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bratzforchris · 15 days

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Inked Daisies (Chapter 4)

Summary: For the past year, you've been running the flower shop that's next door to your friend, Matt's, tattoo studio. But what happens when the feelings start to get more than friendly?

Read Chapter 3 here

Pairing: Tattoo artist!Matt x floristfem!reader

Warnings: None!

Word Count: 2.4k

A/N: This is more of a fluffy filler chapter, but I still love it because soft and grumpy Matt <33 Enjoy!!

“Get away from me,” Matt growled, swatting Nick’s attempt to wipe the dried blood off his nose with a wet cloth. “‘M fine.”

The vibe inside your small apartment was less than comfortable. Matt was leaning against the kitchen countertop, holding an ice pack to his bruising cheek while his older brother tried (and failed) to doctor him up. You wanted to help the boys, you really did, but you were still a bit shaken up from the events of the evening. You felt awful that Chris had had to stay at work while the three of you headed home. You curled yourself into your blanket burrito further, watching with wide eyes.

“Fine. If you wanna be a bitch, deal with it yourself. It’s your fault, anyway.” Nick hissed, stalking off to another room.

Matt sighed, looking like he wanted to say something to Nick, but he didn’t. He simply watched his brother go, still holding the ice pack to his cheek. Before you knew, the brunette was sitting beside you, scrolling through his phone. In the light of the dim lamp that you had turned on, you examined Matt closely, looking at the tattoos that littered his bare arms and the small, silver ring that glinted in his nose. Despite his bruising cheek, black eye, and bloody noses, you felt a small twinge of butterflies in your stomach at his shirtlessness.

“Are you okay?” You whispered softly, trying to keep all your emotions from coming out in your voice.

Matt sighed, placing the ice pack on the coffee table and leaning back into the couch cushions, hands tangled in his hair. “I’m fucking tired.”

“You didn’t have to do that, y’know…” You murmured, scooting closer and unfolding the blanket across your friend’s lap as well.

“He fucking touched you without your permission.” Matt growled, blue eyes darkening as he turned his head to look at you.

“I know…and I appreciate you protecting me. But I don’t want you to get seriously injured over some asshole.”

“He touched you without your permission.” Matt grumbled unwaveringly, folding his arms over his chest.

In a leap of faith, you moved all the way next to Matt leaning your head against his shoulder. The boy wasn’t exactly the affectionate, cuddly type like his brothers, but he didn’t move when you did so. He simply flinched softly before relaxing, making no noise besides the soft rise and fall of his breathing. You relaxed into the soft warmth of Matt’s body heat for a moment, letting the room air out before you spoke again.

“You’re special.” You hummed.

Matt raised his eyebrow, looking at you resting on his shoulder. “What do you mean?”

“No one has ever done that for me…” Now that the adrenaline in your body had relaxed, you found yourself smiling at Matt’s actions. You didn’t like that he had been hurt, of course, but the fact that he would go to those lengths to protect you lit a fire in your heart. “So thank you.”

“You deserve that. Anyone does,” Matt mumbled. “No one should be touched without their permission.”

You simply made a small noise of acknowledgement, before returning to your quiet state for a bit. It wasn’t until you heard the brunette let out a muffled groan that you looked up, brows furrowing with worry. “Are you okay?”

“Fine.”

“C’mon Matt, don’t lie,” You poked his stomach gently, not missing how his cheeks reddened. “What’s up?”

“Nothing.”

“Something.” You huffed in a way that was unintentionally adorable.

“You’re annoying.” he grumbled, but a small smile was tugging at the corners of his lips.

“You haven't made a move to get me off your shoulder, though.” You pointed out.

Matt rolled his eyes, finally speaking softly. “Jus’ have a headache.”

“From the fight or…?”

“I haven’t been sleeping well lately.” Your friend admitted quietly.

Matt’s insomnia was no secret to you. In fact, you were the exact same way. There had been many nights where you two would both be awake long after Nick and Chris. You were never loud, or did much, but you were empathetic to each other’s pain. Physically not being able to sleep over a long stretch of time was awful, especially when you had particularly bad episodes. That was probably the reason you and Matt even had anything more than acquaintanceship. Your ‘problems’ that the other two triplets didn’t have brought you together, like the nights in high school that you both spent poring over his sketchbook.

“I know this question fucking sucks, but is there anything I can do?” You asked softly, still laying on his shoulder.

“Could um,” Matt swallowed down the lump in his throat; he fucking hated depending on people or asking for help. “Could I have some Ibuprofen? Please?”

Your face dropped into a frown at Matt’s simple, yet pleading request. You stood up off the couch, covering Matt with the rest of the blanket you’d been occupying. “I’ll be right back.” You said with a smile.

You made your way into the ensuite bathroom connected to your bedroom, noticing Nick had made himself at home, watching Rupaul’s on your television. “Hey.”

The oldest triplet paused the show, turning to look at you. “Is he letting you play doctor?” Nick asked, observing how you were rifling through your medicine cabinet.

“Kind of,” You shrugged, grabbing the bottle of pain reliever, as well as the small bottle of melatonin that you kept for the awful nights, in vain hope the supplement would work. “I think tonight was more of an emotional thing than anything.”

Nick knew exactly what you were referencing. “Oh?”

“He said he hasn’t been sleeping well,” You shook the small bottle of pills. “I get that way. When you’re so sleep deprived, you aren’t exactly rational.”

Your friend knew about your own struggles with sleep, which made him more understanding as to why Matt was opening up more to you. “I figured. He’s just never been violent like that. It was kinda shocking is all.”

“He’s not violent, Nick,” You scolded. “He was worried and thought that was the appropriate thing to do. He was defending me.” You found yourself blushing at the way you were defending the middle triplet, hoping it wasn’t overly visible.

“You got a crush on Matt?” Nick asked with a chuckle, never out of tune with people’s body language.

“Don’t be stupid.” You rolled your eyes, making your way towards the door.

“Okay, lovergirl.”

You ignored that little comment, opting instead to stop in the kitchen and get Matt a snack before you brought him the medicine. Despite being a florist, you found yourself drawn to nursing and healthcare. There was no way in hell you would let anyone take Ibuprofen on an empty stomach. You found a lone granola bar laying on your countertop, grabbing a water bottle out of the fridge as well.

“I come bearing gifts!” You smiled cheerfully, coming around the couch and plopping everything in Matt’s lap.

The brunette hadn’t moved since you’d been gone. All he had done was shrug the blanket closer around his shoulder, leaning his head back against the couch cushions, eyes closed softly. If you hadn’t known better, you would’ve thought Matt was asleep, but the dark bags under his eyes and the soft twitching of his eyelids told you otherwise. He blinked his eyes open softly, the standard bright blue that was Sturniolo eyes significantly dulled.

“Thank you. My head is fucking killing me.” he groaned.

You shook out three Ibuprofen into your palm, along with one melatonin and passed them to Matt. “Take these and then eat and then you sir will be watching your favorite movie and relaxing.”

Despite feeling like shit, Matt rolled his eyes. “It’s like my mother is here right now and she’s in Boston.”

“You love me.”

“I do,” Matt said nothing more for a moment until he shot up. “Shit. Not like…like that,” he blabbed. “As a friend, I mean. God, I’m sorry. That was weird.”

