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alwaysahiccupandastrid · 6 months

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Some things I’ve noticed on my second viewing of “Five Nights at Freddy’s” (2023)

(Some of these are obvious, don’t @ me, I’m autistic and I had work the day I first watched the film so my brain was all over the place)

Once again, SPOILERS ARE UNDER THE CUT, PLEASE DONT READ IF YOU ARE AVOIDING SPOILERS!!!!

On my first viewing I thought that showing the security guard at the very start loosening the bolts of the chair straps was a fake out to make us believe he’d escape, but actually he loosened the bolts which is how Mike was able to escape later on

Just want to say that the opening credits are fucking cool and I love them so much

In my previous post about things in the FNAF movie, I incorrectly said there was no Golden Freddy - Golden Freddy is in fact in the film, he’s the one who goes to the house/kills Aunt Jane/is in the taxi

Following on from the above point, I said last time that I thought the cupcake was the fifth ghost child but I actually think it’s Golden Freddy to be honest - the blonde girl was obviously Chica, the boy with the bunny ears was Bonnie, the ginger boy was Foxy, and then there was the blonde boy and another boy with a top hat on. I originally thought that the blonde boy who wore the brown shirt was Freddy because he seemed like the leader, but now I’m wondering if the boy with the top hat was Freddy and the leader boy was in fact Golden Freddy (given his blonde hair)? I’m interested to hear what everyone else thinks

This is obvious but the doctor foreshadowed the ending because she told Mike that drawings are powerful tools for children to express things and understand things, and that’s exactly how Abby communicated to the gang at the end that Afton was responsible for their deaths

^side note but as an early years practitioner at a nursery/for preschool children, it’s actually true that pictures are used to help children learn things even before they can read, write or talk. I don’t know, it just interested me to be like “oh yeah that’s true!!”

There was not that much focus on Mike’s dad, like he was seen so briefly compared to his mom, which makes me wonder if there’s something to it that might be revealed in a future film. Like maybe his “dad” isn’t his dad or something? Because in the game canon, William is his father, so… I don’t know. I also saw someone else point out that in the training video Mike watched, there was a man working on the animatronics who maybe looked like the actor playing Mike’s dad, so maybe his dad worked there with the animatronics?

The film appears to be set in 2000; I’m 90% sure the security cam of Mike in the careers office showed the date as being in 2000, but if someone else can clarify or confirm the exact date then that would be great. It would make sense though because Garret presumably went missing around the same time as the ghost kids (in the 80s), so the film being set in the present day (meaning Mike would be in his 50s) would make zero sense. Also the mobile phones/computers all seem like they come from the early 2000s

Someone on Twitter pointed out that one of Abby’s drawings on her wall appeared to be a red airplane, which could just be an indication/foreshadowing of her knowledge of Garret’s disappearance (his toy airplane) but also someone else said it could have been 9/11 which….?!?! If this film is set in 2000, then that’s FUCKED

(I think it’s either a random drawing or to do with Garret’s toy tbh but the idea of her having foresight of 9/11 is fucking horrifying)

I’m still not totally sure which animatronic the gang were going to force Abby into, like it’s one with spring locks and at first I thought it might be Circus Baby but it doesn’t really look like her. It looks almost like a marionette or something? And I mean, yeah, it could be that they changed the design a bit but they literally stayed faithful to the designs of all the animatronics in the series so… you know.

Desperate to know if Matthew Lillard is aware of the fact that his DILF status has been multiplied by one hundred after this film like can someone check in on him and see if he’s alright? 💀 the FNAF girlies fans are frankly RABID about Afton

On that note, I wonder if Josh Hutcherson or Matthew Lillard have ever played any FNAF games, like were they fans before being cast or…? I really wish we could have content of them talking about the film or promoting it, but Hollywood refuses to pay their actors fairly so 🤷‍♀️

Listen, I ADORE both Josh and Matthew anyway but in this film I feel like Matthew especially stood out??? Maybe it’s just the character he’s playing but he ATE this role up (so did Josh but still)

I feel like the springlock scene was actually more terrifying upon a second viewing like at my first one I was like “that’s not as bad as I imagined” but this time I was like “holy shit he’s in agony” like his screams were PAINFUL to listen to

Speaking of painful to listen to, Freddy gave this really guttural and pained roar/scream at one point during the ending and it really made my heart hurt, it’s like the child inside of him was reliving the memory of their murder or something??? I can’t describe it but it was such an intense moment

I honest to god feel like I enjoyed it more on a second viewing and I don’t know why??? Maybe it’s just because the other people in my cinema weren’t laughing every five minutes but still.

I now have the urge to rewatch ALL of Markiplier’s playthroughs of ALL the FNAF games so… yep!

Once again begging for people to talk about FNAF because I’m not the most knowledgable on the series but I do enjoy it!

#fnaf #five nights at freddy’s #fnaf movie #fnaf movie spoilers #freddy fazbear #bonnie the bunny #chica the chicken #foxy the fox #springtrap #mike schmidt #abby schmidt #william afton #matthew lillard #josh hutcherson

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mikachacha · 7 months

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𝙹𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙲𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚒 (𝙹𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚜! 𝙱𝚊𝚍𝚊 𝙻𝚎𝚎 𝚡 𝚃𝚎𝚊𝚖 𝙱𝚎𝚋𝚎! 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛)

Synopsis: You're trying to help your group promote your choreography for Hwasa's chili by doing a solo. What you didn't expect is for your video to blow up, attracting the people's attention and having a lot of people trying to flirt with you which made Bada, your girlfriend, very jealous.

Warnings: language and jealous Bada

(A/N: i have lots of fun making this 🥺🥺 thanks anon for your wonderful suggestions love ya 🫶🫶)

(Edit: i posted this earlier but tumblr is a hating bitch rn and deleted the bottom half right after the a/n)

🌸💮🌸💮🌸💮🌸💮🌸💮🌸💮🌸💮🌸💮🌸💮🌸💮🌸

You woke up fairly early that morning, Bada went to the studio to prepare for her class while you went out to jog. After your jog, you thought it was a good idea to record a video of you dancing to Chili by Hwasa and using your group's choreography to also help promote your group. You picked out a quiet spot before you set your phone to start recording.

When you were finally satisfied with your video, you posted it on instagram. You didn't really expect anything when you posted that video so you just went on your day, totally forgetting about it Sowoen face timed you, the camera pointing at Bada who's currently sulking. You're confused and amused at the same time, you could hear the other girls laughing in the background and teasing Bada for being sulky and jealous.

"What happened to her? Why is she like that?" you asked Sowoen who were barely able to contain her laughter as Bada just lied down on the floor, looking like a kicked puppy, whining about everybody simping over her girlfriend on the internet that made the others laugh even more.

"Y/N-unnie your video is really viral right now and Bada-unnie is mad because everyone is literally simping and flirting with you." you heard Minah explain off cam. You quickly check your instagram and your notification is blowing up with thousands of likes, comments and new followers. Your dm's isn't doing any better. So many messages from random people and some pretty big names, all of them telling you that you're amazing at dancing. You couldn't help but giggle while reading some of the comments then you saw Chocol and Haechi's comments on your video. Even Akanen and Ling left some praises on your video. You had to bite the inside of your cheek to prevent yourself from laughing, now understanding why Bada is acting that way. She must've read the comment Haechi left on your video that made her very jealous.

"I'm just gonna get changed then head over to the studio so please tell Bada to calm her jealous ass." you said and soon got ready to meet Bada and your team. When you got there, Bada was already by the entrance waiting for you. A huge pout on her face before engulfing you in a hug. You smile and hug her back, whispering reassuring words to her so she can calm down.

"I'm proud that you're getting the recognition that you deserve but then I saw most of the comments are talking about how sexy you looked during the part where you twerked a bit then also there are people flirting with you.." Bada ranted and you could see the others watching not too far away, giggling at how their leader is currently acting.

"By others flirting with me, you mean Haechi? Baby, Haechi and I are just good friends. I chose you, I chose to be with you. I'm yours and no one is taking me away, okay? I love you, Lee Bada even if you're all jealous right now." you assured her but couldn't help tease her at the end because you rarely see this side of Bada, the jealous part and you found it extremely adorable. She just shot you a playful glare before kissing you on the lips, finally having calmed down from her jealous and sulky mood.

You returned the kiss and dragged her back to the studio where the others waited before having a genius idea of posting a video of you and Bada dancing to Chili and maybe goof around so she'll feel better.

"Another episode of Bada-unnie being so whipped for Y/N-unnie. Never gets old.." you heard Cheche comment and you giggled, agreeing with the younger member of your group. All of you posted a video of dancing to Chili then goofing around before you pulled Bada so you can have a video of just the two of you together. Both of you are all smiles while dancing then she decides to kiss you at the end, making you blush. She grabbed your phone and posted the video without any thought, feeling pleased with herself. You just rolled your eyes at her before kissing her cheek.

"Jealous ass.." You teased her and she pinched your cheek playfully which you reciprocated.

"Can't help it since my girlfriend is just way too hot." Bada retorts and you smile at her, just placing kisses all over her face. You could see your other teammates making exaggerated gagging noises through the mirror to which Bada responded with her middle finger raised.

#bada lee #bada lee x reader #bada x reader #swf2 #swf2 x reader #tumblr fucked me over

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severelystrangewriter · 7 months

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Text Messages (Flufftober 2023 Day 9)

Pairing: kenma kozume x female reader

WC: 909

Warnings: a little cursing

Summary: a wrong number situation leads you to become friends with kenma

Note: i literally had NO clue what to do for this one, but i think i'm pretty satisfied with how it turned out

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It was late at night and Kenma was in the middle of a somewhat boring video game when his phone dinged, alerting him of a message. He paused to check, figuring it was Kuroo, but furrowed his brows at the unknown number. He read the message curiously and there was a picture attached.

Unknown: I completed the cosplay! How do I look? :)

Kenma blinked in surprise at the picture you sent. You looked good, really good. You were dressed in a sailor moon cosplay. Your makeup was perfect and your outfit looked like it was taken straight from the anime.

There was only one teensy problem.

He had no clue who the hell you were.

Kenma: the cosplay looks great, but um… do i know u?

Unknown: It’s (Y/n)? Who is this?

Kenma: my name is kenma

He sent a selfie as proof.

(Y/n): …

(Y/n): Well that’s embarrassing. I guess I put in the wrong number

Kenma: sorry

He expected the conversation to be over with. But you surprised him when you sent another message.

(Y/n): Weird question, wanna still chat? I’m bored >~<

He blinked twice, then hummed in thought before typing out his reply.

Kenma: i don’t see why not

Over time, texting you became a daily occurrence. You both talked about anything and everything- your lives, your dreams, games, all of it. You sent each other memes and pictures of cats and he found himself looking forward to your messages.

He found out you were a second-year like him, and you went to Karasuno. In fact, you were involved as a manager of the boys’ volleyball team. He told you he was a setter for Nekoma and you thought that was pretty cool, even joking that maybe one day your teams will play against each other.

“Hey, can I borrow your phone? Mine’s dead,” Kuroo said one day before practice.

“Yeah sure,” Kenma handed over his phone and continued playing his nintendo.

Kuroo thanked him and it fell silent as he sent the text to his mom telling him to use Kenma’s phone to get ahold of him. As he waited for a response, Kenma’s phone dinged and a notification popped up that caused Kuroo to furrow his brows.

“Who’s (Y/n)?”

Kenma nearly dropped his nintendo upon hearing your name. With eyes wide, he reached over to snatch the phone back, but Kuroo was too quick and moved away from his friend. He hadn’t told Kuroo about you for the very specific reason of not wanting to be teased.

“Hey she’s pretty cute,” He commented, clicking the picture you sent.

“Give that back!” Kenma shouted.

Not expecting such a visceral reaction out of his friend, Kuroo connected the dots rather quickly, “Oh my god, do you have a secret girlfriend?”

