#sorry i love him i have to bully him a little

[lovdlydaz]

❝ TOUCH ME WHERE YOU NEED TO, I CAN GIVE YOU MORE. ❞

loser!choi soobin x black!afab!reader

poor soobin, always been tortured and bullied at school just for being different and caring about his grades. but, need not worry, as you, his lovely best friend, show him things he would only ever dream about.

warnings: virgin!soobin, pervy!soobin, switch!reader, subby soobie, p in v, unprotected sex, m!masturbation, butt loads of praise, little tidbits of degradation, pet names, mommy kink, big dick soobin, js soobin being a little wimp enjoy

a/n: sorry for being so absent y'all, a lot has happened over these past months and i've been on and off in this community. i will try my hardest to get back in full swing since it is summer for me, but it isn't a promised guarantee. however, i will be writing more content for both k-pop and anime, since both are very prevalent in my headspace rn. but subby stupid loser soobin has been rotting in my mind for so long i just had to write about it, so please enjoy this as much as i most definitely did. love y'all, enjoy!!

it was never a quiet day in soobin's life, having to deal with all sorts of things from his work being shoved off his desk to food being thrown at him during lunch hours. this was his senior year of college and, by now, these childish adults should be over this phase right? but, sadly, since he had told people that he thought were his friends that he hadn't been laid ever in his life, they told the entire school and now every person that he comes in contact with either tries to seduce him or make fun of him because of this fact.

but not you, you were different.

soobin had always taken a liking to you, being his roommate and the one person that he could be himself with. he didn't have to make up a persona or have to be this way in order to be accepted, no, you liked and had in common some stuff that he liked, like anime and DnD. he was more than grateful that you didn't torment him like half of the school did, and that you were a pure soul that could do no wrong.

he followed you like a puppy ever since you two met, which you didn't mind but it sort of gave you scary dog privileges. every time you went to the store, he was right besides you with his headphones around his neck and hands in his pockets. no guys would try to mess with you since your 6'1 guy best friend looked like he could kill someone, but he would never.

he would wander off in parts of the store and come back with different manga/funko pops he would find of his favorite anime characters, begging you to buy them for him since he didn't have a stable job nor stable money. you were kind enough to buy it for him and watch him add it to his collection of funko pops on his shelf filled with manga and figurines and all sorts of other things. you watched as he happily organized his collection, giggling like a little girl as he stacked jujutsu kaisen volumes together like a jenga puzzle.

everything he did, you found adorable and innocent. however, he was far from it.

while you were asleep, he would crawl into your room and go through your dirty laundry, grabbing your freshly used underwear and crawling back to his room with them. he would hold them until his nose as he jerked off, moaning your name as he orgasmed right on them. of course he would wash them and put them back in your drawer without you noticing, but you never seemed to wake up despite all of that.

soobin never felt guilty about it either, since that was the closest thing to sex that he would ever get, that he thought of.

one day, you two were walking to the mall, your hair bouncing with your steps due to your letting your curls out in a controlled afro. he watched your smaller form move with your little pink skirt with your pink clothes and nice pink accessories. you had a bit of a bimbo aesthetic, not really so but you dressed in girly colors and girly clothes, never giving a care in the world what others had to say.

you were going to the store to go to a store that soobin specifically wanted to go to. it was a clothing store that also had some mangas in the back of them, but this time he didn't go for the mangas. instead, he wanted to go to the men's section to see what clothes he could get, since he had been wearing the same 5 hoodies ever since his freshman year. you went over with him of course, since you had fashion sense that he had no clue of what that even meant.

he looked at a shirt that had some cool little cartoon designs on it, along with some baggy jeans that had stars on them. he turned to you and held them out, your eyes lighting up and nodding at him for approval. "yes soobie! that fit is so hard," you giggled, soobin smiling at your excitement but he was heading to the changing room. you followed behind him, watching him as he went into the men's room.

he came out in the outfit and it looked so good on him, a little too good in fact. it had your eyes raise in shock and you biting your lip, his whole aesthetic was coming together nicely and it had you feeling things you thought you wouldn't feel for a while. especially for your best friend since freshman year, which was probably why and how these feelings developed overtime.

you chewed your lip as he walked up to you, holding his arms out and looking down at you. "you really do like it?" he asked, pushing his hair out of his face so he could see your face better. "y... yes! yes i do like it choi. it looks really good on you," you softly spoke, making him raise an eyebrow in confusion but he didn't think much of it. he just shrugged and went back to the changing room, getting his regular clothes on and taking the store clothes off.

after that, the whole day was filled with soobin using pinterest as his inspiration to find the coolest outfits that fit his aesthetic. you were happy he was finally starting to gain some confidence in his clothes, the outfits getting from baggy to tight to baggier to tighter. he had a good body so each outfit fit him perfectly, and you enjoyed the tighter outfits better than the baggy ones.

it was starting to get dark outside, so that was when you decided it was time to leave. you grabbed all of your shopping bags (you and soobin's), before the taller man stopped you. "oh y/n, you don't have to carry all the bags. let me do it," and he did. he grabbed all the bags out of your hands with no struggle, walking them to your car and putting them in the back. you smiled and followed after him, loving how kind he was towards you.

it was a nice drive home and you were enjoying his company, even though he was yapping to you about the newest episode of mha that had just came out that day. he had watched it before you two had left and it was plaguing his mind the whole time. he was so excited about it, even though he had the entire manga on his bookshelf that he read about 10 times in the span of 2 years. you didn't mind it however, since he was so cute when he was excited.

once you two got back to the dorms he took all the bags up the stairs and into your shared rooms, you right behind him and opening the door for him since his hands were very full. he walked in and dropped the bags down on the couch, turning around to see you closing the door behind him and locking it. he smiled as he made his way over to the kitchen, immediately going to the fridge since he was a bit hungry from all the escapades you both had went on.

you had decided to cook for the evening, letting him have time to grab all the bags and put them in your respective rooms. he realized how much you really spent on him and yourself, and he was just wondering how in the hell you had so much money. but, then he remembered that you did have a super rich family, and you were very smart so the school was paying you on a full academic scholarship. he was more than grateful though, so he would do something in order to make it up to you.

he would just have to think about it.

even though soobin was a loser and unemployed, he promised that he would still try to get you something special. just because you were his best friend didn't mean that he couldn't treat you nicely. so, he went to a store that you absolutely loved, a makeup store at that, and bought an item that you had wanted but it was out of stock when you both had went the other day. he also purchased a little bag with some stuffing paper, making it a nice little gift with a card inside.

he set it down on your bed when you were at class, since he didn't have class today. and since he didn't have class, he was going to cook for when you got home.

it took a lot of trials and tribulations in order to make a meal that he assumed would remind you of your home back in america, so it was a standard american meal. chicken tenders with fries and some fruit punch on the side. he made the chicken tenders from scratch and used some seasonings that you had brought from your home back there to use in the food. he knew that you were going to love this, and he was all the way right.

as soon as you got home your nose was hit with the wonderful scent of very good food in the kitchen, a smile on your face as you walked over to where the scent was originating from. you were pleasantly surprised to see choi soobin in the kitchen, wearing a tank top and shorts while cooking some more fries. you couldn't hold back your gratitude, going up to him and hugging him tightly.

"thanks soobie! you're the greatest person in the entire world," you beamed, making him 1. blush, 2. stutter over his words and 3. involuntarily gain a massive boner from the hug. he was very thankful for the baggy shorts however, and how he had tucked his cock in his pants to where it was barely noticeable. you did notice though, but you didn't speak about it.

the dinner was filled with laughter and gossip, you telling him about your girl drama while he ranted to you about his gaming prowess. it was a great dinner, and you were both very tuckered out by the time the sun fell.

going to your room you went to grab some clothes, putting your freshly done braids in your bonnet before going to the bathroom and closing the door. that gave soobin the advantage of going into your room and laying on your pillow. he could smell every bit of you, every single scent that lingered on you today was on the pillow and god did it make him hard as a rock.

he palmed himself through his shorts, groaning soft chants of your name and getting so caught up in it that he hadn't realized the shower had cut off, and you were now watching him with a towel wrapped around your body.

his glasses were fallen off his face at this point, tilted as he softly whimpered praise about how you smelled and how pretty you looked. he was so desperate for you that he couldn't stop himself from imagining how your pussy felt, how it smelled, how it tasted, everything about it. he wanted you so badly but he was too much of a pussy to ask you out, and too scared to lose the friendship that he had worked so hard to maintain.

you were his only friend, he couldn't lose one of the only people that understood how he was and why he was this way. he couldn't lose you, so that's why he only fantasized about you.

so, when he finally came back from his imagination his eyes traveled everywhere until they were met with yours. he jumped so hard he tumbled off the bed, quickly getting up and going to leave before you stopped him, despite you being much shorter and weaker than he was. he still let you stop him by standing in his way, giving him a fake disgusted expression even though you were dripping on your thighs right now.

"soobin, what the fuck?" you spat, making the pale boy look down in shame and fear. he knew that he was going to fuck this up, so small tears came into his eyes as the realization of what he had done and the punishment for it finally crawled into his mind. "y/n i— i'm so sorry... i'll leave if you want i... i'm sorry." he mumbled softly, trying to push past you but you didn't let him.

your hand traveled to his chin and you tilted it up, forcing him to look down at you, but in the eyes this time. you didn't say anything, but you just wiped his tears away and smiled sweetly at him. "soobie... don't cry. i'm not mad or disgusted at all, i'm just a little shocked is all," you admitted sincerely, making him raise an eyebrow in confusion. "why are you shocked?" he asked, making you chew on your lip and remove your hands from his face.

"well... i mean, this is one of the first times i've had a guy come into my room and sniff my pillows while moaning my name. so who wouldn't be a little shocked in this situation?" you giggled, making him loosen up a little bit. "yeah... you're right. so... you're not mad at all?" he softly questioned, making you shake your head. "no choi, i'm not mad at all," you reiterated, making him smile brightly at that.

however, you were pretty desperate as well, soaking between your legs and you were still very much naked underneath the towel. soobin also noticed how your voluptuous breasts were starting to poke through the towel, making them a lot more perky than he would normally see them. he could feel his cock throb at that, him gulping a little to keep the saliva from crawling out of his mouth. "though..." you trailed off, making him snap back to reality and realize that he was basically staring dead at your chest.

