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eddie-van-munson · 2 years

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Class Ring (Eddie Munson x Reader)

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PART TWO PART THREE

Summary: Eddie and the Reader are married and none of the Hellfire boys realized it. Just a little blurb based on this post by @gayheadphones! Let me know if I should add to it!

Warnings: Fluff, Cursing, Sexual Refrences, a Little bit of Making Out

(I will get a "Read More" cut on this ASAP. Requests are WIDE open! PLEASE leave requests!)

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"Harrington." Eddie bellowed, spreading his arms proudly from where he was perched upon his throne. "Approach your Dungeon Master."

"Jesus, man. If you're gonna make it weird I'll just go." Steve rolled his eyes, shuffling foward as he crossed his arms over his chest.

"I'm not making it weird. Sit your ass down." Eddie pointed to an empty lawn chair that had been pulled up to the table. Eddie flipped through his book for a new character sheet.

Dustin plopped down next to Steve, "This is Gareth. He's the drummer in Eddie's band-"

"Corroded Coffin." Eddie corrected as Gareth waved at Steve.

Dustin rolled his eyes, "This is Jeff. He shreds for..." Eddie shot him a look. "Corroded Coffin"

Eddie gave him a satisfactory nod.

"And of course you know Lucas, Mike, Erica. Where's Y/N?" Dustin frowned, noticing the empty chair.

Eddie stretched his arms lazily behind his head, kicking his boots up onto the table. "She's being a babe. Making us-"

"Bagel Bites!" You announced carrying a messy, hot cookie sheet full of the, slightly burnt, snacks. "Get 'em while they're hot."

You tossed the tray haphazardly onto the card table where the boys had slung their jackets and backpacks. Eddie bit his lip through a grin, patting his thighs for you to come sit as the others swarmed the tray.

You blush, giving him a coy look as you stalked over to where he was sprawled across his throne. He grinned mischeiviously as you sat in his lap, letting your arms slide up his chest and around his neck as he pulled you into a messy kiss.

You smiled against his lips as he pecked yours one last time, mussing your hair playfully. You scrunched your nose.

"Get that shit out of here!" Dustin yelled through his bite of Pizza Bagel.

Eddie pulled you into another showy kiss out of spite, lifting you further up into his lap and giving your ass a playful slap, but the kiss quickly broke into laughter at the other boys groans.

"C'mon man. How do you expect us to play if you two are having sex on the damn table?"

"Hey!" He yelled, pointing at Mike accusatorily. "I will make love to my woman wherever and whenever I damn well please!" You whacked his thigh with a roll of your eyes and he giggled, rubbing your back fondly as you laid your head against his chest.

The last bagel bite polished off, the boys sat back down. Mike crossed arms, "How come Y/N gets to be here every week? I thought we had a no girlfriend rule?"

Steve snorted, "You guys are just swimming in female attention, huh? That's why you made the rule?"

Eddie ignored him, "Three reasons, Wheeler. A, Y/N's a part of Hellfire. She's got a character. She's on the roster. She's a damned good player." He tugged a lock of your hair playfully. "B, I can do whatever the hell I want. Hence the title, Dungeon Master."

Steve chuckled to himself.

"And C..." The room went quiet as Eddie smirked. "Y/N's not my girlfriend." You giggled softly.

Mike rolled his eyes, "Whatever. Just because you haven't made it official or something doesn't mean she's not-"

"Yeah, Munson. She's hanging all over you-

"What do you mean she's not-"

"Wait..." You and Eddie frowned, looking at one another.

"Did I never tell them?" Eddie laughed, eyes going big, "I thought they knew!" You turned in his lap, back against the front of his chest. His arms wrapped around your waist. He quirked a brow suspiciously. "Nah, They're fucking with us."

"No we aren't!"

You looked at Eddie again and he laughs, shrugging, "I could've sworn I've told them. Like, multiple times."

"Told us what? What, are you like, friends with benefits or something?" You and Eddie both broke into laughter, which only annoyed the boys further.

Dustin looked to Steve, who had realized very quickly what was happening, and was now just smiling to himself in amusement. "Dude, just tell us!" He whined

"Look at her hand, man." Steve shrugged, sitting back in his chair. Y/N tilted her hand towards Dustin, revealing a dainty ring.

"So what?" Dustin frowned, exasperated. "She has a class ring!"

Eddie laughed, grinning. "No, Henderson. She has a wedding ring."

The room froze, before ultimately erupting with a chorus of confused high school boys.

"What? Wait...What?"

Mike looked bewildered. He met Y/N's eyes. "You're married? Who the hell are you married too?"

"To me, asshole!"

Steve laughed heartily as he watched the scene, grinning.

"Since when are you two married?" Lucas looked at the two of you skeptically.

"I was 19 and she was 18 so that's??" He counted on his fingers. "Two years ago now."

"I don't buy it." His basketball shoes squeaked as he sat back down in his chair, cockily.

Eddie didn't budge, just pulled his wallet out of the back pocket of his jeans and flipped through it. You laughed against his skin as he skimmed past two condoms to find a dog-earred wedding photo. He passed it to Lucas, who the boys immediately swarmed to see it for themselves.

Eddie chuckled softly and you looked up at him over your shoulder. He pulled out a second photo that'd been tucked away behind it. A much dirtier photo he'd taken of you, naked and his, on your wedding night. He grinned mischeiviously and kissed you below your ear, nipping at it playfully. "I think I'll keep that one to myself, hm?"

You blushed, burying your face in his chest with an flustered smile. "Jesus, Eds, why is that in your wallet?"

"Because it's incredibly valuable." He explained, as if it should have been obvious. He shrugged sheepishly, ears going pink. "And uh...you never know when you might need it." You snorted, returning his earlier gesture with the playful tug of one of his curls.

"So you guys got married after Y/N graduated? So like, after your first senior year?" Mike thought aloud.

"Highschool sweethearts, baby. Almost seven years, now. That's a record."

"Are you guys gonna have kids?"

"Dustin." Steve scolded, only to be replied to with an indignant, "What!?"

You just laughed, "Why, Henderson? You looking for a babysitting gig?"

"Oh my god. Absolutely not."

You grinned, and Steve laughed as you shot him a knowing wink.

"We've been....casually trying." Eddie admitted, embarrassed. He scratched his neck, ears going pink.

"Holy shit! You guys have been....and we didn't even know!?" Mike looked offended.

Lucas looked disgusted, "God, please tell me you haven't tried in here."

"Right where you're sitting, man." Eddie teased. Lucas shot up from his chair, making you fall into another fit of giggles.

"You know, I'd totally forgotten you two got hitched." Steve admitted. He chuckled, shaking his head. "Mr. And Mrs. Munson."

"In the flesh, Harrington." He shot him finger guns.

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ceilidhtransing · 10 days

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In light of recent and ongoing UK fuckery, I am so sick and tired of the idea that extremely transphobic things “aren't really transphobic” because they are coming from people who “probably mean well” and “don't hate trans people”.

Yeah, because bigotry can only be perpetrated by people who are actively, consciously hateful, sitting in their villainous lairs and dreaming up new innovative ways to be evil. (Obvious sarcasm.)

Transphobia is not just “when you actively and knowingly hate trans people”. Transphobia is also

A paternalistic attitude that says that trans people can't really be trusted to know themselves or what they want and so need to be gatekept from healthcare by cis “experts”

A refusal to listen to and take into account trans expertise; hell, a denial that trans expertise even exists

The idea that while some trans people existing in society is fine, ideally we should be limiting that number as much as we can

The idea that transition - social or physical or both - should only ever be a last resort after all other “possible avenues” have been explored, because being trans is fundamentally an undesirable inferior state and ideally we should be protecting people from transition for their own good

An attempt to clamp down on the use of “dangerous unregulated private healthcare” and an insistence on “safety” and on “doing things the right way” that manifests in reality as a denial of care because no viable alternatives to such “dangerous” options are actually provided

A carving out of exceptions to the basic principle of bodily autonomy whenever a body happens to belong to a trans person

A total dismissal of the concept of harm reduction when it comes to trans people; the only harm reduction that really matters is making sure no cis person accidentally does anything trans, and that end should be doggedly pursued no matter how many trans people it will harm along the way

An expectation of ludicrously unattainable standards of evidence and success for any healthcare involving trans people, that you would never demand of “normal” healthcare - a >15% regret rate for some common surgery is fine; a <1% regret rate for something trans-related is a national scandal that calls for an immediate inquiry into care standards

The refusal to change policies and approaches that have been demonstrated time and time again to harm trans people, because you view the status quo of cis authority over trans bodies as more important than the survival of the people those bodies belong to

The demand that cis people as individuals, and cis society at large, deserve to have their opinions taken into account regarding how a trans person chooses to live and what they choose to do to their body, and that trans freedom should hinge on cis approval

An assumption that segregation between “normal healthcare” and “trans healthcare” is just natural and necessary, even when it is literally the same procedure or treatment

The welcoming of openly trans-hostile voices into conversations about trans issues to the exclusion of actual trans people, because “it's really important that all views are aired” (apart from the views of trans people, obviously)

The attitude that, no matter how ignorant of, detached from, irrelevant to, and unwilling to learn of trans people's lives you are, your personal consent and satisfaction must be obtained before any progress around trans equality can be made, and trans people must only move at the pace of your willingness to understand and get on board

An insistence on endlessly rehashing the same basic points again and again and preventing any forward movement by repeatedly dragging the conversation back to square one, forcing trans people and their allies to debunk the same nonsense again and again and defend the same well-proven, well-established truths again and again

The denial that transphobia even exists or is a significant problem that needs to be addressed - it's not bigotry, it's just conflicting views! After all, gender identity is a polarising issue!

and so much more besides. Transphobia is a social system, a way of thinking, a set of baked-in assumptions, an institutionalised bias. Conscious, active “hatred” is not a prerequisite for anything listed above, but they are all transphobia, and at the root of all of them is a casual indifference to trans survival, a prioritisation of cis comfort and cis interests over trans lives, and an instinctive valuing of cis existence over trans existence. A lot of cis people don't even recognise these things as transphobia because they themselves hold those casual prejudices and therefore see the extensions of them as natural.

And at this point, I don't care about “good intentions”. These things are all manifestations of the insidious and deeply evil web of transphobia that prevents trans people from living full lives as equal participants in society. People who keep holding these attitudes and doing these things aren't “basically well-intentioned”; they're just bigots who don't know or care that they're bigots.

Transphobia is not just “when some hateful fanatic says they want all trans people dead”. Transphobia is all around us. Start seeing it.

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duckwithablog · 2 years

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Hello! Can I request this?? The mayor really likes s/o (he's literally a Simp) and although Sun Wukong knows that s/o is completely loyal and trusts them, he doesn't like that the man tries to flirt with s/o or gives compliments even though the mayor knows that s/o is not single

ok so first of all, Wukong is NOT happy

he tries to pretend to be all chill about it, saying that he knows you won't leave him for some mayor because you literally have the Handsome Monkey King as your boyfriend

but internally he's super irritated that the Mayor is trying to woo you, since you're CLEARLY already in a relationship

he trusts you, of course he does! it's that creepy ass mayor he doesn't trust

he can't really go out in public since, you know... he's been MIA for the past 500 years? But the moment he hears about the mayor's 'admiration' for you, he's suddenly SO insistent on going with you whenever you leave the mountain

"Are you sure you wanna go? I know you aren't that good with crowds-"

"Pfft, it's fine! I can handle a few people, no biggie."

sticks to your side 24/7 when yall go out + he's always somehow touching you

mans has his arm around either your waist or shoulders. he'd wrap his tail around you if he could

one part of him hopes that you guys wont run into your admirer and just have fun, while another part wants to get a peek at the mortal that's trying so hard to court his s/o

but since life is never easy and that mayor is a hardcore simp, the Mayor just appears out of nowhere and comes up to you guys to talk

you casually greet the mayor while Wukong just eyes him up and down, not impressed

Wukong's first thought was 'Huh, he doesn't look that bad'

but then when the Mayor opens his mouth and his words were to FLIRT WITH YOU

Wukong immediately goes 'OH WHAT THE HELL?!'

