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argentsunshine · 3 months

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anon with the add on back :

yeah, now that you explain it does make a bit more sense but it. just hurts because whereas they acknowledged yusuke blantantly lying about madarame stealing his work, they seem to just completely kind of ignore akechi's warnings and that doesnt even make sense to me.. they dont even really acknowledge it, all because they dont know who he's working for until the last minute, and that doesnt make sense to me at all. but ty for taking ur time to ramble: i actually do it myself a lot, and i have so many thoughts abt so many things that i'd like to explore more in depth but can't put in words myself .. i'd just wish theyd atleast acknowledge that akechi is being used the same way everyone else was instead of ignoring it, even if they still cant continue to aid him: it feels like they didnt try (to me), even with ryuji's ... hatred for him, i'd atleast think that ryuji would atleast try to acknowledge it and want to do something but being unable to instead of still being an ass, even if goro is one as well (and i think, speaking of mental illness, as someone with npd and aspd and avpd, goro has both symptoms of npd and aspd: futaba has symptoms of avpd, but thats a topic at a later time.) and i think goro's not truly being himself in 3rd sem when he's blunt and mean, that he's still constantly masking, as people with npd and or aspd do like myself, and he's tired of being nice on tv so he has to pull thin insults when in real life because as much as he masks, it gets annoying, and he (along with myself and many others) likely has low empathy and just thinks of others (especially those of ryuji's caliber, as much as i love ryuji and everyone else) as , well put, idiots, because they dont know as much as he does, and the fact that they know more than him in the metaverse has likely made him crash (his engine room was essentially an npd crash, i think), but them not knowing "basic information" (as my brain puts) likely gives him a narc high, which also leads to thinly veiled insults.. adding onto the npd goro akechi, i think akira is his ep (Equal Person-- people w/ npd hold them to high standards, higher than they hold for themselves, and expects them to challenge eachother-- essentially akechi's rivalry with akira.. in alternative, bpd akira tells me that akechi is his FP, but i can discuss that at a later time)

regardless, and apologizes for this long paragraph, tysm for responding because that does make things a little clearer, and no one's really talked to me about it before, so thank you :D

yeah, i absolutely get where you're coming from - although i think the statement "they're ignoring his warnings because they don't know who he's working for" has the flipside of "by the time those warnings are given, the thieves already know he's the black mask and is presumably being manipulated by someone, so he's not actually warning them about anything they don't already know"

but yeah, the only reason i don't think they should have reached out to him pre-engine room is that i don't know when in the story that would have been an option: their plan to find out who his boss was wouldn't have worked if they'd tipped him off to the fact that they knew he was the black mask, and after 11/20, he thinks Akira's dead, and i doubt he would gave listened to any of the others. i think Ryuji's treatment of him us also kind of a result of Ryuji's general main story characterisation - in game the vibe is very much that ryuji doesn't like him because he's popular and smarmy and talked shit about the thieves on live tv, rather than the fact that he's a murderer, but they don't let ryuji have complex takes on things in the story ever. now im thinking about their relationship in my palace au lmao. if i were to frame it in more. terms. idk. ryuji hates the detective prince. but akechi doesn't respect ryuji so ryuji has no reason to try harder

and on the npd/aspd front - I'm not super familiar with npd but i can absolutely see that (i think akechi has a bunch of obvious Mental Illness Symptoms that are common to a lot of things, which is why i think mentally ill bitches latch onto him no matter what's going on. people saying he has npd have always sounded right to me i think he's autistic also because -- well you heard what i said about unsympathetic symptoms of mental illness last time) but as someone who has some symptom overlap i think youre 100% right on stuff i know about. low empathy bitches rise up.

but yeah, i think a lot of stuff is kind of the result of the writers seeming constantly all over the place with him. i think it's especially bad in the section from 11/20 to the engine room, because while i think in royal there was some vision for who he was supposed to be, everything in vanilla is far more over the place, and in some cases vanilla's contradictory writing of him is made worse by its interactions with royal's akechi content. because 11/20 isn't designed to accommodate for the possibility that this guy could be your actual friend rather than a guy you've spoken to a few times turned tenuous ally turned traitor. i don't think akechi ever would have acted differently in a way that mattered, but the way the thieves talk about him is in line with his flatter villain characterisation in that period in vanilla. he's a terrible irredeemable evil person until just before he dies, and then he's a tragic victim to the point that in the shadow shido fight, they talk as if akechi wasn't responsible for any of his own actions, despite the fact that he was demonstrably doing it of his own free will. and then he dies and you're not supposed to care because he's a Bad Guy so they barely bring him up again in vanilla. all that rings a little strange with the royal stuff

anyway all this has got me thinking about the dynamics between akechi and the non-akira thieves. i should really keep writing my akira's palace fic

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fierrochaseist4t · 2 years

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Sparky sparky sparky! I MUST hear ur thoughts on wlw jasico and mlm pipeyna I'm so intruiged!!

OMG YES IM ABSOLUTELY SO VERY GLAD TO TALK ABOUT IT MORE

okay so for the genderbend au im literally just switching my headcanons from what i have in the already canon universe 😭 for simplicity imma just say my genderbend au gender/sexuality hcs before i actually get into explaining dynamics and stuff (under cut since this is a ramble-y post)

nico - transfem genderfluid lesbian, she/he

jason - transneutral nb bi, they/she

reyna - transfem gay, he/they

piper - transneutral queer, they/he/she

also cw for talks of dysphoria and queerphobia

okay so first off wlw jasico bc yes. i love them sm. nico deals with a lot of dysphoria and comphet, a good deal of that comes from growing up closeted in the 30s. she's still got the idea that all "real" girls settle down with a nice guy and start a family, which she doesn't want, so it causes her a deal of dysphoria. after she spends some time at cj, she makes good friends with reyna and jason, both of whom are openly queer at the time. jason being bi and reyna being trans as well. they share experiences and help her learn to accept and love the fact that she's trans and a lesbian. eventually, he and jason develop feelings for each other but keep their relationship private. not necessarily secret, but they didn't go around telling everyone about the details and intricacies of their relationship.

now onto mlm pipeyna. i really like the idea of transmasc lesbian reyna in the normal pjoverse so naturally in a genderbent au im a sucker for the idea of transfem gay reyna. i think reyna would come to terms with himself fairly easily, given the fact that he doesn't really wanna change much about himself??? i see him still going by he/him pronouns because of familiarity and adding they/them pronouns to the list. both sets offer a certain kind of comfort for two entirely different reasons. they knew they liked guys since they were like 11 and basically just said "oh. yeah ok we'll go with this." didn't really tell anyone, just kinda let them figure it out when they never talked about any girls they liked and mentioned his various boyfriends he's had over the years. they're not too invested in romance but enjoy it and are a overall very good partner. piper i think probably took more time to accept themself, but when they did they had a very "oh you don't like it? sucks ig" attitude towards people who gave her shit about it. so im very much lead to believe that the two of them were comfortable with each other right off the bat and eventually developed feelings for one another. reyna took more time to develop feelings i think, but eventually were cool with how they saw piper and asked him out.

this was me when i saw this ask

ty for letting me ramble about this 😭 <33

#stfu sparky #pjo #hoo #toa #nico di angelo #jason grace #reyna avila ramirez arellano #piper mclean #im actually so tempted to write a fic about this bc i have so many thoughts and feelings #i also have thoughts about wlw leo and nico #bc why wouldnt i #also trans fem percy and trans masc anabeth #*annabeth #SO ManY thoughts and feelings about this #spins in a circle and falls over #sparky answers

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sunookkii · 3 years

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hey i know request are closed but this idea just got stuck in my mind and i wanted you to write sum about it if you like it 😭 so basically its an enha reaction/scenario ? where they forget your birthday, (maybe not in a bad way but i dont mind if its angst) hope ur good btw !! <3

a/n : OMG WAIT SRY TO ALL THE OTHER REQUESTS BUT THIS ONE FOR SUM REASON REALLY STUCK OUT TO ME i hope you enjoyyy ;) also I wrote so much I’m so sorry- [not really read proof~]

Also i am well ty for asking >.<

ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚.enhypen imagine ˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ

Enhypen forgetting your bday~

Genre : angsty ish

Warnings : mentions of food, crying, one swear word??

Requested : yes ty beautiful person ;)

Heeseung :

Okay okay so its your birthdayyy and you were really excited for what to happen because you wanted to see what kind of surprise your boyfriend did for your birthday

But to your luck he forgot :(

So you spent all day giving him hints like ‘what day is it’ and at one point you gave up and started pouting really hard

And your face was just overall sad everyone else had remembered your birthday including the members, but for your boyfriend to forget it lowkey hurt

Almost half the day passed and he still didn’t remember

So you ended up going into the room by yourself and started to cry

Your whimpers got louder and louder even though you were trying your best to stay quiet so he doesn’t hear

A few minutes past by and heeseung started looking for you because he sensed something was wrong.

He looked on the calendar really really carefully and FINALLY he came to his realization that it was your birthday but it was kinda too late cuz you hid yourself in your room to cry.

He came into your room to wish you a happy birthday but he sees you curled up into a ball crying to yourself

He felt so bad after this happened, “IM SO SORRY IM SO SORRY PLEASE FORGIVE ME I WONT EVER GORGET AGAIN!”

He hugs you so tight as if your life depended on it, won’t leave you out of his sight for the rest of the day. You’ll be hearing a lot of hbds and ilys for the rest of the day~

^ so yeah 🤕

Jay :

I feel like it’s rare that he forgets these type of dates buut for the sake of tumblr lets pretend he completely forgot 😧

You woke up in a great mood because it was your birthday of course

You were expecting to be receive a hbd wish from your boyfriend, but nope nothing all morning.

You received a bunch of hbd wishes on Instagram and other platforms mentioning you, but none of them were from jay :(

You quickly got frustrated and because it was your birthday and your bf the person you love most didn’t remember really hurt

So gradually your face became wet from heated silent tears. But unlike heeseung he would super quickly notice because he’s on his phone a lot and he dates things like ‘y/ns bday’ (idk but I imagine him dating things on his phone)

He’d then be like OH SHIT ITS YN’s BD

Runs to you soooooo quick just to see your face red and a bit wet.

Once your eyes connected your tears started to come out quicker

He literally runs up to you to hug you HAPPY BIRTHDAY DARLING I LOVE YOU SO MUCH IM SO SORRY I FORGOT

After he said that he ran away from you leaving you alone, which made your heart drop thinking that he didn’t care.

But once you finally came out of your room you were greeted with a homemade delicious cake your boyfriend made for you that looked like this

You could tell he felt really bad bc usually he always had a smile on his face while cooking but this time it was a ‘I’m sorry’ face

“I’m really really sorry please forgive me”

All was forgiven bc the cake tasted so mf ing good

Jake :

It was your birthday today, a day that only came once a year so like any other human being it’s a special day for you

You were super excited to see what Jake did for you, because every birthday you had with him was always such a surprise

But today was sort of… different? :(

You saw jake in the living room on the tv and went straight up to him with a smiley face. “GOOODMORNINGGG” 😁

After cuddling for a while on the couch you lifted up your head and asked him If he knew what day it was, he just replyed with a simple Wednesday? With a confused face

I’m pretty sure that one word was enough to make you pretty upset 😅🥲

You started to pout and went back into his chest with a disappointed face.

“Ahh what what, what day is it tell me?” He said playfully, not realizing it was your birthday.

You stayed silent as he checked his phone, ‘y/n’s birthday don’t forget’

When i tell you he gasped he GASPED.

You were already in the verge of tears “IM SO SORRY HBD BABY”

You were still a bit upset at him so you replied with ‘did you really need your phone to tell me what day it was’ 😕

He hugs you tighter while mumbling ‘hbd hbd hbd’

Suddenly let you go of his arms and said he had an errand. Without any explanation he got his car keys to go somewhere leaving you and your thoughts by yourself.

‘Does he not love me anymore that he doesn’t even want to spend time with me on my birthday? ☹️😭”

A while later he comes back and you’re luckily still on the couch where he left you

^^this dude came back with three beautiful cakes from your local cake stores. “I’m bacccckkkk!! please forgive meeeee you know i love you with all my heart 🥺” (okay i hate to use this emoji but there isn’t any other way to describe it TT)

You obviously forgave him because you know it was never his intention to forget,,, “you owe me hugs and kisses for the rest of the day :(“ kindly accepts your request because that is something he’d never complain about #freecuddlesfromyn

Sunghoon :

Okay but like hear me out he’s the type of boyfriend that would ‘pretend’ he forgot your birthday but he actually didn’t

So when he ACTUALLY forgot you just thought he was joking until…

“Hooonieeee, stop joking around I’m seriouss”

“I’m serious too i seriously don’t know what day it is”

“What…”

You leave him for a bit alone with his thoughts, not even gna lie if he did end up forgetting your bday it would take him a while to remember it

But once he remembers he feels so bad 😭

Tackles you with so many hugs and bday kisses and showers you with I’m sorrys and hbd wishes

genuinely ask himself how he forgot the lohls birthday (love of his life’s) literally beats himself for it

And you have to tell him that it’s fine and that you forgive him~

Brings out the birthday cake and sings you a happy birthday song while clapping and laughing.

Puts cake on your nose

Sunoo :

Idk if he’s the type to forget but like jay I don’t think he’d forget

I feel like to him birthdays are the MOST special thing/ date for a person

Like obviously the rest of the members think that but especially sunoo really like sticks to this

So if he had forgotten your birthday you were sooo hurt you ignored him the whole day keeping your distance until he finally remembered

Once he remembered he went to go find you ASAP where you were hiding int he corner of the bedroom moping

He showers you with hugs cuddles kisses pecks, you name it he does it

He feels so bad that he could forget smtg like this, literally asks himself how he could forget such an important date

If the convenience store was still open he’d run to the nearest store and surprise you with a birthday cake. But not just any cake it’d be a cake that was decorated by the one and only Kim Sunoo

Would prepare it so nicely and even have a lit up candle so you can wish on it.

the type to surprise you with it even though he forgot. Brings it to your room while singing the hbd song.

Puts cake frosting on your nose #2, takes lots and lots of pictures to post on insta later

caption : “happy birthday sunshine~”

Jungwon :

he was on the couch as per usual just scrolling through his phone to keep himself occupied but also updated

Not knowing what day it was,,,,,,,

you come outside of your bedroom excitedly to expect a wishful happy birthday wish from the person you love most

But for some reason it oddly seemed like a normal day

“Wonnniiieee my loveeee, guess what day it is!” You said with a sheepish smile

“Hmm wednesday?” He said looking up at you with a calm face

Your happy smile soon became a little pout

“You really don’t know?”

“Isn’t it just a regular Wednesday? Why is there something special?”

oh my- he broke your heart right then and there

You run back into your room because you feel heated tears about to fall, even though it was something small the thought of him not remembering your birthday the day of your birth hurt. A little.

