#exes to rivals to lovers I’d like to imagine
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Saw a what-if radioapple where they were exes from twitter and I couldn’t help but immediately draw it whjdjfkwdjjs
They’re so silly and petty I love the idea of them being past exes that just met when Charlie called over Luci ahdjfiekfjkwjd
The creator of this idea is @/Luciminchacco from twitter :D
#hazbin alastor#hazbin hotel#hazbin hotel lucifer#hazbin lucifer#lucifer magne#radioapple#alastor#alastor x lucifer#hazbin fanart#appleradio#exes to rivals to lovers I’d like to imagine#Charlie didn’t know that her dad’s ex was Alastor#the main cast are gonna have a whole soap opera levels of entertainment
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moot game! ship your moots with an idol and give them a trope!
I’m gna do the mutuals i talk to most and know most about… 😭
@hoonvrs + sunghoon from enha: are we shocked cs i’m not!!!! they would def be like golden retriever x black cat ykwim LIKE saints cigs smau but kinda diff LMAOO their love story would definitely have a silly and happy ending and their goofy climax/downfall would be ummmm OOO they promised to play msp each other but the other forgot 😂😂 LMAOO OR ENEMIES TO LOVERS CS SAINT IS ALWAYSSS FIGHTING ON MSP SO SHE WOULD DEF BEEF W SUNGHOON ON MSP 😭😭
@joomiu + mark from nct: my fave ‘canadians’ (inside joke 😂) they would be cute don’t even. their trope would be friends to lovers for sureee. LMAOO remember when saint was trying to make u a tag nat and went “boy to my shirt” (i still laugh at this) That would def be their way of asking each other out “mark would u be the boy to my shirt” BUE no cs if they had a story abt them i would def read it in one sitting ……..silly x silly It’s perfect.
@weoris + dk from svt: as much as i HATE to say it…. they would match pretty well. their vibes r similar and their energy is also the same. they say the most random stuff yet everyone starts dyinggg of laughter (I’m everyone loud and PROUD) their trope would be rivals to lovers w their friends playing matchmake. Like imagine their friends all decide to hangout without each other knowing they’re both gna be there (?) and when they meet up the two r like Um wtf! def became rivals in the stuco i do Not make the rules 🙏
@soov + kai from txt: are we shocked it’s not jungwon?!?!?!?! anyways they’d be like umm classmates to lovers (?) Like they attend the same orchestra lessons (IS THAT EVEN A THING) and js admire each other from afar. LIKE THOSE POETIC AND FORMAL LOVE STORIES AWW and they’re shy when it comes to each other Ooooo hear me out. rei would def be the one to make the first move tho Idk how she’s so bold (i don’t think she is 😭 LMAOO)
@hanniluvi + jake from enha: now this hear me out. academic rivals to lovers okay Okay? one of them is like “okay guys!!! time for my academic comeback” and is going sooo well until the other shows up and ruins their whole streak LOL like that would acc be cute idc what anyone says. Imagine their love story was a smau…. they’d def argue in variables at some point ☠️☠️☠️☠️ Yes soph i’m starting the very very smart soph agenda TRUSTTT ur number one fan 🙏
@flwoie + hyunjae from tbz: OOOOO they remind me of one of my olddd fics where they were strangers to lovers and fell in love at first sight. walking their dogs (sona do u even have one…) and Maybe sona’s dog (i swear u do Not have a dog) starts going ballistic and runs to hyunjae and his dog making her spill her coffee on his shirt!!!!! she’s apologizing like crazy and he’s js saying it’s okay and stuff and they’re both js chatting trying to come to a mutual agreement of how to deal w the incident while their dogs r js playing together. Then after that. they both go home and text their friends like there is NOOO tmrw abt the person they js saw 😂😂😂 their dogs would def be playing matchmaker LMAOO
@jongsie + riwoo from bnd: i feel like riwoo would be HELLA good at arguing w people and so is rae when it comes to fighting me istggg 😒😒😒 so therefore they’d have a lovers to exes to enemies to lovers type trope DANG THAT WAS LONGGG. they’re bickering and shit and when their friends are like “js kiss already gosh” and yes they get flustered and ‘disgusted’ at the thought when in reality they wouldn’t mind doing that….LMAOO! i think me listening to yours by raiden, chanyeol, leehi, and changmo is doing something…
@yenqa + jay from enha: OKAY! final mutual and i’d say their trope would be strangers to lovers and guitarist x pianist like think abt it they’re both musical geniuses who enjoy to play instruments in the abandoned music classroom at their school . They also had many chances to meet each other but were always one step delayed/ahead of one another sooo they never met Until they did!!! and hit it off immediately ykwim??? idk if that made sense but. they would def be greattt friends at first and the time either of them (leaning more towards jay) fall in love is when they watch the other (yen ofc!!!!) play at their school’s festival cs they look amazing and the tune sounds beautiful!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(bye i’m gna write all of these. they were acc such good ideas wth TIME TO MAKE THE SYBOPSIS!!!)
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WICKED'S SUMMER FESTIVAL
A writing event based on summer as its main theme!
Hello! I’m hosting a little writing event to bring some inspiration to those who may want to write something new!
Here's a little FAQ if you aren't familiar with writing events (or at least mine!):
What’s it about?
For a lot of people, summer is almost there! Try to write something with what can be considered a "summer topic." EX.: the beach, a vacation, sundresses, swimsuits, a date in warm and sunny weather and so on.
Are AUs allowed?
Yes! Though of course they aren’t mandatory. Mob AU, Modern AU, Royal AU… whatever fits best the narrative you’re looking to do! Here are a couple I’m able to think of right now:
Coffee shop AU
Flower/tattoo shop AU
College AU
Historical AU
Fairy tale AU
Roommates AU
Dystopian AU
Modern AU
Some more questions you may have…
“Event time?”
From June 1st to August 31st! It’s summer where I live during that time and it made me want to organise a fun challenge for fic writers all around to participate in.
“Can I write about any fandom?”
Of course! I am tagging some fandoms though it is obviously not limited to only these!
“One shot or multiple parts?”
That is up to you and where your imagination takes you! I think the event time is long enough to do multiple parts should you want, but a one shot is already wonderful! You can even do multiple one shots if a couple of subjects interest you!
“SFW or NSFW?”
Both can be done! though not mandatory. You can write the fluffiest fluff, the smuttiest smut, or both at once! Even angst if you feel inspired!
Here’s a list of tropes, situations and even quotes that may inspire you along with the summer theme!
Tropes:
Friends to lovers
Enemies to lovers
mutual pining
rivals
Arranged marriage
crossover
fake relationship
Hanahaki disease
Sex pollen
Fake dating
Situations:
“there is only one bed and neither wants to let the other sleep on the ground”
“now is clearly not the right time to express their feelings but they both feel like they’ll never do it otherwise”
“saw the other in a swimsuit/specific outfit they never wore before and they are currently slowly losing it”
“person A invited B to a festival, fair, crowded event and using it as an excuse to hold their hands as to not lose them in the crowd”
“person B asks to go swimsuit shopping to A and A is feeling blood rush somewhere from person B modeling swimsuits to them”
“There’s a firework show going on but person A is looking a person B instead”
Quotes:
“Gimme a sec I’m not drunk enough to listen to this”
“Take another step, and I can’t be held responsible for my actions”
“After all this do you really think I don’t love you?”
“Look at how far I would go in fear of losing you”
“I thought I lost you”
“Let me show you how much I love you”
“I wasn’t sure which flowers you liked so I got one of everything they had”
“Is there a special reason as to why you’re wearing my shirt?”
“I have a name, and it’s not sweetheart”
“I’ll do it. If you do something for me.”
“Don’t make promises you can’t keep”
“I can’t help it, you’re fun to mess with.”
“If I could, I’d kiss away all your scars”
“prove it.”
“Do I look like I’m messing around? Do I look like I won’t punish you?”
“Show me how much you missed me.”
“What makes you think I’m going to fuck you?”
“Shall we put that mouth to better use?”
I hope this brings you some inspiration! you can use #Wicked's summer festival 2023 and I shall reblog (or at least try to) your fics here!
Taglist: @moonyslove78 @rae-gar-targaryen @papaya-047 @drew-garfi @fallensilencefics @petcr3 @squiddtheekidd @albatrossandivys @mortwig @withahappyrefrain @lilacvine
#wicked's summer festival 2023#here it is !#wicked rambles#i hope everyone enjoys this little challenge!#and also feel free to reblog to share this in your other fandom spaces!#spiderman fanfic#peter parker smut#peter parker fanfic#x reader stories#writing challenge#writing prompts#trigun fanfiction#obey me fanfic
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enhypen as reputation
hi so my prom is tonight and I can’t go because I’m still testing positive for covid so I’m sad BUT I finally finished another one of these! hope you like it :)
jay as ...ready for it
“every love I’ve known in comparison is a failure, I forget their names now, I'm so very tame now, never be the same now”
…ready for it is such an interesting love song 😭 I definitely think it fits him though so hear me out
like obviously this is an album opener so it’s a triumphant start to that but also it’s about the beginning stages of a relationship when it’s clearly right
& boy I think falling in love w jay would feel like this bc I’d probably just think “oh shit. this is happening.”
jungwon as end game
“I don’t wanna be just another ex-love you don’t wanna see, I don’t wanna miss you like the other girls do”
yeah I wanna be jungwon’s end game what can I say 😝 (& so do you…don’t lie 🤨)
this idea of just being ‘one of the exes’ of someone you think is right for you is scary & I do think it’s easy to fumble opportunities like this all the time
especially w someone like jungwon lmfao bc I feel like he’d be completely fine being just friends if he wasn’t that into you so you’d wanna “try” way harder to not screw things up
this song is a healthy way of communicating that feeling ig 😵💫
ni-ki as I did something bad
“they say I did something bad, then why’s it feel so good?”
ni-ki was hard to place because a good chunk of the songs in rep fit him imo
this one is definitely more ✨vibey✨ than thematically chosen LOL ni-ki has not done something bad…unless 😝✌️
like I can imagine him dancing to this song NI-KI PLZ DANCE TO THIS SONG IT FITS YOU SO WELL
also I was going between this song, look what you made me do, & this is why we can’t have nice things for him so lmk what your thoughts are!
heeseung as so it goes...
“& all the pieces fall right into place, getting caught up in a moment, lipstick on your face”
SO lemme start by saying this song is so underappreciated like it’s so good 😩
also it reminds me of when the two main leads in a rivals to lovers tv show finally kiss for the first time in the middle of the night after some unforeseen circumstances 😚 MMMM thats the stuff I live for
I got caught up in that scene for a second BUT yeah I think heeseung’s might have some straight-from-the-movies kisses
okay that’s all I got for an explanation whoops I am still so bad at this
sunghoon as getaway car
“should’ve known I’d be the first to leave, think about the place where you first met me, in a getaway car”
I actually think sunghoon would be the one using YOU as the getaway car driver not vice-versa :/ sorry guys, but no one should have the capability to use park sunghoon like that
…BUT I CAN SEE IT HAPPENING EITHER WAY TBH
I feel like sunghoon would start a relationship even if his heart wasn’t completely in it if it meant he could leave someone who wasn’t treating him right
&& if someone had the AUDACITY to do it to him🙄…I could see him falling love really fast. idk how someone could NOT reciprocate but. I guess anything is possible
sorry if this was hard to understand I’m having a sunghoon moment rn </3
jake as king of my heart
“& all at once, you are the one I have been waiting for, king of my heart, body & soul”
oh I can go ON & ON ABOUT THIS ONE it was so easy
jake probably can afford range rovers and jaguars BUT THAT DOESN’T MATTER because I could quote so many lyrics that I could vividly imagine experiencing with him 💘
like this whole change of mentality from saying “I’m better off being alone” to “is this the end of all the endings?” IS SOMETHING I THINK JAKE COULD BRING TO THE TABLE (& it is so romantic too omfg I love this song)
also imagine drinking on the roof w him while you have a massive crush on him. I CAN’T IT IS JUST SO CUTE
sunoo as call it what you want
“all the drama queens taking swings, all the jokers dressing up as kings, they fade to nothing when I look at him”
the whole idea of not worrying about everything collapsing around you because you have your person is just…so so so romantic
I actually think a relationship with him would benefit from being private??
or if it isn’t better it’s just as healthy bc sunoo strikes me as being really good at communication and I don’t think he really needs anyone’s approval in this type of thing <3
side note sunoo would be a great boyfriend imo & like he def knows what to say when
oh & I know *I* would gladly wear his initial around my neck :)
txt version ☆ red version ☆ masterlist
#hoes4hoseok#lee heeseung#heeseung#park jongseong#jay enhypen#jake sim#jake enhypen#park sunghoon#sunghoon#kim sunoo#sunoo#yang jungwon#jungwon#nishimura riki#ni ki#enhypen reactions#enhypen imagines#enhypen fluff#kpop imagines#enhypen
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Recognize her?
Probably not. This is Leah Myers, one of the OG sidelined black female LIs. From #LoveHacks. In 2016. She had an interesting storyline. Older sister to a fiery 14-year-old, psychologically abused by her ex-girlfriend, trying to scrape by as a writer. First appearance in Chapter 9 of the first book. Sidelined in favour of Mark and Ben. Granted, Ben wasn’t introduced until Chapter 11, but he was more prominent in the story, when he and Mark were jealous over MC. Sound familiar?
Recognize her?
Probably not. I don’t blame you, Home for the Holidays (2017) is the OG shitty romance book and I speed-tapped through it too. Holly Wright, another childhood friend. Another writer. Sidelined in favour of Nick and Wyatt, and what makes matters even worse is that Nick wouldn’t even give her manuscript a chance because, to quote the Wiki, “it doesn’t deserve to be published”. Is literally gifted a flashlight from MC if you didn’t pay for her premium gift. Was given the most stereotypical Christmassy name in the book. Done hella dirty, even for HftH.
Recognize her?
Maybe, if you played Wishful Thinking back in 2019. I don’t even know if you’d classify Ellen Thompson as an LI, as she only got actual “relationship development” if you call it that in Chapter 12. The book had 14 chapters. She had an interesting backstory, with abrasiveness stemming from insecurity and not being good enough for her family. Could’ve been an interesting rivals-to-lovers subplot if given time to develop. But nope. Shove her route 2 chapters before the end and call it a day.
Recognize her?
Perhaps. She’s Vera Reimonenq from Nightbound, also from 2019 (moment of silence for the lost potential). While the other 3 LIs also had compelling backstories, I thought hers was the coolest. Nightbound was heavily advertised as a Nik-focused story, but relatively, she did have more development than the others on this list. Still, it could’ve been better. Mysterious gloved stranger, Lady Smoke’s daughter, kickass fighter, despite appearing outwardly calm. What’s not to love?
Recognize her?
You most definitely should. If you don’t, why? She’s been sidelined so hard, treated as the ultimate walking wardrobe (I’d say she even surpasses Shreya Mistry for this title), and not to mention the victim of a racially-motivated hate crime shrouded as a “human sacrifice”, as if this somehow made it better. Was given a racial profiling criminal backstory for no reason other than for PB’s “exploring racism” propaganda. In 2020. Twenty-fucking-twenty. Four years after release. Despite being a group of pixels, deserves the world and nothing less, and sure as hell did not deserve the treatment she received in Queen B. With a black female lead writer? Not at all.
~~~
Is there something in common with these characters? Of course. You’d have to be blind not to see it. They’re black. They’re female. They’re sidelined. They’re treated like absolute shit in comparison to the other LIs. This has been happening since the very beginning, meaning PB had 4 years to fix what could’ve been done in a matter of moments. And these are just the women. Griffin Langley, Shane Parker, Syphax, to name a few. I’m sure there are plenty others that I haven’t mentioned. Race-customizable characters are primarily written for the white audience (see: brushed aside a loose strand of my hair, when black male MCs have no loose hair??? And plenty of times, hairstyles don’t even match the sprite’s head).
So don’t you fucking dare come at the black players in this community or don’t you fucking dare try and defend PB saying “there’s no racism” or “PB has black representation”. I cannot speak for the black community personally because I am not black, but I cannot begin to imagine what you’re all feeling seeing this as your representation, because it’s not representation. If this doesn’t make you angry, it should.
Racists shut the fuck up challenge.
