#and both scenarios feel Bad! so it really is just lose-lose every time it comes up… a sad situation for a gerund lover like yrs truly. 😔)
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have been reading fic & thinking abt my relationship to fic, which is of course also among other things a mirror of my relationship to my own psyche, and like—i think all the discourse abt its being ~internalized misogyny~ to mostly/entirely read m/m is not ultimately, whatever the truth of it, all that helpful, either to readers or to Women! but of course that doesn't stop me from feeling weird guilt abt the fact that i don't read more f/f than i do, because if there's anything i love to do, it's feel unhelpfully bad abt myself on the slimmest of pretexts…
however! i did end up reading some f/f earlier, specifically transfem f/f, and it got me thinking—basically what i'm usually mostly reading fic for is the romance/sex, right? like, don't get me wrong, i love when a fic gives me a gorgeous double helix of, like, casefic and romance twisted together, that's ideal, but fundamentally most of the time the feeling up is what i sat down at the table to eat. so in a complex aegosexual way it's a fantasy i'm—not projecting onto, exactly, i don't want to be one of the people in it; but, like, lurking in the wings of with eyes big love-crumbs, to steal a phrase from a relevantly-named poet. :) and so it's no wonder that mostly i don't want to read cisfemme4cisfemme stuff, because that's not a dynamic that feels like it has any room for me, or even like i'm particularly welcome in the room. but like. if it's trans women? i'm there, i love that for them and for me. if there's a butch? i might get tripped up by our differing lenses on gender feelings and stub my toe a little but even so i'm probably here for it. (thinking here abt that one butch/femme geraskier ~cisswap which is, like, a gorgeous bruise i keep periodically pressing. <3)
so really it's just like. shocker: i'm not personally moved by fantasies abt romance which feature conventionally feminine cis women whom i don't personally find relatable or sexually desirable! and when i put it like that, it really instantly dissolves the weird useless discourse-induced guiltgunk. like. give me a woman who's, idk, tall and charismatic and strong and clever and talented at something (though honestly it's like that siken revised tweet, a lot of those characteristics are ultimately negotiable!), like women i've historically crushed on irl, and then give me a pairing for her that's like. another woman who's also enough of those things, or a man who's—honestly the kind of m/f i'm open to would be its own whole post bc holy shit am i fussy, it very much does exist but for now let's just stick a pin in that one—or somebody nonbinary, which… idk that i've ever actually seen nb/f in fic? i'm sure it exists! but i'm not sure it exists in any fandoms i've been into. pondering the question did get me really thirsty for a good 'farmgirl (of the luke skywalker variety) is absolutely stunned-and-ringing-like-a-struck-bell captivated by confident flamboyantly genderqueer love interest (example wanted)' dynamic, though…
#(this is entirely unrelated to the actual topic but every time i use a possessive to modify a gerund bc it's a verbal noun it's like#pls hold‚ time 2 decide whether i'd rather do the esoteric thing—'its being'—and have most ppl think i'm getting it wrong#or do the demotic thing—'it being'—and *know* in my own secret heart i'm getting it wrong#and both scenarios feel Bad! so it really is just lose-lose every time it comes up… a sad situation for a gerund lover like yrs truly. 😔)#(also yes what is 'wrong' when it comes 2 language anyway but like. you know what itches your ears and i know what itches mine.#…& obvs what itches mine somehow does NOT include (mis)using 'itch' as a transitive verb for comedically colloquial effect. shrug emoji!!)#anyway none of this is remotely groundbreaking or even unusual but. soothing 2 me to lay it out like this.#fannish things#i guess also#aut fieri uolo aut futuere#and no‚ the world definitely did not need >500 words retreading the same ground many other ppl have already trodden#however. what is a blog for if not to house long-winded unnecessary posts no one but the author (if that) really needed.#in conclusion anything i say abt My Relationship 2 Fic is really always a diptych with that anecdote abt the woman who called up queer bars#just to know there was a space out there where freedom and joy existed‚ and brush the edge of it‚ just a little#like am i personally embodying/visible as much of what i'm deeply emotionally bound up with? no.#is it nonetheless/therefore hugely important to me to see those possibilities stretched out before me like a far green field? sure is!!
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♠︎Aiden Clark x Reader♠︎
I wrote this while listening to Hesitate by Jonas Brothers, so please listen to it while reading, thxx!
Scenario:
You had a crush on Aiden for a while now but you see how lovingly he looks at Ashlyn and it makes you sad, so you just decide to ignore your feelings and focus on surviving in the phantom realm. You start to drift away from Aiden and he notices, he tries to talk to you but every time you either ignore him or tell him its not the right time to talk, so he gave up.
One day, while you guys were running to Ashlyn's house to get the keys of her parents Jeep, both you and Ashlyn get dragged by different phantoms, he has to choose between the two of you and you know he would't choose you..
It all happened in seconds, one second ago you were running to Ashlyn's house to find the keys and now you were being dragged by a phantom, who scratched your arm really bad. You tried to get out of its grip but it won't work. You looked to your side and saw Ashlyn being dragged by another phantom, it didnt take long for you to hear Aiden yell her name. "ASHLYN!" he yelled, he didn't even realize you were not there too.
"Just. Let. Me. Go." you talked while trying to reach out to your weapon, which was a bat with nails on it. The phantom suddenly stopped for a moment and you were able to crash its head with your weapon. You sighed and throw the phantom away, but it made you fall too, you screamed as you fall, trying to stop yourself from falling. Then an arm reached out of a window and you grabbed it, it was Ben who heard you scream and catched you. He pulled you in and you saw everyone in the room, you looked at Aiden who was looking at you with worry in his eyes, you looked away and wrap your arm with a piece of cloth from your suit and continued the mission.
After some time you sit on the walls, looking at the phantoms below you. You feel someone come sit down next to you but didn't look. "Hey.." you heard aiden say, you looked at him and turned to look at the phantoms again. "Are you okay?" you nodded and get up, but he grabbed your arm making you wince in pain. "Sorry.." he muttered "please stay, i want to talk to you" "It doesn't matter, i don't need you to protect me, i'm fine, my arm is healing already. So don't feel guilty about it, it wasn't your fault." you talked, his eyes widened and he looked at you "I should have been more careful, i didn't even realize you were not there" "Its fine, really, you saved Ashlyn who was hurt really bad and i saved myself, so its fine, don't worry." You gave him a fake but reassuring smile and get up, he just looked after you and sighed, "I just don't want to lose you.." he mumbled to himself when you walk away, lost in his thoughts, he didn't realize your eyes tearing up.
Well, im not saying its my best work but i was bored af and wanted to write so here you go
#school bus graveyard webtoon#sbg#sbg (webtoon)#school bus graveyard#aiden clark#ashlyn banner#sbg aiden#sbg ashlyn#aiden clark x reader#felt creative might kms later
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Can I please request playing strip poker or any strip card game (like idk ‘strip snap’, ‘strip uno’, ‘strip bluff’ etc) with Ace and Fem!reader keeps on losing?
OR
Studying with Ace and Fem!Reader motivating him by saying that she’ll quiz him and for every correct answer, she’ll take off an article of clothing?
I’m sorry I just really want to strip in front of Ace and then have him rail me.
The studying scenario sounds good, I have more ideas for that then the first one.
Pairing: Ace Trappola x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, teasing, stripping, boner, taking panties, study session, watching, rough sex, keeping quiet
A/N: Have I written just for Ace before? I don't think so but he was a little tricky for me to get for this one.
Ace is actually pretty smart, could have amazing grades if he applied himself, he just lacks the proper motivation to do so
The promise of you naked in his bed does not help as much as you think it will
It sends blood rushing, but not to his brain but rather his cock
The whole time you're studying he has a prominent boner
He's bored, he's horny, he can't study like this, why did you have to tell him you would reward him if he passed the test, now that's all he can think about
You propose a different idea then, you will ask him questions and if he gets them right you will take off one piece of clothing
Again, not helping get his blood to his brain at all but at least he's more motivated now
That doesn't last long, you're braless now... how... how is he supposed to do anything but stare?