"it was pretty hot seeing you like that honestly... i know you've never had sex or a girlfriend before, so... i want to ask something of you," you got closer to him, standing on your tippy toes to try to be even with the man's face. "can i be your first?" you asked, not making a move until he said something. he lost his breath as soon as you asked that, mouth dry and heart threatening to pump straight out of his chest because of that revelation.

he needed a second to come down from cloud nine in order to answer you, so you let him. after a second though he nodded his head, you leaning forward and pressing a soft kiss to his lips. his eyes widened in shock, he had never kissed a girl before, and this was like heaven on earth. he was so happy to be tasting your lips as his first time, and... you would be his first time for everything.

despite his avid use of the orange and black website that most pre-teens to bitchless adults go to for entertainment, he didn't have a fucking clue of what the hell he was doing. he just knew that you weren't letting go of the kiss, so he wouldn't either. that was until you did pull away, which had him chasing your lips desperately because he didn't want to let them go. he just wanted to be near you and be all over you, which he would in a while.

you giggled and got off your tippy toes, grabbing his hand and pulling him to the bed. you put yourself on the bed and laid down, beckoning him to come over to you. he did so in an instant, he was so obedient and it was turning you on even more. you grabbed his face and started to kiss him deeper, having him on top of you made this even better since you could feel all of him all over your body and feel the way he squirmed under your touch.

you could tell that he was very nervous, the way he couldn't even touch your body and how stiff he was in the kiss was a tell-tale sign of it all. so, you pulled away (much to his dismay) and placed a hand on his chubby bunny cheeks. "soobie, you don't have to be so tense with me. i know this is your first time being intimate with someone, but you have to trust me, okay baby?" you spoke in a compassionate tone, the pet name just slipping out. he obviously didn't object to that but it seriously caught him off guard, which made his cheeks redden with a small nod.

you smiled softly at him before sitting up, gently pushing him down so now his head was at the edge of your bed. you took the towel and sat up on your knees, slowly removing it and exposing your naked beautiful body. well, he saw it as beautiful, even though you had some chub around your hips and thighs, but he didn't mind that. in fact, it seemed to turn him on more. he saw every aspect of you as a goddess in his mind, a person who could do absolutely no wrong. he was so in love with you, and he was very happy that he was able to get his virginity taken by someone like you.

once the towel was off you threw it to the ground, crawling towards soobin and straddling his hips. you leaned down and started to softly kiss his neck, causing him to let out a shocked noise at the sudden feeling of your plump lips on his sensitive neck. quite frankly, everywhere on him was sensitive, despite how many sessions him and his right hand had late at night. maybe because it was you, he wasn't quite sure. he just wanted this feeling to continue.

you trailed your lips down to his covered chest, looking at him and basically asking with your eyes if you could take off his tank top. "can i?" which was followed by an immediate "yes mommy," which had you a little taken aback. once he realized what he had just said he sat up quick, knocking you back a little and forcing your ass straight onto his clothes cock. he bit back a groan as small tears gathered in his eyes, covering his face and hiding it with his large ass hands.

" 'm sorry y/n— i-i didn't mean to say that it just— it just slipped out," he was basically pleading with you not to leave, he wanted to lose his virginity to you, he wanted you to take him however you wanted him to. he was about to cry when you just chuckled and kissed his cheek, making him flush harder. "choi, it's okay. you don't have to be so scared to try things with me. if i don't like it, i'll tell you. if i do like it, then i'll also tell you. and i quite frankly love that name. you can keep calling me that if you're comfortable with it, because i sure am," you told him, making him nod his head and softly smile at you. "okay... mommy."

now that that was out of the way, you went to go remove his top and he let you, holding his arms up and the top coming straight off. he then decided to slip off his shorts and boxers, leaving you both completely naked under each other's gaze. he was so beautiful, sleeper-ish build with silky smooth skin that you wanted to ruin. he was so perfect... god he would be the perfect man.

your lips connected again and this time soobin immediately melted into it, relaxing himself as you went back to straddle his lap. your ass was right on his cock, softly rubbing against just to see how his face scrunched up with pleasure in the kiss, swallowing up all his sounds. he loved this, this was everything he could've ever dreamed of. he was about the fuck the girl of his dreams, the reality hitting him like a pleasant surprise. he couldn't hold back the dripping of pre-cum that was all over your ass by now, making him even more embarrassed than he was before. however, you thought it was hot, and you wanted him to cum deep inside you.

this time, he was the one to pull away, panting softly as he looked at you with those bright eyes of his. "please... m-mommy just— just use me, i need it so bad," he begged you with such a whiny voice, god it had you throbbing so hard. you both were needy for each other and it showed with every action you two made towards each other. so, you didn't keep him waiting for long.

"of course baby," you cooed, biting your lip before starting to get yourself situated. you put your hands on his shoulders and stood up on your knees, guiding yourself to be right above his aching cock. he gulped as you started to sink down on his ridiculously big cock. seriously, how in the hell did he keep such a monster like this in his pants? you struggled a little as you tried to sink down, realizing that you would need soobin's help in order to fully go down.

though, when you looked to ask him for help the man was so far good, eyes in a daze and mouth open and panting heavily. he looked hot as shit but you needed his assistance in trying to get yourself fully around his cock, so you put a hand on his cheek even with your trembling hand. "binnie... c—can you please help me? you're... way too big—" you strained out, feeling the pain starting to kick in despite your wetness. this man was fucking huge and he didn't even know it, but he would help you at any means necessary.

so, he grabbed your hips and, with a little jerk of his arms, slammed you right onto his cock. this motion caused you and him to both moan out in pleasure, you arching your back and soobin's eyes rolling to the back of his head. after you both came down you started to slowly move your hips, your wetness covering his area so sloppily it was exactly like a porn video. he was mesmerized by your body and how fluidly you could move, he was in a trance by your hips. so much so that he involuntarily thrusted his hips upwards, causing you to moan out in pleasure but causing him to quickly stop your hips, confusing you.

"w— what's wrong bin?" you asked, trying to keep your voice steady but you were already close to your orgasm. "that didn't hurt? what i just did?" he asked, which just made you softly giggle. "no soobin, it didn't hurt at all. please do it again," you pleaded, making something in the man switch by your begging.

he grabbed you and slammed you onto the bed, pulling your hips forward and ramming deep inside you. meanwhile he had no clue what the hell he was doing, he was just trying to follow what porn had taught him. although, he could tell that you were enjoying it by the way your noises increased in volume, how more fidgety you were because of the immense amount of pleasure he was giving you. so, he continued with his unorganized pace, still moaning alongside you as he did so.

"b-bin— fuck baby 'm's'close—" you whined, making him speed up a little as well. "f-fuck... me too mommy, m-me too—" he whimpered alongside you, you pulling him down for a steamy wet kiss. this instantly had the man's hips stuttering, shoving himself as deep as he could right into your g-spot, his cum flowing against it which had you clenching around him as well. your noises were equally swallowed by each other, this being the most intense orgasm both of you have had in your lives.

after a few minutes you both came down from your highs, you looking at the man above you who was a wreck. his glasses were basically off of his face now, lips red and swollen from your kissing, pupils blown and dazed with a red face to top it all off. he was so sexy, but he was on the verge of passing out. so were you, since that orgasm took a lot out of you. so, you both decided it would be nice to just lay next to each other, but not before deciding something.

"u-uhm... y/n?" choi chirped, making you turn your head in his direction. "hm?" "what... are we now?" he sheepishly pondered, you reaching a hand out and massaging his face. "boyfriend and girlfriend silly," you smiled softly, while he grinned brightly. "really?" "mhm. now goodnight baby, see you in the morning." your drowsy voice stated before he held you in his arms, you easily falling asleep. however, he couldn't sleep, because his mind was racing with so many things that sleep didn't come until the early morning.

which wasn't a problem, since you both slept until 1pm that day.

© gg 2023. dividers were made by me. do not steal, use, or repost my work without my consent. reblogging/interaction is welcomed.

#txt smut #txt x reader #kpop smut #tomorrow together #soobin x reader #txt soobin #soobin smut #soobin #tomorrow x together #loser soobin #soobin x female reader #loser soobin smut #choi soobin #choi soobin x reader #choi soobin smut #lovdlydaz

[homestylehughes]

But Daddy I Love Him

instagram au.

♥︎ luke hughes x zegras! sister

♥︎ face claim: marsai martin

"i forget how the west was won"

yn.zegras

liked by lhughes_06, trevorzegras and 50,567 others

yn.zegras the west coast, and my brother...

view all 100 comments

trevorzegras WOWWW OKAY. only here for the free vacation and not me...

↳ yn.zegras yup!!! how'd you know!!!

↳ trevorzegras i hate you.

↳ yn.zegras i love you too!!

lhughes_06 wow.

↳ yn.zegras 🤭

↳ trevorzegras luke. do not comment on my sisters posts.

↳ yn.zegras trevor shut up.

jackhughes little zegras and big zegras take over the west coast

↳ yn.zegras THE BEST SIBLINGS IN THE NHL!!! (even though i dont play..)

↳ jackhughes you've gotta better wrister than luke, so id say your better than him.

↳ lhughes_06 why do you always bully me.

↳ jackhughes because it's fun!!!

↳ yn.zegras luke don't listen to anything he says, he's jealous of the fact that you have two arm to use and he doesn't :)

↳ jackhughes too soon, yn. too soon.

masonmactavish23 MY FAVORITE ZEGRAS RETURNS!!!!

↳ yn.zegras I ONLY CAME TO SEE YOU!!!!

↳ trevorzegras this is why you're adopted.

↳ yn.zegras OH WOW OKAY. CALLING MOM NOW.

yn.bsf HOTTTTTT WOOFFFFFFFFF

↳ yn.zegras I MISS YOU POOKIIEEEEEEEE

yn.bsf bestie takes over the west coast, with her...hot older brother!

↳ yn.zegras HOT OLDER BROTHER HELLLOOO??

↳ yn.bsf you heard me!

↳ trevorzegras hi :)

↳ yn.zegras TREVOR NO.

jamie.drysdale i love how you come to the west coast when i'm now on the east...

↳ yn.zegras JAMIE IM COMING TO SEE YOU NEXT WEEK SHUSH.

↳ jamie.drysdale I KNOW.

lhughes_06 please come back i miss you.

↳ yn.zegras omw!!! i miss you more

↳ lhughes_06 good.

↳ trevorzegras jack do you see this??

↳ jackhughes yeah i do.

_quinnhughes hit trevor for me yn :)

↳ yn.zegras yes captain!

↳ trevorzegras quinn why do you hate me so much?

↳ _quinnhughes nothing personal bud just, your face

↳ yn.zegras QUINN HAHAHA

↳ trevorzegras she just hit me. thanks quinn.