#playchoices#choices stories you play#queen b#my two first loves#the nanny affair#open heart#the royal heir#zoey wade#witness a bodyguard romance
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Raise the Barre (Ch. 7)
Author: kpopfanfictrash
Pairing: Jimin / Reader
Rating: 18+ (Eventual Smut)
Genre: Enemies to Lovers / Dance Academy!AU
Warnings: mention of vomit, intense physical training, blood blisters
Word Count: 6,829
Summary: You and Park Jimin have been rivals for as long as you’ve known one another; ever since he tripped you in the front row of your first dance convention. When you graduate from high school and enter Russet Ballet Academy, you tell yourself you’re leaving all past quarrels behind. The main problem with this though, is that your past seems determined not to leave you alone.
Worse still, the obstacles you face while out in the real world might prove more challenging than anything your enemy has to offer.
Fifteen minutes later, Jimin pulled to a stop at the edge of the curb.
Stepping from the sidewalk, you hastened to the passenger side and opened the door. Your wait had mostly been uneventful, but you hated standing alone in the dark for any longer than necessary. Sliding into the passenger seat, you pulled the door shut and turned sideways to face him.
“Thanks,” you exhaled, seeing him for the first time tonight.
Jimin looked sleepy, as though your call had woken him up – which it probably had, since it was near 1:30 AM. Yesterday when you spoke, Jimin had said he planned on going to bed early. He was dressed in what Noelle would’ve called a groutfit – grey sweats, grey hoodie and silver-framed glasses. You blinked at these, not having realized Jimin wore contacts.
“No problem.” Jimin stifled a yawn. “Seat belt.”
“Huh?”
“Put on your seat belt.” He nodded at the strap by your side.
“Oh – right.” Hastily, you pulled this across your chest. “Thanks.”
Silence fell as you did, the awkwardness increasing with each passing second. Usually, you were better about things like car safety, but everything about this moment felt surreal. Jimin had given you his number barely twenty-four hours prior – you highly doubted this was what he had in mind when he said he’d call.
“I’m sorry,” you blurted, unsure what to do.
Jimin’s lips twitched. “It’s fine, Y/N.”
Glancing his way, you found Jimin’s profile dimly lit by the streetlights. He sat spread-legged in the driver’s seat; one hand placed casually on the shift. When he caught you looking, Jimin arched a brow and shifted the car into drive.
Pulling from the curb, he merged into traffic headed away from the club. As the bright lights of Excelsior disappeared into the rearview mirror, the cars on the road became few and far between. You drove in silence, city lights striping Jimin’s profile in black and white.
Finally, he cleared his throat. “Is everything okay?” Jimin asked, too casual to be normal.
It took you a moment to answer.
Usually, you would’ve responded yes even if it weren’t the case, since no one truly wanted to hear about your problems. Asking someone how are you? in the city was the same as a nod hello. It wasn’t genuine interest in another person’s well-being.
Tonight though, your usual responses caught in your throat. Tonight, you felt tired, frayed and dangerously thin at the seams.
Everything was not okay, and you weren’t sure how to say otherwise. Your usual walls had been torn, leaving you with this sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach. Your fight with Finn had been a big one, even worse than the argument a few weeks ago.
Still, Jimin was a newer friend to you – if you could even call him that. It wasn’t fair to unload all your problems on him. Especially at such a late hour and especially not when he was the one doing you a favor.
“Yeah,” you said at last. “Everything’s fine.”
Jimin paused, as though he knew this to be bullshit.
“Let me rephrase,” he said, shifting in his seat. “Anyone’s ass I should kick?”
You laughed a little, surprised by his threat. “No, no,” you said, shaking your head. “Nothing like that.”
“Good.” Jimin’s smile faded. “So, what happened then? How’d you get stranded?”
He didn’t ask why you called him, but the implication was clear in his voice. Honestly, it was a question you had no good answer to. All you knew was when you were standing on the curb, staring at your phone and wondering who to call, Jimin was one of the first people to pop into your mind.
“I was out with my boyfriend,” you sighed. “I said I’d go to the club with him and his friends, but it got late and we have class tomorrow, so I told Finn I wanted to leave. He… didn’t.” Pausing, you swallowed. “I ended up leaving, but I didn’t realize the trains had stopped running. Uber surcharge was ridiculous, too.”
“Oh.” Jimin’s grip on the wheel tightened.
“Anyways.” You slouched lower in his seat. “You’re the only person I know with a car, so…”
“Ah. Right.”
Curious, you glanced sideways. Although Jimin was responding in one-word answers, they seemed somehow loaded, as though they contained hidden meaning. Even his profile seemed cautious, full of a tension you couldn’t quite place.
Jimin frowned. “Your boyfriend just… let you leave like that?”
“He didn’t let me,” you said as you straightened. “I can make my own decisions, Park.”
“I know, I just…”
“You just what, Park? Spit it out.”
“I don’t know.” Jimin shrugged. “It just seems kind of cold. That’s all.”
“Yeah, well.” Truth be told, it seemed cold to you, too. “I’m not exactly… thrilled with the situation, either. He turned off his phone,” you muttered, turning to face the window.
In the reflection, you saw Jimin grimace.
“Sorry,” he said quietly.
“What for?”
“That just sucks, that’s all.”
“Yeah. It does suck.”
Jimin made an indiscernible noise of agreement before lapsing into silence.
It was strange to be in a car with him at this late an hour; oddly intimate for a multitude of reasons you pushed aside.
The last time you’d seen Jimin dressed so casually had been when you walked in on him with Sabrina. It had been nearly a month since then, but you hadn’t heard any gossip of them being together on campus.
Maybe this was something you could’ve asked Jimin, but it wasn’t like you had that type of relationship. Sure, you were ballet partners and sure, you’d been getting along lately, but you didn’t usually interact outside of class. Yet another line you’d crossed by calling Jimin tonight.
Thus far, you’d mostly managed to keep Finn and Russet separate. Noelle had met Finn a couple of times – you’d gone to dinner once and gotten coffee together another time, but otherwise, nothing. Finn wouldn’t have wanted to come to one of your Grace Hall rom-com marathons or take a pilates class on Sunday morning.
Mixing personal life and dance felt strange to you, as though two separate halves of yourself were colliding. It was odd to see Jimin outside of Russet’s walls. He seemed more at ease in his car, like the lines of him had blurred more from dancer to person.
Something about the nighttime made things seem fuzzier. Tired from the day and just beginning to thaw from the cold, you found your lips and mind looser than usual.
“Don’t take this the wrong way,” Jimin said, interrupting the silence. “But I didn’t even know you had a boyfriend.”
With a humorless sort of laugh, you turned to face him. “Yeah, well. I do.”
“Huh.”
Hearing his skepticism, you insisted, “I do!”
“I believe you!” Jimin chuckled. He paused. “Is it new, then? I don’t remember anyone coming to watch your dance competitions in high school.”
Warmth spread through your body, realizing Jimin must’ve kept tabs. He’d watched you at dance competitions. He knew your usual crowd of supporters.
“Finn isn’t new,” you said slowly. “He just didn’t come to a lot of competitions. They got repetitive, you know? Lots of waiting around for three minutes of watching me dance.”
“I guess.” Jimin shrugged. “I used to go to my ex’s tennis tournaments all the time, though. That was the same thing, except no AC.”
“Right,” you laughed. “You’re right, at least our competitions had air conditioning.”
Jimin turned on his blinker to switch lanes. Pulling onto a side street, he glanced in the rearview mirror. Another moment passed, and then –
“We broke up before college.”
Surprised, you glanced in his direction. “Oh. Okay.”
You stared at his profile, wondering if you were supposed to say something more. You could think of many questions to ask, but they didn’t seem appropriate coming from you. You hadn’t realized Jimin was dating someone in high school – although, come to think of it, you did seem to remember a blonde girl cheering for him in the audience at Applause Dance Competition.
“It seemed like time,” Jimin continued quietly. “She went to a school across the country and we just never assumed we’d stay together. That sounds bad,” he said with a half-laugh. “I kind of figured though, if we were meant to be, we’d figure it out. The fact that we didn’t try spoke volumes.”
“That makes sense. Honestly,” you said with a sigh. “I don’t know what I would’ve done if me and Finn had been long distance.”
As soon as the words left your lips, you blinked. The statement hung before you in mid-air, forcing you to consider it for the first time.
This wasn’t something you’d allowed yourself to imagine before; what would’ve happened if you’d gone to a different school. Going to college so close to Finn had just seemed like a sign. You didn’t have the college break-up talk because you’d simply assumed you didn’t need to.
“Yeah.” Jimin sighed. “It’s hard, right? Everything is changing so quickly. You want things to stay the same, but isn’t that what we’re supposed to do? Change. Grow. I don’t know.” He shook his head. “Everyone keeps telling me change isn’t a bad thing.”
“Sure seems like it, sometimes,” you said softly.
Jimin nodded. After a moment, he reached out for the stereo. A familiar song filled his car and something uncertain unfurled in your stomach. You weren’t sure what you were even talking about anymore – change was a dangerous topic without Finn around.
When the chorus of the song kicked in, you smiled.
“I love this song,” you said, turning to Jimin. “I almost choreographed my solo to it senior year.”
“Really?” Jimin glanced at you in surprise. “Same.”
“No way!” you laughed. “Wow – that would’ve been awkward. Imagine if we’d both had the same solo.”
“It would’ve made us even more competitive.”
“Not possible.”
“You’re probably right.” Jimin smiled. “We were really at each other’s throats for a while, weren’t we?”
“Yeah, we were.”
Settling back in your seat, you couldn’t help but frown.
Something about this statement bothered you, although you couldn’t put a finger on what. Maybe it was what Jimin had said yesterday about your mutual competition pushing each other forward. Maybe it had something to do with that night in Danley Hall, when Jimin stopped by and said he loved watching you dance.
If you really stopped and thought about it, Jimin was the sole constant in your dancing career. Every year, at every dance competition, you’d make sure you were available to watch Jimin’s solo. You told yourself this was because he was your competition but really, you just loved watching him dance.
You could remember the cool air of the theatre as you snuck in, sinking into a plush, velvet chair and hoping you wouldn’t be seen. You’d loved watching Jimin near the front, close enough to see his facial expressions but not close enough to be seen from the stage.
If your solos were close to one another in timing, you tended to watch Jimin from the wings. This had been a different kind of intimacy, hidden behind the first leg while you watched him dance. Lights dim, you recalled Jimin’s silhouette while he would walk to center. The opening notes of his music would sound, and you’d stifle a shiver while you watched him, entranced.
As it turned out, Jimin had been watching your solos as well, but you hadn’t known this for some time. Not until he’d told you the other night.
Suddenly, you turned in your seat. “You know I think you’re talented, right?” you blurted. “There was a reason I was always trying to beat you.”
Jimin’s brows shot up so high, they nearly met his hairline.
“I – uh, no,” he said. “You’ve never said that to me before. In fact, you kind of said the opposite. You told me the only reason I won was because I’m a guy.”
Hearing your words thrown back in your face, heat began to creep up your neck.
“Listen, about that –”
“I’m kidding.” Jimin shot you a smile. “It’s fine, Y/N.”
“I – okay.”
“Look, I know men have an advantage in the dance world.” Returning his gaze to the road, Jimin’s smile disappeared. “I’m not dumb. I know we have higher centers of gravity, and all that. It’s just… you’re also talented, Y/N. People love to watch you dance, myself included. Don’t sell yourself short.”
Staring at him over the console, you felt oddly moved by this speech.
It was strange; many people in your life had called you talented. Your parents, your teachers and Finn, of course. Each of those compliments had meant something to you, but this one felt different. It felt different coming from Jimin – more important, somehow.
Maybe it was because you admired him most of all. The realization didn’t shock you as much as it probably should’ve.
“Thanks,” you said quietly.
Jimin nodded, continuing to scan the road. His car was clean, you realized as you glanced around. There were no water bottles on the floor, no napkins hastily stuffed into the glove compartment. The only sign of being lived-in was a keychain dangling over the dashboard; a small, plastic photo frame with two people inside.
“My parents,” Jimin explained, noticing where you looked.
“Oh,” you said, bending a bit closer. “They look nice.”
He laughed, unable to help it. “I’ve always thought so. My dad is the one who encouraged me to be a dancer, actually.”
“Really?”
“Yeah.” Fondly, Jimin smiled. “He’s always loved music. When I was a baby, he loved to hold me and jump around the living room to songs on the radio. My mom has tons of videos of it.”
You smiled at the image. “That sounds adorable.”
“And embarrassing. My dad’s not that great a dancer.”
Without meaning to, you snorted.
Hearing this, Jimin’s smile widened. “When I started memorizing all the dances I saw on TV, my dad convinced my mom to put me in classes. Things kind of spiraled from there.”
“That’s nice,” you said, settling down in his seat. “My parents have always been my biggest supporters, too.”
Jimin nodded, about to respond but then a blast of AC hit you and you shivered. You’d nearly forgotten what you were wearing – or more accurately, what you weren’t wearing. The thin tank top you had on did little to hide the bare skin underneath.
Jimin’s gaze darted sideways. “Are you cold?” he asked, reaching out for the heat. “You can have my hoodie in the backseat, if you want.”
“Oh. No, that’s okay.” Hastily, you untied your cardigan from around your waist. “I have this,” you said, sliding both arms into the sleeves. “Completely forgot about it.”
Silently, Jimin nodded – and then his lips twitched.
“What?” you demanded.
“Nothing!” He shook his head, fighting to keep his face even. “It’s just… you wore a cardigan out to the club?”
Glancing down, you felt your cheeks begin to heat again. “Yes,” you said, somewhat defensive as you looked up. “What’s wrong with it?”
“Oh, nothing, nothing. It’s just, you know.” He paused. “My grandma has that sweater.”
“Well, your grandma sounds like a cool lady.”
“Without a doubt,” Jimin assured. “Not much of a clubber, though.”
Leaning your head to the window, you smiled. “That makes two of us then.”
You knew the city well enough by now to recognize you were only a few blocks from Grace Hall. Somehow, you found yourself not wanting the car ride to end. Talking to Jimin outside of dance practice was nice – even fun, you realized with some surprise.
It was a shame it’d taken you so long to recognize this.
“Seriously, though.” Jimin laughed. “Clubs can be a good time! There’s dancing, there’s music… rumor has it you like dancing.”
“Not that kind of dancing,” you sighed. “That kind of dancing is just a dry version of a lap dance for people who don’t know what to do with their hips.”
Jimin hid behind a smile. “Ouch, on behalf of your boyfriend.”
“Oh!” Straightening, you glanced at him in alarm. “That’s not – I didn’t mean…”
Stricken, you realized the obviousness of what you had said. Forget about your face heating, your entire body felt like an inferno. You had just told Jimin, in so many words, that Finn didn’t know what to do with his hips.
Jimin waved this admission aside. “Don’t worry about it, Y/N. I’ll forget what I heard the instant I get home. Up until tonight, I didn’t know the guy existed, right?”
“Right,” you agreed, settling back in your seat.
Rather than reassure you, this only gave you further pause.
It didn’t seem possible Jimin hadn’t known about Finn. Racking your brains, you tried to think of a time they would’ve crossed paths – only to come up short. Finn hadn’t ever stopped by the studio to pick you up, he hadn’t ever come to mutual hangouts with your Russet friends. Admittedly, Jimin had only recently started attending the same ones as you, but it still seemed unthinkable.
You and Finn had been dating for over two years. Finn’s name should have come up at some point and yet, it hadn’t.
Before you could respond, Jimin pulled to a stop outside your dorm. Glancing over the console, he smiled and again, you were struck by the image.
With his grey sweats, mussed hair and those glasses – you swallowed. It was a side of Jimin you hadn’t seen and something about the visual made your stomach lurch. Before you could launch into full-blown panic, Jimin raised a brow.
“Here you are,” he said with a grandiose wave. “Home sweet home.”
Glancing past him, you took in the steps of Grace Hall.
“Thanks,” you said, pushing open the door. Before exiting the car, you paused and looking over your shoulder. “Seriously, Jimin, thank you. I don’t know how I would’ve gotten home without you.”
In the darkness, you saw his expression soften.
“Anytime,” Jimin said.
You could tell he meant it. There was something to his gaze which made you nod. Jimin wasn’t the type to mince words or say things he didn’t mean. Just like when he said he loved your dancing, you knew Jimin was telling the truth. When he said anytime, he meant it.
Nodding, you resumed exiting the car. Waving goodbye, you stood on the curb until he was out of sight.
Once Jimin disappeared, you sighed and turned towards the building. Grace Hall was silent this late at night – it was nearly 2:00 AM and again, you were thankful Jimin had answered his phone. As you let yourself in and climbed the steps to your room, your thoughts began to race with all the what-ifs.
