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daytaker · 2 months

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The Gang React to You Giving Them Chocolates on Valentine's Day

And other Valentine's Day miscellanea. I'm going with MC giving store-bought chocolates. I know in some places, it's more common to give homemade chocolates, but I for one do not have any idea how that is done and it's not something that's common where I live, so I'm going to go with what I know, which is very little. Enjoy! (Mostly below the cut.)

The length of these varies. Some are quite short. I just wanted to put out some sort of Valentine's Day themed Thing, even if I'm almost two days late.

Lucifer

"How thoughtful. I don't suppose there's anything deeper I'm meant to read into here?"

He's so smug. Unreasonably so. More than you would expect. Yeah, guys, he got chocolates from MC. But his pride doesn't allow him to flaunt the fact. He has to just hope and pray people actively ask him whether he's gotten anything or where those not-so-discreetly placed chocolates sitting on his desk happened to come from.

Lucifer is very traditional in his treatment of you. When it comes to events like this, he's almost painfully predictable. He'll certainly have roses for you, and depending on your relationship, he might reserve dinner for two at a high end restaurant. And if your relationship is at a certain level, you can expect a trail of rose petals leading to the bed. It's kind of cringeworthy but he means well.

Mammon

"O-oh... Ahem... Is it Valentine's Day? Ha! I thought I was forgettin' somethin'. Heh, uh... thanks, human."

Obviously he didn't forget; he's been stressing over this day for the past week. He needs to get you something, but it can't be anything that's too cheesy or anything that makes him look cheap, so he's probably broken the bank to get you some sort of jewelry that he'll spend the next century paying off, but it's worth it.

When he gets chocolates from you, he plays it off like it's no big deal, but actually, he's so excited to reciprocate that before he has time to think it over, he's acting like he just so happened to have this expensive piece of jewelry on his person so you might as well take it for him. He spends the rest of the day kicking himself because now how in the world are you supposed to know that this was actually a very tactful and expensive gift from the greatest demon in the Devildom?

That, and he'll probably spend the entire day glaring at his brothers and the dateables from the corner as they shower you with gifts and attention.

Leviathan

"Wh...? For me? This isn't a prank, right? Because I'm not gonna forgive you if this box is full of tide pods!"

It's not full of tide pods, so all is well. He's so embarrassed to have doubted you that he tries to just shove his gift into your hands and push you out of his room, but it won't take too much persistence to get him to back down.

His gift is some sort of merch relating to an anime, manga, or game the two of you have particularly enjoyed together. Preferably something cute and evocative of the holiday. He doesn't know. He's never done this before. Why would he? Nobody would ever think to give him anything on Valentine's Day, so why would he bother with gifts? You do remember that nobody likes him, right? He doesn't like them either, so it's fine, but---

Let's just thank him for our gift before he falls too far down the self-hate spiral.

Satan

"I had hoped I might receive something from you today."

Satan is glad to get something from you, no matter what it is, but to be honest, chocolates probably aren't the best choice for him. He'd rather have something a little more heart-felt, that seems like you picked it out with him in mind. Literally anything cat-themed, or a book of some sort (bonus if it's a romance novel).

He's probably gone and done something stupidly romantic like buy you flowers and a book of poetry with certain parts highlighted.

But don't be fooled. Satan's favorite part of Valentine's Day is talking about its gruesome history, from the martyrdom of St. Valentine to a whole host of brutal murders that have taken place on the day. Catch him trying to figure out how to shoehorn the Chicago St. Valentine's Day Massacre into a casual conversation.

Asmodeus

"Oh, for meeee? You're such a sweetheart!"

He adds it to his enormous pile of chocolates, cards, flowers, and love letters. But of course, it's special, because it's from you.

He loves it, but... he's another one who would probably prefer something a little more personalized. Being who he is, he's a very popular demon on Valentine's Day, so seeing you put in a little effort to get him something with a bit of Asmo-flair would thrill him.

Beelzebub

"Chocolates...? This is the best thing I could have asked for. They'll taste even better knowing they're from you."

Well, obviously he loves them. He probably tried to get you chocolates too, but it doesn't matter how much he loves you. Beel's gonna Beel. The box is empty. He's shocked. He was sure he left some.

Belphegor

"...Wait, it's...? ...Thanks, MC. They look really good."

Belphie stares down at the chocolates in his hands, looking tired and mellow, while he internally panics because holy shit, it's already February 14? When did that happen? He doesn't have anything for you. He hates Valentine's Day. Why does it have to exist and lay bare all his inadequacies, like being a procrastinator and forgetting to prepare for things in advance even to the slightest degree?

Diavolo

"Ah, for Valentine's Day! It's a delight to receive this in person!"

Diavolo probably gets plenty of Valentine's Day presents from admirers (and suck-ups) around the Devildom, but most of them come in the mail or are otherwise delivered in an impersonal manner. So when you approach him directly to give him some chocolates, he's reminded why you're everyone's favorite human (himself included).

Also, you'd better clear out your schedule, because Diavolo booked out all of Ristorante Six for a dinner date tonight. Yes, the entire thing. Yes, on Valentine's Day. No, he's not worried about the dozens of disappointed couples who had probably been hoping to eat there.

Barbatos

"Any gift from you is satisfactory in my eyes."

It's kind of embarrassing to give regular old chocolates to someone like Barbatos who's a complete whiz in the kitchen, especially when it comes to sweets. But you figure he'd appreciate the gesture, and you'd be right. Of course, he will turn around and present you with a variety of immaculate, handcrafted artisan chocolates, tailor made to your personal taste. But sure, those store-bought candies you got in the heart-shaped box are completely fine, so stop stressing out about it.

Solomon

"Aw, thank you, my adorable apprentice! I have some homemade chocolates for you! What? Aren't you going to try some?"

Solomon tries to kill you on Valentine's Day...with love, obviously! But seriously, aren't you going to try the chocolates? He put his whole heart into them. And the hearts of several unique Devildom species. They're not toxic, stop worrying.

Simeon

"The fact that you thought of me means more than you realize."

And he means it. The fact that you thought about him, and when thinking about him, made the active decision to buy him something for Valentine's Day makes him stupidly happy.

Simeon strikes me as a flowers kind of guy. He got you flowers. Maybe some homemade treats too, but definitely flowers.

Luke

"Thanks! I got you something too. Happy Valentine's Day!"

Luke made cookies. They're delicious. Befriending this kid is the smartest thing you ever did.

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pray4byron · 2 months

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Hey Mio-!!! I know your reqs are closed rn so I'm really just leaving this here so I don't forget the idea, but I saw a tiktok that inspired meee and I was thinking what ab a reader who accidentally confesses to Vox/the hazbin people when drunk and based on their reactions maybe thinks they're turning the reader down but they aren't oki bye bye have a good weekend!!!

-🍂anon

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a/n: hello 🍂anon!! i’m so sorry i kept you waiting on this, i couldn’t stop procrastinating it 😭😭 also i’m sorry if vox seems more mean then normal, i feel like i’ve been writing him too victim-y and at the end of the day he’s an asshole too and i tried to show that. but i hope you enjoy!!

warnings: mentions of alcohol/being drunk/drinking/etc, profanity, mentions of sex (no smut), vox being a bit of an asshole <;/3

proofread: HAH! no. (heh, your loss) someone tell me you got that reference 😭😭

including: charlie, vaggie, angel dust, husk, lucifer, vox

tags: hazbin hotel, fanfiction, x reader

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girl is flabbergasted. i mean, she’s always heard the term ‘drunk words are sober thoughts’ or something like that, but she’s surprised you would say that to begin with — true or not.

but obviously, she feels romantically about you, so if it wasn’t true and it was just something you blurted out whilst drunk, she’s gonna be a bit upset

so she tells you, if you really feel that way, you can tell her when you’re sober, and she puts you to bed :)

𝐯𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐢𝐞

she can only maintain her calmness for so long until she simply loses her composure, she’s not good at hiding her true feelings and/or thoughts for an extensive period of time

vaggie makes sure you get to bed safe, but she doesn’t bring up until you’re fully sober, she wants your recovery from your hangover to be stress-free and relaxing — not anything that could make you distraught

although, she may or may not dote on you a little extra the next morning…

𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 𝐝𝐮𝐬𝐭

angel knows what it’s like to say something you weren’t ready to whilst under the influence, he’s done it more times then he’s willing to admit

so he’s (as sweetly as he can be) stern about being 100% sober whilst making decisions to blurt this kinda stuff out

deep down, angel knows it’s true, he knows you wouldn’t lie to him about smth like that, drunk or not — but he can’t help but in awe in a way

like he’s a famous pornstar, you don’t love him for his money or body or looks, you love him for being anthony, and not angel dust, and he’s simply not used to it

𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐤

husker is a bartender, he’s heard everything in the book, exceeeept someone drunkenly confessing to him while he’s serving them drinks after a shitty night

it’s safe to say… he’s cautious, he’s seen a lot of drunk people do a lot of dumb shit, so he’s unsure if confession is as sincere as it can be

first, he wants to make sure you’re in the right mind before he even thinks before saying he feels the same, he’s been hurt a couple times, and he’s not ready to go through that again, whether he admits it or not

it’ll probably take him a few days until he brings it up, he’s the kinda guy who wants to reflect before making big decisions

𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐫

honestly, lucifer is probably the most shocked out of all them, after being divorced for seven years, possibly more, the guy eventually thought he was gonna be forever alone, especially considering he’s the literal king of hell

the thought of that you’re drunk and may not know what you’re getting into doesn’t even cross his mind, he’s had few interactions with women tbh, and most of them were mainly sexual (like with adam’s wives)

so he gets all giddy and happy and accepts your confession immediately ! it doesn’t hit him until a few months into your relationship that he probably should’ve waited until you were sober LOL

𝐯𝐨𝐱

vox, like angel, has never had someone genuinely confess their love to him. he’s had an on-and-off sexual relationship with valentino and gotten creepy love letters from fans — but that’s about it

honestly, as shitty as it he can’t help but take advantage of your drunken state, just slightly.

he sorta feeds into any praise you give him, and will lowkey force it out of you, his ego needs to be fed and it’s only getting started

let’s be real, vox isn’t the most perfect guy around, but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t hold a soft spot for you, although, at this point, a solid relationship cannot be promised :(

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travellingarmy · 1 year

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Ch. 1 - The Beginning of an End

Malleus Draconia x fem!reader

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He didn’t come to the room last night either..

It’s been six days— yes, just six— since you last saw your husband. Although to you, it felt like it was more than that. No, he hasn’t gone off to anywhere else in this godforsaken world, he’s just.. Well, somewhere in this large castle. You heaved a weak sigh as one single thought came to your head: Malleus Draconia.. Your heart thumps just a tad bit faster. Even without knowing who he was, just the name alone sounds frightening. Fortunately and unfortunately, you were well acquainted with that name and have had many yet brief conversations.

He was the prince of the Valley of Thorns, the only successor to the throne but most importantly, he was none other than.. “My husband..” You muttered underneath your breath. The clicking of the heels abruptly stop as you shudder on the spot at that name.

It was honestly unbelievable how you went from a lowly daughter of a combat baron (the lowest rank in nobility) to be the wife of a prince, essentially making you a princess.

Nevertheless, whether you are now a princess of a very powerful kingdom, your relationship with your husband was essentially.. Nonexistent. Well, other than mere business relationships you both have. In fact, it was strictly business that he did not show up in the chambers the night of your wedding. You can’t fault him, however, since you did not want to be wedded to him either. He must be disgusted with me.. You believed that to be true since once again, you were just a baron’s daughter with probably below average looks. Rarely had noble men would throw themself at you willingly.

Whatever, you should not let those thoughts get into your head and get you into low spirits. You had a history lesson to catch and that’s what you should be focusing on right now. What has been done is done and you can’t sulk about your nonexistent love life and your continued nonexistent relationship with Malleus.

You sigh and continue in your steps. Looking at the decorated walls of the castle, you would occasionally find portraits. Of whom? You could only presume that it was none other than the royal family and those who came before. There weren’t many new faces within these paintings, that much you noticed. No doubt in your mind that it’s because despite the kingdom being around for so long, they have only a few monarchs because one monarch could reign for centuries on the throne.