↳ _quinnhughes you're welcome bud!

yn.bsf BIG TREESSSSS

↳ yn.zegras BIGGGG TREESSSSS (i wanted to climb one soooo bad)

trevorfanpage everyone say thank you to yn for blessing us with a new back picture of trevor

↳ yn.zegras IT'S AN HONOUR I'LL KEEP THEM COMING FOR YOU GUY'S

-----------------------------------♡-----------------------------------------

an: hiiiii!!! im down here this time LOL!!! first chapter doneeee!!! it kinda took a while but it was soooo much fun to make!! i hope you guys enjoy it! i'm sorry it's a little short and boring, i wanted to start it off simple and easy. getting into more of luke and yn story later on the upcoming chapters!!

hopefully you guys got the connection between the lyric and the west coast! i was going to put the the lyrics in every chapter, but i kinda find that annoying to do that for every chapter, but i will do it for a few!!!

longer chapters will be coming soon though!! like and reblog if you enjoyed!!! much love as always <33333

tags🎀: @lukey-pookie-hughes43

#nhl fanfiction #nhl hockey #nhl imagine #nhl x reader #nhl fic #new jersey devils #instagram au #luke hughes fic #luke hughes x reader #luke hughes imagine #luke hughes fluff #luke hughes x sister!reader #luke hughes x y/n #trevor zegras #jack hughes #quinn hughes #jamie drysdale #mason mctavish

[oddverse]

If there’s one thing about Pesci Prosciutto could never figure out, it’s the idea of why. Specifically, why does he dress like that?

Prosciutto’s many years as a gangster told him that to be feared, you have to look scary. To be dangerous, you have to look dangerous. That’s why he kept himself so clean all the time. What, with his well manicured, tied back blond hair, fashionable suit, and dangling gold necklace of course. He learned he had to be like this, because no one takes you seriously if you look stupid.

With the rest of his gang, it seems they learned this too. Everyone looked sharp and deadly, like a set of knives. Ghiaccio dressed very literal to the name, Melone’s style is more seductive and tempting, Risotto has his strength and eyes to do the job, hell, even Illuso and Formaggio had their styles show their danger.

But here comes Pesci! In his self-made self-botched Mohawk, old fur coat he must have worn for years, and in a heart covered jumpsuit. What is this, yoga hour? He should be on the treadmill, not on a mission!

Doesn’t he know you have to dress like this for a reason? Seriously, it’s like he doesn’t even want to try and look dangerous! He doesn’t dress to benefit his strong frame, he doesn’t dress to represent his precise stand, he doesn’t even dress to at LEAST look menacing!

Prosciutto knows Pesci is strong. He knows that he could lift a stone column like a bar of lumber. He knows he can snatch the cork off a one bottle in one piece. But he doesn’t dress like he can and as a result, the rest of the team bullies him for it! He looks weak, so they view him like he’s weak!

You dress to demonstrate you’re tough. Prosciutto thought every man in Italy knew this by now. He was SURE his father should have taught him this lesson by now. I mean, hell, prosciutto didn’t even HAVE one and he learned this. So why does he dress like that? What is he hiding? IS he hiding anything?

Your clothes are for other people so they can’t see your insides. If your insides are weak, you dress like you’re strong. If your insides are strong, you dress like you’re strong. You dress strong no matter what. You have to. Good dressings are strength. Strength is respect. And if you do not play the part, you are kicked out of the show.

IM SORRY for the wait on a reply ive just been hoarding this message all to myself trying to come up with a good response. Ive probably reread it a dozen times because its such a vivid description, and i just know Prosciutto HATES that jumpsuit. (Aside from the designer coat Pros insisted upon) He cant even look at it for long because he'll just give himself a headache trying to figure out the enigma that is Pesci. Take Risotto for example, its extreme but it sends a message, he should be trying to accomplish that!

Prosciutto wants to see the razor wire that Pesci is hiding. He knows its naivete, or just obliviousness to the precariousness that hes found himself in, Prosciutto knows Pesci thinks there will be an escape, an opportunity to leave this life far far behind, he knows thats why he wont/cant kill, hed be stuck then, the point of no return, Prosciutto also knows thats not going to be a very sustainable belief for long. Pesci has already proved to be worth the trouble however, like you said "Prosciutto knows Pesci is strong." and knowing the long road ahead of his subordinate maybe he can afford to show a little mercy in his fashion choices too.

i also know melone loves that jumpsuit

#PROSCIUTTO CARES ABOUT THIS MAN #that is his only friend in the whole world #his confidant- his champion #Pesci will be a killer one day- Pros got suits sized and ready for the occasion he will be so proud #prosciutto #jojos bizarre adventure #propesci #pesci #VIRGIN KILLER JUMPSUIT Melone insisted

[bearw-me]

AAKSJDHJSJSJSKDKID THOSE BIG BROTHER ANGEL HEAD ANONS WITH ANGEL WERE AMAZING 😭😭😭😭 YOU WRITE AMAZING 💞🌺💖💝🩷🌺🩷🌺🩷💝🌸💝🌸🌺

Can we maybe have some angst ?

Maybe younger sibling reader defending angel from val and getting beat up in the process? Sorry if this is too much

thank youuuu!! 🩷🩷 + we deserve angst anon!

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐉𝐨𝐛 — 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐃𝐮𝐬𝐭

𐐒 ft : (platonic) angel dust x younger sibling!reader, valentino 𐐒 cw : angst, reader gets beat up, valentino is a warning, blood, swearing 𐐒 summary : as his younger sibling, you try to defend Anthony from his employer, only to face the consequences and be thrown out of the building. 𐐒 wk : 832 𐐒 note : been needing to write the reader punching someone for a while lmaoo

"Anthony, please," you begged your brother silently, all four of his hands cupped into yours, holding them close to your chest.

He shook his head violently, trembling "Come on kid, you gotta get the fuck out of here- And don't fucking call me that here!" he whispered hastily, eyes going wide when he caught Valentino's glare from across the room, threatening him to wrap it up quickly.

You watched broken-hearted as Angel ripped his hands from yours, pushing you back.

"I said get the fuck out of here," he hissed. But through the anger, you could see the hurt in his eyes.

"An- I mean Angel!" You corrected, still pleading with him, louder now, and growing more desperate to take him away from this hell he insisted on staying trapped in.

You didn't know why he was so insistent to stay.

"If you need money I can help you!" You begged, gripping his wrist tightly and forcing him to stop and look at you.

What you saw was not your strong, loving older brother. . . but a broken boy.

"Is something the matter?" Valentino appeared next to the two of you, his eyebrow twitching with annoyance but upkeeping a wicked smirk.

You frowned, trying to tug Angel closer to you to protect him, standing up to the moth demon who towered over you with his height, trying to intimidate you into submission.

"I don't know who the fuck you think you are-!" You began, unwilling to yield to the bully and pointing an accusing finger into the asshole's chest.

Then, Anthony stepped between you shoving you back and stopping your outburst in a second "I SAID GO HOME! GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE! I DON'T NEED YOU HERE TO FUCKING FIGHT FOR ME!"

And he stopped, voice breaking when he saw tears spring from your eyes, never having been a victim to your brother's rage before. "Just go-" his voice broke.

But Val. . .

Val didn't want to stop the dramatics.

The pimp walked towards you, pushing Angel aside as he wretched your face up to look him in the eyes. A cheshire grin spreading across his lips.

"You know, your a feisty little thing aren't you."

"Val don't! Please!" You watched Angel desperately try to stop it, reaching out before Valentino's large wings shot out in warning creating a wall between the two siblings.

The pimp gave Angel another silent, threatening glare over his shoulder before he turned back to you. Smirking as he watched you try to squirm out of his iron grip.

"If you really want to get your brother out of this. . . you could offer me your soul instead."

You tore yourself from Valentino's grip, the pull so harsh that it left little red marks on your skin.

A wave of shame and guilt riddled Angel's body, leaving him trembling and tearing up as he watched you stare at him in horror. Your eyes popped open in surprise. Connecting the strings in your mind.

Why he stayed. Why Anthony, your loving older brother ever subjected himself to such torture.

Was because Valentino owned his soul.

And in one swift move, you stepped forward, summoning all your strength into your fist, planting a right-hook into Valentino's jaw.

"VAL DON'T" You heard Angel scream, his voice rocked with sobs as bodyguards dragged your limp body from the building, feet scraping against the tiled floor, a steady stream of blood pouring from your nose and busted lip.

"I said stay out of this Angel! Get back to the fucking studio!" The boss hissed, his wings unfurling and twitching with rage "You're lucky I don't fucking kill the creep," he warned your brother.

But all you could do was smirk, watching with bleary, swollen eyes as the welt on Val's face darkened.

"Fuck you," you breathed, spitting a mouthful of blood at his feet as he followed your escort to the door.

Val growled, hissing like the demon you saw him for.

Angel trailing weakly behind his boss.

The body guards swung the metal door open, lifting your arms uncomfortably high and discarding you into the cobbled alley like trash. Your broken body splayed out, staring up into the red sky for a moment, managing to sob.

"Val please! I'll do anything! Please! PLEASE!" Angel was at his mercy, crying as he watched you curl into yourself, hugging your broken ribs and fingers close as the door began to close. The mercenaries Val hired staying outside to leave a clearer message.

A warning to both siblings.

"Stay the fuck out of it Angel, baby," Val sneered, sliding his hand around Angel's waist possessively, pulling the spider's trembling body closer to him.

Angel cringed, the door open just a sliver now, threatening to close.

"I'm sorry!" he cried out to you. The sounds of harsh thuds and your cries to stop ringing through his ears, destined to haunt him for the rest of his miserable life.

#hazbin hotel #imagines #hazbin hotel x reader #reader insert #hazbin hotel angel dust #hazbin angel dust #angel dust x reader #platonic #angel dust x sibling!reader #angst #tw blood #swearing #hazbin hotel valentino #tw valentino #angel dust x you #angel dust x y/n

[gemttiem-ebianlavae-tiaviniat]

7x09 ficlet

Just wrote something down after seeing the stills for the upcoming episode. It kind of sucks, but I hope y'all see the vision I have.

Sort of spoilers so you will find the whole fic under the thingy.

----------------------------------------------------

‘’Hey’’ Tommy spoke softly as he walked up to Buck.

‘’Hey’’ Buck replied with a soft smile on his face.

‘’So I was thinking we are both off tomorrow, maybe we could hang out or something.’’

‘’Yeah, I’d love that.’’ Buck replied looking a bit conflicted.

Noticing Buck’s demeanor, Tommy raised an eyebrow. ‘’But?’’

Buck sighed. Twiddling with his hands. ‘’I sort of already told Eddie I would watch Chris.’’

‘’Again?’’ Tommy asked, with no heat behind his words.

‘’Yeah, sorry.’’ Buck scratched the back of his neck. Giving Tommy and apologetic look.

Tommy placed his hands on Buck’s shoulders, rubbing up at down. ‘’No, you don’t need to apologize, I get it.’’

Buck gave him a grateful look.

‘’Things between him and Marisol are going great then, I guess?’’

Not even two weeks earlier Eddie was considering breaking things off with Marisol after finding out she was a nun. Buck had told Tommy all about it.

‘’I guess.’’ Buck replied shrugging his shoulders. ‘’He was being very secretive about it though. ‘’ He added looking a little confused. ‘’Eddie asked me when we were away from Chris and Marisol and asked if I wouldn’t mention it to them yet.’’

‘’Hmm.’’ Tommy nodded. ‘’Should we be worried?’’