What-if Jimin hadn’t answered, what-if you’d had to walk home alone, or walk to find a cab. Pressing your eyes shut, you shooed these thoughts away. None of that had actually happened, so it wasn’t worth worrying about.
As soon as you got upstairs, you stepped in the shower – the stickiness of that girl’s drink continued to linger on your skin. After changing into fresh pajamas and brushing your teeth, you wearily climbed into bed. The last thing you did before falling asleep was call Finn again in case he’d returned home.
His phone went straight to voicemail though and, with a sinking stomach, you rolled over in bed and turned off the light.
After sleeping until the last possible moment, you managed to roll yourself out of bed around seven the next morning. This only left fifteen minutes before you needed to leave and even then, you felt like a zombie as you rushed out the door.
Grabbing coffee at the place down the street, you and Noelle entered class with barely ten minutes to spare. Jimin was already present but he was talking to Louis, so you stuck to your side and didn’t interrupt. You wanted to thank him again for his help, but all this flew out the window when a familiar woman followed Mr. Vlad into the classroom.
“Class.” Mr. Vlad set his things down by the window. “You remember Anna Hodelle, I presume – principal dancer at the New York City Ballet. She’s in town for a different master class and has graciously agreed to lead ballet this morning.”
The news was simultaneously exciting and nerve-wracking. Anna had taught a master class several weeks prior which left you sore for days following. Her classes were exciting though, and she was Anna Hodelle, one of the youngest principal dancers for the New York City Ballet in at least forty years – so there was that.
Her introduction didn’t require any response. Scrambling into place at the barre, the class waited while Anna shed her warm-ups and Mr. Vlad left the room. As soon as the music began, you found yourself grateful you hadn’t drunk the night prior.
Similar to her last master class, you found Miss Anna relentless in her pursuit of perfection. Her expectations were high and as a result, everyone gave their best effort – and then some. By the time you broke for water, no less than three students had already run for the bathroom.
It wasn’t pretty, but vomiting was something which happened with dance. Class could be such a grueling workout that occasionally, younger students pushed themselves past their limits. If you ate a big meal before practice, it was increasingly likely you might throw it up after.
You could count on two hands the number of times this had happened to you in high school. There had been some days you practiced so hard, sweat ran down your forehead and blinded your vision. On other days, the floor was so slippery, your bare feet couldn’t grasp the floorboards. Dance, despite being hailed for grace and glamour, tended to be exactly the opposite.
One of your teachers used to say you weren’t using your muscles if they weren’t shaking by the end. Ballerinas were seen as delicate, but this couldn’t be further from the truth. Ballet only looked effortless – this was a carefully cultivated image for the audience. At all times, all muscles in a ballerina’s body were engaged, yet even when sweat dripped down her brow, she had to smile.
You’d seen dancers finish their combination, give a sweeping bow, walk gracefully offstage and vomit into the nearest trash can. Everything was for show, everything was for the audience – one of your favorite parts about dance was knowing the brutal behind-the-scenes effort everything took. It made you appreciate the final product all the more.
By the end of class you were exhausted but happy, wiping sweat from your brow while you applauded the teacher. After Anna’s dismissal, you immediately exhaled and trudged towards your bag. Noelle chattered on about a TV show you were watching, reminding you to catch up before Monday.
As you picked up your bag, you felt its front pocket vibrate. Fishing inside for your phone, you pulled this out and felt your eyes widen.
Five missed calls and eight missed texts. Once you opened your phone, you saw they were all from Finn.
Finn: hey [8:18 AM]
Finn: Y/N, I’m so sorry [8:19 AM]
Finn: I don’t know if you’re ignoring me because you’re angry, or if you’re in class right now [8:25 AM]
Finn: you’re probably in class [8:30 AM]
Finn: if you’re not though, please call me back [8:31 AM]
Finn: fuck [9:01 AM]
Finn: I was such an ass last night, Y/N. I’m sorry [9:03 AM]
Finn: … please call me [9:35 AM]
With each text you read, you felt your heart sink. Up until this point, you’d gotten through class by pretending last night hadn’t happened. Now though, you were forced to remember every detail of the night prior.
Finn had left you at the club.
He’d stormed away from your fight, turned off his phone and left you alone. Each time you remembered the night, your fury only grew. This morning when you woke, you’d still been pissed off – even more so, when you turned on your phone and saw zero texts from Finn.
Had your roles been reversed, you never would’ve done the same to him. Sure, it had been a bad fight but who did that? Just took off in the middle of a conversation and shut everything down. The worst part was him turning off his phone. As soon as things didn’t go as planned, Finn simply washed his hands of you.
That was what hurt most of all, the shame burrowing deep into the crevices of your heart.
Beneath everything was a strange twinge of guilt at having called Jimin to pick you up. This was easily brushed aside, though – Finn had left you stranded. If anyone had a right to be mad here, it was you.
“Y/N? You okay?”
Noelle’s voice pulled you from your reverie. Blinking, you lowered your phone and realized you were alone. The rest of the room had cleared out after class – this probably wasn’t the first time Noelle had said your name.
“Shit, sorry!” Hastily, you shoved your phone in your bag. “Yeah… yeah, everything’s fine.”
Noelle gave you a look. “Really?”
After a moment, you sighed. “No,” you said, turning to walk towards the door. “Why pretend? It’s Finn.”
Following you from the classroom, Noelle fell into step alongside you.
“He’s not hurt, is he?” she said carefully.
“Unfortunately, not.”
Noelle snorted. “Okay, so he’s in the doghouse.”
“Yep.”
“Want to talk about it?”
At the top of the stairs, you paused. “Finn and I got in a fight last night,” you admitted. “He wanted to stay at the club, and I wanted to go home – so he told me to leave. I did, but then I realized I had no way to get there.”
Noelle’s mouth dropped. “Are you fucking kidding me? He just… left you there? Wow. The next time I see your ‘boyfriend,’ I’m going to – wait,” she said, pulling up short. “How did you get home, then?”
“I – uh, well… Jimin picked me up.”
Noelle stared at you a moment longer. “Huh. Didn’t expect that.”
“Neither did I,” you said, beginning to walk down the stairs. “Finn turned his cell phone off, so I couldn’t get ahold of him and by then, the trains stopped running. Uber was surging and Jimin is the only person I know with a car, so…”
“Ah, gotcha. That makes sense.” Noelle nodded. “Nice of him to come get you.”
“Yeah, it was nice. Anyways, Finn’s been texting me all morning.”
“Oh!” Noelle groaned. “That was your phone! I kept hearing something vibrating while I was waiting to go across the floor.”
“Yep, that was him,” you said glumly. “Apparently he’s sorry.”
“Of course, he is.”
“He said he was an ass last night.”
“Of course, he did.”
“… I’m still pissed at him.”
“Of course, you are!” Noelle cried, slinging an arm around your shoulder. “Listen, tell him you got home alright – not that he deserves that much, mind you – but you need some time to cool off. He can wait until you’re ready to talk, right?”
Nodding, you saw sense in what she was saying. “You’re right.”
Despite Noelle making sense though, part of you didn’t want to wait.
Part of you wanted to call Finn back right now and give him a piece of your mind, but you knew if you did that, things wouldn’t end well. He deserved to be cussed out, but you were completely exhausted. The idea of fighting with your boyfriend left you feeling drained.
Noelle was right – Finn could wait until you were ready to talk, whenever that was.
Pulling out your phone a second time, you texted Finn you were safe and that you’d talk when you were ready. Once he responded okay, you shoved your phone in your pocket.
Noelle looked sympathetically on. “Why don’t we have a girl’s night?” she said, arm back around your shoulder. “We can invite Irene and Ari and just watch dumb movies and eat brownie batter in fancy lingerie. You know, like every guy’s sleepover porn fantasy.”
You couldn’t help it, you laughed. “Sounds like a plan,” you said with a grin. “God, what would I do without you?”
“Be super bored, probably.”
You snorted, but the thought stuck in your mind as you left the building. It really would be awful without Noelle by your side. Without meaning to, your thoughts strayed to Sabrina. Aside from Katie and Allison, you had no idea who she hung out with.
It had to be lonely for someone like her. Russet was intense enough without a support system. You quickly pushed these feelings aside – even if Sabrina was lonely, she had no one to blame but herself. You’d offered the olive branch enough times by now to know when to stop.
“I guess only one question remains,” you said slowly.
Noelle glanced your way. “Oh, yeah? What?”
“How dumb are the dumb movies we’re watching? Like, From Justin to Kelly dumb – where it’s a guilty pleasure? Or, more like The Kissing Booth dumb – where things are just bad dumb.”
“Why choose?” Noelle shrugged. “Let’s do both!”
“Deal!”
As you climbed the steps to Grace Hall, you continued to ignore Finn’s texts in your bag. He could wait until tomorrow, at least. After what he put you through, a single night of not knowing what you were thinking seemed appropriate.
When you finally gave in and called Finn the next day, you weren’t sure what you were hoping for. Finn had already texted his apology, so at least he knew he’d been in the wrong. As to what degree he was aware, you didn’t know, but you got a fairly good idea once he picked up the phone.
Short answer: very wrong.
“Y/N, I’m sorry,” Finn blurted, as though afraid you might cut him off. “I was such an ass to you Friday night. I – I don’t even know what to say. I don’t even know where to start. I fucked up so bad, Y/N and I’m sorry.”
Silence followed this outburst as you frowned, leaning back on the bed.
Noelle had graciously left the room to study at the coffee shop on the corner. Secretly, you knew this was mostly to flirt with the barista, Namjoon, but you couldn’t begrudge her for that. Namjoon did have the most adorable dimples you’d ever seen.
Focusing your thoughts on Finn, you played with a stray thread of your sheets. “I mean… that’s a good start, I guess,” you muttered. “But what are you really sorry for, Finn?”
His sigh was soft. “Everything.”
“Specifics would be good.”
“I was drunk,” he exhaled. “That’s not an excuse, but… I honestly don’t remember everything that I said to you. I remember the gist of it though, and I know it was terrible. I know you didn’t deserve it.”
You remained silent, even though you agreed with him.
“I wanted to stay out,” he continued. “That doesn’t really matter, though. I was a dick. I was stubborn and angry, and I took that out on you. You’re the last person I would ever want to hurt, and I just… I left you. Something could’ve happened to you. God, if something had happened, Y/N…”
Finn trailed off and you heard his voice crack but forced yourself to stay silent. Hearing him break was hard, but you reminded yourself what you’d felt Friday night – all the anger and terror when he completely disappeared.
This memory hardened you enough not to melt at his apology.
“Yeah, well,” you said tightly. “You’re right – something could’ve happened. The trains weren’t running and Uber was crazy expensive. I couldn’t get back in the club. I ended up waiting outside for nearly twenty minutes before someone came to pick me up.”
“Fuck.” Finn sounded strangled. “Fuck… Y/N, I’m sorry…”
In your mind, you envisioned him shoving a hand through his hair. Finn did that when he was stressed or upset and right now, he sounded a little of both.
“Yeah.”
He was quiet for a moment. “Who picked you up?”
Immediately, you stiffened. “Do you seriously think you deserve an answer to that?”
“No, no, I – you’re right, it doesn’t matter. Thank them for me, okay?”
You remained silent and again, Finn sighed.
“Are you… are we going to be okay?”
It was a loaded question. Closing your eyes, you leaned your head to the wall. In all honesty, you didn’t know the answer to that.
On the one hand, you loved Finn. That hadn’t changed. On the other hand, it was becoming more and more apparent your problems weren’t going away. It would be foolish to pretend otherwise – but all couples had problems, didn’t they?
In the back of your mind, you couldn’t help but think a break-up should be more obvious than this. A break-up should be something big, something irreversible. You were beginning to wonder though, at what point were problems considered insurmountable. Everything about this seemed grey and right now, you really needed black and white answers.
Both your lives were changing, as Jimin had said. Freshman year was a cacophony of change; in order to succeed, you and Finn needed to learn to grow with each other. Hiccups were to be expected, bumps in the road were to be expected, but if you wanted to stay together, you needed to learn how to fight for this relationship.
“I think so,” you said, opening your eyes. “I think we’ll be okay. I just… Finn, you really hurt me that night.”
“I know.”
“It can’t happen again.”
“It won’t.”
“You know… I want to spend time with you, right?”
“I… do.”
He paused for longer than you would’ve liked, but you brushed past it. “I know you like going to clubs and all that,” you said. “But that’s not really me. Maybe next time we can do something different. Something a little more low-key.”
“Yeah.” Finn chuckled. “That sounds nice, honestly.”
“Good.”
“At least my friends really liked you.”
Taken aback, you snorted. “Oh, come on, Finn. I was barely there.”
“I’m being serious! Ben told me he thinks you’re funny.”
“Ben,” you groaned. “Has all the humor of a wet sock.”
Finn laughed and this time, it sounded like him. His laugh had been watery before, a restrained version but now, his true mirth broke free. As soon as the sound hit your ears, you began to relax. Truthfully, you hadn’t been sure things would be okay until then. Hearing him laugh, you knew Finn meant it. He wanted this, too.
“You’re right,” he agreed. “Ben sucks, but at least he has the taste to know that you don’t. Next time, we’ll do something more fun.”
“Next time,” you agreed.
“Next time.”
Despite your conversation having gone as well as it possibly could’ve, uncertainty continued to linger in the back of your mind.
You spent Sunday evening watching TV, but still slept restlessly before your class the next morning. Mr. Vlad’s ballet was definitely not one you wanted to arrive at ill-rested, but Monday you showed up with bags under your eyes.
You tried to push all negative thoughts from mind while warming up at the barre. By the time class broke for water, you were feeling marginally better. Ballet was soothing that way. The repetitiveness of barre helped to put things in perspective. Your ankle had almost completely healed by this point and now, two weeks after the fall, your technique had finally begun to improve.
No longer were you the last one to catch onto combinations and Mr. Vlad only yelled once about your turnout at barre. This was a marked improvement from the start of the year and although you still were far from the top, you felt relatively good about your standing. You had a feeling once you and Jimin began to practice, the moves would come even easier.
The first combination at center was a slow adagio. It wasn’t particularly difficult aside from a lift in the middle, but despite the familiarity of the moves, Jimin was being oddly hesitant.
Mr. Vlad showed the combination with his dance assistant, Mina. After they demonstrated a particularly difficult lift, they gave everyone time to practice – which, in your and Jimin’s case, turned out to be necessary.
“Ladies, pique to arabesque!” Mr. Vlad called from the front. “Lift your leg higher and – the man lifts! He walks you in a promenade. Then you’re lowered, exhale – and bourrée!”
Brian immediately raised his hand for help, so Mr. Vlad left to assist in his corner. The lift was proving itself to be tricky – it required most of your weight balanced against Jimin’s side while he gripped your thigh, lifting you up.
You and Jimin began to practice, but no matter what you did, nothing seemed to be working. After the fourth failed attempt where Jimin nearly dropped you on your ass, you shakily landed and whirled around.
“Alright,” you said, both hands on your hips. “What’s going on?”
Jimin’s eyes widened. “What do you mean?”
“I mean, how’re you supposed to lift me if you’re barely touching me? Look at Sabrina and Paulo!” you said, gesturing in their direction. “He’s got his whole fucking hand under her leg!”
Jimin’s cheeks turned red. “I – uh, right. Yeah. Let’s try it again.”
Staring at him another moment, you nodded and returned to your spot. Jimin settled into fifth position, jaw clenched and looking as though he were in pain. You stared at him in the mirror, considering calling him out before thinking better of it.
Taking a deep breath, you piqued into arabesque. Leaning your weight to Jimin, he reached again for your thigh – only to falter, leaving you hanging.
“Jimin!” you half-laughed as you slipped down his leg.
“I’m sorry!” Jimin blurted, stepping away. Looking thoroughly distraught, he shoved both hands through his hair. “It’s just… well, I…”
“It’s just what?”
“You have a boyfriend,” he said, a bit pained.
In response to this, both your eyebrows shot up. That had not been the answer you’d expected.
“I… okay?” you said, failing to grasp the point. “So what?”
“So.” Jimin glanced furtively around. “I don’t know, it’s just weird! I don’t want to… overstep my boundaries, or anything.”
“But…” You stared. “I had a boyfriend last week and it wasn’t a problem.”
“Okay, but last week I didn’t know you had a boyfriend.”
Again, you looked at him as though he was crazy.
“This is stupid,” you said, stepping closer. “Ballet is our job, Jimin. It’s the least sexy occupation on the planet. Right now, I’m bleeding from three different blisters inside my pointe shoes. I’m sure my deodorant has long worn off by now. Would you just fucking get over yourself and grab my thigh?”