You tried looking for your husband’s portraits but so far, you’ve only managed to find two: one was a stand-alone painting and the other was with his grandmother. In neither portrait was he smiling. Now thinking about it, you don’t recall him smiling on your wedding day too.. Just how cold is this guy? You had a pensive look, bringing a finger to your chin. He doesn’t meet me in the room and he doesn’t even smile.. Is he aloof to everyone around him? You were now doubting if he’d be fit to be king in the future.

Ah. You probably shouldn’t be thinking that way of your husband. If he knew, you’d most likely be stripped of your title as princess and sent back home where you’ll most likely have to face Her Majesty in the queen’s court back home. “Heh.. I don’t want that..” You itch your cheek, sweat dropping at the mere thought. You've only met her once— when she was congratulating you on your marriage— and just as the rumours had said, she was beautiful, yet held a menacing aura of authority. But I guess that’s normal if she’s queen..

“Princess.” Snapping you out of your continued, meaningless thoughts, a voice from just further down the hall had caught you off guard. You look ahead and see that one of the doors had opened and that somebody was standing there, most of their body seen and what could not be was hidden by the large, oak door. “I had been waiting a while for you. Don’t you understand that my time is precious to be on wait for you?” The person— er, fae— was wearing glasses and had her hair up in a tight bun. Her outfit was almost like that of a butler’s, having a tailcoat, but instead of uniformed pants, it was a pencil skirt. She had an air of authority and seemed to always look down on you.

“Tch. You humans really are so clueless..” She mumbles under her breath and from the distance you were in, you couldn’t hear her. However, you did see the sharp look of disdain on her face before telling you to hurry up and to get inside the library. It was where you had your history lessons after all.

“Honestly, what do you take us for?” She speaks her mind once you sit down on your seat across from her. “You will be at the prince’s side; instead of daydreaming, learn about this country’s history and its citizens, will you?” She snaps and slams a heavy book on the table in front of you. You stiffened, heart beating fast at the fright. “Sorry, but I’m only late by 3 minutes..” You sweat dropped at her angry, wide arm gestures as you defend yourself.

“THREE!? My time is precious. How many—“ At that moment, you learned to tune her out once you’ve ascertained she was going to go on and rant to your face. Since day one, you’ve established that she didn’t like you very much despite you trying your best to be polite and flatter her. She would nitpick every little mistake she had seen in you even though she wasn’t an etiquette teacher. When she does, she’d talk for hours, essentially wasting time that could have been spent on learning. On a good day, she will glare daggers at you and then continue on with the lecture or rant for half an hour..

That’s the thing. There was never a good day for her.

At this point, it was best to drop the flowery words saved for her and just let her rant endlessly.

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“Will the prince be joining for dinner today?” You ask to no one in particular, letting either of these maids stationed in the dining hall answer. When there wasn’t an answer, you assumed that it was a no and that they had decided to not answer to the likes of you whenever you asked. You wanted to sigh, honestly, at the lack of a response.

So there you were, only hearing the sound of your own cutlery as you took small bites of your meal. It wasn’t because you weren’t hungry, but you were sure that these maids will have something to gossip about in scorn later should you make an error. Even if you were new to the country and their customs may be different, you were well learned to know that servants shouldn’t be treating someone of status, especially such as yourself, in such a manner. Alas, you could only resign yourself to just let bygones be bygones.

If you were to scold them, your name will surely be the talk amongst nobles for a long while, most likely saying how you will be a spiteful queen. Your reputation would only go from bad to worse, seeing as a ‘mere’ human is lecturing creatures like them.

You kind of miss your home and your father.. Even if it was just you two left, everyday was a cherishable time. Even with these short days that felt like that’s been dragging its seconds a bit too long, you find yourself reminiscing the life you left behind a little bit too much despite only having gone to your new forever home just short of a few days ago.

… “I’ll be going to my room now.” You dab your mouth with a cloth napkin just in case you had any of the dinner smeared on your face and stood up. Whatever was left of your dinner was promptly cleaned off the table and thrown into the bin.

I could really use a warm bath today.. You walked the somewhat familiar halls thinking to yourself. Today felt eventful even though the most stressful thing was only dealing with these gossiping faes and the headache they give you. You were excited to dip yourself in a warm tub full of nice smelling body oil and stay in there until the water got cold. Even without anyone being there, a smile forms on your lips with an almost quiet giggle.

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“Kufufu, are you sure this is what you’ve decided on doing?” Unbeknownst to you, crimson-coloured eyes bore into your figure. It was dark, that much was true since it was way past the time for the sun to be out, but the moon could outline the silhouette of a man. The only thing that could be comparable to the moon’s light at that moment were the strikingly deep colour of his eyes that illuminated even more in the dark. He stares at you from another window on a higher floor just across yours, breaking out in a smile and a light chuckle. The only thing keeping you two apart other than those walls and windows was the courtyard built in between. “She’s quite cute. I’d hate to leave such a pretty thing alone for so long without her husband.”

Those same focused eyes break away from your form after speaking to a much taller man beside him that had piercing green eyes that outshined the moon— much like the prior’s. He says nothing to the short male but continues to stare at you. “Hmm, now that I think about it, she’s around Silver’s age, yes?” The shorter one continued on talking, putting a finger on his chin. “Don’t you think they’d be good friends?”

The one who he was talking to seems to be ignoring him and poor he who has come to a conclusion that his companion is off in his thoughts to be paying attention to him. He sighs. “It’s been almost a week since she’s last seen and talked to you,” he points out carefully, doing a gesture as if he was shrugging but his arms stayed hovering in the air for a bit before dropping it completely to his side, “I know humans have a short lifespan, unlike our kind, but I do not believe that you’ll be able to go all her life not speaking to her just as you had planned. It would do no good to the plan of strengthening our relations with the humans.”

“She’s afraid of me.” At last, his tall companion speaks. “The first meeting.. And the day of the wedding.. When she looked at me, I saw fear in her eyes.”

Again, the short man sighs. “That is to be expected, Malleus. She is, after all, a human. You know how they are– they fear things that are unknown to them but if you’d just try, I’m sure she’ll warm up to you in no time–”

“But what if she doesn’t?” The prince finally tears his eyes away from you. “Lilia, are you certain that she’ll be fine having me as her husband?” He narrows his eyes, a bit of uncertainty was read in them.

The male could only smile at him. “Do you trust me?” was all he asked, though cryptically. However, that was enough for Malleus to return his gaze, watching you disappear to your shared bedroom. Something swells in his heart, yet he does not know what.

Once the door closes with a soft thud, he stands there for a while, silently watching at the door where you had just disappeared. He was often silent and staring off into the distance, but that didn’t mean his head was merely filled with air. Just a moment earlier, his heart smiled a bit when he saw the small smile on your lips, happy to think that you might be finding life at the Valley not too hard.

Only when coming to a silent agreement made in his head, does he now turn his back away from the window. His robe flutters behind him, the sound of it heavy and rich, perfectly displaying his wealth. He walks deeper into the shadows– the unlit parts of the castle that the moon could not reach– and then promptly disappears with only the clacking of his heels making presence.

Lilia stands by the window, watching as the young prince vanishes from his sight. He looks back at the hall you walked and the door you closed. A smile crosses his lips once more. His eyes became soft at a thought that will not be shared with anyone and for him to simply dwell on it.

Now alone, he takes a deep breath in and breathing out of his mouth, his heart feeling lighter. He closes his eyes. “Oh my, it seems that age is catching up with me, kufufu,” he softly mutters, still smiling. He takes a bit of time for himself on this serene night before opening his eyes again. The small, yet meaningful smile warps to that of a big one with his eyes lighting up. Suddenly, the visage of a parent disappears from him entirely.

He turns smoothly on his heels, heading to the same direction where Malleus had gone off too. “Ah, where is Silver? That boy, I hope he hasn’t fallen asleep somewhere unsafe..” With a merry smile, he leaves his spot from the window.

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just-jordie-things · 3 months

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MOREE headcannons for choso i really do love your other headcannons! heh

hell yes i love how open this is i'm gonna give ya such a random smattering of choso headcanons <3 tagging @delzinrowe bc it's choso and we talk abt him a lot so some of the credit for this has to go to her <3 ___

choso is a bit of a menace at the grocery store, but he doesn't mean to be. he's intrigued by all the packaging of different snacks and drinks- sometimes just regular products too like tissue boxes or toilet paper rolls. it often takes a couple hours to get the shopping done with him in tow. he's drawn in like a child to a candy bar!! if something is packaged in bright colors, expect to have to tell him what the product is, because he's gonna be interested in it.

i think he'd hate carbonated drinks. i think the bubbles would be a shock to his system ((did he even drink water before he met you??)) but i think he'd LOVE flavored milk. chocolate and strawberry. picturing choso casually having a lil carton of milk in his hand makes me soft. he'd go to yuji as soon as you introduce him to the wonderful beverage to see if his brother had ever tried such a delicious treat.

choso's always touching you. he doesn't know what pda is, but he's very into it... in an oblivious way. if he's not holding your hand, then his arm is around you. if you're sitting together he prefers to have you on his lap, but tucked into his side and under his arm is the next best thing. and he'll kiss you, anywhere, anytime. standing in line at the bank? the sunlight caught your eyes just right and he was just overwhelmed with the urge to cup your face and kiss you so longingly one could assume you were lovers reunited after years apart... but no, you've just been in this line together for fifteen minutes. you could tell him there's a time and place for such acts of passion but... whew you gotta catch your breath first, don't you??

he's always catching lil critters to show you. he noticed you liked to point out when there's a squirrel crossing the street, or a lady bug on the windowsill, so he notes that little creatures are some of your favorites. now on walks he keeps an eye out for any critter to present you with. he's caught all sorts of things with ease and surprising gentleness- despite being a massive hunk of muscle. he's managed to catch (and later release, of course) rabbits, squirrels, chipmunks, toads, a couple of turtles, possums, even street rats. as well as bugs- just about any bug he sees. some are more exciting than others, the dragonflies, the ladybugs, rollie pollies, caterpillars, snails.... you could probably do without the roaches and big spiders, but you try not to show your squeamish side as you thank him for showing you and politely ask him to put it back on the ground <3

choso pouts if you don't shower with him. bc why wouldn't you? he got the water to the temperature you like... what, is he supposed to shampoo his own hair?? are you mad at him??

choso is quickly becoming a favorite of mine i'm sorry gojo but i have to cope somehow

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willowser · 5 months

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hi hi willow!!!!!!!!!!! (<- absolutely not in pain whatsoever)....... i am just wondering if..... uh.... u have imagined a reason for the breakup yet? i'd love to know why you think bakugo would ever break up with you. heh heh. hah. :D (i am crying)

here are the things you don't know—yet, at this point in time after the breakup.

two weeks before, dynamight gets into an ugly argument with a civilian. over something stupid, probably; she's drunk and not listening to a word the hero is telling her, stumbling around in public and taking her shoes off and shoving at him when he tries to corral her from getting into another fistfight in the street.

it's just—bad. looks bad. before anything productive can happen, a few of her friends are stumbling out and screaming at him, too, for being a cocky asshole and putting their phones in his face and recording him and maybe he says something he shouldn't—not something terrible, just something that sounds extra bad when a group of young women are screaming and angry at you—and it gets blasted all over the internet.

two weeks before, dynamight gets dragged in the paper. for being a jerk. for being such an asshole. remember when he nearly collapsed that building last month, during that fight? so careless. and he's never friendly when anyone comes up to him on the street, either in uniform or not. is more likely to brush someone away than stop and take a picture. in high school he was a little brat, too, with the way he spoke to his peers and didn't know respect if it slapped him in the face.

his poor partner. must be miserable to be with him all the time. they deserve better.

and if they know how he is? and how he acts to the people he's supposed to take care of? well, they must condone that kind of behavior, no? they're okay with him acting like that in public? what kind of morals do they have, anyway?

the other thing you don't know yet is that katsuki has been working every day. two shifts, sometimes, to the point that there's little more he does than eat and sleep and be dynamight. there's no free time. if any tries to make an appearance in his schedule—he's filling it with something, anything; going hiking, working out, cooking dinner for his shithead friends, not being at home.

whatever he's doing, he's not being at home.

yes, he got rid of everything he could that belonged to you. because he couldn't stand to look at it and know you weren't going to use it in his house again. can't stand it. refuses to, actually. is only putting one foot in front of the other, every day, and not really thinking about that weird, awful weight sitting in his gut, that feels dark and terrifying. he can't think about it. he's not bad at avoiding those kind of thoughts—he's done it before and he'll do it again.

and lastly—he's a fucking idiot.