Fuck his cock feels like its gonna burst through his pants, he needs to get them off now
Also not helpful to you, now you're the one who can't stop looking, and why is he already naked, was he really that hot and bothered
Well he just didn't see any point in delaying the inevitable, his hope is to make you forget about the test and devote your attention to him instead
Too bad you've known him enough to see through his scheems
You make him sit perfectly still while you ask him question after question, his cock twitching in the warm air of the dorm room
He makes a grab for your underwear as soon as they're off, throwing him with his own clothes, you ain't getting those back until the test is over, that is his little form of payback
Now that he's answered all your questions and there is no more clothes to take off he only sees one thing left to do, claim his prize like he's wanted to do for the past hour
For teasing him you don't get to set the pace, you don't even get to move, you get to sit on the edge of the bed and be fucked by him
Just watch, he'll make everything you just learned leave that pretty head of yours
He hands you one of his heart shaped pillows to bite down on, after all he doesn't want to get you both into trouble by being found out, as far as everyone else is concerned you're studying
Studying the fastest way to come maybe
He doesn't let you off with just one round, oh hell no, after you put him through the torture of studying and making him watch while you stripped down while he couldn't do a thing
Maybe neither of you are making it for that test tomorrow, maybe you'll be to busy cementing your knowledge in other areas
#twisted wonderland#twisted wonderland x reader#twst#twst x reader#ace trappola x reader#ace x reader#twisted wonderland headcanons#twisted wonderland imagine#twisted wonderland smut#twst imagines#twst headcanons#twst smut#ace trappola smut#ace trappola headcanons#ace trappola imagine#twisted wonderland x female reader#twisted wonderland x you#twst x female reader#twst x you
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Dating Scenarios (Hashira)
Rengoku
Rengoku isn't shy about your relationship
He loves showing you off and brags about you every chance he gets
He also loves making you blush since you have such a cute expression on your face when you do
Making you smile is something he's always trying to do
He'll never let you feel bad about yourself, it's not allowed
Rengoku will shower you with compliments if he sees you upset
You're both Demon Slayers so the two of you will go on missions together when you get the chance
During those missions, he'll stick to your side to keep you safe
He knows you can take care of yourself, but he still doesn't want you getting hurt when he can do something about it
If you ever do get hurt on a mission, he'll get you help as soon as he can
He blames himself, no matter how many times you tell him not to
When the two of you aren't on a mission, he'll take you to his favorite restaurant for dates
Either that or he'll watch the sunset with you
He occasionally takes you to his home to see his brother
You mostly spend time with his younger brother since you don't get along with his father
His brother really likes you and often asks when the two of you will get married
Rengoku does plan to marry you, but he just doesn't know when to propose
You're one of the most important people in his life and he doesn't want to lose you, ever
Tengen
You have a very eccentric relationship with Tengen and his wives
They all adore you and love making you feel special
Tengen is always showering you with praise, wanting to make you blush
He has his hands on you at all times whether he has an arm wrapped around your waist or he's just holding your hand
He's a very touchy person by nature
Despite the fact that he has four wives, he does not play favorites
Tengen is always making sure all of you feel loved equally
You're the only one of his wives who's a demon slayer like him
He worries for your safety, but he also knows that you can take care of yourself
You two often fight together and are a force to be reckoned with
Tengen is basically a perfect man
Giyu
Giyu isn't used to being in a relationship
He isn't used to being close to anyone in general
So when he gets into a relationship with you, he's very awkward
He's also terrified of losing you, so he unintentionally very protective
He doesn't mean to be, but he's already lost those he cares about and he doesn't want to lose you to
Beyond that, he's really sweet deep down
You get to see the soft side of him that he doesn't often show to anyone else
He's secretly really affectionate, but only when the two of you are alone
He likes cuddling and is always the big spoon
Giyu loves kissing your forehead since it makes you feel loved
He's afraid that he doesn't show you enough affection so he tries to make sure you know how much he loves you
If you're a demon slayer, he worries about you even more
Even though he knows you can take care of yourself he knows how dangerous it can be
His worst fear is you dying
You're one of the most important people in his life
Shinobu
Shinobu puts up a front but she cares about those close to her
When it comes to you, that doesn't change
When she's not busy, she likes spending time with you, it doesn't matter what the two of you are doing
She just loves being around you
Shinobu teaches you about medicine and you sometimes help her with her work
It's your favorite way to bond with her and it helps relieve stress for her
Shinobu is really affectionate, but would never admit it
Being so busy means she can't spend a lot of time with you, but when she does she makes the most of it
She really cherishes it since she usually has trouble connecting with people
The girls who also live in the butterfly estate are super close to you as well
They're like your younger sisters and they love teasing the two of you about your relationship
Overall, Shinobu is a very sweet girlfriend
Mitsuri
Mitsuri is very affectionate
She doesn't care who's around, she wants people to know that the two of you are dating
She'll often talk about how amazing you are to anyone who will listen
She's just really proud that she's in a relationship with you
Mitsuri has no problem showering you with compliments every day
She'll just list what she loves about you, which is everything
She's also very touchy and will hold your hand whenever you're in public
She'll even occasionally kiss your cheek when you least expect it
Mitsuri doesn't care where you go for dates, she just loves spending time with you
Though she does like trying different restaurants with you
You both have a very cute relationship
Gyomei
Gyomei isn't used to being in a relationship
He never really thought he would meet someone he was interested in
Until he met you
He loves you a lot and makes sure you know it
He may be blind, but he still thinks you're beautiful
He also loves your personality
Gyomei loves picking you up since he's taller than you
Hearing you laugh every time he does makes his heart melt
If you're a part of the demon slayer corpse, he always worries for your safety
When you're on a mission he prays for your safety
He's always waiting for you when you come back
Despite both of you being busy, you always make time for each other
He's just perfect
Obanai
When it comes to most people, Obanai is closed off
However, when it comes to you, it's a different story
Obanai is more open with you, and more willing to express how he's feeling
He feels comfortable around you and knows you'll never judge him
When he's feeling down he will always go to you for comfort
Even his snake likes you
His biggest insecurity when it comes to your relationship are his scars
He was hesitant to show you his face at first, but you didn't judge him when he did
From then on you were the only one allowed to see it
He trusts you more than anyone else
He's secretly a big softy, not that he'll ever admit that
He likes cuddling, and is always the big spoon
It makes him feel like he can keep you safe
He never wants to lose you, ever
Sanemi
To say Sanemi is rough around the edges would be an understatement
To most people, he's mean and crude
But to you, it's like he's a completely different person
Though it takes him some time, he becomes willing to show you his soft side
He's not good at expressing himself with words, so he uses physical affection
He'll often just pull you into a hug and stay there, enjoying your presence
Being around you comforts him\
He's also really protective
Sanemi has already lost so much, he doesn't want to lose you
#anime#anime fanfic#anime headcanons#demon slayer#demon slayer fanfic#demon slayer headcanons#hashiras#anime x reader#demon slayer x reader#x reader#anime fluff#demon slayer fluff#x reader fluff#fluff#Rengoku#Rengoku x reader#Rengoku x reader fluff#Rengoku fluff#Tengen uzui#uzui#tengen#tengen x reader#tengen x reader fluff#tengen fluff#Giyu#giyu fluff#giyu x reader#giyu x reader fluff#Shinobu#Shinobu fluff
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Sometimes I feel frustrated seeing fans boil down Cassandra to JUST her "no one dies" mentality. Yes, Cass embodies it in a way that's even more obsessive than Bruce, but I feel like what most people leave out of posts (especially ones where they talk about how much she would hate Jason) is her compassion. Cass sees herself as every murderer she comes across. Almost her entire life, she spends trying to atone for one murder she committed as an 8 year old and to do that she stops murders from happening, but she also has a deep rooted belief that the people who commit these crimes are capable of changing who they are. Or, in the very least, understand why what they do/done is 'wrong'.
I read posts about how she would hate Jason and while I agree in some ways, I feel like there's something missing. What's missing is that why wouldn't Cass understand how Jason came to be the way he is? Someone who felt abandoned by their father's choice in allowing a murderer to run free—one who certainly isn't changing anytime soon. What's stopping Cass from knowing Jason's feelings in a way most other characters can't see because they haven't experienced it in a way that both Cass and Jason have?
Obviously this doesn't mean she is giving up on her moral code, I don't get why fandom thinks character foils can't interact together without losing some integral part of themself—the beauty of fiction is being able to create scenarios where that is possible. If you truly believe its impossible, I honestly think you might just have a really closed mindset or negate character growth as bad characterization.
Maybe its because no depiction of Cass is beaten by Batgirl 2000 and maybe because Jason's characterization is a spinning pendulum of nonsense half the time, but reducing either character to just their morality on killing alone is tasteless. People (and fictional characters by extension) are so much more complex than that.
#I might get some comments asking 'why Jason' and why not Damian or Dick or anyone else in the Batfam#and honestly? Because Jason and Cass are narrative foils I just find a story with them in it infinitely interesting#nevermind Jason's kinda shoddy parentage and believing Lady Shiva was his mother#she said no but obviously since the early 2000s this has been retconned#I'm in 3 AM brain mode so might come back to edit this#jason todd#batgirl#cassandra cain#red hood#black bat#cass cain#orphan
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Not especially horny, but I had the thought of retired Dream having to learn corporeality again (like everyone, lol).
I specifically pictured him... being bad at Video games. He'd love them, they've got such beautiful stories, and it's so like a dream, the setting is something given and the player decides what they'll do.
But he's not that good, because he hasn't got the hand-eye coordination, and the buttons are just so fiddly, and so it becomes a regular occurrence for Hob to see Dream coming to him with pleading eyes, extending the controller his way.
And for every ledge he hops for Dream, for every monster he kills, he gets a kiss on the cheek. Hob loves it. He also loves watching Dream play, because even if it takes him a moment, he's so immersed, so excited about it.
After a few months Dream has gotten better at being human, but not at video games. It takes for Hob to come home early and finding Dream expertly smashing around a Zelda boss to find out that Dream has been... lying, a bit. He's very sorry about it, really, but he just likes when they do this together, and if Hob could forgive him?
But Hob just smiles and tells him about multiplayer games.
Dream is not, actually, good at those, because shortly after starting their first game together, because it turns out that kisses on the cheek for killed monsters are more difficult when you're both trying to look at the screen.
And it's even more difficult to kill said monsters when you've just discovered that apparently, your best friend/housemate is not at all against being kissed on the mouth.
This is the cutest thing I've ever read I'm literally dying!!! Also!!! I feel like we don't talk about Hob and video games enough and I think he would absolutely love them. He would spend hours staying up until 2am with his eyes aching from staring at the screen because he's so engrossed. And Minecraft!!! He would love Minecraft so much!!!!!!! So would Dream!!!!!!!! Imagine retired Dream making a whole little world in Minecraft and its like he can rediscover a spark of creativity he thought was utterly lost to him!!! Anyway.
So Dream starts out playing Kirby or something with pretty cute graphics and stories but. He does struggle with the jumping and the switching skills and so Hob is like ok. Let's try a different story kind of game. And then they try Zelda which Dream really loves but again. He's a little bad at it. Hob gets to be the hero, beats up the bosses, and Dream gets to run around doing silly little quests. Hob gets many kisses. All is right with the world.
He was a bit suspicious that Dream seems to be spending so much time on his games without his skills improving, but he doesn't exactly mind. The worse Dream is at killing monsters, the more kisses Hob gets. Except the truth is, Dream is now definitely better at the game than Hob...
And when Hob catches him beating a boss for the first time, of course he has to give Dream a kiss in return. A slow, soft kiss on the lips that makes Dream drop his controller and melt into Hob’s arms. Hopefully he saved his progress, because suddenly he's being carried off in the direction of Hob’s bedroom like Peach being carried off by Bowzer (only with a lot less protesting, and no pesky plumber coming to rescue him).
(I need you all to know that I really really really like golf games like Golf with Your Friends and Golf It so I have vivid scenarios in my brain about Dream and Hob playing together. The glitching golf balls. The bizarre courses. The rage. Hob making terrible puns about holes. Whoever wins on each hole gets a kiss. Hob absolutely loses on purpose so he can kiss his beloved <3)
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#! — ʟᴀsᴛ ғɪʀsᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ
genre: smut, fluff
pairing: jisung x virgin!fem!reader
wc: 1.2k
warnings: first time/ losing virginity, PROTECTED SEX i've never written protected sex before oml, very soft tho
req!
"Alright... are you ready?"
When you have laid on the bed, your boyfriend hovering above you, lips greeding to taste the other, to inhale every scent and breath and sound, you had known what'd come next. Known because the wet patch between your heated thighs was insufferable, known because Jisung's hips seemed to grow a mind on their own, known because your thoughts went further and further and further, drawing sinful pictures that promised so much more than what you as of now been used to.
