#you can't tell me he doesn't wear eyeliner

[traumamade]

glad we all seem to approve of leon wearing eyeliner and nail polish

#honestly it's pretty obvious he's wearing eyeliner if you look at him long enough #you can't tell me that man DOESN'T wear eyeliner

[taurder]

Taur hear me out. Ok hobie/spider punk said he doesn't believe in consistency, how about dom male reader who keep changing the thrust from violently fast to painfully slow? And hobie doesnt belive in labels. So dom male reader feminised him. - 🐗 anon-

top!dom!reader x sub!hobie brown.

contains: feminization, edging, hobie wearing eyeliner, begging, anal, dirty talk.

note: i fucking love edging and overtism stuff, i adore your ideas sm don't ever stop sending them.

"no, no, not again! please!" hobie whined loudly, eyes opening again as your hips suddenly stopped smacking against his ass. he was up in the bed with his legs spread open, one of them hooked in your shoulder and the other hanging at the edge of the mattress, his body slightly turned to a side and his arms secured behind his back. "keep going, luv..." you cut his pleading by sliding painfully slow out of his abused and generously lubed hole, taking another whine out of his mouth.

this had been going on for a while, and just by seeing the state in which he was one could tell. his chest was going up and down rapidly, and his face showed how much he was struggling. a few tears have been going down his temples and adding that to the way he had been grinding his face into the sheets from time to time it had messed up his eyeliner. there were stains of the black make-up in the bed as well, but in your eyes his face looked delightful like this.

"i just want to take my time with my girl" you started thrusting back in, slow, allowing him to feel every inch of your cock that entered his body. he moaned, throwing his head up and arching his lower back. "that's it, let me fill your pussy" his dick spurted more pre cum somehow even if it was already shiny with plenty, throbbing painfully hard for the lack of attention. he had been close for a while now.

you pushed until your ballsack was right against his ass, and you could hear his whimpers along with his pleading words asking for more. you repeated the process three more times, getting completely out, barely letting your tip touch his greedy hole before thrusting home once again, taking your time and enjoying watching him shiver and beg. "i can't– i don't– fuckfuckfuck!" he cried out as soon as you changed your pace without warning, fucking him fast while holding his hips, watching his eyes go up and his dick bounce with the force of your thrusts.

the sounds the fast fucking made were your favorite, plus the constant moaning of your name. you were insulted and thanked in the same half choked sentence more than once. "cumming, i'm gonna cum so hard agghhh–mmghh" you stopped again, right inside of him as he once again pressed half his face into the sheets, cursing out as his dick just let out another amout of pre. "you're taking the piss on me" he looked at you with wet eyes, eyeliner beyond ruined and mouth fresh with some saliva on it.

you leaned down, forcing his leg to go up, showing you how flexible he was as you pressed a kiss in his mouth, simple but loving, and even if he was a little pissed he returned it, earning movement from you again. in this new position you started fucking him, deep, right into his prostate and feeling between both your stomachs his wet dick. "i thought you would like this" you murmured, feeling how he exhaled. "you don't like consistency, do you? so i'm doing exactly the opposite of that, baby girl"

he moaned into your mouth for the nickname, moving to meet your thrusts that were starting to go a bit faster. "i'm sorry i ruined your make-up in the process, but you still look handsome like this" you reached between your bodies wih your hand, pressing his length against his own belly, making sure he could also feel the bulge your cock made in him. "you feel me? i love being this deep into you" hobie mumbled your name, pleading to be able to cum.

"i know, i know. you can wait a little more, right? i want to mess you up more" you stopped to let him think, watching his eyes blink to gain a little more consciousness, breathing a few seconds and moaning when he could feel your dick twitching inside of him. he nodded and whispered a confirmation and it was all you needed to resume your vicious thrusting.

he was so good to you, loud and compliant even if he cursed your name every time you changed your pacing, his heart fluttering every time you praised his looks, calling him gorgeous, pretty; describing how greedy his ass was, how full of your seed his cunt was going to be. he loved every time your mouth would spit any kind of filth, and when he finally came his vision went white, body going slack in exhaustion as he yelled your name one final time.

you cleaned him properly after several minutes of letting him relax and come to his senses and he didn't help you out in the slightest. "i'm absolutely knackered, you did this so you clean it up" he had mumbled out, eyes closed and a satisfied grin in his face when you teased him about it. you didn't argue, but you did laugh softly when mid cleaning you hear him snore.

#taur's answered #top male reader #gn reader #sub character #atsv x you #hobie brown x reader #sub hobie brown #hobie brown x male reader #spider punk x reader #sub spider punk #spider punk x male reader #top reader x character #male reader #atsv x reader #sub atsv #🐗 anon

[izombie-ao3]

❝ You recount the days where DogDay displayed dog-like behavior. ❞ (x)

Art in title card created and owned by @dogddays

Word count: 8,260

Tags: fluff, domestic fluff, All characters are written as ADULTS, Dog-like behaviors, ghosts and spectral beings, romantic fluff, platonic fluff, chapters can be read as being either romantic or platonic, angst, minor angst

Chapters: 26/26

Status: Completed

Chapter 1: Head Tilts

Sitting comfortably at the living room coffee table, you helped Poppy with her makeup. You were particularly proud of yourself as you had finally found porcelain safe paint, and with it you decided that she could use a new touch up.

She sat comfortably before you, her eyes were shut as you painted some eyeliner on her. You were thankful that the paint you had bought was quick to dry, as you both knew that neither of you wanted to sit here for hours to watch it dry.

“How's that look, Poppy?” You asked, extending a hand mirror to her.

You watched as she examined your work, she had a slight cat eye liner on either eyelid, which, whenever her eyes opened helped to accentuate those baby blues of hers.

“It looks beautiful~!” She gasped, a sound of pure delight leaving her lips.

You smiled, happy to hear that she was satisfied with your work.

“Alright, how about…-” you paused, examine the remaining paint vials. “-we do your nails?” You offered.

“Ooh! I've never had my nails painted before, sure!”

You nod, “What color do you want them to be? We have-...”

Poppy listened as your voice trailed off, listing the remaining colors that were left: black, blue, red, orange, pink, maroon and purple.

You watched as she frowned before turning to you, “Do I have to choose just one?”

You cocked a brow back, “Who said it had to be just ONE?”

Poppy giggled, “I'd like Red, Black and blue. Please!”

“Coming right up!”

As you worked on Poppy’s small nails, you two heard the sounds of heavy footsteps approaching.

You couldn't spare a glance up as you worked so you spoke up; “Kissy?”

“No, it's just me, Angel.” Replied DogDay

You nodded, “Ah! Welcome back, how was laying outside in the sun like?”

“Warm~” He cooed, a lazy grin decorated his lips.

You nodded, “I'm glad…” and felt your voice trail off slightly as you focused on painting Poppy's nails just how she liked it.

DogDay approached the two of you, his head was tilted to the side curiously, “What're you two doing?”

“Painting my nails~” gleamed Poppy.

DogDay quietly watched on, his eyes watching as your skillful fingers decorated her impossibly small nails.

“That… looks like fun.”

“It is!” Exclaimed Poppy, “You should try it!”

“Unfortunately he can't, Poppy”

“Why not?”

You pause your work and motion to his hands, “He doesn't have nails”

DogDay looks down at his hands and takes notice of that fact, his brain brings back faint memory of his companions- The Smiling Critters- and how, out of all of them, there were only two with claws and that was Bobby Bearhug and CatNap.

“That's fine-” Poppy's voice pries DogDay from his thoughts, forcing him to look back at the two of you.

“-we can just get him a shiny new collar! Something with his name and a new brighter sun on it.” She suggests.

DogDay watches as Poppy analyzes her now dry nails, she seems quite satisfied.

You turn to DogDay, with an eyebrow raised in question.

“That depends on you, pup.” You tell him, “I won't buy you one if you won't wear it.”

You watch as he takes a moment to think it over, his head leaning to the side just as before.

“I think…” he paused briefly, “I think I'd like that.”

“You sure?”

He nods, “It would be a great way to celebrate my new life.” He offers and you nod, smiling softly.

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Chapter 2: Showing teeth

“{Grrrr…}”

He growled, the noise was low and quite intimidating, especially given the size of the creature of which said noise emitted from.

But you knew him better than anyone else, this was nothing more than just a show.

He's all bark and no bite, especially not for you.

“Don't you DARE growl at ME, mister!!” You exclaimed, “You fucking stink!! You need to be cleaned!”

You watched as Kissy Missy approached him with an apprehensive step forward. On one hand she had a comically large sponge and in the other a bucket of soapy water.

DogDay took yet another step back and reared himself up to appear bigger despite being on all fours.

“{Grrrr!!!}”

The growl that came out from his throat was much deeper now, and the two of you watched as he bared his teeth at you both.

Kissy took a step back and growled in return as if to tell him to ‘back off!’.

You couldn't help but facepalm and sigh frustratedly into your hand.

“DogDay- Oskar- PLEASE-!!” You groaned, pinching the bridge of your nose in frustration, “-just let us clean you and get this over with and I promise you'll get treats.”

You watch as he momentarily lets down his guard, his tail twitching slightly as it wags for a moment before returning back to normal.

“Movie night.” You hear him declare.

“What?” You ask, confused, “What did y-?”

“Movie night-” he parrots, “-and I get to choose.”

You sigh, nodding, “Okay…”

“And-” he starts again, but you watch as he hesitates for a moment, pausing for a moment.

“And?” You egg him on.

“Aaand…” he paused briefly, “...treats?”

You nod, “Yes, you'll get whatever treat you want; belly rubs, snacks, cuddles- you name it. BUT FIRST-” you motion to your own sponge and bucket of soapy water, “-you HAVE to get cleaned. You are NOT tracking anymore mud throughout the house!!”

Behind DogDay lays the chaotic wake of giant mud stains on the hardwood cabin floor. Poppy is not far behind, standing atop a nearby stool looking at the large cabin with a disapproving shake of the head.

“This place is a whole mess, now!” She whined

“Yes, and Kissy and I are going to have to clean it up!!”

You watched as Kissy nodded alongside you, the sounds of a disapproving growl leaving her.

You watched as DogDay finally approached you two, hopping into the bathtub with his tail tucked between his legs.

“Make it quick?” He asked

“Oh no, sir, we're taking our sweet ass time getting you cleaned.” You added.

DogDay watched with a frown as Kissy Missy seemingly ‘giggled’, a playful hand placed over her lips in response to your comment.

And with that DogDay couldn't help but let out a frustrated huff as he felt the still warm soapy water splash down onto him, turning him sopping wet as you two worked diligently at getting him cleaned…

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Chapter 3: Biting

You watched from your place on the grass as Kissy Missy held the large heavy rope of twine in her hands steady as the large canid at her feet bit down on it hard.