Jimin’s upper lip twitched. “Well. When you put it like that.”
“I am putting it like that,” you said with a grin. “Now, let’s go again.”
Nodding, Jimin followed when you walked backwards. Taking another deep breath, you piqued to arabesque and this time, Jimin didn’t flinch when your weight transitioned to his. Hand sliding beneath your thigh, he lifted you easily into a promenade.
As soon as you turned your head, you caught Jimin’s gaze and felt – something.
Something other than the white noise of the room. Something other than the thud-thud of your heart, other than the music on the stereo and Mr. Vlad yelling counts from the corner.
Despite what you had just finished saying, something unknown seemed to bloom in your chest. In the middle of the lift – blood blisters and all – you felt an errant spark where Jimin’s front pressed to yours.
You barely had time to recognize this before the moment was gone. Slowing his walk, Jimin set you back down – and you wobbled.
This time it had nothing to do with his technique.
“Ah, shit.” Jimin frowned. “That’s my bad – I can do better! Let’s try it again.”
Nodding, you felt a bit wooden as you followed in his footsteps. When Mr. Vlad started the music, you fought the surging tide of emotions threatening to overwhelm. It had been nothing, you told yourself. Nothing of importance, anyways.
Shoving whatever you’d felt in a box, you pushed this to a corner of your mind and firmly shut the door. Forcing a smile to your lips, you lifted your chin as you began the combination.
It was lucky everyone else found you a talented performer, since beneath all your smiling, all you could think about was what was hidden in the box.
Something unknown, something tentative – and something which could be dangerous, if it ever came to light.
Author’s Note: I was so close to re-writing this chapter with Mr. Vlad picking her up LOL just kidding, but thank you for reading! 😊 New chapters of Raise the Barre are posted weekly; dates are listed on the series Master List. Requests for updates will be deleted.
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Harem Of Argus
Hey, this is one of the things that I was telling you guys about! This is a Lancaster one, with more parts coming eventually!
Ecstatic. That was the word Ruby Rose would use if one asked her how she was feeling at this very moment. Ecstatic. Here she was, arm and arm with the boy she had always loved, even back when they were kids and not the young adults they were now. She never thought she would have gained the courage to ask him out. She knew he likely wouldn’t see the signs; after all, he only grew up with sisters, and pretty much his entire friend base was female. He wouldn’t get hints from her since he would likely put anything into a ‘friendly’ zone. And she knew that other girls had been looking at him too, including her own half-sister! But she had asked, and now, she was returning from a wonderful date with him...and she was going to take it further if she could.
The date had been perfect. Jaune had been the utter gentleman, taking her to a restaurant that she had been wanting to go to for a while, a movie she had been wanting to see, and even taking a picture to commemorate the occasion. Now, however, she was going to invite Jaune in...she had been dreaming of him making her his since before she had been legal...now, however...since she was an adult? There was no holding back anymore. By the end of tonight, she was going to be split apart by Jaune’s cock!
“Thank you for tonight, Jaune! I really loved it…” she blushed as she leaned into him, enjoying his warmth as he wrapped his firm arm around her. She received a small laugh in answer. “I was happy too, Ruby...I will admit, I was surprised you actually thought of me that way...I mean, I’m usually the ‘annoying brother’ type, as my sisters say.”
Ruby looked up at Jaune, shaking her head slightly. Jaune truly didn’t see how good a catch he was. But that was okay. It allowed her gather the courage to ask him out, after all. “Well you know now.” she said simply, hugging his arm tightly to her. She wasn’t going to tell him-yet-that there had been actual fights over trying to snag a date with him.
As they reached her doorstep, Jaune smiled down at Ruby. He never expected her to like him in that way, but he wasn’t complaining. She was beautiful, much like the flower that her family took its name after. Delicate, but hardy, and with thorns to protect herself when necessary. She looked more mature than he had ever seen her, wearing a lovely red dress with black accents and the slightest bit of makeup, accentuating her looks and bringing out her eyes.
“Well, here we are...would you like to go out again this weekend, Ruby?” he ventured, hoping that he wasn’t being presumptuous. The smile that formed of Ruby’s face was blinding and breathtaking.
“I’d love to…” Ruby murmured. Seeing him hesitate, she squeezed his hands. She gathered her courage. “W-Would you like to come inside for a bit? You aren’t expected home yet, right?” she knew that his parents were out and the only family member currently at his home was Saphron, so she felt safe keeping him overnight.
She saw Jaune blush, making her happy. Squeezing his hands again, she reached out with one hand and opened the front door. “Come on, my mom, aunt, and Yang are all asleep.” she had milked the fact she was an adult now to make sure that they wouldn’t wait up to greet her.
Leading him through the darkened house and hallways, Ruby felt her heart beating faster and faster as they neared her bedroom; she could tell that Jaune was a bit confused too. Opening her bedroom, she frantically looked around to make sure it was clean, and sighed in relief. She had remembered to clean up before Jaune picked her up that day.
Tugging Jaune along, she closed the door behind them (missing the fact that it didn’t click) and pushed Jaune onto the bed. “I...Jaune...I want to…” she swallowed. Why was she so bad at this?! She shook her head. She was never going to be a great orator, getting all nervous and fumbly, mixing up her words whenever she was forced to speak with people.
Since words wouldn’t work, she decided to go with action. Locking her silver eyes on Jaune’s sapphire blue ones, Ruby reached behind her and grabbed the hidden zipper of her dress, her cheeks warming as she watched Jaune’s eyes widen in shock as a slow ‘zzzzziiiiippppp’ filled the air of her bedroom and she felt air flow in between the satiny fabric and her heated skin. Her core was already warm, her new panties humid.
Pulling the zipper down to the base of her spine, she hummed happily, warmth pooling in her lower belly and a tingly feeling dancing around her skin. She smiled bashfully as she brought her arms up and with an almost casual shrug, her dress slipped off her body, falling around her ankles with a barely heard fwump, revealing what she had been wearing underneath to her boyfriend, and in moments, her lover.
Ruby reveled in Jaune’s stare, and watched in lust as his slacks tented mightily outwards. The moment she had seen this lingerie, she knew that she had to have it. A bikini like red string looped around her neck, connecting to a lace collar running along the tops of her breasts connected to a black band with red ribbon trim over her nipples, a gauzy black material on the underside and hanging over the underside of her breasts.
Her core and pert rear were covered by panties of almost the same style, solid black covering her core, while the black gauze like material covered her mound and most of her bottom.
Rounding out the outfit were stockings with roses and black lines embroidered within them, making her long legs look elegant.
As Jaune’s eyes roamed over her body, Ruby had never felt so beautiful.
Raven Branwen was a lot of things. Ex-Lover to a (sadly) dead man, wiped criminal record from her teenage years, worrywart mother (though she’d fight anyone who even hinted at it), and attempted guiding figure for her own daughter and honorary niece (though she didn’t know how well she was doing at that, Summer was definitely the better mother).
But Summer had fretted about Ruby going out on her first date (despite being overjoyed at the fact she went for the boy she liked), wanting to wait up despite Ruby saying that she didn’t have to. Summer and Yang were currently asleep and, having heard the door and footsteps.
Heaving herself out of bed, she walked quietly towards Ruby’s room, just to peek in and see that Ruby was settling into bed for the night. Reaching her bedroom, she saw that the door was cracked and decided to just peek inside, expecting to see Ruby in her pajamas and curling up to go to sleep. Her eyes widened at what she saw happening inside.
“Hey, Rae...you had the same idea too?” Raven nearly jumped out of her skin when she heard Summer’s voice next to her. Looking to the side, she saw her housemate standing next to her wearing her shorts and a thin tank top that stopped about an inch under her breasts, baring most of her toned belly. “How does Ruby loo-mmph!” Summer released a muffled sound of shock as Raven slapped her hand over her mouth, and jerked her head toward the door.
Leaning over and peeking into Ruby’s bedroom, Summer inhaled sharply, her eyes going wide. She was thankful that Raven’s hand was over her mouth, since it swallowed the squeak she released.
Ruby walked towards her boyfriend with a sway in her hips, having practiced for this moment. Empowered by this she walked up until she was just before her boyfriend, leaning over and kissing him on the lips. “I want to be yours tonight, Jaune…” she lowered herself to her knees and stared hungrily at the large tent sticking out from his pants.
Scooting forwards, she rubbed her cheek against it, while her hands moved up and began undoing his belt. She saw him swallow hard, but knew that when Jaune got into it he would definitely be leading this little dance.
Tugging on his slacks, Ruby smiled sweetly up at Jaune. “I need you to lift your hips, please.” she said, her tone soft and comforting. She was pleased when Jaune did as asked, allowing her to bring his pants down his legs and off, tossing them to the side with her dress, leaving the blonde in his strained boxers and dress shirt.
She hummed, gently tugging on the warm fabric, watching the long spire of flesh bend down towards her as she pulled. She hummed, licking her lips as she imagined how big it might be...THUNK!
Ruby’s eyes widened as she pulled Jaune’s dark blue boxers down and was practically uppercutted by Jaune’s shaft, the wide head slapping into the bottom of her chin.
Moving back, she started shamelessly at what was between Jaune’s legs. He didn’t have a penis, he had a massive throbbing dick! She swallowed and rubbed her thighs together, wetness forming between her legs.
Gently reaching out, she wrapped her dainty hand around his shaft, shuddering as she felt the heat from the shaft seep into her skin.
Jaune was truly blessed. By her best estimate he was between eight and nine inches, thicker than she could close her hand around, and his balls...she swallowed. The large spheres could rival plums in size. How had her boyfriend kept this hidden? Not that she wasn’t grateful that he had kept it secret. If the girls had known about this, she’d have never gotten a chance to gather the courage to ask him out!
Leaning forwards, she rubbed her nose against the shaft, marveling at the immense heat against her cheek, her lungs filling with his scent. A powerful wave of heat flowed through her, her core getting hot and wanting attention. Tilting her head, she pressed her lips to the hard flesh.
Trailing kisses, small and sweet, up and down his hard shaft, Ruby slowly breathed in his thick musk, her core getting warmer and wetter as she did so. She moved down slowly towards where the scent was strongest, burying her nose in his swollen sack and breathing deeply, shuddering as her lungs were filled. Her free hand slipped between her legs, rubbing at the damp spot on her panties, little bolts of pleasure flowing through her body. She squeaked happily, her toes curling.
Jaune was shocked. If one had asked him if he would have sex with his girlfriend (his first girlfriend) the night of their first date, he would have laughed. Not only because that was ludicrous, he knew practically all girls wanted to wait to see if the guy was worth it, but because it was Ruby, the girl who had literally whacked Blake over the head with one of her Ninja’s of Love novels because it was ‘filth’. But obviously the ‘Little Rose’ had some incredibly dirty thoughts of her own, since her face was practically buried in his swollen sack, her nose dragging in his scent deep. He was surprised at how into it she was getting. Seeing her like this was honestly turning him on a great deal, filling him with a deep hunger that he wanted to sate…
Raven watched, eyes wide and mouth dry as her innocent niece wore some of the skimpiest lingerie she had ever seen (and considering some to the stuff she and Summer had worn for Taiyang, that was saying something!), and on her knees before her boyfriend, stroking a massive cock. It seemed she found out why Juniper was always glowing...and why she had so many damn kids!
Summer’s mind was whirling. When had Ruby bought that? Why hadn’t she spoken about this with her? Why hadn’t she asked about birth control options? Where had her innocent little daughter learned this?!
Pulling back a bit, nose permeated with Jaune’s scent, Ruby stared up at her boyfriend with hazy eyes. “Just enjoy...daddy~” she hummed, watching Jaune’s eyes widen as she moved up to the tip, opening her mouth and flicking her tongue out, lapping up the bead of fluid that had formed at the tip. As she sweet bit of liquid flowed over her tongue, she moaned, leaning forwards and pressing a soft kiss to the tip. Then another. And another. Another. Another. Another...shlup! Ruby faintly heard Jaune gasp as she found warm, spongy flesh between her lips and on her tongue.
As the taste of his skin, of the salt and the musk filled her mouth, she felt herself beginning to get more riled up. She wanted to worship this magnificent flesh, to worship Jaune, and be worshiped and claimed by her ‘daddy’ in return. Slowly, she ran her tongue around the bulbous head that was in her mouth, suckling gently as she gave her daddy the tending to he deserved.
Raven’s jaw dropped as she watched her supposedly innocent niece begin to bob her head on a cock thicker than her own wrist, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked, the shaft beginning to shine under the dim light of the room as her saliva began to coat it. Warmth flooded her core as she thought of being in there, sucking that cock…
Summer covered her mouth with her hands as her daughter, her so sweet daughter, who just this morning was telling her how excited she was over the upcoming date that Jaune was taking her on, start taking a cock bigger than she had ever seen in her mouth. Even still, she could shamefully feel wetness pooling in her core...
Ruby hummed happily as her daddy placed his hand on her head, his fingers sliding through her red-tipped locks, sliding around to the back of her head and cupping her, before taking control and slowly sliding her head further and further downwards. Pulling her hand back slightly, she slipped her fingers into her underwear, feeling the sticky wetness of her juices clinging to her slim digits.
“Such a naughty girl you are, Ruby…” she glanced up at her daddy, who was looking down at her with a smirk, one that made her tight little virgin pussy clench, “Pleasing yourself like that...isn’t that daddy’s job?”
Ruby shuddered; carefully removing her wet fingers from her panties and forcing herself to stay away from her aching core. It was going to be hard, since her arousal was only growing as Jaune began to move her head along his cock. Her eyes widened as Jaune pulled her head down, until the fat head of his cock hit her gag reflex. She gagged harshly, her throat spasming around the thick flesh.
Jaune moved her head back, until his cock popped out of her lips, thick strands of saliva and precum mixed together connected to her lips as she coughed a bit. “It’s okay, sweetie...we’ll work on that...train you until you can take my cock all the way in your throat no problem…”
Ruby smiled, leaning forwards and rubbing her cheek against Jaune’s slick cock. “Sounds wonderful, Daddy…” she cooed, before pressing kisses along his cock again, looking up at him with worship in her eyes.
Ruby looked at the pillar of slick flesh before her, before drawing the tip into her mouth again, sucking gently and bobbing her head, keeping her eyes on Jaune’s the entire time as she moved her tongue around, intent on getting her second ‘dessert’ of the night.
She bobbed her head quickly, picking up speed and adding her hand to the mix, stroking the thick cock and humming low in her mouth, her core tingling as Jaune groaned. She hoped that he was going to cum soon. Not only did she want to taste it, her mouth was getting a bit tired.
She was rewarded when Jaune groaned her name and tensed, sucking intently as hot thick fluid began to fill her mouth. She started swallowing quickly, the thick sweet taste coating her tongue and sliding down her throat, filling her belly up with its warmth.
Eventually though, she had to pull back, unable to keep up with the intense bursts of cum that filled her belly. Pulling off with a pop, she closed her eyes immediately as cum sprayed across her face, coating it in a milky mask.
She cooed, shivering and slowly wiping the cum off of her face with her fingers, putting it in her mouth and swallowing it, shuddering every taste she got. “You taste so good, daddy…” she moaned out, shifting on her knees before him.
Jaune, despite breathing hard from how hard he came, smirked as he unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it to the floor with his pants. “Get up here, baby girl. It’s time to make you feel good, too.”
Ruby couldn’t deny her core flooded when Jaune looked at her with those deep blue eyes of his. Her mouth went dry as he removed his shirt, leaving him fully naked before her. Standing shakily, she crawled on the bed, releasing a loud “EEP!” as Jaune’s hand impacted on her rump, shuddering as he squeezed her rear possessively.
The red-tipped brunette lay on the bed next to her boyfriend, drumming up from the lessons she had taken...as in, the multitude of porn she had watched...to lay as sexily out on the bed next to him as she could. “What are you going to do to me, daddy?” she asked, rubbing her thighs together as Jaune stared at her hungrily, shifting to loom over her.
Summer and Raven both stared, mouths open in shock as they watched Ruby, sweet innocent Ruby, choking herself on her boyfriend’s cock, gagging around the thick flesh for several long moments, before Jaune moved her head back, letting her cough and they watched her nuzzle up against the large stalk of flesh like a kitten would a stroking hand before continuing.
Both found themselves shivering as she called Jaune, “Daddy”.
