#HE BEAMS BC U R HAPPY he is the man of all time
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a man who just wants you and needs you and would do anything for you (gone sexual)
// this is a self-insert.. it can be abt anyone u want ;3 !! but if u need some help: atsumu, kaeya, zoro, wriothesely, shoyo.. literally anyone that’s funny but also ;) KUROO
he’s been making you laugh all night. lighthearted conversation not slowing down, and countless attempts at getting you to roll your eyes at him. he looks good, too, like, casual good. black sweats and freshly washed hair.
he’s sitting on your bed, feet flat on the floor looking up at you as you go about your business. he’s a strange guy, he says something unfunny, yet its hard to not laugh. its cringey and genuinely stupid, yet comforting all the same.
you’ve been parading some new clothes on for yourself, styling pieces for him to nod and approve at. the way you move around is everything to him. he could just watch you, permanently. he wouldn’t need his phone, or a book or a computer. just you.
and that has him hard in his pants. just watching you do your thing, your glow from previously being out, with friends and at the shops— it didn’t matter.
“hey,”
“yeah?” you cheerily turn toward him, eager to keep conversation alive.
“come here,” his smile has you complicit, walking over to him, “wanna sit?”
you look down.
eyes fluttering between how hard he is and his eyes— at how fast this all changed. he’s so pretty and you just want to nod and nod and nod to him, that you’d do anything with him.
“yes, i do. yeah, okay. i don’t wanna hurt you, though, so—”
“here,” he interrupts you, guiding your hips down, “yeah, just like that,” the genuine smile on his face gives you courage.
neither of you dare to move once you’re fully sat, no one shifting or grinding, just resting on each other.
“do you feel what you do to me?” he almost laughs in exasperation. everything he says is so genuine, “i’m hard just thinking about you.” the honesty hurts.
the man underneath you is everything. he’s so sincere now that he’s not trying to make you laugh, not trying to make you roll your eyes at the stupid things he says. he doesn’t have to work for your attention.
“can i move?” you whisper, his cock so painfully there. your eyes don’t move from his.
“yeah, just— shit,” he hisses, “fuck. slowly. just rock back and forth a little.”
and it’s so easy. it’s so easy and he’s looking right at you and he’s telling you how good it feels, and god, don’t you know how long he’s wanted this for?
“is this okay? i mean, does it feel good? am i doing—”
“perfect,” he reaches a hand up to the back of your head, “it’s perfect.” his large hand pulls your head down to his, face to face with what you’re doing, who you’re doing.
he looks down at your lips, breaking the unbreakable eye contact you’d had so far, and presses his lips against yours. your hips stutter here and there, unused to the motion, but desperate to keep it there.
“let me take care of you.”
you nod.
his hands are polite on your hips, firm in how he handles you. he slides himself to the head of the bed, patting right between his open legs.
“saved you a spot,” he grins. and you remember this is the same man from an hour ago. you roll your eyes, yet sit right there, your back pressed to his chest, “this okay?” he says with his hands so close to your waistband. you nod again.
“you’re very compliant with me.” he says, and there’s nothing— no words, that could justify that. because he’s right, “i almost expected you to laugh at me more.” his slender fingers dip beneath your clothes, and he’s kind of an asshole, but he’s touching you so nicely.
“oh,” you grab onto his wrist, “feels good,” he nods against your skin.
his other hand just wants to feel you. the outside of your neck, the crease in your elbow. the curve of your ear, the shape of your breasts.
it’s obsessive.
your head drops onto his shoulder, your eyes turning to meet his and you realise he’s been looking at you this whole time. you avert your eyes, a slight red brushing your cheeks.
he’s still looking at you with a slight smile on his face. “you shy?”
“a little,” you reply for integrity’s sake.
he absolutely beams.
all the while you can feel him right against your back. he’s right there. just playing with you, hooked on every whimper and moan and twitch he can get from you.
“i’ve been waiting so long for you, you have no idea.” his sincerity is overwhelming and so are his fingers.
you nod. because that’s all you can do. “another, another. please.” you pant towards him.
“another what? tell me what you want.” he’s smiling, you can feel it.
“finger. please. can i, please?” oh, he melts. your voice softening for him and your body tense against his cock, he feels like he’s going to cum in his pants. he might.
“of course. whatever you want.” his free hand glides against your jaw, fingers grazing the side of your neck. he needs to kiss it, and bite it and leave something there. maybe as proof that this is real, that he has you how he wants you. feeling good.
so he does, he laps at your neck slowly. his fingers don’t stop fingering you, but he raises his thumb to rub at you. and that has you really going. twitching back into him, jumpy moans and sweet noises coming from you, uncontrollably it seems. your hand goes to cover your mouth.
“don’t ruin a good thing, baby. move your hand. let me hear you.”
“it’s embarrassing,” you stutter out.
he grins again, teeth grazing your neck. “i know. it’s okay.”
and it’s when you cum, with hips bucking and hand gripped onto his wrist, that he doesn’t stop.
tears well up in your eyes, “i came. i came, i came,” you chant, maybe he didn’t notice, maybe he didn’t realise.
“i know.” there’s no emotion in his voice, he’s so concentrated, so invested in what he can get out of you. what sounds, what actions, the way you move. it’s like he’s on a timer, he only has so much of it with you and he needs to milk it to its fullest.
“it’s sensitive, please. it’s too much,” tears well up in your eyes.
“you gonna cry?”
you nod against him.
“i’m sorry,” he presses his lips to where he’s bitten your neck, “brave girl. tough it out.”
what he says leaves you with no choice. something clicks in your head and you nod over and over again.
you whine and cry, blubbering words and sentences that don’t make sense. sensing that you’re going to cum again, you push against his fingers.
“don’t. stay still.”
“i can’t,” you whine, “i can’t again.”
“you can.” he smiles. he smiles and smiles and all you can do is twitch and cry out.
and when you cum for him again, pleasure overwhelming every part of you, he flips you onto your back, strong hands gently laying you back.
“my turn,” his grin melts as he presses the head of his cock into you. he preens at the feeling of you hugging him, “oh fuck. feels perfect. you’re perfect.”
your eyes scrunch closed, blubbering like someone who’s forgotten speech.
he’s sliding in and out of you, wanting to feel every single centimetre of himself in you. it’s heaven and he can’t believe that this will have to end.
your head starts to hit the soft headboard, tears still pilled up from the overstimulation on your body.
and then it just stops. he pulls out of you.
“back to you baby,” his hands slide against you once more, and you know it’s going to end with you sobbing against him.
a fun night.
#you guys would crucify me if i told you who inspired this#NO TRIGGER WARNINGS WOW!!!!#the most kindest thing i’ve ever written. i think i jusy want to feel loved#sorry i’ll go back to hardcore stuff later i just need to get this out of my system#service dom#yum#genshin men#genshin smut#praise#praise k!nk#you would make me delete my page if i told you who this was based on#I DONT KNOW HOW TO TAG#haikyuu men#haikyuu smut#kaeya smut#atsumu smut#tw overstim#overstim kink#OVERSTIM#HE BEAMS BC U R HAPPY he is the man of all time
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haiykuu boys react to a long distance partner surprising them
characters: hinata, kageyama, oikawa, sugawara, nishinoya, tsukishima
established relationship | warnings: swearing, my fan behavior, why are my head canons so long in this gd it’s like a tiny story without structure
hinata shōyō
-SUNSHINE BOY (i went crazy for this one i’m so sorry)
-you were sugawara’s old middle school penpal which turned online friend
-so obviously you’d heard about his volleyball team and the new first year star players
-and one thing led to another where he introduced you to hinata
-actually you were facetiming suga and you saw hinata and told your old friend you thought the tangerine boy was cute and then koushi “accidentally” put you in a gc together
-you and hinata have been dating for about four months
-you’ve heard everything to a t, including small little remarks from tsukishima to every toss, kill, and miss your boyfriend and kageyama managed
-side note but it’s so cute this boy is so whipped for you if you don’t respond for a certain amount of time he’ll find some dumb excuse to talk to suga just so he can shift the convo to making sure you’re safe
-anyway
-so you’re going to meet suga finally
-like FINALLY you’re so excited
-but you’re also boutta see your boyfriend!!!!!!
-buuuuuuuuuut your boyfriend didn’t know
-so it’s safe to say you were a little nervous about it
-you made suga swear up and down that he wouldn’t tell any of his teammates that you specifically were coming, but he did ask to make sure it was okay to have a semi open practice
-so you’re standing outside the volleyball gym with sugawara, backpack with hinatas favorite snacks over your shoulder. practice had already started so suga was late, but he still stood outside with you and let you prepare yourself
-you felt like you were about to throw up even though that’s shoyo’s thing
-suga walks in before you and you follow shortly after, holding in a sharp breath.
-there he was. standing on the other side of the gym, talking to who you knew as kageyama
-he hadn’t seen you yet, but other member of karasuno had
-”yoo who’s this hottie” bald, flirtatious, you had to assume its tanaka
-hinata was in the middle of jumping for a spike when he saw you, and he froze and fell to the ground, stumbling to keep his balance
-the gym got quiet at the tangerines reaction, but he was just staring at you.
-and then he was doing that “woosh” run he always told you about and before you knew it his arms were around your waist and his head was buried in your shoulder.
-everyone (literally EVERYONE) was looking at you two but you just laughed and placed a hand in his hair (which, holy fuck, is soft)
-you mouthed an apology to suga and he shrugged you off, and focused your attention back on the boy in front of you
he pulled back just enough to look at you, leaving his hands to rest on your back. his eyes were filled with tears (cute) and he offered you a smile.
“you’re here” his voice was quiet, for once, but it didn’t have any lag this time. and it was so fucking beautiful.
“i’m here.” you nodded, eyes scanning the features of his face. he chuckled lightly, a tear falling to his cheek as he shook his head.
“you’re so pretty.” his voice was watery and he moved his head back in your shoulder before you could utter a compliment back.
-he stayed attached to you for like minutes okay and this man completely ignored the teasing of his classmates.
-eventually you tried to pull him off you so he could get on with practice (and so you could watch him practice) but he refused to get off
-”bubs. babe. honey. you gotta get up”
-”hey hey hey, what about showing me a cool spike?”
-”i am literally asking you to do your favorite thing in the world sho,”
-”new favorite thing is holding you.”
-YOUR HEART
-eventually you did get him off of you and he practiced the HARDEST he had
-after practice he introduced you to everyone as his girlfriend even though you’d literally been introduced to them like an hour before
-his eyes stay on you and he constantly tells you how pretty you are face to face and how you smell good and how soft your hands are
-it would sound stalkerish if you werent whipped
-its ok hes whipped too
kageyama tobio
-no idea how youd meet this mf online
-maybe some volleyball forum or like arguing over which setter was betting in youtube comments
-or if you know nothing about volleyball,,,,
-i have no fucking clue BUT
-he doesnt mind long distance honestly
-he doesnt have to get worried about completely embarrassing himself and he never has to make like physical moves
-but he does wish he could hold your hand sometimes.
-but he ignores it🙄
-so you are like obsessed w this bitch u r in love w him🤢🤢
-and ur a good 90% sure he luv u too
-so you plan a trip to him
-you do it all out. you talk to his mom, you find the cheapest hotel that’s perfect distance between his house and his school bc ur just that cool
-and you even make up an excuse to kageyama for why you won’t be on your phone during the flight
-you know he’s gonna be at practice bc you know his schedule cos gf things
-you stocked up on banana milk (aka you brought like four)
-you hit him up yknow yknow
- “hey bubs i’m back<3 how’s practice going?” you’re literally standing outside the gym but you want to make sure you’re not coming in at a bad time
-after like three minutes he texted u “good:). just got done with a practice set.”
-so now you’re going and you’re excited and you’re Nervous
-you open the door and you’re met with a rly tall guy with a headband on
-“hi, can i help you?”
-“uh, is kageyama here?” and he turns his head, and you follow his eyes, and there he is
-and he’s already staring at you
-a ball is lightly held in his hands
-if anyone who didn’t know him saw him they would genuinely think he’s angry
-but it was kinda the same look he’d give you when you talked about things you cared about on facetime
-so maybe that’s love? 😳😳😳
you give him a little wave
-“sup kags”
-he’s just staring
-blankly staring
-which you should’ve expected
-“sorry, are you mad? i should’ve told you i was coming, that’s my bad i just thought i could surprise you and it would be really nice and then you wouldn’t be stressed out sorry-“
-literally why are you saying all this all of his teammates just like “wtf”
-he shook his head quickly and opened his mouth to say no but just continued to stare
-“i- uh- you want to watch me set?”
-you LAUGH. and i mean LAUGH girly and he just turns all kinds of red and you know his team is gonna be on him for that
-“yea! if that’s like, allowed?” daichi doesn’t care so you are literally balling
-you watch him play and like at first he’s REALLY awful like rly bad but then he kind of tunes everything out (i.e. you) and gets back in his groove
-afterwards he comes over to you and asks you what you think and he’s looking at you like this is normal but you can tell he’s shaking and he kisses your forehead REALLY REALLY FAST and mumbles a quiet “i’m glad you’re here”
-he opens up w affection more along the trip
-he appreciates the banana milk. sm.
-from then on out he constantly brags ab having a gf to the team
oikawa tooru
-he suspects smth is up to be honest
-he’s like “ohhh shawty gon do sum😫”
-(he doesn’t fucking call you shawty)
-but to be fair he figured more like you were gonna send him smth rather than send yourself
-surprise again he’s AT PRACTICE who would’ve guessed
-but this time you come at the end of practice because seijoh has like set schedules and oikawa tells you everything so
-you’re just standing by the door waiting for him to come out, ignoring the literal group of girls forming at the end of the hall knowing dAmn well they are your bf’s fangirls
-oh well
-you hear his voice before you actually see him
-he’s giving someone tips on their serves and you hear someone make a snide remark at him and you only assume its iwa
-he’s in the middle of a sentence and he just stops.
-there’s a good couple of seconds where he completely loses composure
-which is not tooru like
-you took a step closer and smiled
-”is this the oikawa tooru fanclub?”
-”nah it’s actually the oilykawa hate club” it’s the same voice from earlier and it’s definitely iwa
-you laugh a little and keep looking at your boyfriend
-”that’s even better”
-he just walks up to you and gives you a real, genuine smile
-pushes a piece of hair behind your ear
-and KISSES u
-EPIC MOMENT GAMERS
-”what are you doing here, pretty? come to see me play? if so, i hate to break it to you, but you’re late”
-you just roll your eyes and kiss him again
-once you two are alone he literally cries
-LMAO
sugawara koushi
-literally the only one who can keep his cool out of all these mfs (aside from tsukishima)
-however, when you show up to his practice wearing the hoodie he sent you like two months earlier, he lost his shit
-you set it up with daichi and everything beforehand.
-(and daichi literally made sure suga would look like a setting genius the day you showed up)
-he had just made a really good set when you walked in and you clapped
-”nice one, koushi”
-he looks at you like 😦 & is just like “you- what- you’re- how- why?”
-lol and then he goes on “not why like i’m not happy you’re here just how”
-and all the third years think it’s so funny to be honest, because typically suga can keep his cool
-he eventually gains his cool and shines you one his signature amazing smiles (which, is somehow better face to face)
-omg he goes over to you and once he gets there he turns to his teammates and like
-”this is my s/o!!!”