Jungwon was actually super clueless he genuinely didn’t know what day it is but something about you seemed off and the way you ran to your room was quite odd to him so he went and followed you

Before he opened the door he already heard small whimpers from the corner of the bed, and that immediately triggered him and he was about to beat up anyone that made you feel sad 😠 little did he know it was him who made you feel that way

“Baby what’s wrong? Why are you crying”

He holds your chin and turns it to get a better look

wiping your tears with his thumb, you were being a dramatic his giggles make you feel a bit better even though you were mad at him for forgetting

“You forgot my birthday.” You said to him while crying

You can literally see the gears in his brain start to turn when his face went from 😄 -> 😳

“IM SO SORRY IM SO SORRY” hugs you so tight that you literally can’t breathe

Doesn’t know what to do to make you feel better, “I’m really sorry for forgetting your birthday, I don’t really know what got into me, please forgive me.”< cue the cutest kitty puppy eyes

He kept on rambling on abt how he was sorry and deserves your forgiveness you literally had to shut him up, he was sorry please forgive him >~<

Cuddles you for the rest of the day

Niki :

He was playing video games normally on his phone, until you excitedly stormed into his room “hiiiii babbbbyyyy”

“Well someone is happy today :)”

“Well of course bc u know what day it isss ;)”

“Wednesday?”

😧😦 < that’s what you looked like when he didn’t know, “you really don’t remember?”

“hmm I’m not too sure” he said before going back to his game

you slowly became disappointed and just ‘celebrated’ your birthday by yourself in the kitchen. :,((

he didn’t notice that you were sad at first bc he was busy playing on his phone, around an hour later he went to the kitchen to get a snack when he sees you in the kitchen staring into space rested your chin on you arm.

‘Are you okay? You seemed fine earlier’

You decided to play the silent game and just avoided him... so he tried to get you to talk to him but after a while it didn’t work so he sort of gave up and went to ask his hyungs what’s wrong with you.

“Niki,,, it’s y/n’s birthday omg did you forget??????” Jake said texting niki

and that’s when the lightbulb in his brain turned on

He rushed to the kitchen and back hugged you so tight and gave you so many cheekie kissies to try and make up for ‘forgetting’

But to his luck you were still mad at him

Soooo he came up with the idea of going to the convenience store really quick to get you a bunch of flowers and a nice cake to surprise you~

You ended up forgiving him because he was tickling you threatening you to forgive him

N knowing Niki he’s not a person you can be mad at for long <3

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venusiangguk · 3 years

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hand-picked | jjk (m)

>>pairing: jungkook x reader / famous!jk x sex worker!oc

>>genre: strangers to lovers, smut, pwp, teaser, drabble

>>word count: 2.8k

>>warnings: glory hole au!!!, cocky jk, bad boy jk, stripper oc, sex work, sexual tension, awkward tension, hand job, blowjob, cumshot, cum on tits, pay for play, semi-anonymous sex, dirty talk, dishonesty... that’s it i think zzz

>>notes: if u don’t like sex workers ur ugly and i hate u 😌 also ty to @wheresmymoniat for betaing n helping me out, ily <3 *repost bc tag issues don’t mind me 🙄*

>>summary: glory holes weren’t a real thing... at least until you’re on your knees for a stranger, cock in your face, with nothing but a curtain between you.

Despite your nerves, you grasp the semi-hard cock in front of you, attached to a nameless person behind the curtain. For a moment you wonder what the hell you’re doing, but the soft sigh that you hear brings you back to the present. You stroke up and down, watching as he starts to become fully aroused. The foreskin rolls over the pink tip on every upstroke. You bite your lip. The silence is awkward, but you think maybe the whole situation is.

“So... what do you do? Like… not specifically of course, but are you an idol? An actor? You can be vague…”

Behind the curtain, Jeongguk, whom you don’t know the identity of, stiffens just a bit. Will his voice give him away? Maybe, but he was never one to turn down an opportunity to boast about himself and his achievements.

“I’ve done it all,” His voice is airy, softer than he would like, but your hand on his cock is speeding up, and so is his breathing. “I’m good at all of it too.”

You hum at the man’s response. Cocky. “Isn’t saying you’re good at a lot of things just another way of saying you’re not good enough at one thing? So you have to compensate by spreading yourself thin?” You gasp a small giggle when you feel the cock in your hand jump a little at your words. “Did you like that? It wasn’t meant to be degrading, but if that’s what you’re into-“

“It’s not- that.” He doesn’t know if he’s denying your psychoanalyzation, or your keen interpretation of the way his cock reacted to your psychoanalyzation but one was more inaccurate than the other. He actually was great at most everything he did, no need to overcompensate like you assumed.

Your small hand tightens, and you rub your thumb at the underside of the head, you let out a small pleased noise when you see a bead of precum well at the tip. “Really? You’re starting to leak a little.”

You sound amused and humorous and if Jeongguk had it in him he would be annoyed or even upset at the way you’re talking to him. You were basically hired help, a means to an end. He glances down his torso at his hard cock in your tiny, well-kept manicured hands. Your nails are a dark red, burgundy color. It complements your skin well, he thinks. He can’t see much of you, just your forearms, along with the bottom part of your tummy and your legs. You’re sitting on your knees between his spread out thighs, feet tucked under you. From the tight black leggings you’re wearing and the slim-fit long sleeve white crop top you have on, Jeongguk can tell you have a good figure. Your waist is tapered in, tiny and cinched, and your hips are wide enough to accentuate it, letting him know you’ve got a petite hourglass frame. You aren’t too skinny though, there’s a softness to your body that he likes. It’s not like he needed the tight fitting clothes to know what your body looked like, though. He’s already seen more of it than he is right now. His mind flashes to the club.

You may be hired help, but you were hand-picked by him.

“It’s just-“ He contemplates what to tell you and settles for, “It’s been a while.”

“Since?” You push. You hear footsteps outside and you hand stops, scared for some reason that you’ll get caught doing something bad. As if the door wasn’t locked and being guarded. Behind the black curtain, his hips lift just barely, urging you to keep going. Don’t stop.

“Since someone’s helped me.” Jeongguk’s head rolls back when your hand starts moving again. It’s been at least a few months since he’s gotten off with someone, his hand being his only companion. After the situation blew up even more than it had in months prior, his leash was tight. No wiggle room at all. He was suffocating and desperate. He almost cried when his team propositioned this arrangement, embarrassing as it was.

When he speaks, his voice is soft and everything is said with a sigh. He sounds so relieved, like it feels so good to be in your palm, like he’s been waiting for your hand on his cock forever. You blush, and right your thoughts. You don’t even know who he is or what he looks like. Still, you ask, “Does it feel good, do you like it?” Tone soft to match his.

Jeongguk nods and swallows thickly. Eyes still closed, letting the pleasure slowly work its way through his veins. Then he remembers you can’t see him. “Yeah.” He breathes.

You hum and keep up your ministrations. Not slow, but not fast either. You’re not quite sure what he likes yet, but the soft moans that flutter through the curtain at least let you know what you’re doing isn’t wrong.

“I like your hands,” He surprises you by saying. “They’re so small; soft,” A more vocal sound falls from his lips when you twist your hand on the upstroke. He’s chuckling when he says, “Kinda strokes my ego a little bit.”

You glance at the cock in your hand. It’s pretty. Thick and pink. A pleasant kind of heavy in your hand. The veins running over it are subtle enough to not be ugly or intimidating. The only intimidating thing about it is the size. He’s big. And you’re sure he already knows that.

You snort. “I don’t think you need that stroked.”

This makes him laugh a little harder. It’s a nice sound. “Yeah, you’re probably right,” He hums, you think you can hear a smile in his voice. It’s quiet again for just a moment before he says, “Will you- faster? Make your hand a little tighter too- yeah, like that.”

His hips sink into the chair when you comply with his requests before he’s bringing them back up, subtly thrusting into your palm. You fight back a moan; you shouldn’t be getting hot for someone you don’t even know right? This was strictly business. Still, you can’t help the slight shifting you do, squeezing your legs together for a little bit of pressure on your pussy.

Jeongguk notices. “Are you turned on?”

“No!” You squeak.

“You can touch yourself,” He offers.

“No!” You insist, “I-I’m fine.Thank you though.” You say dumbly.

He doesn’t say anything more, focuses on your hand on him, tugging just how he asked. His hand rubs over his stomach, flexing as he teases himself, his own light touches mixed with your strokes brings goosebumps over his skin. “Feels, so good.” He groans, eyes watching your hand under the curtain.

Encouraged, you bring your other hand up and massage lightly at his balls. They’re hairless, the only hair he has is the small trimmed patch above the base of his cock. He’s well kept and has good hygiene. That alone was attractive to you, stranger or not.

When you palm his balls, his legs spread as far as they can with his black cargo pants still around his calves, his big black stomper boots keeping them from being shed all the way. “Fuck,” He moans deep and loud for you. One of his hands comes down past the curtain and reaches for you before he quickly pulls it back. You think you saw a flash of ink on it, but you can’t be too sure, mind kind of fuzzy with poorly hidden arousal. The opposite hand comes into view, and your mouth parts in awe as he covers your own hand with his. It’s so much bigger than yours, completely enveloping it as he strokes himself off, using you in a way. Then again the whole arrangement was you both using each other.

“You’re mouth- put your mouth on it,” He sighs, pleasure just dripping from his lips. His cock is rock hard in both your hands, and you can tell he’s getting close.

You hesitate. “Will… will you be able to see me?”

Jeongguk comes out of his desire induced high a little bit and realizes what he said. He wants it, fuck does he want your mouth, but he probably should have asked. “No, no. I’ll lower the curtain a bit more if you want, and you don’t have to swallow. You don’t even have to suck it if you don’t want- like I know we have a thing going on but I would never like- force you I-“

He’s rambling a tad so you cut him off. “I want to, I think,” You whisper, taking in his intimidating size again, “I just- if I can’t know who you are, you can’t know who I am.” You blush feeling a little childish.

Jeongguk keeps the fact that he already knows what you look like and more or less who you are, at least on a surface level, to himself as he moves the curtain to the next lower notch, the bar resting just above his pelvis now. He can’t really see much of you at all anymore. “That’s fair, yeah, just-“ With your confirmation that you do in fact want to suck him off, he can’t keep the lustful neediness out of his voice, “Please.”

You take a deep breath as you wrap both of your hands around his cock, the tip still poking out the top. Tentatively you lick at his frenulum and the sound that comes from behind the curtain is obscene. His hips twitch and everything. You want to hear his noises, all of them, so you do it again. You flick your tongue fast over the most sensitive underpart of the head, before placing wet sucking kisses to the same area, almost making out with the tip of his cock.

“Oh my god-“ His body is pulled taut, and his hands are gripping the chair that he’s sitting in. “Fuck that’s- I love that.” He says, head dropping back, mouth open in a silent moan.

You moan against the tip of his cock, not able to hold yourself back anymore. Wrapping your lips around it, you take the head all the way into your wet, hot mouth, and suck. You lap up all the precum that leaked out, and point your tongue to play with the slit. The man behind the curtain is loud for you, letting you know just how good you’re making him feel. You get so lost in it that you don’t register him raising the curtain bar just enough for him to slip his hand past and push you off.

“S-sorry,” He says, panting, “I was about to cum.”

You make a small sound of confusion. “That’s okay, I can swallow- If you want me to.”

Jeongguk shakes his head behind the curtain. “No, I- I wanna watch… see your hands stroke me off.” His request is quiet but his cock pulses in your hand, needy and hot. Already begging for release, despite you not being at it for that long.

Wordlessly, you start stroking again, gathering the spit that’s on his tip to make the slide easier. It doesn’t take much time at all before his thighs are flexing and you can see the lower part of his abs tensing.

“Close,” He whispers.

Jeongguk watches as your tiny hands fly up and down his cock, grip tight just like he showed you. He’s doing his best to not fuck up into your hands, wanting to just rely on you and your movements, but it’s hard. Small eager little thrusts of his hips show you how ruined he is. And it’s just a handjob. He knows. If he was present enough he would probably be embarrassed by how angry and red his cock is, swollen and hot in your palm. And he’s just so wet, leaking all over the place making the strokes of your hand loud in the room.

He watches as you hunch over some, to where he can see everything below your neck, and your free hand comes up to your shirt. He sees you struggle a little bit as do your best to get the collar down under your bra, with only one hand before squeezing at your tits. “Do you want to cum on them?” You whisper.

“Fuck, please.” He whines high pitch and needy, all reservations out the window.

You hum, and work your arm faster over his cock, the rapid movements making your tits jiggle. “Do it, cum for me… cum all over my tits.”

You can’t see him, but Jeongguk’s face is lewd. Pleasure so apparent on his features, it almost looks painful. His eyebrows are furrowed, his mouth open, his cheeks flushed, and his eyes are wet and glassy, so overwhelmed by finally getting help after so long of cumming by himself. He’s chanting soft, pornographic yeah’s and yes’s until his whole body curls in on itself, you can see the way his legs tremble as he moans, “Fuck, I’m cumming.”

He forces himself to keep his eyes somewhat open, lidded and heavy with arousal, as he shoots all over your chest. You’re moaning with him behind the curtain as you work him through his orgasm, despite no physical pleasure being given to you, and that makes another small shot of cum dribble from his spent cock. You lean forward, careful of your identity, and wipe the leftover milky substance on your already soiled skin and black bra. You slap the slowly softening cock on them for good measure and Jeongguk groans.

You keep playing with his cock, not sure if he’s the type to like it or the kind that wants you off right after he finishes, but he winces and reaches his hand under after not too long, stopping you.

“Please,” He whines.

His voice is fucked out, and your pussy aches, needy and wet in your panties. “Oh, sorry…”

He laughs lightly. “No, no. Don’t say sorry… You’re like- so good.” Jeongguk sighs to himself out of your view. He’s leaning back in the chair, while running a hand through his sweaty hair. Little tremors of pleasure are still coursing through him, when he closes his eyes, blissed out, dazed and relaxed. Finally, after months of being pent up. “So, so good.” He murmurs softly, distractedly.

His hand that reached under the bar to grab yours to stop you, is lazily rubbing over the back of your hand, hold light and subconscious against his thigh. He probably doesn’t even know he’s doing it and you blush, shyly pulling your hand away. He doesn’t show any sign of even noticing and you both settle into a soft quiet, only your breaths sounding in the room.

“Um.” You say eloquently.

“Fuck sorry.” Jeongguk says, scooting the chair back to put his now soft cock away. He rolls his eyes to himself. Way to get stuck in the afterglow by himself with his flaccid cock in some girls face. “Let me get you a towel.”

“Should I put the blindfold back on?” You ask.

“Uh- Yeah.” He says stilted. This is weird. You just made him cum so hard he almost knocked out, and now he’s making you cover your eyes so you don’t figure out who he is.

You hear the hesitation in the man’s voice and assure him that it’s okay, while grabbing the blindfold you tucked into the waistband of your leggings. You knew how it went, you signed the papers. Patiently you wait until you hear him coming back and sense a soft moist towel being shoved under the bar. You blindly grab it with a soft, “Thanks.”

“I’ll go wait in the bathroom so you can- I don’t know…? Get ready to go I guess.” You hear his heavy boots retreat to the bathroom, that’s located on his side of the curtain, assuring that he wouldn’t be seeing you on his way.

With the blindfold off, you go about cleaning yourself. Your knees crack when you stand up after being sat on them for so long. Wincing, you run a hand through your long hair and walk over to the table where you left your bag. You leave the used rag in its place and you shoulder the purse. About to make your way to the door, you pause.

“I’m uh- leaving?” You yell unsure.

“Okay,” He yells back through the door. “Did you- did they- your- did they give you the-“ He stutters, not sure how to ask if you got paid.

The wad of cash in your purse is heavy. Figuratively and literally. “Yeah, they did.”

