#they dont know how to play up emotional significance in any other way than the standard 'they wouldve WANTED me to to do (thing)!'

[bbyquokka]

trust

pairing: seo changbin x gender neutral reader

genre: smut – MDNI

synopsis: changbin confesses something to you, hoping you'd forget the next day – but you don't resulting in taking action on his confession 

warnings: smut, established relationship, soft dom reader, sub changbin, nipple play, anal play, anal training, toys used (butt plugs, strap-on), anal fingering, pegging, after care, traffic light system, safe words, pet names, mention of receiving nudes  

words: 6.2k ~ (6249)

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love. it's a strong word that holds the same power and weight as the word hate. you never thought you could love someone, yet here you are contemplating on whether this foreign feeling is indeed love.

the person who is challenging said emotions is none other than seo changbin. you met by pure coincidence, falling for his charming looks and words. due to his physical appearance, people are quick to judge however, you know that he is just one big softie.

it was an accident, a stupid drunken accident. no matter what he said or did, he couldn't take back those words. changbin is a happy drunk, the type that laughs at everything and nothing. on top of that, he also overshares and oversharing, he did.

a glass in hand, you stare at him with a shocked expression. his cheeks slowly turning a deep red, his brain catching up with his mouth, registering what he just confessed to you 

“i want to try a strap-on with you.”

he tried to back track, stumbling over his own words as he stared at your blank expression. once your own brain registered what your boyfriend just drunkenly confessed to you, did you calmly reassure him. you told him that you've both had a little too much to drink and that all of it will be forgotten in the morning

but it wasn't 

you woke up and remembered everything. you look to the side, your sleeping boyfriend snoring away. lips parted and face puffy with sleep. dried up drool on his chin, his chest rising up and down slowly in time with his soft breathing.

you never thought of changbin as a switch or a sub for that matter. he always had the dominant aura about him and he knows how to dominate you, that much is very true. maybe it's his physic that made you prejudge. he is a buff, strong man after all so you instantly thought of him as the type who likes to dominate and not the other way around.

but with the drunken confession, now you're questioning. is he a switch? a sub? why does he want to try a strap-on with you? what other stuff does he want to try with you and how long has he wanted to do this?

you want to ask him but you're worried that it might be overstepping the mark. maybe it's best if you wait until he is ready or until he mentions it again. let him come to you when he's confident.

in the meantime, you decide to prepare. you've never done anything like this before so all of it is new territory to you. you want to please your significant other, make him feel comfortable. you researched every single website, expanding your knowledge on this particular type of stuff.

you secretly bought the necessities, things that would make changbin feel at ease. you asked the owners of the sex shops you shopped at for tips and tricks, making a mental note of everything they said as well as researching on forums and watching videos.

you learnt about preparation, how to be gentle. you don't want to cause any harm to him down there so it's important that he prepares himself; especially if he wants to be fucked by you.

one thing that was bugging you, is that you wasn't sure how changbin wants to do it. normally, people envision it, they know how and when they want to do, but considering you've been pretending to have ‘forgotten’ what he admitted to you to save him the embarrassment, bringing it up in a casual conversation just didn't feel right.

until he found your secret stash.

you thought you hid it away so perfectly. in a box tucked away at the bottom of your wardrobe with piles of clothing and shoes on top to make it look ‘natural’; until you walked into your bedroom to find a wide-eyed, red cheeked changbin on his knees, the box open and the plugs in his hands.

“binnie..” you whisper, chewing your lip. he looks up at you, his mouth agape. the words stuck in his throat as he gives you short rapid blinks. you swallow thickly, the air between you both thick with tension.

“these are–” he starts, looking back down at the toys before clearing his throat free from the lump “these are for you, right?” 

“uh, no baby. they're not.” you mumble, approaching him slowly. you kneel beside him, his eyes scanning the contents of the box. 

plugs, lube, strap-on, bits of paper with notes about preparation and aftercare scribbled on them.

“then who?” he asks, looking at you with his doe eyes 

“you.” you gently take the plugs from his clammy hands to place your own hands on top of his. 

“me?” he whispers, still shocked from all this new information. it's clear he doesn't remember that night where he confessed.

you take a deep breath in, intertwining your fingers into his. your own hands slowly turn clammy, heart beating against your rib cage. 

“do you remember a few nights ago, when we went out?” 

“yeah. minho invited us over for a small party. i remember waking up with a terrible hangover.” he chuckles as do you 

“well, you got drunk and confessed something to me.”

“what..?”

“that you wanted to try a strap-on with me.” changbin's eyes widen in horror. he swallows thickly, looking back down at the box. “im sorry bun. i remembered everything you said and so, i went out and bought all this for us–for you as well as research on it to make sure i cause no harm to you.” 

you press your lips together in a thin line. a sudden wave of guilt and anxiety washes over you as you watch your lover scan each and every object you've bought. after what felt like hours of radio silence, you asked the one question you thought you'd never have to ask.

“do you hate me..?” changbin's head spins in your direction, his features softening as his eyes rest upon your worried expressions. a few tears fall down your cheeks, taking you both by surprise.

“hey.” changbin says softly, “why are you crying darling?” the pad of his thumb swipes across your cheek, collecting the tears.

“i don't, i don't know. did i overstep? i should have asked you first, gone shopping with you instead of doing it all behind your back.” you choke out, chest slightly heaving. “please don't hate me. i'm sorry.”

changbin hushes your sobs by pressing his lips against your gently. you whimper softly, clinging onto his t-shirt as you move your lips with his, feeling them mold and move together in perfect harmony.

changbin rakes his fingers through your hair slowly before stroking your cheeks, stroking away the stray tears.

“i could never, ever hate you yn. i love and adore you so much.”

“but–” you choke out, hiccuping your words only for them to be silenced once again with the feeling of changbin's soft lips.

“shh. i don't hate you nor am i mad. there isn't anyone else in this world that i'd trust more than you to do this to me, for me.” you sniffle, wiping away your tears as your worries and anxiety get washed away in an instant.

“are you sure?” changbin nods. “a thousand percent?”

“a million percent. now–” changbin turns his attention back to the box, picking up your hand written notes “what do i need to do?” 

you explain to changbin what needs to be done, his full attention on you as he listens carefully to what you've researched on the internet. whilst listening, his cheeks hold a nice, pink colour. thoughts swimming through his mind as he becomes excited with nerves and anticipation.

“i bought you a starter set. so this–” you say, taking out the smallest butt plug. “is the smallest. we just have to train you and get you used to it before we go onto the bigger stuff.” 

“o-ok.” changbin whispers. you tilt your head to the side, feeling and noticing some tension from your bun.

“hey.” you put the plug down to hold his hands gently in yours “are you ok bub? we don't have to do this right now. we can do it some other time, when you're ready.” 

“it's not that i'm not ready…” 

“then what is it bun?”

“i'm just, nervous. i've thought of this so many times, watched so many porn videos related to this and i'm finally getting to do it with the person i love. i'm excited as fuck but also so nervous.” 

“that's good bun! i promise, i will take good care of you.” you softly speak, brushing your thumb across his flush cheeks. he hums softly, eyes fluttering shut as he leans into your touch.

“yn..”

“mhm?” you watch his eyes slowly flutter open, tongue darting out to lick his dry lips.

“can we.. yknow..” he shuffles on the spot awkwardly and shyly, fingers twiddling and picking at his hoodie sleeves.

“tell me baby. tell me what's on your mind.” you place your hand on top of his in an attempt to soothe his worries.

“can we start now? like.. training and stuff..” his voice trails off until it's nothing but a soft and gentle squeak. you smile softly, nodding before planting your lips on his in a soft and soothing peck on the lips.

“are you sure you want to do this now?” 

“yes.” changbin says with the utmost confidence. “i trust you.” 

your heart swells at his words and the fact that he is trusting of you to do something like this. you hold his hand gently as you explain what needs to be done, explaining the preparation in order to make this a pleasurable experience for him. all the while, he listens carefully, soaking up all the information as his brows furrow together in concentration.

“and don't worry if you don't feel prepared enough in the shower, i can do that for you as well.”

“ok so that's all i have to do?” you nod, humming.

“yup. i can do the rest if needed. i think i bought everything for it. at least, i hope so.”

“then, i will go shower and yeah..” changbin flushes pink, rising to his feet. you watch, watch as he turns his back to you and rush off to the bathroom, locking the door. you giggle to yourself, changbin's demeanour screaming shy and awkward but that's to be expected.

you hear the shower turning on, giving you cue to set everything out on the bed. you grab a few hand towels and t-shirts, things you don't mind getting dirty because they need washing anyways.

you lay the towels on the bed, grabbing the smallest butt plug and lube. you place them on the bedside table, reading your notes over and over again as you nervously wait for your lover.

moments later, he returns. a towel around his lower half, body glistening with water as water drips from the tips of his curls. his cheeks are red, either from how warm the shower was or the fact that he is currently feeling shy and embarrassed. 

he slowly walks to you, glancing at the layout you've set. you look up at him, giving him a warm and gentle smile to hopefully soothe his nerves before patting the mattress beside you as an indication for him to sit; which he does.

“are you sure, bun?” you ask for the nth time. he looks at you, nodding his head slowly as he chews his bottom lip.

“i'm sure. just.. nervous, that's all.” he shakily laughs. you hum, lacing your fingers with his.

“i understand bun. we take it slow, yeah? don't be afraid to be vocal. tell me how you feel, what feels good and what doesn't feel good. if it hurts, tell me. if you're uncomfortable, tell me. don't be afraid to use your safe word.” changbin nods slowly, loving how considerate and caring you sound.

“speaking of safe words, do you remember yours?” 

“bunny. your nickname for me.” 

“good. don't be afraid to also use the traffic lights system. get used to me asking for your colour, ok?” 

“ok.” he swallows, “yn. are you nervous too?” you chuckle softly, changbin has clearly noticed your clammy hands and the way you're trying to hide the nervousness in your voice.

“i am. i'm very nervous bun.” 

“why?” he asks, looking at you with his bright and beady eyes.

“because all this is new to me too baby. i may have spent hours and hours researching and buying the things for it but that's different from actually doing it.” 

changbin hums in acknowledgement, stroking your hand with his thumb as a way of soothing you. you smile sweetly at him, leaning in and pressing your lips against his gently. his eyes flutter shut, lips pressing against yours and copying the movements.

he shuffles onto your lap, legs either side and hands holding your shoulders gently. the towel around his waist threatens to slip and slide off. you hold onto his soft waist, caressing the skin before lightly trailing your fingertips up and down his sides causing changbin to shiver and whimper softly.

“yn..” he whispers against your lips. you hum, fingertips brushing over his hard nipples. you feather kisses down his jaw to his neck, gently nipping and sucking at his tender skin whilst your fingers roll and pinch his nipples.

his bottom lip caught between his teeth to stifle the moans that are threatening to escape from his lips. you gently tug, rolling the sensitive bud between thumb and finger.

you kiss his lips sweetly before trailing your lips down his chest. you look up at your lover through your lashes as you trail your lips to his nipple to gently blow on it as a way to ‘test the waters’ 

he shivers, a soft moan escapes from his chest as his eyes flutter close–the desired outcome for you.

you gently suck on his hard nipple, making sure to give the opposite one just as much attention with your fingers. every time you tugged his nipple with your teeth, you did the same to the opposite with your fingers.

by now, an obvious tent has formed, causing the towel to rise up a little bit. changbin is flush, his skin feeling hot and hair frizzy and fluffy due to the humidity and letting it air dry. his fingertips are sinking into your shoulder blades as a way to anchor himself down.

he moans your name like a mantra, his voice soft and breathless. you continue your assault to his nipples, changbin rocking his hips back and forth onto you. you pull away slowly, licking your lips as changbin's eyes flutter open to meet a flustered looking you.

“colour?” you softly ask.

“green.” you nod, taking the towel from around his waist and throwing it on the bedroom floor. you scan his face for any signs of discomfort and when you see nothing but pleasure, want and need, you continue.

you slide your hands down his back slowly to cup his perky butt cheeks. he lets out a soft and shy giggle, his cheeks turning red as you massage and squeeze the plush, yet squishy and soft flesh.

“colour?” you whisper against his lips, fingers trailing to his hole. changbin swallows, eyes closing as he feels your fingers slowly circle around the rim of his asshole. 

“g-green.” you kiss his lips sweetly as you tease him. he bucks his hips, desperate for something. whether it'd be the friction on his cock or the feel of your fingers filling him up; he's aching for you.

you briefly pull away to grab the lube. changbin shuffles off your lap to rest his back and head on the mattress. he spreads his legs for you whilst you lube up two fingers, squeezing a bit extra to smear around his hole.

you smear the cold liquid around his hole, changbin letting out softly whimpers as goose bumps rise to the surface of his skin.

“cold.” he giggles. 

“sorry bun.” he gives a hum and a shake of his head, dismissing the apology. he bites his lip gently as he feels one of your fingers slowly push inside his hole. you give him a hum of satisfaction, noticing how well prepared he feels.

“you did as i instructed?” changbin nods his head, cheeks turning a beet red.

“yes..”

“you did a very good job, binnie. i can feel that!” you say, pushing further until you're at the first knuckle. changbin lets out a shaky breathe, his body slowly becoming overwhelmed by this new and foreign feeling.

“you're doing so well, binnie.” you praise softly. he gives you soft whimpers, eyes doe like and staring at you. you chuckle softly, leaning down and kissing his lips sweetly.

during the kiss, you slowly move your finger in and out, testing the waters. nothing but shaky breathes and groans leaves changbin's lips. you only continue further, adding more and more when he whispers “please. need so much more.”

at this point, changbin is a little out of it. his chest and soft tummy heaving up and down to match his laboured panting. his bottom lip plump and red from chewing it too many times. his body feels strange but good at the same time. he's dreamt and thought of this so many times–possibly too many times and it's finally coming true.