You could hear him growl as Kissy Missy tried to shake the rope loose from his grasp.

In doing so, she would on occasion, raise the rope over his head and hold it there as DogDay held on, his front paws lifted up in the air as he sat on his hind legs, clinging on.

You heard Poppy snort beside you, “He really is just like a dog, isn't he?” You roll your eyes and glance over to her.

“What?!” She giggled

“Seriously?” You chuckle, motioning to him, “It's in his name, Poppy”

You watched as she burst out in a small fit of laughter and you could help but shake your head, as an amused smile formed on your lips.

Turning back to the scene from before, you now watched as Kissy Missy dragged DogDay around by the end of the rope as the other lazily clung on by the teeth.

It would seem that at some point, DogDay had lost all strength to hold on as he soon let go and was left on the grass panting, his tail wagging at a million miles per hour as he stared at Kissy Missy.

You watched your large pink furred friend clap her hands in glee as she approached the large canid and rubbed his face and belly. Practically praising him for holding on for so long.

“I didn’t know you liked tug of war, sweetheart.” You commented, watching as DogDay turned to face you.

“It’s fun!!” He panted out, clearly tired out from all the energy he had spent.

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Chapter 4:

And learn she did, though it was difficult at first for her to understand the keys, she soon began to get a hang of it and once she’d gotten a firm grasp on how to play the child sized wooden piano, she would grace your ears with songs all too familiar from your childhood.

“🎼♩♪ ♩ ♩ ♩ ♩ ♭ ♩ ♩ ♭ ♩ ♩ ♭…”

It would seem that this time it was “London Bridge is Falling Down” to shine in the spotlight.

You sat comfortably some ways away from Poppy on the couch reading a book with DogDay’s head resting on your lap, currently he was knocked out, resting after a long day.

Kissy Missy sat across from you on the floor, currently solving one of your one hundred puzzle piece puzzles, she had gotten about halfway with it.

The more that Poppy played, the more you felt DogDay stir beneath you, thinking it was a nightmare you pet him, massaging his scalp with the pads of your fingers. Silently hoping that the gesture was enough to calm him.

When out of the blue, a low sound that steadily rose in pitch emitted from DogDay.

“{OoOoOooOooOooOooo!}”

A howl! It was a howl! He was howling!

Surprised by the sudden revelation, you checked to see if he was sleeping but was greeted by a lazy smile.

You chuckled as you kissed the top of his head and listened as he continued on with his howling.

“Are you singing along to Poppy’s playing?”

The thumping of his tail wag made your answer clear.

Poppy on the other hand didn’t seem to mind as you watched her play with more vigor, her graceful porcelain hands glided across the miniature piano with the same expertise as someone who’d been playing for their whole life.

You watched as Kissy Missy momentarily stopped what she was doing to sit back and listen on, her head softly bobbing to the tune.

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Chapter 5: Flicking Ears

So, while Poppy and Kissy Missy had a ‘girls night in’ in their respective shared bedroom with snacks and movies, you spent your evening with DogDay in the living room. The plan has been to watch whatever show or movie the other hadn’t seen when suddenly the power had cut off.

You sat in the dark staring at your cellphone’s screen, unbeknownst to him, you were typing away at one of your forgotten fictional works. Surely you could get something done until the light came back on?

DogDay on the other hand was sat by your feet, eyes glued onto the window outside as he watched the rain pour down heavily. The sounds of distant thunder tearing the sky asunder as flashes of light would occasionally appear.

When suddenly, DogDay’s headshot up, surprised by the act you watched him carefully.

His ears twitched on either side of his head, flicking to and fro, it looked like he was trying to listen for something.

“Whatcha hearing, pup?” You called out

“Shhh…” he silenced, you watched as his expression changed to one of pure concentration.

Intrigued, you put down your cell phone and continued to watch him follow the inaudible sound that only he could hear. Ears twitching as his head tilted, he was trying to locate its source.

When suddenly, it looks like he nearly jumps out of his skin as he turns to face you.

You stare at him with a bewildered look.

“Wh-?”

“Him!” Was all he offered, DogDay climbed on top of you, his eyes laser focused on what was behind you.

You turned to see what it could be and saw nothing more than your fireplace mantle and the two large urns that held your parents' ashen remains, as well as their pictures on either side.

“Dad?” You asked, turning back to DogDay, “Was it dad?”

You watch him nod, “He was saying something… I couldn’t catch just what it was but I saw him when I turned around.”

“Is he there now?” You ask, curious.

DogDay seems to hesitate for a moment, his eyes flicking to something before meeting yours once more.

He nods.

You sigh and turn around, “Dad, leave him be, he’s being good!” You muse, reprimanding the empty air.

When you turn back around to face DogDay you give him a pet on the head, “My dad was always the joker of the family- as my mom used to say- he was probably just messing with you.” You inform him, “Don’t worry, I’ll make sure he doesn’t misbehave.” You jest, glaring back at the urn before laughing at the whole situation.

You watch as DogDay nods, nuzzling into your touch before glancing back up at the mantle, he catches a brief glimpse of the same man from the picture giving him a wink before waving goodbye, the figure dematerializing into thin air.

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#poppy playtime #dogday poppy playtime #poppy playtime dogday #poppy playtime x reader #poppy playtime chapter 3 #x reader #dogday x reader

[incorrectbatfam]

If the members of the batfam wrote memoirs or essays about themselves, what would their opening hooks be?

Dick: *record scratch and freeze frame* So you're probably wondering how I ended up here.

Jason: This is the story of how I died. Don't worry, I got better.

Tim: It all began on the day of my actual birth. Both of my parents failed to show up.

Damian: A caution to those who have an inferiority complex: stop reading right this second. The Homeric epic of my life will only make you feel more useless.

Duke: According to all known laws of city planning, there is no way a city like Gotham should be able to exist. It's infrastructure is too weak to build its fat little buildings off the ground. Gotham, of course, runs anyway, because the city doesn't care what humans think is impossible.

Cullen: The first rule of Tumblr is you don't talk about Tumblr.

Stephanie: ...I can explain.

Cassandra: Hi my name is Cassandra Wu-San Black Bat Orphan Cain and I have short bat-colored black hair (that’s how I got my name) with purple streaks and red tips that reaches my mid-shoulder and cold black eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like an Asian Amy Lee (AN: if u don’t know who she is get da hell out of here!). I’m not related to the Biblical Cain but I wish I was because he’s a major fucking hottie. I’m a bat but my teeth are straight and white. I have pale white skin. I’m also a vigilante, and I live in a comic book city called Gotham in New Jersey where I’m the second Batgirl (I’m twenty-four). I’m a goth (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly black. I love Hot Topic and I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a black bodysuit with matching holsters around it and a black leather jacket, yellow fingerless gloves and black combat boots. I was wearing black lipstick, white foundation, black eyeliner and red eye shadow. I was walking outside in Gotham. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of Rogues stared at me. I put up my middle finger at them.

Barbara: Do you ever look at someone and wonder what is going on inside their head?

Harper: A long long time ago in a city far away...

Carrie: Bruce told me I can't insert audio so let's just say you got Rickrolled.

Kate: The definition of gay? Me. The definition of disaster? Also me. My picture's in the dictionary twice, suck it.

Alfred: In this world nothing can be said to be certain, except death and more bat-children. And at this point I'm not so sure about death.

Selina: "Mom I want Bruce Wayne" "We have Bruce Wayne at home" The Bruce Wayne at home:

Bruce: Look behind you.

#dick grayson #jason todd #tim drake #damian wayne #duke thomas #cullen row #stephanie brown #cassandra cain #barbara gordon #harper row #carrie kelley #kate kane #alfred pennyworth #selina kyle #bruce wayne #batman #batfamily #batfam #batboys #batbros #batgirls #batkids #batsiblings #batman family #dc comics #headcanon #crack #tw swearing #tw death mention #long post

[dotster001]

Hello, I think there is a big lack of Crewel content soo could I have some dating/courting hcs of him please? Thank you!

(a lot of this is self indulgent, what I would want from him, because you are right we don't have enough content from this man)

A/N: It's in my pinned post, and I've mentioned this in a couple posts, but if this is the first of my stuff you've read, I view NRC as an actual college, so reader here is 18+. If it makes you more comfy, imagine it as grad school age.

He's a professional. He knows he shouldn't date a student. No matter how hot, or smart, or fun he finds you, he stays professional. He doesn't want it to inadvertently be easier or harder for you to pass his class.

And like a true professional….he waits until your second year at NRC, when you are no longer taking his classes, to start pursuing you. 

He considers himself a smooth individual, but when he gets you a coffee on the first day of class, he's like

"Do you like me? Shoot, I meant do you like coffee? I misspoke."

With visible confusion in your eyes, you tell him you do like coffee, and he shoved the coffee in your hands and left with a muttered, "have a good day puppy"

But he's nothing If not a go getter, so he brushes it off, and brings you a coffee everyday. He has no more slip ups, but he does get nervous you're complacent in your relationship with him. Which is fine but…he likes you a lot. And he's known for being the most hot headed amongst the staff for a reason.

"Be yourself" Trein says in exasperation. "Bet," Divus says.

"I need a new model, for when I'm working during the school year. It used to be Vil, but as you know, his internship took him far away."

"I'm honored, but I wouldn't consider myself conventionally attractive," you said with a self conscious laugh.

He stared at you blankly for a moment, before abruptly smacking his pointer down on the table.

"Bad pup. Clearly I need to teach my new show dog some self confidence."

"But…"

"Be in my office on Saturday." Obviously, he couldn't threaten you to be there, but he could imply a threat in the way he said it.

He does measurements the first week, feeling excited as a school boy from being so close to you. When he measures your waist, he wants to throw away all pretenses and wrap you in his arms. But he has restraint. He can wait.

Soon he's spending hours sewing you outfits he hopes will make you feel beautiful. Part of the problem is, he already sees you as beautiful, so it's hard to tell if any particular outfit will work.

It takes until outfit three. When he puts his hands on your shoulders and maneuvers you to look in the mirror, on the pretense that he wants your opinion on makeup styles, you start staring at yourself in awe.

"I'm beautiful."

"You've always been beautiful," he can't restrain himself as he presses a soft kiss to your shoulder. You look at him standing behind you, in shock.

"What?"

"I thought I taught you better. Observation is key."

"That's specifically in potions though…"

He's groaning and rolling his eyes.

"How clear do I have to be?"