But that was nothing compared to the shock that filled them when Jaune came, forcing Ruby to swallow what looked to be a truly massive amount of cum, before Ruby pulled off and received a good sized facial. Raven in particular twitched at that scene. She had always loved it when Tai had a big load for her, and loved teasing him and making him pent up so they payoff was that much bigger when they fucked.
Ruby squeaked as Jaune captured her lips, lying haphazardly across her body, careful not to place his full weight upon her form. Even still, she felt the warmth and comforting weight of his body, even as she found his tongue invading her mouth and wrestling against her own.
She could still faintly taste the chocolate dessert they shared at dinner.
She shuddered as his strong hands moved around her body, so small compared to his, so thin, but he touched her like she was the most precious thing on the earth to him. Her heart thumped powerfully within her breast. She knew Jaune was strong, he worked his family’s farm, but feeling his muscles this close...she whimpered and clutched at her boyfriend, her hands trailing along the planes of muscle along his back.
Breaking the kiss, Ruby tilted her head as Jaune kissed along the chords of her neck, before keening as the blonde licked along her flesh, leaving a wet patch of skin that instantly began to cool under the air of her bedroom. She arched her hips as he dragged his tongue along her collarbone, before dipping into the hollow of her neck. She felt his hand slide underneath her body, sliding up to between her shoulder blades, his callused touch making her giggle. “Tickles!”
Jaune smirked at his girlfriend as his fingers found the catch in the lingerie and popped it open, allowing him to begin to slip it free from Ruby’s body, the flimsy garment flying off to the side somewhere in the room, Ruby’s perky C-cup breasts bared to him.
Jaune licked his lips. Ruby lay underneath him, beautiful silver eyes wide with emotion, cheeks flushed a bright pink, hair flyaway and tussled, breasts heaving as she rapidly inhaled and exhaled, her little pink nipples looking hard enough to etch glass.
Ruby swallowed. “Y-You like them, daddy?” she asked softly, arching her back and presenting her breasts up in offering to her boyfriend. She had always felt self conscious of her bust size, being the smallest in her family of four.
Her boyfriend said nothing, but the fact that he leaned down and began peppering kisses along the tops of her breasts, making her shiver and goosebumps break out along her arms. A whine escaped her as Jaune’s lips moved over her skin, pressing kisses all over her breasts.
Raven shifted in place, wetness beginning to seep into her panties. She knew that she shouldn’t be feeling this way, but damn, if watching didn’t turn her on so much…
Summer wanted to cover her eyes, wanted to walk away, wanted to barge in her precious baby’s room and wrench the two apart, but she couldn’t move. All she could do was watch as her baby was made into a woman. Her nipples bulged outwards, tenting her tanktop obscenely. She had always loved her breasts being played with...it seemed Ruby shared that with her as well, judging by the sounds she made as Jaune suckled on her nipples.
Ruby mewled, fingers and toes curling as Jaune toyed with her sensitive buds, his fingers and tongue driving her wild, her pussy wet and dripping now. “Daddyyy….pleeeeeaaaassseeee…” she cooed, arching her hips up again. “Neeeeeed yoooooouuuuu…” she whined.
A squeak left her as she felt her panties tugged down and flung somewhere, only for her eyes to widen and for her to slap her hand over her mouth as Jaune slipped between her legs, beginning to lap at her soaking pussy, his tongue roaming over her core as he licked up her juices. She trembled as Jaune’s tongue went wild over her leaking slit. Where had Jaune learned to do this? Her eyes rolled back in her head and she released a muffled squeal into her hands as she came hard, bucking upwards into his face. She whined softly as she slumped, Jaune moving up, his face wet as he placed his cock against her soaking core, his lips and chin soaked from her arousal.
She shivered with a whine as her older boyfriend began grinding against her core, making her squirm as she found herself wanting his cock within her. “Please…” she moaned, her thighs closing and trapping her boyfriend’s slick cock between them, providing friction for both. “Don’t make me wait any longer, Daddy…” she looked up at Jaune hopefully, reaching up and placing her hands on his shoulders, gently curling her fingers and pressing lightly into the muscle. Jaune’s smile made her feel warm...as did the fact that his cock moved back and his tip pressed against her wet lips.
“Don’t worry, baby girl…” Jaune started, before thrusting his hips forward with a loud Slickt! “...I won’t keep you waiting…”
Ruby arched as she was suddenly spread and stretched, in ways her fingers or her single foray with a rather phallic shaped marker had prepared her for. A keening whine escaped her mouth as her fingers and toes curled, her core clenching around Jaune’s cock tightly. She gasped and squeaked, trying desperately to center herself as Jaune simply stayed put in her body, thankfully giving her a chance to calm herself.
Summer and Raven swallowed harshly, watching as Ruby arched from being blatantly penetrated by Jaune’s cock. Both knew they were dripping, shameful as it was to admit it…
Jaune hummed low in his chest as he looked down at Ruby, reaching up and cradling her cheek as he kept his cock still, enjoying the deep tight warmth wrapped around it. “You’re perfect, baby girl...how are you feeling?” he tilted his head, seeing the deep flush of her face and wondering if he was too much. He knew his cock was big, after all.
He watched Ruby open her eyes, the silver pools full of emotion. “Umm, Daddy~” he couldn’t deny that hearing that word spill from her plump little pink lips towards him only made his aching cock twitch. He was lucky that Ruby had gotten him off already with her mouth. Her velvety pussy and the way she was looking at him only made him harder and wanting to cum again…
Ruby bore down on Jaune’s cock, both herself and him groaning from the intense sensations that were made. “Please...don’t keep me waiting! Been dreaming of this for months!” she cried out the last word, bucking her hips upwards into Jaune’s.
Jaune chuckled. “As you wish, baby girl.” he spoke, pulling his hips back, before directing them inwards with a clap, making Ruby gasp and arch, crying out.
Jaune wasted no time, beginning to thrust back and forth rapidly as he decided to fuck Ruby’s sexy little ass into her mattress, wanting to mold her pussy until it fit the size and shape of his cock alone. And he loved how eager Ruby was to be dominated by him, how she whined and squirmed underneath him, how she clutched feebly at his shoulders and weakly kicked at the sheets beneath her. Hearing her whimpers and cries of “Daaaaadddddyyyy…” like the sweetest music to his ears.
Ruby was in a state of almost euphoria. She had never felt this good under her own hand before. She leaned up, puckering her lips, she tried to kiss Jaune several times, each time missing just by a hair before Jaune took pity on her and pressed his lips against her own. She moaned happily as their tongues tangled with one another again. She lost, but she didn’t care at all. She had her daddy, and that was all that mattered.
Summer and Raven stared in awe as Jaune plowed Ruby into the mattress. And like it or not, both were envisioning themselves in Ruby’s place. It was easy since neither had had any sort of loving other than the self variety for years. Shamefully, both slid hands into their panties, their fingers digging into and working away at their hot, needy cores, their pussy juices dribbling down their inner thighs.
Ruby keened, feeling that bubbling feeling that she knew was the prelude to her orgasm forming, pooling in her belly and tightening. “J-J-Da-Fuck, Daddy! Gonna...gonna…” she groaned, going taut beneath Jaune’s body, clutching at him and clenching around him tightly, her pussy flexing and rippling hard as Ruby tipped over into the best orgasm she had ever felt.
Jaune growled, his eyes squeezing shut as he came harder than he ever had in his life, his balls erupting and sending every drop of cum into Ruby’s depths. He thrust several times more, short, stilted, rough, unable to be fluid or graceful.
Strength leaving him, Jaune gathered Ruby in his arms and slowly shifted them, rolling onto his side, hugging Ruby close, closing his eyes, and allowing himself to finally relax. “Love you, Ruby…” he murmured, keeping his slowly softening cock inside her. It was too comfortable to leave.
“Love you too, daddy…” Ruby snuggled into Jaune’s slightly sweaty chest, inhaling the smell of their mixed scents, mixed with the scent of sex, filling her lungs. “Perfect…” she moaned softly. Nothing could take this feeling away…
...not even knowing her aunt Raven and her own mother had been watching through the crack in her door like voyeurs the entire time, their hands in their pajamas performing a deed that she had done quite a few times fantasizing about Jaune. ‘Hope you enjoyed watching mom, auntie!’ she giggled to herself as Jaune’s arms wrapped around her, the warmth and comfort lulling her into sleep in her boyfriend’s arms.
Outside, both Summer Rose and Raven Branwen shuddered again as they clenched around her fingers, the scenes of debauchery far more efficient than any porno at getting them off. To her shame, this porno starred their daughter/niece and the boy that not only Ruby, but she knew many others were sweet on.
Giving one more longing glance in the room, imagining themselves in Ruby’s place, both Raven and Summer began to walk off on shaky legs, silent and shameful, intending on heading to their bedrooms, to try and get a warm shower and calm the arousal flooding through her.
...it failed, and the Branwen spent a good portion of the night working her trusty vibrator in her pussy, attempting to cum enough to feel as satisfied as Ruby obviously was by Jaune’s thick cock. As the batteries in her toy died, Raven huffed. It was readily apparent that toys wouldn’t cut it anymore. She wanted, no, needed a nice, hard, throbbing, dick. One that was long enough to hit her deepest spots, and thick enough to stretch her well. Fortunately, one was in the other room right now...and all she had to do was convince Ruby to let her have a go!
...in Summer’s bedroom a similar scene played out, although the elder Rose had her hand clamped over her mouth, whimpering as she worked the dildo in and out of her core. She whined into her hand loudly as she came, clenching around the dildo in her soaking pussy. She felt so shameful, masturbating to mental images of her daughter being plowed by her boyfriend, and imagining herself being in her daughter’s place, being claimed by her…“Daaaadddddyyyyyy~” she cooed softly, cumming hard enough to squirt around the dildo, leaving Summer a sweaty and breathless mess in a wet bed, the air of the room thick with her sex musk.
Closing her eyes, she hoped that in the morning, her lust would be gone...and that she would be able to look her baby girl in the eyes.
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Jack, Quincey, Arthur for character ask meme! (aka Trio with some braincells that mostly just vibing)
Jack:
First impression: Honestly, I don’t remember what I thought of him when I read the book for the first time. I think I liked him, though less than I do now, but I cannot recall what was my very first impression when reading his chapters
Impression now: I love this very flawed but trying-his-best depressed romantic bastard with all my heart
Favorite moment: proposing to Lucy and almost sitting down on his hat and fidgeting with a lancet and overall being the opposite of the “calm”, “resolute”, “imperturbable” picture of him Lucy has literally just painted to Mina, because it’s hilarious and endearing
Idea for a story: *bangs fist on table* I want a prequel about the adventures of Jack, Quincey, and Arthur around the globe, and I want it NOW
Unpopular opinion: I think he handled being rejected by Lucy really well for someone who seems to be in a bad place mentally regardless. All his complaints are confined to his diary, it’s not like he’s going around whining about his broken heart.
Favorite relationship: My favourite relationship for all three suitors is the three of them together, but I am going to try to say something different in reply to this question for all three of them. So, apart from the Trio with Some Braincells™ (you’re honestly being very generous with “some”, haha), I’m going to single out Jack and Quincey, because I’m going through a very bad case of “character you project on x your type” with them. And I feel slightly bad about it, because it’s pair the spares in a sense, but listen, if I’m not supposed to ship this then why on top of that sweet sweet friends-to-lovers opposites-attract shit everything Jack says about Quincey sounds like the verbal equivalent of the Twink Boutta Pounce meme
Favorite headcanon: All men in his family used to be doctors, so he kind of knew from his very childhood who he wants to be when he grows up. His position as the head of the asylum is probably inherited in some sense, that’s part of the reason why he got it so young (though not the only reason).
Quincey:
First impression: omg they have an American with a Gun, this is going to be fun
Impression now: I’d die for him but he wouldn’t let me
Favorite moment: his letter to Arthur! After reading about two men being rejected and one being favoured by the same lady, a reader would expect to see the three men in question as rivals, probably even hating each other, but then we get Quincey’s very fond, very warm letter, and it subverts all these expectations because SURPRISE, they’re actually friends who go way back and had adventures together and LOVE each other! I wish we got more of his POV in the book.
Idea for a story: I just think this world needs more stories in which he survives
Unpopular opinion: he’s not stupid. I mean, every man in the Crew of Light is a little stupid (affectionate), but you know what, he realized that something or someone must be drinking Lucy’s blood way earlier than Jack, who’s supposed to be the smart one, and he was their strategist when they went to purify Dracula’s coffins. This man is not just muscle
Favorite relationship: apart from what I’ve already mentioned in Jack’s part of this ask, I really love his friendship with Mina. I think they’re alike in how they try to ease the burdens of the ones they love while suffering themselves and not letting anyone else see this suffering, hence this instant understanding, which manifests in how she meets him for the first time and immediately sees that despite all his toughness, he needs a hug and a kind word, and in how he’s the first to understand what she means when she asks the men to kill her if she turns into a vampire.
Favorite headcanon: he’s the only member of the Crew of Light whose parents are alive throughout the events of the book (if we want to be particularly cruel and canon-compliant, the only one whose parents outlive him). He also has a bunch of siblings, both older and younger, including some older brothers, which gives him an opportunity to keep wandering around the world with those Englishmen because there are other people to take care of whatever it is that makes their family rich (I imagine they definitely have a lot of cattle farms; I also like the idea I saw in one fic that they profit off the oil discovered on their lands).
Arthur:
First impression: Look, Lucy, to each their own, but... of all three, why him?
Impression now: I have loosely expanded in my head whatever personality Stoker deigned to give him, and now I love him
Favorite moment: his army of dogs, dogs ex machina as I call them
Idea for a story: I’ve made a post about it some time ago but. Will someone write a short cute fic about him giving Lucy a puppy, that would be adorable
Unpopular opinion: I get where people who hate on him for being bland are coming from, but at least he’s nice and brave and did nothing wrong. Also, his best friends are like “adventures fuck yea, let’s shoot at whatever problem we have at hand!” and “what if I conducted this experiment that violates medical ethics”, and I just think that at least someone in this boy band has to be a normie, for the sake of balance
Favorite relationship: again, apart from the three suitors, I really like the father-son relationship he has with Van Helsing
Favorite headcanon: he’s good at socializing and conversing with people and similar things that come with belonging to high society, but it always ends up at a certain point with him being drained of energy, and then he just disappears to spend time alone at his estate, with his dogs and horses and the forest. In general, he loves nature and being in the woods. Unfortunately, that includes passion for hunting.
#okay had to do this one too; the rest of them tomorrow#asks#anonymous#gella talks dracula#jack seward#quincey morris#arthur holmwood#dracula#bram stoker#the suitors
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Crossing Lines. 2 (Andy Barber x Reader, Ransom Drysdale x Reader)
Summary: The line between best friend and lover is so thin... Can you choose which one to cross?
Warnings: expected ending let’s be honest, angst, fluff, language! (this is the last part... btw)
for fic purposes, Ransom and Andy aren’t twins and their physical similarities will not be mentioned LOL
Word Count: 2.4 k
Read Part 1 Here
The rest of the night was a drunken blur. You vaguely remembered the way Andy held you in the park as you drunkenly cried into his chest. He listened attentively as you ranted and cursed Hugh Ransom Drysdale – whom he assumed was the other man on the porch. Andy put together the pieces and with your slurred confessions, he understood that the best friend of yours held a special place in your heart, but it didn’t deter Andy’s attraction or his growing feelings for you either.
You woke up in your apartment with a dull headache and fifteen missed calls – along with fifty-five messages – from Ransom. And one “have a good day :)” from Andy, but you decided to ignore and ghost both men. You were too confused to even entertain the idea – the possibility of you and Andy, especially when you were still questioning your feelings and the fate of your friendship with Ransom.
Over a week of radio silence from you left Ransom antsy. You had never iced him out like this. The longest you two had gone without speaking was three days – when he stood you up at a university gala so that he could fly out to the Victoria Secret Fashion Show and hook up with a model. You were so angry with him but forgave him all the same when he showed up to your dorm with two pints of ice cream and a smile.
It always so easy to get you to accept his apologies. He thought it was because you two were meant to be in each other’s lives. That your smiles and laughs – and even your playful jabs – were meant to brighten his day, every day for the rest of your lives. And it hurt him when his pleads and apologizes were left on read.
He blamed your absent responses to his dozens of messages and voicemails on that hotshot Assistant District Attorney. He blamed Andy Barber for turning you against him. And his anger towards – what seemed to be his rival – only heightened when both he and Andy Barber pulled up to the front of your apartment complex.