Wukong is so surprised at this mans audacity. which is saying something because Wukong used to be the most audacious guy ever when he was younger

literally when the mayor decides to flirt with you, he gives him the most deadliest stink eye ever and pulls you in closer to him

mayor is not fazed and continues flirting

the way he flirts is.... questionable

"Hello, my dear! You smell delightful tonight!"

"What the fu-"

Wukong then chooses that that was the PERFECT time for him to introduce himself

"Hey there, buddy! Sorry, we didn't really notice you. You know, since we were so focused on our DATE. Nice to meet you, I'm Y/n's BOYFRIEND."

he says this all so passive aggressively while he shakes the Mayor's hand with an intense grip

he is not subtle at all, you gotta nudge him with your elbow so he can tone down his boldness

the Mayor just laughs, as if this random guy just didn't try to break all of his fingers with a handshake

he continues on conversing with you guys, saying things like "I didn't realise you two were together!" and Wukong is thinking "OH REALLY??"

Wukong keeps on interrupting Mayor whenever he speaks during the convo, FULLY intent on annoying him

he goes full asshole to the Mayor. Wukong is channeling his inner JTTW younger self to deal with him

of course, he tries to act mature but sometimes he just slips and says something so rude that you gotta remind him that he's talking to the LITERAL MAYOR OF THE CITY

Wukong doesn't care. he does not give a shit, he's the Monkey King! Why should he be worried about some mortal mayor?

if only he knew who the mayor worked for, maybe he'd be more worried

he also turns up the PDA to 100. Leaning into you so much he's practically cuddling your side, calling you various petnames, gives you random kisses here and there

He keeps on hammering in the idea that 'THEYRE MY PARTNER BACK OFF' to the Mayor the entire conversation

but somehow, the Mayor just doesn't get the hint??? either that, or he KNOWS and just chooses to ignore it

eventually, the Mayor has to leave to do his duties and Wukong is so relieved

"Aww, pssh, no worries man. You should totally go do your mayorly work, you know, since you're such an important figure. Okay, bye bye now!!"

Wukong is shooing this guy away, no shame at all

but apparently, the Mayor REALLY just wanted to piss him off today

so before he left, he takes your hand, kisses it, smiles and leaves. leaving you and Wukong gaping and staring off after him

Wukong is FUMING from next to you. you can see the steam coming out of his ears. he's restraining the urge to clobber the guy right now

"The nerve! Can you believe him?? I was literally right there!"

he then goes on to trash talk the mayor the entire day, insulting him for following you around like a puppy and his terrible flirting skills

"I can flirt so much better than him. You agree with me, right?" "Of course I do, you're my boyfriend after all."

The ego boost he gets after hearing that

"Yeah. Yeah, I am your boyfriend! That guy should really back off before I show him who I really am!"

he jokingly says that he might actually reveal his identity to the mayor just to scare him off, but you convince him not to since he'll get into so much trouble if he does

he won't actually do it, but he just thinks about it sometimes. kind of like a late night thought he thinks about at 3am

you gotta talk to him about the whole situation, because Sun "I have communication issues" Wukong would definitely try to act as if it doesn't bother him when it clearly does

he doesn't really need it, since he knows that you won't leave him, but... reassure him that you won't ditch him. he appreciates it a LOT

you also gotta let him know if he gets too suffocating with his affection, or if he gets a bit too hissy at the Mayor (or else his lawyer is gonna have to send another angry email)

ok being fr though, the Mayor is LUCKY that Wukong has more self control than he had during his journey. if he wasn't as mature as he was, the Mayor would've probably DIED

it's ON SIGHT, mf. not even the lady bone demon can save his ass

he tells you to tell him if any of the mayor's advances make you uncomfy. because if so, he'll hit up his lawyer and file a lawsuit

sometimes he groans about the Mayor being such a simp and makes fun of him for it

"Aren't you technically a simp as well?" "I'm your boyfriend, I'm your #1 simp! That guy is just some rookie compared to me."

anyways, you got 2 powerful beings simping for your ass and they're starting a cat fight with one another. please stop them before the decimate the entire city

This was such a fun request to do- Wukong seeing the mayor simp for his s/o and going "the lion the witch and the AUDACITY OF THIS BITCH" is hilarious to me

#lmk x reader #lego monkie kid x reader #sun wukong x reader #lego monkie kid sun wukong x reader #monkie kid x reader #gn reader #lego sun wukong #monkie kid #lmk mayor x reader #lmk not mayor x reader #the mayor x reader #lego monkie kid mayor #lego monkie kid mayor x reader #duckiswriting

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fangirltothefullest · 1 year

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Little reminder for anyone thats of voting age in the USA- election propaganda is already starting and the fear tactics will start flying.

So let's remind everyone what's been happening from Republicans recently because they try to insist they are saints and victims every election.

Republicans took away abortion laws and the human bodily right to choose whether or not you keep your baby. Whatever you believe for yourself, whether you, yourself, thinks its wrong, taking that right away from other people is cruel because it forces rape victims to have their babies, forces children to suffer, forces women to have no choice in the say of their own bodies and that just isn't right.

Republicans insisted that student debt could not be forgiven at 50k or 20k so Biden caved and settled on 10k which Republicans said would be acceptable. Republicans then decided everywhere to challenge the ruling and people are still struggling in various places to get their promised forgiveness in a lot of places.

Republicans are pushing to get rid of, and have gotten rid of, many child labour laws because instead of making businesses pay decent wages which would bring more workers they decided to bring in children which is cruel and they can easily exploit. Note! These laws were put in place to stop the exploitation of children! If a child cannot sign a legally binding contract without their parent as a witness, why the hell should they work a job like an adult?!

Republicans are choosing to ignore school shootings over and over and over again CONSISTANTLY in favour of allowing MORE guns and trying to force teachers to be armed as if that insane concept is normal. Democrats are pushing for gun reform, and Washington state has passed a ton of laws recently to regulate guns. Republicans refuse to do that and would rather our children die over and over and over again and send "thoughts and prayers" instead of doing anything about it. This has been a consistent thing since Columbine.

Republicans say Democrats are doing bad things and want to take away your rights but consistently the Republicans have been hindering progress at every turn, fighting against progressive legislation and blocking it whenever Biden and the other democrats suggest anything. This also happened during Obama's time in office.

This is not a recent thing- deregulation happened because Republicans wanted businesses to be able to do whatever they wanted. Tricklw down evonomy is fucking bullahit ans hasnt trickled down to anyone.

That republican-backed deregulation is why employers don't have to pay you right and why they treat you like a replaceable cog in the machine and why they hate unions so much.

Democratic states do have a record of preserving your rights and fighting to grow them. Take a look around right now and tell meqhich states are safer for lgbtqia+, which states are safer for people who aren't white rich white men. Take a look at which news programs are consistently using fear-filled language and fearmongering tactics and promoting fear of the other and tell mwwhich companies, which people, which white wealthy men are in control of them.

Do not let yourself be fooled. Yes democrats are also not saints. They do a lot of bullshit too. They promise to do a lot and then sort of piddle and poke and half assembly do things. But a little half-assed progress is better than regression. Small progress ia better than no progress is better than reversing progress.

They've already tested the waters and we saw how much terrible bullshit they could do, how much progress they could reverse, under Trump. You do NOT want that again. You do NOT want someone just as unhinged but only able to disguise it better.

Please stay informed, do your research and do not vote for the party that has time and time again consistently shown they want everyone to suffer but themselves.

And remember- If they were not afraid of your vote, they would not be working SO hard to suppress it.

#i dont usually post political posts this early #but my gods people #you cant deny any more that republicans are constantly trying to take our rights away #and actively doing it #and actively trying to pass legislation that hurts millions of US citizens #and they HAVE passed legislation that is currently hurting millions of US citizens #we HAVE to change #we HAVE to stop voting for them #also these are only SOME of the things theyve been doing #theres ao many more things that are so bad that making a fucking list would take me goddamnned days

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dark-night-hero · 1 year

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Imagine meeting Kartien for the first time.

Imagine being as narcissistic as your future lover Kartien. Possessing the same healing abilities and beauty. Growing up alone in such a harsh environment, it wasn't surprising you grew up and lived as one of those aggressive awakened ones. It wasn't until you were beaten and put into place of your now friend that you were able to settle down and calm down, not giving a single care about the world.

"What do you mean there an actual world ranking of awakened one based on their beauty??" "You didn't know? You were ranked second." Your friend, now adoptive sibling, spoke as if it wasn't a big deal. But it was for you. Second? Second?! "Who fuck- who's number one?" "Kartien... So- hey? Wait where are you going? (First name)??!"

Imagine going for a hunt, leaving havoc whenever you go as you went for a hunt towards the first rank when it comes to awakened one beauty. Because goddamn it all, second? You're second? Have everyone gone blind? Why should you be on the second place when you're supposed to be on the first place? You cannot accept this. Not in a million years. You need to see whoever the fuck it is that was in the first place.

Imagine the first time you met him, you never knew it was him until later. Going back to Japan for a quick break in your search hunt. Going inside a familiar expensive bar, you spotted your adoptive older sibling inside behind the bar. But that someone in front of them, one who had his back turned into you was the one which caught your attention. Just looking from behind, you can tell that they were beautiful.

Imagine how right you were, grabbing the chance to sit on the vacant seat right beside the person. You grin at your sibling, who raised a brow at your arrival. At the same time, the person you were sitting beside didn't even spare you a glance, nor did that person speak. This makes you pay more attention to them. Tapping the bar counter for a good couple of times until the person next to you turn to look at you with irritation.

"What?" "Why hello there too, handsome." You spoke with a smile. Damn it. This guy, this man is handsome. Like you have to admit, this man could be worthy of your beauty, not bad honesty. With just one look on his face, you wanted to make him yours. He has to be yours. But instead of replying to your greetings, the man just scoffs and rolls his eyes at you, causing your eyes to twitch.

Imagine the way you tried to talk to him as well as make a move on him, but this guy just ignored you like you were nobody. It you were a normal person, you would really mind or perhaps cry in embarrassment, but you aren't. Instead, you continue to talk annoy to him the whole night.

Imagine taking your time to annoy the shit of this guy before leaving, talking to your forgotten sibling across the counter before doing so and leaving without a trace but of course not before leaving your phone number for the guy. Take it or leave it, you say. You're pretty sure he was just playing hard to get. "You have an annoying one hell of a sibling." "You didn't kill them tho."

Imagine after a year of trying to track down the number one awakened one when it comes to beauty. Here you are both standing toe to toe to each other, hands on each other collar as you both look at each other with hostility.

"I can't believe I left you off the hook that night! I should have known that barely above average guy was the one holding the number one title!" "Hah! Coming from a mere number two like you?" He scoffs, refusing to let go of your collar unless you do. "Don't make me laugh. You don't even fit to fill in the second spot coming after me like this."

Imagine the way you held on into his collar tighter before using all your strength to bump your head into him. It was strange, honestly, as both of you have the power of the top fifty among the world ranking, and here you are fighting without using any of your abilities, just pure physical force.

"Oh really?! For your information, not only do I have what it takes to be the second, but I also have what it takes to be the first!" You spoke as soon as you headbutted with him. "You, on the other hand, don't even have what it takes to be my lover." "What did you say?" If looks could kill, you'll be killing each other. "I said you. Don't have what it takes to be my lover." "Says who?" "Me." "Who says I can't?" "I said you can't be. Didn't you said you can't be?" "You bi- I never said that." For the first time, he seems calm as he looks away from you.

Imagine the way you smirk, but quickly put on a fierce look once again. "You didn't? But then you rejected my advances. In the end, you can't be my lover." "I can't be your lover?" He scoffs, pulling away from you before grabbing you by our collar once again. "Listen, if there is someone who isn't have what it takes to be my lover, that would be you." This time it was your time to scoff. "Oh really? Why don't you see it for yourself then?" This time, you smirk. "Let's be each other's lover. Then we'll see who among us isn't fitted to be the lover." There was a moment of silence after that.

Imagine the way you look at him, his eyes staring back at you with some sort of unreadable look on his face. With him will holding you by your collar, you tilt your head to the side before relaxing at his touch. "Can't do it? Kartien?" You smirk, obviously provoking him. "Afraid you'll fall for me-?!"