Things are a little awkward after that. He does your makeup, and you both sit in silence. He uses his thumb to smudge off some excess eyeliner and feels your cheeks burning under his finger. And he can't help the smirk on his face. Your eyes meet his and you are leaning in and pressing your lips to his.

Once you start dating, he continues to bring you coffee everyday, but he also brings you a lot of gifts. Usually something you can wear. His favorite gift he has given you is a crimson choker, with a shimmering medallion. He likes it for normal reasons.

He likes when you sit next to him in his office, after lesson hours. You can work on classwork, and he can work on his grading and paperwork. Personally, he prefers the days you have no homework, because then you can sit on his lap while he does his paperwork, and he can be surrounded by your scent.

You're still his model. He insists that you are exactly what he's looking for in his new fashion line. You're skeptical, at first, because you are vaguely certain  it was all a ploy to ask you out. But lo and behold, he releases the line three months later, and you have to eat your words. (Obviously it's a bestseller. The critics are calling it his most inspired line yet)

You don't live in Ramshackle anymore. He won't stand for it. You live in his penthouse apartment with him and his three dalmatians. Grim can move in with you if that's what you really want 😒 but he can't sleep in the bed with you guys. He'll have to stay in his own room. He's not good at sharing your snuggles, especially with a cat.

He loves to hold you in his arms. Not like a little spoon, but where he is slightly propped up, and you rest your head on his chest, snuggling into it as much as possible, while he wraps his arms around you. If you move, he whines a little. No moving. It's cuddle time!

He likes to take you to fancy expensive restaurants. He dresses you both up so you outshine the stars, then treats you to anything on the menu. He takes you on these date nights once a week.

You share your bed with his three dalmatians. They get attached to you very quickly, and it makes Divus jealous when they snuggle up to you, and shove him out of the bed at night. It's an accident, but he's still very pouty about it. Tbh, having to share a side of the bed is how he found his favorite snuggle position with you.

When he's feeling jealous or self conscious, he gives you one of his coats to wear for the day. He knows they're your friends, but sometimes Ace, Deuce, and even Jack sometimes, get a little handsy. So he'll slip the coat on you, and give you a soft kiss, pretending he was concerned that you might get too cold.

He likes to dress you in the morning. Partially, because he knows what you like to wear, partially because he's a fashion designer, but mostly because….

He buttoned up your shirt, and kissed your collarbone before buttoning the final button.

"You're beautiful…" he whispered.

He wrapped the ribbon that went with the shirt around your waist. He kissed your neck, and swayed from side to side as he whispered in your ear.

"You're radiant…"

He brushed his fingers through your hair in a final touch up of the style he finished for you a moment earlier.

"I adore you."

He doesn't expect much in return from you, romance wise. He knows you're a student, and that you don't have any money to your name, as you don't even belong to this world, so he knows not to expect presents. He knows you're busy, as his fellow faculty is rigorous with homework, and your friends are fools, so he's not expecting extra favors from you. All he wants from you is your eyes on him, and your beautiful voice wishing him a good morning when you wake up next to him

....

Found my tag list! So if you want to be added to a specific fandom/character tag list, let me know!

Tag list- @shytastemakerthing @stygianoir @leonia0 @eccedentesiast-sapphic

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[anxious-witch]

Okay. Long awaited analysis of Jure's pictures. As always, this is entirely subjective and I don't claim to be 100% right about ny interpretations. Apologies if I am a bit scatterbrained, I just had to write this today despite vibrating out if my skin.

Anyway, let's get to it

So I went ahead and rearranged the pictures in a way that I think fit together.

We start off with these two(sorry for blurryness, it just turned out like this when I cropped them). But funnily enough, I think we have Jure as the opposite of everyone else. Where the rest seemed to gain protection and safety from clothes, I feel like Jure feels stiffled by them.

In these two, he looks most lonely and disconnected than in any other photos from the photoshoot. In the first one, he is in a position akin to the one we saw him before, in that box. Like a cat lounging on the floor. But he is looking away, giving a picture a sense of loneliness, of disconnection. And even before we see him with a cigarette in picture two, there is an ash tray to indicate the smoking.

Then immediately following is this. Jure begins to take off his clothes, his pants and underwear pulled down messily, he is pulling his sweater up. He is still smoking here, but he is also looking directly at the camera. His eyes are frame by a dark eyeliner.

When I was looking at the pictures for the first time, I didn't get the connection until I saw this picture. I am gonna jump the gun and say that I think this set is literally meant to serve as a seduction. Who did they vote for the most likely to sleep with a fan? Jure. Who said hookup when everyone else said relationship? Jure again.

My interpretation is, as crude as it sounds, is that he is connecting with the viewer here through sex and seduction.

Here we have this again. He is only in his underwear and wearing a jacket. I'd even go as far to speculate that it's not meant to be his jacket. Because he is looking to feel closer to the person he is seducing. He'll put on makeup and their clothes, all for the show, all to be seen and to seduce. And I think that's what this photoshoot is, a way for Jure to be seen in a new light.

Interstingly, he seems to have mostly open body language so far in all pictures. In this one he seems slightly more closed off, with his knees pulled closer to his chest and his arm resting on top of them.

Then in this set, we have what I like to think of as "the morning after". There is no makeup, there is no clothes. Jure looks almost superior in the first picture. He reminds of Roman Emperor reclining.

Romans used to have parties, usually reserved only for men, where the position you got on the reclining bed could speak of your position. Here we have Jure alone, in the center. This is his moment and he is completely relaxed, completely in power. He isn't shying away from the camera, there is not shyness due to his almost naked state. Like someone would, after a suceesful seduction.

In the second picture, that's even more openly expressed. His head is fully turned to the camera, his eyes even more intense. It's as if he is inviting us in, drawing us closer. I can't tell if there is a different balnket altogether or if it's shifted and the end of it seems like a slightly different material.

Either way, I can't see anything but him pulling a lover closer once again.

Third picture is....well. Obviously there are certainly other interpretations, but to go with the obvious, Jure seems to be very open here, even has his eyes closed and that paired up with the way his body is positioned implies pleasure to me. Which once again plays into the whole set being about seduction, and about connection that he seems to gain from physical closeness.

In all three pictures, Jure is wearing a chain necklace around his neck. Interestingly enough, he doesn't wear them in the first set. Perhaps implying this is something new he decided to adorn himself with? Or a steel he wears underneath?

Then we have shirtless Jure, and an reappearance if a chain necklace. He is even openly acknowledging the necklace by touching it. With the addition of Damon's quote: "your art intertwined with my art", I think we can once again reaffirm this is a new way Jure wants to be seen. He is an art all of his own, even when surrouded by the art of the rest of his bandmates, he gets to be a central piece in this one. Yet-in the two pictures on the right, he has closed off body language.

Perhaps he is still unsure of the new role he wants. His gaze is softer, less intense. He is letting us take him in as he is. Which is clearly difficukt for him, hence mire closed off body language but none the less, he is still showing us that.

As always, feel free to add in on these, I feel like I missed on a lot of things bc of everything they dropped on us today but damn. I love this photoshoot sm

#joker out #rio rambles #rio's analysis #jure maček

[creedslove]

JAVIER NOTICING YOU GOT A HAIRCUT - HEADCANONS ✨

Javier Peña x f!reader

A/N: hey besties, guess who just had a haircut and now is fantasizing about Javier Peña drooling over me?

• Javi is a man who's got charms™

• it's not just about his looks, his flirting and his tempting attitude, but also because Javi knows how to flatter women

• and it's not only

"you're hot", "you're so goddamn sexy", "you have nice tits/ass"

• that man is classy™

• of course he can still compliment you that way, and he will do so in bed, because he can't resist you

• but he is attentive and that can melt a woman's heart

• which means he pays attention to you, to your looks, your mood, and he can tell the differences

• he notices when you are wearing new clothes, and he makes sure to tell you when they favor your figure even more

"this dress looks really good on you, hermosa"

"your heels make you look taller and... Prettier"

• it makes his cock throb, but he is not gonna tell you that

• unless he sees you're in the mood 👁️🫦👁️

• we know he pays attention to your nails and always takes your hand into his to take a closer look at it because this man is 🤌

"este color te sale muy bien, cariño"

• he also compliments you on your makeup, and that man knows what he's saying

"your eyes look nice, princesa"

• when he notices your eyeliner or your eye shadow

"tus labios son tan hermosos, mi amor"

• that man can't resist to your lips on a beautiful bloody red lipstick

• and when you get a haircut, he will also notice it

• and he will love it, and also make sure you know how much he likes it

• he can smell how good your hair is

• and it will look so soft he won't resist running his hand through it

• he will also picture gripping your hair tight while you give him a blowjob

• and that thought makes his cock throb

• he doesn't tell you though, unless you are in the mood, then you can make his daydreams come true

____

#pedro pascal #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal x y/n #pedro pascal x you #pedro pascal fanfiction #pedro pascal fanfic #pedro pascal headcanons #pedro pascal headcanon #javier peña #javier peña x reader #javier peña x you #javier peña y/n #javier peña fanfic #javier peña fanfiction #javier peña headcanon #javier peña headcanons #javier pena #javier pena x reader #javier pena x you #javier pena x y/n #javier pena fanfiction #javier pena fanfic #javier pena headcanon #javier pena headcanons

[luvxiem]

can i request mysta with 9 'i couldn't find a costume, so i just decided to go as your [partner/gf/bf]' and 13 'you're being so lame right now'? fluff please! ^^

last minute

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✧ word count: ~650

✧ pairing: mysta rias x gn!reader

✧ genre: fluff, little humor

✧ summary: your boyfriend refused to tell you what he was wearing to your best friend's costume party leaving you curious and pouting, but little did you know that he was just deflecting because he hadn't found one yet.

"what are you wearing?"

mysta looks over at you from where he stood in the hallway of your shared apartment, his hand still raised near his head where he was fixing his hair.

"what do you mean?" he asks. "isn't it obvious?"

"well clearly i wouldn't be asking if it was."

"i couldn't find a costume, so i just decided to go as your boyfriend!" said boyfriend of yours is wearing a beige sweater that you tend to steal pretty often and a pair of lightwash jeans, as well as the little magnetic charm bracelet that you bought the two of you on a whim after seeing it on an instagram ad (even you are not safe from big data knowing what you like, and bracelets with magnetic half-hearts that form a full heart when together is exactly the type of thing that you would buy).

"babe, you're being so lame right now. also, couldn't you have done like, y'know, a catboy or something? all you have to do is draw whiskers on your face with eyeliner, it's not that hard."

"i dunno—i just thought it'd be cute if we matched."

"eww, do you have a crush on me? that's cringe," you joke, scrunching your nose in mock disgust. you're unable to hide your smile as mysta's eyebrows raise in confusion. his arms cross over his chest as he leans against the wall with a rather cute pout.