“Okay… Good. I’ll um see you next time?” He sounds hesitant and shy.

You laugh. “Yeah I guess so.” And with that, you make your way out of the hotel, thinking that he sounds a whole lot less entitled and cocky than he did when you first got there.

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hiii guysss! thanks for reading this lil drabble! This is kind of like a teaser for a longer fic i have on the back burner (let me know if you like the concept and want me to continue!) but i wanted to post something because i havent for a few weeks bc i have been soo busy with school pls i want to cry 🥲 i should be doing maths as i post this lmao. ANYWAY! thanks again for reading, if u liked it, pls like, comment, reblog, or even send an ask! love talking to u guys n feedback is always lovely <3

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herherteartear · 3 years

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blanket kick

précis— Peter's not the suave man he would hope to be in front of his crush. instead, he's a blushing mess that haunts his memories and causes him to take out his frustrations on his blanket. luckily, you prefer cherry cheeks over smooth lines any day.

pairing— Peter Parker x enhanced!maximoff!reader

a/n— this is my first standalone written story and my first time writing for marvel! i hope you guys enjoy thisss<3 i'm also open to creating drabbles to continue this if anyone's interested????! pls enjoy and pls comment and let me know ur thoughts!!!

there are many ways to describe Peter Parker, but none could ever wholly capture the true essence of the boy

besides the obvious stuff,, his intelligence , his insanely good looks , his teenage awkwardness,,

it was a hard feat to string along words to describe the way he carries himself , the way he is with others , the way his heart loves with the same ability a sponge soaks up water and soap

Peter's had crushes before

perhaps more than he'd like to admit

(can't blame the boy, who gave Ty Lee the right be that cute!?)

but when he sees her, his heart begins to swell and suddenly, he forgets how to breathe..

or how to think... talk. y'know normal human stuff

in all honesty, Peter has tried his absolute hardest to block out their first meeting from his memories

he doesn't regret meeting her, of course not! never would he even repent that embarrassingly wonderful day

he only wishes it would've gone a little differently

let's set the scene, shall we?

the sun was shining brightly, the sky was a Carolina blue, the clouds were the prettiest porcelain color, rimmed with lace

Peter was riding in an awfully silent car that Happy was driving to the airport. despite being terrified of what's to come,, the fight Mr. Stark had recruited him for,, the boy was thoroughly enjoying this adventure.

the car came to a stop, which did little for Peter's nerves. he gathered his courage before stepping out, eyes squinting at the brightness of the yellow sun. once his eyes adjusted, they landed on the prettiest head of hair he had ever seen

(although he did think the same for Hermione Granger)

Peter had never been on a plane before that day. but even then, his sparkling eyes stayed trained on her,, completely ignoring the brilliant private jet behind her

"oh? Happy, i thought it was just us?" her voice made Peter's ears burn. he swallowed thickly. you blinked at Peter, curious but also intrigued , you smiled.

to which Peter choked. on air. your eyebrows furrowed in worry.

"a-are you okay?"

"god, kid, get ahold of yourself."

"i-i'm okay! it's– i'm– i'm fine!" Peter quickly stuttered out.

"well, Yn, this is– uh,, what's your name again?" Happy turned towards the boy who's cheeks were now redder than a firetruck.

"oh! i'm Peter– Peter Parker. it's nice to meet you- not that i don't know you. well i don't, y'know not personally. but like from the news.. not that i believe the news! they're awful to you, but i mean i guess i do sometimes– but never about what they say about you–"

"i'm Yn Maximoff. it's nice to meet you too, Peter." you cut him off before Happy strangled the cute boy. you had an amused smile

he was cute

finally getting on the plane, Peter had hoped he would be able to sit far away from you and wallow in his embarrassment,

maybe sneak a glance or two.. imagine a couple of scenarios where he wasn't a doofus,

but that's not quite what happened.

after witnessing just how much the new kids was able to ramble,, Happy was not about to spend a whole ass plane ride remotely close to him

so he took it upon himself to make the kiddies sit together.. much to Peter's dismay.

like!!? did Happy not see how Peter crashed and burned in font of you?!

you, on the other hand,, had the opposite reaction.

being the youngest avenger, you don't get to be around people your age too much,, which isn't something you're complaining about!!

you totally made the decision to be an avenger and you happily welcomed the consequences..

that didn't mean you didn't get lonely at times. especially now with the accords and the team breaking up., things got a whole lot more lonely

your sister, Wanda, had made her choice to leave the compound. you completely understood why, but a part of you had hoped she would've taken you with her

although, staying at the compound did ensure your safety.

it was a weird time for the avenger's , it felt wrong for you to say some of your teammates were criminals

it left a sour taste in your mouth

you glanced from the window seat to see Peter nervously wringing his fingers. you frowned.

"are you okay?" you asked, gently. Peter's eyes widened and his heart jumped to his throat. he wanted to say something, something cool or aloof, something that would make up for his ranting earlier

"i've never been on a plane before." Peter squeaked out. he dropped his shoulders, rolling his eyes at himself. that was the highest pitch he had ever heard his voice. you took in his clearly anxious posture.

"lets switch seats? maybe looking out the window will help you." you stated. before Peter could quickly shake his head, because how rude would it be of him to take your seat?, you were already stood up.

"oh god!" Peter breathed. he quickly shifted over to the seat you once occupied. he wanted to put up more of a fight, but the way you were swaying due to the turbulence, made his palms sweat in fear for your safety.

"you, like, swing from buildings and stuff, right?" you asked. he turned to you with a nod. "are you afraid of heights? or do you just not like planes?"

oh god. oh. no. you thought– you thought he was scared of being on the plane. Peter wanted to shrink in a hole and hide. you probably thought he was such a baby! that he could handle swinging from hundreds of feet in the air, but a plane is where he drew the line?

but what else is he supposed to say? 'oh, no! it's not the plane I'm scared of. it's just your beautiful smile and the way you smell like cocoa that gets me sweating'

wtf.

that was so wrong in so many ways.

"um, no, no. i'm okay, just– just a little nervous, is all." Peter tried to force out a chuckle. but it come out more like a cough. you mouth formed an 'o.'

"ohh, okay." you paused before your eyes lit up. "how about we play a game? to distract you?"

"o– okay.."

"can you talk with spiders?" Peter lifted his eyes from looking at his hands hovering above yours,; he let out a much more relaxed laugh than earlier.

you took advantage of his distraction to swiftly bring your palm from underneath his and slap the top of Peter's hand. he jumped.

"ouch!" he playfully pouted. you eyes glanced down at his lips. you giggled nervously. your hand went to hover over his, him now being the one to do the slapping. "of course i can't talk to spiders! i– i feel like i should probably be able to shape-shift into a spider in order for that to happen, y'know?"

you nodded thoughtfully. "that's true.. you didn't hear this from me, but i heard there's an Ant-Man going around." Peter looked at you with wide eyes.

"no way! that's crazy! does he like turn into an ant?" you bumped his hand with yours in order to get his attention back to the game. his hand burned at the feeling

"i don't know-" you said in a singsong tone. "it's just what's being said around the compound." you quickly slid your hands to avoid Peter's attack. he huffed.

"how are you so good at this?" he knitted his eyebrows to focus on how to attack quickly without hurting you.

"it's a game i used to play with my brother and sister." you answered. Peter finally took his chance to slap your hands, to which you squealed excitedly as you had tried to move in time. Peter and you fell into a fit of giggles.

you both leaned against your seats, still facing each other. your hands fell on top of Peter's.

the brown haired boy quickly slid his hand out from under yours, not because he didn't enjoy the contact, but because he was worried you'd feel how clammy his hands were

you frowned slightly at the loss of contact.

"a– are we really fighting your sister?" Peter wondered out loud, without a second thought.

you shifted uncomfortably. Peter quickly noticed; his heart sped up and he mentally scolded himself for being so inconsiderate.

"not because i think she's evil! i mean,, i know that's what the news says.. but they also think Spider-Man's like thirty. and i'm not thirty! its just everything's crazy right now.. with the accords., i can't even imagine how you're feeling! probably terrible.. oh, g od wait, not terrible, i'm s–"

you had been watching with an endearing look in your eye. you had come to find that you enjoy watching Peter ramble.

his eyes would become unsettled and shaky, his body would begin to become more and more animated, but his voice

gosh, his voice was something you wanted to listen to for the rest of your life

but you could tell he was getting more and more skittish. so you put him out of his misery

"terrible probably wouldn't be my go-to word, it's up there though.. at least i got to meet you." you smiled softly.

Peter's eyes ran over your soft features. night had fallen, so the windows of the plan displayed an almost picturesque display of the moon and stars. the light hue of color the moon provided painted your face in a way that clouded Peter's thoughts.

with your comment of being grateful to have met him, Peter wasn't in control of his mouth for much longer.

"so pretty." he breathed. both of you guys froze.

Peter's face quickly morphed from love-sick to mortified. you blushed violently.

deciding you didn't want Peter to fall into another rant-like apology (because if you got to listen to him talk for that long in this setting, you might just drop the 'L' word) , you said,

"let's watch a movie?"

the two of you sat, shoulder to shoulder, watching Scott Pilgrim Vs. the World, but being too hyper aware of their thighs pressed together and brushing hands to actually pay attention

upon arrival, both teenagers walked off the plane, sleep deprived , but with thumping hearts and dazed grins.

Peter threw himself on his hotel bed that night,, hiding under the covers

his thoughts replayed your interaction over and over (and over and over) in his head

the boy shoved his head, face first, into the stiff hotel pillow and let out a muffled groan

Peter flipped himself over, stared at the ceiling, before remembering his spouts of unnecessarily long explanations

he thrashed his body, kicking his poor blanket in frustration but most of all, out of embarrassment

he calmed himself down once his memories refreshed themselves over your gentle giggles and how soft your hands were

Peter fell asleep with cherry red cheeks and a blissful grin.

because despite those small mess ups, despite the futile way he beat his covers in humiliation, Peter treasures that day like no other.

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1tsnoya · 4 years

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ok I have such a specific scenario it might be weird but 🥺 can we get some hcs with noya, tsuki, kageyama and tendou REARRANGING their s/o guts in the club room and then when they get out the rest of the team was waiting outside like 🤯🤯😳 tf

UR MIND!!! big brain here. i love this sm ty

✧･ﾟgetting caught in the clubroom✧･ﾟheadcanons

warning: nsfw

pairings: noya x reader + tsuki x reader + kageyama x reader + tendou x reader

noya

it was a water break during practice and noya was like “babe can u come with me to get something in the clubroom?”

so y’all held hands while walking down but then he pulled u inside the room and just started kissing u

it slowly became more fast-paced and rough

since u guys were kind of getting in the mood, he started moving down and planting kisses along ur collarbones

so y’all were.. starting to yk (; and u heard something fall on the other side of the door

IT WENT DEAD SILENT LMAO AND THEN U HEARD FOOTSTEPS RUN AWAY

u guys had to stop😔✌️and u were NOT prepared to leave the clubroom

so back to that crash..it made noya jump a bit and he accidentally bit down on your neck a little too hard

u didn’t notice this...

so u guys finally made ur way back, hinata was weirdly quiet so everyone was like ???

“finally you two are ba-what happened to your neck?”

SILENCE. LMFAO

noya went RED but u still were ?? huh ?? wdym

then it kinda hit u

the other third years were embarrassed for u, hinata was still dead silent, kageyama was ??clueless?? tsukishima just SMIRKED and was ready to say some cocky ass comment, oh and tanaka was like a proud father

tsukishima

HSBSJH HE WOULD BE SO SLICK W THIS

i feel like clubroom sex has definitley happened before, you two were just very careful ab it

HOWEVER this one particular time, tsuki was more in a rush

like he was mad and during a water break he was just like “come here for a second”

off topic but angry sex with him would be ✨immaculate✨

ceo of teasing and degradation

so anyway y’all snuck off to the clubroom and he was already super into things

like as soon as u got into the room and closed the door, he was kissing u hard while unbuttoning ur shirt

so why he was literally railing u, there was a knock at the door

“tsuki?”

it just had to be hinata, yams, and kageyama

and ofc yamaguchi knocked and called for tsukishima r u kidding me

tell me why this boy KEPT GOING

and covered ur mouth with his hand

“umm yeah?”

“the break is over”

u made a small noise and this just made tsuki more aggressive😳

“i’ll be right out”

they were confused but just walked away

im sure that someone on the team definitley knew wtf was going on and would forever tease u about it

the rest of the team would probably eventually find out bc of all of the terrible comments

and yes tsukishima goes dead silent whenever they joke around about it

kageyama

sigh u would definitely get caught with him. 100%

you went to one of tobio’s practices and kiyoko had asked you to go grab something for her in the clubroom

u played dumb - “where is that?”

kiyoko was busy with something so had just asked tobio to go with u

that was ur plan afterall nehehhe

you wanted to do something risky with kags, he wasn’t usually that type but u were in the mood

so once to got to the clubroom, you pulled him inside

u took initiative. ofc baby boy was worried ab being caught

but that thought eventually left his mind because he was just so distracted by you and the way you kissed him

i feel like kags can be kinda whiney

especially when u take the lead

and that’s why u got caught...

poor hinata

he started walking towards the clubroom and was rambling like “kageyama hurry up i wanna try this new thing becau-”

and then he heard some...things

scarred. SCARRED i tell you

when u guys went back to the gym, hinata didn’t wanna make eye contact with u two😳

third years were concerned bc hinata is usually talkative

“hinata dude ur quiet” “yeah what happened bro” -noya and tanaka

AND THEN U AND KAGEYAMA REALIZED

kageyama couldn’t focus the rest of practice and hinata STAYED QUIET BAHAH

tendou

HE WOULD ALSO BE PRETTY SLICK WITH THIS

he asked u to come to one of his practices during the week

u didn’t tell him when so u just surprised him on a random day

baby was SO EXCITED

tried his absolute hardest that day

however during practice he kept looking back over at u

u definitely noticed this

during a break he snuck off with u

just totally disappeared

it was just something yk? something u did with ur hair or the way u only kept your eyes on him when he was playing

and he just couldn’t keep his eyes off u

so he dragged u to one of the storage closets and u two were 👀🙈💕💓

and um. everyone else was looking for u guys

HE JUST COMPLETELY VANISHED WITH U OKAY THEY WERE CONFUSED

and when walking around they came around the storage closet where u guys were yk hehe!

and when they tried opening the door, it was locked

and then they heard some moving around/thudding noises in the closet

no one said anything

they just looked back at one another and 😳😳

they were too awkward to do anything so they left and subbed someone in for tendou HSJSKSJ

tendou def brought it up to ushijima later and he was trying to act all surprised

even though he uh knew and had heard some things

“oh..really? cool...ha”

tendou never found out that his team heard HSHSHS

let’s just say that the team gets a little...quiet whenever u show up to one of their practices

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ghostxraven · 3 years

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hi love im deep in ur art blog for reasons and im SO in love with the fact that ur ghoul has his OWN nickname tattooed on him in party's writing they are SO 🥺 was wondering if you wanted to talk a bit more abt ghouls tattoos??? theyre just SO gorgeous and intricately laid out

HI i LOVE u i am KISSING u i would love love love to talk about ghoul’s tattoos 🥺❤️