Imagine the way your (eye color) iris widened and shaken as your words were cut off by a pair of lips. "I hate people talking nonsense." He then licked his lips, you gulp. "We'll see which one of us is scared." Letting you go, he turn his back into you, his lips unknowingly curling up into a small smile before he stops and turn around, there was no smile on his face. "Ask your siblings my number." "I gave you mine didn't I?" "I throw it." "How mean." You chuckle. Truthfully, he didn't, your phone number was saved long ago om his phone, but you didn't know that, nor will he ever admit then, now, or in the future.

[ⓒdark-night-hero] 2023°

#eleceed imagines #eleceed fanfic #eleceed #eleceed kartien #eleceed kartien x reader #kartien #kartien imagine #kartien x reader #eleceed x reader

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xxmaddyxx · 2 years

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Bakugou x Reader: Roommates

overall: basically u had to share a dorm bcs there weren't enough when u transfered contents: fluff, implied female reader, cursing masterlist

at first he basically ignored your presence

ofc you talked to him, but he just grunted in response or nodded

he does warm up to you though

he sees you as a powerful opponent and wants to get to know you a little more

"What are you doing today?" he asks one Saturday morning as he saw you getting ready

You look at him, who lay on his bed still in the sweatpants and tshirt he slept in

"I dunno, gonna get coffee and probably just drive around a bit... listen to music." You shrug as you continue putting on jewelry in the mirror

"Hm." a minute later he adds, "Can I come?"

You raise a brow and paused

he looks up from his phone, "What?"

"You wanna get coffee with me?"

"God, if it was Kirishima or Mina, you would immediately say yes. But, of course because it's me-"

"You can come, I'm just slightly surprised you wanna go with me." emphasis on the 'me'

"You seem like an okay person, compared to all the other freaks here."

"Hey, they're not freaks... all the time." You grab your keys

"We going?" He put his phone in his pocket

"Mhm, you're not gonna change?"

"It's fucking 9 am on a Saturday, no I'm not changing right now."

"Good point."

after that day, he's been a better roomate

he helps you with homework, and when you ask him a 'dumb' question (which it isn't he's just rlly smart) he mumbles under his breath and explains it to you

and that's how we ended up here

with a crush on Katsuki Bakugou

"You should confess!" Mina tells you at a sleepover

"No, I don't know. We've gotten so close and I don't wanna mess that up you know?"

She stops brushing your hair and looks at you over your shoulder

"But you two are practically made for each other! He literally stares at you all the time in class and always looks let down whenever you two aren't partners for something."

"Yeah I guess, but that doesn't mean anything." You shrug as she continues brushing and begins to braid your hair.

The two of you continue talking when your phone gets a notification

katsuki: come back to our dorm

"Who is it?" Mina asks

"Bakugou, hold on."

y/n: why? im at mina's and we're having a sleepover. is smth wrong?

katsuki: no i just wanna see u for a min

"U gotta go?" She asks

"Yeah, but it sounds like I'll be back soon." you get up and walk back to your dorm

You open the door with your keys and Bakugou's sitting on the bed, you could tell he was waiting for you

"What's up?" You walk across the room and stop in front of him

"I like you." he mumbles under his breath

"Wait, hehe" you slightly laugh and a blush rises to your face "what'd you say?"

"I like you, y/n." he kept his head down

"Oh," you stood there for a minute. "that's what you needed me for?"

"What the hell? You're supposed to reject me or like me back." He looks up at you, blushing.

"I do like you, yes. But I thought we established the fact that we basically liked each other at our movie night the other day."

referring to the two of you cuddling and watching a horror film

"Well, I guess. Dammit, are we dating or what?"

"Ask me properly." You smile and cross your arms in victory

"Okay," He stands up and takes your hands in his. "Y/n, would you like to be my girlfriend?"

You smile big, "Yes, I would love to!" You kiss his cheek which shocks him a bit

"You're free to go back to Mina's if you want."

"Okay, bye Katsuki." You hug him and go back to Mina's room

you had a lot of tea to spill

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empress-simps · 1 year

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Danger Meter [4]

》Guarded《

▪︎Pairings: Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x Reader

▪︎Pronouns: She/Her [Fem!Reader]

▪︎Warnings: Language and Hangman being a jerk.

▪︎Genre: Soulmate Au! Angst and fluff

▪︎Synopsis: Your soulmate rarely seems to be out of the High risk zone according to your mark, which makes you worry.Oh well— you already know the same goes for him.

Note: Bob is my comfort character. This chapter is also a long one!

》 Masterlist 》 Bradley's Masterlist

》 Previous 》Next

"Rooster and Crash, you'll be paired for today."

"Fuck me." You mumbled, as Maverick announced the partners for today's practice regarding the Uranium Mission.

Bob nearly choked at your choice of words.

It's not that you don't want to be paired with him, you just don't think ypu'll be able to focus with him being your partner because of the stupid butterflies in your stomach whenever you hear his voice or catch a glimpse of him.

The fact that he's also as cautious as can be which means you won't be able to do the normal speed you and Hangman fly at.

It's gonna be a challenge.

You walked alongside Bob on the Tarmac, about to get into your jets. Time is ticking and you needed to execute the manuevers and speed for the success of the uranium mission.

You didn't have to say it out loud for Bob to know you're beyond nervous. Given it has only been a day since you ejected from that bird stike accident, you knew you aren't in your best shape.

"You'll be just fine, y/n/n." Bob offered you a gentle smile. You let out a huff, "You sure put a hell lot of trust on me Robby, heck I don't even know if I could trust myself."

"Don't doubt yourself. I know you can do it."

You offered him a smile, "Thanks Robby, it means a lot. You always know how to make me feel better." You patted his head as he hummed.

"You're acting as if I didn't know you your whole life, y/n/n." He chuckled, your conversation was cut short as you saw something out of your pheriperal vision.

"Wait, what happened to statefarm?" You motioned over to Jake Seresin who was currently checking on his jet while sporting a bruised cheek.

Bob sighed, "A fight broke out on Hard Deck last night." You widened your eyes, "What? Last night?! Who did he fight?"

"Rooster." Bob stated, answering you and greeting the pilot as he walked closer to you and Bob. Bradley gave a small smile and a nod to the WSO in reply.

"Hey Roo– " You felt a gust of wind as he walked straight past, completely ignoring you. "What was up with him..?" Trying to shake off the hurt and embarassment, you jogged towards your jet and waving bye to Bob who only sighed and shaked his head before walking to his and pheonix's jet.

Did Bradley felt like an asshole as he purposely ignored you? Absolutely, he wants to go back and kneel as he begs you not to think he's just another jerk and apologize. He feels like a first grader who's being mean to his crush.

Why did he do that? He also doesn't fucking know. He's trying to sort put his thoughts. Well, one of the few reasons is probably for the fact that he knew Hangman was hellbent on keeping you away from him, recalling their incident last night at Hard Deck.

"You don't have the right to control her, Hangman." Rooster spat out, "She's not yours." Jake glared, "I'm just protecting her, Rooster."

"Protecting her from what?"

"From you, you think I don't know how many girls you've been with?"

Payback looked around before apologizing to Penny, seeing how many people are now staring at them, his friends causing a scene.

Coyote tried pulling Jake back, "Come on man, Penny will kick us out if you both won't stop." He shrugged off his friends grip on him.

"Oh I'm not finished."

"I should be saying the same to you, Hangman. You're acting like you're her fucking boyfriend."

"I just don't want her to end up in your bed and for you to discard her the next morning, I know your little crush on her Bradshaw. And I know you want to put her to bed-"

Something inside Rooster snapped as his fist made contact with Hangman's cheek. Jake laughed, knowing that he pushed Rooster's button as he striked back, resulting Bradley's busted lip.

"That's enough! Lieutenant Bradshaw! Lieutenant Seresin!" Maverick yelled as he stood and immediately went between them as Hangman and Rooster were pulled back buy Coyote, Payback, and Fanboy.

"We will discuss what happened early in the morning." Maverick looked at them sternly as he heard the grunts of agreement of the two.

"Rooster, you gotta speed up. We're half a minute late by the target." You informed, looking at the screen in your jet.

"We're good, we'll get there. Just maintain your speed."

You feel like you're going on a stroll or sight seeing with Bradley. You're used to the fast-paced Hangman.

"Increase to 500 knots!"

"Negative, Crash. Hold your speed."

"Rooster, we're late!"

"We're alive, we'll make up time in the straightaway."

You are beyond annoyed and shocked, talking to him feels like talking to a brick wall. Your words are just like white noise to him.

"We are not gonna make it!"

"Just trust me, maintain your speed. We can make it."

You scoffed, "By the time we'll get there we'll be a minute late!" 'This guy is unbelievable.' You thought to yourself as you continued to follow him, maintaning your speed as you've got no other choice.

"Why are you dead?" Maverick asked Rooster, "You're team leader up there, why are you, why is your team dead?"

"Sir, he's the only one that made it to the target." Pheonix interjected, as she looked at their instructor.

"A minute late. He gave the enemy aircraft time to shoot him down."

"That's what I was saying. If it was the real thing then we would've been dead." You mumbled, crossing your arms and letting out a sigh.

Apparently, you weren't silent enough since Rooster turned his head into your direction, hard eyes glancing your way. "You don't know that."

"You're not flying fast enough. You don't have a second to waste." Hangman said, agreeing with you.

Even though you always bicker and fight with Hangman, it was nothing but playful. Although you gotta admit, he's an ass and can get under people's skin, but you're sure to keep him in check. Needless to say, you almost broke his jaw when you two first met because of his habit of pushing people's buttons.

You both make the perfect pair, as soon as you're up in the sky you both worked like a well-oiled machine. Both of you are fast-paced pilots, you're the only one that can keep up with Hangman while simultaneuosly keeping him in check.

Rooster looked at Maverick, "We made it to the target."

"And superior enemy aircraft intercepted you on your way out." Maverick said. Rooster won't back down, "Then it is a dogfight."

You scrunched up your brows, you couldn't believe what you were hearing. "Against fifth generation fighters?" You asked him, clearly in disbelief by his overly optimistic views.

"Yeah, we'd still have a chance."

"In an F-18?" Maverck asks, clearly getting worked up. Bradley looked at him, "It's not the plane sir, it's the pilot."

"Exactly."

The small smile on Bradley's face fell, the room grew silent. Maverick seems to realize his words as he looked away, not meeting anyone's gaze.

Rooster looked at him, trying not to lose his composure, "There's more than one way to fly this mission."

"You really don't get it." Jake looks at Rooster, "On this mission, a man flies like maverick here, or a man does not come back."

Hangman looked at Phoenix and Bob, "No offense intended" You really wanna punch him right now. Pheonix gave him a look while Bob, who was sitting beside her, leaned over to look at him. "Yet somehow you always manage."

Hangman looked back to Rooster, "Look I don't mean to criticize, you're conservative. That's all."

"Lieutenant." Maverick warned.

"Look, we're going into combat, son. A level no living pilot has ever seen." He turned to look at Maverck. "Not even him."

"That's no time to be thinking about the past." He turned to look at Rooster's direction. Shit, you already know this won't be good. Hangman and his mouth is a great fucking combo for a disaster.

"Hangman." You looked at him, knowing he's got shit up at his sleeve. Rooster looks taken aback as he slowly looks at Hangman. "What's that supposed to mean?"

"I can't be the onky one that knows Maverick flew with his old man." Your eyes slowly widened, Maverick intervened. "Okay that's enough." Jake didn't listen.

"Or that Maverick was flying when his old man-"

Bradley went straight to him as everyone scrambled in their seats to prevent them being near each other. "Shit! Hangman that's enough!" You stood beside Hangman as you pulled him back. Rooster pushed him, the force knocking Hangman and you.

You winced, trying to hide it. Even though you weren't the one he pushed, you still got the receiving end of it, considering you got brusies littering your body, it did a number on you. Hangman immediately stands infront of you, glaring at Rooster.

"You son of a bitch!" Rooster yelled at Hangman, pointing at him angrily. He felt rage. Pure unadulterated rage consumed his body. As he stares at Hangman, his fellow aviators holding him back.

Hangman shrugged his fellow aviators off, "I'm cool, I'm cool."

Just as you think it's over, Hangman opened his mouth again. "He's not cut out for this mission." You seriously want to ductape it and only remove it when he has to eat or drink.