And then you have called out that you have never done this before. That you have never been this close to another, never flushed bodies so closely you could barely catch your breath. That you have never kissed anyone this hungrily, in such intimacy, in such want and hurry — hurry, not because you wanted to get it done and over with; hurry, because you needed more, so much more than you were getting, a type of satisfaction you have only ever heard about, not yet experienced.
"Ji wait-- I'm —. I've never done this before...", and then quiter, as though embarrassed, "...I'm a virgin. This is my first time."
And to say all hell broke lose within your boyfriend was an understatement. When thinking about, he didn't care, not really. Not about the fact that you have never gotten around to experience such intimacy with another person, that you were a late bloomer, not screwing around much as a teen, and maybe too busy when you entered university and jobs, adulthood. And not about the fact that he would take your virginty — he hated viewing like that. Because it wasn't something he could be taking, possibly, it wasn't in his power. Rather — and he liked that point of view a lot better — it was you who gave him a piece of yourself, willingly, because you wanted him, trusted him, saw him as your right choice.
And with it, there was a certain nervosity. One that he tried overplaying for the sake of you, one that he didn't want to allow to get to his head. Because screwing it due to his nerves, giving you a bad experience because he couldn't keep it together — he wouldn't be able to excuse himself that, ever. Jisung didn't want to show you a first bad example, didn't want you to go home with disappointment lingering within — simply put, he wanted, needed, desperately so, for you to be able to announce to your friends that your first time wasn't as bad as it so often turned out to be, that you were left satisfied, that he managed to leave you satisfied, and coming back for more.
And in the same breath, he knew sex wasn't about the performance. Knew that the more nervous he grew the worse he'd make you feel — because sex wasn't about proving, anything to anyone. Sex was exploring, together, even if it meant taking a while to figure stuff out; and maybe that was the best part of it all.
"Yeah... I'm ready. Just- go slow. Please."
You had noticed Jisung's change in behaviour when you have announced the news. You didn't plan to say much initially, thinking the simple fact that you've never got laid before might take away a certain easiness, might make the both of you uneseccarily giddy and nervous — and yet the words have left your lips faster than you could think, even. But you didn'r regret it. Most partners prior momentarily grew all sorts of strange whenever met with that simple of a sentence. Either didn't understand, couldn't possibly get it into their head that not every person has fucked someone with the ripe age of 16. Or — and the scenario that you despided so much more, by any means — they got a kick out of it. And though Jisung did have a reaction to your words, it was one that you adored, if anything. He had moved more carefully suddenly, a nervousness behind his eyes you sensed right away. But despite that, despite his obvious change in demeanor, he hasn't said any more than "I'll go slow... please tell me whenever I should like, stop. Or go slower. Just tell me." There was no cockiness, no play of ego or power. And that alone made you feel the most secure about your desicion.
You were long naked at that point, and anticipating. Bodies hot and both of your nerves calmed, replaced by need rushing through your veins. And your boyfriend was going slow, keeping his promise. With every inch he moved further, and a bit deeper he made sure to give you time, to get you to understand the feeling, to get used to the type of stretch you've never experienced like this before. Not painful necessarily, yet a burning in your thighs and abdomen — and you liked the feeling already, knowing it wasn't half of what was yet to come.
"You- you good?"
He was breathless, the excruciatingly slow pace getting to him. And it was sweet he asked, in the first place, as if your whines and whimpers of pleasure weren't enough of an indicator, were saying more than words ever could. You nevertheless hummed out in agreement to his question, unable to react any further — your body as though burned in desire, in overwhelming satisfaction, contracted and squirmed under Jisung's touch. And your knuckles turned white when your boyfriend finally bottomed out, after teasingly long moments of testing the waters. And your fingers entangled in his hair when he set a slow pace, ready to blow right then and there already, yet keeping his composure — for the sake of you.
He was a goner as were you, the rich feeling of him against your insides so all intaking, so strange yet strangely familiar already that your head fell back into the pillows. You couldn't bring yourself to open your eyes, as badly as you wanted to see your lover, trace his feautures and remember his face in a moment so vulnerable and intimate like this. And your fingernails clawed into Jisung's shoulders, the stinging pain nothing but egging him on, increasing in speed minimally, checking for a sign of discomfort in your behaviour. When he didn't see one, met only with a sight so incredibly sinful and seductive, your skin glistening in sweat, slightly reddened and mouth parted, calling out his name and sounds as sweet as honey he only moved faster, this much deeper, this much more precise. Two of his fingers found your clit, trying to push you over the edge — because he himself was so close already, could barely keep it in, yet he didn't allow it himself to let go first, your pleasure his priority.
And then your body nothing but shuddered up, thighs shaking against Jisung's sides, your back arching and a drawn out moan leaving your throat, the sound hitting him right in his core. It was so deeply filled with emotion, with pleasure and need and love that it didn't take him any longer than seconds to follow you, filling up the condom, imagining it were your insides he painted white instead. Jisung thrusted a couple more times, until your body was writhing in overstimulation, until his legs gave out and his limbs became heavy and numb. You were laying side by side, hands still touching because you didn't seem to have enough of each other yet, and reassuring words rolled over lips; "You okay?", "You came, yeah?", "You need something, water, some food?", "You wanna go clean up?" — and you've never been so sure in your decision, to have trusted Jisung, to have let yourself go into him entirely.
@etherealeeknow @linoskitty @unexceptional-h @rseanne @diue @es-kay-zee @urcracksisx @jeyelleohe @yunkiwii @meloohmel @nyrasneedy @seochhj @spidercomics @chans-starlight @angelwonie @lix-ables @yvniek4ng @ppiri-bahng @sstarryreads @svintsandghosts
#han jisung imagines#han jisung smut#han jisung x reader#han jisung scenarios#skz smut#skz scenarios#skz imagines#skz x reader#stray kids scenarios#stray kids x reader#stray kids smut#stray kids imagines
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Yandere Gamer Boyfriend Headcanons
GN!Reader x Male Yandere!OC
Warnings: Yandere, possessive behaviors, manipulation, mentioned cyberbullying, stalking, A LOT OF FLUFF
Note: It's essential to remember that the concept of a "Yandere" character is based on unhealthy and toxic behavior. These headcanons are meant to explore a fictional scenario and should not be considered as a healthy or ideal relationship dynamic in any way.
Ngl, I felt a bit lonely playing video games and then this OC came up xD
Your Yandere Gamer Boyfriend is extremely possessive and protective of you
He becomes intensely jealous and paranoid whenever you spend time with other people, especially if they're male
Gaming is a major part of his life, and he expects you to share that passion
When he perceives a threat to your relationship, he's willing to go to extreme lengths to eliminate it. This can range from cyberbullying and hacking your rivals' accounts to more dangerous actions like stalking or even physical harm
"I'll always be here to protect you, my darling. No one else can have you but me."
Your boyfriend is more comfortable expressing his love and affection online rather than in person. He might shower you with extravagant gifts in games or write lengthy love letters through text messages and social media
Your boyfriend is not exactly a romantic kind of guy
However, he knows exactly what you like and love
One day, you come home, and the entire room is covered in red hearts. There's also a giant bouquet of roses waiting for you. Your boyfriend had prepared a romantic dinner for two, complete with your favorite dessert. His goal was to show you how important you are to him, and he did just that
He closely monitors your every move, both online and offline. He keeps track of your social media activities, checks your messages, and might even install tracking apps on your phone. He wants to know everything you do and everyone you interact with, just to ensure that you're not betraying him
He loves to keep you under his desk and pets you while his game loads
He often plays video games, but he'll stop and set aside his controller whenever you want to spend time with him
He's the kind of boyfriend who constantly talks to himself out loud as he plays games. You find it endearing, and it makes you feel closer to him
Your Yandere Gamer Boyfriend is incredibly passionate about gaming setups and technology. He spends hours researching and planning the perfect gaming setup for himself and you
Whenever your boyfriend loses a game, he gets so frustrated that he can't focus on anything else. That's when you come in. You sit beside him, gently placing a hand on his shoulder and giving him a comforting smile. His anger slowly melts away, replaced with a sense of peace and calm. And, of course, you're ready to play the next round with him
"No matter how many games I lose, I'll always have you. And that's a victory in my book."
Whenever you have a bad day, he'll drop everything he's doing to come over and comfort you. He'll listen to you vent, make you some hot chocolate
He'll often tell you about game lore and theories that he's read online or heard from his gaming buddies. You don't mind because you love the sound of his voice and the way he gets excited when he explains things
Even though he can be a bit needy and demanding at times, he's always supportive of your hobbies and interests. He'll even try out new things just so you can spend time together
"Sometimes I can get a bit carried away with my video games, but you always remind me of what's really important in life. Thank you for being there for me."
Your boyfriend loves to tease you, often in the form of playful insults. But you know that it's just his way of showing his affection. One day, he takes it too far, making you feel insecure about yourself. You tell him how much his words hurt you, and he immediately realizes his mistake. He takes you in his arms, kisses your forehead, and says, "I never meant to hurt you. You deserve the best in life, and I'll make sure you always feel that way."
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＃ 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲, 𝗮𝗶𝗯 !!
— 𝗶𝗻𝗰𝗹𝘂𝗱𝗲𝘀. arisu ryohei, chsihiya shuntaro.
— 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀. chishiya´s backtstory spoilers.
— 𝘀𝘆𝗻𝗼𝗽𝘀𝗶𝘀. headcanons about how the aib characters would confess to you + (how you met)
— 𝗮/𝗻. lmk if i missed smth!! AND IM SORRY THIS IS SO LONG FOR NO REASON
✧. - ̗̀ 𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘂 𝗿𝘆𝗼𝗵𝗲𝗶 , ❨ gn!reader ❩
— falling in love with arisu feels like . . . a soft breeze on a summer night, the warmth of a hug, an afternoon with friends, a colorful sunset, a clumsy first kiss, comfort, the smell of a new book, the pain in the stomach after an uncontrollable laughter, a walk through an art museum.
— ..♡;
ever since you first saw arisu, you felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
you couldn't say why exactly, but the way he was simply made you feel instantly comfortable.
the truth is that arisu was very obvious with his feelings every time you were around.
it all started when you helped him in a game, saving his life.
some time later, without knowing too much about you, both of you separated, believing that you would never see each other again. however, you caught arisu's attention from that moment on, thinking of you even days after what happened, believing that maybe he would see you again when whatever is happening is over.
it was so that some time later, after having found the beach, he saw you once again, recognizing you instantly.