-mf is BEAMING
-he’s so happy
-you find out right after he gives literally the best hugs ever i live by that and i will die by that
-he doesn’t kiss you til you two are alone
-and its so fucking sweet and personal he puts his forehead on yours and tells you you’re the most beautiful person hes ever seen
-he is literally so in love w you
-ew
-i love him.
nishinoya yü
-ok he’s so loud
-literally the second he gets a gf everyone knows
-he shows the team pictures of you literally anytime one of them will look
-he luvs u
-he is your BIGGEST fan no doubt
-you make a nice meal? he wants to post about it
-you have a nice outfit? he will put it on his story
-you breathe? expect an “omg baby im so proud of u”
-so when you show up, he reacts the way you expect him to
-so like obviously this man isnt checking his phone during practice
-but he puts his phone on dnd and has you as his only favorite contact
-so you can text him if its an emergency during practice
-you know that, he knows it, the team knows it
-he gets the little ping!
-and he’s out the game
-no one is recovering the ball #peaceout
-he jogs over to check because you never text his number during practice bc you respect his passion for volleyball
-the text just says “come outside:))”
-he’s like wtf?? but bitch gonna do what u say😐
-he sees you and he just yells “holy shit” so loud dude
-daichi goes to call him on his language but steps outside and sees the short libero hugging the person they’d all seen in the photos, he just goes quiet
-nishinoya will not shut up as he hugs you
-he’s literally just hyping you up and asking you literally every single detail about how you’re there, where you’re staying, when you’re leaving, how your flight was, everything
-you just kiss his forehead :)
-literally only good vibes
-you guys have such a good trip bruh
-after you leave he literally just cries while looking at pics of you two together
-^ he took so many pics and vids of you pls
tsukishima kei
-unlike the others, you wouldn’t meet him at practice
-you don’t really know his team, nor does he tell you about them outside of mostly complaining
-you do know tadashi, but like you’ve only talked to him in a gc all three of you are in and never like alone
-you did not tell him you were coming because you’re 100% convinced he would’ve accidentally told tsuki even though he can keep his own shit secret lol
-you just show up at his door when you know he’s home
-and he’s texting you as you’re there and he had actually had a moderately rough day so you told him you were gonna order him food from his favorite restaurant
-which, technically wasn’t a lie you just had to make an extra stop
-you knock on his door (once you’ve prepared yourself because you honestly have no idea how he’s going to react)
-and he opens it ready to give a half hearted thank you to some delivery guy
-but instead his s/o
-he just stares at you
-he looks like a fish
-after like fifteen seconds you decide to try to break the ice bc you are nervous
-”delivery here for uh one…” you pretend to look at the paper, you’re doin a whole skit here “one dumb bitch. are you dumb bitch?”
-he just rolls his eyes and shoves your head
-he walks back but he leaves the door open
-”take your shoes off”
-he’s not even looking at you smh but you smile so fucking wide bc that’s the kind of reaction you were honestly hoping for
-(what you don’t know is he will literally break his whole hard exterior act if he looks at you right now and he is not ready for that)
-you put the food on the table and move to stand next to him
-and after a bit he finally looks at you
-and you look at him
-and you smile
-and he does too,, kind of
-(which is so fucking cute,)
-and you just keep starin at him and bite your lip to keep from grinning
-and after a couple minutes you clear your throat
-”can i hug you?”
-bro he’s so fucking whipped he doesnt even answer he just wraps his arms around you and puts his head on top of yours
-and he mumbles a thank you and its so fucking SWEET
-he does open up more the longer you’re there and u have a very good trip mwah in luv
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Poly billy & stu headcanons where the reader is an absolute ray of sunshine ball of happiness, and theyre absolutely enamoured by them bc of it?? Like rescues animals, super positive and optimistic, always smiling, has never had a mean thought in their life, just generally a really sweet person, ya feel?
I completely feel this
Edit: my dumbass accidentally posted without writing anything it'll be updated in like 20 mins folks
- It's a complete polar opposite
- Billy tried to act big and tough, but you knew deep down he was a softy
- The kind to enjoy hugs and cuddling in a blanket
- And of course you absolutely loved finding any excuse to wrap your man up in a blanket and just cuddle
- It was even better when Stu joined in
- After all he was a large puppy himself
- He'd step foot into the room and see you cuddling and throw himself on top at god speed
- It wasn't just cuddles and hugs you loved
- It was everything
- That cloud that conviniently looked like a rabbit?
- Perfection
- You'd laugh and grab Stu or Billy's arm, tugging on the sleep to point at the cloud and tell them your thoughts on its appearance
- Find a cat on the side of the street?
- You can bet Billy's gonna be complaining for you to hurry up and get a move on from all the time you've spent petting the poor thing
- Stu treats you like the sun itself shines out of you
- And let's be honest, if it chose anyone to shine out of, it'd be you
- Like the time you'd found a stray dog on the side of the road one evening
- It was particularly a cute dog, but the second you saw it your heart melted and you just had to take it home
- Your heart would b u r s t if you didn't
- You spent all of 5 minutes convincing Stu to let you keep it
-But let's be honest, that boy doesn't need convincing
- It's you whose asking afterall
- And besides
- It's a dog!
- Billy wasn't pleased when you came home with a dirty dog
- But several pouts from you and Stu changed his attitude and he begrudgingly accepted the dog into the family
- Billy wouldn't actually say no to you
- How could he
- He practically worshipped the ground you walked on, always confused about how someone as optimistic as you, could be with two serial killers
- But here you were, scolding them in a joking manner if they got blood on the carpet and beaming at them the second they stepped foot into the house
- Stu was just the same
- Always up for anything as long as you were involved
- The two boys were completely head over heels
- And it was all your fault
#slasher headcanons#billy loomis#slasher x s/o#headcanon#stu macher#billy loomis x reader#stu macher headcanons#stu macher x reader#billy loomis headcanons#ghostface#scream film
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Hi~~~ since requests r open can I please get uhhhhhh sum Good shisui fluff?? Ik it’s not helpful but literally . Any kind of happy feelings ok my boy NEEDS HAPPINESS ;-; I LOVE HIM SM BUT THERES ONLY ANGST TTOTT THANK U~~~~ ✨
A/N: yes qween 💫🧚♀️ you asked, therefore I will serve and yes I wrote it like an hour after I received the request.. bc this is my first request ever and I was dying w excitement
Even tho I am lowkey very minimally educated in Shisui bc I remember when I was watching the episodes w him I was multitasking in writing an essay for school. It’s okay though, I tried my best
Also I’m too lazy to actually write a full on fluff one shot rn and idk if you wanted a oneshot or hc’s but I’ll do HCs rn and I’ll also make sure to work in a fluff oneshot over the weekend <3 I’ll probably post it sometime next week tho bc my teachers love choking me w assignments!
✎ Fluff headcanons x Shisui
He’s definitely a protective boyfriend, but not in an overbearing way. Like if he thinks a mission you’re going on is dangerous, he will try and talk you out of it. If you refuse to, then he will probably suggest that the two of you do some training before you leave — that way he can at least give you some tips before you go.
Will train with you whenever you both have time — if you’re not an Uchiha or don’t have sharingan — he will teach you how to break out of their genjutsus, period. Even if you’re not a ninja, he will still have you train somewhat. He does this out of fear of the Uchihas and the Leafs tension. He wants to make sure you are gonna be able to protect yourself incase he isn’t there to protect you.
That stuff didn’t sound real fluffy so here is where the fulffy shit starts :
He’s respectful as fuck, like he won’t do anything you’re not comfortable with. There’s never any pda aside from the cute shit like hand holding and maybe him having his arm around you when in public. he does love having you beside him tho, so he will attach you to his hip. When you two are alone though he will be way more touchy — with a dash of needy.
Likes forehead kisses — both receiving AND giving them. Honestly just likes kissing in general if I’m being honest here. Cheek kisses, neck kisses, hand kisses, nose kisses. Anywhere that he can, he will kiss.
After long missions all he wants to do is go and see you. He would prefer to sleep yes, but it would be better if he could sleep next to you. So even if he’s tired he will drag himself to your place just for cuddles and kisses. After missions though he especially prefers if you were the one giving him kisses. He will melt.
As for the cuddling, he’s constantly changing in the way that he wants to cuddle. Like after a mission he wants your body literally plastered to his, like full on your almost laying on top of him type beat OR he’s the one laying on top of you. If it’s a lazy day he would want his head on your lap or chest so that you could run your hands through his hair. He can be both the big spoon or the little spoon but expect him to literally engulf your body when he’s the big spoon, just because he wants to feel close to you.
Also he loves being outside together?? Like just going on long walks where he can once again attach you to his hip and you two can just talk. He loves the sound of your voice though, so he’ll most times prefer to listen to you instead of the opposite. 10/10 will stick a flower in your hair. You two could sit down on a blanket and just stare out at the nature and the sky for hours and he would love every second of it.
He would be so good with kids too, like if you have a younger sibling they will adore him and vice versa. When he swings by your place he will definitely give them some sweets or something cool he found on a mission. They’ll probably ask him to play ninja with them and he’ll drag you into it too. They will low key like him more than they like you.
Likes giving you little things, but will overflow with happiness if you ever ge him anything. You bought him a bracelet once from a village you passed through on a mission and he refuses to ever take it off. Literally anything you give him he will keep in his room and cherish. He likes buying you flowers and cute little Knick knacks.
Lives for being alone with you! Like you two are all alone together at your place, the window is open, there is a slight breeze and the sun is shining into your room and he is once again tangling his body with yours and will most likely fall asleep.
Also likes getting praise from you, he will be the most supportive boyfriend ever, but he needs love too. Will go out of his way to watch you doing your hobbies or things you’re proud of. Compliments you a lot as well, they’re sweet comments about how pretty you look or how smart you are, etc. His heart will skip a few beats though if you return that energy with him. Telling him he has soft hair? He didn’t expect himself to literally beam at that. He likes being called smart, strong, brave, etc... Your compliments definitely fuel motivation for him.
Thinks about you all the time on missions. If something exciting happens his first thought is that he can’t wait to tell you about this on your next walk together. Or if he sees flowers he thinks about how nice they’d look in your hair.
Overall: soft, respectful man we must stan
#thanks for the ask!#i am so happy#naruto imagines#naruto headcanons#shisui uchiha#shisui x reader#itachi uchiha#itachi x reader#naruto shippuden#naruto x reader#anime headcanons#anime
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ASTRA. MRS WINCHESTER. U SEEM TO HAVE A LOT OF THINGS TO SAY ABT SAM. PLEASE ENLIGHTEN US WITH A GUSH. HOWEVER LONG U WANT UWU —kai💞
@kaiiiii-exe
KAI OH MY GODH THSI….. THIS IS A BLES S SINGIN..THANK YOU!!!!!! OKAY!!!!!!! M GONNAAAA DO IT!!!! (THIS GOT REALLY LONG PLEASE NO ONE FEEL LIKE YOU HAVE TO READ THIS IT WAS REALLY JUST CATHARTIC TO GET THIS ALL OUT, IM REALLY SORRY FOR HOW LONG THIS GOT I DIDNT MEAN FOR IT TO HAPPEN LDJFH…. :((((( )
alright so like seriously ik i talked abt this earlier but LORE VOICE??? it’s so CUTE!!! ik the fandom always jokes around with the whole “so get this” thing he always does before talking abt lore but i get SO HAPPY when he says that bc that means!! he’s gonna talk abt stuff he finds interesting and he always sounds so in awe to talk abt this stuff!!! i especially love when it’s not for a case and something clearly just reminds him of something he knows about and he starts talking and infodumping about said thing and i WISH they wouldnt make it out to be this thing people cant stand him doing, because it’s SO CUTE and he deserves to be listened to!!! his interests matter n i wanna!! listen to him talk!!!
also can i just say how fuckin proud i am of him?? this man has been through SO MUCH in his life and he’s still so kind. yeah hes definitely gotten a tougher outer shell over the years, but he’s still just as caring for everyone around him. as soon as he sees someone in need he gets the soft look in his eyes, the one thats like yes, you are small and soft and need help, i will help and care for u always and he does that with EVERYONE and im so heart eyes!!!!
i just. ugh!! he’s been treated like absolute garbage in canon. hes been called a monster and a freak and an abomination time and time again and after all that, all it made him was kind. all the beatings hes taken, all the pain hes endured, all the things people have said about him, and hes just… nice? welcoming? helpful? as long as you arent trying to hurt anyone, hes a big puppy that likes going on runs and getting head pats.
OH OH OH!! ANDDD!!! just like!!! lil things he does!! the eye squint, when someone says smthn and hes not too sure abt it and hes trying to figure them out, he does this split second eye squint that kinda softens into a more subtle squint and it’s v cute… he preens like CONSTANTLY, meaning like, if a single strand of hair is out of place, he MUST FIX IT ALL. i love. i love it so much. his dimples??? absolutely beautiful. AND THE THING HE DOES BEFORE HE SMILES!! especially if hes smiling over something awkward happening with dean or smthn like that, he’ll kinda try to suppress his smile by pouting/frowning first but instantly gives up and just starts beaming, so instead he just looks down and lets his hair cover his face and its the softest thing bc i can just imagine him all red faced n soft!!!
BUT RLLY!! sam has been my inspiration in so many things. getting through school, helping people, staying kind, using bad experiences to bring out positive things in the world, just… everything. i owe him so much, and i wish i could just tell him that?? i feel like he doesnt really… get physical affection a lot? or even verbal affection. yeah, he gets hit on a lot, but thats… not the same, at all. and sure, he gets hugs from people, but not often. he definitely feels more pain than affection. i wish i could fix that, u know?? and i know he never really feels safe, not even at the bunker where he should feel at home. he deserves a normal life, or at least a slice of a normal life. i know he cant just drop hunting, thats been well established, but i wish no one had to hunt. sigh…
i swear ill shut up soon but i really have… a lot to say. im sorry dlfuihaje… okay but i just also feel like sam would be such a sweet boyfriend/husband, u know? like, he’s so understanding and careful and soft with everyone. yeah, he can be really rough and angry and hes a really big dude, but he’s just… soft in personality overall? i feel like hed be able to calm me down when i get really freaked out, seeing as already just his voice is really calming. he always has great advice, and hes never judgmental. his hugs??? V GOOD!! my head would come up to his chest, the top of my head would barely be over his shoulders so just. being able to burrow into his chest n just curl up n be safe?? YEAH!!!
OKAY IM GONNA SHUT UP NOW I SWEAR!!! THANK YOU SO SO MUCH KAI THIS WAS SO FUN IM SORRY THIS WAS SO LONG I DIDNT MEAN FOR IT TO GET SO LONG I JUST. HH.. TOO MUCH TO SAY ABT SAM… i hate that i couldve made this so much longer…. thats such a cursed thought okay THANK U!!! here r cute gifs
#long post#long post tw#supernaturally soulmates#IM SORRY THIS IS SO LONG#I JUST KINDA STARTED WRITING AND THEN AFTER A WHILE I REALIZED AND I WAS LIKE O#THATS NOT GOOD#OOF#aizawa's kitten mutual
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[SGA] 2.03: Runner
Hello Kavan Smith!
He is adorkable in Eureka. Just saying. 1950s type charm. Doens’t know how to swear. It’s literally not in his programming.
Lorne is like “ffs what did I do? was I hitler in a past life?”
