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hhhecates · 3 years

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Jujutsu Kaisen Second Years Headcanons

• Inumaki can either binge watch YouTube or an entire anime for the entire night and run on 10 minutes of sleep, one carton of strawberry milk and be ready to challenge God on a pokèmon match, or need his 8 hours of beauty sleep and if someone dares to wake him before 10, they're just not coming back alive, sorry;

• On this account, the rest of the second years play rock, paper, scissors every day to decide who's gonna be the victim the one waking inumaki up;

• Side note, the first time it happened, Maki was 100% done already and thought they were just being stupid, she made the grave mistake of just barging into inumaki's room unannounced and girl came back traumatized. From that day on, rock, paper, scissors moments are taken very seriously;

• They all collectively share one braincell, they are super reliable on their own, but put even two of them together and see the braincell disappear. It's also twice as bad if inumaki is involved. Man can turn reliable senpai okkotsu into a menace (and it's megumi's biggest nightmare tbh);

• However, it's three times as bad if it's yuuta and inumaki with maneater!reader, nobody knows how their sense of responsibility all completely vanishes, but it does, and then you get OP children roaming free, and they're not just ready to fight God, but to become him;

• Maki is probably the most responsible one of the bunch (arguably, it would actually be yuuta or reader, but man is too tired and most of the times too soft, and reader just doesn't give a fuck);

• However, the roles quickly reverse when maki isn't taking good care of herself (which is often, cause girl is just that stubborn and focused on training) and then she'll turn into the whiniest baby and yuuta and reader become literally her parents,,, example;

• "Maki, eat your veggies" "Not doing that, they taste like fucking grass, I'm not a cow" "... Alright then, good luck finding your junk food in the cabinet then" cue maki begrudgingly eating her veggies because she knows better than to try yuuta and reader;

• Also girl will literally forget to drink water and even when she does drink, it's always energy drinks or sodas, and it's an unspoken agreement between second years to switch out her water bottles (filled with soda) with one that actually contains water;

• We all know that Panda and Inumaki are a dangerous duo, but have you considered Panda and reader?? The two of them are unarguably the two smartest students at Jujutsu High, and you know what they also are? Completely merciless. They will play mind games on you for fun and laugh at you if you cry;

• Yuuta is reader's bestfriend, and inumaki is a close call too, but if asked reader will always say that maki is their bestfriend because it makes the other two sulk adorably. Maki will then proceed to say that her favourite though is Panda, which will make reader just look at her with the most betrayed and affronted pout on their face, and tbh it's a sight too rare to pass up. Really though, they're all each other's bestfriend, the second years are a super tight group and consider each other family;

• During their first year, reader was the tallest of the bunch (aside from Panda), but after Yuuta comes back from his year overseas, he grew to be almost as tall as Gojo and reader legitimately didn't speak to him for two days cause they were a n g r y. Please, inumaki had so much fun seeing reader so frustrated sksksks. But poor yuuta genuinely thought they were angry at him (don't worry though, they quickly made up, reader couldn't stay away from yuuta if they fucking tried to);

• Now though, reader always walks on their tip toes around him or wears platform shoes and yuuta finds it so fucking precious, but please don't tell reader or he'll get bOnKeD;

• Reader, Inumaki and Panda have anime nights together in toge's room (man has the biggest room out of everyone too) yuuta will come at 3 am to tell them to go to sleep but he ends up joining, maki yells at them but ends up joining too;

• Maki is the most obnoxious cuddler when sleepy or tired (she will deny it tho, so don't bring it up unless you wanna get smackedd) and she will cling onto reader like her life depends on it because reader gives her head scratches and plays with her hair (pliz, maki and reader are so soft for each other);

• Yuuta and reader unconsciously hold pinkies when they are out in a crowd because they both have social anxiety and find lots of comfort in each other;

• Inumaki and reader always go to the convenience store together to get snacks at like 1 am, most of the times they successfully drag along maki too with the promise of junk food, and then they get lost in the ailes having a competition about who finds the weirdest flavour of chips or smth;

• When yuuta is overseas, the rest of the second years videocall him every night (or every week, depending on how long his missions are) it's the most chaotic calls too and it makes yuuta laugh so hard.

I honestly have sooo many more of these,,, I just love the second years too much--

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youranxiousnerd · 3 years

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The Transformation Thoughts

bc hsmtmts said gay rights

spoilers below

yesss seb doing the recap

wait did seb just say he was crying?!?! give him a hug

cow baby!!!

wow miss jenn and seb having a civil conversation

Natalie is back!!

ej and ricky with the mask

kourtney’s outfit!!!

ashlyn’s outfit...

ahh so the awards and the show are separate, good, that’s how it works

RICKY’S SHIRT!?!?!?!

i love it

ricky is lgbt do not try to convince me otherwise

ASHLYN IS SINGING IT IS BEAUTIFUL

like pop off

ricky and the mask

that mask is the true villain in season 2

“Belle, I-” flops

Ashlyn is carrying the scene, she is such a good Belle

how is ricky allowed on stage oh my god

the cap

that damn mask

“It’s okay, it was just my face”

Miss Jenn is hanging on by a thread

finally some ashlyn and ricky content

“Which they will” buddy have you faced the music? Have you seen Ricky?

“I think I might have been playing Troy at one point”

Miss Jenn needs help from someone who isn’t a teenager

“Mother is freaking out” High school theater at it’s finest

“There is math involved”

“OH”

sassy seb

i can’t with east high’s tech crew, what are you doing?!?!

and why are the actors figuring out the tech stuff?!? i’m sure kourt, big red, ashlyn (she knows all), and seb (he lives on a farm) know what to do.

the crew cannot be that bad

btw here are my thoughts on this scene

guys it is ashlyn’s house not yours

portwell shoulder bump

ASHLYN I LOVE YOU

OH SO NOW YOU HAVE DRILLS

WHERE WERE THEY WHEN THE TECHIES STARTED USING GLUE ON PLYWOOD!?!?!?!

I WANT ANSWERS

i. cannot. with. this. show.

lily wtf

“is this too weird” yes

like why?

lily like actually shut up

big red’s “wtf”

let her be evil damnit

“i’m just not well liked here” i wonder why

that was really weird, anyways

“he gets weird around tools”

me too

no give big red the drill he knows how to use it

someone write a fic about the girls and seb’s chaotic target run

why don’t you have a blackout and dramatic music and lights for the transformation, i know it isn’t award level but if done right it can be pretty dope

“I don’t know if my parents will be okay with me being at a co-ed sleepover”

“Chip, this is your mother speaking, go call your mother”

HE DID THE FINGER GUNS

GAY TABLE SIT AND FINGER GUNS THEY DID THEIR RESEARCH

ashlyn’s bucket

CARLOS GAY TABLE SIT

OH MY GOD

they’re so gay soulmates

let big red have his skateboards

“i need to talk to seb at some point but it can wait” honey no it can’t wait seb is on the verge of a breakdown

wait they havent talked in a week

Im a hypocrite ive been dancing around someone for three years

“You’re still at school”

“I’m worried about my children” “She means us”

such a high school theater thing (like i got married during high school theater, we had a family tree)

“ah, Sebby”

“Now I’m pretty sad” give him a hug

the girls ship seblos

“But, I guess he has to be, out of default, right... there’s not a lot of choices for a boy like Carlos, here, at East.”

alright here come the tears

why...why couldn’t he say “gay” or “queer” or “lgbt”?!?!

“Not so good at saying the feelings part out loud”

shiz that hit close to home.

Seb is just making me cry today, isn’t he?

wait so we’re just going to change the subject? coming from a queer person, opening up about your problems about your sexuality is hard. like, there are things that happened years ago im just telling people.

“You’re my sister, he’s my cousin”

it seems everyone except nina knows about the chocolates. imagine gossip time when gina told people write a fic

Nini just stop talking. It wasn’t a big deal, simple mistake. Not everything has to be big and dramatic

and wasn’t she just asking about Gina and Ej?

Nini for the love of god it is not something to read into.

“The farmer type”

Ash and Red exchanging gossip

wait... why are they texting about this?

“Why wouldn’t he say something to me?” It’s a hard conversation to have. “hey are we together just because i’m your only option?”

“Okay, pretty boy” HE CALLED HIM PRETTY BOY

RICKY!!!!!!!!!!

!!!

carlos and gina chaotic siblings

give ej a hug

“Sweet boy”

im so glad the guys are talking about their feelings.

Why a sleepover? It’s more of a hangout.

“Verging on failure”

jennzara therapy

slowwww burn

you go from hand holding to fist bump

disney please release an acoustic version of “let you go”

so it’s just carlos and ricky chillin’ at big red’s house?

do not play let you go for nini

do. not.

“You guys are a hallmark movie”

for once ricky is being smart

“the look on your face when you were talking about Seb tonight” smiles

he is so whipped

“I think you and Seb have something worth fighting for...bro”

that was so sweet and then there is bro

i love this show

“Sorry, I’m adjusting to being called bro”

him and seb being awkward about feelings... that is a high school relationship

i love ricky in this scene

“Yeah, let’s just write”

ASHLYN CALLED BIG RED BABE AWWWWW

nina shut the actual hell up

“It’s in the costume shop, somewhere” mood

“Thank you, 15″ THEY SAID THE THING

GAHHHH

I LOVE IT

howie and kourtney oh my god what is happening

“and begging”

“hi” he’s so nervous oh my lord.

he is so awkward around seb

it’s like a switch

“Do you want to get risotto with me sometime” OH MY GOD THATS ADORABLE

GINA BABY HE LIKES YOU

GINA HONEY!!!

AWWW THAT WAS ADORABLE

PORTWELL YESSSS

gina’s little run

“Am I in trouble?”

they’re so nervous

oh my god its time

“You keep it all bottled up” GUYS I CANT ARGGGG

can ricky just like, go behind a curtain?

“lookin’ for our kind of love” carlos basically just said “i love you”

seb is so whipped like look at him?

they’re so in love

seb’s little eye role at “in a heartbeat, i choose you”

the hands omfg

oh my god they’re going to dance

SHIZ THE HOMECOMING SUITS

I WAS RIGHT

OH MY GOD

SHIT GUYS IM DYING

gah the hands i cant

carlos is leading i love it

the tie

a tie just killed me

im combusting

You’re honor, they’re in love

i really thought carlos was going in for a kiss he is probably getting one later

i like how the dance isn’t big, it’s small and a little awkward bc right then it’s just them.

THEYRE SO IN LOVE HOLY SHIT

damnit big red

big red is legally required to interrupt almost kiss moments especially if it’s an lgbt kiss bc we cant have two in one season

in a heartbeat is so cute. Frankie showed UP this season with the vocals. there is no way that was all acting bc they looked so in love.

I...I love it

the lyrics are perfect

In a Heartbeat and Let You Go are probably the best OG songs of the season

“Siri, add In a Heartbeat to my gay sob playlist”

these boys are just serenading each other left and right

“Yeah”

so it’s just “yeah”!?!? That’s it!?!?! Seb could have least kissed him on the cheek or did they use all their kisses?

I love the song and love the scene, but there is so much more to discuss. Are we going to brush over the fact that Seb literally had an allergic reaction and didn’t get help because he didn’t want to disappoint Carlos!?!? Are we going to brush over “no, seb” and seb feeling like he has to get carlos big things!?! One “yeah” doesn’t erase all that. I’m hoping we get closure, proper closure, not a joke.

In conclusion, only one thing was settled (Carlos loves Seb for Seb, not because he is the only out guy in school).

“Seb and Carlos suffer their first fight” effing liars

BTW it looks like they filmed the dance scene with the homecoming suits and normal outfits so disney release the footage

Ricky is the biggest Seblos shipper

“Bro”

you morons. are you using rigging without an adult there?!?!

im pretty sure that isn’t allowed. only trained people were allowed to use the rigging. it should be Natalie since she did it in HSM

you should have gotten mats are something or stand in a circle

gahhh

RICKY

OH MY FRICKING GOD

NO ONE RAN THEY JUST WATCHED WTF

WTF WAS THAT ENDING

UMMMMM NO

i legit have no words oh my god

they just killed the lead

you guys saw the rope you should have ran

you should have gotten mats or blankets or something just in case

rigging is difficult, set rigging and people rigging

EAST HIGH WTF

Looks like the sleepover is going to be in the ER

My gay heart is full but my theater heart is screaming. The episode went by really fast. I liked it, like a lot.

To answer the question, no, I am not okay @organic-guacamole and we will have a theater kid sleepover

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xpeachesncream · 3 years

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Can i Request a Drabble where Aiko keeps sending taehyung Nudes and the reader gets insecure about her appearance bc of it? She compares herself to Aiko and it makes taehyung upset :/ im not too good with requests sorry if this isn’t clear

perfectly wrong | drabble [11]: it’s the way that she sits pretty with that perfect hourglass shape of hers in her nudes.

word count: 1.8k

warnings: cussing, implied sexual content, jealousy, insecurities about image/looks

Okay, let's be real. Men love nudes. They all have needs, and they all love marveling at a naked body, especially when it comes unexpectedly. It could be a good, or bad thing. Whatever it is, they love that shit either way. I'm calling a man's bluff if he ever says he didn't enjoy looking at someone's nudes.

Taehyung isn't exempt. It was honestly the biggest highlight when he went on his fuckboy spree. Just the feeling of being wanted so badly that girls would send you nudes to grab your attention. Biggest ego booster.

Before anyone gets on his ass, he loves his woman and he quickly taps out of the snapchat so he doesn't see it for long. It's been Aiko's 5th nude so far, and he's already knowing what to expect when the notification hits his screen. He knows this shit.

You were there the first time she sent him a nude over snapchat. You both looked at it, confused that it had been sent to the wrong person since she hadn't sent him anything in between that movie selfie and this. It became a running joke for awhile, but it eventually died the less you saw or heard of it. You just actually didn't know she was still sending him nudes.

So, when you see her snapchat notification pop up on his screen again, you're a little taken aback.

"Aiko's still sending you snaps?" You ask as you hug Taehyung tightly while you both are cuddling on Jimin's couch, watching another yet unsatisfying episode of Unsolved Mysteries. You all had just finished watching The Hate U Give, Jimin throwing the channel on something random afterwards. He sat on the other portion of his couch, hugging a pillow tightly against his chest as he cussed to himself and mumbled questions about how people could stand this show if barely any of the episodes were actually solved.

You get the frustration, right? You just wanna know if they ever caught the killer, or if they found new clues, but most of the episodes end so abruptly with that 'if you happen to have any info regarding this case' message with the number to call.

"Yeah, it's whatever though." Taehyung says, keeping his eyes on the tv while you fiddled with his phone.

"Woah!" You say as you pressed on her snap, revealing her nude and on her bed, fingers trailing down to her lady friend. You tilted your head as you watched her begin to rub her clit ever so softly. The thing that gets you though is her body, and how she sat there, looking like a perfect hourglass. "Interesting." Taehyung looks at his phone and does a double take.

"Oh shit." He nonchalantly says as he also tilts his head confusingly while looking at the snap, causing you to shake your head and hit his chest as you tap out if it. The second thing that catches your eye is how many times her name comes up in his history.

"She's been sending you snaps?"

"Yeah, but I don't pay much attention to it." He caresses your arm as you slightly tilt your head up to look at him.

"Have they all been nudes?"

"Yes, but I told you I don't pay much attention to it, baby." You were unsatisfied with his answer, only because you just got a glimpse of what she sent tonight. You have no idea what the others looked like, but you were thinking it was just as this one was - the perfect position in her hourglass shape.

"Okay." Is all you say. You suddenly felt insecure as fuck, knowing your man had seen those snaps of her. She honestly looked like a fucking goddess and it kills you. He used to fuck her, for god's sake! Aka he used to have the hots for her to some extent?! He considered it once, and it makes you feel a little queazy knowing he could again.

"What happened?" Jimin asks from his side of the couch.

"Aiko sent Taehyung a nude." You flatly respond.

"Seen it, she's sent me the same ones." You roll your eyes because for Jimin, it's whatever. For your man though, please. Don't come up in his inbox with that mess. What the fuck was she trying to do here, show the world her coochie? She was feeling herself that much?

Shit, honestly. Single and with that body, you would be too. Fuck, that's annoying.

"Baby, it's nothing, okay?" He gently tickles your chin.

"Kaaaaay, I heard you." You say as bothered as possible. For the remaining time at Jimin's, you're quiet. Your mood has plunged. You just wanted to sulk in your bed. Taehyung takes notice, but he was going to wait until you two were alone to bring it up.

Which is now, in the car, in your guest parking spot.

"Okay, what's going on in my pretty lady's head?" He shuts off the car and sinks into the driver's seat, having the damn nerve to manspread in it.

"Nothing."

"Mm, not gonna fly with me, sweetheart."

"I just can't believe she's been sending you nudes."

"So what? It doesn't mean anything."

"Yeah right, with that body of hers? How could it not? You used to have a thing for her."

"Used to."

"Her body is fucking perfect, it's annoying."

"Babygirl, don't do that. I don't like when you compare yourself. You're the only person I know who's close to perfect." He boops your nose, but it leaves you unamused. You're just letting your feelings of insecurity and jealousy get to you that everything is clouded. All the things he's saying doesn't reach you, and you're literally in the mood to pick a fight for no whole ass reason over it. That was exactly one of your other bad habits that you had trouble unlearning.