HE WAS IN SHOCK
at first, he couldn't believe that it was really you who was among all those people, even being part of the executives.
although at first he thought you had something to do with what was happening, you protected him all the time, mainly from niragi, who constantly messed with him. you stood up for him and even allowed yourself to chat with arisu from time to time, even if it was very brief.
but arisu, although he tried to convince himself otherwise, began to notice changes in his own behavior.
the way he unconsciously missed your small talks, or found himself looking for an excuse to be with you, or even look at you.
how shy he would get when you sent him one of your bright smiles that made him melt, and how he found himself dazzled by your lovely eyes, turning red everytime you gave him attention.
in fact, arisu quickly recognized that what he felt for you was not something of friendship. he knew perfectly well that what attracted him to you was unconditional love, an undeniable romance.
arisu would start to protect you even more than he used to, and worry excessively if he saw you leave to renew your visa, the worst possible scenarios playing in his mind, and making him relive bad times.
because if there was one thing that arisu knew, it was that no matter what, you were the only person he couldn't bear to lose.
he also used to look for ridiculous excuses to hold your hand, and would make gestures to silently ask you for a hug, loving the feeling of your body in contact with his, making him all fuzzy inside.
neither could he help the lovesick smile that formed on his face when you ruffled his hair in an affectionate gesture, or when you congratulated him for having solved a difficult game, making him feel proud of himself.
the indiscreet way in which his face lit up when he saw you, and his eyes seemed to form hearts when his gaze interwined with yours.
the long, lovingly, warm hugs he gave you every time you returned safe and sound from a game.
his love for you reached a point where he couldn't keep quiet about it.
he was tired of having to pretend that his gestures were just friendly, and of not being able to confess to you that this is not how he looks at you, because as obvious as it is
you just didn't seem to notice his attempts to show you that he likes you, or maybe you were pretending you didn't (which is the kind of thought that definitely terrified him)
but, this was definitely the moment when he had to tell you
if he kept prolonging, according to him, "the perfect moment" to confess, that moment would never come
it was he who had to make it perfect for you
he spent HOURS writing a long and cheesy speech that adapted to something characters would say in love movies that chota forced him to watch just to annoy him (lol i think this is so canon)
obviously just to inspire, not to copy the exacts phrases, actually putting his own toughts on it
he was thinking and analyzing for a long time the type of things that you once mentioned that you liked to be able to add them
he put the paper in his pocket and spent a lot more time trying to remember everything word for word.
that day you noticed him especially nervous and shy when you got close to him, much more than usual
and suddenly, one of those nights when you liked to take walks by the pool just to think a little, arisu found the exact moment to tell you.
HE WAS SO NERVOUS
his palms were sweating and he scratched the back of his neck uncomfortably every five seconds, trying to calm his feelings
but it was at the moment when he looked into your eyes, sweet and full of stars, that he caught his breath.
the words stumbled off his tongue and his mind simply went blank, feeling a whirlwind of feelings overwhelm him, knowing he didn't need any speech to tell you what he thought.
"i love you y/n…that's all i wanted to say to you"
though all his talk was stuttering and avoiding your gaze, for the first time you felt his voice crisp and clear, making intense eye contact
and finally you smiled, completely dispelling his fears and leaving room only for relief, his heart beating faster at the way you looked at him, eyes full of love
"i love you too arisu…"
and at that moment, you swore that you had never seen a person blush as much as arisu did at that moment, the sparkle in his eyes increased and simply the relief of knowing that his feelings were reciprocated gave way to a sincere smile, the kind of smile that only had when you were around
the kind of smile he had knowing that you love him as much as he loves you
✧. - ̗̀ 𝗰𝗵𝗶𝘀𝗵𝗶𝘆𝗮 𝘀𝗵𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗼 , ❨ gn!reader / pre!borderland ❩
— falling in love with chishiya feels like . . . the sound of rain on a cold day, a first i love you, a hot shower in winter, the smell of clean clothes, the warmth of a sheet in a cold room, the moonlight reflecting on a river , the lovesick smiles of two lovers.
— ..♡;
after a long time of doubting, and having been under a lot of pressure from your family, you decided to choose a career in medicine.
it was a winding road, like climbing a mountain with no grip margin, a guaranteed fall
and yet, here you are, years after much effort, working in a hospital, just as you dreamed
the first time you saw him, you noticed something about that made it impossible for you to avoid looking at the blond when you accidentally ran into the him in the hospital corridors, unconsciously following him with your eyes until you lost sight of his presence
it was kind of routine, going by specific places and making brief eye contact.
and yet, one day, you had the opportunity to exchange a couple of words with him, exclusively for work
among your clinical folders you found one that belonged to him, soon seeing you have to talk to him to return it
perhaps it was his neutral look, or his calm tone of voice that slightly caught your attention, adding that to his mysterious and reserved personality that if you didn't find him interesting, you would even be scared.
and there you saw it on his id card: "chishiya shuntaro."
that was the last time you got a chance to talk to him (at least as two normal people)
because days after that was that the nightmare had begun
all you knew were blurred memories, and all the people important to you were strangers
you had to start finding a way to survive no matter how hard it gets
it was like that, how you accidentally ended up on the beach as one more member, meeting someone you definitely didn't expect to see again
yet you were not complaining
in some way, chishiya seemed to recognize you in the same way that you recognized him
it's as if the precise moment you two made eye contact he realized he knew you, somewhere in the back of his mind he knew he'd seen you before and he was willing to understand where and when exactly
that feeling, was the main reason why you caught his attention
but what kept it, was your courage and your curious way of seeing the world, not to mention your strong and determined personality that undoubtedly fascinated him
in his eyes you were definetly a really interesting being, unpredictable, unafraid to defend your ideals
in a way, at first he saw you only as a way out, one more phase to add to his plan.
but nevertheless, trying to win your trust so that you could trust him and he could use you to his advantage, fell apart the day he noticed that there was something else, a completely foreign feeling
you made him feel things
and he didn't like it one bit
he was IN DENIAL for the longest time
but could he really keep lying to himself?
he isn´t sure when the exact moment was when it hit him
maybe…
the moment when he found himself anxious, thinking if you were be okay, if you were be safe after not seeing you for a long time
the moment he found himself asking kuina and the people you used to hang out with on the beach if you're back yet, and the unknown feeling of relief and warmth in his chest when he found out you were safe and sound
he also searched for you when he knew you we´re leaving to play a game to speak to you before you left, saying something just to let you know he actually worries
he probably just says something weird and you giggle at his attempts, making him blush slightly
chishiya might just tell you smth like "dont die, im really not bothered to replace you" trying to come out as tough and heartless but you surely see trough that
he also likes how easy you understand him so he doesn't have to be obvious about things
not good with words but makes an effort for you
the moment when he first felt his heartbeat increase when you unconsciously took his hand to make him walk faster
the moment when his smirks would widen into a full smile, one that he only showed to you
kuina constantly asking how you did to put him in a good mood (because after meeting you he was most likely grumpy all the time —her words)
the moment when his eyes unconsciously searched for you in a room full of people
the moment when he began to stop feeling your voice as an annoying sound, and he even enjoyed the feeling of calm that hearing you talk gave him, still pretending that he wanted you to shut up (secretly wishing that you would never stop talking)
the moment you started to care for him and take care of him, making him feel finally appreciated
the moment when after a game you went full on doctor mood and started taking care of him (even if he protested that he also knew how to heal his wounds, secretly enjoying the feeling of your hands on his skin, and the loving touch and soft with which you treated him)
the moment he said it, it wasn't anything particularly special really, it was something more impulsive and definitely without the intention of being too obvious
it was on the beach terrace, the place you two had designated as your secret place
not explicitly clear, but suddenly chishiya and you began to meet causally there and it became a kind of tradition to both of you
"y/n" the call of your name made you hum to let him know you were listening "…you're really aren't as bad and annoying as i tought the first time i saw you.." chishiya said quietly, still not making eye contact with you, keeping his gaze fixed on the starry sky, mesmerized by the glow of the moon
"what?" you smiled softly at his words, turning your head to look at him, kowing he meant to say something else but didn´t know how to start. you just waited, and he looked fucking beautiful right now just as your eyes examined his features
"i think.." he made a pause, trying to find the exact word "i think i actually like you..you know? like..romantically"
and that was all you needed to widen your smile completely, and finally look into his eyes, noticing how he tried to hide a smile that threatened to come out when he finally met your gaze
"yeah.." you whispered "i think i like you too...like, romantically"
and then, you heard chishiya laugh slightly, finally opening up to you and feeling comfy about it, just talking and leaving all worries behind for a minute.
©luuvarisuu !!
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Love
Five times Freya told Astarion she loves him, and one time he said it. Slightly NSFW.
“Gods, I love you.” Freya panted as Astarion thrusted into her. He had already made her come on his tongue, and she hoped she would again on his cock.
I’ve heard that a thousand times before in this exact same scenario. I can’t help but wonder if she means it though. Acting on two centuries’ worth of instinct, he soon helped her reach her second peak. She’s such a sweetheart and deserves something better than this. Better than me. “Good girl…such a good girl coming for me…oh gods…” His balls tightened, and he groaned as he spilled inside her.
She deserves something real.
She deserves someone alive.
She deserves someone who isn’t using her for protection.
***
Soon after confessing their feelings for each other, Freya and Astarion fell into a comfortable routine with her coming to his tent in the evenings after she ate dinner. Sometimes they both read, but one night his head was in her soft lap as she read to him. At a break, she looked down at him and whispered, “I love you, darling.”
“What brought that on?” He teased.
Smiling, she shrugged and put a feather in the book to mark her place. “Nothing. Just wanted to tell you I love you, Astarion.” She set aside the book and ran her fingers through his curls. “Unless you don’t like hearing it—” You’re so cute when you’re trying to tease, my love.
“I do, in fact, like hearing it, and frankly I should hear it more!”
She looked at him like I’m the most important person in her life. Like she completely and utterly adores me. Like she will be by my side, be my companion, my love, my sweet treat, forever. “I love you. I love you. I love you.” He sat up and leaned into her. “I love you,” escaped her lips before his softly touched hers.
***
“You know I love you very, very much—” Freya began tentatively, looking nervous.
“Oh gods, Freya darling! Not again!” There she goes trying to tell me not to complete the ritual. She simply doesn’t understand what it will mean for me. For us! I’ll never have to be afraid ever again. I can protect her. Keep her safe. Keep her loved. And everyone who ever called her ugly I will drain dry.