"what are you talking about, we're literally dating," he deadpans.

"says who? do you have proof?"

"the fuck you mean proof—of course there's proof we've been-"

"is the proof in the room with us?" you ask, making a show of looking around the room. mysta groans loudly as his head falls back and that's what breaks you, your laughter loudly ringing in the air while your boyfriend rolls his eyes.

"you are so fucking annoying, you know that?" pushing himself off the wall, mysta walks over to where you're seated on the sofa.

"you love me," you grin, pulling him by the arm down onto the couch beside you. grabbing his chin, you angle his face toward you so that you could leave a sweet kiss on his lips. his face is dusted with a healthy flush when you pull away, and his eyes dart from your own, down to your lips and back to your eyes again. and so, unable to deny your lover of his needs, you peck him again. and again. and again. until he finally has enough of your increasingly aggressive kisses and pushes your face away with a laugh.

"stop it, you kiss like a woodpecker," he whines, the corners of his lips quirking up at the sound of your giggle.

"i can't help it, i just love you sooo much," you say, wrapping your arms around his neck and drawing out the 'o' for as long as you could before mysta rolls his eyes at you again.

"you're lucky you're cute,"

"mmhm. y'know what else is cute?"

"what? if you say 'your mom' i'm gonna punt you across the room."

"hey, your mom is very cute! but no, what i was gonna say was your quote unquote boyfriend outfit. since when did you steal this sweater from me?" mysta levels you with an unimpressed stare.

"you mean my sweater? i had to dig it out of your side of the closet, you gremlin."

you tug at the fabric and hum.

"okay, well, it doesn't smell like you anymore so honestly i don't even want it. even if it is super soft."

mysta removes your hand from his sweater and intertwines your fingers instead, rubbing the back of your palm with his thumb.

"i knew it, you only want me for my cologne, don't you?"

"hey! i like your ass, too."

"why am i even dating you."

[ WRITTEN 230722 ]

500 follower event prompt list

#this is me being silly teehee #luvxiem.writing #luvxiem.500 #mysta rias fluff #mysta rias x reader #luxiem fluff #luxiem x reader #nijisanji en x reader #nijisanji en fluff #mysta.txt #SORRY FOR NOT WRITING IN AGES :') #please take this short silly req as an offering... #i think dating mysta would just have a lot of silly banter back and forth

[lost-walmartbag]

Could you do Pete Thelman in the prom series please?

Warning: Swearing

Background: You and Pete have been secretly dating, and you have to try to get him to go to prom

Status: request open

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You've been seeing Pete for a while now in secret. It was a bit embarrassing for both of you to admit you were seeing each other. Pete wasn't as embarrassed about admitting he was dating you as he was scared about how the other Goths would react. Prom was coming up and you wanted to go with Pete but he didn't.

"Come on Pete please~," You say leaning your head back with a pout.

He was sitting on your bed with you on his lap. You were in the middle of painting his nails so he couldn't just get out of the conversation. He sighed and put his forehead on yours.

"No." He said kissing your forehead gently.

"Pete, please. How am I supposed to go to prom without my boyfriend?" You ask turning your body to face him.

"I can't Y/N you know I can't be around something so conformist." He said wrapping his arms around you.

"But wouldn't it be like super goth if you crashed prom and hung out with your super hot girlfriend?" You say nuzzling his cheek with your nose making him sigh again.

"I guess it would be pretty hardcore.." He muttered, making you smile. "Ok, fine, I'll talk to them about it, but no promises."

You smiled and kissed his lips softly. It's hard to say what was really holding y'all relationship together, but you two did care about each other. Pete didn't want to disappoint you, but he also didn't want to go against his core goth ideals. The next day he talked to the goths about it. They were sitting outside doing nothing when he approached them.

"Prom is coming up." He said sitting down on the grass.

"Yeah, where all the conformists will get wasted, party, and get pregnant," Henrietta said taking a long drag of her cigarette.

"We could crash it," Pete said a bit nervously.

"That doesn't sound like a horrible idea," Micheal said.

"We could burn it down," Firkie said catching Henrietta's attention.

"That's a better idea." Henrietta said with a slight smile.

"So we're going?" Pete asked with a sigh.

"If we're going to burn it down we have to." Micheal said.

Pete was pretty happy that he was able to convince everyone to go even though he didn't show it. But he knew you probably wouldn't be happy if they actually did burn it down. He was pretty nervous to tell you because of it.

"So how did it go?" You ask with a smile

"I guess we're going." Pete said, trying to make it seem he was unhappy.

You squeal and smile, hugging him tightly. "We're gonna have so much fun!"

He groaned and pulled away, making you smile wider. You knew he liked it when you hugged him and touched him, and he was trying to stay tough.

"How'd you convince them?" You ask him, making him a bit uncomfortable.

"Just told them what you told me." He said dismissively.

You knew it was a bit odd, but you didn't say anything. You were just happy being able to hang out with Pete at prom. After that, you began planning your outfit. You wanted to wear something you'd look and feel good in but also something Pete would like.

When the day of prom came, you and Pete decided to go separately and meet up there. Pete walked in with the other Goths. He was in a black button-up with a black and red corset around his chest and stomach, black dress pants, black dress shoes, and his eyeliner done. He looked around but didn't see you there yet.

"Are you looking for someone?" Micheal asked.

"No, I just-" He started before you walked in a long Gothic type dress.

You wore foundation a bit lighter than your skin to mimic goth makeup. You did all you could, and you embraced Pete's Gothic aesthetic, and honestly you, I felt good in it. The goth kids stared at you, stunned that you would dress like them. You walked over with a bright smile.

"Woah Y/N you look..." Pete started looking down at you with admiration.

"Goth." Henrietta said a bit confused.

"Fuck right. Guys, this is Y/N, my girlfriend." He said, introducing to the rest.

"Nice to properly be introduced." You say with a warm smile.

"You arent really goth are you?" Firkle asked.

"Hm, not really, but I do really like this. I think I might give it a shot."

"You, a conformist, is really dating Pete?" Micheal asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah, he's not so bad." You say turning to Pete, who blushed lightly.

"They've been pretty cool not as conformist as everyone else." Pete said a bit nervous as to what the rest would say.

"Well, if Pete vouches for you. You must be ok." Henrietta said with a shrug and the others nodded still a bit hesitant.

You smiled brightly that Pete's friends seemed to approve of you. You took Pete's hand and ran off to the dancefloor with him. He reluctantly followed hiding a small smile.

"I think I made a good impression." You said wrapping your arms around his neck.

"They were always going to love you as much as I do." He whispered kissing your forehead making you smile.

"Did you just say you loved me~?" You asked with a giggle.

He sighs, knowing you weren't going to let it go. "Yes I did."

"Well, I love you too." You said, placing a soft kiss on his lips and rather than pulling away like normal he kissed back.

As you two danced, everything else seemed to fade away. You placed your head on his shoulder as you two danced when suddenly people started screaming and running out. You look up seeing the goth kids setting things on fire.

"Oh fuck I forgot about that." Pete muttered and looking back down to you.

"Well, let's make the most of it." You said, grabbing his hand and running towards the goths.

A/N: I hope this is good enough. idk im still a little out of wack. I'm getting treated, so that's good, but did yall know if an ear infection gets worse, it can spread to your skull? That shit scared me, so I saw a doctor, so that wouldn't happen to me 😋🤞🏼 and as of now which is like wednesday im feeling sm better 😩 anyway. I hope yall liked it, thanks to whoever asked for this, and I love yall. Thank you for reading 🩷🩷🩷

#south park x reader #south park #fanfic #south park x you #x reader #pete thelman #pete thelman x reader #goth kids

[bpcr3yes]

hellorr, just lately i've been reading a lot of avatar modern headcanons, so i felt like writing some!

all the headcanons here are what i think the blue aliens would look like as humans (some make a lot of sense in my head)

first of all, english is not my native language so if there is any confusing sentence I'm sorry

AVATAR MODERN HEADCANONS

Neteyam is black, EVERYONE KNOWS THAT! he has the same skin color as his mother, and he has dreadlocks that hit a little above his shoulder, and he's a tall guy.

hes a mamas boy, he can cook, clean house, fix things (because after all, he is the oldest all the load of the younger ones is on him.)

AND he is a super gentlemanly guy, he always has a kind smile on his face and is liked by many people

HE IS ALSO A LADYS MAN, how many women do rain on this man, he sure is kind to all of them, I bet he flirts with some even, gives a little kiss there but never anything serious! he would be a great date.

Lo'ak is a light skin, everybody knows how similar he is to his father, I believe he also has dreadlocks but a little bigger than neteyam since he likes to tie them!

he always tries to show his worth to jake but it always comes off as an idiot, i think he would be the kind of guy who is smart but is too lazy for that(i have a kin in this man

he thinks people hate him because whenever he walks through the halls everyone starts staring and whispering at him

he LOVES teasing kiri, after all she is his favorite sister (he will NEVER admit it out loud) he also likes to make fun of tuk

he stares at tsireya like a hungry animal (don't get me wrong) he only realizes he is drooling when the people around him start laughing at him

he is a dramatic man

Kiri she is white and has red hair because grace was white and red hair too.

she believes in signs and always asks neytiri to buy rose quartz for her

a mother of plants

she who provides the trinkets for the family to use in their hair

She's always wearing eyeliner, and she still believes she can't live without it.

SHE ALSO HAS WOLFCUT

is always gossiping with tsireya, and when she with lo'ak lets out a "gross"

TUK is the copy of her mother, among all the genes she has, she pulled neytiri on everything!

she is a little black girl who has her hair in several different hairstyles every day!

she loves roblox but something tells me jake wouldn't let her spend too much time on the ipad because she's too young to be addicted to video games

she is also mamas girl

she loves all her brothers but she has a greater affection with neteyam, after all he is always taking care of her

she always tells jake when loak is bothering her

and she feels bad after jake pulls loak's ear.

she loves popoyo

Tsireya is a light ski nanned , she's a sweet person but don't take her seriously, she automatically becomes a version of her mother

she LOVES decorating gel nails, or just nails, it doesn't matter how long your nails are, she always finds a way to make her beautiful

is always playing with tuk

no one knows but she LOVES flirting with lo'ak because she knows he's a fool for her and is embarrassed by everything

is always hitting on aonung when he says something stupid

she is also a my melody collector!