“i'm adding in another finger bun. remember, be vocal and tell me if it's too much.” changbin nods, eyes squeezing shut as he feels a second finger slowly insert inside him. you added more lube to make the process a bit easier. changbin involuntarily clenches around your fingers, making you chuckle and him to flush an embarrassing shade of red.

you begin to move your fingers slowly, scissoring him out occasionally. you watch him carefully for any signs of discomfort only to be met with breathy pants, rosy cheeks and sweat coated skin. his eyes flutter open, silently begging you for more–so you give him just that.

you pump your fingers at a reasonable pace. you watch his back arch and hands scrambling for something to hold onto, for his hands to be met with your bicep. he clings onto you for dear life, squeezing your muscle tightly as he moans softly.

the slit of his penis seeps pre cum, the head glistening under the faint light. his cock is painfully hard, standing proud and angry at the tip. he slowly trails a hand down his soft tummy to wrap his fist around his aching cock. he slowly pumps himself in time with your fingers, his toes curling against the sheets.

“g-good.. yn.. don't stop, please.” he whimpers, begging you. you kiss his sweaty forehead gently.

“do you feel good bun?” you ask sweetly. changbin nods his head fast, so fast he makes himself dizzy. you continue to massage his walls, his rim squeezing around your digits. you slowly push more of your fingers inside, the tips brushing against his prostate.

his eyes widen at the sudden feeling. an alien feeling coursing through his veins. it's not a bad feeling else he would have told you to stop, but in fact, it's a feeling of electricity rushing and pumping through his veins, tingling at the tips of his fingers and toes. it causes his hair to stand up on his arms, the pit of his stomach to flutter and his thighs to uncontrollably shake–no matter how hard he tries to stop them.

“found it.” you giggle. the words are lodged in changbin's throat as he opens and closes his mouth. with each nudge and rub, his mind slowly clouds over and becomes numb with nothing but pleasure.

“i'm so proud of you bun.” you praise, noticing how his hand has picked up in speed from the corner of your eye. he desperately fucks himself into his fist, desperately chasing his high. his thighs and butt cheeks tense, his soft tummy dipping as his body becomes overwhelmed.

“c-cant. want to cum.” he chokes out, throat dry 

“then cum, darling.”  his eyes squeeze shut, the corners of his eyes crinkling as he bites down on his bottom lip. he bites hard, hard enough to draw some blood as he body shakes and spasms from his orgasm. his body fluid lands on his stomach, the rim of his ass clenching around your fingers with each shot of his cum.

slowly pulling your fingers out of his puckered hole, you lean down to soothe changbin and bring him back down to you. he lets out soft sobs and whimpers, his mind too hazy and gone.

“sh sh bun. focus on me, focus on my voice.” you gently run your fingers through his sweaty lock of curls, changbin looking at you with doe and hazy eyes as he sobs. you plant kisses on his face. his lips, tip of his nose, cheeks, eyes, bridge of his nose–anywhere you see fit, you kissed.

“y-yn.” he shakily chokes out. you smile softly at him, kissing his lips sweetly.

“hello bub.” he gives you a weak laugh. you kiss his forehead gently, ignoring the sweat that coats your lips. changbin lets out heavy breaths, his body feeling heavy but at the same time, high and buzzing off the adrenaline he's feeling.

“shall we stop here, baby?” 

“no. i want to continue.” 

“are you sure? i don't want you to tire yourself out. if you're feeling tired bun, we can always do it tomorrow.”

“i know.” changbin lifts himself up, using his elbows and forearms to support his weight from behind, “but i want to. i feel fine, i promise.” 

the smile he gives you is reassurance. in this moment, your significant other is glowing. your heart bursting and stomach fluttering as you fall in love with him all over again. you feel heat rise to your cheeks and a sudden burst of energy and excitement bubbling in your stomach, threatening to escape from your throat.

“yn? are you ok?”

“yeah.. yeah! i'm fine just admiring how beautiful you look right now.” 

“oh hush. i probably look as gross as i feel.” he mumbles. you cup his cheeks in your hands, pressing your lips against his in a sweet and love filled kiss. he instantly melts in the palm of your hands, his energy depleting as he allows himself to get lost in the kiss.

“you're the most beautiful, most gorgeous person ever, changbin. everytime i look at you, i fall in love with you all over again.”

“i–” changbin flushes red, heart bursting and thumping hard against his rib cage. “thank you.” he whispers. you giggle, kissing his cheek gently before lubing up the butt plug.

“ready?”

“ready.”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

changbin and you did anal training for days, weeks. at first, he was still getting us to the foreign feeling of having something in his ass, but the more time that went on, the more he enjoyed it–more than he'd like to admit.

of course, you started small, beginner size before moving your way up to the bigger and thicker sizes. you and changbin trained almost every night, sometimes during the day too. some days, it'd be right as you'd wake up. you'd see a flush and hard changbin staring down at you, plug in hand as he'd whimper and beg to be filled by you.

during the days, when he would be incredibly busy, he'd send you some nudes. your favourite being of him posing in the mirror, his cheeks spread giving you a clear view of the plug (if he was wearing one) else it'd be his fingers nestled deep within himself.

he dared to wear a plug during the day, but not for long in case of injury. he enjoyed it, a lot. the feeling of knowing what he was doing, what he was wearing made him anxious and nervous. what if everyone else could tell what he was doing? what if he got spotted? he was thriving off the thrill, the adrenaline.

before all of this started, changbin never considered himself to be a switch or a sub. he vowed to himself that he was a dom and a dom only because there was something about feeling in control that he enjoyed so much. however, seeing you behave in the way you have been, treating him with the utmost respect and care, like he is a delicate rose, made him realize that he likes to be taken care of much more. 

something inside you both changed since the training. it's sparked something, making your sex life feel more worth it and special. the fact that changbin is putting all his trust in the palm of your hands, fills you up with so much excitement that you're buzzing. seeing your lover walk through the door, flush skin and doe eyes as he trails himself to you whilst begging for you, shakes you to your core.

you want to play with him just that little bit more. the sadistic side of you wants to torment him, leave him high and dry. you want to hear him beg for you to touch him, to relieve him of his ache. you want to hear him sob as tears fall down his pretty face; but not yet. you know it's far too soon for that. you're aware that changbin is still getting used to being a sub as are you being a dom.

you love being penetrated by changbin. you love feeling him inside and watching his brows furrow together as he fucks you slow and deep. you love knowing that he is losing all composure because of your warmth, your sounds and the way you smell and taste; however, since training, you've found yourself to enjoy giving more than receiving.

“i think–” changbin pants, breathe fanning against your lips, “i think i'm ready.” you pull away slightly from your naked lover, changbin staring at you as he bites his lip gently.

“are you sure?” changbin hums as he nods his head.

“positive.” you give him a warm and gentle smile before moving off the bed to grab the thing you've both been preparing yourselves for for months–the strap-on.

you walk to your lover as he watches you with his beady eyes. he shuffles on to his knees, sitting back on his feet as if he's awaiting your instruction.

“i know i keep asking baby, but, are you sure sure?”

“i've never been so sure about something in my life, yn. i trust you and wouldn't want to do this with anyone else but you.” his voice is soft and sincere as his eyes hold nothing but love and trust for you. you feel heat rush up your neck to your cheeks, butterflies becoming resident in your stomach as they flutter around.

“gosh i love you.” you mumble as you put on and prepare the strap-on. 

“i love you too.” you shuffle onto the bed to rest against the headboard. changbin watches you, feeling unsure on what to do. he wants to do something, he has that urge, that tingle in his fingers–but he's too scared and embarrassed to initiate anything.

“how would you like to do it, bun?” 

“i want to–” he mumbles, playing with his fingers as his cheeks flush pink, “i want to ride you.” 

“of course baby! anything to make you feel comfortable. but there's one thing you have to do first.” 

changbin swallows before shifting to lie on his back. he parts his legs, giving you full view of his plug that's nestled in his ass. he trails one hand down his chest and soft tummy until he feels the material of the plug and the big pink heart gem that's decorating the end.

“pretty.” you mumble, admiring how the pink gem finishes off the look. changbin gives you a whimper as he slowly pulls the plug out from his hole.

“fuck..” he whispers. he shivers as the plug is removed from him, throwing it on the bed. you clench your jaw as you watch his hole contract and glisten from the lube. 

“you've gotten so good at this now, bun. i'm so proud of you.” you coo. changbin whines softly as he shuffles onto your lap, legs either side as he hovers over the strap-on.

“i couldn't have done it without you, yn.”

“no?” you ask, reaching for the bottle of lube. you squirt some onto two fingers, reaching behind your lover to circle the rim of his puckered hole.

“n-no.” he shakily whispers. you let out a simple hum before pushing two fingers inside with ease. changbin lets out a shakily breath, feeling himself clench around your digits as you pump them. you caress his walls, fingertips brushing against his prostate.

his forehead makes contact with your shoulder as he pants heavily. he can see nothing but stars, his body slowly becoming consumed with pleasure as you continue on with the assault to his prostate. you kiss his cheek gently as you continue to tell him how well he is doing, changbin giving you short, laboured pants as he shivers and grips onto you.

“yn.. please.. i don't–i don't need to be stretched out.” 

“don't underestimate it baby. we have to be sure.” 

“o-ok but please.. hurry.” he begs. you give him a small chuckle, fingers caressing and scissoring his hole. changbin gives you a series of long moans and groans, his eyes fluttering shut as he basks in the pleasure.

“ok.” you say as you slowly pull your fingers out of him. his hole clenches around nothing, dissatisfied from the sudden empty feeling. “i think you're ready.”

you grab the lube, squirting some on the palm of your hand before coating the strap-on. changbin watches you, his heart rate picking up in speed because now is the time. he's dreamt of this for so long, prepared himself for weeks for this final moment.

“ready whenever you are baby. remember to take it slow and steady. don't rush, remember what we've been talking about.” changbin nods slowly before reaching behind him. he keeps one hand on your shoulder to steady himself as he grips onto the base of the strap-on. you hold him gently, watching his every movement as if you're ready to pounce on him if you see any signs of discomfort.

he guides the strap-on to his hole, gently nudging it with the tip and occasionally rubbing his hole to smear lube around. he takes a deep breath in before slowly lowering himself down on it. all the while, you stroke his waist, praising him as he slowly sinks down.

he's hole engulfs the strap-on, stretching his hole even more. he didn't think that could be possible with all the anal training however, you were correct–never underestimate.

“s-shit.” changbin shakily whispers out, his fingertips sinking into your shoulder blade, his cock angry and hard.

“are you ok baby??” you ask, worry lacing your voice as you notice changbin's brows furrowing together and eyes fluttering close.

“more than ok.” he groans, allowing himself to sink down further to stop half way. “i feel so… full.”

“do you feel good, binnie?”

“fuck.. yes…” 

“move when you wa–” your sentence cuts short, cheeks flushing red as changbin wastes no time in bouncing on you. you swallow thickly, watching your lover embrace and indulge in his pleasure and high. he uses his thighs to help himself bounce faster, loud moans escaping past his lips on their own.

“pretty…” you whisper. you scan his face, hair and mainly his body. you take in how perky and pink his nipples look, how his cock bounces in time with his own bouncing. his curls match the movements as the tips slowly become soaked with sweat and stick to his forehead. 

“yn.. yn.. good, so good!” his eyes flutter open, doe eyes staring back at you. his cheeks a beautiful pink colour as his bottom lip is plump from the kissing and biting.

“c'mer.” you groan, pulling changbin to you by the back of his head. your lips clash and collide together. a sloppy yet coordinated kiss that's mixed with breathy pants and saliva. you tangle your fingers in his curls, gently tugging at the roots as changbin dares to lower himself further down onto the strap-on. 

he lets out a sudden shriek, pleasure overrunning his mind and taking over. the tip of the toy has successfully brushed against his prostate causing him to do nothing but whimper and give you breathy moans.

his thighs burn from having to constantly tense up. his movements become slow and sloppy. he looks at you, his features begging you to take over–so you do.

you hold onto his lower back as you gently lower him down onto the sheets. you situate yourself between his legs, slowly thrusting inside him. you only pick up the pace when you see changbin's head flop side to side, lips parting as he allows his moans to free fall past his lips.

“love you. i love you so much.” he whimpers, fingers wrapping around his length. he pumps himself in time with your movements, his thighs shaking and fist bundling the sheets.

“i love you too, bun. you're doing so well for me. you're so beautiful, so special to me.” you coo, reaching down and letting your fingertips brush against his sensitive nipples. he whimpers as he watches you stroke, tug and roll his nipples between your thumb and finger. 

“my pretty baby.” changbin swipes his thumb over his soaked tip, oversensitivity causing him to shiver and whine. the pit of his stomach is hot and tight, his orgasm fast approaching; much faster than usual.

“i might.. i think…” he shakily pants out. you give him a nod and a loving smile.

“it's ok bun. you can cum.” with a final tug of his cock and a brush of his prostate, his orgasm hits him. his cum shoots out onto his stomach, his desperate whines fill the bedroom as he lazily tugs his penis to ride out his high. you slow down in your movements to help him ride it out as well as come back down from his high. all the while, you continue to praise him, to speak to him so he knows that you're there and that he should come back to you.

his arms and legs flop onto the bed, exhaustion talking over. you pull out of him slowly, taking off the strap-on and placing it to the side to clean later. you lay beside changbin to kiss his cheek gently.