This caught the rest of the team’s attention rather quickly. And they watched as Kenma struggled with Kuroo over the cell. Kenma’s face grew hot at the accusation.

“N-no! It’s not like that!” He vehemently denied.

“Why are you getting so defensive then?” Kuroo asked with a teasing smirk, “You like her~!”

“I never thought I’d see the day when Kenma Kozume has a crush!” Yaku called out.

“Shut up!” Kenma hissed, finally succeeding in taking the phone back.

His cheeks continued to burn when he saw the picture: it was just you showing off your makeup but you looked so cute as always that it made his heart skip a beat.

“Woah dude, your girlfriend’s hot,” Yamamoto commented, looking over his short friend’s shoulder.

“It’s not like that!” Kenma repeated, clutching the phone to his chest to hide it.

“You mean she’s single?” Yamamoto asked with a hopeful tone.

Kenma glared at his teammate, who shrunk away from the harsh look.

“Nevermind.”

Just then, Coach Nekomata was calling for their attention, telling them that the practice was starting.

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(Y/n): ARE YOU GONNA BE AT THE CAMP

Kenma: why are you yelling

(Y/n): BECAUSE I’M EXCTIED

(Y/n): *ECXITED

Kenma: you still spelled it wrong

(Y/n): FUCK

You sent several crying emojis and he smiled at your overdramatic response.

Kenma: to answer your previous question, yeah i’ll be there :)

Kenma: we’re on our way now

(Y/n): YAY

Kenma chuckled and continued to text you.

“Let me guess, your precious (Y/n)?” Kuroo’s teasing voice brought Kenma out of his thoughts as he was nudged lightly by his friend.

Kenma rolled his eyes, but he nodded anyway, “Uh-huh.”

“So when are we going to get to meet her?” Kuroo questioned.

“She’s going to be at the practice game,” Kenma explained quietly, “She’s one of their managers.”

“Really?” Kuroo’s eyes lit up, “You must be excited then.”

Kenma bit his lip and looked out the window to avoid his friend’s gaze. He had to admit that he was pretty excited, but he was also getting nervous. It would be the first time he would be seeing you in person, and the thought was nerve-wracking. Would you guys click like you do through a screen? What would happen if you didn’t? Would you stop talking to him?

Kuroo picked up on Kenma’s growing stress.

“Relax, it’ll be fun,” He ruffled Kenma’s hair affectionately, ultimately putting a stop to all the worrying thoughts.

“Yeah,” Kenma agreed in that soft tone of his.

He continued to gaze out the window, wondering about you. And he wondered if you were thinking about him too.

#haikyuu #haikyuu fluff #kozume kenma #kenma kozume #kenma x reader #kenma kozume fluff #kenma kozume x reader #x reader #kozume kenma x reader #fanfiction #flufftober #haikyuu x reader #haikyu x reader #haikyu #kace writes

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kumezyzo · 6 months

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p2 of the enemies to lovers pls!!

very fun pt.2 to thissss.... i rambled about their minecraft world cause its kinda cute and builds on their relationship a bit.

i know someone else asked for pt.2 but i could only find this one. so, im sorry it took soooo long to write.

i really hope you enjoy! or dont... :) m.list

having to share a minecraft house with sapnap made you realize what kind of person he actually was. he was just a six year old in a 22 year old body.

"I want my bed over hereeeeee," he whined, picking it up and moving it to the other side of the room.

it just so happened that one of the next requests from your viewers was to have your beds next to eachother. you two debated pretending like you never saw it, but the next day, it was the top comment on both of your perspectives.

or (when you first started your world)

"what colour do you want your boots?" he asked you as he died his own leather boots orange. you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion for a second, looking at your camera strangley.

"what do you mean?" you asked, crafting another pickaxe.

"your leather boots?" he asked, pausing to wait for your answer. "fuck it, youre getting the plain brown."

"okay?"

but you also started to realise how much differently he truly was from when you met him.

"yn, i have a suprise for you," he announced, smiling as he grabbed the item out of his chest. "where are you?"

"chest room," you replied, completely expecting to get thrown dirt or some garbage he didnt want in his inventory.

"close your eyes," he instructed.

"no,"

"okay whatever," he sighed and threw you a notch apple. you silently let your character pick it up before you opened your inventory in disbelief.

"where did you get this?" you asked him, reading the item title over and over.

"in the desert temple," he told you simply, waiting for a 'thank you'.

you were silent for a moment, "youre telling me.... you've had this... for 15 EPISODES???"

and you two started having normal conversations. texting stopped being you two asking for face cam perspectives or gameplay. you actually started forming inside jokes, laughing with eachother instead of at the expense of eachother.

your viewers started to notice as well. you two weren't in a visibly bad mood around eachother anymore. it was refreshing. in the later videos of your series together, you're smiling through half of it, laughing together, and talking kindly to eachother.

people even started making edits of your relationship. it would be of your first interaction, swearing at each other, then fading into your side by side face cams laughing and celebrating over beating the wither.

the friends in your circle started teasing you about how your life was becoming a little fanfiction. every time you would be streaming irl, you would happen to get a text from someone that made you smile at your phone.

"oooh, yn, who are you texting?" your friend teased, seeing you type on your phone excitedly. you look up at the camera and ignore your friend, finishing the text you were sending.

"does it start with s and rhyme with snap map?" your other friend teases.

"shut the fuck up," you roll your eyes, trying to hide your smile.

when dream and george saw the clip, they were hanging out with sapnap. and a similar situation occurred with them

"was this you?" george asked, giggling. the man in question looked up from his phone and watched the clip silently. the smile on your face was contagious. and he hoped it really was him that made you react like that.

"wait, let me see," dream said, pulling georges wrist toward him to see the phone. "looks like she might be dating someone."

"yeah... definitely not me..."

then you both realized you had feelings for each other. it was a harsh realization. but it was one that made you like imagining you two together. for sap, he knew it was coming. he just knew you would never be able to leave his mind. if a childlike crush didn't manifest from it, he would have known something was wrong with him.

sap started getting the feeling that you liked him too. he can't see all those clips and edits and think you didn't like him too. but he was afraid to shoot his shot, just in case you didn't feel that strongly yet.

"hey, what do you think about coming down to florida?" he asked you when you two were on a discord call and fixing up some building in your minecraft world.

"like... to visit you?" you asked, feeling excited by the invitation.

"well- i mean- if you want," he tried to sound nonchalant, but his stammering gave it away.

"if you really want me to... im sure the viewers would really like that, too..."

when he goes to pick you up from the airport, dream comes with him. and the entire drive there, he's considering hugging you or just shaking your hand.

"do i hug her?"

"yeah, if you think you're that close now."

"i dont know if she thinks so."

"I'll hug her first, and then you hug her?"

"what if i just shake her hand?"

the silence that fell over them was sickening. dream turned to sap slowly and laughed.

"dont fucking do that, dude."

and he hugged you after dream did. it was warm, and it gave you both such intense butterflies. it was a hug that you also never really thought would happen. you thought back to the first time you met im person when you refused to even look at him, let alone stand next to him.

dream thought it was adorable, seeing you guys laugh on the way back to their house. he happily sat in the backseat and let you two interact.

he took a picture of your backlit figures in the front seat, neither of your features visible. he thinks about not posting it for half a second before he puts it up on snapchat with "👀👀" as the caption.

everyone slowly lost their minds trying to figure out who they were looking at. most people assumed it was you with sap. he's not hard to miss. but it was even more shocking that you'd be there. so others assumed it was his secret girlfriend.

you two honestly didn't mind that dream posted the picture. it was fun when you two posted a dumb video announcing that you were in florida. it started with small subtle hints.

the first video started with you laying on their couch and patches laying on your chest.

"she's purring!" you coo softly, feeling your heart meltm

then it was of you talking about absolutely nothing while you walked around the parts of the house people had seen before.

"british people are so weird, you know? like, i was talking to one today. and he was just shitting on americans. but he lives here. so i obviously had to fist fight him. i won, obviously. and stole his sock to give to a house elf."

the last video was of sapnap finding you in his office, using his pc to play snake.

"i think george is in my office again," he said from behind the camera. he opened the door and stopped in his tracks when he saw you with a concentrated look on your face. "HEY!" the video cut with you looking up in pure fear.

all of those videos were posted to your account hours apart from each other, and your views felt like it was a slow coordinated attack to make them slowly go insane. with the first video, people were sure if it was patches. the second video made them believe it more so and they started going crazy. then the last video was the icing on the cake. it was filmed on your phone and posted to your accounts.

then, you had to stream together. and that was the definition of chaos.

"yn, move over."

"no?"

"youre sleeping outside then."

"what the fuck-"

'what's one thing you guys like about each other?' a donation read out.

you two sat there for a second, thinking. "hes..." you grimaced, trying to think of something

"she... is funny?" he said painfully.

"wait, i am funny," you said defensively.

"its pure crickets when you speak."

"okay-"

"wait, im you now," you said, laughing as you put on his headphones.

"you look nothing like me," he said, deadpanned.

"oh wait," you took them off again and ran out of the room. sap sat there completely confused before you came back in wearing his beige killua hoodie. then you put the headphones back on.

"you still dont-"

"what the fuck is this music?" you ask in complete horror from the sound coming from his headphones.

"is there something playing?" he asked, clicking his mouse around to find his spotify window.

"oh my god, is this cbat?"

"no, shut the fuck up, sage"

'i thought your name was actually sage?'

you both sat there in silence before laughing loudly.

"no he was just an ass."

"and you were just a bitch."

all you have to know is that a lot of edits and ship content came from that stream. and the future streams you did with the other two. and people loved that you were hanging out with the dream team now.

the longer you spent time together in person, the more you just wanted to be around each other he remembered being afraid to hug you, but now you were sitting next to each other on the couch watching movies alone.

it was a strange dynamic neither of you chose to acknowledge purely out of fear. but then it was hard not want to cuddle during movies or occasionally hold hands if you're walking together. so sap works up the courage to finally do something about it.

you're both once again, sitting in his room, on his bed, watching some random movie you found on hulu. you're resting your head on his shoulder, only really paying attention to how he's so close to you.

you look over when he sighs heavily. he looks down at you and, without thinking, leans down to kiss you. you sigh softly, feeling your heart soar. your reaction is almost immediate, and it gives sap the incentive to keep going.

when you pull away, you're looking at eachother with droopy eyes. your heavy breath hitting eachothers faces.

"i really like you, yn" he whispers quietly between breaths, looking down at your lips briefly.

you smirk, trying to catch your breath as well. "really?" you say before you lean back in, placing your lips on his.

i feel like there wasn't enough building onto them liking each other, but whatever. -nony

#sapnap #anon #sapnap x reader #sapnap x you #asks #dteam #sapnap x y/n #sapnap fluff #sapnap x streamer reader #sapnap x streamer #enemy!sap #bf!sap #dream team #bsf!dream #dteam fluff #dream team x reader

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satancopilotsmytardis · 13 days

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Tanco, Tanco you've already written all the go to aus that I go for with games like this. You're killing me! Vamps, weres, mers, demons, gods, soulmates, porn AND cam stars. Fine I'll play it safe. Celebrity au?

Lol, look I know what I like, and the fact there's so much overlap just means that you're in the right place I suppose 🤣

Shigaraki is a famous video game designer (but famous in that fun way where when he gets invited red carpet events for whatever reason, no one knows who the fuck he is) and Dabi is a famous actor (no burns in this AU 😔). One of Shigaraki's games is getting adapted into a movie and Dabi gets cast as the lead.

Originally they were just introduced because Shig was just supposed to be on set for some of the development, another friend of his, a pretty gifted screenwriter (Spinner) was the one who was adapting the game into the new media and he trusts him because he listened to Shigaraki fucking planning the game for four years while they were roommates in college. And Compress, the director, has a great reputation of doing right by the works he adapts. Shig had really only meant to be around sparingly, but as soon as he saw Dabi he ended up wanting to be there constantly.