Everything that has happened is making your head hurt. Pinching the bridge of yoru nose, you took a step back and sighed.

"That's enough." Maverick told him. He just smiled to an agitated Rooster. "You know it." Hangman turned to look at the topgun instructor infront of them.

"You know I'm right."

Taglist [Closed]: @auszimbo @twsssmlmaa @looneylikesbooks

#soulmate au #rooster x y/n #bradley rooster x reader #rooster imagine #bradley bradshaw x female reader #top gun imagine #top gun au #top gun rooster

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leviismybby · 6 months

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As a distrustful ocxcanon consumer, in any fandom, if a character has a canon relationship or is very related to character X, I try to stay away from making Selfship with them.

Even though I see that Levi doesn't have a love interest in canon, so I do Selfship with him and consume content about them, including your articles, some shipper say that even though Levi ships are not canon, there is actually a subtext in their relationship, and they claim that Isayama doesn't show it openly because he is afraid of the fans. Or they say that even if that ship is not canon, Levi cares about character X more than anyone else, and that he would have so much compassionate feelings for him that he would drive humanity to hell.

Even though I thought they were just exaggerating and I ignored them, this last statement impresses me because in canon, Levi's actions and the fact that half of the character arc is about character X, and also the side materials, Va's, Isayama interviews, whenever Levi is mentioned, I feel like half of it is always about X, and I feel like they're always trying to insert X somehow. Yes, Levi doesn't have a canon romantic relationship, but I have a hard time imagining him as an independent, equal man based on these things, and I have a hard time building scenarios about him. Sorry for writing so much nonsense. One thing I want to say is that I envy your guys for not worrying about it and having fun with your own content. I wish I could be like your guys and not worry about it so much and have my own fun.

Anon your feelings are valid and I completely understand that it can get frustrating. It bothered me when I first got into the fandom and I don't shy away from that fact. 🤷🏼‍♀️

However, Isayama has never been the one to shy away from making his actual couples canon, never. 'Subtext' being something shippers use doesn't surprise me at all, since most of the times it's nothing. Using subtext for a ship is dumb, I said this before, If we go by subtext, hell even Eren and Levi can be read to have something romantic in that sense which,of course, they don't haha.

As for the interviews, Isayama's editor himself told the fans not to take interviews as strictly canon and any actual interview I have heard from Isayama, he never talked about Levi with anybody in a romantic way. As for the side materials, there's again, nothing romantic about it. Hell, there are side materials for every single Levi "ship", shippers often just choose and pick what they want from these materials, anon. And Va's interviews are interesting because Levi's VA apparently stated at one point that he thinks Erwin and Levi aren't even friends, just comrades. Most interviews on here are badly translated or shippers just pick and choose what they want to hear and twist words.

I'll assume that when you say "X" you're talking about Erwin and I can't deny that Erwin was a very important person to Levi and his death was one of the main plots of the story, however, this isn't by any means because Levi was in love with Erwin or had some sort of secret romantic relationship going on with him or because Erwin was Levi's "most important" person. Levi saw Erwin as a guiding light for his strength, he believed that Erwin can show him how to help people, save humanity. They both had so much respect for each other. He was his friend and comrade, that's a strong relationship but not at all a romantic one. Levi's character arc was never about Erwin, if you think that way, maybe you should pay more attention to the canon manga and the anime instead of listening to what people on the internet say anon, Levi is his own character, it was never about Erwin only.

Levi is his own character, he cares about all of his friends and comrades equally. So anon, you should have fun, let yourself enjoy Levi's character because he doesn't have a love interest because the simple truth is, if Isayama wanted Levi to have something romantic with Erwin, Hange, Petra, whoever. He would've done that but he didn't because again, Levi doesn't have a lover and doesn't need one.

#levi #levi ackerman #aot levi #attack on titan #captain levi #levi attack on titan #Erwin Smith #anonymous asks

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theglitterypages · 2 years

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I have an idea, just ignore this if you aren't accepting requests yet, but can you please do the "Secret Life of Gojo Satoru" but this one with Dazai Osamu ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ GSHAHHSHSH

OMG thanks for reminding me about this, I’ve been thinking of having Dazai for the next secret life series but I haven’t got the courage before so after receiving this I started writing right away. Thank you for this lovely idea! I hope you’ll enjoy reading!

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The Secret Life of Dazai Osamu 1

Errors Ahead!!

“Aside from the fact that Dazai-san was an ex Port Mafia executive, what do we know about him?” Atsushi asked Kunikida as they were out to run some errands for Yosano, and while they were walking though the busy streets, the teen decided to ask Kunikida things about his mentor.

The older man stayed silent for quite a while and it made Atsushi think that he probably won't answer or Kunikida didn't hear anything that he just said. Either of those two possibilities it only means that he should just shut up.

“Kid, if we know anything else you think we'd shut up about it? We've already given up digging up his past. The president doesn't care for he's not really the type to meddle with someone's life unless it's extremely needed.”

Atsushi nods his head and adjusted his grip on the paper bag that he's carrying and accepted the fact that he won't get any answers as to why there are times where Dazai Osamu is missing in action. Sometimes he would see him leave the office without any word and come back after a day or two. Whenever he asks the man if it's a mission, Dazai would just stare at him and talks about dumb things like how simple things found in the office could be a good tool for committing suicide.

Atsushi still surely hopes that his mentor is not really suicidal, that Dazai is just doing it because of his complex mind that cannot be understand by a mere human, it always feel like he's a step ahead, no he's steps ahead all the time.

The teenager just wishes that Dazai Osamu is not lonely and that he's not seriously trying to kill himself. Because Atsushi wants to help but it seems like the man is just above all and is untouchable when it comes to his personal thoughts and feelings.

Kunikida watches the teen in his peripheral vision, he knew that Atsushi is an empathetic kid but as much as he also wants to reach out and help Dazai if he is in trouble, the man won't let anyone in.

"Come on, we still need to pick up one package."

Atsushi follows closely until his eye caught something—someone familiar. His brows met as he watches the man he just saw, he can't be wrong, he can't mistook anyone else as—"Dazai-san?" He mumbled to himself unconsciously.

Kunikida looks at the teen and frowned when he realized what he just mumbled, “Why? Did you see him?” he asked Atsushi and the teen looked back at him with wide eyes before he nods his head.

“Where'd he go?”

“On that restaurant and he's holding a boquet of flowers...”

Kunikida already started thinking that Atsushi was just seeing things but when he looked at the restaurant that the teen pointed, he did see Dazai Osamu sitting at a table beside the window with a smile playing on his lips.

Atsushi was about to cross the street but Kunikida grabbed him by his collar. “If you want to spy on Dazai Osamu you gotta do better than that, kid. he's damn sharp as hell and the closer we stays, the sooner he sees or sense our presence.” Kunikida lectured, the younger boy narrowed his eyes as he realizes that Kunikida is just as curious as he is.

“I know what you're thinking, we'll just have to see what he's doing. We can't let him make a move on a case like what he did last time, his plans were always a gamble but he's a goddamn skilled gambler I give him that.”

Atsushi smiles a bit and watched Dazai from afar, his mentor seems different today and Atsushi would bet that he has seen Dazai Osamu smile in the time that he stayed in the Agency but those smiles were either mocking, insulting or scheming smiles yet the one that he's seeing here is a genuine one.

He looks like he's waiting for somebody. The two thought and before they could even voice out these thoughts, they saw a woman wearing a long dress came in to the restaurant and sat at the table where Dazai was sitting.

“How was work?”

“Awfully exhausting.”

Dazai smirks at you before leaning in to plant a kiss on your lips, “I missed you, love.” he whispers as he sat back down and you smiled at him teasingly as you reach out for his hand. “Hmm, I heard you gambled again. Would you tell me all about it? I heard you almost got labeled as a traitor for almost starting a war.” you stared into his eyes before squeezing his hand a little.

“I couldn't sleep a wink, 'Samu. I thought you died.” You sighed as tears threaten to fall and Dazai looked away, feeling guilty. As much as he loves you and he hates giving you trouble, he knows how his work could bother you when you both are away from each other.

Dazai reached out to cage your face in his hands as he stares directly into your eyes with loving and longing gaze. “I'm sorry for worrying you, my love. ” he whispered once more and you rolled your eyes as you held his hands that cups your face.

“Just try not to give me heart attacks, you didn't marry someone with a special ability, Dazai Osamu. This heart and body is fragile specially when it comes to you.”

“I'm not sorry that you married someone like me. But I apologize for worrying you to death and for not having enough time to spend with your husband.”

Dazai Osamu got used to people with different unique abilities, both his time in the Mafia and in the ADA, yet he never found someone so amusing that he felt himself fall for them or even got attracted.

That's why when he met you, he's skeptical as to why he fell in love with someone like you, now, he didn't mean it in a bad way, he just wondered why a man like him full of trouble and struggles fell in love with a loving, gentle and carefree soul?

He met you way back when he was trying to commit suicide, Dazai felt it, he felt that maybe he won't get interrupted this time but someone held his hand and when he opened his eyes, he thought he had seen the universe, the sky and the Earth. He saw his own reflection in your eyes, they were clear, focused and filled with fear as you held both his arms.

“I do not want to intrude but I can't stay still when someone is planning to kill himself in front of me.” You said as you dragged him far from the edge of the cliff, your breathing was heavy as you stared at him then, you were obviously scared judging how you were trembling.

You looked at the man standing beside you before your eyes went down on his arms, there were a lot of bandages wrapped around him and judging how he was about to jump into the abyss earlier, you know that he's been trying to kill himself.

“I don't know how much life has hurt you but if you surrender your life to your traumas and pain, it only meant that you let them win.”

Dazai Osamu stared at your whole, from bottom to top and he find himself mesmerized. Your shiny hair that looks like they would be as soft as silk, your pinkish lips, your beautiful eyes and long lashes, your nose, your cheeks and your brows, Dazai found himself wanting to memorize it all, afraid that he won't be seeing this beauty in front of him ever again.

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“You're beautiful.”

You looked at the man beside you and shook your head, “I appreciate the compliment but I prefer compliments about my personality.” Dazai looked at you with a glint of amusement and pure curiousity in his eyes with a playful yet genuine smile playing on his lips.

“I thought all girls love being called beautiful.”

“Yeah, I love it too but there's something different when somebody praised you for other things than the physical appearance.”

Dazai was able to prove that you're not just beautiful from the outside, deep down you you're much more beautiful, he never thought he'd meet someone like you, an angel in disguise as others would have say.

“Do you know why I chose this job?”

“Because you've made a decision that it doesn't matter if you die or not, you have nothing to lose.” You told him as you treat the wounds he got from a recent mission, your brows furrowed with worry and Dazai couldn't help but smile at that, it's a first, having someone to genuinely worry about his safety, and his well-being.

“Odasaku told me that if there's not much difference between the good and bad side, I should be in the good one and save someone, the orphans those who need it.”

You stopped what you were doing and watch his face expressions, it's the first time that Dazai Osamu is talking about the said man, yet he mentions that Odasaku was the reason why he's on the law's side now. Dazai's eyes are lonely, dull, and blank but as he reminisced his past, with the friends he made when he was on the Mafia, there's that small hint of happiness and light in his eyes.

Even if it was just a tiny bit light in the darkness of his personality, you can now understand him, even if you don't know who he is entirely. He's as deep as the ocean and as mysterious as the endless universe yet you never stopped hoping that he will open his mind and let you see the bottom of the ocean and the entirety of his universe.

Dazai looked into your eyes and he sees nothing but light, a light that sparks a fire, the fire that intensified his longing to be kept, to feel safe, to feel loved and to feel understood no matter how chaotic his mind and soul is.

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“Were you sure that you really want to die? That's why you're ready to take everything head on, no matter how risky and dangerous it is?”

“I am danger.” he answers with a smirk but you smiled at him sweetly as you shook your head. The times you spend with Dazai Osamu just made you realize how lost he is, he's just lost and alone perhaps this is why he wanted to die.

He had so many attempts, he drank different poisons but sometimes it turns out it wasn't the right poison or it wasn't a fatal amount and if it's drugs it's the wrong dosage.

You know that he won't be able to keep these walls up around him for so long, even if it just a tiny crack on it you wanted to see, you wanted to get in, it doesn't matter how messy and dark it is once you pass that wall.