“what about you?” he asks, moving his head to the side to look at you. you blink a few times, confused as to what he is saying.

“what do you mean, bun?”

“well, you haven't.. yknow.”

“oh! i'm fine binnie.” you smile. “its about you, not me.”

“i know but i want to make you feel good too.” he says with a pout, lifting himself up to sit upright. you follow suit, stroking his sweat coated hair.

“you do make me feel good bunny. seeing and hearing you feel so good because of me is enough to make me feel high. knowing that you love and trust me enough to do something like this is magical, changbin. you don't have to worry about me, i promise. plus, there will be plenty of times for you to please me, i'm sure of it.” 

“mhm, ok yn. if you're sure though.”

“a hundred percent, my love.” you kiss his cheek sweetly before shuffling off the bed. you hold your hand out to him to which he takes. you walk to the bedroom together, putting on the shower and stepping inside.

you take turns to wash each others hair and body. it would have taken a few minutes but with you both continually kissing and hugging one another, it took around an hour to get cleaned up and dressed. changbin couldn't keep his hands or lips off you, your heart swelling once again with love from how clingy your lover has become.

he clings to you as you both walk to the living area. changbin sits on the sofa as you turn on the TV. you spin on your heels to walk to the kitchen to prepare food for you both; only to be stopped by a pouty changbin who is currently whining and going grabby hands at you.

“but food?”

“order? i want cuddles first.” he says, giving you his best puppy dog eyes. you melt on the spot, laughing softly as you walk to him. his eyes and face instantly light up as you sit next to him. he immediately rests his head on your lap as you take the sofa blanket and drape it over him.

“thank you.” changbin whispers. you look down at him as you twist his hair around your finger slowly.

“what for baby?” 

“for today. for this. for helping me in all of this. i couldnt have done with with a better person than you. i felt safe.”

“you did?” your heart leaping out off your chest, those butterflies fluttering erratically in your stomach.

“mhm.” changbin nods. “i always feel safe with you yn. you are my home after all.”

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[okkottsus]

I love reading your analysis of Nagireo!

One thing I was wondering, what do you think of Nagi (foreshadowed) future slump?

I feel like things will get dire for him, and I can't help but wonder how Reo would react.

Nagi feels very... emotionally immature and while Reo can be very fiery and we saw how emotional he can get, he's the one that feels more in touch with his own emotions and has better life experience.

For better or worse, being away from Reo forced Nagi to confront his own feelings more.

I wonder if Reo won't realize they got back together too early and leave him (this time maybe more amicably? Or maybe force himself to leave him) for his own sake.

Ego's dialog feels very ominous... they were very happy in that moment but there is a very sense of "now what?".

thank u so much, i feel like i never express myself well enough esp with characters and relationships im passionate abt so that means a lot 🥺

yeah i get what u mean about nagi's emotional immaturity...in the latest match, when isagi asked him how he was able to make his best play yet a reality, nagi  didnt really understand what had happened. he only wanted to beat isagi, that has been his first goal, the first step to achieve the bigger dream he shares with reo. 

and while he himself couldnt see that, reo was the first to notice despite everything that happened between them, so he created a chance for him to have a 1v1 with isagi. 

the problem is that, as isagi points out later, if u dont understand how u made something happen, you probably wont be able to be consistent and replicate it (this has been a recurring theme of blk since the start of the manga):

a goal that u only made happen because u had the person who knows u the best and is your closest friend give you exactly what you need in the moment, has little value in the grand scheme of things. Without a clear goal and reo’s help, nagi wouldnt have been able to do something like that. 

So the next step he should be taking is working on his weapons, instead of relying on the perfect opportunities reo can provide him with.

maybe its time for nagi to try and catch up to reo, and not only in terms of play-making 

but also in terms of self awareness 

i also love the fact that while reo can seem completely selfless when he declares this, he is also completely selfish, cause at the end of the day hes doing this for his dream, for himself. he loves playing with nagi and making him score goals, but his hard work which got him to where he is now doesnt rely on nagi being there, he hasnt abandoned himself in favor of nagi. 

BUT he still seems to always choose nagi over anyone when they are playing together and even though my shipping heart is tempted, i think thats not a good thing at all... cause their cooperation may be top class, but it also makes them predictable after a while. 

reo has learnt to play without nagi, but he needs to learn how play with nagi without forgetting everyone else on his team. 

so the way i see it, reo has made more significant progress than nagi, but he still needs to work on seeing the bigger picture when nagi is by his side.

nagi on the other hand has even more things he needs to work on. he shouldnt feel reassured bc of that one (miracle) goal or bc he managed to beat isagi once. if he ended up satisfied with just that, then he wouldnt belong in the world of professional players

Ego is right when he said that confidence and delusion are 2 different things. Nagi needs the power that will enable him to fight alone in any situation and to obtain that power, he has to confront his feelings, his weapons and his shortcomings. and that demands soul searching, practice and a lot of thinking, all things i bet nagi thinks are a pain pftt.

but i want to be optimistic and think of this as another challenge he (actually, both of them) will have to conquer. im very conflicted though, cause the way i see it, what reo needs to work on now requires them to be on the same team, while what nagi needs to work on requires alone time.

in conclusion, things may have worked out between them in terms of understanding each other, but im hoping they start understanding themselves more; acknowledging their weaknesses and taking the necessary measures to overcome them. 

i do think that reo the way he is now is more likely to realise what needs to be done than nagi, whose issues are the most urgent in my opinion. so i can def see them going their separate ways for a while again, whether its reo making that decision, or nagi, or both of them together (with the latter being the ideal for me).

#blue lock #blue lock spoilers #nagireo #reonagi #its kinda ironic that reo proved nagi needs him but he now has to realise thats not actually a good thing for him #nagi: im the best player in the world // ego: u're actually shit u delusional brat #hes not wrong im afraid

[drdemonprince]

Can you talk more about the "doing harm" thing or share some reads you like about it? Everyone seems to have a different definition and I struggle with the difference of what's offensive to an individual vs harmful to a community

My sense of this is something that I have developed over the course of years, based on reading fairly widely about systemic oppression, boundary setting, activist organizing, and interpersonal dynamics. And for me it never stops developing as I continue to reflect more and see how various takes on the topic play out in various communities.

I don't have any specific resources to recommend that spell out how to develop that sense per se, because that all comes down to personal discernment, but I would encourage people to read authors whose analysis of systemic oppression is firmly rooted in anti-capitalism and abolitionism. If someone's perspective on social justice is not rooted in collective liberatory work, then it's just using identity as a means of selling a personal brand a lot of the time.

Writers that i've gotten a lot from include: bell hooks, Angela Davis, Rabbi Ruti Reagan, Aubrey Gordon, Emma Dabiri, Captain Awkward, Koa Beck, and Julia Serano. Some of these writers are more explicitly political than others, but even the ones who are more focused on social norms and boundaries (like Captain Awkward and Ruti Reagan) take a focus that is pretty targeted and practical.

Ultimately, you are gonna disagree with people sometimes about what is harmful. For example, I do not think thought crimes or emotion crimes are a thing. I don't even really think taste or media consumption crimes are a thing. My sister is eagerly playing the new harry potter game right this very moment and I fully do not give a shit. I would rather that she find a way to pirate it so that she wasn't compensating JKR by playing it, enriching JKR is undeniably harmful, but I have zero interest in convincing her not to like a media property, because in her personal conduct she is the only stalwart advocate I have in my family, and I've seen the positive impact that she has on the queer kids at the high school where she works.

my sister's real-life impact on the world matters to me a lot more than her liking this stupid ass game, enough for me to not choose this particular battle. I don't think fighting with her about it would bring any good into the world. In fact, it would drive us apart and make my life, her life, and our mother's life significantly worse. I could understand why people would disagree with me or handle their own affairs differently.

I think broadly speaking most of the social justice oriented internet has wildly lost any reasonable sense of scale or priority as well as tactics on a variety of matters, so we wind up creating tensions within our communities over smaller or symbolic forms of harm even when that makes it more difficult for us to tackle more significant sources of harm in a shared way. my sister cares about trans people, she fights for abortion rights, she's anti cop enough to have persuaded someone close to her not to go to the police academy, and she also is a potter enjoying disney adult. i love her to pieces and im so glad she is alive and i know she's a net positive on this earth. i dont think me haranguing her over her media habits leads to her having a better impact on this earth, and i know it would fuck my life up.

that said, i can't determine what is harmful (or on what scale it is harmful) for anybody else. many people would be very reasonably torn up over their beloved trans friendly sibling still being interested in playing the mega terf antisemitism game. that's all real, and that game and the person who birthed its IP are truly terrible. but i tend to see even the problem of harry potter's success as being a systemic one not an individual choice driven one, so. in this case it's one i let go of.

[urfavtwat]

so I have a friend who ghosted me twice and I know the easy answer to this is cut them off … yes but it’s not as easy because we did communicate and it just sucks that I had to find out she got engaged through rumors and we saw each other a few times then she ghosted bc she called off her own wedding so I gave her the spce she needed but you know it’s been two years she been dragging this same excuse instead of asking for help I offered but still she insisted that she suppress it anyways fast forward I find out she gets married through social media . I just want to know if I’m on the wrong for reacting and being frustrating with her . We spoke even before and she failed to update me and now that I confronted she keeps justifying her ghosting by say life happens it’s about practicality also the fact that everyone has a reason that’s not known to one another just to justify her not communicating with me and ghosting . What can I say to her ! Any thoughts and I just want to know if I’m

So, I’m going to make multiple points here and look at some of these points from a variety of angles but i will just say before anything as a disclaimer I’m seeing it as one guy with very little context. All things like this are entirely case by case and you would know this person better than me so anything i say just take with a pinch of salt.

I think whats best to really consider is a) the reason she ghosted you particularly. Was it you amongst many others or was it you because of a significance you play in complicating their emotions etc. b) how close you were.

The simple answer aside from cutting this person off is as an outsider looking in it doesn’t really look like she owes you anything. Whilst i risk sounding blunt saying this I’m a firm believer in the fact no one is owed or should expect anything. It’s decency to get an explanation and i would hope you would get one. I have been ghosted by people very close to my heart and the one thing that hurt was the lack of explanation, i just wake up and bam I’m blocked. But whilst its nice to get one by no means would anyone have to nor would they have to ask you for help.

Now context is paramount as if you are being blocked along with 50 people then that would suggest she just wants to be alone and maybe doesnt want to have to tell the whole world updates on her life. Getting married is a massive commitment which im sure is exhausting enough so maybe thinking to explain it to people you dont have to isnt the most appealing as it probably gets to a point where it becomes exhausting going through the motions of telling someone again.

By contrast again contextually dependant maybe she is blocking you specifically because you play that role in complicating emotions.

Additionally how did you approach the subject when you knew? If this person is struggling to stay afloat did you go to them with support and excitement of their news or did you immediately go with hostility and confront them? As if this was the case it could play support to why she struggles to communicate with you. These things go both ways and its definitely worth looking back on how you acted to see if you were the most approachable version of yourself.

Alternatively maybe you were approachable and understanding and supportive and maybe the reality of all this is that you deserve better and people who treat you to the same high regard in which you treat them.

Ive been in your position and i truly do understand how you feel and what i have discussed above is things i found years later when reflecting on the way i acted and by no means is intended to be intentionally challenging.

To summarise, people don’t owe you shit, know your worth, however if you truly feel mistreated as hard as it is and i know it is, it might be time to throw in the towel on this one.

I hope this had helped and provided some insight as an outsider looking in and i hope its maybe provided a new perspective to become either more understanding or to clarify emotions you already felt. I wish you all the best.

#anon #ask #an absolute novel sorry readers

[omori-headspace]

i dont think ill ever be normal about the bite of 83. and all the other incidents. in fact, im not nromal abt tje human fnaf characters

rant below

like its in pixel style and no blood and also not expanded upon ingame and it makes me SO MAD

Its like evan/cc doesnt have any significance in the fnaf lore other than being a guinea pig and also changing up play styles in the mainline games. plus the very quick bite of 83 and vague lore drops just makes it seem like scott wanted to get it out of the way idkkk

its why i love fics where the afton siblings are happy or the incidents are expanded upon. like i wanna know how the aftons dealt with grief. i wanna know what happened after the bite.

in fact BOTH bites are just.. mentioned. sure the bite of 83 is shown albeit very pg friendly, but we almost know NOTHING abt the bite of 87. WE DONT EVEN KNOW WHO THE CULPRIT IS (though i am a mangle believer)

got a little sidetracked but i just wanna see the humans of the fnaf world dealing with grief. i am Tired of them just acting like alllll this stuff is normal. two bites, six murders, multiple restaurant fires, but NO ONE CARES ??? like they mention it like its a topic to talk about while eating lunch

the least we get EMOTION from human characters is like in security breach, especially the endings.

it just kinda feels like the feelings and traumas of most human characters are pushed under the rug for lore purposes and im TIRED OF ITTT

#comet yells #fnaf #five nights at freddys #five nights at freddy's

[utilitycaster]

Mechanics question! I'm playing Curse of Strahd as a Divine Soul Sorcerer with a first level dip into Order Cleric. I've played every other full caster pretty extensively, but I wanted to try a sorcerer for the first time this campaign. We've gone from levels 1-4, and I'm having fun with the build and character, but I'm definitely feeling squeezed by the scant amount of spells I can take. I've focused on being a defense/support caster in heavy armor (Spells like Healing Word, Prot. from evil and good, Bless, Calm Emotions, and I recently picked up Levitate to use mostly out of combat. Metamagic is Twinned and Extended spell)

My question is, do you think I should go ASI or take a feat that gives me more versatility next level? At session 0 we rolled for stats, then entered the numbers into a pool of sorts and then did a snake draft to pick them. After modifiers I ended up with 16's in cha and wis, 11 in int, 15 in str, 6 in dex, and a 19 in con. My original plan was to take resilient con, but I'm less certain in the face of options like Shadow/Fey Touched even if they dont make much sense flavor-wise. My character was given a bloodwell vial early on, so I'm less worried about spell dcs and the like, especially since im typically buffing the party.