You had never heard Matt speak so many words in one sentence, nor were you expecting him to say he loved you. “I…” You chuckled and burst out laughing, desperately fighting the warm feeling spreading through your insides. “How much did you drink, Matt?”

“None.” he said pointedly, hating the way his cheeks were flushing.

You noticed the way Matt was fidgeting softly, most likely feeling embarrassed. “You know, I’ve known you for seven years and I still don’t know what your favorite movie is,” You grabbed the remote for your TV off the coffee table in an effort to not shove Matt back into his shell after he’d just opened up to you. “What is your favorite movie?”

“That’s for me to know, and you to never find out.” Matt said plainly, starting to eat the snack you had brought him.

“Tell me,” You pouted. “C’mon, it can’t be that bad.”

“Nope.”

“Tell me or I’ll tickle you.” You said with an evil grin.

“You promise you won’t laugh?” the annoyance in Matt’s tone had been replaced by the same soft Matt that had made his appearance earlier.

You couldn’t lie. As few and far-between as your one-on-one hangouts with Matt were, you liked this side of him. It was different, in the best way possible. Gone was the rough exterior that the rest of the world got to experience. This Matt felt more human, almost making you wish that he could be more than just your best friend’s brother.

“I promise I won’t laugh.” You acknowledged with a gentle, genuine smile, cuddling up to his side again.

Matt swallowed down the pills you had supplied him with, taking a swig of water afterwards. “...it’s Tangled.”

“Really?” You felt like your heart could burst in your chest at the moment. Rapunzel had been your favorite princess for as long as the movie had been out. You hadn’t been expecting that answer from a ‘tough guy’ tattoo artist, but when you really thought about it, the movie suited Matt perfectly. “That’s mine too!”

Matt looked down at you, resting on his shoulder, an emotion he couldn’t explain overtaking him. “You’re just like Rapunzel. Chatty and naive…but very kind.”

“Thanks? I think?” You chuckled, migrating over to Disney+ and flicking on the movie. “Now relax. Chris will kill me if he comes home and realizes we ditched him for no reason.”

The brunette hummed a soft agreement, keeping his eyes fixated on the screen as the movie began to play. There were so many things he wanted to tell you, like the fact that he didn’t think you were truly chatty or naive, or that he appreciated you truly caring for him more than he could ever speak, or that the reason for the early departure from the club wasn’t for no reason; someone had hurt someone he loved, and when that happened, he had a problem with it. Instead, he said nothing else, choosing to refuse to acknowledge his brain screaming at him that he had just said and thought that he loved you. You were Chris’ best friend, and by extension, his as well.

You two fell into an easy rhythm, watching the movie with sleepy eyes. The next thing you knew, Matt had shifted so that he was able to lay down more, resting his head on your chest. You practically froze with shock, hoping he couldn’t hear the way your heart began to beat wildly. This was new territory between the two of you. Whenever you shared platonic cuddles with Nick and Chris, you always initiated. Matt always declined your invitation to join, until now. You relaxed back into the couch cushions, listening to his breathing even out as he shrugged the blanket more over the two of you. At that moment, you realized that you could've stayed this way forever. You hoped that whatever possessed Matt to open up tonight stuck around, because this felt like true progress in your friendship.

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You looked up as the door to your apartment opened quietly, the clock reading 3:37 AM. You had given all three of the triplets keys to your place, knowing that you trusted them quite literally more than anyone else you knew. Chris stepped into the entryway, looking drained as he set down his backpack and slid off his Vans.

“Hey,” You whispered softly so as not to disturb Matt and his movie. “Did everything else go okay?”

Chris nodded, not yet noticing the position you and Matt were in. “I mean, fights are pretty common. People moved on quickly,” he shrugged. It was then that the boy noticed how Matt was laying, his brows perking curiously. “Is he…asleep?”

You had noticed that Matt’s breathing had become more even, but you hadn’t thought that he had actually fallen asleep. You had assumed that the movie would’ve held his attention, but then again, the events of the night, combined with being dead tired and melatonin, was a match for Matt. You looked down at the sleepy boy on your chest, hiding your fond smile. “Yeah.”

“Hmmm.” Chris hummed in acknowledgement, sitting on the other end of the couch.

“I think that’s why what happened tonight…happened,” You said softly. “He hasn’t been sleeping, Chris.”

“He never does,” Chris’ tone suddenly became cynical as he stood up off the couch, padding back into the kitchen. “Kid never learns.”

“Is everything…okay?”

“Just tired,” Chris smiled at you as he poured himself a glass of water, trying to ease your mind. It wasn’t your fault that Matt couldn’t sleep. “Is it cool if I stay over?”

“You know it is,” You teased, thankful that whatever fog had laid between you two for a moment had lifted. “What was it you told me last month? That’s like asking about your own house?”

“God, you have the memory of an elephant when you want to.” he sighed, rolling his eyes playfully.

“I know,” You smirked smugly. “G’night Chris.”

“Night, Y/N.” he said fondly, placing a soft, friendly kiss to the back of your head as he made his way into your guest room.

You switched off the television, placing the remote on the coffee table once more and covering yourself and Matt fully with the blanket. You laid a pillow behind your back, making yourself more comfortable to sleep. As much as you loved your bed, you hated the idea of disturbing Matt, especially knowing that he had been struggling to sleep lately. If letting him rest meant you were sleeping on the couch, you would do it.

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yanderes-galore · 29 days

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Angeldust with a prudish darling? :33 (Platonic/Romantic)🪲 [Shiny Bug Anon]

According to the dictionary, a Prude is;

"A person who is or claims to be easily shocked by matters relating to sex or nudity."

I'll see what I can do :) Definition is here for those who don't know what "Prude" meant like me. Please read Trigger Warnings THOROUGHLY.

Yandere! Angel Dust with Prude! Darling

Pairing: Platonic/Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Flirty behavior, Mature language/Themes, Intimate/Sexual behavior mentioned (he doesn't really do anything to you, just teases you), Drinking/Intoxication, Thoughts of violence/murder, Jealousy, Manipulation, Dubious companionship/relationship.

I feel a little bad for darling because you have the, for lack of a better term, Pornstar obsessed with you.

For a Sinner you seem awfully... tight lipped about sex.

The moment Angel says some innuendo or flirty comment, he notices you grimace or try to ignore it.

You practically run out of the room when he puts in one of his... "tapes".

At first he's confused, but honestly...?

He does find your nature a bit cute.

You just know Angel's going to tease you relentlessly.

After all, Angel's whole thing is about the intimate nature in Sinners.

Angel would definitely flirt and tease you just to see your reaction.

Afterwards he'd playfully laugh with a grin.

"No need to be such a prude around me, darling~ Such a carnal desire is nothing to be too ashamed about down here."

Despite this, I doubt Angel has any malicious intentions towards you.

He cares for you, be it as a close friend or some sort of genuine partner.

Him teasing you about nudity and intimacy is his form of showing affection since you're just so cute.

I mean, seriously... a Sinner who isn't promiscuous in the slightest?

It's a surprise to Angel... Although... Perhaps it's a welcome one?

Definitely makes comments about nudity around you, if he has romantic interest towards you it's no doubt about you or himself.

Honestly? He lives for the blush on your face.

You try to tell him off, telling him to stop teasing you...

However, how could he?

Again, you're adorable...

Plus, messing with you takes away his stress.

