#he literally looked SO good in the bubble like wow what a man
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giving them flowers ♡
a/n. recently i bought my mom flowers and it made her so happy :”) i’m gonna have to do it more but meanwhile lemme imagine my fav boys getting some flowers they deserve 🤭
and before we move on here’s a bouquet you you as well, my lovely reader 💐💐💐💐
┆彡 CHAN [ 찬 ]
shy flustered chan = heart attack
from all of the things he did not expect you to give him flowers
at first his life is flashing before his eyes though because he thought he forgot about something
“knock knock!” you giggled and knocked at the door and when chan hummed softly, you opened them widely “hello, lover boy!”
chan turned his head towards you, pushing the headphones over to his neck. you watched his eyes widen in shock, glued to the beautiful flower bouquet you were holding in your hands.
“what’s that?” he chuckled and you stepped closer, placing a tender kiss on his forehead.
“those are flowers. for my very talented boyfriend” you grinned and handed him the bouquet. chan was frozen, staring at the colorful flowers in his hands with cheeks dusted pink.
“i… woah. i’m speechless, y/n, but what did i do to deserve them?” chan chuckled gently and looked at you. he noticed your features softening, grin melting into a sweet smile.
“you exist” you nodded and pressed a kiss onto his forehead, his heart banging against his rib cage a little too hard.
he brags about the flowers literally everywhere and to everyone – on live, bubble, to kids… even send a pic to his parents :”)
if he could he would keep them forever!! but he puts them in a pretty vase and takes care of them oh so tenderly <3
┆彡 MINHO [ 민호 ]
his eyes will go wide and ears as red as a tomato!!!
(even though you gifted all of his mc friends flowers, his heart is still fluttering)
he’s clearly taken aback but obviously he’ll act like it’s nothing
but you know better (and you’ll let him think that you don’t)
to be frank, lee know didn’t know it was you until he heard your voice.
“you all did amazing today!” you chirped and hoped it was minho, jungwoo and minju since yin couldn’t see them – maybe carrying three big bouquets wasn’t the smartest move.
“y/n? what are you–” minju giggled and suddenly you felt the flowers being took over. minho was looking at you, stunned, as minju and jungwoo admired the flowers.
“well i thought i’ll give you flowers. being an mc isn’t easy!” you grinned and handed the bouquet that stayed in your arms to minho. he blinked slowly, ears turning red. you sent him a warm smile.
“oh wow, y/n. i’m jealous, you’re such a great girlfriend” jungwoo joked and slightly pushed minho towards you, gesturing minju to go somewhere else and give you some time alone.
“those are really pretty” minho mumbled, looking at you “you didn’t have to, though”
you rolled your eyes and quickly pecked his cheek.
they will post a selca of them holding the flowers
stays will be pointing out how wildly lee know is grinning but only you knew the truth <3
expect to receive flowers the other day because it’s just his way of saying thank you 🥹
┆彡 CHANGBIN [ 창빈 ]
i am praying for you because that man will not let you live peacefully
by that i mean he’s constantly on your shoulder, cooing and whining his cute you are and how much you love him so that you gave him flowers
for like a WEEK
but honestly he just got such a buzz o as energy and love and just good vibes, he loves you sm :(
“oh! what’s that?!” you can hear changbin’s gasp when you enter the dorm, flowers in your hand.
“for you!” you grin and his jaw drops in shock as he sprints to you
“flowers?! for me?! aigoo, y/n you’re such a cutie, my heart can’t handle that!”changbin whines and dramatically drops to his knees, grabbing his heart. you laugh at his actions and help him stand up
“here, sniff them” you hand him the flowers and he takes a deep breath.
“they smell pretty! aish, y/n…” bin giggles and places a messy peck in your cheek only to sniff the flowers again with a grin.
even though he doesn’t know much about plant care, he tries his best
treasures the bouquet like his life depended on it 🥹🥹
┆彡 HYUNJIN [ 현진 ]
be honest, do you want him dead?
this man’s poor cannot survive this
YOU got HIM flowers because they reminded you of HIM
dead.
“jinnie, close your eyes!” you shout once you arrive home and he does, a goofy smile on his face. his mind races like crazy to figure out what did you do this time… but then he hears a soft ruffle and your hands grabbing his, then putting something in them.
“can i open them now?” he asks and you chuckle, letting out a quiet yes. as soon as his eyes meet the flowers, his features soften “huh?”
“when i was walking home i noticed a new flower shop opened! i saw those and they reminded me of you so i just had to buy them…” you mumbled and hyunjin hugged you tightly, heart almost ripping from his chest.
“y/n… you’re an angel” he murmured against your skin, not able to control the smile that grew on his lips
takes the pics with the flowers and of the flowers, posts them e v e r y w h e r e
he also painted them, using watercolours and hung the drawing in your living room – so even when the flowers sadly die out, he can still look at them <3
┆彡 JISUNG [ 지성 ]
he thought he did something… or didn’t do. or forgot to do something. or maybe you did something–
so yeah, you kind of gave him a heart attack
but once the realisation sets in, you have a melting quokka on the floor
literally.
“what’s… what… huh?” han is stuttering the second he sees those beautiful flowers in your hands. you giggle and peck his cheek as a greeting and then hand him the flowers. but he doesn’t take them yet.
“it’s for you!” you grin and he blinks twice, thrice… just to suddenly slide from his chair, his hoodie riding up and covering his face “what?”
“you… you bought me flowers?” jisung murmurs, now fully laying on the floor.
“yes, i did” you laugh, causing him to smile.
“i thought i forgot about anniversary or you did something– but woah, y/n they are so pretty” jisung sighs dreamily, sitting up and taking a sniff while looking at you with a cheesy smile on his lips. 3… 2… 1… “you’re prettier tho–”
you smack his arm jokingly and join him on the floor.
the boys tease him because he is WHIPPED!!!
but he doesn’t care, he just loves you too much and isn’t afraid to show it :”)
┆彡 YONGBOK [ 용복 ]
he almost kissed you to death
he finds it the most heart warming thing you’ve ever done and just melts on the spot
“hi baby!” you chirp happily, felix’s eyes widening as soon as he saw you backstage.
“hi, angel! what are you doing here?” he trailed off as he noticed the big, pretty bouquet in your hand. you smiled and gave him the flowers, ruffling his hair.
“i just wanted to congratulate on the sound, that’s all. hopefully the boys won’t be offended i didn’t give them flowers…” you giggled and yongbok’s cheeks dusted pink, heart rate speeding.
“they’re for me? oh… oh wow. you really want me dead, do you? you’re so adorable…” felix murmured and gently put the flowers away only to attack your face with kisses.
he could buy you (and will if you keep doing that) all the flowers in the world 🥹
as much as he loves his friends, he’s feeling superior because his girlfriend gave him flowers <3
┆彡 SEUNGMIN [ 승민 ]
oh seungmo ☹️
obviously he’ll act like he doesn’t care
a soft groan greets you and you can’t help but smile at the sleepy state your boyfriend is in.
“why did it take you so long?” he murmurs and stops in his tracks upon noticing the fresh flowers in your hands “oh”
“exactly, oh” you giggle and put the bag with snacks you bought on the kitchen counter and then hand him the flowers “these are for you”
“for me?” he asks in disbelief, rubbing his eyes.
“mhm. from the flower shop you bought me flowers when we went on our date” you grin and ruffle his hair. leaving the room to take off your coat and shoes peacefully, seungmin punches a pillow that’s nearby with a heart racing at inhuman pace.
he feels so fuzzy and sick with the love ugh 🙄🙄
the boys will ask him about the flowers but he’ll ignore the comments, murmuring something underneath his breath
(something meaning “you’re just jealous”)
┆彡 JEONGIN [ 정인 ]
literally goes :D
he loves u sm his heart is about to explode fr
if he could he would hide you in his pocket and never let go
jeongin was wondering what took you so long. sure, it started raining but you texted him you’re almost home like five minutes ago. he looked outside the window and that’s when the doorbell rang, causing him to jog excitedly to the door.
“come on in, i’ll make you some tea! what’s that?” he asked curiously when you entered the room, absolutely soaked with flowers in your hand.
“they looked so pretty i couldn’t resist. that’s why i was late” you breathed out, looking at the wet bouquet “sorry it’s… well, wet. do you have a vase?”
“wait, it’s for me?” jeongin’s mouth fell apart. you nodded with a grin and he hugged you tightly, almost crushing the flowers while doing so “aish? y/n! you’re such a cutie!”
then he leaned away and squeezed your cheeks. at least you warmed up a bit.
he’s watching over them like they’re his babies :(
also expect to be gifted a 3x bigger bouquet because he just loves you so much
[ masterlist <3 ]
taglist. @geniejunn ,, @luvhyun3 ,, @starlostseungmin ,, @elviransworld ,, @jnks6r ,, @sieunsgf ,, @ethereallino ,, @laylasbunbunny ,, @duolingofanaccount ,, @slytherinhobi ,, @jung0ne ,, @ka-ni-ma ,, @iliveforlixie ,, @moonacholy ,, @ameliesaysshoo ,, @dazzlingligth ,, @mark-geolli ,, @l3visbby ,, @w3bqrl ,, @ddenoudepression ,, @yourfavoritefreakyhan
#skz fluff#skz bang chan#skz jeongin#skz minho#seungmin skz#skz han#skz hyunjin#skz felix#skz changbin#skz scenarios#skz reactions#skz imagines#skz soft hours#stray kids imagine#skz x reader
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Dating Jin headcanons
Seokjin x Reader
Warnings: swearing, teeny bit suggestive
A/N: More headcanons because they're fun and I can't sleep🤷. Working on these lists is making me so soft for the members all over again, it's crazy. Anyway, hope you like them!
Masterlist
Requests are open
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Dating Jin is like dating your best friend.
Cause, I mean, you basically are.
He is a hopeless romantic, in every sense of the phrase.
A Classic Gentleman. Opens doors for you, holds your hand on the stairs, shows up for your first date in a suit with bouquet of flowers(even though your just going to the fair or smth)
So awkward when you first start dating, his ears probably stayed red for a solid three weeks.
Does that blushy, flustered laugh thing anytime you complement him. Like yeah, he knows he's Mr.WWH, but hearing it from you just hits different, man.
He admitted before to getting so lost in daydreaming about his future s/o that he's burned food, and I think that would still happen(hopefully to a less severe degree) now that he has you.
Like, you'll be talking about something and look over at him, and he just has that distant look in his eyes. And you're like "Hello?" And he just blurts out something like "We should get a cat." "What?!"
You've heard his dad jokes, now get ready for the cheesiest, cringiest pick-up lines ever.
"I'm not a photographer, but I can picture me & you together." "Please stop." "Are you from Paris? Because Eiffel for you." "That doesn't even make sense!"
His flirt game is actually pretty good tho, he's just so nonchalant about it, that it tends to catch you off guard.
You:*walks in room* Him: "Wow." You:"What?" Him:"I just forgot how gorgeous you were."
Likes taking you on fancy dates, but usually prefers cozier, lowkey dates with you.
Like, one day he'll take you to the nicest restaurant in town, the next, he's dragging your ass to some lake to go fishing.
Cooking dates that start out pretty cute and sweet, but become increasingly unhinged as time goes on(there's a korean youtube channel TryToEat, that I swear is what he would be like)
Calls you things like 'Jagi' and 'Honey', as well as more weird, Jin-esque names like 'Bubble'(he thinks it's cute, just go with it)
Couples outfits that range from matching sweatsuits to those t-shirts that say "if found, please return to Jin" & "I'm Jin".(He claims it's for safety reasons because what if he loses you at the mall or smth?)
Y'all pick on each other constantly.
"You look like a Pokémon." "Big talk for someone built like fucking Dorito."
Like, you've seen him with Jungkook, he's a menace. But now, he's your menace. (Imma pray for you)
But he's the only one allowed to pick on you. Anyone else who tries is in for the cussing out of a lifetime.
House Husband Vibes.
Takes pride in looking after you, whether that's taking care of you when you're sick, or just making dinner on a random Wednesday. It makes him feel needed.
Speaks as if you're already married.
"Think about the kids." "What kids?!" "The cats!" "We don't have cats yet!" "Aha, yet! So we are going have some eventually!"
Has the tendency to finish every conversation by giving you a lil smooch. (Doesn't matter if he was talking to you or someone else, you're getting kisses)
Needy
Literally hangs off of you whenever he's tired or wants attention.
Long, drawn out kisses where he backs you against the wall or counter that can make you forget about anything else other than him.
Likes to lay on you rather than with you. Like, you are his favorite pillow, and he will whine if you don't let him have his pillow time, cause he's a dramatic mf.
"AGH, Y/N-AH LOVES ME NOT! HOW WILL I GO ON?!
The other members don't call him the actual maknae for no reason, he's kinda baby.
You're one of the only people who get to see his more serious sides though, however brief their appearances may be.
Argues with you over the dumbest shit, but avoids actually fighting with you like a plague.
Overall, he's very sweet though and would do anything for you. Idk, he's just so, 💞ugh, yeah Imma go now.
#seokjin drabble#seokjin fluff#seokjin scenarios#seokjin headcanons#jin fluff#jin x reader#jin imagine#jin x y/n#seokjin x reader#seokjin x y/n#bts scenarios#bts headcanons#bts fluff#bts reaction#bts reactions#bts x y/n#bts x reader#jin scenarios#jin headcanons#seokjin#7ndipity
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Gyomei Himejima head cannons Non-nsfw and Nsfw
Non-Nsfw
Gyomei is such a sweet and caring partner, if you ever needed to vent to him he will drop everything he's doing and listen to you. (Unless he's in a battle, work is his first priority.)