Aonung is quite tanned but still a light skin, is always surfing or pestering someone

he is that kind of clueless friend who says something that is offensive in 8 different countries( and it also offends many minorities )

he can be a sweetheart whenever he wants

if you say anything offensive to tsireya or roxto he immediately was to hate you for the rest of his life

if you find him in a corner with his homies, you can be sure he was gossping about the sullys

ROXTO, he is the blackest of all (apart from tuk obvs)

he's a sweetheart, he's that kind of friend who knows the whole school

he is an average student but excels in the arts

he loves to make bracelets

he's cute, and I believe he catches the attention of several women too

he and lo'ak are besties ok

SPIDER let me tell you about our white boy

he is a darling 😭

neytiri hates him because he is american(?) (shes latina okay)

he is scared to death of neytiri because he knows she hates his father

he has a HUGE crush on kiri i swear he is a simp for her

he and loak are trouble together but who said they care about that?

he used to be very close with jake when he was younger but neytiri cut that line

I'm sure he also has several women after him.

this is the end! it's my first time writing on tumblr, if it's bad sorry

#avatar way of water #atwow modern au #modern avatar #neteyam x reader #loak x tsireya #avatar loak #tsireya #kiri avatar #aonung #roxto avatar #tuk sully #neytiri #modern #headcanons #avatar modern headcanons #avatar the way of water

[theclaravoyant]

ok but HOW do they get izzy to try drag though

i can't wait to have him walk through it all with that shine in his eyes like he's at his first pride like holy shit, i'm part of something

or what if he's keeping himself off to the sidelines like he always has because yes he's been Touched By The Muppet but he's not Like That you know and wee john offers him an eyeliner

maybe starts telling him a story about sewing with his mother. izzy never sewed with his mother. did he even know his mother ? who knows, we know sweet f a about him, but he didn't sew with his mother and he certainly wouldn't have been allowed to look at sequins and teal and silver ! maybe it would have been nice

(or maybe he did wear more colours back then. back before the dawn of time before he was Like This . who the hell knows. this MAN .)

maybe he says something that's kind of meant to be a compliment because he loves and admires them more deeply than he's capable of expressing but it comes out as an insult because of course it does and Jim looks him in the face all dressed up in that frilly masc number and says: "You calling me a fruit, Hands?"

maybe he just tries a little bit at first because he doesn't really get it, because if he wanted a moustache why wouldn't he just grow one? he already HAS one but they still draw one on? but he kind of sits with it a while with it, with the theatre of it, and he he offers hey you could um. do my hair. i mean if you want.

maybe it's an expression of gratitude or maybe the band strikes up and has him feeling some type of way but he soldiers past that part of him that insists they'll lose love or respect for him if he has a good time and fuck it he sings. he's the unicorn. if they want him to be their soldier their shield and the gayest most rainbow ass creature of all time with a golden leg then they shall have it . and maybe that way he can let himself have it too

and let's not let slip the fact that the one most tightly clinging to his toxic masculinity is the one in the drag king aka queerest campest deliberately OTT representation of masculinity that's gotta be coincidence right :P

(lucius shouts TWAT over the music but he's smiling and what he means is I see you , welcome)

#izzy hands #the revenge crew #having a normal one about them as usual #ofmd #our flag means death #ofmd s2 #ofmd spoilers

[hippielittlemetalhead]

So season 3. Let's do this!

This took so so so long and is not quite where/what I wanted it to be soooo... I am so sorry 😅🥲 this will most likely be 2 parts cause... Yeah, just life man.

Actually some dialogue in this one? Sure, a line or two, as a treat.

(Part1) (part2)

Steve had been working at Scoops Ahoy for a few weeks now and he feels like he's built a decent rapport with his coworker Robin. She's witty and snarky and opinionated and when Steve wears a more tinted lipgloss than he intended resulting in a customer clocking it and saying something rude that he can't help but smile his dead-eyed customer service smile at, she clocks out for her lunch early (and takes an extra 15 minutes) and comes back with a full face of makeup and shoos him into the back with the mascara she bought from the shop a couple stores over. They both start coming to work with at least mascara, eyeliner and lipstick and Steve loves it. He compliments the hand-drawn designs on her shoes and she asks where he got his rainbow heart pin. They mostly disagree on music they listen to -she still lets him drag her to a couple live music nights at The Hideout with him and Billy every now and then anyway- but their politics and basic life philosophies line up pretty well.

He could do without the 'You Rule / You Suck' board, especially when Billy gets in on it and adds tallies from a little notebook he starts keeping when he and Steve hang out outside of kids and work. And the jokes about his kids (and occasionally Billy) when they come through for free passage to the movies. And the jabs about his parents' money like he still has access to that or their house.

He doesn't tell her that he was cut off and disowned and kicked out. He doesn't tell her that he had to get a job to help pay for his community college courses because he was a disappointment that couldn't get into a pre-approved 4-year university and that meant no college fund and he was still a few years away from being 21 and having access to the trust fund his grandparents set up for him when he was still just a lump of forming cells. And even then anything in that will probably be blown on buying himself his own permanent place instead of just a hand-me-down trailer in the middle of the woods so he needs to save for things like bills and a mortgage.

He doesn't tell her that the reason he lets the kids get away with so much is because they're *his* and they've already seen more fucked up shit than the cops in this town (save Hop) and he'll be damned if they don't get to just be kids. He'll be damned if they decide he's someone they need to hide from and sneak around like they hide and sneak from Joyce and Hop cause that's how they didn't know about half the shit the kids got up to while the adults were doing their best to take care of things themselves. He doesn't tell her that he's paying "rent" to the chief of police (it's way less than he should be but it's all Hop would take).

He doesn't tell Robin a lot of things.

Then sometime after Robin finally warmed up to him but before Dustin comes back from camp, Eddie Munson walks into Scoops Ahoy, his metalhead nerdy entourage in tow. He orders a plain scoop of vanilla with sprinkles in a cup and one of the others also orders something small and simple (while longingly eyeing their diabetes-inducing, horribly artificial tasting, bubblegum flavor when Munson turns away) before all of them are squeezing into one of the largest booths, emptying out messenger bags and backpacks of overstuffed binders and scuffed up versions of very familiar looking textbooks. It's like looking at an older -slightly grungier- version of his kids.

"Gentlemen, now that 🎶school's out for summer🎶-" There's a musical lilt as he says it that sounds vaguely familiar to Steve, "-and it has been confirmed that I will in fact be held captive for yet another stint in the hell they call Hawkins High School it is time we confer and conspire for the next year of Hellfire and the little sheep that will be joining our flock." He kinda loses track of it after that because then his kids are rushing in demanding tasters of everything and edging towards the lifting part of the counter with a look in their eyes that speaks of mischief. He puts up the initial fuss about them only visiting him for his backrooms access and that they promised to only come over when there were no customers around. He lets them through anyway.

He notices Munson eyeing him as he puts the partition back in place shaking his head and Robin laughing at him as she washed their ice cream scoops. The one that's vaguely more familiar looking than the rest and reminds him of a taller, angrier, Dustin with a better hair regimen isn't quite glaring at him but is definitely paying more attention than the rest of Munson's posse and seems more suspicious than Eddie's curious.

The metalheads are still there when Billy shows up stinking of chlorine in clothes that are damp where they cling to his frame. The group loosens up a little when he shoots Steve his signature smug smirk as he shrugs on his denim jacket that -like Steve's own jacket hanging out of sight in the staffroom- had begun accumulating patches and pins since Neil's incarceration. Unlike Steve's, Billy's has homages to bands like Mötley Crue, Deff Leppard, Twisted Sister and Guns N' Roses with little trails of shakily embroidered flowers and constellations on the collar and hems and filling the spaces between the patches and pins. Billy also has a small pink triangle on the lapel where Steve has a rainbow. Steve pretends not to notice the way the group goes a little quiet as Billy starts his usual routine of sunnily demanding tasters of all the available flavors and then again with sprinkles to "-really get an idea of their ✨nuance✨, prettyboy" before deciding on a scoop of double chocolate with a scoop of raspberry vanilla in a cup with sprinkles and one of their fresh waffle cones on top. Like always.

"Really branching out there aren't ya, tough guy?" Steve keeps his face as stoney as possible but he can't help the humored edge to his voice.

Billy just winks at him running his tongue over his teeth as he gives Steve an exaggerated leer, "Gotta keep you on your toes, handsome." Robin fake gags and Steve laughs and Eddie Munson turns red as he stares at the two joking jocks. Billy goes quiet as he stares at his ice cream and Steve recognizes the look on his face, tells the blonde to go sit down in their usual booth and he'd be taking his break soon and they can talk about whatever's bothering him.

What's bothering him is Neill getting parole for 'good behavior', Jim only telling the Mayfield-Hargroves almost a week after he was let out because that was actually the same day he himself found out. Billy found out just before a summer basketball practice session and thinks he snapped at an underclassmen he's been trying to get to open up about what Billy is 90% certain is going on in the kid's home, but he knows that cops can't do much if the victim(s) refuse to trust in those trying to help them. He's worried about the kid he snapped at. Worried about Susan and Max. Worried that even with the restraining order Neill will try something. Billy tells Steve he had thought he saw Neill around the outskirts of town during errands or during his turn to haul the kids around a couple of times before Hop told them and now he's sure it wasn't just paranoia. Steve tells him they'll figure it out, reminds him he's not alone in this

That makes Billy smile, small and tired but real and grateful. His shoulders are still tense and there's still a wariness in the smallest crease between his eyebrows that makes Steve ask if there's anything else. They talk about some of the weird dreams Billy's been having that makes Steve encourage him to talk to El. Just to make sure Billy isn't going through what happened to Will the last alternate-dimension-go-around.

They make plans to head out to see the two Hoppers after Steve's shift. Come up with a basic timeline of when and where Billy thinks he saw Neil so they have something to start with for Hop. Put together an idea of how involved Billy wants to be in whatever plan Hop comes up with. They're interrupted by a group of girls swanning into the shop and Steve being yelled at by Robin to get himself back to work. As he gets up from the table Steve levels Billy with a look that makes the blond think about the way Max and the kids described Steve when they talked about how he fought off the pack of demodogs in the junkyard, planting himself between them and snarling snapping danger like Galahad himself.

Steve looks him in the eyes and says "I swear Billy, we're going to get through this, we'll take care of it and keep you and the girls safe. Hop knows what's going on and even Callahan can't get away with letting that piece of shit fall through the cracks after what he pulled." He leans in close and bites out probably louder than he should for the amount of people in the shop, "And if that fucker gets near any of you I've got Darling in Baby's trunk and I am not afraid to use her on a human shaped monster instead."

Author's (rambler's) Notes:

So, that's all I have for season 3 rn I am so sorry. 😭 I'm working on the next bit but I am so burnt out recently and now I'm unemployed cause of the ceiling at my job caving in which does not help the stress. So I unfortunately do not have a timeframe for you. 🥲 A couple of folks asked to be tagged so... Here you are? To be fair I'm not making any promises in regards to the taglist in the future, I will do my damnedest and y'all will have to bear with me.

