find it. I also think the distance effects used on the voice of Josh is because it’s a song writing from ones higher self or subconscious something that lives in a different plane than our own. It’s things we wouldn’t speak out loud or admit to people… like how many guys do you know admit they are insecure about themselves? Not many tbh. Anyways that’s my take on the song everyone stop being so negative if you don’t like the music leave? This isn’t supposed to be a hate account it’s literally a fan account where we can gossip and gives takes. Stop sending mean things about fans we don’t care. Also I could be wrong about the song and Josh could literally just want more fucking jumpsuits idk but that’s what I got from the song. Love you all have a good night everyone.

#greta van fleet #gvf #josh gvf #sam gvf #jake gvf #josh kiszka #danny wagner #danny gvf #jake kiszka #sam kiskza