"Whatever." You brushed him off, making him a little irritated with the way you were coming off over this. Again, Taehyung doesn't mind reassuring you. He loves doing it. He loves babying you and being the best he can be. But there were days where your attitude did get to the best of him, especially when he was trying. Taehyung hadn't given you a reason to make you doubt him since you two became exclusive, so he didn't think it was necessary for you to act the way you were acting.

"Really, Y/N? This isn't necessary."

"Why are you still even entertaining her snaps? Shouldn't you have gotten rid of her contact info already?" He grabs his phone and blocks her on snapchat, showing it to you before shoving it into the small storage space under the car's radio.

"There, happy?"

"Why are you so mad about it? I'm sorry you want to see her body so fucking badly."

"I'm mad because you're being a brat when you don't need to be." He looks at you intimidatingly with his piercing eyes. "You're putting words in my mouth. I never said I wanted to. Plus, I've told you time and time again that it was nothing and that it didn't mean anything to me." You roll your eyes, getting out of the passenger's seat to make your way up to your apartment.

Alright so, here's the deal. You feel like Taehyung is missing the point. Aiko looked so good in that ones nap. So good that you suddenly questioned your own look and felt completely insecure. You disliked hearing him say it wasn't a big deal, because it was. To you, at least.

Taehyung sighed heavily before going after you. He does a light jog, barely catching the elevator you had hopped into.

"Y/N, don't do that." You glared at him.

"It's not a big deal, right?" He sighs again before running his hand through his curly hair. The elevator doors open, but he wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you back in and preventing you from walking out. "Tae, let me go."

"Nah." He shrugs. "Not until we fix this." The elevator stays at their floor.

"You said it wasn't a big deal." You crossed your arms.

"Okay, I'm sorry." A good thing about Taehyung is that he's learned to be better about admitting his mistakes and saying sorry when he's in the wrong. "I shouldn't have said it in a way that would make you feel like I'm discrediting your feelings." You continue to look at him silently, the elevator suddenly going back down to the lobby. "And I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner or get rid of her shit earlier. But baby, her snapchats don't mean a thing to me. I don't care how 'good' she looks or if they're nudes." He uses finger quotes. "It's still not you."

"I just--" You sighed, watching a lady come into the elevator to join you two to go up to the 8th floor. "I feel like I can't look that good. She had the perfect hourglass figure and she looked so good posing for her nudes. The perfect angle, her hair, the way she smiled through her eyes. I can only imagine what the others were like." He shook his head and shrugged.

"I honestly don't remember." Truthfully. He really didn't care about them, even if he took a quick glance. At the end of the day, they still weren't memorable because it wasn't his lady. "And I don't care if she has that, or whatever it is. I love you." He smiles toothlessly at you. You catch the lady scrunch her nose and smile at you both before walking off. "I love every single thing about you. You're the definition of perfect to me. I hate when you compare yourself because I really, really wish you could see the way I see you."

"Cheesy." It causes you to chuckle a bit and press your hand against his chest as he presses the button to your floor.

"Yeah, okay. You still like to hear it though, I know you." He smirks playfully as he pulls you into a hug and kisses the top of your head. "If it's not you, I don't want it."

"I honestly hate you sometimes." He shrugs before picking you up by the legs and carrying you, causing you to squeal.

"So then hate me."

"Put me down!"

"Say it to my face in bed, baby." He playfully smacks your ass in the hallway, allowing it to echo as he carries you to your apartment. It was hard to stay mad at Taehyung, but you were grateful you had someone like him who could bring you back down to Earth. You had your fair share of bickering and unnecessary arguments [because you liked picking fights with your attitude], but he was still able to show you that he would ride or die for you, no matter how silly things got.

That was your man, and your man only. Sorry Aiko.

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aforrestofstuff · 4 years

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What's the stupidest thing the heroes have done. (+Garou.) Gimme the most crackhead fueled idea you can come up pls.

Okie dokie! Thanks for the request, anon! ❤️🧡

Tornado of Terror: She was really out of it one day and ended up flinging herself off a building, thinking she was using her powers to fly when she was actually falling to the ground at Mach 20 speed. She snapped out of it just before hitting the concrete, and floated to the ground like normal. The passerby thought she was just playing tricks, when in all actuality, she was just running on 5% brain power.

Silverfang: decided to adopt Garou.

Atomic Samurai: He often mistakes Bushidrill for Kama whenever Bushi has his hair down. Kami would walk outside, see Bushi washing his hair, and he’d ask the disciple a question relating to makeup or something Kama would know, and Bushi would turn around (in all of his hairy, mustache glory) and say in a stupid voice, “whaaaaat?”

Child Emperor: he’s done a lot of stupid shit purely out of sleep depravation, but the thing that takes the cake is the time that he almost started a robot uprising by programming an ai that came really close to having the emotional intelligence of a human. Luckily, he had a lot of precautions to make sure things didn’t get out of hand and he ended that shit before his lab went all Skynet on his ass. He was just really lonely and he wanted a friend, ok.

Metal Knight: he does a stupid thing every time he wakes up in the morning: being alive.

King: accidentally ruined his progress on one of the hardest games he’s ever played because he thought cleaning the cartridge with a wet dishrag and drying it with a hairdryer would be a good idea. Granted, he was 7 years old, but it was still tomfoolery.

Zombieman: nothing he does really has lasting consequences because he’s immortal, but he once ate a rock just to fuck around and it has been in his stomach for over a decade because that shit can’t digest. It was only during the homeless emperor fight that the pebble was set free, and now Zombieman has additional room for beer. Everyone wins.

Drive Knight: had to get an anti-virus software installed in his brain because he tried to download government secrets from a sketchy website via Bluetooth. He survived the robot-equivalent of a stroke but he’s recovered and is alright now. Unfortunately.

Pig God: swallowed a child accidentally. The kid is fine, but now they have ✨trauma✨

Superalloy Darkshine: the stupidest thing he’s done was when he first started working out as a skinny lad, he went for the biggest weights first and decided to do reps without having anyone spot him and broke both of his arms! Oh boy, did the depression really hit in those times.

Watchdog Man: the dumbest thing he’s done had to have been when he decided on the dog costume, not knowing it would immediately become his Brand. Now he’s the designated furry of the hero association and even though he’s not exactly mad about it, he just sometimes wishes he didn’t have to wear something so fucking itchy all the damn time.

Flashy Flash: raced an airplane as it was flying through the sky and ended up running into a tree, subsequently breaking every bone in his face.

Genos: convinced Dr. Kuseno to not perform any bug checks after getting a new upgrade. This was some years back. Genos ended up almost getting a stroke because some robo-stuff got all fucky in his brain and he’s vowed to never convince Kuseno to do any dumb shit like that again.

Metal Bat: Thought it would be a good idea to do that thing where you jump on an air mattress while someone’s sitting on the other end and the force catapults them forward, except that person happened to be Zenko and she ended up being yeeted out of a second-story window because Badd is pretty much a full-grown man and Zenko is a tiny precious little angel baby. She was fine, but now she’s got a cool scar to show for it.

Tanktop Master: Back when he wasn’t as ripped, he decided to do deadlifts one day but didn’t secure the weights correctly on the bar, so they rolled off onto his feet and he now has a limp. Dumbass.

Puri-Puri Prisoner: became a sex offender.

Amai Mask: Started a performance onstage without realizing he had a face mask on and came out looking like Shrek. Of course, he owned it and said it was part of the show but only after the press had speculated over it for like 2 years.

Okamaitachi: has a track record of falling in love with monsters/villains she’s supposed to kill. Luckily, nobody’s gotten hurt due to her lovestricken-ness during combat (yet).

Iaian: called his Sensei a poopyhead at age 12 and got the ass-whooping of his life.

Bushidrill: called his Sensei a poopyhead at age 37 and got the ass-whooping of his life.

Fubuki: was teasing Tatsumaki while they were both kids and told her that she was adopted. Little Tatsu got really offended and ended up unearthing their entire house in a psychokinesis fit, causing a lot of propety damage. To this day, their parents blame Fubuki for having the family almost go bankrupt while trying to fix it.

Saitama: thought he was doing a pretty good job of taking care of his cactus, so he got a pet fish to serve as a bit of a challenge. The little guy lived for 3 years before Sai accidentally killed it by feeding it some off-brand fish food, since it was the only thing Sai could afford at the time. Saitama legitimately went through a depressive phase after the death of his fish and refuses to get another one because nothing could ever replace his old pal.

Mumen Rider: was about to go on patrol as per usual, but forgot to lift the brake on his bike and ended up doing a reverse-wheelie, subsequently face-planting on the concrete. It was the 17th time he’s ever broken his nose.

Sonic: same shit as Flashy Flash because every ninja from that godforsaken village shares a single brain cell, and its dying.

Garou: back at the dojo, he got really angsty one day and decided to try and poison daddy Silverfang. Garou mixed dish soap in with Silverfang’s tea in a dead-serious attempt to commit murder (not really, he’s just dramatic [plus I’m pretty sure Silverfang ain’t gonna die via dish soap poisoning but I digress]) but Silverfang literally fell over laughing because the old shit thought it was a prank.

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elichorph · 3 years

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𝗧𝗔𝗦𝗞 𝟬𝟬𝟮 ( 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗙𝗔𝗠𝗜𝗟𝗬 ) ↝ 𝗔𝗩𝗘𝗥𝗬 𝗝𝗘𝗢𝗡𝗚

pov: your name is avery jeong and you are being kicked out of your house and family at age 18 because your sister snitched about some drunk mistake you made 2 years ago

as of right now, avery has no relationship with his parents and a minimal relationship with his sister, lilia. however, avery was always treated as the baby of the family. he was set to take over the drug ring when he got older and was given minimal information about it to shelter and protect him from anything that could potentially make his views on the family’s business turn sour. despite this, avery really had no plans to actually take over the business and was going to hand over the position to lilia once she became old enough even though he didn’t tell anyone about this. before avery got the chance to step up, lilia told their parents about how he had broken one of the main family rules by telling someone he’d just met at a party about what the jeong family really did behind the big pharm cover. their parents were absolutely livid and forced avery to move out and denounced him from the family.

refer to liza’s task for more family info idk we really just hate these parents so bad

𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗦

𝗠𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥 ↝ iris jeong

our least favorite capricorn sun gemini moon out there! god this woman is the worst! song seonmi fc, this woman is LETHAL. iris’ side of the family were the ones who started the drug ring so miss thing was seriously into it. it was her life, she grew up with it, and she took it so seriously that anyone could tell. she had extremely high expectations for avery to take over too and had originally planned to school him on family law and how the business worked as soon as he could walk, but eventually ended up babying him when it came to preparing to the position thank to her arranged husband’s influence. iris kind of let avery do his own thing growing up, made sure he was on top of his grades and was the one who suggested that he go to a specialized school just to make sure that he was reaching his top brainiac potential to be smart enough to run the show. the little that avery knew about the drug ring came from iris too, but she would always here comes the choo choo train it into his brain so it wasn’t too much for him to take. she knew her son was smart and fit to take over, but she feared him not being able to do so which was frankly her own fault. honestly receiving any sort of care from iris is out of character she literally is scary as hell. their relationship? really didn’t have one. i guarantee if you asked either of them at any point in time to name one personal fact about the other, they wouldn’t be able to come up with one. they just worked as mom and son, stood respectfully at a yard’s distance and only interacted when they needed to for the sake of the family. however, they Really interacted after lilia snitched on avery. iris was the one who came up with the idea to kick avery out and was so assured in her idea that she didn’t rest until he was out of the house and never came back that night. even though they have had no contact in the five years since avery was forced to leave, iris continues to blame every single family issues that arises on avery even if he has nothing to do with it. avery holds so much resentment for iris that it frankly makes him sick!!!!!!!!! and while he might be able to forgive lilia and his father, iris will never be on the docket.

𝗙𝗔𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥 ↝ tobias jeong

tobs ... the tobster ... aqua sun cancer moon brain rot. this man fixed up an old jeep and made it his entire personality. ya’ll ever had one of those science teachers that couldn’t spell and always lost their glasses when they were really on their head? yeah that’s him. also a certified doormat. and maybe a kim joohun fc but like give him more bill nye wannabe looking vibes. avery and his father had a good relationship for the most part. tobias was really chill, understood maybe 1/3 of what happened in the family. he tried to stand up for avery and lilia in certain situations and understood that iris was absolute trash (even he didn’t truly want to marry her, it was more business between their families than anything), but he was so compliant that he never actually made an impact. however, tobias was the one that truly made avery’s childhood ... good. he’d pick up avery from school in that old jeep he fixed up, play some classic dad music, and drive around for a while so they didn’t have to go see iris so soon. the night avery got kicked out, tobias was the one that actually stuck up for avery. even though it was one simple statement that maybe avery should stay, it was the only time anyone stood up for avery that night. of course, tobias was quickly shut down by iris and he didn’t try to have avery stay after that however he probably feels so much regret for not doing more that night. avery truly was so angry that tobias didn’t try to do more to get him to stay, but like it’s whatever! what the fuck was tobias supposed to do! a few months after avery was kicked out, he actually called his dad at a super low point ( see this gif set ) but even then tobias wasn’t willing to fight for avery to try to come back even after hearing at how he had nothing and didn’t know what to do. avery never truly hated his dad, but he now resents him for not trying when there is so much more he could have done.

𝗦𝗜𝗕𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦

𝗦𝗜𝗦𝗧𝗘𝗥 ↝ lilia jeong

if there was one member of the jeong family that avery truly loved, it was lilia. avery loved being her big brother. he cared for her more than anybody in his life and truly thought she was capable of so many good things which is why he never had any intentions to take over the drug ring. avery had always wanted that position to go to her because he believed that lilia was the right one to take it because she easily could have done so much better than he could’ve. growing up, avery wasn’t that much of an open book as he is now. if he had a secret though, lilia was the first one to know. he basically told her everything, from explaining some project he’d been working while they walked through an apple orchard or the biggest mistake he’d made in his life which was spilling the family secret. the last thing he was expecting was for lilia to tell their family about that, especially after so long and in a manner that seemed almost self serving after she promised to keep it a secret. even though lilia's decision to snitch literally turned his life upside down and really fucked him over, he’s never been able to see lilia as anything besides his sister. sure, he’s felt true betrayal and never thought he would get screwed over like that, but avery is always one for second or third or fourth or fifth chances even in situations like this. no matter how hard avery wanted to convince himself that he didn’t want lilia in his life, he was never able to do it. lilia always stayed his emergency contact even when they weren’t speaking and no matter how many new people avery met that were closer to new haven hospitals.

for now though, their shit is tbd! avery is too afraid to talk to lilia about everything because bringing up the past pains him and he’s also unsure of how things will work out. also, he’s most likely expecting an apology first and foremost. everyone knows they’re siblings, but the reason why they’re not close are all lies. they tell everyone that they grew apart and lilia began to tell others that avery fucked up a business deal and made the choice to leave the family which avery goes along with simply because he assumes it’s what lilia wants. sometimes he wished that they actually had just grown apart rather than having to experience all the shit that happened.

even if avery knows he’s already willing to give lilia another chance, he wants an apology and he knows he’s deserving of that at the very least. until then, you can catch avery gazing longingly into the windows of music shops at acoustic guitars that resemble the one he would always play on for lilia and had to leave behind after being kicked out. those same few songs are always stuck in his head. avery hasn’t been able to eat ripe peaches anymore because the taste reminds him of sticky handed food fights and hiding one in their parents’ closet to rot. one time he went on a date with a girl whose favorite band was the moldy peaches and he promptly left to throw up in the bathroom. every time he would enter the underground fighting ring he would try not to lose because that meant lilia might have to get the call that he wasn’t alright even though he wanted her to know if anything happened to him.

#elitetasks002 #⌗ 𝗠𝗨𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 | 𝘼𝙑𝙀𝙍𝙔

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tora-the-cat · 5 years

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Baby Rin & Obito thoughts

-I don’t think people understand what it means that Obito and Rin were best friends since they were 5. Like. I just get the vibe that half the fandom can’t conceptualize that accurately.

-(I can though)

-5. 5! They were actual babies!

-When they’re super young and obviously pre-transitioned they still would steal each others clothes and try to confuse people over who’s who, like identical twins.

-They were child soldiers growing up during the war! By all likelihoods, they were drafted into the academy at all of 5 years old. They graduated at 10! Obito wasn’t seen as a ‘genius’ by any stretch of imagination, so we can only assume this was the common graduating age during the 3rd war. How much more harsh is the curriculum? How much more traumatizing? Paranoia inducing? propagandist?

-Me and my best friend since 5 both had relatively healthy home lives, none of the ninja brand trauma, and we STILL ended up basically codependent. These poor kids had no chance.

-There’s no way these two aren’t in each others pocket. Was there a single secret between the two of them? One topic that was forbidden? Probably not! To Both!

-the two of them could hold entire conversations, arguments, lectures, in a matter of moments with just micro-expressions. It often seemed that the only time Obito would shut up was when he and Rin were staring at each other and their faces would twitch, sometimes for minutes on end, as if that was as natural a way of communicating as speaking.