Dabi who still has an inferiority complex because his police commissioner father said that pursuing acting/art was nothing he should be proud of since he started doing it, thinks this is a sign that Shigaraki doesn't like him/how he's portraying the character and eventually confronts him one night as they're leaving set, and Shigaraki owns up to his stupid crush and says that he won't be on set anymore during Dabi's shoots any more if he's making him uncomfortable, he didn't mean to do so in the first place and he's very sorry he did.

Which makes Dabi feel like shit, because he didn't mean to insinuate that Shigaraki was acting like a stalker or anything because he really, really hasn't, he's been perfectly cordial to him and hasn't ever pushed the boundaries of professionalism. So, unable to stop his stupid fucking mouth before it gets him in trouble, he tells Shigaraki he can take him on a date, but if it's shit, then they pretend this didn't happen.

They go on a date and it's really nice, really fun, Shigaraki finds a bunch of little hole-in-the-wall places where Dabi can have fun without being worried about paparazzi harassing him. It goes so well they end up back in Shig's place where Dabi is mildly concerned over the practical dungeon he's turned his bedroom into, but Shigaraki proves to him that all of that is absolutely a positive thing, and they have a good night. And a good rest of the filming, and a good handful of months as the film is edited, and by the time premiere rolls around, Shigaraki is getting more of that 'who's that nobody, why is he with Dabi, and why the fuck is Dabi wearing a dog collar???'

#tanco speaks #ask #asks #shigadabi #5 fact au

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jikookuntold · 3 months

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Sorry but don't you think it was already for Jikookers the moment JK's video was leaked ?

Saw many explanations and excuses saying it's made up, set up, fake etc. But really? There was no original source of video to prove it was edited. We can clearly see it's him in his apartment and bam running around him. It was filmed in Feb from his hairstyle, when bam was still with him. I saw some of big Jikokkers here having a relieved sigh when he said he don't have a gf now but He only said he don't have a gf in September. Tbh enough time to casually date and breakup with a girl.. which I've always thought his dating pattern is. So technically he wasn't lying either. And didn't he said he don't feel like wanting anyone and just want to concentrate on work for now? Doesn't that mean he don't have any partner but will have a gf in future ? In short not only he denied he had gf at the moment but also anyone special in his life. I don't think 'homophobic country' excuses applies as they literally enlisted together infront of everyone in the same country's military.

Also saw someone saying it can be a friend. But think.. who hugs some random girl in their apartment when their partner is not present there? Imagine spotting your bf hugging some random woman like that in apartment when they are alone at night. Doesn't make sense right ?

Another category of jikookers was going with 'open relationship' explanation but still not accepting Jikook is not romantically involved and everything was just them reading it wrong. Because if anyone listened to things Jimin said its clear af he only want to be in exclusive relationship.. maybe JK too but he was not even available for a serious relationship then.

Only a small percentage of Jikookers accepted its real and he has a gf irl or atleast not dating Jimin.

When i see Jikookers trying to deny it and find every excuses, it sounds like taekookers who still think Taennie was fake and army who think it's fake videos and pics.

But even worse for taekookers because one was seen holding his gf's hand in Paris while another was hugging his gf in his apartment all while choosing songs only about fucking women 😭 ik he said its not about his real life but only he chose songs like that. Others wrote their own songs but Tae's songs weren't autobiographical either and none of them were about fucking women or hetero sex. If it was rhythm he liked them they could've wrote some meaningful or even funny lyrics but nope all were about sex with women. If that doesn't tell about JK's sexuality and interests idk what will, 3D's choreo was fucking gross too. He's naturally drawn to what he likes. Tkkrs survive by lying and living in delusional world denying reality.. now jikookers also doing the same thing imo 🤷‍♀️ so idk why you have to make taekookers understand their ship is not real when Jikook isn't real too and 90% chance JK is straight af.

First of all, there is no reason for me to believe that blurry video posted on a chinese platform is Jungkook. Look for yourself, where is his lip piercing? Or the scar on his cheek? Or the mole under his lip? Huh? 😼

Wonder why that sasaeng who was spying for hours on a perfect angle on his window to catch him with the girl, didn't use a better cam instead of a toaster so their faces don't look like bread loafs? Even a normal phone has a better camera. Why in the other photos they leaked of him alone in his house the quality is good and the angle is completely different? When they explain this, I can agree that this ghost-face is JK. Otherwise it's just someone with bangs backhugging a giant pregnant lady wearing a night gown behind an open window on a breezy night.

About your mental gymnastic, in the listening party, fans were leaving comments asking "do you have a girlfriend?" And his answer was addressing that repetitive question, not the video. And don't give me this category of jikookers that percentage of jikookers thing. I don't care about anyone else's opinion, they can have their own, I have mine.

Don't you dare to compare that thing with Taennie. Taennie had 10 different HD photos leaked together and many obvious clues and hints proving the photos and the relationship was real, and even biggest and the most reliable media sources like Rolling Stone, BBC, Billboard, Dispatch, JTBC, etc wrote articles about them dating and being spotted together. JK didn't even wait for two days to react to that nonsense, but Tae was totally silent about it for almost two years. On the contrary, he started it all with following Jennie on IG, and then fueled it with more hints and wearing matching jewelry. Kmedia said they have been separated for months, so he could come up and say "I don't have a girlfriend" just like his dongsaeng but he didn't 🤷‍♀

Did you know Ricky Martin, George Michael, Freddie Mercury and many other queer singers for decades sang songs about having sex with women? Some was even their own lyrics while they were gay af lol. And you say Tae is gayer than JK because he didn't sing about having sex with women 😹

And how Jikook enlisting together has anything to do with this at all? Who said anything about homophobic country? Do guys deny having girlfriend in a homophobic country? Shouldn't it be the other way around? Did Jikook went to apply for buddy system and say "Sir, we are gay and in love, we can't stand being separated, please let us enlist together 😃🏳‍🌈" Nope.

The military of this homophobic country made this system available for close friends and relatives between the ages 18 and 28 to minimize the mental and physical traumas of mandatory service, and they are not going to ask them if they are having sex.

We always said Jikook can't live without each other, but it was people like you who come up with things like "they can't stand each other" "they only look close on cameras" "they don't care about each other" "they have different and separated lives" "they broke up" 🤡 Now that it is proved that Jikook is the closest and the most inseparable duo in BTS you are still brave on your shit? 💩

And since that video is your last straw I made this edit for you, I hope you like it 😻

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favorite kpop group tag~ thank you @binniesbang!

who is your favorite kpop group?

stray kids, if that was any surprise

which member sparked your interest first?

hyunjin! i've almost always been pulled in by the dancer (lee know i know but) specifically the style of dance hyunjin excels in. the isolation is so satisfying and cool. for some reason choreo always gets a song stuck in my head??

But also!! I had heard they produced their own music and that really got me interested in kpop again

who was your first bias?

chris bang 🤍 went from zero to ult within no more than two days tbh…

what makes them your current bias?

oh god. um. i'll put this in the least embarrassing way possible. (this is a kpop tumblr blog I should probably get over it)

it was a particularly bad year. i stumbled upon their silly videos (thank you stay for the edits<3) and they made me laugh. then i started seeing clips of chans room and him interacting with the boys and just like... he's so wonderful. he's generous and kind and loving and thoughtful. just a shy lil guy who also happens to be a flirt and a fucking dork and it's cute man idk shut upp

who is your bias wrecker?

i was certain i'd never have one, i truly adore each of those boys so so much.

i was however proven wrong after a very sweet, silly compilation of binnie being ridiculous. followed by a face cam of his sclass performance in the supreme jersey?? and the curls?? he has such amazing stage presence and he's a great dancer. but he kept going from his cute sweet binnie expressions looking like he was just so into it and having fun, to the "dark rapper" eyes and commanding stage presence. and like, wow. 🖤 i am a sucker for that kind of duality.

which members are you currently obsessing over that aren't your bias/wrecker?

in another reality han is my wrecker. that boy is the epitome of what i used to look for in guys: babygirl. lol. well, and insanely talented and funny and everything. I adore him

after befriending a couple seungmin stans, i started looking for pics and clips to send them and found myself so incredibly impressed with him and touched by some of the things he's said and done. plus he’s a funny little shit.

hwang hyunjin is such a sweet boy. since we got producer jinnie on the last album i have been looking back and just so impressed with his growth 🤍

when did you first discover the group?

(Upon editing I realize I read this as ‘how’ but oh well)

okokok so

i was a kpop fan 2014-2017 and went all in. kcon and concerts the whole thing

but then i was just on my usual 6 hour yt shorts binge as i tried to fall asleep and saw skz reacting to the "your eyes" mv, specifically felix's part, obviously. i watched it like 12 times just cry laughing at han screaming, hyunjin trying to escape, channie hiding behind his hands and squealing. it was just so funny to see a group kind of clowning their own shit? i thought they were hilarious.

then i saw julien (solomita) had reacted to 'topline' and i was soooo into it. immediately went to watch some mvs and decided cool i'll be a totally normal casual fan of this group’s music….. :)

THEN a lovely lady i'd followed on my 10 year old tumblr account posted about skz. i messaged her that I’d finally decided to check them out and she was kind enough to answer questions and entertain my onslaught of messages as I screamed about how much I love these boys. and she still does everyday so. thank you hana 🌸

have you ever been to one of their concerts?

not yet~

what are some of your favorite songs by them?

THIS SECTION TOOK ME WAY TOO LONG. disclaimer: I absolutely could not include non ot8 this would’ve been 30 songs (I’m probably going to cheat)

Hall of fame. bitch ever since that live stage (which was the first time I’d heard it) I’ve listened to the sclass album 3 times a week no joke, goddamn it’s so good. so just know, i pulled almost every song from that album off this list when i made cuts

levanter. a hard pill to swallow mid relationship struggles and holds a lot of meaning for me.

secret secret. i can't get over how professional this song sounds and how it was just a few years in?

leave. where i got my username~ like I said, relationship stuff. You have not yet really bloomed When the new season comes I hope the warmth will make you bloom Into a flower that never dies

sclass. *bling bling* HIPHOPSTEP. such a fucking chaotic mess of a jam.

megaverse. the breakdown? MEGAPHONE. Han, bitch? We make the rules nobody can hold me yeaaahhh. Your body shakes - STRAY KIDS EVERYWHERE ALL AROUND THE WORLD. Sorry, flawless.

gods menu. ate, bitch. chan was something the fuck else

domino. neeed I say more

social path is bomb

grow up. read lyrics for the first time just now ow

eternity. told u I’d cheat.

love poem. big cheat my list worth it

I am going to be so mad when I realize I missed a song I listen to 7 times a day but been doin this for 2 hours so I’m calling it. Also forgive me I’m still working through the discography (backwards) and haven’t listened to the full first couple albums.

the adhd is allowing no further focus or thought so i will be tagging the same friends as my last tag post no pressure <3

@channieblossoms @skzms @roseykat @thefantasyden @seungsungracha @astraysis @channieswife

Thank you again @binniesbang for tagging me~!

#I WONT APOLOGIZE FOR HOW LONG this is #if yo i wanna read it you can if not that's absolutely okay too EVEN if i tagged you~#chatty #tag #<3 #binniesbang #ur a sweetie tbh thk u #stray kids #skz #stay

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Personally I dont think that JB thing is legit

1. That reaction from Jimin maybe because of any reason.

2. JK is stone faced since the beginning. It's not because JB suddenly came

3. JB can be looking some BP girl.. JB had a girlfriend last year and they broke up last yr itself lol

4. Even IF JB had a crush on JM and we are to Believe he was looking at him, I don't think JB is Jimin's type nor he was intrested in him. He may have reacted like that because.. he's smug yep lol. You see when you understand someone is intrested in you and is staring you continuously but your man is literally standing behind you, you will have that smug face isn't it ? I think that was Jimin.