Aiden… wat are you doing? why are you in a tree. you are not a cat
“How come it smells like Im on vacation.” Bc Rodney is health concious, dont be a shit.
“That means quiet, right?” He says loudly.
*Ominous bush-rustling noises*
I love how we’re all running blindly in a dark forest at night.
Lorne is so fed up with this shit. Disappearing team members and being left babysitting Rodney is not fun.
“I don’t know, I was about to ask him.”
“Okay, be that way.”
Cave man doesn’t look happy. John looks… like John.
“Military?” John sounds so surprised.
Okay… Rodney, health concious is fine, but cell phones?
“Teyla, why should he trust us.” Delegating…
“He’s sick.” “Thought he’d been in the sun too long. Can make you sick here.” Ronan is the only smart one here!
Lorne is Major GrumpyCat in this episode…
“The hell are you doing?” “Getting my hand free” “Doesnt feel that way.”
“Something has to have kept Colonel Sheppard from shooting you all this time.”
Oh hai Ford… Rodney why are you just letting people walk up and take your gun from you?
Um, rude…
R U D E
Ford used to be such a sweet kid.
and now he’s tripping.
SAY NO TO DRUGS KIDS
“They hunted me. I hunted them back.”
Teyla’s shirts are always so distracting. It’s not her fault though. She’s amazing and could murder me in seconds.
Ford is acting so drunk right now…
Lorne does not appreciate that penlight.
“Oh, it’s getting better all the time.” Carson is such a sweetie.
“I don’t think an OR and a bloody army will fit through the gate.”
“Are you crazy you could have killed me!” Um, yes Rodney, he is batshit.
Jfc. Seven years? thats a long time to be alone.
“Off with the shirt, let’s have a look.” Carson is so freaking chill.
Jason Momoa without a shirt… whoo.
Oh, ew.
Ohmygod Rodney what the fuck?
Oh snapp… Ford looks P I S S E D
Ronan’s awake, the wraith are here and Rodney is stuck in a tree.
Ronan’s got the “im gonna freaking murder yah” face on.
“Could you get me down please?”
who the fuck even jumps into a wraith beam?
Caldwell is so optomistic lol. “I’ll be sure to include your feelings in my report.”
Oh no… poor Ronan. ;w;
#day 211#stargate#sga#stargate atlantis#stargate 365+1#sga 2x03#2x03#sga: runner#runner#gif: jumpingpuddles
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the GazettE Live Tour 18-19 THE NINTH / PHASE #04 -99.999- @ Backstage werk, Munich 2019.06.18.
It’s so bloody hot omg we all look like we’ve been swimming. It turned out the AC was broken (had been so for several years according to bar staff??), apparently it was 35-40C on stage due to the stage lights. I don’t know how hot it was in the rest of the hall but it was h o t. I’m surprised not more people collapsed tbh.
Ruki is... not doing well :( he’s taking a lot of breaks from singing and his voice sounded like it’s near breaking several times. (Edit: several people thought it’s connected to the eathquake/tsunami warning that happened back in Japan a bit earlier that day, but he really sounded like he was just getting ill)
Terry: Can we talk about how Ruki pushed two of his fingers all the way into his mouth and smooched them sensually as he took them out
Emi: Reita was insane, he kept coming to the front and he was just going crazy, widening his eyes and sticking out his tongue and omlll. He was sweating so much, his tech came out multiple times to clean up his sweat, I also saw aoi dripping sweat and ruki kept shaking his jacket.
Kai messed up a bit in UGLY and they nearly stopped (the others were all smiling/laughing) but they kept going after all. When they came on stage again for encore and it was time for Kai’s MC he started with “sorri.... I make... mistake...” 😂😂😂
Emi: Kai was freaking adorarable, he apolgised for messing up during ugly which was so cute, Ruki just looked back and started singing again and then shrugged and laughed, Aoi couldn't stop laughing either.
Ruki was a bit better for the encore!
Reita tried to time the throat-cut motion with Ruki for inside beast but Ruki only did it half-assedly so it failed 😂😭
Hyenaaaa I didn’t catch any of the Uruki action bc Reita came over to kamite and was playing with us 😭 BUT I caught the Aoiha afterwards!! Aoi came over to kamite and slowly went towards Uruha. Uruha noticed him and slowly lowered himself in front of Aoi (beaming). Aoi was nodding and smiling and it looked like they were talking. Then Uruha laughed and slowly got up again, Aoi (still smiling and nodding) moved behind him and played close behind him for a few moments until Uruha went back to his mic and Aoi went back to shimote.
Hika: Ruki put his arm around Uruha and few seconds later he patted his head lovely 😭😭😭
Hika: Kai's little solo at the end of Undying... It is E V E R Y T H I N G 😭😭😭😭
calmhyena: Uruha and aoi were super cheerful and uru interacted a lot with the crowd! He seemed happy, showed us that he was sweaty too and replied to our hearts with another heart!
Reita threw a pick towards kamite and it landed on the edge of the stage. He laughed (super cutely 😭😭😭) and then continued throwing to shimote.
Uruha recorded the crowd (with their cameraman’s extra equipment) while Kai was taking pictures! Despite everyone being exhausted the crowd cheered a lot.
Kou: At the end of the live, Uruha took a phone from staff that they were using to record and recorded the entire crowd, while interacting with everyone. 😭💕 He's such a sweetheart.
M&G:
I set a goal for myself: look Reita in the face (I never quite can) since it’s the last m&g for me. Kou went in front of me and f—... I get to Reita and he goes “hey hey look at me” in English 😭😭😭😭 I panicked and said いえいえいえいえ無理無理無理 (nononono impossible) and he LAUGHED and patted my hand
I asked a Ruki if he’s ok and he looked both happy and a little embarrassed. He said he’s alright, apologised while laughing, and then said thank you.
Me: ルキさん、大丈夫ですか？喉はどうですか？
R: あっ、なんとかなるよ。フフごめんね、ありがとう！
I told Kai: don’t worry about today’s miss! (I wanted to say more but he interrupted me by BURSTING OUT LAUGHING) Kai: HAHAHAHA SORRY SORRY (slapping my shoulder repeatedly and pulling at my hand until staff grabbed both my shoulders and basically frogmarched me past Uruha <-- I did not stay in front of him particularly long (and he made it hard to leave because he was pulling on my hand lol) so I don’t think the forceful handling was justified)
Staff kept shoving me past Uruha, I barely had time to say “thanks” :( he held on to my hand and held me back while staff shoved me further and further lol... I feel really bad for him being last. He has no time to talk to anyone and he loves m&g :/
Kou: Staff pushed us way too quickly through meet and greet, especially in front of Uruha, who was last. I was barely able to say otsukaresama before I was being shoved towards the door. The staff who was shoving people away from Uruha not only ruined a lot of fan experiences, but you could also tell Uruha was quite distressed.
Kou: Very disappointed with German venue staff. At both Cologne and Munich there was one, maybe two, good/kind staff, but the rest were all on power trips and were total dickheads.
Thread on B7Klan being less than accommodating, including neglecting to follow up on disabled customers.
Kou: The staff member (who was huge and muscley af btw) who was pulling people away from Uruha didn't just push like staff normally do, but would grab you by both shoulders or even by the hips and DRAG you away from him and shove you towards the door.
Lili: I just want to let you all know that when I told Reita "You rock!" He answered "Yes I Rock" and did a stupid pose doing 🤘🤘like of he was a statue model ... XD 💛
Emi: I was shaking after speaking to Aoi so I was super nervous going up to Reita, I wanted to say something simple like thank you and I love you. So obviously aishteru is a bit intense so I was told people usually say daisuki instead, well...
Emi: I went up to him and I could barely look at cus omfg it's Reita. I managed to get out thank you and daisuki But IT WAS SOOO EMBARASIINGNG. I felt like I was telling my school crush that u liked him, AND THEN HE STARTED GIGGLING AT ME.
Emi: After the Reita incident I was sooooo embarrassed so I couldn’t help but hide my face, Ruki took my hands and started laughing at how embarrassed I was, he was so smiley and warm and even though I only said thank you he really leaned in and listened to what I said.
Emi: Then we went to Kai, OMG WHAT. Kai is the most gorgeous human ever, he is ALWAYS smiling. Its important to know that I had been crying through the whole encore. so after I shook his hand I covered my face and he just said in the cutest voice "don't cry! Don't cry!"
Coldroute: Arm wrestling with Reita at the M&G - I WON !!!
Coldroute: And i touched his biceps - GUYS, THIS MAN HAS FUCKING MUSCLES I FELL IN LOVE IMMEDIATELY
Christina: I was shaking hands with Reita when i asked him to give me a high five and he said „yeah!!“ leaned back just so he could put extra power in his high five AND IT WAS AWESOME
Special shoutout to the friendly and helpful fans I met everywhere, you are all amazing! Thanks to fans who organised queueing when staff would not, and thank you so much to everyone who cooperated with the fan made systems and made this WT such an enjoyable experience ☺️💖
WT13 was quite stressful and not that enjoyable for me so I ended up skipping WT16, but you guys have showed me that world tours can be amazing (even though I wish we had ticket numbers eliminating the dumb system of making people sleep on the street).
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!!! omg u saw ateez?? tell us abt ur concert how was the show!!!!
asdjksadj yES I DID SAW THEM YESTERDAY IN BUDAPEST and ngl it was the best night of my life,, tbh i have never felt this happy. my thoughts r still all over the place nd i’ve cried many times today bcs i feel so overwhelmed nd yeah it was great
i had the ga entrance ticket so i was somwhere in the middle of the crowd but since im pretty tall i could see the boys well. imo the venue wasnt suitable for an event like this, i bet smaller ppl couldnt see well bcs of others holding their photos up almost all the time and the stage wasnt high enough…… but im not gonna talk abt the bad stuff
the boys were……. i cant find words to describe their talent, beauty, performance, kindness,… they were so sweet and loud and all giggly and happy. the photos/videos dont rly show how beautiful they are and also how amazingly they sing/rap live. i knew they were good but i didnt know they were tHAT GOOD. hala hala was hell of an experience!!!! and during promise i was literally an emotional wreck
yunho is my bias, right… and that boy… is now the only man in the world for me,, im sooo in love with him. he was the sweetest and i couldnt keep my eyes off of him. he was beaming all the time nd they way he looked at the fans?? omg i have never seen a more loving expression in my life. i wish i could just hold his hand:( i know i sound like some stupid fangirl asjdksa its just…. idek i havent felt strong emotions like that in ages so lol
i could talk about each member for hours, but i feel like i have to mention specially seonghwa . he rly caught my attention, which hasnt happened before the concert, i mean not THAT MUCH,, but now… man… his skin tone looks like a bronze asdjaskjo his smile is so bright his hair omg his hair… his black roots r already visible under his blonde hair and let me tell you… its looks hot and makes him even more goodlooking like hows that even possible???? plus he said very kind words before the end and i was just akhdkashfk ygm
uhhh i feel like crying again . im so thankful that i could see them, even though i wasnt that close to them and i didnt even have the vip ticket. they showed me that life is worth living, which is something that i rly need to keep in mind now. im gonna end this here, thank you miss harleigh for asking i lov you and im sorry if it doesnt make much sense h ehe
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アキレ〜さん〜お誕生日おめでとう〜
@red-dyed-sarumane SENPAI!!!!!!!!!!!! happy borth ur and old boy now and i did a cursed thing instead of writing something nice bc this was something that was brought up once and now its a must.
i hope u have a great day. buy the mic bitch.
Adopting Risru
im so sorry for everything here it gets really uncomfortable at certain points but never crosses anything i promise i just had to work with a lot of tropes that most often deal with love so. yknow. i promise i love you senpai and im supporting you 100% !!!!!! this wasnt an excuse to write sickly things!!!!!! i look forward to more utaite conversations~.
im not gonna read it over
Genre: cursed
Word Count: 3877
The girl was sitting in her room, playing with her necklace solemnly. She sighed and began humming the melody to one of her favourite songs.
“Miwaku 1, 2, 3, kimi o tanjun ni, ubai satteshimau joudou, risei to no kyouhou,” she sang absentmindedly. Akire didn’t think of her voice as super amazing, but she’d been working hard on her range.
“Akire! Come downstairs I have a present for you!”
For a moment, Akire was confused. But then she remembered– it was her birthday!
As she made her way downstairs, Akire wondered what the present could possibly be. Maybe her mother would give her more money to buy albums but...thinking of the twenty something in her room it seemed unlikely. She could always hope though.
Akire heard a small noise. She looked down for a moment.
“Nani the fuck!!!!????”
Lying on the stair was her turtle Sui, on their back. Their toes were wiggling, trying to flip right side up.
Akire shook her head, “Sui, you’re such a dumbass.” The turtle looked at her. “Don’t you dare fucking piss.”
(this scene doesn't work anymore but FUCK man im still keeping it in)
Akire quickly returned the turtle to its tank and then finally made her way downstairs. But Akire was a clumsy baka so she tripped down the last three stairs.
“Itai yo!!!!!!” she shouted, like the damn weeb she was. She landed on her stomach, arms out. She lied there for a moment, tired.
Akire’s mother walked up. “Let’s go! We’re going to the pet store for your birthday!”
Akire shot up immediately. Would she finally be able to buy Water Vapor!?
“No more turtles though,” her mother said.
Akire pouted but understood. Her turtles were dumb. Cleaning their tank was work. Maybe she could get a cute little cat...
The idea of a cat got Super Nuko Ni Naritai stuck in her head. She began reciting the odd part at the beginning, making her mother shake her head in disappointment, but not surprise.
Upon finally reaching the pet store, Akire dashed inside. The cute dogs at the front of the store caught her eye immediately. She stayed at the windows where a bulldog, a golden retriever, and an Australian shepherd were playing. She was cooing and melting over their excitement.
A cat to her right caught her eye. Akire quickly moved onto the cats, watching the lazy balls of fur sitting, watching, waiting. They were so kawaii!!!!!!!!! She began singing Super Nuko Ni Naritai again, thanking the gods (Mafumafu) that it was in Japanese so no one could hear her inner furry.
“Hello! Have you heard of our new pet for sale?” a store clerk said, coming up to her.
Before Akire could even respond, the woman dragged her to the back of the store. In a cage was a small fox, a kitsune more accurately. The creature had odd navy fur, bordering on a dark violet. The orbs were an enchanting blue, curious, and unmoving.
“He’s only $42,069! So cheap for such a rare specimen!” the clerk said. She seemed desperate.
“Uhm-” Akire didn’t have that sort of money.
“Come on!!!!! He’s very cute.” As if to demonstrate this point, the clerk waved a treat in front of the glass. The kitsune perked up, but instead of doing a trick, he growled and scratched at the glass. When the treat didn’t magically osmosis through the glass, he backed up and crashed into the barrier, only to fall back into his cage.
“Cute...sure...” Akire said with suspicion.
“He’s just uhm...he takes some getting used to!” the clerk declared, seemingly more desperate.
Somehow, someway the gods above (Yukimi) must have carried Akire towards the cage, because before she knew it, she was standing in front of the creature.
Akire held out her hand, expecting the kitsune to start growling again. But instead the little fox sat and watched her. When Akire moved her hand to the side, it followed the movement.
“I think he likes you!” the clerk said rather forcefully. “You should buy him!”