“Love, I know you don’t want to hear it, but I feel like you’re not really listening to me when I say this is a terrible idea.”
Astarion waved a hand dismissively and sneered. “Fine, fine. Go ahead.”
“Rituals like that don’t come without cost. I’m so afraid of what that cost would be for you. I-I…” she blinked back a few tears. “I don’t want you to lose a part of yourself. I love you. I love the man with me now,” Freya raised her hand to his cheek, which he immediately leaned into. “The most wonderful, beautiful, slightly mad, vampire. That’s the one I love.”
“You’re sweet, but it’s not your decision to make.” His smile was cruel, and she frowned. Fuck. You’ve made her feel bad now, you bastard. That will only drive her away…see me as the weakling I am…that’s why I need the ritual, darling. I’ll be strong, and you’ll never leave me.
“That’s very true. It’s not. For better or worse, it’s yours to make. Anyways,” her hand dropped back to her side. Astarion mourned the loss of her touch quietly. “I’m going to grab a bowl of stew before there’s none left.”
As she turned, he reached for her arm. “You’ll be coming later, won’t you?” I’m sorry. Please don’t leave me. Please.
Freya blinked in surprise. “Of course! Why wouldn’t I?” You ask that as if I didn’t just be a complete ass to you a minute ago. “Unless you want to be alone—”
“No! No, my sweet.” Taking a few steps towards her, he touched her waist. That’s it---flash her that charming smile. She deserves all that and more…from better men than you. “I enjoy your company far too much. No, I simply didn’t know if perhaps you wanted some time to yourself.”
She pulled into a hug and gave him a small squeeze. “I’ll let you know if I do, love. Tonight, as with every night, I want to be with you.” Sighing into his curls, she whispered, “I love you.”
I love you too. More than you’ll ever know.
***
“So. What happens next?” The Netherbrain is as dead as Cazador. Our comrades are already going their separate ways. But what about us?
Freya smiled, her arms crossed deliciously under those big breasts of hers. “I want to find a way for you to walk in the sun again.”
“You…do you think it’s possible? I suppose there is a chance. And if there’s a chance, no matter how small, I’m going to take it. And it would mean setting off on another adventure together. Is that what you want? Is this what you want? I would understand if you wanted to go your own way.” I know the answer, but humor me, sweetness. Tell me.
She began to laugh, to his surprise. “Astarion! After fucking everything, you’re still wondering if I want to be with you?” Shaking her head, she pulled him into a tight hug. There she goes squeezing the stuffing out of me. Again. More, darling, more! “I love you! I want to be with you!” Their lips collided, and the kiss grew more heated by the second.
He broke the kiss and nipped at her plump lower lip. “Good, because selfless as I am, I really did not want to let you go.” Never. Ever. I’m forever at your side, my love.
Chuckling softly, she caressed his pale, cold cheek. “What a coincidence, I don’t want to let you go either. I’d say, ‘let’s go home’ but mine is a pile of rubble unfortunately.” A wave of sadness passed over her as she remembered how she stood earlier in the day with her friend Nadia to look at their destroyed home. At least you were able to get some of your jewelry and keepsakes, darling. Too bad about your piano though, but don’t worry, my love. I’ll get you another one. “We could either stay here until we find something else or go to Wildheart Manor. Your choice.”
He pretended to think. “Hmmm, stay here or go to a large manor with servants who will pamper us?” Flashing his fangs, sarcasm dripped from his voice. This is NOT a choice, sweetness. “Freya—”
She silenced him with a kiss. “Then off to Wildheart Manor we go. And while we’re there, I can write to a family solicitor about finding a home, must replace most of my wardrobe, start researching ways for you to be in the sun again, and…”
Silly little thing. She’s trying to make a list of everything she wants to do for us. Wrapping his arms around her thick waist, he kissed her neck. “My dear, you can worry as much as you like tomorrow. Today, let’s just…” He smiled against the pulse point he always drank from. “Relax. It’s what you deserve.” Astarion faintly heard, “I love you” from Freya and held her tighter. My lady. My love. My sweetness. My sweet treat. My darling. My pretty. My beautiful girl.
***
After a month in Wildheart Manor (plenty of pampering courtesy of my darling) and a month in the north (Freya promised to take me, and I cannot deny her), Astarion was happy to finally be in their new home. The thought made him smile. Our home. Freya “donated” the land her previous home stood upon to Baldur’s Gate, insisting that it be used to build a home for a family in need. She’s too good for her own damn…good. Then we saw what homes we could with Freya insisting that all showings be at night for me. And then…we found this place. It needed work. The house sustained some damage during the final battle, and Freya darling wanted the kitchen remodeled her way. We also had the basement made into a second living room…it’s where her piano is, so she may play in front of me as I make her the most beautiful garments she’s ever seen or worn. After all, the poor dear’s wardrobe was destroyed when her last house was. And I’d do anything for my sweetness. His focus shifted back to the mannequin where one of his beloved’s new dresses was starting to take shape. He then lost that focus as he felt a pair of arms go around his waist, a chin on his shoulder, and a sweet kiss to his cold cheek. Speaking of…
“I love you.” She murmured, squeezing him gently. “Do I tell you enough?”
Astarion smirked. “My sweet treat, you tell me nearly every hour! Not that I’d object to more adoration, of course.”
“Of course. How about this?” She kissed him again. “You’re beautiful inside and out, and I absolutely, positively adore you.”
He left her embrace, turning around to face her. “You forgot talented, darling!” Tease her a little, and then she—
Her right eyebrow nearly went rose to her hairline, and he laughed heartily. Gets me every time! It’s so comical! Her face! “I love you, you’re very talented, and I’m going back upstairs because I need to get the stuffed breads in the oven.” One for her. The rest she’s sending to various friends. She’s such a sweetheart. As she turned towards the basement stairs, he decided to be a little naughty and pinched her behind. “I’ll take that as a hint you want to have sex later, love?” Freya chuckled as she peered over her shoulder at him.
“I wouldn’t be opposed. Now, get those breads in the oven and please come back down! I want your opinion on the color for this one…”
***
Astarion stared at the bundle in his arms. As the baby yawned, her nose wrinkled. “Oh darling, she does the little nose thing just like you!” He cooed and pressed a kiss to her head. “She’s simply marvelous! Our very own little dhampir daughter! And you’ll be the best dressed child in the city, Estelle. I’ve already made dozens of outfits for you.” And many more planned! Something for every season, little darling.
Freya, exhausted from nearly fifteen hours of labor, watched the sight with a tired smile. She was propped up against several pillows. I damn well made sure she’s comfortable. It’s the least I can do for her. “It’s true, my little love. Your father’s made so many nice things…” Her brown eyes fluttered, and she yawned. “Sorry, I’m think I may try to meditate for a while before she needs to be fed again.”
He shook his head and offered her a warm smile. “Rest, my dear. We’ll be here when you wake.” He rose from his chair and gently placed Estelle in the bassinet next to their bed. “But before you do, there’s something I need to say.” He sat on the bed, taking both her hands in his. “Thank you.”
She gave his hands a squeeze. “For what, Star?”
Only she is allowed to call me that. Only my beloved. Tears formed in his ruby eyes. “For her. For choosing me. For all this. For everything. I love you, my darling wife.” Bringing her hands to his lips, he pressed kisses on her knuckles. “You’ve given me so much, and I’m grateful.”
“Come here.” She smiled, sitting up a little and hugging him. He practically deflated into her. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you. “You’re not the only one who’s grateful, love. I thought no one would ever want me…want to love me…You say that I’ve been patient with you, and I have, but have you thought about how incredibly patient you’ve been with me through my body issues? Of thinking I’m not good enough you? Because gods, you’ve been so patient and kind.”
When Astarion spoke, his voice was unusually hoarse. “How could I not? I love you. I always, always want you to feel beautiful because to me, you always are and always will be. And in this moment,” he picked his head up and kissed her jaw. “You have never been more radiant, darling.” He pressed one more kiss to her cheek before settling on his side of the bed. “Rest now, sweetness. You had an awfully busy day.” He teased as he grabbed a book from his side table.
Freya let out a decidedly unladylike snort. “That’s one way of putting it. Love you, Star.” She settled into her trance, and Astarion could not help but notice the small smile tugging on her pretty plump lips.
Opening his book, he took one last look at her, a twin smile on his face. “Love you too, Freya dearest…always…”
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House Of Memories (17/?)
Obi-Wan Kenobi x Padawan!reader
Warnings: oh boy angst, loads of it, bad dream, some spicy (not too spicy) but also comfort ig
Summary: Anakin takes his trials, leaving you an Obi-Wan on your own. Your first night in the apartment doesn't go as planned, and you are startled by a nightmare
A/n: OH BOY THIS IS THE ONE Y'ALL HAVE BEEN WAITING FOR THE MOST REQUESTED SCENARIO OF THIS SERIES OKEY ENJOY I'VE GOT MORE WHERE THIS CAME FROM
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The first night in the new apartment was weird. You didn't hear Anakin tripping over his doorway before you went to bed, and it was strange not to hear it since he had done it consecutively for the past ten years that you'd lived with him. You didn't know if he had made it a habit, or if he was just that clumsy, but you missed it.
The atmosphere was dimmer that night, the one that Anakin passed the trials and left you and Obi-Wan in a new place, to learn to be without him. It was sadder than you thought it would be, and the new place you'd moved into was the standard master/padawan complex, so you didn't have the extra room between you and Obi-Wan.
He assured you it would still be the same, the morning routines, and the training hours, although it would just be you, now. You didn't believe him and felt so empty when you walked into the fresher room before bed, only to find that it wasn't a mess like it usually was. All the times you complained about Anakin making a mess of the place, and now you missed it dearly. You knew he was moving on to greener pastures, and he had found someone beautiful and kind to share each moment of it with. You had hoped that perhaps being alone more often with Obi-Wan would give you the opportunity to figure out in depth and detail what your feelings for him extended to, and how you might possibly be able to control them. Only time would tell if it actually happened.
"Goodnight, little one," Obi-Wan walked past you, quickly pecking the top of your head before heading straight to his room. You couldn't tell if he missed Anakin as much as you did, because for all of noise that Anakin caused, Obi-Wan tended to lose an hour of sleep. You were none the wiser, being able to sleep through a crash of a freight speeder, but he couldn't rest if he even heard a pin drop.