If he went too far, especially if Husk gave him a little too much to drink, he feels horrible.

Which results in him chasing you down, apologizing profusely and clinging to you.

He really does care about you, to the point that if anyone touched you... especially Val... Angel may just snap.

Angel would kill for you, if he can't he'll get someone who can...!

So while he may be playful and likes to see you blush or freak out, he hates making you upset.

It makes him feel like shit, really.

If Angel goes too far, he'll comfort you.

If someone else was teasing you, you can hear the growl that leaves the Spider-Demon's throat.

Teasing you is just you and him thing.

If anyone else messed with you, he'd immediately be protective.

He'd pick you up and glare daggers at the demon who dared to upset you like that.

"Hey. They don't like what you're doing, asshole. It's best you leave before things get ugly, scum...!"

Overall, Angel is teasing towards a darling who's prude.

He means well and is still affectionate, never intentionally trying to hurt you or make you upset.

Teasing you is his favorite thing to do with you...

The moment anyone else tries to take advantage of your nature, however?

They'll be gotten rid of and you'll be firmly placed in Angel's arms.

"Come on... you aren't at least a little bit curious?"

#yandere hazbin hotel #yandere angel dust #yandere hazbin hotel x reader

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raythekiller · 11 months

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Hey, I was wondering if you could do some hc's with Nasky, Hoodie, and EJ with an s/o who sucks in? Like, they go and hug their s/o from behind as a surprise and feel their stomach go in and their body tense? I do it a lot and some comfort would be nice. NSFW or SFW i don't care, and you can add or remove any characters.

Please and thank you <33

🗒 ❛ Reader Sucking In Their Stomach ༉‧₊˚✧

Featuring: Eyeless Jack, Masky, Hoodie

#Notes: I do this quite often as well

pronouns used: none

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꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Eyeless Jack

Not the most physically affectionate, so it might take a while for him to notice. When he feels you tensing up under his touch, however, he's immediately in alert mode. Did something happen? Did someone hurt you? Are you scared of him? Thoughts are just racing in his head and he might need some reassurance from you before calming down. Once he does, he'll ask if he can hug you. If you say yes, it's the most gentle, comforting embrace you've ever felt. He doesn't say anything else, but you know he cares and is worried about you.

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Masky

He's not the most affectionate either, but unlike EJ, he gets slightly offended when you tense up. Are you scared he might hurt you? After everything you've been through together, after how much he opened up to you, you still doubt him? Again, might need some reassurance. Once you explain it to him, he'll calm down and pat your head gently, calling you "Stupid" in an affectionate way. He's an asshole, but he's your asshole.

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Hoodie

The only one who doesn't freak out and probably finds out the sooner, given that he can get quite touchy at times. Once he feels you sucking in your stomach when he hugs you from behind, he'll loosen up his grip and just stare at you with a calm and knowing look. He'll grab a piece of paper and write down "Wanna talk about it?" before handing it back to you. If you do, he'll listen without giving much input of his own. If you don't, it's okay - he understands.

#creepypasta #creepypasta headcanons #creepypasta x reader #eyeless jack #eyeless jack x reader #masky #masky x reader #hoodie #hoodie x reader #ray.writes

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things-arent-what-they-seem66 · 27 days

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Ok so no prompt for the list for this one, but it's been rattling around in my brain for a little bit:

Adam has been stuck at the hotel for a bit, and him and Lucifer seem to be constantly fighting. Luci is constantly setting Adam off with jabs at his insecurities (the intent being lighthearted bickering, maybe even flirting, but he's Lucifer and his communication skills are shit), and Adam's response to being hurt is anger, so he always lashes out.

Once, after a particularly exhausting week, Adam doesn't have enough energy to get angry. So when Lucifer says something in an attempt to get a rise out of him (maybe a comment about Cain or Abel? Could be anything), instead of snapping at him or yelling, Adam just starts crying. He doesn't even realise it at first, but he's just so goddamn tired that he can't bring himself to get angry, and the hurt comes out a different way.

Lucifer goes to comfort him, but Adam refuses his support, asking him if he's happy now, if he got what he wanted. Luci doesn't understand, because he never realised that his words were hurting Adam.

From there it can go any which way, they make up there, Adam seeks comfort elsewhere (maybe Angel?? Holydust friends <33), Charlie getting angry at her dad, anything could happen!! It's all up to you :)

Indigo (*sticking Adam in the blender (/affectionate)*)

An angsty Adam smoothie, delicious!

Adam burst into tears, this was the shit cherry on the the shitty cake. All he wanted was to go to bed but no, this asshole has to say something to him. About his kids no less, his one major sore spot. "Are you fucking happy now asshole?! You made me cry you got what you wanted."

Lucifer stood there, stunned that he had actually made Adam cry. He was just teasing like he always did. He thought his teasing came off as flirting, he loved getting a rise out of Adam he was so cute when he was mad. The way his face flushed, his golden eyes held the emotion, his nose crinkled in the cutest way.

He was adorable.

Now though, maybe Lucifer was coming off more mean then he meant to.

Angel placed a hand on Adams shoulder and rubbed circle's on the sinners back. Even he was shocked by what the devil said, low blow about the guys kids.

"DAD!" Charlie scolded. "Apologize, there was no need for that."

Lucifer looked at Adam, guilt pooled in his heart. Well fuck. "I was just teasing like always, you know I didn't mean anything by it."

Adam scoffed and sniffed. "Yeah, cause saying I'm a fucking failure as a parent is real funny asshole." Okay, maybe he didn't say exactly that but that's how Adam took it.

Lucifer winced, yeah that was a low blow even for him.

"Why would you even fucking say that?"

"I like arguing with you. It's how we work, how we communicate." How we flirt, he added mentally.

"I would never look at you and say you're a shitty dad, even when you left her alone for seven fucking years." Okay yeah, Lucifer crossed a line.

"You're right. I crossed a line and I'm sorry. What happened to your boys wasn't your fault, you did the best you could with what you had at the time." Lucifer said, he really felt bad. "How about I make it up to you? Tomorrow we can go and do anything you want. My treat."

Adam blinked away his tears. "Anything?"

"Anything." The way Adam smirked at him told him all he needed to know.

He was really going to pay for this one wasn't he?

#adamsapple #hazbin hotel adam #lucifer x adam #hazbin hotel lucifer #ask

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bbarnesbby · 9 months

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Through the back door

Pervy!contractor!Joel Miller x fem!reader

(photos from pinterest, and not an accurate representation of how the reader is perceived in their appearance)

Summary: A fresh faced personal assistant catches Joel’s eye whilst working on his current job, and who can blame him for going after what he wants? Even if it takes some convincing…

Words: 2k

Warnings: 18+ minors DNI, dark!Joel Miller, Joel is VERY crude and pervy here, he's also very forward, creepy men, catcalling, groping, coercion, lots of sexual innuendos, but no actual smut, my lil brain knows nothing about construction sites or contractors and it shows<3, my dyslexia lol

!! I do not consent to or accept any instance in which my works are copied, edited, reposted or translated on tumblr or any other website. !!

!! Please also note that this is fan fiction and I would never tolerate the themes in this being repeated in the real world. I am not responsible for what you consume on this website, all warnings are given and if you don't feel comfortable with them then your opinion is valid and understandable, but not invitation to hate on or shame this fanfic !!

