#that's the dumbest joke ever but i don't care

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things you don't know | jjk

summary: it’s been seven years since you last saw the boy that broke your heart. after moving back home, you try everything you can to avoid seeing him around town, but destiny has a wicked way of doing the opposite.

✨ title: things you don't know | one shot ✨ pairing: jungkook x f!reader | ✨ rating: M/17+ ✨ genre/au: angst | ex best friends!au | ✨ word count: 4.3k ✨ warnings: language, drinking, light kisses, miscommunication, reader jokes about unaliving her other best friend, mentions of throwing up ✨ prompt: “i thought i’d never see you again” ✨ a/n: heyoooo. so this is loosely based off a friendship i had in high school and in case you're wondering (irl) i haven't seen this man in over 17 years (oh gawd i'm old). anyway, thank you to @shina913 for being my beta.

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You were a fool to believe nothing could tear you and your best friend apart. Just like in the movies you'd watch for hours, you realized you were not the main character; he was. You were only part of the supporting cast, the best friend–not the one he wanted. Someone else had been occupying his mind, his thoughts, and you guessed you weren't privy to know all of him.

You wondered if you became the villain in his story. Were you the other woman? How could you have known if he never told you? He was your best friend. The one you shared everything with–your hopes, dreams, and even the dumbest little details of your life.

And maybe you expected too much. Maybe you had built a world of sunshine and rainbows and believed no storms could ever weather through. Maybe you cared too much, thinking he felt the same.

But at long last, you had become the girl jealous of Josie–the person who took away your best friend.

The city you lived in had grown vastly the last time you were here. Multiple lanes were added to the highways, and fields of land were cleared out for new homes, shops, and restaurants to try. Though the only thing on your mind was not bumping into him.

His was the only face you didn't want to run into in a city that felt familiar and unfamiliar. It felt silly. You're a grown woman with a car and an apartment–had bills to pay, and running into one person shouldn't haunt you as it did.

You might have done some detective work, going through old high school friends lists on Facebook and Instagram, lurking to see if he would show up. But as you suspected, he didn't exist on social media, so your chances of seeing him increased in your weird little mind.

The old hangout places were on your no-go list. Remember, you're trying to avoid him. He has not been on your mind every waking second, minute and hour. You weren't wondering how he was doing or if he was okay. He didn't deserve to occupy your mind, take all your energy.

But if you were to bump into him, you had a monologue ready to tell him how he had fucked up your mind, spiked all your insecurities, and hoped he and his stupid little girlfriend lived unhappily ever after. He deserved that, at least.

"Did you see Lillie's Instagram post? The one where a bunch of them were out celebrating Josie's birthday?" Lana asked, sipping on her iced vanilla latte. Lana was another high school best friend who didn't stomp all over your heart.

And regarding Lillie's post, it was hard not to see it when everyone you knew was tagged. Some things never change, you guessed. The same circle of friends, the same drama, the same gossip, but then again, you were sitting with one of your oldest friends.

"Yeah, I saw it."

And you also noticed how Jungkook wasn't in any photos. After doing your detective research and scouring through the internet. He was a ghost, not even showing up in tagged photos. You were hoping to get a glimpse of him in the background, but you hadn't seen a picture of him in years, so you had no idea if he had grown into that big 'ol nose of his or if he had gotten those piercings and tattoos he's always wanted. There was no trace of this man, not even in Josie's pictures.

Last you heard, they were still together, and you always rolled your eyes hard, remembering what Jeon Jungkook did to you. Didn't even have the fucking balls to say it to your face, but in a letter instead.

You suspected it was all Josie's fault. Probably afraid you'd steal him away, or he'd prefer to hang out with you. And you understood, he wasn't your boyfriend or anything, just a friend. Ex-best friend, that is. So you supposed any girl that did like Jungkook would be intimidated by your friendship.

"Have you seen Jungkook at all?"

Lana knew what went down–dropping you like a fly, like you didn't exist. She had teased you like a madwoman because you were crushing hard on his friend, Jimin, and somehow ended up befriending Jungkook.

"Nope," you said flatly.

"So, you know how we always talk about Jungkook being untraceable? I think I found him," she said, pulling out her phone.

Your jaw clenched before huffing out a breath. Lana liked to poke the bear when it came to Jungkook. You knew it wasn't intentional, and there was a part that held onto those painful memories because you weren't over what he did to you. Countless nights of questions and if you could've done anything to save your friendship. Wondering what you did wrong and why he picked Josie instead of you. You thought he had feelings and just didn’t want to act on it.

Lana slid the phone over, her two fingers zooming in on a brightened photo. "It's definitely Jungkook," she pointed to a figure in the background.

You narrowed your eyes as she moved the photo around. Your heart skipped a beat. You'd recognize that nose anywhere. It was him. He wasn't a ghost. There was actual evidence that he existed.

"I searched for more photos, but nothing else came up."

You chuckled. "Of course not. Jeon Jungkook doesn't exist on social media. It was never his thing anyway. It was always Josie who liked the attention."

"As a couple, they make no sense to me. What does he see in her anyway?" Lana pondered, sucking up the last of her latte.

Josie was popular and pretty and did every extracurricular activity known to man. Jungkook was quite the opposite: introverted, kept to himself, played games day and night, yet somehow they still ended up together.

"I don't know. Maybe she has a great personality or something," you answered.

She had everything and could’ve had anyone in the senior class, and something always bothered you about their relationship. You just couldn’t put your finger on it.

Lana could see your despair and decided to change the subject. "What are you doing tonight? Jimin is having a small party and was super excited when I told him you moved back."

You narrowed your eyes, your lips thinned. "What are we? In high school again?"

"Come on, babe. It'll be just like old times. I'll even pick you up. I know you hate driving."

It's only been a week since you've moved back. You didn't even know where all of your cute clothes were. "I have nothing to wear." It was the best excuse you could come up with at the moment.

"I got you. Don't worry about it!"

Fuck—you should've opted for a different excuse.

"I thought you said this was a small party," you said, wearing a dress that was barely covering your ass. You'd get Lana back for putting you in the tightest dress.

"Trust me, this is small." Lana hooked her arm with yours, dragging you to the kitchen, where Jimin poured several soju bottles and sodas into a pitcher. It was quite the concoction.

“How can he afford this place?” you whispered as you stared at the fancy marbled island and large commercial refrigerator.

Lana shrugged. “I don’t think he lives by himself. Probably has roommates or something.”

"Ladies! You're here!" Jimin squealed, setting down the soju bottle. He hugged Lana before greeting you warmly. "Oh—it's so good to see you!" He wrapped his arms around you, moving you from side to side, digging his chin into your shoulder.

"It's good to see you too, Jimin. You're, um, still quite the host." His parties were all the rage in high school, and now that you look back, you're unsure what you saw in Jimin. He was a good guy, a great dancer, but he partied too much for your taste. Maybe you were shallow and just liked him for his looks.

"I have a reputation to uphold." He wiggled his eyebrows, handing you a shot glass. "I call this little drink 'Soju Sunrise.'" He held his glass, waiting for you to clink it against his.

"Here goes nothing." The glasses clack together, and the mixed liquids go down your throat as smooth as silk. Surprisingly, the cocktail is rather tasty, and you hold out your glass for another round.

"Yes! That's my girl!"

After multiple rounds of Jimin's Soju Sunrise, your body loosened up along with your tongue, being quite the chatterbox to everyone hanging around. The alcohol coursing through your veins made catching up with old friends less dull. Though you wish you could've had a sign plastered to you stating your job, why you were back, and what you've been up to. It would've made your life simpler.

As you exited the bathroom, Lana immediately pulled you into an empty bedroom, closing the door behind her.

"What the fuck, Lana?"

"He's here!" she exclaimed out of breath.

"Who?" Confusion sets on your face.

“He-who-must-not-be-named!”

"Voldemort?" You raised a brow, pouting your lips together.

She struck your head. You scowled, rubbing the spot. Still confused, you think back to the crowded room.

A lightbulb finally goes off. You blame the Soju Sunrise for making you an airhead. "You've got to be kidding me."

"She's here too."

Oh, how you'd rather be clawing your eyes out right now. It would hurt less than facing Jungkook and Josie after all these years.

You had your little monologue prepared and ready to go, but you didn't think you'd have to recite it. Did you even remember what you wanted to say?

You looked around the room and sprinted when you saw a window. Your hands fumbled with the lock, but it was too hard to open.

"What are you doing?" Lana asked, her eyebrows knitted together, watching you struggle.

"I'm gonna climb out the window." It was the only sensible thing to do.

"You're so fucking dramatic."

"It's the only way to avoid them."

Lana grabbed your arms and made you look at her. "You are a grown-ass woman. Put on your big girl panties and walk out that door with your head held high."

"But I don't wanna," you pout. "And I'm wearing granny panties." You lowered your head, staring at your dress, picturing the blush-colored panties with a little bow on the front.

"Granny panties with this dress?"

"What? I couldn't find other ones and I like full coverage." Curse you for not unpacking like you should've been doing.

"Would've been better if you went commando."

"Lana! I have some dignity."

"Do you, though? You won't even leave this room and face the one person who broke your heart."

"Thanks, Lana," you said flatly.

"You're welcome!" she smiled, shaking your body. "Come on. You can do this. I believe in you." You rolled your eyes, staring blankly at her. She scanned you from head to toe, then back up to your chest. "Sweetie, we gotta make sure your tits are stunning." She dragged down the top of the dress, ensuring the swells of your breasts were peeking through.

"Lana, I'm not trying to seduce the guy." Okay—maybe you developed a crush on him, but it's not like you were going to make a move, he had a girlfriend for fuck’s sake.

"Yeah, who cares? We're trying to make Josie jealous."

"This is so high school," you comment, digging through your purse for your lipstick.

"Your point is?" Lana blinked.

You huffed. Okay—fine. If this were the only time you'd see Jeon Jungkook and Kim Josie, then fuck it. You could pretend everything was great for five minutes. Your hand went underneath your dress, tugging off your granny panties and tossing them on the ground.

"Holy shit—going commando too?" Lana squealed and clapped excitedly.

Hiking your dress up just a smidge, you were ready to smile and lie through whatever this dreaded conversation would bring up, probably old feelings of hurt and regret.

You hooked your arm through Lana's, with your shoulders back and head held high. This was it. After all this time, you would face the son-of-a-bitch who broke your heart and the cruel witch who took him away.

You had class—at least, you hoped you did. So, you'd play it cool, be calm and collected. Pretend like you had your shit together.

That is until you turned the corner and immediately spotted them snuggled up in the corner. Josie looked like a lovesick puppy all over him. Jungkook, not so much.

You clutched Lana's arm tighter and came to a halt. You repeated your short monologue in your brain from the bedroom to the living room, but it was as if your mind had wiped everything and your brain's connectors were short-circuiting.

Your eyes glistened as you watched the two. Josie sat on his lap, arms wrapped around his neck, kissing him. Your lower lip quivered, and your stomach sank. You weren't sure if you needed to hurl because of them or because of the soju. Perhaps both.

Jungkook pulled away from her grasp, seemingly annoyed by her show of affection. As soon as he turned away from her, his eyes landed on you.

You flashed a small smile and a wave of your hand. Who knew seeing Jungkook would make you feel the complete opposite of the narrative you had created? In your head, he was a heartless best friend who left you for a wicked witch, but here he was in the flesh and was just that big-nosed, doe-eyed boy whom you shared everything with. You missed him so much and wanted to catch up on life like no time had passed.

Lana turned to you. "Hey, what happened to the bad bitch persona? Aren't you gonna tell him off?"

"I'm so stupid, Lana. I can't do this." So much anger had been building up within the last seven years, but underneath that anger was just a girl who was heartbroken.

Lana nudged you in the ribs. You two watched as he pushed Josie off his lap, causing her to frown. You attempted to let go, but she pulled you in as Jungkook beelined toward you.

"Oh, my god! Jeon Jungkook in the flesh?" Lana said in a dramatic tone. "You do exist! I can't believe it. Well, I'm going to find myself another drink! Have fun catching up with your bestie!" She punched Jungkook's shoulder hard, and he scowled and flinched, massaging the spot.

You pressed your lips together, unsure what to say to him. It's been seven years since you last saw him. Once you graduated from high school, you were out of each other's hair. You were off to college a few hours away, and he stayed in town to attend a local university.

Jungkook cut off all forms of communication. It was like your friendship ceased to exist, which hurt you the most. The last thing you received from him was a measly little letter explaining that he was with Josie and that she didn't want you coming in between their relationship.

You couldn't understand why Jungkook couldn't just talk to you. Josie was never mentioned in conversations, nor did you see him with her, so it felt out of left field. If Jungkook told you he liked someone, you'd never stand in the way of his happiness. You thought he knew you better than that, but maybe you were wrong. Maybe you didn't know each other at all.

"I thought I'd never see you again," Jungkook said, the corners of his mouth curving into a warm smile.

You only paid attention to the glow-up Jungkook had. He did get the lip piercings he wanted, along with the tattoos. You could see them peeking through underneath his gray hoodie hanging off his shoulder. The white tank top defined his taut chest, letting you know he liked to work out. His damp hair curled in all the right places against the nape of his neck and his forehead. The silver chain adorning his neck looked pretty enough to tug on.

"You look great, by the way," Jungkook added, breaking you out of your daze.

"Oh, thanks. So do you." You manage to squeak out finally; then you remember how provocative you looked in your dress compared to sweet, innocent, looking Josie in her pink floral sundress, who was making their way toward you.

"Jungkook, can we please get a drink?" Josie whined, giving you the once over before latching onto Jungkook like the leech she was.

"You remember—"

Josie interrupted, "Yeah–don't remind me. Can we go?"

Josie stormed off toward the kitchen, leaving you and Jungkook behind. Did he have any say in their relationship, or did she tug him around like a puppy on a short leash?

You're stunned but not surprised by her remark. Once a bitch, always a bitch.

Turning your attention back to him, you realize you have nothing to say. The scars from this friendship were carved deeply into your heart; not even the monologue you rehearsed could dissipate the pain he caused.

"I—I gotta go," you said, taking off toward the bedroom because you couldn't fucking leave your underwear on a random stranger's floor. You had to save whatever dignity you had left.