‘’No.’’ Buck, replied quickly.  ‘’I mean, I know Eddie. He’s a good guy, probably has some fancy date planned.’’

‘’Must be nice.’’

Buck knows Tommy didn’t mean anything by it, but he still felt bad about having to decline Tommy’s offer. Buck bit his lip. ‘’I mean, you can join us tomorrow?’’

‘’You think that’s a good idea?’’ Tommy raised his eyebrows, adding softly. ‘’ I wouldn’t wanna impose.’’

‘’Yeah ofc. Chris likes you, he’d love to have you around’’

‘’Yeah?’’ Tommy smiled softly.  ‘’Alright then.’’

‘’It’s a date. Sort off.’’ Buck grinned. ‘’Though we’d probably need to keep the PDA low.

‘’We?’’ Tommy asked amused.

‘’Yeah.’’

‘’I’m sorry who was the one with almost his hands down my pants just now?’’

‘’Shhh.’’ Buck looked around nervously, his cheeks turning red.

Tommy grinned at Buck’s reaction.

A few minutes earlier Buck was basically draped over Tommy. Holding his hand, and kissing his palm. Hugging him from behind, giving a sloppy cheek kiss. Buck couldn’t help himself. Tommy looked fucking amazing in his suit. No one could blame him for being a little hands on. And if it annoyed a certain someone from Tommy’s past that made Tommy act like he was back in middle school, being bullied by a bigger kid. Then how could he not?

Tommy nudged Buck, murmering closely to his ear.

‘’Not that I’d  complain of course.’’

-----------------------------------------------------------------------

When Eddie dropped Chris of at Buck’s. Tommy was already there. He was a bit nervous. Did Chris even want him there? When Chris walked through the door he had excitedly yelled Buck’s name. When he saw Tommy he looked a bit confused.

Tommy was in the kitchen making a snack as Chris watched Buck set up their game.  ‘’When dad said you wanted to hang out I wasn’t expecting tommy to be here.’’ Chris said just above a whisper to Buck.

Buck was confused. Eddie had told Chris that he wanted to spend time with him, and not that he had another date with Marisol. What was going on? Noticing Buck’s demeanor Chris added. ‘’It’s okay though, I like Tommy.’’

Hearing those words made Buck snap out of his thoughts. His heart skipped a beat, a wide smile appeared on his face.

‘’Yeah? I do too.’’

-----------------------------------------------------------------------

After what felt like hours of gaming, Tommy had suggested to go somewhere outside. The weather was nice and it would be a shame to spent it all day inside. Buck and Chris agreed. So they ended up at the park. Tommy had just bought the three of them Ice creams.

‘’So you and tommy are dating? Is he your boyfriend then?’’ Chris asked taking a lick from his ice cream.

Buck didn’t know what to answer. Him and Tommy never talked about what they were before. They had been on a total of three dates, one which was a failure, the coffee date was nice and their last date was the wedding, sort of. Scheduling didn’t work in their favor unfortunately.

Noticing Buck wasn’t sure how to respond, Tommy answered for him. ‘’You’re putting me in a difficult spot here kid.’’ Tommy said with a serious look. ‘’I haven’t had the chance to ask him to be my boyfriend yet.’’ He added smiling, winking at Buck.

Buck blushed at his words. He was going to say something when he caught something in the corner of his eye.

Eddie was at the park. He was in a boat on the lake. A very romantic date, if it would have been Eddie and Marisol, but with him wasn’t Marisol. It was another woman. And they were laughing and smiling and she just pulled Eddie in for a kiss.

Eddie was cheating on Marisol? Eddie the nester Diaz? Buck couldn’t believe his eyes. Tommy Followed Buck’s gaze for a split second, realized what he was looking at and shared a look, before Chris could follow what was going on, Buck stood up pulling the attention to him.

‘’How about we go to the Zoo? We haven’t been in a while and I am sure Tommy would want to visit?’’ Buck gave a look at Tommy, silently begging him to help him out.

‘’Yeah, I’d like to go to the zoo.’’ Tommy said, standing up next to Buck, making sure Chris wouldn’t look the other way.

Chris looked confused, but didn’t protest.

---------------------------------------------------------

‘’We should talk to him right?’’ Buck asked Tommy that night. Eddie had picked up Chris a few minutes earlier. Buck had asked him how his date with Marisol went and Eddie had replied that it was good. That he owed Buck for watching Chris. Buck couldn’t look Eddie in the eyes.

‘’I don’t know..’’ Tommy said unsure as he was leaning against Buck’s kitchen counter. ‘’Whatever is going on, Eddie probably didn’t want to involve you.’’ He added, folding his arms over each other as he shrugged.

‘’He’s my best friend. I just didn’t think he’d ever lie to me, we tell each other everything.’’ Buck said, pacing around in the room.

‘’Everything?’’ Tommy raised an eyebrow.

‘’Well yeah, he has my back and I have his and all that. I just don’t understand why he would keep this from me.’’ Buck sighed, rubbing his hands over his face. What was going on with Eddie?

‘’Hey, come here.’’ Tommy said as he watched Buck. He pulled him into a hug. ‘’Why don’t you talk to him about it tomorrow?’’ Tommy kissed the birthmark on Buck’s face. Buck sighed holding onto him. Tommy, as short as he had been in Buck’s life, always had a way to make Buck feel better.

‘’Yeah, I will.’’

#9 1 1 spoilers #sort of #9 1 1 abc #bucktommy #evan buckley #tommy kinard #eddie diaz #christopher diaz #9 1 1 fanfiction #9 1 1 7x09 #my fic

[fatkish]

Could you do a Aizawa x suicidal daughter please?Sorry if this is too dark but I’ve seen some of your other works about stuff like this and it makes me feel seen I guess thanks :)

(Sorry Anon, I know that you specifically asked for an x daughter reader, but I feel that this is a topic that happens to a lot of people so I decided that I would make it Gender Neutral since everyone could used a little Dadzawa every now and then. If you want me to make one specifically for a Dadzawa x Daughter Reader then I’ll do that.)

Father Aizawa x Suicidal Reader

If I was Happy

TRIGGER WARNING: The following contains mentions of suicide ideation, self harming thoughts and feelings and other potentially triggering things. Please be advised and refrain from reading if this will trigger you.

You hadn’t always struggled with these kind of thoughts and feelings, or maybe you did. Maybe you had these thoughts before, but it had felt like so long, you couldn’t remember a time when you didn’t feel this way.

You didn’t understand why you felt so horrible about yourself or when it started but you knew that originally, you didn’t think this way about yourself.

As these horrible thoughts ran rampant in your mind, thoughts of how you’re worthless, maybe you’re fat or you’re too skinny. Maybe you’re ugly or you have acne. Maybe your nose just doesn’t fit your face, or you have oily or greasy hair that you just can’t get rid of. Maybe you heard people who made fun of you and their words made you bully yourself worse than they did. Maybe you hated everything about yourself and you couldn’t take it anymore. Or maybe the state of the world was too depressing and you didn’t want to be a part of it. Whatever the case is, your world grew darker as you turned on yourself. You became your own worse critic. But still, you didn’t let anyone see the truth, especially your amazing dad.

And maybe that’s when you finally got the idea. The thought that maybe you should die.

You couldn’t remember when the last time was that you didn’t have these thoughts. It’s like a demon came inside of you and decided to poison you, making you hate yourself and everything that you were.

It hurts. It hurts to live like this. People can say things like, it’s selfish to kill yourself. Or killing yourself isn’t the solution. That you’re only hurting the ones that love you, but if those people really loved you, then wouldn’t they want your suffering to end? Why would the people that love you want you to suffer? Aren’t they the ones being selfish? You wouldn’t force an animal that’s in pain and has little to no quality of life to continue living just because you love them. Right? That’s inhumane. So why must you keep living if you don’t have any quality of life?

These were the kind of thoughts that plagued you late at night. You tried your hardest to live on and not let anyone know that you were suffering, especially your dad.

Your dad was amazing. He’s the best father you could ask for. Maybe he isn’t perfect, but you never once doubted his love for you. You knew that one of his best friends had died when he was in highschool. You know that it severely affected him. He might not be the most affectionate person in the world, but he doesn’t have to be. His eyes and smile say it all.

One night, you couldn’t take the thoughts anymore. You decided that you would write a letter and explain to your dad why you killed yourself and tell him is wasn’t his fault. You loved him so much, he’s always been there for you. But you know how stressful his life is and you just can’t fight off the part of you that believes you’re a burden to him. Your dad doesn’t need anymore stress especially from you. So you write a note and decided to do something special for him. You wrote, played and recorded a song for him.

(Play song above or play on YouTube)

Dear God, please, hear me out

I know it's been a couple years

Since I've reached out and said hello

I bet You're wondering

Why I keep

Obsessing on and stressing all the little things

When I should be

Living life and soaking up the memories

I know I've been selfish, I have

No excuse to give you, it's true

Hanging by a thread's how I live

I don't know why, but I feel more comfortable

Living in my agony, watching my self-esteem

Go up in flames, acting like I don't

Care what anyone else thinks, when I know truthfully

That that's the furthest thing from how I

Feel, but I'm too proud to open up and ask ya

To pick me up and pull me out this hole I'm trapped in

The truth is, I need help, but I just can't imagine who

Who I'd be if I was happy

As you played the song and sang, you didn’t know that your dad had come home. He knew that you had been learning to play instruments from Hizashi but he didn’t realize you were this good. He started to walk up the stairs and as he listened to the lyrics, his heart began to hurt, as he wondered why you sang this particular song, and with such emotion too.

Yeah, been this way so long

It feels like something's off when I'm not depressed

I got some issues that I won't address

I got some baggage I ain't opened yet

I got some demons I should put to rest

I got some traumas that I can't forget

I got some phone calls I been avoiding

Some family members I don't really connect with

Some things I said I wish I would of not let slip

Some hurtful words that never should of left my lips

Some bridges burned, I'm not ready to rebuild yet

Some insecurities I haven't dealt with, yes

I'll be the first to admit that I'm a lonely soul

And the last to admit I need a hand to hold

Losing hope, headed down a dangerous road

Strange, I know, but I feel most at home when I'm

Living in my agony, watching my self-esteem

Go up in flames acting, like I don't

Care what anyone else thinks, when I know truthfully

That that's the furthest thing from how I

Feel, but I'm too proud to open up and ask ya

To pick me up and pull me out this hole I'm trapped in

The truth is, I need help, but I just can't imagine who

Who I'd be if I was happy

Your dad listed outside your door as he took in the words and began to worry and hope that you were just going through an edgy phase but with his experience, and his gut, he knew that is wasn’t just a trivial thing.

Don't know what's around the bend

Don't know what my future is

But I can't keep on living in

Living in my agony, watching my self-esteem

Go up in flames acting, like I don't

Care what anyone else thinks, when I know truthfully

That that's the furthest thing from how I

Feel, but I'm too proud to open up and ask ya

To pick me up and pull me out this hole I'm trapped in

The truth is, I need help, but I just can't imagine who

Who I'd be if I was happy

If I was happy

If I was happy

As you put down the guitar and walked up to the recording device you spoke.