"Goodnight, Obi," you said sleepily, heading into your room and shutting the panel behind you.
You'd done as he said, beginning to call him by his name again when you were both in the privacy of both your own company. You now only resorted to calling him Master in public places, or when you were in the presence of the council. He liked hearing you say it, it rolled off your tongue so sweetly every time. He wasn't necessarily proud of his name, thinking of it as just that, a name... but when you said it, his heart fluttered in his chest, each and every day.
You got into bed, snuggling into the warm sheets and blanket that were the only possessions you ever really cared about keeping. You'd had this blanket since you were nearly eight years old. Obi-Wan gave it to you and also gave one to Anakin when you both first moved in with him to begin your time under his mentorship.
You always wrapped yourself up in it, as if it were his arms coming around you, to protect you, to make you feel safe and secure, and to embrace the warmth he always seemed to emanate from his body.
You fell asleep and rested your mind having known that at least Anakin was happy, and you were happy, here with Obi-Wan where you belonged.
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"Little one, you don't need to be afraid," the voice belonged to your master, but the way the words were said did not sound like him at all.
"Obi-Wan? What are you-?"
"Shhh, darling," he stepped into the light, and you could see the darkness in his eyes, and feel it in his signature. He was shrouded in it.
He looked you up and down, as if trying to decide where he wanted to strike first.
The dark side of the force did a great many things, and all of them were always inviting, but it was your job as a Jedi to ignore the call of darkness and to steadily follow the path of the light. Obi-Wan always taught you that it was very important that you never break away from what you knew was right, so when you saw him like this, in a black cloak, and dark robes that were unlike his normal ones, it frightened you.
"This isn't you," you shook your head, backing up until your head hit a wall, your back colliding with the cold surface. "I don't understand."
"That's alright. You don't need to, not yet" he came closer again, and since you had nowhere to go, you looked at him face to face. He had something else in his eyes, other than the darkness, and it was pulling you in. You could feel it in his force presence, the fullness of the air around you was not only dark, but full of lust, and want.
"Obi, please... tell me what's going on," you were barely speaking, not because you were scared, but because you thought any sudden movements or raising of your voice would escalate the situation. You were just being careful, that's all.
"I've come to show you all the great power you can possess when you join the ranks of the dark side."
He said it as if it were so blatantly obvious, but you were very much still confused as to why he would ever do this, abandon his masters' teachings, his own teachings, to follow the path of destruction.
"Imagine a galaxy where you have no limitations," he said, coming closer and placing a hand on the wall behind you. "One where you can let all your fantasies become real," he continued, closing the gap between your bodies, and placing his thigh between your legs. "One where I can do things to you that are forbidden amongst Jedi."
You let your breath hitch in your throat upon hearing that. He was trying to seduce you to the dark side, and by your visual body cues, it seemed to be working.
You couldn't believe it, but you were actually considering it. You had wanted him in every capacity, and knew that the only way it could happen would be to defy the Jedi Order, but were you willing to leave it completely? Honestly, for him, you would do anything, and that's what truly made you dangerous.
"What kind of things?" Was all you could ask. Curiosity killed the cat, you know.
"Oh, little one, let me show you," his hand came around your throat, holding you in place as he brought his lips down on yours quickly and fervently. This was all too much to handle. It didn't seem real, yet as his hand moved from your neck to your side, gripping tightly, you thought for a moment, it certainly feels real.
His mouth dropped to your neck, and you couldn't help the noise that escaped you. He groaned against your skin, biting the spot he had stopped at. Your skin was so pure, untouched, he couldn't help but to leave a few marks, ones to show you'd been claimed.
"You've always been such a good padawan, I'd hate to lose you over this."
The loss of contact on your skin sent you into a frenzy. You would do anything to get it back.
"I will always be your apprentice, wherever you go," you told him, confessing your turn to the dark. "Command me to do what you wish."
You sat up, sweating profusely, the subtle light in the corner of your room told you you were safe now, but not okay. No, you were far from okay. You raked a hand over your hair and stood up from your bed immediately, pacing the floor to try and rid your mind of the horror you'd just dreamt of.
It was one thing to dream about Obi-Wan, even in a way that would be frowned upon, but it was another thing completely to dream that he offered you a path to the dark, and upon his actions to you, you accepted it without hesitation. You were terrified that if he turned you so easily, you might be open to it in other places.
You needed to speak with him but were unsure of if that was a good idea. Would you ever be able to explain it enough without including the sticky details? You'd hoped you could come up with something, because it didn't take long for you to make up your mind. Your feet carried you without you even giving them your full consent, and they marched up to Obi-Wan's door and stood still, waiting for you to make the choice to knock. You raised your hand, but it never met the surface of the sliding door, before it opened to you. A rather tired and disheveled Obi-Wan was revealed to you, and you immediately spoke to keep your mind away from more thoughts of him.
"How did you-?"
"I could sense you," he answered, looking at how shaken you seemed to be. "What's wrong?"
"I had a bad dream."
Understatement of the decade. The century. The millennium, even.
He understood right away, stepping aside and letting you in. "Do you want to talk about it?"
You crawled into his bed, not sure if you should tell him, or just tell him that it concerned you. Either way he was going to be curious, as one was bound to be. He was always there to listen, and never to push you, but there was the odd occasion where he asked to know more. Normally you would comply, because the information wasn't as sensitive.
"I'm not sure, it's conflicting me."
He sat down next to you, making sure you were properly tucked in before contemplating your words thoroughly.
"I will not pry, little one, but if you should share with me the contents of this dream, I promise to do the best I can to help you," he scooted a bit closer, beginning to play with your hair. It was lovely and soothed you.
Of course, you would tell him. He was so kind and gentle, and so willing to hear what you had to say. You couldn't look into his blue eyes, shimmering in the dark lighting of the Coruscanti city through the window, and refuse him. It wasn't in you to resist him whatsoever, which is what you feared most at the moment.
"You turned to the darkside," you let out, tears coming to your eyes just at the thought of losing him that way, and then losing yourself along with him. "And you tried to take me with you."
His brow furrowed with great concern, and he leaned down, wiping the tears that had managed to escape your eyes while he thought about his reply. He didn't want to discourage you, which seemed like he could do if he wasn't careful.
"My sweet girl, you will never have to worry about that as long as you live. I would never do such a thing, and more importantly, I would never ask something like that of you," the thumb that wiped your face when he finished was soft, and smooth, but it didn't help calm you. You still had another fear you had yet to express to him.
"I know you wouldn't. That isn't what I'm afraid of," you said, and he tilted his head down to you, not being pushy, or trying to rush you into speaking, but only to let you know he was still listening, and ready to assure you that when you did, everything would be okay.
You took a deep breath but were unable to let it out. The words came out jumbled, but you had to confess.
"I followed you without hesitation; I didn't even try to fight it."
Now, this was a whole other territory that he wasn't prepared to think about. He was always so sure that the darkness others saw in you didn't exist. He saw light incarnate whenever he looked at you, purely perfect in his eyes. Perhaps this was just another bad dream that meant nothing, but perhaps it was your mind trying to coax you into something wrong. He wanted to do everything he could to protect you from it, and the first thing he did was lay beside you, and take you in his arms, hearing your soft sniffles turn into heavy sobs the more time went on.
He pressed you into his chest believing that he could shield you from the darkness with his own being. He wasn't going to let it touch you, and he was on a mission to defeat it on your behalf, any costs necessary.
"It's okay, it was just a dream," he soothed, raking his hand up and down your back, his other tangled into your messy hair and holding you tightly.
You clung to his shirt, your tears making a mess of the light-colored fabric.
If walls could talk, they would surely be telling the tale of sorrow that was this night. The heaviness was felt in the air at how disappointed you were in yourself. You had trained all your life to be stronger than this, but you weren't. Maybe he was right, maybe it was just a dream, but laying in his embrace told you otherwise. You would do anything for him, and if he asked you to join the dark side, it would happen.
Your confliction started oozing away when you felt him beginning to remove the bad thoughts from your mind... wait.
"Obi?" You asked in confusion, raising your head up, only to find him with his eyes closed shut, and his jaw clenched tightly.
"I need to focus," he said softly, rendering you silent until he was finished. He was doing for you what you had done for Anakin all those times before, only he was straining himself to do it, and wasn't even sure if it was working. You were far more connected to the force than he was, but you were so easily able to do it all those times, you thought that maybe it wasn't such a hard ability to master. Obi-Wan looked like he was standing against the test of his life, just trying to pull away the bad thoughts, but even after they were gone from you, and you were left with peace, he stayed still, raking the files of your mind for something. You put a block around any romantic thoughts he might find.
He let out a breath, letting his eyes flutter open as he looked back down at you.
"Thank you," you said sincerely, the only tears coming out now were of emotion over what he'd done for you. He knew there would be side effects, as there always were for you, but he did it anyway.
"Don't thank me, little one," he brought you back into his chest, making sure you were bundled up snugly, it always made you feel secure, and he knew that. "I searched your signature for any sign of darkness, even a sliver, but found nothing. It was only a dream, it can't hurt you, I promise."
You nodded against him, and he began humming your song. You could count on one hand the number of times that song didn't ease your mind. It, along with his steady heartbeat were all you needed, falling asleep while repeating his last words in your head.
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Shenko (And Its Many Variations)
So, I've been replaying the Mass Effect trilogy. In regards to my "canon run", I've been torn between my Male Shepard and my Female Shepard. Their romances with Kaidan both have their pros and cons, and I can't quite decide which one clicks for me. Literally, I made a personal pros and cons list and I still can't decide.
But, this also means I've been a little unwell in the head test trying different scenarios with both Shepards. This post is meant to document my findings and hopefully help out anyone who might want to romance Kaidan, but doesn't know how they want to go about it.
Disclaimer: This post will talk about the vanilla, un-modded Mass Effect trilogy. I play on console, so I tragically do not have the luxury of the Nexus! This is for anyone who plays vanilla or plays on console like me! If you're on PC, and if none of the options below suit you, there is probably a mod that can help you out!
To begin, Shenko is very flexible. There are several variations, and it can easily be sculpted to the preferences of the player. First of all, Kaidan is bisexual, and can be romanced by both Male Shepard and Female Shepard. So, you got those options. You want a slowburn? Yeah, you can avoid romancing anyone until you run into Kaidan again in Mass Effect 3. You want the angsty forbidden love, "we never officially broke up, but we're not really together right now, it's COMPLICATED" dynamic, then yeah! You can get that too! With this in mind, I will be splitting up this post in terms of their different, possible dynamics, and the restrictions that come with each Shepard.