With a challenging look you tilt your head a little closer to his, Dazai almost stepped back yet he didn't, he wanted to see what would you do.

“From what I see, you didn't want to die. You were trying to kill something inside, there's no such thing as painless death 'Samu. When you say you are looking for a convenient and painless way to die, you know it doesn't exist.”

Dazai went silent, his eyes shaky as your words hit him.

“You never wanted to die, you just wanted to get rid of something inside you.”

Judging the look on his face, you knew that you had him, you knew that you got him right. He's trembling, you can see how the walls he built around himself is slowly crumbling down as he stood in front of you.

“I have to go now, I'm thinking of adding some new decoration in my cafe.”

You picked up your bag to walk away but Dazai pulled you by your wrist and kiss you on your lips. He heard you gasp as his arm made his way on your waist and he pulls you closer until you can almost feel his warmth.

Dazai felt like he was the luckiest man in the world as he got to taste the heaven that your lips had offered. His mind was filled of everything about you and he's starting to question himself if this is even real, he didn't know that reality could be so sweet.

You held onto his coat and let him keep you in his arms for as long as he wants, you had other kisses before but with Dazai Osamu, it didn't feel like a kiss, it felt like he brought you in other dimensions you never knew that existed. He made you feel things you thought you weren't capable of feeling.

If you weren't running our of breath you would never pull away from him but every enchanting spells has an end and on this time, the enchanting kiss that Dazai Osamu graced you has ended.

“Marry me.”

Dazai was expecting a complain or cry of disagreement from you, he knew how ridiculous the idea is but that's what he truly feels. He's never had this feeling before and now that he's got a taste of what heaven would be like with you in his arms and with your lips brushing against his, he knew that he would never let you go.

“I will but you don't mean now right? So can I go home first?”

Dazai's jaw almost dropped on the floor when he heard you, there was no hint of joke in your voice so he didn't know what he would do, but before he knew it, he felt the tears streaming down his cheek.

“Are you crying? I just have to go home, 'Samu. I'd still marry you.”

Dazai pulled you close to his chest once again as he buried his face on your neck, “I love you. I love you so much, I will marry you in any day, any hour.” He whispers as he cry, you smiled and hugged him back.

“I love you too.”

Some would find this whole situation too fast but you've always known that you love Dazai Osamu, you love the darkness that lies in his eyes, you love his scars and his wounds. You accept all of him, because without his scars and wounds he wouldn't be Dazai Osamu.

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The two of you wanted an intimate wedding, the only ones present on the ceremony were your family and Fukuzawa. Dazai trusted him to keep you a secret, not because he doesn't love his wife, but because he knows the cost of having an ex mafia and a member of ADA as a husband.

With the marriage, Dazai slowly finds himself be filled by nothing but love. The empty feeling inside him is gone and it was replaced by a raging fire of hope and bliss, he still didn't drop the suicidal bastard front but he never does anything that will harm him gravely, (Except it's for a case) he didn't like seeing you cry whenever he comes home injured, this is why he's been careful of handling cases but old habits die hard, Dazai Osamu won't be Dazai Osamu if he's not gambling with his own life and sometimes with others too, he doesn't do that unless he knew he has the upper hand.

His wits is something that he's thankful for, he loves being dramatic about it though, this is why he has to be hurt before winning, he gets off with it anyway.

Dazai was just smiling at you while you tell him everything about your work in the hospital, it was exhausting you always say but Dazai knows that you love what you are doing, treating kids and saving them is what you love to do no matter how tiring it is.

He loves the sparks in your eyes whenever you talk about your work, it's lovely, you are the most beautiful woman in his eyes, and yet you still manage to appear prettier whenever you talk about your passion and plans.

"You don't have any cases, love?"

"I don't. It's a surprise that nothing came in this week but President told us we can relax a bit this week. Enjoy the free time, he says."

"Then can you go with me to the hospital?"

Dazai smiled and nod his head, "Of course, shall we go now? Or you want to order more food?" he teased and you rolled your eyes at him before standing up to walk out on him but Dazai went after you immediately and instinctively encircled his arms on your waist. "Okay, sorry. I just asked 'cause you've got quite an appetite these days. I'm genuinely concerned." he chuckled as he pressed his lips on your cheek but you just pushed him lightly as you enter the car first and he followed with a playful smile playing on his lips.

Oh how he loves that pouting sulking face.

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Kunikida and Atsushi watched the car drove away and their eyes met, "We should follow them." they said before they flagged down a cab and ask the driver to follow the car discreetly.

As they arrived at the hospital, they waited for you and Dazai to enter before they went out after paying the driver. Atsushi was actually impressed that they got this far in spying, he didn't know that Kunikida has it inside him, he didn't know that he can be nosy at times.

You were holding Dazai's hands when you saw your friend, "Girl, I was just looking for you! I already got the results!" she whispered yell as she snatched you away from your husband and she hugged you tight, "Yeah, I got your text Nina let go now, tell me if it is what I think it is." Nina bit her lower lip as she looks at you with sparkly eyes before handing you an envelope.

"What is it all about?" Dazai asked but he's not DUMB to not suspect about what was on the envelope but he saw you gasped as you tear up before you gave the envelope to him.

"This letter confirms that Mrs. Dazai is expecting her first baby…"

Dazai smiles as tears of joy fell from his eyes, he cupped your face and kissed you on the lips before he hugged you tightly. "Thank you for being the most wonderful gift I've received and thank you for bearing another great gift. I love you.." he whispered as he showered kisses on top of your head.

"Love birds, enough. Mr. Dazai Osamu I am here to inform you not just as her friend but also as her doctor that she is in good health but I still suggest that she should take a break and rest from work. It's for the baby."

Dazai was just nodding, he felt like he's floating right now, he couldn't explain how happy he is, this is overwhelming and scary but he's already looking forward to have a baby that looks like you, yes, he wants his child to look like you, so they could be an angel like you as well.

Kunikida and Atsushi froze at that revelation in front of them, even if Atsushi was the one who used to step I with no inhibitions, it is Kunikida who took the lead and approach his coworker.

"You're married?"

You were the first one to turn on Kunikida, Dazai froze, he literally froze in his position especially when Atsushi comes out of hiding as he hugs the paper bag that is full of Yosano's stuffs as he assumes. You held his hand and smiled at him comfortingly, you knew that he didn't want to reveal you to anyone from the agency except from the President and Ranpo who already know this for a long time.

He just couldn't risk your life to be on the line especially now with a baby coming, he can't let you be known by the Mafia and his enemies.

"Kunikida-san, Atsushi-kun. Shall we talk about this matter in somewhere private?" you asked as you held your husband's hand, it was cold and sweaty, Dazai is actually nervous.

As the two got inside the car, Dazai and the two were silent so you tried to cut the thick tension in the air so you wouldn't feel suffocated with this ambience inside the car.

"Shall we buy some foods and snacks for the others at your agency, love?" you asked and Dazai's grip on the steering wheel tightened, he was gonna ask Kunikida and Atsushi to keep this as a secret but you obviously have other plans.

"YN, we talked about this. Kunikida-kun and Atsushi will surely agree on my proposal that they should keep this a secret."

You pursed your lips when he called you by your name, now you know that he's not happy with this but you're tired of being too scared, you can handle yourself and the baby if a time comes where there's danger.

"No they won't. Dazai Osamu, I can perfectly handle myself. We're done hiding, just let your friends at the agency knows. Have faith."

Dazai closed his eyes and sighed, "Please, I am putting you in danger the moment we reveal our marriage." he said as his breathing got heavier.

Atsushi and Kunikida stayed silent in the back, they knew that they couldn't butt in because this is about you two, "M-Maybe you can just drop us off near the agency Dazai-san." Atsushi nervously suggests.

"No, 'Samu will drive you two at the agency and I'm coming."

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Dazai Osamu is utterly defeated by his own wife as he finds himself entering the agency as he holds your hand. Each head turned and their eyes went down to look at your hands.

"Miss if you are being sexually harassed by Dazai and you are being asked to commit double suicide with him, we can kill him for you." Yosano greeted as he took the bags from Kunikida at Atsushi.

Naomi and Tanizaki blinked while Ranpo hops like a child towards you and wave. "Congratulations, about the baby." he smiles and you chuckled, of course, he would know. "Thanks.." everybody was just looking at you and Dazai with a confused look before the President comes out of his office and gave you a warm smile.

"So, Dazai decided to introduce you formally to the gang huh? Congratulations for your first baby."

Dazai sighed and he let go of your hand to clap and get everyone's attention, though it's a little pointless considering everyone's eyes are on you.

"This YN, my wife and she's bearing my child. I have been married for years, I didn't want to reveal her existence, because of the danger we encounter on day to day basis, but Atsushi and Kunikida-kun spied on us and that led us to this big wife reveal moment. I'm sorry, it's not like I don't trust you all, I just want to keep her safe."

"Hi, he's told me a lot about all of you. Thanks for tolerating my husband's chaotic nature."

Naomi squealed and ran towards you, "Oh my gosh! You are so pretty! Is the baby coming out soon? Will you bring him or her here?" she asks continuosly and the President cleared his throat.

"Let her sit first." he ordered and everyone settled despite of the fact that they couldn't calm down after hearing this revelation.

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After handing out the foods you bought for everyone, you sat beside Dazai and placed your hand in his thigh. "Do you want me to feed you, love?" Dazai smiled and shook his head, "I should be the one taking more care of you, you're pregnant." he said as he pinch your cheeks lightly.

Everyone was watching this interaction, and they immediately knew why Dazai Osamu fell in love with you and why he didn't want to endanger your life by introducing you to them. You were so gentle yet brave, your voice is sweet and the way you take care of everyone even just after a day of meeting them just makes them feel the need to protect you from any harm that would go along your way.

"You can expect us to protect this secret and protect YN, Dazai." Kunikida said as he tap Dazai's back. Dazai excused himself from the crowd and let the young members stay with you, Kunikida follows to talk to him and reassure him that you are a part of this family now too and by that they mean they will also risk their own lives to protect you.

"I know," Dazai smiled and Kunikida still had to remind himself that Dazai can really smile genuinely. "I bet you're thrilled to know my secret life weren't you, Kunikida-kun?" he teased and the man's ears reddened out of anger.

"Bastard! You never change, asshole!"

Dazai smiled at that, yeah, he's not just used to the serious affection stuffs unless it's you but he appreciates and teasing was just his way of expressing his gratitude.\

He felt at ease, honestly, he knew they won't let him down, never.

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armpirate · 1 year

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UNDER YOUR SKIN || JJK || Ch. 25

Pairings: tattoist!jk x fem!reader

Genre: smut, angst, friends to lovers, tattoo au, virgin reader.

Summary: You were awful on anything related to flirting, guys and sex. He was the perfect ladies man. You wanted to get rid of your virginity. And he was there to help you with everything you needed. You didn't have the best start, but that didn't mean you wouldn't have the best of the endings.

Warnings: first time attempt, vaginal sex, hints of trauma and abuse)

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Ever since they started, I did a good job ignoring those nightmares. But yesterday everything felt so vivid, so distressing, that I forgot where I was and who I was with. I've also tried to give it a meaning, it could be one of my insecurities acting up whenever I'm around Jungkook. But it stresses me the fact that the house seems familiar. I have the feeling it actually exists, and I've been there at least once, I can even remember the smell of musty wood. And that would mean those nightmares aren't actually made up, but a memory.

Or maybe I'm just thinking too much about it.

I'm brought back to reality when one of the customers snaps his fingers at me, smiling satisfied when he finally gets me to look at him and pay attention to what he wants.

The fact that my boss is here should've made me be more aware of the environment I'm in and how I can't space out whenever I feel like it. Thank god Jim is too lost in his own world and the group of people he's been paying attention to for the past thirty minutes to even notice it.

And just as expected, he leaves after there are only two tables left. I gotta say he's stayed around longer than he usually does whenever he comes around. Usually he only comes mid-shift, and when he leaves depends on whether we have everything under control or everything is a chaos because of the big amount of people. Like what happened today.

It's Saturday, so it isn't surprising there were a hell lot of customers. Also there isn't a better mix than drunk assholes pushing your buttons and sore legs because you wanted to have fun the night before, and said pain gets multiplied by twenty because you have to walk and stand for eight hours.