#you say 'this is gonna sit at the back of a drawer for *years*' and it's like #years. *years*. days and weeks and months from now this is a gift that you're not using because you're fucking pissed #he's not going to be in your life in three years—who knows where he'll be.#whatever happens with his career—good or bad—you wont be there to see it #you'll be somewhere else #living a life he's not privy too #he wont know what your favorite tv show is or if you still ask for food without certain ingredients or what you pajamas look like #you wont ever think about him and if you do it'll just be as some asshole ex boyfriend #that's all he'll be to you—for the rest of his life #✿ ask willow

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nackrosor · 2 years

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could you write something where reader is morpheus' wife and gets really horny while he's working and has to beg for him to touch her on his throne????? TY

I'm quite sure this isn't what the anon had in mind when they sent me their request. Hell, it wasn't what I had in mind either at first! This was meant to be a nice and short scenario but... heh, it kept changing as I was writing it and then I decided to take this opportunity to try and write something a little bit different than usual and well, this is the result. I hope you enjoy it! And thank you anon for your request!!!

pairing: Morpheus x wife!Reader

warnings: not sfw, smut, angst, v*aginal fingering, and I'll stop here because I don't want to spoiler too much ;)

synopsis: pretty much what the request says. You're horny and you have to beg for your husband to touch you.

words count: 2,921 k

[I was heavily inspired by this picture to write this. I mean, look at him... *swoons*]

You found him as you expected in the main room, sitting on his throne, a book in his hands, deeply engulfed in his reading. He didn't even notice you entering and walking bare feet in his direction until you were standing right beside him, hand placed on his arm.

He begrudgingly averted his eyes from the book and looked up at you.

"Darling, I thought you were in bed..."

"I couldn't sleep", you promptly replied, eyes lowering on his arm as you lightly traced its length with your finger. "I was missing you."

A soft sympathetic smile appeared on his lips as he grabbed your hand, moved it to his lips and placed a soft peck on its back.

"I'm working, Y/N. I cannot come to bed."

You sighed and pouted, leaning down on the edge of his throne. Your fingers began to softly run through his hair. "How much longer till you're done?"

"Not much longer, darling", he muttered, throwing an inquiring side-eye at you. "However", he gently brushed your hand off his head before he returned his attention to the book, "I must focus and not be bothered."

You stood back up, arms falling at your sides as another sigh left your lips.

You weren't surprised by his reaction, not at all. You knew what you were getting into when you decided to leave your bedroom and reach him in the throne room. He had always been particularly unyielding whenever he worked. There was literally nothing you could do to dissuade him from his task and redirect his attention to you instead. You knew that from experience. Each time however, you couldn't help yourself but to make an attempt, to try to get through him somehow; sometimes you'd done it just for sheer fun, other times because you were feeling particularly lonely and you wanted to spend some quality time with your husband.

This time you had a very specific reason for bothering him while he worked and you wouldn't give up on it so easily. Especially because the goal, were you to reach it, would bring you so much... pleasure.

Yes. You would bother him because you were horny. What was the harm in that? It's not like you hadn't already tried to touch yourself while laying in bed all alone. The result however had been unsatisfactory. You wanted him to touch you, his slender efficient fingers to work their magic against you.

He was an amazing lover, always had been, very generous too. However, whenever he had some important work to do he would become a little distant and even end up neglecting you for as long as that task would keep him occupied. You knew he didn't do it on purpose. He was just so focused on it that he would lose track of time and so adamant on completing his duties and give his all in doing them that he would neglect other, more personal, duties. Once the job was done, he would eventually give you everything you needed and more but in the meantime, well, you had to either fend for yourself or repress your desire.

This time you had no intention to consider the latter of those two options. It was probably a bit selfish from your part but you couldn't help it. You required his attention! Your crave for his touch had become too much to bear!

You stared at him. He was so excruciatingly gorgeous. You loved the way he would forrow his brows or purse his lips while enthralled in his reading or how his hands would hold the book, slender fingers firmly supporting its weight but grazing with profound care its cover and its pages. Could you feel jealous of a stupid book? Or of literally anything he touched outside of you? Sometimes you had even come to feel like that.

"Darling?"

His voice drew your attention back to the present. He was looking quizzically at you, probably wondering why you were just standing there, silently staring at him. In fact, it didn't make any sense.

You had to take action.

"I swear I won't bother you...", you innocently muttered and before he could do or say anything to stop you, you leaned forward, promptly slid one leg between his and pulled yourself up by the armrest to sit in his lap. You bumped against his book in the process, causing a sigh to escape his lips.

"Y/N..."

You huffed a quick "sorry" at his admonishing tone, but you didn't stop. You straddled his lap, making yourself comfortable against his chest, and why not, accidentally grope him a little in the meantime. He immediately tensed under you.

Lowering your eyes, you noticed how your nightgown had been crampled in the process. The hemline was lifted up to the level of your upper thigh so that your legs, hanging from his, were completely exposed, bare under his sight. You knew he had noticed too and you secretly smirked, enjoying your first small success.

"What are you reading?" You bent your head, peeking behind his hand at the page, faigning curiosity when in fact you only wanted to attract his eyes to your exposed cleavage.

"Nothing important..." he blurted out.

You could hear the unsteadiness in his voice and you repressed a smile as you turned around and looked up at him, quizzically arching a brow at his answer. You had to suppress another triumphant smile when you found him staring at your chest, eyes slightly widened. As soon as he realised what he was doing, he lightly shook his head, tearing his eyes away from you and recomposed himself by straightening his back. His gaze returned to the book.

"Something very important that requires my complete attention." he rectified one moment later in a serious tone and you had to bit your lip to refrain a chuckle.

He was a real tough nut to crack, you had to admit it but you loved a challenge and you were confident you would reach your goal, one way or another.

"I'm sorry my dear", you gently touched his chest, "I am distracting you." You hand moved higher, caressing him from above his coat, and came to a halt on his shoulder where you started to rub his tense muscles.

"Will you let me stay here with you as long as I don't make a sound?" Your rubbing had reached the back of his head, fingers running through the hair at the nape of his neck.

His hard stare fell on you and you flashed your moon eyes at him. He couldn't possibly resist them, in fact you could clearly see his determination falter in an instant.

"Not a sound." he conceded with a defeated sigh.

"Not a sound!" you repeated enthusiastically and immediately covered your mouth when you saw him flinch.

You smiled apologetically up at him before you leaned back against his chest, trying this time not to bump against his book and make him lose his patience.

You had successfully swayed him to let you stay. With another major objective out of the way, only a few were left to reach your final goal. All you had to do now was getting him to touch you which was no easy task but you had an idea on how to pull it through.

Your gaze fell on the armrest at your side where his free hand was resting. That was such a perfect, involuntary assist from his part, you couldn't possibly pass it up.

Careful not to move too much nor be too obvious, you placed your hand on his, attempting a light caress before you turned it around so you could hold it in yours.

You heard a light huff coming from behind but fortunately his hand didn't flinch away.

You wanted to test your luck, to see how far you could go, so you started playing with it, brushing your palm against his, gently rubbing his fingers and interlacing them with yours.

All was calm. He seemed not to care too much.

You smiled. Time for next step.

You moved his hand away from the armrest and held it in front of you, tracing its outline with your fingers and playfully but lightly poking its palm until you felt it was safe enough to move forward. As casually and innocently as you could manage, trying not to give your intentions away, you lowered it in your lap, placing it, back first, on your bare thigh.

You felt his hard stare on the back of your neck but you kept your eyes down, focused on lightly tracing the lines of his palm with the tip of your fingers. You were only using your thigh as a surface, nothing to be suspicious of! You bit your tongue when you felt him shift slightly against your back, presumably turning his attention back to the book, not without a certain struggle.

You had made it! His hand was on your thigh! Oh, so very close to where you wanted it to be. You wished you could just grab it and push it between your legs, to hell with all this discretion! You wanted to feel it move against you, to touch you softly at first then more and more firmly until his touch would turn roughly and get you to.... No. You had to focus. You were so close, you couldn't blow it all up now.

You grabbed his forefinger and brought it closer to your skin, directing it to draw patterns along your thigh. You used it as a pen, tracing abstract lines at first then feeling more confident by the minute, you used it to write dirty words on your skin, biting the inside of your cheeks to hide your amused smile, as you guided it closer and closer to your core.

When you thought you finally had it in the bag, fingers brushing against the rolled up hemline of your nightgown, you gasped and jumped, startled by the sudden clench of his hand on your inner thigh.

"Y/N, what do you think you're doing?"

Oh, busted!

His voice immediately called you to attention and you snapped your head up, meeting his gaze.

Although his face was serious, he didn't seem to be angry. That at least was a relief and possibly an auspicious sign.

You brought your hand to your mouth and bit on the tip of your finger as you flashed your best innocent eyes up at him. You couldn't repress the cheeky smile that spread on your lips as you whispered, "Nothing..."

"You think me so gullible?"

Of course you didn't. You just hoped he would let you use his hand without complaining.

"You could have just asked."

"Oh?" You perked up at his words, eyeing him gingerly, "really?"

His grip on your flesh tightened and you gasped again. The feeling of the warmth growing in your lower belly reminded you of your burning desire.

"Then...", you cleared your throat, shifting a little in his lap in order to allow your legs to spread a little wider, "could you...?" Your inviting eyes locked with his.

You followed his gaze as it lowered on where his hand clenched around your reddened flesh, then as it made its ascent along your body, halting at your chest on the way, until it finally rested once more on your face.

"Too late for that."

Those words sounded like an unfair sentence to you. Your eyes widened as you confusedly gawked up at him.

He leaned forward, closing in on your lips, enough for you to feel his warm breath on your skin but not to grant you their touch. He whispered on them, stressing each word to make his message clear.

"Now you have to beg for it."

Beg? A flame flew through your body at the word. You should beg him to touch you? You thought it to be quite humiliating, especially after what you had just done. Frankly, it irked you quite a bit but you craved his touch so much it hurt at that point, so you were even ready to beg for it if it meant you'd finally receive it.

You turned your hips slightly to the side just enough to snake your arm around his shoulders, and cling on him as you bore your eyes in his. "I beg you my love" you pleaded, clutching the fabric of his coat in your fist and tugging at it, "please, please, please touch me."

He stared down at you with a stoic expression plastered on his face. His fingers were still digging in the soft flesh of you inner thigh but other than that, there was no sign that hinted at his intention to comply.

"Morpheus, please", you tried again, louder this time, desperately clinging on him, your forehead pressing against his chest. "I beg you with all my heart. I need you to touch me. I'll go mad if you don't. I beg you, baby. Please." You didn't know what else to say to persuade him. His silence was driving you crazy.

"I have neglected you, haven't I?"

You snapped up at the sound of his deep voice, eyes searching his face. You were unsure how to reply. Would it be wise to tell the truth?

"You had work to do, I unders-"

His gaze hardened and the words chocked in your throat.

"That does not give me the right to neglect my lovely wife's needs."

Your heart jumped in your throat. What did it mean? Was he apologising in one of his roundabout ways? Was he finally going to give you what you wanted?

You were gawking at him, lips lightly twitching as you tried to search for the right words to say but found yourself unable to.

Without tearing his eyes away from yours, he leaned on the side, placing the book down on the ground, then moved his hand on your cheek to gently cup it.

"I shall make amends, then."

You couldn't believe it. Was he really going to...

Before you had time to fully decode his words and presume his intentions, you felt his hand move higher on your thigh, slide under the fabric of your nightgown and reach your core. A silent burning look passed between the two of you when his fingers touched your wet folds, bare underneath your dress.

You whined pathetically when he finally slid his fingers in and rubbed them over your slit. Your eyes fluttered close and your head fell back on his shoulder as you fully focused on his touch, the very one you had so ardently longed for.

His head bent toward you, leaning against your temple and you could feel his lips brush against your cheek, hot breath caressing your skin. His closeness, even though it was no novelty for you, felt intoxicating.