-It was very useful on covert operations! It was very frustrating during team building exersises, because neither of them were really used to trying to actaully get closer to people besides eachother.

-they had so many in-jokes that Minato and Kakashi sometimes thought they were speaking another language entirely.

-Every time there was a foldable chair in Rin’s sight, she would obnoxiously clear her throat and shoot it meaningful looks, and Obito would seethe, looking seconds away from blowing up, but never would and never explained why.

-Obito would dramatically throw himself in front of Rin and shout about protecting her whenever he spotted a squirrel, and act completely confused and annoyed when Minato and Kakashi didn’t acknowledge the threat and take it seriously.

-Obito would collect four leaf clovers whenever he saw them and then when he braided Rin’s hair for her he’d weave them into it without her even noticing until hours or, on particularly hard missions, days later. Still, everytime she found one, no matter how bad the mission or the horrors she had just seen or was on her way to see, she would pick it out with more care then Kakashi knew anything could be done and gave it a look so soft it made Kakashi inexplicably angry and she'd smile, like it was the easiest thing to do, and her haunted eyes would clear just a little as she snuck them into Obito’s Kunai pouch.

-It was impossible to get one alone without the other. They orbited around each other, never further then a shout away, Joined at the hip.

-They were always touching, be it the common hand holding, or Obito whining and hanging off of Rin, or Rin reprimanding him and squeezing his shoulders, or them dragging each other around the village, or Rin poking Obito in the nose to make him scrunch it up, or Obito squshing Rin’s cheeks until she stops pretending to ignore him or touching foreheads and promising everything will be alright or playing intricate handgames at recess because no one else will play with them or tapping out messages in their own mortified morse code or- it could go on forever. It should have.

-Do Not Mistake Their Undying Dependency On Each Other As A Lack Of The Ablity To Throw Hands, however. They would roughhouse, and they were visious. They would bite and pull hair and pinch and get close to each others ears to make high pitched noises and tickle and tumble on the dirt. They didn’t even need a real reason- or at least not one Minato could see. There would be a glint in one of their eyes, and then a flash of fear in the other’s, and it would start with no further warning.

-It didn’t matter where, it didn’t matter when. In public. At dinner. While Minato is in the middle of talking. Rain, snow, hail. Usually not on missions, thankfully, but worryingly often on the way back from missions. Kakashi still breaks into an anxious cold sweat everytime he goes to Suna, a ghost of the memory of the first time Obito and Rin saw the dessert remembered with surprising clarity. He doesn’t want to talk about it.

-Like wolf pups, Minato once said, and Kakashi didn’t talk to him for a week- wolves would never be so undignified. Rin would lick Obito to throw him off and Obito would use his inhumanely boney elbows to stab her (weapons were always discarded for these scruff- they weren’t spars, they were personal) and she would fling dirt into his mouth and he would spit it back into her eyes. They were disgusting.

-If they worked together and fought half as dirty with Kakashi as they did with eachother, he would have had a bad time. But, somehow, there was just. Something that made them go rabid on each other in a way Minato was never able to fully provoke in them, even mid-war.

-(it’s the Cain Instinct.)

-They were of the naive but firm belief that they would never be without the other, and, horrifically, most could see it was true. Not because they were strong or because the world was too kind to kill one and leave the other- it was just so blatantly obvious that, should one of them leave, the other would follow without hesitation.

-Even Minato was resigned to the fact that if one of them died the other was just a ticking time bomb, despite all his efforts.

-(and he did make an effort. He knew there was a slim chance their story would end well, the way it was. Knew that codependent shinobi were liabilities. He tried to get them to spend time alone and practice more bounderies and make connections outside of each other, but it rarely worked and never for long. They got anxious and twitchy alone, constantly worried about the other. Obito reapplied Rin’s seals when she couldn’t and Rin taught him to get away with petty revenges, and they were all each other had.)

-But, because of this, they were convinced that if one of them was good at something the other didn’t really need to bother with it- expended effort, when they’re both right there anyway. Unless it was fun to practice together, of course, mostly encompassing Taijutsu.

-Rin did Fuinjutsu, Obito did Genjutsu. Rin started Iryouninjutsu, Obito started Kenjutsu. Rin practiced Suiton and Raiton, Obito practiced Katon and Doton. they balanced each other out, kept each other grounded- they completed each other. It felt like they only had each other, more often then not, and sometimes it was true.

-When they were younger, it was always true. They were both orphans by 7. Rin’s mom died in childbirth, her dad stayed around long enough to teach her how to stay alive and how her Kekkei Genkai worked as far as he could remember, but She was a born citizen of Konoha and the village wouldn’t let go of a potential asset, and he couldn’t stay in the village that let his village get destroyed and his wife die. He left her. Obito’s parents were both Shinobi that disappeared mysteriously and were never seen again.

-Gran tried, but she was old and blind and could barely remember Obito half the time. In the end, it was the two of them against the world.

-The Uchiha didn’t care, besides the minor annoyance at Rin entering their compound so often, but. She was Uzushio, and the clan heads were close to the Uzumaki, which basically meant they weren’t allowed to bully an Uzushio clan kid. Obito’s Gran was just happy he had a friend.

-Rin remembered something her Dad told her, and gives Obito a Nohara Seal-Tattoo on the inside of his right wrist, making him an honorary member by the laws of her clan that doesn’t really exist anymore and has literally no significance or benefit in the village. He cries anyway.

-They pretty much always sleep together. Sleepovers are nightly by the time they turn 8. by the time they’re 9, they make a paranoid habit of taking turns on watch. By the time they’re 10, they are outright offended when Minato tries to insist Rin gets her own tent because she’s a ‘growing young lady’ and ‘please Kushina will kill me’.

-They have a secret code. and by ‘a secret code’ I mean several secret codes. Minato figured most of them out. Kakashi did not. It’s a point of pride.

-Despite everyone’s constant objections, Rin somehow always ended up in the middle of a fight, slipping behind Obitio’s back and making up for his defects as easily as breathing. Kakashi always berated her- she was the Med NIn! If she got hurt or killed, they didn’t have anyone to heal her!

-She did not care. She understood, and sometimes felt a little bad about it, but did not care. ‘you join combat for emergencies only’ they insisted, and her automatic response was simple: If Obito is in danger, then it’s an emergency.

-Minato dropped it pretty quickly and instead just focused on training her to be as murder-resistant as possible- sometimes he knew a losing battle when he saw it.

-Kakashi never dropped it until one day he activates her Cain Instinct and she paralyzes him for 8 hours with the med-nin fighting style she was inventing because she was terrifying.

-And I haven’t even touched on them both being trans and supporting eachother through that, and I omitted 600 words about their first kills and biggest fight ever! I could talk about team minato forever god bless

-Sure, Obito got a crush on Rin at somepoint, but that wasn’t the defining part of their relationship. He didn’t go crazy because Rin didn’t like him back, or because she liked Kakashi. He went crazy because she died. She was the most important person in the world to him, his soulmate, platonic or not.

-Obito ‘died’, and Rin self destructed. She was ashamed of it but, really, she only lived on as long as she did after kanabi because she knew Obito would want her too. She couldn’t look kakashi in the eyes. She had several heart attacks because her seals would fade, and she would refuse to tell anyone else how to do them.

-She wrote entire notebooks of things she would tell him when she died so she didn’t forget a thing, stepped around shamrocks like they were posion ivy. Her hair was uncut. She never joined a fight. She killed squirrels on sight with a flash of morbid humor and greif, and still wouldn’t explain why, and she’d rather sit on the floor then in a folding chair.

-Kakashi didn’t want to admit it, couldn’t admit it, even to himself, for years, maybe decades, but in the last few months of her life Rin wasn’t alive. She tried, so hard, for Kakashi’s sake, but she wasn’t. She was a shell of her former self, more impulsive, less quick to smile, more cynical then he thought she would ever be.

-Rin died, and Obito stopped existing. It only made sense- who was he without Rin?

-No one. He was a blank slate, melted down so Madara could form him anew. He became Madara and Tobi and The Masked Man and a Clan Killer, but he would never be Obito again, because there was no Obito without Rin.

-Losing one another wasn’t like losing a limb. It wasn’t like having a part of their soul ripped out. It was nothing so mild. It was losing themself. It was having their soul souls beaten bloodily, shredded, and then disappear without a trace.

-everyone was right, in the end, about them. A tragedy waiting to happen. Terminally codependant. Minato said that once one died, the other was a ticking time bomb, and he was right. He just wished he wasn’t.

....Anyway yeah next time I see someone whine about how its pathetic that Obito tried to destroy the world because his school girl crush died like hes some Incel throwing a fit, I'll go feral.

#naruto #team crackhead #team 7 #team minato #uzumaki naruto #haruno sakura #uchiha sasuke #hatake kakashi #nohara rin #uchiha obito #namikaze minato #long post #headcannons #this wasn't what i promised but it's probably even more important so.#i am still writing the disectal of that post if you're waiting on it #don't worry!

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suffering-and-happy-about-it · 5 years

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WhatsApp? Part 1. (Steve Rogers x reader)

Description: You've never been lucky with guys. You just wanted to catch someone's eye, to be loved. One day, that's about to turn completely - with one fake, completely imagined number a guy gave you.

A/N: It's three a.m. here ok? As always, I can't sleep for shit. And I'm really productive. This idea popped up randomly during listening to one Czech rap song. Oh, shoot, I know. Just enjoy okay?

Warnings: None for now. ;) Some arguing Bucky and Sam and gentleman Steve.

Word count: 2 K

Tagging: @missdictatorme

Series masterlist: H E R E

You couldn’t believe it.

You talked to a guy who was nice, handsome and really well mannered. You were on cloud nine when he wrote his number down and gave it to you with a little bitting his bottom lip.

Little did you know that that guy was a total a-hole. The worst kind of them. He and his fellas just made that freaking number up; and he bit his lip because he holding his laugh, not to appear sexy at all.

But it lined up. The number was reserved for New York. So you were convinced that you got one guy to go to date with and have a nice time. And your friends were totally thrilled when you told them. Literally, no-one could believe it; you were gorgeous in your own way, you were nice but… So naive at times. But now? You have nailed it. You got to score.

And maybe you’ll score with the guy eventually?

That’s what you told to yourself in the morning, sitting on the edge of your bed, writing that number down to add it into your contacts. You almost fell off the bed when a strange name appeared in your WhatsApp contacts.

You didn’t recall him being Steve, but that was alright. You just edited his name in your contacts. Maybe you overheard him yesterday at the club? You tried to study his photo - it was a huge dog, Bernardine you assumed, catching a frisbee with his mouth. You awed. Was that Steve’s dog? Damn, that was cute as hell.

You looked at the name and quote he chose to describe himself on WhatsApp. Steven Rogers: Your patience is the most important thing you have. Don’t lose it. It can bring you great things.

You were in slight awe again - he seemed to be wise and smart. Which only went hand in hand with his good looks you remembered.

Y/N: Hey, handsome. How was the night? Doesn’t your head hurt too much?

You typed with excitement in your moves and then you put your phone down. You were sure that Steve will not text back soon. Only if you knew that you have woken up and completely confused a strange guy on the other end of the line.

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Steve hummed into his pillow as his phone vibrated on the nightstand he had next to his small bed. He liked to keep thing simple - a small flat with two bedrooms, a kitchen combined with a living room and a small bathroom. It looked exactly how would you expected guy’s nest to look - always a bit messy and it barely felt like home. It needed a woman’s hand badly.

He decided to share his flat with Sam in order not to feel so alone in his flat in Brooklyn. As time passed, they bought a bigger sofa for Bucky. There was three of them living together when any mission was occurring. Steve loved his little place.

Steve searched for his phone with his eyes completely shut. He finally managed to get some sleep after some sleepless nights only to be woken up with a WhatsApp message? Was Tony fucking with him again? It was hardly 8 a.m. But dear God - it wasn’t Tony. It was a completely strange number which popped up and starting a new conversation, having box directly above the Avengers text group.

Steve slowly sat up and frowned.

X: Hey, handsome. How was the night? Doesn’t your head hurt too much?

His first instinct was to block that someone and ho back to sleep. But something temped him to text back. So he went for it. Steve Rogers answered a strange text.

Steve: The night has been pretty good. I slept like a baby, maybe a bit better. My head doesn’t ache, should it? Who am I texting with anyway?

He was proud of himself. That was a huge move forward from a guy that barely could use Google. Tony will be out of his mind when Steve is going to tell him about this. He could text back to a strange person. That excited him.

He waited for a bit, silently listening if the person texts back. There was a silence for ten long minutes; then Steve got up and went to the bathroom. It was a delight to be first in there. Sam took a hilarious time in the room and Bucky always left long brown hair behind him. Using a clean bathroom was a special thing in this flat. And Steve was not willing to let that slide.

The shower was quick, he showered every morning and every evening. Sam always made fun of him being a princess obsessed with his looks. That made him always chuckle. The rest was fast - quick shaving to keep his beard completely under control, a quick brushing of his teeth and then he slicked his hair on its place. It was getting too long - so he knew he would have to visit barber any time soon.

After that, he silently sneaked through the living room, trying not to wake Bucky up from his beauty sleep. He had plenty of time to make breakfast for his fellas. That was his concern until the phone vibrated again. Steve opened the text slowly, expecting everything from it.

He expected a message from an obsessed fan, he expected that that text was only a mistake and that that person clarifies that soon after. Steve embraced himself and prepared himself for seeing something Sam called a ‘nude’, which should be an image of someone’s naked body to please the second side of the conversation.

But it was none of that. It was a normal text and Steve even felt some insecurity from it.

X: Sorry, I can be so dumb sometimes. Lol. My name’s Y/N, we met by the bar yesterday? Did you tell me about the stars? Remember?

Okay, then it was Steve’s time to panic. She had probably mistaken his number with his own. What for god’s sake should he do? What should he text back to that lady? Steve calmed down a bit shrugging his shoulders.

Just as Steve wondered what should he answer, one of his best friends (Sam) walked down the kitchen with his primadonna manoeuvres, looking like a piece of shit.

“I heard that you are making some breakfast,” - Sam sat down on one of the chairs, looking Cap himself down with a playful look. Steve just let it be, watching him, trying to form a question in his head. - “I hope that you will leave some for yo boy Sammy.”

“Stop playing around, Sam. I need advice.” - Steve answered in a firm tone, letting the thing for preparing that delicious breakfast be as they are and sitting opposite to Sam.

“I am a bit overwhelmed that someone like you need help from someone like me.” - Sam playfully wiggled his eyebrows. - “Okay, what do you need, Cap?”

“So, I got a text message from someone this morning,” - Steve started to explain and ignored Sams grinning face. He was implementing much more into the situation than what actually happened. - “And I don’t have a single idea what should I answer that person. Are you willing to help me?” - Steve asked shyly.

“Okay, Iceberg. What’s the issue?” - Sam leaned his elbows into the kitchen table and once he had a very serious expression.

“It is a girl. A miss is more on point I guess. She wrote to me that we have… Met. But I don’t recall that. She must’ve met someone different and then misspelt his number.” - Steve recapped most quickly and Sam hummed, quietly offering Steve that he will read her texts. He let him do that.

“Okay Cap. Are we sure it isn’t some crazy-ass woman fangirl? Like one hundred percent sure?” - Sam looked him in the face and gave him his phone back.

“My fan mail of this sort looks way different. I’ve seen things, Sam. She just seems to be clueless.” - Steve sighed.

“Yeah, I’m getting that vibe too, I was just testing you.” - Sam joked and leaned his body closer to Cap, earning a moron look from Steve. - “And you have obviously passed, gee. Spare me those moral looks. Now, what would I do? I would play along. She doesn’t have a clue of who she is writing to, your formal name isn’t that known. I would be the guy she met. Give it some time, you’ll see if she’s hot, and then, maybe some mingle can happen, if ya know what I mean.”

“First of all, champs.” - A humming could be heard coming from the sofa which meant that Bucky is up as well. - “You two are so fuckin’ loud. Second of all. Do you really want to just lie to that lady, Steve?” - Bucky sat up, looking at those two fellas camping at the table; he looked like a Jesus Christ Superstar as Sam used to call him when the morning came.

“Get those Jesus moral thoughts out of here, Buck. I didn’t say to hurt her, did you even listen to a word I said?” - Sam looked Bucky down with his judging stare and proceeded to frown at him.

“Nobody talked about hurting somebody, birdbrain. But I and Steve were raised with manners back in the good old days. And this isn’t how we would have behaved.” - Bucky leaned into the back of Sam’ chair, looking Steve directly into the eyes. - “You’re the biggest gentleman I know, Rogers. Steve would not lie to a lady.”

“Yeah, Jesus. But he can’t just say Hey! I am Captain America! That girl could just sell his number to some interviewers. Do we want that? No!” - Sam and Bucky had their fight fully on and Steve knew that he can’t stop them at that point. Both were speaking the truth - he was a gentleman, indeed, but he couldn’t say to her who he really is. She must have not connected two dots - not many people knew that Captain’s name was Steve Rogers. Maybe in the sixties, but now?

Yeah, he was taught about in school in history, but usually, the young ones had no interest in it. There was a huge probability that the girl didn’t even know who Steve Rogers was.