He really wants you to know that he loves you and you love him. Praise him!! He wants to know he's doing something right or wants to know he's doing good.
He definitely smells like either coffee or a vanilla candle, I'm telling you THIS MAN SMELLS GOOD!! It just makes him so much more attractive bro.
Since he is blind, he can't see what you look like or your body.. so whenever you two go to bed or cuddle he tries his best to memorize how your body feels in his arms.
"my dear what are you doing?" You chuckle, before going to bed you felt Gyomei embrace you in his arms.. one of his hands trailed all over your body as the other ran his fingers through your hair.
"Apologies my love-" he mumbled embarrassedly, removing his hands from your body immediately thinking you were uncomfy.
"it's fine my dear! But may I ask why you were doing that?" You asked curiously, grabbing his hand and placing it on your belly.
"this might come off as strange, but I just want to memorize every detail about you.. my darling."
‼️NSFW BELOW YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED ‼️
THIS MAN IS... WOW... BIG.
he's at least 8-9 INCHES??
his girth is literally insane..
He could literally break you in half if he wanted to..
Definitely a switch, but is probably leaning towards Dom.
Soft Dom definitely
HE DEFINITELY IS SCARED OF HURTING YOU
but after a while of a long healthy relationship he'd probably calm down a bit, but still have his guard up.
He only cares about make you feel good :((
PRAISE HIM BRO‼️ LET HIM KNOW HES DOING A GOOD JOB
he has amazing aftercare
He tries to make sure he doesn't lose himself because he knows how big he is.
BUT THEY'RE IS ONE EXCEPTION.
if you tell him you want kids...
BROS FINNA GO FULL HAM
he tries his hardest and I mean his HARDEST to try to not move so fast and try not to hurt you buttt...
YOUR CLEARLY ENJOYING IT AND HES ENJOYING IT SOOO WHY STOP YK?
He will have a higher sexual drive then usual when you announce to him you want a kids
HE WILL BE ROCK HARD THE SECOND YOU BEG HIM TO PLEASE HAVE KIDS WITH YOU
He will ask a million times if you are sure
He's a really good mattress bro
He definitely has a size kink and maybe a breeding kink but maybe that's about it
He isn't really afraid of trying anything new as long as you like it
Moan after moan was stripped from your throat as you felt another orgasm coming.
"Mei ~" you mewled, signaling that you were close.
"it's okay my dear you can cum." He smiled, cooing in your ear, not once stopping to slow his fast pace as he harshly pounded away mercilessly at your dripping wet cunt. You felt so good.. he wanted to give you everything you wanted.
How might this have happened you might ask?
Simple, you asked for kids in the most straightforward way possible.
You couldn't sleep no matter how hard you tried, you were tossing and turning all night you couldn't get one singular thought out of your mind.. Kids.
The next day you looked noticably tired and had a very grumpy attitude, Gyomei obviously noticed since he was your partner and got worried since you weren't talking to him about it.
"is something wrong my dear?" He asked when you both got home, his red shiny prayer beads still in hand as he looked down at you waiting for your answer.
"breed me."
"excuse me? Can you repeat that sorry I don't think I hear you correctly-"
"breed my womb and impregnate me."
You felt his hot springs of cum shoot inside you, a warm fuzzy feeling coming to you.
"Hah..." You breathed out, flipping over on the bed tired.
"Lets go to the bathroom to get freshened up? alright?" He asked, scooping you us in his big muscular arms.. and sat you down on the bathroom counter, cleaning you up first and then you both got in a bubbly bath.
"I really love you Mei" I softly smiled
"I do too my blessed."
#gyomei himejima#gyomei smut#kimetsu gyomei#gyomei x you#demon slayer headcanons#gyomei x reader#gyomei headcanons#demon slayer
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Hey, I love your gavi fics. Could you do one where reader is very confident and flirty, always making him nervous with how straight forward she is. Loves to compliment him and kiss his hand. Maybe even him getting teased my his teammates about it.
sry this is extremely specific 😅
Forward (Gavi x reader)
This was such a cute request omg.
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"Good morning Vogue Espana! I'm y/n, and this is Valeria, and today we'll be playing Vogue's 'Bestie Quiz'!"
You looked over at Valeria and gave her a wink, causing her to roll her eyes and laugh. The two of you made up 1/2 of Rumores, a Spanish pop group that rose to popularity through TikTok because of your relatable lyrics and how easily people could connect to the group members. You all had fun and bubbly personalities, still fimlimg vlog-style TikToks despite blowing up. Since you dropped your first album as a group, everyone was eager to get a piece of the next hot thing.
You had been contacted by an agency in Spain to get signed, and all moved into Barcelona within about a month. Since then, it had been borderline mayhem. Award shows, fashion shows, exclusive parties - the works. You were now at Vogue Espana headquarters, preparing for a group cover shoot. The editors had asked you and Valeria to pair up and make some video content, as you both had addictive personalities and bounced off each other really well. Long story short - any time you two filmed together, it got millions of views.
"Alright y/n lets start off with an easy one: what is my Starbucks order?"
You tried to cross your legs, almost falling over in the chair, causing the whole production crew to laugh.
"Ignore me almost dying. She's only asking me this question because she knows it really embarrasses me to my core to order this, especially here in Barcelona! It's a venti iced caramel macchiato, 9 pumps of caramel, extra caramel sauce on the top and bottom. Can you imagine having to say this out loud?"
The set was filled with laughter. They cut the take to get your makeup touched up, which was now melting off under the bright studio lights. You both continued to quiz each other, laughing and bantering playfully. You looked down at the cue cards with the questions, letting out a loud groan at the next question.
"Val this is rigged in your favor. How come I get all the hard questions and you get this? It's literally the easiest possible question?"
"Stop complaining because the producers think I'm cute and want life to be easy for me. Just ask the question."
"Okay okay: Who is my celebrity crush?"
"Oh wow you're right. That's so easy it's borderline cheating. Have you not seen her social media? Of course it's Pablo Gavi."
You leaned over the back of your chair dramatically, fanning your face.
"Ughhhhh Gavi! Have you ever seen a man so fine and so talented and so freaking delicious?"
Everyone in the studio had to hold back their laughter as so not have it be heard in the recording.
“She’s obsessed you guys I don’t even know how to explain.”
“I think obsessed is the wrong word.”
Valeria turned to you and gasped, getting up from her seat and running over to you, wrestling your phone from your hands. She pulled it free, walking up to the camera with it.
“Let me just make sure she has no inappropriate notifications. Not obsessed? Please look at her Lock Screen. It’s literally taking over her life.”
You hid your face in your hands as your screen lit up, revealing a picture of Gavi from the World Cup as your Lock Screen. The camera zoomed in on you, capturing your embarrassed reaction.
“Listen listen listen. I’ve been a Barça fan since forever. He’s fine and talented. How am I supposed to not fall in love with him?? I feel like that’s too much to ask for.”
Your crush on Gavi was not a secret by a long shot. It has been obvious to your audience since the World Cup qualifiers, when you posted a picture of him in the white uniform, captioning the photo “who is this and where can I find him 😍😍”. Your followers had come through, sending his handle in your DMs several thousand times. You followed him on Instagram and started fangirling in the comments of all his posts.
@uruser
“ Great job today Pablo 🥰”
“My favorite color is now pablo- I mean purple 🥵”
“The only heat in Qatar is gonna be you on the field 😘”
One day, as you did your makeup on a livestream, idly talking to your phone, you noticed the chat moving at a much faster pace than you were used to. You looked at the messages, trying to read something, but it moved so fast the letters blurred together.
"Wait wait how do I stop the chat I can't read you're all typing too quickly."
You figured out how to stop the comments flying by your face, reading the words "GAVI FOLLOWED YOU BACK".
You screamed at the top of your lungs. You started jumping in excitement, shaking the floor so much that your phone fell to the floor. Comments continued to fly in about how this was the beginning of your love story.
This was officially your in. Now that he followed you, you were able to swipe up on his Instagram stories. Every couple of days when Gavi would post, you would leave him flirty messages, never thinking he was going to respond.
"Amazing goal Gavi! You know you could score with me any day tho ;)"
This unfortunate cheesy message got a like. When you saw the small scarlet heart, you almost went into cardiac arrest. It was working. Slowly but surely you were getting him to recognize you.
Gavi hated pulling out his phone in the locker room. He would instantly hear wolf whistles and cheers from his teammates.
"Ay, Gavi, who are the messages from? The pop princess or the real princess?"
He would turn bright red, hiding his face in his shirt. He had seen your comments, and he didn't know who you were at first. He approached Pedri one day, asking him if he knew who you were.
"Gavi please be serious. You haven't heard of Rumores? They're opening for Rosalia this summer. They're super talented. And each member is hotter than the next."
"Wait," Balde chimed in, "who from Rumores is sending Gavi messages?"
"y/n"
Balde's eyes widened to the size of satellites. He grabbed the phone and started recording a voice message on the messages between you and Gavi.
"y/n my darling, this is Alejandro. Forget about this idiot Gavi and DM me your number. Let me appreciate you in a way that he cannot."
Gavi grabbed the phone back. The voice note had already sent, and you had opened the message. Shit. He was practically shaking, not knowing what to do.
"Ale! Why would you do that?" He asked, trying to look away from the three dots that indicated you were typing.
"Pablo you idiot. Do you know that she was number 5 in the "World's Hottest Women" ranking? She won best face AND best ass in Spain last year. If she wants a Barca player and you're fumbling, I am willing to step up." Gavi shoved him on the shoulder, eliciting a laugh from Pedri.
"Hermano, talk to her. She has made it more than clear that she likes you."
Gavi looked at his phone again, still confused as to what to say, when a new message popped up on the screen.
"Thanks for the offer Ale, but I'm still holding out hope that Gavi will message me back one of these days ;)"
He smiled and bit his lip, locking eyes with Pedri, who wiggled his eyebrows at Gavi suggestively. He hit the older boy on the shoulder, and they went out to his car. When they arrived at Pedri's, dragged Gavi onto the couch to show him clips of you talking about Gavi.
*y/n being in love with a spicy midfielder for 17 minutes*
"Pedri why do you have this video in your favorites?"
"Be quiet and watch."
The video started playing, and Gavi was stunned when you popped up on the screen. It was a clip of you at an award show, dresses in a gorgeous maroon two-piece that showed your midriff and lower stomach, as well as ornate stomach jewelry.
"y/n you look absolutely gorgeous this evening. We heard you were a Barcelona fan? Is this true? And if so, who is your favorite player?"
You smiled widely, causing Gavi's intestines to twist into pretzels.
"Of course I'm a Barca fan. All hot girls are Barca fans. My favorite player of all time is Messi, but on the current squad? Pablo Gavi. He's so talented and not to mention gorgeous."
Gavi brought a cushion to his chest and hugged it tightly. He was used to people calling him attractive in comments, but it was different seeing it live, hearing it from someone who the whole world thought was gorgeous. The next clip was a TikTok, in which you and Valeria danced in matching Gavi and Pedri jerseys.
"See Pablito, she already has your shirt for when she comes to the games to support you."
That comment earned Pedri a swift smack, which he was unable to dodge. Gavi continued to watch the rest of the video, borderline kicking his feet at how fuzzy he felt hearing that you thought he was hot and talented.
"Thanks for watching the Bestie Quiz! Make sure to like the video and subscribe to Vogue Espana. Bye!"
The camera switched off, and you and Valeria stepped off the chairs you were sat in. You immediately got onto Instagram live to pub the video.
"Hey everyone! We just got done filming for Vogue Espana's YouTube channel! Make sure to tune in when the video comes out. And... tomorrow we'll be touring a certain football stadium. Make sure you're following us here and on TikTok to stay up to date with all the latest from us!"
Gavi's jaw dropped. Of course he tuned into the live. He was eager to hear the sound of your voice, see your face lit up with joy. He had been thinking about you for weeks now, unable to say anything to you from embarrassment. He didn't know how to be charismatic and suave and the man that the internet portrayed him to be. He was a dork. He didn't know how talk to you. So when he heard that you were visiting a football camp, he texted the groupchat.
[Gavi]: Is that girl group coming to Camp Nou tomorrow?
[Pedri]: ah ah ah no one respond. Gavi, go ask your admirer. A good way to start a conversation.
[Ansu]: ^^^
[Alejandro]: retweet
He rolled his eyes. They were right. It was the perfect opportunity to reach out to you. But he was still nervous - what if he didn't live up to your expectations?
He typed out a simple message and hit send with his eyes closed.
@pablogavi - are you coming to el campo tomorrow?
"Valeria, remember how you told me that he would never talk to me because I was 'creepy' and a 'weirdo'? Well, eAT YOUR WORDS HE JUST MESSAGED ME!"
You flopped onto the couch, kicking your feet like a lovesick teenager.
@uruser - if I am, will you give me a special tour? xx
@pablogavi - i'll try
The next day you were positively giddy with joy. You were going to get a private tour of Camp Nou with your three closest friends. And you were going to be breathing the same air as Pablo Gavi. This was your chance to shoot your shot. You put on a black tank top and some light wash jeans that enhanced your award-winning ass. You turned on a livestream so people could watch you and Valeria do your makeup, playing Meg Thee Stallion as you got ready. You started dancing, twerking a little bit in the mirror.