I'm glad people are liking this and tbh this has gotten more attention than I expected so thanks? I appreciate the appreciation of my ramblings. Feel free to scream at/with me about this au in my asks box and I'll respond when/as I can. I'm just glad people are enjoying this. 🙃

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The OM Brothers reaction to Levi secretly having a male s/o?

Fandom: Obey Me! Shall We Date?

Characters: Levi x Reader, platonic!brothers x reader

Warnings: subtle mention of homophobia in mammon's but thats really it

Notes: this didn't specify so i decided to do headcanons i hope that's ok

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Lucifer

he's impressed tbh

first of all, not many can pull one over on him like that

secondly, just had a "if he's happy im happy" kind of mentality for levi

will give you the "if you hurt him..." speech later when he catches you alone for a moment

overall doesn't react much but makes sure to tell levi he's happy for him & proud of him later

sees how happy you two make each other and as long as it stays like that, he can't really complain

Mammon

his immediate reaction is betrayal

levi didn't TELL HIM ?? his wonderful older brother?? the GREAT mammon????

that subsides pretty quickly when he goes into protective brother mode

was a little worried (for no reason) someone might have some 'opinions' abt the fact he was dating a guy

was prepared to glare daggers at anyone who tried to say anything

luckily didn't have to. gave levi a big hug and told you 'welcome to the family' with that super fake "i will kill you if you hurt him" kinda smile

him and lucifer are alike in that way at least

Satan

more or less disinterested

its not a big deal but he's happy for him

more neutral on the subject

doesn't really go out of his way to talk to people so its not like he's gonna be friends with you (unless you initiate that)

doesn't dislike you and its not like he doesn't care he's just very indifferent?

Asmodeus

polar OPPOSITE of satan

SO interested he wants to know everything about you

on one hand, offended he wasn't told but on the other he's trying to figure out if you have siblings

makes a "if he gets boring i live down the hall" joke but SWEARS its a joke when lucifer and mammon glare at him for that one

you have to remind levi you love him later because he gest a little insecure abt that

getting the initial attempts to flirt out of the way he wants to know everything about you and everything about your guys' relationship that he MISSED already

is making interest boards already

so invested already tbh and sometimes he seems pushy but he's just trying to do whats best for his brother

sometimes that means horrible advice and other times that means putting him in eyeliner. who knows

Beelzebub

not a huge deal to him

once the initial "oh he's dating someone that's cool" wears off he's back to asking if he can go to the kitchen ad get something to eat

does try to get to know you though

asks you a lot about food (its beel)

enjoys talking to you when you're around

he's just easy to talk to in general

tries to give you the don't hurt my brother and be a good boyfriend talk but when you mention lucifer already did it laughs and goes "oh good i wont scare you again" and moves on

genuinely thinks you're good for levi and tells him so once he's gotten to know you a bit

Belphegor

was sleeping when levi introduced you to everyone

missed the formal announcement

didn't question it when suddenly there was just this Guy around the house of lamentation all the time

no one else made a big deal about it so he didn't either

one night asked beel before they went to sleep and just

"hey beel whos that guy that's been over like four times this week" "oh yeah that's (Y/N) levi's boyfriend"

...

"oh. ok neat."

literally doesn't care doesn't faze him at all

he's so used to asmo's typical liasons he figures it's nice levi has someone to take care of him

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BAD IDEA RIGHT?

CHAPTER 2

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word count : 4k

pairing : jungkook x oc

synopsis : Rae catches up with Cara who gets to know she's being treated in an unfair manner at work and makes her resign. Rae can't help but say yes when Jungkook asks for help. He offers her to be his business partner. Cara takes her out for drinks and Rae meets an old sexual partner.

warnings : none as such for this part

"Hey" Rae says in a hushed tone, hands behind her back, one on top of the other, her hair gathered in a ponytail.

"Come on in" Cara pulls her hand and drags her inside to her living room. Rae had never been to her place before. Well, she had shifted here just one and a half year ago and she'd been absent for double that time.

Cara's tastes were clearly displayed in the way her house was arranged. Bright colors all over the house. The walls, curtains, furniture. Everything had a vibrant light to it. Even her kitchenware was unusually bright.

She brought two big glasses of water and passed one to Rae as she sat on the opposite side of the table set amidst sofas on two adjacent sides of it.

"You should've said you didn't have a place to go to" Cara sits beside Rae and asks her to remove the coat she is wearing.

"I haven't been in touch with mom and dad. Joon is out of town too. Thought I could go to a hotel but they were rather too expensive or rather too risky to spend the night alone in." Rae takes a sip of water from the glass but then drinks the whole glass at once.

"You want more water?" Cara asks looking at Rae gulp down the water.

"Will ask when I need" Rae replies.

"You can tell me anything you know that right. No judgements." Cara smiles touching her hand gently.

"I know babe. That fucking wedding was such a traumatic experience." Rae rolls her eyes sliding down on the sofa to lie on it with her legs placed hanging on the side.

"Don't even mention that. Jungkook's just fulfilling his milf kink or whatever. She's like much older than him. Well, he did it with his conscious mind, he shall bear the consequences if any." Cara says sitting with Rae's head on her lap. Notices the red on the ends of her mixing with the black. Her smudged eyeliner and the faded lipstick. Rae was in her truest form.

"May I ask" Cara says with a smirk forming on her face. Rae mutters a 'sure'. She notices how Cara's fake eyelashes shimmer with the remnants of the glitter shadow that must've fallen down from her lids which were now bare.

"What were you doing with Jimin? Had you two been in touch?" She asks making Rae sit up with her legs folded underneath her.

"No. Absolutely no. I haven't been in touch with anyone. Jimin was just talking with me. Before I left I became his best friend. And he lost me suddenly I know he must've been hurt. Why do you ask?" She raises an eyebrow, her jaw tenses up.

"You should know something. I know I can share this with you." Cara pulls the lint from her jumper as she speaks.

"What is it?" Rae asks head rested on her palm and her elbow resting on the back of the sofa.

"Me and Jimin... we hooked up a couple times last year" She says blinking her eyes too many times. Doesn't looks up.

"Did you have fun?" Rae asks scratching the fabric of the sofa cover.

"Yeah." Cara affirms.

"Then good for you" Rae chuckles.

"It kinda messed with our friendship. We try to avoid any situations which might have us in proximity. Whatever... Are you back for good now?" Cara asks. Tries to not think about Jimin and the nights they spent together. It was special to her so so special. She had found an intimacy with him which she had never had with another but for him it was just a way to release pent up tension. She felt used.

"Hmm... Until someone doesn't fucks with me again." Rae purses her lips and her dimple makes an appearance.

"Who did?" Rae asks.

"It's not good for one to dwell in the past Cara." Rae speaks and removes her lashes slowly.

"Fine. Whatever keeps me from losing you again. You dating someone?" Cara smirks.

"Did. Broke up two months ago. I have my fun in my own way. And I don't even wanna commit. I don't think love and marriage and shit is for me. Sex is easy, good. All that other stuff, so not easy." Rae giggles and Cara follows her.

"I envy your mindset. I try to hookup but I also want that fairytale type stuff. Its kinda contradictory. What will I tell my children that I met their dad for sex? I'm waiting for the right one, not jumping into bed straight with anyone." She explains her own situation. And all feels right in the world again. She has her friend to confide in back, finally.

"Me" Rae points at herself, "opposite" she chuckles.

"Now that you're here. I miss your French toast so much. Pretty please." Cara pouts.

"I haven't even been here an hour and you already want  to throw me into the kitchen?" Rae hits her shoulder standing up from her place and walks to the kitchen.

"It's just I tried every fucking restaurant in this city and nobody makes it like you. One even served a half cooked soggy one. I put up a complain but the chef was a rookie." Rae giggles quickly whipping up the recipe together. It comes unconsciously to her. She's made it a thousand times at least.

"Here you go" She flips it on a plate from the pan. Cara quickly cuts a piece and blows on it to cool down.

"You're so quick. You're so sweet Rae. I love you." She says stuffing her mouth with the delicious piece of French toast.

"I'm glad" Rae walks over to the sofa again and picks up her phone.

"What's with your sister? Is she seeing someone?" She asks when Cara huffs. She hates being asked about her sister. It's a burden that's been there since childhood the expectations to be an all knowing God about her twin.

"I don't fucking know. I don't give a fuck about who she's fucking. That's it." She shrugs her shoulders.

"Sorry. I won't ask." Rae apologises because she asked despite knowing how she feels.

"Kook's been close with her. They're best of friends. When you left, she was there for him. I think there might've been something" She frowns keeping the empty plate in the sink and washing her hands before wiping her lips. "That would be like saying that a man and woman can't be just friends. They can be. Maybe they're just best friends. We've just been away from personal information." She walks to the living room again.

"Tell me the other things then" Rae asks eating her own toast.

"I just know that Taehyung's doing some modeling, Hoseok's got his dance academy running in full swing, Jungkook went to that reality show but got eliminated in the second week that made him bit of a local celebrity you know, and Iris is doing some job for sure. Jimin has his own job. I don't need to tell you, I'm sure. And my work is also going good until now." She speaks briefly about all. Most of all Jungkook has Rae intrigued. She had no idea what he was doing with his life. But did he?

Both girls fall asleep as soon as they drop on the bed. Cara slept in her own safe bed while she rolled a spare blanket for Rae on the floor and gave her another to cover herself with. That was her way of providing people with a respectable place to sleep in her small home. But something was better than nothing. And this was enough for Rae considering how tired she was.

Their sweet slumber was disrupted when the sun shined brighter than it'd been for the past week cascading from the window onto the floor and reflecting back to fill the whole room. Rae woke up groaning and Cara pulled the curtain on but none of them could go back to sleep again.

"Do you have to go work?" Rae asks rubbing her eyes with her closed fists. Removing the makeup residue from the corner of her eyes.

"Not until 11. How is your work going on?" Cara asks stops for a yawn in between, presses her face into a plush toy in a dramatic manner as she does so.

"Making ends meet. Trying to make a place as a woman in a man dominated office. Not all good to be honest." Rae answers hesitantly. She knows if she tells the details to her she'll get a good scolding from her. Still she does tells her the uncomfortable situations she has to face on a daily basis.

"Are they even paying you good?" Cara asks in disbelief.

"Just enough" Rae says.

"How much?" Cara asks furious at hearing the words that had come out of Rae's mouth.

"It's okay" She says leaning forward as she speaks sitting on the edge of Cara's bed.