“Okay, stop it.” - Steve shouted in panic, looking at those two arguing like a married couple. Bucky and Sam immediately stopped, watching him. - “What should I do?”

“Well, do you want to text with that lady?” - Bucky raised his eyebrows. It was a simple yes or no questions and yet Steve sat there like he couldn’t count to five. Then he nodded lightly.

“I guess so. I don’t know who she is, but she seems to be fun with those nicknames. Let’s give it a shot.” - Steve smiled a bit, relaxed about that situation.

“Listen up, Iceberg. I will tell you what to write.” - Sam leaned closer and started talking.

Steve: I don’t really know what you’re talking about, sadly. Maybe you have met someone different and he didn’t write his number, right? My name’s Steve by the way and it’s really nice to meet you. If you want, I don’t mind to keep this texting on. :)

And he was especially proud about that emoji in the end.

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You almost jumped on the phone when it vibrated again. It was from Steve. Did he recall meeting you? As you read the text in your car, you hummed sadly. It wasn’t that man from the bar after all. This was some strange Steve who was well mannered and who was obviously pleased to meet you. That was nice. He wasn’t trying to cut the conversation down, which was lovely as well.

Y/N: Nice to meet you Steve and I’m sorry for waking you up.

And this is how it all has started.

#Steve Rogers #steve rogers x y/n #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers imagine #captain america #samuel wilson #the falcon #james buchanan barnes #bucky barnes #the wintersoldier #the winter soldier #marvel #mcu #avengers #hello there #enjoy bitches

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upthehillask · 5 years

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i’d love to hear your cursed child opinions!

Oh boy, well now you’ve unleashed me :D lol I don’t know if you’re interested more in what I loved or in what I’d critique, so I’ll go for both I guess? And you can read whichever you like :) But tbh you won’t hear anything new from me that you haven’t heard other fans talk about. Anyways, here are my thoughts on the actual play: [Spoiler alert I guess!]

Things I loved:

- THE MAGIC!!! The effects were EVERYTHING. The time warp, the telephone booth, the floo, the underwater, the dementors, the writings on the walls, and so much more… Really cool!!! And I loved the whole vibe and aesthetic of the play too, it felt authentic and fitting! THE SWISHY CLOAKS!! I want them!!

- The scenes I especially enjoyed were Harry’s nightmares, glimpses into his past and scenes from the books in general. I think they executed those quite well, made me really soft! Especially the scenes of little Harry in his cupboard and also him in the graveyard. Gripped my heart. Oh, I also loved that they finally showed Cedric in the end, he was so perfect!!

- Draco. Yes yes yes to dad Draco. Still bitchy, pretentious, and petty, trying so hard to play cool and tough, but a pained softie deep inside—we STAN. The relationship between him and his son I CRI EVRITIEM!!! Draco in the alternative timeline letting Scorpius do what he believes in, Draco in the real timeline hugging his son, I LIVE. And oh my god that scene where Draco walked in to Harry crying.. GOD. Yes emotions, yes vulnerability, yes bonding, yes yes yes. (Though I still can’t get over the ponytail. Would’ve been more than fine if Lucius hadn’t been portrayed with long hair lol)

- I loved Albus!! He’s a good Slytherin boy! That’s all I have to say. He’s a good friend and son who tries his best. I liked him a lot, more so now after watching the play. He really did remind me of Harry in a lot of ways. (Also, unpopular opinion, but I always loved Albus Severus’ name and I always will, fight me.)

- And just all the dad-son relationships, parenthood themes, friendship between the boys, related conflicts… Loved all of them. Touching, inspiring, couldn’t get enough!

- McGonagall was fcking ON POINT. Fcking QUEEN. Get it girl. Show em how to understand and respect children 👏👏👏

- I really loved Snape too! It was nice to finally see him being his self that only Dumbledore got to see in the books. I loved his demeanor too. I know actors change, but the one I saw portrayed Snape in a way that felt more canon. As much as I love Alan Rickman, he was a bit too graceful and sophisticated for canon Snape. In the play, however, Snape was kind of more rough, more rash, less pulled together in a way that he spoke and moved. It’s subtle but I lived for that. Also he was finally short. Yes.

- I feel like I have to mention Harry too. I actually quite liked him, so I’m gonna put him under this list as well. Yeah, that one scene where he threatened McGonagall into strict surveillance of his son is a bit much, errr 😅😅😅 But overall, I like the idea of him struggling as a father, making mistakes and learning from them. He’s a good egg.

- Ron and Hermione, my babies!! I had issues with Ron’s characterization, but I did mostly enjoy the portrayal of their relationship. I liked that their roles within the play were mostly to be together or to find their ways to each other. Since so many fans are against their ship, I was really excited to see them. And I just loved Hermione in general. They got her characterization almost on-point too, I think. I just love her 🥰

- In general, I enjoyed a lot of the dialogue. I liked all those strong, emotional one-liners that make you gasp. Harry saying things, Albus saying things, Scorpius, Draco, Ginny, others… There were good examples of lines they’d say that perfectly articulated everything that they embodied or felt or were dealing with. Well done there.

Okayyy I’m sure there’s more I could think of, definitely, but I’ll stop here since this is already a lot 😁

Things I questioned:

- So the one single biggest thing that I am the most critical of has to do with the plot itself, and it’s about Cedric turning into a Death Eater. I’m sorry but I just can’t. I could write a whole essay on how this makes no canonical sense (and I probably will if you ask me lmaoo), but to sum it up, Cedric eventually turning bitter and evil because he was publicly humiliated directly contradicts his canon character development. Cedric’s humility, kindness, and fairness are the core qualities around which Cedric’s personality was developed in the books. He almost explicitly places popularity, glory, and reputation second, and that’s critical, because if failure and humiliation were to affect him so drastically, his primary core values needed to be broken down and changed beforehand, but they never weren’t. So presenting the Triwizard incident as the turning point for him does not make any sense, and as a result the rest of the narrative falls apart. This is a plot hole and hasty writing.

- Yeah, Bellatrix having a child is still kinda weird 🙃🙃 I just hate that because in the books Bellatrix played the archetype of this anti-mother, the antithesis of motherhood and motherly love. I feel like having her voluntarily bring a child into this world destroys that symbolism. It makes me unsatisfied.

- I had some issues with the very beginning and the whole “montage” of events leading up to the fourth year. I found it overwhelming and disorienting, even though I’ve already read the script and knew what’s going on. Still, I felt like I was hit by a train, watching all the fast-paced scenes, cliché chaotic small talk going on, years going by… It felt messy for some reason. I feel like I need to watch it again in order to fully catch up and process everything I saw, and that’s not a good sign. But I didn’t hate it, I just wish we were more eased into the story.

- Scorpius. Now listen. When I read the script, Scorpius was my favorite character. I LOVED him, this awkward nerd who loves his dad and best friend with all his heart. The way I grew to imagine him was quite not how he was portrayed in the play. I know the dialogue and everything’s all the same, but idk, Scorpius in the play was way more hyper, bolder than I pictured, and worst of all, he was going out of his way to be this wannabe player. He seemed so all over the place, even acting a bit arrogant sometimes, celebrating moments of over-confidence, chasing after girls, trying to be everything BUT himself. But that honestly might just be my takeaway alone. There’s nothing actually wrong with his character, I just found myself slightly disappointed with him in the play specifically. I wish I could see the play again to actually analyze things more thoroughly to explain why I feel this way, but I can’t. I still like Scorpius, but a different version of him. (tho damn did I love those skinny pants on him lmao 👌👌)

- Moaning Myrtle. Like, I laughed, it was funny, but it just wasn’t very tasteful lol and I was left feeling a bit uncomfortable from the idea of this young murdered girl writhing and thirsting over literally everyone. The play really blew that out of proportion and idk it’s kinda awkward when I think about it 😅 And in general, there was just so much thirsting… with Rose, Polly Chapman, Delphi… Not to mention Albus kissing his AUNT… Like damn chill JK please 😂 Weird cliches and teenage hormones aren’t the only source of comedy okay?? 😂😂😂 Also, speaking of Myrtle, I kinda wish there was something mentioned about Draco having had been friends with her in sixth year. Idk it would’ve been nice to see that relationship somehow reminisced since we didn’t really get to see it :)

- Craig Bowker Jr... If he was supposed to be a parallel to Cedric, both being the spare, why did he get literally zero attention?? We don’t really know who he is, we don’t see anyone hurting because of his death, he’s killed with such apathy. We don’t even see his parent grieving, like we saw Amos (who also happen to be an integral part to the plot of CC!). The whole parallel is so incomplete. Poor Craig and his unsymbolic death..

- Ok I am obviously elaborating way too much so let me just quickly summarize the rest of things I don’t actually hate but might wanna rant about: RON IS NOT A JOKSTER—GEORGE IS. RON IS A FIGHTER. HE IS ALSO HARRY’S BEST FRIEND, NOT HERMIONE, BUT HE WAS MADE USELESS AND UNNEEDED, WHICH IS HIS ACTUAL WORST FEAR, SO WHO THE FUCK DARED. ROSE IS MORE THAN A BITCHY ROMANTIC INTEREST AND A BAD FRIEND. WHERE THE HELL IS HUGO. GINNY’S EVEN COOLER THAN SHE WAS PORTRAYED, I PROMISE. THE SURPRISE SECOND TIME TURNER ERRRR LOUSY PLOT DEVICE I’M SORRY. LACKLUSTER PLOT IN GENERAL, THE ONLY ACTUAL TWIST IS DELPHI’S REVEAL—NOT ENOUGH, JKR KNOWS BETTER THAN THIS, THE BOOKS WERE FULL OF TWISTS AND TURNS (but that’s kinda okay with me because the relationships between characters in CC really made the whole story worth it).

Alright enough :’D I’m not actually upset, just exaggerating haha Because overall, I liked the play. I wanna see it again. And I wanna analyze it more, too. I’m so excited I finally got to watch it. It’s far from flawless, but I’m still happy with it overall and want to approach it positively! Sure, I’ll rant when it’s ranting time, but I do love it (:

#the cursed child #cursed child spoilers #Q&A #Anonymous #upthehillask

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cyanidefilledcandy · 4 years

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So, gonna be talking about some sensitive stuff right now...

I am extremely and beyond frustrated right now.

So, the other day, I made a mistake a butt-dialed my sister’s phone while I was at work. (Note: I work overnight.) Later that day, I get a call back from her. I was planning on telling her I made a mistake and whatnot, but instead, a guy answers with a “Who is this?”

This is one of my BIGGEST pet peeves. Do NOT call MY phone and ask me “Who is this?” Regardless of if I called first or what, you don’t have to be rude. I’ve had people mistakenly call me before. And so, I would call back like “Hey. How are you? I got a message or call from this phone. May I ask who this is.” Like, it’s not hard to not be a fucking asshole. So, I responded with “Who is this?!” And they got quiet before hanging up.

At first, I’m wondering if her phone got stolen, so I call my mom to find out. But, before she even picks up, it dons on me that maybe it was her baby daddy, and naturally, I’m wondering why he has her phone and I immediately land on the answer. If it was indeed him, he probably thought I was some guy or something stupid, if my sister didn’t have my number saved. So, I call my mom who confirms that her phone wasn’t stolen to her knowledge. Then we call my sister and my mom hangs up.

I asked my sister if he had her phone and at first she’s like “No. We don’t go through each other’s phones like that” because I do have her old number in my phone and never deleted it. Then she adds “I reckon...” That gives me pause. And then she informs me that her phone has been deleting numbers and contacts, etc. (which thinking about it now, I’m starting to have suspicions about...) I’m boiling, one because I hate being hung up on and two, I’m starting to see shady shit. Going through someone’s phone, especially when they are not around is WAY overstepping a boundary. And two, why the fuck would he have her phone when she’s at work alone without a car, and WORSE, I would find out...

So, my sister says she’ll check with him and I tell her to warn him to never hang up in my face again. She gives a little nervous laugh and I let her get back to work. I start to message him and tell him myself that I don’t care how he treats other women, including my sister, he’s GOING to respect me, but hold off on it. (Though, I’m still considering it.)

Fast forward to today, I talk to my mom who asks me had I heard from her and if she was alright, which I did. She video called last night. Long story short, my mom was babysitting my niece yesterday and didn’t have any food, so she asked my sister if she could go and get the card from BD, which....

My sister tells her that he’s at the job he supposedly lost months ago (they both seem to have forgotten she already said he “lost” the job). So, my mom drives there only to be informed that he doesn’t work for them anymore (big shock). My sister then tells my mom that he works in a different department and...

ALSO, not only does he apparently have her phone and her food stamp card, but also has her BANK card, and.... I’m so pissed and over this situation.

This guy has never been any amount of good. He doesn’t work. Has a car he never lets my sister use. Doesn’t even watch his own kid (or spend time with her from what I’ve seen and heard). Used their kid to claim her on her taxes, which he didn’t tell anyone about and didn’t give my sister OR the kid a cent. And acts like he’s SUCH an important part of my sister’s life and that she would just be LOST without him. Again, he doesn’t work at all and my sister has family out the ass she can go to. My sister got her apartment. She and my family furnished her apartment completely. This guy didn’t do shit. She doesn’t NEED him at all.

At first, I thought the dude was just a deadbeat, but now I’m starting to see he’s an abuser. Even before then, my sister wanted to move up here to make a better life for she and my niece and he whined that “she was taking his daughter from him”. Honestly, I should’ve seen the signs early on. But, now it’s so blatantly obvious and I’m just not at all here for it.

I know exactly where this is going and if she doesn’t get out now, it’s going to get to a point where she will not be able to. But, I also know that abuse victims absolutely will not leave their partners no matter how bad things get until they’re ready for it. And my sister’s smart. I know she sees what’s going on. At first, I thought she was afraid of her child growing up without her parents in the same household because she knows how my parents’ divorce affected her. Now, I’m starting to wonder if she might be afraid. She’s kicked him out twice and he’s sobbed to get her to take him back, but still... The guy is HUGE, so maybe she really is...even though my mom and her husband live less than 5 minutes away from her and my mom’s husband, even through his bullshit, does think of us, my sister especially, as his daughters and is pretty street hard, so....he’d fight for her. My mom would kill for her. My mom literally stabbed someone in the head for yelling with my sister in the room. (Note, this person was not yelling AT my sister...just with her in the room....and my mom stabbed her....in the head...) My dad and most of his siblings are ex military, he, at least, is armed and very over protective. (It took me three whole days for me to talk him down from killing the people who attacked me.) And then there’s me...

I’ve always been protective of my sister and I’m honestly at a point in my life where....I just don’t care.

So, speaking of that....when she calls me tonight and i make sure the phone is in her hands and he’s not around, I’m just going to be frank with her. Again, I’m at a point in my life where I don’t care to tiptoe around people’s feelings. I don’t care to bullshit. I’m going to tell her straight up that this is abusive behavior and she needs to get out NOW. Because it’s only going to escalate from here and it’s going to get to a point where either she can’t escape or he’s going to kill her or my niece (which God and Satan and every other deity in the universe help him if he does). If she wants to leave and she’s scared to, all she has to do is say the word. She doesn’t have to say or pack anything. I will be down there to get her and her baby and drive them back up here. If she’s scared he’ll hurt my mom, my mom can come with us. Hell, she’s not doing anything in that shitty town anyway except for being miserable. We can go back at a later date with my dad and we’ll pack up all of their stuff and get a storage room until we can do better.

God in Heaven knows I want to leave this fucking state, but if it comes to the point where we have to get an apartment here, then so fucking be it. And if that motherfucker even LOOKS like he wants to do something, I will light his ass up like a house during Christmas.

Again....I’m at the point now where I don’t care... I hesitated to kill the fuckers who attacked me because I didn’t want my stepmom to come home to find her daughter dead. Because I loved my stepmom more than I hated her bitch daughter (and believe me when I say that is saying a LOT, and not just because of what they did to me). Lo and behold, they’re still here today and out of jail to abuse their children for another decade. I also once had a friend tell me that, though I had the desire, I didn’t really have it in me to kill someone when my sister was seeing a pedophile. I think he was right...back then. I swear....that hesitation is not there anymore. Even right now, it’s taking everything in me not to just borrow some money from my friend, head down there now, and put several bullets in him right now. Literally everything in me. And I don’t give a fuck if my sister and niece hate me for the rest of their lives. I really, really don’t. I love them more than I hate him, true enough, but that’s exactly why I won’t hesitate to put that fucker down....because I know in the end, they’ll be better off. The world would be better off. And I know I’m not God and I have no right to make that decision, but if the alternative is my sister and niece wind up hurt or dead, then oh well. I’ll go to Hell for that...

It’s funny....I had a dream when my niece was first born that my niece got killed, he was responsible for it, and my sister was in denial about the whole thing. I chalked it to just a crazy dream, but....

But, anyway, I’m going to lay it on the table for my sister. I know she’s not going to want to hear it. She’s going to get pissed off. She’ll ignore it. She may even hate me. But, it’s going to drive me insane if I don’t at least say my piece. (And yes. I will tell her to make sure she deletes it when she’s done reading; I’m not an idiot.) But, maybe if the seed is there, and maybe if I remind her that she does indeed have options, then she’ll wisen up before it’s too late. Maybe not now....but before it’s too late.