His fingers dipped into the wetness at your core and smeared back up to circle against your clitoris. You thought you were about to faint, for his touch was making your whole body shiver involuntarily and your heart jump wildly in your chest.

He moved one of his legs to the side, stretching yours open as a result, while his other hand wrapped possessively around your belly.

The lewd squelches that you made when his fingers slipped easily inside your heat and began to thrust in and out seemed to reverberate throughout the room. A broken cry left your lips when a moment later he added the pressure of his thumb on your clitoris, pressing and circling on it.

"Fuck, Dream, I’m-", you were close, you felt it, you could barely hold it together, you were only one touch far to fall apart, he only had to twist his fingers inside you one more time and you would snap. Only one more thrust...

You felt the wind be knocked out of you when his fingers came out of you with a loud squelch and the pad of his thumb slackened its swirling all of a sudden, only grazing with the lightest and slowest of touches your poor hardened nub.

"No no no no!" you cried out of frustration, frantically bucking your hips against his hand as you clinged harder onto him. "Dream please! Don't stop!" You looked up at him with pleading tearful eyes.

He sighed, closing his eyes and leaned forward to press a soft lingering kiss on your temple.

"Go back to bed, Y/N", he whispered in your ear and you felt like screaming at the top of your lungs but you were too stunned to even utter a single word.

Another broken cry left your lips when even the light touch of his thumb ceased, leaving you quivering and clutching at the air.

He gently rolled down your dress, fully covering your thighs and placed both his hands on your waist to help you stand on your still trembling legs. You were in shock, uncapable to wrap your head around what had just happened.

"I will join you shortly." he stated calmly, flashing one last intense stare at you, before he picked up his book from the ground and went back to reading.

You could only numbly turn around and walk away. Your chest was full of all kind of contrasting emotions but you kept them all inside.

"Oh and darling?"

You immediately turned around at the sound of his voice.

"You better not touch yourself in the meantime."

You swallowed, jaw clenching tight and feeling the tears in your eyes threatening to fall you turned on your heels and hurriedly stepped out of the room.

-> PART 2

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A/N:

Bawling my eyes out at this, sorry. That was so cruel Morpheus, so cruel... but I'm sure he will take care of y/n when he's finished with his work. ;) We know he can be a little bitch sometimes... and maybe this time y/n deserved it a little bit. lol

Btw, I wanted to finish this story and post it so now I can fully focus on my studies for the next weeks (my exam session at uni will start soon). I will try and write something whenever I have some free time but I don't think I will post anything until I'm done with the exams. So... I hope you enjoyed this story and that you'll look forward to reading some new ones when I 'return'. Take care! xx

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ninjaneonleon · 2 months

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(last seen at the tmnt au comp u _ u )

Mikey almost fell over backwards when the frantic looking Leo counterpart appeared in his vision. Casey, of course, was no help. She just laughed as he stumbled over his own feet and tried not to fall. In the end he just floated back to his feet properly with a small pout.

“Oh, sorry,” the Leo (Leon? Yeah, that worked for now) said, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly. “I just really need to find my Donnie, he’s, uh, not very stable with others.” He held up the photo he was brandishing a little more for emphasis.

The photo in question showed a version of Donnie that was very different to the brother Mikey knew and loved. Not only was he notably paler, his usual jade colouring going almost pastel, he was softer somehow. Rounder. He was also wearing a beautiful feathered tutu, had small white wings and was en pointe. That Donnie looked like he was all set to dance in Swan Lake, maybe even as Odette considering the feathered crown he had in place of a headpiece.

“No, I haven’t seen him. Hey, why do you say he’s unstable?” Casey asked, her eyes lighting up with excitement. Eugh boy, if Casey got it in her head that she wanted to try sparring with this unstable ballerina Donnie, there would be very little Mikey could do besides try to hold her back. Maybe if he got the Donnie back with his Leo, he’d be calm enough to not take Casey up on her obvious excitement.

“He’s, uh, well he’s very much got a swan brain?” Leon offered with a sheepish laugh. “Half the time he’s fine, the other half…”

“Oh, he gets violent and territorial?” Mikey had a few encounters with swans in the past. They were dangerous bastards who can and will mess you up. “Eugh boy, that’s definitely not someone who you want to leave alone. Leave it to me, I can help you find him.”

“Wait, you can?” Leon lit up with a relived grin. “How?”

“Like this.” Mikey held his hand out towards the photo and got a feel for Swanatello’s (heh, Swannie, that was a perfect name for him) energy. Once he as sure, Mikey plucked that very unique feeling chain from the air. He studied it curiously. “Huh. This is a very old feeling connected to him. Well, anyway, I can track him for you. Just follow me, we’ll get your Donnie back,” he promised, not letting go of the chain.

“Thank you so much,” Leon said enthusiastically. I’m worried he’s either gonna freak himself out or hurt someone.”

“Has he got memory problems or something?”Casey asked, following after Leon and Mikey. “Our Donnie can be violent but he’s very good at directing that away from people. Most of the time.” She shuddered, probably remembering the sago pudding incident. Mikey didn’t want to dwell on that.

“Yeah, he’s sort of been claimed by this mystic lake to be its guardian?” Leon offered with a shrug. “It means that he barely remembers anything before, and on his bad days, he doesn’t recognise us at all. He might look small but he’s just as strong as ever.” Based on the way Leon rubbed his arm, he clearly knew just how strong Swannie was.

“Claimed by a mystic lake? I might be able to help keep him calm for a while, if you wanted,” Mikey offered. If he could make sure Swannie could still sense the lake, he might stay calm enough to not hurt anyone during this whole thing.

“Anything would be helpful, thank you Mikey.”

They walked together for a little while, following the pale coloured chain, until Mikey spotted Swannie. He was looking around frantically, his feathers all puffed up from how worked up he was getting. Okay, Mikey totally had this.

“Casey, wait here. Leon, you too. Let me see if I can calm him down.” As he spoke, Mikey let a wave of magic wash over him. When it cleared, he was in his own tutu (orange, of course) and had his pointe shoes on. Oh yeah, that was awesome, he totally nailed the dramatics there. It might have been a while since Mikey had done any serious dancing but luckily, his body remembered exactly what to do.

He called for Swannie’s attention by putting a spotlight on himself and on Swannie, one only they (and Casey and Leon) could see. Then he let some music start to drift around, again, done so it didn’t bother anyone who was want involved.

Swannie looked over immediately, but when he heard the music, he seemed to relax. Perfect. Mikey made his way over, travelling in time to the music and throwing in some of his own choreography, warming himself up slowly. He and Swannie met in the middle and for a moment, they danced together.

It was simple enough to weave in some magic to their dance. A nudge to the mystic hold on Swannie’s soul, finding the link back to the lake, a touch of mental magic in the form of white smoke gathering around them to make sure he could feel the lake and feel it was safe, and tada! One fully conscious and aware Swannatello.

“Mikey?” He asked slowly as Mikey let the illusions die down.

“Not quite. I’m a different Mikey, buuut your Leo is right over there.” Mikey gestured over his shoulder to where Casey and Leon were waiting.

“Leo!” Like a bullet out a gun, Swannie shot over to Leo and clung to him, getting an awed hug in return. Oh yeah, Mikey was good.

“Nice going, Mikey,” Casey said with a grin. She clapped Mikey on the shoulder. “Wanna stick around with these two for a bit?”

“Yeah, if they’ll have us,” Mikey said, watching the twins get quite emotional as they hugged. “I think they could use some familiarity here, and besides, I wanna dance more with Swannie.”

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the-s1lly-corner · 5 months

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Hey it me again. Let’s try this for round two of my request for the tadc cast ( plus Caine) helping a reader with crutches at the breakfast table after they accidentally left them for the new i.h.a.

TADC cast x reader who uses crutches!

Side note I'm on mobile still for tumblr and my asks are getting weirder; the asks look fine in the inbox but when I go to answer them it like. Makes it on long thing, single worded lines. it's annoying and I dont like it!! It happened with the last request too grrrgrr

CAINE:

It takes him a while because it's not uncommon for circus members to skip out on IHAs, I mean zooble openly says they dont want to do them! But when he decides to go make sure you're not doing anything you're not supposed to (cough cough going into the void/j) he stumbles upon you

You can practically see the gears running in his head before he realizes the issue

Immediately zooms to your side and makes a show of apologies while helping you up

Shit he might even be frantic enough to scoop you up

Honestly I feel like Caine would feel so so bad and he would try to make it up to you

POMNI:

Feels very bad when she realizes you're not around; shes still trying to get hard to the digital world so shes still learning everyone and their whole deals

You know how some characters run with their hands out in front of them. In like a weird scurry. I think pomni would lowkey run like that when she tries to search every corner of the circus for you. Shed already check your room and a bunch of the halls before she even thinks about the main area

Letting out a stream of apologies as she gives you a hand, trying to let you know that she didnt do this to be malicious or hurtful

I think it would take a while longer for pomni to really, really, embed your needs into her schedule since shes juggling so much between coming to terms with being trapped and finding an exit, but she does promise to do better (and she does, eventually!)

RAGATHA:

It's rare that ragatha would just up and forget something like you needing crutches to really be able to move around; even rarer for ragatha to forget you as a whole for a brief moment

No I think the only way this scenario would work is if caine suddenly sprang up the days adventure out of no where as soon as the last person was done eating; and he decides to make it a really high energy chaotic one that takes everyone off guard

It's not long until she remembers you were left behind, though, shes probably one of the few who would take probably at most 10 or so minutes to go and get you.. jax is the second, oddly enough

That said she's apologizing and fretting over you before filling you in on everything you missed

Very sweet very nice, she wont let it happen again

JAX:

I like to think that jax does the "really fast run that he did leaving kaufmos room" a few times, especially when hes struck with a brilliant idea for a prank. So there definitely has been at least a couple instances where he left you behind. It's not so much that hes doing it out of malice, but its like. Those huge motivation spikes that prompt you to work ASAP, you know?

"Heh did you see that, reader?" After the prank he planted in an IHA goes off, turning around to find you're not here

Puts two and two together and runs off to where you were before and pulls you up

Lazy apology, I think, I mean I think jax is the type of person to struggle with apologizing but thats just me

KINGER:

Genuinely forgets because I mean... kinger has multiple instances of forgetting/not noticing gangle is right next to him in the pilot.. so do I really need to explain that kinger simply forgets? Obviously hes not doing it to be mean, assuming kinger truly is losing his marbles

I think it would require someone else outwardly asking where you are before he suddenly swivels in every direction trying to find you

Similar to pomni he runs around trying to find you before finding you by chance

Rather than immediately apologizing and helping you he runs over to you and expresses that he was scared SKMETHING had happened to you and how relieved he is to find that ultimately, you're okay

Then the streams of apologies start

Though I think this is a rare occurrence, because hes always trying to keep you in his line of sight; to align it with my other kinger hcs.. hmm.. perhaps this could happen in one of his worse days

ZOOBLE:

Zooble likely skips IHAs, so it would admittedly take them a while to find you. I mean if they're not at the IHA then they cant notice you're missing. I think they would find you when they decide to leave their room to wander the grounds, far from the chaos and

Oh!

You're kinda just, there. It looks like you had fallen over, your crutches far out of reach; perhaps you had tried to leave yourself after being stranded for a while

Zooble feels.. bad.. but they're flat in terms of expressing their emotions outside of annoyance and fear/surprise, so it kind of comes off as a

"Oh shit man my bad" reaction as they quickly try to get you your crutches and help you up

Takes you to their room after the fact, apologizing for bolting off so fast after breakfast

GANGLE:

Doesnt take long for her to realize you're not here, too, shes probably behind jax in regards of how fast shes going to retrieve you. Letting out these short squeaked apologies while helping you up; probably struggles doing so because shes made of ribbon and likely isnt that sturdy (I'm sorry that was mean)

Honestly you two probably skip out in the remainder of the IHA, gangle feels too horrible to go out and continue it snd you're tired, you know?