Thank you and please enjoy <33

The repetitive click of your heels on the dusty pavement below you seems to be the only thing you can hear over your laboured breathing as you rush to get back to the office building, the place that could only affectionately be described as your own personal hell.

When you'd first gotten the job, the ambiguously labelled title you had been assigned did confuse you at first. However, now as you grip the holder for four coffees in one hand, and a bag carrying a series of different flavoured salads, sandwiches, and kinds of pasta in the other, you realise it was all to cover up what you'd really be.

A bottom-of-the-barrel personal assistant.

The job itself isn't one you would complain about, everyone has got to start somewhere after all, especially coming straight out of college. It's just the assholes you work for that make you long for an escape.

Young men with no degree, making them easily less qualified than you, having the audacity to make requests that must be completed in unrealistic time frames seem to be the bane of your existence. The fact they have the power to do so only down to the fact they have family working the important positions in other branches of the company.

That and the thing hanging between their legs.

Pushing your thoughts of distaste aside, you glance at your wristwatch as you round the last corner of your journey before the building is in sight. You notice you've got a good five minutes before you're eligible for a scolding from your boss and let out a sigh of relief.

But as you get closer to your destination, you notice construction tape seems to have materialised around the walkway to the office building in the fifteen minutes you were gone, men already drilling into the ground you need to walk over to get where you need to be.

As you hurry to the now construction site, you stand for a moment confused, huffing as you look around for anyone who could help you in your predicament.

Your eyes scan a group of men standing by the bed of a pickup truck, presumably talking about their job at hand. You walk along the makeshift fence made up of scuffed traffic cones and more construction tape until you're near enough parallel to the truck, not crossing the tape out of concern you may disrupt whatever's going on.

"Excuse me?" Voice loud enough to be heard but still polite, you gain the attention of a couple of the men, their averted gazes prompting those who didn't initially hear you to look over too. A small but friendly smile pulls at your lips but soon falters when a few of them let out their renditions of low whistles and unsavoury comments towards you.

"You alright, pretty lady?" One of them smirks, dark, invasive eyes giving you a once over as he runs his hand over his dark brown, almost black, hair.

Was this building a magnet for sleazy male stereotypes or something?

"Um, I work here." You stumble over the statement slightly, the discomfort you feel under his penetrative stare affecting your speech as you weakly point at the building behind them.

"Yeah, no shit." The same man darkly chuckles along with a couple of the other workers, eyes raking your form, clad in a blouse and pencil skirt. But you feel you might as well be naked in front of them, stuck there like a deer in headlights as they continue to ogle your body. Before he can make any other comments, he's lightly pushed to the side as another man approaches.

"Shut up, Tommy..." His voice is deep and commanding but has a playful nature behind it, the two of them clearly well acquainted with one another.

He looks to be older than the men around him, broad frame imposing as he comes to where the tape separates you from him. Although, the way he carries himself suggests he's probably in a position where he could do whatever he wanted with the equipment on the site, but have no one to answer to for it.

"How can I help, sweetheart?" He sounds friendly enough but has that dirty, smug look on his face that tells you he's not any better than the men who'd previously been eyeing you like a piece of meat.

Despite the sickly feeling that swirls in the pit of your stomach when looking at him, you realise he's probably your best shot at getting you where you need to be.

"I need to get back in the building," your voice is timid as you try to avoid the burly man's gaze, opting to look back to where men are starting to pull up the concrete slabs that once made up your path back into your workplace. Though the pause after you've spoken prompts you to glance back up at him, catching him looking down the gap between your chest and slightly unbuttoned blouse, "I work here-"

"Yeah, you've said that." he cuts you off with a smirk, taking in your mortified expression before looking over the construction site with a huff. "Well my boys are pretty deep in their work now, and I can't have ya walking through here when we've got equipment running," he gives you another once over, "don't want a pretty girl like you getting hurt, do we?"

He's smiling again, but you see straight through it and tense at the realisation these men will be working here for god knows how long.

"What should I do then?" You ask with furrowed brows, readjusting your hold on the coffees that now uncomfortably weigh down your hand.

"I mean I could carry ya over," he laughs as though it's a joke, but first impressions tell you he'd jump at the opportunity to get his filthy hands on you -- no matter the circumstance, "how bout I take you in the backdoor?"

The way he worded the innuendo didn't fly over your head the way you wish it did, and the combination of his comment and the way he's now running his pink tongue over his bottom lip making you feel sick in multiple ways.

You reluctantly nod, just wanting to get back to work and away from this man. The obnoxious nepo babies that unfairly dominated your field of work suddenly felt like prince charmings in comparison to the man now stepping over the flimsy barrier that once separated you. But as he came that small distance closer, you couldn't help but feel some attraction to his broad frame and tan skin. And those arms...

His slight chuckle pulls you out of your thoughts, wide eyes snapping up to meet his leering expression as prickling heat floods your face in embarrassment.

"C'mon, I'm Joel by the way," he tilts his head, gesturing for you to walk in front of him. It's a request you realise most likely has ulterior motives, but you do so anyway after muttering your name in return.

Rounding the corner, you falter for a moment as the cluttered alley comes into view. Your gut instinct is screaming at you to tell Joel that he can fuck right off back to wherever he came from, but you figure that would cause more commotion than the slim possibility he'd try anything in broad daylight.

But as you carry on down the alley and squeeze past a particularly cluttered area of multiple dumpsters and bins, you become more uncomfortable as he spews another innuendo about how 'it's real tight, huh?'

His irksome behaviour soon becomes less of an annoyance and more of a concern though.

Once you're past the worst of the clutter you soon realise that it wasn't just an obstacle, but also serves as a wall -- blocking any further view for anyone passing by.

Turning around, you merely stand there as Joel comes closer. His daunting frame becomes more intimidating in the dim light of the narrowing lane you now find yourself trapped in, helpless.

"Doors just there," he mutters while pointing to the slightly beaten-up side door to the left of you, a twisted attempt at making you believe you still have any control over this situation.

Not trusting your voice, you simply nod at him with your eyes still locked. You'd prefer him to leave before you turn your back to him, but when he makes no move to do so, you quickly rush to the door in the hopes you may be faster than him.

But faster you are not.

First, you feel the heat radiating off of him, and then you feel the hard chest, the wandering hands, the grinding hips. As he invades your space and presses himself against your back, you try to squirm away, but only end up pinning yourself between the door and his imposing body.

"Where you tryna go, sweetheart?" His breath is hot against your neck, sending shivers down your spine and to places that make your body hot with shame. "You really wanna go back in there? Where those people are just gonna treat you like shit?"

His hips continue to grind into your ass, becoming more calculated rather than ravenous, as though his words and body are working as one to persuade you.

"I know those guys, they'll chew you up and spit you out." His words become harsh and his rough hands harsher, beginning to untuck your blouse from your pencil skirt, reaching up until his fingers are splayed across your stomach. The skin-on-skin contact is undeniably thrilling, as he now caresses it with finesse.

"So fuckin' soft," he mutters into your hair, inhaling before releasing a rumbling groan, "I'd treat you like the sweetest thing, baby."

You grimace at his words, far too much commitment behind them, leaving you spiralling into another panicked frenzy. You squirm again, this time having more success as you're able to turn to face him, although not fully able to escape his unrelenting hold yet. Facing him, you see how dark his eyes have become, set on you like a predator eyeing its prey.