Sorry for the length (to anyone who actually read this until the end), but I just had to get this all out. Again, I’m so pissed and frustrated and holding back the urge to commit murder without probable cause, so I feel like I’m going to explode, and I want to just kill myself because I can’t handle the idea of my sister and niece being hurt, or the fact that my sister is smarter than this and that she likely won’t listen to what I have to say and.....I’m just tired. I’m tired of the world.

People act like it’s so hard to just be decent fucking people and then the ones who refuse to listen to reason and keep themselves in a shitty situation, and I’m just tired of caring about people more than they care about themselves. And I’m tired of caring about everything so deeply and being powerless to do anything about anything and I just have no idea what to do with these pent up feelings right now, other than violence (either against someone else or against myself). I’ve tried drawing, but that didn’t help. Maybe this blog will at least calm me down to the point where I don’t feel so impulsively and manically violent, though....

#diary #rant #abuse #domestic abuse #emotional abuse

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didsomeonesayventus · 4 years

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ESSAY TIME I love a ship please come hang out w/ me on this dinghy or like. dont because fates is awful and I can’t blame u for dodging that bullet but i just wanna scream because i love them and they’re the fixation rn so 321 GO

i cant blame anyone for not really seeing this because their support is. Ok. Its alright. Not amazing, it’s serviceable, better options are out there in fates I'll concede. Corrin has like. At least 3 other love interests who feel more canon LMAO but this isn’t about them

It's more from elsewhere in their characterization that really made me adore them and, as I mentioned in tags, a lot of this comes from how I write them which. Is largely filed under rp stuff right now but more ramble time on how i write them i guess dont forget to mark your free bingo space for throwing out large swaths of fates canon and writing. Also we're scooting their canon support gently to the side because it’s ok it’s not the most offensive writing this nightmare scrap heap of canon has to offer but a massive missed opportunity.

PART 1- One (1) Corn, With a Side of Emotional Neglect

*makes vague gesture at Disney's Rapunzel* Corrin would have been so much better recieved if the devs just took some notes from you instead of writing such a flat character i swear.

Corrin in particular with how I write her is getting a pretty massive rework in the emotionally stable department because honestly I don’t believe she would be. like. She's not dumb, but she is naive, important distinction, and it ends up coloring her views a lot and I have a ramble on that over here on the inverse graph that is Corrin’s confidence but to dissect where her attitudes came from:

Her family was limited to visits, and she has been directly/implicitly blamed for this for roughly a decade and a half, at least a decade, by not being an insane king's definition of strong enough to be with them. Bad memory makes her frail, swordsmanship isn’t up to par, doesn’t seem to offer much else in terms of skills unlike Xander, a Certified Badass(tm), Magic-oriented Leo and Elise, and Magically gifted but just plain ruthless Camilla. She’s held at arm’s length from her family, and while her siblings may have always loved her and expressed that love as often as they could, they’re not always there or a good yardstick to measure her progress with, and she had to always watch them go and likely wonder when they would come back, or if they even would.

As for our beloved butler and maids, being surrounded by servants was probably her most constant and consistent source of contact, and she does love them, but it can be very easy to wonder if they love her because they do or because it's their job to.

Corrin's faith in everyone around her and unwavering trust is there because any sort of doubt is basically redirected to. her. Because she is the dumbass who's still figuring the world out. She's hyper aware she's still learning and making naive decisions and she overcompensates that with "well what do I know" and not feeling really all that worthy to be Special Protagonist. She doubts herself before almost everything else.

Brief mention of Dragon arc because fates was dumb and neglected an entire arc for dragon feelings beyond chapter 5 and foreshadowing for Dad(tm) but I also write in an arc of the Dragon Is A Metaphor For Loving Yourself Faults And Trauma And All Love Yourself And You Can Control Yourself Dammit.

*Corrin hurt herself in her confusion!*

The way I write Corrin is not nearly as put together and confident as Canon™️ Corrin is, at least for a good chunk of the plot. She fakes it till she makes it because she is a leader and being mopey will not get things done but she’s also very self critical and mopey on the inside and quite paranoid that people don’t actually like being around her and just. ball of stress and anxious hidden under Many a uwu that she doesn’t want to talk about because why should she complain her childhood wasn’t That Bad and if she’s mopey how can she set a good example and people don’t like debbie downers and look its fine its fine lmao

PART 2- Mr. Perfect

As for Mr. Subaki he puts a lot of time and effort into looking perfect. I emphasize that because he may very well have natural talent, but honestly it feels like a large amount of his perfection is just. Stressing himself out by planning for and rehearsing everything possible! God this anxious idiot I love him!!! He's sociable and agreeable, but I think with basically everyone it’s. Skin deep. He’s charismatic Enough, and he digs a bit into the other’s history and personality if he’s interested, but he never really lets the other reciprocate like a magician never revealing his fraudulent secrets.

Biggest problem with that is he can't open up and vent because that is to admit a flaw and no no cant have that we cannot have that so he's just. Not sure who to turn to and has trouble being emotionally honest- even to himself. He just! Doesnt let himself have fun or relax; all perfect all the time baby. There’s basically no one who he could consider a close and trusted friend who can love him flaws and all. The closest would be Sakura and Hana and welp. gotta keep things professional and it’s not like Hana really expresses a sense of understanding and patience when they’re fiercely competitive with each other.

There’s probably a lot of muttering to his pegasus while he’s cleaning her hooves or braiding her mane, or staying up late thinking about how narrowly disaster was and wasn’t avoided that day but he. Also doesn’t really vent and also feels that imposter syndrome of “I’m honestly awful how did I even make it here.”

and it stinks because I think at his core he is a very sweet and caring guy and a massive dork, but he just plops himself on the edge of a pedestal and gives himself no room to be himself or anything less than perfect and is likely on the cusp of impending burnout.

you dumb anxious idiot i have S-Ranked you every fucking time I open this godforsaken game I didn’t even fucking plan for this

PART 3- (Patrick Warburton impression) “Oh yeah, it’s all coming together.”

So our characters and stage are set. We got FE Fates (I’ll default to Rev), we got my views when writing these two, so what next? What is the general plot I imagine since we’ve gently scooted aside the canon support chain?

The dumbasses-to-be think they’re out of each other’s league.

For Subaki, it is plot-irrelevant background character falling in love with the protagonist, which yields the exact sort of pining you’d imagine: man you are super cool and hit all my standards but I’d be dreaming if you felt the same about me. She’s sweet, she takes charge, she can fight for herself well enough, has he mentioned she’s sweet? He can actually relax a bit around her which is really odd but I guess that’s what happens when your personal skill is literally called “Supportive”. Oh yeah and also his Lady’s older sister which oof. Sakura? In law???? Hinoka in law???? Takumi in law?????????? ryoma in law oh gods.

For Corrin, it’s Mr. Prince Charming right there and he’s very nice and Sakura is saying so many nice things about him but wow she’s. a princess from a country that has consistently terrorized his and on top of that might a well have been raised under a rock!!! And she picks up details and nuances in people remarkably well, but she overthinks them. She can pick up that Subaki- while very polite and friendly -isn’t being entirely forthcoming about what he’s thinking or feeling, but she can’t pin down exactly what it is, and makes the educated guess that he's just being nice because she’s Sakura’s sister or something.

And they’re friendly. They help each other out a bit. There’s tension, sure, but no one really comments on it (except for everyone making bets in the bg). They don’t really yield on their internal messes because Corrin knows she’s a leader and can’t really do that and distracts herself with believing in everyone around her, Subaki just flat out would rather do literally anything besides admit he’s messed up anywhere or open up. So feeling are put on a low simmer for awhile.

Of course they fall in love, and it almost gets messed up because when Subaki requests to talk with her in private to confess, she immediately assumes he’s going to tell her that he’s not interested. Her simmer roars into a boil because she’s been under Protagonist Stress ON TOP OF having a crush she’s confident won’t be reciprocated, so she snaps quite a bit because that has all been shoved in a bottle and she just wants to get the mess over with if he’s just going to tell her very nicely that her company is lovely but hes not interested it hurts a lot to think that but its fine you don’t have to settle.

But the thing is being emotionally vulnerable like that, pointing out she’s scared too of always not being enough and living up to expectations, to finally get that off her chest, spurs him into it, too. Because she gets it. She honest to god gets it even if she bought into the lie he’s perfect she understands. Oh, yeah, she also reciprocates feelings that’s really excellent too. Like Subaki probably makes a lot of fuss about a bunch of ultimately meaningless details and having “standards” and yadda yadda gods help whatever poor soul asks him to pull out the list of traits of his ideal partner, but I think at the end of the day if he’s looking for love most of all, like a lot of people he just wants someone who he can just. be himself around. Who likes it when he’s being himself!

And they both learn that yeah maybe they’re more flawed than they’ve been lead to believe, but it starts to not matter at all because they still try really hard and everyone makes mistakes. They’re both here to say it’s ok your best is enough, YOU are enough. They both think they’re amazing regardless of their mistakes and love to see each other smiling and succeeding and just make. a nice little bubble of comfort. They’re stubborn and supportive, they learn how to poke and prod the bad moods away be it making a nice cup of matcha and talking it out or laughing at a tiny, meaningless mistake and repeating it to keep that feeling of dread away. Also they both spoil their partners regardless of who they end up with you can’t @ me on that they both do it which means guess what mega spoil time. And long hair on both just means they can braid each other’s hair no problem... waaaaaa.... Also early rise Subaki and late rise Corrin so there’s always a sleepy fight in the morning because UGH this is early you keep saying i’ll get used to it but im not i need a kiss first if you want me to be up this early. Subaki is better at logic and planning than Corrin, and Corrin keeps things optimistic and has a good gut for when to take an improvised risk. They’re always swapping places on who’s holding the other back from a fight that isn’t worth it because some asshole insulted the other, they mediate each other and will fight anyone who even harms a hair on the other’s head. They give and they give back and they work together perfectly.

And when it comes to the kids that bubble expands and they make sure they all have the tools to just take a deep breath and remember it’s okay Mama and Papa love you so much and you’re going to be amazing no matter what you do. Corrin’s got the best stories to tell and Subaki tucks the blankets in just right. They’re good parents with a lot of patience and plenty of mental health wisdom which is good because, as my mom would say, “bad brain chemistry is my bad”.

Like UGH I love them. I love them a lot. A good chunk of this is me making canon better thank me fates devs

Part 4- Katie All of This is Out of Your Noggin What About Canon

(DBZ abridged vc) WHAT ABOUT CANON but ok here have some canon quotes

“The two spent the rest of their lives together. Corrin ruling as the wise Queen of Valla. Subaki adapted quickly to royal leadership and became a great source of support for his wife. “ - Revelation route ending

“I feel like the pressure's off when I'm with you. I don't have to be perfect.” “You'll never be lonely as long as I'm around. Just call me and I'll come running.” - Friendship bonding quotes but also consider waaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

“This might sound corny, but I think you're my soulmate.” - What he says when he is married to you and yes that is corny and its perfect

hot spring is dumb fanservice BUT if you can get the good RNG to get them both in there “A shared bath warms not just my bones, but my heart as well.” “I-I suppose so...I just wonder if it's right to be so happy...” (emphasis mine) IT ABSOLUTELY IS BE HAPPY AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

also one of his quotes when u stop by your quarters is "Ah, welcome home, dear. Kick off those shoes and relax. You're with me now!" and you absolute himbo your wife doesn’t fucking wear shoes!!!!!!!!!

Part 5- I’m done I’ve yelled into the void good night enjoy a ship please be excited for the fic I have on the backburner that I will get out there one of these days but I want it to be perfect so RIP me I guess

#katie rambles #long post #in case read more fucks up on mobile

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alright alright alright story time.

I went down to FL for the weekend to hang with @in-solo-we-trust and we drove to orlando for the seattle game. she tried to warn me about the city and stadium and fans, I will admit lmao. but nah dude you gotta witness it in person.

All I’m gonna say is orlando’s stadium is in the middle of a fucking dump and looks like it was just picked up and placed right in the middle of the most random shittiest piece of land in the city but sadly they purposely built that bitch there thinking it would be appealing. also, seeing the amount of hype and promo they put into making ashlyn one of the faces of the team given her performances that deadass hinder their progress year after year is really actually sad to see. embarrassing. but I will say the stadium and field are nice. seeing kop and lydia in goal made me miss hope and I wanted to die. kop should be the starting keeper dont try to argue it bitch there is no argument. but kop didn’t stop to sign. not a lot of players did, it was so fucking nasty hot and humid out, understandable. and syd’s baby tater tot is super cute. but syd saw seattle gear in the stands and walked the other way down the line lmao. and carson was really sweet, I told her we miss her in Seattle, she smiled and said thank you. I don’t understand how all these players are so photogenic after sweating their asses off in that heat for that long but here we are. beautiful fishes. also orlando fans are exactly like I thought they’d be lmao. but I will say it was a decent size crowd and though annoying they were loud and it’s obvious ppl there really support their team and players so that’s important. except 3rd string stans. also nwsl officiating is even worse in person than I’d imagined. tragic. enough there.

most of seattle players dipped after huddling after the game bc they looked beat. the heat really fucking drains you. but we got jess’ attention as she was walking off and I waved my tiny dragon jersey. she came over like the bad ass she is. shirt up slightly to wipe her face thank you @god. she looked so over the heat but she was nice and signed and spoke briefly. she’s bigger than I thought in person and I want her to choke me w her nice tatted arms thanks. she signed for alexis and me then we got a selfie and she left. tiny dragon of my heart forever. I brought my naho 36 jersey too and she saw it and came over smiling big. my sun and stars. she was so cute she asked me where she should sign and if I wanted her to write a 9 or 36. delicate assassin, I stan forever. rumi smiled and waved a little to ppl but she was limping a lil bit and looked in pain :( and bev was barely walking on her own and crying as she was helped off the field at halftime. but she saw us and smiled through it and looked happy to see seattle fans right there. then after the game betos gave her a piggyback to the tunnel and she saw us again and waved and said sorry as she was going bc she’s a gigantic sweetheart who is genuinely concerned she did not get to stop and talk to/sign for ppl and I’ll fucking fight you on this. I didn’t actually meet her but I can tell she’s the sweetest one on the team from the way she was that’s all. luuuu came over to this girl next to us and talked forever and a fucking day. then syd came over w baby tater tot and they all chatted for awhile. syd’s baby emanates the biggest mood faces ever. alexis has the picture that proves it. lu is so fucking pretty hello. glowing skin whats your technique. and she’s really relaxed and sweet too. took time to talk and asked if alexis was from seattle bc she had an old school program. nice laugh, gracious.

the highlighter kits really do blind your fucking eyes out and they really do have a curse. but I called a tie. we always tie those hoes. and apparently I have reversed alexis’ bathroom curse. ugh my presence. I made the mistake of sticking my hand out when taylor was jogging by like she does with all her missed goal scoring opportunities and I touched her hand. my bad. I don’t want these vibes. yeah she scored for us blah blah, jess should’ve blasted that one shot she had. one day I will witness a tiny dragon goal and I will be compete once again. queen of assists naho came through so can’t complain. when seattle scored we jumped up and alexis shoved me and made me spill my beer. pissed of orlando fans everywhere. that’s a mood. some good saves from both posts. assistant ref runs a lot. tall beautiful gazelle. front row seats are what’s up. but florida weather is literally satan’s sauna all the time. I’m still recovering from an internal heat stroke. anyways I’m so happy I got to see the goobers play in person and I got to hang with the chillest beach bum all weekend.

#seattle reign fc #seattle reign #adventures in satan's state

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sherrybaby14 · 6 years

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This is for @faegal04 The One Who Hates Thanksgiving Challenge

My prompts is : “All right. Rock, paper, scissors for who has to tell the whore to leave.”

Summary: You return to the clubhouse after being on the run for the past year. Are you ready to return to your old life?

Warnings: Smut, dom/sub undertones, talks of ownership, mention of self-harm.

Characters: Chibs x Reader (This is my first Sons of Anarchy story!)

Tags: @captainemwinchester @kawaiirepublic @buckyscrystalqueen @blondesouthsquad @purplemuse89 @screeching-pterodactyl-fangirl @taintedgenre @roschelesworld @kellyn1604 @negan--is--god @idonthavehusbandsihavelovers @mac5323 @marauderice @thecynicalnerd

The handle was right there. You reached for it, only to pull your hand back, cradling it as if you almost placed your palm into a pit of snakes. You bit your lip. That was exactly what you were doing, diving right back into a pit of vipers.

You turned around and almost broke into a sprint, you envisioned running so fast and hard that your heart would explode. But if you did that the running would never stop. And you were tired. Running was no longer an option. It was time to go home, if he would take you.

The door creaked open and you stepped inside, your nose smacked with the scent of stale beer and cigarette butts. Empty bottle littered the clubhouse bar, but it looked like someone already started picking up, you expect it to be dirtier considering the night before was Black Wednesday.

Your eyes went to the mugshot wall, unsurprisingly a few additional photos had been added. The sneakers you wore didn’t make much noise as you walked over, interested to see who was arrested this year. There he was, the picture newer proving he had a run-in with the law again. Your heart started throbbing at the sight of him.