(In case it's helpful, the party consists of a yuan-ti eldritch knight, a devotion hexadin with fey touched, a hafling lore bard with one level of fiendlock, and a gloomstalker ranger with fey touched)

Thank you for reading this!

So once again my lack of Strahd knowledge might be hampering me here...but to be honest I still lean heavily towards ASI to charisma for the following reasons:

You are not the party tank but even if you were you'd have heavy armor and +4 to CON. As is, you're out here with that in a party with a fighter, a hexadin, and a ranger; I don't see the point in min-maxing that since you're not terribly squishy. Also, if you're a base sorcerer who dipped into cleric, resilient is actively a bad call as you already have CON save proficiency which is the most significant benefit of that feat.

Two people already have fey-touched and technically, while it's true you don't get a ton of spells, Misty Step is already available to you and I don't know how useful an extra divination or enchantment spell will be. Invisibility is pretty useful to be fair, but seriously limits what you can do in combat, and with your heavy armor and 6 DEX I suspect you are not doing the sneaking around. I mean you can cast it on the ranger but it may make sense for the bard to take invisibility and do that instead. I am not sure how useful necromancy spells will be here since so many creatures will have necrotic resistance, and illusion is limited in what it can do as well.

The thing about D&D is that it is neither horseshoes nor hand grenades. One point can make all the difference. It's great if you have a bloodwell vial...but if the enemy exactly meets your DC, or your attack misses by 1 in a crucial juncture, wouldn't you have wanted to have that little bit more of charisma? True, this will sound silly if you end up knocked unconscious in a scenario where the extra HP from another point in CON would have helped but I feel the former scenario is more likely to come up. And if your friend gets knocked out and an extra +1 from your divine soul-powered healing would have made the difference my point still stands.

To be honest, I think based on what little I do know of Ravenloft and Strahd, a second level in Cleric with turn undead might also be more useful than any of the above; this also gives you another cleric spell which frees up a bit of space for sorcerer spells. But this works just as well for a future level. I definitely feel you in that sorcerers don't get a ton of spells, but that is kind of the path you have chosen to walk by playing a sorcerer. Honestly, spamming radiant damage spells and healing is going to get you most of the way there, and that doesn't use up a ton of the spell list.

#answered #Anonymous #d&d mechanics

[thedawningofthehour]

Yea I forgot the story plays in like 2021, so I just wrote that Avatar comment bc man I love the second movie (I dont remember anything from the first), it‘s like 2am rn I am no night owl so I didnt use my brain much

ANYWAY, I am impressed the fam still believes they will get Donnie back bc I am losing hope lmaoo, also, interesting tidbit about the XXY chromosomes, will that be relevant in the future??

Honestly, the extension of the world of Avatar is smth really great about the second movie. Plot wise, I fear it might become repetitive if they dont think of smth for the next one. The emotions are 🤌🏼✨

Not really relevant to the plot, just something I thought of when I was looking up spiny softshell biology and trying to figure out how all that nonsense works.

Weirdly, Klinefelter's does actually seem to fit Donnie. I know they didn't, like, plan that, but it is funny that it happened with the turtle that had sex chromosomes before and therefore may have weird chromosome things going on already. (Splinter probably also has chromosome weirdness, but he was already past puberty and snipped, so his infertility didn't really matter)(they obviously have other chromosomes and there's other chromosomal issues that arise from mashing two completely different species together, but Draxum's ooze was made to minimize complications arising from that, and obviously the original Yokai who had significant genetic issues didn't pass them on) People with Klinefelter's are often taller with lower muscle strength, which fits his lankier build. They often have coordination and speech issues-check and check. It even fits my personal headcanons, with people with Klinefelter's being more likely to develop auto-immune disorders and having a low interest in sex. (Donnie's bi but he's got shit to do, he doesn't have time for that)

Also worth pointing out that it's not exactly Klinefelter's, because Donnie doesn't have two X chromosomes. He has the XY chromosomes from Splinter and a single Z chromosome from his turtle parents. The Z chromosome just occupies the space a second X chromosome would be and Leo confused it because it looked similar to an X chromosome. I have no idea how the whole 'chromosome mashing' thing works for Yokai overall, but while I can go ahead and say "mutants are allowed to have weird numbers of chromosomes that would normally result in severe health problems in humans because they're really not human anymore," it's a bit different for allosomes. In organisms that use sex chromosomes, aside from some organisms that use X0 or Z0 systems where the heterogametic sex just has the one, they all have two sex chromosomes. And there are issues if there's more than that.

There's some weirdness in the mutation process, some chromosomes get thrown out, some stay against their best interest, and sometimes the resulting mutant is a pile of tumors and meat. Draxum's ooze was modified to prevent most of the catastrophic consequences, but stuff still happens. I chose to say he has three sex chromosomes instead of four because trisomy disorders are generally pretty mild, while tetrasomies are usually much more severe and cause serious intellectual disabilities. Which doesn't fit Donnie.

(I don't mean any of this in a TERF bullshit way, I'm talking exclusively about what Donnie's got in his blood, he can be whatever gender he damn well likes)

#i don't even know if any of this made sense my back hurts and i'm putting off getting up to make food #i'm not even on my period i just sat wrong or something and now the back of my hip has hurt for like four days #doth asks

[iridescentides]

@ writers of all popular media: there are other ways to give your characters emotional depth besides killing their parents

#its fucking ridiculous #only like 5 percent of people lose a parent before age 15 #yet every young protagonist (and also lots of adult ones) has lost one or both parents and thats just lazy writing #they dont know how to play up emotional significance in any other way than the standard 'they wouldve WANTED me to to do (thing)!' #or '(random object) is special bc it belonged to THEM!' #like dude fuck off #not to get overly personal in the tags of a 3 note text post in the middle of the day but #i didnt even KNOW my mother bc i was so young when she died. and she wasnt very nice either #terrorized a lot of people in her life including her partners and kids #yet due to the influence of media written overwhelmingly by people who DIDNT lose parents as kids #i was conditioned to think every little thing about her had to be significant and sentimental. thus hindering my recovery process #the point here is that blood doesnt mean family and death doesnt mean immortalizing everything about the person #i find all of these plotlines highly unrelatable bc theyre not realistic #a character does not need to devote their life to following in their dead mothers footsteps. literally who fucking does that??? #ughhhhhhhhh #txt #waffle words of wisdom

[kittydcoxx]

Stay with Me.

KAEYA X READER.

Warnings: light angst/heartbreak but nothing bad (happy ending)

The tavern was as crowded as usual, and by that meaning almost completely baren for a rainy Wednesday afternoon. As you order a apple cider from Charles, the tavern door bell rings and you instinctively turn to check.

"Ah~ it is pouring out, I need a drink to combat the dissapointment of getting my fur cape wet."

Kaeya. Of course he wasnt the last person you'd expect to see open the tavern doors, he just wasnt much of a "afternoon delight" type drinker. Still, you stare as he tries to cooly swipe off the wet rain from his uniform as he walks towards the counter and takes a seat next to you.

"Well, well! Good afternoon y/n! What a suprise to see a beauty such as yourself here at this hour."

He raises an eyebrow and smirks as he turns to look straight ahead and run his fingers through his hair, not allowing time for you to respond before he has a drink in his hand.

"Afternoon Captain,"

You face him and smirk with the same intensity of flirty-ness as he just had.

"Of course you would be surprised to see me at this hour, you usually drink yourself to sleep before i order a evening drink."

You chuckle and look straight ahead and take a swig of your beverage, the confidence of your little witty come back replays as the cider burns your throat.

"Oh ho, well thats quite the attitude! I must ask, whats the purpose of this?"

"Hmm?"

"The occasion? I've never seen you drink three days in a row, I've been sober enough to pay attention to that."

The truth is, the last few days you've been at a bit of a crossroads. You know you and the Cavalry Captain share feelings, but you have a job offer in Natlan. This job is a dream to you, ever since you were a child. You could never dream of passing this opportunity, but you question if this possible romance could be the first significant one. You've been meaning to bring it up to him, but recently you just havent seen enough of him to bring up the subject. As a result, you turned to the more than occassional drink at the tavern to brighten your mood from the decision that faces you.

"Well then if you're interested, it actually... might concern you."

Your face is flushed red due to nerves, of course it doesnt directly concern him since nothing astronomical has occured in order to absolutely weigh your decision based on a man, but you didnt want to leave without warning.

"I see, well, we haven't..." His cheeks grow the slightest bit red as his eyes skip to look around then back at you.

"we haven't progressed to that yet, have we? I mean, you're not pregnant are you?"

"What?!" You're taken aback by the direct-ness of his statement, about the fact that he thought it could even have been a possibility. Was it confirming your suspicions of him returning feelings? "No, i- its not that! That is out of the question completely!" You yelp as you shake your hands as a frantic meaning of saying "Absolutely no way".

"Of course! of course.. i just figured i'd ask in case, but i guess drinking for a few days regularly isnt particularly healthy for a baby."

You roll your eyes and take another swig. Oh boy.

"It's actually more of an advice thing, i suppose."

"Ah~ well! lets discuss then, hm!" He happily takes a sip of his wine, his face surprisingly relieved.

"So? What do you need the great Master Kaeya's guidance on?" He smiles and giggles slightly.

"Actually, I'd like to take this outside."

"But its raining cats and-"

"Outside. please."

Your tone picks up more aggresively and he gets the memo. He takes one more sip of his beverage and you do the same with yours. You pay Charles and meet Kaeya right at the door.

"Get ready for the rain, sweetheart"

Your heart jumps as he grabs your wrist and swings open the door, pulling you with him down the street, stopping at a small archway behind a building, big enough to comfortably converse without being cramped or drenched.

"Now, where were we?"

"right.. well.." You look down and fidget with your thumbs, only to look back up at him and see him gazing into your eyes, examining your soul and what felt like your heart. Did he already know? It sure felt like it.

"I have a big decision to make, but i want to ask you before i come to a concrete decision."

He nods as a sign to continue talking, acknkowledging his position in helping you decide.

"I might have to move away. To natlan more specifically. I've recieved a dream~ job offer that i simply cant refuse, unless i was faced with new circumstances here in Mondstadt."

"Hm, And how do i play a role in this?" He asks as he folds his arms and leans back against the stone wall.

You explain to him his part, and he lets you talk until you are completely finished. you tell him your feelings, your worries, your doubts, and your hopes. Every single one that included him in the package. He looks at you sternly the whole time, but he looks hurt at the same time and you wonder why.

"Well, i honestly dont know what to say to this y/n. You know i cant leave Mondstadt if we were to persue eachother."

"I know."

"Then why bother telling me? Why not just leave, hm? Before damage could be done? before you told me all this, confirmed my hopes in our relationship but crushed it with the fact that you 'might' leave? You should have just spared me and left!"

He looks emotional and teary eyed, much more that you're used to seeing from a man who held such a cool composure 24/7. Have you hurt him that much? Does he hate you?

"I can always stay if you wan-"

"No. Its your dream job, and you shouldnt pass it off. I just cant promise that i'll wait for you."

He steps closer to you, inches from your face. His breath is warm and it contrasts with the cold rainy air. He slowly takes your hand and hold it in his, then lands a soft passionate kiss onto your lips. A few seconds of the kiss pass and he breaks for air and looks at you, making strong magnetic eye contact with you.

"Y/n, I can't wait for you."

"You dont have to. I can stay."

He runs his hands up your arms and grips firmly onto your shoulders and kisses you again, and when he pulls back he lets out a heavy sigh.

"There's no staying, just be safe. Please."

Your throat swells like a rock is stuck and your eyes burn hot along with your ears. You cant muster any words, you just stand there maintaining a sorrow eye contact for a few seconds.

As you both stare in silence, he slowly lets go of you, and as soon as his hands depart from yours, he turns and walks out and into the road. The further he walks and fades from your vision, the further you slide down the wall until your behind hits the wet floor as you curl up to your knees. Hard, Hot tears stream steadily down your cheeks as you hide your head in your knees, sobbing hard yet silently. Your heart aches and your stomach churns.

You want to run and look for him, grab him by the waist and embrace him in a hug from behind as you cry against his back, but he has already erased you from his plethora of memories as he sulks in his room with a drink. The night is weary and so are you. You walk home, replaying the scene in your mind over and over, and the instant you step into your home, you fall to your knees and sob once more.

You dont even close the door behind you. You cant do anything but cry, you had no idea you felt so strongly for Kaeya, but you had to put it all behind you.

He probably had.

What feels like an hour or two goes by and you barely made it to the couch, where you lay sprawled out, half on the couch and half not as you stare into empty space, thinking of nothing but everything at once. Why did his mood snap so quickly? Why did he cut you off? Was it self defense? What could he gain by pushing you away? You had no clue, but you didn't want to dwell on it and start crying again, so you just lay there trying to fall asleep.

Suddenly, a warm, slender hand grazes your back and rubs up and down softly.

"I'm sorry."

You jolt a little, but you dont get up immediately.

"How long have you been like this? Its almost night again y/n. Have you gotten up at all!? Your door was wide open, I was worried."

No response from you as you try to analyze the voice. It sounds like Kaeya, but you had remind yourself that he wanted nothing to do with you.