"I'll never talk to you if you don't tell me" Cara asks again while Rae keeps trying to hold her hand but she keeps moving it above her head or behind her back but then tucks them beneath her ass.

"Fine" Rae sighs giving up to her stubbornness. She opens the notes app on her phone and types in the amount. Turning the screen towards Cara, she closes her eyes shut.

"Fuck off. You're enduring all that for this. You're either sending in your resignation right now or I'm gonna kill you." Cara throws the blanket away from above her kicking her feet in frustration at why Rae always accepts less than she deserves.

"Will you provide for my food and shelter?" Rae asks trying to keep her from punching her violently.

"Until you don't get a job with a pay that you deserve. You have the potential to be a Michelin star chef. If not that at least do something which will bring you happiness babe. You loathed the idea of a desk job. You were born to be a chef." Cara cups her face to make her look in her eyes.

"I was too lost after I left. So I signed up for a diploma course and now my work is my nightmare come true. I don't know... if I'll be able to get a job in a good restaurant." Rae pouts then purses her lips and sits with her hands resting on her lap.

"Jungkook's opening one" Cara suggests and the one supposed to respond quickly shakes her head.

"No!" Rae protests.

"Why not? You could be head chef. And we would all whip his ass if he ever denies you any employee benefits. With the baby coming and everything, him and Yujin will need help to run that place." Cara tries to make Rae understand. It might be the best opportunity for her.

But Rae knows better than to work for one's friend especially one who she had feelings for, who hurt her so bad she ran away as far as she could and came back after a lot of contemplation. It was nice that he was settling down after having a adventurous life so far. But she experienced a pang in her heart everytime she looked at him.

When he had informed all of them that a wedding ceremomy wouldn't be possible she thanked her stars cause she wouldn't have been able to come out of it without being traumatised.

She was still hurting and he had everything she had thought she might've had with him.

Years and years of friendship came to an end when they messed up. They'd been wrong in assuming it wouldn't affect their friendship or the ones surrounding them, but it did. More than they'd ever imagined.

She could never think about working for him, with him, day and night. Even worse having to see him be a family man caring for his pregnant wife and later a baby. It made her head spin to even think about it having to see it firsthand would just be self-inflicted torture.

A part of her thought maybe she needed to see him happy to let herself be happy too.

"Gimme your phone. I'm gonna call myself then add you to the group chat. And if you lurk around like a silent reader. I'm gonna plan to do really bad things to you." Cara pulls the phone from Rae's hand as soon as she's done unlocking it. She dials her number and calls herself. She rests assured when her phone rings and then gives it back but something else catches her eye.

"Rae" She teases her with a cheeky smile, "you've got ten notifications on a certain app" She nicely gives the phone back but then pounces on Rae's shoulder to check what she's checking. Her hands stay wrapped around her neck but Rae locks the phone.

"Tickle attack!" She shouts but Rae shouts back "Fine!" while defending herself from a potential attack.

"Last night was really bad. I was having trouble in finding a place so I thought if I get someone then we could split up the bill. Wasnt very lucky in finding anyone nearby" Rae admits with embarrassment.

"You always get such bad ideas."

"I know. I know." Rae huffs.

"Kook's asking for your number" Cara says still scrolling and typing on her phone.

"Don't send it" Rae is late to get the words out and the message had been delivered.

"Why?" Cara asks not caring about what she says. Rae gets a notification at the same time on her phone.

"And now he's texting me" She complains.

Jungkook

Hi it's JK

You still in town?

Need some help

Rae taps the back of her phone before texting back. She'll have to if not now later.

What is it?

She texts back then waits.

Jungkook

Can I call you?

Rae doesn't wants to say yes immediately but then she thinks about him and his circumstances. And selflessly replies Yes.

In a few minutes, he calls her. She composes herself before answering. Can't let herself talk too much. Only do whatever is necessary.

"So I'm supposed to open a restaurant and all I've got is a broom and a bowl. I've got no fucking idea how to do this Rae." He says as soon as she picks up, all stressed and anxious.

"Tell me how can I help?" She walks around the house and paces in the kitchen as she speaks. Cara watches her from the living room but wants to give her privacy.

"Come here" Jungkook says nervously. He doesn't knows if it's the right thing to ask from her. Considering they still don't know what made her do what she did all those years ago.

"Will be there in an hour. Okay?" She gets a hum from him instead of a verbal answer.

"Jungkook needs some help. I'm gonna go sort that out. Let's have fun once I'm back." She winks at Cara as she picks up her bag which has some clothes to change.

"Type out your resignation email while you get there"  Cara shouts from her spot on the sofa which she refuses to get up from.

The value of a place in one's life, especially one's hometown isn't realised until one moves to a whole new city. There feels something different in the mere air of a place you've known your whole life. Everything changes but yet nothing does. It's all the same. The same sun rises in the east every morning and the same moon shines in the nightsky.

Each day millions and billions of people go through some life changing event. It changes everything and yet it changes nothing. One's sorrow becomes so profound sometimes that they feel the whole world has to mourn with them. That's not how it works.

People move on regardless of someone they'd hurt has or not. Regardless of they're still hurting or not.

Jungkook has. Or so thinks Rae.

Her whole life changed on a sultry summer night three years ago but nothing had changed for him.

He continued to do the same things that he did before her. He didn't improve but continue to fuck up again and again. Who knows what he would continue to do?

He doesn't knows yet how huge all of it is. Marriage, kids he never cared much for it nor does he have any idea still about what's he gonna do with a wife and a kid. He's just trying to put one foot in front of another and walk in a straight line. One day at a time, he says to himself each night before he sleeps.

Rae gets down the cab and pays the fare. She looks inside the glass panes which substitute a wall on the ground floor of the building. She's been in the area before.

Behind a counter top across a huge empty space she sees Jungkook wiping all surfaces with a dust cloth. His gaze lifts as she stands at the door ready to dial his number but its like his intuition told him she was already there.

Jungkook walks with quick steps to the door and looks at her standing as she tilts her head upwards to look at him.

Their eyes meet and they find themselves back in a place they thought they would never be in again. Those eyes had met in the same way hundreds of times before. His gaze falls on her lips, it was a habit, eyes then lips. Her eyes used to tell him what her mouth couldn't and then his mouth would give her exactly what she needed, wanted.

Having him so close to her was lethal. To save their sanity she looked down and pushed him a bit farther from herself.

"Come inside. Tell me what you think about the place. I need all the good ideas." He turned around and walked ahead of her. Rae looked around at the place as he turned the lights on.

"Think you'd be more interested in the kitchen" Jungkook says watching her look around and she follows him with a smile.

He brings her to the kitchen and stands in a corner as she checks every corner.

"Nice" She mutters folding her arms and standing with her hip pressed to the counter top.

She was still in an all black outfit black sweatshirt and track pants. He was in a white hoodie and blue denims. People might say he must glow as a newly married man but instead his face showed signs of tiredness.

"I'm sorry to call you like this but could you help me buy stuff for the restaurant. I haven't got any idea how to get started. We could go to a store and buy kitchenware and if you compile a basic ingredients list for me I could place orders." He says nervously looking at the empty place. Lost about how he'll ever manage to turn into a restaurant.

Rae knows how he can get. Remembers the week she spent with him during his college exams. He expressed the wish to give up every hour but she kept him motivated. She camped in his home while he prepared, she made sure he revises everything and doesn't gives up.

And still he had the audacity to do what he did. Even after she left no page unturned in showing how much he mattered to her. He still went ahead and gladly fucked everything up. Literally fucked, in the actual sense of the word.

What exactly had he wanted from her? She still doesn't knows what did she lack to not be enough for him. Had wanted to be for him. Her best friend.

"Okay." Rae answers accepting his proposal.

"So shall we leave?" He jumps from where he was sat on the kitchen counter and stands in front of her.

"Sure" Rae keeps her answers short. Even though there was a lot she wanted to ask him. Where was Yujin? How was she doing? Wasn't he going on a honeymoon? Why was he working and not with his wife a day after his wedding? These questions flooded her mind but she refrained from asking him any of them. She didn't want to hear the answers despite her curiosity.

She sits in the backseat while Jungkook drives. Flashbacks to the time when he got his driver license and took her on long drives, impromptu drives at midnight. She thought she was special but maybe he did it for someone else too.

From her first breakup to her first hangover to her first awful hookup, he was there for all of it. Although her other friends were there too but it was his presence which always prevailed no matter what.

With a hundred degree fever he ran to her house only to hold her while she cried due to a man who had cheated on her. Who knew he would do the same to her and she wouldn't have anyone beside to hold her while she cries. Did her going away not hurt him even a bit? She thought each day.

Rae concluded it was her fault. He had made it clear they were just friends. She was the one who let herself be carried away too much. Built dreams upon the tiniest of moments. Trusted false promises of forever made while drunk.

Jungkook parks the car and gets down quickly before she could to open the door for her.

"I know how to open a car door. I have my own car too. Not here yet though." Rae finally breaks the silence unable to control herself watching the little show he was putting up as if nothing had changed.

"I didn't mean to make you feel that way" He replies and they both walk together yet maintaining a distance.

"First of all we need a few good frying pans. Non stick ones." Rae walks toward the aisle with frying pans and checks each one for the right weight and thickness.

"I think we might need pots like this" Jungkook asks picking one up and she grabs it from his hand.

"Yeah this is good. Knives... we need the best knives. They make all the difference." Rae walks fast to the area where knife sets are kept. She knows how to get the best ones.

Jungkook gapes at her as she picks up a butcher knife.

"Hey we have to cut vegetables not human flesh" He chuckles.

"You'll need them for meat. Will it be a vegetarian restaurant?" She asks keeping the knife back in its place.

"Haven't decided upon a cuisine yet" Jungkook licks his lip after saying.

"Kook you need to make some decisions. You know what let's go back and first plan things before making any purchases." Rae says keeping things back from where they picked them.

"But... why don't you..." Jungkook hesitates to speak but the idea seems the most appealing to him. It is what he can trust blindly. He can let her take decisions and know that they'll be in his business's best interest.

"What?" Rae turns around and watches him scratch his nape.

"Be the head chef for my restaurant."

"I have a job"

"You actually like it?"

He knows her. He knows she can never be satisfied with the job she does. He knows all her ways very well. If he has a chance to provide her with an opportunity to make her biggest dream come true, he'll do it for her.

"Well, I did send in my resignation like an hour ago." Rae says.

"Well then that's it. If you want it, I'd be very glad to hire you. You can bring your expertise in both cooking and marketing to my business and I will pay you appropriately. I'll give you whatever you want. I'm even ready to give 40 percent of the share to you." Rae gapes at him, curses in disbelief.