^ yeah ghoul & party have each other’s handwriting tattooed!! for party it’s one of the only tattoos they have & it’s right over their heart (im sure ive mentioned this fact before but idk if ive explicitly noted that it says ‘sunshine’) and ghoul didn’t have the space to put his right over his heart because poison’s kj symbol is there so his is on his upper arm (they ARE soooooooo 🥺 i love them)

ghoul’s tattoos are a healthy mix of sentimental ink and things he just thought were beautiful. when he met the rest of the four he didn’t have THAT many tattoos because 1. he was 14 2. he’d only been in the zones for a little under a year and a half at that point but the ones he DID have (aka his oldest tattoos) were his knuckle tattoos (‘freed’ and ‘fuck’ what can i say he was 13), the big raven on his upper shoulder and neck (he started believing in the witch very early compared to other cityborns but yeah that tattoo was both a way of symbolizing his devotion to the witch and a way of marking himself as a killjoy/shedding his past in the city in the way that he considered clearest), the fangs on his hand, two bats on his leg, the zombie bite on the other side of his neck (i could get a little more into this but BASICALLY ghoul being an ex-crow trainee + a cityborn + being the only surviving member of his first crew had a problem with feeling inhuman and a lot of survivor’s guilt and so he really. idk he connected a lot with zombies & frankenstein’s monster and ghosts & the like when he was a runner for dr. d post-his crew’s deaths. he got better about Seeing Himself as a Person especially once kobra + the other two showed up but the fascination remained) (also not tattoo-related but that’s when he chose his name. before that he’d been called ‘sandpup’ by his old crew & he never had a chance to tell them before they passed but he really loved that they used that as a name for him especially with how much he didn’t want to associate himself with the city) (ghoul had A Lot of issues but the difference there is that he worked thru them a lot earlier than the rest of the four) and “I FORGIVE U” on the back of his neck (in remembrance of said former crew).

umm along with that kind of fascination with the undead/feeling that kind of connection are the frankenstein stitches on his wrists (tho thats more of a common hc) and he has this pretty big tattoo of abstracted bones following his vertebrae down his throat and chest that he’s gotten expanded/fixed/touched up over the years. ik i do a lot of b&w doodles but i feel like i’ve been kind of inconsistent about coloring (most of his tattoos are color). pretty sure ive mostly drawn them in green (???) but in my head they’re like a faded light blue using natural skin tone as highlights.

his more sentimental tattoos…let me see if i can outline them here. this might not be exhaustive but i will do my best to list what ive figured out at least thus far:

the two little bats on his right thigh are for his grandmother and little sister. his sister (juliet adele fujikawa, b. april 2009 d. december 2014) was killed in a car crash shortly before he left the city, and likewise, his grandmother (charlotte fujikawa [藤川千尋] b. june 1936 d. december 2014) was “moved to retirement housing” at about the same time. that was pretty much the last straw & ghoul left battery city within the week

there’s his crewmates’ symbols on his chest (in order from his right to left: kobra, jet, party) (gotten when their crew had been together for a while. dating this one is based on a couple things: 1. ghoul had been with them for long enough that he felt secure 2. poison and ghoul were friends by this point, or else he wouldn’t have included their symbol and 3. poison’s is over his heart so you can read into that as you will)

text from the graffiti bible on his right calf, as protection for his crew & as a reminder of one of his former friends who was a droid that believed very strongly in destroya’s return

his raygun on his chest (he was pretty proud of the design! this was when he was ~15 or 16) that he had poison’s added to post-sing post-engagement pre-commitment ceremony (so. september 2023) (yes i have my handwritten timeline + my own drawings + my fics out in front of me rn cross-referencing sldkdksksbx!)

one of the girl’s childhood drawings (one she drew of him & her & the stuffed animal he made for her when she was a baby all having a tea party together) from when she’s about 5 or so on his right hip (december 2022 or so)

shooting stars on his upper right shoulder, partially because they’re pretty and blend well with his other tattoos and partially because they’re a reminder of a lot of things, including but not limited to his first night out in the zones seeing the stars for the first time, stories his grandma used to tell him, and right when he’d first joined the fab four and him & kobra sat on the roof during a meteor shower

besides the other one i already mentioned ^ he has more of poison’s handwriting on his left inner forearm — this is also one ive mentioned before but once they’ve been in a relationship for a while they get into the habit of leaving little love notes around for each other! there’s nothing particularly special specifically about the one he got tattooed, besides the fact that it reminded him of poison and they love each other. the text in full (which i don’t think ive ever put anywhere, though im pretty sure ive put fragments of it in fics and art) is as follows:

Good Morning baby <3! I needed new paints, went on a run. Kobra has the Girl @ the Crash Track, Jet’s at the station. call me when you wake up! I love you, be back soon. XO Party <3

he also has the anniversaries of when they started dating and their commitment ceremony (03•03•21 and 10•26•23 respectively) on the inside of his right wrist ^ !

he’s got a snake wrapping around his left leg that kobra picked out and a hand of cards with the ace of spades face up that jet picked out (and these ofc are because they remind him of his crewmates!!)

he has the phoenix witch tattooed on his ribs, left side, styled vaguely after catholic saints (since that imagery can still be found in the inner zones & especially where ‘joys who still practice that religion gather!)

there’s a version of the eye from the mailbox on his right shoulder, and this one is also a sort of symbol of protection/good luck, to show devotion to the witch and to help protect himself and his crew

the constellation libra on his left forearm! this one was done a little while after he started running transmissions and supplies for dr. d! he liked the connection that astrology — whether he believed in the practice or not is up for debate — gave people to the stars, and the feeling that he had a place in the universe, predestined or not

after charlie is born, he gets a portrait of her (~age 4) with her name and birthday underneath done on his left thigh! (~2036)

and on his lower back, he has a fairly simple tattoo of two crows on a wire with their beaks pressed together (aughhhhhh romance) that he gets done as an anniversary surprise for their 10-year (so. 2033)!

his non-sentimental tattoos are largely based off of images from books, either from dr. d’s collection when he was working as a runner for him or from cherri’s after he joined up with the fab four, or else they’re naturally occurring in the zones!! this includes but is not limited to: california golden poppies on the back of his left shoulder, strawberries around his left bicep (he doesn’t ever have a strawberry until he’s like 35, this one is absolutely based off of a particularly pretty illustration), a thundercloud with lightning on his left elbow, a moon on his right inner bicep, a ring of thorns around his right forearm right under the elbow, a dagger on his inner left calf, and a sun, small bat, cross, rose, ribbon (with the word ‘faith’ in script), and wing on his right forearm and hand, all picked from flash sheets

so yeah! that’s about everything i have to say about ghoul’s tattoos atm but ty ty ty sm for letting me ramble abt them i think about his tattoos so much 😔❤️

#danger days #fun ghoul #ttlotfk #killjoys california #headcanons #killjoys #funpoison #hcs #pi's personal #jordan tag ⚠️#query on top #i LOVE U SM !!!!! 💕❤️💕❤️💕❤️#sorry you got an essay & also that it took me all day to get this out i have SO many thoughts #& i really hope i didn’t miss anything but i MIGHT have because tumblr deleted half of what i typed when i tried to save a draft SO.

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luminous-shifting-vibes · 3 years

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*sequel* to actual fucking quotes from the shiftblr coffeehouse discord server

once again, it's out of context because x1000 funnier

also x1000 longer than previous post

"ur satan is gnc af"

"Bestie I’m already having gender envy over a fucking demon please"

"O_O ODEPIJHFbavevisdpvfhzdcnjawedsidjksjdkoeirjfmkdsoeirujdksodifjndmksoidfjdksidfj ITS" NOT IN MY FRAFTS IS SPEDNT 1 hour PN THAT SHIT"

"AUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

"ohoho sexy"

"I am very proud of myself"

"himbo x edgy fuck"

"YOU COULD SQUISH HES CHEECKS"

"he has teefs"

"SQUASH"

"good for biting 📷"

"he's a himbo basically"

"B͂̒̄iͫ̍̈tͧ̓ͯè̄̇"

"bifth"

"i havent watched blue exorcist in years but mr okumura my beloved </3"

"MY LIFE QUESTIONS HAVE BEEN ANSWERED"

"is it important information to mention that the person i put up for my turn is the son of satan" "I know like 1 thing about everyone who isnt ranboo lmfao"

"crimes"

"tumblr sexyman"

"idk why but my first thought was cowboy onceler"

"I vibe with him but he is very long and twisty"

"steampunk e-girl"

"steampunk tumblr sexyman"

"Canonically bi crimelord I agree!!"

"OOO FRIEND SHAPED"

"ARTIST SIGHTED"

"they look like someone i would want to be friends with but is way cooler than me so i'd never actually talk to them"

"babby..... would die for him"

"honestly i probably kin him"

"i'm sure he's lovely but he looks way too much like my ex i'm sorry-"

"i'd be down for another rotation! i have another twink to show y'all"

"Also :00 blonde friend"

"Let us all infodhmo"

"Hsjagdvbs shhh im on phone"

"Nix woukd you like to joon?

"skitters away"

"I have two braincells and they both drink dumb bitch juice"

"oof wait whats the order again i have 0 memory"

"i want to bond with him over cosplay-"

"Awkwardly watches in band kid"

"One day I'm gonna a broadway star"

"which isnt to say they were bad. they were just fortnite dancing during rehersals"

"I threw it so hard my glasses flew off and slid under the stage right divider"

"anyway heres my boi"

"emo"

"haha emo"

"virgil sanders kinnie"

"he looks like he listens to my chemical panic at the fallout boy"

"Bro I bet he'd kick my ass with his deck"

"bird man my beloved"

"fuck i had so much to say and then i forgot it all"

"Birds!!"

"guiguhuh"

"crabrave"

"She sounds like someone I would end up stealing her personality"

"yess name collector gang"

"alias glass aiden haven absinthe fish brick rice"

"But I have Cypress, Remure, Genesis, Lemres, and Comet"

"And she's named after a mars candy bar bc alien"

"Hey, if plato went by plato, you can be king thief"

"im not dissing my gramma like that shfojd"

"My dad has seven legal names" "bitches be like *looks at fictional character* *steals their name* it's us we're bithces"

"coraline lowkey traumatized me but i adore it regardless"

"mmmmmm magic man :]"

"°0° green man"

"criminal (affectionate)"

"he would shoplift a candy bar from walmart and then brag to all of his friends about the sick stealing he did"

"despite the fact he's canonically been capable of overpowering a minor deity"

"i would commit so many crimes for him"

"Very babey"

"Yes please tell green man he is very pog"

"he also keeps a lot of dumb secrets"

"but I will sorely miss the chaos and energy of this here chat until I wake again" (by request XD)

"i just say words and if they're funny then they're funny"

"* or extremly chaotic either works"

"at this point we are just taking turns rambling"

"oH--"

"bc my brain has a schedule"

"Hopefully they have gyoza there or I will lose my mind"

"hehe yes spooky man"

"my ghost glucose guardian"

"the head of the undead group that lives there, and we end up dating. (yes I date a ghost, no I will not be taking constructive criticism /lh)"

"ghosts r just inherently sexy"

"i mean im becoming a squid thing so"

"Raven quirk raven quirk!!"

"ł â m p"

"łæmp"

"mothman: ooh lamp you look very nice today! do you come here often? mothman: wait shit no"

"I'd date a ghost"

"mine is still accurate, i am still sobbing (/j)"

"p e e p e e"

""@nick wilde is a tumblr sexyman" is the best thing i have ever seen"

"im sorry im cackling like a dying hyena"

"you're all 12 year olds"

"PEENIE"

"He once caused global warming on accident so he could get a tan"

"god, what a himbo. i love him"

"that reminds me of my friends kin assigned me jesus"

"Man outside of battle be like: princely crying but then in battle hes like: "CATACLYSM! DISASTER! DEVASTATION!" Chill out man"

"Every time I talk about satan it never fails to shock people it's my favorite thing to do"

"im kin assigning him roman sanders" ""Oh yeah he caused global warming because he wanted to get girls" "he what""

"oh damn i forgot satan was straight"

"twink appreciation club"

"give us the twinks"

"my first thought was bottom-"

"so many people to try and get his dad to love him"

"daddy issued"

"OH MY GOD ITS WILBUR"

"Big boy but"

"anyways janus is swagggg"

"........................."

"gib twink"

"give twink then i will share"

"holds him gentle like hamburger"

"This dumb bitch opened a book that said "do not open" and got possessed by a little bastard"

"he is. fragile creachur"

"klug is beauty klug is grace i would let him step on my face"

"If I'm playing swap and I have to hear one more "Pwanet Powew" Im gonna lose it"

"Who is to blame? Pandora or the box?"

"Bakugo isnt my type but I respect the drip"

"i say like my type isnt long-haired pretty boys and girls that look so gnc that people have a history of confusing them for men"

"hes a gremlin and i can appreciate a pretty gremlin"

"that is to say i am attracted to VFlower vocaloid. This is a confession."

"note i am a lesbian"

"You may like Schezo wegey"

"why does he have one single expression"

"soul soul eater passes the vibe check"

"magic wand"

"I Want To Hold His Hand"

"i would commit a war crime for him any war crime idc which one"

"my favorite one is when he sounded rlly gay because he said "Muscular bodies keep me satisfied""

"p e a n u t"

"Klug is a homophobic homosexual its just facts"

"grug from the croods is peak male performance"

"jaw drops to floor, eyes pop out of sockets accompanied by trumpets, heart beats out of chest, awooga awooga sound effect, pulls chain on train whistle that has appeared next to head as steam blows out, slams fists on table, rattling any plates, bowls or silverware, whistles loudly, fireworks shoot from top of head, pants loudly as tongue hangs out of mouth, wipes comically large bead of sweat from forehead, clears throat, straightens tie, combs hair Ahem, you look very lovely."

"tag yourself im the fireworks shooting from the top of the head"

"i like essays"

"central time gang"

"11:11 pog-" (wait... is that a suprise angel number?? yes it is lovelies just for you <3)

"Then again im also a dumbass bitch who wonders what the souls in soul eater taste like. SERIOUSLY THOUGH. THEY LOOK TASTY AS HELL!!!! LIKE GODDAMN BRO YOU'RE MAKING ME FUCKING HUNGRY. Like. that shit- it's Bone Apple motherfucking Teeth. hell yea my guy. Im hongy now.... shlorp I'm seriously considering this. Like. They seem kinda like a liquid? But a solid? Are they like jello? The fuck they taste like my guy???? I keep imagining they're like sour, like sour candy maybe? Or do they taste salty? Sweet? Maybe some combo of two? Do they even have a taste or is it about the texture? The sensation? God my mouth is watering what the hell. I am starving. I think I need to go get a cookie. I'm gonna go get a cookie. Brb. I'm better. I'm still craving souls though. Which is a weird-ass cringey thing to say but I'm being dead-ass rn. They just.... look tasty???? And I wanna eat one. Thus. I am shifting to Soul Eater for the express purpose of satisfying my fucking cravings. enjoy"

"points were made"

"jello? more like helloooo schloooAHFJDSDAIDWNALDHSJKDAIDANDM"

"WAIT I THINK I HAVE AN ANIME GIRL BITING VIDEO TOO"

"anime girl voice: mmm! mm... ahhhhmp!! mmm, mmm... aaahmp!"