The man sighs and walks away. A hallucination for sure, you thought. The male comes back and lifts you by the shoulders. He sits on the couch and then lays your head onto his lap.

You look up and are met with blue eyes, one scarred and one as normal as you're used to seeing on him, though both glossy as if about to cry.

"Kaeya?"

"Mhm. Sit up Darling, you need to drink water."

You obey and sit close beside him, sipping the water he hands you with both hands on the glass like a child. He puts his arm around you and his hand on your head and gives you a soft yet quite long kiss on the head as you finish your water.

"Im sorry. We can work something out. I know that i shouldn't.. I can't push you away."

You dont fight his embrace as it gets firmer, and his body trembles slightly as if he is crying.

"Do you want me to stay?" you ask sheepishly.

"My dear, its up to you what you want. I'll follow you in whatever you decide. Im choosing to persue you, the rest is yours to seal."

"I want to stay." you state calmly.

"As you wish." He eyes your empty glass of water and gets up to pour you some more. When he comes back you sit against him again, and drink the glass empty, then put the glass on the coffee table and lay your head on his lap.  

"Sleepy?"

"Mhm.."

He chuckles and holds you as you fall asleep, giving you tender kisses all over your face. When you fall asleep, he carries you bridal style upstairs to your room and tucks you into your bed. For a moment he stands there and ponders leaving you to rest, but the guilt of the words he said yesterday and seeing your state today convinced him to stay at your side. He walks to the other side of the bed and crawls in beside you, wrapping his arms around your waist and gives you one more peck before falling asleep.

You wake up once in the middle of the night to use the restroom, and when you come back to your room you're awake enough to process the fact that Kaeya was indeed in your bed. You crawl up into where you were in the bed before but this time facing him. You run your fingers along his face, feeling every bone and inch of his smooth skin, his tan beauty enhanced by the glow of the moonlight that peeked in through the window across the room from the bed. Your run your fingers down his hair and admire how his hair falls down his body. You've only been this close to him once, but never had you touched him like this. Your face was red and your smile was definitely pronounced, and as you stroke his cheek his eyes slowly open to see your expression.

"Good morning y/n~" he smiles and wraps his arms around you softly.

"How did you sleep?"

"Actually, its midnight."

"Oh, i see. Well, lets fall back asleep shall we? Or are you wide awake?"

You don't respond immediately but instead wrap your arms around him and hide your face in the crook of his neck.

"Back to sleep.."

He chuckles and brings you closer to his body, rubbing your back and stroking your hair until you both are hazy and about to fall asleep.

"I love you..." you whisper, half aware of what you just said and half not.

He pauses for a second, then gently squeezes your body as if to be his response back.

"I love you too.." he whispers back, his words echo in your mind as you drift to sleep, your dreams filled with nothing but happiness and him. 

You would stay in Mondstadt, but occasionally take trips to Natlan for a few weeks, and would try to take Kaeya with you if he wasn't too busy. The two of you became inseperable, and quite the item for some time, the story of your romance left most who heard it in tears.

After every time you tell the story, he grips your hand and grabs your face softly making you look into his eye.

"I'm glad you stayed."

He says as he pulls you in for a tender kiss, which is usually embarrassing in public but you dont mind in this case, because it was of genuine emotion and not of his flirtatious teasing.

You really do love him.

NOTES!!!!!!!!!!!

This was my first fanfic LMAO

#genshin impact kaeya #kaeya alberich x reader #kaeya x reader #genshin kaeya #kaeya alberich #kaeya genshin impact #genshin impact #genshin impact imagines #diluc x reader #diluc ragnvindr #genshin zhongli #zhongli x reader #tartagalia x reader #Spotify

[delimeful]

(dont) take this the wrong way (5)

warnings: injury, blood mentions, past psychological&emotional&physical abuse, ptsd, sickness

-

Virgil woke up, which was only unsurprising for the few moments it took him to 1. realize that his head was pounding and 2. remember the two very large reasons why.

His eyes flew open, and he found himself half-submerged in a shallow pool of cool water, surrounded by flat ledges of dry rock. The sound of ocean waves lapping against the cliffside echoed around the cavern, which was dimly lit by overhead cracks in the ceiling.

In one of these beams of paltry light, Logan was slumped over on his side, glasses askew. Virgil’s relief at seeing him was instantly overshadowed by terror at what could have happened to the human after Virgil had gone and gotten his skull knocked against rock.

His headache worsened, and he lifted a hand to press against the sore spot, pausing when he found more of those stiff bandage strips wrapped around his head.

The soft sloshing of water seemed to be enough to startle Logan into wakefulness, and the human brightened slightly at the sight of him. “Virgil. It’s good to see you awake. Are you feeling any pain or nausea?”

“What happened?” Virgil replied in lieu of the real answer, which was ‘everything hurts’. “Where are we, I thought we were dead for sure—!”

“Take a few deep breaths,” Logan advised, shuffling closer to the pool and offering a hand. Virgil took it gratefully. “We’re not currently in any danger. I believe we’re at the home of the seal-hybrid mer, if—“

“We’re what?!” Virgil’s voice dropped to a horrified double pitch, his grip on Logan’s hand instantly turning crushing.

“Ow,” Logan said in a pointed monotone. Virgil eased up before his claws could turn the human’s palm into bloody ribbons. “Let me finish, please. I’ve managed to work out a rudimentary method of communication, and as far as I know, we’re not currently at risk.”

“From the giant mer-eating monsters that literally kidnapped us, you mean?”

“Yes, that was the potential risk I was referring to.” Logan pulled Virgil further upright, reaching out with his free hand. “More importantly, you’ve been out for some time. Will you allow me to take a look at your injury?”

Virgil shuffled a little closer, allowing the hand to make contact with him. He had traversed currents of all temperatures, but in chilled still waters like this, Logan’s warmth was more than welcome. “I dunno how that’s more important than our inevitable, rapidly-approaching deaths, but sure, fine. Knock yourself out.”

“I will not? You are already dealing with a likely concussion, I see no reason to double that number.” Logan squinted at him like he was concerned that the head wound had taken a worse toll than he’d thought.

“No, it’s-- it’s just an expression. Don’t actually pass out, or I’ll freak out.”

“Ah,” Logan acknowledged, his hand twitching like he wanted to grab something before returning to carefully peeling the bandages away. “My apologies. Colloquialisms are not my strong suit.”

Virgil blinked back at him, because five syllable words were a little much even when he wasn’t concussed. “No worries?”

Logan continued to gently probe the back of his head. A sharp pang made him jerk away with a muted hiss, his vision blurring with pain as the sharp motion only agitated all his other cuts. He waved off Logan’s apology before it was fully formed. “S’fine. What’s the damage?”

“The bleeding has stopped, which is a good sign. It’s swelled significantly, but the cool water is hopefully helping reduce that as well. The best course of action now is for you to rest and recover in a dark, quiet place, ideally for at least two full days.”

“Yeah, but that’s not happening unless we get away first,” Virgil shot back, irritably twitching his fins down as Logan rewrapped the injury. The human let out a slow breath.

“Virgil. I believe the situation isn’t as dire as you think.” He settled back on his heels, back stiff as he spoke. “Our captors have shown no signs of aggression or hunger, even with the significant bleeding from your head wound. It’s possible--”

“It’s not possible!” Virgil cut him off, scowling fiercely. “That doesn’t mean anything. They’re playing some kind of sick game the way they always do, and if you let them trick you, you’re going to lose!”

Logan looked back at him inquisitively, still not getting it. “What evidence are you basing this off of? I was under the impression that you’ve spent only marginally more time in their company than me. Have they attempted to trick you in the past?”

“Yes, no, I mean--,” Virgil groaned, pulling at his bangs. “They don’t have to say it. That’s just how giants like them operate. We’re smaller, they can do what they want to us, we don’t get a say in it. You escape or you die.”

“Yet, we’ve been in their admittedly less-than-ideal care for over 24 hours, and they haven’t hurt us or made any indications they intend to hurt us.” Logan gestured expansively, his hand a bit wobbly. “That’s a rather long time to pretend, and for what purpose? If it was what they desired, we have been easy targets for a meal from the moment they relocated us.”

A rather long time to pretend. Virgil swallowed down a hysterical laugh, feeling dizzy. If a day of false niceties was all it took to buy his trust, he’d have never gotten away from his first encounter with a giant mer. “You’re— you’re human. You don’t know anything about this.”

Logan frowned. “I may be human, but that does not make me an idiot. Even with a language barrier, body language and expression are invaluable tools for communication, and I’ve been doing very little but observe them while you were unconscious. Virgil, if you just tried talking to them—“

“No!” he snapped, curling in even as his fins flared wide and threatening. He wouldn’t do this again, wouldn’t be subjected to the world’s most torturous game of catch and release, wouldn’t be lured back into too-tight hands by false promises and meaningless apologies. He couldn’t do that again.

Measured, rhythmic tapping on the back of his hand slowly brought him back to the present, cool air and Logan’s steady voice by his side. His throat was closed-up-too-tight, his gills too far out of the water to switch lungs— but the rhythm was counted out over and over, breathe in, hold, and out.

“There you go,” Logan said as Virgil took in another long, shuddering drag of air. “Well done.”

The air smelled like iron. He realized that somewhere in the past few minutes, he’d dug his claws into the soft sides of the human’s hand, drawing blood. He pulled away as though he’d been burned.

Logan didn’t even twitch, still searching his gaze intently. “Are you with me?”

Virgil nodded stiffly. “Yeah, I— fuck, I’m sorry.”

“No, I shouldn’t have pushed you. I didn’t realize— but I should have.” A deep, resolved breath. “It’s okay. I’ll find you a way out that doesn’t involve interacting with them.” Logan’s gaze went distant and hazy with thought, and Virgil hesitantly drew closer, pulling a bandage free to wrap around his bleeding hand.

… He was really warm. Clammy, too, and he’d been sitting in a cold, wet cave for hours, hadn’t he? Had been completely drenched for even longer.

“You’re sick,” Virgil said, and Logan took a moment too long to refocus on him. How had it taken him so long to notice? “That’s why you need me to talk to them. You need to get home.”

“My illness is no more severe than your injuries,” he deflected, adjusting his glasses clumsily. “Right now, the priority is getting you away from triggering circumstances. If my suspicions are correct, I will be fine regardless.”

Right. His suspicions, based on his willingness to trust his own abductors. He’d trusted Virgil, too, back in those tunnels. He’d known that he might be abandoned and he’d freed Virgil anyways, taken his hand anyways. Gotten hurt for his trouble.

He’d get hurt worse if Virgil left him here.

“... Yeah,” Virgil said, tucking the edge of the bandage in carefully. “But you should sleep for now. We both should. You said they haven’t done anything yet, right?”

“Yes, but…,” Logan’s brow was furrowed slightly, as though he knew something was off, but wasn’t quite sure what. “I mean, you do need rest. If… If you’re sure.”

“I am,” Virgil replied, curling against the edge of the pool and pillowing his head on his arms to hide their shaking. “Get some sleep, Specs.”

—

It was early morning when Patton woke to the splash of something small dropping into the water from his air room.

The room wasn’t overly large, being designed only for occasional use when he needed some extra oxygen in his system. It was also quite a few caves up above his sleeping den, but with two delicate little guests staying over, his senses were on high alert. He disentangled from Roman, who had been clinging to him for extra warmth, waking the shark mer in the process.

“Mwha’huh?” he asked groggily, and Patton chuckled at the way one side of his hair had been pressed into a tangled bundle.

“I think they may be awake!” he reported quietly, and Roman perked right up. They had originally hovered in the room over the two of them, only leaving after the human-- busy tending to the tiny mer’s wounds-- had gotten too fed up and used charades to shoo them away, leaving them with nothing to do but sit around and think about how badly they’d messed up. As such, they were both more than eager to start fixing things.

Upon popping up into the air room, however, they found only the human, lying completely still apart from the slow rise and fall of his chest. Deep in sleep, with an empty pool at his side.

Roman and Patton exchanged a panicked look, and ducked back underwater to search through his home and see where, exactly, the injured mer had gone.

It didn’t take long to spot him. The mer had practically every fin and frill puffed out, even the ones that were still injured. The threat display as eye-catching as they got.

He was hovering in the opening of a vent crevice, one that helped circulate seawater through the caves. It was small enough that if he vanished through it, they wouldn’t be able to stop him or see where he was headed. He knew it, too, staring them down with sharp defiance rather than absolute terror.

“Don’t move,” he said, as though they hadn’t both frozen at the sight of him. “I’m going to-- to make a deal with you.”

“A deal?” Roman asked, and received a sharp, wild-eyed glare for his troubles.

“Yeah, a deal. The other one is sick,” a slight jerk of the head toward the air room, “so he won’t last long here. Probably already too far gone to even play a single game.”

Patton was torn between concern (the human was sick?) and confusion. Game?

“But I’m fine. I’ve had much worse than this.” The mer drifted back slightly, closer to the crevice. “If I leave now, you’ll never find me, and then Lo-- the human will die, and you won’t have anything to play with.”

A creeping sense of dread overcame Patton. He still didn’t know what was going on, but it was sounding more and more like something was seriously wrong here.

“So, a deal. You take the human back to where you found him, and I’ll stay-- I’ll stay here,” his voice cracked painfully, but he ignored it, staring at them with a desperate sort of intensity. “With you. I won’t try to get away or anything. I-- I swear.”

“Get away?” Roman asked, his voice going high with the same sort of horror that currently swamping Patton. The mer ducked back at the sound, gaze flitting between them, some of that terror returning.