"Wait—" He tried to grab your attention and followed you, walking through the hallway toward a room. He watched you go from one end of the room to the other, searching for something. "What are you doing in my room?"

You straighten your posture, slowly turning to him. "This is your room?"

"Yeah, Jimin and I share this place along with another friend.”

Oh, now you were going to fucking kill Lana. She knew. She must have! That's why she wanted to bring you here. And out of all the rooms, you had to pick Jeon Jungkook’s to leave your underwear in?

"Great," you said in exasperation. You turned back around in search of your panties. "Where the fuck is it?" It could only be in so many places.

"Where's what?"

You got down on your hands and knees, tugging your dress down, looking underneath the bed for your granny panties. "Nothing," you grumbled. "Fuck it. Forget it." You stood, walking past Jungkook. He could have your underwear as a keepsake, you suppose.

"Hey—" He gripped your arm. "Come on. This is how you greet me after all this time?"

You scoffed, glaring at him. "You're fucking kidding me, right? You're lucky I'm even speaking to you. You don't even deserve that."

He lets go of your arm. "We kind of ended on a sour note, but it wasn't my fault."

He couldn't see it, but smoke was fuming from your ears, and you wished your death glare could burn through him and maybe even through Josie. How fucking dare he put all the blame on you? And for what exactly? You might add that you did nothing but be his friend, and he ghosted you like you meant nothing to him.

"So it's my fault?" You assumed he was placing the blame on you. "How is it my fault? Please enlighten me, Jungkook."

He quieted down, cowering his head.

"You showed up holding hands with Josie, then proceeded to not talk to me like a human being and instead wrote me a fucking letter like the coward you are. A letter, for fucks sake. You could've had the common decency to say it to my face."

You walked out of language class, and there they were, hand in hand as you idly watched from behind. And he didn’t even hand you the letter. He had stuffed it in your locker.

Your words took him aback. His recount of how everything went down was different from yours. "I'm sorry," he said. His eyes flicked to yours before looking away.

"Well, it's too fucking late for apologies."

Jungkook called out to you, and you didn't look back, storming away from him. You passed by Lana, telling her you were leaving and that you'd talk to her later.

You ran out the front door, stopping at the sidewalk's edge, remembering that Lana drove. "Fuck," you grumbled, pulling out your phone to grab an Uber.

You were stupid to think Jeon Jungkook wouldn't affect you after all these years. Maybe it's because you haven't dealt with feeling abandoned by him. Maybe you wished you did more for your friendship. Whatever the reason, you knew moving back wasn't a good idea because you’d have to deal with this.

"Hey!" Jungkook called out. You looked over your shoulder and continued walking. He ran in front of you to grab your attention. "Can you talk to me?" he asked, stuffing his hands in the pocket of his hoodie.

"Why don't you fucking write me a letter? Since you're so good at that," you mocked as you shuffled around him. He was a shitty writer who could barely pass Creative Writing without your help.

"That's not fair."

You scoffed, stopping in your tracks to turn back to him. "Run back to your little girlfriend. Don’t you have to get her approval first before talking to me?"

"She's not my girlfriend."

You tut. "Yeah–okay." That was hard to believe, considering she was all over him.

"She's not. We haven't been together for a while now," Jungkook explained.

"You looked pretty cozy earlier."

Jungkook looks at the ground, kicking around an invisible rock. "It's complicated."

"That's great, Jungkook, but I really don't want to hear about your relationship problems. Good luck with Josie and in life. You two deserve each other." You pulled out your phone to see if the Uber was arriving.

Crossing your arms, you walked back toward Jimin's place. You wish you pinned the pick-up location somewhere else, but you'd have to endure his presence longer.

Jungkook followed, giving you some space, stopping when you did. His eyes raked over you. His dimple appeared and disappeared as he licked his lips and chewed on the inside of his cheek.

"When you got your acceptance letter to college, and you decided you were leaving, you didn't bother to ask about what I thought," he said, hands still in his pocket, staring at the ground. Your eyes flickered to him before looking away. He softly chuckled, "I thought to myself, what would I do without my best friend? I had nothing going for me, didn't even know what I wanted to do—still don't know what I want to do. And as much as you make me out to be the bad guy in your story, there are a lot of things you don't know."

You turned away from him as your eyes began to well up. You didn't want to cry before him, rehashing things from so long ago. You let out a shaky breath, trying to contain your emotions.

"Why didn't you say anything?" you asked, using the back of your hand to wipe away the snot threatening to fall.

He shrugged. "I don't know. I would never want to keep you from something that made you happy," he admitted.

You were always open with each other, so you're unsure why this one thing made it seem like he couldn't be honest with you.

"Tell me one thing."

Jungkook hummed.

"Why didn't you tell me about Josie?" It was the one question that lingered since you received his letter.

His lips thinned. "Honestly?" You nodded. "It all happened so quickly. Jimin was throwing a party that night when you told me about going off to college, and I was in my head, overthinking everything. And Josie was there, being sweet and comforting me, and I don't know what came over me. I just kissed her to make myself feel better. Then, the next day at school, she took my hand and told everyone we were together."

"So, let me get this straight? I told you I'm going off to college. You get upset, kiss Josie because you were mad about me leaving, and then end up in a relationship with her?"

"Well, when you put it that way, it sounds ridiculous."

You turned to him, hitting him across the chest several times. He held his hands up to block you. "Because Jeon Jungkook, it is ridiculous! God–you're such—a—" you groaned. "Do you know how much you hurt me? We could've avoided all this if you had just talked to me. Life could've been different for us. You could've come with me, and then we could've been together."

"Together?" He stared at you with his starry brown eyes.

"Yes, you dummy! I liked you, if you couldn't tell. I was going to tell you, but then you and Josie happened, and well, you know how the rest of the story goes."

You closed your eyes and let out a long-awaited breath. It felt like a weight was lifted off your shoulders, getting all this out in the open. You weren't expecting Jungkook to do anything to make you feel better, but at least he could hear what you wanted to say after all these years.

Your uber pulled up and you opened the door, holding onto it as you looked at Jungkook. A glimpse of the boy you once knew still lingered in his eyes. If you could go back and do it all over again, you would've fought harder for him, fought for what the two of you had. It was too precious of a friendship to let go just like that. Unfortunately, life didn't work that way.

There were no forms of time travel or alternate dimensions where the two of you could've lived happily ever after, and there were only the choices you made here and now.

"Bye, Jungkook."

✨ read part two | read part three ✨

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If you’re okay with it, what are your nsfw headcanons for the delinquents? Like as a group (if they do that) and individually?

i'm getting to it!!!! goddamn /lh

ty for the compliments though ahh 😭❤️❤️❤️ i try my best,, hopefully i'll get some more done now that i'm done w the mermaids,

sfw on top ; nsfw beneath!

🚬 the delinquents | mattias, judas, aaron, dominic

· mattias and judas are the ones with the most free time; meaning they're the two who you often hang out with the most. the experience is a bit polarizing because despite them being practically polar opposites, they get along incredibly well; it isn't uncommon for mattias to crack the most stupid jokes ever and for judas to laugh at them. it isn't unusual for them to drag you along to their less-than-legal shenanigans; judas usually keeping you occupied while mattie stuffs his pockets with stuff that he thinks you'd like. they'll laugh it off if you catch them in the act (they already did it, so... may as well enjoy the spoils, right?)

· aaron and dominic do their best to free up time to spend with you, but in the circumstances they can't, they're texting you constantly. they have two different groupchats; one with all five of you, and one specifically for aaron and dom where they'll text you/each other their schedules and what they plan to do when they can spend time with you again. they don't even slightly care if your schedule conflicts with theirs, they will be getting you out of it one way or another.

· they are the definition of 'boys will be boys'. they're all pretty smart on their own (save for mattie), but when they're all together? they share one collective braincell that pings between the four of them. they can and will get distracted by the dumbest things ever, and if one of them gets an idea for something, there's a solid chance the rest of them will follow suit with it. they are not above trying to drag you along with them (especially if you also have next to no braincells to speak of). they will literally get distracted by a cool bug if you send them to do an errand for you.

appearance wise, this is how i imagine them ;

mattias - shortish wavy red hair, pale skin, grey eyes. he has a gap in his two front teeth! his body is lithe and pretty skinny, noodly boy. he has a scar on his stomach. yes, you can kiss it, he will love that.

judas - black hair thats curly on top and shaved on the sides, dark brown skin, light greenish-hazel eyes. he has freckles but they're hard to see if you don't look closely. decently muscular but still a bit on the squishy side <3

aaron - medium length dark brown hair, tired pitch black eyes, tan skin, average build with a bit of muscle on him. he has beauty marks peppering his entire body and one of his teeth are chipped. it's a little bit of an insecurity for him.

dominic - curly black hair, brown eyes, light tan skin — kind of like the inverse of aaron lol? average build but he's closer to the skinnier side. he has a very distinctive birthmark on his face that he always gets a bit flustered over if people make comments about it.

nsfw below the cut, MDNI!

the boys don't really sleep with each other, but they have messed around a few times; especially aaron and dominic, given how long they've known each other (they were each other's first everything!). it's less of them being attracted to each other and more of them being a sort of stress relief for one another if two or more of them are in the mood. best friends help each other out!

mattias is the most likely to initiate something between himself and the other guys, especially if you're involved. he has a bit of an exhibitionism kink, purposefully trying to get it on with you in common areas with the hope that one of his friends will walk in on it and join. he's veeeery touchy, has the tendency to hump/grind against you through his clothes while you're making out because he wants you to feel just how worked up you got him. he likes it almost as much as the actual act of sex, in fact.

judas tends to avoid initiating anything as a whole, but if you come onto him or he's real pent up, he can and will drag you off to any private space he can find for you to share. he's into riskier settings — not in the way mattias is, though, he likes doing it in places you'd get caught in in normal circumstances (such as a park at night, a bathroom in a closed business, an abandoned building, etc etc). has a thing for making you make lots of noises. he loves hearing you say his name.

dominic is a massive voyeur, plain and simple. anything that has to do with watching you, whether that be watching you get railed by one of his friends or a video that one of them took for you, he's all for it. in the event that he walks in on you and one (or more) of his friends having some fun, he's content to watch — unless you ask him to join, of course! he's also very much into receiving. anything involving your hands or mouth on him is enough to drive him nuts.

aaron likes bondage and has a breeding kink, especially when jointed with one another. he loves tying you down and seeing how many times he can get himself to cum in you, muttering about how he's gonna knock you up one way or another (regardless of your gender, lest that makes you dysphoric). he also has a kink for marking of all types, whether that be hickies/bruises or literally marking his/his friend's names on your body. either way, he's taking pictures of you and sharing it to your groupchat later &lt;3

all together, they work pretty well with one another. dominic's content to sit back and watch his friends have their fun with you, mattie and dom are likely the ones actually fucking you, and judas is probably recording the entire thing. the dynamic varies slightly when it's only two or three of them, but for the most part, they have an entire system on how they please you.

#🚬 the delinquents #lovesick | ocs #inbox | anons #inbox | intynidad #yandere x reader #yandere boy #yandere x you #yandere x oc #yandere smut #yandere nsft #yandere lemon #yandere boys #polyam yanderes #yandere #yandere headcanons #yandere nsft headcanons #yandere smut headcanons #im on a fuckin roll today

[7ndipity]

Dating Jin headcanons

Seokjin x Reader

Warnings: swearing, teeny bit suggestive

A/N: More headcanons because they're fun and I can't sleep🤷. Working on these lists is making me so soft for the members all over again, it's crazy. Anyway, hope you like them!

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Requests are open

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Dating Jin is like dating your best friend.

Cause, I mean, you basically are.

He is a hopeless romantic, in every sense of the phrase.

A Classic Gentleman. Opens doors for you, holds your hand on the stairs, shows up for your first date in a suit with bouquet of flowers(even though your just going to the fair or smth)

So awkward when you first start dating, his ears probably stayed red for a solid three weeks.

Does that blushy, flustered laugh thing anytime you complement him. Like yeah, he knows he's Mr.WWH, but hearing it from you just hits different, man.

He admitted before to getting so lost in daydreaming about his future s/o that he's burned food, and I think that would still happen(hopefully to a less severe degree) now that he has you.

Like, you'll be talking about something and look over at him, and he just has that distant look in his eyes. And you're like "Hello?" And he just blurts out something like "We should get a cat." "What?!"

You've heard his dad jokes, now get ready for the cheesiest, cringiest pick-up lines ever.

"I'm not a photographer, but I can picture me & you together." "Please stop." "Are you from Paris? Because Eiffel for you." "That doesn't even make sense!"

His flirt game is actually pretty good tho, he's just so nonchalant about it, that it tends to catch you off guard.

You:*walks in room* Him: "Wow." You:"What?" Him:"I just forgot how gorgeous you were."

Likes taking you on fancy dates, but usually prefers cozier, lowkey dates with you.

Like, one day he'll take you to the nicest restaurant in town, the next, he's dragging your ass to some lake to go fishing.

Cooking dates that start out pretty cute and sweet, but become increasingly unhinged as time goes on(there's a korean youtube channel TryToEat, that I swear is what he would be like)

Calls you things like 'Jagi' and 'Honey', as well as more weird, Jin-esque names like 'Bubble'(he thinks it's cute, just go with it)

Couples outfits that range from matching sweatsuits to those t-shirts that say "if found, please return to Jin" & "I'm Jin".(He claims it's for safety reasons because what if he loses you at the mall or smth?)

Y'all pick on each other constantly.

"You look like a Pokémon." "Big talk for someone built like fucking Dorito."

Like, you've seen him with Jungkook, he's a menace. But now, he's your menace. (Imma pray for you)

But he's the only one allowed to pick on you. Anyone else who tries is in for the cussing out of a lifetime.

House Husband Vibes.

Takes pride in looking after you, whether that's taking care of you when you're sick, or just making dinner on a random Wednesday. It makes him feel needed.

Speaks as if you're already married.

"Think about the kids." "What kids?!" "The cats!" "We don't have cats yet!" "Aha, yet! So we are going have some eventually!"