Akire shook her head, “Oh I really don’t have that sort of money...I spend it on uhm, various musical interests.” Akire thought of her many albums.
Her mother walked up to the two. “Oh! What a cute little fox. Do you want him?” she asked her daughter.
“It’s expensive though...”
“How much?”
“$42,069,” Akire replied.
“Oh that’s perfectly fine!” her mother beamed. “It’s your birthday, we can afford it!!!!”
Akire watched as the poor kitsune was wrangled out of its cage. The creature didn’t seem to like the store clerks too much. Akire felt bad for him. He was kawaisou.
After the transaction at the counter, the store clerk turned to Akire. The creature was now in a small cage, with a leash (did....did leashes even work on foxes? Were you supposed to walk it???) and a blanket.
“What would you like to name him?”
Akire couldn’t explain why she thought of this name. Maybe it held some relevance to her in some other universe, perhaps it was the name of another utaite that she so loved.
“Risru,” she replied. The kitsune – now Risru – hummed at the sound, as if in approval (I really don’t know what to say here, really, what DOES the fox say. Like???? It doesn't bork does it??? no????????????? wa pa pa papapow! wa pa pa papapow!!)
***
At home, Akire was playing with Risru. For the first hour or so, he was curious, but still hesitant. He would only bring himself about a foot towards her, before scurrying off. The only thing that would keep him near her was a snack.
“Risru-chan! Kocchi kocchi!!!!” she cried. Akire waved a toy in front of her, piquing the curiosity of the kitsune.
The fox squeaked and jumped towards the toy, evidently landing in Akire’s lap. She rubbed behind his ears, giving him ALL the good rubs and pats. Risru stilled first, tense and uncertain. But after such pat, very rub, he calmed and leaned into Akire.
The time seemed to have flown by, and Akire was being called for dinner.
“So, how is he?” her mother asked.
Akire quickly responded, “He’s cute! I don’t know why he likes me though...I’m just super plain...”
Her mother chuckled, “Ha ha, maybe you’re just special!”
Akire rolled her eyes. “Special” she wasn’t special she was just a normal girl who definitely didn’t have magic powers or super strong strength or a great voice, s u r e.
She finished her dinner quickly and went upstairs. It was the ripe time of nine o’clock. Akire stopped by the bathroom mirror, catching herself and her very plain-boring-definitely-not-actually-super-pretty-and-will-cause-a-love-triangle appearance.
Her waist-length, brown hair hung, surrounded her face and simple brown orbs. Akire sighed, and didn’t mind whatever the mirror showed her. She began walking back to her room. Noticing the time, she sent out Oha’s to her favourite utaite.
“Silvana-oniichan!!! Ohayougozaimasu!!!!!!!!!!! And send tweet.”
As she walked into her room, she bumped into someone. The sudden crash surprised her, sending her phone out of her hand.
“Kyaaaaa~”
Suddenly Akire felt as though this was some school hallway. There were people staring as she fell down dramatically, her hair flowing majestically behind her.
She looked up and met with a face. If this was some dumb manga he’d be the new kid in school.
“Are you alright?” he asked.
Oh no. He was hot.
The man helped her up. Akire felt all the blood rush to her cheeks as he did. His sapphire blue orbs twinkled, her reflection within them. His messy blue hair somehow flowed perfectly, cutely circling his face. Akire looked up further...were those...ears?
The man looked quite confused, “Akire-chan? Are you okay?”
Akire felt his hand touch her shoulder to check her condition. The touch sent tingles and shivers all over her body. Was this a good thing?
“Ah! Yes...arigatou...uhm...”
“Risru,” he finished for her.
It caught Akire off guard. “Ri..Risru-chan?”
He blinked – God (Isubokuro) even the way he blinked was perfect. His mouth pulled into a sweet smile, his teeth perfectly in line. “Yes, Akire-chan?”
Startled, Akire scurried back, tripping over her bottle of tea and falling onto the floor. “What...Risru...what happened!? WHAT!!???” She looked at him, now from a different perspective she noticed something. He didn’t have a shirt on! In fact, the only thing covering up his...member ( imsorryimsorryimsorryimsorryimsorryimsorry ;)))))))))) was a random piece of cloth.
Akire turned her face away, not without a glance at his sculpted, fine, perfect abs. His six pack made her blush even more redder.
“Go put on a shirt! Or something!!” she demanded.
Risru quickly apologized and went to find one of Akire’s many oversized sweaters. He threw on Akire’s favourite MCR T-shirt and pulled his hair into a messy bu-
“What the fuck!! What the hell did you do with Risru-chan?? Give him back!” Akire somehow turned chibi and began hitting the full grown man with her fists like they did in the anime.
Risru laughed. His laugh was cute, admittedly. But...it’s not like she’d ever say that!!! Baka!!!!! The way his voice carried throughout the room, and sent warmth through her was nice. Akire would like to hear his laugh a lot.
Risru’s laugh was contagious. Akire found herself laughing as well.
“Kawaii,” he whispered, as if in awe.
“Eh???????????”
“You’re cute. Your smile is nice, I hope to see it more,” he said. “Yoroshiku onegaishimasu~~~” He bowed, showing off the cute, fluffy ears atop his head. But they were bad ears that were obviously made by an amateur furry artist because he also had his normal ears so he had four ears and it looked dumb.
Akire flushed EVEN harder. Her face was most certainly as red as Mafumafu-sama’s orbs. “Th-this still doesn’t explain what you did with Risru-chan!”
Risru scratched his head awkwardly, his ears twitching (the furry ones, not the human ones). “Well, I’m actually cursed by a great mage...” his tail swished sadly. “For 12 hours of the day I’m able to assume my normal form, for the other 12 I’ve been cursed to stay in the body of a-”
“Fox?”
“A human.”
Akire stared. “You...you’re supposed to be a fox?”
Risru looked extremely sad. He nodded.
“But...why would you want to be a fox?” Akire tried to ignore the very Shrek-Like Plot that Risru-chan had just presented to her.
Risru looked almost insulted. “The pets! The rubs! I’m so cute when I’m a fox, tons of people just wanna pet me. But after the curse I turned temperamental, that’s why I was so angry with all the staff at that store. Stupid human emotions.”
Akire just sighed, supposing that receiving physical affection was a good enough reason to want to be an animal. She supposed that being a fox also meant not having to go to school or work at all either.
“Akire?” he mother called up from the bottom of the stairs. “What are you yelling about up there??????”
Akire swore, “Risru-chan, you can’t be loud. I...I have to hide you! This is a secret, okay? You said for twelve hours?”
“Yeah from 8pm to 8am.”
“You can’t leave this room from those times. I promise I’ll take you out during the day when you’re a fox.” Akire bowed. “Hontou ni sumimasen!!!!”
Risru ruffled her hair, and smirked. “It’s okay, Akire-chan.”
***
The realization dawned upon Akire quite quickly. She had ordered Risru to stay in her room, and of course, that would mean he had to sleep in her room and well...
“Akire-chan, you’re wonderful, but I don’t want to sleep on tea stains! I want to be warm,” he pouted cutely.
There was only one bed.
Akire’s heart began to thump. No matter how much she tried to convince Risru to sleep on the floor, that she’d get fluffy pillows and sheets from elsewhere, he stubbornly refused it all.
“Aw c’mon! You get to wake up to a cute fox~” he teased.
Now, if this was a good story (or maybe this would actually make it better idk) Akire would realistically wake up at like 7 in the morning for her morning class (as a result, wake up to a Hot Man which honestly wouldn’t be too awful if youre like super thirsty or smt). But luckily, Akire-chan goes to ~~Animu School~~ so everything works out!!
Akire conceded, “Fine! But you have to sleep as far away from me as possible!”
And so they went to bed. Akire huddled into the far-left side, letting Risru spread out on the right. She tried desperately not to think of his cute grin and Rock Hard Biceps, eventually falling asleep.
Akire tossed and turned all night, feeling trapped in her sleep. At one point, she seemed to hit something in her sleep, eliciting a grunt from whatever she hit.
As promised, the next morning a small Kitsune was resting under her arm. His cute nose twitched in Risru-chan’s sleep. Akire slowly woke him up, and he yowled (I DON'T KNOW WHAT SOUND THEY MAKE IM SORRY) before climbing all over her for pets.
Wait...how did he get under her arm if he only recently turned into a fox??????
“I wonder...” Akire mused. “Oh well!! Maybe he was just cold.”
--Taimu skippu to 2 weeks later—
Akire how now been living with Risru for two weeks...you know what that means dear readers....fourteen nights................
It was Winter Break (for the sake of this story we’re not going to change the times despite it not really making sense, even though I could do it very easily tis FINE WHATEVER) !!! Akire usually never went away, so she was extremely excited to stay home and do Absolutely Nothing.
“Akire dear,” her mother called. “You’ll be alone for the next week okay??? I’m going on a trip with your father!!!!!!! Stay safe!!!”
Akire gasped. Her parents away for the entire time that meant....she turned to the small blue fox who was playing with one of her dogs – the one that liked Amatsuki.
She would be alone with Risru-chan for an entire week!!!!!!
So, you know EXACTLY what happened :))))))))))))))
AKIRE DID LOTS OF TWITCASTSS!!!!!!!
Sometimes Risru would join in, doing duets to songs like Myoujou Galactica and providing the Scream during Hibana since Akire couldn’t (yet).
“Twitcasting is really fun with you, Risru-chan,” Akire exclaimed. “Your voice is so nice,” she continued.
Risru noticed the expression on her face, the way her golden orbs seemed to lose their glow, and how her smile was turning upside down. “Eh, I think your voice is nicer though,” he said simply.
“Uso darou!!!!!!! There’s no way!!” Akire threw a pillow at him.
Risru threw the pillow back in response. This resulted in a full on pillow fight between the two of them. At one point, Risru managed to hit her right in the face, and she began to laugh.
“Kawaii......bishoujo.......deshu...”
“Baka!!! Urusai!!” Akire shouted. She shot the pillow back towards him. Eventually Risru tackled her, his bulging muscles stopping her from moving.
“I think you’re great at singing, and you’re very cute,” Risru whispered into her ear. He smelled like cigarettes and coffee (risru never touched either of those in his life but that's showbiz babey).
Akire found herself getting embarrassed from the words. “Baka!!!” she threw him off and dove into bed. Risru was still smirking when she peaked her head over.
And then he kabedon’ed her to the wall, suddenly he was wearing a leather jacket and his jawline was perfect, cutting. His orbs were an animal’s, rough and filled with passion, hunger. Using a deeper, throaty voice, he growled, “What’s up?” He flicked his head up and did the weird man-nod thing.
Akire smirked, “The sky.”
Risru almost pouted, “What!? You don’t...buy my Bad Boy Act??? This is so strange. NO ONE has ever resisted my charms!! This is a travesty!”
Akire flipped her hair, “I guess I'm not like other girls.”
Risru was now legally contracted to get Akire to fall under his cute charms so she could give him all the pets.
(this is the part in the wattpad fanfiction where things start taking a very dark and somewhat unexpected turn. If I cared to actually write it, it would go something like this:
“No!! You can’t take Risru away! He’s just like you and me!” Akire cried out desperately. But it was too late. The Furry Collectors had already muzzled the fox and were muttering amongst themselves.
Akire resolved that she would save Risru no matter what.
This would be the training montage and Akire would become very good at nearly everything in the span of about two months, including things like knife throwing, dodging, jiu-jitsu and maybe like wrestling or something. Definitely a badass with a sword or something.
Her trainer is an old man and she left a note to her parents explaining that she was on an exchange and they for some reason didn’t question it.
Akire stealthily made her way around the premises of the iron-clad building. She evaded all of the traps and managed to successfully beat up the guards outside.
Once inside, she located the control room, where she shut off all the power. Suddenly, all the furries began running out of their cages. Some of them were in human form, with tails and ears sticking out. Others were still animals, dogs, cats, and the like running away.
Akire threaded through the mass of furries, trying to find Risru.
“Risru-chan!” she called, running from room to room.
Eventually, she reached a room with very big doors that said “BOSS” on them.
“This must be the boss room,” she concluded.
The doors automatically opened, and Akire stepped inside. Immediately she saw Risru in his human form, stuck behind bars.
“Akire-chan!” he cried out. “You have to run, it’s not safe here.”
Akire’s orbs glinted with determination, “I’m not leaving here without you.”
“Well, well, well,” a low voice said from behind her. Akire turned and saw a figure emerge from the shadows. “Look what we have here.”
“Let him go!!” Akire drew her sword, holding it by her side. She charged at what seemed to be a slightly older man. His eyes flashed purple and he grinned, drawing two swords.
The two engaged in an epic fight, with Risru watching helplessly from the sides.
“Muahahahahah!!! You are a foolish little girl,” the man declared. “My project is almost complete. By midnight, your little fox’s worst dream will come true,” he sneered.
“No!” Akire shouted. She delivered a blow to his arm, knocking one of the swords out of the Villain’s hands.
“Yes! He will become a full human!!”
Akire gasped, her confusion stunning her for a moment. “YOU MONSTER! HOW COULD YOU DO THAT TO HIM!?” Risru howled from the side out of despair. Akire felt her heart growing heavy. Risru-chan didn’t deserve any of this!!
Fueled by anger, Akire pulled out her ultimate weapon, a shiny red button.
“I only wanted to save Risru-chan. But I can’t forgive you,” Akire said sternly. Her eyes were shaded by her bangs, and the shading around her pupils looked different to signify how serious she was getting.
Akire clicked the button she had and was suddenly enveloped in light. She was lifted into the air, and her eyes closed calmly. Suddenly, all of her clothing was being replaced with stuff that looked like it was from an idol game, her hair was being done up, and her sword was growing bigger.
Some random angel choir seemed to be singing one of her favourite songs, yet again.
“春と黒髪 夏の浅瀬 秋色の頬 冬は寝起きの悪い君も”
Akire turned all her attention on Villain-san and charged at him with her power. “You won’t get away with this!” she cried out.
The villain was overwhelmed, he screeched as Akire knocked him unconscious.
“ボクはボクはどれも好きだったよ”
Akire turned to Risru, who was still locked in the cage. She raised her hand and some weird magic energy flew out of it, blowing up a portion. Risru-chan ran out, meeting Akire for a hug.
“山紫水明 染まる君と 百花繚乱の日々よ 記憶の彼方へ”
Risru’s shirt was ripped, showing off his Rock Hard Abs. “I missed you so much Akire-chan.”
“Me too Risru-chan. I was so worried,” she exclaimed. “All my training, everything paid off.”
“I knew you could do it. After all, kimi wa boku no (pico) kawaii bishoujo desu.”
Akire’s chocolate orbs sparkled, “Of course, I’m not like other girls.” She threw on her favourite MCR sweatshirt, and threw her hair into a messy bu-
An alarm went off in the building. People were scattering, running around causing a panic. One scientist ran past them, “It’s gonna blow! Our great overlord has fallen!! Someone carry his body out!!”
“ずっと見惚れたい”
Risru held her hand and they ran out of the building, Akire’s magical girl appearance slowly falling, leaving her in the clothes she came in.
“ずっと触りたい”
They reached a window, but it was high up, at least four stories. “We’re going to have to jump,” Risru said, his voice trembling. “Hold onto me, okay Akire-chan?”
“さよなら さよなら”
Risru leaped off of the building with inhuman skill (bcos he is a furry and anime logic) landing safely on the ground. The two quickly began to run.