“What are you doing here?” Ransom said, accusingly, as he balanced the cookies and cream pint on top of the mint chocolate chip.
Andy didn’t even respond. Like the night the two were acquainted, he simply ignored Ransom and began to stride towards the complex’s doors. Fumbling with his keys, Ransom quickly locked the Beamer and chased after the suited lawyer.
“Did she invite you?” Ransom prodded. He felt a dull ache in his heart at the thought. Is this what you’ve been doing for the past week? Ignoring him to be around Andy?
Andy huffed, still ignoring the other man, as he pressed your apartment number’s button on the intercom systems. Ransom looked over at the takeout bag in Andy’s hands. Though he couldn’t see the contents, he recognized the logo. It was from your favorite Japanese place – the one you said had the best shrimp tempura rolls. He remembered you tried to get him to go with you, but he blew you off to go to a bar with his rich friends. Did Andy know your order? Did Andy take you there?
Ransom repeated his question and Andy just gave him a side glare as he pressed the button next to your apartment number again.
“No.” Andy finally answered. “I went by her office to see if she wanted lunch, but her co-workers said she’s been sick.”
Relief rushed through Ransom. So, you were ignoring both of them – that’s fine. Ransom smirked to himself. His years of friendship with you gave him the insight to know that whenever you were sick, you preferred hot soup as opposed to sushi – that you’d puke the raw fish right up.
“Hi, sorry, hello?” Your voice statically came over the speakers.
“Hey.” “Hi, (Y/N).” Andy and Ransom said at the same time. Andy shot a glare at Ransom.
“(Y/N),” Ransom said, pushing Andy’s hand away so that he could press the button. “It’s Ransom. I have ice cream and uh…”
“Ransom, I…” you sighed. “I’m sick.”
“I know, but I know all the best remedies.”
“Sorry.” You deadpanned. “I don’t… I don’t think you should be up here.”
Andy lightly shoved Ransom’s hand away from the button, pressing onto it firmly. “Hey, it’s Andy… Lauren and Sabine said you were under the weather, so I brought you lunch from that Japanese place you liked so much.”
“Andy, I…” You frowned as you spoke though neither could see it. Were they there together? “I’m sorry… I’m just so sick… and I tend to throw up sushi when I’m – “
“I actually bought you ramen.” Andy said, hope still in his voice. “I remember you told me you throw up sushi when you get sick, so I thought I’d better order some soup instead.” Ransom’s brows knitted together – when did you have time to tell Andy this? How long have you two known each other?
“Oh…” You facepalmed. The slap was audible and made Ransom crack a smile. “Okay fine… C’mon up, Andy.” That smile quickly dropped.
Andy smirked at Ransom as the doors buzzed and unlocked, but Ransom was not going down without a fight.
-=+=-
Several days later, it was Ransom’s turn to show up at your office, but this time you were there. Your work friends, Sabine and Lauren, were divided about the strange predicament you found yourself in. They were the ones who arranged for you and Andy to meet, but they were also the ones living vicariously through the love triangle you stumbled in.
“What are you doing here?” You groaned as Ransom showed up with two coffees in his hands. He put one cup on your desk and brought his to his lips with a smirk. “Hugh – “
“You’re ignoring my calls and texts, but you sure do love giving Andy Barber attention… Did you know he has a kid?” Ransom poked. “I know you wouldn’t date people with kids. The ex’s still in the picture y’know.”
“Considering how I haven’t dated anyone since college, I’m in no room to judge.” You frowned. “Now, unless you’re in some legal trouble, I suggest you leave.”
Ransom shook his head and pushed you back into your seat when you moved to stand. “He’s also really old…”
“Not much older than you and I.”
Ransom frowned. What did Andy Barber have that he didn’t? Why were you so intent on breaking your own dating rules for him?
“What’s it about him?” Ransom wondered aloud. “Is it his job? Dating an ADA would surely get you out of this joint… Hell, maybe you could even be a trophy wife. Stop working, drive around his Audi. You can probably even be friends with the ex-wife… Laurie, I think that’s her name. Aw, you and Barber would be so cute… Imagine him going to the country club with his pretty, young wife.” He snorted.
“Ransom!” You scolded as you glanced around at those who were listening in the conversation. You were already given flack for being friends with Harlan Thrombey’s grandson. You didn’t need your other co-workers to whisper about your attempts at social climbing by dating Andy Barber. “What is wrong with you! Andy’s a good guy. I’d date him even if he wasn’t a lawyer. Now shut up and leave.”
“No… No!” Ransom argued, lightly slapping your hands away when you tried to push him towards the doors.
“You’re making a scene at my work-place, Ransom,” you aggressively whispered.
“No!” Ransom repeated, his voice rising. Those who weren’t paying attention before were certainly now. “I just wanna know… what’s it about Andrew Stephen Barber that’s got you ignoring me? Huh?” When you didn’t respond, he grew angrier. Why weren’t you answering?! Did your ghosting also apply to real life? “(Y/N), I told you I loved you and you just got in a car with him and left me.”
You bit your lip, furrowing your brows as you glanced around. Those who were trying to discreetly listen abandoned their attempts. They watched on as if they were watching a soap.
“You sleep around.” You muttered. “You parade girl after girl around me as if it didn’t hurt, Ransom. I cancelled my date with Andy, so I could go to your mom’s party. You invited me and ditched me, so that you could go fuck some wannabe model in your grandad’s house. You only came looking for me when you needed a damn condom!” You heard some snickering in the background, but you were too focused on trying not to cry to care.
“I – “
“I’ve been at your beck and call for years. And now, I think…” you stared up at Ransom’s eyes, your own shiny with tears. “I think you only keep me in your life because I’m the only one who gives a damn about you.”
“(Y/N) – “Ransom sighed. “No… I love you, that’s why,” he tried to grab your arm, but you pulled away, shaking your head. “No guy has ever been good enough for you. That’s why I never let them date you!”
“What?” You asked in disbelief. Your tongue darted out to lick your lips as you thought about every date – every guy who came into your life who miraculously disappeared after meeting Ransom. “Son of a – “
“And Andrew Fucking Barber is definitely not good enough for you.”
“And what you are?” You prompted. Your eyes wide and with your shaky tone, Ransom knew you were on the brink of crying. “Ransom,” you shook your head, “I loved you for years. I loved you despite you constantly sleeping with other girls, despite you always ditching me, or despite your family. I loved you even though you can be heartless and insensitive. I loved you so much I put my life on pause to always help you – to always be there for you… But Ransom, I can’t do this anymore… I’m sorry. I can’t…”
“Hey pal,” the security guard finally stepped up just as the tears started to roll down your cheeks. “I think you gotta go.” When Ransom reached out to grab you, the guard quickly stood between you. “Now, Mr. Drysdale.”
Ransom stared at you as you slumped back into your seat. Lauren and Sabine immediately rushed to your side, but you waved them off as you put your head in your hands. You were embarrassed that you caused a scene. You were embarrassed that you confessed your love for Ransom. But it gave you clarity.
The love you had for Ransom was toxic.
And you needed to let it go.
Ransom allowed himself to be dragged out of the office and onto the pavement. The guard told him not to come back. “You leave Miss (Y/L) alone, alright, man?” The guard said. “I know Andy Barber… and when he finds out about this, he ain’t gonna be happy.”
“I’m not scared of Andy fucking Barber.” Ransom rolled his eyes.
“Nah, but he’s got some pull in the DA’s office. He can get a restraining order approved in minutes, pal…” The guard chuckled. “You leave Miss (Y/L) alone.”
Ransom watched as the guard hobbled back into the office, closing the doors behind him. He tried to look through the glass, to get one last glimpse of you. He always wished you’d be the first to confess your love … But he never expected it to be like that.
Now, he couldn’t help but wonder… was this your last conversation? He made you cry and he couldn’t even apologize for that … After this, are you cutting him off completely?
-=+=-
Andy Barber was attentive, observant. He was kind. Growing up with a murderer as a father, he found that his compassion was a way to compensate for his father’s sins. He strived to make a name for himself aside from being Bloody Billy’s son. He was a good man.
A man that put aside his late evening plans to drive from Newton to Boston just to pick you up. A man who put his night on pause just to spend some time with you on a whim of a phone call.
If it had been Ransom, he’d be scolding you as he drove. Blaming you for wasting his time. He’d guilt you and make you feel worse.
But Andy wasn’t Ransom.
Andy made you feel wanted.
“I’m sorry,” you muttered when you slumped into Andy’s couch. “I didn’t know where else to go… Ransom knows where I live and if I see him at my apartment, I think I’m gonna lose my shit and I’ll need a lawyer.”
Andy chuckled as he settled down next to you, handing you a cup of coffee. You smiled and thanked him as you put your head on his shoulder. “I’ll represent you, no worries. I’ll even do it pro bono.”
“I don’t think you’re allowed to,” you laughed. “Circumstantially, they say that lawyers shouldn’t represent their significant – “you bit your lip, cutting yourself off. You’re thinking too far, (Y/N), you scolded yourself.
Andy smirked. “Significant other?” He asked, bringing his cup to his lips, taking a long sip. “Taking strides now, are we?”
“Sorry…” you felt heat rise to your face.
“No, you’re fine,” Andy smiled and pressed a kiss to the top of your head. “We’ll take strides.” He muttered and nodded. “If that’s what you want?”
“Yeah, Andy… I do.” You smiled to yourself as you brought took a sip.
Your nose scrunched up. You had forgotten to tell Andy your meticulous coffee order. Whenever you were at Ransom’s, you didn’t need to tell him – he just knew. Your heart ached at the thought of losing your best friend, the one of the only people who knew you. After years of friendship, you couldn’t just burn that bridge… right?
You pulled your head from Andy’s shoulder and looked over at him. He smiled at you and you couldn’t help but smile back. This growing relationship was fresh. It was new and it felt healthy. Sure, Andy didn’t know your coffee order, but like Ransom, he could learn it. Maybe he could even memorize it by heart.
You smiled at the thought and leaned into Andy, pressing your lips onto his.
You weren’t sure what fate had in store for you and Ransom – whether that friendship ended forever or will revive itself in due time…
But you were certain about Andy…
You were certain you wanted this new beginning.
#andy barber x reader#andy barber#andy barber imagine#ransom drysdale imagine#ransom drysdale x reader#ransom drysdale#chris evans#chris evans x reader#chris evans imagine#crossing lines#angst#fluff
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Maribat ideas I will probably never write
Now, before we start.
I realize that those may have already been made but I've never seen them and everything here came from my mind. But if you remember the titles, please tell me them or send a link to the stories, I'd love to read them.
This can be whatever ship you want Connorette, Daminette, Cassandra x Marinette, Brucinette... Any ship.
Here I'll refer to them just as the bats or one of the bats, or just choose a random one of them simply because I don't know the exact person that'd fit in the au with Marinette so I'm just leaving it up to you but... yeah.
[And yes, I know I said it could be Connor or Jon or anyone else, and I know they are not part of Batclan but for the lack of better word, just roll with it]
Yes, you can use any of them, but please tag me (i really want to read what you came up with) and include the link to my post so maybe someone else could use any other of these.
And if want to add anything or just brainstorm in the comments I'd love to do it with you, so don't be shy and say what you think (constructive critism only).
Maybe i will update this, but for now feel free to use any of these over 20 (i think at least) ideas I came with in these past 2 weeks cuz i was bored.
And before you start, I'm thinking of making mafia boss! Marinette AU, but i don't know what ship it should be... Suggestions? (Just not the love square please)
Hope you like it.
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Violinist Marinette. The Waynes got invited to a concert in which Mari played a solo. And they're all just enchanted with her talent.
Marinette a Badass Dancer. None of the bats is a dancer in this AU and I don't really have any direction where this would go, but i just had a scene where she kicks their asses even though she doesn't have much (or any) exprience in martial arts. Just her spinning and kicking one of them mid-spin in the face or... somewhere else...
So the scene is a Wayne Gala, right? Jagged Stone dares Marinette to sing a song on a stage (there’s live music band, i guess?). Everyone’s mesmerised by her voice and Jagged can be heard screaming “That’s my niece!” in the backround. I really want her to sing Creep , a cover by Scott Bradlee's Postmodern Jukebox ft. Haley Reinhart or Crazy in Love , also a cover made by Sofia Karlberg, though any other song is fine too
Bats and Marinette in a band. That's it. That's the whole AU.
One of the bats is sitting under a tree, all peacefully and relaxed, but then they look up to see a random girl with dark blue hair (??) just hanging upside down from a branch like an actual freaking bat. She gives them a heart attack.
Another Au with singing Marinette lol. In this one Marinette likes to sing in a park every other day and Damian comes here one day and hears her and is like “wow.”, and since then he comes there everyday in hopes of hearing her sing and getting her number. And maybe Luka or Adrien play while she sings, that’d be cool
Guys, Marinette and the Waynes being neighbours. No, but imagine. Them seeing some girl watering plants every week for a month or two and then not seeing her for a long period of time, and they're kinda worried, but then she's back and they're confused, because where the hell she'd been, the house looked like not used and just where the hell was she? Marinette seeing some... Weird things happening in the Wayne backyard. Balconies being in front of each other, so they're balcony neighbours too (the romance, the fluff, even the angst, guys). Marinette going to them with baked goods and introducing herself as their neighbour. Them going to hers and welcoming her with a basket of Alfred's cooking.
Jason has to participate in a dating show because he lost a bet and Mari's one of the participants too...
Duke needs a date to a wedding (i don't know whose, your choice) and Marinette's his best friend, so be my fake date to this wedding?
Marinette as Tim's daughter??
The greatest showman AU. (Sibling dickinette. On the trapeze-)
Forget rouges, superheroes and vigilantes. Underground dancers. Because it's what i need, y'all
So in this, WE is a dance company, and Marinette's maybe an intern in a fashion department. One day Dick's going to one of the practice rooms where's been scheduled a meeting with a designer for his costume for the next show. Instead he's met with a girl he sees for the first time, practically flying on the dance floor. Just as he's about to reveal himself the rest comes and it turns out this is the fashion designer and it seems as no one knows she's an amazing dancer too
Teachers AU + Rivals AU = utter chaos. Them teaching the same subject and competing for their class' loves and/or arguing whose close is better. [Bonus points if everyone's thinking they hate each others guts, but they're secretly dating]
Fencers AU - on the same team on different teams, your choice. (And this honestly suits with Kagami too. I'm up for kagami x bat/marinette)
Damian in the park with Mar'i, but he's having trouble, because this kid has so much energy. How?? Just when he thinks he can take a breath, he notices Mar'i has wandered off and is talking to a young woman, so he rushes there and try to apologize, but she says it's no problem at all. Suddenly this gorgeous girl offers him her help. It looks like Mar'i has taken liking to her and he's so tired, so he agrees and for the rest day watches two Mari's play together and falls in love with the older one. Plotwist: this was plan all along. Mar'i is the ultimate wingwoman.
All the Wayne siblings decided to go to one of those haunted houses for a halloween and there's this petite girl who tagged along their group somehow. They didn't expect to see this tiny girl punching the worker dressed as a monster and knocking the daylight out of him. But it was so worth getting kicked out.
Marinette's a ghost and these four men came to her house and apparently they're doing a ghost investigation?? I mean, she was getting a bit lonely and bored, maybe it's time to "gain some friends" (read: scare the living out of them).
Pretty much the above but with bat/s as ghost/s and Marinette as the paranormal investigator with her team (i honestly want one of them to be Kagami, i don't know why). In both you need to decide who's a skeptic and who believes. It's fun, the ghost is trying to scare them off, but they're stubborn.
Sibling dickinette where Marinette calls her older brother everytime she wants to get out of a date and so he pretends to "arrest" her. (And then maybe dick decides to play a matchmaker and sets her up with one of his adoptive siblings)
Marinette as a lawyer. Her going against LexCorps who framed Wayne Enterprises for something. Or maybe Bruce was accused of murder (that he obviously did not commit) and now she has to prove his innocence. I just really want to read about badass lawyer Marinette, guys
Merlin AU. Is there any AUs with Marinette being Merlin and saving Arthur's ass (I honestly think it should be Chloe, no joke)?
Mominette where she adopts Cassandra. I just imagined them going to ballet lessons together and cooking and now I'm soft.
Marinette got dared by her friends to set a trap for the passerby that involved eggs, toy train and glitter and to then to pretend they're her ex and they cheated in her, and Jason had the misfortune to be that passerby. (Yes, this is probably crack lol)
Tim can rap. Marinette can rap. What could go wrong?? (Yes, this is probably crack too)
There's this girl they see every year when to go on trick-or-treating and she always has the most amazing or scariest costumes. But Damian will not go without a fight and so every year they compete over who has the better costume. This year they just so conveniently dressed up as the famous Halloween couple.