Has the tendency to finish every conversation by giving you a lil smooch. (Doesn't matter if he was talking to you or someone else, you're getting kisses)

Needy

Literally hangs off of you whenever he's tired or wants attention.

Long, drawn out kisses where he backs you against the wall or counter that can make you forget about anything else other than him.

Likes to lay on you rather than with you. Like, you are his favorite pillow, and he will whine if you don't let him have his pillow time, cause he's a dramatic mf.

"AGH, Y/N-AH LOVES ME NOT! HOW WILL I GO ON?!

The other members don't call him the actual maknae for no reason, he's kinda baby.

You're one of the only people who get to see his more serious sides though, however brief their appearances may be.

Argues with you over the dumbest shit, but avoids actually fighting with you like a plague.

Overall, he's very sweet though and would do anything for you. Idk, he's just so, 💞ugh, yeah Imma go now.

#seokjin drabble #seokjin fluff #seokjin scenarios #seokjin headcanons #jin fluff #jin x reader #jin imagine #jin x y/n #seokjin x reader #seokjin x y/n #bts scenarios #bts headcanons #bts fluff #bts reaction #bts reactions #bts x y/n #bts x reader #jin scenarios #jin headcanons #seokjin #7ndipity

[anticapitalistclown]

talking about farts, can I request how would lookism men react to when their gf farts in front of them for the first time?

LMAAAOOO yes I will absolutely write this (atp I'm gonna be known as the fart blog lol) (do I talk (write) about farting that much?)

pd. as always, I am going to post the most requested characters if there's not specified ones (hope you don't mind)

Jake, Vin Jin and Goo reacting to reader farting in front of them for the first time

Jake

Your boyfriend was helping you paint your living room, while he reached perfectly all the spots (bc he is really tall) you needed to use a ladder, "this color is gonna make the room look so comfy" you were really happy about how the results were showing, Jake smiled proudly at you.

You struggled to reach a corner stretching your arm the fullest making the ladder tremble, your boyfriend's instincts thankfully worked enough to trap the ladder and stabilize it, yet a "puff" escaped, the room was silent, and your face was completely red.

Suddenly Jake's laugh echoed the living room "babe, for the 5 months we've been dating I was waiting for you to be comfortable enough to fart in front of me" he hugged you from behind "but you had to do it when my face was near your butt?" he laughed again, you covered your face "I was nervous-" his laugh was contagious making you laugh with him "you mean that you fart when nervous?" you nodded and left a broken "yes" making you both laugh even more.

Vin Jin

After eating like barbarians you both took a nap, a necessary one. Like kids, Vin turns completely energetic after a nap, annoying the shit out of you who is still processing that you're even awake.

Since you weren't paying attention to him, he just did the best he could do, annoy you, he jumped over you tickling every corner of your body, making you fight desperately "Vin for fuck's sake" he started to laugh like an asshole, "Vin don't press, I'm about to fart" he tickled you even more "then fart, who cares, duh" you started to fight back "it's gonna ruin my image" he laughed at your response "what image?" you couldn't hold anymore at the pressure and a loud fart echoed the bedroom, Vin laughed like a hyena after your fart "my image" you cried, he hugged you "babe, listen to this" and he left the most explosive sounding fart ever making you both laugh until tears formed in your eyes.

Goo

You both were fooling each other cracking dad jokes that were just as horrible as your humor, just perfect for you both, that's when he got the dumbest idea "babe, twist my finger" you looked at him in awe, "are you serious?" a little devilish laugh escaped "yes" you twisted his finger and he dropped a nosy fart, you stood with a poker face, leaving the room silent "babe" you asked him "twist my finger" his awkward face turned into a happy one, he twisted your finger, and you dropped a fart for him, making you both laugh "gosh I love you, I knew you were made for me" "I just can't believe that this had to be the first fart you hear from me" "I would never forget it"

#this is so silly omg I loved writing it #lookism #jake kim #kim gimyung #vin jin #jin hobin #kim goo #kim joon goo #kim joongoo #lookism x reader

[somethingsomethingwords]

Good whatever-time-of-the-day-is-over-there. Here's a new thing. I played a little with their characterisation in this one. Stay safe out there. Enjoy 💜

Lance is bothered. And what's worse, Fernando is bothered that Lance is bothered. Not that caring about someone is wrong or strange and, while personally it isn't his MO, neither is caring about your teammates.

No, Fernando cares because of reasons that are still not clear. And that's what is driving him mad. And also the frown on Lance's face, but he'll face one problem at a time.

First point on the list, why does he care about this kid.

It had been easy signing the contract, even when Lawrence had heavily hinted at his mentor's duties.

He obviously had heard about Lawrence's son, about his achievements in the minor categories, and his average results in Formula 1.

And he couldn't escape the rumours about his rich spoiled kid behaviour, his lack of a strong personality or his evident disinterest in the sport.

Hell, he had even met the guy in the paddock before arriving at Aston Martin.

And then he met Lance, with his goofy smile, his sweet personality, his seriousness about the job, the fire that burnt when getting inside the car and the evident hard created persona for the media that completely melted when in private, the spark of a prankster spirit with Mick and Esteban.

(Ugh, he already couldn't stand the Frenchman when they were teammates, and now it was even worse when he saw how close the two young men were.)

The point is, when he started he didn't think highly of baby Stroll, and now here he is, knocking on the door of Lance's hotel room, because there is something wrong with the Canadian, and that meant Fernando cares because. Just. Because.

So, here he is, ready to find out what's going on.

He hears some muffled words behind the door, and then it's opened by Lance, his hair really messy and his shorts really short.

He is slowly losing his mind, when the younger one starts talking.

"Hey, Fernando. Do you come here often?" he says, languid and with those big doe eyes of his.

Fernando is completely baffled. They don't flirt, that's not how they are. He is usually the one that lightly teases Lance, just to see him blushing, and jokes around, just to see his smile and make sure that he is happy, but nothing more than that. He doesn't understand this sudden change.

Lance must see his confusion on his face, because he chuckles and shakes his head.

"Sorry, just the painkillers, they are kicking my ass. Also I'm tired as fuck and I'm really thirsty" he says, with an adorable snort.

Lance isn't exactly shy, but he has always seemed to like keeping to himself, and to contribute to a conversation rather than starting it. All this openness and honesty are very surprising, and somehow even a little bit worrying.

"Don't worry. You ok?"

And Fernando is winning dumbest person ever, because the answer is staring right at him, eyes glassy and unnaturally red cheeks, the aura of sweat and sick all over Lance. But the younger doesn't stop smiling.

"Yeah, it's all good, just high temperature and sore wrists"

And that's what Fernando had first noticed. Lance had been particularly careful with his wrists all day, never actually wrapping them in bandages, but massaging and rubbing them continuously, discomfort clear on his face.

ok, now you know, now you can leave he thinks, but something won't make him move. He had always been attentive, after all.

"You have a fever?" he asks, starting to worry.

Lance shrugs, but everything about him is screaming tired and sick.

"It's nothing serious, really" as he says this, Lance has to grip the door because of the sudden dizziness.

Fernando, now seriously worrying, just stares at him, until the other sighs.

"Ok, it may be a little bit serious, but everything is fine. I just need some sleep. Goodnight" and goes to close the door, but Fernando is faster. He puts his foot in between the door and its frame.

"Let me help you" he simply says.

He finds himself being looked through as if he was inconsistent by Lance's unfocused eyes. And then they refocus, and they are starting deep into his soul.

"Why?" Lance says simply, and Fernando feels like this is a test. Lance won't let him in if he fails, and Fernando has no intention of failing.

"Can see you're not well. Want to help. Because... I care" the admission tears something in him, something that has been hardened after all the years on track. Something that starts feeling warm and light and bright when Lance smiles softly and lets him in.

He enters and then closes the door, leaving behind the last vestiges of embarrassment and doubt. He has a job, a mission, and he won't make mistakes nor disappoint.

Looking around, the only sign of life is the crumpled blanket on the couch.

"You were sleeping on that?" ask Fernando, looking at the small sofa and his tall teammate.

"It was closer to the door" answers the other, shrugging again.

"Must have been uncomfortable" because even if it was of the right size, which it wasn't, it still looks stiff and leather cold.

"What's a little more pain when your whole body tingles and your wrists feel on fire?"

It's the simplicity with which Lance speaks, as if nothing bothers him, as if pain is inevitable and he shouldn't complain. That doesn't sit right with Fernando. Lance deserves the world's softest blankets, its warmest beds and its coziest socks. Fernando could give him everything. Fernando wants to give him everything. That's terrifying. But admitting it is also freeing, somehow.

soul shattering revelations later, nurse duty now he thinks, not without fondness.

Fernando follows Lance to his bed, and when the taller man just falls into the bed, not bothering with his clothes or the sheets, Nando realises he's going to have to work hard. He's always loved a good challenge.

Fernando reaches for the other's luggage, easily finding his pajama and fresh underwear. Then he returns to the side of the bed.

"Now, get up. Take a shower, dry, new clothes and bed. Can you do it?"

He infuses a bit of a challenge at the end, just to rile the man up.

What he doesn't expect is Lance's laugh at his words.

"Dude, I can't feel my legs. I'm not gonna reach the bathroom on them. I think I'll just skip everything and just go to bed" he says, burrowing further into the covers, which still aren't actually covering him.

"Ok, I'll help you" he says, as if it's something they do normally.

Fernando basically drags Lance to the bathroom, sitting him on the closed lid of the toilet. When he looks at Lance's face, he worries. It is redder than before, and his eyes are strangely focused on his arm for no apparent reason.

"Lance, everything ok?" he is starting to feel like a mother hen, but Lance's behaviour is really messing him up. And his answer really doesn't help.

"So strong" says Lance, completely spaced out and lightly stroking his bicep.

The caress is absolutely doing nothing to him, no sir.

Fernando gently takes Lance's hand, and waits until his eyes are focused on him.

"It's ok. Just a quick shower and then to bed, no?"

Lance nods, but Fernando can tell he's not completely there. So he quickly removes his clothes, leaving the underwear, and after turning on the water at a lukewarm temperature, he guides him into the bath.

It's not even ten seconds later that Lance starts shaking. Fernando is immediately grabbing his hand.

"What's going on, Lance? What's wrong?"

"The water... Is hot... It hurts" he is shivering and biting his bottom lip so hard Fernando can already see blood.

"Lance I need you to listen to me. The water is not hot. Your body is not feeling it right. Let me wash you and then it's the bed" he says, feeling like he is kicking a puppy, but he knows the lukewarm bath will help Lance in the long run. So he washes him as fast as he can, and then turns off the water. He starts wrapping the younger man in the preheated towel, gentle and careful.

He can see the other is losing himself faster than he'd like. So, when Lance seems dry enough, he wastes no time taking off his boxers and putting on a new pair, without peeking, he swears.

All dressed up, he carries him to the bed, where the other can finally sleep under the covers. He's just about to go get Lance some water, when the other starts.

"Thank you,,, for being here,,, but don't leave,,, it hurts" he says with his eyes closed and a pained frown, his breath moving his chest with a staccato rhythm.

Fernando kneels on the floor, so he is face to face with Lance, and starts stroking his hair.

"Am not leaving. Just going to get some water, then we sleep. I know it hurts, but it's going to be ok. Trust me" and the last sentence came out more like a question, and he worries for a second. Then he sees the other relax before opening his eyes and looking him in the eyes, whispering "Always" and closing them.

Fernando feels a weight lifting from his chest, but also a growing responsibility. For the first time in a while, he isn't scared of committing to whatever this is.

He shakes his head, a soft smile gracing his face, before standing up and retrieving two bottles of water from the mini fridge in the kitchenette.

He deposits them, one on each of the nightstands, and lies on the free side of the bed.

He tries to keep a modicum of distance, but Lance is having none of it. He simply turns towards him, and hugs him, reminding Nando of an overgrown squid.

He is out like a light in five seconds flat.

cute, he thinks, and for the first time in what seems like months of their dance, Fernando allows himself to properly drink Lance's sight, his long eyelashes and his strong nose and his pink mouth, slightly open in his sleep. He allows himself to think about how he likes being with the other man, how he likes to make him laugh, how he can't stand seeing him upset.

He allows himself to simply be, to simply feel whatever he feels for Lance. And it feels good.

#lance stroll #fernando alonso #strollonso #grumpy cat boy x besotted old man #but not quite #more like flirty boi x in denial old man #caring through silent actions may be one of my favourite tropes #just something short and sweet

[flwrshee]

✉️ SUNGHOON AS YOUR BF

duo ﹒ sunghoon x fmr genre fluff wc 05k warnings slightly suggestive

sunghoon was shy before you started dating but now he is a bold boy

teasing you all the time

the biggest flirt you know and he's shameless about it

wink at you everywhere, anywhere

cannot not go a day without doing it

gets jealous very easily !

a man looks your way, sunghoon already has plans of beating him to death

puts his protective arm around your waist and calls you by the cheesiest nickname ever

they all have to know your his

mentions your to everyone he knows

loves talking about you to others

calls you 'babe' or just your name

"babe, can you massage my hair for me?"