"She's practicing for later when she sees Gavi."
You slap Valeria on the arm, the chat exploding at the idea. You ended the live shortly after, getting in your car to be driven over.
Gavi was a nervous wreck. He had changed his shoes three times, wondering which pair of Dunks would impress you the most. Gel or natural hair? Should he wear his classic long sleeve or just the jersey? Pedri's honking was disturbing the whole neighborhood. He ran downstairs (he picked the gray dunks), getting in Pedri's car as fast as possible.
"If Alejandro get to her first, you only have yourself to blame."
Gavi laughed lightly, but he felt like he was going to be sick.
You and the girls arrived to Camp Nou at 10am, eager to take a tour. You were greeted by several members of staff, including Sara, who worked the team's social media. She would be following you all throughout the day to get clips for the official Instagram and Twitter accounts. You walked into the office, greeted first by Xavi. You were all super excited to be in the presence of the coach and World Cup winner. He spoke with you about the history of the club, then lead you through the facilities to the locker room, where you would be meeting the players. Your group members walked in ahead of you as you grabbed a selfie with Xavi.
Gavi would never admit it, but he stood on his tiptoes to try and catch a glimpse of you. He was in jeans and a jersey, ditching the long sleeve since he wouldn't be hurting his arms (not because he saw a video of you saying that you were in love with his arms. That could never be the reason). You walk in and it was like someone had lit his veins on fire. He was so overwhelmed by your gentle laugh and your bright smile. Your eyes scanned the players and landed on Gavi, biting your lip and winking at him. He looked to the floor, hiding the satisfied look on his face from the cameras recording. You greeted all the players, and after getting past Ferran and Alejandro, you got to Gavi. He put one sweaty hand out for you to shake.
"Nice to finally meet you, Gavi. You're even better looking in person."
You shook his hand and pulled him in, giving him a kiss on each cheek. Typical for Spain, but not something you had done for the other players.
"I as well also think meeting you is good." Gavi stammered out, making absolutely no sense. You smiled at him, causing his heart to race faster. Your hand lingered on his for a moment before you moved on to Pedri.
"You're going to make a really bad impression on Xavi if you break our young talent in the middle of the season." He said to you, causing you to pull away and laugh, pretending you didn't have the faintest idea what he was talking about. At the end of the greetings, the team members pulled out the shirts that had been prepared for all of you. Sara pulled out yours and handed it to Gavi, knowing keeping you together would produce the best trending content. Fan service pays the bills. He unfolded the shirt and saw your name at the top, and under...
"Number 6?" He asked, lifting an eyebrow at you. You looked at him from your seat, patting the spot next to you. He reluctantly sat down, and held up the shirt for the photo. You placed your hand over his for the photo, and he felt like he was 12 again experiencing his first crush. When the photographers looked down to make sure the shot was clear, you leaned into Gavi's ear.
"I wanted to wear your new number. I hope it can bring you some good luck."
"You... you want me to have g-good luck?"
"Of course Pablo. When you do well you're happier, and then I'm happier."
Gavi was going to explode. What kind of woman were you? Who was this forward about their feelings? He took a deep breath and composed himself. The girls were all taking sneaky pictures, wanting to capture the moment that you and Gavi first fell in love (because they knew that you would never let him out of your sights now). His teammates were snickering, in awe of how the firecracker that they had come to love was now a pile of mush, blushing like a schoolgirl and stuttering over his words.
"Alright, we're going to film some challenges in pairs now. The rest of the team will get their pairs. Gavi and y/n, you're going to come film with me." Sara said, walking quickly outside the locker room, expecting you both to follow. Gavi got up quickly and gestured towards the door.
"Um, after you."
"Wow, you're such a gentleman." You said, giving him a gentle squeeze on the bicep before you followed Sara. What was he supposed to do now?
You walked outside into the stands and both took your seats, handed personal mics to attach to your shirts. You clipped yours on in about a minute, having done this numerous times for different shoots. Gavi, on the other hand, was struggling slightly.
"Do you want some help, Gavi? Of course that would require me to touch your chest."
He looked up at you, wire still tangled. "You're going to touch my chest?"
"Only if you want me to gorgeous." You replied with a wink. He didn't trust himself to make words, so he nodded instead. You gently grabbed the wire, threading it through his shirt, fingers lightly brushing against the toned muscle of his chest. You clipped it at the top, smoothing his shirt when you were finished.
"All done. Now we need to test them out with a sentence to make sure the staff can hear. I'll go first. Test sentence: Gavi is adorable and I'm going to ask him out before I leave today."
"You're going to do what?!" He said, eyes widened, sweat glands activated.
"It's just a gibberish test sentence. Your turn."
"Um, hello?"
"It needs to be longer than that." You said, getting comfortable in your seat.
"I don't know what to say." He said, smiling shyly and looking down.
"Try whatever comes to your mind Gavi. Literally anything."
"Okay. Ehem test sentence: I'm really nervous around y/n so I hope I don't make a fool of myself in this video."
Your cheeks heated up but you looked away, trying to play it cool. You loved that you were making him a little bit flustered, but he was gaining some confidence to respond. The camera crew stated that you were rolling, and you looked at the camera.
"Hello everyone! I'm y/n and I'm here today with Gavi, and we're going to be playing Barca's 7-second challenge!"
"Ah, my brain is too slow for this game." Gavi said, tossing is head back. The staff handed you the envelopes, and you began.
"Alright I'm going to be asking first. Name three Barca players that contributed to a goal against Real Madrid."
"Ah easy. Leo Messi, Luis Suarez, and me." He said, winking at the camera.
"Good job. You would have been my first answer." You responded. Your rizz game was insane today. You wanted to make an impression- who knows if you would ever have a chance again?
It was Gavi's turn. He opened the envelope and read the question.
"Ah this is too easy. Who are 3 Barca players that have worn the number 6?"
You smirked at the camera. "Super easy. Denis Suarez, Xavi, and the best looking in number 6, Gavi." You said, winking at him. He smiled widely, turning away from you.
"Ah lalala don't let Mister Xavi hear you say that."
After you finished filming the game, the sun had moved from the middle of the sky, making the field more pleasant. The staff informed you that the final piece of content you would be filming would be Gavi showing you how to play football. Gavi was excited. Finally something he could excel at (and maybe embarrass you for once). You both got onto the field, and you laced up the football boots you had been given by the staff. From your position on the ground you looked up.
"Should I keep one untied so I can play as well as you?"
"I- I think you should keep them tied. I'm used to falling, but I don't want you to get injured."
"Awe how cute Pablo you don't want me to break my face." You said, getting up from your spot on the ground and pinching his cheek. It was quite warm to the touch.
Once the cameras were rolling, he taught you some basics, and then he decided to show off. He started playing keep-up with the ball, moving from hit feet to his thighs to his head and shoulders. He passes the ball to you, and you tried to receive with your chest, forgetting about the extra tissue there. You bent over in pain and he came up to you, checking on you.
"Don't worry I'm fine. But if you ask nicely I'll let you kiss it better." He stood frozen with his hands on your shoulders.
"I, I, I- do you want to do something else?"
"No no, it's hot watching you play."
Gavi was at his end. He was embarrassed beyond belief. He could not believe how forward you were, and he could not believe how much he liked it. He felt special - wanted. He brought you to the front of the box, deciding to end the day by teaching you to shoot a penalty. He helped position you, and you two spent the next ten minutes making shots at the goal and joking with one another. At the end, the crew came and collected your mics, and you waiting for the other girls and players to join you.
"Oh, I almost forgot. Here, can you sign my jersey?"
You handed him the pen, turning around and lifting your hair out of the way. He bent over slightly, uncapping the pen with his teeth.
"Who should I make it out to?" He asked.
"Make it out to your future wife. Or future long-term girlfriend if you don't believe in the institution of marriage." You felt the pen meet your back, smiling to yourself.
"I have never met a girl that was as forward as you. It's a little intimidating."
You turn to him, taking your pen and sticking it into your back pocket.
"I know I've said this a million times on every platform, but I think you're cute and interesting. I'm not going to be shy about that. If I make you uncomfortable though I'll stop."
"No no. That wasn't a complaint, but I was wondering...."
"Yes, dear husband?"
"Were you serious about asking me out?"
"My God Gavi. I have made it so painfully obvious that I'm had over heels for you. I have to ask you out as well?"
"You make me shy! I can't even begin to think of where I could take you on a date. I'm just going to let you stay in the driver's seat and I'll keep being a little stupid."
"What're you going to do when I come to one of your matches? Blush and giggle in midfield?"
"You're going to come to a match? The we have to go out before then. Let me get the awkwardness out over dinner so when I'm on the field, you'll be the one blushing and swooning."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~A/N: this is so long omg :') thank you so much to whoever requested this. It was really fun to write a super confident character. I hope this is what anon was looking for, and I'm so sorry if not. I hope y'all enjoy this one, and please leave any feedback in the comments/ send them in my asks!
#pablo gavi x reader#gavi#gavi x reader#pablo gavi imagine#pablo gavi#gavi x you#gavi barcelona#fc barca#pablo gavi fluff#gavi fic#gavi fluff#pablo gavi fanfiction#gavi fanfic#pablo martín páez gavira#pablo gavi one shot#gavi imagine#gavi one shot#footballer#footballer imagine
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hi there, may i request hcs w dabi, aizawa & toga w a gn s/o whos very flirty and talkstive but when someone flirts back their brain just shuts down and they instantly become a flustered mess?🤭
*rises from the dead and drops this very very late*
Dabi
I feel like Dabi wouldn’t flirt back immediately
But he wouldn’t outright ignore you
if anything he would entertain your flirting
You would flirt with him any chance you had
“Hey, aside from being good looking, what do you do for a living?”
This makes Dabi huff out a small laugh
“Oh you know, just some rookie villain stuff.”
There was one time you had decided to flirt with him while running away from some heroes
“Don’t you ever get tired from running through my mind all day?”
“What i’m tired of is these losers chasing us.”
One day Dabi decides to flirt back just because
You had said something (he wasn’t sure what cuz he would tune you out sometimes)
“You sure are chatty, im sure i can think of a better way we can put that mouth to use.”
……
Immediate brain short circuit
You suddenly don’t know how to function
Your stuttering is intelligible
And you can feel heat rising to your face
Dabi’s lazy smile stretches into a sinister one
“No way.”
ABORT ABORT ABORT
“Uh…well see you later Dabi-”
Oh wow and now there’s a hand planted to wall next to you
“Now hold up, where did all that bravado go?”
His face seems just a tad bit too close to yours
“My uh- the um you see, i ah-”
Dabi just busts out laughing after this
Which thankfully gives you the time to flee
You are no longer safe around this man anymore tho
It is now Dabi who is initiating the flirting
You shall now deal with the actions of your consequences
Aizawa
This guy i just know would not flirt back
It was you mostly flirting with the dumbest pick up lines
Aizawa mostly rolls his eyes
But you mostly flirt during hero work
Cuz that’s when you bump into each other more often than not
And that’s when Aizawa doesn’t roll his eyes
But responds with variation of
“Focus!”
“We have no time for this.”
Or “must i be the one to face this type of torture?”
This goes on for the longest time
But you never tire from teasing Aizawa
Aizawa also doesn’t make any big fuss about trying to stop you
He kinda secretly looks forward to you bothering him
One day after taking down a villain he compliments you
“You did a great job taking down that villain, your form was especially great.”
Now mind you this was a small compliment
A very tame compliment
You stop on the spot
You suddenly don’t know how to work your legs
Aizawa is confused
After a concerned Aizawa makes sure you’re okay
The rest of the day goes on normally
Though Aizawa does come to a conclusion that he tests out the next time you bump into each other
“Good job, you looked great out there.”
Oh man do your knees go weak and you’re a babbling fool at this point
“Oh uh, y-yeah, i mean- thanks…”
From now on when you try flirting with him, Aizawa fires back with actually pretty sweet compliments
Toga
You are in trouble with her from the start
Would immediately flirt back
But she doesn’t notice this cuz that’s just the way she is
If anything she’s the one who approaches you first and just starts complimenting you left and right
“Your eyes are so pretty!”
“Can I have some of your blood?”
Most people would be like wtf
But in your mind like
“You want my blood?” 🥺👉👈
Obviously you don’t voice that out loud cuz you quite literally can’t
You kinda look like a fish out of water with the way ur trying to utter a single word out
You can almost never get a word out around her cuz she’s bubbly and just as talkative as you if not more
Which somehow leads to you making it a goal to at least not be a blabbering fool around her
It’s an ongoing challange that you can never seem to accomplish
The most you were able to get out around her was one (1) small compliment
Which didn’t phase you at first because you had genuinely meant it
“Ah, Himiko you have a really cute smile.”
She gets all starry eyes and blushy
But you don’t notice cuz you're mentally celebrating not acting a fool around her
However, that’s short-lived as soon as she wraps herself around your arms and drags you somewhere around the hideout while you’re mentally short circuiting
#mha x you#mha x reader#mha scenarios#mha imagines#dabi scenarios#dabi x y/n#dabi x reader#dabi imagine#aizawa imagine#aizawa x reader#himiko toga x reader#toga x reader#toga himiko
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Helluva Boss Tickle Headcannons
Have some headcannons because I'm bored
Blitzo
-DEVIOUS LER
-Main targets are Moxxie and Fizz (after they made up)
-If he’s in a ler mood you need to RUN (luckily it doesn’t happen often)
-Loves to chase
-Loves to sneak up on Moxxie and tickle him while claiming it’s “just a hug, what’s so funny?”