Behind them the building was being ripped apart with white threads, slowly turning orange before the iron and metal makings broke, the explosion setting the nearby trees on fire. The sound and vibrations tore at their ears. Shrapnel from the bombs was flying everywhere, and the energy of the impact caused the forest to pulse.
For a time, Akire couldn’t hear. But she could feel the heat of the explosion as she ran away from it, Risru by her side.
“季節の”
It was pretty epic.
“折々にて”
Yeah I think it would go like that. And then after she’d return her magical girl button to her trainer and come back home as if nothing happened and they didn't just get rid of some furry-destroying organization. But in reality this would never finish bc wattpad writers have a hard time transitioning from slice-of-life to action and their action scenes usually suck no offense)
--taimu skippu to less than a year later—
“Surprise!!!!! Otanjoubi omedetou!!!!!!!!” Risru exclaimed.
From behind his back, he pulled out a small gift that was horribly wrapped. Akire guessed that the fox did his best, but if he wasn’t allowed to leave during the night...he definitely wrapped it in fox form.
Akire unwrapped the box, inside was a microphone.
“Ri-Risru-chan....” she teared up.
The boy’s ears twitched with excitement.
“How did you even buy this?”
Risru smirked, “Don’t worry about the details! Hatsutoukou o tanoshimi ni shitemasu!!!!!!”
~ and they lived happily ever after ~
:)) i hope you enjoyed that. please dream about buff risru who's plot revolves around shrek and anime and wattpad. thank u for hitting up my inbox so you could drag me further into utaite hell and i hope u get lots of albums
#do i even tag this as utaite#i really dont want to#this shouldnt plague the utaite tag#writing#my writing#CURSED#PLEASE DONT OPEN THIS#fanfic
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How EXO Show Their Affection
“Hi me again ~ could you make an headcanon about how would jongin show his love for his gf”
so i am going to do this bullet point style so i can get all these members down!
(all gif creds to the original owners)
Suho:
(he’s so handsome like???)
i think he would be pretty stereotypical™ and cheesy
he would love to give and send you flowers
every other week you’ll have a cute ass bouquet at your doorstep w a cheesy note saying “your love x” .
oho it’s so greasy but you’re still all blushy and smiley afterwards.
he will also send a gushing good morning text whenever he’s away or misses you.
i think in general, he will tell you he loves you a lot.
and will beam like an idiot when you say it back.
Xiumin:
(HERE’S A SOUL I WANT TO PROTECT I W MY ENTIRE BEING)
i don’t think he would be as obvious as our greasy leader
understated is this boy’s thing, bc he’s a lil’ shy
i think he will be extra clingy
he will nuzzle into you like a cat pining for attention
and you obvs give in (bc who wouldn’t?!)
it would be cuddles for days and i sincerely doubt this sweetheart would ever let go
lots of back cuddles too
you’ll just be standing around and oH minseok hey
Luhan:
(must u ruin me like this?)
okay i think he would for sure spoil you
but he would also be super thoughtful about it
he’ll remember every time you’d have ever said “i like that!” when passing a shop window or looking online
and one day a lil’ box will appear on your bed
you’d half forgotten that you had even mentioned it until you opened it
then you’d melt
and he would look lowkey smug but also lovingly because wow you are so cute when you open stuff omg
and he’d smother you in lil’ kisses bc he can’t resist
Kris:
(he looks so damn soft somebody punch me)
i highkey think his thing would be matching stuff
if he saw a jacket that he really liked, he would get a matching one for you
you guys would have matching rings and studs if your ears are pierced
even novelty stuff like stuffed animals, esp for when he’s away.
i reckon he would also send lil’ video messages
he’d blub and rant away about you
he’d apologise bc he thinks he’s being cringy but you’re probs too blushy for words.
so you’ll probs both cry and miss each other even more
Lay:
(you can fight me if you think you’ve seen a purer soul)
okay get ready for the sweetest human being in existence
he’s so clingy and loving all the time
most definitely will pepper you w kisses whenever he walks in the door
like suho, will probably tell you how much he loves you every other day
he will also probably write about you
a lot of his solo stuff will be all mushy about his favourite person
but he will be hella shy to show / play it to you
you’ll probably just fall in love with him all over again every time
just let that sweet lil’ voice and guitar playing whisk you off your feet.
Baekhyun:
(this boy’s duality i sWEAR)
playful teasing all the way from this fiend
he’ll go in to kiss you but will pull away all of a sudden
he’ll tickle you to death
he’ll pick you up when you least expect it
every time it’s “sorry baby, i’m only teasing”
but you bet he’ll keep doing it.
he’d love the reaction and the cute whine when you’re playfully denied
so ofc he’d give in and he’s all cute again
Chen:
(this is so mushy and cute i wanna cry)
okay so i think he’s such a greaseball
flowers, notes, cards, the lot.
he’s so in love and just has so many words to describe it
he’ll definitely sing to you w that insane range he has
but it’ll be sweet and quiet just for you, so only you can hear it
also just expect dumb one liners and pickup lines
accompanied w that dumb laugh he has when they work or don’t
he’ll have a new one for every other day, don’t you worry
Chanyeol:
(hello yes i am in love w park chanyeol)
okay so this big puppy is probably the most affectionate
he’s full of cuddles and sweetness and if you don’t melt every day when he’s around, you’re dating the wrong person
especially loves surprise hugs from behind.
he’ll just pull you into his arms and hold you there
he’s squashing you and you can’t breathe but cute right???
he will definitely write songs about you like the talented ass he is
he’ll be super proud and excited to show you
and then that smooth, deep voice hits you and bam smitten.
D.O:
(fuck off that was the purest thing i have ever seen i am suing)
generally i think soo is quite understated
so when he does say those 3 words, he means it and it makes the moment that much more sincere.
but i am firm believer that he also has a big ol’ soft side
he’ll just bring you back this soft toy
it’d be on your bed with a note saying that it reminded him of you.
you’ll call him and ask why w a chuckle, because it’s so unlike him
and he’ll shyly reply “because it was cute”
and you’ll be dying because you have the cutest boyfriend in the world
Tao:
(exucez moi s’il vous plait?! ce n’est pas juste?!)
i think he would love to spoil you
he’s just happy he has someone to pay for and cherish completely
he’d love to take you out to dinner a lot
probs w a new necklace he got for you
he knows that money isn’t the way to your heart, he just wants people to know you’re his when ppl ask when that necklace is from
like baek, he’s a big ol’ tease just to to top it all off.
but you know that it’s all affection so you’ll play along;)
Kai:
(how is this man’s smile brighter than my entire future? nasa exlpain)
here’s one of the softest boys alive
although he’s probably quite understated w his affection, it’d still be cute
he’d have super sentimental stuff
he’d keep the tickets from the first movie you saw together
or he’d take pictures of you at that blossom tree you always walk past
he’d also do silly things like buy matching phone cases
or matching lil’ toys that he named
idk he’d just be like a high school girl, but it’d be so pure and vanilla i just
Sehun:
(i turn into a complete train wreck at the sight of him l o r d y he’s hot shit)
okay so his affection will be light teasing and wit all the way
“you want to cuddle? i mean i guess i have to”
but it’s such bs he’s so soft for you
he’ll smile like an idiot whenever he looks at his lock screen because you’re smiling back
i also lowkey think he would have a lil’ polaroid of you as a good luck charm bc he’s all sentimental
and whilst all the members have boring contact names, your name w a lil’ heart will stand out on his phone
he may not say those 3 words as much, but when he does it means a whole lot
okay so i tried to do this quickly but it’s suddenly midnight lmao whoops. i tried to vary this as much as possible but it’s always a lil’ difficult w 12 ppl! hoped you guys enjoyed AND had a good christmas! <3
#exo#exo reactions#exo scenarios#exo fluff#suho#junmyeon#kim junmyeon#xiumin#minseok#kim minseok#luhan#lu han#kris#yifan#wu yifan#kris wu#lay#yixing#zhang yixing#baekhyun#byun baekhyun#chen#jongdae#kim jongdae#chanyeol#park chanyeol#d.o#kyungsoo#do kyungsoo#tao
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aight ive been getting super emo over my favourite sunny eyed dreamboat boy mr sir van mccann so im just going to record my catb concert from three years ago here so it doesnt “wisp away with the sands of time” as i wrote in seventh grade (not after the catb concert) disclaimer i kno that some catb fans say that catb arent the same as they were way back when and im not here to counter that but this is what happened to me when catb were still small and it was 2015 and i know that things mustve changed but im here to document my own experience my hands are shaking btw
June 9 2015 - Varsity Theatre, Minneapolis MN
We got to the venue super early cos we wanted front row or something super fuckin close to front row and yeah man there were maybe like 5 people ahead of us super cool i had my clear backpack, my classic clear concert backpack, and im not really sure how we passed the time but eventually i was “sent on a mission” to see what lies in the alley between the venue and the adjacent building and so i walk over as casually as possible and i pass by the alley and turn my head and lo and behold tall boy Van is standing there in his green reflective sunglasses and dark outfit and i fuckign STOP cos van just he radiates this wonderful energy of that classic leo magnificence but hes smiling, hes friendly and he waves to me and i, being socially inexperienced, am too afraid to approach him so i wave back and WALK BACK THE WAY I CAME. so van watches me pass by the alley, wave at his wave, and then go back. super weird. i regret it but i think its funny. all i know is van smiled at me and he waved at me and i did something clumsy
concert: fuckin grand man i love the balcony, i love the red lights, i loved being second row dead center in front of dreamboat boy i love hourglass i still have my all time fav catb song rango on video fuckin class tops every concert ive been to so far bc i was second row (but am was so good too)
post concert: we were waiting s o l o n g for catb to come out. they didnt come out. I again was sent another mission back to the alley and there i saw a Very Tall Figure and was like fuck. somehow we approached and somehow I got pushed to the front so alas im standing in this narrow fucking alley at like midnight w a very tall man (whos beaming at me, sunglasses OFF) and since im in the front vans like approaching and i was yellin at myself like dont fuckign stand there bihinch so i muster the courage to meet him halfway and he greets me and holds out his hand for me to shake (I shake it) and here things start getting a little blurry in terms of order so here it is, most likely out of order but who will ever know for sure:
Somehow we hug. I forgot if i asked or if it just happendd but we hug. Hes very soft and very warm and he smiled.
i told him how great the concert was and how much i loved his music and how his concert “made my night.” He said something (while smiling) and then he said “youve just made my night” and of course i insist that hes made MY night cos like... no ones ever told me i meant something before so i told him again “you made my night” and HE SAYS “YOUVE MADE MINE” AGAIN LIKE BOY...... TAKE MY COMPLIMENT (he won the argument i left it at “no, you made my night”)
i remember that i got him a gift and a letter so at some point i pull it out and hand it to him. He smiles and says thank you, “i’ll be sure to read it” and tucks the letter into his chest pocket meanwhile i also hand him a little stuffed turtle and i, being a Weakling in social situations, quickly explain that i hope he likes it and that “im not sure if you like turtles, but-” and he cuts me off and reassures me that h eDOES like turtles and he takes the Little Turtle in his hand and bends down next to me (cos im small and van is Tall) and tells me about the time a fan gave him a little turtle bracelet ehich he wore almost all the time and pointed to his wrist of the arm he wore it with (i forget, oh dear. i believe it was his right?) (”but it broke”) and he looked at me and smiled while we were in that position his presence is very warm and then he straightens back up and holds the little turtle in his hand up against the golden streetlight where he “promises to take good care of it” and i swear the pure joy on his face the entire time made me fall in love (though it fell dormant until 2018)
At soe point i take a very bad, very poor quality selfy with van but to this day it remains on the back of my clear phonecase becasue we looked so happy despite the terrible lighting and it reminds me of him. van had to bend down next to me to take the picture, and his arm was around my shoulders. He was hesitant to stand back upright cos he thought i wanted ot take more. i didnt (another regret but boy do i treasure the one selfy)
I hand my phone to catbs old manager for group pics. He (the manager) and van take selfies on my phone, which i dont discover until later
we take group pictures. we r all happy. i havent looked at those.
i know its time to leave because i want the other fans to meet the band. I dont want to leave obviously. I ask van for another hug. I hold on to him very tight, and he does the same. i can only reach his collarbone, despite him bending down to reach me.
Van has an endearing way of hugging, ive noted, where we hug at the side (my right, his left) together while the other sides are kinda separate, not touching, but u have ur arms wrapped around eachother, my right arm underneath his left and onto his back while he can quite literally put his entire arm around me, the opposite arms are kind of around each other. I try to go onto my toes to hold on to him closer because he feels like a safe haven and he makes me feel like i belong somewhere and he makes me feel tranquil and warm and everything positive but not in the jittery excitement kind of way, just peaceful. I hold on to him very tight. its the last time.
We wave goodbye. its very cold without him despite being warm enough to wear a skirt and short sleeve
I go home and remember that i have another little turtle, but this one is blue and a bit worn (thus i gave van the green one). I name it Van and keep it on my bookshelf.
#sometimes when im upset i repeat these details to myself in order to ingrain it into my memory forever becasue#im so afraid of losing it and of losing the memory of him.#and this is why its so hard for me to believe that hes changed (for the Not Better) because when i met him#you couldnt mistake the pure happiness on his fasce and no one really has ever looked that way because of me before#and so ever since then i like to call van my best friend because tast how he made me feel like we were best frineds#but i know we arent and i think it would be sad to call him that when these days i do have friends so i call him my 'Best Fendi' cos hes a#'designer boy' and fendi is pretty close to friend in terms of spelling and ive realized the yellow lights are the yellow of fendi hahah#oh man im oging to cry i havent iver tried writing stories that are based off of this but ive never written anything so specific#like plotlines tossed this is what happened this is what i remember no characters to hide behind nothing this is it#its been htree years and i still havent gone back to listen to tyrants or watch my videos i know ill cry if i do#it was the first time i felt like i belonged somewhere because up until then the only friends i had were toxic friends#so i like to think of van as my first friend#ok im fuckign rambling now im going to stop here hahahhahhah#ignore me#june 9 2015#if if if#this is why im so in denial of what youve been saying about van changing i just after that i couldnt believe#i cant believe that what they say and the boy i met are the same#even though rationally i know they are right but Emo Me loves to disregard it thus this blog is still functioning#with love letters and sappy tags and heart eyes#maybe i wont ever come to accept it#and so van became one of my fav boys not just catb as my top 4 bands but van himself#i dont knwo i dont have enough control over the english language to descrive everything i dont i wish i did#💚💚💚
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night terrors and sweet dreams - chp. 1
it’s @adrinino-november and NaNoWriMo, so of course that means i’m going to do a ninoir longfic. buckle in kids (it’s been...... a While since i’ve done anything longer than a oneshot)
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Adrien and Nino had a policy to tell each other everything. It started after Nino chewed Adrien’s dad out one too many times without telling him first, but it stuck because they agreed it was just good policy to be open with your friends. Secrets aren’t a good foundation for any kind of relationship.
Of course, Adrien hated it, but he did have to keep one secret from his best friend. And he was really regretting it now, because it had landed him in one hell of an awkward conversation.
He and Nino were video chatting, under the guise of helping each other with homework. It was one of those rare Sunday evenings when Adrien had nothing scheduled, though his father was busy downstairs, running around like a madman and breaking the souls of his interns in the rush to plan their spring line. Adrien was quite happy to stay in his room and do nothing for a while.