"babe, look at your boyfriend not the phone"

"babe, you are the most gorgeous person i have ever seen"

such a flirt omg i cannot

says the worst pick up lines ever even when you are dating

with some extra winks and lip bites

but all he wants to see is your flustered face

your face goes all red and you playfully hit him for teasing you sm

he loves physical touch on the inside so much but he won't admit it because poor baby is shy

doesn't do more than hold your hands in public though

however at home he is like a puppy

he will follow you everywhere

pouts when he wants your kisses

opens his arms out wide when he wants your hugs

talks in third person when he sulks

has his head on your shoulder when you don't respond to him

sunghoon big baby alert

literally a loser at heart

loves to peck your lips, he prefers short sweet ones rather than long kisses

gives you neck kisses as well because he loves kissing you there

his favourite spot fr

back hugs and koala hugs are his :D

when he misses you he would run up to you and engulf you in the largest warmest hug

and when he is feeling sad he'd come behind you and wrap his hands around your waist, mumbling all his worries to you

he feels the safest around you

you make him feel like he is the best

secretly wants to make out with you

he's just really shy when it comes to asking you for kisses

but once he does he will NOT stop

just prepare your self with kiss attacks and make out sessions

kisses you from your forehead all the way until your jaw

he savours each one like it's his last

makes the butterflies in your stomach become cats

lets just say sunghoon loves to kiss your pretty little lips

texts you like a silly little boy

definitely spams you for the dumbest reason

just to make you check your phone and talk to him

texts you even if you guys are in the same room

loves when all your attention is on him

your so hot i want to kiss you, your boyfriend doesn't need to know *wink emoji*

sends you the funny reaction photos to all your compliments you tell him

and funny couple videos with 'us' under them

wants to recreate every tiktok challenge he sees with you

you both are that insta couple, visuals are blinding the screens

takes you on the goofiest most playful dates that you would have never in a million years thought of

wearing i hate my bf/gf shirts as a joke, going on all the baby rides at an amusement park and eating the mcdonald's kids meal when you both are hungry

but you think he is the cutest bf ever

anything he does makes you smile so you don't care

© flwrshee

#⠀⠀ ౨ৎ flwrshee works⠀⠀ #enhypen #enhypen sunghoon #enhypen park sunghoon #park sunghoon #sunghoon #enhypen fluff #enhypen imagines #enhypen headcanons #enhypen ff #enhypen fanfiction #enhypen fic #enhypen au #enhypen scenarios #enhypen soft hours #sunghoon fic #sunghoon fluff #sunghoon fanfic #sunghoon ff #sunghoon imagines #sunghoon scenarios #sunghoon au #sunghoon headcanons #sunghoon soft hours #sunghoon x reader #sunghoon x y/n #enhypen x reader #enhypen x female reader #enhypen x yn #sunghoon x female reader

[moonriizee]

If they Knew- Song Eunseok

Enemy!Eunseok × inexperienced!fem!reader

Eunseok and you are rivals, hate each other's guts, but when the project you were supposed to do ends up making you two fight- things turn...steamy.

Warnings - Degradation, Eunseok's honestly mean asf (a red flag even 💀), oral ! (fem and male receiving), Fingering, use of nickname "princess", cursing. MDNI

A/N : @wontonstaro here it is 🦭🦭

Please no, please no, there were only 3 people left now, please let your professor pair you with the person whose name was called seconds now, or even let Eunseok be with that guy- you wouldn't mind being paired with the dumbest boy in your class, anyone, as long as it wasn't Eunseok.

And God must love you so much, he must really do, because at last, you were paired with the "love" of your life: Eunseok.

You saw him look at you with a disgusted face and you didn't let it go so easily, eyeing him meanly as well. The class finally ended and you decided to go upto his desk to, well, discuss the project but just as you began approaching him, he started leaving his seat. You could've swore he saw you coming to him but he chose to walk away anyways.

"This bitch," you thought to yourself before having to chase after him into the hallways. "Hey, Eunseok," you called out, he looked back, ignoring your presence and not stopping. "Oh for fucks sake," you gave up then, thinking he'll come by eventually.

-

You were stressed by now, there was only 2 weeks left, and Eunseok still kept ignoring you, the dude even blocked you on his socials, so you couldn't contact him. You had so much to complete, you couldn't let all of it pile up, no way in hell- and no way in earth would the project get finished this quickly.

The bell finally rang, ending the class, you peeked over to his desk, one of his friends talking to him. You finally had enough, and decided to go over to him and even yell at him if necessary.

"Eunseok, listen here, today, we are discussing the damn project, and you're not running away, is that understood?" You spoke cockily, not wanting him to take you as a joke- even if he already did.

"Alright? Whose place?" He smirked leaning back in his desk, ever-calm. You scoffed, angered at his extremely chill behaviour.

-

"Okay, so why are you rushing this-god-there's still so much time left?" He said, taking a seat on the chair of your dining table. "So much time? We barely have 2 weeks? And I have other shit to be done as well okay?" You justified.

"Okay, okay, don't get so angry now, let's just do this alright?" Famous words, really famous. For just 15 minutes after this, you somehow managed to make him angry-you managed to make a literally stone mad. You have no idea but that wasn't a problem right now.

"You know, this! This is why I don't like you! You always try to show that you're better than everyone else!" He ran his hand through his hair. "And so what? You think I like you? You think anyone likes you? Do you honestly think that ignoring people and their opinions so rudely can get you friends?" You scoffed.

"Really? You're the one saying that? Have you looked at yourself? You're literally a lonely loser, haven't you realised? You're always alone, yet you act so freaking cocky, thinking you own the world or some shit," he got up, walking over to the couch. You paused, before retaliating, thinking of what he just said.

Why does he care if you're lonely? When do you ever act cocky? What world does he even live in?

"Okay, I'm so confused, what do you mean I act cocky? And why should you care if I don't have friends?" You raised a brow following him to your own couch.

"Oh my god, do I have to spell it out for your dumb ass?" He turned around in anger, grabbing your shoulders- yet not roughly. "The way you always have that smug look when only you know the answer to the question and raised your hand, or the way you purposely bring in another person's opinion in your own only to refute against it, you're honestly annoying."

You felt hurt, was it wrong to feel a little pride when you knew the answer? Was it bad to want to talk about others opinions- you only followed what your teacher asked, why was that wrong?

"Do you really think that?" You almost felt as if your heart could drop any moment, being liked by your teachers, relatives and peers was all you wanted- the only reason you ever acted confident was because you wanted to seem smart so people would like you- but you now realised that wasn't true at all.

"Yea I do fucking think that, what crying now are we? Ever think about what others feel when you make them seem dumb?" Eunseok's face came closer to yours, his attitude snapping you back into anger. But it also made you remember the one time, you said something along the lines of, "But sir, isn't that not exactly right? I mean of course from one interpretation it could be but..." You hadn't realised the way you completely ignored the way how passionate Eunseok had been while he presented his opinion, even if it was flawed. Maybe you were an ass- but that didn't give him the right to treat you like he did.

That certainly didn't give him the right to look so hot just as he was centimetres away from you. It did not give him the privilege of trapping you between his body and the couch's armrest, it did not give him the right to look at you with those eyes that screamed just one thing.

"Well if you honestly think that..." You took a pause, taking a second to analyse the satisfied look on his face as he thought he was going to get an apology. "....Then shut up." You saw the way his face contorted into a scoff, his mouth mumbling an "unbelievable".

But, he looked back at you, with a smirk, "Oh yeah, then make me." His hands came down to the curve of your waist, leaving your shoulders, and his eyes travelled to the red of your lips.

Brazenly, you decided to bring your hand to the skin of his cheek, grazing his face with your fingers. "You can't talk if you're dead, darling."

He smiled pulling you closer- as if that was even possible. You could feel a bulge pressing against you, your body covered in goosebumps. "Dead after you take my breath away from this?" Before you could ask what "this" was, or what he meant, his lips were on yours, your eyes wide open due to the momentary shock, still, you decided, to melt into the kiss, bringing your palms to his neck and letting him pick you up and sit on the couch.

Your legs straddled him, his hands working his way up your shirt- getting rid of the bra within seconds as he unbuttoned the red flannel. He didn't break the kiss- not even for a second, you however, pulled yourself off of him, tugging at his hoodie.

"See, even now," he pulled his sweatshirt over him tossing it to the side, "You broke the kiss, you wanna be the first in everything right?" He pulled you towards him, kissing you again, but roughly this time, biting your lower lip. He removed his lips from yours and bent towards your jaw, leaving a trail of kisses as he sucked on the skin of your neck-making you exhale a moan.

And you could swear you felt him smirk against you as moved down to your collarbones, definitely leaving some marks- oh god did he know what he was doing. Even if you didn't.

Experimentally, you decided to grind against him, his bulge specifically- to which he couldn't help but groan. "See, there you go, trying to prove you can do it better," he suddenly laid you down, hovering over you. "You're wrong though, just wait darling, you're gonna be screaming in no time." Just the first contact of his tongue against your perked nipple had you weak, the pleasure travelling right down to your heat-that was probably wet as fuck by now.

He took care to make sure his one hand was kneading the other breast that wasn't being devoured by his lips. By now, you were definitely moaning, a weak "E-Eunseok," leaving your mouth as he sucked on your areola.

"Ah so that's how you are huh? You act all tough, but really, you're just a baby who wants to be loved, is that right?" He cooed, faking a pout before kissing you again.

It's very safe to say, that your project was ignored for the rest of the night.

-

You were able to finish your work, by the grace of god. But your sessions weren't complete without his hand resting on your upper thighs as you shared your opinions, or his fingers bringing yours to the waistband of his sweatpants.

Eventually, after the whole project you made it a regular thing, whenever you or he felt stressed you'd makeout and do a little something more but never further than that, until one night...

"It really makes sense why you always wear those fucking oversized hoodies, always hiding these right? Why do you save all of this for me? Do you care about me that much? Aww," he cooed you, flicking your nipple as he kissed your collarbone. "Just shut up and put that mouth to a good use yea?" You let his hands hold onto your breast to let him suck onto it- indeed putting his mouth into use. But, just a second later, he pulled away.

"Wait, let's do something else tonight, I'm tired of just sucking on to these or you giving me a hand job." He laid you onto his bed, your head snuggling into the pillows that carried his scent-you could be entranced but you rose up, supporting yourself on your elbows.

Just as Eunseok, was reaching to the drawer on his bedside, you stopped him, saying, "Eunseok- just- just wait- I..." You paused, unaware how to really say this. "I haven't really done this..." a meek voice left your throat, insecurity pooling in you.

Something flipped in him, and he could swear his dick grew harder, this is was one of his kinks, after all. "I couldn't hear you speak louder." He said, even if he heard you loud and clear.

"I haven't done-" "Look at me when you talk to me," he brought his face towards yours, dominance flowing in him. "I haven't done this before." You finally said looking into his eyes.

"That wasn't so hard now, was it?" He smirked. "And I thought you knew everything, guess you aren't so smart now, huh?" Oh you would do everything to wipe that look of his face but the way swiftly got rid of your pants and your underwear at the same time had you unresponsive.

"Ah, gosh, look at that needy pussy, already so wet huh?" He spread your legs, looking at it. "Stop looking," you got shy and tried closing them but of course, he pushed them apart again. "Pretty things deserve to be looked at," that was the first and perhaps the only nice thing he ever said to you, he bent down plancing soft kisses against your inner thigh, inching towards your core.

This was the only time he was slow with it, making sure not to hurt you as he tenderly licked your clit and softly sucked on it, letting you moan his name. He then got his fingers near, saying, "Just hold onto my other hand okay, it might hurt you a little." He thrusted his slender finger so softly, as you grabbed onto his hand.

"Don't clench, it's okay, I know it hurts, but you don't have to be uncomfortable, it's alright,"

He then added a second finger, but when you moaned his name, his sweetness vanished. "Yeah, right, you're just a slut," his movements turned quicker, inching you closer and closer, he brought his mouth closer too, sucking to bring you even closer to your orgasm.

-

"You think I like Eunseok?" You laughed, playfully hitting Sungchan's shoulder. "I would like anyone but him, I can't believe you'd ever think that!"

"No, I mean the way you look at him," Sungchan wiggled his eyebrows. "You think that look of hate is the look of love? Oh Sungchan you're-you're seriously clueless." You laughed again. "Then what's the look of love, the way you look at me?" "Allow me a second to hide my blush," you smiled at him, before the two of you started snickering together.

Eunseok rolled his eyes as he watched you laughing and talking with him, but more so at the fact that you made it seem you wouldn't ever let him have you- as if you weren't the same girl who was begging him to fuck you as he edged you with just his fingers.

"Why are you crying like that? Sluts like you only get this much, why don't you ask Sungchan to fuck you huh?" He asked, as you sat on his lap, legs spread as you sat naked, your back pressed against his chest. "Ge kissed your tear stained cheeks from behind you, before biting on your neck.

"I guess I should leave some marks even higher so you can't hide them right? Let them know you let people ruin you? Right? Isn't that what you want?" He rubbed your clit faster, only to remove his fingers just as you were starting the heat to build up.

"That's it get on your knees," you followed his command getting on the floor. He removed his jeans and boxers, letting his dick hit his stomach because of how hard and long it was.

"Suck."

You weren't sure what you had to do, so you began by kissing the tip, slowly licking the rest of it, you were definitely overwhelmed by the size- you knew you would choke even before you could take half of it bit despite that, you opened your mouth, making sure to be careful of your teeth. Slowly moving your mouth up and down his length. You already felt tired but of course didn't want to show it.

"Oh for fucks sake, is that all you can do?" He sighed, grabbing your hair into a makeshift ponytail as he began fucking into your mouth, not caring for the way your tears ran down face.

"You really talk so much all the time, always running that mouth of yours, but can't put it to any good use huh? I thought if you talked so much, you could at least do something, guess not." He said before grabbing his phone.

"Look at you, stuffed with a dick in your mouth, that you can't even properly suck, your face is completely ruined with those crocodile tears, I know you can take it so stop crying bitch," he took a pause, cruelly laughing at you.

"People would be so shocked if they see you like this, the girl who's always so fucking cocky, stuffed with cock." He laughed as he snapped a picture and took a hold of a bunch of your hair and bullied his dick into your mouth.

#riize #kpop #riize eunseok #eunseok #eunseok smut #riize smut #song eunseok #kpop smut

[romeulusroy]

Succession Preference: Baby Being A Happy Drunk

Requested: 3rd preference: how each sibling would react if their baby sibling (reader) was a happy, giggely, affectionate drunk - anon

A/N: This is so cute!!! I tell everyone I love them when I'm drunk lol. Baby Roy being a happy, giggly, affectionate drunk is definitely something the Roys need in their life, like desperately lol!!! Thank you for requesting my love!!! Feedback is always appreciated!!! 💜💜💜

Connor loves to see you so happy. He can't remember the last time he say you smile so much, laughing til you can't breathe. He doesn't love that it's because of a little liquid courage, but that's never hurt anyone, right? You give him lots of hugs and compliments, you thank him for taking care of you, for being like a farther to you. He assures you you were a pleasure to raise, that he loves you more than life itself, while also holding you up so you don't fall over. He knows when you've had too much and it's time to go home when you start to tell strangers they're your best friends, that you love them, etc. When he brings you home and tucks you into bed, you're giggling so much you make him laugh. Your affectionate side shines through when you're not afraid of what anyone will think or do. He wishes you could show this part of yourself freely, without booze. That you let your giggly, positive, affectionate side win sometimes, that you didn't think you had to play some character just to be liked or respected.