-Favorite teases have to do with his lee’s laugh/reactions
-”Oh, is this a bad spot? Too bad!”
-Very giggly lee
-Has a very giggly and bubbly laugh when tickled, a big contrast to his usual snarky and sarcastic cackles
-Main lers are Stolas, Moxxie and Fizz
-Favorite ler is Moxxie but won’t admit it to save his life
-Will never outright say he’s in a lee mood, but if you know him well enough you can tell
-He’ll lay across a ler’s lap with his shirt slightly exposing his tummy
-Or he’ll instigate a tickle fight just to have someone get revenge
-Worst spot is his knees, he’ll go into hysterics if they’re squeezed
-Can say the word but it’s embarrassing so he’d rather not
Stolas
-Very teasy ler
-My man has feathers all over him you think he’s not going to use them to torture his lee?
-Main targets are Blitzo and Octavia
-Gets his target into a lee mood then makes them ask for it
-”I don’t know what you want, darling, you’ll have to tell me~”
-Only tickles Octavia with consent, Blitzo isn’t so lucky (not that he minds)
-Isn’t ticklish, much to Blitzo’s disappointment.
Millie
-Absolutely loves to tickle Moxxie when he’s upset or stressed out
-Loves to tease
-Flusters the hell out of Moxxie and enjoys every minute of it
-Likes to point out how flustered he gets around the word
-”Awww, hun, it’s just a word! Tickle tickle tickle! Awwwww look at that blush!”
-Loves to give raspberries
-Not very ticklish but her neck gets a few giggles out of her
-Moxxie is the only person who can tickle her without getting hurt
Moxxie
-Very rare for him to ler
-Mainly only ler to Millie and Blitzo if he’s being extra annoying or upset
-Can’t say the word even when he’s ler
-THE BIGGEST LEE IN HELL OMG
-The cutest laugh in history
-Main lers are Millie and Blitzo
-Favorite ler is Millie
-Cannot ask for tickles to save his life
-Cannot handle teasing but loves it at the same time
-THE CUTEST LIL SNORTS IF YOU GET HIM GOOD AGHHHH
-Worst spot is his tummy but he’s ticklish basically everywhere
-Won’t ask his ler to stop until he literally can’t breathe and has to tap out
-Can you tell who my favorite character is?
Octavia
-Cannot ler to save her life
-Main lers are Stolas and Loona
-Hates her laugh but her ler will reassure her it’s adorable
-Blushes very easily
-Worst spot is her tummy
-Raspberries will send her into hysterics
Loona
-Octavia’s favorite ler
-100% tickles Octavia when she’s sad or particularly angsty
-Big fan of using raspberries
-Not really fond of babytalk but she will tease the living shit out of her lee
-”Oh wow, I never knew someone could be this ticklish, how do you survive?”
-Not ticklish anywhere except behind her ears
-Blitzo is the only one who knows this
Asmodeus
-OMG THIS MAN IS A LER 100%
-Only to Fizz though
-Loves to use petnames in his teases
-”Aww~ Is my little fizzy frog ticklish here?”
-Gentle tickles, then big raspberries out of nowhere just to throw his lee off their game
-THE KING OF BABYTALK OMGGG
-He’s a rooster and 100% uses his feathers to his advantage
-Bigger and stronger than Fizz so pinning him is super easy
-As soon as his lee says anything close to stop he’s cuddling them and asking is he went too far
-Only ticklish on his hips
-May or may not have accidentally hit Fizz the first time he was tickled
-IMMEDIATELY APOLOGIZED AFTER BECAUSE HE WILL NOT HURT HIS FIZZY FROG
-Doesn’t particularly like being tickled but he loves everything Fizz does so he enjoys it nonetheless
Fizzarolli
-Crazy ler
-100% uses his robot arms to pin his lee
-Main target is Blitzo but if he’s feeling brave he’ll go for Asmodeus
-Definitely has been kicked in the face before by a certain imp
-Lovesssss to tease and babytalk his lee
-”Aww~ Is the wittle baby too tickwish? Can he not handle the tickle tickle tickles?”
-Second place to Moxxie for cutest lee
-Main lers are Asmodeus and Blitzo
-Ticklish literally everywhere but his worst spot is his spine and upper back
-CANNOT HANDLE BACK/SHOULDER MASSAGES
-Asmodeus found out he was ticklish after offering to give him a massage after a hard day
-Blushy and giggly lee
-Like all you have to do is wiggle your fingers in his direction and he’s blushing and giggling up a storm
-100% will retaliate and get revenge tenfold
-Use his own teases against him and he will die
-Tell him how much it’s gonna tickle and he will also die
Did I forget someone? Probably. I’m tired.
#helluva boss tickle#tickle headcannons#sfw tickle#helluva boss sfw tickling#as sfw as helluva boss can be anyway#author is in a lee mood#you didn't see that last tag
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What I think is annoying with how critics are handled in universe they are painted as straw men, and that is SO bad when you are trying to prove your point in an argument. Instead of trying to see the other side, and look at your OWN argument with a critical eye, and trying to see the other side's point. Or they get "called out" for what they're doing or it's a comedic moment. Like, Monoma could have been an excellent character. Monoma calling out 1A's shit, and getting them to rethink their stances is an interesting idea. Like, what if one of them has a not so great moral idea, and Monoma calls that out. He can still act weird, but just to paint Monoma as basically 1B's strawman against Bakugo critics and just dumbshit he sees around him is just wow. Like when Kendo was telling Dekusquad a vantage point that 1B could have used to one up 1A, dude was literally right????????????????????
It's like those fan comics of character A defending character B while the one in the wrong is portrayed via a speech bubble or gray humanoid thing. But it's just in canon format. God, it's so annoying. Why do people only get called out via characters Horikoshi likes?
Oh 100% agree with this. Rather than actually try to engage with the arguments/criticisms the other side has, he loves painting them as straw-men and belittling them.
One big example is that furry fat cat guy who mentions that it’s over for Endeavor when Dabi revealed what he’s done. The dude’s drawn to be such a caricature of a stereotypical loser that we’re not supposed to take what he says seriously.
Neito’s another example. When he criticizes Katsuki he’s always painted in such an exaggerated light when doing so to the point no one’s supposed to take him seriously, and is always proven to be “wrong” despite being right in his dislike for Katsuki.
The journalists and civilians who criticize the heroes and U.A are seen as pests, vultures, ignorant, and people who believe/dish out straw-man accusations. As a journalist, this offends me. Yeah, there are journalists/companies that are vultures looking to push one side of the story, but to treat a profession that’s not only saved lives but uncovered corruption with such sustain makes the “good guy” look worse in comparison. In addition, despite Hori trying to paint them as in the wrong, all these journalists were asking the right questions and all the civilians had very rational thoughts about the heroes who’ve failed them. Rather than acknowledge these points, Hori has Shota or whoever’s his mouthpiece of the chapter make them look like idiots… even though it backfires and anyone with half a braincell can tell Hori’s arguments collapse when even slightly challenged.
When Rikido and Fumikage harp on Katsuki for not changing, it’s treated as a “haha funny” moment rather than an actual callout.
The prison guard who questions AFO about something and tells the man to actually give him an answer instead of the typical “AFO knows everything” is also treated as a gag despite that being a good criticism of AFO as a villain.
In conclusion, rather than meaningfully engaging with the arguments against his themes and story, Hori relies on painting critics as straw-men and cartoonishly stupid people to make a point. This would be fine if he was pointing out how dumb racists are or something along those lines, but when trying to convince us that the your side is right, this strat fails spectacularly against anyone with somewhat of a brain.
#mha critical#bnha critical#anti katsuki bakugou#anti bakugo katsuki#anti bakugo#anti bakugou#anti bakugou katsuki
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For when your requests open soon kinda like the child breaking in how do you think the collector would rect to like teens using the hotell as a smoke spot or something also jow that im thinking about it he would just kill them since the start of thr collection it starts by saying he kills anyone and doesn’t discriminate personally i say dang but also i hsve no idea i might be making up everything im typing as i go along hoping your like oh wow this fella this extremely homosexual fella is so right!!!! #guess whos drunk game!!!!!£!
How would Asa Emory react to teens breaking into the hotel to smoke?
I absolutely love this request lmao, from one homo to another u r absolutely so right. I hope u had a good night pookie < 3
Tw for violence and gore
The acrid ashy smell was a dead giveaway before he’d even stepped into the hotel. Teenagers using his hotel as a smoke spot, hadn’t they seen literally any trashy slasher movie? This was a perfect setup to get murdered by a hulking masked man with an axe or whatever the kids were watching these days.
It’s not like he could completely blame them, him having been a teenager once and not above bumming a smoke off other students when the stress got the best off him.
Groaning and dragging a gloved hand down his face, Asa enters the building, pulling the door with more force than necessary and effectively slamming it into the wall in annoyance. It’s not like it was worth being stealthy, these little fucks will be dead soon enough, not like it’s going to matter in the end.
Two hounds sit either side of the collector at his monitor, Allister on the left and Aster on the right, waiting at attention for orders but mostly soaking up the absent minded pats Asa has been giving them whilst focused on the screen.
A group of teenagers, maybe about college age, sit slumped against the filthy walls of the abandoned hotel room smoking, what, he’s not sure, but that’s not relevant. smashed beer bottles litter the floor, glittering under the barley there fluorescent lights.
Disgusting, spilling all that shit over his floors, don’t they know he has art pieces in here that are priceless? Not like they would understand the work that goes behind his beautiful collection.
A pissed off groan escapes Asa’s gritted teeth, the dog’s ears perking at this, shifting to sit slightly more alert. Asa looks down to his pups, tilting his head in thought. He has a good view of the room from here, he may be able to put on a show for himself in the future before finishing them off. Setting the camera’s to ‘record’ he stands, scraping his chair backwards.
Pulling the mask taught by the strings and tying himself in he double checks his hunting knife is where he left it and sets off. Aster and Allister follow happily down the halls, just happy to be included and by their masters side.
The door is slammed open before any of the teens can react, dogs ordered to dispose of the intruders with a shout and hand signal, realistically no matter how well trained his pets are they wouldn’t be able to take down 4 teenagers by themselves. knowing this Asa pulls his knife from his belt, the teens paying no attention to him, solely focused in attempting to either kick the dogs snouts away and detach the muscle deep bite they have lodged into them off or trying to tear the hounds off their screaming and struggling friends.
Grabbing one of the men by the throat the collector slams the stranger against the wall, knife raised at his jugular with intend to slash.
“Y-you don’t have to do this man, we’ll leave ok? We’ll even clean up, fuck just..just let us go and we won’t say shit I promise”
the fear is evident all over this kids face, the desperation gives Asa a sick kick, feelings of superiority and giddiness bubbling up in his chest. the masked man adds more pressure to the knife, enough to break skin and allow a few dribbles of crimson to run down the knife, watching the panic increase ten fold.
Apart from letting out an undignified squeak the teen stops reacting, bracing for the end. How dull. Realising his toy has stopped performing he rips the blade across the soft flesh under him, making it messy and careless. The gasping body slumps against him, no longer able to hold himself through the agony. Asa’s lip curls in disgust, shoving the bleeding body away from himself to crumple to the ground.
Glancing back over it seems the dogs have fatally wounded at least two of the intruders, they aren’t dead yet but regardless they won’t be rushing anywhere in a hurry. The injured strangers flinch in terror as he approaches, before anything can be said Asa’s heavy leather boot is smashing the teens head against the dirty floor as hard as he can, skull making a sickening crunch under the weight of it and sending a wave of euphoria over the killer. He notes his boots will need cleaning later, viscera caught on the laces.
Something about the display must have awakened something primal in the least injured victim, taking off down the hall clumsily, usually he would send a dog to give chase or do it himself but he knows this hotel inside out, there’s a range of traps lining the walls of just that hall, let alone the entire building. Regardless if Asa bothers to follow or not he won’t be making it out alive. As if on cue a guttural scream then groan can be heard. He made it atleast two corridors down, better than most.
Attention now back in the room Asa looks over the last victim, curled up and bleeding into the ratty carpet. Shock probably. No point in making a show of this one, his mind has already checked out. He might make good food for the projects in the basement…you can never be too prepared. Sighing Asa slings the man’s half conscious body over his shoulder without care, whistling for the dogs to follow as he makes the trek to the basement.
#slashers#slasher x reader#slasher headcanons#writing#asa emory#asa emory x reader#my writing#the collection#slasher fucker#slasher hcs#slasher horror
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sits down and thinks
Infinite wealth spoilers and half baked analysis and thoughts
Infinite wealth
Ig this comes across easier in Asian culture context but the wealth in infinite wealth doesn't mean money. It means bonds. (EDIT: by which i mean JP and Chinese.)
The short of it, the words used to describe relationships, karma, luck and fate all are rooted in the idea of threads. These words when written in kanji all have the thread 糸 radical in it. 縁 en is the common kanji word here.
And since luck is deeply tied to money, the idea of Infinite Wealth here is absolutely not (strictly) money. Given how the rgg series and their writers or even Japan has been disillusioned with the bubble boom, and ichiban will turn his back on money over bonds, this tracks for me.