“Dad, I know that you’re probably upset… no… you’re definitely upset and I’m sorry for causing you this pain, but I just couldn’t keep living like this. The pain is never ending and I don’t think it ever will. You’ve been so great to me all these years and I love you so much… I … I’m sorry. I know it hurts and I don’t ever want you to blame yourself for what I chose to do. I’m sorry I hurt you and you don’t ever have to forgive me for taking my own life, I know I won’t forgive myself for the pain it’s causing you. There wasn’t anything you could have done to prevent this… I love you… and I always will…”

You couldn’t continue as your tears overflowed and you couldn’t stop yourself from crying. As you fell to the floor with your face in your hands a pair of sting arms wrapped around you and pulled you into a strong chest. Through your crying you could hear the crying of another person, and through your tears you saw the familiar black shirt and white capture scarf that belonged to your dad.

As you cried you wrapped your arms around your dad and continued to cry into his shoulder. He pulled you into his lap and cradled you in his arms as he held you tightly, afraid to let you go.

“I’m so sorry that you feel this way but please don’t do anything drastic, please. Baby I love you so much and I don’t know what I would do if I lost you. You mean everything to me and you’re the reason I come home every day. You’re my world and my everything. So please… please… don’t kill yourself or hurt yourself anymore. I don’t think my heart could take it”

Aizawa cried as he spoke softly into your hair as he held you. He remembered the day he first met you in the hospital. Your tiny newborn body was so small, your little hand could barely wrap itself around his pinky finger, but you held his hand for the first time. Your tiny little hand held onto his finger as tears spilled down his cheeks as he took in the sight of his newborn child. He feel in love at first sight as he held your tiny body. He vowed to protect you and be there for you no matter what.

And you opened your eyes and looked into his. You were his whole world. The only things that existed in the moment were Aizawa and his newborn child. To him, you’re everything, you’re what he fight to come home to, you’re his reason to live and survive even the most gruesome and brutal fights. He’ll never give up and he’ll always come home to you. After all, that’s the promise he made you when he first met you.

As you both pulled away and looked into each other’s teary eyes, you smiled and laughed.

“What’s so funny”

“You’ve got snot on your shoulder… I’m so sorry”

You apologized but couldn’t help but laugh at that for whatever reason. Your dad just smiled softly and wrapped his arms around you.

“You do realize I changed your diapers when you were a baby right? You puked on me, shit on me, there’s no body fluid that you haven’t already gotten on me” he smiled as you laughed even harder at the image of a younger him covered in baby vomit with a grossed out face.

As you both laughed and he told you stories of you as a baby, he remembered everything he loved about you.

“I love you sweetheart, I always will. Tomorrow, we are going to the hospital to get your mental health evaluated and whatever happens, I promise I’ll be there for you, okay”

“Okay”

You gave you dad one last hug before cleaning everything up and you decided to take a bath before bed.

(I might make a part 2 to this so if you’re interested in a part 2, just comment 2 or part 2 to let me know if anyone is interested in a sequel of this fic.)

#mha x reader #bnha x reader #aizawa x reader #aizawa shouta #shouta aizawa x reader #aizawa shouta x reader #aizawa x reader platonic #aizawa x reader comfort #aizawa x child reader #dadzawa

[crumb]

okay okay so re: this post about this gifset

tell me what you think--did Benson plan on killing everybody in the restaurant? did he plan on killing himself after? did he expect to spare Randy, or was he on the fence? was he gunning for Chris and Chris alone and anticipating having to improvise?

I just love the way this scene plays out and how, despite the horrific violence, there's still something undeniably human about Benson as he goes about it. I would LOVE to hear your take!!

Holy shit my response is so long and rambling I'm so so sorry but uhhhh here's my thoughts under a cut to save people's dashboards from my dumb brain 🙈

Omg so yes this is something I think about ALL the time. Chris is, of course, a definite 100%. He was basically dead the moment he grabbed Benson's shoulder and said "...I'll have no problem turning your peaceful redneck existence into a living hell..." Benson warned him, gave him a chance to back down from bullying Randy, but Chris doubled down so RIP lol. Which was the spark that lit the first fuse.

The rest I think may have been improvised a bit but not by much. I think he planned on killing everyone, except Randy, but wasn't sure how exactly it would all go down. There's a chance Hardy might not have heard Jess screaming and never come out of the back. Which that alone I find funny that it was Jess' shrieking and not the two shotgun blasts that managed to rip him away from his morning jerk off session. So Benson might have planned on getting Hardy in the office by surprise after doing in Chris and Jess.

Jess is interesting because Benson tries to quiet her first before getting frustrated and shooting her to shut her up. Like, was bro gonna give her some speech before offing her? I wouldn't be surprised. Something about not dating entitled dickheads? I get why some people think he might not have killed her if she stopped screaming, which is a fair theory! But I also think she's been clearly joining in on the bullying and egging on Chris with her little comments and giggling like she had been earlier that morning. So I think she was already firmly on his kill list by that point, plus she would have no use to him other than being another witness—and the whole thing wasn't about her, it was about Randy, so dragging her around with them, or leaving her behind, would be pointless and risky.

Randy Randy Randy. I don't think he ever intended on killing Randy at any point, except maybe there being the risk of it happening when he was shaken after the whole Sheppard situation. At that point, Benson was so out of his own body I think almost anything could've happened, though ultimately I don't think that would've ever been on purpose, only in a knee-jerk reaction. I do think it was a liiittle bit of a test. I think Benson, like he said in the diner (the first round lol) that seeing Randy just stand there doing nothing and waiting for Benson to kill him was the only thing he believed in. He, like Benson mentioned, had been watching Randy and knew he was smart, but also knew he wouldn't do anything to stop what was happening. But I think a small part of him was hoping he would be proved wrong, hoping Randy would do something and show some agency.

And then there's Benson. I've mentioned this before but yeah, I think throughout the film he kinda goes back and forth on having a deathwish. I think when he's having his smoke and probably semi-planning what he's gonna do he is also fully aware that this is the end of the road for him and Randy is his... I don't know, I guess one last chance at redemption before ending things. Pulling Randy back from the brink of dead-end small town small thinking monotony is his like... last hurrah. Ok well maybe killing Chris and everyone is really the last hurrah, but helping Randy figure his shit out is like his last good deed, helping Randy not end up like him. When they're driving to the diner after cleaning up BBB he's in high spirits. The relaxation and acceptance phase of his road to inevitable death/suicide. But then as things progress and he learns more about Randy and everything, once they reach the school, I think at that point he had stepped back from the ledge and was thinking, maybe wishfully thinking, that he could make it out of there. But then Sheppard had to show up and ruin everything. I think Benson had started to think that maybe things could be alright, if only he could get Randy to Ms. Beard's, get that checked off the to-do list, and then they could try escaping. But Sheppard appears and reminds Benson that no matter what he can never escape. He'll never escape what happened to him, the things he's tried to forget, or who he is. So at that point it's like trying to save a sandcastle from an incoming tide. There's no use. Benson didn't have the tools to deal with seeing Sheppard, especially not on a day like that day when he had already spilled blood three times. Chris and them, maybe they deserved it to an extent in Benson's eyes, but no one deserved it more than Sheppard. So after Sheppard he's given himself whiplash. He had accepted his death, then got hopeful, and then had the ceiling cave in on him causing him to have to re-accept his fate, though not as steadfast. There's a few points after Sheppard where it feels like Benson is mentally clawing at the oncoming events in panic. Ms. Beard getting that call and answering it before they could leave. Benson hearing the sirens after Randy calls the cops. Both times it looks like he's reliving some cosmic disappointment like even though he's had to re-accept his fate, he's still desperately looking for an off-ramp. I think that's maybe what Benson means at the end. "I was never in charge, Randy." His fate or inevitable end was in charge and was something he'd already considered set in stone. Though I think that's also due to some self-sabotage. Like Randy tried to tell him, he had the opportunity to just run and never look back but instead decided to go on some self-assigned white knight quest for Randy in circles around town. Following some perceived path to "fix" Randy in ways Benson could never fix himself. Benson is a walking self-fulfilling prophecy. So to answer your question about whether I think Benson planned on killing himself after killing Chris, Jess, and Hardy (and after "helping Randy")—in my opinion, yes, I believe so. But I also think it switches back and forth from yes to no like 15 times between them leaving BBB and watching the cops pull into the diner parking lot that night, lol.

#does any of this make sense #well yeah in my mind it does so lmaoooo #idefk #thank you for the ask and letting me ramble at you!! <333333 #visceravalentines #ask #the passenger #the passenger 2023

[wrongdodo]

No Contest

Pairing: M!Whitney x F!Reader x M!Sydney (she/her pronouns, reader wears a skirt, 2 x “good girl”)

Genre: 18+ Smut

Warnings/Content: Poly/throuple. Non-penetrative sex. A few swears – and y’know, filthy smut words.

Word count: 2014

Summary: After Sydney discovers a magazine article about the illusive nipple orgasm, your boyfriends make it a competition to see who can get you off first.

A/N: sorry lol I dunno why I’m like this. This is hot, right? Mum!Sirris referenced once in passing. Whitney with a tongue stud. Sassy Fallen Syd (Probably coulda done with one more proofread but I’m ready to let it fly. gonna go touch grass now i promise)

The library is still, but still open.

School finished a half hour ago, and the students are long gone – you can’t blame them. It’s a beautiful Friday afternoon and the sun is shining, inviting almost everyone to go outside and enjoy the weather. Still, it’s unsurprising to find Sydney still working. At least that’s what it looks like he’s doing.

Sydney sits behind the counter, as usual – amber eyes downcast over a book. His tongue peeps gently in concentration. He’s so rapturously engrossed, in fact, that he doesn’t notice your approach. He’s caught off-guard as you speak.

“What you reading?” you smile fondly, leaning over to get a good look at whatever has Sydney so absorbed. He’s pleased to see you, letting the book settle against the top of the desk. There’s a magazine inside.

“Just doing some research,” he replies with a gentle, sleepy smile. “This came free with a delivery to Mum’s shop. It’s… an interesting read…”

You don’t doubt it. Lately, Sydney was consuming anything he could find in an effort to expand his horizons – all thanks to you, apparently. As a good girlfriend, you’ve been more than happy to support his journey to enlightenment. Perching on the edge of the counter, you crane your neck to see what had Sydney so immersed this time.

“… Nipple orgasms? That’s… a thing?” your nose wrinkles doubtfully – but Sydney seems quite confident in their newfound knowledge.

“Apparently, love,” he stands, planting a chaste kiss against the flat of your neck. The subsequent kisses aren’t quite so chaste. “Maybe it’s something we could try together?” he whispers against your flushed skin, causing the hairs on the back of your neck to prickle.