“I will! I’ll leave, if you-- you can either have one or none, that’s the deal, I’m not kidding. I’m not!” His fins flared wider, blood beginning to leak from some of them. “He’s human anyways, he can barely even swim, you don’t want him--”

“Kiddo,” Patton cut in urgently, raising his hands peacefully and trying not to wince when the mer flinched, “if he’s sick, of course we’ll take him back to where he can get help. No deals necessary, okay?”

The little guy didn’t look reassured at all. “I want to watch. I have to see you put him back, where other humans will find him, or else the deal’s off.”

He didn't believe them. Patton exchanged a helpless look with Roman, who finally nodded.

“Of course,” the shark mer said, “You are more than welcome to accompany us back to the mainland where Patton found him, provided that you’re not exacerbating your injuries.”

The mer hissed at him, a tiny, reedy sound. “And whose fault is that?”

“Irresponsible human fishing vessels?” Roman tried, and then wilted under both Patton and the mer’s looks when the joke fell flat. He cleared his throat. “It is, of course, mine. I wanted to apologize for the way I manhandled you before. Regardless of my intentions, it was unbefitting behavior, and it hurt you. I am truly sorry.”

He bowed with a little flourish, moving slower than normal. The mer stared at his bowed head apprehensively, and then covered the look up with a distrustful scowl.

“If you’re sorry, get Logan out of this place before he gets any worse,” he finally replied, and Patton nodded and went to retrieve the human-- Logan, presumably.

Glancing over his shoulder as he left, he could see the way the tiny mer’s fins had settled just slightly, not quite as frantically overextended as before.

It was a start.

#sanders sides #ts virgil #ts logan #ts patton #ts roman #mermaid au #my writing #dont take this the wrong way #dtttww #writing #g/t #virgil sweetie what the fuck #- logan next chapter

[power-of-plot]

Hi! Can I have a hcs for Itachi, Kakashi react to their s/o who likes and always manages to surprise them with kisses or hugs? (=`ω´=) *throws flowers at you* Always love your writings so much❤

I... *sneezes cuz i got bad allergies* i'm so glad you enjoy it thank youu!! And thanks for all the reqs :3

Warnings: None.

Gn! reader

I T A C H I

Itachi's reaction time is almost inhumane, his skill to catch small details of his surroundings is astonishing, all of his abilities are beyond prodigious, he'd know when someone is coming at him from any direction with the slightest noise and a few close looks. To surprise him is something that gains his respect inmediately, this would boost his respect for you inmediately.

For his dismay, he doesn't have any particular good memories of people coming up at him out of the blue specially if they wrap their arms around him, at least the first time he'd flinch and almost use his combat skills before he notices it's just you. At the recessess of his mind each and every scorching memory of ambushes and people who approached him with malicious intentions ever since he was a kid still burn vividly.

After he notices it’s his significant other his shoulders untense and a soft smile forms in his lips, Itachi is someone very calm, if he’s getting literally nuked with kisses he’d close his eyes shut and wait for you to finish just so he can press a single tender kiss on your forehead.

His hugs are soft but long, he doesn’t use a big amount of pressure but does hold you as close as possible resting his head against you, his hand would slowly slide to the back of your head to caress your hair, as someone who isn’t very touchy this are of those brief times anyone could tell how much he cares about his lover. If you are shorter than him he bends down on your level and rests his head on the crook of your neck (uwu)

When he’s getting hugged from behind he’d lightly turn around to kiss you. Now, this isn’t a quick peck, it’s a gentle passionate kiss, he places both hands on your cheeks and leans in pressing his forehead against yours, Itachi gives me a good kisser vibe despite the little interaction he’s had with people besides Akatsuki, i feel like he just knows what to do.

Talking about surprise hugs, if he isn’t cooking some fried eggs or doing any chore that requires both arms he’d carry his s/o on his back just because, he likes to do it. If you wanted to he’d even carry you on his shoulders, hopefully you’re not too tall and crash with a cupboard or the ceilling- or a branch, because he often trains at the forest.

Idk why i wrote this but i had to .He might choke if you surprise him while he’s drinking water, ever since he was small it has happened, don’t believe me? He choked the moment he felt Shisui playing with his ponytail out of the blue and he was right next to him-. Give that poor thing some patpats on his back.

K A K A S H I

Kakashi way of behaving seems very nonchalant but, as a public pervert and reader of Icha Icha novels, he’s always aware of his surroundings, somewhat. He’s easier to surprise than Itachi that’s for sure, his vision focuses mainly on what’s ahead to keep himself from bumping into anything or anyone, you would usually surprise him from behind.

Don’t jump to him, seriously! the impact would probably push his book out of his hands into the ground, he’d struggle to find what page he was in later. There are several dont’s with surprising him and the main one is doing it on public, depends on what you do but if no one’s around he might slide his mask down and kiss you, this man is a good and experienced kisser you can’t change my mind!

To be honest he wouldn’t flinch or even consider attacking as long as he’s inside Konoha or in a crowded place, he’d probably think you’re Gai once again asking for a duel.

When you’re showering him with kisses the single eye he shows closes shut in a cheerful way, he somehow expresses more emotion with one single eye than some with their entire face, if you’re in public he spins you around and kiss you temples through his mask. In private he goes slower, he hold you up with your legs around his waist, mask off and long passionate kiss.

His hugs are often “stronger” but shorter, here’s why: he would hold you up so your arms over his shoulders around his neck, one of his arm is holding your weight and the other is on your back, he’s muscular but not a god sooner or later his arm grows tired, he tries to last as long as he can though! Wrap your legs around his waist and problem solved. Pretty obvious he keeps this in private.

It doesn’t matter what direction you’re hugging/kissing him from, he reciprocates, hug him from behind while he’s busy and he’ll move his arm to an awkward angle to hug you, manage to kiss him from above and you get an inverse spiderman kiss!

Requests are open! BrUh i'm seriously considering to write a drabble about that kiss with Kakashi... thanks for reading :].

Req. Rules.

#kakashi x reader #itachi x reader #naruto fluff #fluff headcanons #thanks for the ask! #thanks for reading #naruto imagines #naruto x reader #k i'm done #idk what else to tag

[chibicalzones]

what the characters of haikyuu smell like pt. 3

featuring: 𝐧𝐞𝐤𝐨𝐦𝐚, 𝐟𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐢, and 𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐤𝐢  

read part one and two! 

DISCLAIMER: (just in case) this is my sister’s first impression on some of the boys so don’t take it too seriously! 

warnings: touches on gender and sexuality at some parts.

post made by: alex 🍒 - ALSO I FIXED OUR ASK BOX AND SUBMISSIONS! i didn’t even realize they were disabled i apologize :c but yes, feel free interact with us!! maybe we shall open requests? or at least on my end hehe 

— kuroo: nail polish

a strong aura

has a superiority complex but he knows bc he genuinely believes he’s better than everyone else

a cheater... in every way

wanted to be cool but then he created his own level of c00L B)

was popular - like the freshman that was friends with the seniors for nO reason

wears platform shoes

prefers vans over converse

drinks straight up expresso shots instead of coffee

uninterested in finding a relationship

(little does she know that this actually geeky science loving nerd is the loml so)

— kenma: wet fall leaves

tired of everyone’s bs

wanted peoples’ approval when he was younger but he’s grown out of that. already figured out it doesn’t matter 

“i dont care if my roots grow in”

trans

hangs with the boys

shy

has a mysterious vibes

his old friend group kicked him out and is now a lone ranger

started playing volleyball to find friends and get his emotions out

has his own superiority complex because he wants to feel that he’s better than everyone else but he knows it’s unhealthy 

acknowledges his own problems

likes edgar allan poe

— yaku: apple cocktail with vodka

mix of things: nice but also gets ticked off real easily

if he went to parties, he’d just be playing beer pong

has a girlfriend - one of the few things keeping him nice

doesn’t look he cares for people’s approval of him but he really does

B student

likes science but thinks astrology is stupid

jealous of vinnie hacker on tik tok

straight now but will become gay

— yamatoro: leather

grew up in a uhm... unfortunate place? 

originally dyed his hair to look cool but went with the mohawk 

people think he’s cool but just wants approval

single

dresses different than everyone else 

but now since it’s becoming a trend, he’s really annoyed that he used to get bullied for it

had a michael jackson phase

likes edm

really bad at showing his emotions

pansexual

— lev: pool / chlorine

the kid that pushes you into the pool when you didn’t wanna be there in the first place

makes fun of you for watching anime but recently started watching it

grew up watching pokemon as a kid but he only liked team rocket

ALSO has a superiority complex

capricorn energy, moon in aries

actually dresses up scary for halloween

parents are sweet but he can be a bit of a meanie 

had a toxic relationship with a woman... because he’s actually gay

— bokuto: gasoline

A CAR DUDE SKDJFSKDFJ 

infatuated with cars

specifically owns a tesla in which his dad probably bought for him

spoiled as a kid

the popular kid

every popular person has at least dated him twice

everyone thinks he’s attractive 

the class clown but may unintentionally make fun of people in the process

“iTs mEnTAL iLLnesS isN’T IT?”

has rich parents but at least he has morals!!!

but also might take your lunch money

taken, straight

changes girlfriends every two weeks

my sister basically thinks he’s your every day local fuckboi

— akaashi: burnt pasta

really trying his best 

has good intentions but his execution’s either subpar or just awkward

likes science, specifically physics

really likes making paper airplanes and that’s how he flirts: he writes love notes and sends them your way 

bad at showing emotions so he writes them

doodles and writes in class a lot

a transfer student

hasn’t had his first relationship yet

doesn’t like swimming but he likes pool floaties

knows how to play piano

straight... for now

— konoha: miso soup

a warn person

people who don’t know him are afraid to approach him but to people who are friends with him thinks he’s very comforting

hard on others because he’s hard on himself

has an arch nemesis that fights for his position

passive aggressive but means well

was bullied for the smallest reason... like he owned a spiderman lunch box in third grade

one guy stole his girl and his is SALTY

he’d be very startled if someone came up and hugged him

with that being said, his love language is acts of service

straight

— kita: ink

artistic

he does calligraphy

dabbles in spray paint

a bit conservative 

enjoys watching skateboard falls, parkour gone wrong, etc.

cheated in elementary school

a- a bully

doesn’t let people get close to him

people don’t know what to think of him

rather good at things that people may not realize, but he really doesn’t care if they realize or not

prefers iced tea over lemonade

takes health very seriously and doesn’t drink soda

uses they/them and states he doesn’t need a relationship

but he’s had one in the past and that’s how he figured out

— osamu: cotton

a reliable person

doesn’t necessarily have a lot of friends but cherishes to make sure they feel appreciated 

has a creative side

specifically sketches using pencil

likes movies and goes on movie dates

people like him for how forgiving he is

a hopeful person

has a realistic outlook on life 

very practical 

has several friends that are girls that think of him as an older brother

a lot of people like him but he he already has his eyes on set on someone 

a closeted bi

— atsumu: butter beer

GEEK

a popular kid with a quirk

a marvel geek, his favorite superhero is the th3 classic iron man

likes girls who don’t wear a lot of makeup, also goes for bruh girls

genuinely a nice person

tries his best to be a approachable person but his geeky-ness gets in the way

has strange intentions?

puts a lot of thought into what he does but does it in a not-so-logic way 

needs guidance

questioning life

is NOT like his brother

wants people to like him but he portrays himself weirdly

also questioning his sexuality

takes a gap year before college because he doesn’t know what he wants to do yet

— suna: battery acid

“there’s a potency to his presence”

takes all AP classes

does things for himself but he’s not that full of himself

wants to make it far in life

he doesn’t know what he wants to do but he knows he wants to make a difference in the world 

always chooses to pick up trash for volunteer work

likes math because it’s straightforward

his dream significant other is someone just like him: he needs someone to care for him and soften him up

people say he’s intimidating but his friends say otherwise

into alternative rock

he would dress the way he wanted if he didn’t get bullied :(

pan and single

𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐮𝐬!

— sakusa: the inside of a missionary

overwhelmed by his own thoughts but whatever he thinks, stays there 

not much of a talker 

he tutors people in math and science

reads a lot of fanfic

has a famous tumblr account - swashbuckler26 and posts abstract and contemporary art

desperately wants to graduate

wanted to become a doctor until he actually started researching

now wants to be an artist

owns peacocks

he has one best friend because they share the same interests but that leads them to argue a lot 

goes by they/them and doesn’t care for a relationship 

asexual 

this is the last part but i’m sure i missed some :/ if you guys have any other characters that you would like her to react to, lmk! hopefully i’ll be able to write for them soon!!! - alex 🍒

#haikyuu!! #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #kuroo x reader #bokuto x reader #kenma x reader #akaashi x reader #yaku x reader #yamatoro x reader #lev x reader #konoha x reader #kita x reader #osamu x reader #atsumu x reader #suna x reader #sasuke x reader #hq x reader #haikyuu scenarios #haikyuu imagine #nekoma #fukurodani #inarizaki #alex 🍒

[class1akids]

Im getting a little tired of all the reveals too, but I still feel like we're in store for at least one more (I really dont want Dad for One either tho, I feel like it weakens the story). It'll probably be wherever Monoma and Inasa's group is, but I'd also be interested to figure out who the traitor is. Do you have any theories on the UA traitor? I'd love to hear your thoughts!

I think it’s possible that we’ll get the UA Traitor as the final twist in this arc to help some of the villains escape or to last-minute do a huge damage to the hero side. 

I was very lukewarm about the UA Traitor, but I’ve started to feel some interest in it now - I think it would make sense for it to come into play at the end of this arc, to add to the emotional fall-out, as well as to set up future arcs. It’s foreshadowed that if it will be revealed, it will be done the next time the League makes a move. 