And this is constantly reflected in the stories and substories. The "wealth" of a person is reflected in the bonds between people. It's not a coincidence the game throws old characters from previous games and substories along Kiryu's way. That's the wealth he's accumulated, the wealth that actually matters once he's at the end of his life where money can't save him from what sounds like terminal cancer. It's Haruka and Haruto and the orphanage and Four Shine and all the people he's helped who's more than happy to carry him if he asks.
The "payoff" is constantly in the reciprocating of a person's virtues in terms of kindness, compassion and patience.
Fuck it's getting to me again fuckfuckfuck--
Ending scene
Ebina and ichiban not meeting but being set up to mirror Nishiki and Kiryu's brother relationship...
And kiryu going from recognizing the pattern to outright understanding a repeat of something similar and just shutting it down, chefs kiss.
Plus plus the entire ending scene is dripping with symbolism. I'm about to fucking vomit
So, sosososo-
I noticed by late game before the monologue, Ebina is being a hell warden karmic entity by essentially setting up an underground pain prison for a whole group of people deemed trash by society. And then he reveals his irezumi and oooh
I see I see. That's an oni and a pissed off snake. Nele island, the paradise/heaven of the palekanas getting turned into the karmic hell/jigoku is. Holy shit. Who wrote this?? I will kiss them??!
Someone on Reddit also did a more in depth write up on this and wow delicious . check out the top comment which is even more spot on
I also dk if this made it past the tonal barrier but jp kiryu literally begging ebina to let the yakuzas have a second chance is... Ough. as goofy as that scene was with kiryu planking on top of ebina, he was effectively on his hands and knees begging and I'm. Ow. Owowowowowow wow. OW.
Kiryu in that scene seems to be embodying a dragon. Whimsical, powerful fucks who appear whenever they feel like and according to myths are benevolent too. So when kiryu planks above it's signifying a dragon pleading with the hell warden to let a bunch of people go, almost with its last breath... Crying even that his tears falls on ebina's face, and ebina having this look realizing that the dragon is human. It got me. I finished rgg8 days ago and it's still getting me
WAUGH. IT GOT ME GOOD
Then kiryu collapses on top of ebina, almost as if all the weight and regret he's been carrying on his back comes literally crashing into ebina's reality, and ebina is probably so shocked he doesn't do anything for the rest of the ending.
WAUGH!! x2
GOOFY SCENE BUT I UNDERSTOOD THAT, AAAAA
FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK
Shout-out to Daigo for being the one with the most 'oh shit' expression and legging it to kiryu first. And Majima for legging it 2nd in the background. Man.
In spite of what kiryu says and believes I don't think he could have changed the Yakuza world that much though. One way or another there's just too many factors at play. Hes absolutely right in his speech about walking the grayest road there is.
Ough.
Ichigang
Love them.
Yu Nanba takes the cake for me here for being the most respectful and compassionate about knowing how to handle kiryu as a person with terminal cancer/disability. Ichiban echoes this too, but the way they are all playing support rather than forcing kiryu to do things makes it 11/10 for me
Older folks who lead rough lives and are fiercely independent like kiryu can be ANNOYING reconciling with their health. Bc of a mix of pride and their own lived era/environment, being seen as weak and disabled is deeply shameful psychologically (idk if this is the same in US/UK but I'm speaking from an Asia specific mentality here). In essence many resign themself to death and refuse treatment, medication, or even walking canes. Like they'd rather die than be burdens.
And kiryu def has echoes of this. I wanted to slap him so many times in his bucket list substory. Lmao
Chitose Fujinomiya
Interesting character. She seems to have gone through a "setting-up" arc in this game for future writing if it makes sense.
Her Fujinomiya name sounds like a shout-out to the Fujiwaras, a clan who had total political control of Japan all the way until 1868. These days their descendants have taken on different family names, branched off, and now control some zaibatsu in some of them.
And her family does indeed sound like a zaibatsu. More than likely with what I know above, she will have some political weight as the chairwoman now.
Chitose will be an incredibly valuable key character for future installments of RGG, especially with the political Daidoji faction running about. I'm stoked. The future installments can def go international if they want to. Current geopolitics in Asia has potential as a rgg backdrop especially when it comes to money and gangs.
We have Thailand with localized gangs calling the shots controlling the tourism there. Ie Thailand Tourist Mafias (Also human trafficking and sex tourism. Siam dius/Thai discos are very similar to cabaret clubs too.)
There's also background money laundering going on, where countries and their bank happily take less than clean money for their economy under tax haven schemes. (COUGH SINGAPORE COUGH). There are also lots of trafficking of people looking for jobs into other asian countries and forcing them to work in scam centers...
Basically lots of potential avenues if they wanted to write about these things. So. LETS GO. LETS GO CHITOSE WOOO
ICHIBAN
So much more to say but I'll end with this one. ICHIBAN.
Ichiban has made more progress in terms of emotional and social development, and turning that into proper positive actions, than kiryu has done at that age.
I don't mean this as a diss either but where kiryu was incredibly flawed in his lone wolf ways and unable to leverage his connections with his circumstances, Ichiban keeps pulling through with it. And kiryu to be fair could not have been able to do the same where the Yakuza environment and politics were as fucked as it is in his time.
Both approaches have their pros and cons though, bc Ichigang is now in a position to get sniped if the environment around them turns for the worse.
Idk if it's going there but. Huhu! :3c
I want more but I'm happy and satisfied for now but also if anyone touches me I fear I'm gonna to explode. Waughghhhhhhggr.
Screams
#yakuza infinite wealth#rgg 8#ryu ga gotoku#like a dragon infinite wealth#like a dragon#infinite wealth#like a dragon 8
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Playing with Cyno’s Hair HC
CynoxFemale!Reader
Warning: Suggestive, read at own discretion!
Cyno doesn’t understand why you’re always playing with Kaveh’s hair.
Everytime he sees the man he’s either in pigtails or some sort of braid.
Even AlHaitham mistook him for a girl several times from the back.
You never played with his hair, and you two have been friends for years now.
Sure, it doesn’t make sense you would want to touch his hair, but surely with his hair also being equally long you would want to try his out too?
“I allow you to touch my hair.”
You stop whatever you’re doing to gape at the irritated boy.
Tighnari and Collei who happen to be in the same room also gape at him.
“B-buh-really?” You stammer, the excitement bubbling in your voice. Cyno almost cringes at the sudden change in tone.
Truth to be told, you’ve always wanted to play with Cyno’s hair since the day you first met him. How could anyone not? His hair literally looks like snow…or an old man’s. But that’s not the point! His hair looks sooo soft, and to be kept so tangled under that smelly headpiece of his is absolutely illegal!
While you are murmuring to yourself in excitement, Cyno is already regretting letting you touch his hair. He doesn’t want to walk around in braids or a side ponytail; he’ll risk getting butt-groped by the feeble scribe. He’ll need to make sure you do some sort of normal hairstyle that can be worn around the whole day.
And so, you two find yourselves in your room.
Cyno crosses his arms with a small tint of pink on his cheeks as he peeks at all your stuff.
Being a Mahamatra gives him access to almost every location, but to someone else’s bedroom? It’s not something Cyno exploits on.
But wow does your room smell nice- “c-can I get started?”
Cyno snaps out of his thoughts and gives you a short nod with a huff. “Just no pigtails. No hairstyles you gave Kaveh.”
You frown. “You’re limiting me with a few options.”
But you are still excited regardless. Sumeru can now see their beloved tiny creature in his most beautiful form!
Cyno hears you shuffle behind him and stiffen when he sees your soft legs appear on either side, caging him between your legs. “Uh-“
You are now sitting behind him, your body flush against his back making him scream in all octaves internally.
“This position is the most comfortable,” you say very close to his ear, making him inhale sharply as his nostrils flared.
What the heck? What the heck? What the he-
You gently remove his headpiece and squeal at finally seeing the crown of his head. “Oh my gosh I can’t believe I’m doing this. You won’t regret this Cyno!”
Oh he’s definitely not regretting it ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
You pick up your comb and start your first step of picking away at his tangles.
Cyno closes his eyes and leans back against you, enjoying the feeling of your brush against his scalp. This isn’t bad at all. Maybe he should have you brush his hair every morning. He has the time to come to Ghandarvha Ville for some time. Of course, that’s only if you’re willing to. He wouldn’t mind sitting in this position everyday too-
Unaware to him you are slowly leaning to his ear, whispering, “does that feel good Cyno?”
“Yeah,” Cyno twitches a bit at the weird sensation to his ear. Has he always been this sensitive?
“That’s good, I was worried for a bit you might find it uncomfortable,” you continue to say. You move back and continue your combing. Cyno sighs in relief and continues to enjoy whatever you’re doing until the brush disappears and is replaced by your hands.
“Since you’re so adamant for something normal, would you like a ponytail?” You say, lifting his hair up and blushing when you see the beautiful neck.
Wow, you knew Cyno was always pretty, but this neckline will make even Kaveh gulp.
“Ponytail is fine, I don’t have to wear my headpiece anyways,” Cyno says as he continues to pervertedly look at your legs.
You both are getting very simpy towards each other.
And so you start to brush his hair into a ponytail. You get very concentrated and your legs start to squeeze Cyno closer against you.
The boy swallows hard when he feels your breath against his now exposed neck. Your fingers keep brushing against his ears, your thighs so close to his face…he needs to resist his dirty mind.
Meanwhile you can’t stop yourself from watching the sweat roll down his neck. Your eyes trail over his back muscles.
You’ve never noticed how toned he was, you usually take notice of his huge fake ears and just stare at it whenever you’re with him. But now you notice the hot tattoo on his left arm too. His scent is sweet mixed with the scent of the desert, and his sweat gives no hint of any odor.
Wait, did you just smell him?
“It sure takes a long time to do a ponytail,” Cyno says in a rather playful tone. “You doing good back there?”
You scoff and gently smack his back, screaming internally at how hard it is. “I like to take my time with pretty hair.”
Cyno smiles to himself before clearing his throat. “So whose hair is prettier?”
You raise an eyebrow. “Between?” “Kaveh and me, whose hair is prettier?”
You stifle a laugh. “Well, Kaveh’s hair is definitely shinier that’s for sure.”
Before Cyno can argue (boy why do you even want to argue), you add, “but yours remind me of the snow I see in the books. It’s beautiful.”
And his ears immediately turn red. You flush as well and you two sit there in silence.
“If you don’t mind,” Cyno breaks the silence. “I’d like to come here every morning to get a brush up.”
“Ooh?” You smirk and joke, “well you’re going to have to pay a fee, my dear Mahamatra.”
“What? My hair isn’t enough for a fee?” Cyno jokes back before chuckling. “Well then, next time you can get between my legs.”
What?
“I’ll make you feel good with my services in return,” Cyno is very unaware of what the hell he is saying. You blush ten folds at what you’re hearing. “You’ll definitely go, ‘oh yeah Cyno, I love it!’”
The door slams open and in charges Tighnari with his bow, making you squeak in shock and Cyno gasps audibly.
“Hold it right there, you pervert Mahamatra.”
And so the session ends as Tighnari goes into a scolding spree with Cyno on his knees, confused at the sudden situation.
When Tighnari finishes Cyno touches his hair and smiles to himself as he leaves Gandharva Ville.
He looks forward to coming over tomorrow, and everyday after that.
You sit in your room smiling to yourself.
Yeah, you’ll have to cancel all of Kaveh’s hair appointment with you now.
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
This was a request, I’m still trying to figure out how to do all the request tagging things, hopefully anon sees this!
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Can you do prompt 50 from the Taylor Swift lyrics prompt list with Steven Grant?
London boy
Steven grant x reader
I'm doing this taylor swift prompt thingy, here's the list!
It was mid April when Y/n landed on london. She's doing masters in archeology and was dying to see the British museum.
One day after she landed the first this she wanted to do is visit the British museum. She was bubbling with excitement. She loves london and especially London boys. So she went through a bus and there she stood infront of her dream museum, just staring at it, until BAM. someone bumped into her so hard that both of them fell,
"Ow, well that's a good start" she muttered to herself.
"Oh god I'm sorry, are you alright?" Said the guy she bumped into.
*British accent?* She thought then raised her face to see a guy wanting to help her get up.
"I'm sorry miss are you alright?" He said.
"Yes" y/n said and let him help her getting up.
"My goodness your accent is so good I wish I could have an accent like that" she said.
"Well" he blushed, "I'm Steven, Steven grant, with a V" he said.
"Steven, what a beautiful name, I'm y/n". Replied she.
"Yours is pretty too" said Steven "I.. I work here in this museum".
She jumped at this "my goodness you're a tour guide?"
"No just a gift shopist kind of" he said lowly.
"Oh" and her excitement seemed to be redeemed "but still you work in British museum, that's a good thing." Said she.
"Yeah, you wanna tour don't you?" He asked.
"Oh yes that's I'm here". She said literally buzzing.
They entered the museum and she was stunned, to see everything she loves, that fascinates her in there. There was sparkle in her eyes which Steven noticed and couldn't look away.
She turned to him and he felt his cheeks becoming a little warm and red, "it's beautiful Steven " she exclaimed.
"I haven't even showed you anything yet" saying this he took her to every corner of the museum, explaining things. She was already fascinated but the way he was explaining was even more fascinating.
"Wow, I wonder how come you're not a tour guide".
"Well, maybe someday, or maybe not". He said a little sadly.
"Hey" said y/n "I know you will one day."