5. Except this shipper content which looks like the cliche BTS * gg ship contents during award show, this clip doesn't mean anything and there was never an interaction between JM and JB.

Are you here to debunk me?

I'm kidding. Everyone is welcome to try. I'm a very nice person 😊😊😊

Anon is talking about this post and I'm guessing this link. I can't find the post but I believe at some point I've linked this analysis by the awesome Jikookers classroom

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Number 1) If you're debunking someone, you can't just say "it could be any reason" Give your reason and evidence as to why u believe the person is wrong. If not, then the reason could be what I said. Which is, Jimin saw JB staring at him. Knew JB was staring at him, and he got smug about it. I don't see how you're interpreting that look any other way. We have seen Jimin be smug before when some dudes checked him out

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So this isn't beyond the realm of possibilities here, anon. C'mon.

Number 2) JK was actually dealing with JB on one side and another Idol Park something on the other. Mans was busy. Everyone wants Jimin, Helen of Troy.

JK has his work cut out for him. Poor baby 🥺

Number 3) Yeah...no. JB was looking at Jimin. If u wanna insist he wasn't looking at Jimin. Then the only other option is that he was looking at the damn ceiling.

But one thing is clear, the BP girls are not on the ceiling. However, you're allowed to your own eyes opinion.

Number 4) So now you agree Jimin was smug? Thank you! The only reason I put JB down on my post is because some of his photos he looks like JK and I can see why JK would watch him like a hawk. That's my reason for why he was on that list. But you're right, Jimin has never shown an interest in JB. I'll give you that one. But JB remains on my list because sometimes he looks like JK and JK is Jimin's type. Thus my math. 🤷🏽‍♀️

Point number 5. Ummm... here is an unedited none shipping video of JB desperately trying to get Jimin to dance with him. He does succeed in the end.

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Idk about you anon but I would call that an interaction. (Too bad this is a JB focus cam coz I would have loved to see JK's reaction)

Sidebar: V really loves Bruno Mars. Did y'all see him? No wonder he couldn't miss his concert.

Anyway anon,

#ask shaz #bts ask #jikook #jimin and jungkook #kookmin #minkook #jimin #jungkook #park jimin #jeon jungkook #bts #jikook bothered

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Gendrya Kinktober 2023 Day 7: Voyeurism

There was another latecomer to the Fuck-It List, but this one was only added after it had already happened.

Gendry and Arya had been celebrating the first week of term at the theater, but due to the kind of delays you might expect from a couple that can't keep their hands off each other, they were late.

They hadn't meant to spot the couple in the back row of the theater on their way in, but they had. For a moment, they hadn't been able to move, and they hadn't wanted to look away.

An attractive blond man sat back in the comfortable seat, legs spread wide, hands behind his neck, clearly enjoying himself. And it was easy to see the reason why. Knelt on the sticky, popcorn floor beside him was a man with dark brown hair who undeniably knew his way around a cock. Sliding up and down vigorously but more silently than seemed possible, he quickly found himself drinking down his partner's cum. The moment he'd pulled away and kissed the tip, which was still semi-hard, Arya had pushed Gendry away and into a different row, hoping they hadn't noticed they'd been watching.

Though, it had soon become apparent than they had. The dark-haired, muscular one had winked at Gendry as they left the theater, and Arya didn't miss the way Gendry blushed.

"I didn't know you liked guys," Arya had said on the walk back to campus, curious.

"I didn't know that I liked guys, either. I mean I kinda wondered about it sometimes, but I never let myself think about it, y'know."

The answer surprised her, but she just squeezed his hand harder. "Is that something you'd like to explore? That's kind of the name of the game, you know."

She'd gotten a smile out of him, but something in him still felt withdrawn. "I don't know… I'd be open to watching stuff like that again, though."

"I didn't know you were such a voyeur. Better add it to the list."

And they did.

A few days later, Arya showed up at his door, pushed her way past his roommates, and set her laptop down on his desk. Gendry closed the door behind her.

"So I've been thinking…well more than thinking…" she hesitated for a moment before pulling the laptop open, the words OnlyBrans staring him straight in the face. "I've made an account for us."

She started scrolling through the cam guys she'd saved. Some of the men were lanky, others flexed their muscles, and some of them had cocks bigger than either of them could imagine, but they were all blond.

"What's the matter?" Arya asked when she saw Gendry's frown.

"That's not really my type, I think."

A light bulb flashed inside Arya's mind. "Oh, you liked the guy with the brown hair."

Gendry nodded. "Part of me wished I was the one he was sucking off."

"Well, in that case, I've got you covered."

With a few clicks Arya brought up a reel of men who all had brown hair and strong jawlines.

Standing up, Arya let Gendry take the driver's seat, but she leaned over his shoulder eagerly.

"I've never done this either, you know."

"It's a first for both of us then," Gendry said, clicking one of the cam guy's free videos.

The angle caught the action from the side as the naked man pounded into a woman, whose face was buried in a quilt on the bed, a hand gripping the wooden post in the corner for dear life. Her moans made Arya tremble, but this wasn't about her.

It took a little scrolling, but soon they landed on someone that Gendry couldn't take his eyes off. Even though none of his pictures showed his full face. It all had to do with his sexy voice, and a cock worthy of being drooled over, even through a pair of skinny jeans. Even Arya was transfixed.

"Go on, subscribe," Arya squeaked out. "I already put my credit card in."

She could tell he had a different tip in mind when it took him a few extra moments to click the button.

"Gods, we got a message!" Arya shrieked, batting Gendry on the shoulder. "'I've got a magic rod I want to show you,'" Arya read aloud, giggling. "And he's a nerd, too! You know how to pick them. Oh, wait a second." Popping her head out the door, she confirmed that Gendry's roommates had known what was best for them and left. Their jackets and backpacks were missing from the front door.

By the time Arya sat down on the bed, a live cam feed was already playing on the screen, the camera catching a closeup of the man’s muscled torso as he switched the camera on. But by the time he sat down in his gaming chair, black boxes hanging low on his hips, the scene seemed almost intimate.

Slowly, the man pulled his cock out – it looked just as good as he’d promised – and wrapped a hand around it. His face was still out of view of the camera, but it didn’t matter. His magic rod was longer than Gendry’s and looked to be thicker, too, and Arya loved the tormented look on Gendry’s face as he tried to hold back from touching his own cock. But at a certain point, holding back was too hard. Even harder when the mysterious streamer got so into touching himself, he stood up, placed a hand on his desk for leverage, and started pumping faster. His grunts had been irresistible, and even Arya had started rubbing her pussy through her leggings.

“Tell me what you want,” the man said. His voice seemed almost familiar, but both of his voyeurs were too caught up in the moment to place it.

One hand still stroking his own cock, Gendry frantically pecked the words out on the keyboard into the chat: “I want you to suck me off so bad.”

“Fuck yes,” the man shouted into the camera, jizz splattering everywhere. After a moment of tugging himself through to the end of his orgasm, his voice came over the stream again. “Next time, I’ll show you just how good I am at taking cock.”

Gendry exploded all over his desk chair, a streak landing on the laptop.

“We’re definitely doing that again,” Arya said, smugly shutting the laptop and giving Gendry a kiss on the forehead.

#arya x gendry #gendrya kinktober #kinktober #kinktober 2023 #gendrya kinktober 2023 #arya stark #gendrya #gendry #gendry waters

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Perchance may I ask for Cam!AU Leslie Vernon please?

-NITL

Nightmare I am so fucking happy you asked for this! I adore the Cam!AU! So, so fucking much. I love doing this AU and adore digging deep into it, hope you all love this, there is more Cam!AU to come in this raffle, just you wait! Let’s get into it, yeah? Also massive credit to Bug or @darkestamralime for the main meat of this fic! I am forever greatful!

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Rating. Explicit. Length. 4.6K. Leslie Venon X GN! Reader. No Pronouns Or Parts Specified. Cam!AU! Warnings: Camming. Sex Work Positive Fic. Cam Show Supporter Reader. Masturbation. Exhibitionism. Semi-Public. Don’t Get Caught. Hold The Moan. Blood. Gore. Murder. Sickle Play. Longing. Pining. Reader Is Down Bad. Chase. Predator/Prey. Vaginal Sex. Spanking. Creampie. Choking. Orgasm Denial. Edging. Hanging. Snuff. Theatics. Toy Use. Teasing. Banter. Dirty Talk. Cum Play. Auto Erotic Asphyxiation.

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He’s Committed If Nothing Else.

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Your friend was the one who planted the idea in your mind. You and them were talking, and it was late, you both in their car. You’d hung out all afternoon and night and now it was creeping past midnight, you were parked in your driveway, still deep in conversation when it turned towards porn preferences. You were talking about videos that you both had seen recently, hot pictures and comics and whatever else when they brought up, “Oh I found a new cam site I’ve been using a lot lately that is just brimming with talent-”

“A cam site?” You questioned, not because you’ve never heard of them but because you hadn’t heard of anyone you knew actually using one, and your friend’s eyebrows raised, “What? Don’t tell me you’ve never used one before!”

You have not. Your friend then proceeded to sing the praises and merits of camming sites, the direct interaction and impact you could have, the wealth of choice at your fingertips, almost any kind of person you could conceivably want to watch or would be attracted to can be found on a cam site, you could be totally spoiled. It did sound appealing. Finding someone who was hot and fun and your type, that you could talk to, splash a little cash to support them in their endeavours and get off at the same time. You weren’t totally sold though. Your friend texted you the name of the that they had been favouring lately, they encouraged you to check it out the next time you were looking for a long session and you told them you’d consider it.

You find yourself in that position about a week later. You had the night off, no plans, and frankly you wanted to give yourself a good time, really treat yourself. When settling into bed you look through your bookmark bar for just such an occasion but nothing jumps out, that is when your mind reminds you of what your friend said. You picked up your phone and found the text, you typed in the site address and it popped up immediately. You were confronted with the front page of the site, showing a bunch of featured streamers who were currently online. It was around ten pm, prime time on a Friday night, and it seemed like you had a lot of options to choose from.

You scrolled down a bit and your eyes were caught by the thumbnail of a stream that looked like it was…Outside? You saw old wood and hay and some partially dressed guy. You shrug your shoulders and decide why not? You clicked on it and that is how you were introduced to him.

The video feed and the chat popped up into view and it seems like you picked the perfect time to get into this. Judging by the chat scrolling by, he had just started to settle in, pants were pulled down along with his underwear towards his ankles, strong thighs on display, his long sleeved shirt was pulled up a little, enough for you to catch a glimpse of that toned looking stomach. But the main attraction that you could not tear your eyes away from, the thick cock in his grip, jerking himself off slowly, pre-cum shining on the head as another drop beaded at the tip.

His thumb swiped over the weeping slit, collecting it before spreading it, more lube to better facilitate the act he was committing on camera for the adoring audience, yourself included. You watched as his hand moved at a decent pace and filled with purpose, his chest rising and falling with deep breaths, brows knitted together, tongue darting out to wet his parted lips. He was leaning back on a stack of hay bales, you caught a glimpse of the chat and it confirmed what you were already thinking, he is in a barn, the upper level of one, doing his damndest to get off and not get caught by the people below.

You watched and you listened, your hand slipped down and found yourself already excited, as you started to touch, eyes never leaving the screen. You started slowly but soon found it not enough, you wanted to match his pace, you did and found yourself almost melting as he let out the quietest moan. Something deep in the back of his throat, his head tipping back, biting his bottom lip, long line of his throat exposed, you wanted to taste him, wanted to bite, wanted to hear more sounds like that from him, louder. His hips rocked forward into his fist, eyes squeezing shut and then you hear it, a sound, loud, his eyes shot back open, his hand stopped and you gasped.