Kendall thinks it's hilarious. When he drinks, he can go one of three ways: he can be sad, existential drunk, a confrontational, argumentative drunk, or a silly, happy drunk. When he's around you, he gets happy too. You guys go back and forth with the dumbest knock knock jokes ever said. You tell one another how important and smart and kind they are. You tell him that he was always a good big brother and he reminds you that you are a joy of a baby sibling. You're annoying and overwhelming to be around, but you don't care, you're in your own world just the two of you. You're both terribly giggly, laughing at nothing until tears run down your cheeks. You don't always remember it, but you know and you Ken shared a lot of joy, a lot of happiness, that you're not normally allowed to do. Anyone trying to wrangle you home or trying to get you to be serious knows it's a losing battle. There's no way to stop the fits of giggles.

Shiv is thoroughly entertained. She learned you were like this first when you were a teenager. The first time you drank, really drank, was at some party your father was hosting. He demanded that Shiv take you upstairs and away from everyone when he realized just how drunk you were. You're all smiles, giggling as your sister tries to lead you up the stairs towards your bedroom. what is wrong with you? She asks, though she can't help but smile. She's never seen you so giggly. She gets you to the bed, expecting you to fall back, but instead you fall into her, hugging her with all your drunken strength. She stands there, stunned, for a moment, before rubbing your back. You tell her you love her so much, that you wouldn't be who you are and where you are without her, your big sister. She nods, knowing when you wake up and remember all this you'll get embarrassed. You weren't one to show your affections sober. This would make the heat rush to your face when you realized. You only went to bed when she told you she loved you, too and listed off reasons why like you had with her. Since then, she's always felt a need to protect this tipsy version of you. You're vulnerable in a hard, spiky, ruthless world.

Roman can't stand it. The affection makes him uncomfortable. He doesn't want a million hugs, he doesn't want to be told I love you over and over, he doesn't want to be reminded of all the affections he wasn't given growing up. When it is just him and you, and you're giggly and happy and silly, he becomes very deflective, very defensive. You're a dumbass you know that? You look ridiculous. No one wants to be around you when you drink. Thank God you have me, Saint Roman, to sober you up. No I don't wanna hear your joke. You should have stopped drinking three glasses ago. See Kendall? Why don't you go bother him. No, no it's not a good idea to hug Dad. He loves you, in his own way. You're his baby sibling, after all, but this is too much. He doesn't mean it in a mean way, but he definitely avoids you when you drink when he can. Let the others take care of you. He'll wait til you're sober and more reserved and less silly to be with you, in your life.

#requested #prefrence #headcanon #connor roy #connor roy imagine #connor roy headcanon #connor roy x reader #kendall roy #kendall roy imagine #kendall roy headcanon #kendall roy x reader #shiv roy #shiv roy headcanon #shiv roy imagine #shiv roy x reader #roman roy #roman roy imagine #roman roy headcanon #roman roy x reader #succession #succession imagine #succession headcanon #succession x reader

[ponyosmom35]

going home

Simon ghost Riley x reader

Liability chapter fourteen!

summary: reader bids her friends goodbye as she readies herself to go home and deal with the aftermath of her sisters death. Having to say goodbye to Simon proved much harder than she ever imagined.

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Simon walks into the base and hands his weapon to one of the soliders who took care of it. He pauses as he spots a familiar redhead speaking to a group of medics. He wasn’t expecting to see her again, he figured that she woud’ve left by now. Part of him was thankful that he was given another chance to say goodbye, another part wished she’d gone. Each time they spoke it was harder to push her into the back of his mind. He lingers in the area for a few minutes before her eyes find him. She hugs the medics and moves over to him holding her suitcase and bag in her hands. 

“didn't expect to see you here, thought you were leaving” he comments 

“got delayed” she says softly 

He noitces the sadness in your eyes, and the pain that's eating away at her “how have you been holding up?”

“I'm doing my best to keep my shit together” she admits sadly ”if one more person tries to talk to me about her I think I might scream, anyways how was the mission, seemed like you were in and out”

“it was just a routine operation. Not too much action or anything special” he says taking her bags and setting them on the ground. 

“I'm glad that I caught you guys before leaving” she smiles

“thought you already said your goodbyes?”

“one more can't hurt right?”

“alright, then, get to it” he jokes

“I am gonna miss you Simon, who else is gonna tell me the dumbest fucking jokes all day?” she asks, causing him to laugh.

“and you're gonna miss my brilliant sense of humor” he says this in a sarcastic, yet playful tone. “you just love to hear me talk, don't ya?”

“I like your accent” she admits,  mocking his voice

“oh, really? well you wouldn't be the first to find it charming and irresistible” he brags

She laughs loudly, playing it off as a joke, though she knew it was true. “yet another thing I'm gonna miss, your massive ego”

“a massive ego?” he questions, not even bothering to deny it “I mean, it's the truth, innit?”

“hand to god it is the truth” she admits 

“You might be the only person who can make me laugh at myself”

“someone needs to knock you down a peg” she says hitting his arm 

He leans back against the wall and crosses his arms, while maintaining a playful tone of voice, “ah yes, that's right, you used to be a real brat back then, didn't ya? thought you knew everything, and could teach me a few things” he teases

“I'm a fountain of knowledge” she shrugs 

“a fountain of pride, more like it” he teases, watching as you laugh “and a fountain of attitude”

“You’ve got a lot of nerve, all that from the most arrogant and stubborn man I’ve ever met”

“just 'cause I'm the best at what I do, doesn't mean I'm arrogant or stubborn, does it?”

“I hate to break it to you but, you might just be the most-” she is cut off by Soap sprinting over to them. He hops over her luggage and wraps his arms around her, lifting her off the ground and spinning her around. Simon looks over to Soap and shakes his head, noticing his playful antics with her while slightly rolling my eyes, and grinning playfully to himself. 

“precious cargo suds!” she yells as she hits his back, trying to get him to set her down. Giggling at him. 

He continues to spin her, then sets her down on her feet. “ankle biter I thought you were leaving!”

“I'm leaving in ten, got delayed”

“Well that means we got time...for a game of hide and seek” He puts his hands over his face and starts counting.

“shut the fuck up, normally I wouldn't turn down an opportunity to hide from you but I'm gonna have to raincheck this time” she smiles sadly.

Soap drops his hands a sighs, placing a hand on her shoulder  “what am I gonna do here without you lass? who's gonna debate with me all day?”

“you'll just have to call me when you feel like getting verbally assaulted” she says making them laugh  “what I'm concerned about is nobody making sure you don't eat more than 12 tacos on taco Tuesday”

“12 is light work”

“you have to save some for everyone else!” she repremands, He starts rubbing the back of his head sheepishly and mumbles

“Yeah alright. I'll save some” He pauses for a moment and looks at her. his face is filled with worry. he then speaks in a more serious tone. “are you gonna be okay? should I be worried?”

“everyone keeps telling me I'll be okay eventually, I'm not sure right now. I think being with my parents is what's best right now”

“Yeah...Yeah. You'll be okay” He steps forward, and pulls her into into a hug. He holds her tight for a few seconds, and then let's go. The smile comes back to his face. “You're strong lass. One of the strongest out there. Trust me”

“thank you Johnny, I'm really gonna miss you”

“Take care of yourself alright? you know my number, you have any trouble or need anything at all, get in touch with me.”

“don't worry whenever I feel like fighting, you'll be getting a phone call”

“perfect”

“I've already got a list of stuff we're gonna discuss”

“A full list?!” he asks in shock

“ten topics and counting”

“God help me”

She leans up and kisses his cheek gently “ bye Johnny”

“Bye lass”

She spots Kyle walking through the base, he takes off his vest and she runs over to him. She wraps her arms around his shoulders. He holds her tightly and rubs her back. “Glad to see you haven’t left yet”

“Just saying my goodbyes” she admits as she pulls back

“I’m gonna miss you red”

“What are you guys gonna do without me?” she jokes

“Cry probably” 

“Me too” she laughs 

“When do you think you’ll be comin back?”

“I’m not sure” she responds 

“Take your time love, allow yourself to feel it”

“I’ll do my best” she nods 

“You’ve got my number yeah?”

“Yeah”

“I expect at least one call a week”

“How about two?” she smiles, he holds his heart

“How did I get so lucky?”

“Nobody knows” she smirks 

“Take it easy alright? Know that you’ve got people here who love you, anything you need you let us know”

“Thank you Kyle” she smiles as she hugs him once more 

“Miss you already kid” he murmurs 

“Save your tears for another day” she says pulling away as she sees Simon and Price waiting near her car. She walks up to them and Price sets his hand on her shoulder.

“Thank you for all of your work here, you’re presence here will be missed”

“Thank you sir”

“Take all of the time you need, and when you’re ready, you give me a call alright?” 

“I will”

“Don’t hesitate to reach out” he says before wrapping her in a quick hug. “I’ll leave you to it Simon”

She moves closer to him with tears in her eyes. He steps forward to meet her halfway, and embraces her tightly for a long, strong hug, letting her lean her head on his shoulder, as he comforts jer and rubs her back reassuringly, all while trying hard to hold back his own tears, and his voice shaking from all of the suppressed emotion, barely able to get out a few words.

 “It's alright…” he whispers in her ear “you remember what I said?”

“I remember”

“Good…” he pulls away and gently cups both sides of her face, making sure to look deeply into her eyes, noticing how red and swollen they are from all of the crying, and wiping away her tears with his thumbs. 

“don't be a stranger ghost” she whispers “make sure you don't forget about simon, he deserves a life too”

Simon nods, and opens the vehicle door for her. He looks at her once more before shutting it. He throws her luggage in the back and hits the tuck twice. He watches as they drive away. He does not move from his spot until the vehicle disappears from his view. There she goes, the only woman he’s ever loved. 

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[nonobadcat]

I keep on seeing afo going for kids and breeding his darling but what is he like after and how much longer till he wants another one

Daddy AFO? Oooooooohhhh..... I have so many thots thoughts on this.

Head cannon Word count: About 3k

CW: Breeding, Yandere, some Sub AFO x Dom Reader, gender neutral but mentions of quirk which allows pregnancy regardless of biological status

Warning: BNHA Manga Spoilers

To start my analysis, let me say that I strongly view AFO as a yandere. My basis for this Chapter 193 and Chapter 310 which can be summed up by two events and one word:

Vault.

I mean, short of Toga, All For One strikes me as the most cannon (platonic?) yandere that the series has produced. Therefore, using his relationship with Yoichi as the basis for how he treats family, by the power of the Yandere MTBI, I'd classify him as such:

Reverent - Based on the dialogue between the brothers in the vestiges world, AFO really seems to care that Yoichi come to the dark side. Yes, he belittles his brother's love of heroes and world view, but the tone he takes sounds like he's staging an intervention rather than just being a dick about it. I just get the feeling that, as twisted as it may be, his behaviors stem from genuine affection towards a beloved brother who could be his equal rather than a pet. When it comes to family, AFO is a lover, however sick and twisted that love may be.

Delusional - "I've always wanted to be a demon lord since I read it in a comic book" is the most chuunibyou thing ever said by a grown man. It's possible he's joking but I love this one played straight. AFO truly believes that blood will conquer all... it's just a matter of getting these silly heroic impulses out of his brother's head.

Manipulative - "I gave you a quirk brother dear. Why you no like me?!" (｀∀´)Ψ

Strict with the power to be lenient - Considering Yoichi was literally running around the streets screaming "DON'T TRUST HIM! MY BROTHER IS EVIL!" as AFO trololololed his way across Japan, AFO clearly shows leniency towards family. That said, after a while, Yoichi got locked away because he wasn't doing what AFO wanted. A true lenient yandere wouldn't have gone that far and it makes me believe all of AFOs leniency was part of his manipulations.

So... what does that mean for you and your family, dear reader? I think it depends on one thing: Did you find out who All For One was or did he successfully keep it secret?

Scenario 1: Married to the angel

Be it by hook, crook or by you being the dumbest darling on earth, AFO successfully kept his evil tendencies concealed from you and he intends to keep it that way. Think of this as the "Dad For One" life.

AFO is that husband.

225cm (7'4" for you 'muricans) of gorgeous silver-blond with a barrel chest and a smile that can melt polar ice caps, can you say trophy husband? He never forgets an anniversary, always brings a present when he's gone on a "business trip" and generally reveals in all your little quirks (personality or otherwise). Others will flirt with him, but your husband (Yes, he put a ring on that. He has old fashioned values after all) is firmly off the market. After all, his family is everything and anything that causes them grief just needs to... well... disappear.

Heaven forbid anyone even look sideways at his darling. There'd be an "unfortunate accident" in under thirty seconds.

"That poor man just got run over by a truck!"

"My word, the streets of Japan are so dangerous now days. It's a good thing I'm here with you. Oh! Look! Wouldn't your mother adore that necklace?"

Speaking of family, this AFO would be the "heir and a spare" type because the larger the household, the harder it is to hide his secrets.

"I feel awful leaving you out numbered when I travel so much, but my little brother and I were so very close. I hate to see our child grow up without that bond..."

When it comes to little kids, Dad For One is "fun dad". Kids need to go to the doctor for their shots? Mean-old-you will be taking them and daddy will buy them ice cream to soothe the ouchies. He's the father who will throw them up in the air as many times as they want, even if they puke about it. If you leave them unattended, there is no bed time. You'll come home to your children snuggled on the couch with Daddy, dead asleep in their pajamas (at least he got them dressed for bed) while the dvd menu is looping. (Yes, he still uses dvds. He's a "bit old fashioned"). You'll have to shake him awake, but at least he'll pick up the kids and move the entire party to bed.

...their own beds mind you. Not very Japanese of him but a man needs to get laid at some point.

Bath time is a totally different matter. Co-bathing is normal and he loves bonding with the kids in this way. Thank heaven the bathroom is a traditional style with a drain in the floor. Tickle attacks and splash time is so common that, by the time you get in the bath, there isn't much water left. Oh well...