There was a moment between them, a moment of trust, comfort and praise.
"So will you come here again?" Asked Steven.
"I think I'll come here everyday from now on, for a week because after that I'm going back".
That was a deal, she went every day to the museum. They spent a great deal of time together, on the third day they spent time a little more together and Donna was freaking out, "Stevie, do the work you're being paid for".
"I'm sorry Donna I'm just... Ok...." He said and went away, y/n stood there seeing how harsh his boss was, "hey Donna right?" She asked "I know perhaps it's none of my business but he can be a great tour guide, why don't you give him a chance".
"Well I know he can't, he's just in love that's why he seems a good one" saying this she went.
*Love? What love* she thought. *Maybe love for the museum*.
The next days went the same too. Just one thing she noticed, every colleague of Steven looked at y/n and whispered, *love* could be heard one or two times, *wtf is going on* she thought but shrugged it off.
Until the day came, the final day of the week.
"So Steven, it was a lovely week, all thanks to you, I'll never forget this trip".
"Do you have to go this quick?"
"I told you, it was a short trip".
"Right" he nodded softly
"Why do you have anything to say?"
"What, no no no n... Yes maybe, if you'd care to join me for a dinner?"
"Just a hangout?"
"Will something more be awkward?"
"Like a..."
"A date" he said finally.
"So all the rumours are true".
"What rumours?"
"That Steven grant loves me, doesn't he?"
"You knew?"
"Do I look stupid, ofcourse I knew, your boss and colleagues made it very clear."
"Oh, so ...?"
"Hm.... I'll have dinner with you tonight."
"So rumours about you was true too?"
"What rumours?"
"You love London boys".
He smirked, "I shouldn't have told that to the CCTV man. But if you love then, will you wait for me? I may come back here after my masters."
"I'd wait, we'll work here, together ".
They smiled widely and returned to get ready for their dinner date together.
#moon knight#steven grant#marc spector#jake lockley#steven grant x y/n#steven with a v#marc spector x you#jake lockely x reader
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Live Blog Number 2
Murder Drones Episode 4: Cabin Fever
Just to say it, I love N's hat in the Thumbnail. I hope to see Khan at least once
CAMP 98.7, with a school bus coming up
There is a robot riding the bus like a cowboy and that's goofy
Oh it's definally the main protag's class. I see her fire head [literally] classmate making light in the bus XD
THEY ALL HAVE GOOFY COLORED HATS AWW
oh don't you dare tell me Lizzy and Thad are friends idk if I am happy or not
Awww Uzi [protag] has a backpack with bat wings
Oh gosh Khan!!
And wow he and a lot of people were at the camp when humans were alive
Collars Uzi and Doll have have numbers?
Oh gosh those are her mom's things?! SHe's a artist...?
"SKy deamon, sigularity, look at this S I can draw." It's that sharp triangle thing, that's a lot of stuff, and wow her mom is intresting
"I'm not who either of you needed" Khan no your awesome
Oooo did mom have a collar like Uzi? Well makes sence with that program
"just be safe" Khan you are the best dad I love you /p
I love the teachers straw hat and also Uzi made this field trip a thing! Must be about the pictures she found
HAH She didn't want a field trip, the teacher just saw it as a exsuse to make the other's grades go up. SO they are stuck with miss "crazy"
AHHHHHH N AND V ARE COUNCLERS I LOVE THEM EEE N I LOVE YOU AND V IS SO NONCHALANT I JUST LOVE THEM
Oh gah a kid fainted at them..... I don't blame them... oh wait V shot them as a warning for others... Of course she did
Yeah, be mad at V, N. "Minus 1"
So the trio of V N and Uzi are making the others do crap for their own investigation? Cool! And Uzi was so flattered at that aww
Ooo Lizzy and Thad helping the trio!!?? YES
"Anything for my bestie" Lizzy, you really seem to be a bit better
I love how V always has her claws out, she don't care
Nawww Uzi calling them friends with her blush AND a :3 smile. That was the best thing ever, so far
Someone called N a little guy even thou he is super tall. Not complaining
Oh they think the Murder Drones are defective and that's why they are nice. Hhh
V is trying so hard to not kill for Uzi, I love that for her but man she will lose it later.
Rebacca don't you dare flirt with N
Uzi, doing her work. But leaving the murder drones to the class. Hope it's okay
ooo human buildings
ooo she's getting good at her Absolute Solver Program Powers and oh no a bug
Hah I love this calander Uzi found "EVACUTE ALL DOGS: JUST IN CASE SOMEONG BAD HAPPENS IDK <- Cool we did that that's canon. Also all dogs are immortal now! THANKS TO SCIENCE"
AND UZI WAS SO RELIVED TO READ THAT MY GOSH YOU KNOW WHAT DOGS ARE?!
HAND HAND HAND HUMAN HAND A SCREAM?! SOMETHINGS GONNA HAPPEN
hhhhh that gave me a heart attack, the class got close to wear Uzi is investigating and shessh. But what's with the hand?
Two robots are holding a boat with Lizzy and V on top. WHat a ship hah
And Rebacca, stop. flirting. with. N. He has no intrest with you!
V is actually being light hearted, that's really cute to see.
"I CAN'T SWIM" The lake is frozen over -_- ANd of course N "saved" her like the sweetie he is
Uzi, breathe! "High Temp"!oh no this aint good
ohhh nooo She took a robot hand to EAT but her drone type shouldn't have that urge. Uzi please
Oh V thanks for checking on her...
YOU SRACTHED UZI'S FACE PLATE!?
Don't you dare make Uzi insecre with her friend making skills and then LEAVE ALL NONCHALANT!? V WHAT IS WITH YOU?!
ok, Well Uzi helped repair a little bug. That's nice
She gave it the salute as it left, naww
hhh a dead robot under the floorboards, thanks bug for going there, I guess
okay more creepy drawings, mabye Uzi's mom. ALso "THIS SIDE IN INTENTIONALLY LEFT BLANK" yet that text is on it XD
Cool looking claw nail in the paper
wait, a green bug variety. The others were always red
IT MAKES EMOTES IN TEXT BUBBLES oh gosh wait "SUBMIT TIMECARD | PTO REQUEST | REGISTER TORTURE CHAMBER COMPLAINT | END MY SUFFERING (PROMO OFFER DISCONTINUED) | CALL ELAVATOR" What the freak?!?!
The bug heard Uzi and sent in in the chat
AHHH DOLL HOLOGRAM NO
hhh back to the class with Archery!
Aww N is so cute, "Did I.. Cheat?" No your just a pro
well, V didn't kill that one, but I think she is about to....!
Uzi is back-ish, she showed N the chatting bug
Aww well, N tried. "Don't tell V I'm Here" "Uzi is that you? Get over here... WAIT NO REFLEXES!"
igybhuoinjefbvhnjk UZI WHAT DID YOU DO?!?! SHE MADE A CREPPY DRAWING CREATURE WITH THE PROGRAM BY ACCIDENT!!! WHAT THE FUCK IT'S SO GROSS!!
OH GOSH V MAY RECONISE IT?!
NO UZI DON"T RUN YOU NEED HELP!!
BREATHE UZI DON"T EAT THE ARM OH GOSH UZI CALM DOWN
SHE CAN"T CONTROL THE PROGRAM IT MADE ANOTHER CREEPY DRAWING CRITTER AHH UGH THE NOISES
oh gosh back to class, V wants to kill UZi but N defends like a good friends. And Lizzy pulled her phone out to record...
"SHE'S A KID, LIKE US V" gosh they really are kid robos
N is going to find Uzi and sheesh V really won't talk about what the thing she won't talk about is.
"Hot... Not Hot? You're to good for him" Lizzy, they aren't dating at this point.
Rebacca, what was with that look to V??? /genuinly oh wait she left the area with her bf [oh yeah also, why flirt with N if you have this un named guy??]
They found Uzi's investigation place, and now hidey hole. Stay safe
Hhhhh so much grossness is around the place
Uzi's flashlight, where is she?
SHE HAS BAT WINGS HERSELF NOW SHE HAS THE DISSASABALLY DRONE SYMBOL ON HER FACE LIKE N AND V SOMETIMES DO!!!! FUCK NO
oh gosh wait N is in the next scence and it made me think.... The current Murder Drones has wings that are bone-like, but Uzi's were bat-fleshy.... Did N, V, and also J have a fleshy look before the flashback scene in the piolt??? Did something happen to make the metal structure underneath appear?
N is in the hidey hole. PLZ PLZ be safe
Wait is it the same, there seems to be a lot more tech. or is this further in the house Uzi found???
"Zombie Drones!!!" A training video.... Oh fuck what is Uzi actually??
hhhh N got flashbacks of a girl, a lone hand, and the core situatinon talked in the piolt..
UZI GOSH! SHE IS DEVOURING THOSE ROBOTS AND SHE CAN'T HANDLE IT IN HER BODY! N FIND HER NOW
Oh no something escaped the house and it isn't Uzi on a rampage. CRAP IT"S WHAT A ZOMBIE DRONE WILL BE WON'T IT
back to class... they are roasting battieres over a fire.. clever
Rebacca's upper half came to the class!! Not a zombie drone yet gahh
"Unpopular, purple hair, hot topic." You don't remember her name so this is what you say!? Rebacca you suck
Uzi what are you doing here?
Oh gosh she really looks like a murder drone now but fleshy...
Where is Thad? He's been gone for a while.
"That's not what the book said" What does that mean?
oh hoho Uzi looks quite epic but I know this isn't good for her. She is killing them
HHH Uzi is using a body as a puppet for BAIT
V IS HERE TO SAVE THE DAY AND LIZZY YES
"killing her, not saving you." "okaaay Mom" V and Liz have a fun bond
hhhh don't kill Uzi PLZ ahhh she wants to talk to N my heartttt
UZI'S TAIL HAS A MOUTH AHHH GROSS
UZI BROKE V'S ARM AHH
UZI'S TAIL BITE OFF V'S TAIL AFHBEWBLFJK
NNNNNN N YAH!!!
"Easy there buddy." *is stabbed in hand by Uzi* "Hahah ow" HE'S SO NON CHALANT RIGHT NOW AND AHH N I LOVE U
N and V are really just siblings
HHhh N is so sweet trying to help Uzi, who YEAH she's acting normal. aka tsndere
"You weren't with me to make it fun, somehow." N YOU SWEETHEART
EEEE He is so sweet, making a puppet with her tail, and her little giggles at it <333
She tried it to <33333
oh gosh right they were talking while falling [did I not mention that N threw Uzi in the air? idk why he did but it happened, i just thought she'd come back down immediatly]
Oh V has a fixed arm and is ready to kill.
N held Uzi at the last second he is so nice.
hhh his happy little face holding Uzi in such a close hug
[N is the pink blob] I love this robot /p
V stood down. Yes
Lizzy is back to sass V up a little, nice
Aww V smiled at Lizzy behind her back in such a sencire way.
the bus leaves the camp
HHHH Uzi sleeping on N's shoulder and N is sleeping too and the little green bug is with them AAA
Hh V pulling a excuse for Uzi about the missing kids
Oh gosh the sun hurts Uzi now like N!! Oh gosh she really is a flesh murder drone.
hhh she held N's hand in her sleep but N was too shy to hold it back ahh
He still has the Zombie Drones VHS...
~and credits
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Two Of Us || Cecil Stedman x Reader || Chapter 2 (Revised Version)
Synopsis: You are an alien who crash landed onto Earth. You have no name, and no more home to go back to. The Guardians of the Globe have rescued you and brought you to get intensive care under the great Cecil Stedman. In helping out your new home, Earth, will you develop a relationship with the coldest man you know?
General Info: AFAB Gender Neutral Reader, Cecil is Younger in the Beginning and it Will Lead to Current Events, Reader is a Bubbly Optimist, Reader Description is Intentionally Vague so You can Imagine the Alien Species They Are However You’d Like
TW: Verbal and Physical Past Abuse, Failed Pregnancy Mentions, Depression, Self Depreciation, Cannon Typical Violence, Eventual Sexual Content
Specific Chapter TW: (Specifically at the End in a Nightmare) Physical Child Abuse, Failed Pregnancy Alluded To, Traumatic Dream Sequence
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Your healing process was going very well. When Cecil told you he had the best medical staff in the world, he definitely wasn’t lying. The doctors and nurses were very kind, helping you every step of the way, most times literally. You’ve been in physical therapy for about six weeks after healing for a few months, and the amount of support you’ve received is incredible. The wires were out of your jaw now, too, and it had healed up very well. It felt incredibly wonderful to be able to speak again, and taste Earth food— which was admittedly delicious.
Over the months The Guardians of the Globe would come to visit often and cheer you on. War Woman, who you learned is named Holly, started to warm up to you, showing you different exercises that would be good for your certain situation. Apparently she’s been in your boat quite a few times despite being a pretty powerful hero. It was definitely comforting to hear. Dark Wing had similar experiences, too, but he was a bit more reserved. You didn’t mind though, he didn’t have to be social.
Alana, Immortal, and Samson never had a shortage of stories or funny quips, making the whole ordeal a lot more entertaining, certainly. The amount of times you accidentally hurt yourself during PT by laughing too hard were more than you’d like to admit. Red Rush, or Josef, joined in from time to time too, but he was usually busy with other things. It was a shame, because he was quite entertaining when he wanted to be.