Jon is 17 now and it seems as no one is interested in him. He jokingly tells Damian he supects theres a ghost that's in love with him and they keep away any potential lovers from him. He doesn't know how much he's right. Marinette though, is freaking out.
Marinette decided to take a part-time job at a local pool as a life guard. There's a sudden increase in people coming to said pool but also a dramatic increase in people pretending to drown. Conner is one of them.
Marinette plays a therapist to all of the batfam. The amount of the ridiculous problems she had to listen to... She could write a book and she would make millions out of it, she swears.
"Some say "revenge is a dish best served cold.", then i read "revenge is sweet", so i came to conclusion revenge is ice cream." Huh, so that'd explain the sudden disappearance of ice cream in whole Gotham Jason had been hearing about for the past week from Bruce. The question is, what that petite bluenette is planning to do and who is going to be a victim of her ice cream revenge?
Tim had been in coma for a month after the drug bust, and he has just woken up. The first thing he does? He picks up the argument he and Marinette had been having before he's been put into a coma.
The couple at the place Jason had been at, started making out loudly, so he started making loud noises while eating his ice cream. They stopped. And he got this cute barista's phone number when she was walking past him.
Marinette's at the spa when she overhears two guys betting who can eat more slices of cucumber (that were supposed to be put on their eyelids) and she decided to participate. Safe to say they were all banned from all the spas in Gotham
Can i please get Jason/Duke/anyone making up a bedtime story for Marinette after she woke up from a nasty nightmare? I need it
Every morning and night Marinette pretends to be asleep just so she can feel Damian pull her closer, kiss her temple and whisper how much he loves her
Roy listening to Jason complaining about each first encounter of her girlfriend with his siblings and Bruce. Each is more ridiculous than the one before. He listens to it, after he and Marinette had gone through their own weird af first meeting.
Dick was so busy laughing at the bluenette who'd just walked into a post, he ran into the same post minute later. She asked him out... After she finished laughing and telling him karma's a bitch
Dick likes to think he's the reason Jason and Marinette got married. To his last days he will brag about how at his and Kori's wedding Marinette caught the bouquet, tripped and Jay caught her.
Jason asked Marinette on a date to one of the restaurant the WE owned. Then as a test, he told her he couldn't pay for all the expensive dishes they ordered. She took his hand and they ran out of the building. He's convinced he's going to marry her.
#maribat#marinette x batfam#marinette deserves better#ml salt#daminette#timinette#timari#dickinette#jasonette#conner kent x marinette dupain cheng#marijon#brucinette
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I WANNA HEAR D'S THOUGHTS ON JEN'S QUESTION Spill the beans! You've even got me curious now!
“Do you think Rose is a good person?”
I’ll answer not just Jen’s question, but generally thoughts surrounding D and Rose’s relationship!! It’s gonna be long because I think about this a WHOOOOOOLE lot, and I seriously mean a whole lot,,, so read ahead!
btw, if you think Rose is a bad person and D hates him, that’s where you’re mistaken! IT’S MY STORY MY HEADCANONS SO IF U DONT WANNA READ THIS THEN DONT BRO HJASGJHASHJ
PRE-ETERNATUS, CHALLENGER ARC
Ive mentioned before, but D and the chairman had a fairly good relationship!!
In-game, rose is very interested in the player and talks to you a lot, so honestly not much changes here
D, in his challenger phase, is forcibly very loud and flamboyant. being overly animated and confident, he’s able to keep up with rose who likes to chat and banter with him
When d talks to people, he KNOWS he’s being over-the-top, which is why he feels very awkward doing it (when people point it out, it makes it painfully awkward and embarrassing for them. Point in case: bede and Marnie!)
Rose finds him a very interesting trainer and observes D a lot. Its not hard to notice how hard he’s trying, but rose doesn’t point this out and genuinely moves along with what D’s vibes are as to not make him feel any more humiliated
D is aware that Rose is playing along with his act, and thanks to this it really builds up trust like!! Oh the chairman isn’t making fun of me and genuinely finds me interesting and strong!!!! the chairman!! What a morale boost!!!!!!
Again, its genuinely (funny and) awkward when D is being his over-the-top animated self, and its easy to point this out (which most people do, from his rivals to other trainers, to even gym leaders) but the only people who dont actively point it out AND act along would be his mom, hop, Leon, and rose!
in addition, D has a pretty high-pitched voice so its easy to tell he’s trans?? He was worried he was going to be misgendered by such an all-important person like the chairman, but was surprised when rose immediately was just comfortable with calling him a “young man”
Another cute trivia thing during this stage was that they both are wearing shades for their “incognito mode” and D even gives the chairman some fashion tips for the next time he goes out!
It actually pisses off bede with how much rose and d talk;;;;;; def one of the reasons why d and bede fight hhhh
The part of the plot where they head to rose tower, D was actually very against it in the beginning, saying that he could actually just try and call up the chairman if he wanted to! He tries and tries, but then starts to panic once he does in fact realise that something isnt right
Even after storming thru rose tower and defeating oleana, d eVEN TRIES TO INVITE ROSE TO THEIR DINNER (MY BOY IS THINKIN: A DINNER WITH HIS FAV PPL!! HOP, LEON, AND ROSE!! the only one missing would be his mom) ……….but r-rose dismisses it with a smile, saying maybe next time…………..
D is a meek, insecure person who is easily broken down, so he really needs a lot of support to keep moving sO JUST IMAGINE this baby boy who puts trust in someone suddenly goes batshit and you have to defeat them with ur own hands????? Wowza.
POST-ETERNATUS, NEWLY APPOINTED CHAMPION
OH BOY EVERYONE KNOWS HOW THIS FUCKIN GOES IF THEY REMEMBER MY FIRST POSTS JHASGJHHJAS
Ive already shown this via an illustration + a short Drabble, but its only after the eternatus battle that their father-son relationship is revealed
The game really doesnt show how serious the eternatus battle was, but for me: Leon was hospitalised for quite some time and wasn’t allowed to battle D until he healed up. At the same time, this gave D a lot of time to think about wHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED
I dont mention it, but this is where his gym leader au starts off from the canon timeline!! At this point, D is calling his mom or talking to hop or just locking himself up and is just generally in a panicked state where he feels like dropping out of the challenge, feeling overwhelmed with what just happened
ANYWAY IM HERE TO TALK ABT ROSE AND D but lets just say his Pokemon convince him to continue!!
at the same time of his win, gossip went around quick and not only is D now very popular for suddenly defeating the unbeatable champion Leon, but is actually the “villainous” chairman rose’s son!??!?!?!??!!
POOR SON BOY IS OVERWHELMED ONCE MORE, HELP HIM.
He actually escapes to the isle of armour + crown tundra as a way to give him time to think about this more (isle of armour: personal time for himself to think alone, crown tundra: chance to spend time with relatives he didn’t know he had)
OK GENUINE RELATIONSHIP ANALYZATION TIME:
After becoming champion, he really didnt go see rose at all, feeling a plenty mix of frustration, sadness, anger, betrayal, but!! his feelings dont simply surround the “oh the adult I trusted was actually bad and lied to me“ or “wtf hes the dad who wasn’t there for me and is the reason why mom is alone how dare he” IT REALLY WAS A MIX OF BOTH HGHHGHH
But its BECAUSE he was close to him in the first place that he knows rose wasn’t just….straight up a bad person or a villain
The important part here was that rose and D were close during the challenger part, and our lad had a lot of time to think about how he was simply a good, misguided man
rose is very passionate about the things he cares about, to the point of doing anything and everything for them (ex. Awakening eternatus for Galar’s sake to the point of accidentally getting darkest day, or even working hard for Miriam’s sake to the point of accidentally never being there for her anymore)
Yeah, d talked to a whole lot of people to think this over. He learned what happened between rose and his mom while talking to her, and D also learned what happened between peony and rose to further understand what’s up!!
In the process, I like to think both Miriam and peony dont hate rose! D was also an important factor in helping the both of them realise and clear up a few things, and at least, in their minds, stay on good terms with rose
During both DLC arcs, D is silent at first but slowly n surely starts sending small letters to Rose :’))
YAY ACTUAL INTERACTION????
After a lot of thought on his self-journey, its safe to say that D had felt a lot more comfortable, finally talking to rose after the galarian star tournament arc !!
Ive mentioned before, but its not like D has to start from scratch since they had a good relationship as challenger and chairman beforehand anyway
D wants a dad! He does want to meet his dad, and at the same time rose regrets not making time for his lover and future family, so I’d say after pushing away the initial negative awkwardness they do both have the same, genuine goal in mind to talk to each other and build a good relationship with each other!!!!!!
Ive also said before but like ONE OF D’S FEARS IS…..”WHAT IF I MEET MY DAD AND HES TRANSPHOBIC” YKNO???? So knowing that rose already thinks hes already perfect in his eyes, IT REALLY DOES WONDERS TO A YOUNG BOY YKN O ?? ? ? ? ??
Uhhhhh honestly I really dont know how jail works and shit sO LETS JUST SAY D VISITS REGULARLY IF HES NOT BUSY WITH CHAMPION DUTIES!!!
Also I have nO idea what oleana means by “WHERE IS CHAIRMAN ROSE” cos like….iSNT HE JUST VIBIN IN JAIL??????? Lets just say he is sdghjjhsdhj
TL;DR
D had a lot, and I mean A LOT, of time to think about Rose. He does not have any ill intentions or feelings towards him, and the two have a hopeful, slowly budding father-and-son relationship.
#kamiart#i ansr#how dare you enable me#7.5k words..........THIS IS INSANE.#trainersona#chairman rose#Miriam (mum)#peony#there are so many words here I just hjjahsghjhjHJAJGSHHJSA#IS IT TOO MUCH#HAHAHAHAHAHA#I HOPE ITS GOOD LIKE#UH#CHARACTER STUDY KINDA#LMAO
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Why The Great North Isn’t Just Another Bob’s Burgers
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It’s easy to take one look at FOX’s newest animated comedy, The Great North, and assume it’s exactly like the long running and beloved Bob’s Burgers. Two of The Great North’s creators wrote a good chunk of Bob’s Burgers episodes and the shows share a near-identical art style after all. At first glance some of the Bob’s Burgers character archetypes seem to be involved as well: awkward daughter, an odd sarcastic youngest child, and a loving, if somewhat offbeat, father. So why bother with something like Bob’s Burgers when you could just watch Bob’s Burgers?
While there are a few surface similarities, by the end of the first episode of The Great North you’ll realize there’s so much more to it than just an Alaskan set version of the Belcher family. It’s got humor all its own, unique characters, and the potential to be something that isn’t merely a rival to Bob’s Burgers but a truly unique experience.
So let’s head up north to discover all the reasons why The Great North is so wonderful. As a brief primer, the show is set in Alaska and follows the Tobin family with fisherman dad Beef, artistic daughter Judy, loveably dumb son Ham, bear-suit wearing son Moon, oldest and eager to please son Wolf, his always chipper and new to Alaska fiancé Honeybee, and Judy’s best imaginary friend Alanis Morissette…played by Alanis Morssette.
The Family’s Lack of a Mom is Refreshingly Handled
A lack of a mom is a huge trope in animation at this point (look at damn near every ‘90s Disney movie) and if there is a mom, especially in a comedy, she tends to be wacky or overly loving. The Great North puts a new twist on both of these in its very first episode.
The plot of the premiere deals with Beef struggling to get over his ex-wife years after she abandoned the family. An ex-wife isn’t anything to write home about, a single dad taking care of a family is a comedy trope in of itself, but it’s what we learn about Beef’s ex that makes this element so refreshing.
Instead of the mom just not being present or having died off screen, Beef only acts like she’s dead, a fabrication everyone goes along with to keep him sane. When he isn’t around though Judy is quick to point out the rest of the family doesn’t buy this and they never liked her much anyway. She even flat out states,
“She was a really bad mom, okay? And it was actually better when she left.”
The other kids then list off horrible things she did, like name their dog Grandma solely so, “she wouldn’t be lying when she said we were with Grandma when people asked.” She runs a blog with her “new lover” about stores that wont chase you if you shoplift. Even in her goodbye letter to Ham she just wrote, “smell you later.”
I love this so much because it replaces all the easy sentimentality of a dead or simply absent mom that comedies love and instead opens up some fantastic new storytelling opportunities. In the pilot alone it gives us deep insight into Beef, that despite how awful she was he refuses to think anything but the best of her. Why is he like that? Is it his way of not thinking about all the terrible things she did? She’s left him so broken he has to concoct an elaborate fantasy to keep himself sane. It makes you instantly love the character and while he does seemingly get over this denial in the pilot I can foresee it impacting him for the rest of the series.
It’s also so refreshing because the kids aren’t all that broken up about it. Knowing their mom was terrible helps reflect a lot of what kids go through in real life. Sometimes they just have a bad parent and there’s no deep explanation of why, they just are and it’s not great. Maybe Judy and the others are hurt by this and I’d love to see the show tackle that in the future but even if it strictly keeps this part of their characters on the comedic side of things? It’s empowering. These kids aren’t broken up by their awful mom and want her back; they’re thriving BECAUSE she isn’t around.
Nick Offerman Being Nick Offerman
Over the years Nick Offerman has perfected the deadpan and loveable character that brought him to fame in Parks and Recreation. His role as Beef isn’t a major departure from that mold but it does allow Offerman to be even warmer than his most famous character.
As Beef he’s a capable man who gets up to see the sun rise and chop wood. He loves nature so much he steals a potted plant from a mall to take better care of it. His love for his family is on full display and he often goes to absurd lengths to keep them together. Offerman brings a great charm to the role and all of the jokes he delivers are winners.
The Rural Location
Bob’s Burgers draws much inspiration from its city setting, while The Great North is set in rural Alaska. This may seem like a surface level change but once again opens up all kinds of new opportunities for stories and characters. Where the Belcher family was somewhat cynical to city life (you would be to with a landlord breathing down your neck) the Tobin family openly embraces the chilly north.
Judy sits out on the roof and talks with her imaginary best friend, Moon takes great pride in his ability to mimic a soon to be eaten cadaver laying out in the snow, and Beef specifically gets up every morning to stare in wild wonder at Alaska’s majesty while whispering “hot dog.” The whole family even delights in going to the mall, which is the kind of joy only someone living out in the middle of nowhere can truly appreciate.
The Different Character Dynamics
Even after eleven truly fantastic seasons Bob’s Burgers characters still manage to never feel stale and the team behind the show always finds new ways to play around with them. With such a rock solid cast of characters you’d think they could tackle any story imaginable but The Great North is already proving to be a home for stories that just wouldn’t work for Bob’s Burgers.
The most noticeable change is that most of the kids are older. Judy and Ham are both sixteen which opens up a lot of possibilities that couldn’t be done with the Belcher kids. They can get involved in more serious relationships, have jobs (as Judy gets in the first episode), and are able to be more autonomous from the family. Wolf, the oldest of all of them, is engaged! Imagine what could be done with a soon-to-be married couple? Honeybee herself also functions as a delighted fish out of water to Alaska, her thoughts on the Tobins’ life a needed commentary. Her outgoing personality also clashes well with Moon’s stoic nature.
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Judy and Ham also share a more loving sibling dynamic than any of the Belcher kids ever have. In Bob’s Burgers the kids don’t wear their hearts on their sleeves, they’re more likely to make sarcastic quips about one other. The Great North though has Judy and Ham share a special bond, the two have a secret handshake that goes for an indeterminable amount of time. It’s really sweet and it makes me excited to see what kind of comedy can be mined from this more openly affectionate family.
Ham Is Gay And I Love Him
Ham is my favorite character so far in this show. He’s a little slow on the uptake but loves everyone in his family a lot and can even make a perfect replica of a cadaver… in the form of a cake. He also happens to be gay, a fact that is wonderfully confirmed in the first episode when he blurts out, “I AM GAY!
To which Moon responds, “we know. You’ve come out to us a bunch of times.”
Beef then adds, “we love you just the way you are, damn it!”
Ham, clearly not remembering his past comings-out, yells, “WELL, THANK YOU FOR BEING AN ALLY!”
It’s a great scene and kicks any subtext out the door. Queer audiences don’t have to sit around guessing who COULD be queer in the show (as they’re so often forced to do with so little representation in media) there’s a character who said OUT LOUD he’s gay. He’s one of us!