Dad For One is not a hover parent. Your children need to learn from their own mistakes. After all, parents these days are far too clingy. When he was younger, he and his brother got into all sorts of trouble which is why he locked Yoichi in a vault and they turned out fine! The kids will be perfectly safe going to the playground by themselves because Machia will be watching them the entire time. They will get scrapes. They will come home dirty. They might wreck the neighbor's child because that brat had it coming. Kids will be kids.

Trouble at school? You'll be doing the lecturing and Dad For One will agree to the punishment without question. This is a united front type of relationship because we can't have you getting suspicious. Besides, they need to learn not to get caught from their mistakes.

And seriously... how many more manga is he going to buy the kids?! Honestly! You're going to have to move into a new house at this rate because of all the presents he keeps—

...that had better not be a puppy he's handing the kids or you will murder him.

Speaking of speaking your mind, All For One finds it amusing. You are the only one on earth that is willing to tell the Symbol of Evil what to do and he's willing to listen because that's his kink. When you get angry, he'll tap your nose, laugh in your face, hold you close and tell you that you are right. Always. Why? Because it always works. After all, he'd do anything to keep his family intact happy.

So... what happens the one time it doesn't?

Scenario 2: Possessed by the devil

Your husband tilted you chin up, red eyes piercing your soul. "Why are you asking questions when you don't really want to hear the answers, darling?"

So you figured it out, huh? Guess you now know why ignorance is bliss.

I see three potential outcomes to this mess:

Route 2 - A: The crumbling moral high ground

"I refuse to accept this! I want a divorce!"

Your husband leaned hard on the door, snapping the latch shut. The devil sneered at you, his eyes glowing with hellfire. "Oh? Is that so?"

You could fight him tooth and nail. You'll fail, but you can try. He had years to work Yoichi over and he's learned from his mistakes. Straight to the vault with you, darling. You might come out with as much between your ears as as an eager puppy, but he'll be happy to get you there, one denied orgasm at a time.

The children in this scenario are irrelevant. You won't ever see them. He'll spirit away the brood and pump you for everything he needs to bring them up them properly. They'll grow up strong and happy while you stay dumb and content at his feet. 

Route 2 - B: The conscientious objector

“Now I’m sure you’re somewhat intimidated by all this but it comes with some truly excellent perks.” He rubbed his cheek against your temple and took a deep whiff of your scent. “I have my own money, so your current financial status doesn't worry me. I have contacts in every department and company across Japan so you’ll never want for anything. I don’t value things like fleeting youth, so you’ll never be too old to me.” He clutched you tight. “And, perhaps because of my age, I do have old fashioned values. I am a strictly monogamous man, so you won’t have to share me with any other lovers.”

You snorted at the words “old fashioned values”.

Shigaraki pulled back and looked you in the eye firmly. “Do you not believe me?”

You stared back at him. “You kill people.”

“Well, no one is perfect,” he pointed out.

Okay... so maybe trying to leave is a bad call. The odds are not in your favor and, even if you manage it, he'll probably murder everyone you know you get you back. What would happen in that passive resistance scenario where you stay but you still object to his villainous ways?

Well folks, we call that a Hypnotic Nightmare (See AO3 - 261k words and rising).

...but seriously, this is probably the ideal situation from All For One's perspective. It's the best balance of entertainment while still knowing you'll be crying on his cock at the end of the night. Unlike Yoichi, you don’t really have the power to threaten him and this time he’s not stupid enough to hand his morality pet the means to defeat him.

Back to that chuunibyou AFO thing I mentioned earlier, this time, the villain gets the heroine and he loves it. 

In this scenario, both you and All For One would be in the most hate sex filled breeding war imaginable. After all, if one of the children is born with a quirk that can rival his, whichever side claims it would have an edge. All For One gets you as his spicy little toy who snarls at him while he pumps you full of his cum. You look so precious when you’re angry and watching your pregnant belly (your biology be damned, there is a quirk for that) swell with his children is about as exciting as a four year old getting a Puppy Surprise ala Christmas 1992. You better believe Ujiko would be sitting around helping AFO make quirk inheritance Punnett squares over the phone while your husband lovingly rubs away the morning sickness.

What about after the children are born? 

“You know I will tell them the truth about you, right?”

He smirked at you and took a sip of his tea. “Not if I tell them first.”

So what if you find his villainous side repulsive? He’ll let you play your heroic role all the same because watching you struggle gets him off. 

Go ahead. Teach the children right from wrong. You might give them grounding, but Daddy can give them anything. Which one of you do you think a child going to pick after that? Oh, the kids noticed you can’t leave the relationship? Not like they can leave either. You succeeded and one of them wants to play hero? Cute. They’re grounded, vault style. See what you made me do, darling? Daddy didn’t want to punish them, but however will they learn? What if they children went after another villain with such pathetic tactics? Their reeducation is for their safety, really. 

After all, as long as you are under his thumb, the children are too.

This version of DFO I see as much stricter than the scenario 1 DFO. The children will have set bed times, come when called, and speak properly to their parents. Why? Because of you. With his spouse actively working against him, he needs to set the tone early and often and the tone is “bow before the Demon Lord Daddy”. Also, “when your father gets home...” is not a threat, it is a sentence. We do not muck around and find out in this house. Children raised in this environment will need to be sneaky, manipulative little schemers, just the way Daddy likes them.

Now, this is not to say All For One is going to tolerate the children walking all over you. You are still his spouse and this is still Japan. Respect is due to both parents and the children will know their place. As long as it doesn’t conflict with Dad For One’s orders, you are free to handle them however you wish and he will support that. However, he does find it ever so sexy when you lay down the law.

By the way, there will be no need for “the talk” in this house. Sex, pregnancy and what makes up an healthy "happy” relationship is openly and hotly debated at the dinner table. There will be no stiff upper lip in this household. There will be blood and make-up sex (his idea, not yours). As a result, Nightmare children will not be ones to hold their tongue. These kids will call it like they see it and be very confident in their assessments. Be they brash like Bakugo or calm and analytical like Asui, your children will not be shrinking violets.

Speaking of which, no matter their personalities, All For One will bring out the best in them for all the worst reasons. While these kids are not going to be coddled little emperors, their natural talents will be catered to. Daddy expects the best, but only because he knows your children can bring it. Do a good job? He will brag about them all day long and reward them will all the attention and affection they crave. Do a bad job? Well now, Daddy is very disappointed because he knows we can do better. Looks like he’ll have to call in a favor to teach a lesson. It might be a very harsh one, but Ujiko can patch most things up.

Route 2 - C: Villains are your type

Your fingers curled around his tie, tugging him down to you centimeter by centimeter. "Let's talk about these assumptions of yours."

"Oh, what assumptions are those?"

A soft tongue flicked out to wet your lips. With a hellacious grin, you whispered in his ear. "You assuming that, just because I'm such a good catch, bad boys aren’t my type." You pouted. One finger traced small circles in his chest as you peered at him from under your lashes. "What if I told you I wanted you to be bad for me? Very.” The sound of metal clinked from his belt. “Very.” A zipper rolled down. “Bad."

All For One's heart throbbed in your hands. As you slipped to the floor, a low groan poured from his throat. Long fingers traced the edge of your face as naughty grin stretched over broad teeth. "I knew I loved you."

So, that's your kink? Okay. Buckle up because the ride is going to be amazing.

Being the Demon Lord’s consort is a tough job and you are happy to do it. Sexy clothing? You’ve got it. Coy, evil grin? On it. Taunting the heroes as you languidly, stroke that spikey white hair? Yes, we do that here.

We’re back to heir and a spare in this scenario. Since All For One has you involved in his world, he’s desperately torn between keeping you knocked up and having you beside him like the moon to his sun. It’s so hard.... to keep his hands off you when you’re sitting in his lap at every meeting, but if he’s too naughty you might end up on bed rest... and not in the way he wants.

Also, I see this AFO being subby (or at least a switch) in bed. After all, you might be the only person he can truly trust and that lets him try some new things. What you may ask? Well...

All For One moaned through the silicon ball as the pad of your finger slipped over his slick slit. Broad arms flexed against the jute rope just as you pressed your lips to his throat.  

“Now, now,” you purred, nibbling at his Adam’s apple. “None of that. I’m not done with you, my naughty boy.”

Kitten licks flicked their way up his thick neck until you reached the edge of his jaw. Coyly curling your palm around his pulsing hard-on you pressed it to your soft entrance. Red eyes rolled back under white lashes as he felt the damp heat ghosting over his cock. Incoherent whimpers of wanton pleasure hummed through the gag.

“It’s only been an hour,” you teased, adding another roll of your hips. 

With a dark giggle, you pinched his pink nipple between your teeth. When he shuddered, you pressed a kiss to goose pimpled flesh. The tip of his cock throbbed against your thighs. You smirked.

“We still have a long way to go. Don’t disappoint me.”

Any girl born to this relationship will be Daddy’s evil princess. Pampered and polished into a gem of villainy, this little one will want for nothing. Daddy didn’t get a her pony for her birthday, he got her a Nomu unicorn with a horn cannon (rip Pony Tsunotori). Your daughter be well versed in poisons (he’s a traditionalist and poisons have always been a murderess’s best friend) and expected to marry someone wealthy and powerful... so that she can strangle her spouse on the wedding night and take the throne in a violent coup d'etat. After all, he can’t spoil her forever. Children need room to grow and succeed on their own.

A boy is a bit trickier. Thanks to having a younger brother, All For One knows exactly how to handle young boys. However, being old fangled, its much easier to be severe on his own gender (thank you archaic sexism) than with a girl. I expect this to go very similar to the way he taught Tomura. Training will be more rough and tumble but the rewards will be sweet. AFO would adore his son in that “go on, you’ve got it!” sort of way. These two will be up late into the night as they read The Hero of Justice manga (only to volume 3) by flashlight. You better believe you're going to have to drag him off to bed if you want your son to get enough sleep for a growing boy.

Would he ever yield power to his children? No. Never. However, having someone near or at his level would help keep him on his toes. After all, we don’t want to slack off and lose the throne to some hero. Backstabbing dear old dad is encouraged, but don’t get too cocky. The punishments may not be lethal, but they will teach a lesson well earned. 

Also... can I just say that these kids are going to think Uncle Machia is a jungle gym because that simp is going to fall hard for Master’s little crotch goblins.

#yandere afo x reader #bnha all for one #bnha dfo #yandere all for one #all for one bnha #afo bnha #afo mha #bnha shigaraki #bnha manga spoilers #bnha chapter 193 #bnha chapter 310 #yandere x reader #afo x reader #all for one x reader #yandere bnha #shigaraki x reader #dad for one #dfo theory #yoichi shigaraki #bnha afo #all for one #dfo #yandere afo #yandere all for one x reader #dad for one x reader #daruma ujiko #shigaraki #afo #ujiko #gigantomachia

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Lolbit! Reader(M) x Hazbin Hotel PT.1

They Disappeared???

Y/n's pov It is currently 11:33pm, almost 12:00am. Everyone's waiting for the night guard to show. I go bored so teleported through the computer monitors and manifested out if it. Walking around I saw Toy Freddy sitting in the Parts and Service Room playing video games and Five Nights on his big-screen TV with Mr. Hugs. The problem is Toy Freddy has never really been very good at playing video games, and if he loses his game, he'll probably blame you for it. He lost the game.. again, which I'm not surprised. I teleport beside him.

T/Freddy- "Mr. Hugs got me again!That game was totally rigged!"

He got startled when I spoke because he didn't know I was there.

Y/n- "Hmm maybe try ha-a-arder next time." *Laughs historically*

He got mad at me which I didn't care, I just loved annoying people.

T/Freddy- "It's not MY fault! I have these fat plastic fingers and can't press the buttons!"

Y/n- "*sighs hard* I feel bad man."*laughs more*

T/Freddy- "Well you made me lose!"

Y/n- "No. You're just bad at it." I laughed again before going to a computer monitor and teleporting through it.

~CBPW~:still Y/n pov

As I was going to Circus Baby Pizza World to see what was going on, I heard people arguing, which I already knew who it was because they do it all the time it's hilarious. It was currently 11:46pm.

F/Foxy- "I know exactly where you are, Hahahahaha."

F/Freddy- "That sounded terrible."

F/Foxy- "Says the one with no acting experience. I'm the only-"

FF speed walks to ffoxy, putting his finger over his mouth to shush him.

F/Freddy- "No, shut up! Shut up with that! I DON'T wanna hear it!"

F/Foxy- He smirks. "Oh? What? Are you afraid of being wronged?"

F/Freddy- "I'm afraid of you going on for 3 hours about how great you are at acting, NOBODY CARES! Everyone knows and no one cares 😤😭."

F/Foxy- "I am the only one here that understands, and you're constantly (while talking ffreddy says,"SHUT UP, I DON'T WANNA HEAR IT!") acting like a child about it!"

F/Freddy- With Freddy yelling bon bon covers his hears. (Poor bon bon 🥺) "I DON'T WANNA HEAR IT!"

F/Foxy- "Every single time!"

F/Freddy- "I don't..want to hear it!"

F/Foxy- "You can't just-"

F/Freddy- "SHUT UUUP!"

F/Foxy- "NO YOU SHUT UP!"

F/Freddy- "SHUUTUUUP!"

Y/n trying really hard not to laugh at how ridiculous their acting over something.

Ballora- "You two hush. And keep your voices down." She said with a calm tone, spinning towards them.

F/Freddy- "It's not MY fault! It's always FOXY who's starts it!"

F/Foxy- "Ooh? And what do I do that SO annoying to you?"

F/Freddy- "We don't need to know about how great you are at acting. WE ALREADY KNOW! We were programed with it dang it!" He says with annoyance.

F/Foxy- "I think you're just jealous..."

Freddy gets real annoyed now and it takes him a few seconds to answer.

F/Freddy- "JEALOUS?!!

F/Foxy- "That's what I said."

F/Freddy- "YOU think i'm jealous."

F/Foxy- "Yes I do."

F/Freddy- "That is the dumbest thing I've ever heard in my life."