Two mirmir

#tadc x reader #the amazing digital circus x reader #digital circus x reader #caine x reader #pomni x reader #ragatha x reader #jax x reader #kinger x reader #zooble x reader #gangle x reader

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bronx-bomber87 · 3 months

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Happy Saturday wonderful fandom :) Ahhh the next in the line of goodies to come. This one doesn’t have a ton for them but doesn’t mean there isn’t absolute gems in it. So it'll be a littler shorter than the last one ha Also Aaron is amazingly hilarious in this episode. I love him to death. Let us get started.

5x09 Take Back

We start off with Tim being Watch Commander while Grey is miserable in NYC ha Things get immediately awkward when Chris arrives. Still clueless as ever asking Tim of all people about Lucy’s taste in houses. I mean if you don’t know her taste at this point should you really be buying a house together? Tim looks intrigued when he says he needs his opinion then it gets so awkward when it's about a house...

Tim is so very uncomfortable when he asks his opinion. Knowing this is going NOWHERE for Chris. I’ll never forget this hilarious post I saw about this scene after it premiered. I couldn't find it this time around. Had the lyrics from anti-hero by Taylor swift. ‘It’s me. Hi. I’m the problem it’s me.’ You ain’t ever getting that house with her because of that man sitting there LOL Idk why that post made me laugh so hard but it did. It stuck with me clearly haha

It’s so very weird Chris comes to Tim for this. It's obvious he knows Tim knows her the best. Crazy to me he's not threatened at all by that fact. Clearly he isn’t if he’s coming to Tim for advice. Blows my mind how blind he is. Lucy comes in asking what they’re talking about? Chris tells her he found THE house. Lucy looking as uncomfortable as ever at this news. Saying he's going to call the realtor and call her later. Lucy's high pitched 'I can't wait...' Couldn't be more awkward if she tried.

He gives her a kiss on the cheek and leaves. Tim giving that good ole fake Sanford smile when he does. Tim's face crack me up. Like he stole your girl and you have no idea you putz heh Also just so on brand for Chris to not see how uncomfortable Lucy was. He’s been blind their entire relationship It’s unreal. You can also see how much Tim hates seeing him kiss her. Even if it’s on the cheek.

It’s almost a grimace really as he watches it. Probably thinking of all the ways he could easily kick his scrawny ass haha That fake smile begging for Chris to leave the room so this awkwardness can pass. How Chris doesn’t pick up on either of these vibes I don't know. But then we call him the clueless clown for a reason don’t we?

Lucy doesn’t look comfortable till Chris leaves the office. Tim asking 'How the breakup is going?' HA Cleary it's going well Timothy...Lucy tells him she’s in the planning stages. Just reviewing the literature. Classic Lucy response. Wanting to plan this out completely before pursuing it. Tim telling her a psychology journal isn’t going to tell her how to break up with Chris. I mean he's not wrong.... It's just a bandaid you have to rip off even if its uncomfortable as hell.

He’s so matter of fact with his wording. Using a sports metaphor to explain how she should do it. Makes me wonder if he's actually done this before? Ha She’s adorable in her reply of saying ‘Playbill?’ She truly has no idea what he’s talking about. It’s too funny. It's comical really Tim giving her advice on how to break up with Chris. So you know he can date her haha

Tim has been very patient in all this but you can see him getting a little antsy about it. It is interesting how full circle this moment is. He set them up in 4x12 and now he’s ready to help break them down in this 5x09. Tim is just so ready for Lucy to do this cause he’s anxiously waiting to be with her. It’s pretty damn cute if you ask me. He’s trying to be patient but also is like can we hurry this along a bit?

Lucy says that’s too cruel she wants to handle it her way. No matter how this goes down Chris is going to be hurt though. It's how breakups go there is alway someone who walks away more upset about it. Her empathy taking the front seat in this decision. Where Tim just wants her to rip the bandaid off. Get this over with ASAP.

This is where we see little bit of Tim’s self doubt kick in. It's written all over his face when he asks her if she's having doubts? Worried she’s delaying this because she is having second thoughts about him. About them. Lucy immediately squashes his anxiety with her reply. Shooting massive heart eyes his way as well. She wants Tim to know she’s all in just like he is. That there is nothing for him to worry about.

I love how sure Lucy looks when she tells him 'No, I'm not'. She is so certain this is what she wants. Needs him to know this as well. Not a doubt in her mind about this whole thing. She just has stuff to work out with this breakup first. The certainty in her eyes is everything. Nothing makes more sense to her in this moment than him.

That confidence of hers is why Tim relaxes the way he does above. His whole body draining of the tension he was carrying. His cute smile saying ‘Good.’ Could this man be more of a soft puppy for her? Look at him. That hope and excitement back in his eyes. Lucy replying in kind with her own 'In love 'gaze. They’re both all in and it makes my heart very happy. Also they’re having a full on flirt session in Grey’s office for everyone to see.

I adore Tim being so open and vulnerable in this scene. Making sure she wasn’t backing out. The same Tim who couldn’t communicate in his other relationships to save his life. But with this he is checking in with her. Letting Lucy know his stress about her not breaking up with Chris yet. Lucy assuages his worries instantly. When it’s the right one the harder stuff seems a little easier. More natural. Lucy sensed that panic and instantly calms him with her words and heart eyes. Gah so good. Look at these idiots in love. I just adore them so very much.

This next scene with Aaron is pure gold. I love him so much he cracks me up. Never expected him to be as funny as he is. He notes how quiet she is being and is asking what's going on? Lucy letting him know she needs to break up with Chris. First off like to say we are all Aaron when he says ‘Finally.’ To her breaking up with Chris. Yesssss and Hallelujah finally breaking up with the clown. Nails it even further when he says Chris was never on her level. I mean yeah he never was. Not ever.

Aaron is speaking for the whole Chenford fandom in this moment LOL Chris had nine lives with her and they've finally run out. Aaron's reaction is the best part of this scene. I love that he knew where Lucy's heart was and it obviously wasn't with Chris. He knows it’s with Tim 100 percent. Like most people in their world do. Tim is her equal in so many ways it’s insane. Chris could never compare as Lucy figured out last ep.

Aaron tells her they can practice her breaking up with him. So it’s much easier when the time comes. It’s not a bad idea tbh. This is where it gets hilarious. Lucy brings up them looking at houses. Aaron kinda judging her for letting get as far as looking at houses. Telling her 'Yikes....' HA Tell us how you really feel my man. Lucy reprimanding him saying that is not helpful....Oh Aaron I love you so very much.

Lucy starts her speech trying to find her footing in what she is trying to say. She looks over at Aaron in the middle of it and see he is crying. lol If you didn't laugh at this scene you're dead inside. It's so damn funny. Lucy asking him WTF he is doing? Aaron telling her he is channeling Chris's pain LMFAO I mean he's not wrong she had to be prepared for an emotional response. It's just the way he went about this that is so hysterical. He is having way too much fun with this.

Telling her they should do angry next. I'm rolling. Lucy is doing some channeling of her own. She is channeling her man in this scene. It’s so funny. So aggravated with his role playing in this. Wondering why she asked for his advice in the first place? hahaha They then get a call about a 'Navi'. Lucy is so confused. Aaron geeks out and says it's from Avatar. Tells Lucy she should ask if it’s full grown. The look she gives she is channeling her husband again so much. ‘Aaron, it’s a fictional character...’ LMAO

I really love this ending scene with them. Aaron wants to do one more practice run with her. Lucy tells him she doesn’t need it. (Oh but you do....) That she’s just going to go with her gut on this one. It sounds like a solid idea in the moment but it's honestly the worst thing to wing it. Especially when it's something this intense.

When something is this emotional the right words tend not to just come to you IMO. They sure don't for me. I love him being brutally honest with her about it LOL Saying it’s a terrible idea. That he likes the sentiment but this isn't going to end well. I mean he’s not wrong as we will see here in a bit. Lucy once again channeling Tim in this moment. Cutting him off from saying anything else and just tells him good night haha

We get to the breakup scene we’ve all been waiting for. Lucy is bumbling and awkward. Not knowing where to start. Chris once again blind as a bat. He has no idea why she’s acting this way. Lucy curses Aaron for being right about this moment. Saying she should practiced more LOL I adore her panicking and defaulting to Tim’s playbook advice haha idk what’s funnier that or her being shocked Chris knows what she means by saying that.

All that prep and thinking this out and she went with her man’s advice on how to end this. This makes me giddy to no end. I bet you it’s cause Tim was on her mind from the minute Chris entered the apartment. My guess is that is part of the reason she fell back on his advice. Literally the most Lucy Chen thing ever to use it then be surprised Chris knew what she meant. I love her sfm haha

Chris stumbles around shocked as hell she’s breaking up with him. He seems so very blindsided by the whole thing. I mean if the man opened his eyes for once he wouldn’t be that shocked…But this Chris we are talking about. Lucy tries to get him to talk to her more. Saying they should sit down and talk this out. Chris just bails not wanting to talk at all. Not wanting to fight for her at all. Just takes off like a child who didn't get what he wanted.

Now I’m ok with this. Obviously we all are. Just goes to show you Tim was willing to fight for her and Chris wasn’t in the end. Lucy said it was over and he just left. I mean he wasn’t wrong there isn’t much to talk about out. She doesn’t love him. But still no fight in him at all after Lucy does this. Just folds like a cheap suit. A clueless clown from beginning to end...

We’ve reached the scene of the ep that made us all swoon and squee. I remember feeling so anxious to get to this scene. I had to re-watch the episode to truly appreciate it all. I was too antsy to get back to them sharing a screen. I was so damn giddy this was the place we were in. They spent the majority of this episode apart. So all I could focus on was her coming back to him in this moment.

I adore Lucy coming back into the station to talk about the breakup right away. Needing to share this news with him as soon as she could. I love that she returned to work just to tell him about this. So anxious to get back to Tim after it was done. Lucy wanted him to know as soon as she could it was over with Chris. Knowing he was just as anxious as she was about the breakup. It's sweet how he tentatively approaches her when she says why she is back.

He wants to be understanding about it. Seeing if she wants to talk about it more. Doesn't just want to jump the gun and bulldoze her feelings about the matter. Lucy isn't there to chat about that though. She wants to cash in on him asking her out. Because she couldn’t wait another second without him asking her out again. They're both so damn nervous and sweet in this scene. Fidgety and excited about the prospect of their future. Lucy messing with her hands the entire time as she explains the breakup. Tim keeping his distance while she explains it.

Gah I love her fidgeting near her ring as she approaches Tim. Anxiously awaiting for him to ask her out again. Lucy’s nervous way of reminding him to ask her again like they decided. How she looks into the bullpen before approaching Tim. Saying ‘So…’ He looks nervously excited by her doing this. Eric the king of expressions strikes again. The way his eyes go to check the bullpen as well before refocusing on her. He isn't sure what she is going to do in this moment.

The entire station can see into this office. He looks so friggin cute in his nervousness. I love that that she makes him nervous like this it's so adorable. Lucy gains her confidence and looks him directly in the eye flirty as can be. Asking him if there's something he wants to ask her? The whole purpose of her returning to work is to secure their date. Telling him about the breakup was the catalyst yes. But truly she was wanting to hear him ask her out again.

Tim see's her confidence and starts shaking off his own nerves. Replying in a sassy manner. Their banter the undercurrent of this moment going forward. Fueling them with the courage to say what they want to. Tim can't help being playful and sassy with her replying ‘I can’t remember.’ Doing that cute smirk of his that I love so very much. Wanting to push her buttons a little because well it's Tim.

Lucy is affectionately violent in her reply haha Look at her she is beaming with adoration. She loves this goober in front of her so very much. ‘Don't make me hurt you.’ Because she would legit hurt him if she had to in this moment haha I saw a funny parallel from this to her ripping that tape off in 4x07. She'll do it Timothy LOL Don't test your girl.

I love how he gets serious after she says this. It's the way he slowly moves towards her. That intent look on his face in the first one. *fans self* gah. Then in the second one the way he melts for her. In a way only Lucy gets to see. Asking with as much giddiness and excitement as I ever seen in this man. "Do you wanna go out on a date? Look at this puppy of a man. He is beyond excited to ask her this question again. Knowing now he will get a yes with no stipulations this time around. There is still a little nervous hesitation in his delivery which is precious.