"Are you fucking kidding me Jungkook?" She blurts out.

"No, I'm serious. If we do this together I'm sure it'll be a huge success. Let's do this Rae." He offers her his hand to shake. She contemplates before slowly raising her hand to shake with his.

She knows better than to let such an opportunity slip away. This could be life changing for her. This might just make all her dreams come true. She knows she has to do it if not for her present self then for her ten year old self who used to sit in front of the TV all evening watching cooking shows and everytime she was allowed to help in the kitchen it was the greatest joy for her.

"Celebratory hug?" He asks opening his arms and giggling at her. Watches the joy reflected in her eyes. She tries to kick all her memories away and hugs him.

It's just a light, quick hug but his scent brings the memories back, his warmth brings the memories back, the feel of his arms brings the memories back.

After working for three years to get Jeon Jungkook out of her head she had failed miserably.

She had to do something to get him out.

"I have to get Yujin lunch. Should we meet tomorrow and discuss the details?" He says checking his phone. Must've received a text from his wife.

"Okay. Text me the time." Rae says. She doesn't knows yet if this will prove to be bad for her or good but all she knows is her dreams surely will come true.

As the evening approaches, Rae waits both for Cara and her office's reply to her email. And when Cara arrives that's when a notification pops up on her phone too.

"They accepted it." She informs Cara as she enters. She hugs her.

"I hope good things come your way" Rae smiles at her little wish for her.

"Actually... Jungkook wants me to be his business partner. 60-40. I didn't want to work for him initially but the offer is irresistible.

"Of course."

"That will be figured out. Let's go out man. Its been so long since we've just hung out together." Rae squeezes her hand pouting.

"Not my fault. You were the one who went awol" Cara pushes her away.

"I'm sorry. Let's go I'll buy you drinks."

"If we go out am damn sure you won't even come back with me" Cara teases her.

"What can I do if boys can't resist me" Rae smirks at her.

"Fine." She sighs and gets her cheeks pulled by her friend.

At the bar they both straight walk to the bartender to get a drink.

"You hate drinking so much but you still do it anyways. God look at your face." Rae laughs looking at Cara's face as she gulps down the alcohol.

"What the fuck is this?" Cara frowns at Rae. "I should never let you order for me" She complains hitting Rae's shoulder.

"Two more please" She says to the girl behind the bar.

"I'm gonna kill you" Cara glares at her, cheeks flushing. She has never been good at it but with Rae's high tolerance she always ends up drinking more.

"They're for me" Rae defends herself.

"You're so annoying" Cara touches her leg with the tip of her sandals. Rae fakes being in pain.

"We're so disgusting" Cara laughs looking at her.

"Nah just a bit chaotic" they both laugh gulping down another shot.

"I'll be in the bathroom. You better be here when I come back." Cara says before making her way towards the bathroom.

"No promises" Rae chuckles. She checks her socials. Clicks some selfies. After the previous night, she reactivated her authentic accounts and deactivated the burner accounts.

All of them had posted pictures from Jungkook's wedding as if it was a very happy affair. She checked Jungkook's profile and there was no picture to be found of him and his wife. Usually a man would want to show off his wife. Even some people she knew who were rarely active on social media would post something when they get married or have a new baby.

"The usual whisky neat" a man places an order a few steps away from her.

She turns around recognising the voice. The voice she'd heard many times praising her as he would fuck himself into her. The voice that whispered obscenities in her ears as she came undone in front of him. Or so he thought.

"You? So you are finally back huh?" He smirks looking at her.

"Yes" She answers standing up from her seat to walk upto him. It just takes a smirk back from her and his hands rest on her ass and lips on her neck.

"Knew you'd come back for more" He teases guiding her to a secluded corner. He's a regular, knows the best spots where to find privacy.

"The world doesn't revolves around your dick." She scoffs.

"What do I care? Not knowing anything is the real deal isn't it?" He snorts.

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[their-dearest]

This tag has been rlly dry recent, so I'd like to contribute to our beloved sparkly man.

Super random Headcanons (sfw & nsfw) below (warning: might be OOC):

SFW:

His love language? Definitely quality time (giving & receiving) & physical touch

Just imagine reading a book with him, or his teaching you some spells <33 (can't u tell I'm a whore for quality time?).

Braiding & doing his hairstyle <33 Aaravos loves it when his S/O touches him, it makes him feel relax and forget his problems, even if it's just a short while

(I just wanna run my hands to his hair )

I feel like he's pretty good at drawing, to specific, water coloring. Like, have u seen the way he moves his hands? He has the precision for it!

Nickames he'd give to his partner/s: star, starlight, love, my dear (i feel like I'm missing a few more)

He also has the biggest bisexual energy in the show (asides from Harrow lmaoo)

NSFW Oness:

He's def a switch, although he leans on the dom side of things

I have no idea how elves genitalia works/look like, but he does have big 🍆 energy

His tongue isn't just for telling half truths 😏 (I'll let you fill in the gaps)

Grab his horns or hair while he's doing it and he would let out the prettiest moan ever

If he's subby, i feel like he's a brat sub (like he's such a tease fr fr. Weirdly enough, it reminds me of that time where the viewers & Viren 1st see him)

Anyways that's all, thank you for reading my (partially down bad) headcanons of him! I hope you stay hydrated & drink your meds (if u have 1)!

(EDIT: OMG TYSM FOR THE 50+ LIKES, I ADDED EXTRA HCS FOR PURPLE GLITTER MAN <33)

NSFW:

It may not be obvious at first, but he enjoys a little bit of pain (if yk yk~)

Just not too much or it'll ruin his mood

Also on the topic of kinks, i feel like he doesn't like being restrained or blindfolded

Although it would be a pretty sight

Like he's probably left in that same spot in the mirror for centuries,

It makes him feel helpless, and he hates it.

A weirdly specific one is that If you're someone who's fem, or AFAB, I feel like he has a fantasy of being pegged. (Although he has yet to bring this up since he knows that pegging isn't for everyone.)

SFW:

Remember the watercolor hc before?

Yea let's elaborate that.

So imagine him teaching u how to paint with watercolor!

Or or!

Even better, if you know different medium, you could paint each other's portraits<33

(kicking & twirling my hair rnn)

I feel like Aaravos also wear a little bit of make up, to be more specific, eye makeup

He'd definitely ace a perfect wing.

This isn't rlly a headcannon, but what shade of lipstick do u think will fit him? (If not lipstick, other lip makeup)

Extra head cannons!

Study dates! Study dates with him!! (*Shakes you like a bag of fries*)

He has a lot of good study tips for uuu

Like he's been studying spells and learning the 6 primal sources for most of his life (probably)

But also he would be observant of your limits

Like homeboy would know your about to have a breakdown before you will.

A wee bit on the angst side of things:

On the topic of arguments

I feel like he would be stubborn on his side of the fight

Like he would be sooo eager to prove that his right

That he might blatantly ignore your side

Although after the argument peaked and both of you decided to give each other space

That's the time where the argument plays in his mind

And where the pieces internally click

Regarding apologizing, of he's the one who's in the wrong, I feel like he'd apologize first.

But if he's the one on the right, he'll probably wait for you to heal up and apologize 1st.

Okai, back to normal hcs!!

Imagine doing each others make-up!

Him doing your eyeliner

You doing his lips make up

(Try not to kiss Aaravos challenge: Impossible)

Random topic about kids (idk, angsty ig?)

I feel like he'd be on the fence about having kids

While yes, he loves you with all of his dark heart

I think he'd have second thoughts about having them, since, yk

He's THE archmage Aaravos

He def has a lot of enemies up his arse

And this is just a specific hc

But I feel like he's afraid that he'll be betrayed by his own kin

Glitter man definitely has some trust issues

It took him a while to warm up to you as a person, and even a longer time as a lover

So perhaps give him some time about the matter,

He might change his mind...

... But only time will tell.

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[sweetstarart]

40 Freaking Barnaby B Beagle headcanons!!!

(Why did this take me so long to make???)

Under the cut!

Hes surprisingly good at math! Ask him any question and he'll answer quickly before saying "But that's just my opinion"

His hat is pretty much an infinite pocket that can fit anything he wants

He keeps a rotary phone in his hat

He has a large collection of clown dolls

He can juggle up to 97 things at a time and hasn't dropped anything while juggling in 7 years

If Barnaby gets wet, rather than smelling like a wet dog he'll smell like popcorn

He wears boots on all four paws when it rains because he hates the feeling of mud between his fingers/toes

Barnaby tends to growl when people wake him up. Usually he'll apologize and calm down once he realizes its one of his neighbors but he'll still be a bit grumpy

The only way to prevent this is to wake him up by saying "knock knock" and knocking on the nearest surface

Even bad jokes make him laugh!

Barnaby frequently eats things that aren't food only to realize moments later

He can yawn like a human or a dog

He has a closet full of bones that he's too lazy to bury in his backyard

He can fit in incredibly tight spaces

Barnaby sleeps for 14 hours a day!

If he catches Eddie, he'll jump ontop of him before snapping out of it and wondering what happened

If Eddie isn't on time for a delivery, Barnaby will wake up and instinctively chase him around the neighborhood

He is incredibly afraid of mice and squirrels

Barnaby has been doing stand up for 12 years, starting off with 0 experience

That said he's grown to like the taste of tomatoes because of how often they were thrown at him as a kid

As a puppy he used to sneak out at night and go to comedy clubs

His mom caught him and as punishment, she slept on top of him like a mother hen does to her eggs for 2 months

He chews on anything! Mostly done out of affection but sometimes as a way to calm himself down if he's stressed

He usually chews on one of Howdy's arms

Howdy can tell if somethings bothering him judging by how hard he's biting

Howdy has gone on dates with many neighbors, but Barnaby is his favorite

He doesn't realize he's adopted and thinks his mother is just a strange breed of dog

They both like eachother very much

Him and Wally use the same eyeshadow and eyeliner

Barnaby's nose honks like a clown nose

He has a tendency to giggle after nearly everything he says

Barnaby is technically the tallest neighbor, but Poppy's head feathers make her seem bigger

Barnaby is NOT a good chef, particularly because the only things he can somewhat cook are made with dog food

He eats dry dog food like cereal and uses wet dog food inplace of beef

He doesn't like to go out on hot days because his paw pads are sensitive to heat

85 degrees or higher and he can't go outside at all

He says "excuse me" if he growls at people unintentionally

He often jokes about missing Sally's rehearsal because he'd rather stay in bed, but truthfully, he's never missed a single one and even shows up early most of the time!

Sally and him have somewhat of a rivalry, but they're still very close friends

He loves to dance!

Would you believe me if I said that wasn't all of them? Lmao I love this dude!

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