"i think it sounds great i'm going to start eating like that"

"several people are typing"

"do these look edible to you"

"forbidden gummies"

"when I was on lsd I couldn't eat my fruit gummies because I thought they were alive because they had little faces on them"

"oh shit yeah don't do drugs"

"anyways general consensus is puyos are edible, ty for your input everyone"

"everypony is a word so powerful it can bring nations to its knees"

"pls the self control it's taking me not to say "hewwo everypony" in gen chat when someone new joins-"

"hewwo evewrypony uwu deaw cewestia i hopwe it doewsnt wain owo"

"ive cooked up a sowution wiwth the knowwege ive acwued. they say a kitcwen time saves niwne, but im just savwing two. Ive gathewwed the inwedients to make a time sowbet. Thewe's hawdly woom fow seconds when the seconds mewt away."

"I had a ten year old sister... you know what happened to her??? very sad, very tragic... she turned eleven....."

"NIIICE"

"Guts dont say the secks word :( /j"

"watch your fucking language in front of the president"

"im so sorry lumi"

"i think you're like ehhhh 8/10 funny"

"now me???? 10/10. Hilarious"

"sometimes i have to take a step back and remember that this is the same guts i follow on tumblr /lh"

""ok every here's some good shifting advice!!! uwu have a good day" "yeah i did lsd and ate fruit gummies""

"i have one setting and it's whatever this is"

"my bitch ass cat just pushed the door open with his fuzzy face and now my sleeping dad is being lulled into dreams by Cosmo Sheldrake's 'Pliocine'."

"me on discord: nick wilde"

"me on tumblr: shifting water! haha funne! me on here: my hermit crabs are cannibals also i want to eat souls."

"im sorry yOUR VIBESA RE JUST SO DIFFERNT"

"u give off older cousin ive never spoken to but always admire at the family gatherings vibes"

"what the fuck"

"BC I HAVE LIBERTU"

"If you adopt me then yes"

"am I qualified for dad jokes???"

"we're all a lot smarter on tumblr"

"I'm like "awww... sweet... sweet little shiftlings... posting such sweet shiftling content... so pure, so wholesome... does not even know abcs....""

"can't think before you speak if you never think B)"

"I'm not responsible enough to be a mom"

"cat pet"

"show us pictures of the cat or i will do Crime"

"maybe thats me being a coward tho"

"MOTH!!!! MOTH MY BELOVED"

if y'all want I can make this a series bc shiftblr keeps giving me more content

#tw drugs #tw swearing #tw cannibalism #tw crime #tw food #tw homophobia #shitpost #out of context #out of context quotes #lumi's quotes

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dunniekowrites-tbhk · 4 years

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uuuhhh last one! this is extra u can do this if u want! how about a reader who is latina (or half like me idc LMAOO BUT I SEE UR BRAZILIAN AND I LOVEEE BRAZIL SM I WENT LAST YEAR 🥺) who LOVES TO GO OUT AND PARTY A LOT AND IS VERY EXTROVERTED LOVES MUSIC (the crazy and outgoing girl) hc with teru and kou maybe 🥺🥺 (maybe hanakoONLY if u can!) i imagine teru being worried about her and going with her to the parties but all the girls are over him and she’s like he’s mine AHHHH IDKK ILYSM ty 🥺

❥ T E R U , K O U & H A N A K O X H A L F ! L A T I N O R E A D E R

First i have to thank you AAAAAAAAAA TYSMM sweetie I’m rlly glad to read that (((o(*°▽°*)o))) and second it’s no problem dear you can request as much as you want, or you can request in anonymous♡

❀ ┈──╌❊╌──┈ ✿

TERU:

- He is really surprised by how extrovert you are, you’re really passionate and has no shame in declaring your feelings for him.

- He is used to get people embarassed and shaky but when YOU get touchy with him or give him a kiss, his cheeks with get a deep red color, he gets blushy really easily near you, mostly when you are so open about PDA.

- Gets jealous on how easy you can become friends with people, don’t get him wrong, it’s not that he is against you having friends, but he gets jelly seeing on how close they are to you.ヽ(`⌒´ )ノ

- If you really like music and party he is open-minded to listen to your favorite songs with you.

- He gets a little worried jealous about you going on a party all by yourself, he trust you of course! But he doesn’t trust other men trying to flirt with you, so he gave a try and went with a party with you, you promised you wouldn’t dance with any other person beside him.

- He got surprised seeing almost all the girls at the party pratically throwing themselves on him, he got surrounded and politely rejected them as he tried to find you in that crowd.

“— My heart stopped beating for a moment, I thought I lost you.” - He vented as he wrapped his arms around your waist.

- Once he catch you he is literally never letting you go, he got traumatized by the situation, what a bad first impression. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

❀ ┈──╌❊╌──┈ ✿

KOU:

- Loves your extrovert personality!!!

- Since he isn’t experienced with PDA, he gets really flustered, when you kiss his cheek or hug his arm, he will burst in how cute and amazing you are, feeling his heart squeeze and beat out of his chest. You can even see the little hearts surrounding his aura as he wipe the little tears off, he thinks your smile can cure cancer!

“— Y-Y/n-senpai! You’re the cutest person in the world!”

- Will always reassure you that.

- He loves listening music with you too! It can be whenever you guys have free time, or when cuddling, he even will show you his favorite songs!

- He is willing to try and go to parties with you too, anything including you is a big yes from him, he wants to spend all the time he got with you, no matter what activity it is. (♡˙︶˙♡)

- If you say “I love you” in portuguese for him, well..let’s say:

- RIP Minamoto Kou, Cause of Death: Y/n’s cuteness.

❀ ┈──╌❊╌──┈ ✿

HANAKO:

- He finds your bubbly and out going personality so cute! Especially when you talk about the things you like with him, he is all ears to you:

“— Oh! My bad Hanako, was I rambling again?” - You put your hand in your mouth, in a attempt to shut yourself, his lips escaped a soft chuckle: “— It’s no problem Y/n, you can continue talking.” - His smile was soft, he rested his chin in the palm of his hand, oh how he adored you, he let his eyes focus on your pretty face as he appreciated you, he wasn’t even paying attention about what were you speaking and he would slap himself afterward, but he just wanted to drown in your sweet, angelic voice at that moment.

- He is used to do most of the teasing, so when you decide to tease him back he will be embarassed, when you kiss him, his whole face will blush down to his neck and he will melt, you will giggle and he would adjust his hat to hide his face, please shower him with kisses.♡

- Doesn’t mind listening music with you, but expect him to be confused with some of them. he is a boomer what do you expected it?

- He can’t leave the school to go to parties with you :( He sweared if he could he would go to all the parties you wanted, he would show you his moves.ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

- But since he can’t he would be really sad about it, but you said it was no problem and that you two could make a small party in the bathroom, just the two of you! Just hanako? and you? Dancing alone? He loved the idea.

- During the dance he would whisper a “Thank you” for doing this with him, for bringing joy and fun in his ghost life when it was all darkness, you were the light of his life, really. i mean, his ghost life.

- Knowing that you are half-latino you will tell him a different way to say “I love you” in another language, he will die a second time by heart attack. is that even possible??

#toilet bound hanako kun #tbhk #tbhk x reader #jibaku shounen hanako kun #jshk #jshk x reader #tbhk headcanons #teru minamoto #teru minamoto x reader #kou minamoto #kou minamoto x reader #hanako kun #hanako kun x reader #hanako x reader

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marvels-writings · 4 years

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Oh ur closing the reqs on my b-day lol. Okay I have a request for carol danvers x female reader, where carol talks to one of the avengers about her feelings towards the reader (who likes her too) and the reader overhears her but doesn’t say anything she just starts noticing things she never did before. And at somepoint the reader admits her feelings. Thanks a bunch for all that you add to the fandom

A/N: HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANON!! Even though I need to study for exams, i tried to finish this since it’s your birthday, so here!! And thanks for liking my writing!

Getting up from your bed groggily, your muscles aching from training yesterday as you made your way over to your closet. You put on a hoodie, realizing it wasn’t yours you looked down, and realized it was Carol’s. Oh, you’d forgotten you’d borrowed her hoodie when the two of you had gone out of the compound to get some dinner. In your defense, she had given it to you without you needing to ask, so technically it wasn’t stolen. You sighed and made your way outside.

“Do you like her?” Steve asked someone, you were on your way to get coffee in the morning when you heard this. You paused in your tracks, listening intently for another voice.

Not hearing anything else, you continued to walk into the kitchen, tying your hair into a messy bun after grabbing a hair tie from your sweatpant pockets. Just before you could switch on the coffee machine, you heard Steve’s voice again. “Carol, do you like y/n?” He questioned, slightly quieter. You froze up when you realized it was Carol, talking to Steve, about you.

Quietly, you headed towards Steve’s door to hear the answer, your heart pounding in your chest. Carol was your best friend, and recently, you’d developed feelings for her. But you thought Carol didn’t like you back so you hid your feelings, thinking it was a good idea.

Well you were about to find out if it was a good idea, or a bad one. You were really hoping it was a bad idea to hide your feelings. You saw Natasha approaching you, she waved and opened her mouth to say something snarky, but you put a finger to your lips to signal her to be quiet.

“I think so, but what if…” Was all you heard, Carol started whispering again, you couldn’t hear anything else. What the hell was ‘i think so’ supposed to mean, it’s a yes or no answer danvers, you thought.

Nat looked at you, then immediately understood what was happening. She smirked and pressed an ear to the door as well. Neither of you could hear much, it sounded like Carol rambling though, you couldn’t make out any specific words.

“Carol, it’s a yes or no question.” Steve interrupted, his voice came through clearly. “Do you like y/n?” He asked, for the third time in the past 10 minutes.

“Yes,” Carol stated, then started rambling again.

You didn’t pay attention, a deep blush broke across your face. Natasha noticed and smiled even wider, she was a bit sick of seeing the two of you being oblivious to each other’s feelings. Nat was happy for you, really happy for you.

You walked back to the kitchen with a lovesick grin on your face. Nat followed you, switching on the coffee machine.

“So are you going to talk to her?” She asked, leaning back on the counter. To be honest, you didn’t know.

“Nat, I actually don’t know.” You said, you heard her groan slightly then added. “Should I just wait and see?”

“y/n, she obviously likes you, just speed the process up,” She said, exasperated. “Plus, me and clint are sick of seeing you both pine for each other.” She added.

But you didn’t know, maybe Carol would just like you today and forget you tomorrow. You knew she wasn’t that sort of person, but still. You weren’t sure. You stayed silent in thought as you sipped the coffee you stole from Nat. Eventually, after the cup was empty, you decided to let things play out for a week to see if Carol liked you, then decide.

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It had been about a week since this incident, and Carol was proving at almost every step she did like you. You had gotten breakfast in bed about 3 times in one week. It was unheard of for Carol to do this with anyone else. She came back faster from missions to spend more time with you. It seemed what Steve had told her, seemed to kick in and make her prove to you she liked you.

And you had about 3 of her hoodies hoarded now, they smelled nice and you didn’t plan to give them back soon. After waking up, you sat on your bed for a solid half hour, thinking about what to do.

If you led Carol on for a while longer, she would think you weren’t into her and move on. Versus, if you told her today, the two of you could have a chance, well it’s better than nothing. You sighed, and got up, wearing her hoodie and headed to drink your daily dose of caffeine before handling this, after wearing Carol’s hoodie of course.

You tied your hair into a messy bun again, heading into the kitchen to find everyone already there, sipping coffee while arguing with Carol. All the avengers were sitting on barstools, counter tops, facing you. But carol was facing all of them, her back towards you. You could see she was wearing the hoodie you had given her paired with leggings. Her hair was down, but slightly messed up.

“Just tell her already,” Clint said, clearly frustrated as he played with drumsticks. No one really knew where he got the drumsticks.

“Carol, we went through this a week ago,” Steve said, saw you and smirked. Carol was about to turn around but he spoke again, stopping her. “Just tell y/n you like her.”

You froze in place and grinned. Everyone saw you, except Carol, whose back was towards you. Everyone kept a neutral face though, you slowly started walking towards her, until you were behind her with a playful smirk on your face.

“What if she doesn’t like me though?” She asked, almost despondent. You were about to say something, but Clint was faster.

“She likes you back,” He stated, practically grinning now.

“She does,” Nat commented.

“She definitely does.” Tony said with a smirk.

“She does,” Steve said, also smiling now.

“I do,” You said, Carol didn’t seem to notice.

“How do you, wait,” She said, realizing a second too late. She turned around to face you.

You grinned up at her, seeing a million emotions flicker across her face. Surprise, relief, then shock. Her eyes widened slightly as she looked at you. Even though you had just woken up, your hair was in a tangled mess of a bun, and you were wearing her hoodie and your sweatpants and bunny slippers, you still looked more beautiful than ever.

“Ah, y/n, y/n,” She stuttered, trying to regain her calm composure, but it wasn’t really working out for her. “How much of that did you hear?” She asked, gesturing to the avengers behind her who were giving you a thumbs up and grinning at you.

“Enough to know you like me,” You said, she looked shocked but then smirked.

“And you like me back?” She asked, raising an eyebrow. Carol was desperately trying to look calm, but snarky at the same time, which was her usual attitude.

“Yep,” You smirked, then stepped a bit closer to her.

“KISS! KISS! KISS!” The avengers started chanting like 5 year olds. Carol turned to glare at them, but it didn’t work, they continued chanting even louder.

“Might as well,” You retorted, smirk slowly turning into a smile.

“Might as well,” She muttered, then wrapped her arms around your waist and leaned in.

Your eyes went around her neck as you smiled into the kiss, feeling her smile as well. The two of you pulled away and grinned at each other. You glanced over and saw all of the avengers exchanging money in what you assumed was a bet. You rolled your eyes and looked back at Carol, who was grinning down at you as she leaned in again.

#marvel #marvel x you #marvel x reader #marvel x female reader #marvel x y/n #carol danvers #carol danvers x you #carol danvers x reader #carol danvers x female reader #carol danvers x y/n #carol danvers imagine #captain marvel #captain marvel x you #captain marvel x reader #captain marvel x female reader #captain marvel x y/n #captain marvel imagine #MYC writing #my fic

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twriteskpop · 4 years

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ADRENALINE (Jungkook AU x OC )

The silence of Delilah's apartment was the welcome letter to the thoughts penetrating her sleepless mind. Between work and the drama she had escaped from not too long ago, she had plenty to think about. However, Delilah was tired of letting the poisonous brain seep into every gyrus her brain had. A year ago she would have just smoked marijuana and used that as a sort of pest control for trauma. She'd given that up after she moved back to Florida, calling it a cleansing. 392 days of the protruding thoughts finally caught up to her. Tempted by her neighbors that she grew close to, she held strong. They had offered her the green substance many times considering they were never sober, except in slumber. The neighbors reminded Delilah of Dank and Dabby from the Netflix series Disjointed. They were always high on marijuana, were comical, but had hearts of gold. They lived in the apartment beside her and were friendly with her from the day she moved in, 392 days before.

Delilah was strong, but even Superman had his weakness. Superman had kryptonite, Delilah had her thoughts. She needed them to go away even for a brief period of time.

Delilah pushed the salad bowl off of her lap and onto the coffee table. She picked up her phone and began texting her neighbors. Instantly, she got a response. Bennet and Clarissa were two kind hearted people who became two of the only people Delilah could call friends and they were well aware of this, so they kept an eye out for her. This included always being available to talk.