They actually were working on homework for a few minutes. When Nathalie came in to check on him, Adrien hurried to look busy, but then they stuck to it even after she left, and lapsed into silence, with the rapid tapping of Nino’s pencil on his desk keeping time.
“Hey, dude?” Nino asked after a minute. His voice sounded strained, and Adrien figured he was having trouble with the math problem they were on. He definitely was.
“Yeah?” Adrien asked, not taking his eyes from his paper. Nino didn’t speak for a moment, so Adrien looked up. Though his face was trained towards his phone’s camera, Nino’s eyes were clearly fixed on a spot on the wall above it. “What’s up?”
Nino wetted his lips nervously. “I, uh, don’t want to be that guy, but is it okay if I ask you about… gay stuff?”
Adrien chuckled. “Yeah, man, I don’t mind.”
“Right. Cool. Thanks.” Nino took a deep breath. “It’s just--I kind of wanted some… advice? Because I-I think I might like guys, too.”
“Really?” Adrien exclaimed. “I mean, dude, that’s great. What did you want help with?”
“I don’t really know, I guess?” Nino scratched the back of his neck. “I’ve kind of been thinking about it for a while, and I just wanted to… talk about it?”
“Sure!”
“I mean,” Nino continued, more confidently. “I feel like I’ve always kind of thought dudes were hot, without realizing that’s what it was, you know? And lately I’ve been just sitting with the thought of, like, dating guys or even just, like, letting myself be into them?”
Adrien nodded, and took a drink of water to try to suppress a smile as Nino gained momentum.
“I mean, for a while, I guess I just thought I was jealous of those dudes?” Nino shrugged. “Like, Kim’s just popular. Chat Noir’s just a superhero. You know what I mean?”
Adrien was glad he’d finished swallowing already, or he would have done a spit-take. “Yea--Wait, what about Chat Noir?”
Nino scoffed. “Yeah, come on, bro. Everyone knows you’re in love with Ladybug. Don’t tell me you’re not a little in love with Chat Noir, too.”
“I’m… not?”
Nino blinked. “Oh. Well, that makes one of us, I guess.”
“I--you, uh…what?” Adrien tried to seem casual, but he couldn’t help gaping.
“Dude, I’ve had some pretty good dreams starring Chat Noir,” Nino grinned.
Adrien rubbed at his eyes, still trying to process. “Wait, what does that mean?”
Nino flushed. “You know, the kind you might need a cold shower to wake up from.” Adrien squinted in confusion, and Nino sighed. “We banged, Adrien. I was trying to be discreet.”
Adrien made a choking sound and had to pretend to drop his pencil to have an excuse to duck down and hide his bright red face. He let his face take its journey through whatever emotions flashed through it while it was hidden from view, which mainly involved various degrees of shock and him silently mouthing, “What the fuck?” a few times.
He took a deep breath, and straightened up. Nino was looking anxiously at him from the other side of his phone screen, and Adrien forced up a smile. “Sorry, dude, I know this is a bad time, but Nathalie needs to see me for something, so I gotta go. Thanks for telling me, really, and I’m totally free to text if you need it.”
Nino’s face cleared, and he beamed. “Thanks, bro. See you tomorrow.”
“See you,” Adrien agreed faintly.
The moment Nino’s face disappeared from his phone screen, Adrien whirled around to face Plagg, who was stifling snickers on the bed. When he met Adrien’s eyes, he let himself be as loud as he wanted, cackling gleefully at Adrien’s conflicted expression.
Adrien’s phone buzzed; it was a text from Nino.
From: Quentin Tarantinino
Hey, sorry if I made things weird at the end there
Like I totally wouldn’t have mentioned the dream thing but like
Idk that was a big help in figuring it out bc it was just one of those things where u wake up and ur like “huh. Cool.”
U know?
Adrien had to laugh. He did know. But…
Chat noir? Really?
Why what’s wrong with him
Dude he’s so lame
B
R
O
U didn’t just say that
I’m offended for him
I’m offended for me
I’m offended for everyone???
LisTen
Every time I see an interview w him
I want to die
It’s embarrassing
Ok he can be kind of a dork but
It’s Endearing my dude
My bro
I’ll convert u mark my words……….
One day you’ll accept that chat noir is hot
Adrien snorted. “I doubt it,” he said aloud.
Plagg looked up at him. “You know, he didn’t hear that.”
“Yeah, shut up. I’ll show him how lame I can really be. Plagg, transform me!”
As Chat knocked on Nino’s window, he had the belated realization that he hadn’t thought this through. At all.
But there was no turning back; Nino had already caught a glimpse of his silhouette framed against the streetlights. Chat wiggled his fingers and grinned awkwardly.
He was off to a great start.
Nino’s face flushed as he scrambled off his bed, searching madly for something on his floor. He found a sweatshirt and pulled it on, pulling his headphones off his ears in the process, and they dangled down from the neck of his shirt, bouncing against his chest when he rushed across the room again. He cracked the window and casually tried to sling his headphones to their normal position around his neck.
“Ch-chat Noir! What’s up?”
“Oh, you know.” He stuck his legs through the open window, and sat down on the sill. “Just… chilling?”
Nino bobbed his head. “Yeah, cool. Cool. Uh, so is there anything I can… help you with?”
Chat shrugged. “Not really. I was just out for a walk. Saw your light on. You know how it is.” He kicked a pile of papers and watched them scatter across the floor.
Nino grimaced, but said nothing.
“So, what’s up with you?” Chat continued. “Staying upbeat, and all that? Well, I mean, I guess you’ve gotta.” He grinned and tapped Nino’s headphones with his foot. Nino had backed up pretty far from the window, so it was a bit of a stretch, but he managed to keep his balance by bracing both arms against the top of the window pane.
He was sure it looked ridiculous, but that was the point.
“What?” Nino looked mystified.
“Up beat,” Chat repeated. “You know.” He tried to touch Nino’s headphones again, without stretching this time, but ended up just sticking his leg in the air and wiggling it in Nino’s general direction. “Beats. Your headphones.”
“Oh!” Nino chuckled, but it wasn’t fake or forced, to Chat’s surprise. He had purposely made the worst joke he could think of in the moment. And he was used to Nino’s fake laugh, from the number of times he’d taken pity on Adrien’s horrible sense of humor.
What was he doing?
“Yeah, no, I’m good, man. Uh, h-how are you?” Nino crossed his arms nervously, hugging them against his chest. “What’s going on? Besides, like, shaving the--saving the city all the time. Man, do you even have any free time?”
Chat shrugged. “Sometimes. I do need to eat and sleep and stuff.”
“Oh, cool, you eat!” Nino flushed. “I mean, of course you do. I mean, I was going to ask if you wanted something to eat. You know, while you’re here. Or another time, maybe, if you’re not hungry now?”
“Oh, strange, nameless boy, you read my mind,” Chat said.
“Uh, it’s Nino. We’ve met before. You don’t remember me? I’m friends with Alya, and--”
Chat closed his eyes and held up a finger. “I’m doing a thing.”
“Sorry.”
“See,” Chat continued. “I came by here for one reason tonight, and I haven’t been totally honest. I stopped by tonight, because when I looked in your window, I saw something I want, and I wanted to ask you…” He paused for dramatic effect, and then said. “Can I have some Doritos?”
Nino stumbled back and snatched up the open bag of chips from his desk. “Yeah, sure,” he said breathlessly. “Take the whole thing, if you want.”
Chat stuck his hand through the window and grabbed as many Doritos as he could hold, before stuffing them all in his mouth. “Thanks,” he mumbled. “See you around.”
He left Nino standing dumbfoundedly at the window, his arm still outstretched and holding the Doritos bag out to no one. Chat ran home as fast as he could, and dropped his transformation.
He kicked back on his bed, and Plagg settled down beside him. “I think that went about as badly as it could have,” Adrien said triumphantly.
He had left his phone behind, and it buzzed from its place on his night stand.
From: Quentin Tarantinino
DUDE
YOURE NEVER GOING TO BELIEVE THIS
Chat noir
Just came by
He stole my dorites
And my heart
I DONT KNOW HOW BUT DID YOU DO THIS
IM
SHOOK
Yeah I’m Definitely into him
Lol
Adrien pls
My dude
Answer ur fcking phone I’m dying
Plagg looked over Adrien’s shoulder at the messages that continued to roll past. “Yeah, sounds like you did a great job, kid.”
#miraculous ladybug#ml#adrino#adrininomonth2k17#ninoir#chickenscratch#a tiny chapter at first while i figure out what the fuck im doin
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do u have headcanons/thoughts regarding the peter parker is trans idea bc i havent seen the movie but thats the best goddamn thing ive heard alllll day
may is his biggest supporter and fought super hard to get him everything he needed she actually popped a doctor in the face once for consistently misgendering pete
ned is also trans thanks 4 ur time
all the other boys in his class get embarrassed and flustered every time their voices crack but pete loves it more and more every time it happens to him
tony made the spidey suit with a bulge so peter doesn’t have to awkwardly stick his packer down there
‘black widow’ and ‘hawkeye’ and ‘captain america’ r cool names n all but something is just always really great about people calling him ‘spider man’
he wears lifts in his shoes and so does tony and he’s completely gobsmacked when he finds out
he and ned host huge movie marathons and munch on popcorn and point out all the characters they think are trans
luke skywalker is The Trans Hero they both adore
his spanish teacher calls him señor parker and it makes him BEAM with happiness
he and ned go to the bathroom together bc Solidarity Bro
once he grew his hair out to try to “fit in” better but he hated it so much that he hacked it all off with those kids safety scissors and made a complete mess so ben had to buzz his hair right down
he and ned would practice deepening their voices for hours in pete’s room and end up ruining it by giggling
once he was doing his “stark internship” stuff and he missed his usual shot time so now he always makes time to do his shot properly
he loves how skintight the suit is bc he’s so Flat
#peter parker#trans peter parker#spiderman#spiderman: homecoming#we know nothing about ben in this 'verse but i included him anyway#you said you hadn't seen it but there's this bit where he like. vaults over a gate#and the wind pushes against his shirt and his chest is So Flat#i was sat in the theatre seat like: i want to be that flat#stevetrevvors#asks
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Wife {Harry Styles Smut}
PAIRING: Harry/Y/N
RATING: R
WORD COUNT: 2900+
REQUESTED: nope !
hello! this is just a quick one shot that i churned out bc i loved the concept and i was rly motivated! i hope u enjoy it! if u do, feedback is greatly appreciated (it rly motivates me) and here’s my masterlist if u want more lol :-)
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You wake up in the most ideal of conditions.
The sun is shining brightly, casting a warm, healthy glow on every crevice and corner of the room. The silk sheets of the bed rub deliciously against your bare skin, and the air that you breathe is clean and pure. You feel cozy laying underneath the duvet, and when you roll over, your nipples begin to pebble due to the slight change in temperature.
Though you’re disoriented at first, it doesn’t take you long to remember the circumstances under which you’ve found yourself. It never does. The sight of a certain curly-haired figure standing out on the balcony is more than enough to help jog your memory.
You sit up, searching the floor for the pair of lacy red panties that had been so urgently discarded the night before. Eventually, you find them at the foot of the king-sized bed, laying in a mangled heap. You reach down, fearing that Harry had ripped them, but a small sigh of relief leaves your lips when you find them still intact and slide them on.
As you approach the man standing on the balcony, you can’t help but to notice how good he looks from behind. His hair is windswept and messy, and you predict that he had woken up only a short time before you did. There’s a loose, black pair of basketball shorts sitting low on his hips, and his hands are holding onto the railing as he leans forward slightly. The muscles in his back are more prominent than ever, casting shadows along his skin. Under normal circumstances, you would have pinched the small bit of skin that bulges from the waistband of his bottoms.
But you can’t. Not only because there is no extra skin to pinch, but because these are not normal circumstances.
Harry tenses in surprise when you wrap your arms around his midsection, but then you press a soft kiss to the space in between his shoulder blades and he relaxes. His right hand leaves the railing so that he can cover both of your palms that are currently splayed out on his abdomen.
“Mornin’,” he greets, his voice hoarse from lack of usage.
You lean up to kiss the nape of his neck; the curls at the back of his head tickle your nose. “Morning.”
You stay like that for a while, your naked front pressed to his back, enjoying the feeling of his torso rising and falling with each breath. From the balcony, you have a perfect view of the beach, the white sands and the clear blue water lapping up against the shore. A few birds caw in the distance and you close your eyes, turning your head to the side and resting your left cheek against Harry’s warm skin.
After a few more tranquil moments, he clears his throat. “Did you sleep well?”
“Mhm,” you hum, keeping your eyes shut. “You tired me out last night.”
Harry chuckles, finally deciding to turn around. You step back, allowing him to move before you’re back on him, arms wrapping around his hips and breasts pressed against his front.
“Made you a promise, yeah?” he says.
Your eyelids drift closed as you remember the filthy words he’d whispered to you on the plane (“Gonna fuck you morning, afternoon, and night…you’re my wife now…gotta make sure you know that…”). You’d barely settled into the spacey villa before he was on you, taking you against the kitchen counter and leaving no inch of skin unmarked.
“Oh? Did you?” you ask, smiling impishly. Harry smirks, his dimple popping on his left cheek as he leans down and plants his lips against your forehead. You inhale deeply, your nostrils flooding with the scent of Tom Ford and something else—something that’s just so irrevocably him.
“I did, love,” he replies, pausing before adding, “Think my mum knew about it before I even made the decision, though.”
You groan, one of your hands coming up to slap his chest. Anne had driven you both to the airport the morning after your wedding, and though you had tried to cover up the numerous marks on your body, Harry had worn his proudly. Shortly before boarding, his mother had hugged him tightly before wrapping her arms around you as well, murmuring a few quiet words into your ear: “Don’t make me a grandmother just yet, alright dear?”
You had been mortified, and Harry had cackled on the plane once you’d told him.
“Shut up,” you mutter, pressing your face into his neck. You can feel your face heat up in embarrassment, the memory still fresh in your mind.
“Come off it,” Harry grins. “’S your fault…you marked me up good that night.”
“You didn’t have to broadcast it to your mum!” you hiss, but your words have no real venom behind them. Harry’s begun moving forward and you comply, your feet stepping back of their own accord. You re-enter your bedroom, and a moment later he’s pushing you down onto the large bed, climbing on top of you and growling playfully as you squeal.
“Just wanted everyone to see the marks my wife gave me,” Harry mumbles, slowly kissing up your neck. “My wife…”
You sigh, your left hand sliding up his back before disappearing into the tuft of hair atop his head. He lets out a satisfied noise, running the tip of his nose along your jawline. “You’re my wife…,” he says, as though the thought has only just dawned on him for the first time, “You’re my wife, love.”
“I am,” you concede breathlessly. “And you’re my husband.”
Harry groans, dropping down so that his forehead is pressed to your collarbone. “Fuck…that sounds so good.”
“Yeah?” you giggle as he nips at the sensitive skin on your neck, “How long have you been waiting for that?”
“Too fuckin’ long,” he tells you. You want to pout when he pulls away from you, his lips leaving your throat, but the way he fixes his gaze on you leaves you frozen and utterly stupefied. He’s looking at you with so much emotion in his eyes, it’s difficult to register every sentiment he must be feeling. You see adoration and tenderness and intensity and disbelief. Harry tucks his lips into a fine line as he just stares at you, and you offer up a small, tentative smile.