You hum and lean against him. What a good idea. Idly, you tease at the pages of the magazine, enjoying his soft lips against your neck. It’s clear he’s willing you to react, but you’re happy to let him try a little harder.

A heavy textbook slams against the counter. You’re both startled, and it’s no accident. Neither of you had noticed Whitney approach, and now he looks down at you both with an expression that’s hard to place.

His eyebrows raise as he smiles wryly. “Having fun there, slut?”

You nod, and can’t hide a smile, too. Whitney had never felt threatened by Sydney – or so he said - but they shared sort-of… a mutual rivalry when it came to your affections. You were always very happy to act as mediator.

Whitney leans over the desk, glancing over the article with disinterest. “This got you all hot and bothered?”

Sydney nips at your neck delicately, causing you to yip in response. You feel him smile against your skin, before he turns to Whitney with surprising aloofness.

“Just leave your book in the returns basket,” he drawls – stopping just short of physically shooing Whitney away. The bully isn’t impressed.

“What, you’re gonna give her one?” he scoffs, arms folding over his lean chest. “Fuck right off.”

“Actually, there’s quite a nuanced technique,” Sydney retorts, eyeing Whitney and tapping the magazine with one finger. Even you’re surprised by his conviction, and he’s not even finished. “You’d know that if you’d ever bothered to read about it, Whitney.”

Here we go.

“What, you’re a fucking expert now?” Whitney scorns, moving closer to you and possessively gliding his hands around your waist. You’re sandwiched between them, and it’s easy to feel affected by the prickling intensity with which they hold themselves. Your eyes settle on Sydney, wondering how he might respond.

“If you’re so confident, then you won’t mind demonstrating, will you?”

If Sydney’s intention is to make the bully back down, he’s going about it all wrong. Still, it’s not like you’re complaining. You notice the hint of a smile playing at the corners of Sydney’s lips which suggests he knows exactly how he intends to play this.

Whitney huffs, already unbuttoning your shirt - muttering fiercely and unable to hide his agitation. The tiny buttons of your blouse aren’t fucking helping. “If anyone’s gonna make you cum like that… it’ll be me…”

You can’t suppress a soft whimper. You don’t doubt Whitney’s confidence – you don’t doubt either of them, to be honest – and anyway, it’ll be fun to let them try. Once unbuttoned, Sydney slips your shirt from your shoulders, bunching it and stashing it somewhere out of sight. Your bra soon follows – it’s a clear flex when Whitney unhooks it with a single swift motion. Sydney will want to practice that later.

Gingerly, you scooch into the middle of the desk – levelling the playing field somewhat. Sydney and Whitney flank you, and for a brief moment, their eyes are fixed not on you, but each other. Plainly, they have no interest in hiding their growing contention.

To no one’s surprise, Whitney dives in first; too confidently, as could be predicted. He lowers his head and greedily draws one nipple into his warm, wet mouth. He’s intense, as always – tugging forcefully as he sucks, sweeping the metal of his tongue stud over you ravenously. You can tell he thinks it’s some kind of secret weapon – probably because you’ve never told him any different.

In contrast, Sydney takes his time, fingers skimming delicately over your breast. He leans closer to whisper encouraging words against your ear – you feel yourself melting a little as his long hair tickles your cheek. “Just focus on breathing, love.”

You’re already nodding faithfully in reply. Eventually, Sydney begins to tease one hardened nipple under his fingertips – featherlight as he traces soft kisses down your neck and collarbone. His soft touch invites a whinny of desire from your parted lips.

Not to be outdone, Whitney grips your jaw, roughly turning your head and assaulting you with a deep kiss. It’s all friction, tongue and teeth – hungry and rude, everything Whitney stands for. Then, he’s biting the crook of your neck restlessly as he pinches and pulls at your tit. It’s like he can’t settle down – unlike Sydney, who’s seems to know exactly what sort of delicate treatment is required.

You close your eyes, allowing a shaky breath to rattle from your lungs. There’s a soft hand holding yours. Sydney’s taking his time, still – gently nudging your breast with his nose, dusting soft kisses over soft flesh. The wet, warm blade of his tongue skims over your erect nipple, causing you to arch your back and tip your head upward.

Whitney’s rough fingers leisurely trace small circles along your inner thigh, then up and under your skirt in a familiar journey. Legs part instinctively. "Bet you’re so fucking wet for us, slut…" he growls against skin.

You groan out an answer, but it doesn’t matter – he’ll soon discover he’s not wrong. Whitney’s fingers nudge the slick surface of your underwear, easily finding the outline of your swollen clit - the thin fabric already dense and clinging. But before his fingers can sink into your core, he’s pulled away. You rumble with loss, body twisting against the counter in frustration.

“That’s against the rules, Whitney,” Sydney chides, his voice purring against you. Purposefully, he guides Whitney’s hand back into your lap. You feel the combined weight of their hands settle there – hovering infuriatingly above your centre and almost certainly on purpose.

“You’re just pissed you didn’t think of it," Whitney mutters hotly. His teeth catch against your sensitive skin, making you squeak. Then, he’s gently suckling, almost apologetically, sliding his tongue stud over your nipple and brushing against your soft skin as one rough, possessive hand roams your skin and pulls you closer.

You wish they’d stop talking and just focus. But all the same, a surprising, welcome sensation blooms in your gut, flourishing just below your bellybutton. You hadn’t expected it to feel quite like this – there’s even a gentle, promising tickle in the base of your clit. You close your eyes, narrowing your focus, fanning the embers of your stirring climax. Focus on breathing.

But’s a slow burn. There are irritating moments where they seem more interested in distracting each other than they are with getting you off – bickering annoyingly across you, competitive and vying for dominance in their own distinct way.

Unbeknownst to Sydney, the bully’s gripped your wrist and is now boorishly grinding his erection against your palm through his trousers. You’re not sure if it’s against Sydney’s rules – but you choose not to mention it. Meanwhile, Whitney’s alternating between flicking your nipple with his venomous tongue and sucking on it greedily. “Fucking sensitive, aren’t you slut?” he rumbles against your flesh, noticing you quiver.

Sydney actually scoffs, taking a moment to pull away from your breast, unable to resist a clever comeback. “You didn’t know how sensitive she is?” Sydney can’t help teasing– clearly, he’s emboldened by your reactions, and is feeling quite confident with his technique. To be fair, he should.

Still, you wish they’d shut up and concentrate.

"Please… I really need to cum..." you plead, breath quickening needily. It’s maddening – orgasm feels so close, but infuriatingly out of reach. When you focus too hard, it flutters away, slipping through your fingers like sand. Now, it’s getting hard to think of anything except being fingered roughly against the counter, or being bent over to cum hard on cock… craving release badly now as you slither pitifully against the desk, getting almost no relief thanks to the flat, frictionless surface. You’re at their mercy.

Jolts of sensation flutter and bloom in your chest, just behind Sydney’s diligent fingers. He ghosts his lips against your ear - his warm, encouraging voice eliciting another shiver. It’s possible to hear the smile in his voice. "You’ll cum, my love. Have faith."

You swallow hard, wanting to believe him. But it’s hard.

“I can’t…” you whimper, grinding down on the desk in pure frustration. Sydney places a finger to your trembling lips, but it’s Whitney who shushes you gently, nipping at your jaw, his voice low against your ear.

“Me and Temple boy are gonna make you cream that pretty pussy… so be a good girl, and shut up.”

You’re panting. Yeah, that’ll do the trick. Whitney knows it, too – his gravely dirty talk spinning you darkly closer to the edge. Climax rumbles and threatens within – muscles tightening, knees shaking…

Sydney runs his tongue over your collarbone, tweaking your nipple tenderly. “I can feel you’re close, beloved,” he coos. “Let go.”

You can’t suppress deep, shuddering moan as your orgasm crashes down, splintering through your insides; it’s as though every muscle tightens, dreadful and deep and crushing. Between your thighs, your cunt pulses – starved of anything to clamp down on but twitching delightedly all the same.

It’s surprisingly intense – there’s a moment where you can’t move – settling for gripping their hands gratefully in your own as your shattered breathing settles. Slowly, the thumping in your chest subsides too, but the tingling in your nerves lasts a little longer.

“That was my side, right?” Whitney’s too cocky – instantly, he’s fucking embarrassing sometimes. Practically euphoric, strutting annoyingly around the counter. “I fucking win!”

“That’s… not really how it works…” is all the explanation you can muster – but it’s clear he’s not listening, all-but pumping his fist in triumph.

Sydney gives you a knowing smile. “I know you’re just sparing his feelings.” You’re not exactly sure what he’s implying.  He removes his glasses and wipes them with a cloth – they’re foggy. “I’m a fast learner, don’t you think?”

You smile back. Either way, Sydney will be happy to have added something new to his growing repertoire – and you’re very happy too.

“Come on, slut,” Whitney shoves your shirt rudely against your bare chest. “Get dressed, I’m taking you out to celebrate.” You roll your eyes - as usual with Whitney, it’s not clear if there’s a choice.

“No, she’s coming to Elk Street with me,” Sydney states firmly, turning towards you. He shoots an imploring, flirtatious look that’s now well-practiced and difficult to resist. “Right?”

Despite their bickering, it’s quite clear from your smug, satisfied smile that you’re the one who won today.

#dol #dol fanfic #dol smut #degrees of lewdity #degrees of lewdity fanfiction #dol whitney #whitney the bully #whitney x reader #dol sydney #sydney the fallen #sydney x reader

[comfymoth]

can we see more werewolf quackity please 👹 he's gorgeous

all his good looks and charm <3

#sorry i love him i have to bully him a little #otherwise all the attention would go to his head #qsmp monster au #qsmp #quackity #my art

[just-null-cult]

Kokichi, similar to Noritoshi in the sense that they're analytical and kinda tsun, but that's mostly it. This is another Megumi and Noritoshi situation where, on the surface, they appear to be very similar, but you squint and realize they're extremely different.

Whereas Noritoshi isn't as bold because he still holds remnants of pride, Kokichi is just shy about it since it's so new. He won't back down from it, just hesitate.

[Long ass rambles under the cut! + bonus doodles.]

When referring to shyness, Kokichi leans into the awkward and stiff type. There's always confusion and slight fear in his eyes when he's experiencing something new or romantic. He doesn't want to mess up, but if he does, he just hopes it works in his favor.

Being born in a body where he was under constant pain and stress, someone touching him was the last thing he wanted. He'd never known the loving touch of another because the heavens decided he wasn't allowed to.

After meeting you, that yearning to be next to you became too much. To hell with his restrictions. He'd to do whatever it takes to be able to be with you even if he had to sacrifice others to do it.

In retrospect, he feels like he should've done it sooner. Being touched or even grazed doesn't feel like his skin is falling off anymore.. Plus having both arms and working legs is always a good thing. It's new and odd, but not terrible. His mind never once wandered back and regretted those he's thrown under the bus because why would it?