I start picking up all the empty glasses when the last table has already paid and is about to leave. Although two knocks on the crystal door, after I see them standing up and leaving, makes me think I will have to fight a drunken asshole because he won't want to leave. It isn't totally a weekend if that doesn't happen.

—We're closed —I inform, not lifting my gaze to the door.

—That's why I'm here.

His voice is so recognizable, it makes me smile instantly to know he's here. Jungkook enters the bar, taking off his jacket while he makes his way to the counter just to leave it there along with a small plastic bag he brought. I don't need to tell him, he walks to the other tables just to do the same thing I'm doing.

—Should I start sharing my tips with you? —I joke—. Every time you come here, you end up cleaning.

—Artist in the morning and pub cleaner at night —he frowns—. Sounds like a lame superhero parody.

—It fits you perfectly then —I tease him.

—Low blow, cocktease —he points his finger at me.

I simply shrug, unable to hide my smile. Not even when we are in silence. It's crazy what he's able to do only with his presence.

—What's the plan for tonight? —I dare to ask.

—We're traveling back in time.

I'm taken aback by his response. Is it going to be one of those weird thematic dates, similar to parties based in the eighties and stuff like that? If so, he should've told me before so I could've gotten something ready.

—You didn't live your teenage years like everyone did —he walks to the counter, and supports his elbows on the surface—. So I thought, how can someone go on adult dates when they haven't gone on average dates first?

—You mean I'm back to being sixteen?

He nods and smirks, before speaking again.

—And you'll pick what kind of crush I am: the bad boy you're sneaking to see or the high school crush.

—Which one were you?

—Neither —he snorts—. I told you I was a donkey. I wasn't lying. I didn't like studying, but I did what I was told to. Normal dude.

—Then play that —I shrug—. I'm on a date with the normal donkey—I fake a disappointed tone.

—Hey, the normal donkey is a sweetheart —he tries to defend himself.

—That's why I picked him.

He looks down and smiles, trying to hide his face from me. Although I can catch a glimpse of his pink cheeks before his locks get in the way.

✸ ✸ ✸

When we're finally done with tidying up the bar, I go to the bathroom to change my black t-shirt to a salmon one and a denim jacket. When I meet him again, he acts shocked and surprised to see me, looking at me from head to toe.

—You look beautiful.

—You're so annoying —I hit his arm, making him chuckle.

—Shall we go?

After nodding, I lead the way outside. Although I stop in front of the door to set the alarm and close it. When I turn around, he's already on his motorbike, waiting for me while holding the handlebar.

—The donkey knows how to ride a motorbike? —I joke, walking up to him.

—The donkey has a dark past, so he's also the bad boy your parents wouldn't want you to date.

—You're taking this too seriously —I cackle.

I hop on the motorbike, noticing while I'm still placing myself behind him how the purple is already fading. Although I really like this color on him, I'm already missing his natural hair color.

Jungkook doesn't tell me where we are going, or what's the plan. He starts the engine and starts driving, only dedicating me a soft smile before. Unlike other times, I like the idea of not knowing what's to come. And the concept of our date is heart-warming, I wouldn't have thought of something like this myself. So the fact that he did means a lot to me.

And I'm going to be honest, when he said he was planning the typical teenage date, nothing came to mind. But when he parks his motorbike in the parking lot near the port, and asks me to follow him until we stop in front of a small sign that has "Bowling & Games" with pink neon lights, I know he put a lot of thought into it.

—Is it open?

—Yup —he smiles proudly—. I spent all evening trying to find a place that was open at this time, and I found this. The bowling is closed, but we can spend some time at the arcade.

Honestly? He could've told me to take a stroll around my neighborhood and it'd have been fine by me. So the fact that he put so much effort on it only makes it even better.

—So this is how you won girls over? —I finally ask when we get to the arcade side of the establishment.

—This is how I desperately tried to win girls over, yes.

While we are at the arcade, we don't talk much. Most of our conversation is reduced to insults and threats, and several dares while we're competing against each other. How competitive we both are isn't good, and clearly neither of us are good losers. Proof of that: we've played on the hockey table six times already, and it's always because the other wants a rematch.

I know all his moves, I know how nervous and impatient he is getting by the way he jumps on his place and twists his tongue against his cheek. He also cracks his neck on both sides, and gives me that challenging look trying to intimidate me.

Ater his confident look turns into an annoyed one when I score the third goal and he's still at zero. He keeps talking to himself, pouting his lips as he usually does when he's ranting or complaining about something. And I find it funny and endearing enough to have me slipping my hand away from the lodge, just so he can slip the disc a few more times.

That smirk and challenging look comes back to his face when we are in a tie. But he obviously doesn't leave it there.

—Cocktease, I told you I'm an ace at this. See how I ascended? —he bends to get better movements— I was the best at this back in Seoul. Don't feel disappointed.

—What do you mean? —I ask annoyed— I let you score all those goals. We'd have finished the match by now.

—It's alright. You don't need to make up exc...

While he's talking, and trying to lecture me, I hit the disc and make it enter his lodge as he tremendously fails while trying to block it.

—What did you say about being an ace and shit? —I tease him, crossing my arms over my chest.

—I was distracted —he looks around—. And I was tired of this game after playing so many times.

—Sure, mr. Ace.

We play most of the games there, and probably we would've played them all if we hadn't been kicked out of the place after Jungkook was caught getting on the basketball game to move the ball in and out the basket constantly just to break the record.

Was it my fault? Probably. I told him he wouldn't be able to break the record, and he took the challenge. But it was totally worth it just to get that picture of him climbing over the crystal wall, with his legs parted, while trying the hardest he could to get the highest score. I'd dare him to do it again only to laugh with him like this.

—He kicked us out, but let's see who breaks the record now.

And that only makes me burst into a harder laughter, that forces me to hold onto his arm just to keep the balance.

When we both stop laughing, Jungkook leads the way to the port and asks me to check my bag. I open it, thinking I won't find anything, but instead, I find a transparent plastic bag filled with ice cream shaped sweets.

—There are no ice cream shops open so late, so I had to improvise —he snatched the bag away from my hands.

—When did you put it in my bag? —although I like the surprise, I'm way too curious to let that slip.

—It was on the counter. I saw it when I was putting the glasses inside the washing machine —he informs me—. I didn't think we'd find the plastic bag on the motorbike when we came back, so your bag was the plan B.

—Smart boy.

He smiles wide, opening the bag and finally letting me pick one of the sweets, just so he can pick another one.

—Oh, ice cream and taking a walk? —he nods— I like it.

We start walking, getting closer to the port and filling the silence with the sound of the wood of the boats cracking because of the movement of the water. He pats my arm, and I open the plastic bag for him so he picks another one.

—How long have you been in New York?

—Five or six years —he scrunches his nose, smiling nervously while trying to remember—. I started the degree at twenty, but joined the military service a year later... Wait, I was seventeen when I graduated, that in Korean age is nineteen and I'm twenty-eight, almost-twenty nine...

He gets lost trying to remember when he did whatever he did, his eyes are up, almost as if he were trying to sneak them inside his brain to get a glimpse of the information he seems to be missing.

—Five years ago —he finishes—. I asked to be transferred after my parents moved here because of Soo, so I finished the degree here.

—How was it? I bet it was difficult at first —we walk side by side, at a slow pace.

—It was —he nods—. But it could've been worse. I started working with Mark almost as soon as I landed in the US, and by the time I graduated, Mark had already turned me into a partner in the studio. I also met Leslie there, so I found myself with a girlfriend and a new group of friends quite fast.

—Do you miss Korea?

—Sometimes —his hands slide through his hair, taking the long locks away from his face so he can look at me properly—. We should take a trip one day. I bet you'd love it.

I can't hide the smile on my face that forms after he says that. Jungkook didn't say that I should go once and visit the country, he said we both should. The two of us together. And whether he's just saying it because it just ran through his mind, or whether he actually wants me to go with me, it's still special for me the wording he used.

—What about you? Do you miss New Jersey?

—Not really —I play with the plastic bag—. I didn't do anything to miss it. I made no memories there, so I don't think there is much to miss.

—Aren't your parents there?

—I haven't talked to them since I moved out. They were devastated when I told them I was going to move here and I was going to study Fine Arts —I tilt my head—. Actually, I did see them when my grandma died, but we didn't talk much —I chuckle—, if not at all. But yeah... it's not like we talk every day and we count the days until I get a few days off so I can see them. They haven't made the effort to come and see me either. I guess it's fine.

It's fine. I will forever be grateful for how hard they worked so I could get everything I needed, and I can't say I feel nothing for them. They will forever be my parents, and if they ever needed something I'd rush wherever they are to give it to them, but some relationships aren't meant to exist. It's better this way than us three forcing the happy family image.

—I'm sorry to hear that.

—Don't be. It's okay.

We stay quiet for a few minutes, although I keep seeing him trying to get the conversation started. He moves his head trying to find the right way to bring up the topic.

—Did you... —he thinks the question— Did you meet someone the week we didn't talk?

—Why? —I giggle— Would you be jealous if I said I did?

It starts as a joke, I meant it as a joke in a dumb attempt to be funny. But his fast "yes", with no hesitation nor doubt in his tone, makes me pause.

—That week I was too busy thinking about you and cursing your existence.

—That's why my ears were beeping all the time.

I see Jungkook laughing, and at the same time his steps also slow down until he stops walking. I look at him, waiting for him to say something. But I'm not ready for the look he's giving me right now. The street lights reflecting in his pupils just make it seem as if I could see the stars through his eyes.

—Fuck it. I can't go slower with you —he mutters.

Before I'm able to react his hands are wrapped around my neck and his lips are locked with mine. My eyelids fall closed when the softness of his lips make me drunk enough that I want to fully enjoy him. His taste mixed with the metallic taste of his lip ring has always had it easy to make me go down bad, but tonight it feels different.

The kiss doesn't go crazy, we don't lose our senses the way we usually do when we end up in this situation. We just kiss and enjoy this beautiful moment until he breaks the kiss. Jungkook's forehead rests on mine, our breaths mixing while our lips are still rubbing against each other.

—Shall we go to my place?

—We always go to your place —I giggle, my arms still wrapped around his waist.

—That's because I like having you there.

He places a soft kiss on the tip of my nose, and holds my hand before he starts leading the way back to where his motorbike is placed.

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I wasn't nervous when he parked the motorbike and kept being touchy and kissy while we were on the lift. I started being nervous when he made me wait outside of his apartment, and closed the door right on my nose. No explanation, no warning. Just a "Give me a second", with a worried look and the door being slammed.

That, and what happened yesterday only makes me think the worst for a quick second. The worry disappears fast though, as soon as he opens the door again and Jungkook has a radiant smile while the rest of his house is still dark.

He invites me to get in, moving his body away from the door and opening a small gap -big enough so I can walk past it with no problem. And I swear nothing would've prepared me for the way my heart squeezes with such emotion when I see everything he has prepared for me. The path of rose petals from his door to the bedroom, his house only being lit by some candles strategically positioned so he wouldn't need to turn on the lights... This is only for me.

—I know it's a cliche —I hear him on my back—, and something way too used in movies. But you deserved something special, and I couldn't find anything else that could've made it bet...

I interrupt him. I turn on my feet and pull him closer by the neck, shutting him up when my lips collide against his. It's a cliche, it's something that was overused by movies, but it's something he's done for me. He could've done nothing. He could've taken the step last night when I first told him I was ready, he could've gone on with all of it without doing any of this. Yet here we are.

We don't need to speak. The intensity of the kiss and our shaky breaths are loud enough for the both of us. I'm not aware of how big he is, compared to me, until he pushes me and corners me against the door. There's something about my head resting against the wood, his hand pulling my hips closer to his body and his tongue doing those magical moves while we're kissing that make me lose my head.

I'm ready to give him everything.

It just takes us a few minutes more to start taking our clothes off in between kisses and playful bites. Soon everything's gone and we are left only with our underwear. And there's no room for shyness and insecurity. It's just the two of us and this moment. Jungkook picks me up with barely any effort, both of his hands holding my thighs and lifting my body as if I weighed nothing.