 Also, LoV will need new members, even just to replace Twice’s spot, so instead of introducing new characters, an existing one could be put into a new environment. 

In order to assess candidates, I think we need to ask ourselves the following questions:

Would they have the means to do it (right quirk, where were they in the Forest and USJ attacks)? 

Was there any foreshadowing (clue, name, etc)?

Who would it hit in terms of narrative? What kind of arcs or growth can come out of it?

Unlike the Dabi reveal, where Horikoshi did not hide at all where the plot was going, the UA traitor is a real puzzle, with obscure hints here and there, which have completely muddied the field and cast suspicion on almost everyone. Enough to make wild guesses and speculations, but not solid enough to know for sure.  So let’s go through the most prominent candidates:

Class A students

I think the general feeling is that a prominent and well-liked student of Class A is the most devastating candidate, and it would also give way to integrating Shinsou into this class. 

Kaminari: 

Pros: long-time favourite suspect, with some foreshadowing like the MLA secret hand signal or the villain in Overhaul with a similar hair as his. His quirk can jam or transmit signals, which makes him a feasible candidate. He’s also the most prominent student we know nothing about. He’s close to Bakugou, Kirishima, Sero and Jirou and generally well-liked (also shown with the Tokoyami flashbacks this arc). It would be devastating for the class.

Cons: in this arc he was on the frontlines, he also got pretty hurt by Mr Compress when trying to take down Machia.

Verdict: One of the best candidates that could deepen Kaminari’s character and send shockwaves through the class.

Uraraka:

Pros: not much for this theory other than her parents are poor and she’s voiced at some point that she wanted to be a hero to earn money. It would hurt Deku.

Cons: I think it’s a pretty weak theory. We have tons of inner monologues of Ochako that point to how her motivations are changing. There is nothing that hints to a hidden motivation. 

Verdict: I think this would be an asspull honestly. 

Hagakure:

Pros: Well, she’s invisible, so plenty of opportunity, easy to explain what she did and how she did it. Her motivation could be to have AFO take away her quirk, because it seems like she doesn’t like being invisible.  The OP 3 ending visual.

Cons: She’s not that high profile among the students, it wouldn’t be devastating for the audience. I think this last is a valid argument, though she’s friends with every girl in the class, as well as some of the boys like Ojirou and Aoyama, so it could be used to focus attention on the girls for once. 

Verdict: Pretty straightforward choice. Nothing spectacular, but if handled well it could be interesting.

Shoji:

Pros: His quirk makes it easy to spy - he has as many ears as he wants. His face is always covered from eyes down (hmmm, could be significant with the Compress reveal???). His room was totally bare. His name comes from a quote  "walls have ears, doors have eyes" ("壁に耳あり障子に目あり" kabe ni mimi ari shōji ni me ari?) Another fairly well-loved student among his peers. Particularly devastating for Tokoyami. 

Cons: He’s such a good bean, that it’s hard to see what would motivate him, but Horikoshi did promise a backstory.

Verdict: I think this is one of the strongest choices. 

Deku (via 4th quirk):

Pros: There does seem to be a nexus between AFO and OFA that could have allowed AFO to see things through Deku’s eyes. The traitor activity disappearing coincides with AFO being locked into Tartarus. More OFA lore that eventually could give some very risky way to see into AFO’s plans, but at a high cost if All Might’s worry about the 4th user is founded.

Cons: It’s a bit of a cop-out as there is no real traitor. It’s all unintentional.

Verdict: I think this is an OK choice (not my favourite), but would push the traitor plot into more OFA stuff. 

Aoyama

Pros: He’s not seen in USJ, he’s hiding in the Forest. Trouble with his quirk. A bit of a forced plot to make him friends with Deku.

Cons: Another student who is not really an audience favourite and has no strong links in the class. 

Verdict: OK choice, but not great. 

Others: If we look at the LoV needs, the ones near the hospital who could come in on a pinch are Tsuyu (no real foreshadowing, but impactful character), Uraraka (see above), Kouda (no foreshadowing, extremely low profile character). 

Class B students

I think since we don’t know Class B as well as Class A and we are not really attached to them, this one is a weaker choice. 

Monoma

Pros: He’s the highest profile class B student. He can copy any quirk. So people made links of his quirk to that of AFO or one being used by Ujiko. We have no eyes on him in this arc, so he could be a total deus ex machina both at the hospital or mansion side. 

Cons: No solid cons, just making the antipathic student a traitor is pretty meh? It also wouldn’t really shake any of the characters we know.

Verdict: Pretty lame choice.

Faculty

The faculty excluded themselves, but honestly there is no evidence to exclude them. On the other hand, we only have emotional attachment to a few of them - and Aizawa and All Might can be excluded. 

Present Mic

Pros: Used to be a popular suspect, based on his remarks at the first meeting. Obviously would devastate Aizawa.

Cons: His backstory with Shirakumo makes it very unlikely he’d collaborate with the villains. Also, Aizawa doesn’t need any more devastation - he’s got plenty. 

Verdict: Very unlikely at this point. 

Recovery Girl

Pro: she knows everyone, even All Might’s secret, has access to everything in school. Her quirk is similar to Ujiko’ s and the regeneration the nomu have. She’s an institution within UA, so would affect all staff, students, but also many pros who are pro heroes themselves. She could become LoV grandma, giving lollipops to Shigaraki and co. Would raise the stakes for training injuries.

Con: motivation is a big question mark, but could be explored. Hard to see how she could be of help in the current arc.

Verdict: solid candidate. Probably the best non-student choice.

Other faculty members - Nezu, Vlad King (not in the raid), Ectoplasm, Snipe, (seen at hospital but not since), Thirteen (presumed dead),  Midnight (pretty injured, not very likely) could all be viable candidates, but it feels like such a reveal would not have a lot of emotional impact. I also can’t really see any of them as good additions to the LoV. 

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[starlight-writes-stuff]

hey! i sent in the ask for the party fic with ethan (which was so good holy shit) and i was hoping you could do the SFW alphabet for him? can I be ⚙️ anon, as well? (get it?)

⚙️anon (thats so clever ily for it) , welcome !! im sorry this took me forever , but here’s your sfw alphabet - this came so easy to me i spend too much time consuming ethan content - anyway ! i really hope you enjoy this ((: reblogs are always appreciated <3

AYO LOOK AT THESE : soft , fluffy ethan content , no tws ! also , yall rockin with the new blog theme ⁉️

a = affection (how affectionate are they? how do they show affection?)

ethan is incredibly affectionate in all senses of the word- big gestures, small moments, and everything in between. he brings you flowers or food quite often, just something small to show you that you were on his mind while he was out and about. you two would have a designated date night once a week where he’d clear his schedule to spend quality time with you; either taking you out to dinner or cooking and watching movies at home with spencer. also, ethan would definitely go out of his way to do little things around the house to help you out - washing the dishes, vacuuming, folding the laundry. however, ethan wouldn’t shy away from larger gestures of affection, either: he’d take you on surprise vacations or road trips for holidays or anniversaries. 

b = best friend (what would they be like as a best friend? how would the friendship start?)

being ethan’s best friend would be so much fun. he’s definitely the kind of guy that would send you a text when he was 10 minutes away from your house because he was bored and wanted to go do something together. you’d never be bored around ethan- he can talk for hours, and would 100% know how to make you laugh, even if the two of you were just chilling on the couch. a friendship with ethan would be filled with adventures; concerts, midnight snack runs, campouts in the backyard and lots of fun with spencer. 

c = cuddles (do they like to cuddle? how would they cuddle?)

yes, 100%. thinking back to unus annus, ethan was a vvv touchy guy with mark, and i think that would only be amplified with his significant other- touch is one of his love languages, for sure. he’d be the type to always have some soft of physical connection; a hand on your thigh while he drives, mindlessly drawing patterns over your skin while your working, aways holding your hand in public type beat. if ethan wasn’t getting your attention when he wanted it he, would not hesitate to pick you up over his shoulder and carry you to the closest soft surface before plopping you down and wrapping you in his arms. i think he’s probably a fan of having you laying on your side, facing him so that he can hold you, but still see your face/ talk to you. he’d also love laying on your chest because he’s such a boob guy but that’s a conversation for another time ,,,,,

d = domestic (do they want to settle down? how are they at cooking and cleaning?)

i think that if you and ethan were committed and had been dating for a while than he would absolutely want to settle down- but i feel like dating ethan would also include being around each other all the time (constant sleepovers while you aren't living together) so it wouldn’t be that drastic of a change. while he was living on his own, though, ethan obviously had to take care of himself, so he taught himself to cook and clean and do general, domestic tasks. i think he’d be a really good partner when it came to things around the house like that; ethan would always do his fair share and would pick up anything that you needed him to. 

e = ending (if they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)

ethan just comes off as a very feeling, sensitive person (his brand is literally soft boy what do u expect), so i think breakups would be really hard for him. he wouldnt break up with his s/o until he was 10000000% positive that it as the right choice, and had thought through it multiple times. even then, it would rip his heart out to end things- he wouldn’t be afraid to show his emotions. ethan would definitely break up with whoever he was dating in person- he knows that he owes them that.

f = fiance(e) (how do they feel about commitment? how quick would they want to get married?)

okay, this one is up in the air for me. i definitely feel like ethan would settle down with his person and be completely loyal to them- thats a no brainer. i just don’t know how he feels about marriage? i feel like ethan wants a life partner, i just dont know if he would marry them. (this could 1792049384% be my personal bias peeking through because i think marriage is fkn weird, but for some reason i think he would too ????? maybe thats just me)

g = gentle (how gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

ethan is just ,,,,, soft hearted, dude. he’s just gentle in general. i think emotionally he’s a total teddybear, and he feels all his emotions incredibly deep- he rules with his heart, for sure. he wants to make sure that everyone around him is happy, and if they arent, it would affect him more than he’d like to admit. physically, ethan can vary- like i said, he’s always touching you in some way, but i think he’d be down for getting a little rougher in bed when you guys want to. 

h = hugs (do they like hugs? how often do they do it? what are their hugs like?)

ethan is an envelope-the-whole-ass-person kinda hugger, hug-with-your-whole-body type deal. if you look at pictures from unus annus, even old old pictures from the tour he did w/ mark, ethan is always completely wrapped around someone, hugging them with everything in him. i think if his s/o was shorter, he’d love to stack his head on top of theirs, and if y’all were around the same height, he’d bury his face in your neck. he’s very huggy- when you’re out and about, he’s always hugging you from behind, pulling your body closer to his. i also think ethan would love koala hugs, where he was sitting and his s/o wraps their arms and legs around him- he’d sit like that forever, rubbing up and down your back.

i = i love you (how fast do they say the l-word?)

hhhhhhhhhh don't clock me for this one, yall- if ethan was feeling some type of way, he would tell you. i don't think the length of the relationship would matter as much to him as the intensity and depth of his feelings; if ethan really truly loved you and wanted to say it, he would. he’d definitely preface it with the fact that you didn’t have to say it back, that he just wanted to get it on the table and out of his head. 

j = jealousy (how jealous do they get? what do they do when they’re jealous?)

ethan would be very secure in his relationships, and i think it would take a lot to get him jealous. however, when he was,,,,,,,, it wouldnt be pretty. like, at all. if it was a situation where someone was hitting on his s/o, he wouldn’t step in until you’d already tried to get them to leave you alone- not because he didn’t want to, but because he knew that if he did, it would get ugly. when he did step in, he’d start by saying something (not kindly worded, but to the point), and if that didn’t work i don’t think ethan would be above getting physical- he’s extremely protective of you. 

k = kisses (what are their kisses like? where do they like to kiss you? where do they like to be kissed?)