“What?” you ask.
There’s a beat of silence, and you can feel him turning the question over in his head and choosing his next words carefully.
“’M just…,” his lips quirk up into a good-natured smirk. “I’m really fucking happy.”
And okay. You hadn’t been expecting that.
But despite your initial shock, you can’t stop the corners of you mouth from pulling up into a beaming grin. Suddenly, your chest feels tight with emotion. It had snuck up on you, piling quietly until it had eventually overflowed, and you can’t seem to properly convey what you want to say.
“I—,” you swallow heavily, feeling your eyes prick with the faintest trace of tears. It’s like your throat has closed up, sealed tight and unbearably itchy. Your muscles are stiff and your eyes are moist and everything is just so much. Harry tilts his head to the side, waiting for you to finish your sentence, but at the moment, the simple task is an impossible feat.
“What’s wrong?”
God, even his voice is so utterly perfect. Everything about him is just…
“I love you!” you finally choke out, your voice thick with adoration. “I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you.”
You’re definitely crying now. It’s all too much—you feel like you’re living in a dream, where everything has miraculously worked out for you. You’re married to the love of your life, you’re happy, and it’s so difficult to fathom that this is now how you’re going to proceed. A single tear slips out from the corner of your right eye, trailing down your temple and dampening your hair.
“Enough of that,” Harry tells you firmly, his jugular bobbing forcefully in his throat. His eyes glisten slightly, and his blinks rapidly to keep his own tears controlled. “If you cry, I’m gonna cry, love.”
“Sorry,” you let out a wet laugh. “It’s just…I can’t believe we’re married.”
Harry smiles. “You’re stuck with me.”
“And I couldn’t be happier,” you say.
“That’s a lie.”
“It is not!”
“You sure?”
“I’m sure,” you nod, cupping his face in your hands. You lean up, seeking a kiss that he happily bestows upon you. Your eyes close and any residing tension in your body leaks out through your toes, which curl blissfully once you realize that Harry has yet to make good on his promise for today.
“Let me show you,” you breathe, pulling back only a fraction of a centimeter so that your mouths still brush together when you speak. “Let me…”
You trail off, sliding your hands down his smooth, firm sides and hooking your fingers into the waistband of his shorts.
Harry groans when he understands what you’re implying. He squeezes his eyes shut and his head drops down so that his forehead is pressed against your collarbone. He kisses your skin softly, his right hand moving from the bed to your shoulder. His fingertips trail along your arm before they veer off to the side, and you gasp breathlessly when he squeezes your left breast. He chuckles and flicks your nipple underneath his thumb, enjoying the stiffening of your body.
“You’re gonna kill me, you know that?” he asks.
“I know.” You exhale shakily.
With him distracted, it’s easy to flip the two of you over. Harry’s eyes go wide once his back hits the soft mattress, and he snickers when you flash him a grin. You reach forward—he positively beams when your breasts become level with his face—and grab one of the plush pillows at the head of the bed.
The look on your husband’s face when you drop down to the floor is priceless. You settle with the pillow beneath your knees so that they don’t bruise and then you lean forward, reaching for Harry and encouraging him to sit up. He scoots a bit closer to the end of the bed, his feet touching the ground and his legs spreading so that you can fit comfortably between his thighs.
“Love you,” you mumble to him, pressing a kiss to his left knee.
He discards his basketball shorts quickly, helping you to pull the material down so that it pools around his ankles. You smirk when you discover that he hadn’t thought to put on a pair of underwear before walking out onto the balcony. His cock bobs up—pink and thick and slightly shiny at the tip—and he hisses when it taps against his stomach, his abdomen tightening.
“Yeah?” Harry says, looking down at you with dilated pupils. “My wife loves me?”
“So much,” you reply, and without a warning, you wrap your hand around his cock and give his tip a firm suck.
“Fuckin’—!” Harry lets out a loud shout, evidently taken by surprise. “Bloody hell! Love you too, fuck!”
You pull back and smile, slowly moving your hand up and down his length. Your wrist twists expertly; after years of being with him—both romantically and sexually—you know what he likes. You’ve pick up on what makes him taut, what makes him moan, what makes him shoot into your mouth with his fists balled in your hair and a choked apology on his bitten lips. You love seeing him flop backwards, rub his face and let out a disbelieving laugh after he’s sent ropes of him down your throat.
Your thumb skirts over his slit, and Harry exhales through gritted teeth. He’s watching you intensely, his dark eyes trained on where you’re currently laving your tongue up his length, getting him wet so that you can glide your hand along his cock. He opens his mouth to say something, but at that exact moment, you take him into your mouth again.
“Good girl!” he blurts, his left hand flying down and tangling into your hair. “Doing so good for me, pet. Such a pretty mouth—love taking my cock, don’t you?”
You moan in affirmation, and you would nod if you could. Harry doesn’t know what to do with himself as you start sliding your mouth down the length of his dick, hollowing your cheeks and swirling your tongue around each inch as you take him deeper, deeper. His right hand reaches out to brush some hair away from your face, and he trails his fingers down your temple. It’s not long before he’s pressing against your cheek, feeling the outline of his cock in your mouth and choking out a weak, “Christ!” as his eyes roll up into the back of his head.
You’re quite enjoying watching him fall apart above you. He doesn’t know what to do with his hands—first they’re in your hair, then they’re balled up against his thighs, and then they’re rubbing his eyes as he fights and fails to regain his composure. Though tears are pricking at your eyes, you push a little further, and his tip slips into the back of your throat.
“Easy!” he tells you when you gag. “Easy, love, please!”
He tugs at your hair, and you reluctantly pull off of him, your lips swollen and your breath leaving you in sharp exhales. “I want you to cum in my mouth,” you tell him, your hand still twisting up and down his cock.
“Can’t,” Harry pants. “Gotta—gotta fuck you first…gotta—”
“Please,” you whimper, rubbing your cheek along his thigh like a kitten. “Please Harry. I just wanna taste it.”
He’s staring at you with wide eyes and raw, parted lips. His cheeks are flushed a deep pink, and there’s a slight crease in his brow. Right now, more than anything, you want to make him feel good. You want to treat him the same way he treats you, with love and respect and so many orgasms. All other thoughts have been pushed to the back of your mind, replaced by the single, primal desire to suck him until he crams his load down your throat.
“Christ,” Harry nearly sobs. “You kiss me with that mouth?”
You only then realize that you’ve uttered the words out loud.
“Please,” you merely whisper again before you’re back on him, sucking him with a fervour that you’ve never felt before. Harry’s head tips back and a guttural groan sounds low in his throat, and your chest tightens as you realize that he’s about to give you what you want.
“I’ll cum…,” he tells you, “I’ll cum in your mouth if you want it so badly…I’ll give it to you…”
You moan around him, your tongue teasing his head and dipping into his slit, and with a wordless shout, the first rope of cum bursts forth from his tip. You keep sucking gently as he rides out his high, your hand finding his hip and rubbing soothing circles into his skin. Harry’s babbling nonsensical words and reedy whimpers, and your stomach tenses victoriously. You wait until he’s given you everything before you pull off of him slowly.
His eyes remain closed, lips forming around silent words—praises, maybe, or even prayers. You give him a few more moments to himself before softly tapping his thigh, and gradually, he opens his eyes.
His irises are glazed over with pleasure, but you can tell that he’s coherent. Locking your gaze with his, your throat works around his load as you swallow, wiping the corners of your mouth to ensure that you’ve gotten every last bit.
“Fuck me,” Harry whispers incredulously.
“Later,” you smile gently. You scramble up, leaving the pillow on the floor as you flop down next to him on the bed, cuddling into his side as he fights for air.
“That was…,” he trails off, unable to find the right words. You laugh quietly, burying your face into his neck and pressing soft kisses to his sweaty skin.
“Mediocre?” you offer, and he barks out a hoarse laugh.
“‘Mediocre’?” he says, pulling back so he can look at you with raised eyebrows and wide eyes. “That was just…bloody…amazing.” He sighs happily, leaning in to kiss your forehead. “God, I love you.”
“I love you, too,” you whisper, your noses brushing together. Harry hums blissfully before making a small, dissatisfied sound, realizing something.
“How am I supposed to fuck you now, huh?” he asks, only half-joking. “Don’t think I’m gonna be ready to go for at least another hour.”
“You can make it up to me tonight,” you say, nuzzling against him. “Just wanted to do this for you.”
Harry groans.
“You make it so hard for a bloke to stay mad at you,” he grumbles. He then presses a bruising kiss to your lips, followed by several playful pecks that make you giggle. “I’ve already broken my promise, love.”
“You’ll have the rest of your life to make it up to me,” you suggest. Harry’s lips part, as though he’s just realizing—yet again—that the two of you are bound to each other, now and forever.
“The rest of my life…,” he tries the words out on his tongue, and then smiles at you like you’re the reason for which the sun rises every morning. “Can’t fuckin’ wait.”
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A Totally Objective and Unemotional Recap of Teen Wolf Episode 6x12: Raw Talent
@wellsjahasghost hasn’t gotten a chance to watch the episode yet, so I told her I’d write her a recap, and....... yeah, this is about as far from objective as it gets.
friends, i really hated this episode, and this recap is almost entirely negative, so if you really liked the episode, you probably want to skip this post lol. if you're also bitter and want to enjoy 2.5k of someone else ranting, please read on!
The real title of this text post:
Anya Discusses Plot Holes, #recycledplotlines, and Casual Racism in Episode 6x12
*ahem*
The show begins. The0 R@eken, sleeping in his car because he is homeless and friendless and irredeemable, is awoken multiple times, in multiple locations and at multiple times of day, by police officers rapping on his window and telling him to get up and leave. It takes me three minutes to figure out that it's him for sure because he's grown out his hair a bit to look more Boyish, Unkempt, and Vulnerable and I can no longer tell white boys on Teen Wolf apart. By the time I've reached 95% certainty that it is, in fact, the white boy who literally killed Scott and is still stanned by tw fans everywhere, he's waking up in the middle of the night to a spider crawling on his hand. He watches it, fascinated and unafraid, probably because he's like "yo this thing looks as evil as I am lolol." Then the spider burrows under his skin.
Cue The0 breaking into Deaton's vet office to stab the spider crawling around in his back with a scalpel and pull it out of him. Cue me gagging. Then the spider disappears in a puff of black smoke/gunpowder dust bc like... why not.
The police montage continues. And continues. I'm bored. Then - gasp! - the next police are nOt In fAcT CoPs bUt mEN wItH gUnS wHo wAnT To kiLL thE0. They shoot into his car repeatedly, and the scene ends.
(This would be a good cliffhanger if tw trailers didn't already show him appearing in future episodes smh.)
I refuse to watch the episode again, so I'm just going to say that I'm pretty sure the mcmartate scene is next. I'm not going to recap it fully because it was actually pretty good and this recap is not about Accuracy, it's about Salt. In short, the Scott laser scene happens but it turns out that the lasers were actually police flashlight beams (why were they in the woods?!?! who the heck knows. oh wait p@rrish exists, i forgot. maybe he told them about getting beat up by a hellhound wearing matching boxer briefs) and he was hallucinating. he's panicked enough to wolf out before he realizes it's a hallucination and the entire police department sees his eyes glowing red. great great great my son is hallucinating yET AGAIN, i really needed him to suffer more. also he pockets the Argent bullet shell case and mcmartate decides to talk to Chris Argent before they involve Papa Stilinski.
Mcmartate is a Good group. "Maybe this episode won't be so bad," I think.
*sighs*
idk what order the next scenes happen in, so i'm just going to tackle each subplot separately lol.
2.0:
Mason and Liam are chatting in the boys' locker room before lacrosse practice about the supernatural evil threatening Beacon Hills, surrounded by tons of freshmen who could easily overhear them. Liam's giving an extra practice to the freshmen so they have a chance of making first line, even though Mason thinks this is foolish. Liam explains that Brett is helping him, which makes no sense, but I don't mind because this sequence happens:
M: Brett? Incredibly... HOT Brett, with the 8-pack abs?
L (sounding mildly disgruntled... iS SOMEONE JEALOUS R U SURE UR STRAIGHT KIDDO): Pretty sure it's just Brett.
M: He has an 8-PACK. Do y- do you know how hard it is for the human body to have an 8-pack??? *music swells dramatically and then cuts off* ...God.
Also, at the end, Liam tosses Mason over his shoulder and carries him out of the locker room because he was accidentally discouraging the freshmen.
This is the best scene in the episode.
Next, both Liam and Corey failing to do a decent job at playing lacrosse. This is ostensibly an extra practice for the freshmen, and yet Brett, Liam, and Corey are the only ones playing. Brett outclasses them both in looks, swagger, and skill. Liam has no control as usual and Brett tells him to get it together. Audience reaction: Writers are recycling Liam's s4 plotline bc they ran out of ideas for his character; Brett is so clearly superior to Corey that we don't understand why Mason and Corey didn't break up during the hiatus so Brason could happen. Also, guidance counselor watches Brett score on Corey and hears Corey reply, "Wait, I'm not actually invisible right now, am I?" Nice subtlety, Corey.
Liam is pissed bc #recycledplotlines and punches out a locker. Somehow stays there all day because by the time Mason and Corey go to find him, it's after dark??? And since it's summer, it must be like 9:30??? "We need to study for a history test" hOW IS THE SCHOOL STILL OPEN THIS LATE i will never understand.
Oh yeah I forgot, while Liam was still working through his anger issues on the lacrosse field, a bunch of spiders crawl into a freshman boy's helmet in the locker room, and when he puts it on, they invade his body and then start crawling out of his mouth. So when Mason and Corey go to find Liam, they notice a smeared blood trail on the locker room floor and follow it to the showers, where there is an..... unidentifiable bloody mass on the floor. I am disturbed.
Brett:
After obliterating Liam and Corey, it is somehow magically nighttime and he's heading towards his car when the guidance counselor shows up, holding a lacrosse ball that rolled off the field. She compliments his abnormal skill level and tosses him the ball.... which turns out to be covered in wolfsbane. She claims it's "nothing personal,” but no one deserves that much power, and then tries to kill him. I think she stabs him??? I forget the details of their fight. Anyway, he manages to escape.
Scott and Malia:
They go looking for Chris at his... house? bunker? who knows. He has crates full of guns, surprising no one. They have #wittybanter and #chemistry, surprising no one. (i’m sorry i’m sorry i just feel like sc@lia is forced i’m sorry) Scott tells Malia it's okay to break into Chris's computer to find his calendar, and she is turned on by his rule-bending. All of the passwords she guesses involve her capitalizing the first word and adding spaces, because that's how passwords work. Scott picks up a bow and has a Revelation, immediately going to Chris's computer to type in ALLISON as the password. It's the second #recycledplotine of the night. Not to mention that as much as Chris loves his daughter, he is much too practical to have such an easily hackable password.
Questionable computer security aside, they show up in the middle of one of Chris's gun deals right after his fake military buyers pull out their guns, realizing that Chris knows they're fake military and is trying to find out who their boss is. Chris is annoyed with them for intervening and claims that he had an inside man that they just took out while trying to help him, which is yet another plot hole bc Chris shouldn't need to ask about bosses if he has an inside man. In the following chaos-ridden action scene, Scott drops the Argent shell casing. Chris says it's okay and they'll just find the actual bullet in the woods.