The look on his face, the fear in his eyes, someone else was in there, down below, he was doing something so dangerous, so close to getting caught and it was so hot.

So real.

Even hotter when he started to move his hand, like he couldn’t resist, one of his hands coming up, covering his mouth as the other stroked himself painfully slowly, fingers squeezing the head on the upstroke making his eyes roll back and yup, cam sites? You were sold. By the night's end your hand was sticky, arm a little sore and you were out of breath and spent. You were a little in shock by the sheer pleasure you’d experienced while watching this very attractive guy who put it all on display for you and everyone else and came onto his own stomach while biting his knuckles.

The theatrical combined with the real is his main draw and Leslie Vernon knows it. His forethought, his knowledge of people, his ability to plan, it all helps aid in making him one of top streamers on his site of choice. He provided basically anything and everything anyone could want. Giving complex scenes and unquestionably hot fantasy fulfilment while also allowing the perceived vulnerability and getting to know him during the less intense streams where he lets his audience “see him as he truly is.”

He is more honest than someone might think but it is funny because the parts of him he showed that were “honest” people would think are part of the bit, of the fantasy. Funny how that works out, eh?

He thought it was a successful stream that night, with a big crowd, lots of tips. After ending it, cleaning up, he descended the ladder. He was already thinking about the next show and what needed to happen before it as he turned off the stereo with the tape he’d made to provide the extra layer of believability to his exhibitionist stream that night, sounds of people below to help sell the danger of it all. He was really good at what he did and he fucking knew it. He put in the work, he couldn't help but be confident and self assured when the numbers his shows did, even his saved streams and the money and viewers he had accumulated did nothing but show how his effort paid off.

The main reason he did this was to help fund his real passion and hobby, sure it was fun, it boosted his ego, it felt amazing, he liked the connections he made and it helped honed certain skills and pushed some of his boundaries in some respects. It was a fantastic match for him.

Breaking into slashing isn’t easy. Eugene, his mentor, told Leslie as such, it takes a lot of skill, hard work, timing, and planning and honestly, luck. It also takes money. It isn’t cheap getting together everything he needs for his “nights out”, to keep things fresh and exciting, the materials required. Leslie can’t do traditional work, not like he wanted to, he still had to support himself to, you know, live. All that entailed, maintenance of his place, feeding and clothing himself, the small indulgences that made life worth it. He was very focused on his career, his goals, but having fun was important too and he tried to never lose sight of that and thankfully his main way of making money was very, very fun.

After that night you slept insanely well and then, some research was required. Turns out the guy you watched is kinda a bigger deal on this site, on the more popular end of the spectrum. He had a regular streaming schedule posted that he seemed to always follow to a T, you loved a guy who was capable of being punctual. So you took note of when the next one was, a few days from now and you planned to be there.

If you thought the first stream had sold already the second had you hooked irrevocably. See, you always had a taste for some darker things, especially when it came to what got you off. Not even that close friend you shared your porn tastes and preferences with knew this side of you. So when that stream opened up, a more casual context then the one you first came in on, more intimate, him directly addressing the chat and taking some questions and what not you found out that this guy, Leslie you learned, was doing camming for one main reason.

He had dreams and wants and aspirations, he had goals. Bloody and violent and brutal goals that intrigued you endlessly. It felt really meta, really deep, he was convincing, it almost gave you an ARG kind of vibe, everyone playing along into the fiction of it perfectly, not acknowledging the fantasy to help sell it all the more. You can really get into it.

So you became a fan, watching every stream that you could and falling deeper for him all the while.

It isn’t fair that he is this fucking hot, this charming, this easy and likeable air about him as well as being this funny. He was shockingly hilarious, biting, able to be sarcastic and so much more. Not to mention his Halloween stream that was Phantom Of The Opera themed, you didn’t know where he got the organ from or how he knew how to play it but fuck it got a big laugh.

He had depth, just a shocking amount of it, able to convey so much in those eyes, you found yourself just transfixed often. Also whenever he went on a tangent, passionately talking about something he cared about, it made you want to be around him even more.

You watched him for months. You learned more about him, the rough area where he lived, that he had access to lots of outdoor venues to feed his exhibitionist tendencies.

You would all ask about it and the farm he had access to, asking if he owned it and he would simply say with an easy smile, “Don’t worry about it.”

You all wondered if he was sneaking around and there illegally.

You learned that he loved to talk and other times could be almost silent when needed except for those delicious moans that would spill out. You learned he had a decent amount of scars, you look at one that is on his side, a deep looking ragged gash under his ribs that you’d thought about tracing more than a few times.

He would talk about where he got them with a wistful almost dreamy look on his face that endeared you so much more to him, “There was this girl, this, God-” He sighed a shake of his head, “-this amazing fucking firecracker of a girl who did it to me. With my own weapon no less, can you believe it?”

Almost sounded like he loved whoever that girl was. Lucky her.

Leslie loved using toys, tools of the trade, using the right implement for the right job is not only smart but can be necessary to elicit the response that you want. Fleshlights, cock rings, vibes, plugs and more, it’s all good. Setting is clearly important to him as well.

One of the stand out streams in your mind was the night he played “Hangman” Literally.

You have no idea where he got this set up but man it was elaborate. It was late, the moon was out, here was Leslie with a legitimate gallows setup, noose and all. Some poor sap, standing on a stool, thick rope around their neck and hands tied and the boy himself with a chalkboard. People could tip to guess a letter and play the game, if a letter was guessed right, he ‘played’ with the victim in that precarious position, but if no one could get the word correct. Well after several rounds where Leslie edged the poor guy stupid and a few near misses where the guy almost slipped while too caught up in the feelings, you found out just what happened in that case. After that person had been mostly stripped, clothing cut away with Leslie’s sickle, lots of edging and some toy fun, the chat fucked up.

Too many wrong guesses and no one got that last word. “Oh noooo. Tsk, tsk, it wasn’t that hard a word guys, c’mon!” He sighed, pretending to be put out, a shrug that said, “what are you gonna do?” as he fingered the end of his sickle before saying, “Well the rules are the rules!”

Which led to the very dramatic turn of the scene and the ‘hanging’ of Leslie’s guest star. You never saw the persons face but they were a good fucking actor. It was convincing, you almost really believed he had hung the poor fucker. He finished the show himself in the moonlight and you were so caught up looking at him and getting yourself off that you didn’t even think about how the body still in the frame, swinging by the rope around their neck, was able to do that safely if they were just some actor.

Leslie loves his games and is good with cards so having some dedicated game nights were a must. Blackjack-off was a favourite. Basically it was played with the same rules as blackjack and viewers like you tip to play a hand against him there were different prizes set up to choose from whether Leslie won or a viewer won.

It gave you almost a strip poker vibe at one point when he was shirtless and shuffling the deck with that unmistakable flair he had. When someone asked how he got so good at cards and this game he played a bit coy, “Been to Vegas a few times. Might be a bit too acquainted with it. Why? You impressed?”

You sure were. Leslie is good with cards, he is good with acting too, and he just so happened to make everyone believe some viewer won the last round of the night and rode a dildo for everyone’s amusement until he made a total mess of his trembling thighs.

Some night he played chase with another guest star, for once the camera was on him, you watched as he stalked and chased and eventually caught the poor girl and fucked her in the cold dirt of the apple orchard they were in. Once he had caught her the perspective switched, you got to see him as he had her, holding her down and more than willing to take suggestions.

A few of yours even got listened to and as his hand landed on her bare ass so hard she sobbed and, according to Leslie, “-she just clenched around me like a vice-” you came harder than you had in a long time. Wishing you were that sweet little thing he had under him.

You were still recovering when he finished inside her before flipping her over and slashing her throat open. Again the effects he employed were insane, he never ceased to impress you.

Tonight was a big night, an exciting one. It was Saturday night, the biggest night of the week arguably, you had some money to burn and no plans other than having fun. You were mostly quiet in the chat, you did speak up, did tip, he even called you out by name a few times, he seemingly remembered everyone who made even the smallest impression. But tonight, you wanted to splash some real cash, wanted to really contribute and make yourself heard, be seen by him.

You were right on time, already half dressed, excited and waiting and the second the room was opened there you were. You saw him, it looked like he had been “busy” tonight. In that outfit for his killer persona you had seen many times now, sickle slung on his hip, blood and mud and God knows what else on him. He was outside, leaning against what you think is the outside of the barn if memory serves. He took his mask off and dropped it on the ground with a thump as he addressed the chat. You could see the sweat on him, the smeared makeup, you were much too into him de-masked. Casual and easy conversation started, he was checking in, ended up starting to eat an apple as you all talked. He asked about a few regularly big tippers weeks. People were much more interested in how his night went.

“My night?” He asked as he pointed to himself with one hand as he held the mostly consumed apple, you chimed in, typing in, “Yeah! What’d you do?”

He took the last bite before throwing the apple core aside, one hand over his mouth as he finished off what was in his mouth before responding, with a shrug, “It was good. Some basic practice, gotta stay loose, keep the skills sharp, you know?” He asked with a smile as he started to slide down the wall.

“Was it messy?” Someone asked and he tugged on one of the straps of his overalls, showing off the big spray of blood painting the front of the denim, he responded with a big grin. “What do you think?”

“Details Les?!” “YEAH! Details please?!?!?!”

And other similar pleading which made that warm fire you’d come to truly enjoy spark in his eyes. He had one knee up, hand resting on it, looking so natural, casual. “You all really wanna know hmm?”

The chat professed their extreme want for that and he said, “Okay, okay, so there was this fun little thing that was getting a bit too close for comfort with what I do, right?”

You listened intently as he told the tale, of the girl and how she was too close to him, figured out some shit she shouldn’t have, how he knew that she was planning to come by, poke around his place and that wouldn’t do. He scared her, got the drop on her, scared her and chased her, eventually caught and gutted her. He told it with such passion, so much excitement, the sound effects, the terminology he dropped, he even un-holstered his sickle to drive his point home and emphasized what he told.

He seemed much more amped after recounting the story as was the whole chat. People praising him on how well he told it and what he did sounded just amazing, how they wished they could have seen it and you joined in on that.

That excited energy was addicting, the urge and want to keep it up was present, you don’t wanna lose this kind of momentum once you have it so he started to make the shift to tonight's main event. When he asked, “Who’s ready to make a different kind of mess?”

The chat lit up with responses, yours as well, expressing massive excitement and desperately wanting to see what was in store for the evening.

Leslie reached out of frame, he picked up something, holding a folded over brown leather belt. “What do you think this might be for?”

The chat immediately started throwing up responses, and he didn’t give away what he was planning, holding the belt with one hand and palming himself with the other. You started to palm yourself too, a roll of your hips, the friction was good but not good enough. You stripped your shorts and threw them aside as Leslie was shrugging, “I dunnoooo, might just have to spring it on you all, surprise you.”

A raise of his eyebrows and you wanted to be surprised, he was so good at doing that. You picked your moment just as he did, you played it cool, you teased, a taunt with a big fat fucking tip attacted, “Awfully confident Les. Sure you can really surprise us? I’m not convinced.”

You saw a flicker of something on his face, eyes narrowed ever so slightly, he noticed your comment. “Don’t think I can pull it off?”

You added another comment, “Yeah I don’t think you can.”

This was a good angle you were giving him, Leslie liked to be challenged, he thought one simple word, bet.

“Let’s see about that-” And he said your screen name in a way that made you throb with need. Your dumb little plan, worked.

He kept the belt nearby, and he unclasped his overalls and let them slip down. You loved the shirt he wore underneath, the tattered and rough look of it, the holes, you wanted to run your fingers over it and touch, take in the messy almost terry cloth looking texture and the brief parts of his skin you could reach through the holes. He usually never wore anything other than the shirt underneath and tonight was no different. Claims of being able to move better when unrestricted had been thrown around previously and thank God for that.