Unfortunately, when his body was being healed, Mahito made him healthy.. and that's all. Knowing Mahito, he'd leave Kokichi to struggle with catching up to the rest of his peers by working for his own stamina, weight, and strength from square one. Though Kokichi isn't complaining much about it. He'd still take this rather than being stuck in that god forsaken tub for a second longer.

He used to hate being fussed over because of his illness. He prefers to do things on his own and now he can. Yet, Kokichi still gets pitiful looks on other's faces when he's too weak to carry something. It makes him want to spit at them, he can use Mechamaru to do his heavy lifting for now. He doesn't need a beefed up body to do it.

Unless you're the "beefed up" one fussing over him.. He doesn't mind it when it's you. In fact, Kokichi feels grateful when it's you, endeared even. He never feels belittled or pitiful when its you.. Only you.

Judging by how he treated panda for having the ability to interact with others in person despite being a cursed corpse, Kokichi has a number of insults and creative verbal abuse he's ready to spew out once someone tries getting a little too close to you. Scratch that, he's rude in general to those he isn't familiar with.

Kokichi has a lot of anger for those he deems ungrateful. What do you expect from someone who thought he was gonna rot in a bathtub for the rest of his life to do? Not harbor resentment? Luckily, he holds just as much, if not more, love for you who he's unbelievably grateful for!

Your affection is so odd to him, a new experience that he never knew he could grow to yearn for. It's not terrible, quite the opposite. It's so wonderful he can't get enough. Every time you're around, he wants to have at least one hand on you at all times. Doesn't matter where, just as long as he feels you're around. Safe to say, he's extremely touch starved.

Oh how Kokichi would drop everything for a walk with you. He'd use every Mechamaru he had just to make sure no one disturbs either of you. Murder is just a side effect if they get too persistent. He just wants to spend time with you!

Though he likes walks, he still gets out of breath easily. Walking is nice, but he still needs time to get used to it. Offering to help will only cause him to lean against you, it's not too difficult, he doesn't weigh much for better or worse. He loves when you lend him a hand, it's just another reason to get close to you.

When you part, it's only natural that Kokichi gifts you a little trinket he made. Rejecting it will only reward you with the most devastated frown, so just accept it. If you get rid of it when coming home, it somehow always finds its way back to you? Destroying it will lead to Kokichi giving you another one.

Yes, it follows and watches you, but it's just to keep you safe! Who knows what could happen. Whether or not the little trinkets are subtle, all depends on how you reacted to him asking if it was alright to know your location at all times when he's not around. Kokichi is understanding if you're not okay with it. He'll just make his gifts extra subtle so you wont know he's watching.

He just wants to be by your side constantly, even if he's not able to be there in person. Watching you through a screen gives him a sickly familiar feeling in the pit of his stomach, but it's better than not knowing what you're doing. He can even pick up little things about you this way for when he sees you next time! This is nothing but a win-win in his mind even if others beg to differ.

Kokichi never felt blessed. Not once since the day he was born, not until he found you. You who he feels is truly a gift from the heavens. You who he would give up everything to have. In a way, Kokichi is delusional. He sees you as the reason he got a heavenly restriction. It was as if other worldly forces tried to keep him at bay from pursuing you, but you're also the reason he broke his restrictions. He now has the body he wished for thanks to you, his drive, his motivation, his purpose, his love.

[extra shit]

Kokichi’s so fucking low key about being a chuunibyou. you're telling me he named his mech after an anime he watched. half his attacks have ultimate or ultra in the name.. HE MADE A FUCKING MECH. Your ass can't tell me he didn't watch anime while growing up and got inspired to make it a reality. He probably watched Evangelion or something.. Woah, anime dates with him where he makes your favorite creature and uses it to his advantage.. woah.

[Bonus Kokichi verbal abuse]

#jujutsu kaisen #jjk #kokichi muta #muta kokichi #kokichi muta x reader #muta kokichi x reader #mechamaru #mechamaru x reader #jjk x reader #welcome mob kun to the cult.. im so sorry that you have to be our sacrificial lamb to these psycho's bullying #tl;dr kokichi is a little shy bc everythin is new but hes still open to everythin. hes just an obsessive freak for you ykyk #i love kokichi.......... dont you love him?? hes so good bro #can you see how hard im snorting copium to make up my au where hes alive #i had to put some yan into him BUT LISTEN TO ME IM NOT EVEN TRYING TO MAKE HIM A FREAK BRO #HES LITERALLY JUST LIKE THAT AND ITS SUCH A SHAME ITS NOT USED MORE #“there was someone who i loved. and i didnt care what happened to the world as long as i could be by her side and protect her” #“even if that girl didnt want me to be the one to protect her.” #HE WAS DOWN TO SACRIFICE THE WORLD?? MF HUH?? YOU WERE GONNA BETRAY EVERYONE BC YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD FIGHT. WIN. AND FIX IT?? #AND YOU WOULD FR STILL BE THERE EVEN IF THE ONE YOU LOVED DIDNT LIKE YOU BACK??? #DUDE????? #WHAT THE FCUK KOKICHI WHAT THE FUCKKKKK #ong idk if theres a handful of kokichi enjoyers out there or its one person asking for him specifically but i see you... #i'll feed you my starving cult member..... #THIS IS THE ONE I POSTED ON ACCIDENT SO SORRY FOR THE DELAY AND MISHAP ANON. I LOVE YOU. #shout out to salsamander who caught me slacking #im not sorry for the LowTierGod reference

[introspectivememories]

tddk hc that tdrk is the ultimate "i wanna show you off" bf. king of kissing izk in public places to tell everyone that izk is taken by him. possessive bastard. purposely lends izk his clothing and everyone can tell bc while izk is bigger width wise, tdrk has always been taller. convinces izk to leave hickeys in visible places just so he can come to class the next day, shirt half-unbuttoned, so that everyone can see. makes direct eye-contact with the business ed student who will Not stop asking izk out, as he kisses izk.

#eventually ppl start referring to them as a duo and then and only then does he let up a little on the possessiveness #also izk loves this. like he knows exactly what's going on and he loves it #like bullied izk who would've given anything for someone to publicly be seen with him #and now shouto loves him so much he'll tell the world about it???? #shou loves him so much he'll come to school with his marks??? he'll let izk wear his clothes so that evrybdy knows izk belongs to him???? #yeah that's one hell of a drug for izk #this is insp by 'agora hills' by doja cat #i heard it on the radio and could not stop thinking about tddk #btw this does not get better when tddk get married #my personal hc is that they hyphenate #or that they switch last names #shouto doesn't have to go by his last name and izk gets to tell the whole world that he belongs to sm1 #im sorry tddk is sooo important to me #tododeku #tddk #todoroki shouto #midoriya izuku #bnha

[variousnumbers]

any other autistic babes find themselves INCREDIBLY attached to dream of the endless due to his being inherently defined by and made of strong emotions but also kinda bad at showing or understanding them, only when it comes to himself personally?? no?????? just me???????

#like he’s Deeply emotionally stifled which is so funny. bc he IS emotions? like that’s a lot of the fuel of dreams at their core #i just ADORE a god-like character who is more fragile than a mortal just like. in other ways #dream withstood imprisonment for a HOT SEC but i think he would be DESTROYED by the pointed bullying of a middle schooler #yknow? #the sandman #dream of the endless #if this is a horrific read on his character i need you to know i have not yet acquired the comics so Ginme A Sec #*gimme. not retyping that sorry #if it helps you to envision tom sturridge looking kinda pathetic and soggy i would understand #if they didn’t want me to love the anthropomorphic representation they should have made him less of a wispy little twink

[linagram]

[𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚜𝚊𝚔𝚒 𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚒'𝚜 𝚝𝟷 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊] 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛

writing her vd was kinda hard tbh.. i'm still trying to figure out what i want her character to be like, at first she was supposed to be, like, a cute and cheerful girl who is also kinda creepy, but here she's more.. quiet, i guess? i like her vd a lot though! i actually got chills while writing the last sentence and one thing she says to eiji

also, after this vd i will post akio and aimi's interrogation! so again, you can send them questions if you want!

(divider link)

Aimi: ♪~

(door opens)

Miki: S-sorry for being late!.. We, um.. had some problems to deal with..

Aimi: Ah, it's okay, don't worry about it! I haven't even noticed that you're late actually.

Aimi: May I ask what happened though?

Miki: Um, I'm not sure that I'm allowed-

Eiji: Akio passed out right after we extracted his song.

Miki: Eiji-san, you're gonna scare her!

Aimi: Oh, really? Is he okay?

Miki: Y-yeah, it just turned out that he was, um.. m-more "fragile" than we thought.

Eiji: He's just weak, that's all.

Eiji: I don't think it happened because of the machine, he most likely just had some health problems before he even came here.

Eiji: Or he just knew that we will vote him guilty and got too scared, haha.

Aimi: I see..

Miki: But don't worry, I'm sure you're gonna be fine after we extract your song!

Miki: At least I hope so..

Eiji: Anyway, enough about that guy.

Eiji: So, Prisoner 002, Hanasaki Aimi. 16 years old, first year of high school, just like Prisoner 001.

Eiji: By the way, what do you think about him? Prisoner 009 is also still in high school, if I'm not wrong.

Aimi: Hm.. Akio-kun is a good guy! I can tell that he's.. well, not the most friendly person, but I'm sure that he just needs some time to get used to this place and other prisoners!

Aimi: And Kuroki-san is so nice to me! He treats me well and he always listens to me no matter what I say..

Aimi: Overall, I like this place a lot! I'm having so much fun with everyone!

Miki: You're surprisingly relaxed for a situation like this..

Aimi: Well, this is just some kind of game, isn't it? Oh, maybe this is a theme park or something like that? I've never been in a prison-themed park though..

Eiji: *sighs* When will you all accept that this is a real thing and you can actually die if we vote you guilty?

Miki: D-DIE?? Eiji-san, they won't actually get executed, right? RIGHT??

Aimi: Die, huh..

Aimi: Well, it's not like I mind.

Miki: .. What?

Aimi: If it means that I won't be executed alone and other prisoners will be with me too..

Aimi: I would be happy to die with my best friends by my side.

Eiji: ...

Miki: ...

Aimi: Ah, sorry for scaring you like this! Please, ask me anything you want. I will answer as honestly as I can.

Eiji: .. Right. So, about your crime.

Eiji: I'm looking at you right now and I'm trying to figure out what you did.

Eiji: .. You sure have a lot of injuries.

Aimi: Haha, yes, I do.

Aimi: I'm just a little bit clumsy, that's all.

Eiji: We just started and you're already lying.

Aimi: Huh?

Eiji: You got these injuries because of someone else and not because of your own clumsiness, didn't you?

Aimi: ...

Aimi: Haha.. Speaking from experience, Guard-san?

Eiji: !