The chats with Martian and Aquarus were definitely something you found solace in. Having fellow aliens - one literally, the other more metaphorically - made you feel more welcome in the organization. It helped that they were very understanding of your reservations and anxieties about being in a whole different environment, as they had gone through it themselves.
Even Cecil would drop in from time to time, if just for a moment. Usually his conversations consisted of work, and what the plan was going forward, but there were a few brief, nice moments where the words between you two were genuine fun. You were talking to him now while trying to balance on your wobbly legs, a walker clutched in your hands for support.
“I can’t believe Jell-O,” you chirped, making your way slowly to one side of the room, “it’s the best thing I’ve ever tasted.”
Cecil was staring at a tablet, tapping away at it busily. He glanced over at you, a slightly amused expression on his face, “you should try ice cream.”
“Do you have some here?” You asked excitedly.
“No, not in the hospital.” Cecil chuckled, “but you can get some tomorrow.”
You tilted your head in confusion, pausing your exercise to look at him, “why tomorrow?”
“You’ll be getting your own room. No more hospital bed.”
“Wow! Really? That’s so kind of— Whoa!” You leaned forward too far in your excitement, your hands slipping from the walker. It clattered to the floor as you fell forward. Cecil moved to catch you, but you caught yourself, flailing your arms frantically in a circle to regain balance. Once fully upright, you gave a small laugh. “I’m okay.” You leaned down carefully to grab the walker but Cecil beat you to it, setting it upright for you to lean on. Looking up at him, you gave a smile. “Thank you.”
He stepped back a few paces and cleared his throat, obviously uncomfortable by the sudden closeness. “No problem.” The tablet in Cecil’s hand gave a frantic beeping, catching his attention. He gave a sigh and glanced at you. “I have to go. Me or one of my men will show you to your room tomorrow.”
“I hope it’s you.” You stated, unfazed by Cecil’s startled expression. “I like talking to you.” You’ve noticed humans aren’t as straightforward as they should be, especially with feelings. Unlike your species, they like to dance around subjects, or say one thing and inadvertently mean something completely different. It gave you a headache.
Cecil gave an awkward smile, and you could see his cheeks flush a bit. A sign of human embarrassment, you learned. “You really wear your thoughts on your sleeve, don’t you?”
“But I’m not wearing sleeves.” You responded, puzzled. This only made him laugh, a genuine one you hadn’t heard from him before. “You’re in a good mood today. I’m glad.”
“Yeah, well,” Cecil rubbed the back of his neck, “it’s uh, it’s been a good day.” His eyes sparkled a bit as he gazed at you. A rush of delight ran down your spine. All you could think of was how blue his eyes are.
Seemingly snapping out of a daze, Cecil turned and walked quickly towards the door, looking back briefly to say a short goodbye before disappearing. You stared after him for a moment, smiling, before continuing with your walking exercises.
“It’s huge!” You exclaimed, shuffling into your new home, cane in hand.
“That’s what she said.” Alana jeered, making Cecil roll his eyes. She had decided to come with and check out your new living space, too, after hearing you talk about it when she came to visit the day before.
Your new living arrangements was a rather large room in GDA headquarters, about as big as a full house and complete with a bathroom, kitchen, and bedroom. It was pretty barren though, save for the essentials, and a small bundle of presents on the dining room table. Your eyes lit up and you immediately wobbled over to them.
“Wow, you guys,” you picked one up. It was blue and from the Immortal, with yellow ribbon tied sloppily at the top. Tears welled up in your eyes, threatening to spill over. “I don’t know what to say. I haven’t done anything but cause you trouble, and you’ve been so kind to me.”
“Oh, please,” Alana came up to you, placing a hand on your shoulder, “I’ve known the Guardians for years. I’ve known you only six months and you’re already my best friend.” She gave you a small squeeze. “You’re no trouble at all.”
“We had a choice to bring you in or leave you bleeding, and we chose you,” Cecil chimed in, “don’t be so hard on yourself. You can pay us back by getting better.” He put his hands in his pockets and leaned against a wall, giving you a smile. “Plus, I don’t do so good when people cry so— don’t.” You gave both of them a nod, too choked up for words.
After opening up the gifts, your new place felt more like a home. All of them were from the Guardians: decorations they thought you’d like or appliances you’d need. You had no idea what a panini maker was but apparently Josef really thought it was important, according to his card.
You sat with Alana and Cecil for a while, chatting about different things. It was calm, nice, something you hadn’t had in a long time. Your thoughts drifted to your previous life, to the turmoil, and to how far away it seemed now. It felt almost unreal how good everything seemed to be going, and how kind these people you met were in comparison. A satisfied sigh slipped through your lips and you leaned back in your chair. Suddenly a beeping rang through the room, and both Alana and Cecil looked at their watches.
“Oh shoot, gotta go,” Alana said, getting up and slipping her green stone into her mouth. “Emergency. I’ll talk to you later.” Morphing into her Green Ghost form, she flew towards the door and opened it, rushing to leave the building.
Cecil stood too, walking over to your new fridge. “I better go too, but first,” he opened the freezer, pulling out a carton of ice cream, “I was hoping we could all share, but work calls, as always.” He set the carton down on the table and turned to walk out the door.
“Wait!” You called, unable to control your sudden outburst. Cecil looked back. “Can I help? Or at least come along?” He thought for a moment, considering your words, before shaking his head no.
“Not yet. You will, I promise, but for now just sit tight.” With that he disappeared in a flash of light. Startled, you blinked away the sudden brightness that just assaulted your eyes. That certainly had never happened before. Must be an Earth thing.
With a frustrated sigh you put the ice cream back in the freezer and went to go lay down, drained from all the walking you did today. You were happy with your progress, but at times it seemed to be going so slow. You wanted to help, to be included. It didn’t feel good to be left behind, especially if there was something you could do. It got lonely.
Healing from injuries had been no stranger to you, but before now you had only dealt with flesh wounds, never something to do with bones. It was a whole new experience, and a long, tiring one. Once comfortable in your bed, covers up to your chin, it wasn’t long before your eyelids had grown heavy, and you drifted into a nightmare-filled sleep.
You’d had this one many times before. It was dark, and the iron tang of blood filled your nose. Heart racing, you whip your head around, frantically looking for anything in the darkness. Then, you see him. A tall, lean man with long, beautiful golden hair. He wore vibrant orange and red robes, and a crown the color of the flesh of grapefruit sat atop his head. He’s bathed in a beam of light, holding a young boy by the throat. The boy is screaming, gargling out urgently for help and thrashing his limbs in a futile escape attempt. There are deep gashes in the boy’s legs, arms, and torso, leaking streams of red that pool onto the black floor.
The man stares at you, narrowing his eyes maliciously. “Come here, pet.” He growls, shaking the young boy violently. “Come save him. Maybe your parental instinct will kick in if you see a child in agony.”
Your eyes grow hot and your throat tight as you try to fight your way towards the wailing boy, but some invisible force holds you in place. “Take me!” You screech. “Please, let him go and take me! I’m so sorry! I’ll try harder! It’ll work this time!”
Suddenly, you’re falling. Your heart leaps into your throat as you plummet down into a cold, dark abyss. Invisible knives slice into your side and carve up your face, sending blood spatter upward in a red shower. Weariness dragged at your bones, a soul sucking dread accompanying it. You were dying. Oh, god, you were dying.
“Help.” You breathe out, a pitiful noise in a wide expanse of nothing. “Help.” Your eyes began to close. The fight left your muscles. There was silence.
Then, your eyes shot open.
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Disclaimer:
I try to be as accurate as possible to the source material for this fan fiction, but at times I’ll get it wrong. The timelines for the Guardians of the Globe as well as Cecil are not as accurate as they should be but for the sake of wanting to have all the characters in here I fudged it. Just know that I understand not everything is accurate but let’s just try to have a good time regardless!
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First Impressions 💞
Fusebox gave us a little backstory on MC and Suresh’s first kiss but not really on how they first met. So I wrote this from my MC’s (Gemma) perspective. It’s a placeholder until FB gives us one, but also in the very likely event they never do. I’m also thinking of doing this from Suresh’s POV because I'm obsessed with him and any excuse to make him a more palatable character…let me know if I should!!
TW: Aggressive sexual behavior
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Gemma stared into her overly stuffed closet and groaned; I have nothing to wear. She poked around, pulling out a few options until she landed on a bold emerald green mini dress that would look great on her sun-kissed, newly tanned skin. Gemma and her best friend Chloe had just returned from a quick 3-day girls trip to Ibiza. On the first night after a few glasses of bubbly, Chloe excitedly revealed to her that she was dating someone new, and she wanted Gemma to meet him.
That day had finally come. Gemma was excited for Chloe; the girls hadn’t been very lucky in love lately. Three months ago, Gemma’s ex broke up with her seemingly out of nowhere, citing the old “It’s not you, It’s me” line. If she was completely honest with herself, she never truly loved him. Their relationship lacked passion, excitement all things she longed for.
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As she walked into the swanky cocktail bar, she instantly spotted her friends. She walked over to them, and Chloe squealed with excitement when she noticed her.
“Oh my god babe! You look stunning! Simon meet my bestie, Gemma!”
Gemma flashed a wide smile “Simon! A pleasure to finally meet you! And Happy Birthday!” she said as she handed him a gift.
“For me? Wow, you didn’t have to get me anything. Thank you so much Gemma.” He inched closer to her and whispered, “If you’re competing for Chloe’s favorite friend title, you’re clearly in the lead.”
“The lead? Shouldn’t the gift grant me the win?”
They laughed and Chloe returned with two glasses of white wine and handed one to Gemma.
As Simon walked off to greet some of his other friends, Chloe moved closer to her.
“Sooooo…. what do you think?!”
“He’s cute and seems like quite a charmer. It’s early, but I approve,” she smiled.
“I’m so happy you like him. That truly means everything to me…” Chloe continued to talk but Gemma was no longer paying attention as she spotted a gorgeous man enter the bar. The literal definition of tall, dark, and handsome. She also observed she wasn’t the only one in the bar to have noticed this beautiful man. Multiple women were giving him the “come-hither” stare. He flashed a wide smile to a group of three women who we’re staring at him sexily, but continued to make his way over to the bar. Simon noticed him as well and walked over to greet him.
Oh, he’s Simon’s friend.
Before her mystery stranger was even able to place a drink order, the bartender came by and placed one in front of him. He looked confused and seemed to tell the bartender that he didn’t order the drink, but the bartender then pointed to two girls who were sat on the opposite end of the bar, the hot stranger picked up his glass and nodded to the girls as a thank you.
“Earth to Gemma! Are you listening to me?”
“Sorry babe, yes of course, I’m listening. What happened?”
Chloe followed Gemma’s eyeline and noticed Simon and his friend.
“Ohh that’s Suresh. He’s a total hottie, right?” Gemma shrugged as Chloe continued, “He went to law school with Simon, and they work together now. I will say I’ve heard some stories from Simon and he’s definitely a bit of a player.”
Gemma took a sip of her wine as she considered this. “Oh, I’m so not interested. He’s too good looking and he knows it. All those girls at the bar practically fucked him with their eyes.”
Chloe snorted which made both girls break out into a laughing fit. As Chloe tried to calm herself, she accidentally knocked Gemma’s half empty glass of white wine on her.
“Gemma, oh no, I’m so sorry! Here! Let me help you.” As she handed her napkins from a nearby table.
“It’s fine babe, it was an accident, let me just go to the bathroom and clean myself off.”
In the bathroom, she noticed that the wine barely spilled on her dress, and it was mostly her legs and a little on her shoe which she was able to quickly dry herself off.
Suresh.
She couldn’t help but to think of the hot stranger as she looked at herself in the mirror, she fixed her hair even though it didn’t need fixing and reapplied her favorite lipstick.
No more players. This guy literally had several girls fawning over him, buying him drinks. Stay away. He will break your heart.
As she left the bathroom, she noticed Suresh was now seated where she was just sat five minutes ago, and he was chatting with Chloe.
OK, bar first then. I need a new drink since Chloe spilled mine.
The bar was much busier than it was when she first arrived. She walked over to the only empty stool at the bar and set her purse on the seat. Even though there were more people now at the bar, it was still only staffed by one overwhelmed bartender. Gemma tried to get his attention a few times but was failing to do so. She did however manage to get someone else’s attention. She could feel someone standing to her left where there were no available seats.
“Hey Tommy, can we get the lady here a drink?”
She looks back to thank the stranger and realizes it’s him. Suresh.
Her heartbeat starts to speed up and she tries to ignore the butterflies in her stomach, she politely nods and says “Thank you.”
Tommy rushes over and gets her drink order.
Suresh flashes her an inviting smile, “My name is Suresh. I couldn’t help but notice you having some trouble from across the room and had to come to the aid of a damsel in distress.”
Gemma rolled her eyes. Maybe it won’t be so hard to thwart his advances if he continues to use cheesy chat up lines.
“Does that line actually work for you, Suresh?”
Suresh chuckled, “Just trying to show you chivalry is not dead.”
“I’m good, thanks.”
“I think we have mutual friends. I went to law school with Simon and we’re working at the same law firm now. You were just sat at his table with his girlfriend Chloe, right?”
He must’ve seen me from the bar earlier when I was talking to Chloe.
“Yes, that’s right.”
Before he could ask anything else, Tommy returned with a new glass of wine and placed it in front of Gemma. Suresh goes to pull out his wallet to pay and Gemma blocks his hand and says “No, thank you” as she hands the bartender cash.