As if the photo put you in a trance you lifted your hand to run your fingers down his face while the back of your brain screamed at you to run. Running was a better option than this life. At least when you were on the run you had freedom or a sense of it. Here you would be trapped again, owned. You winced your eyes shut and tried to fight off the anxiety. Owned maybe, but protected. Fed. Cherished even.

“Party’s over lady.” An unfamiliar voice made you turn. “It’s Thanksgiving. Get the fuck out of here.”

The prospect didn’t look at you as he threw the empty bottles into the garbage bag with a clink. You had a feeling this was how he was spending his holiday. It never occurred to you that the first person you ran into would be a stranger. You blinked your tears away and tried to think of what to say.

“I mean it. Get the fuck out of here.” The prospect walked around the bar and grabbed your upper arm. “I have enough to do and I’d like to get to Gemma’s before all the turkey is gone.”

He dragged you towards the door, literally taking you out with the trash. You didn’t like his hand on you and felt the panic rise in your chest. Maybe this is what you deserved, what would happen anyway, but it shouldn’t be decided by a prospect.

Mustering all your strength you pulled your fist back and flung it towards his cheek. Your strength was low, but luckily your aim was crap too and you nailed him right in the throat. He dropped your arm and the garbage bag and brought his hands to his knees as he almost keeled over, struggling for air.

You took a few steps back and tripped, landing on your ass with a thud. The prospect looked at you with pure rage. You’d seen girls beaten in this place before and knew he was within his right to retaliate, especially if you were some Crow Eater, but that was never your title.

“I don’t have time for this shit!” The prospect gave you a disgusted look before walking towards the back. “JAX?”

He called a name familiar to you. This was it, your last chance to retreat. To cancel your asinine plan and return to the free world. You heard footsteps and scrambled to your feet, taking quick steps towards the exit. Your hand was on the door when the footsteps entered the room.

“This is what you were scared of?” The sound of Jax smacking the prospect on the back of the head echoed across the space. “Looks like she’s taking off anyway.”

“Or she’s blocking the exit and is going to attack prospect again.” Tig laughed. “Get out here honey. There’ll be another party tomorrow, but holidays are for family.”

Family. The word was always foreign to you. The only time you had any sense of what it meant was when you were under this roof. Of course, it wasn’t the typical bond, but you always felt like you belonged when you were here. Sure it came with rules and obedience and the occasional punishment, but now that felt like a small price to pay.

“Alright. Rock, paper, scissors for who has to make the whore leave.” Tig clearly hadn’t changed.

Not wanting to wait for one of them to strong arm you again you closed your eyes, took a deep breath, and turned around. When you opened your lids none of them were looking at you. Tig and Jax were readying to play their game, but before Jax threw he glanced up. The smile on his face vanished to a look of shock.

“What the fuck man?” Tig held his fingers in the shape of a scissor and looked up at Jax.

The VP gave Tig a smack and he turned his vision towards you as well. The playful smile vanished and he blinked several times, both of them probably thought they were staring at a ghost.

“Hello Y/N.” Jax kept his voice low. Without breaking eye contact he nodded towards the hall.

Tig disappeared and your heart fluttered, no doubt about who he was going to retrieve. Your hand went behind you and grabbed the door handle, again fearing this was a mistake.

“Don’t do that Darling.” Jax shook his head. “I’d have to chase you and nobody wants that.”

He held his arms in front of him as if he were cornering a wild animal.

“You’re here for a reason. I don’t think you want to run again anyway, do you?” His blue eyes got closer, making you feel smaller than you were.

Your voice caught in your throat as your back hit the door. Jax continued to stalk towards you. You wished your body would melt into the frame and you could vanish from this place once again. You could feel the heat of his breath on your face and peeked your eyes open. His arm was stretched over his head and you looked to see him slide a bolt into place, locking the exit.

Something in you started to break again. You were trapped, but this time you had done it to yourself. Returning here was an awful idea. Panic filled your veins.

“Y/N?” Your attention snapped to behind the bar.

The soft Irish accent filled your ears and your toes started to curl. Jax started to back away and you felt exposed.

“Fuck.” Chib’s voice centered you on him again.

It felt like nobody else was alive on the entire planet as you looked into his eyes. He grunted before jumping over the bar and stalking towards you. Your hands went to his face and you started to stroke his cheek, almost unsure if he was real or not. He wrapped his fingers around your upper arms and studied you, in the same way, his eyes trailing every bit of your skin with possessiveness.

All your fears vanished in a single moment and a sense of shame came over you. Since you had arrived you were at a loss for words, but now only two seemed to matter.

“I’m sorry.” You dropped your head to his shoulder and breathed in Chib’s scent. Leather, gunsmoke, and a hint of mint. That was your man.

He slid his hand around your back and pulled you against him, squeezing you tight. You gripped onto his vest, never wanting to let him go. Time seemed to stand still. You weren’t sure if Chibs held you for a minute or an hour. Finally, you calmed down enough to ask a question.

“Are you mad at me?” You looked up at the man who had taken such care of you, ruled your life with an iron fist, kept you in line, declared you as his property.

“Furious.” He brushed your hair back and placed a kiss on your forehead. “You have no idea how much trouble you’re in Baby Doll.”

A shiver went down your body, knowing you deserved whatever punishment Chibs wanted to dole out. One of your biggest fears about coming back to this place was being replaced or turned away. You nodded your head, hoping if you agreed with him neither of those things would happen.

Chibs leaned down and placed his shoulder on your stomach, your body went forward as he stood up, your ass swinging in the air and head down by your ankles. Even upside down the walk to his room was familiar. He kept one arm firmly around your waist, securing you to his shoulder.

He opened the door to his room and kicked it shut. You heard his reach around and flip the deadbolt, you were grateful, it meant he wasn’t going to toss you out yet. In one motion he set you down on the edge of the bed. You sat up as he knelt before you. His salt and pepper beard and hair had grown since you’d left. Chibs started to untie your sneakers and you lifted your foot to help him.

“Where have you been?” His accent made your stomach flutter as he pulled off the first shoe.

“As far west as Michigan.” You lifted your other foot. “Small towns off the highway.”

“Did you hitchhike?” He pulled your other shoe off.

“Yes.” You wouldn’t lie to him.

He looked up at you, not trying to hide the anger in his eyes.

“You know better than that.” He yanked off a sock. “Did anyone hurt you while you were on your little adventure?”

You shook your head. There were a few close calls, but you always carried mace. You didn’t think Chibs needed the details at the moment. His disappointment made you cross your arms as if you could cover the last year. He pulled off your other sock and then reached up and grabbed your wrist, unfolding your cloak of protection.

“What did you do for money?” He grabbed your other wrist.

“Waitress.” You knew what he was asking. “I couldn’t hold down a job. Whenever anyone with a cut came in I was scared they would notice me.”

Chibs pulled your other wrist forward. He grabbed the bottom of your shirt and pulled it over your head. He flung the long sleeved item to the floor and pulled your hands together. He flipped them over and pushed them together. The tattoos on each wrist forming your symbol, letting anyone who could read them understand who you belonged to and where to find him.

“Or were you scared they would notice this?” Chibs raised an eyebrow.

You nodded and he sighed.

“I’ll have to get you one in a more public place.” He stroked the side of your neck. “One you won’t be able to hide so easily.”

You had struggled to keep your wrists covered, there was no way your hair would be enough to cover a neck tattoo. You let out a whimper at the thought. Chibs grabbed your chin.

“You just came back and already thinking about running again?” His eyes went dark. “You should be grateful for my marks.”

“I won’t run again.” You softened your expression. “It was a mistake. I’m sorry.”

“I know you are.” Chibs nodded. He dropped his glance towards your jeans and started to undo your fly. You didn’t stop him. “I spent a lot of time searching for you Y/N. I was scared you were dead. Do you know what that feels like?”

“Yes.” You thought about all the nights he disappeared on club missions, how many times you didn’t think he was coming back.

Your eyes caught him and there was a hint of sorrow in them. He shook his head and instead tugged on your jeans. You lifted your butt and they slid off, leaving you in only your bra and panties. Chibs tossed the jeans with your shirt and then moved to sit on the bed next to you. You turned towards him. His eyes studied you, no doubt looking for signs of trauma.

“I stayed clean. I didn’t hurt myself either.” You wanted him to be proud of that, proud of you.

“But you wanted to?” Chibs asked. “Is that why you came back to me?”

You looked away in shame, feeling like a weak human being. Chibs put his finger under your chin and tilted your face back towards his.

“You have zero privileges or trust.” His eyes darkened again. “You have to start at the bottom again and earn your way back. Every night until I see fit you’re going to receive a punishment and you’re going to thank me for it. Do you understand?”

“Yes.” You hated it when he was mad at you, but you did deserve it. “I’m sorry.”

“Starting tomorrow.” Chib’s lips twitched into a smile.

“What?” You started to ask.

“Tonight, I’m just thankful you’re back.” He licked his lips. “And I’m going to give you several reasons never to leave me again.”

Before you could comprehend his statement his lips were on yours. They were soft and inviting. You let out a squeak of surprised and his hand went behind your head, holding you in place. He parted them and slid his tongue into your mouth. The immediate passion he brought was so much you were sure your legs would have given out if you weren’t already seated.

Chib’s other hand went up your back and unhooked your bra. It felt forward and he tossed it away. His hand went straight to your chest and he kneaded your mound. You let out a whimper, forgetting how good the man’s touch was. His fingers were rough and calloused, bringing a different sensation on your tender buds as he tweaked them into stiffness.

“You’ve been a very bad girl Y/N.” The Irish tone sent another wave of arousal through you. Chibs resumed the kiss in between speaking and started to slide his hand down your stomach over your panties. “But fuck, I missed you.”

His fingertips brushed over your core and you let out a moan. He responded with a chuckle before gathering the crotch of your panties in his fist and yanking them down. You brought your hands up to his cheeks as he pushed you backward, laying you down while his mouth was still over yours.

Chib’s hand slid up your bare thigh until his fingers were at your slit. He pushed down until they were at your entrance and inserted one with ease. You hadn’t realized how wet you were for him, but honestly, your body started readying itself before you even stepped foot in the clubhouse.

“Even though you’ve been so naughty you’ve kept your training.” Chibs moved to your neck. “Prepared for me already.”

He added a second finger and you arched your back as he curled them forward, working against the fleshy patch on your interior. He licked up your neck and stopped at your ear.

“Tell me Y/N.” The accent would be the death of you. “How many men touched you like this?”

“None.” You shook your head. “Only you.”

There was a look of approval on his face and you craned your neck, wanting to hear two words on his lips, remind you that you aren’t all that bad.

“Un-un.” He shook his head. “You don’t deserve that. You have to earn it.”

He curled his fingers faster and you cried out, gripping onto the side of his arm.

“Be lucky I’m allowing this.” He went back to kissing your neck.

There was no denying the tightness forming inside of you, the way your insides were growing needy as you started rocking your body back and forth with Chib’s hand. You always focused so much on your reasons for leaving it was easy to forget this was one of the main ones for returning. The way only he could make you feel.

“Now cum, like the good girl you can be.” Chib’s said those two words and that was it for you.

A shudder went through your entire body as you exploded on his hand. Your body gushing juices around his fingers as a ringing started forming in your ears. His hand disappeared and your head lulled back on the pillow.

You spread your legs and bent your knees, knowing what was coming next. Good girl, that was what you wanted to be for him. You wished you could erase the last year. You wondered what your life would have been if only you’d stayed.

You gasped as Chib’s started sliding into your hole. His cock always managed to fill you up to the point you were unsure you could take any more. Time had not changed that and soon his head was taping at your cervix.

Your hands went back to his shoulders as you steadied yourself, knowing he was about to start pounding into you, but right now your body was for him and you would give him anything he wanted. You gripped his t-shirt and let out a whimper.

“No.” He looked down on you. “Right now you’re the only one naked. You don’t deserve to feel my skin on yours.”

He leaned down and the leather of his vest pushed against your nipples as he started to thrust inside of you. The sensation wasn’t painful, but it would have felt much better to feel him bare against you. Chibs didn’t start out slow as he continued pumping in and out of you.

He started to roll his pelvis, brushing against your ignored clit. The action made you squirm against him and try to position yourself in a way that you received more pressure on the engorged bud. Chibs entertained your efforts and started moving in a corresponding way.

It didn’t take long until you were coming undone again, a withering mess underneath him. Your orgasm was so powerful, you could feel it at your fingertips. Chibs did not slow down, and every thrust sent you back into euphoria, but there was one piece of information you had to share before your paramour joined you in climax.

“I’m not on the pill.” You whispered into his ear.

He always took care of your medications, of course, there was no way you would have continued them after you ran away. That would have meant a paper trail.

Chib’s ignored your comment and let out another grunt. Then he pushed in hard and you cried out again, the waves of your orgasm continuing as he pressed into your cervix. His cock was blowing up inside of you, coating your womb with his white juices.

“You’re still in so much trouble Y/N.” Chibs let out heavy breaths. “Tomorrow.”

He pulled out of you and rolled over on to his back. You turned on to his chest and shut your eyes as you cuddled against him. Maybe if he got you pregnant the punishment would be cut short, then you would be his good girl again, and he would have to forgive you completely.

“Thank you.” Now those were the only two words you wanted to say.

#sons of anarchy smut #chibs smut #chibs x reader #soa #soa smut #soa chibs #chibs imagine #fanfic #smut #theonewhohatesthanksgivingchallenge

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captainsimagines · 7 years

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Kill ‘Em With Kindness - PART SIX

Bucky Barnes x Reader

You had been detected. You were now on their radar. You were recruited for one mission only. You’re trained and put to the test. With your background, everyone realizes it was a mistake recruiting a college student who would soon be faced with the thing that drove her to kill in the first place.

Warnings: violence, swearing

Word Count: 3,292

“You are the most beautiful person I have ever seen… I want to ruin you.”

“You’re too late.”

A/N: so, I drew the protagonist’s suit! Just imagine the Tony Stark touch and you’re good to go! ENJOY!

PART SIX

Flashback- 3 years ago.

“Y/N, it is literally every girl’s dream to study abroad in Paris!” Lucy exclaimed. You shook your head and grinned at her.

“Ugh, but it’s just too pretty!” you matched her pitch. Walking down the streets of Paris with dozens of shopping bags in your hands, you and Lucy took to sight-seeing. It was Lucy’s honeymoon. Her husband was the C.E.O of one of the biggest companies in New York City, just behind Tony Stark’s legacy. Lucy met him when they hailed the same taxi, and she would never let you forget how her love story was one for the books. She always promised you would experience the same. You had just turned 18 and even though this was Lucy’s honeymoon, she dragged you to Paris as a graduation gift.

“Maybe you’ll meet someone here! C’mon, Y/N! Live life to the fullest!” Lucy giggled. You rolled your eyes and pushed her shoulder.

“I should get my degree before I even think about romance,” you explained. She groaned and threw her head back. You smiled, your eyes crinkling and your teeth showing.

“Romance never comes at the wrong time!” she said.

“Lucy, you know damn well that’s not true,” you smiled. She shrugged her shoulders and adjusted the multiple bags in her hands.

“I’m just saying. My baby sister is going to start college soon and I’m off living the dream,” Lucy mentioned.

Your mouth fell open and you punched her arm playfully. “Are you saying I’m not living the dream?”

She laughed, “No! Oh my god, I just meant that I feel like our life is going by so fast and I’m already near my mid-life crisis, hence ‘the dream’.”

The playful nature between the two of you was never outdated. Ever since you two were placed in foster care, you were inseparable. A family would take you in, drop you two, and then the cycle began all over again. Once Lucy turned 18, she dragged you out and rented a small apartment in Queens. While she struggled with two jobs, you finished high school. Luckily for the two of you, as Lucy would gloat, she met Mark before you entered college. He offered to pay for your education and groceries, letting Lucy take care of all the apartment’s needs. You were fond of Mark and you were happy that Lucy was happy.

“I was thinking Germany,” you replied.

She stopped walking abruptly. You turned to her and walked back to her.

“What the fuck you gonna do in Germany? You don’t even know German!” Lucy exclaimed, trying to catch her breath from laughing so much. You grabbed her arm and started walking beside her.

“Just seems cool, you know?” you said. She nodded and looked up to watch the birds flying over your heads.

“Then we’ll come and live in Germany for a while,” she mentioned. You turned to her wide eyed.

“You can’t just leave New York!” you tried to explain but Lucy stopped you.

“Anywhere you go, I go, remember?” You smiled at her, and leaned your head on her shoulder.

Ten minutes passed before you reached a secluded alleyway. You and Lucy turned around and headed back the other way. When stepping out of the alleyway, a large black van almost ran the two of you over. Lucy launched backwards and covered your body with hers. The two of you stood looking at the van as it made a U-turn and headed towards the two of you again. Dropping your shopping bags, you clutched Lucy’s hand and ran to escape the van.

Both of you whimpering as the van got closer, you contemplated whether to detach and run in different directions. They couldn’t follow the both of you.

“We should split up!” you yelled. Lucy whipped her head towards you and nearly dodged a trash can in the middle of the sidewalk.

“Like hell we’ll split up! What part of ‘anywhere you go, I go’ don’t you understand?” she yelled. You only nodded, holding onto her hand for dear life.

The van made a sharp turn, cutting the two of you off from running any further. You stopped before you rammed into its side, backing away with Lucy. You two were about to turn and run the other way but the side doors slid open and four armed men stepped out.