He was already pretty hard, not surprising based on how he recounted that story and the energy in the room tonight. He spit into his hand and it dropped down, wrapped around himself and he began to stroke slowly, little preamble or teasing to it. Sometimes he would do massive build up before he even touched his dick, other times, like tonight, he just went for it.

You were touching yourself in time, mirroring him. He was looking right into the camera, your favourite, you watched the change and the shift, the wash of pleasure as he began to get more into it. Melting more into it, breathing harder, the small flexes of his muscles under that gorgeous skin muttered with scars. You watched as he picked up the pace, harder grip and he breatehd out, “Fuck that feels good.”

You took this as another in, typing in quickly with one hand, something you’ve gotten much better at since getting into cam shows, “This the big, bad, stream you had planned Les? Jerking it one handed sitting in the dirt?

He looked almost offended, a scoff as he said, “No patience tonight? Ever hear of building anticipation?”

You grinned, another response fired back, “Yeah I’m really anticipating…Something exciting to happen.”

“Is that so?” He asked with a tight smile.

The chat was into this. The back and forth, you teasing him and he was not as unbothered as maybe he should have. He hadn’t stopped and neither had you as it continued, you were breathing quicker, pleasure spiking, both moving with more purpose, harder, quicker, almost matching the pace of the banter you went through this back and forth.

“C’mon Leslie, I’m not impressed. Is anyone else here impressed?” And it had gone on long enough.

His hand released himself, he snatched up the belt and you watched his fingers work deftly, the belt was looped and your hand slowed slightly wondering what he was doing until it slipped over around his neck and was tightened. He was staring down the camera, your eyes were wide, your breath caught, one hand wrapping the end of the belt around it and his other hand locking back onto the base of his shaft, his tone containing so much bite as he asked, “Anyone ever heard of-”

And you finished his thought, saying it the exact same time as him, a quiet and awed whisper to yourself, “-auto erotic asphyxiation.”

He started his pace back up, working back up to it as he asked, “Is this exciting enough for you?”

His breathing was strained, laced with pleasure, stroking himself as he continued, “Dangerous enough? Hot enough?”

It was hot, it was dangerous, this was serious, he could really hurt himself. He had hurt others plenty but this put him at risk, on display for you all and you clenched around nothing.

He tugged slightly on the belt, tightening it half a notch, you could see the leather biting into the sweat slick skin of his throat. Your own hand was working furiously now, you were panting openly, pleasure spiking hard. He asked further, “Well-?” he said your screen name again and you choked out a moan.

The chat was losing it and with shaking fingers you responded one handed again, “Yes, so good, holy fuck.” You typing it out had a few more spelling mistakes than that in your haste and it made him let out a strained laugh against the creaking leather.

“Yeah, of course you are into this.” He teased with surprising effectiveness while choking and masturbating himself at the same time. He was just as into this. He was panting too, head tipped back, resting against the splintering wood as he worked. His chest heaving, leaking pre-cum, he looked so flushed, veins on his neck prominent, he couldn’t talk as much at this point. He had tightened the belt enough that talking seemed painful but it was fine.

The show he put on, body responding on instinct just chasing the pleasure he was feeling, it sped you along. You wanted to cum so bad, you wanted to time it just right, tonight was all about timing and in your time watching him you’d started to pick up on the tells. The muscles in his thighs tensing, the look in his eyes, the slight falter in his pace he was close.

He nodded, a quiet, almost inaudible, “Ready?” was asked to the chat and you nodded, yes, yes, yes you were so ready.

He was so fucking close, you were too, your own legs shaking, you needed this so bad and you took it in as his one hand slid down and moved with a kind of ease that made you think he had definitely done this before, releasing the tension of the belt. It fell to sit around his shoulders as he came with the loudest gasp you’ve ever heard from him. The first rope shot up and out, landing on his chest and you tipped over your own orgasm overtaking.

His whole body jerked from the sheer force of it, zero composure, legs jerked, his hand barely moving, all the cum ended up on his chest and stomach and fingers, a little on his thighs and him moaning loud and fucking clear. It served to elevate your pleasure further.

It was that kind of orgasm that left your ears ringing and your fingers shaking, totally out of breath.

The come down took a fucking minute. A full minute of him struggling to regain his breath which was not easy to make happen for him. You were speechless, you sit up right in your chair, there was only one thing you could do, you typed in the amount and sent it with a message, “You win.”

Leslie heard the tip sound, he looked at the chat, scanned over your message, read the hefty amount you tipped and he laughed, hard, harder than he should have after that. “Told you I’d surprise you.”

He always did, didn’t he?

#BHF asks #BHF writing #Leslie Vernon X Reader #Cam!AU #BHF 2000 Follower Raffle #I love this #I hope you allll do too!#Nassssty

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dramatothethirdpower · 8 months

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OnlyFriends stray thoughts from episode 2 (as sent in my OnlyFriends gc as we watched it)

Oh sweet baby Nick... this isn't what you want!

Whoa okay, this is a LOT of sex for two people not in SOME kind of relationship

Eww, I'm your regular now? Like he's a prostitute?

Tell him, Nick!

I HATE YOU BOSTON! Don't fuck with that boy's head like that! Manipulative as fuck

Oh sweetie no, don't be jealous of Top, he's gross!

Aw, Ray is so soft. I wish I looked like that when I woke up in the morning

Oooh no, don't fall for it Sand. I saw that smile, but this is not the boy you are looking for

Why is Atom so familiar?? I hate him on sight so he must have been the bad guy in something..

Haha, no one else seems to think you have great taste in music, Ray

Nick baby, no, don't fixate like this

Do we think Boston has nefarious purposes for these cams? Do I just hate him so much I'm being paranoid? I don't trust hiiiiiim

Mew is so cute. Top is dressed like a dad. How is he the more sought after one??

Oh this is criiiiinge, stop it Top. How is Mew into this??

For real? FOR REAL? You're just going to let some old flame talk to you like that in front of Mew?? How is Mew not just storming away? I'm sorry but if someone told me they wanted to date me and then acted like this with someone else I'd be OUT

Haha, Nick is not thrilled that Sand and Boston know each other. I was really hoping for some hijinks with this reveal. I bet Nick assumes they slept together. Honestly, I assume everyone Boston interacts with is someone he's atleast tried to sleep with

I am not getting a good read here on Sand's reaction to Ray being here. It feel like maybe he wishes he weren't but in the kitchen less so? Is he just being kind of wary because Ray is such a chaos bomb?

Haha, Nick seeing Top. He does NOT like that he's here. Oh he's cyber stalking him. So relatable. (Baby just walk away. If you have to stalk his ex he's not worth iiiiit)

You're projecting a little bit there, Boston. Not everyone is desperate as you to fuck Top.

Oh my gosh, Nick wants to be official so bad, I feel awful for him

Why is no one dressed for a pool party? Also, how are they not all roasting in long sleeves??

Ok I NEED the Sand Top tea, cuz Sand hates that guy (same)

Boston you leave Ray alone! Let him pine in peace! He's not your little pawn!

I don't think Top cares because he likes Mew so much he's jealous, I think he's pissed he might not get there first. Creep.

Oh Mew baby, rubbing salt in the wound "rooting for" Ray and Sand

Ok, controlling much, Top? They're not even actually dating yet, Mew should cut him loose. He's been a giant red flag!

Haha, the lizard behind Sand is a paid actor

Top is being a pouty douche baby for no reason. Who the fuck trusts Boston? Also I'd be super pissed if someone said I was part of their checklist. Oh great, I'm a chore you check off.

Haha, Mew says not tonight, buddy. Don't blame him, that is not great energy Top is putting out

Really guys? You both have apartments. Why are we doing this in the parking lot. Ray is so needy... oh Sand WANTS to be convinced. This does not bode well for him.

Uh oh, Mew lost his keys, sure would be a shame if he stumbled after Top and saw something he shouldn't....

Oh no, all his people are fucking. (He calls Top first! Sweet boy... another way Top is fucking up)

He checked the phone?! SERIOUSLY? OMG dude. Poor Sand, he needed this reality check. He's gone and caught feels

SHOW THE VIDEO!!!! I don't buy it. Mew and Ray do not act like they've been together! I don't trust Boston as far as I can throw him.

This car is way too little for these activities

Please tell me this is a rough handjob, cuz there was no lube shown.

Oh no! Nick!!! Set them on fire Nick, no one would blame you!

Don't do it Mew!! He's gross!!! (From the preview)

#OnlyFriends the series #Episode 3 #Ramblings #Watching Now #Recap #only friends #onlyfriendstheseries

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the-silver-peahen-residence · 2 months

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Hey, how are the others now after the little accident in the DI5 infection? Are they stable? Anything new yet?

((Hello anon dear, hope your well. I think I can add something after what happened. Just give me a second please.))

Oh and some of the others spoken in this part belongs to @demon-blood-youths ))

Silver butterfly mun/Peahen mom

On the streets, Hellmare and Hiroshi has gotten away from the hoard of infection that tried to give them the DI5 infection, now they were somewhere else in New York City. They been trying to find their friends out here but nothing has happened or seen.

Hiroshi has tried to use the radio to find anyone who was near by but the signals were still static. Seems Mr. Henderson was still working on getting that back up but he lowers the radio hoping for his friends to be safe.

"I think we should hurry this way. I believe we can find some way to get around without bringing attention to ourselves." She looks to him as Hiroshi nods.

"Right. Their should be a building up ahead somewhere. I heard it could be another safehouse." he said holding a bookbag with items they found. Hellmare heard this to nod, seeing she and him keep on walking by. However, they were hoping to find someone they knew out here besides the monsters roaming about.

The walk was still going for a while but as they get to a burning building, static was heard from the radio. He noticed to lift it from his pocket trying to look.

"Is something wrong?" she asked.

"No. The radio is getting worse. Or maybe Mr. Henderson has got them fixed?" he said, trying to fix the frequency. Hellmare blinks to hear this but she did remember they heard or got some information he was trying to fix it. In a way that other fractions heard or had radios with them hopefully. For now, they keep on walking till seeing some station that seems to look familiar.

"..Woah, where are we?" Hiroshi said.