His hair is slightly tousled, the way he'd previously been ravaging your body having that effect. You realise there's no way you can persuade him to stop his pursuit of you, so you decide to cave, at least you hope he thinks so.

"Let's not do this here." You say it quietly so as to not come off too demanding, peering up at him through your lashes in a way that you hope looks innocent enough for him to believe it. "Wouldn't you wanna do this someplace comfier," your voice switches from scared to sultry, “hm?”

He quirks a brow at this, slowing his assault on your body to a stop, but not yet taking his hands off of you, “you wanna do this somewhere else, sweetheart?”

The pet name still irks you, but provides some ease in telling you your comment hasn’t pissed him off at all. Trying to run along with your manipulative escape, you nod up at him, taking your bottom lip between your teeth and pushing your own crotch closer to his. You tell yourself it’s all for the bigger picture, but you can’t ignore the way your body has come more accustomed to his touch in such a short period of time.

"Mhm,” you’re nodding again, placing a hand on his firm chest, and slowly, teasingly, sliding it lower, “do this where you can take real good care of me… Show me what I'm missing?"

There's a pause, his expression unreadable as he continues to penetrate your façade with his stare. His lack of response has you rethinking your words, brows twitching as more sick scenarios of what could ensue consume your thoughts. But then a dark chuckle fills the tense silence, Joel shaking his head as he smirks down at you. Stepping back, he tucks his hands into his pockets and gives you one last once over before nodding his head and making his way back down the alley.

"I'll keep an eye out," are his last words before he disappears past the trash and clutter, out of sight.

But maybe not quite out of mind...

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First fic done! All likes, comments and reblogs are greatly appreciated and I am open to requests on future fic ideas you may have<33

#joel miller x reader #dark!joel miller #joel miller #joel miller x female reader #the last of us #pedro pascal #pervy!contractor!joel miller #pervy!joel miller #joel miller fanfiction

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joohanisms · 11 months

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hi lizzie! i already know you by your main, i wanted to ask you some oneshots/thoughts about sex with jealous jiseok?

MY MAIN ?@?@@? was it from the obnoxious amount of likes i leave on every single work on the xdh tags LMAO thank you so much for the request <33 hope you like it

jealous jiseok thoughts 💭💫

cw: jealousy obv, oral (fem receiving), possessive tones, unprotected sex (on birth control. don't be dumb), cum play slightly wc: 1,1k

minors dni

jiseok doesn't strike me to be the type to get jealous easily But! once he does... oh no

let's say you're out somewhere, like a party. and he's going about the looks people shoot you the usual way: smirking back at people, all smug, as if he's saying "this is Mine <3 look at me having someone you'll never have"

he did not expect your own friend to hit on you though

they were always a little touchy, and jiseok's not usually bothered (hell, he's not even in a place to be bothered. his friends are hanging off his shoulders half the time – if it doesn't bother you, it shouldn't bother him)

but tonight they were too affectionate

it started with them casually touching you while you talked, then they started playing with your fingers and fixing your hair and now jiseok's threat radar is beeping

when they lean in to talk into your ear, he draws the line. he's intervening

he gets closer and hears the "come on, leave with me. he doesn't have to know" in the air

oh no. oh nononono

he's PISSED. not only are they flirting with you in front of him, they're also blatantly asking you to cheat?

you can barely begin to indignantly refuse as he wraps his arm around your shoulders, ignores the so called friend and goes "hey, babe." before he presses a kiss that lasts a second too long to your lips

"do you want to go home? i think we'd have a better time there than here," pointedly looks at the person in front of you and pulls you closer, "plus i really want to find out what's the surprise you said you have for me back home."

there's no surprise. he's only making a point. you don't think you're even wearing matching underwear

he didn't even wait for your friend to say anything – as soon as you open your mouth to agree, he's whisking you away (he Does look back to see their face though)

when you're finally met with the fresh night air outside the building, jiseok pulls his phone out to call you both a cab and starts his angry rant

"are they out of their mind? doing that when i'm a few feet away? trying to get you to fuck them when they know damn well you're taken! we're not seeing that asshole ever again, they should feel lucky i didn't punch their teeth right off, if i was the slightest bit crazier i would've–"

"jiseokie," a hand to his cheek, "are you jealous?"

he looks up from his phone to find your playful gaze. he huffed, "of course i am! who do they think they are–" he's cut off by a searing kiss to his lips.

"it's kind of hot."

the way you were looking at him... hell he could fuck you right then and there and even hope your stupid friend catches you. unfortunately, the cab is here and the poor driver shouldn't be subjected to seeing that

the second you arrive at your apartment, he's holding your face with both his hands and kissing you downright filthily in your little entrance hall

you need to take your shoes off though... that's not a problem at all – you hear his chunky sneakers be tossed to the ground while he keeps kissing you the best he can, and you only separate as he crouches down to unlace your boots for you

you can barely appreciate the view of your boyfriend at your feet before your boots are off and he's on you again

his lips attach to your neck, sucking and nipping on the flesh while his hands sneak under your shirt

he has half a mind to bend you over the couch and fuck you stupid until your moans are engraved on the couch, but he ultimately decides on pulling you into your bedroom

before you even get to the bed, you're shirtless, jiseok's hands fumbling with the clasps of your bra while you work on his jeans

you don't get very far before your knees hit the bed and you're falling backwards

your hair fawning around your face, your cheeks flushed, your lips kiss-bitten, your bra half-off, your eyes nearly desperate... jiseok is so glad he's the only one who gets to see you like this

(and if it's up to him he'll be the only one to see you like this for the rest of time <3)

but for now he'll just push your skirt up and pull your underwear down <3

and eats you out sooooo good like legs over his shoulders his fingers spreading you

after you cum, you try to repay the favor but he grabs your hands and goes "wanna cum inside you, baby, please"

and who are you to deny him !! it's not common to have him cum in you even though you're on birth control... my guy likes the visual of his cum on your skin

and so in a second his pants and underwear are off, your legs are around his hips and he's ruining your neck again while he guides his cock to your entrance

he pushes in bit by bit, and only when he bottoms out he detaches from your neck and grins, pressing the pads of his fingers into what you assume are the hickeys he left

"you're mine", he softly says, looking into your eyes, before he starts thrusting into you

it gets really fast and rough really quick

you can't help but moan a little too loudly, the way his hips are slamming into your thighs feels divine. and when he presses his thumb to your clit...... you're seeing stars wtf

he's kissing you desperately, in a mix of panting and actually kissing you properly. your arms wind around his neck, needing him closer while you feel a familiar wave of pleasure starting to come over you

what really does it for you is his little rushed whisper of "mine, mine, mine, you're only mine right baby? mine to fuck you like this, mine to ruin, mine"

he keeps mumbling possessives and filth while he fucks you through your high

"'m yours, ji– only yours," you manage to say through the fog in your brain, and you feel his release fill your cunt

when he finally stops grinding into you, prolonging his orgasm as much as he could, he'll pull out slowly so he can watch his cum drip out of your hole

scoops a little bit of it with his fingers and smears it on your cheek, kissing you deeply afterwards

"my baby," he whispers between kisses, "only mine."

when both of you have finally caught your breaths, jiseok gets up to fetch a towel to wipe you down

when he comes back, he cleans you thoroughly - except the cum smeared on your cheek

"you forgot something." you point to your sticky cheek.

he grins devilishly, straddling you. "that's for you to wear, babe. so everyone knows you're mine."

bonus: when you're cuddling later, ready to sleep, you remember something: "... so what was the surprise i had for you back here?"