It was no shock to Delilah as her phone buzzed and Clarissas name popped up on her screen. She clicked open her phone and read the grey bubble: Hey D! Btw, our dog climb over to ur balcony again? Delilah pushed herself off of the couch and walked over to her sliding glass door. For what seemed to be the tenth time this month, the golden Retriever had been laying on her empty balcony, enjoying the cool weather. The balconies were connected by one wall that was waist high for a 5'3 person. It may have not been the best architecture but she didn't expect any less for how cheep the rent was. Delilah reached over the wall and knocked on the glass door. Clarissa came walking out eating what looked to be a triple chocolate chip cookie. Delilah smiled at her taller friend and pointed to the ground, "Tuck likes my balcony more, apparently." Clarissa finished the last bite of her cookie and asked for Delilah to meet her in the breezeway.

Delilah beckoned Tuck inside her apartment and out the front door where Clarissa had been waiting. Tuck sat beside Clarissa as she spoke, "thanks girl. We have some cookies we made, some without… you know, we made those ones just for you. We were going to bring them in the morning but then you texted. Speaking of, what did you need?" Delilah took a deep breath and smiled up at her neighbor, she must have just retouched her bright red hair because it looked more like a fire truck on this day, than ever before. "I would actually like one of the special cookies. And a number… to your supplier. If that's okay?" Clarissa flicked a brow up at her in suspicion.

"You a narc now?" She scrunched her perfectly arched brows. Delilah shook her head, letting out a slight chuckle, "I'm starting to forget why I quit in the first place." Clarissa frowned and pulled out her phone. She typed frantically and Delilah felt a buzz in her pocket. "Thanks," Delilah smiled. Clarissa went inside her own apartment and put the dog inside, returning soon after with a Tupperware bowl of cookies.

"The wrapped ones are the special. We were about to start a movie if you wanted to come over?" Clarissa informed, leaving her apartment door open just enough for them to enter. However, Delilah was exhausted and had an opening shift at the diner so she politely declined. She walked back into her apartment, placing the cookies on the counter, unwrapping the marijuana one and went to lay down. The cookies smelled rich of cocoa and were soft at the first bite. She could hardly taste the thc, which means it was very well made, and with every bite she felt like her tongue was sitting in a bath of chocolate. It was heaven.

Clarissa and Bennet were Delilahs first friends when she moved back, and became like family over the year. They hung out multiple times a week and always did favors for each other. She knew she could pay for the cookies in dog sitting later.

It took twenty minutes of mindless scrolling through Instagram for the thc to kick in and slowly, and quietly, she fell asleep.

For the first time in months, Delilah woke up to the sound of her bird song alarm without wanting to throw her phone through the glass window. She woke up refreshed. She sat up from her bed, walked over to her shower and began getting ready for the day. She works in a 50's style diner with a perverted boss named Tim, so her uniform was a short poodle skirted dress, 50's style shoes, and hair in a high pony with a matching bow. It was a cute uniform, but the sexual harassment that came as an accessory was not.

She got into her yellow '67 Volkswagen Beatle and drove the thirty minutes to work, without the touch of dread she normally had about going to work at six in the morning.

The roads were empty, and so was the parking lot. Only three cars were in the employee spots, including hers. She felt some relief that the chef was beside the owners car, this would mean Tim wouldn't be able to harass her too much this morning.

She walked into the checkered, from wall to floor, diner. She was greeted by the familiar smell of coffee, maple bacon, and sweet pancakes. She punched in her ID number on the tablet in the back, then made her way to the front of the kitchen, tying her apron around her waist. She knew Tony was going to be in his usual spot at the grill, working on making plates for the staff before opening at 6:30. Tony was a tall, buff, Italian man who had a thick new york-italian accent. His hair was gelled back and he fit every stereotype anyone could think of when it comes to an Italian-american, which he would gladly tell anyone.

Tony passed her a plate, smiling per usual. "You have so much energy in the morning. I'm envious," Delilah smiled, pulling a fork from the tray. She bit into a dry pancake, savoring the natural sweetness. She then moved on to a slice of bacon before hitting start on the coffee machines. Tony glanced at her with a side-eye, "someone's actually eating the food I make for her? Is the world ending? I better tell ma!" Delilah poured herself a cup of coffee and lifted a brow at him, "Tony, I eat." He chuckled, shaking his head while flipping the linked sausage, "I have known you for… what? A year now? You take baby bites of everything and say you're full. Ma says you're tryna be skinny when I tell her all about it. It hurts my feelings you know? You're a beautiful lady! Thin as a twig I'd say-" He was rambling, but cut off by Tim walking through the swinging black kitchen doors. "Open in five," The blonde, heavyset man in his late 30's smiled at the sight of Delilah, "hey hot stuff. Mrs. Marigold is already at her table. Coffee." Delilah brushed off the comment and poured the sweet grey haired woman a cup of coffee. She was a regular, so Delilah knew she would want exactly three spoons of sugar and a splash of sweet cream.

The hours of the morning shift had passed and Delilah was soon to be off work. Tim was full of inappropriate remarks and gropings per usual, making this day just like any other. When she got off work, she climbed into her Volkswagen and pulled out her phone. She opened the message from Clarissa the night before.

Delilah hesitated as she copied and pasted the number into her text message bar. Being medicated last night made sleeping easier, and even boosted her mood this morning but it made her feel numb. Being numb had it's ups but it caused a lot of downs prior to her decision to quit. Sure marijuana stopped her from thinking and it wasn't a heavy drug so she could still have mild thoughts, but some things she should have thought about, she impulsively did because she was high. However, smoking was more responsible than drinking because she was able to think and could remember everything. She hasn't ever been a real drinker, but people close to her were and she would tell you that she's seen people worse off drunk, than high.

After ten minutes had passed of just staring at the screen, she began typing the number, making her final decision.

Hello, I got your number from Clarissa S. Can you meet today?

Her engine roared to life and she shifted her gear into drive. The radio was softly playing today's pop hits from Spotify linked to her phones Bluetooth. The Orlando afternoon traffic was irritating to most people, but she had no where to be except home. So as she drove, weaving in and out of lanes, letting tourists with out of state plates pass her at any opportunity, she began to think of the bad decisions she made by simply being high. Numb to dumb, as she called it several times. She had never done anything criminal, but definitely ended up in several dangerous situations. It was not enough to get her to change her mind now. She enjoyed the sleep she got and Tim's harassment had not bothered her too much today, all because of the sleep last night. It was a butterfly effect she wanted to feel again.

As she pulled into the parking lot of her apartment complex, she heard the phone ping in the passenger seat. She parked in her usual spot, next to the stairs of her building, and reached to read the notification.

I can meet in 15 min at Bill Fredrick park. Text me when you get there. First time meetings are in public. See you then. JK

------------------- A/N I'm so happy to be back. I've been writing on a different account and I've definitely improved. 😌 PLEASE Leave feedback if you want! I love tips too! I have big plans for this.

-T

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linos-teeth · 5 years

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25-30

ty for these browse!! some rambling and controversial opinions under the cut oops

25. how long does it take you to learn the names of each member in a group?

uhhh that depends on how determined i am to learn it took me like…….5 months to go from chan/felix to the rest of skz but how long?? 2 days?? to learn the names of ateez beside san/seonghwa so uh. yeah. usually i just like…learn on the go? like mx and day6 i like learned in a month but it was chill learning meanwhile here i am uh. still not knowing all the names in uh. two other special groups and yeah it rly depends man

26. are you a gg, bg, or middle/coed stan?

well i mean…u can tell from my blog…i love them boys

27. if you could hang out with one idol, who would you hang out with?

chan??? idk why i just. would rly love to have some deep chats with him yknow? he has this certain something that makes me want to be his friend and know more abt him and also be there for him and let him nap on me and give him all the hugs he deserves

28. Who is the bias to your third favorite group?

i still have no clue who would be my third fave officially (what are rankings) but i’ll go with sammy! mY TINY DUMBASS CHILD WHOM I LOVE SO MUCH WITH HIS GREAT VOICE AND FACES AND ALL THE EXTRAS

29. what name from your native language would you give your ult bias?

i’ll pass…i rly don’t like Truly German names much and honestly i can’t imagine minho being anyone but minho even tho i hardly ever actually call him that and even tho he apparently shares that name with like every 3rd korean it’s just Special man

30. thought on fanfiction/AUs/etc?

oKAY SO well i was 100% against fanfiction abt real ppl and i do still think it’s weird but uh. i also kinda really love it and it can be so addictive and like both reading and writing it is?? so much fun? so like….i’m here for it and i actually am more comfortable with aus bc that’s like…ok yeah this REALLY ISN’T REAL you know? esp when it comes to shipping that kinda reflects my feelings of ok but if this and that were different i think x and y would kinda make a rly good couple if that makes sense? so yeah i guess i’m here for fanfic and there are SO many good pieces out there and i’m here for ppl writing them but what i absolutely cannot deal with is smut like idc if someone’s of age or not IT JUST FEELS SO DISRESPECTFUL esp when it’s like portraying the person in a super like…nasty way?? if you know what i mean? (like who are u to assume they’re all Shit Doms) and generally i just feel like if we gotta write fanfic then we should at least leave that alone i’d honestly prefer knowing ppl wrote abt me kissing a friend than fucking said friend but maybe that’s just me my dude. also personal preferences but i cannot handle reader fics like i just….sure i have my own daydreams here and there but that’s like…you and these 2948493 other people are all imagining themselves in this specific position and that’s slightly creepy bUT YEAH THAT’S ALL OPINIONS? except like…….the smut thing that’s just. a thing. that i wish we did not have. oh also yandere that too please like No.

ANYWAY TAG UR MINOR SHIPS IN FANFIC TY

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hiyo-silver · 6 years

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Gold

Summary: YOI au. Stan is Eddie's new skating coach, but he starts to have feelings for him.

Pairings: Eddie Kaspbrak/Stanley Uris

AO3

Taglist: @fuckboykaspbrak @thesquidliesthuman @starboystan @rachi0964 @shewasthewind @beepbeep-losers @bigbilliamdenbro @jalenrose1122 @sleepygaybrough @itandstrangerthingsfanfic @boopboopreddie @peachywyatt

Eddie pulls on his skate, lacing it with care, his hands quivering and he's not sure if it's with cold or with anxiety. He shoves the lace through the top holes, tying them off in a bow.

He peers around, looking for his coach, Stan, jumping more than he'd expect to when his eyes meet Stan's.

"Eddie, good to see you," Stan acknowledges him with a nod, walking over and putting his hand to eddie, grasping Eddie's in his own and pulling him up. "You get cold easily?" He notices, feeling Eddie's hands feeling near icy when he's hardly been in the rink at all.

"Uh- yeah, hi Mr. Uris, I'm seriously so so honored to work with you-" Eddie starts, stopping when Stan waves his hand to tell him to stop.

"We should get started soon, I've only ever seen your work in videos, can you do that routine from the last competition?" Stan asks, hoping Eddie would understand once he pulls up the music from the routine.

Eddie nods, walking on the thin blades of the skates, holding onto the wall for a moment, breaking under the pressure of working with his idol. Once the music hits his ears it all melts away though, it flows through him from his ears to his toes, bringing a performance smile to his face and fluid movements through his body.

Eddie glides on the surface of the ice, his arms poised elegantly above his head, doing a turn, and then another, both flawlessly. He truly forgets himself in his skating.

The music ends and he slides over to the edge, leaning on the wall and panting to find his breath. "Good?" He asks through a breath out.

"Decent," Stan nods in response. Taking some notes on his laptop, his slender fingers dancing around the keys as delicately as Eddie's landings after jumps.

Eddie nods breathlessly. At least it's decent, he smiles to himself, getting back onto the normal floor and shuffling to the bench, drinking from his water bottle. "How can I improve it, Mr. Uris?" He turns and asks the curly haired man.

"We can discuss, over coffee perhaps? And don't call me mr. Uris. That's m-my father. Stanley to you," he says with a playful smirk that Eddie wouldn't have expected from him.

Eddie keeps his jaw from dropping, "uh- yeah, coffee, now?" He asks, his words just barely stumbling from his lips.

"Sure, if that works for you," Stan says with a shrug, gathering his coat up into his arms, and then his laptop, sliding it smoothly into his over the shoulder bag.

Anxiety bubbles into Eddie's throat, but this definitely will be good, it has to be. Stanley Uris. His idol, someone he's looked up to for as far back as he can remember. And he wants to get coffee with him.

Eddie gathers his stuff up, taking off his skates as quickly as he can, pulling at the laces with his spindly fingers clumsily. He finally brushes his fingers through his hair and goes back out to Stan, "Ready if you are," he says with a grin, the nervousness masking it almost like a subtle grimace.

"I'm always ready, a lesson in life, be ready for anything," the man says with a tense shrug, seeming more like he's trying to convince himself.

Eddie's grimace disappears, his worry faltering only for a moment, because, despite what he always thought. Stanley Uris is a human being.

Stan looks down at him, "Well, let's go, I know a place near here, we can walk," he announces, seeming almost as nervous as Eddie? That can't be.

Stan leads the way out of the rink doors, the warmth of the outside hitting their skin. One foot in front of the other, they walk nearly in sync. They walk in silence, just the sound of feet hitting the pavement, Eddie notices how Stan's always meet the pavement with a satisfying smack, he finds comfort in it.

They reach the coffee shop, Stan automatically holding the door open for Eddie as the smell of coffee beans fill their noses. Stan sighs, "One of my favorite places," he tells Eddie, leading him to get in line.

Stan orders first, getting a black coffee that makes Eddie feel intimidated by his original idea of something sweeter. Despite that, he chooses what he wants, not wanting to sacrifice himself even if sometimes himself is embarrassing around boys he's interested in.

Stan smirks in his direction and Eddie can't help but blush, a strong gaze in his direction never fails to render him useless. "Nice order," Stan teases, going to grab his to-go cup, not putting any creamer or sugar in it, taking sips from it with a seemingly unphased expression, what a power move.

Eddie sips from his sweeter version, feeling almost weak in comparison to Stan, the competition threatening his own masculinity, caught between his crush and his pride.

"So, how do you feel about working with me long term?" Stan asks, taking a seat, looking over at Eddie to command him to sit across from him.

"I- think I'd like that," Eddie nods, trying not to look flustered as he sips at his coffee. "If you'd like we could go back to the rink after this? I have some skills I'm trying to refine-," Eddie starts to ramble, stopping when Stan kindly shushes him.

"That was the only work based question I plan to ask on this outing," Stan says outright, very blunt in how he communicates, that much has been made obvious to Eddie thus far.

"Oh," Eddie says, trying to hold back a sheepish giggle, what kinds of conversations does he want then? He asks himself, wracking his brain for things to say next.

"I checked your Twitter, and your Facebook," Stan admits, still keeping his persona of confidence, "You seem like a good person."

Eddie hears the tone in Stan's voice, reading that that isn't a thing he says often, obviously not one for giving compliments. "Thank you, and you as well Mr. Ur- Stanley," he corrects himself quickly, not wanting to offend him even just out of a habit.

Stan scoffs a bit, "Oh I'm far from a good person, or at least used to be," he claims, a hardass on everyone, but over anyone else, himself.

"No, sir- uh, Stanley, I think you're a good person," Eddie assures, reaching out for Stan's hand out of reflex and how he's used to comforting his friends.