Bob’s Burgers has had several one-time gay characters (Bob did refer to himself as “mostly straight” once but that was more of a gag) but getting a gay teen in the main cast is sublime. He’s also a different sort of gay teen then we’re used to in television, with a tiny “probably thinks it’s cooler than it actually is” mustache and his “not quite all there” personality. He’s not a stereotype, he’s got some obvious flaws, but he’s loveable! Sure enough, his family loves him and accepts him.
Having a gay character in the cast opens up so many story possibilities. Are there any other gay kids in this rural town? What if there’s only one and he’s forced to date him? Does he know what kind of guys he likes yet? Where do the gay kids hang out in this town?
It also must be reiterated that his family loves him and accepts him. While drama over coming out and acceptance is totally valid, I’m glad that Ham will get the chance to just be gay and his family will support him all the way. We can just see him happily (if somewhat absent-mindedly) live his life and that’s needed in a world with so little queer representation. As a pansexual man myself it’s heartwarming. I wish I had a character like Ham when I was growing up.
Alanis Morissette Is A Main Character
Yes, Alanis Morissette is in The Great North (played by the actual Alanis Morissette) but in an absolutely perfect choice she’s not the REAL Alanis Morissette, she’s Judy’s best imaginary friend who just happens to be Alanis Morissette. Judy’s artistic so it makes sense she’d look up to someone as incredible as the Canadian musical genius. As an imaginary best friend she tends to serve as a sounding board for Judy’s thoughts and gives absolutely flawless advice.
Even better though? The imaginary Alanis Morissette also only appears in the Aurora Borealis. That’s… incredible. What a way to take advantage of the show’s location!
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The Great North is a delight. It’s only been two episodes (the third one premieres February 14 and the first two are available on Hulu) but it’s already shown a lot of promise. Not in the “oh it’ll get good eventually” sense but in the “no it’s already great and I want to see more of it!” Don’t think of it as another Bob’s Burgers, just think of it as its own wonderful moose-filled show (it’s Alaska, what did you expect) and you’ll have a fantastic time. Truly, in these dark times we could all use a little help from imaginary best friend Alanis Morissette.
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thoughts on all the axl ships? (by that i mean like. slaxl, izzaxl, rose bros,,, does stevie n axl exist too? if so that would be interesting to see thoughts on)
Most of the time I like slaxl! It’s natural to me to write them as exes or as a relationship that doesn’t last, and it can be harder for me to conceive them as a matured relationship in my own work, though I do enjoy reading fics that are endgame slaxl. Generally speaking I prefer friends-to-lovers over rivals-to-lovers in fic, but I really like that they have such opposite personalities and opposite tastes; it’s fun to play up the high-strung Axl, mellow Slash dynamic. I tend to lean towards more dominant Slash, maybe because it’s harder to write a fic with a happy ending where Slash is more passive, considering how things went irl. I like fics about Axl and Slash learning how to be gentle with each other, figuring out how to make it work. I’d be curious to read them as a power couple, working together on even ground (in a kinda fucked-up sense this is what I’m trying to do in the florist/tattoo au – opposites but united by their common ground). I also tend to prefer slaxl in AUs over slaxl in “canon” fics, and I’m not really one to speculate about them irl. All in all I think there’s a lot of potential facets to slaxl that I haven’t explored, but if I had to sum up my usual approach to slaxl, I’d say: Most of the time, they’re bewildered by each other (though attracted regardless), but when they get on the same page they’re unstoppable.
I totally see the reasoning behind izzal, I get why people ship it and sometimes I include it in my fics, but I guess you could say I’m not really compelled by it. Between their history in Indiana and Izzy quitting the band, it’s just not fun to me, you know? It’s sad, a relationship in decline. Makes for some really interesting fics but it’s usually not the type of relationship I’m interested in reading about. I’m also just... kinda biased towards ships that have Slash and/or Duff in them. 🤷🏻
My opinion on rose bros depends a lot on the execution/characterization, sometimes it’s really cool, other times I’m just indifferent. There’s definitely material to work with, I know Duff has described Axl as a confidant. Personally I also like all those concert gifs where Axl has a hand on Duff’s shoulder and Duff bends down to his level, kind of implies a big&passive/small&pushy dynamic if that makes sense. But I see a lot of variation in how this relationship is portrayed so I don’t really have a solid opinion on it yet, especially since I’ve never written it before myself.
I’m not sure if I’ve ever read Axl/Steven before, but it sounds like an interesting concept! Definitely some unexplored territory between them, both strong personalities with a lot of tension as a result. Kinda hard to imagine a relationship working out in the end, though of course anything can happen in fanfiction.
... tl;dr, I’m not as picky about ships as I sound, but I think there’s a difference between enjoying a good fic and really shipping it, you know? Axl ships in particular are often angst-driven, and on it’s own that’s not really to my personal taste but in the right author’s hands I can definitely be persuaded.
#reply#ok i took a while to think about this#but lowkey i feel like i'm going to change my mind as soon as i post lol#guess we'll see
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SilUng
When I started shipping it if I did:
It was from the very first moment I watched the film. I’m a sucker for rival x rival. Also, how can you not ship them when the first thing Ung orders as emperor is to strip his rival down naked?
My Thoughts:
Again, it is one of those ships that you have to kinda accept is somewhat toxic, which if done correctly can be interesting. Rivals to lovers (or lovers to rivals) are always fun to play around with. What made them hate each other? Was it always like this or did something happen? I never read any of the books so I just assume the hatred wasn’t always like this. And more importantly, while the others couldn’t stand Skeksil, SkekUng’s hatred seemed more personal.
What makes me happy about them:
I think what makes me happy is that, regardless of if you ship them as lovers or exes, there is enough material to where humor can play. If I want Skeksil to call Ung a piece of shit, it is in character whether or not they are a couple. For most ships, there’s this idea that it has to be perfect or pure. But with these two, especially with the fact they are skeksis, you can dive into that bickering married couple vibe.
What makes me sad about them:
What makes them sad is that they are tragic. Either way you want to look at it there was probably a point to where they were happy and now they are old angry creatures who screwed each other over so badly that the hate boils deep.
Things done in fanfic that annoys me:
Honestly, of all the fics I’ve read about them is pretty good. Again, their relationship doesn’t have to be perfect and wholesome. If the fic is about how abusive the relationship is then it’s valid. It is a toxic ship. And to have fics that have that as the selling point is perfect. It would be VERY hard to screw up a fic about these two.
Things I look for in fanfic:
Something I do enjoy is when the fic makes an effort to show that both of them are flawed. If Ung uses his strength to assert himself then Sil would use his cunning and words. Sometimes I do like to see Ung having a bit more power, but nevertheless having both parties be in the wrong is interesting to read.
Who I’d be comfortable with them ending up with, if not each other:
My close friends already know this. Skeksil ending up with Var, Mal, or Tek is always a plus for me. Ung, however, I can only imagine with Tek. That’s only because I’m too pea-brained to remember everyone and I haven’t picked up the books to learn more out of pure laziness.
My happily ever after for them:
This one is hard, cause for most ships happily ever after is them getting together and living their lives. But we know that the Skeksis ending is tragic. Their existence is tragic. I can only say that a halfway happy ending is them having hatchlings together. But only if their relationship is a bit stable.
Who is the big spoon/little spoon:
We know for a damn fact SkekSil is a little spoon.
What is their favorite non-sexual activity:
You ever have roast sessions with your friends? Imagine that but with more death threats.
#silung#skeksil x skekung#ben-the-hyena#skeksis#skeksil#skekung#the dark crystal#the dark crystal aor#shipping ask#ask me#slightly problematic
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Hi! Can i select this ask for Ksenia/Vasily: Has your OC had a bad breakup or nasty ex? If so does this have any affect on their current relationship? And also this one: What do their respective families think of their relationship? Thanks!!!
ohmygosh, hi again! thank you too! somehow you’ve picked two of the questions I started off with the fewest headcanons for but... I’m gonna try anyway xD
questions are from here!
💔 Has your OC had a bad breakup or nasty ex? If so does this have any affect on their current relationship?
I have this concept in mind of Ksenia having an ex who appeared to love her at first, but then they abruptly broke up with her when things got only mildly troubling for the relationship. people (such as this ex) leaving her behind in the past are the reason Ksenia’s abandonment issues are so serious at the time she meets Vasily. meaning that once they get together, she’ll be especially worried that he’ll forget about her or otherwise fall out of love with her at some point while they’re apart. which becomes even more troubling given that they’re apart a lot of the time earlier on in their relationship. Ksenia near constantly fears that Vasily will abandon her like others have done in the past, but he doesn’t. he never forgets about her. they’re always in the back of each other’s minds. and they promise to see each other again.
💞 What do their respective families think of their relationship?
drat, I still don’t really have solid HCs about Vasily’s family. (if anyone does have thoughts about it, I’d love to hear them!) I imagine they find his relationship with Ksenia lovely since they see that the two are such a good match! however I could also see someone thinking that Ksenia is becoming too much of a weakness for Vasily but, let’s not listen to them xD Vasily won’t want to either, and ultimately he doesn’t mind at all that Ksenia is becoming his weakness. he usually doesn’t think of it like that, instead he thinks of her as his safe haven, they can go to each other for anything.
Ksenia doesn’t tell her family about the relationship until she gets back into contact with those she got along well with. plenty of her family have heard of Vasily by this point since they follow international chess and Vasily has most likely become world champion already. it’s such a shock for Ksenia’s family to find out she’s dating the Vasily Borgov. they’re starstruck when they first meet him, but soon find out how well he treats her and how happy they are together! Ksenia makes her family promise to not bug Vasily with questions and stuff during family reunions should he come along xD
bonus! Ksenia is intent on keeping the relationship a secret from her brother Dmitry. the thing is, Dmitry and Vasily become rivals to quite the tense degree, and Ksenia has a feeling that Dmitry will basically question his existence to find out his sister and his rival are dating. this triangle between the three becomes a major point of conflict in Ksenia’s story, and when Dmitry does find out and her predictions come true, it’ll be up to her to resolve things between him and Vasily. after all, she’s not about to choose between her brother and her lover, and she wants them both to know and accept that.
thanks a bunch for the ask again! it means so much to me to get these! I hope you enjoyed my responses and the additions to the story 💝💝💝
#mine#the mailbox#answered#hrh-helena#oc ksenia koltovskaya#vasily borgov#ksenia x borgov#headcanons#the queen's gambit#the queens gambit#tqg#tqg fanfiction
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hi ho, i’m ac. she/her, gmt+1 and 23. i bring you my son matias. he’s an onion, lots of layers. i love him tho, i basically just use him for every rp lmao so if you’ve seen him around ??? well
❛ ✶ ( CODY CHRISTIAN , CIS MALE , HE/HIM ) . who the hell is blasting BAD INTENTIONS by ALEXANDER OSCAR at one in the morning ? nevermind , that’s just MATIAS BORGES from 1106 . apparently , they are a TWENTY-THREE year old SOCCER PLAYER from PROVINCETOWN , MASSACHUSETTS , and they’ve been living at the complex for 1 YEAR . i heard they can be a bit JUDGMENTAL , but they make up for it by being so CHARISMATIC — which makes sense , considering that they are a ARIES ! when i think of them , i imagine GYM BAG THROWN RIGHT AT THE DOOR, DOG TOYS LAYING AROUND TO TRIP OVER & A BLACK AND WHITE ASSORTMENT OF SNEAKERS . and of course , don’t forget to follow them at ( @MATIASBORGES ) ! ooc . ac , 23 , gmt+1 , she/her .
first of all, here’s his pinterest !
BACKGROUND:
okay so, matias grew up in provincetown,massachusetts, i know wtf. it was very idyllic, and both his parents were quite happy with the outdoors, with a love for sailing and soccer, and his mom loved gardening, which they had plenty opportunity to do there.
his dad is like aby rosen, real estate tycoon and entrepreneur, owns a lot of prestigious buildings around the world. his mom is a retired supermodel and is basically like chrissy teigen at this point, socialite making cookbooks and fucking dishing out life advice on twitter and what not.
he has a younger sister, whomst he’d 100% throw hands for. even if all she does is probably roast his ass, it is what he deserves. she’s way smarter than him but then again, it’s not that hard.
so although he did live in provincetown and there were plenty fancy private schools in boston and what not, his parents had a designated fancy private/boarding school in new york. so he moved to new york for high school.
matias was always an immense soccer talent and all he dreamed of while growing up was to one day play for the big european teams, like barcelona, manchester, bayern munchen and what not. i wouldn’t say soccer was/is his life, but like it kinda is. it takes up a lot of his time and thoughts. if he’s not playing soccer he’s probably out for a run or in the gym.
so he graduated with a degree in sports management from ucla, cause if his career as a soccer player falls through. especially since he’s had injuries before and knows that certain injuries are career ending and he wants to do something within the sport even when he can’t plau. his dad has always lowkey wanted for him to take over the company but has also never outright not supported matias’ soccer dreams.
currently he’s playing soccer for the new york red bulls, which is a pretty sick deal and he’s just out here vibing to be honest.
PERSONALITY:
so matias is like a walking contradiction. on the outside he’s very grumpy and gives off a very snobby vibe, like he’s too good for you and like talking to you is a waste of time.
i’d say he’s an introverted mind stuck in an extroverted body. he like can’t help but socialize and talk to everyone but it’s not that he really wants to, in reality he’d rather just be left alone or with the few select he doesn’t mind having around. but has this energy that makes people think the opposite and also quite often is found smiling or cracking jokes lol. is rarely ever serious.
generally dislikes people, like immediately he’ll find something to dislike about someone, maybe he’ll be forced to realize it’s bullshit or maybe he’ll find even more to dislike, but he approaches anyone and anything with some level of dislike.
most of the negative shit stems from high school and realizing how shitty people actually are? like don’t get me wrong, he was like the golden boy and he loves attention pls, but high school was definitely where he started to like realize how fake all these rich people are, and like developed this facade to play along with them. definitely changed a lot in high school, least on the outside.
he’s very much a mama’s boy. full of energy and curiosity. honestly, quite caring when it comes down to it, even if he doesn’t actually give a shit, he will try and cheer up a stranger and make sure someone is okay, even if he miserably fails, he will try. very observational??? will notice even the slightest change in people, not always he acts on it or acts the right way on it tho, but yeah.
honestly, probably falls in love like five time a day and then the next day he’s over it. but when he falls he falls, like flat on his face.
he’s very straight forward, also very good at covering insults and shit up with jokes. if he doesn’t like you though, you’ll know, he wont try to hide that.
he’s mostly down to earth though, appreciates a good party and hanging with the boys getting some beer. enjoys giving out shitty advice, don’t ever listen to him he doesn’t know what he’s talking about, talks just because he can.
is honestly pretty flirty but it’s rarely on purpose, if he actually likes you he probably doesn’t know what to say and he’ll easily just wrap around your finger. boi where’s your backbone...
HEADCANONS/TIDBITS:
doesn’t have any sense of time, if you wanna invite him to something, do invite him an hour early and he might make it on time, that is unless he got a better offer.
soccer wise he’s centre midfielder.
although his family is pretty known in the socialite and business world matias has managed to stay out of the news except for one time when he was vacaying in the hamptons with some friends and they accidentally sped across fragile dunes and the protected nesting area of the piping plover, on ATV’s. it is basically the most powerful resident in the hamptons and it’s a bird. anyway he was taken to court but since they hadn’t found evidence of the bird on their ATV’s they weren’t charged with anything.
drives an audi rs7 sportsback in red because he’s just such an audi driver like….do i even have to explain?? such an audi driver.
very important! he has a son, called thor, he’s a one year old belgian malinois and he’s everything. the apple of his eye. definitely spends more time on his dog than any actual person. click here for thor.
in this universe he’s taller than cody actually is, ‘cause he’s a midget, so you know, here he’s a nice height akgha. like 6ft or something
WANTED CONNECTIONS:
ex(es) honestly give me all of it, the boy is stupit so that alone is enough of a reason to break it off. nah but honestly, it could’ve been one that stung a bit ‘cause if he really does invest in someone he’s actually not a terrible boyfriend. but yeah some relationships that didn’t end well, or some that did perhaps, idk. i’m here for it all.
hook-ups, because that’s fun and we all gotta hoe it out sometimes.
some sort of friends to lovers??? will they wont they???
his sisteeeer *eyes*
teammates?
rivals? enemies? just a general dislike i imagine, matias can be rather hard to work with and be around because he’s annoying tbh so yeah.
i’m gonna add a tag for wanted connections at one point fo sure.
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