Eiji: You-

Aimi: Sorry, sorry. It's just that you also look like you had to go through a lot.

Eiji: How.. HOW DARE YOU?!

Miki: Eiji-san, stop! She's already hurt, don't make it worse for her!

Eiji: .. Fine.

Eiji: (to Aimi) Give me your hairclip. The candy-shaped one.

Aimi: W-why do you need it?

Eiji: If I can't punish you physically, I'll just do it this way.

Eiji: And something is telling me this hairclip is important to you.

Aimi: .. W-well, if Guard-san says so..

Aimi: I would be okay with getting beaten though.

Miki: Eiji-san, please, leave her alone!

Eiji: SHE CAN'T JUST GO "OH, I WONDER WHY YOU HAVE TO WEAR ALL THESE BANDAGES"!

Miki: .. P-please, just give him the hairclip, Aimi-chan. You don't deserve to get hurt even more.

Aimi: !..

Aimi: "Aimi-chan"..

Aimi: I've never been called that before..

Aimi: Okay! Here, have my hairclip, Guard-san!

Eiji: ...

Eiji: You gave it to the wrong guard.

Miki: Why did you-

Aimi: Because you wouldn't look good with it, Guard 001-san!

Eiji: You did it just because she was nicer to you, didn't you?

Aimi: So, about my crime.

Eiji: Hey, don't ignore me!

Aimi: I.. can't tell you much about it. Sorry.

Miki: Why? Are you scared?

Aimi: Not really. I'm not scared at all actually.

Aimi: It's just that I'm not even sure if you can call it a crime.

Eiji: You're in Milgram and that means it is definitely a crime.

Eiji: And not just any crime, but murder.

Aimi: Murder..

Aimi: You're right. I did commit murder.

Eiji: I wonder who you killed though.

Eiji: .. Did you kill someone to get revenge on them?

Aimi: .. Haha, who knows.

Eiji: Was it one of your classmates?

Aimi: NO!

Miki: Aimi-chan??

Eiji: Finally, I was worried this interrogation will be boring.

Aimi: I was friends with all of my classmates! They loved me! We always had so much fun together!

Aimi: I.. I loved them.. I really did.. And they loved me..

Aimi: It.. It wasn't one of my classmates..

Eiji: .. Weird.

Aimi: What's weird?

Eiji: You see, sure, I can just say you killed someone because you were bullied and you wanted to get revenge on that person.

Eiji: Reminds me of that last prisoner.. But I doubt that he really was bullied, he was just mad that people loved someone more than him.

Eiji: But you just.. don't seem like that type of person.

Aimi: What do you mean by that?

Eiji: I can imagine you snapping and finally showing your bullies how angry you are at them, but something just doesn't add up.

Eiji: Did you notice it too, Guard 002?

Miki: No, I didn't.

Eiji: ...

Eiji: *sighs* Fine.

Eiji: In short, you're too weak to actually kill someone yourself.

Eiji: I can't think of anyone who could be your victim except your bullies, but again, you say that your classmates loved you.

Eiji: So that means you either killed someone from a different class or a different school..

Eiji: .. or someone helped you realize how bad your situation really is.

Eiji: Hey, Aimi..

Eiji: Did you also have an accomplice, just like Prisoner 001?

(bell rings, machinery sounds)

Eiji: I'm waiting for your answer.

Aimi: ...

Eiji: Aimi!

Miki: Eiji-san, she needs a minute-

Eiji: Prisoner 002, Aimi, sing your sins!

Aimi: I was told that it would be nice if they all just died.

═════════•°• ⚠ •°•═════════

#so. how are we feeling about the last part :) #god i am so insane about akio and aimi parallels. the popular boy and the girl who was hated by everyone. #their crimes being so similar but also so different. their backstories both having something to do with bullying. #(one prisoner will join them with their backstory too haha <3) #i also love how both of them have like.. muu songs energy. akio is inmf and aimi is after pain (yes it's kei's cover but who cares) #also if you're wondering why miki doesn't have that many lines compared to eiji #she's still getting used to her new job! she's a little confused! #and also i imagine her being an “audience surrogate” type of character kinda like es meanwhile eiji is an actual protag #i still love her so much #but man. eiji is so funny like yes i feel so sorry for him and he also can be very cruel but. #“don't ignore me >:(” and “is it because miki is nicer than me”. literally babygirl material #🗡️guard 001: sanada eiji 🗡️ #🌼guard 002: andou miki 🌼 #🌸prisoner 002: hanasaki aimi🌸 #milgram #milgram project #milgram oc

[kazuichikazuichi]

Kazuichi for the Character Bingo

THANK YOU FOR ASKING ME ABOUT HIM AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA literally my favourite character of everything ever he is my special guy he is everything to me

under the cut for a non kaz thing:

yeah, they're my cats, and thank you!! and lola says thank you as well 🐈‍⬛

#me: 'the fandom is so mean' also me: drew him on the floor getting bullied by the survivors #idk i just think even though its fun to bully him a little lol i think he deserves a break 🥲 #also YEAH so i love this man if you could not tell by my username and profile picture and just. general everything #i want to bite him chomp chomp chomp chomp chomp ch #he is the character that comes most naturally to me when writing by far! because i project on him so hard that i just make him react how i #would react. and that seems to gain a pretty positive reception so yay :) #he is SOOOOO SILLYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY yes i project on him but also i want to kiss him idk its complicated #he is so handsome to me #he makes me bark ferally WOOF WOOF WOOF ARF ARF BARK BARK BARK WOOF #sorry was that a step too far #i love kazuichi :3 :3 :3 #literally the most attached i have ever been to a character ever #if i had to get rid of every other character in the world and just keep one it would be him #i love him............................... #two of my fave physical headcanons for him are him having a few freckles and also him having naturally brown eyes (under his contacts) #i want to SQUEEZE HIM IN THE MOST AGGRESSIVE HUG IN THE WORLD #i cant stop typing somebody help me #aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa #i am drowning in too many tags #ask game #kazuichi soda #kazuichi souda #also yeah bonus photo of lola lmao sorry if thats out of place here i just get paranoid abt posting too much so combined that ask with this

[daydreamersparasie]

it’s a different experience to have Alan say doe eyes in game vs seeing fan art IDK MAN SMTH JUST HITS ME DIFFRENT like god BLORBO NUMBER FIVE THOUSAND COMING UP INTO MY I LOVE YOU LIST

#my dear hatchet man #demon rambles #all these characters in the yansim fandom are JUST SO GOOD LIKE HOW CAN I NOT FALL IN LOVE WITH ALL OF THEM #THEY JSUT ALL HAVE SUCH COOL LITTLE QUIRKS AND STYLES THAT ARE SO THEM!!!!!!! #I AM BARKIN I AM HOWLLINN IM GOING TO LOSE MY MIND SORRY GUYS HE'S HOT #NOT JUST BECAUSE HIS INSPO WAS TICCI TOBY COME ON GUYS STOP BULLYING ME #HE'S JSUT OOOOOO SO SWEET I LOVE HIM HE'S JSUT LIKE SUPER TENDER AN EVEYTHINNGG GG

[silverselfshippingchaos]

happy bday ash! i hope u enjoy ur cake ^_^/ 🍰

how does maxi celebriate ur bd? i know leixia and the kids would probably plan something special for u <3 (@goldenshrine)

thank you!!!

Hehe I'm always so excited to talk about my special guy! Maxi just really wants to make her feel special (he always does such a great job at that) and spend some quality time with her. After the events leading up to sc5, time is the one thing they haven't really had together.

Maxi would like to get her a good meal, take her out for a nice day out in town, or maybe take her out stargazing at night. After all, their first kiss more than 20 years before sc5 was under the stars. Ash handles most of the cooking for the kids, so I think that Leixia and the gang would try to make her food! Xiba eats like half of it while they're prepping, Natsu is ready to nap, and Leixia is determined! Maxi is very serious about making sure his partner has a good day.

Also, if possible, he'd like to get some time away from the kiddos for a bit too. Just some time to chill with his girlfriend. Ash has changed a lot by SC5 and I think what they both want is just some time to enjoy each other's company.

(Maxi also enjoys the thought of a romantic walk at night because he gets to drape his jacket over her shoulders. One of his favorite sights ever. Ash always playfully scolds him about never wearing a shirt, but he just shrugs.

"I mean, hey, it's not like you don't enjoy the view."

Ash can't deny that she does.)

Overall he just wants her to take a break from the road and the world and just love her for a bit. He also teases a little about how she's getting old. It's funny, since although Maxi is older than she is, guess whose aging slows down by SC5- Ash still very much looks like a woman in her 40s.

It's a fun day and Ash absolutely loves it! She couldn't stand the kids at first, but over time she's really grown to care for them. She's their Cool Aunt figure LMAO. And to be able to spend her birthday with the love of her life? She doesn't have the words to describe how it makes her feel.

One thing to note about SC5 era Ash is just how different she is than her previous appearances. It makes sense since she's nearly 20 years older than she was in SC4, but she's almost more bitter in terms of personality? Her temper is shorter, and she's just... tired. Tired of the cards she's been dealt. She was bleeding out and watching during Maxi's SC4 ending (Maxi touches the scar on her back from Astaroth a lot), her friends are off doing their own thing, and now she's stuck playing auntie to these dumbass teenagers trying to save the world after losing her lover for a decade?! Seriously?!

And so a big part of her character is just her becoming a bit more happy and cheery again, more similar to what we know Ash's character to be. She's quite smiley on her birthday. She just can't help it!

To be able to set down her sword for a while and spend the day with the people that she loves makes her so happy.

(But also, even after all these years, being with Maxi and holding his hand, hearing his laugh, kissing his cheek, kissing his lips... Everything. It all makes her heart flutter so much. They were both so different now, her having gone through everything and Maxi having the whole Soul Edge situation, but their love and understanding for each other hasn't changed.)

#he also insists on carrying her back to bed at night and kissing her all over akdjajdjqj dork!! (i love him) #but yeah. they just have a nice chill road and quit the traveling for a bit just to relax. and.. in a certain someone's case... #to make out with his girlfriend- #ash rambles 💚 #me personally though? i have some work and some studying to do today but! i will play a couple rounds of soulcal today aksjajdj #just to see my beautiful guy #then it's back to the x.enoblade grind- sorry but this crush is all i can think about!!! silly little d.unban.. #also. back to the idiot. he always laughs a little when he kisses ash's lips. says that no cake can be as sweet as her #it's so cheesy and ash groans (she's blushing) #natsu groans and tells them to get a damn room #sorry kiddo- #thank you for the ask!!! #answered #goldenshrine #i love him so much! i know i bully him a lot but he's so special to me <3 also hes so attractive- #real talk though. i have Thoughts about sc5 #but... oh my god... i'm not saying that sc5 maxi is the most attractive one.. but... thats exactly what im saying- #he's very charming when he's older #oh who am i kidding he's always charming- certainly charmed me! #thank you again <3