“Run and we’ll litter the bullets,” one of them spoke. You glanced at Lucy who only squeezed your hand tighter.

“Where’s your husband?”

Lucy choked on the sob she accidentally let slip. You had never seen her so scared.

“We won’t ask again… Where is your husband?” they repeated.

Aiming the gun at you, he removed the safety. Lucy stepped in front of you, removing your hand from hers and putting both her hands in the air.

“He’s not here,” Lucy truthfully answered.

“Bullshit. Tell us where he is or else you’ll be picking up your little sister’s brains.” You whimpered and clutched the back of Lucy’s shirt.

“I’ll take you to him… Just don’t hurt her,” Lucy said.

“No, no! Lucy, no,” you cried, trying to step in front of her.

“I’ll take you to him,” she repeated. You choked and tasted your salty tears.

“Just take me,” Lucy stepped towards the men. They grabbed her and quickly tied her hands together.

“No, please! Don’t take her!” you tried to grab her arm but a sharp, metallic object connected with your temple. You fell backwards, clutching the side of your head. You looked at your blood-stained hand and then back at your sister.

“Stay here! Don’t you dare try to save me!” Lucy screamed. You shook your head and stood back up, only to be knocked to the floor with a swift kick to the chest.

“Y/N! Please, listen to me! I’ll be alright!” Lucy tried to reassure you. Her words were overshadowed by a loud pop and a shriek. With one swift turn, they had twisted Lucy’s left arm to the point of dislocation. You yelped and tried to get up.

“Lucy, please,” you begged, watching as the men picked her up and threw her into their van. Standing up one last time, you scrambled to the van before the doors closed.

“If we don’t have your husband, we get her,” one of the men told Lucy while roughly turning her face towards his.

You didn’t hear her anymore. All you saw were black dots, the stinging sensation in your neck sending you to the floor while your whole body violently shook.

Hours. It took hours before you woke up in a sweat surrounded by worried strangers. They had left you in the middle street. You tried to stand up quickly but the pain in your head sent you back. The strangers tried to help you stand but your dead weight prompted them to drag you to the sidewalk instead.

“They took my sister,” you choked out. You shook your head and smacked their helping hands away from you. “They took my sister!”

You filed a police report. Mark rushed into the station to see if you were okay. You were frozen. Your face hadn’t changed since you walked through those doors. Mark explained to you that they wanted him, not Lucy. They took her so he would be forced to sign a deal with them. They took her and you couldn’t save her.

You woke up on the floor. You groaned and massaged the elbow you fell on. You stared at your ceiling, holding your arm, and tried to calm yourself.

You sat up slowly, your face still scrunched up in pain. You shook your head. You just wanted to forget. Tap. Tap. Tap, tap.

“.- .-. . / -.-- --- ..- / --- -.- .- -.-- ..--..” Are you okay? You stood up and tapped out a response.

“-.-- . ... .-.-.-“ Yes.

Not a lie. You were physically fine. ___________

That morning, you were called down to the lab. You hadn’t spoken to Tony since he snapped at you so you prepared yourself for another battle. Instead, Tony was accompanied by Bruce, the two of them looking proud of themselves.

“What’s up with you guys?”

Tony turned around, “Oh, Miss Y/L/N! You made it.”

“I live two minutes from here.” Your voice was dripping with sarcasm. You didn’t want to fight but that didn’t mean you had to follow all the rules.

“I’m going to ignore that. Bruce, show the girl.”

Bruce took off his glasses and smiled towards you. He inched closer and held his hand out to you. With confusion written all over your face, you stared at his empty hand.

“We have something to show you,” Bruce stated. You took his hand and he guided you to the back of the lab, where a mannequin stood loud and proud. Your eyes bulged out of your head when you saw what it was wearing.

“Is that my suit?” Gaping, you walked around the mannequin and inspected your suit from top to bottom. “Damn, you went front Target to Gucci.”

Your typical black and dark green suit had major alterations. The collar was popped up, resembling that of an evil queen. Green lace traveled down the arms, the end red and meant to wrap around the knuckles like a fingerless glove. A ‘lips’ emblem was sprawled across the chest and a red belt hugged at the waist. The rest of the suit black, the only contradiction being at the middle of the thighs where the green pockets matched those of a garter. The texture of the suit was like Peter’s. Finally, a long zipper was found at the back of the suit and there were no detachable shoes, meaning you would have to step into the suit altogether.

“Why didn’t you put the zipper in the front? Someone’s gonna have to zip me up each time,” you laughed. The two men looked at each other.

“Punch that emblem in the middle of your chest and it’ll zip you up without any assistance,” Tony said, punching buttons on his tablet. You smiled and felt the suit.

“You modeled my suit after Peter’s,” you stated. You looked towards Tony with a dorky grin on your face, waiting to hear what Tony had to say about that. Tony smirked and casually answered you.

“Yeah, so? I reused the design, sue me.”

You chuckled and asked if you could try it on. Bruce took the suit off the mannequin and handed it to you. Excitement filled your soul and you didn’t even step out of the room to undress and throw the suit on. Bruce turned away but Tony took a quick peek.

You squealed, the schoolgirl attitude you had covered for so long revealing itself. You hit the emblem and watched in awe as the suit hugged your body, the collar making you look sinister and the garters making you look irresistible.

“Mr. Stark, oh my God! I can’t thank you enough!” you launched yourself towards the working man, surprising him and yourself when you leaped into his occupied arms and wrapping your arms around his neck. Bruce adjusted his glasses and chuckled but he held his arms out when you stepped off Tony and leaped to him as well. He caught you, showcasing his confusion to Tony who only shrugged his shoulders.

“I got to show this to Bucky!” You exited the lab and ran down the halls, the smile on your face highly contagious those who crossed your path. Once in the kitchen, you scanned for Bucky but only found Steve.

“Look, look, look!” you cheered, stepping in front of Steve in a superhero pose. He took in the sight of you and tried to match your excitement.

“You look incredible!”

“I know!” You raced out of the kitchen and to the gym. It seemed like Bucky was nowhere to be found so you modeled for Sam, Natasha, Wanda, and even Vision before you saw his shaggy entering the elevator.

You patted your suit down to search for a knife or any new object to stop the elevator doors from closing. Finding nothing, you groaned and reached for a leftover tablet and threw it. To your astonishment, the tablet stopped the doors from closing just in time. Bucky was stunned and stood there wide eyed until he saw you. You skipped towards the elevator, your giddiness rubbing onto Bucky.

“Open them,” you pointed to the elevator doors. Bucky placed his hands on either side of the elevator doors and pulled them open. You caught the tablet and stepped inside.

“I didn’t think that would work,” you admitted, shaking the tablet in the air.

“Well, it scared the hell out of me.”

When Bucky pressed the button for a floor, you twirled and shook your body slightly so Bucky could see the suit and its movements.

“You look great.”

“Just great?”

“Fucking brilliant, doll.”

You bit your bottom lip to keep from smiling like a mad woman and instead laughed along with Bucky. Seeing the elevator still had a good five floors to ascend, you pushed Bucky to the wall and kissed him. He was taken aback but quickly caught on and gripped your hips closer to his. You pushed yourself closer, allowing him to put his hands on your neck instead. When he reached for your face, your collar blocked his path.

“Oops,” you giggled against his lips. You stepped back and pinched the collar of your suit, flaunting it towards Bucky.

“Take it off, doll,” he flirted and the elevator doors opened.

“Whoops,” you stated, hitting your emblem and walking out of the elevator as the suit pooled around your ankles. You bent down to grab the fabric, carrying it in your arms. You turned to walk away from Bucky who you left stunned, frustrated, and quite giddy as well. ________________

You were asked to train in your suit with Natasha. You tucked as many knives as you could in the pockets of your suit: under your armpits, on top of your wrists, the sides of your ribcage, your hips, the sides of your shins, the bottom of the boots, and the back pockets. The knives ranged from only a limited size, none larger than a regular kitchen knife. This was useful, considering they retracted and bent at your command.

“Where are you going to carry your guns?” Natasha asked. You furrowed your eyebrows and continued tucking the knives into your suit.

“I don’t use guns,” you stated.

“What do you mean you don’t use guns?”

“I don’t know how to use them,” you replied. You were trained in hand-to-hand combat with the most personal weapon a person could use to kill another human being.

“You don’t know how to shoot?” Natasha gaped at you. She looked worried and you tried to shrug that off.

“I didn’t see the need.”

“You need to learn as soon as possible,” she said.

“Natasha, trust me. I don’t need to.” She scoffed and handed you the gun strapped to her waist.

“Shoot that target. You miss, you learn.”

You stared at the gun, turning it in your hand and closing your eyes. You never enjoyed this weapon, its heaviness and size intimidating you.

You raised your arms and aimed the gun at the target. Thinking back to your training, you closed your left eye and saw that the gun was centered in the middle. You shifted your arms to the left slightly and shot. You missed the middle of the target by a few inches, cursing yourself.

“That’s not bad.”

You sighed, “I take too long to shoot.”

“We can fix that,” Natasha stated, taking the gun from you and attaching it back to her waist.

“I’m trained in hand-to-hand combat, Natasha. Guns aren’t my thing.”

“They need to be… trust me.”

“Just shoot for me,” you joked. Natasha chuckled but the seriousness in her eyes told you that you would soon be shooting and stabbing people when you fought.

“Hand-to-hand training… where did you train?”

“I already told you. Germany,” you said. Natasha shook her head.

“No, where? Don’t bullshit me, Y/L/N.”

You bit your lip and fiddled with the pocket knife near your wrist. “I studied abroad in Germany. After they took my sister, I wanted to learn how to defend myself. I was angry, broken, and stupid. I followed the best martial arts competitor at my school to his hide-out one day. I wasn’t allowed to leave until I promised not to tell anyone. After a few days, I learned they relocated underground. I followed that, too. I begged them to teach me.”

That was the most you had ever spoken without someone replying or stopping you. You continued, “They taught me the basics. Flips, kicks, punches, stabbings… you name it. They forbid guns. They said that if we couldn’t take someone down with our bare hands, we didn’t deserve to live.”

Natasha nodded, but the next hour was spent on teaching you how to shoot. ______________

Sunday night. Everyone was called down to the conference room with very important news. Everyone was grumpy considering it was close to the building’s bedtime. All were in their pajamas besides Thor and Vision, the two just coming back from a mission.

“What’s this about, Stark?” Steve took a seat besides Bucky, who was secretly holding your hand under the table. The small gesture warmed your heart but your face remained blank.

“We know who planted the cameras.”

The atmosphere in the room changed immediately. Everyone was now more alert, forgetting about the lack of sleep they were experiencing. You felt Bucky squeeze your hand.

“Who was it?” you asked through clenched teeth.

Tony clicked his screen and brought up two videos. You leaned forward in your chair and squinted your eyes.

“What am I supposed to be looking for?” you asked. The video was simply angled towards the entrance of the compound and the people entering were people you saw every day.

“Watch.” Tony sped the video up and stopped it when the image of a woman with a baseball cap, her eyes facing the floor.

“Who is she?” you asked, watching as she maneuvered her way through countless of guards with skill. You stared at the video in bewilderment. How could she have gotten passed everyone?

“No idea. When she entered the building, she used a duplicate I.D card from a woman that already works here. The owner of that I.D. showed up to the party. Facial recognition didn’t match this woman to the I.D.”

The time mark of the video flashed a date that raised confusion.

“Wait, that’s dated to a week before I even arrived here,” you surveyed. You stood from your seat and let go of Bucky’s hand.

“That’s why we’re so worried,” Bruce commented. Your chest was rising quicker than normal. You were getting nervous.

“They knew I would come here?” That wasn’t possible. Peter didn’t mean to get you captured. There was no way they could have predicted this.

“That’s not possible,” a new voice sounded from the corner of the room. Peter hugged his sweater and his face matched yours. Confusion struck everyone.

“The second video surprised us more,” Tony said, dragging the second video to view. The woman was standing outside what was to be your new bedroom door, a HYDRA patch advertised on the arm of her leather jacket. Your eyes widened as she typed in the correct code to your room and entered.

“Why the hell is HYDRA after me?” HYDRA didn’t kidnap your sister. They couldn’t have.

“We looked up your incident,” Tony said. Your heart fell and you looked to Bucky for relief. He took your hand in his once again and tried to control his breathing as well.

“Your sister’s husband… He made a deal with HYDRA.”

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cherryninie · 7 years

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Square One

genre: angst & fluff

length: 1735 words

pairing: matthew kim x jeon somin | kim taehyung (j.seph) x jeon jiwoo

summary:

Somin was sure that she’s going to experience the most embarrassing moment in her life when her date (which Jiwoo set her up with through a dating website) didn’t show up and practically dumped her before he even met her. That was, until a bright-eyed, cheerful stranger suddenly came to her rescue and pretended to be her date just to save her from a complete and utter embarrassment.

A short story about a not-so-disastrous first dateand unusual new beginnings.

Part One:

Somin had always known that her love life was a little sad. Alright, perhaps not a little sad. Pathetic, to be frank.

Her last date was a year ago. Even then it didn’t end well because the guy turned out to be a bigot who was still living in his parents’ basement. He kept mistaking Somin for a Chinese, which honestly, was the worst thing anyone could ever say to her after begging her to go out on a date with him. If that wasn’t bad enough, he was also a disgusting pervert for thinking that she would actually have sex with him on their first date.

Let’s just say, as nice as Somin was, she couldn’t stand another minute with him without feeling like punching him in the face. In fact, she had to call Jiwoo in the middle of the date to get her out of it – which was something she had never done before because she knew how involved Jiwoo could get when it came into her love life. She was way too protective for her own good.

(And let’s just say, that night, Somin had to endure a seemingly never-ending nag from Jiwoo about her terrible taste in men.)

Also, sex. She hadn’t had sex for two years now – which to be honest, brought her to another level of pathetic. Still, after that bigot, Somin had completely retracted herself from the dating world and focused on her job instead.

And Somin didn’t mind. Sure, every now and then, she missed being intimate with someone. Sure, sometimes, she was jealous of Jiwoo, whose quick wit and fiery personality seemed to attract good men who always treat her right. In fact, Somin was sure that if Jiwoo wasn’t so scared of commitment, she would be happily married by now. She would have a good husband who treated her like a queen, and maybe she would have cute babies that she would ask Somin to babysit every now and then.

As of Somin, she was fine of her own. Being single, of course she’s going to feel lonely every now and then, but that’s life, you know? You can’t always get what you want. Reality is anything but perfect – Somin had accepted that. So, she tried to find joy in more important things such as her work, her relationship with her friends, her undying love for her cat, her hobbies like listening to music and reading – stuff like that.

However, Jiwoo wasn’t having any of that.

“Jeon Somin, I’m not gonna watch you grow old and become a sad cat lady like our Aunt Edna!” Jiwoo had said, much to Somin’s dismay.

Truthfully, Somin didn’t understand what’s so bad about being an old cat lady. Their neighbour, whom they call Aunt Edna, was a gem. Somin really liked her. Sure, Aunt Edna was a little conservative and boring, but her cats were adorable and she made the best chocolate chip cookies Somin had ever tasted. Even Jiwoo liked her cookies, although she didn’t want to admit it due to the fact that Aunt Edna made a negative comment about her pink hair once.

Besides, Somin didn’t understand why she had to pressure herself into finding a man to spend the rest of her life with when she had cats as her company. Cats wouldn’t judge her if she were to spend the rest of her day in sweatpants and big shirts. Besides, cats were much less demanding, and Somin liked undemanding creatures.

However, Jiwoo still wouldn’t stop worrying. She kept on saying that she knew that Somin wasn’t happy, and she saw that as a problem. As it was in her nature to quickly find solution to anything that she found problematic, Jiwoo had taken it in her stride to find Somin a date.

Thus, without Somin knowing, Jiwoo had secretly registered her in this dating website called Mate4You, and also without Somin knowing, after having quite a number of people interested in Somin’s profile, Jiwoo had randomly chosen one to meet Somin.

Honestly, it was one of their biggest fights yet. Somin had freaked out when Jiwoo told her the news, but Jiwoo refused to back down because the guy was ‘cute’, and ‘smart’, and ‘successful’ – basically everything that Somin wanted in a man. Somin had lost count of the times she yelled at Jiwoo for this, but of course, she couldn’t stay mad at her friend for so long. Jiwoo was persuasive, and Somin was still gullible.

Therefore, there Somin was, in a restaurant on a Saturday night, waiting for a complete stranger to show up.

As much as Somin loved Jiwoo, she wanted nothing more than to hit her in her head right now. This was literally the worst idea ever.

Reason? It had been an hour, and her date still hadn’t showed up.

And Somin had a feeling that he wasn’t going to.

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It was embarrassing. Getting stood up was generally embarrassing, but getting stood up by a complete stranger was a whole new level of low. Somin fought the urge to cry, willing herself to believe that her date was stuck in a traffic jam somewhere and he was going to come no matter what.

She tried to remain positive, but he was over an hour late. Even an optimist like Somin knew what that meant.

He wasn’t coming.