Lucy is bursting at the seams with absolute giddiness when she replies ‘Yeah. I do.’ So happy he's asked her again. How one looks when the man they love asks them out. There’s so much to love about this scene. He’s asking her out in the Watch Commanders office. I love that sfm. Both ecstatic they’re finally going on a date with nothing holding them back now. They’re at work and have to restrain themselves from being too obvious. Which you know they suck at heh

My god anyone looking in on them in that last gif could see how in love these two are. They're so excited just to be around each other right now. The way they’re just standing there looking into each other’s eyes with the dopiest in love smiles. I cannot. I remember thinking the break was gonna take forever to get through. What a time to be alive watching this the first time I remember. LOL

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Side notes -non Chenford

Is it just me or does John have more chemistry with Genny than he does Bailey? Thought I’ve always had from this ep. Probably just me but I always thought they had solid chemistry.

Greys have a ROUGH SL in NYC.

Celina also has a hard time in the ep. With their suspect dying in custody. She has a tough rookie year.

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butterfly-writer · 1 year

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I noticed u watch arcane and Bnha perfect I had request

may I request a Bakugou x fem reader where reader based on jinx from arcane has similar abilities as her. Like maybe in past like middle school Bakugou used to bully her badly to point she called her mean rude names a jinx kinda reader felt worthless and had breakdowns kinda similar the episode of arcane since I kinda inspired by that maybe she went missing and later becomes psychotic villain that bakugou made her to be and Bakugou regrets his actions and tries to reason with her but she too far gone I hope this makes sense I kinda love jinx charcter Aslo if ok to add those like inner thought that jinx (has like scribbles idk how to describe it in the show ) has from her trauma like for reader when she those moments due to bakugou tramua her Sorry if this seem too much if unable to do it understand I just hope this makes sense

Jinx!

Bakugou x Fem!Reader

Summary: A little victim of Bakugou’s bullying came back for revenge. A sickening revenge.

★☽A/N: I’M SORRY BUT THIS IS SUCH A GOOD REQUEST- LIKE- WOW!! This may be the longest fanfic I have ever done! I just love the concept <33

Contents: Angst - mentions of breakdowns - bullying - harsh words

Y/N’s quirk: Arcanna (Allows the user to create crystal-like balls that can be used to boost the user’s stats, power up weapons (Like guns), and can be used as explosives when crushed.)

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“Yeah Katsuki! Show her what you can do!” A boy encourages as he and another friend watch the blonde blasting explosions at a girl with H/C hair. “Stop! Please!!” The girl begged but the boy wouldn’t stop. “Look at her! Such bad luck.” A boy laughed, “HAHA!! Like a jinx! Hey- Let’s give her a new nickname!” The other said. “Heh, Jinx? I like that nickname.” The blonde smirked, grabbing the girl’s hair to face him. “Your name is Jinx, alright? You have such bad luck, you’re probably the reason why you’re an orphan. I think Jinx fits you well.” The boy smirked, the girl was scared, unable to say anything. “She accepted it so easily! How pathetic!!” The brunette boy laughed, the other joining in beating her up.

Suddenly there was a voice that got the bullies attention, “Hey!! Stop bullying her!” The blonde, Katsuki, turned around to see his childhood “friend” Izuku. “Deku! You want a beating too?” He asked with a grin. “If you don’t stop! I’ll- I’ll tell on you!” The timid boy stuttered. “Tch, c’mon Katsuki.” One of them said, Katsuki scoffed before kicking the girl one more time and walked away with his gang.

The boy quickly ran towards the beaten up girl, asking her if she was okay in a panicked voice. "Do you need to go to the nurse??" He asked but to no response, the girl just looked at the ground with a blank face, as if she accepted her fate. That she was nothing but a jinx.

Everyday for the past middle school years, she has been bullied by Katsuki Bakugou and his gang after they learned that she was an orphan. She was beaten up, called a jinx, always having bad luck following her. Even worse, she started to have mental issues, always being seen talking to herself or having a panicked look in her eyes. She practically accepted her fate, getting bullied and having bad luck following her.

Her orphanage tried to get the treatment she needed but to no avail, she was just.. unable to be fixed. She suddenly began to have breakdowns in class, but no one helped. Everyone simply viewed her as a freak. It was just a matter of time before she was taken out of school. Bakugou and his gang didn't have their little toy anymore and so they started to bully Deku for being quirkless. When the girl started attending the school in their second year, Deku was able to avoid getting bullied. However, by the time she pulled out of school at the start of their third year, Katsuki and his friends had turned their attention to the poor, timid boy.

When the two boys were accepted into U.A, it was a huge turn around for Deku, finally being able to become the hero he always wanted to be! If only she could achieve that with him. Katsuki was only fueled with rage, angered that he was not the only one that was accepted. He had Deku pinned to the wall with an angered look, demanding to know how he got accepted, along the lines of “Did you bribe them?!” But it wasn’t true, Deku had worked hard after receiving One For All and he got in with his own efforts, with the help of All Might.

Weeks have passed since middle school ended. He has been putting in a lot of effort in U.A with his new classmates and making new friends, growing closer every day. He continues to make attempts to get in touch with his middle school friend Y/N L/N, but the orphanage says that she ran away a few months after dropping out of middle school. He tried looking for her but failed. He eventually admitted defeat and gave up trying to find her.

Little did he know, he would be seeing her soon.

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It was the day the students were gonna learn about rescue. They all had to take the bus to the U.S.J because it was farther from the main building. Everyone was already outside with their hero costumes, except Deku who had his gear and his PE uniform instead of his costume. “Hey Deku, aren’t they your gym clothes?” Uraraka asked, walking up to Deku. “Where is your costume?” She asked, pointing at his clothes, “Ah, it got ruined during the battle training, so they’re repairing it for me.” He embarrassingly said.

Everyone was then ordered by Iida to go inside the bus to begin the journey to the U.S.J

By the time they arrived, they were greeted by the pro hero No.13!! The students were in awe of the hero as the hero explained the meaning behind the name of “U.S.J!!” The students were so excited to be learning how to rescue others but villains had other plans..

Suddenly, the lights started electrifying and turning off which made the students look up. And then the fountain water flowed intermittently and a big misty purple portal materialized out of nowhere. Villains had appeared. The students thought it was part of an exercise but Aizawa said otherwise.

As the problems began to increase, a light blue ashy haired man and a joyful looking girl with H/C watched the chaos that had occurred by their arrival. “Hey, Shiggy! Can I maybe play with a certain blonde?~” The girl asked with an excited smile, “Do what you want, you mentally unstable child.” Shigaraki sighed, the girl smiled happily by his approval, “Giri!! Help me out here!” She called out to the misty man, “Of course, Jinx.” The misty bartender nodded before opening one of his portals for her. “Thank you!!” She thanked before skipping inside the portal and arriving in the Ruins Zone.

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A blonde and a red haired boy were fighting off the goons that were sent into the zone with them, easily defeating them all with the blonde calling them all weak and even attacked one of them that were trying to sneak behind him with an explosion, And just as they were gonna go, a portal appeared in front of them, “Another extra! Fine, bring it on!!” He grinned, both of them positioning themselves to attack this anonymous attacker.

A girl with H/L H/C hair with a steampunk themed outfit waltzes right out before the portal closes. The red haired boy dashed towards the enemy and just as he was gonna take a hit, the villain swiftly dodged the attack and pulled out a makeshift gun and shot him with an electric shot. The boy quickly recovered and ran back into action, catching the villain off guard and managing to hold her in place, “Bakugou! Quick, take a hit!” The boy, Kirishima, called out but the boy stayed frozen, taking recognition from the villain’s E/C eyes that were tinted in bright pink.

“Bakugou!!” Kirishima yelled again which took Bakugou out of his frozen state and he quickly got back in action, blasting a powerful explosion towards the red head’s direction, managing to take a hit. Kirishima pounced back, siding with Bakugou as they waited for the villain’s next move. “Haha… I miss that heat! Did ya miss me, Kacchan?~” The H/C girl chuckled, slowly lifting her head up to show her glowing pink E/C eyes.Bakugou’s eyes widened as he finally remembered who she was.

“Y/N..?” He muttered softly, “Y/N? No no, it’s Jinx! Remember? You made me who I am today!” She laughed. “Oi, this must be some sick joke, I thought you wanted to be a hero!” He yelled out, “Heroes wouldn’t want an unstable student to be a hero, All For One helped me see that.” She smiled, creating a small crystal and smashed it onto the ground, “Bakugou, watch out!” Kirishima yelled before a F/C explosion engulfed the 3 people.

When the smoke cleared out, the girl stared at Kirishima who was protecting Bakugou with his body. Y/N looked at this with an angered and distorted look, scribbles were all around her, scribbling everything around her. Voices in her head started to talk, along the lines, “Monster!” “Freak!” “Jinx!!” And there were scribbles all along the boys’ faces. She was engulfed in a feeling of rage and sadness.

The boys finally recovered and looked at the distressed villain. Bakugou quickly blasted towards her, taking the opportunity as she was distracted, oh so he thought.

The girl noticed and quickly blasted her gun towards him, an electric feeling shook his body. “Have you gone weak?! You are so pathetic!” She mocked, walking towards him but a red head blocked her from doing so.

She managed to hold them off in the zone when All Might appeared. By the time All Might defeated the nomu, a portal appeared in front of her. “Oh? I guess it’s my time to go! It was lovely seeing you, Kacchan!” She smiled, walking into the portal before the two students could hit her.

“Until we meet again~”

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beautifulphilosopherbird · 20 days

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Dungeon Meshi rewatch ep 9 notes

the ex party member's name is Namari (did not retain that on my first watch but then again, that's what the rewatch is for)

Marcille resents her for "abandoning" the party bc they couldn't pay her

Mr. and Mrs. Tansu are the elderly couple who employed her after she left the party (wow it's only been a week and I feel so much has happened already)

Kaka and Kiki are the twins they adopted (it comes up later in the ep if I'm not mistaken) (actually I think it's from the manga extra @eelo sent us in chat)

they're "personal scholars" so I guess they do research in the dungeon on behalf of someone?

ahhh grumpy old man says Marcille angered the water spirit (Undine) so I guess pouring boiling water in the lake did trigger it, wasn't a coincidence oopsie

they're gnomes ok noted

grumpy mcpants tries to calm down the water spirit (bc gnomes and spirits are homies)

LOL I forgot he uses Namari as a shield

AH RIGHT the resurrection thing only works within the dungeon, right? I'm a clown

but Senshi actually does mind the resurrection thing, which same really. it would freak me out a lil I think

ah so here we get some info on how/why resurrection works in the dungeon: the soul is bound to the body within the dungeon so no matter how damaged the body is, the soul won't leave

grumpy pants says it's not so much the dead coming back to life, as it is death being forbidden in the dungeon - which is a curse

grumpy pants and fam research such ancient curses and he's come to investigate a magical circle in the area (what is a magical circle? is that the thing Marcille does later when she resurrects Falin?)

Namari finds Laois' sword creepy (she thinks it's the same one as before but it's actually gotten creeper lol)

do gnomes dislike Elves too? they sure are unpopular heh why?

Namari seems to be the weapons expert, chastising everyone for not tending to their weapons properly

Kensuke reacts to a nearby monster, good boy Kensuke

SENSHI WITHOUT HIS HELMET HUMANA HUMANA HUMANA ijfifpafjpaof

lol the tentacle vine banana stuck in Senshi's hand

okay the Undine is pretty interesting - collection of tiny spirits that only live a week each, pretty cool

a return spell is a thing that can be done ig

I don't dislike Namari but I'm not a fan of her tbh

now it's revealed that Senshi's cooking pot is made out of adamant, a really powerful/resistant material (he's becoming more and more sus bc he knew of the dungeon before everyone else, and now this "family heirloom" shield turned pot that's made out of some epic rare material… I've got my 👀 on you Senshi boy)

why do I feel like there is some important lore there in his backstory… was he supposed to be something but only wanted to live a simple life of cooking monsters so he ran away to the dungeon? are we gonna meet his fam later on? hmmmmm probably not bc nothing in this anime is predictable hahaha

Namari to the rescue! she and Senshi bag the Undine (which Marcille eats to recover her powers)

ah, the final ex member of the party is mentioned: Shuro (who was so in love with Falin he wanted to propose but didn't go with them after she got eaten which ??? raises some questions)

Namari says he's probably still searching for her but like, why not with the rest of them?

random screengrabs:

poor Kensuke lol

#dunmeshi #dunmesh #dungeon meshi #delicious in dungeon #dunmeshi ep 9

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wannaeatramyeon · 1 year

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Hello Ara Ara Anon here.