"shut up and go to sleep."

#xdinary heroes smut #xdh imagines #xdinary heroes imagine #xdh smut #xdh hard hours #xdh scenarios #xdh x reader #xdinary heroes hard hours #xdinary heroes x reader #xdinary heroes fanfic #gaon x reader #gaon smut #my fics #xdinary heroes imagines #kwak jiseok imagine #kwak jiseok smut #kwak jiseok x reader #gaon imagine

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little-otter-writes · 1 month

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could u do some tom x tord domestic headcannons?? :33

Of course! We love a good enemies to lovers ship >:3

I'm gonna be honest I never really understood what domestic meant in terms of shipping so these are just random cute headcanons I have for them lol QwQ"

TomTord domestic hcs

Very affectionate with each other, especially in private

Neither of them are big on PDA, the most they'll do is hold hands or give little cheek kisses to each other in public

Tord loves teasing Tom and being overly flirty in public just too fluster him

Tom acts like he hates it but he actually loves the playful banter

Call each other dumb nicknames or insults regularly as playful banter

"Hey asshole" "hey shithead"

Tom is a little pudgy and Tord just LOVES being able to cuddle him because hes just so comfy even if he likes to say he's "not a cuddler"

Tom likes too annoy Tord while he works because he knows Tord will retaliate later when they're alone. He just loves it

Tom likes to play with Tord's hair

Tord sketches Tom in his workbook when he's alone

Tord's brain defaults back to Norwegian when drunk and he just likes to tell Tom how amazing and gorgeous he is. Tom doesn't understand a thing he's saying but loves it anyway

Tord will regularly just grab Tom randomly to mess with him

Tom wears one of Tord's hoodies whenever he isn't home. He keeps it stashed under his bed

It took a while for Matt and edd to figure out the two were dating because they hid it at first but eventually they fessed up and now they don't mind being affectionate in front of Edd and Matt

#eddsworld #tord eddsworld #eddsworld tord #tom eddsworld #eddsworld tom #tord ew #ew tord #tom ew #ew tom #tomtord #tordtom #headcanons #fanfics #fics #ship headcanons

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sebsxphia · 2 years

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Jealousy tiff between you and Jake that ends with a lust filled stare down where he tells you “come sit on your cock, baby” grabs your hand against his cock and balls and tells you “this is yours it’s just attached to me”

YOUR COCK???? THIS IS YOURS???? ITS JUST ATTACHED TO ME???????

hold on. hold on!!!!!!! WAIT

as much as jake is the possessive asshole he is (affectionate), he will stop at nothing to remind you he is yours as much as you are his. and loves nothing more than proving it with his cock and balls.

after a bitter night at a navy gala, you’re tensely stood in your shared en-suite bathroom, tugging out your earrings. the final item on your now naked body. “can’t you see it, jake? you’re the pretty boy pilot who everyone loves. i see the way those other girls look at you. i’m not fucking stupid.”

you spot his naked self in the reflection of the mirror coming up behind you. he turns you around and slides his fingers down to your hand and brings it to his cock and balls. he’s towering over you now and you swallow thickly at his darkened gaze. you know he loves it when you get angry at him. asshole.

“come and sit on your cock baby.” you scoff and bite back at him. “mine? i wouldn’t be surprised if some pretty pilot has already sat on it.” he doesn’t raise his voice back at you. his dreadfully calm demeanour frightens you. but you’re not one to back down to prove your point.

“this is yours to do with as you please. it’s just attached to me.” you can feel him getting harder in your hands and you squeeze lightly as a warning.

“then come on, let me use it as my own personal fucking dildo. i don’t want to hear a peep out of you seresin.”

good GREIF!! thank you so so much for this incredible thot dear anon!!! 💌😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 <33

#💌you’ve got mail #jake hangman seresin #jake hangman x reader #jake hangman seresin x reader #hangman x reader #jake seresin x reader #jake seresin x you #jake hangman x you #hangman x you

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stqrriichiigo · 2 years

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— ❝ 𝐒𝐀𝐄 𝐈𝐓𝐎𝐒𝐇𝐈 𝐀𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃. ❞

parings ! ━━ sae itoshi x black!f. reader. ( she/her prns. )

cw ! ━━ established relationships, suggestive topics, reader is labeled religious/christian, sae isn't much of an ass, fluff, reader has siblings, reader is also an athlete specifically basketballer, sae's rich well obviously since footballers gets paid alot of money.

wc ! ━━ 0.3 k +

notes ! ━━ it was literally 3 in the morning when I started this, something is definitely wrong with me but anyways I'm back in my blue lock phase and the sae has been on my mind alot lately so yeahhhh.

links ! ━━ moodboard. vid. vid.

tags : @jogeto

⿻ ⊹˚ Ahhhh you guys are honestly so cuteeee, sae isn't really the affectionate type but he'll try every once in awhile to reassure you he still loves you. <33333

⿻ ⊹˚ He definitely takes you to some elegant restaurants for dates ( like in the videos above ) because your his princess and you deserve princess treatment. <33

⿻ ⊹˚ A literal asshole, like bro you literally be there enjoying your day and he comes annoy with some random bullshit.

⿻ ⊹˚ He lovesss to tease you like if you're staring at his lips he'll be like " aww, you want a kiss sweetheart. " and even though that leaves you a bit flustered, you'll nod and when you're both leaning in he'll swerve and give you a peck on your cheek instead and laugh at you, he'll probably even say some shit like " you should have seen the adorable look on your face. " leaving you flustered again. 🥲

⿻ ⊹˚ Sooo overprotective and I mean it, he's not one for pda bcs of paparazzi and stuff, but if he sees some creep staring at you, he'll wrap his arms around your waist and probably even grope your ass and give them that ' she's mine ' glare.

⿻ ⊹˚ Probably invites you to his games, tells to wear one of his old jerseys and cheer for him real loud to make his teammates jealous.

⿻ ⊹˚ Ok so with both you and sae as international athletes you guys rarely see each other and with that being said expect alot and I mean alottttt of facetime.

⿻ ⊹˚ While on factime he's always taking screenshots of you, like everytime you two facetime he doesn't miss an opportunity to screenshot you. <3

⿻ ⊹˚ Anyways you probably invite him to some family event and your family falls inlove with him instantly, like your siblings will steal him from you but he doesn't mind.

⿻ ⊹˚His face definitely lit up when he tasted your mom's cooking, probably even goes for a second plate. 💀

⿻ ⊹˚ Since bcs of your career you have to wear a protective hairstyle he definitely watches tutorials on YouTube on how to do box braids or summ' or when you go to the hair dresser he offers to come and watch how they do the hair. <33

⿻ ⊹˚ But apart from that him as a boyfie is a 9/10. 💕

VOTD ! — Psalms 18:2. The Lord is my rock and my fortress and my deliverer

#𔘓⁩ — dom.writes #urluvvdomm #sae x reader #sae itoshi x reader #sae x black reader #sae itoshi x black reader #sae itoshi headcanons #blue lock x black reader #blue lock x reader #spotify

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nintendont2502 · 7 months

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OHH MY GOD (HS2 upd8 spoilers under cut im.)