Jungkook leaves me carefully on the bed, as if I were the most precious thing in this room and he didn't want me to break. He hovers over me, kissing every bit of skin he finds from my cheeks to my pelvis, leaving my body full of wet kisses. Unlike other times, he doesn't look at me like a prey, he's trying to make it as thoughtful as possible.

He starts sliding my panties down my legs, and he also takes off his boxers so we both are equally naked. He crawls up over my body again, kissing my lips slowly, but with such intensity that I'm convinced I'll go crazy. One of his hands is cupping my cheek, while the other is wandering all over my body, tracing my curves as if he were painting them until his hand finds the knee.

—Open your legs a bit for me —he demands with a raspy voice.

That tone goes straight to my core, that throbs and clenches around nothing, eager for him, eager for what's to come.

His hand moves up my leg again, and disappears in between our bodies until his fingertips meet with the wetness of my pussy. He groans on my lips, kissing me again, while two of his fingers slide in between my folds.

—You're beautiful.

His thumb ghosts my clit in circles, teasing me while two of his fingers are tempting my entrance. He smiles satisfied when I lift my hips, asking for more. And he gives it to me with no hesitation. His digits dig inside, opening me up, stretching me out with delicacy. They move in and out with a slow pace, but he makes sure they are knuckles deep inside of me every time he gets the chance.

Just the image of the tattoos of his fingers disappearing slowly is enough to make me moan right now.

—You're taking it so well, baby.

The combination of what his eyes are showing is confusing and exciting. They're dark, showing the self control he's putting himself under not to fuck my brains out right now; but at the same time, they're filled with care and admiration, as if this first time will forever be marked for us two. And that, that's the duality I always talk about when it comes to him. And seeing it mixed in his eyes for the very first time is the hottest thing I've ever seen.

—Are you ready?

—Yeah —I'm not aware of how nervous I am until I hear my trembling voice.

—If you ever want me to stop —he warns me—, just say it. I won't get mad. Remember communication and knowing your limits.

My heart beats faster when I see it happening. He leans toward the night stand to pull out a shiny wrapping. And I can't look away while he's opening it up with his teeth, taking out the condom to roll it down his cock. Nervousness hits my body right at the same time excitement does.

Jungkook's eyes fall on mine again, looking for reassurance as his cock is lined up towards my entrance. The tip rests against it, and it must be pretty obvious everything that I'm feeling right now, because he cups my cheek again and leans to kiss me again.

I know he's doing it to distract me from the pain, he just wants to make it easier for me. But that darkness suddenly puts my body in alert mode. And it only gets worse when he invades me. I stop feeling him, I stop being aware he's the one trying to make me feel good. Panic installs in my brain, and everything just stops working for me. I'm unable to follow his kiss, or move my hands on his back to encourage him to go further. Instead, I break down crying.

—Stop —I ask him, pushing him by his shoulders—. Please, stop —my voice sounds desperate.

And he does.

He pulls out when I first ask him and cups my cheeks, trying to make me look at him. But I'm too deep into that darkness that I can't find a way out. Every bit of arousal, excitement and confidence I felt vanished the moment I closed my eyes to be replaced by fear, insecurity and desperation to get out of here.

He's able to knock me back to this, to where we are when he hugs me and makes my head rest on his chest. The repetitive, yet soothing sound of his heart beat drags me back here, yet I seem unable to stop crying.

—I'm sorry —I manage to say in between sobs—. I ruined everything. I'm sorry.

—Shh —his fingers dig on my scalp, trying to get me to relax under his touch—. You didn't ruin anything.

That dark feeling doesn't leave me though. It's not like all the other times we were able to brush it off and just go on. It stays with me, it doesn't leave, and some disturbing images keep flashing in my head. It's like those nightmares finally made their way to real life and I can't seem to ignore it nor stop them.

None of us try to talk about it, he knows it's not the moment for it, and I'm too disturbed right now to speak more than just two words together. Jungkook holds me tight, enough to let me know that he's here, that I'm safe. He just comforts me while I'm desperately crying on his chest. Everything keeps replying in my head until it suddenly stops. I'm not aware when I fall asleep, but everything just goes black and stops.

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azraeldoesnotdispute · 10 months

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y'all asked for it

okay, my bestie went back home, so I have some free time to write a fucking essay about this movie *cracks knuckles*

the barbie movie is not without it's issues, but overall, the movie perfectly points out imbalance, a mirrored world to our own. we have the patriarchy here in the real world and anyone with half a brain can see how unequal it is, for both woman and men. in barbieland, it's a bit more subtle, but it's definitely there and you really only need to lightly scratch the surface to see that.

I've had some people in the notes of my other post talking about how the matriarchy of barbieland isn't near as bad as the patriarchy that ken brought about, but it is bad, just differently than what you'd think. no, barbie's aren't gross and rapey towards ken's but they ignore them and use them just as props whenever they feel like it before ignoring them. can you tell me where the ken's live? because barbie couldn't tell me, hell even Ryan doesn't know. direct quote from an interview:

"We're still not sure what happens to the Kens when the Barbies go home. We think they huddle on the beach for warmth."

this is supported by the fact that when ken brings the patriarchy to barbieland, they don't "dudebro" up their own houses, they do it to the barbies houses. while we're on the topic of them being gross and rapey, some people are acting like that's the most unforgivable thing, but are ignoring the fact that they're only acting like that because they weren't taught any better. they learned about patriarchy from books that said that women have to be subservient, and their whole existence thus far has been them doing whatever the barbies wanted/striving to get the barbies attention, and then discarded when the barbies were done with them.

if you were treated like that, wouldn't you think, hm maybe it's our time to shine? except they did it in the worst possible way. so when I say the matriarchy is just as bad as the patriarchy, THAT'S what I mean. the kens were made to feel like less, just the way women are made to feel like less in the real world.

patriarchy teaches men that they should force themselves/their will onto women and men seen as "lesser" (see: Allen and the rejected Kens). matriarchy is more subtle, in that they used the kens as props and ignored the "lesser" men (see: Allen, and how no one ever really talked to him, not the barbies, and not the kens, who were likely just following the barbies lead.)

following up on the second part of my post: ken was never given any kind of identity outside of being barbie's boyfriend, which is both another stab at "matriarchy bad" and a reflection of how women in the real world are basically taught to put men (and children if they have them) first before themselves, which is so damaging. ken was literally created to just be barbie's boyfriend, she had no say in this, and she doesn't seem to be interested in him in the slightest, other than distant friendship, probably because he's basically an over eager puppy and she feels weird about it. BUT she also doesn't really like him when he's pretending to be all tough and badass either, she is disgusted.

the best part of the movie was that barbie told ken that he needed to find out who he was instead of constantly living her shadow, which I think is a lesson everyone should internalize. you can't know who you are if you're constantly trying to live for a single person, you have to know who you are before you can love yourself or anyone else.

also the story arc of sasha and gloria, such a wonderful one that deserves its own essay but I don't have the time to do so, just wanted to add that it was also a great way to show how both generations feel about this kind of them. us old folks want our childhood back, when it was simply playing with barbies and making up stories, while gen z is sorta jaded and sees everything in black and white instead of the grey areas between

#barbie #barbie movie #barbie 2023 #here's the essay #side note I don't know how to write essays #so this is a fucking mess

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smolvenger · 1 year

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Hey guys, as a quick PSA!

@chantsdemarins @mjsthrillernp @filthyhiddles @peacefulpianist @fictive-sl0th @ladycamillewrites @marissat1998 @kikster606 @terrorsqdtaty @lokisgoodgirl @high-functioning-lokipath @villainousshakespeare @holymultiplefandomsbatman @five-miles-over

I want to support writers and I would love to be tagged in anyone's work. And as some of y'all recently found out and from the reblogs, I am currently obsessed and loving everything about not only Loki but Tom Hiddleston's characters.

However, I have a trigger about cheating. Please please please please please do NOT tag me in Will Ransome x Reader works. I cannot excuse, deny, or ignore that he canonically cheats on his wife, especially with whom he had years of a loving, healthy, happy marriage.

Reading the summary of The Essex Serpent when the pics came out and having it dawn on me what happened. I began to subconsiously project myself onto Stella Ransome. I felt like it was me who was cheated on. That subconsciously, I was not good or pretty enough and that a guy I would love and be devoted to would stick his penis in another woman the second I got sick or was unable to or failed him.

Last year when The Essex Serpent tv adaptation came out, I had to work through this trigger. It was heartwrenching since I love and thirst for Tom like everyone else, but I had to block his tag for a long time on Tumblr. Although I personally have not been knowingly cheated on, seeing clips or gifs or pictures from it would nearly send me into a panic attack, make me unable to sleep at night from the anxiety, and in a horribly sad, angry mood that I would need to find something to distract myself with. Now, it's better than it used to be (go to therapy, kids).

Hell, I wrote an entire, now complete Fix-It-Fanfiction series to cope with how I felt about him with Stella Ransome taking charge of the narrative and her retelling the events of the story, grieving the affair and getting revenge on Will and Cora instead of either slowly waiting to die or drowning herself (If the gifs on Tumblr are right, I think that's what happens, someone corrects me if I'm wrong. RIP me I didn't actually watch it). The master list can be read below or on Archive of Our Own under @VasaliaTheWise.

The Link to Stella of Essex or The Vicar's Wife Betrayed on Tumblr

Link on Archive of Our Own to Stella of Essex or The Vicar's Wife Betrayed

I even enjoy making jokes and roasting him to cope. I still mutter "asshole" whenever I see him across my screen with a pic or gif that slips through the blocked tags. Posts here of me being a hater will be tagged "w*ll hate" if you don't want to read them.

But that is to say, no one on Earth can't write him or thirst after him just because I am one hater. I do my best to ignore your guy's reaction pics and gifs when I see them. I know it's not fair to crap on someone for enjoying him because of how I feel- that I can't tell someone to stop eating a donut because I am on a no-sweets diet.

To be fair, I remember reading one fic of him that is the exception (I'll tag it later) because it was so beautifully written and completely ignored his canon actions. And lots of fics in general ignore canon- and it seems many of y'all's fics do that! From the summaries, y'all's fics are more like "hot priest! wahoo! looks like there's some SINNING going on ;). Oh, and cheating? What cheating? That's not happening!" rather than "yup he was totally right to cheat on Stella." And you guys should feel free to write for whoever you want however you want! Heck, aren't a lot of us writing about Loki, who is canonically a narcissistic, self-destructive, toxic mass murderer?

I wanted to join and follow Tumblrs to feed my passion, interest, and love for Tom but was hesitant to do so because of all the reblogs and stuff regarding Will being the best thing since sliced bread and my personal feelings about this character. And I still want to with tags blocked. And now I am finally following y'all and it feels fantastic and wonderful.

I want to read and support and reblog your works. Please please please tag me in your works about Loki, Prince Hal, Jonathan Pine, James Conrad, Dr. Robert Laing, Captain James Nicholls, Sir Thomas Sharpe, Billy Magnussen, William Buxton, John Plumptree, etc. I will be perfectly happy to reblog and comment on them!

But please please please please do not tag me with anything about Will Ransome (unless it's about him getting karma for what he did and Stella being happy and being comforted).

#PSA #tom hiddleston #tom hiddleston characters #tom hiddleston fanfiction #fanficiton #fanfics #tom thirst #tom hiddleston thirst

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Hi hun polite reminder people make OCs for fun and don't necessarily want to stick to canon. Your One Piece poet is useful for people who want to research and adhere to canon fandom lore but don't make it a prerequisite please as if we have to run everything by you for permission. Your tone is dictatorial in the nicest way and it's not on to tag people in your post either as it comes off as a critical rebuke that they're not doing it 'right'

Alright, I'm gonna try to respond to this as best as I can. Since you took time out of your day to write this, it's only fair I do the same.

First and most importantly of all, I'm not trying to police anyone's OCs. You're right, making OCs is about having fun. None of the tips in my post are mandatory. I was just trying to give a guideline for people who might struggle with the world of manga One Piece (which is ultimately what the live action is based off and will turn into in huge parts if it keeps running). I, personally, think immersion is very important for my OCs. It makes me happy when they fit into canon as if they belong there and whenever something about my OC gets contradicted through later installments in canon, I get pretty upset. So, in case anybody also feels like that, I made the post. That's who that post is for. If you're not one of those people, you're free to ignore it. It's not a lecture, nobody is forcing you to listen and apply it. Hell, even lectures aren't mandatory.