Kinda digging your profile Gun having a seriously face lol. Which made me think of what would Gun and Goo hate to see in thier Date or in fight.

And what would be thier auto "marry me" reaction during thier date/ situations.

Hello again Ara Ara anon! This is probably one of my fave expression this guy pulls. It's just so relatable. Thanks for the ask - and I could see Goo falling for the ara ara OC heh.

Fight Reaction: Marry Me!

Gun values competent people, he would have needed to have heard of your reputation first to pique his interest. It would make sense if you were making a name for yourself as a high ranking executive in Workers, climbing to the top with a ruthless tenacity. You're efficient and ambitious and you wanted the crew business all to yourself. Because why do these little boys get all the fun?

Couple that with you being strong? What a way to get his attention. Gun's instant marry me though? This bastard... Daniel breaks 1 arm and this pervert can't stop thinking about him. Imagine if you broke all his limbs.

Goo is one sadistic fucker. Similar to Gun, you would need to overpower him during a fight but he doesn't need the context. He couldn't give a shit who you are, but where have you been hiding with your pretty claws and vicious grin? Having someone like you beat him up is hot. It eases the sting of the loss somewhat.

Goo is sitting there, bruised and bloodied by you, which is already a turn on. Then you lean in and grab his chin:

"Ara ara... What a disappointment you turned out to be, Goo Kim."

He genuinely would blurt out "marry me" in this moment.

Fight Reaction: Fuck You

Gun loves fighting. He really believes in the beauty of the it, the movement, the skill, the raw feel of throwing punches and kicks. Connecting and ripping through skin, breaking bones. He doesn't care if you fight dirty. Go ahead and grab some weapons. Adds more spice.

However anything that would ruin the fundamental of people beating the shit out of each other would upset him, more so if it's illegal.

"You dumb motherfucker. Are you ruining my fun with a gun"

and if you tried to jab him with a syringe full of questionable drugs like what happened to Samuel? He'll really show you what Shiro Oni means.

What can I say, this guy has his principles.

For Goo, you would have thought anything goes with this blonde maniac but he hates being underestimated or thinking someone is going easy on him. And combine that with you getting the upper hand? He loathes your trash talk.

"You call that a punch"

"What is that stance"

"Have you ever even used a sword before"

He would be going feral with rage, frothing at the mouth, aiming to kill. If you manage to get him to this stage and still nothing?

"Was that supposed to hurt"

Please also see the above scenario - he would likely have the most confused boner.

Date Reaction: Marry Me!

Apart from the obvious fighting prowess, Gun would love someone that could easily be playing 5D chess and challenging him.

He's smart and perceptive but if he tells you about his day and you manage to catch something he's missed? Or offer him a better solution? God. He's always done this on his own, but maybe it wouldn't be so bad with you.

You would need a pretty wicked and wild streak yourself to seriously be with someone like Goo. You 2 together are loose cannons and a general danger to society. And your ideas of a date aren't the most... traditional.

Someone pissed Goo off and you suggest some casual arson? Grand theft auto against a guy who parked too close to his precious car? Identity theft of someone that tried to rip him off? Yep babe, you're the one.

Date Reaction: Fuck off

It likely will never get to this stage if they get even a whiff of something amiss.

Casually sleeping around is one thing but Gun and Goo are pretty thorough with researching and scoping people out, and that's no different for a potential date. They know the kind of traits they like and respect. If you don't fit the bill, then this ain't happening.

The only real thing both Gun and Goo would hate is if either of them misjudged you. They thought they saw a partner and an equal but you're not measuring up. Either you're too nice or normal or moralistic or just naive. This would never work, they need someone that understands the way of their world. They would have no qualms breaking up or just straight out ghosting you.

#lookism #lookism headcanons #lookism hc #lookism x reader #lookism gun #gun park #gun park x reader #lookism goo #goo kim #goo kim x reader #lookism fanfics #wannaeatramyeon

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love-toxin · 1 year

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Omg Ellie so (totally haven’t been stalking ur spicy tag 👀) but I just found this and... if you ever wanna do more of puppy play Eddie, you definitely have an audience lmao

heh.....my brain is rotating......Eddie puppy play but it's a throuple--you, Steve, and Eddie, your precious pup that you two just looooove caring for <3

(cw: petplay/puppy play, collars and leashes)

it's something that happens kind of on a whim. you and Steve have had those conversations about having a threesome, maybe even a third partner, but you haven't found any viable candidates yet. too bossy. not affectionate. only interested in sex. only interested in Steve or you, not both. every time you try, something comes up.

but then Eddie just falls into your laps, and you find your answer. probably strolls into Family Video one day while Steve's working, or the arcade next door where you work, and you two get to know him--and when you realize that he's a lot more apt to be unconventional, you grab the opportunity to propose a threeway. he's only a little hesitant but he eases in quickly when the time comes, and he understands that you're not just mocking him--it actually goes amazingly, leagues better than any that you and Steve have tried before. but afterwards, when you hint at taking things further, Eddie warns you of a little "problem" of his--an interest that he swears you won't be down for even though he hasn't told you what it is yet.

when he does, finally, after weeks of pestering, the stuff he has in his room makes a lot more sense. handcuffs could just be written off as kinky, but the collar and the leash....it makes a lot more sense when you find out Eddie's into puppy play. but like the open-minded people that you and your boyfriend are, you offer to indulge him in his fantasy, especially since he's revealed that he's never done it with someone before. only messed around by himself. that's gonna change.

first, Steve gets the leash. clips the collar round Eddie's neck and works out some guidelines--safeword, dos and donts, things he can say and not say--and once that's done, it's go time. literally. Eddie's butt is already wiggling where he's knelt on Steve's bedroom floor, looking up at both of you with big, brown doe eyes and a hopeful whimper as he barks softly for your attention. you thread your fingers through his soft hair and watch him lean up into your touch, eyes closed and nose scrunched up as he tries to nuzzle you for more. his cock is already leaking when you call him your good boy, and when Steve sternly orders him to beg for it, Eddie begs. he does it for you, for Steve, for a touch, any touch to relieve that awful pressure you two are putting in his belly with your commands. he's indiscriminate, eagerly drooling all over his own lap when Steve fucks his face, and humping your leg when you snap your fingers at him and tell him to enjoy his treat--cause good boys get to cum, and Eddie makes sure to be a very good boy for you. his ass is sore and his cock is soaked and strained by the end of it all, but he doesn't even settle down until he's nestled up between you two in bed, clean, fed, warm, and happy. he's so overwhelmed in a good way, wishing and hoping in his dreams that you two will have mercy and let him act out this fantasy with you again--he's got no idea you and Steve have absolutely no plans of letting him go, and are gonna tell him you're keeping him as soon as he wakes up. you've always pestered Steve for a dog, anyways, and now you've finally got one <3

#eddie munson #steve harrington #eddie munson x reader #steve harrington x reader #steve x reader x eddie #steddie x reader #spicy writing #st 4 #stranger things #ellie writes #anons

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mp100fanworkstranslation · 2 years

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Purely a matter of chance: Part 2

Part 1 Here

Mob: Um.... Are you alright? Reigen: Sorry about this. Calling you out so late at night, right before your exams.

Mob: Though....using psychic powers on a person...... Reigen: It’s for an exorcism! So it’s really being used on spirits!! Mob: um.... Ekubo: Shigeo, lift him up a bit higher Mob: Like this? Ekubo: Yeah, like that. Reigen: Oh.....

Reigen: .....Oh hahaha..... I’m flying......

Thank you.....You.... You wanted to make my wish come true didn’t you? It would be incredible if I could fly in the sky,.... I did say that didnt I..... (Note: Reigen’s childhood dream was to fly. It’s in Chapter 97 of the Manga)

All I did was make a small grave for you. To be repaid with such kindness. It’s so much more than I deserve. Not even the offering of a single flower for you...

Reigen: ....well, that should be more than enough. Mob: Master is flying.... Ekubo: It’s your powers holding him up Mob: Yeah.... but..... He looks like a huge bird. Ekubo:...... I hate birds.

Ekubo:..... they’re always so full of themselves.... loud.... and they never shut up. Mob: Like you, Ekubo? Ekubo: WHAT!? Ekubo: Shigeo, is what what you think of me? Mob: Well.... maybe a little Ah.... the wings dissappeared. He’s descending now....

Reigen: Thanks Mob Ekubo: Slow down a bit Shigeo, his bones might not have returned to normal yet. Mob: Okay

Reigen: I had to rely on you after all Mob: I think Ekubo could have done it if he really tried. It would have been more complicated. He probably didnt want to risk hurting you. Ekubo: Hey.... Shigeo... that’s enough...

Mob: Well, I guess I’ll be headed back and.... Reigen: Ah! Study hard!

Reigen: Thanks Ekubo Ekubo: It was all Shigeo’s doing Reigen: No, It’s you Ekubo: Eh? Reigen: Of course Mob helped too... Reigen:....but it’s you.

Ekubo: Heh Reigen suddenly sneezes Ekubo: Ugh! Gross....

Reigen: Ugghhh It’s freezing. My shirt has holes. Ekubo: Oh right, on your back Reigen: and I was flying around in the sky....and....

Ekubo gives him his jacket: Here you go Reigen: Uwah.... That’s very gentlemanly of you... Thanks for the help. Reigen: Aren’t you headed back? Ekubo: Well I have to see this through to the very end, right? Reigen: hahaha that’s very kind of you. Ekubo: Hey, you didn’t have to put it that way.

Reigen: I wonder if there’s a flower shop still open this late. Ekubo: Flower shop? Reigen: What kind of flowers do you like? Ekubo: Flowers? what?....I mean... dandilions I guess? Reigen: Hahaha cuz that’s the only kind you can name right? Ekubo: Shut up Reigen: No it’s fine... it fits Ekubo: Eh? Reigen: I hope it’s blooming somewhere out there.

#Ekubo #Reigen #Mp100 #mob psycho 100 #shigeo kageyama #Ekurei

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cleyellow-wood · 2 years

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a/n: inspired by nerves by dpr ian and today’s chan’s room bc he played dpr ian today heh. love confessions, and all that :)

[7:23 AM]

“hi, how’re you doing?”

it comes out awful, jagged, and wrong from his mouth, and he winces saying it. you frown around your lemonade, and chan has the feeling of standing backwards on the edge of a cliff, his heels dangling precariously on nothing.

“i’m good. happy.” you humour him and it makes him smile to himself, looking into his glass of water. their pastries lay between them, untouched. he wonders if your stomach is as tumultuous is his, but his can be attributed to the fact he’s in love with you. and yours could be because of how shitty he’s been to everyone around him. “you?”

“i’m fine.”

“oh, that’s good. i worried.”

“worried? about me?”

“of course. i care about you, you know. and you’re such a hard worker. the last few weeks, you’ve been stressed, but i didn’t know how to, y’know... i thought it was best if i just stayed away.” your nails tap the glass and you look aside, searching for words. chan’s hands come fully around his own glass, and although, his throat is dry, he doesn’t think he can pick up his water without dropping it.

“i’m sorry,” he says because it’s all he can say without saying how many times he laid awake, remembering that night he read those messages you sent him. messages he read too late, and han read right on time. how, many times, he wanted to run to you these past few weeks, only for you to have disappeared from his life as quickly as you’ve appeared in it.

you scratch at your wrist. “so, did you need something?”

and chan wants to be polite. he wants to somehow carefully segue into what he really wants to talk about like how he weaves a song together from nothing, but the panic that he’s welled up inside him since the staff had told him you already began to pack your bags to leave overtakes his tongue.

“i heard you were leaving.”

if you’re surprised, you don’t show it. “yes. the project is over. i don’t have a reason to stay any longer.”

a stupid voice in his head wants to ask, not even for me? but chan had thrown away his chances like coins into a fountain, and now you’re sitting across from him, shifting because he is the one making you nervous.

the one person you proclaimed could never make you uncomfortable.

he wonders if you said goodbye to everyone else and avoided him on purpose. if it hurts like this, like swallowing glass, awkward and agonizing, half of him wishes he let you run away.