Stan flinches at the contact before taking Eddie's hand back, "You'll learn soon enough," Stan tells him softly.

"Or I'll teach you soon enough," Eddie says with a cocked eyebrow, taking a drink from his cup, wincing when it nearly burns his tongue, earning a dry chuckle from Stan.

Skip forward a few days, Eddie and Stan are on a run for conditioning, laughing through their panting, and Eddie can't help but look at how Stan's arms look even more toned in the natural light, he tries to look away but he is unable to make himself, to his thankfulness, Stan doesn't notice.

"So, Eddie, you're pretty cool," Stan says softly, searching his brain for literally any other compliment or adjective but Eddie takes up too much of his thoughts to have any other.

Eddie smiles softly, looking down at his feet as his running shoes wack against the pavement. "You are too, Stanley," he says on his breaths out, hoping he can play off the blushing by the heat and fatigue.

On another occasion, Eddie is finally at his first competition after months of training with Stan, doing a classical routine to the song Take My Breath Away.

Stan watches in prideful astonishment, tuning out the anxiety inducing roar of the crowd while his vision tunnels in on Eddie, and he knows for a fact now that this crush is getting out of hand. He's been... Subtle? At least tried to be.

He's still unsure of Eddie liking him too, or if they could be considered in a relationship, they've known each other for nearly a year now, and have grown close. They've held hands, and even shared a bed. Eddie is the only person Stan can touch now without feeling gross.

Eddie slides off the ice, Stan rushing from his spot to meet him in the Kiss and Cry. He finds Eddie, his pride showing through nearly every bit of him as he takes Eddie by the shoulders and looking him in the eye before pulling him in for a tight hug.

Eddie hugs back, and for once in his life, he feels proud of himself. Something he'd never expected. He squeezes Stan once before pulling back, "Did I do good?" He asks breathlessly.

"You did amazing- took my breath away," Stan grins at his pun about the song he'd choreographed Eddie to.

Eddie returns the playful smirk, "I'm glad," he smiles, his deep brown eyes sparkling as they look into Stan's.

Now or never, Stan decides, "I think I love you, Eddie," he blurts out, immediately looking surprised even with himself. He looks to the floor, scuffing his heel on it in shame.

Eddie takes several moments to process this, but once he does he nudges Stan's gaze back to meet his, "I love you too," he says softly, taking one of Stan's hands in his.

Months later, the final competition is just around the corner and Stan makes a choice, spending hours in a store looking at rings, taking forever to find one that seems perfect enough.

The competition comes, Eddie doing better than Stan ever could have imagined, tears coming to his eyes at just how beautiful and graceful his boyfriend is.

They meet in the Kiss and Cry, Stan hugging him and complimenting him as usual, trying to soothe his own nerves about both Eddie's placement, and his plan.

Stan watches the screen anxiously from the Kiss and Cry, watching Eddie moreso than anything else, nearly bursting into happily relieved tears when Eddie gets placed first, just as I expected him to.

Eddie comes back with his gold medal, tears streaming down his face and his first instinct is to pull Stan into a deep kiss, gripping his hands around Stan's windbreaker to anchor him, coming back up to find Stan crying too.

Stan stands proudly beside his boyfriend as Eddie answers the questions from the paparazzi with ease, having improved so much in his time working and being with Stan.

Next comes the best part, the after party. Eddie loves these, purely for the calmness of them. A party he can tolerate, wine and slow music and talking to people who respect him. He's gained respect.

He hears a familiar opening tune fill his ears, swaying almost by reflex, looking around quickly for Stan, the first song Stan made a routine for me with, he remembers immediately, he could never forget. He sees Stan walking away from the dj with a smirk on his lips, I should have known.

Stan comes up to him, his hands going to Eddie's waist, holding him gently as Eddie reaches his hands up to Stan's shoulders, swaying with him and feeling like they're the only two people in the room, the only two people in the world even.

The song comes to an end much too soon, Eddie leaning up into a kiss to Stan's lips and Stan pulls away much too soon. It fills Eddie with worry until Stan is dropping to his knee in a room so silent you could hear a pin drop.

Stan pulls a small navy box out of his pocket, smiling sheepishly as he opens it to reveal a dainty golden ring, representative of Eddie's win, Stan had known he'd win.

Tears form in Eddie's eyes, and he's so focused on this being the happiest moment of his life this far to hear the applause and cheers in the background as he nods quickly at Stan, pulling him into a hug, kissing his cheek over and over. "Of course," he whispers in Stan's ear.

Then, like nobody expects, Eddie drops to his own knee, pulling out a small box of his own, "Guess we had the same idea," he says softly, tears streaming freely down his cheeks

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taexual · 6 years

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GOT7 / Being cuddle buddies but wanting more

Request: Hi!!! I love ur writing, can you do a got7 reaction where u guys become cuddle buddies/ napping buddies but u both want to date? Especially if you could add scenes where they cuddle and maybe the members tease them lol. Thank youuu 🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸🌸

thank you for this request, i hope you enjoy!! 💕

BTS version of this request is HERE

Mark

When Mark wasn’t working, he was cuddling. He tried clinging to the other members but they were busy and had other stuff to do, so he didn’t want to bother them too much. You, on the other hand, seemed to love cuddling as much as he did. Which is why, whenever Mark was free, he was at your house, on your couch or in your bed, cuddling while watching movies, while listening to music, or just talking.

The members all knew where Mark was when he wasn’t home, so they didn’t even bother to call him when they needed him. They just called you, knowing that Mark was right there next to you.

One night, after Mark returned from your house at 2am (honestly, he would have stayed for longer but you had an exam tomorrow and he had rehearsals, so he had to leave), he ran into Jaebum in the hallway.

“Dude,” Jaebum said, looking at the watch on his wrist. “Did you just get home?”

“Yeah,” Mark shrugged his shoulders.

“Are you, like, moving to Y/n’s house permanently or something?” Jaebum continued, but he had started to smile already. “Because I’m pretty sure you spend more time at her house than at your own.”

Mark turned away from him because he felt the warmth spread to his cheeks. “Shut u—”

Jaebum had noticed it, though. “Did you just blush?”

“No,” Mark said, instinctively reaching to touch his cheeks and feeling how hot they were. “It’s just hot here.”

“Uh-huh,” Jaebum replied. “Seriously, man. Is there something you’re not telling us?”

Mark sighed and turned back around to look at him. “There’s not.”

“You sounded awfully sad when you said that.”

“Yeah,” Mark sighed again. “It’s just that… I don’t know. I really like being with her. I like cuddling with her. I like talking to her. I like listening to her. I… I like her.”

The more Mark talked, the wider Jaebum smiled. Finally, he patted Mark on the shoulder, grinning like a Cheshire cat. He proceeded to tell Mark how great it was that Mark fell in love and how he had to talk to you about this as soon as possible.

Mark was convinced Jaebum was right and he braced himself to tell you how he felt next time you two cuddled. Which was the next day.

Mark had a key from your apartment and usually, he always let himself in and just cuddled you, no matter what you were doing, but this time, he knocked on the door.

Confused, you went to open it and saw Mark’s flustered face and flowers in his hands.

“Oh no,” you said. “Did I forget my birthday again?”

Mark laughed awkwardly. “N-no. I don’t think you did. I just… wanted to ask you something.”

You were very confused about it but you opened the door wider, wanting to let him in so you could talk inside, but Mark shook his head.

“It’s an important question. I don’t think I’ll be coming over anymore if you say no,” he said.

Anxiety spread into your bloodstream. “What is it?”

“Will you go on a date with me?”

You sighed in relief, having previously thought that he’d ask you to help him hide a body or something similar.

“Jesus Christ, Mark,” you said, clutching your hand to your chest. “You’re so overly dramatic.”

“Please answer the question,” he asked desperately.

“Can we cuddle and just call it a date?”

“That depends,” Mark answered.

“On what?”

“Do I get to kiss you at the end of the night?”

“That depends,” you answered with a small, teasing smile.

“On what?” Mark played along.

“How good you cuddle.”

A smile spread across Mark’s face. “You know I’m a pro at cuddling.”

You opened the door wider so he’d finally come inside. “Well, then let’s get this date started.”

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Every single person on this planet who knew Jaebum could have confirmed that he was never a cuddly person. PDA, and clinginess in general, was never something he enjoyed too much.

That is, until you came along. You were probably the only person on the planet who had the ability to turn Jaebum into the fluffiest mess of cuddles ever.

One time, right before Jaebum had to do a concert, the two of you were hanging out backstage. Covered by a rack of various different stage outfits, you sat on the black leather couch at the back of the room, with Jaebum resting his head on your shoulder, his breath tickling your neck. Both of you shared earphones and were listening to the playlist you made of your favorite songs.

Jaebum had one hand draped over your waist and was taking a pseudo-nap while you changed the songs. Suddenly, someone moved the clothes on the rack. A little startled, you raised your head and were met face-to-face with a smug looking BamBam and Jackson.

“Is he sleeping on you?!” Jackson exclaimed. “Yugyeom, come see! Jaebum’s asleep on—”

“Shh!” you whisper-yelled. “He was awake the whole night, let him rest.”

“He was awake the whole night?” BamBam raised his eyebrows, suddenly very intrigued. “Doing what?”

“Finishing a book, you pervert,” you shot back while BamBam laughed. “It was too interesting to put down. He went to sleep at 6 AM.”

“Hey,” Jackson said, then. “How come you know so much about what he does at night?”

“Because we skype a lot at night,” you answered like it was not a big deal.

“So, you skyped him while he read?” Jackson asked, even more confused now. “What is the point? Did you just stare at him while he read?”

“He read it out loud,” you rolled your eyes. “I listened. But I fell asleep before he finished.”

Jackson and BamBam both exchanged a glance. Then, they turned back to you to say something else but Jaebum slowly raised his head from your shoulder and looked at the scene in front of him with sleepy eyes.

“What happened?” Jaebum asked in a husky voice that was still laced with sleep. You tried to ignore the warm feeling in your stomach that his voice caused.

“We’re not sure,” BamBam said. “I didn’t think you were a person who fell asleep while cuddling someone, hyung.”

Even you expected Jaebum to jump away from you after he’d realize that you’ve been cuddling, but instead of that, he placed his head right back on your shoulder, a soft smile tugging at his lips.

“I don’t fall asleep cuddling someone,” Jaebum said, while his hand hugged your waist tighter. “I fall asleep cuddling her.”

“This ‘her’ being… your girlfriend?” Jackson asked.

Your heart rate sped up. You chose not to say anything and instead let Jaebum handle the situation. But Jaebum was in no hurry to reply.

“Why do you have to need labels for everything?” he mumbled tiredly and cuddled into your shoulder, forcing shivers to run down your spine.

Jackson and BamBam had nothing left to say or to ask. The grins on their faces told you that every question they had was already answered, so both of them left you and Jaebum alone.

And yet you were confused. Jaebum had nor denied, nor confirmed you being his girlfriend. And although officially, you were just a friend that slept with him (platonically!), you would have been lying if you said that it didn’t feel as if there was anything else between you.

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Jackson

He used to take naps every time he was tired but lately, he wasn’t able to fall asleep. He just lied in his bed with his eyes closed, singing a song in his head but never actually managing to fall asleep.

When he got sick of not being able to sleep during the day, he called you. You weren’t sure how you would help him, but Jackson seemed to have planned everything.

He turned a movie on, and wrapped himself around you, forcing you to laugh.

“Did you just invite me here to cuddle?” you asked, trying not to suffocate from the tightness of his grip and his body warmth.

“Yes,” Jackson answered. “We’re not just friends anymore. We’re cuddle buddies now.”

You laughed again but chose not to fight it. You were actually enjoying being so close to him and were about to start up a conversation about something when you heard him start snoring softly. Quietly, you tried to call his name but he didn’t react. Instantly, you realized that he had fallen asleep.

Tying not to move much so he wouldn’t wake up, you continued to watch the movie that he had turned on until you got tired as well.

You didn’t even realize that you had fallen asleep until you woke up. And you wouldn’t have woken up if Jackson hadn’t rolled off of you, forcing the cold air of the room to hit your body and cause you to shiver.

“Did I wake you up?” he asked when you opened your eyes.

“Kind of,” you answered with a yawn. “But it’s okay. I wasn’t planning on falling asleep.”

“I was,” Jackson said. “And I did. Thanks to you.”

You smiled. “Was this your subtle way of calling me so boring that you fell asleep?”

Jackson laughed.

“Not at all,” he said. “That was exactly the reason why I invited you here. To sleep with me.”

He must have seen you widen your eyes because he stopped breathing for a good minute.

“That… didn’t come out right,” Jackson said, visibly uncomfortable suddenly. “I’m sorry. I meant, sleep as in… sleep. Just sleep. Because we’re friends. Friends with no benefits.”

His rambling made you laugh and at the sight of you laughing, Jackson relaxed immediately.

“Don’t know why I just got so weird,” he said to you then. “What I was going to say before all of that, though, was that I enjoyed this. We’re definitely taking naps together again. Actually, are you free tomorrow at, say, three-ish?”

You nodded.

“Good,” Jackson nodded back. “It’s a date then. Well, not a date but… it’s, you know, we’re doing that, then.”

You swore you have never seen him so flustered, so in order to save some of his dignity, you tried to hold back your laughter. “You can call it a date.”

“I can?” Jackson’s face lit up.

“Sure,” you shrugged your shoulders. “It’s a date where two friends meet up to sleep. A platonic date.”

“Right,” he said, the light disappearing from his face, as you saw him swallow deeply. “A platonic date.”

Jinyoung

You were the one who got him into cuddling. Before you, he preferred to sleep alone and was certain that if anyone touched him when he was in bed, he wouldn’t fall asleep. But then he found himself falling asleep while spooning you several times, and he realized that you had a calming effect on him. He didn’t sleep that well when he was alone.

“You know what?” he told you one time when the two of you were cuddling on his couch, a soft, warm blanket thrown over you both. “I want to be like this forever.”

You smiled softly. “Me too. It’s really warm and nice here.”

“No, no,” Jinyoung shook his head. “I mean, it is. But that’s not what makes this so perfect. I just… I feel so relaxed when I’m with you? You’re like one of those drugs that calm you down, what are those called again?”

“Sedatives?” you turned your head to look at him. “Are you calling me your sedative?”

Jinyoung stopped smiling. “Is it bad if I am?”

“I guess not,” you shrugged your shoulders. “Because you’re mine, too.”

You were leaning into him, his chest right next to yours, and you could feel his heart start to beat faster after you said that.

“I’m yours?” he said, quietly.

“What?” you asked and then replayed the conversation you just had in your mind. “Oh, I meant my sedative.”

His heart was still beating really fast, but his face fell a little. “Oh.”

“Do you…” you started slowly but then trailed off, too scared to finish the sentence. You were sure your heart was beating just as fast as his now. “Do you want to be mine?”

Jinyoung watched you for a moment, lots of different thoughts running through his head.

Then, he whispered the next words so quietly that you weren’t sure if you heard him correctly. “Only if you want to be mine.”

“Let me think if it’s beneficial,” you said, making him frown in confusion. “If I were yours, I’d get to cuddle you for the rest of my life, which is probably everything that I want in life, so, in conclusion, yeah. I do want that.”

“Oh, good,” Jinyoung exhaled. “Because I can’t really provide you with much of anything else. You know, I’m not good at cleaning, and oh God, I can’t choose gifts for people, so Christmas would suck.”