The Slow Burn Dynamic
Kaidan is one of three original companions whose romance can be initiated in Mass Effect 3. If Kaidan has not been romanced in Mass Effect 1, then Shenko becomes more of an angsty slow burn. There are unspoken feelings, lost time... waiting to romance Kaidan in the last game of the series is just as tragic as the other Shenko variations. The only difference is that their feelings were never expressed until the world was ending.
The Slow Burn Dynamic - Male Shepard
In the vanilla game, this is the default dynamic for Male Shepard and Kaidan. He can only be romanced in Mass Effect 3. However, it does not hurt the ship any. With a slow burn in mind, Male Shepard is allowed to talk freely with Kaidan in Mass Effect 1 without accidentally triggering his romance, and without being forced to be rude or turn him down. While it's messed up Kaidan wasn't a romance option for Male Shepard in the first game, we can still take the good from the bad - especially in the context of a slow burn.
Male Shepard's dialogue with Kaidan is a bit more dry in Mass Effect 1. However, a Female Shepard going for a slow burn will also wind up on the same dialogue path as a Male Shepard.
A Shepard on the slow burn path will notice that a lot of Kaidan's dialogue and scenes still seem somewhat... charged. If you haven't romanced anyone, Kaidan will be the companion who interacts with Shepard in Mass Effect 2's prologue, he will still be used to get to Shepard by the Collectors, he will still say losing Shepard felt like losing a limb... there's a lot of goodies to be discovered.
To initiate a slow burn romance with Kaidan as a Male Shepard, you must:
Save Kaidan on Virmire (duh).
Ensure you haven't triggered the romance for any other character by the point of Mass Effect 3. This will lock you out of Kaidan's romance otherwise. I'd recommend not romancing anyone else in the previous two games for the feel of it all, but that is ultimately up to you and your Shepard.
Buy Kaidan the bottle of whiskey while he's in the hospital, exhaust all dialogue with him, and visit whenever you get an email from him.
Avoid killing him during the confrontation and invite him back on the Normandy. Talk to him after every mission.
Meet up with him on the Citadel and return his feelings.
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PROS
There is zero effort required to initiate the slow burn. This is the default state. You will not have to be rude or turn him down in Mass Effect 1.
Kaidan's confession at Apollo's is much more sweet with Male Shepard than it is with Female Shepard due to him being more shy and roundabout in addressing the slow burn. After all this time, indeed...
CONS
Ashley is the character who approaches the beacon on Eden Prime, meaning Male Shepard will not have the opportunity to push Kaidan out of the way and talk to him after the mission.
Kaidan does not hold or kiss Male Shepard's hand while at Apollo's.
Said scene with Kaidan is also cut short in comparison to the one with Female Shepard. A lot of dialogue is cut and it immediately jumps to their sex scene, rather than allowing for Male Shepard to request that they merely cuddle (which Female Shepard CAN do).
The Slow Burn Dynamic - Female Shepard
This is where things get a little tricky. While mostly similar to Male Shepard's, if you're playing as a Female Shepard and want her romance with Kaidan to be a slow burn, you'll have to follow a few specific steps when it comes to Mass Effect 1.
It is notoriously easy to prematurely romance Kaidan as a Female Shepard. Thankfully, there is one specific line of dialogue where you can abort the romance early on.
To initiate a slow burn romance with Kaidan as a Female Shepard, you must:
[True Slow Burn] When talking to Kaidan after the first hearing, you unfortunately must shut him down. This is the only way to avoid Kaidan letting on about his feelings for Female Shepard (aside from outright ignoring him!). When he apologizes for getting informal, choose the bottom-right option: Just be ready.
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[OPTIONAL: Turned Down, Followed By a Slow Burn] You can be nice to Kaidan after the first meeting, but this will also mean Kaidan will outwardly ask Female Shepard if he's getting mixed signals or not. You can abort a romance with him by gently turning him down.
Save Kaidan on Virmire (duh).
Ensure you haven't triggered the romance for any other character by the point of Mass Effect 3. This will lock you out of Kaidan's romance otherwise. I'd recommend not romancing anyone else in the previous two games for the feel of it all, but that is ultimately up to you and your Shepard.
Buy Kaidan the bottle of whiskey while he's in the hospital, exhaust all dialogue with him, and visit whenever you get an email from him.
Avoid killing him during the confrontation and invite him back on the Normandy. Talk to him after every mission.
Meet up with him on the Citadel and return his feelings.
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PROS
Kaidan is the character who approaches the beacon on Eden Prime, meaning Female Shepard WILL have the opportunity to push Kaidan out of the way and talk to him after the mission. You can talk to him freely in this conversation, just not the one after the first hearing.
Kaidan will hold and kiss Female Shepard's hand while at Apollo's.
The scene before they attack Cerberus' base with Kaidan is not altered in anyway. There is additional dialogue, and Female Shepard can ask that they merely cuddle instead of have sex. Kaidan is the only love interest in the whole game who will not leave when Shepard asks for this.
[ASEXUAL SHEPARD] Kaidan's slow burn route for a Female Shepard is the only one where you can avoid sex without any consequences (like a character breaking up, leaving the room, or incorrectly claiming they did sleep together). In both the Citadel DLC and in the scene mentioned above, Female Shepard can choose to cuddle with Kaidan and he will be totally fine and happy with this.
CONS
You have to be careful talking to him in Mass Effect 1 if you want a slow burn. Either you'll be forced to be somewhat rude to him (and miss out on a good chunk of his first conversation mentioning Rahna), or you'll have to outright reject him. This does, however, work out well with a Shepard who starts off very formal and cold but defrosts over the course of the plot.
Kaidan's confession at Apollo's is a little bit more generic and blunt than his confession to a Male Shepard.
The Angsty Forbidden Love, "We Never Officially Broke Up, But We're Not Really Together Right Now, It's COMPLICATED" Dynamic
In contrast to a slow burn, one can choose to romance Kaidan in Mass Effect 1. This section will be shorter, since it is unfortunately impossible to romance Kaidan as a Male Shepard in the first game. Without mods, anyways, but that's not what this post is about. There will also be a lack of a pros and cons section, since there is no Male Shepard version of the romance to compare it to. And I won't be comparing this dynamic to the slow burn dynamic because there are no objective pros or cons. Just preferences!
Actually, the only objective pro is that Kaidan's dialogue with a Female Shepard who has not turned his advances down is a lot better and more full of character.
This version of Shenko has very high ups and very low downs! And, of course, many different outcomes. It's the forbidden love in Mass Effect 1. The drama of the Horizon encounter in Mass Effect 2. Kaidan's letter to Shepard. Their reunion in Mass Effect 3. "Don't 'Kaidan' me!"
To initiate an Angsty Forbidden Love, "We Never Officially Broke Up, But We're Not Really Together Right Now, It's COMPLICATED," romance with Kaidan as a Female Shepard, you must:
Talk to Kaidan after every mission in Mass Effect and take all of the kind and flirty dialogue options. Whenever Kaidan asks if he's overstepping, tell him he isn't.
Avoid romancing Liara; you must turn down her advances.
Save Kaidan on Virmire (duh).
Accept Kaidan's company before arriving to Ilos.
You can romance someone else in Mass Effect 2, but I would recommend against it as Kaidan's dialogue is sweeter in Mass Effect 3 if you don't. Again, preferences though! You might like that drama!
Ensure you haven't locked in the romance for any other character by the point of Mass Effect 3.
Buy Kaidan the bottle of whiskey while he's in the hospital, exhaust all dialogue with him, and visit whenever you get an email from him.
Avoid killing him during the confrontation and invite him back on the Normandy. Talk to him after every mission.
Meet up with him on the Citadel and renew your feelings.
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There are also other options, of course. Like not getting back together with him. Not getting with him at all. Letting him die on Virmire. Shooting him during the confrontation. But, these are more self explanatory!
I hope this wall of text was helpful, or at least enjoyable to read! I might have missed something, so if there's any other fun facts you want to share, please feel free to add them! Or ask me any questions! Have fun hunting for that Canadian booty!
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Maybe it's because i finished vol.2 just like an hour ago and because i feel empty inside and not in a good way but
Even without the queerbaiting, i feel like this episodes were just awful.
Mike had a total of 0 development, 0 depth. Actually, i feel like they fucked up the development he had in the previous seasons and vol.1
His life started when he met El in the woods? Did they really just reduced him to Eleven's love interest when he used to be the main character? When he had the most beautiful friendship with Will in s1-s2?
Mike is his own whole person. "My life started when i met you" my ass. What happened to "you said yes. It was the best thing i've ever done"???? Talk about ruining a character.
And they didn't even gave us an explanation as to why he was acting like an asshole? All of that just because he couldn't say "i love you" to El because of no reason at all? Was the "because what if they don't like the truth?" just for nothing?
And don't even get me started on the painting reveal. It had SO much potential, it could have been such an important moment for both Mike and Will's development but it didn't do anything. Noah gave such an amazing performance with the crying and the speech but it lead to nothing. Will is just the "sad gay in love with his best friend" trope. At least he had a little beautiful moment with Jonathan, so i guess that's something.
But they didn't even adressed Will's sexuality at all. It was kept in the subtext. We all know Will is gay but they didn't commit to his plot line. I'm not even asking about a full-on coming out scene for various reasons but they could have made a scene like when Robin came out to Steve. She didn't need to say "i'm a lesbian" but the message was there, loud and clear. But no, Will didn't deserve that apparently, even when that's all the plot line he had this season because he keeps getting pushed to the side. HE USED TO BE A MAIN CHARACTER. I HATE THIS.
And his cute speech to Mike was used for Mileven? Just so Mike could say "i love you" to her? It's that all gay people can expect when it comes to representation in a mainstream show? To be used to build a hetero couple that's been falling for 2 seasons?
And the Stancy plot line lead to nothing. And Jancy is still just there, existing, slowly losing all that made them super likeable in the first seasons.
And they killed Max, but now El has healing powers? What the fuck was that, it felt so deux-ex-machina. Also, i'm sorry if some of you found it good, but the whole piggyback felt so anticlimatic to me. Why was there a memory from little max??? It didn't serve any purpose???
And we had this villain who can literally feed on people's trauma, which was the most awesome scenario to reveal what's been going on inside Mike's head, but no, all we had was just another epic fight between El and the big bad, like every season.
What a waste of time.