"It seems we made it to a safehouse." she said going to check but they saw it was empty. Nothing was around but they walk in before closing the metal gates and locking it. The area seems clean well, except the blood stains. Seems they can rest here for now.....

~~~~~~~~~~~Meanwhile~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"Did you two find the others anywhere in the city?" Fosh and Mouse was giving some water to Navarro and Echo who was with them now after hearing their story to sigh.

"No. We been having to move from the safehouse we had. The infected is getting smarter now and more aggressive. We had no choice but to move away from the area we were safe in. However, we have heard nothing from anyone else due to the radios being out." Fosh explains this to Navarro but Echo was still worried looking at the water.

"I see.....great." Fosh sighed shaking his head.

"Though, we had no idea the infected has gotten smarter now...but does this mean they are adapting to evolving?" Mouse mutters thinking about it. She didn't know but reading the files from what she and Fosh had, it might seem so. This was troubling.

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

"Well, at least you two are safe with us. We will stick together and hope to find the others in the later process. I Just hope we can find another way to get a signal or something. Or a word from anyone else." She said and yet, Navarro sighed.

"Then...you have not heard from Ink or the others?" Navarro asked sadly.

"I'm sorry Navarro. We been trying to get with anyone we can find but nothing yet. We have been trying to get a signal at least or a video feed. I remember everyone else still has their phones or something with video cam. When we get that back up, we might be able to see who we can." Mouse said but she saw Echo just remaining quiet. Seems this was really stressing her out.

"Echo? You okay?" she snaps out of it but looks up.

"I..I'm fine. Just scared....." she mutters but Navarro rubs her back even if he was worried. She really hated this and hopes this nightmare comes to a end. She misses her friends, she misses everything being normal again. However, if she wished for that faster, they had to keep on fighting through this and find the others again.

"For now, you two can rest up. Your safe with us. If activity gets back with them, then we have to move on again. So please take it easy okay?" Mouse said but Navarro nods with closing his eyes. Seems they were safe finally but even so, Echo was still worried.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

The ones that went through the sudden attack were fine even if they were more worried now. Rex was upset with himself for what happened or what he did almost to Kali. However, she didn't leave his side even if he told her to. She stays with him no matter what even forgiving him. It was not his fault. It's the damn infection.

Vivi was sitting against the wall after she finally calms down but she kept her distance from Shdwkyz after accidentally almost hurting him. True, he was more concerned about her now but he sees that she was still shaking and hugging herself. He still had to give blood even if she was afraid to after what happened. Even so, he still kept doing that.

T-bone has bandaged up a wound on Maggie even if she said nothing to him after a few hours ago. She hated that the Di5 made her do that but she was so upset only closing her eyes. She hated this feeling, the hunger and urge to feed from another demon. However, even if it was bad T-bone didn't leave her.

Yuuka was seeing Oblivion resting against her as she was seeing her taking a nap. Even if she was ashamed for attacking her, Yuu forgave her. It wasn't her fault and it didn't scare her to leave her. She wouldn't do that to her. She promised she would stay by her side and keep her safe forever. Seeing her sleeping, Yuu only held her close hoping she fights through this thing.

Ashley was okay and stable thanks to Joshua but he forgave her even for the attack. He did help with cleaning the blood off her face and chin but she was looking more depressed thinking she was a monster now. Joshua told her she was not but he still remains with her to get through this.

Ethan still helps Willow and he didn't leave even if she lost it. The infection has gotten worse but that tells him he had to do something to keep her from losing to it. For now, he would think of something but they would still keep looking for their teammates.

As for Breeze, she forgave Rust from before but he had said sorry to her so many times, she heard it non stop since. All she did was hug him close to calm him down but tells him it's fine. She forgave him.

While for Melinda, she saw Jaron against the wall not sure how to respond to what happened. Even if he was being held by Melinda, she forgave him. She saw he would hold her hand even muttering I'm sorry to her. And yet, she did forgive him as she tells him. This infection is getting worse now but the two were forgiving to the guys to tell them stay strong through this.

As for Ink........

She was fine and calm once more, shaking with a blanket on her shoulders. She was gripping the corners while looking down. She just had another nightmare. The voices were getting louder in her head. She didn't understand what they were saying or want but it was annoying. She wanted this to stop; it hurts so much but she saw that Bakugo was watching her this time. He was concerned now but he saw how paranoid she was after she attacked them. Though, it was due to her not knowing. The nightmares she kept saying were worse.....

Even if Bakugo was worried, he didn't want to spoke her so he keeps a watch on her to be safe. Even offering to hold her which she accepted from time to time. She was afraid and she didn't like it. Even worried about her friends, her demon sister, her cousin......she wanted to know what happened to them.

For now, Bakugo sighed to look at her. "Ink......"

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

"Listen, I don't know if your still upset about what happened but we forgive you.....it's not your fault. Whatever is happened but we will get through this. We will be sure to get out of this and help the others. We just have to figure out some way to find them."

"...I....I know.." He heard her speak finally but looks down seeing Ink not looking at him.

"But...I'm still worried. I'm not the one trying to sound like that but after what happened I..I don't know. I still get nightmares and their getting worse after that. I don't like it, Bakugo. I don't like it." she mutters but he keeps holding her to him worried.

"Ink, I know it seems bad but they are just nightmares. Their not real." he said.

"...But they feel real to me, Bakugo. They feel so real...it's like it's happening to me for real. Killing me from the inside...It's like the infection is getting a mind of it's own. It keeps talking to me and using my voice...it's.."

"Woah calm down, your voice? What do you mean?" he asked.

"..I don't know. It's like it uses me or a weird version of me, telling me to consume who is near me. Drain them...I..I only shout back at it to try and get it out of my head.....it just keeps testing me Bakugo. I don't want to lose to this..I don't know what is happening to me." she mutters but Bakugo didn't know that. Her nightmares are getting worse. He even felt her shaking now that Bakugo hugs her to pet her head.

"Easy Ink, it's alright. They are just nightmares but don't let this damn infection win. Your a demon dragon of pride for fuck sake. I know you are scared right now.....but it's fine. Me and the others are here for you. I know the others are safe too......we will find them....we will.." he said to her but she only looks to the room before looking up at him.

"Trust me, we will find them. I know we will." he said to her. Ink knew that but she was still concerned even about Jinx who still was missing. Even so, she always trusts him and the other guys.

"...For now, we will have to just remain calm....." he said even if Ink was silent to sigh. He was right, she had to stay strong for her friends. For her demon sister and cousin. She just had to. Curling up more, she only looks to grip his shirt.

"......Ink?"

"..O..Okay Bakugo. I'll stay strong.." she whispered to him while looking to feel him hold her still. For now, it seems for now they will have to remain on guard in case. However, as Bakugo was watching over ink, the other guys were trying to keep a eye out before Izuku comes to look at them.

"Guys! Guys!"

"Hmm? What's wrong Izuku?" Ren asked looking to him as Rin, Atsushi, and Denji looks to him. They saw the radio in his hand as he looks to be in some relief.

"I think someone is trying to contact us! The radios might be working again!"

#OOC #scattered silver rose petals #ask answered #mun answered #silver butterfly mun #peahen mom #the mansion owner #The DI5 infection accident au #anon #short drabble #The fractions of NYC #peahen writer

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soulmate-game · 3 years

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Well, here is the stupid thing I was alluding to. It’s mostly a filler chapter, but yeah.

Harley’s Plea for Help, Chapter 3

“Well, that took a while,” a relatively deep female voice smoothly drawled. The plants placed right next to the window pulled away, no longer blocking the pathway inside. The two figures who were perched right outside the windowsill took the invitation and climbed inside, the shorter of the two looking at the woman who had spoken and smiling widely.

“Auntie Ivy!” Marinette happily exclaimed, making the redhead across from her grin back.

“That’s me. It sure is nice to actually see you in person, little Marigold,” she held out her arms for a hug, which Marinette instantly ran in to accept. “Video calls are never quite enough, are they? You’re so tiny! Are you sure you eat alright?”

“Auntie Ivyyyyyy,” Marinette whined, knowing full well that Ivy was just teasing her.

“So, what took you all so long?” Ivy asked Red Hood, even as she kept her arms wrapped around her soon-to-be daughter in law. “Usually you bats are all about getting back on the streets to punch people, we didn’t think you’d be bringing her in at almost one in the morning.”

Hood shrugged, thumbs hooked in his pockets. “Your little garden fairy nearly gave us the slip. Went straight out the back exit instead of doin’ anything showy like we half expected and we almost missed her.”

“I stopped as soon as I noticed who they were, I swear!” Marinette pulled away from Ivy, holding her hands up in mock surrender. “I didn’t expect Momma to send them to babysit me before our first full day being in Gotham. In hindsight, though, I really should have.”

“Yeah, you should’ve,” Ivy agreed with a smirk, ruffling Marinette’s hair and making her pigtails go a little crooked. “And I know for a fact that you’ve done some stunts off your balcony back in Paris, so at least I know you can be responsible and hold yourself back from doing the same here. Must get that from me, because we both know it doesn’t come from Harley.”

Marinette and Hood both had to laugh at that. Being responsible was definitely not a trait that Marinette could have inherited from anybody in her family tree, that was for sure.

“Are ya makin’ fun of me in front of my daughter?” the comically scandalized voice announced the arrival of one Harley Quinn, who walked into the room in white onesie pajamas with a poker print on them. All of the “joker” cards were crossed out heavily with red sharpie, and a few of them had black-sharpie devil horns and handlebar mustaches vandalizing them. Marinette even caught one such card with a googly eye on it, the matching eye having fallen off and leaving only a small circle of since-dried hot glue where it used to be. “If you guys are gonna be that way, fine! Ivy dyes her hair!”

“No she doesn’t,” Marinette deadpanned, clearly fighting against a giant grin. The corners of her lips gave her away, they never stopped twitching with repressed mirth. “But you do. I got the pictures to prove—- aah!” Harley tackled her daughter to the ground, attacking her with tickles immediately.

“Take it back! My hair is naturally blond!”

“Yeah, naturally— hahahahaha! Sandy blonde! You— hahaha! Have just as much brown— stop I can’t breathe! hahahaha!— as yellow!”

“Hmph,” Harley finally backed off, crossing her eyes and looking away from Marinette with an exaggerated pout. “How dare you reveal my darkest secret?”

“I was a natural redhead even before I got my powers,” was all Ivy had to say, looking all too amused at this turn of events. “Your original costume completely covered your hair.”

“Don’t worry, Harley,” Red Hood butted in, reminding the three girls that he was still here. His tone suggested that he was definitely smiling under his helmet. “We found out about your hair dye years ago.”

“I just cover up the brown parts! It’s not like I’m changin’ much,” she argued before standing up again. “Thanks for gettin’ my cupcake back safely, little birdie. Oh, that's right! I made cupcakes! Hang on, lemme grab one for your trip back!” with that, she span on her heels and ran back further into the apartment. Marinette dashed over to Hood, immediately shoving him to the window.

“Quick, save yourself! Momma can’t bake for her life!” she whispered urgently. “I’ll say you were called away for an emergency, just hurry!”

“It’s not even a lie, getting away from Harley’s baking is an emergency,” Ivy agreed, waving as the vigilante took their advice and fled. It was only three seconds later that Harley slid back into the room, nearly falling due to the feet of her onesie having pretty much zero friction. Her face immediately fell when she saw that her victim was gone, leaving her standing there with a cupcake that was about twice as much frosting as actual cake, covered in sprinkles like a kid’s craft project that was smothered in glitter. The frosting was also shapeless, just heaped on the cake like a half-melted scoop of ice cream. She sighed in despair.

“There goes my chance of giving a bat diabetes. You guys warned him, didn’t ya?”

They both nodded shamelessly. “We’re not that cruel, Harley,” Ivy defended, getting up from her spot on her cushioned armchair and wrapping an arm around her fiance’s waist before she kissed the top of her head gently. “Hood got our little Marigold back safe and sound, and he’s even started a garden at his apartment. He doesn’t deserve to be poisoned by you.”

“I thought you said he got a single cactus at the flea market last month,” Harley deadpanned, making Ivy shrug.

“Might as well be a garden for him, and it’s something he’s not likely to kill so that’s a plus to me. He’s actually taking really good care of the little baby.”

“Speaking of garden!” Marinette gently took the sad excuse of a pastry away from her mom and sat it down on a side table before ushering both of them over to the living room and onto the sofa. “My garden back home is growing so big, I don’t think I can keep everything much longer. I barely have room to walk on the terrace, with all the vines and leaves and branches. Got any ideas of what I can do?”

“Of course! Do you have pictures, Marigold?”

—*—*—*—*—*