They all 3 hear a bang. Both Foxy and Freddy startled, turning around. Ballora didn't have to, she could hear really good and because y/n was laughing so hard. He was in the vents.

"Is that the Night guard?!" Freddy asks startled.

"What time is it?!" Foxy asked.

Ballora- "No, it's just y/n." She said in a calm voice.

First person pov After they said that you teleported where they were.

Y/n- "Ahahaha. You guys a-a-are hilarious! That was quite a-a show." You say while laughing and wagging your tail.

F/Foxy- "hey y/n! Wanna hear some of my jokes." He waggs his tail a little. "Freddy says they're annoying."

F/Freddy- "because they ARE!"

Y/n- "yeah sure."

F/Foxy- "You here that Freddy, y/n actually wants to hear my jokes. Unlike you he actually listens."

F/Freddy- "yeah whatever. I still don't care! Hmph."

Ballora- "Y/n, what time is it?"

Y/n- "Hmm, let's se-e-e." He teleported to the clock that was in a different room and then teleported back. "11:57pm." You were smiling.

Ballora- "Okay, thank you." She starts spinning, heading back to her stage.

Y/n- "Hey, you two sh-sh-should get going."

F/Freddy- "Okay cya." He hurried back to his stage.

Y/n- "Are you gonna go back to your s-s-stage."

F/Foxy- "Nope." He says playfully.

Y/n- "You'll get control shock." Saying with your signature smile. When you asked him if he was gonna go back to his stage he had a look of sadness but hurried and switched it to a pouty face, but you saw.

Y/n- "I don't w-w-want you to get hurt now."

F/Foxy- "I know I know. - >-"

Two minutes had passed, making it 11:59pm. Two of Ballora's mini ballerina's to tell the two that they need to hurry up and get in h their positions. But they disappeared, right in front of the mini ballerina's.

#hazbin hotel #demons #alastor #x reader #x male reader #funtime foxy #funtime freddy #animatronic #fnaf #fnaf security breach

[natureismynature]

I kinda really wanna hear your controversial thoughts on the qsmp pls

I can give my own if you want that:

I think people at times are a little mean to foolish. I know he doesnt care and that this is a little /parasocial lmao, but when everyone on the server and the fans keep belittling him and telling him hes stupid and doesnt know better it makes me a little sad because hes so smart ! like so much of what he does is so thought through and he just wanna have fun but that doesnt mean he doesnt think ever. some fans will say wow all he knows is to bark and build but also like the inherent knowledge of math to build like he does is crazy! hes so smart !

also when he tries to say things and people talk over him it makes me sad:(((

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Hell yeah I agree with you on that one Anon. Whenever he pulls out the "Why do you guys think I'm the dumbest motherfucker out there?" I just sigh because no one can deny that they do/did think that at some point in their lives. Yeah, he prefers to joke around and he often stumbles over his words and forgets certain things, but that doesn't necessarily mean he doesn't think 90% of the time.

Now! My number 1 controversial thought about the qsmp right now is about Tallulah. (Oh man I can't wait to lose followers for this <3)

I have to be honest, I'm not too fond of Tallulah. I don't like it when a fandom gives certain characters the "main character treatment" on a piece of media that isn't SUPPOSED to have a main character. And the way this fandom acts as if Tallulah (and by extension Chayanne) is the only egg ever is exactly like that. I saw a post talking about when the fandom acted as if it's just Wilbur and Tallulah in the world when Will was around and I agree, I don't like it when everything is suddenly about only a number of people only.

A problem I had with DSMP was the fans ignoring the other characters in favor of "the main characters" when, in reality, there isn't supposed to be one up until they started having scripts. The more popular people overshadowed the hard work that the others put into their own lore. And it rubs me the wrong way to see how similar the treatment for Tallulah is starting to become.

It's not that I hate Tallulah, she's a good character, but the fandom's treatment of her just makes it impossible for me to like her.

#qsmp #timb answers #qsmp tallulah neg #controversial hours

[i-guess-im-into-this-now]

The Apothecary Diaries

S1E6 First Watch

Here's where I watch The Apothecary Diaries for the first time and give my thoughts, analysis, predictions, and occasionally I stumble into a joke.

If you want to start at the beginning:

Episode 1

My character cheat sheet:

Yinghua - pink flowers LIW

Lady Lishu - child bride concubine

Lady Lihua - concubine Maomao saved from poisoned powder

Crystal Pavilion - Lady Lihua's Pavilion

Lihaku - officer giving out a lot of hairpins

It's the garden party and I'm so excited!

Cryptic openings are what this show does. And this one starts with palace gossip about someone who is apparently a picky eater. The gossips state:

It's not like it's going to kill her or anything.

What terrifying foreshadowing.

Now we are finally at the party. There is dancing and music. Everyone is freezing. That probably includes the infant princess who is also at this party.

Oh that's the dowager empress holding the baby! This is the first we are seeing her. And yeah... she's got to be Jinshi's mom. It's like the artists were told to design a female Jinshi.

Apparently the empress gave birth to the emperor at a nauseatingly young age because it freaks Maomao out even though we never hear the number.

Oh the empress actually has two children. You don't say. There is a younger brother, who is conspicuously missing from his place of honor on the stage. But according to gossip he has a weak constitution and has rarely been seen. Sure.

In my best guess, prince #2 has been away with the military which is why he hasn't been around. Upon his glorious return the emperor immediately assigned his handsome brother to the rear palace. It's only speculation at the moment, but I don't think I'm far off.

Someone mentioned earlier that this event seems designed to pit the concubines against one another. And yeah it is. I guess that sort of thing appeals to the emperor, because he has created drama between the ladies before when he went to Lady Gyokuyou to request that Maomao take care of Lady Lihua. Wow, it occurs to me that maybe he wanted to meet Maomao in person because he realized his younger brother was interested in her. That's probably not good.

Yinghua has managed to get involved in some kind of drama with Lady Lihua's ladies. Oh they're talking smack about Maomao! Lady Lihua has the absolute dumbest ladies in waiting. They literally cannot recognize Maomao because she changed her clothes and put on some eyeliner. That's lucky for them, because they wouldn't be saying any of this to Maomao's face since they are legit terrified of her.

Maomao must have inflicted some lasting psychological damage on those ladies because they run the moment they recognize her. I do love that Maomao's friends are defending her though. She's not in this alone.

Yinghua: Don't listen to those bullies. I mean, just look at how adorable you are!

Maomao: Oh. I don't care.

I believe her. Maomao's self-esteem isn't on the outside. Instead she prides herself in her skills, and particularly on how she can use them to help others. Insults to her looks can't touch her. After all, she was trying to worsen her appearance to protect herself. Now, if she ever failed to help someone or if she made a misjudgment or mistake that hurt someone, that would probably crush Maomao.

I love her delulu pavilion friends. They view Maomao in the most sympathetic way and want to protect her. And they're all in on JinMao (probably have the ship half built).

Yuck. This girl was made a concubine at age 9. Maomao's appalled. So am I. This show doesn't pull any punches. And I do think this show has a lot to say about the oppression of women. I'll try to refrain and let someone more qualified analyze that. Please share if you've seen someone talking about this issue.

Lady Lishu makes it a point to rudely ignore Maomao while she's holding Lady Gyokuyou's baby. Maomao notes that she is wearing a color that clashes with Lady Gyokuyou and wonders if it's intentional. I'm sure it is. And here is someone for you to keep an eye on. She should not be underestimated just because she's only 15. She's actually been in the palace for 6 years, which I think is longer than Lady Gyokuyou.

Maomao sees the idiot ladies of the Crystal Pavilion shivering and despite their treatment of Maomao in the past, and earlier that day, she can't bear to see someone suffer. She offers them something to warm their hands and they flee in terror.

Oh Maomao observes someone exchanging a hairpin, Yinghua explains that it's some kind of recruitment thing and that there is a secret meaning, however Maomao doesn't care... But this is relevant! Considering she just received a hairpin herself that very morning! Yinghua also calls bullshit and says, hilariously:

Excuse me, I'm trying to gossip with you over here!

She's dying to tell Maomao the hidden meaning behind the hairpins, but we never find out what she would have said.

In any case, Maomao promptly accepts another hairpin from the first stranger she meets, a bouncy officer named Lihaku. Directly after she gets another one from Lady Lihua. This one is given with a compliment and a great deal of warmth. Maomao's going to look like a pin cushion before the day is done.

Also, where is Jinshi? These folks are making moves on your girl!

The next part of the garden party has commenced, with everyone waiting motionlessly in lines. Maomao has taken off all of her hairpins and looks around while she waits. She thinks Gaoshun looks good, like a soldier, and realizes he has a higher position then she realizes. She gets a polite acknowledgement from him when he notices her attention. She also spots the cute bouncy officer, Lihaku. She breaks the 4th wall to wonders where Jinshi is:

I don't see our ✨sparkly✨ eunuch anywhere, but, who cares.

Maomao is such a weirdo about poisons. She loves the stinging sensation.

Maomao is noticing a lot of things going on around her during this meal. Lady Lishu has a severe issue with food. This isn't someone being a picky eater. Maomao is brushing it off for now, but I assume she'll help this girl at some point. Some other lady is witnessing Lady Lishu suffer and she's giving a creepy smile. Maomao isn't happy to have seen it. But it will force her to figure out whatever mystery is playing out here.

And Maomao just ate something that made her blush and lick her lips, so it's either an aphrodisiac, or poison. I mean it could be any tasty food, the girl loves to eat, but it's probably poison. Yup, it's poison. She's so into it though...

Jinshi finally arrives (where was he?), just in time to... not attend the party and follow Maomao instead. To be fair he deduced instantly that she may have been poisoned. And then he knows she has been because she's smiling at him.

Meanwhile Maomao is fantasizing about being incompacitated by poison. And I don't know ethically where to fall on this one. I'm not one to kink shame but I don't support self harm either. Jinshi doesn't have that problem, he is very much not happy about it. He's dragging her to medical care. And this is exactly what I'm talking about when I say I'm glad Maomao has people in her life who care about her well-being because, for as good as she is at caring for others, she doesn't take care of herself.

She wants more of the poisonous soup and Jinshi has just about had it with her. Turns out some dumbass ate the rest of her soup and collapsed at the party. Anyway, Maomao offers a solution to treat him that involves more poison. Jinshi does not approve.

Maomao notices Jinshi's new hairpin and jumps to the best conclusion which is that he got it as a gift from his secret male lover. I'm not even going to offer a guess of my own because I hope Maomao is right.

The stress of this day has made Jinshi upset. He's not bothering to try and keep up any pretenses. Maomao is seeing him unmasked, and she prefers it.

Maomao receives some impressive drugs that make her purge. The moment she's done Jinshi asks her to immediately solve this case.

She asks to speak with Lady Lishu. She knows she has an allergy to fish. Her nasty food taster did not. Maomao lets her know that trying to give fish to Lady Lishu is the equivalent of trying to poison her. The issue now is that Lady Gyokuyou's fish meal was swapped with Lady Lishu's non-fish meal. Most likely by her own food taster, as a way to torment Lady Lishu by forcing her to eat fish. However, the dish that was intended for Lady Lishu, the one she never received, was the one that poisoned Maomao. So, now the question is, who tried to poison Lady Lishu?

Maomao terrifies that food taster and is confident that she won't allow Lady Lishu to eat fish again.

Maomao is left alone with Jinshi and Gaoshun. Jinshi promptly lays a hand on her shoulder and gets told:

Please, I'm of lowly birth. It's not right for you to touch me.

Jinshi doesn't like that.

Jinshi: You're the only one who has ever used that excuse.

Maomao: That's just because everyone else is being nice to you.

And Jinshi hates that.

And it may seem like they're playing around, and bantering as they both like to do, but in fact they are drawing up new boundaries. Things have recently taken a turn for them into something more serious. And this is the first time they've been able to talk.

First Maomao shared her story about being nearly assaulted, and then being kidnapped, which made Jinshi react in a powerful way, he gave her his hairpin which carries unknown meaning, then Maomao was poisoned, and Jinshi got pretty scared for her, and she caught a glimpse of the real Jinshi. All of this happened today!

And neither one of them has any idea where things stand between them. Jinshi pushes forward. A hand on her shoulder. Maomao pulls back. She removes his hand - no.

And she tells him something true that he needs to hear. We are not of the same class. There are rules to these things and you are breaking them. I'm not going to break them for you.

And then she tells him, something that hurts worse. People don't treat you authentically.

From the only person who does see him as a real person and not just as some lofty official he hears I see you but I won't get close to you. No one else will either.

Jinshi is trapped by the elevation of his station. People are unwilling or unable to interact with him in any real way. And he has a role to play that requires him to mask himself, and do things like manipulate servants, and flirt with concubines.

Maomao is right that the people around him are just being nice. And Jinshi hates it.

He wears different masks to achieve his goals in the harem but he's desperate to take them off and have someone see him. It's why he loved when Maomao glared at him. It's why he delights in her sarcasm and biting comments. And now she's pulling away from him.

Jinshi is completely alone.

And here is where Maomao and Jinshi serve narrative foils to one another. Because Maomao is authentic with everyone. She speaks her mind, behaves how she wants and people see her and adore her. She has real relationships all around her.

Maomao is loved.

It is worth noting, that even though Maomao is putting up a boundary between herself and Jinshi, she did not return his hairpin. She is drawing a line, but she isn't completely walking away.

Maomao, exhausted after everything:

What a day.

Indeed.

If you want to read these from the beginning:

Episode 1

Next episode:

Episode 7

#apothecary diaries #the apothecary diaries #maomao #jinshi #jinmao

[linkspooky]

Got anyTop 5 DC ships?

And by DC, I mean in Washington DC- jk jk. I obviously meant DC comics lol

#5 Rose Wilson and Edward Bloomberg

I'm going to make every other Teen Titans blog hate me by saying I think the Geoff Johns run is probably the second best Titans run? After the one year Timeskip basically the team is whittled down to the bottom of the barrel, Kid Devil and Rose being the only one who stayed. Rose is in many ways a foil to Terra, but unlike Terra who is defined by her misanthropy and aloneness Rose is just a character who is desperate to belong somewhere.