You said it yourself. You recognized who the post is for, that means you read it closely. With that in mind, I don’t understand why you think I'm making my points a prerequisite. I never said that and I never said you have to run things by me for permission. I said you can message me if you have questions or need help, not "message me before you post your OC or else it's illegal". It's about people who want their OCs to be canon-accurate not having to navigate 1000+ episodes/chapters worth of One Piece lore if they can ask a single question and get an answer instead. Nothing else.

My tone, I'm guessing where you get the prerequisite part from. I'm sorry, but it's not dictatorial at all. Dictatorial is a term you should be very careful with using. It is pointed, yes, but that's the tone in a lot of Tumblr posts, so I just tried to match that. If I wrote that post like a handbook or something, that would sound like making things mandatory, and it would make it dull to read, and I didn’t want that. If you want, you can give me suggestions to improve my tone and I'll see what I can do.

Now, the last point, you actually completely misunderstood what I was trying to say. Almost all of the people I tagged are people I know who I consider my friends. I know that they have One Piece OCs and we talked about those OCs, with me throwing in my two cents of canon knowledge to try and help make them fit in because I thought they might appreciate it or they asked me to. That's what I'm offering in that post, in a condensed form, the same things I told and offered them, because I felt like other people could maybe use them too. I tagged them to ask them to help spread that post to other people so they can maybe have some security being thrown into the chaotic fandom that is One Piece through an adaptation that offers only a very limited view on it at the current point in time. I wasn't trying to say that they were doing anything wrong at all and I'm pretty sure that they know that because of our previous interactions. The other people are people I tagged who I have only rarely interacted with, admittedly, but who I know to either have ties to people with OPLA OCs because I follow them or who I know to be very friendly and willing to help people. Again, no accusations here. I just wanted to help people and reach a wider audience because my blog is fairly small and unpopular. Finally, I intentionally didn’t tag them in the post itself but in a comment so that it was even easier for them to ignore it. Generally, I'm not very versed in Tumblr tagging etiquette, so if it's really not okay to tag people like that, those people can tell me themselves and I won't do it again.

Which brings me to my main point of this little response letter: You’re on the internet, you have the liberty to ignore things. So, the post wasn't for you. That's fine, you can ignore it. Even if you're one of the people I tagged, you're not obligated to follow my request and reblog the post. You can still ignore it and move on. But instead, you took the time to write your message, so I took the time to respond. If this didn't clear things up, feel free to send another message, I'm willing to talk

#ask #anon #i hope the tone is better in this one/gen #and to anyone reading this #if you ever have a problem with me or something i posted #we can talk things out

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system-of-a-feather · 2 years

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System Dynamic Rambles with XIV: Chapter 1; We Don't Have Persecutors in This System

Ignore the dramatic title I thought it would be funny. Like this MIGHT be a series if I have more rambles on the topic, but I'm mostly clowning up there. That said, I really wanted to go on an acre long spiel about how systematic thinking and how individualistic thinking / capitalism is a plague on living and finding stability with DID; but I was only supposed to be out to go pick up Riku their sandwich so I will just open up one chapter line on this and leave the rest for if I feel like it later.

None of these are supposed to be professional or organized, thus the "rambles" just some thoughts of mine that I feel might be worth thinking about.

Additionally, these are my opinions and perspectives; I will be stating absolute statements in terms of recovery and while I do realize there are likely different ways of healing and different perspectives and there is never a "no way" or "never" in healing, this is how we approach our system and these are of my opinions. This paragraph serves as a disclaimer for if anyone is sensitive to that to just turn around.

But first things first, our system operates as a unit. The general theme of this whole ramble and if there is anything I would want to say as my first piece of advice to any alter or part in a leadership or leadership-adjacent position (host or respected leading protector) that the thing you have to know first and foremost is that you are never going to get anywhere or reduce any long term stability by playing games of "what >I< want" or denying anyone anything; even if what they want on a surface level sounds entirely opposite to what you want.

My main point of claim to that is that you can't kick parts out of your system, you can't kill parts in your system, you can repress them and silence them and ignore them and pretend they aren't there, but every time you do that it will only simply make them come back stronger in the future and you will be 100% back to where you were at best, or worse - with someone even more adamant and stuck in the surface level of what they "want".

You can't say "no" to a part that expresses that they really want something, because more often than not, that want - if genuine and strong - is a need. It might not sound like a need to you, but it is a need. If you want something and another part wants something that conflicts with it, you do not say no, you sit down and get to the root of both of your "wants" to see what "need" the "wants" fulfills and you find a way to incorporate both NEEDS the best possible. Anything attempt less than that will always drive up conflict, instability, bad blood, and poor faith between parts and overall make your life an increasing living hell.

With that in mind, I go by the mantra of "erase the words 'I want'" from your functional and serious communication vocabulary - its fine to think and feel and say it whenever - but you should not be approaching in a leading role with "I want" but collect yourself and to the best of your ability lead with "Currently I want and am working towards XYZ because [reason / need]" and keeep that perspective and mindset when trying to help a part that has a need / want that is "incompatible" figure out the core reason / need that they are operating and wanting from the system and thus incooperating both needs / reasons with a "Need first" perspective.

As long as there is a class in any society, or in a system, whose needs are not being met, there will inherently always be distrust, instability, chaos, and conflict. With distrust, instability, chaos, and conflict - even those that are "good" and "successful" will eventually find themselves unable to reach their goals or properly establish any form of consistent and stable peace as those that are being scuffed to the side will inevitably find themselves unable to bear with the weight of their neglected needs.

With that in mind, I started the movement in our system that has officially taken hold that this system has absolutely zero persecutors. None. We have introjects of abusers, we have trauma holders, we have parts that re-instate abuse as a protective measure, but we do not have any persecutors, because there is no one who is hurting the system.

We have parts that like the term persecutor, they can call themselves that, but among the leadership roles in this system, those are just "parts who engage in persecutory behavior more than others and identify with that". We refuse to perceive any part in our system as a problem or anything against the whole because - for better or worse - no one can leave the system so being against it doesn't really work for those of us trying to maintain peace and direction for the unit.

Parts who engage in persecutory behaviors are in then simply behaving as a "part whose needs are not being met by the system". People, animals, and living beings - when their needs are met - are prone to being content and cooperative, if a part is being aggressive or uncooperative, it is because they have a need.

So rather than having persecutors, we have parts who are being failed by the current system in hand and parts who are upset as a result. There is no 'against the system' or 'hurting the system' or 'abusing the system', simply that whatever we currently have in place currently does not effectively take them into account.

From there it is not that you have to fix the part or reject their needs, it is that you have to fix the system itself by investigating where in the state of the system that part is being failed; what need are they having that is not getting met, and what is the best and most practical way to fix that.

It's not something easy and its definitely easier said than done, but it is really the only sustainable way we've found to actively, rapidly, and effectively stabilizing an unstable environment.

Theres a lot more to it and shit, but thats just chapter one of my communist manifesto. Tune in for more later.

-XIV

#alter: xiv #system dyanmics #xiv rambles #actuallydid #dissociative identity disorder #did #osdd #persecutor #persecutor alters #persecutor protector #now i gotta go let riku eat their sandwich now that this is posted #feel free to reblog and discuss

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World's Most Beautiful Mirror | Episode 2

Reminiscence. A few days ago, in the corridor of Seisoukan

Hinata: Ooh. Heeey! Yuuta-kun hey...ya...?

Please, open the door! Don't you want to talk with your brother? If you really don't want to talk to me, I'll make you the older brother just for today, 'kay?

Big bro! Big bro! If you don't come out soon, I'm going to hate ya~♪

...No reply! Not even a single angry noise! This has become a cold concrete jungle!

Somebody help~ My sweet cute little sibling has become a shut-in~ Uuh, uuh, uuh (with a crying voice).

Yuuta: ...Could you please not make strange noises in front of other people's rooms?

Hinata: Aah! Yuuta-kun! I really wanted to see you...☆

Yuuta: And I didn't want to. When I see Aniki's face, I get depressed because it reminds me of the Yuuta Aoi, who exposed his attitude in "SS".

Hinata: It's not really an ugly sight though? Sure, we got our asses kicked in the main competition, but nobody expected us to actually get through it.

And it's even the top talk on the internet. "Surprise!" and "Unexpected!", something along those lines.

Of course, those who have been our fans for a long time are overjoyed with the results we got.

And for the other units' fans, it seems like it was a very surprising outcome to them, too?

The place where we were placed in the qualifying round was also a hell stage full of strong people, huh~?

Yuuta: How can you look at the internet so soon after the disastrous "SS", Aniki?

Hinata: My liver is the same size as Yuuta-kun's. I've said it many times, but it wasn't a bad fight. Rather, it was a nice fight for us.

In fact, we got a new job because of our success! Look, look! A proposal!

Yuuta: A new job...? I'm not really in the mood for this, though...?

Hinata: Pros don't work based on their moods!

Yuuta: That's true... Hm? I haven't opened my "Hold Hands" for a while, so I've never seen this proposal before.

What is this? A request to appear in "Volcano Island"?

Hinata: Yep, yep! You're in shock, aren't ya~? I can't believe we've been asked to be on that show again! I thought it was a mistake in sending the e-mail or something, so I emailed them back!

Yuuta: "Volcano Island" is that stupid show that even though we're a twin idol unit, they only asked one of us to appear in it, right?

Hinata: You're so foul-mouthed! There was a lot going on! It's such a famous show that just having one of us on that show is a prestigious honor, you know~?

Our fan base grew rapidly after appearing on that show, and it was also thanks to that, we were able to get good results on "SS".

You should be grateful they let us perform, Yuuta-kun.

And that also means that we were recognized for our individual abilities, without the rarity as twins backing us up.

In my opinion, it has to be one of the greatest achievements in the history of "2wink".

Yuuta: Hm.... Since they only said that the one appearing on that show was the "older brother Hinata", it seems like you're the only one who got famous in my opinion, though.

Well, I don't really care if it's just you. And I'd rather not let someone else take the credit for it.

But, if us twins have too different opinions of each other, it'd be unbalanced, so this time, let me just play my part as the "younger brother Yuuta".

I'd feel bad if your reputation went down as soon as I appeared on that show though.

Hinata: In that case, I think Yuuta-kun should just be Hinata-kun from now on!

Yuuta: Can you not hand over my existence that casually? And that's basically my point, Aniki.

Hinata: Fufufu. Alsooo... this time it wasn't just me or Yuuta-kun, but both brothers were asked to appear.

And it seems like it's also an apology for only letting one of us appear on the show last time.

Yuuta: It's too late for that now. It's always, always like this, whenever, whoever.

And the fact that this programme was well-received, but they have ignored us until now, but as soon as we made our mark with "SS", they asked us to appear on the show, which is highly suspicious.

And an apology? Do you really think they feel bad? Aren't they just saying that as those random social commentary ways of saying you're sorry?

It's like giving a candy bar to a child who's in a bad mood, you know?

Hinata: I'm totally inflected... If you're feeling unmotivated or unwilling in any way, I'd normally turn down the request, what should I do?

I will always put Yuuta-kun's wishes first, no, I want to, always.

Yuuta: You've been very rebellious lately... Even in "SDS", you were doing things on your own.

But anyway, although I personally don't like the idea, "Volcano Island" is still a very famous show. Not appearing on it is not an option.

Hinata: Riiight~ The "producer" of the show seems to be a big shot, or rather someone who is liked by the big names in the industry.

What if we offend them and they hang us out to dry?

Yuuta: Too many possibilities... Hm, what a pain in the neck, huh?

But, I'd hate to be a good kid now and put on a sparkling smile and say, "It's such an honor to be on this show!".

Even so, I'd like to make them so shocked that they wouldn't be able to say a thing. Every one of them.

Hinata: Oooh~ Yuuta-kun has become a knife-like teenager who hurts everything he touches.

But don't worry, big bro will help Yuuta-kun in every way.

Yuuta: No need, I need to be sharp on my own now.

...Aah, I just thought of a really nice idea ♪

Hey, Aniki. What do you say? It's our one of a kind prank...

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Season: Winter

Translated by machi

#ensemble stars #enstars #2wink #hinata aoi #yuta aoi #yuuta aoi

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