This isn't going to be fucking coherent at all I'm just??? HOMY SHIT?? It felt fucking ISNANE reading new official content in ***2023***

Anyway OH MY GOD

Terezi,,,, her honourable terezi,,, the courtroom scene was so,,,

Also I genuinely lost my shit when I saw ult dirk appear again (even if just in pesterlog form) I MISSED HIM <33 MT LITTLE FUCKING SHITHEEL HES SUCH AN ASSHOLE AND I FUCKING LOVE HIM

Sollux was a jumpscare but he was fucking great,, solroxy friendship is so fucking real and he looks great in those shades

DAVEBOT DAVEBIT MY FUCKING <333

John being everyones bitxh is great

Every terezi/ult dirk interaction has been amazing but the berries and cream shit was unruincislly funny

Fucking asshole (affectionate)

#its 2 am how the fuck am i meant to sleep???#homestuck #homestuck^2 #hs2 #hs^2 #idk what the tag is fir this

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kaelily · 1 year

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you asked for this LMAO

so. the wanderer.

bastard incarnate who still won't crit even with cryo.

it's not the full lore- but:

When he deleted himself from Irminsul, the whole paracosm cracked a teensy tiny bit, which made him split into a thousand fucking pieces into other universes.

my job is to FIX these said cracks by aligning them into the "original" one

how do I do that? well, the Creator has set me five constants to fulfill when realigning a world- three of which involve him.

So I'm basically fated to meet with this dumbass (affectionate) and fall in love with him every time I do my job-

which is... an experience, because there's no guarantee he'll like me BACK.

The original doesn't even like me... I think

but somehow these pieces of himself do, even though they receive the same memories the original Wanderer does in his Persona 5 moment

That reminds me... how long has it been..?

7298 days, asshole. Make your choice.

Hm? Did someone say something?

pls not you calling him a bastard 😭

omg this au is SO good please !! the way you'll prob loose him over and over again tho, the angst is real. ok but what if the original likes you back but he never told you hehe👀? i think the creator is being a lil sussy tbh. overall this is such a great concept oml, i love these kind of alt universe thingies <33

also stop fcking with me esther, you're scaring me with the ending 😭

tell me about your self-ships

#asks : esther #lily gets an ask #lily's lovely moots

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chickensarentcheap · 1 year

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For the Ship Ask Game: With Tyler and Esme

3, 8, 14 and 33 please😍

You got it, sweets! :D <3

3. What was their first impression of each other?

Esme found Tyler very intriguing. She'd been around a lot of mercenaries, hitmen, military peeps, and there was something so different about him. He'd lived a rough life and she could tell he was carrying around something very heavy, but there was life in his eyes still. A humanity that the others didn't have. Of course, she also thought he was crazy hot and had the sexiest hands and forearms she'd ever seen lmao

Tyler found her very cute. Just this sunny little thing with a bounce in her step and the sweetest little freckles across the bridge of her nose. Very unlike the women he'd come across in that life before or the ones that he'd bedded. She didn't seem like she belonged in that kind of circle and business. And of course, she was very small and he didn't think she'd be much help in Dhaka. That she'd been too meek and mild. Boy, did he learn quick lol

8. What do they love most about the other? Why?

Esme loves that Tyler is the massive, walking juxtaposition. He's big and strong and most find him intimidating and mean looking (she calls it his resting asshole face lol) but he's actually a big softie. Loves kids and animals (and they're always drawn to him) extremely protective, completely dedicated to her and their family and their marriage in general. He thrives as a husband and father. That domesticity.

Tyler loves her strength and her resilience. This tiny little thing that has been through so much yet still loves the world and everyone in it. Always finding the good in bad situations. She's his rock. She's been through some really bad shit with him and she never gives up on him. Definitely his biggest cheerleader.

14. Do they enjoy PDA, or are they more private with affection?

Tyler was never an affectionate person, really. He never grew up receiving it and therefore never learned how to be comfortable giving it. He wanted to, but had been taught that was weak and unmanly and he'd carried around that toxic shit all his life. Esme on the other hand is extremely affectionate. She craves it and needs it. Both giving and receiving. He had to learn how to be that way for her, as it's her love language and she'd been love and touched starved in her marriage to Mark. So it was something they worked on together. She didn't force him too far out of his comfort zone and he put everything he had into trying his best to be what she needed. Now, they don't think twice about PDA. Which is always cute to see I imagine as he's so big and she's so wee lol

33. How do they flirt? Who’s the worse flirt?

As often as they can. It's just part of their relationship and who they are together. lol. Neither of them are great at it, to be honest. But it's cute and they enjoy doing it. Mostly it's through touch and glances. But Tyler always does it through cheesy pick up lines (Do you have any Australian in you? No? Do you want some?) and touching her hair and her cheek or the back of her neck.

****

My peeps: @muchadoaboutcj @munstysmind @mrsmungus @tragiclyhip @secretaryunpaid @karimac @ninjasawakenedmystar @starryeyes2000 @residentdormouse @asirensrage

#Tyler and Esme series

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tadc-confessions · 17 hours

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To be completely honest, if Jax goes full apeshit and does fucked up shit to all others it won't bother me. He'll still be my favorite character. That's just how it is.

He stops giving a shit about anyone?

Doesn't help them if their life is in danger or if they're on the verge of abstraction (in fact he can make it worse or end up being the reason of someone's abstraction)?

Betrays or kills them for fun?

You go girl, I'd be so fun to watch for me and I'm not sorry, that's what these things made for, to have fun, and only you can decide how. It's your business only and nobody can tell you otherwise.

"He's an asshole."

"Yes and I enjoy it."

That's the end of the conversation.

Although I'm still thinking about how Gooseworx said that they into character development in this project and every character has a reason to act that way, so Jax probably does have a reason to be such a dick and if he does, I'M SO EXCITED TO KNOW. And I'm so down for Jax angst. Any angst actually, I love angst sm.

Although usually asshole characters like him get punished for this behavior either by carma or another character and that wouldn't be a problem. I'd kick his ass myself actually /affectionate

It's that kind of favourite character, when you would throw him at the wall or put him in a jar and violently shake it.

Btw admin thanks for giving a place to shout about tadc I'm feeling a lot better after venting for a bit <3

Of course!! <33

I’m going to let this confession sit and allow others opinions cause that’s a lot to think about imo

#gooseworx #tadc #the amazing digital circus #glitch productions

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sprooknooky · 1 year

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Irene and Wall for the character ask?

Thank you for the ask!! Two of my favorite guys ever!! This ended up being really long...

Irene:

favorite thing about them:

Just her <33 She’s like my favorite person. Sorry real life friends, Irene is my best friend and has been since I was twelve years old.

Really though, I actually enjoy her part of the story (ignoring the sequel). I love that she’s a weird old lady who invented dragon slayers and lives in a castle across the ocean from her daughter that she just assumes is dead. Fuckin amazing. She’s flirty. She’s really hot and she knows it. She’s traumatized as hell. Good for her.

least favorite thing about them:

This kinda goes for every woman in Fairy Tail, but I hate that she’s used for fanservice, especially in the sequel, but also how they changed some scenes in the anime to showcase her massive tits. Like really?? She’s better than this. Let her wear clothes. Please.