Nowhere is this more apparent in Rose and Eddie's relationship. Eddie is the one person who seems happy to have her around. THey share a lot in common, Eddie is a kidsent essentially to live away from his parents, and lost his aunt who was the only family member who overtly cared for him. Eddie feels like a nobody and feels lost just like Rose, he wanted to be a hero so badly he made a deal with the devil for superpowers. He only made it onto the Teen Titans because they were desperate for new members.

Their relationship is very teenage first love, but that's exactly what the Teen Titans are all about people with nowhere to go finding a home in each other. Eddie is also the best thing Geoff Johns ever came up with, he's so likable in the comic he loses all of his super powers and the team keeps him around anyway because they can't function without him. Eddie and Rose are just also... so teenagery. Rose pulls stupid stunts for attention all the time and has a stupid fake bad girl act. Eddie throws a party in the tower once and gets in trouble. They act like the dumbest teens.

#4 Donna Troy and Roy Harper

They're soulmates, DC just doesn't know it yet. Donna and Roy are sort of a first love who connect later in life, in the original Teen Titans Comic Donna was the only girl among several boys, so eventually she started to have a first love sort of crush on Roy. They go on to live seperate lives, have pretty disastrous first relationships.

They are just really compatible characters. I think what a lot of people don't understand about Roy, is that he's actually a pretty idealistic hero, a chivalrous nice boy type, he just had a really rough spot in the middle of his life. He has a really negative self image, but Roy actually represents the same kind of optimistic hero that Oliver represents. He would treat Donna right. Roy is also one of the few characters who has never treated Donna like a therapist friend. Lian also just loves her.

Roy and Donna also have a lot of trauma from their early twenties, which I think could help them understand each other. One ig thing about Donna is that a lot of her friends tend to put her on a pedestal and see her as "perfect" when she's actually really messy and flawed and Roy being Roy and emotionally intelligent could understand Donna in a way they can't. Also Donna and Roy have the vibes of that on again off again couple that will always be a little in love with each other.

#3 Dick / Kory

This is a dickbabs hating zone . (This is a joke please don't send me anons). I always preach that Dick should be a Titans character not a bat family character, because the Titans is where he grew up.

Kory is such a huge part of who the person Dick Grayson is now, because Batman taught Dick not to feel, and use his emotions as a weapon against crime, whereas Kory taught Dick to love life part and his loved ones and the people around him are what he should be fighting for.

Kory and Dick are like, the soap opera ship. They are just all about the highs and lows of love. Kory just kind of crashed into Dick's life and changed him because she was so unlike anyone he ever met, and Dick is the first person who gave Kory a home on earth and what ties her to the planet she's fighting for. They esentially grew up together, from a teenage first love, to a more adult relationship.

There's a lot of baggage with the relationship, but I also think Kory knows Dick Grayson the best because his time with the Titans helped Dick Grayson find out who he is outside of Batman and Robin and grow up into his own person. In fact that might be the problem with them, that they know each other so well, and are so important to each other's lives, when they break up it kind of hurts too much to lose that person.

#2 Beast Boy / Raven

I've never seen a ship more love it or hate it. You either really love Beast Boy and Raven and think they're soul mates, or you despise them. I think a lot of comics fan don't like it because it comes from the cartoon... but like comic books adapt things from cartoons and non-comics media all the time. If it weren't for BTAS we wouldn't have Harley Quinn.

Also, I can justify Beast Boy being attracted to Raven in the comics. Beast Boy's only significant other relationship is Terra, and Terra and Raven are the same person. (I refuse to elaborate on this unless you send me another ask). I like to compare Beast Boy and Raven to Dick and Kory a lot, because Dick and Kory is kind of the sweeping romantic relationship of two people who are just so in love with each other.

Beast Boy and Raven are kind of the opposite of that, they are not the pride and prejudgice couple, they are the two weird unpopular kids in class. I think what connects them more than anything else is their loneliness as they are both essentially orphans who have become superheroes and superhero teams are the only family they have now, and that kind of desire for a place to belong can draw two people too each other. They're the two weird kids who hang out together exclusively because no one else likes them and their closeness comes from the time they spend together.

Why would Raven be attracted to Beast Boy? Raven and Beast Boy have kind of the same big sweeping ideas about love. I think part of what attracted Beast Boy so much to Terra is how isolated on the team she was, and how she was really the only kid his own age, and how many walls she puts up. Beast Boy is kind of just naturally the guy who wants to give you support and be your friend. Raven on the other hand is really unfamiliar with emotions and love, she desperately wants to have normal relationships, but there is no version of her character who ever lets herself be happy. You have the girl who always tries to be alone, and the guy who wants to keep her company.

#1 Bruce Wayne and Harley Quinn

If you read Batman: White Knight then you would get it!!! A lot of people don't really like the idea of shipping Harley with men because she tries to revolve her personality around the men in her life. INCORRECT. She tries to revolve her personality on pleasing anyone regardless of gender. Harley is a chameleon. She changes her colors to fit whoever, always chasing the idea of someone loving her for who she really is, and yet always afraid to present her real self to people.

It's the most insane and unlikely ship ever, but it really works if you think about it. Like, once again read the comic. Bruce had a lot of respect for who Harleen Quinzel was as a doctor. They both have a deep understanding of losing their previous self to the trauma, Bruce will never be fully comfortable as Bruce Wayne, Harley can't really go back to being Harleen Quinzel. They both almost prefer being their costumed self, but their costumed self actually only hurts them in the long run, Batman is unhealthy for Bruce, Harley is unhealthy for Harleen.

Batman's entire character revolves around saving people in Gotham, not killing them he wants to heal the crimminals of Gotham and Harley herself is a doctor who tried to heal people too and lost their way. They both really need to integrate their past selves, their costumed identities, and their current selves into a fully integrated personality. They're both incredibly high empathy individuals, they basically bleed with empathy for other people, it literally drives Harley insane.

I like Batcat, but also Selina is never going to commit ever. Bruce is kind of scared of committment too, but he actually wants and needs to have things in his life besides Batman, he wants to build a home and have a family to come home too. That's just not going to be Selina, if anything Selina is more comfortable staying Catwoman forever because she's all about her freedom and agency.

And it's the class Sunshine x Grumpy person ship. Anyway, it's never going to happen but I'm still holding out hope. Give it ten, twenty years and you'll see. This is how Bruley could still win.

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[maestro-of-clockwork]

It's been too many days,

too many days of seeing herself and her friends be pushed to wit's end and then chained, sunk back into reality again. Too many days of thinking everything couldn't get any worse, only to be proven wrong over and over.

Long,

grueling,

endless.

She found herself caving into something she couldn't understand then. It was something of an empty instability, something cold that lied dormant, waiting for something to happen. She constantly felt it now, this sensation that left her feeling like an unfired gun.

Sketchbook didn't want to acknowledge any thought like that, but it was becoming harder and harder to ignore the more Antonio pulled apart the thread that kept her together in the first place.

It didn't help that he made her stick either close by him, or in his room. She'd been effectively separated from her best friends for weeks now.

Asking him about them didn't help. All he did was either teasingly lie to her, or delivered the truth by way of jokes or brutal details...and now, here he was, taunting her like usual.

Sketchbook knew exactly what would happen if she chose not to engage, but went that route anyway. He reacted as she expected.

"Not going to talk, are you?" sneered Antonio, twirling the pocket knife in his hand, possessing the air of some kind of mischievous whimsical creature. "Perhaps a little more quality time between us will prod you into being a little more eager to speak up."

The man moved his free hand to stroke her hair, "Don't you agree?"

Sketchbook lifted her head up to look at him, feeling herself be hollowed out and replaced by bitter hatred. There was no fear in her eyes.

Just anger.

"Do. Not. Touch. Me."

Antonio's hand stopped, his smile warping into something more mocking and cruel at her demand.

"Sketchbook, you daft, silly little thing," his words matched her energy in its maliciousness, "you should know by now that I do whatever I want at my discretion. Your needs don't matter here."

He was about to reach for her hair again when Sketchbook snatched his wrist with the tightest grip she could muster.

"I'm tired of you treating me and my friends as toys, Tony," Sketchbook spoke, an unfamiliar poison hitting her voice.

"You always ruin EVERYTHING!" she screamed, shoving him back with all of her strength. It only made him stagger backwards, but she didn't care.

"Every single time I think we're FINALLY going to be okay, you RUIN IT! WHY CAN'T YOU JUST STOP?!"

Sketchbook barely felt the tears pouring from her eyes as the initial look of genuine surprise on Antonio's face shifted into an incredulous smirk, like she'd said the dumbest thing in the world.

"STOP SMILING AND JUST ANSWER ME!"

She was shaking all over now, the anger swiftly rising.

The hammer was pulled back.

"The truth of the matter is, all of you are just too fun to play with!"

Ready?

"Ha! Honestly, I doubt I'll ever leave any of you at peace."

Aim.

"Especially you, my sunshine."

FIRE.

Sketchbook wasted no time, screaming in rage as she tackled the man to the floor, the knife clattering to the floor with him. It wasn't long until he wrestled her onto her back, though, hands latching around her throat as a toothy grin took up his face.

"Gracious, this was over quickly! I figured you'd be more of a fight, what with that pent-up rage of yours."

"SHUT UP!"

Sketchbook kicked, punched and clawed, trying to get him off of her the best she could. Her hands felt tingly and was making this hissing noise every time she touched something, but that was at the very back of her mind. Everything at the forefront was blinding hot rage and violence. All she could see was red.

She fought so hard and so blindly that she could barely register his grip getting tighter until black was starting to dot her vision. As a last-ditch attempt before she passed out, she left one last long scratch across his face that made him let her go shortly after.

As soon as he'd let up, she gasped and choked for breath, too exhausted now to do little more than just survive.

"Well, now..." Antonio rose, standing over her. "...this is new."

Sketchbook weakly looked up to see what he was talking about. She could see the arms and front of his suit discolored in some places, and...

Burns.

Antonio's skin had burns where she had scratched him.

She was suddenly aware of how strongly her nose caught the scent of chemicals...and when she looked down at her hands, they were dripping this clear substance.

Sketchbook sat up and scrambled back shakily, the substance dripping down onto her clothes, now starting to discolor them, too...then, it stopped. She kept staring at her hands until the realization hit her.

That was paint thinner.

Paint thinner leaked from her hands and-

No.

"No, no, no, no, no," Sketchbook muttered to herself in a panic, "what did I do?! What did I do-?!"

The last thing she wanted to happen happened. She spiraled out of control, and now she had something inside her that could hurt people. She didn't want to hurt anybody, she never wanted to hurt anybody! She-

"Oh, calm down, Sketchbook. You just have a new ability, that's all. In fact, I didn't know that you teachers could develop such things...and it seems all it took for yours to come was your hatred towards me..."

Horror settled in her bones. She couldn't think straight anymore.

All she could do then was ask, "Could you-...could you please let my friends go home? I-...I don't want to do that again, Tony...please, don't make me do that again..."

Sketchbook could see the discoloration on her pants and shirt revert back to normal as he answered, "Sure, I don't mind to."

"I've had my fill of the three of you for now," Antonio patted her head lightly.

"Tony...?"

"Yes?"

Her mind crumbled in its desperation.

"I'm afraid of going back home...I'm afraid I'll-..."

"You're afraid that you'll hurt them?" he finished for her.

"...yes."

"Well, now...I'm positive that it won't be triggered again as long as I'm not around," he reassured, much too lighthearted about the situation. "So, don't you worry your little head."

Sketchbook lifted her head to look at Antonio as he opened the door. She couldn't understand why, but she felt relieved not to see the burns she'd left on him anymore.

"You know where their room is." Antonio nudged his head towards the outside as he stowed his recovered knife in his coat pocket. "It seems you've got quite a bit of catching up to do, hm?"

The jab didn't even spark irritation in her again. Even if she was still sick and tired of Antonio, and even if he was done with her and her friends for the time being, she had other things to worry about now...

#[[ ooc ]] #from the typewriter. {{ t e x t }} #event: pulling the strings #event end #[[ hope this wasn't underwhelming 😭 ]]

[luigra]

"I'd rather starve than eat those pies. This is the dumbest policy ever."

"Well, I'm trying to only eat Gigapies, and it already is kind of like starving! Like, okay, they are already pretty much impossible to buy, and then when I do aquire them, they are not kind on my stomach at all. So I'm trying to not eat unless I really need to."

"...Dear god, Joe, don't tell me you are starving yourself."

Joe fell silent. Ey twirled the telephone wire in eir hands, connected to the landline rotary lying on eir bed. Cleo was away in another world, but apparently cell service is available in all of Minecraft, so they took opportunity to stay in touch.

Awkward question.

"...Well, it is better on my productivity? Like, okay, usually the issue is that the time I take to digest food renders me so groggy, I can't effectively work. But like, I guess this involuntary economic paradox makes it easier to think?"

"Joe." Ey could hear the disappointment in their monotone voice and it burnt through em, making em wriggle on the bed in discomfort and shame.

"I know, Cleo."

"You really are taking advantage of the fact that I cannot come over and shove steak down your throat right now."

"Yeah, well, it's a reasonable thing to try and avoid!"

Cleo made a bitter expression. One thing they hated the most, being helpless, now being used against them like that. They genuinely wanted to traverse worlds again, just so they could make Joe eat better, because the disappointed condemnations never seemed like enough. They should be doing more to help.

Nothing more painful in the world than inability to act. Especially when it's about your friend.

Joe fumbled more rambles, none of which were really excuses. 'Cause it's like, ey always envision these moments as cathartic, having someone point out that ey really are tired, not taking enough care of emsself, it's something ey daydream about. But when actually faced with the stern scolding, ey just feel guilty. It's not as pleasant.

Cleo asked Joe to promise to have some lunch today. Joe agreed with ease, which was the least ey could do. But still, Cleo hates making people promise something. Promises are universally unpleasant.

They joke more about the things they'd actually physically do if they were there, and it's just the same reminder of their inaction in reality.

This shouldn't be a normal occurrence, both think to themselves.

#hi I hope this hits close to home bc that's kind of the intent #long post #short fic #ficlet #hermitblr #hermitcraft #joe hills #joehills #zombie cleo #zombiecleo #eating disorder tw #eating disorder cw #ed cw