Slipping back through her hotel window at six in the morning was risky, since it involved climbing the wall and hoping nobody saw, but her classmates were so unpredictable that it was the only way she could be sure nobody would find out that she had violated curfew and snuck out. Of course, having Red Robin waiting outside her mom’s apartment’s terrace to escort her back helped. At least she knew that no street cams would record her comings or goings, and his grappling hook made the whole scale-the-hotel-wall business much more efficient.

Once she was inside, she sighed happily. “Thanks, now—“ her apology was cut off as Red Robin held up a finger to tell her to wait.

“Hold that thought, be right back. Don’t move.”

Thinking, rightfully, that something was wrong, Marinette obeyed. She watched Red Robin leap off of her hotel balcony and disappear into the streets. Immediately, she began a search to make sure her room had been left untampered— everything important had been packed in the backpack that she had taken to her mom’s place, but still. Could never be too careful. By the time she finished checking for bugs or any signs of snooping, Red Robin landed back on her balcony.

“Here we go.”

Turning to face him, Marinette opened her mouth to ask what the problem had been— only to tear up a little and walk over to the vigilante.

“Oh, my hero. Truly, my one and only savior. Knight in shining red Kevlar. I’m running on two hours of sleep and you have read my mind!” The pigtailed drama queen eagerly took the coffee that he offered her, and he sipped from a larger cup that looked like he had grabbed it from the same place. Marinette almost instantly sighed in gratitude when the hot drink lightly scalded her tongue. This. This was the elixir of life.

To his credit, Red Robin was able to restrain himself to merely an amused smirk. Probably because he was running on just as little sleep as she was. “Sorry it’s only a small, I figured it was best to have something you could finish quickly and easily hide the evidence for. If you need more caffeine, I happen to know that Wayne Enterprises has a very good coffee shop in their main hall. You’ll be touring there today, right?” He asked, taking another sip as he waited for the answer that he already knew.

Marinette nodded absently, drinking in the euphoria of her coffee as she tried to both savor it yet finish it as quickly as safely possible. When she came up for air, she said; “Yeah, that’s right. We’re touring Wayne Enterprises for most of the day, having lunch there, and leaving for dinner after the tour. Then we have a visit to the Gotham Museum of Fine Art, and we’ll stay there until about eight-thirty before heading back to the hotel.”

Red Robin nodded, then turned and looked out the window at the slowly rising sun. Sunrise was always a bit later in Gotham, partly because of the abundance of high-rises and partly because of the thick cloud cover and ever-present fog on the edges of the city making everything seem darker than it should have been. He had to be at work soon himself, which is why he had been chosen to escort her to the hotel in the first place, but that meant that he had to be heading off.

“Alright. We arranged for a bodyguard we trust to keep an eye on your class during the WE tour, but he doesn't know who you are or that we’re the ones who asked. We’re still in the process of arranging someone to shadow you after the tour, but we’ll tell you about that once it’s solidified. Until then, follow the usual self-defense procedures if you suspect anyone of following you. You have the panic button we gave you?”

Marinette nodded, gulping down the last of her coffee and carefully putting it in her room’s tiny trash can. “Got it. Thanks, again. Seriously,” she met his eyes— or, probably did since they were hidden behind that weird white film that the whole Batfam had covering the eyeholes of their masks. “I mean it. For listening to me, for listening to Mom. It means a lot. I’ll keep the panic button on me, and I’ll use it if I think I can’t handle a situation on my own. I’ll cooperate with the people you get to watch over the class, and I’ll do my best to not get into any trouble. No promises, but I’ll do my best,” she maintained eye contact until Red Robin nodded, hiding his expression behind his coffee cup. After a second, he cleared his throat.

“Well then. We’ll contact you once we have anything to say about your intel. Until then, I gotta go. And by the way?”

Marinette tilted her head curiously as Red Robin paused for just a moment on her balcony railing, aiming a smirk back at her. “Yeah?”

“Welcome to Gotham.”

And if she couldn’t help but smile widely as he grappled off into the fog-veiled sunrise? Well, only she had to know. She wasted no time closing and locking the glass balcony door, and pulling the curtains over it completely. Once that was done, she couldn’t help but do a little shimmy of Joy. She was caffeinated, she met Auntie Ivy in person for the first time, she got to sleep next to her momma— and she was in Gotham! Technically her hometown— or town she was conceived in? Didn’t matter. Point was, even with the chaos and dark energy clouding the very air, she couldn’t help but feel like she belonged in that city. Like that was where she was always meant to end up, where she could thrive and the environment that she was made to thrive in. The environment that she was born to start fixing.

She beamed at herself in her bathroom mirror as she gave herself one more once-over. Yeah, so far her visit to Gotham was going much better than she could have hoped. Now, she just had to make sure it stayed that way.

Three businesslike raps sounded against the door to her room, just in time for Marinette to feed Tikki one more cookie and straighten her purse on her shoulder. Madame Mendelieve’s voice called out from the other side of the door in her usual no-nonsense bark;

“Dupain-Cheng! Room check! It’s time to get up, we’re meeting down in the lobby in ten minutes.”

Marinette ran up to the door, not quite able to contain her energy, and swung it open with her trademark large, beaming smile.

“Way ahead of you, Madame Mendelieve!”

Her science teacher blinked, adjusting her glasses on her nose as if she couldn’t quite believe what she was seeing.

“Ah. You’re already awake and ready?”

Marinette giggled and nodded. “Yup! I was so excited for the tour that I could barely sleep! Does the hotel breakfast include free coffee?”

—*—*—*—*—*

The hotel breakfast did, in fact, include coffee. What it did not include, however, was free coffee that Marinette could reasonably stomach. Especially after the heaven in a cup that Red Robin had gotten for her earlier, the watered down motor oil in the hotel lobby had been unbearable. She had barely managed two sips before regretfully throwing the rest away. Which is what brought her to stand in line at the very same coffee shop that Red Robin had mentioned was in the main hall of Wayne Enterprises, as the rest of her class mingled and waited for their teachers to check their tour group in and their tour guide to arrive.

“Hmm. Sorry, this is my first time ordering here,” she apologized when she reached the counter, gaining a slight lopsided grin from the barista at the register. “Um, I usually like strong coffee, with a lot of caffeine, but I also like something sweet. I don’t need anything too complicated though, do you have any recommendations?”

The barista gave her a customer service smile that seemed just a tad softer at the edges than usual. “Sure! So, we can add an extra shot or two of espresso to any of our drinks, to make it stronger and give it an extra kick. If you’re looking for good sweet flavors, the classics are our white chocolate or caramel. But we also have a seasonal syrup right now that I personally love, which is our cinnamon butterscotch. Did you wanna try that?”

Marinette smiled widely. “That sounds delicious! Then, if I could have your largest size café latte, hot, with… two extra shots and that syrup? Does that sound good?”

The barista actually let loose a soft laugh, already keying in the order. “If you’re a coffee lover and a sweet tooth at the same time, then you’ll love it. If not, come back during your tour’s lunch break and I’ll make you something else.”

Marinette made a little more small talk as she handed over the proper cash for the order, and grabbed her drink after just another minute’s wait. She turned around, taking a sip of the unsurprisingly heavenly coffee and started off to join her class.

Only to realize none of them were where she had left them. She sighed, starting to reach into her purse to see if anyone had texted her about where they were going, but a heavy presence stopped her. She could feel him approaching from in front of her, slightly to her right, but she couldn’t hear him at all. On guard, she straightened up and turned to observe the potential threat.

A security guard. Marinette blinked, running over what she had been told earlier that morning. Was he..?

He seemed to notice her instinctually defensive posture because he raised his hands to show he meant no harm. “Sorry, didn’t mean to catch you off guard,” he apologized. “I’m the guard that was assigned to your tour group. I offered to stay behind until you got your coffee while the rest of your group went ahead and got the run-down on all the boring rules and whatnot of the tour. Figured you’d already know everything they had to say anyway, you’re the class president right?”

Marinette relaxed her posture, nodding and sending the man a relieved smile. “Yeah, that’s right. Well, that explains why they left without me then. Usually Madame Mendelieve is strict about following rules though, how’d you convince her to go on without me?”

The man chuckled, jerking his head to show that she should follow him as he began to lead the way to a side door. Marinette kept her guard up just in case, but wasn’t too worried. If nothing else, she was still in the middle of a super crowded building and the other security guards around didn’t seem concerned. She could easily yell for help if she needed to.

“Well, can’t you tell it was my devilish charm?” He teased, grinning. He waited until she rolled her eyes to continue; “but really, I’m like a second tour guide. She made me show a lotta proof that I’m actually assigned to you guys and not just faking it, not that I can blame her. Eventually she saw the logic in my suggestion and agreed. See, there they are,” he pointed casually ahead of them in the large side hallway they had entered. Sure enough, near the end of the hallway was her class at what looked to be the tail-end of a standard rules-and-guidelines speech from the tour guide. “By the way,” the guard spoke up again, holding his hand out. “My name’s Jason. You’ll be seeing me more often, since I’m supposed to guard you guys for all of your visits to the Tower. Call me if you need help with anything, ‘kay kid?”

Marinette grinned, now positive that this guy really was the guard that Red Robin had said was assigned to her class. She switched the hand she was holding her coffee in so that she could properly grab Jason’s hand for a shake.

“Got it, Monsieur Jason. Let’s both hope I don’t end up needing your help though, I think that would be easier on both of us,” she joked, earning a chuckle from the large man. And— yeah, now that she was relaxed, he really was big, wasn’t he? Then again, Marinette didn’t always realize when people were a bit larger or more buff than they should be. Living with her dad had seriously skewed her perception of the normal size of an adult male (which, she learned when she was seven, most definitely was not almost seven feet tall and muscled enough to make a pro wrestler jealous). But she would like to think she had gotten better in that aspect, and Jason was definitely a big guy. A little over six feet tall, she thought, and though the guard outfit hid a good portion of his physique, she could tell he carried enough muscle to do serious damage if he wanted to.

With a wave, she left him to join her class and sipped at her latte. She had figured that the Bat Clan’s criteria for civilians that they would put to guard her class had to be high, but now she had to wonder just how high. Most police officers or security guards were fit, sure, but not like Jason. Casting a quick glance back at him, she confirmed that he had quite a few faded but visible scars. Again, more than your average officer even for Gotham. Who had they tasked with her class’ safety, exactly?

An elbow in her side distracted her from her thoughts, forcing her to blink and stop her cup from going back to her lips. The grin of none other than Adrien Agreste greeted her when she snapped out of her own head long enough to pay attention to her surroundings. He jerked his head to indicate that the class was already starting to move off.

“Come on, Mari or you’ll get left behind again,” he teased. She grinned back at him, rolling her eyes but falling into step beside him as they followed at the back of their class. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you were gonna marry that coffee. You haven’t zoned out that badly in years,” his tone was light and cheery, but Marinette didn’t miss the concern in his emerald eyes. She sighed, gently bumping her shoulders against his in silent reassurance.

“I’m fine. Just didn’t get much sleep last night, that’s all. But this really is good coffee. Elixir of the gods,” then, just to provoke him, she took a giant gulp of the still steaming hot drink. Adrien grimaced in pained sympathy even though Marinette didn’t seem affected at all.

“Oww, Marineeeeeeeeeette,” he whined. “Don’t do that, my throat hurts just watching you guzzle hot coffee like that,” he complained, rubbing at his neck to make his point clear.

“Wimp,” she teased, unrepentant. Adrien just groaned dramatically.

“I’m not a wimp, you’re just concerningly used to burning your throat from the inside out,” he accused. “Anyway, how’d it go?” He was being deliberately vague, but it was obvious to her what he meant. He was only one she had told about visiting her mom, after all, just in case she needed a quick getaway.

In fact, he was the only one of her friends that she had even told about her biological parents. Alix knew too, but only because of time shenanigans. Marinette was fine with it now, but still.

“It went great,” she smiled widely at him, keeping her voice low but casual. “If I have a chance, I’ll introduce you sometime during the trip. I have a feeling you’ll love Auntie Selina, but I have to meet her first. All I have so far are stories.”

“Fair enough,” Adrien agreed easily. “But you don’t have to, you know that right? I’d love to meet your family, but I’m also fine just being your pseudo-brother like I have been up until now. I know it might be a bit… uncomfortable, for you.”

“Nah,” Marinette shrugged. “Nerve wracking, maybe. But that’s also about half the things that I do in my life period, anxiety is no joke. I’ll catastrophize for a while, but I know you’ll love them and they’ll love you.”

“Sounds like they have paw-some taste,” he didn’t even miss a beat with his puns, earning a playful glare for his efforts.

“Never mind. You’re a heathen. Disowned. Who are you?”

“Mariiiiii,” he whined, causing them both to laugh for a while before focusing on the tour.

So far, so good, Marinette thought.

—*—*—*—*—*

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