I THINK ABOUT THIS A LOT AND I HAVE SO MANY THINGS I'D LIKE TO SAY SO THIS ONE’S GOIN IN BULLET POINTS , GANG

okay- ethan loves to kiss you. he just loves kisses- they feel so personal and intimate to him, and he kisses you all the time, everywhere

he’ll dip you and kiss you in the middle of the grocery store aisles, he dgaf

but i think his favorite spots for kissing you would be your forehead, your lips (duh), collarbones/shoulders, down your spine and on your inner thighs hngggggg

but it goes vice versa too

ethan wants ALL your kisses . all of them , everywhere

He’s such a sucker for you kissing his neck and you cant talk me out of that (:

l = little ones (how are they around children?)

cute. literally so cute. i think that ethan would love other people’s kids, but definitely doesn’t want any of his own- at least, not right now. however, with other people’s babies he is S O F T; he loves to hold them, and would absolutely offer to try and calm a crying baby down, rocking them and singing soft lullabies to calm their woes. i also think that he would LOVE toddler aged kiddos- like 3-6. he’d be cool uncle ethan, playing catch with them, taking them to the park, finding games to play and always letting them win. he’d totally try to teach them how to ride their bike, or how to do a cartwheel, or how to jump off the swings for maximum height. ethan would totally bring them a fun lunch at school or sneak the kid’s favorite candy over to them and eat it together in a secret spot.

m = morning (how are mornings spent with them?)

mornings with ethan would be slow and lazy and filled with golden light filtering in through the blinds. if he woke up first, ethan would be as soft as humanly possible in order not to wake you up & would sneak downstairs to make coffee and start breakfast for the two of you, sometimes bringing it up to surprise you with breakfast in bed. the two of you would spend an hour (at minimum) in bed together, waking up and peppering each other with soft pecks all over. i think ethan would be extra soft�� in the mornings- he’d be super cuddly and affectionate. 

n = night (how are nights spent with them?)

nights spent with ethan would always hold a sort of unexplainable magic- there’s something about the thought of falling asleep next to him thats just so… comforting? he’d be so warm and easy to fall asleep with, all soft and hazy and gentle; he’d fall asleep holding you as big spoon, but when y’all woke up he’d be wrapped in your arms, laying on your chest. also, if you were having a hard time falling asleep, ethan would stay up with you, talking through whatever was on your mind even if he was barely able to keep his eyes open. 

o = open (when would they start revealing things about themselves? do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)

i think that ethan would open up more and more as the relationship progresses, going along with the natural advancement of things unless something happened that made it crucial for him to open up; if that did happen, though, you wouldn’t have to pry anything out of him. ethan is a pretty honest, open person and wants to be transparent with you always- trust is something that he values above all else and he wants to remain very truthful with you.

p = patience (how easily angered are they?)

ethan is incredibly patient and understanding- it would take a lot to truly upset him. sure, the two of you would get into little tiffs here and there about stupid things, but the small arguments would be resolved within the hour with lots of hugs and kisses and soft “im sorry”s. however, if yall managed to get into a big argument, i think it would take ethan a bit to calm down and he would want to put some space between you two while he did- not to anger you any further, but to make sure that he didn’t say anything he didn't mean. ethan has a bit of a temper while he’s angry, and he wouldn’t want to say anything just to hurt you out of anger. after he cooled off he would come back and be willing to re-examine whatever had caused the issue with fresh eyes. 

q = quizzes (how much would they remember about you? do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)

if you’ve watched ethan ever, you know that the sweet bby doesn’t remember shit (cue the instagram live thats purpose was to help him remember a word)- but listen. i think that ethan would go out of his way to hold on to little pieces of information about his s/o, and would put so much effort into trying to remember little details. he’d store them in his brain (things like your favorite flower, the brand of chocolate you like best, etc) and reference them when he needed. 

r = remember (what is their favorite moment in your relationship?)

a couple moments would stick out to ethan - when y’all first met being his favorite. he’d remember every detail of the moment he was first introduced to you; what you were wearing, where you were, what y’all had been doing that night. it was something that he though about a lot, actually- he loved to reflect on the way you’d blushed as he’d introduced himself, how you’d hugged him at the end of the night. 

s = security (how protective are they? how would they protect you? how would they like to be protected?)

ethan isn't possessive, but he is incredibly protective of you. he secretly hates whenever someone flirts with you, even if it’s strictly platonic- you're his s/o, and he doesn't want anyone thinking any different. like i said earlier (reference letter j), ethan wouldn’t be afraid to step in and put someone in their place of they were getting a little too friendly. he likes when you’re protective of him as well, even if its something very subtle to show that he’s spoken for, such as calling him a nickname or dropping a kiss on his cheek.

t = try (how much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)

romantic ethan my belOVED- he would try so hard. ethan would plan surprises for you for weeks before they would unfold, even roping your family and friends into his schemes. He’d be so creative with date ideas too; picnics, art classes, different seasonal excursions around california. For bigger occasions like anniversaries, holidays, birthdays and all that, ethan wouldn’t hesitate to go bigger- i definitely think he would take you traveling. he wants to see the world with his love :,)

u = ugly (what would be some bad habits of theirs?)

ethan bites his nails, which is why he’d had you paint them- he’s trying to break the habit

he’s a very sweary human, but so are you; the only issue is he has no filter and accidentally swears in front of kids all the time lmao

v = vanity (how concerned are they with their looks?)

eh. ethan is more particular about certain aspects of his appearance over others, but he’s generally well put together. he likes for his hair to look good, though- that’s the one thing that he’s picky about. 

w = whole (would they feel incomplete without you?)

ethan is his own person and is able to function on his own, but the two of you have developed a sense of codependency with each other, like any couple does. he can’t see his life without you at all anymore, and would much rather have you around than not. the two of you have fallen into a flow together- you and him against the world. life is much easier when you have another person on your team, and he’s honored that he gets to play that role for you. 

x = xtra (a random headcanon for them.)

(this may or may not be a lil hint to a fic i'm working on shshhshshhhhhhhh)

on the night unus annus ended, ethan was a wreck - rightfully so

he had a bit of an existential crisis , and started to spiral a bit

you were worried about him , and knew that he would just continue to get into his own head

so you got him out of bed

and took him on a v special date

thats all for now ;)

y = yuck (what are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)

ethan wouldn't like smoking (nicotine), and if that was a habit that you were willing to budge on, he would really try to help you break it. 

overall, ethan is a very considerate and kind person, so someone that was rude or had a sense of entitlement just wouldn’t fit well with him.

z = zzz (what is a sleep habits of theirs?)

ethan can’t fall asleep without background noise. his brain gets too loud when he’s just in bed in complete silence, for better or for worse; sometimes this leads to great video ideas or new concepts for the channel, but other times it just lead to him overthinking his life. when it was that kind of night, ethan would fall asleep to soft music or one of those white noise apps- then he became dependent on it to be able to fall asleep. something about filler noise managed to calm him right down and lull him to sleep, and he pays $5 a month for the premium version of his favorite white noise app.

#ethan #nestor #ethan nestor #ethannestor #ethan nestor fic #crankgameplays #crank gameplays #cranky crew #crankycrew #fic #blurb #headcannon #headcanon #alphabet #sfw #sfw alphabet #fluff #softboi #soft #request #ask #anon #⚙️ anon #thats it !! #love u drink water #starlight-writes-stuff

[drivingsideways]

Misaeng review

Ok, it's been almost a week, so I feel like I can get my thoughts (somewhat) in order. As usual, I'm late to the party, given that Misaeng aired 6 years ago, and is already considered a kdrama classic. Still: thoughts!

(under the cut)

I came to this drama with quite a lot of expectations, both because I'd seen it on a lot of rec lists, and also because I'd watched director Kim Won-seok's Signal and My Mister, which are justifiably as beloved as Misaeng. I'm happy to report that Misaeng mostly lived up to those expectations!

The writing & direction work together to make Misaeng a very immersive experience, which is good, considering the entire run time is over 20 hrs. The level of seemingly mundane detail of the operational aspects of running a trading firm that they delve into (and other dramas might have avoided for sake of pacing) seemed odd to me at first, but eventually result in a world building that's incredibly well fleshed out. The (formerly unlikely!) high stakes of a misplaced piece of paper or octopuses in a shipment of squid end up being parts of an emotionally wrenching narrative whole fairly seamlessly. Still, at 20+ hours, Misaeng also does get into the kind of pacing issues that most of the slice of life kdramas I've watched so far have. And it didn't need to! I think it had a wonderful ensemble of characters, and if they'd maybe given a little more time and space to characters other than Jang Geu-Rae (Im Si wan) and Oh Sang-sik (Lee Sung-min), the mid portions may not have felt quite so, well, stuck.

But more than the strong writing and direction, it was really the actors who delivered. They made what could have easily been a dull-ish office drama into a heart warming story about human connection and the joys and troubles of leading an "incomplete life". I'd never watched Lee Sung-min in anything before, and about half way through the series I was like, HOW IS HE MAKING A SHORT TEMPERED, ALCHOHOLIC MIDDLE MANAGER SO SEXY? Like, serious props, dude. Lee Sung-min is by turns annoying and brash and too shout-y and stubborn and funny and so incredibly vulnerable as a man trying his best to live by his principles in a world that thinks they are an impediment to "success", that you forget that he's playing a fictional character-- he's someone you know, he's someone you've seen in the mirror.

His performance as Oh Sang-sik is very ably matched by Im Si Wan's Jang Geu-Rae. This series would not have worked if these two actors didn't have the chemistry they do, and play off each other in every scene. I had watched Im Si Wan recently- in JTBC's "Run On", in which I liked his performance quite a lot, but I absolutely loved him as the naive and endearing Jang Geu-rae. Misaeng, is in part, a bildungsroman narrative centered around Jang Geu Rae. Im Si wan brought a kind of vulnerability to the role that might have felt cloying and emotionally manipulative in the hands of other actors, but Im Si-wan manages to do it with a light touch. I feel he's one of those actors that uses his whole body in a scene, not just relying on facial or verbal expression, and it's a joy to watch.

Each of the other actors in the ensemble also bring that dedication and talent to their roles, even if it's in a single scene. There are lots of one-off characters that we meet during the course of the series, and every single one of them leaves an impact.

But! I'm going to pick a fave from the supporting cast and that's Byun Yo-han, whom I'd last watched as the broody, troubled (and very sexy) swordsman Lee Bang-ji in Six Flying Dragons. I can't imagine a character more in opposition to that one than Han Seok-yul in Misaeng, but Byun Yo-han just knocks it out of the park as the scheming, cheerful and mostly inappropriate clown with a heart of gold; Han Seok-yul is the definition of Chaotic Good, and you're equal parts horrified by his antics- which include sexual harassment dont @ me -- and yet charmed by him. I wish they'd given him a few more scenes and a larger plotline to work with, but I also suspect that he might have just walked away with the entire series if they did that. (Am I plotting that series in my head as I write this? MAYBE.)

Alright, this is getting a bit too long, so I'm going to get to the bits that disappointed me. That's really one major thing: the gender politics. I don't know how different the show is from the web toon it's based on, so I can't tell whether they made significant changes to the basic plot and characters. As in- I have no idea if the webtoon was as male dominated in every way as the show is, so I'm not sure how much of the show's treatment of women as a class, and its female characters in particular, I should lay at the door of the original writer vs the screenwriter and director. I'm also lacking the Korean context in which this was written and made and aired, so you may take my criticism with a pinch of salt, if you please!

That the show features mainly male characters is perhaps unsurprising and realistic, since we know that the kind of corporate life it depicts is very male dominated, top to bottom. The show also portrays the very real and horrific overt and subtle misogyny that women face in the workplace and out of it; mainly in the character of Ahn Young-yi, played with steely determination and quiet suffering by the lovely Kang so-ra. There are only 3 other female characters that have any sort of real speaking role- Sun Ji Young (played by Shin Eun jung), a senior manager at the company, Jang Geu-rae's unnamed(!) mother (played by the amazing Sung Byoung-Sook) and Oh Sang-sik's unnamed (!) wife (played by Oh Yoon-Hong, who's a delight in every tiny scene she has). There are other women who appear but in very minor roles, and often in "comedy" moments that often rely on sexist tropes to start with.

Anyway, right there you can see one of the problems- 4 women characters that have any kind of real screen time, and only 2 of them are named. Aigoo! Screenwriter Jung Yoon-jung is a woman, and like, I don't like putting the burden on any one woman to y'know fix structural misogyny, but I can't also help feeling disappointed that she overlooked even this "small" thing among the larger things.

But that apart, the main issue for me was that while the show doesn't shy away from depicting egregious sexism in the form of sexual harrassment, verbal and physical and certainly emotional abuse, in a manner that's clear that we are meant to be horrified by it--it falls short of depicting how women deal and work with it. It just doesn't give enough space to women or their worldview.

It's very comfortable depicting victimhood, but doesn't put work into depicting the ways in which women survive by finding solidarity with other women. We have a scene or two where Ahn Young-yi who is this show's poster child for female victimhood interacts with the older women who offer sympathy and understanding, but no real strategy or support. And yes, we see men also being targeted by their seniors for the grossest verbal and physical abuse; and it's men who help Ahn Young-yi strategise on how to deal with her situation. Real life experience tells me that it's the women who do this work for other women. I have certainly been on both sides of this equation, for one, and so has every woman that I know in corporate life. And yes, one of the show's core philosophies is that those who endure, survive--but it is none the less extremely painful to watch Ahn Young yi "endure" the kind of abuse she does as a coping strategy and a survival strategy.

At the end of it, when she slowly manages to gain the support of her sexist team, it's shown as a victory-- though naturally imperfect, because this show takes its Realism very seriously (right until the end where it makes a tonal shift into quirky that I was a little ?? about)-- and y'know, sure, it is a victory. And I absolutely understand the choices she makes and why she does it-- I guess I just got annoyed by the fact that other antagonistic figures in the narrative get a more straightforward comeuppance for their egregious behavior, but Ahn Young-yi doesn't even get a goddamned apology from her abusers. Instead, we have a half humourous, half serious moment where she comments on how she's working at turning herself into "someone cute"- because she understands now that sometimes the right strategy is to "go with the flow". Be the water that slowly wears away at the rock. It's an interesting moment- the men she tells this to are taken aback by her bluntness, but also a little clueless about what she means. It's the kind of nuance that I would and do enjoy. Unfortunately, it also closely follows one of the show's most annoying scenes at the tail end of the series- where it tries to play off workplace sexism and misogyny as comedy- boys being boys-Reader, when I tell you that I had to WORK to unclench my jaw--!

I'm not saying we should have a single and obvious narrative of female emancipation. I'm not against realism in fiction, but god, sometimes, please do remember that when we look for escapism, we are actually imagining a better world. The first step toward liberation is allowing yourself to imagine it.

And the show does allow other characters its moments of unfettered fantasy- Im Si Wan parkour-ing all over the rooftops of Amman- and having a semi mystical + Indiana Jones moment in the deserts of Jordan--so why, I ask, are the women not given that gift?

*looks into the camera *

Tl;dr: I enjoyed it, it made me cry every episode, and I cared about all the characters, and if you haven't watched it yet, treat yourselves.

PS. Yes, Han Seok-yul is a disaster bi, sorry, I don't make the rules. Yes, hotties Oh Min Seok and Kang Ha-neul are canonically naked in a hot tub six feet apart because they are bros. Yes, I will be writing the fix it in which they fuck like angry bunnies. Yes, I am going to put my shipper cooties all over this gen slice of life show, deal with it.

#misaeng #kdrama #thinky thoughts