The waiters were eyeing her with amusement, partly mocking her for being alone in a restaurant where couples go on dates and everyone was with someone. Earlier, they had asked her to order something, but she was insistent on waiting for her date. It was alright the first time, but when two, three, four waiters came to ask her to order something, Somin felt humiliated, and she was angry. She could’ve been at home, watching Friends on Netflix right now, but instead, she had to face the mockery from the rude waiters in this restaurant.

She wanted nothing more to just give up and walk away, but her ego was too high to give them the satisfaction.

Another hour passed, and by now, even Somin realised she was downright pathetic. Perhaps Jiwoo meant well when she set her up on this date, but it all backfired because Somin felt even worse now. In fact, she had never felt this sad.

She looked up, finding another waiter coming her way. Despite the condescending look in his eyes, his face looked stern. Somin knew that this time, she had to leave willingly or they’re going to force her to leave because people were lining up outside the restaurant, waiting to be seated.

See, her ego might be bruised at this point, but she still had her dignity in her. She wasn’t going to let them drag her out of the restaurant.

So, as bitter as it was, she was going to leave willingly.

Somin was just about to get up when a man suddenly came out of nowhere and took a seat in front of her. She gaped at his sudden interruption, surprised that he confidently sat there like he belonged there. What surprised her more was that he even grinned at her – a total stranger.

Somin wanted to ask him whether he got the wrong table, but before she got to do so, the waiter had reached her table and gave her a questioning look.

“Sorry, love. I thought you hadn’t arrived! I was at the bar waiting for you!” the man said, giving her a cheeky smile and a wink, making her blush. He was way too attractive, someone Somin considered way out of her league.

Before sending her out on this date, Jiwoo had shown Somin the picture of the man she was supposed to meet tonight, and this man sitting in front of Somin now, wasn’t him.

This man in front of her was probably a few years older than her, while the man Jiwoo showed was younger. He was much taller too – Somin had a feeling that she might be shorter than his shoulder level. Still, what attracted Somin the most was the way his eyes light up when he talked, and he always had a smile on his face despite the awkwardness of the situation they’re in now. His smile was warm and kind, something that Somin deeply appreciate.

Thus, she didn’t have the heart to tell the waiter that she didn’t know this man.

“Ready to order, sir?”

“Yes,” the man replied, his eyes darted back to her and he asked, “What about you, kitten?”

Somin chuckled at the nickname he gave her. God, this was crazy. She didn’t know him. She was sure that he only felt sorry for her and only wanted to help. By right, she should just tell the waiter the truth and be done with it, but then again, he looked so sincere and eager that she couldn’t find it in her to walk away.

This man had practically saved her from a complete humiliation, so the least she could do was have dinner with him, right?

Then, without thinking any further, Somin nodded and said, “Yes.”

////

It took them only seconds to order because both of them were famished. When the waiter was gone, Somin turned to the man, and after a few minutes of complete silence, she asked, “So, are you ever gonna tell me who you are?”

The man laughed, blushing slightly as he realized that he hadn’t properly introduced himself. Somin knew that this man was a complete stranger to her, but she had the impression that he was a cheerful person who liked a good laugh. He didn’t hold back when he laughed, and he had wrinkles under his eyes when he smiled. Plus, the way his eyes lighted up when she talked to him exuberated such warmth and comfort that made her feel like she had known him for a while.

Which was crazy, because she didn’t even know his name.

“Matthew Kim,” he finally said, “Call me Matthew.”

“Matthew,” Somin repeated, the name escaped her lips easily, bringing some sort of calmness. She exhaled a sigh of relief, couldn’t help the smile that appeared on her lips as she said, “Well, Matthew, I’m Somin.”

“Somin,” he pronounced, and for the love of God, Somin wished that her heart didn’t skip a beat when he did that – but it did.

Oh boy.

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keepyourpantsongohan · 6 years

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Ayesha Liveblogs Magi: Kingdom of Magic

It’s been like a minute and already this show has escalated so much more than it’s predecessor good lord

What kind of an ominous note to start this peppy intro song on

“Tonight we shall celebrate that triumph” Sinbad loves any excuse for a feast

Lmao @ Jafar just lurking around waiting to let Ka Kaboun have it

“Jafar, have I become devious?” said Sinbad, after doing a series of devious things all in succession

Oh my god Alibaba gave Kogyoku a flower crown that’s adorable

“I never thought anyone would make a move on a woman before me. Aladdin, you are a true Magi” SINBAD PLS

Take a shot every time someone pauses to relive tragic memories

I don’t want to accuse Sinbad of doing this on purpose but I kinda think he exposed Dunya to the dark magic on purpose

OH MY GOD THEY’RE HAVING A SLEEPOVER I LOVE IT

I deeply appreciate Alibaba’s sleepwear and that he removes his earrings

“My, what a charming sight you are” Kogyoku’s a little crazy but I dig it

Poor Jafar he is very concerned about Sinbad and I share the concern tbh

Oh no is Dunya dying iS THAT WHAT DAY OF DEPARTURE MEANS

“I wanted you to know all about it, about my true feelings” is this tragic backstory exchange also a romantic confession?

“I really envy you,” said Morgiana, immediately after Hakuryu told her that his entire family had been murdered

I don’t care who gets together with whom but I want one of these youths to take advantage of these romantic sunsets and flowers and fall in love like give me something to hope for in this society of imminent sadness

Oh shit they’re both royals of low birth I love it!!! Bond my peeps

“You must become my friend forever” I LOVE KOGYOKU AND ALIBABA

Yamuraiha is Aladdin’s mom now sorry I don’t make the rules

OH MY GOD HAKURYU’S GOT PINK RUKH CAUSE HE’S IN LOVE!!!

Lmao @ Aladdin outing Hakuryu’s crush to everyone around them

“I pray that you’ll have a good and safe journey” “Who are you?” Poor Spartos getting called out for his lack of screen time

IS ALIBABA GOING TO STOW AWAY I BET HE’S A STOWAWAY

Update from 10 seconds later: I KNEW IT

Poor Alibaba he was so set for his dramatic reveal but he fucked up

“But now that I’ve known him for a long time, there are a few odd things that I’ve noticed about him” Lmao they know he’s listening

Alibaba do you really think they can’t hear you shouting in the room beside them

I think Hakuyru and Alibaba are going to become romantic/battle rivals

“Next time I’ll do my part!” “Can you handle it?” boys pls

Who is this twelve year old magical pirate with a cyclops baby

Pretty unfair to refer to the people who own the ship as “intruders”

Guess these punk ass kids chose the wrong ship to attack

“I’m a mother to all of the miserable children in this world” I bet she’s eating them or smth

As soon as they mentioned the cliffs I knew Morgiana would be tossing her boys into the air khgdjhjkdhgk

I fucking love when Morgiana goes wild and destroys everything

Hard for Hakuryu to relate to all these parental memories when he grew up without any

Ohm Madura’s magical power: inducing mommy issues

“That means that though physically they’re children, mentally they’re actually mature” poverty, slavery and abandonment will do that

Omg does this mean that Hakuryu is actually the least mature of all of these children poor guy

Update from next episode: “That one seems to be the only one among them that’s still a child” oh Hakuryu

Well I guess that answers the question of whether Hakuryu can djinn equip

Judging purely on the theme song Hakuryu is not going to become a main character and that makes me sad because I’ve grown attached to him

MY GOD HAKURYU CHILL THE FUCK OUT YOU JUST MURDERED A WOMAN IN FRONT OF A BUNCH OF CHILDREN

“My mission is to kill my own mother” what a trope reversal instead of a Dead Mom he’s got a Murder Mom

“There’s no reason to grieve... after all none of you were ever loved in the first place” damn Hakuryu quit taking your issues out on the children

I did not think this romantic confession was coming on so quickly oh my

“That’s why I want to marry you” you’re like seventeen get it together

Lmao @ Morgiana and Hakuryu kissing with their eyes wide open

Take a shot every time Alibaba cries for his enemies I love him so much it’s like his philosophy is ‘if the mood is vengeful burst into tears’

“You’re different than King Sinbad... in what way I’m not sure” why do they keep alluding to Evil!Sinbad I’m not about this

“Isn’t there any way to put your vengeance behind you and finally be free?” Damn so he’s not just Arabian Zuko he’s also Arabian Sasuke

I want for Hakuryu to be happy but I can only imagine Morgiana is going to end up with Alibaba which isn’t bad it’s just sad for him

“Stamina is your only redeeming quality” how rude, Alibaba

Sfhkdjhgfkjghfdkhg these flashes showing that Hakuryu is loyal af and Alibaba is a hoe are hilarious

Alibaba has no idea how to coordinate jewelry lmao

Why is everyone from the Kou empire so goddamn crazy good lord

Take a shot every time someone under the age of 15 witnesses a murder

“I want you to mess me up too” Kinkshame Kouha’s consorts

Me @ Aladdin collapsing after a single pull-up: .... same

Sphinctus: Pay! Attention! To! Me!

ALADDIN FELL ASLEEP DURING SOMEONE’S TRAGIC BACKSTORY... TWICE

“Thank you... Instructor’s Boobs” what on earth is this show honestly

“When you guys first got here, you were just a bunch of ignorant losers. But not anymore... Today, you guys are self-aware losers” ..... same

Alibaba just fucking ends up passed out in the streets when left to his own devices my darling disaster

This fight is lit I love my boy battling in the middle of a casino lmao

Is this meant to imply that Cassim bestowed his magoi onto Alibaba as he died like what kind of loyalty does this boy inspire 10/10 world’s Best Boy

Why are all these people so messed up there’s a death chant like every few episodes

“Are you alright?” he said, after watching Alibaba almost die several times and not doing a damn thing

I can’t wait for Alibaba to take back Balbaad

Morgianna should really have more questions about the mysterious all-knowing stranger in the cave willing to take her on a one-way trip across the void

So I take it that these past six months have not gone well for Hakuryu

“there can only be one ruler, not just for this country, but for the world” like a minute of screen time and Kouen’s already talking world domination

“From father to son just like that” this family circle is way too close these kids are siblings and also cousins now the mom seems to be hitting on her son it’s all very yikes

Is Hakuyru seriously supporting his mom’s bid for the throne just so he can depose her what a mess

I’m loving all of Hakuryu’s dramatic actions being accompanied by lightning

This dude looks almost exactly like Sheherazade how many magi are at this school exactly

“[...] Will be granted the honour of second-class citizenship” oh Aladdin

“You and I are cut from the same cloth that’s a very special thing” okay Anime Malfoy I wonder how this exchange with the equality-minded protagonist is going to go

“I thought for sure you were a girl under there” I’ll admit it, that’s not how I thought this exchange was going to go

Whoops I guess when you’re dependent on a thin piece of cloth to hide your biggest secret things might not go in your favour during battles

“One of the four magis who is not supposed to exist” wait what homie

“The magi and I have reached an accord” Titus has known Aladdin’s secret for one (1) night and already he’s dropping it in casual conversation

“Back home the engine that drives industry is the accepted use of forced labour” these call-outs are near constant

Titus highkey adores cats and babies and I appreciate it

Omg Titus just called his employer just to tell her about his amazing day meowing at cats I love him

Damn I should’ve known something like this would be going on I was sort of just expecting run of the mill corruption and abuse not using-people’s-lifeforce-to-power-their-lifestyles

“Oh yes, yes it would” Titus has known this girl for five minutes and he’s already ready to adopt her

Titus decided to liberate 200,000 people from enslavement even though his mission is to study them bless him

“You came here to study, not be a freedom fighter” but he wants 2 do both

Aladdin’s ready to fight at the slightest provocation and like same

Your narrative of overthrowing oppression is really undermined by referring to the masses in the same way you claim that other nobility referred to you

“The breed possessing sharper intelligence and higher reasoning should control those who don’t” so it’s not only a fascist state it’s also proposing eugenics we’ve reached full on wizard nazis

“I’m so happy for you Titus” why does Mogamett ruin every happy moment by being gross

How is Titus planning on continuing his studies while he raises a six-year-old full-time are there nannies in this school

“We will be together forever, I give you my promise” well now I’m worried that Marga’s gonna die

I’m guessing Titus is some kind of copy of Sheherazade not meant to be permanent so that’s why he’s not meant to last

“I don’t want my life to end yet” I’m guessing Titus is about to make a mistake

“No matter who he is, no human must ever be granted the powers of a king” now would be a good time to cut to Alibaba

[Donald T/rump voice] Make the Empire Magic Again

Call me crazy but I’m guessing the handsome one is the person they’re going to focus on as a potential king

Things have escalated really quickly like four episodes ago they were having fun times in the market and now they’re at war

I’m guessing the ominous prologue is about to come to fruition

“Ours is not a society built on oppression,” he said, while literally standing on ground built above the bodies of indentured labourers

Sheherazade is defeating her enemies through science what a plot twist

Are these two just having an ongoing magical phone call while their armies attack each other

Don’t get me wrong I want to know where this plot goes but I also want to see Alibaba’s training montage and see what Morgiana decided

“You’re an abomination that should never have been born in the first place” Mu is defeating Titus by blows to the self-esteem

Aladdin’s trying to stop a war single-handedly bless his heart

“I never thought about just asking them nicely” Aladdin <333333333

Why is Mu’s djinn equip the only one which changes the user’s ethnicity

“He’s my friend, my best friend” ALIBABA MY LOVE IS HERE AND MY BABIES ARE ACKNOWLEDGING THEIR BOND

What a weird tone for these armistice talks. On a boat during a beautiful sunset with a bunch of teenage boys

Is Sheherazade the only Magi that can reproduce because she’s a lady

I LOVE THIS TROPE OF GIVING A HEAD BOP EVERY TIME SOMEONE TRIES TO STUBBORNLY TAKE ON ALL THEIR OWN BURDENS

“I acted as if you were a just a toy for me to play with, but I knew no other way to express my love for you” that’s no excuse for bad parenting Sheherazade

Mogamett needs to chill the fuck out good lord

“My fall into depravity is guaranteed” I mean same but calm down

Alibaba during literally every battle: How can I make this about Cassim

“I’ve had my fill of heartbreakers” Slutshame metal vessel users

Look at my fancy boy with his pants on fire good for Alibaba

I think this is the first time Alibaba has referred to himself as a Prince of Balbaad since its fall

“She is much more of an adult than I will ever be” TITUS DON’T DO IT

“Mr. Director, sir, you shall always have my respect,” said Titus, while speaking to a man who is operating a weapon of mass destruction against hundreds of thousands of people using human lives

OH NO TITUS WHY HE DOESN’T DESERVE THAT I DIDN’T EVEN REALIZE WHERE HE WAS UNTIL I SAW HIS EARRING

EVERYTHING HAPPENS SO MUCH HOW ARE THEY GOING TO RESOLVE ALL OF THIS IN ONE EPISODE

“Just like Sinbad... I have a feeling he’s someone else that I shouldn’t be secrets to” has Sinbad really done anything yet other than give people the heebie jeebies

“YOU GIVE ME BACK MY SON” ME TOO SHEHERAZADE

I fucking love this “Alibaba dear” my royal buddies Kogyoku and Alibaba

Sidenote: In Japanese she calls him “Alibaba-chan” which is for friends/babies/lovers and Alibaba is all three tbh

I deeply relate to Kouen’s lack of impulse control/regard for his own life

“Die you wastes of space”... maybe not

“What he’s saying now is, ‘The way things are now, I’m unable to have my way with those wards. And so, as you also own a fire djinn, Lord Alibaba, I’d like you to please lend me a hand.’ Those are the exact words Lord Kouen just spoke to him.” HAKUEI PLEASE HE’S STOMPING ALIBABA INTO A VOLCANO

I already love Kouen and Alibaba’s relationship like combo attacks are my shit

Kouen’s concerned about his djinn equip even though he’s clearly lost a few layers of flesh where are your priorities my dude

I love these crazy ass siblings dedicated to saving the world together

“Why isn’t Hakuryu here?” he’s probably doing something devious

“I too was there, and served [King Solomon] as well”.... WHAT

If she’s a being of only thought how did she have like ten kids

Sinbad coming in with the cavalry ayyyyyyyyyyyy how’s it going my mysterious friend

Morgiana comes to the rescue my gal and

“However, if you’re an uninvited guest forcing yourself upon our world, we’ll eliminate you” Sinbad always says such honourable things it’s very confusing with all the devious coding he’s been getting

Sheherzade coming to perform some deus ex magica

There’s Hakuyru come to fuck up his life he’s got like half an an episode to make a mess let’s see how much he can accomplish in that time

“This man, he kidnapped me from the royal palace and raised me as his own [...] but I was never anything but happy” even the nice things that Mogamett does are sort of evil lmao

Why doesn’t poor Titus even get a line in all this peace-making

Knowing from my friend that Hakuryu is going to do something after all this plot resolution is making me real tense

“Now that their common enemy is gone” IS HAKURYU GOING TO BECOME THEIR COMMON ENEMY

“The alliance will spare no effort towards the rebuilding Magnoshuttat” Sinbad’s deviousness is finally coming to fruition

OH MY GOD TITUS IS BACK AND HE’S A MAGI I LOVE IT

“I have chosen to forever turn my back on you” why are you like this Hakuryu

Alibaba’s ‘my friends are idiots’ senses are tingling but I guess it’s not time for him to go full Naruto to Hakuryu’s full Sasuke yet

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