“i hope you had fun in korea,” he finds himself saying. “and that you come back soon. the kids and i will miss you.”

your expression flickers from its controlled neutrality, and for a moment, he sees the wistfulness in your eyes at the mention of the others.

“it was nice meeting them. i’ll miss them, too.” unexpectedly, his eyes begin to burn at how your face softens as the memories flood your head, and chan looks down into his water, trying to fight the way his chest is clotting up.

a thousand apologies bubble up inside him, but when he tries to speak, a strange noise gets caught up in his throat and his face burns.

“sorry,” he utters.

“drink some water.”

he stares at you as you busy yourself with one of the pastries. it’s a sight he’s seen so many times before. the sun is slanting onto their table, and the sound of the early risers on the streets is nothing but a low murmur. in the winter, there’d been nothing but silence as their company. in the spring, people came with them. seungmin, or changbin. felix. hyunjin with his camera capturing an angle like it was your last and you’d be whisked away from them without a moment’s notice.

and now, this probably is the last moment, and hyunjin isn’t here.

“do you want some?” you ask, ripping the tail end of a croissant off.

he barely remembers to say yes.

they stick to menial subjects: how’s the album coming along? the project’s done, but when will it be out? oh, the concept photos looked interesting. chan’s eyes stop burning, but he avoids looking at you. you’re not too interested in him either, your lemonade slowly disappearing between your lips, the fruit tart that had accompanied the croissant slowly reduced to nothing more than crumbs.

he feels so incredibly tired.

“this was probably the most memorable trip i’ve ever taken,” you say suddenly, and he glances up at you, “and i’ll always look at the photos i took with a smile.”

“what was your favourite part?”

“i don’t know. i experienced so many new things. the food, lotte world.” that makes him crack a smile. you cross your arms on the table and lean forward. “the people and the music.” you hesitate, and you look from their empty plate, to him, and chan’s heart quickens at the softness there. “i fell in love here and that makes this place even more beautiful.”

his stomach cramps. he shouldn’t have eaten at all. “fell in love?”

“mhm. it might sound stupid, but i think that’s part of what makes leaving so hard.”

“you don’t have to. i heard your boss said you could take the open position in seoul.”

your smile trembles. you look out at the street. “no,” you say. “i couldn’t.”

“why not?”

“because it hurts too much to be here.” you look like you’re fighting something, and chan’s eyes begin to burn again. he clears his throat, and it does nothing but make the bruising sensation in his throat worse. “as much as i loved living here, i fell in love with someone here and i think that trumps anything else.”

instantly, chan’s brain runs through the possibilities of who it could be, and compares each one to himself. was it bambam? or yugyeom? god forbid, it’s one of the kids and chan has to fight himself to keep silent.

it’s moments before he can speak again, and he manages to keep his tone steady. “you never told me that.”

“i know you said it’s a bad idea to fall for an idol, so i felt bad because i didn’t listen to you,” you remind weakly. “like you said, most of the time, they’re not even real. but i think the guy i fell for was real.”

“and does he know?”

“no. i don’t think so. we used to see each other a lot, but recently, i think he doesn’t like me anymore.”

“you should’ve told me. i would’ve helped you.”

“i don’t think...” you laugh shakily and sit on your hands, leaning forward. your bottom lip snags on your teeth, and chan wants to reach forward to touch your mouth. “i just don’t think he likes me.”

“why not? they’d be stupid if they didn’t.”

a chuckle. “you really think that, huh.” pained and short and soft: “chan?”

his eyes lift from your mouth to your eyes. his throat goes dry. “yes?”

“i don’t want you to worry about it, okay? it doesn’t matter anymore. i’ve sort of accepted that he doesn’t love me since he pushed me away. it’s better if i stay away.” your eyes meet his, tired. “i don’t want to distract him, you see. he has an album coming out soon, and i think it’s probably a sign that i don’t exactly fit in with his lifestyle, if you understand.”

and he understands.

chan has never been stupid. far from it. the ground drops from underneath his feet as soon as it sinks in what exactly you’re implying. he thinks of the past three weeks, of every time he’s run to you, to find you busy with something else, talking to someone else, doing something else. there was always an excuse, and he thought you hated him. that you had wanted to meet new people, had grown sick of him. but he also knows how ungrateful he’d been. how clipped his answers were when all you were trying to do was help him on top of your own workload.

he doesn’t know why he decided to ignore you when you were standing right there. he doesn’t know why he couldn’t work harder to just fix himself for you. he knows that you deserve better than what you’ll get from him, but he can’t help himself from chasing after you. he just can’t let someone like you—someone who chooses to stay—go. him being here, calling you until you agreed to meet him at a café, is proof of all of that.

“i should go.” you rise, and chan shoots to his feet, too. you clear your throat, grabbing your bag, and step out into the street. a car drones past, and you watch it go as he tugs at the string of his hoodie, sidling up to face you.

they stand a foot apart, but it is a thousand yards. his heart has plummeted to his feet and he feels like he’s stepping all over it as his shoes scuff the sidewalk. you don’t look at him, hand gripping your bag tighter, and chan’s head aches at the idea of never seeing you again. of realizing too late.

you have to know. you have to know he felt the same way all this time—

“(name),” he says, and your eyes flit to him. as soon as their eyes meet, your gaze drops, and what’s left of his heart is crushed into dust. “he loves you, too. i’m sure of it.”

you frown, and not even your head turned can hide that away from him. “don’t try to be funny.”

“i know he loves you,” he promises. he reaches out slowly, and his fingers stall before they can touch your cheek. you stare at his reaching hand, before stepping back, head dipping. he swallows, fingers curling into a fist that he lets hang by his side. “he loves you more than he thought was possible.”

“you’re lying.” “why would i lie?”

“i don’t know. because you’re trying to make me feel better. because you do that.”

“i would never lie to you. please. look at me.” you don’t move, and he shuffles closer. your head jerks up to meet his gaze, and he cocks his head, leaning forward. “you distract me in the best way, and i don’t... i don’t want you to leave.”

your gaze burns. “it doesn’t feel like it. you hate me.”

“i could never hate you. i’ll prove it.” “when?” you challenge spitefully. “we’re out of time. i have to go home and present the project to the execs and receive my new assignment. i don’t have time to just... entertain you.”

“i’ll make time. i’ll carve out hours of my day for you. i’ll show you for as many days and nights as it takes to convince you that i’m in love with you. just come back as soon as you tie up your loose ends back home and i’ll make sure i apologize every single day.”

“chan.”

his heart wretches and rots as he begs, “just three days. if you don’t want to be with me after those three days, i’ll leave you alone.”

“you want me to fly across the world back here for three days for you?” you repeat, and he bites on the inside of his cheek, wincing. it’s a hard ask especially for professionals like them. chan thinks for a second you’ll step away and out of his life right then and there. after all, this is him asking for another chance—one that he himself doesn’t think is capable of existing.

he tries to come up with an adequate answer to your question in the meanwhile as if that’ll help his case. does he want you to fly across the world for him? no. no, that would be selfish and not productive on your end. chan wants you to be the most successful and happiest you can be above all else. so the question must be does he believe he can make you happy?

and the answer, in his brightest hour is yes. yes, he can, and he wants to give them a proper chance so he can prove it.

he opens his mouth to say as much, but you beat him to the punch.

“okay,” you agree. he blinks, staring at you, and your body seems to relax into your spine, your entire countenance shifting. your eyebrows draw together, and your eyes fix on him with curiosity. curiosity and sorrow. “okay.”

“okay?”

“i’ll have to figure out the vacation days i can take off,” you say. “but okay.”

“really?” his heart lurches up into his chest, lodges right underneath his larynx like an uncomfortable ball of anxious energy. “i don’t deserve this, but i promise, i’ll do my best to make this worth it for you.”

“i know you will,” you answer him softly. “i really do have to go, though, so this is goodbye.”

he shakes his head. “it doesn’t have to be.”

“then, i’ll see you later,” you propose, and he cracks a small, shaky grin as you reach out to hold his hand. his fingers curl tighter around yours instantly like you are the only thing keeping him from drifting away, and you are. he’s going to miss you more than he thought you would when he first saw you for the first time walking into their green room eighteen months ago. “make sure that guy stays in love with me.”

“as long as you don’t get over him.”

“it’s impossible, i think,” you say. “i’m in love with him, too.”

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7surreality7 · 1 month

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Delooooloooo

Or, am I?

So, he did it. Tae just went ahead and did it!

What did he do, do you ask?

He has successfully pushed me into the deepest pit there can ever exist of Deluluness. It's so deep and dark that I fear I might not get out of it ever.

To be honest, as a Viminie , I trust that even though we are all delulus in some way or the other, we always seem to have our heads more or less fixed well on our shoulders.

Like, I for one have always believed that the chances of Vmin being a real ship lie somewhere at 50%. I believe it is one of the two most probable ships within BTS that can actually be a reality. I never weigh anything at 100% even if I am absolutely sure of things, I think it is always good to leave room for challenges and an open mind for when you could be proven wrong/ delusional.

So here I was sitting pretty in my semi-delusional corner of the Vminie world. Happy and kind of content at the thought of the two of them being besties and soulmates who have promised to live and love each other forever and ever (well, you know that's one fact that can never be taken away from Vminies, heh) and seeking comfort in the pretty cute and heartwarming content we were served before their military enlistment, starting from Vicnic. I swear I miss them every day but I was getting used to the idea of not seeing them together at all until June 2025. I was coming to terms with it.

However, Tae, our sweet boy decided he was having none of it. He cannot let viminies go on about their lives in peace and seems like HE decided he would go ahead and make somethings very clear.

Yessir! There shouldn't be any doubts left in Viminies' minds, he thought. Jiminie and I, just friends? pfft! he thought. Let me just put an end to this weird phenomenon. And he did that, in so many words.

Friends, just for now

Yeah, but friends don't say words that

Make friends feel like more than just

Friends, just for now (Just for now)

Now, I'm over pretending

So let's put the "end" in friends

The ending chorus- like a frenzied mantra, playing over and over and over. Badgering us, the listeners, the fandom, the supporters even the antis and haters with these lines. Almost defiant. Tae has tried subtle hints enough! He seems to have thought I have to take matters into my own hands now, Jimina, I need to let it out to the world that seems blind, LOL! He's done pretending, he is so clear about it. He's been over pretending he says. Poor baby needs a break from all this facade of playing the friend only. Tae has other complicated feelings that need to be addressed. We get you, Tae. I literally chuckle multiple times while listening to this song.

A lot of viminies pointed out stuff from the MV that is painfully Vmin coded and even a guarded shipper like me could not help but fall for. The most unambiguous one is the string of heart-shaped red balloons. That one makes me go awwww and makes my heart all mush and I almost melt away. Or the covers of Friends and Fri(end)s simultaneously in Blue and Pink coinciding with the couple's toothbrushes in the MV. Or for that matter the teaser that had the letters friends in Red string unravelling. There are others too but I will cap it at just these three. Very distinct, very visible, very Vmin.

I am not capable to write song analyses. I don't even attempt to. There are wonderful writers out there who do so beautifully and I do enjoy reading those analyses. Especially anything to do with Jimin, V, or Vmin-related songs. So, I won't really say anything more than what I already did. This song moved me so much. I applaud Tae for being so brave and releasing a song like Fri(end)s. He obviously thought this through a good amount. No shallowness.

Come to think of it, it would actually be a little cruel of him if he came up with a track with the same name as the Vmin anthem but which was a love song, directed at someone other than Jimin. It sounds crazy to even say it, type it, but it is not. I am writing from a densely delulu place but I feel as if Tae has given us viminnies permission to do so, lol!

Sooo, to conclude, I am experiencing the most delusional phase of my life as a Vmin shipper currently and I wanted to vent it out.

Still, even in this phase my conviction for them being a couple is not a 100%. As I said before, I am way too guarded in all aspects of my life and I like to keep possibilities of things not going the way I envision open to protect my own heart. I can definitely say that I am more confident in Vmin today than I was yesterday but after all I know only as much as Vmin chose to show/ say. We will never really know until we KNOW.

#vmin #kim taehyung #fri(end)s #v #park jimin #tae does not want to pretend anymore

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