Also, I really love super overpowered characters, but for a lot of Irene’s attacks, pure plot armor was used to beat her. Like why is she able to summon a meteor? That part is so dumb. Just let her be an enchantress. It just feels weirdly inconsistent to show that she’s powerful. We already know she’s powerful. Whatever. I’m salty.

favorite line:

Irene says some absolutely batshit stuff but I may have to go with this one. I like how sarcastic it is. She’s such an asshole (affectionate).

Also fun fact: they forgot to color the collar of her top in this panel!

brOTP:

Irene and Bloodman!! I know they don’t interact at all in canon but I love that they’re on the same team during the war. It sparked something within me. They’re both super old and have to put up with Zeref’s bullshit and would bond over that. <3

OTP:

Irene x Anna! They’re old and traumatized and totally knew each other 400 years ago. Also, Irene is a lesbian so I like it a lot better than Irene x Zeref or Irene x Acnologia.

nOTP:

Ehhhh Irene x Acnologia gives me bad vibes… I understand the appeal I guess? She created dragon slayers to help the dragons and he became a dragon slayer and killed all of them. But MAN is it toxic. They both deserve better.

random headcanon:

I think I’ve said this one before but she watches so much shitty reality TV. Like the dating shows where people are on an island and have sex and there’s drama for no reason. She loves that stuff. She makes fun of it daily.

unpopular opinion:

She shouldn’t have been back in the sequel…. I love Irene. So much. But she really didn’t add anything meaningful and didn’t need the ending they gave her. It was just really dissatisfying in my opinion. I feel like a lot of people didn’t mind her being back, but it really doesn’t make sense.

song i associate with them:

Never Love an Anchor by the Crane Wives thanks to @pencilofawesomeness ‘s post here (it’s so cool!! I hope you don’t mind the tag)

favorite picture of them:

She is SO PRETTY but also so silly and I’m struggling to pick just one…

But probably this one :)

Wall:

favorite thing about them:

I love their silly little personality. I enjoy deranged little guys in general but I like that he has a weird lawyer thing going on. He says “indeed” a lot and stuff like “case dismissed” and it’s so funny. Their title is the adjudicator. Why is he a lawyer??? And the best part is he can rewrite his own personality. So he wrote himself to be this way. That’s amazing. Go little funky robot guy go!!

least favorite thing about them:

I feel like Wall was really doomed by the narrative. He should have had so much more screen time. He just has so much potential. Why introduce a species of robot people as well as alchemy just to kill the guy off? It just makes me sad because they’re so fun.

favorite line:

This is just so badass

brOTP:

Wall and Dimaria are menaces <3 I love that they tease each other in canon and they definitely spar in their free time. Everyone hates it when they’re together because they’ll just gang up on people and make fun of them. It’s great.

OTP:

I don’t think I ship Wall with anyone… they give me aroace vibes.

nOTp:

I think some people ship him with Neinhart? That’s kinda weird in my opinion. Don’t they hate each other? I dunno, it just feels wrong. Besides, Neinhart is too stupid to get any bitches. (Full offense to Neinhart.)

random headcanon:

He was broken out of jail by the empire and that’s why his outfit kinda looks like a prison jumpsuit.

unpopular opinion:

I don’t think I’ve seen enough people complaining about red lightning but it should not have killed Wall. Lightning is lightning regardless of color or strength or whatever. I would have much preferred Wall die by being outsmarted. I also really hate Laxus fighting Wall at all… I think it would have been so much cooler to give the Thunder Legion a better fight against them! Anyway, I don’t know how unpopular that is, but it’s all I have right now.

song i associate with them:

Hmm… I can’t really think of one right now. I’ll update this if I remember anything though.

favorite picture of them:

This one’s pretty rad :D (Or the one I used for his quote)

#thank you for the ask this was really fun #wall eehto #irene belserion

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244/Jinho Lee as a dad

After putting it off, I finally caught up with Viral Hit on Webtoons. I’m someone who loves reading headcanons/scenarios about my favorite series and just people’s thoughts in general. A popular headcanon across many fandoms seem to be “how would x be as a dad,” and I’ve given it some thought.

There are many lovely headcanons about father 244 on here, but I have a different idea of how he would be, so here we go! This will be single dad 244. Possible mild spoilers!

I can’t imagine him being married, which is why I’m going the single father route. I can see him having a child due to an accidental slip-up. He’d either be a single father because the mother is deceased or because they aren’t together, but let's go the deceased route. Sorry, mom.

According to the wiki, he is older than 25, but I can’t imagine him being older than 33. Let’s put him around 28 for our scenario. For scenario/headcanon purposes let's say that he has a 5 year old daughter .

Onto the good stuff, I don’t think 244 would be a good dad. I believe that he would be emotionally unavailable. He himself and other characters who know him as Jinho acknowledge that he is heartless and lacks proper emotions. He doesn’t view people as people and admittedly feels empty. I personally think that he is possibly a psychopath. Whatever love he would have for his child would be shallow and more like the love one would have for a belonging or tool than a person.

He wouldn’t be physically affectionate unless he had something to gain from it. I can see him only being affectionate to look good in front of others or to manipulate his child into doing something because he knows that humans crave affection.

He would provide well financially. We can see that he is pretty wealthy. I think that his daughter would live in a nice neighborhood, go to the best schools, have the best toys, and she'd receive a hefty allowance once she entered middle school. Now, I don't think that he'd send his child to the best schools just because, she'd definitely have to eventually do something in return such as making sure to brush shoulders with the children of powerful men, only so he can use them to expand himself and go even higher. Not at 5 but she'll have to be prepared for it later on.

Part of me thinks that he'd raise her as a useful tool but another part of me thinks that she would have a somewhat normal but detached upbringing.

Another thing, I don’t think that he’d would ACTUALLY raise his own child. I think that for the most part his child would be raised by a nanny. They'd live in the same house but he seems to be a busy man so I imagine that he'd be away on "business" trips pretty often. I'd say that he'd spend half of his time at home and the other half out.

I could see him checking in on her progress and status through the nanny though. I don't think he would go out of his way to take her out or spend time with her unless he needed her for something or she requested it. Perhaps he'd do it every once in a while on a whim.

Now I don't think he'd be a complete asshole to his own child. He wouldn't be mean but he wouldn't go out of his way to be loving. Like he would let his child hug him but he wouldn't go out of his way to hug his own child. He also wouldn't be the type to randomly tell his child he loves her, I don't think he'd actually say it in general, unless once again, he had something to gain. He'd be a distant father.

His child wouldn't have the best upbringing honestly, but it wouldn't be the worst. She would be well fed, have a warm bed, nice toys, and warm clothes, but she would have a distant father. I can imagine her having a loving nanny who continually tries to (wrongfully) tell her that 244 loves her very much.

How he behaves as a father could go multiple ways. He could be a "normal" yet distant father, constantly on business trips, not really affectionate, always throwing money towards his child, but he never actually does anything bad. He's not the most loving dad but he wouldn't full on treat his daughter terribly.

He could also just go full bad father route. Extremely manipulative(more so than usual) and essentially raises his child solely as a tool to help further himself.

He'd possibly be a mixture of the two. Sometimes manipulative and occasionally uses his daughter as a tool if the situation calls. But he wouldn't go out of his way to specifically raise her as a tool and constantly use her as one.

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