You laughed. “That’s okay. All I need from you is to just be next to me like this.”

He managed to bring your body even closer after you said this and then smiled in content when every part of his body was touching yours.

“Good,” Jinyoung said. “Because that’s what I’ll be doing for the rest of my life.”

Youngjae

Whenever you were over at the dorm to hang out with the guys, you always ended up cuddling with Youngjae. It was as if some magnet pulled you guys to each other, and it was impossible to resist it.

This night was no exception. The guys had all crashed in the living room, watching a movie that Jinyoung had chosen. Some of the guys were asleep just there on the floor, others were really into the movie. You and Youngjae, however, were on the couch, in the furthest part of the room, all cuddled up and nearly asleep.

“Guys,” Mark suddenly called out to you. “It’s almost thirty degrees outside and the air conditioner is not working. Surely, you’re extremely hot lying that close to each other?”

“Cuddling is not about keeping warm,” Youngjae answered because you had basically dozed off already. “It’s a form of art.”

Mark snickered. “A form of art, Youngjae? Is that the type of art you’re into now?”

Youngjae felt you stir next to him and glared at Mark.

“Shut up,” he said. “Go back to watching the movie.”

Mark raised his hands up in surrender. “Alright, sorry. Didn’t expect you to get so possessive about this.”

“H-how am I possessive?” Youngjae asked, feeling even more hotness spread to his cheeks, despite it already being fairly hot in the room.

“Are you kidding?” Mark replied. “You get all grumpy whenever someone disturbs you and Y/n. And it’s impossible not to disturb you because you guys are literally always cuddling.”

“Not always,” Youngjae said not too certainly, so he rolled his eyes to add more effect to his words.

“Maybe you don’t even realize,” Mark countered. “Your affection makes everyone sick.”

“Affection? There’s no affection. We’re just cuddling. It’s nice.”

“Yeah, it’s nice,” Mark nodded. “And affectionate. You guys are in love.”

Youngjae must have jumped up a little bit after hearing this because suddenly, you raised your head in confusion. Mark, noticing that he basically woke you up, removed himself from the room to escape Youngjae’s fury.

“You okay?” you asked Youngjae softly. “What happened?”

“Yeah, I’m okay,” he said, glaring in the direction that Mark ran off to. “Sorry I woke you up. Go back to sleep, yeah?”

You only nodded, and rested your head back on his chest, while he started to play with your hair, a thoughtful expression on his face. Mark’s words really hit close to home. For a long time now, he’s been thinking that maybe the reason why he felt the need to always be touching you when you were together, wasn’t because he simply liked cuddling. Maybe it was because he had feelings for you.

And suddenly, he realized he wanted to do something else with you. He loved cuddling and napping together, but he wanted to do more. Actually, he wanted to do everything with you. And that confirmed Mark’s statement.

Youngjae breathed in sharply when he realized that he truly was in love with you and he didn’t know what he was supposed to do about it.

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BamBam

Around other people, the two of you were the best of friends. You both were a little touchy-feely with each other but nothing extreme, as long as you weren’t alone. People wouldn’t have even suspected that as long as the two of you were left alone, you found the quietest and softest part of the room that you were in, and lied down there to cuddle and possibly sleep.

“I’m going to tell you a secret,” BamBam said when the two of you were cuddling on the bench in a secluded area of the airport. The closest person to you was all the way across the room and you couldn’t even tell if it was really a person or just a random mannequin.

“Okay,” you answered, wrapping the jacket around yourself tighter. It was freezing in the airport.

“Wait, are you cold?” BamBam asked, completely distracted all of a sudden.

You shrugged your shoulders. “A little bit. But it’s okay. You were saying—”

Suddenly, BamBam moved away from you and leaned down towards his backpack that he had placed on the floor next to the bench. He unzipped it and you watched with wide eyes as he pulled a blanket out of it.

“Do you always bring blankets to airports?” you asked while he carefully wrapped the blanket around the two of you.

“No,” he said, leaning back into his seat and bringing your body closer to his to warm you up. “But I knew you’d be with me and you tend to get cold in well-conditioned areas.”

You smiled softly, already feeling a lot warmer. “Thank you.”

BamBam nodded. “Anyway, so what I wanted to say, was that cuddling with you is my favorite thing to do. Like, when people ask me, “what’s your hobby?” or “what do you do in your free time?”, I want to tell them about you and about how you’re the only person in the world who knows how to give the perfect hugs. Seriously, you’d win the hugging Olympics, no competition.”

You laughed at this. “I’m glad you think so.”

“No,” BamBam said matter-of-factly. He even sat up to look you in the eyes. “I know so.”

You were looking at each other, and it felt as if a firework went off. A firework that symbolized the end of something, and the beginning of something new – kind of like on New Year's Eve.

Wordlessly, both of you realized that you’ve been fooling yourselves. You weren’t just friends. You weren’t just people who felt very passionate about cuddling. You were falling in love.

Yugyeom

Yugyeom had returned from his tour and the first thing he did was call you and ask if he could come over and just nap with you. You weren’t going to say no. You had missed him a whole lot and were actually excited to see him and cuddle with him like you’ve done so many times in the past.

When Yugyeom finally came over, the two of you hugged for what felt like hours. It just felt so nice to finally be able to touch and feel each other again.

“Hey!” Yugyeom exclaimed suddenly as he pulled away. “Let’s build a blanket fort.”

You raised your eyebrows. “But aren’t you tired? You just got off the plane.”

“Yeah, so what?” Yugyeom shrugged. “Let’s do this.”

His enthusiasm brushed off on you, and you shrugged your shoulders, smiling. “Sure, let’s do it.”

You spent the next hour and a half assembling pillows, blankets, and various mattresses to build the perfect blanket fort. It would have taken less time, except you both were horrible architects, and the almost-fort collapsed several times before it finally managed to stay up long enough for the two of you to lie down in it.

As soon as your heads hit the pillows, Yugyeom wrapped his arm around you, snuggling up to your side, with his eyes already closed.

“You are tired,” you said, softly caressing his hair.

He hummed in response. “I wanted to do this with you, though.”

“Is it more fun to sleep in a blanket fort or in a bed?” you asked quietly, feeling as if you’d break the intimate atmosphere of the blanket fort if you talked louder.

“It’s fun to sleep everywhere if it’s with you,” Yugyeom answered in a sleepy voice.

Your heart started to race at his words and you prayed that he couldn’t feel it, but he probably did since he was so close to you. Yugyeom opened his eyes then, and watched you for a moment, before opening his mouth to say something.

And then the blanket fort collapsed again.

Pillows and blankets all landed on you both, forcing the two of you to squeal in terror and cling to each other as if that would protect you from the horror of being hit in the face with pillows – which, surprisingly, hurt.

Once the fort had finished falling apart, both of you doubled over in laughter.

“Wow, we suck at building forts,” you said somewhere from under the pile of pillows and blankets. “We really need more practice at this.”

Yugyeom laughed loudly.

“I love this,” he said, and before he could realize, added, “I love you.”

If your heart was racing before, now it felt as if it would break your ribcage because of its rapid beating.

Surprised by his own words, and almost scared of the sudden silence, Yugyeom shifted under the pillows and released you from his grip in the process.

“Yugyeom,” you said, realizing that he was going to leave without saying anything. He tended to do that when he dealt with embarrassment.

“I’m sorry,” he said, standing up from the fort. “I shouldn’t have said that.”

You broke away from the pillows as well and managed to grab his hand while he tried to make his way past the ruins of the blanket fort.

“Yugyeom,” you said again and waited for a few seconds until he turned around. “I love you, too.”

And just like the blanket fort a few seconds ago, Yugyeom collapsed to his knees after hearing your words, and grabbed your face with his hands.

“I meant what I said,” he told you. “Please tell me you mean it, too.”

You nodded as much as you could. “I mean it.”

And then he kissed you and the entire world around you disappeared. The only thing that went through your mind after you felt his lips touch yours, was how happy you were that the blanket fort collapsed because this may have not happened if it hadn’t.

When he pulled away from you, both of you were breathless but Yugyeom had the widest smile on his face ever. “Let’s build blanket forts more often.”

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Me rambling about Season 10

I literally think I like Season 10 as much as I like stepping on an upside down plug barefoot. Okay, so maybe not that bad, probably just as much as I like stepping on a few Lego’s barefoot on the odd occasion. But yeah, Season 10 was pretty much like one of my least favourite seasons. I liked the first 8 episodes, and then after the mid season ‘cliffhangers’ it all just went downhill even more lol. (Season 10 spoilers undercut for people who aren’t up to date)

Don’t get me wrong, I did like some things about it, I loved that Tim and Casey got back together – I love them as a couple. I loved Caleb and Amy’s friendship throughout (even though he was in like 4 episodes) – I thought that was quite sweet. Of course.

I loved Mitch, my babe, just being there in episodes 1-17 ((which ever episodes he was in) I am basically making myself think that episode 18 did not happen because I literally think that was the worst episode known to man).

I loved Lou and Mitch’s relationship as always. I was really happy Lou and Peter got a divorce (not because I wanted her with Mitch) but because this happens in every day life – so having them get back together after two years would have been terrible. I really enjoyed how Julia got more lines and was involved in storylines more, she was adorable and managed to lighten up the episodes she was in (although where the hell was Katie in 1017/18 we’ll never know lol).

I loved Jack getting his Hall of Fame award, and them bringing back Will Vernon. I also adored how we got to see an actual relative of Lisa’s AND SHE WENT OUT THE HOUSE NUMEROUS TIMES IN SEASON 10!!!!!! WHATTT!? Let’s face it, Jisa are the saving grace of Heartland, k?

I just wished Lisa had been in more, Like seriously where was she all season? They barely even mentioned her when she wasn’t there – if at all! LIKE WHY ON EARTH WAS SHE NOT THERE FOR JACK’S POSSIBLE DAUGHTER? Like seriously? I actually think that was a really poor episode too, it just didn’t feel ‘right’ – kind of boring to be honest. I think if more people had been involved, it would have been so much better. (Side note: I AM SO GLAD JESSICA STEEN IS ON SET MORE NOW LIKE SHE HAS BEEN MENTIONED IN ALL THREE BLOCKS FOR SEASON 11 WTAF!? – once again, Jisa are the saving grace of Heartland.)

As much as I liked Mallory and Jake coming back, I felt like her getting married was beyond a joke. Like that whole “marriage” thing is just like… Why does this show have to make out that you need to be married, or in a relationship in order to be happy? Seriously? Even Georgie is between boys and I wouldn’t be surprised if she has more on the go in season 11. Like as much as I ship some of these characters I don’t see why there is a need for people to be “together” to be happy all the time. Also wasn’t keen on Caleb and Cass’ marriage – like we haven’t really seen them as a couple so it’s hard to accept lol.

Two storylines that bothered me more than I’d care to admit were Mitch’s PTSD and Adam’s Diabetes. The show could have made so much more out of these conditions and really gone into some depths and detail about it. But no. It was mentioned, and then not really done anything about. Yes I am aware we have known about Adam’s Diabetes since 918 but when the “issue” came up in S10, it wasn’t delt with at all right and wasn’t even spoken about properly. Like legit I don’t think I have ever been so annoyed with storylines looking into disabilities and mental health as much as I have been with this show (even looking into S8 when Lou was ‘worried’ about Katie’s development). Imho I honestly think this show could do a lot more to be supportive of disabilities and mental health issues. Like Mitch, held a gun for the first time since Afghan – froze – talked to Jack for a bit and bang. All near enough forgotten… like really?

Also I love how the Mid Season Finale there was a car accident and no one was hurt or really affected. Georgie’s parents died in a car crash. Amy nearly died in the same car crash that killed her mum AND SPARTAN WAS IN A HORSE BOX BEHIND THEM AND HE GOT OUT THE TRAILER AND JUST TROTTED OFF WITH TIM ON HIS BACK LIKE NO BIG DEAL. Like yeah Georgie was a bit wobbly the next episode about the crash – but it was fixed with her and Amy having a 2-minute chat saying “yeah, I think about it too” – wow she really is the miracle girl cos she cured Georgie there and then! Like seriously, you would have thought there would be some trauma after it happened…

Amy’s pregnancy. Wow. It was literally just stupid (not even timeline wise). Like the fact she got pregnant in S9 was just annoying as well because of the whole “Yeah lets enjoy being married first” talk in 914. Those two must’ve really enjoyed being married that much they forgot to use protection, cos hello, 4 episodes later “Lol ur gonna be a dad” and Ty’s like “ooo yay” – REALLY?! But yeah, she had a scare in 1005 (I think, not rewatched) and didn’t tell her fam, or TY – WHAT REALLY? THEN IN 1009/1010 which was just terrible – she was like in lots of pain AND DIDN’T PUT HER BABY FIRST AND DIDN’T GO TO THE HOSPITAL – that is the most stupidest decision I have ever seen “amy” do – and kissing/lying about the prince is in the running here! THEN SHE LAUGHED IT OFF TO HER HUSBAND LIKE NOTHING REALLY HAPPENED!

I really enjoyed Ty going over to Mongolia for a bit, because I really enjoyed the new storyline. But it dragged on for 12 episodes. I’d have been okay with like 8 max. Even if he had to come home early because he missed Amy, or because he was worried – yep that’s fine. But 12 episodes just dragged. THEN they decide to get him ill? And he has a tick? SERIOUSLY? Like as much as I loved that episode I thought it was a little rushed – Ty and his ‘regrets’ and him ‘talking to brad that he’s gonna be a good father’ – sweet – but rushed. We also didn’t see anything about the poachers… like honestly why do that? Why even bring up the poachers if nothings going to be done/resolved?

Ty was home for what, a day? Then Amy went into labour… *sighs* which meant we didn’t get to see Caleb and Cass’ wedding – which was another terrible story in itself and seemed to only be there as a catalyst to get Amy into Labour… Typicallllllll… AND THEN SHE HAD A HOME BIRTH – turned out she had talked it through thoroughly with the docs– I’d have probably been more okay with it if we actually got to see some of these conversations!? AND THEN AND ONLY THEN DID THEY HAVE A GIRL. I really wanted them to have a boy, it would have opened up so many more new storylines – why couldn’t there be a miracle boy? Like Why did it have to be a girl and her horse? Why not a boy and his horse? Ugh I cant even talk more about this storyline it annoys me too much.

Basically, Season 10 started off good but turned out awful. Officially on #TeamNoExpectations and I am not expecting grate stuff (apart from Jisa our saving grace) in Season 11. I went into Season 10 with a lot of hope about some stories but after that season, I’m not even getting my hopes up. I really hope Season 11 is better than Season 10, one storyline I’m really not looking forward to is anything baby. I am so glad we are skipping six months! Still no homes are up.

Don’t get me wrong, I still really love the show – but I love everything apart from Season 10… and I really love the actors – I will continue watching the show for them because of the hard work they put in – they obviously can’t help the storylines etc so as much as I don’t like certain characters/storylines I will always appreciate everything the cast and film crew do. I really had to write all this down and now I have I have realised how much I did not like Season 10 haha - I thought I enjoyed it more than I have done!

#heartland #season 10 #if you didn't read #basically i didn't like it but i wrote a lot #and i did like some of it #not much though #and Jisa are heartlands saving grace #sarcasm is used a lot in this post btw

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