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The end of TR was sad for Koko and Inupi??
Spoiler from chapter 278
I’m not sure if I’m just a lunatic, if i’m right, if i’m obsessed by Kokonoi and Inui, or all options above, but something that screamed in my mind during all chapters after the 277 was:
Man, their ending wasn’t as good as everyone else’s.
Let me explain...
I really love this friendship - althought I shipp them as a couple -, and something that anyone can’t deny, even if you are a really fan of, is that their backstory are full of problems and complicated situations. Every step after the fire turned in a fucking and messy problem, Koko and Inupi probably had some heavy mental issues after this trauma.
Inupi’s unhealthy mind wasn’t shown much, in fact, it really seems Koko’s pain was the greatest and Inupi’s not so much. Kokonoi is my fav character, but man, makes me sad how underrrated Inupi’s pain at losing his sister is, for real. Maybe because Inupi got over Akane’s loss? Not sure, but anyway, that’s sad.
Right, so why do I say that the ending of Tokyo Revengers is sad for my beloved boys?
Thinking about the growth of their friendship, probably they weren’t very open for complicated dialogues and all that stuff, and I belive that they only started to be very clear about that after Koko enters Tenjiku, and Inupi brought up his sister’s name and this friendship began to turn out to be a real chaos.
And after that, seemed like everything Koko did for Inupi was just for Akane. I’m not gonna deny, really had this “I see your sister in you” stuff; that’s one of the reasons that a lot of people dislike this shipp btw.
Coming back, the moment that all Kokoinu lovers are devoted for, is the “Let’s fall into hell together” scene.
It only existed because Koko was on Kantou Manji Gang, and this gang only existed because Mikey created it! In the newest timeline, Mikey have no reasons to create this gang, and more, not even the Tenjiku gang!
Everything started to be right when the confession arrived.
Thinking about how the things needed to get really intense for this moment to finally arrive, in the current timeline, they didn’t go through all this emotional confessional and Koko didn’t have that realization.
So they are not that happy, and I think that both hearts still really heavy for the not confession arc.
I'm not saying it was a bad ending, but it could have been a lighter ending for their backstory and traumas, because honestly I don't think in the new timeline they had that moment of saying out loud about their insecurities
And more, in the official character book 2, is writed that Koko hates money - this blog explains better why Koko and Inui new info -, so... See that in the end Koko is making money again, makes me sad.
Not gonna lie, Kokonoi is hot as hell here.
The only thing that makes my heart more peaceful is the fact that Inupi is with long and beautiful hair in this timeline. Not only aesthetically, but probably there’s some deep meaning in this haircut - where every timeline that Inupi feels comfortable in not show a manly appearance, to avoid Koko to remember his sister's silhouette, he let his hair long -
He’s so beautiful with this hairstyle
Other POV is that in the new timeline the fire never happened - that's why Inupi have no scars -, but there's no canon proof - at least not that I saw - that can prove it, so I sometimes can't really just accept that everything just ended perfectly.
Akane wasn't shown, so that's one more reason why I can't just say that everything is completely fine. I would love to see her alive and, in the end, create a new scenario where nothing has happened to my pretty boys.
I do love this ideia but at the same time I can't just accept that they are this happy after the reset.
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hii! could i request a ritsu x gn!reader drabble where we are with him in his bed asleep together for the first time and we unconsciously rub our ass against his dick so obviously both him and uh “ritsu jr.” wake up LMAO but we’re not awake so he jacks off to get rid of his little friend (cuz he’s a gentleman and can’t possibly do us in our sleep! unless..) and then we wake up to the sounds of him moaning cuz he’s hella loud and then we offer to help since it’s our fault anyway- and ofc he gladly accepts :) some elements i’d add are lots of praising and a creampie (cuz we kinda owe it to him ~~
sorry if this was a less serious type of request and i understand if ya dont wanna write it lmao- but i just had to get this scenario out of my system omg- anyway imma stop ranting so have a good day and good luck with the series you’re currently writing!
— SYNOPSIS ; With the way you keep rubbing up against him in his sleep he doesn’t think he can continue sleeping with a hard on. As he tries to take care of the situation, you wake up and offer to help..
CW ; NSFW, Praise kink, creampie, sleepy sex, slow/gentle sex in the beginning
WORD COUNT ; 583
PAIRING ; Ritsu Sakuma x GN!Reader
A/N ; First of all anon, never call his dick "Ritsu Jr." again. /j And of course I'd write it! it's interesting and pretty detailed, so, how could I not? I hope the way it turned out was good enough for you!
Ritsu bit his lip as you rubbed against his crotch again. This hasn’t been the first time you’ve done this. You’d grind against him now and then throughout the night that he couldn’t sleep. Now, he has a painful erection. There was no way you were asleep at this point.
If this keeps going on like this, he’ll just end up fucking you in your sleep or coming dry in his pants. So, he shimmied away from your unconscious body and pulled his cock out of his pants. He wanted this over and done with, so he quickly began stroking himself, biting his lip to lower his volume. But, with his eyes staring and eye fucking your body, he hadn’t even noticed the fact that he was slowly losing himself into the pleasure. He slightly jerked his hips into his hand and his moans gradually got louder. Not loud, but just enough for you to awaken from the noises and constantly moving from behind.
You blinked sleepily as you registered what was happening.
“Ritsu..?”
Ritsu hissed as he immediately stopped jerking himself off.
“Ah.. (name), sorry I tried to be quiet..”
You hummed, “No.. you’re fine, want me to help you out?” You did not know how or why he's reduced to the state he was in, but you sort of felt bad about it.
Ritsu’s eyes lit up at your request, “Really?”
And before you knew it, Ritsu’s erection was deep inside of you, fucking you with languid thrusts. Tonight wasn’t really the night to rush, not when you’re both so sleepy. He was content with thrusting inside of you slowly. This was much more sensual and let him take his time enjoying the heat of your walls hugging his cock.
“You’re taking me so well..” He pressed his teeth firmly against each other as he grunted. “You don’t know how crazy you drive me~”
Without the adrenaline rush of being fucked into the bed, your eyelids drooped, you struggled to stay awake. You soaked in every mumble and words of praise he continued to ramble. Things were going slowly, and you were tired, but you couldn’t exactly fall asleep with the way Ritsu was still inside of you. You bucked your hips into his cock lazily, helping him out to reach his climax.
“Shit.. Thank you so much for letting me– fuck… You feel so amazing..” Ritsu groaned, firmly gripping onto your hips as he felt himself getting closer. Jerking himself off earlier helped end this much quicker than you’d thought– You bit your lip as his body shifted closer to yours, a shiver crawling up your body as his warm breath met the back of your neck.
“So good, so good, so good–!” He began thrusting into you shallowly, but rapidly, light slaps sounding out as he closed his eyes and elicited high-pitched moans. You were so turned on with the sounds he was making, if Ritsu gave you room to come you would just from a simple touch to your sensitive area. But this was about him and you’d do anything to help get him off.
Ritsu’s hips came to a sudden stop against yours as he choked back on a moan, ejaculating right inside of you. He thrusted a few more times, pumping all of his cum right inside of you.
“Sorry.. I forgot to ask if I could come inside..” He gently licked your neck, drawing a light hum from you.
“No, it’s okay, you deserve it.”
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Question for Poyt Steve.
I know this is nothing like omega, but how would Steve react if she tried to wrestle with him.
Would he react all smug and tell her to knock it off before she regrets her words.
Or play along with her as he knows the outcome of thier little game.
Anywho! I love you and the way you write! Plsass never stop writing!
Why is this the cutest thought ever??? I can’t get enough of these two, I want them in any and every cute scenario ever!! 💕💕😩😩
So, it would be super OOC for omega to want to wrestle Steve. I mean, she’s too shy to even talk to him properly half the time😩 also, she’s not stupid and she knows that she could never beat him at anything physical😌 but let’s say one day, poyt!Steve is watching wrestling on TV and he gets a depraved idea 😏😏😏😏
He calls omega over and of course she comes immediately (she was in the kitchen, baking cookies bc she is trying to perfect her cookie recipe bc she’s compiling a little recipe book secretly except she wants no one to know this bc she’s shy and insecure about her abilities and thinks it’s not good enough😩) ANYWAYS, Steve calls her over and she comes in her little cherry print apron and Steve gets hard immediately😌
Steve’s like, “baby, let’s play a game😈” and omega is like 😕😕 bc she knows Steve’s “games” usually end in him railing tf out of her. And Steve’s like, “let’s play wrestling. If I win, you give me something I want, and if you win… I’ll give you anything you want.” And omega’s like, “b-but I’ll lose😔” and Steve’s like “don’t be so pessimistic baby.”
And of course Steve gets what he wants and he figures this is an easy way to maul her around and mess with her (somehow make her cry bc that gets him hard too). He also likes how weak, docile and submissive she is with him, that makes him hard too. And he easily pins her, laughing all like “c’mon omega, try harder. Isn’t there something you’d really want me to do for you if you win?“
(And omega can’t help but think that if she wins, maybe she’d ask Steve for a bubble bath and a cuddle, maybe a movie and a quiet night in that doesn’t end in sex. Or maybe she’ll ask to be excused from cooking him dinner tonight since she’s already kind of tired from all the baking? She knows she’ll never win and she’s too shy to ask him for all this anyways, but a girl can dream, right?)
Anyways, back to the wrestling. Steve basically commands omega to try harder and she really doesn’t want to bc she’s not violent and she hates the thought of hurting him (as if she ever could). Anyways, the wrestling itself is kind of funny, just them rolling around and omega giggles and Steve even lets out a snort of amused laughter bc his omega is really so fucking cute when she’s play wrestling
BUT ANYWAYS as an omega she’s actually quite quick so she manages to wriggle out of his grasp and dodge him at one point and Steve is like !!!!! And then Steve gets… weirdly competitive and actually grabs her and throws her on the bed really hard and she’s all like ow!! 🤕😣😩 bc her arm twists 😔😔😔 and she’s a baby when it comes to pain so she starts crying bc it hurts!!! And Steve is like… half kind of feeling bad for accidentally twisting her arm and half turned on as fuck bc she looks hot when she’s helplessly crying.
Guess which feeling of his wins out? 😅😅😅
He ends up fucking her hard then and there. But he babies her extra extra extra afterwards. Like, condescending babying and he actually does draw them both a warm bath as a form of ultra rare poyt!Steve aftercare! So omega kind of gets what she wants… 😌😩
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