Best line of the episode: After Scott and Malia ask if the shell casing belongs to him, Chris says, "I haven't stamped a bullet since Allison died." Our hearts all break a little.
Anyway, despite their plans to go to the woods TOGETHER, Chris is mysteriously nowhere in sight so Scott and Malia can have ~time alone~. Malia shows concern for Scott's well-being. They smile at each other, and thanks to compulsive heterosexuality, this clearly means they've just caught feelings. I'm definitely not still bitter that the writers didn't bring back Kira and give Malia a girlfriend instead.
(in all honesty, however, i can admit that this scene was objectively cute, and it was great character development that already happened in s5 but again #recycledplotlines to see Malia actively caring about other people. I’m really happy for sc@lia shippers because I know you were all really excited about that scene.)
Chris comes back. They find a bullet in a tree thanks to its infared heat signature or smthg (idk i'm spaced out at this point). It's a silver bullet, meaning that the guidance counselor is just a wannabe Hunter, not the Genuine Article.
Lydia and Toast:
At the sheriff's station, Lydia??? hears some noise in her premonitions and decides to tell Toast and not her bf's dad for??? some completely valid reason i'm sure??? tbh i have no idea what the premise of this scene is, but Lydia realizes that the noise she keeps hearing is the key card reader from Eichen House. Apparently that means something bad is happening there so she tells Toast that they need to go check it out. Toast tells her that there's no way he's "letting her" go back there - because clearly he owns her and she can't make decisions for herself - and decides to go alone instead, because once again, that clearly makes so much more sense than telling the Sheriff. The whole scene is written to make it sound like Toast is the only one who cares about Lydia's well-being - because it's definitely not like she has a pack full of friends who care about her and a boyfriend who would do anything for her - and therefore is in charge of protecting her in a creepily possessive way. Aka, tw writers are still pandering to M@rrish fans even after Stydia is canon, and I don't know why I'm surprised.
So Toast goes to Eichen, meets Creepy Doctor who accidentally released Other Hellhound last week, and tells him to let him into the closed ward after hearing a woman begging for help. Doctor refuses. Toast shows him his glowing eyes as an... intimidation tactic??? Doctor complies but locks the door behind Toast after he enters.
Toast finds the woman in a communal-shower-type room (which???? okay), lying on the floor with an open electric cable sparking her body every few seconds, surrounded by a bunch of other apparently dead supernatural creatures. When Doctor arrives and Toast tells him to help, plot twist! Doctor is the one who put them there. (Oh, look, electricity........ I wonder who would be helpful....... in this........ situation........)
Doctor gets Toast locked up in room where Other Hellhound used to reside and turns down the temperature, telling Toast that he'll freeze him from the inside out or smthg.
Meanwhile, Lydia's just been hanging out at the sheriff station and waiting for Toast instead of registering for MIT because according to a reminder on her phone, this is the ~last day~ for her to do so and Lydia "IQ of 170" Martin OBVIOUSLY would have put off registration until the last minute. OF COURSE. She ignores the notification bc apparently college isn't important and steals one of the deputies' walkie talkies after she hears strange noises emitting from it. Her absurd attempts to sneak casually would have made Stiles Stilinski proud af.
However, her next move would NOT have made Stiles Stilinski proud af, as she hears the Doctor threatening Toast and immediately decides to go after him alone instead of
1) calling Scott so that Scott and Malia can come with her or
2) taking the Sheriff, seeing as he is her BOYFRIEND'S DAD and also CONVENIENTLY LOCATED IN THE SAME BUILDING AS HER AT THAT MOMENT.
So. Naturally. She goes to Eichen alone, and every sound she hears, every sight she sees, is immensely triggering. For the first time, Teen Wolf actually somewhat addresses the fact that Lydia has PTSD after everything she's been through. This is a good thing. I would be happy with this development if, again, Lydia wasn't alone throughout the entire experience. Clearly, Teen Wolf writers have decided that Strong Female Characters must always face their fears alone if they want to remain Strong Female Characters. Clearly, having her friends there to ground her would have taken away from her character development. Clearly, it wouldn't have been amazing to see Lydia accept her friends' help when s1 Lydia Martin never would have shown weakness around others. Clearly, having a support network when you've faced immense trauma isn't important at all. CLEARLY.
(Clearly I didn't have to pause my TV at this point because I was so horrified and angry that the TW writers placed her in a situation where she was surrounded by a myriad of triggers, on the verge of a panic attack, and completely alone.)
Anyway, Lydia reaches a turning point where she is somehow able to push aside all of those horrible memories and find Toast, who's been slowly freezing to death while watching Doctor hold a gun with shaking hands. Doctor's been explaining that he hates guns and has always been opposed to violence, but his fear of supernatural creatures has led him to believe that eradicating them all is the only way to ensure normal humans' safety.
Lydia runs into the cell just as Doctor raises the gun to shoot Toast in the head. She screams, knocking Doctor back and killing him. GREAT. LET'S ADD ANOTHER TRAUMATIC EICHEN MEMORY TO THE PILE. LYDIA DEFINITELY NEEDED TO KILL SOMEONE ELSE. THAT WOULDN'T BE EMOTIONALLY SCARRING AT ALL. OF COURSE STILES IS ENTITLED TO AN ENTIRE SEASON OF ANGST AFTER KILLING DONOVAN IN SELF-DEFENSE, BUT LYDIA KILLING MULTIPLE PEOPLE WOULDN'T HAVE ANY EMOTIONAL RAMIFICATIONS. OF COURSE.
End scenes:
2.0: Suddenly realizing that freshman boy (I think his name is Aaron) is missing, they go running around the school looking for him and eventually find him in a classroom, magically unharmed. "What are you doing here?" they ask. "Just remembered we have a history test," he replies. I thought this boy was a freshman. smh.
McMarTate: Clearly not scarred from her experiences at all, Lydia rejoins Malia and Scott to discuss their discoveries. Cue "what is everyone afraid of?"/"us" scene combined with a montage of everyone looking away from Liam in slow motion at school the next day, apparently afraid of him. Which is definitely because they magically know he's a werewolf, and not because they don't want to catch the disease that gave him his awful haircut.
Brett: Brett pounces on the guidance counselor, who's looking for him in the woods, and they start fighting. It looks like he's going to win, but then he gets shot in the chest with an arrow and runs off.
The arrow was shot by Gerard.
He tells wannabe hunter/guidance counselor that she has potential.
Huzzah, what a great episode.
Bonus casual racism: Now that Kira's gone, wannabe hunter/guidance counselor (who still doesn't have a name...... oh hey, look, mORE CASUAL RACISM) is the only woman of color on the show... and she's a Black antagonist. This is clearly Not Problematic At All.
Of course, thanks to theories that will be discussed in this week's episode of stydiacast, it's possible that this casting decision is entirely legitimate.
HOWEVER, one other poc was introduced in this episode...... and Aaron, poor young freshman lacrosse player, is now possibly being possessed by spiders and will likely also be a Black antagonist, albeit one with no control over his actions.
Oh, hey, doesn't..... that...... sound..... familiar? It's.... almost like..... another problematic #recycledplotline. *looks at s5 Mason Hewitt*
Thanks, Teen Wolf.
#anti p*rrish#anti m*rrish#anti th*o ra*ken#tw wank#tw spoilers#teen wolf wank#anti sc*lia#although to a much lesser extent#it's more like#anti tw writers#some of these issues will also be discussed in stydiacast but i'm bitter and tired and they're worth talking about more than once#anya rambles#my post#tw#tw meta#if i get unwarranted hate because of this post i'm going to delete it just fyi
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who is more likely to hurt the other?
I mean. Adam doesn’t usually get hurt by ronan so much as he gets annoyed. disappointed. pissed. He never lets ronan’s venom actually get to his veins, he’s too busy telling him how unnecessary the flash of fang is. ronan on the other hand. like. he’s easy to hurt. adam would never in his life want to hurt ronan (it’s his honest to god nightmare) but I think ronan works himself into such a despair at the smallest jealousies and perceived injustices that adam could make one careless comment and ronan would fixate on it
who is emotionally stronger?
ohhhh adam. it’s adam. He’s been dragging so much emotional rubble for so long that he’s built up a tolerance. strong is like The Most adam adjective that I can think of. ronan never had to get to adam’s level of detachment and dissociation bc the first 15 years of his life were gorgeous and easy, and he’s still growing into his protective shell. Adam had to be born in his
who is physically stronger?
it’s ronan tbH he has the upper body strength of a boxer and the broad shoulders of a lynch (but also adam has clever hands and muscular thighs from years of biking everywhere and he can handle himself)
who is more likely to break a bone?
ouch. They’re both capital R Reckless when they’re together and they have some brutal years under their belts. adam has some poorly set knobbly fingers and ronan has an old snapped clavicle that took forever to heal and constantly bruised knuckles so like. idk. In the future, when adam parrish has escaped from his childhood prison, I’d like to think that they both get ugly minor injuries from doing joyful ramp and dolly and shopping cart type activities only
who knows best what to say to upset the other?
surprisingly difficult question to answer bc I mean. It’s ronan. but is it? he systematically winds people up and adam is so deeply irritated by him that he straight up walks away, but also adam can be ice cold?? it’s so easy to get to ronan. They both fumble and call each other mean names when they want to compliment each other it’s a big mess
who is most likely to apologize first after an argument?
holy shit would you believe neither??? the most stubborn humans on this earth!! record holders!! we got some emotional repression folks! hooooo boy
adam never starts arguments for no reason so he’s always thinking it through and coming to the conclusion that he’s in the right?? surprise he ain’t apologizing
meanwhile ronan can’t stop being cruel even though he knows it’s hurting people, it’s this vicious self-protective instinct that hurts so good and so wrong. and then his pride gets in the way once he’s cooled down. but he will come to st agnes on his knees and grab adam’s hand and try to make it clear that he’d step on his own pride on the way to adam’s door
who treats who’s wounds more often?
sad & unfortunate :(( adam treats ronan’s solely bc ronan doesn’t know how the fuck to treat an injury and also ‘none of them wanted to hurt adam parrish’, so ronan’s got his stupid pointless anger related scrapes and adam’s got his anti-bacterial gel and they are a dream team
who is in constant need of comfort?
neither of them come out on top here man. They’ve had some shared harrowing experiences, and some separate trauma that they’re trying to tell each other about (if their stories could just stop. sticking. when they try to say them out loud). in v different ways, neither of their families are families. Ronan doesn’t let himself fall asleep, and he doesn’t let himself go through things, and the repression starts to calcify into cruelty like it did right after his father died. adam can’t stop thinking about gansey on the roadside, and he can’t be touched some days, most days. he can’t stop swimming or he’ll die. He can’t keep swimming or he’ll die. The gangsey is a critical support system made of so many weak beams
who gets more jealous?
are u fucking serious,,, it’s both of them pal. remember when every combination of his friends that didn’t include him made adam like. sick with jealousy. remember when ronan saw gansey talking on the phone with adam and wanted to put his hand through a wall. or when adam brought blue along on their quest and he spouted nasty shit the whole day. they both deeply want each others attention and they don’t seem to realize that they already have it? always?
who’s most likely to walk out on the other?
ohh god. oh man. oh boy. Here’s the thing. adam’s gonna walk away from ronan, but he’s not gonna walk OUT on him. he’s going to walk away because he’s not on a leash, he’s gonna spread those beautiful fucking self-made wings. And ronan is too!! in his own time he’s gonna build his own spaces that aren’t the barns and he’s going to realize what home means to him and they’re both gonna walk out the door and back but never close it behind them
who will propose?
a controversial topic! I’m on team adam for this one pals. I was on team ‘adam’s gonna kiss ronan first’ for a while before trk like a FOOL and I realized the error of my ways bc ronan is physical as fuck! and a risk-taker! of course he kissed adam smh. But a proposal? That’s a contract. That’s a speech. That’s a chess move. Ronan wouldn’t corner adam like that. Adam knows how ronan feels and more importantly he knows how HE feels himself, and I think one day ten years into their relationship the practicalities are gonna beckon and he’s gonna look ronan in the back of the head while he’s sleeping and roll over into the curve of his spine and tell him he wants a ring on his finger
who has the most difficult parents?
omg... fuck off
who initiates hand-holding when they’re out in public?
tactile bastards! both of them! ronan especially wants adam’s hands...., any which way he can get them. I mean. He will kiss adam’s hands when they’re at dinner at nino’s and he’ll hook their fingers together even for the 20 second walk from the BMW to monmouth’s front door like he LIVES FOR IT (adam feels nervy and exhilarated every time it’s gay)
who comes up for the other all the time?
i mean they’re always together so they don’t really bring each other up. if they’re not together they’re with gansey/blue/henry or even fox way babes/vancouver crowd etc and those ppl get real tired of it real quick. adam usually keeps his ronan related musings to himself though like he has self-control unlike... R.N.L. himself
who hogs the blankets?
ronan does tbh adam has never hogged anything in his life and ronan is a shit
who gets more sad?
an unfair Q, man. They’ve both had a super rough time, especially right post-trk?? those few months are hard. Ronan cries a lot. Adam gets numb and far away a lot. They have a lot to be sad about. (But more to be happy about. They made it. They honestly just stare at each other and laugh breathlessly and touch foreheads and hands and scars and can’t believe their luck)
who is better at cheering the other up?
I sorta said this with ronsey but I think ronan is THE BEST at doing dumb shit to take his mind off of things. Like all that stuff about making adam quiet and turning off the lists and anxieties in his head so that they can do smth mindless and dangerous? yeah that. memes and songs and poor decisions. depression whom?
who’s the one that playfully slaps the other all the time after they make silly jokes?
this never happens wtf they’re not really ‘playful slappers’ HOWEVER adam will glare at ronan so hard that it probably feels like a slap
who is more streetwise?
it reeeeally depends on your definition of streetwise?? Like if we’re talking survival it’s unquestionably adam. He can fix your car and bandage your wounds and figure out your taxes and make himself invisible and blend his accent into whoever’s around him. He’s wicked sharp and fast on his feet. But i mean. he can’t quite drive stick. and he wouldn’t be caught dead in the sort of underground that ronan ends up in. ronan is streetwise in terms of the actual street, and he knows the most brutal avenues a person can end up on, the real life nightmares that feel closest to the ones in his head. Ronan is smart enough to navigate the chaos, but adam is smart enough to avoid it altogether
who is more wise?
adam. easily. ronan is intelligent and instinctive and talented (or adam wouldn’t get him as well as he does) but adam is a genius and that look behind his eyes..... he’s lived about 1 billion times more than he should’ve by age 19
who’s the shyest?
neither of them are shy exactly they’re just buried under 9 surface level personalities that you have to crack open with your bare fuckin hands
but if you met either of them in the hallowed halls of aglionby you would think adam was shy and ronan was a rampant fuckwad so based on appearance?? adam. he keeps his head down.
who boasts about the other more?
as soon as adam is officially his bf ronan takes a ten year long victory lap he’s so embarrassing
who sits on who’s lap?
y’all. we all know ronan sits in adam’s. it’s a fact of life. he probably had a sexy dream about it when he was 17 and took his morning shower in holy water
#this is long as fuck!!!!!! what's up!#trc#the raven cycle#pynch#ask meme#long post#hc#Anonymous#ask
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