She grabs her drink and turns towards him, “I’m not a damsel in distress and I’m perfectly capable of ordering and paying for my own glass of wine.” Proud of herself for not falling for his charm, she starts to walk back to her friends.
“Hey wait!” She continues to walk without turning back.
“Your purse!” With that she pauses and realizes she doesn’t have her bag with her. She turns around to see he’s walked the several paces closer to her and is holding her bag.
He has a self-satisfied smile on his face, knowing he has something that she wants. She motions for him to give it to her, and he swats it out of her reach.
“What are you doing? Give me back my bag.”
“I will gladly hand over your purse for your name,” he says smiling.
She rolls her eyes. “Gemma” and she motions for him to give her, her bag back.
“Gemma, Gem, lovely name. Can I ask you Gemma, why do you hate me so much when we’ve only just met?”
She sighs. “I don’t hate you, Suresh. I’ve just seen guys like you all the time. You think by buying me a drink tonight, you’re entitled to more from me. Unfortunately for you, I don’t have hot lawyer guy on my hookup bingo card tonight.” She grabs her purse from his hand and starts to walk back to her friends.
“So, you think, I’m hot then?” he smiles.
She looks back at him, rolls her eyes and walks off.
“What was that about?” Chloe says as Gemma walks back.
“Nothing. Drop it.”
“OOOHHH Someone’s got a crush!!”
“I do not!” The girls start laughing.
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Gemma’s phone lights up with Chloe’s smiling face, “Hey babe! I’m just putting my shoes on. Are you outside?”
“Just down the street, did you go with the red dress or black dress? You can’t be showing me up on my own birthday!” She giggled.
“Red! And I could never!” As she walked outside, she could see Chloe pulling on to her street.
“Happy Birthday babe!” Gemma says as she hands over a beautifully wrapped box. “I can’t believe yours and Simon’s birthdays are a week apart. Maybe next year it’ll be a joint birthday.”
“Thank you, babe! I know isn’t it the cutest!!! I would love a joint birthday party next year, then we can invite his friend Suresh,” Chloe said with a mischievous glint in her eye.
“Wait is he coming tonight?” Gemma asked nervously.
“Who? Suresh?” Chloe said playing coy. “I didn’t invite him. Should I have?”
“No! Absolutely not. You know underneath the handsome exterior, he was actually quite infuriating. And I only asked because I didn’t know if Simon was bringing anyone to keep him company or whatever…”
“Sure, babe,” Chloe said smiling.
Why would Chloe invite Suresh. She literally just met him in person for the first time last week. Get a grip Gemma.
Over the past week, she thought of him way more than she cared to admit. And the thought of possibly seeing him tonight equally excited and unnerved her. After she shut him down at the bar, they returned to their friends and stayed on opposite sides of the table. They didn’t speak to one another again that night, but she quite frequently caught him staring at her.
As the girls arrive at the club, Chloe grabs Gemma’s hand and runs to the dance floor.
“I love this song! It’s a sign! I’m going to have the best birthday ever.”
🎵Ain’t it crazy what love can do, crazy what love can do… 🎵
The girls sing along as the bass drops, and they dance in rhythm to the music. The DJ transitions into a new song and Chloe excitedly exclaims, “THIS is my favorite song!” Gemma giggles and when she looks up, she sees him across the room and he’s looking right at her.
Suresh.
He smiles at her and her heart melts. Keep it together Gemma. They’re walking towards you. Remember he’s a certified player!
Before the boys reach them, Gemma feels a guy start to dance on her from behind. She stops dancing and turns around to motion no to this intoxicated stranger.
He ignores her and continues to gyrate on her. She starts to push him away, but he becomes more forceful and grabs her hips. “Come on baby. Let’s dance!” he says.
“Get off of her,” Suresh growls as he pushes the drunken man off of Gemma.
Suresh gives him a steely glare which makes the drunk stranger instantly back off. He puts his hand up and walks away.
“Are you ok?” He asks as he searches for the answer in her eyes.
“I’m fine Suresh, I was handling it,” she snaps.
“Are you serious right now? Even when I try to help you, you still have to keep up the ice queen act?”
“Ice queen act? You want a medal for helping with what? Pushing a drunken loser off of me? I’ve already told you, I’m not a damsel in distress, I can take care of myself Suresh.”
“Great, I’ll leave you to it then,” he storms away from her and heads towards the bar.
“Yikes, Gem. You know I never agree with men, but he was just trying to help you,’ Chloe said.
“Ugh, you’re right,” she sighs. “When he comes back, I’ll apologize to him.”
“Good, now let’s dance! It’s my birthday! Wooooo!”
At this moment a few more of their friends arrive and they all start to dance together.
Gemma tries to dance along to the music for her friends’ sake, but she doesn’t feel super into it.
“I’ll be right back. Going to the bathroom.” She shouts over the music.
They nod and give her a thumbs up.
She pushes through the lively dancers and makes her way down the long, dark hallway to the bathrooms. She doesn’t go into a stall but rather just looks at herself in the mirror.
I don’t even need to go to the bathroom, but I need a second to collect my thoughts and breathe. Why did I have to act so bitchy to him when he was just trying to get that creep off of me. I bet he’s still over by the bar, I should go over there and apologize to him.
She hears footsteps behind her, she turns to see that same drunk stranger from earlier making his way towards her.
“Hey baby, you look so good in that dress, but I wanna see what you look like underneath it,” he slurs.
She looks around distressed and sees no one else is in the bathroom.
“Stop, leave me alone.”
“That boyfriend of yours could’ve let me have one dance with the prettiest girl at the club.”
She tries to push past him, but he grabs her and in the struggle to break free, he snaps the strap off her dress. He takes this opportunity to push her back towards the wall. “Stop! Leave Me Alone!” she shouts. And then she seems him. Suresh.
Without missing a beat, he rushes in and grabs the drunk stranger by the shoulder. Unlike Gemma, Suresh easily overpowers him and punches him across the jaw. The drunk guy winces on the floor, as Suresh takes off his suit jacket and drapes it over Gemma’s shoulders. He grabs her bag and holds her close as they walk through the throngs of happy club goers.
As they exit the club, the overwhelming emotions of everything that just happened come rushing out of her and she starts to cry.
He stops walking and hugs her close to him. He rests his chin on the top of her head as he strokes her hair and says “It’s ok Gemma. I’ve got you, you’re safe.”
You’re safe.
All of the panic and fear she felt seconds ago seem to wash away as he holds her close pressed against his body.
“Come on, let’s get you home,” he says.
He holds her tight as they walk to his car, he opens her door for her, and she stiffens.
Wait a minute, I don’t even know this guy.
As if reading her mind, he gently holds her face in his hand and looks into her eyes with genuine sincerity and concern for her. “Gemma, I’m not trying to hurt you, I just want to take you home.” And for the first time she believes him. She looks into his striking green eyes, as if seeing them for the first time, and she immediately softens and gets into the car.
She gives him her address and he inputs it into his car’s GPS.
“Thank you. If it weren’t for you, tonight could’ve …” She trails off but Suresh knows what she’s thinking.
“You don’t need to thank me. You’re safe now and that’s all that matters.” Suresh goes to take her hand in his and she grabs his hand in return, but when she does, he winces.
“Omg Suresh, your hand”
As he looks down his knuckles are bleeding, and his hand looks swollen.
“It’s fine, Gemma. I’m ok” She gently cradles his hand to take a closer look and he winces again.
“No, Suresh this looks really bad. We’re less than a minute away from my apartment. I’ll take care of it for you. You’re not going to be able to do it yourself with one hand.”
With that he agrees. As they arrive at her flat, he swings around to her side of the car to open the door and help her out of the car.
Gemma leads him inside into the kitchen. “You can have a seat. I’ll be right back.” She moves methodically throughout her apartment to get everything she needs to bandage him.
“Ok you’re not going to like this part, but we need to do it.”
He grimaces as she says “Up! To the sink! We need to clean the cuts.”
As she cleans his hand he winces “ahh!! AH! ah!”
“Oh, don’t be such a baby!” she laughs.
Suresh holds his breath while he lets her clean his hand. She bandages it with ease and the care of a nurse or doctor.
“Are you a nurse, then?” He asks.
Gemma giggles and says “No, I just have a younger brother” she turns to her refrigerator and pokes around until she finds it, a bag of frozen peas. She gently places it on his bandaged hand. “Come with me.”
She leads him to the living room with the peas in hand, and points to her couch. “Sit. Leave this on for at least 20 minutes. I need to shower this night off of me. Don’t poke around, I’ll be right back to check on you.”
Suresh smiles a half smile “thank you.”
She smiles back as she walks into her bedroom.
Suresh. In my apartment. In my LIVING ROOM! I’ve tried to ignore the undeniable spark between us, but it feels like there’s a magnet pulling me towards him.
She grabs a change of clothes and heads to the bathroom in the hallway. She notices he’s smiling at a picture of her and Chloe. “I said no poking around! Just lay on the couch!”
“You’re no fun!” He shouts back smiling as he heads to the couch.
After her shower, Gemma changes into her favorite T-shirt, a soft, cotton T-shirt from a John Mayer concert years ago and her trusty grey sweatpants.
“Sorry, that took longer than I intended to,” she says as she walks back into the living room.
As she gets closer, she hears Suresh’s gentle snores. He’s half laying and half sitting on the couch. She smiles at him as she moves closer. Gemma grabs his leg and removes the right shoe, then the left. She lifts his leg onto the couch, and he doesn’t stir at all.
He looks exhausted.
She takes the frozen pea bag that’s still on top of his bandaged hand and goes to the kitchen to throw it out. In the hall closet she grabs an extra blanket and drapes it over him.
He looks so peaceful like this. I hope he’s still here when I wake up in the morning.
She leans forward and plants a soft kiss on his forehead. “Goodnight Suresh,” she whispers.
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Gemma wakes up to Suresh moving around in her apartment. She assumes he’s leaving but then she smells bacon.
“What are you doing?” Gemma asks sleepily as she enters the kitchen.
“Morning Gemma, thought I’d reciprocate your nursing with some breakfast.”
As he turns to her, Gemma lazily smiles at him. She gathers her hair away from her face and puts it in a top knot. A few strands of hair fall close to her face.
“Do you need help?”
“Maybe you can grab plates, forks, knives, and mugs for the coffee? I couldn’t find your milk either.”
“I don’t have milk,” she shrugs. “I normally just drink it black with two sugars”
“What!? How do you not have milk?”
“All of this outrage for some milk?” She laughs as she grabs everything he’s asked for.
Her laughter is infectious and makes Suresh laugh as he plates their breakfast. He hands her a plate, and they head to the table to eat.
Gemma takes her first bite and looks at him surprised. “This is actually decent”
“Decent?” He scoffs as he takes a bite, “it’s delicious!”
“I wouldn’t go that far,” she winks.
“So, you’re not a nurse, you’re not a lawyer, what do you do for work?” He asks.
“Why would you assume I’m not a lawyer?”
“I asked Simon at his birthday”
“So, you’ve been asking about me?” she teases.
He laughs “I guess you could say that, but I haven’t had much luck. All Simon said was ‘to be fair mate I have no bloody idea’”
She laughs at his imitation of Simon.
“I’m a marketing manager at a record label.”
“Wow that’s a much cooler job than a lawyer. Can you sing?”
“Now that would be telling!”
“Come on please, let’s hear a note!”
“Maybe some other time Suresh.” She gets up and starts clearing their empty plates and mugs.
“So, you’re saying there will be another time then?”
She places the dirty dishes in the sink and turns to face him. She pretends to be thinking it over and she smiles.
“I guess so.”
Suresh beams at her and screams “YES!”
Gemma giggles. Her laughter is interrupted by a call coming from his phone still in the living room. He gets up to retrieve it and he pokes his head back in the kitchen and says “Sorry, it’s my Boss. Let me call him back.”
“Hey James! Sorry I missed your call.” Pause “Yes I’m actually working on the McCarthy file as we speak, I should be able to send you a first pass in a few hours.” Pause. “It’s not trouble at all! Talk soon.”
Suresh runs back to the kitchen.
“Work calls on a Saturday! And lying to the boss!” She giggles.
“Hey! That was a private conversation! And anyways, I have most of it completed.”
“I’m just teasing you, but I won’t hold you up any longer.”
Don’t go. Stay.
“I can help you with the dishes and leave after that,” he offers.
YES! Stay.
“No, it’s alright I got them.”
Why can’t I just accept his help he wants to stay as much as I want him to.
“They’ll take no time at all! Let me help you.” He starts to grab the pans from the stovetop.
“You wash, I’ll dry?”
He smiles at her, “Perfect”
This feels so normal.
They wash the dishes in a comfortable silence, each relishing these quiet moments together. Neither wanting the moment to end. Their hands and arms graze a few times as they wash and dry. He hands her the last pan, “See! I told you it would take no time.”
She smiles, “Thank you”
He smiles back at her, dries off his hands and heads into the living room to grab his things. Suresh heads to the door and Gemma follows closely behind him. He turns around to face her. “Thank you for letting me unintentionally stay the night and for nursing me back to health” he smiles and holds out his arms to hug her goodbye. Gemma happily melts into his arms and savors these little moments. The hug lingers on for a bit longer than it should.
“See you later, Gem.” He walks down the steps and heads towards his car.
After a few seconds she hears urgent knocking on her door.
“Did you forget something?” she says as she opens the door.
“Yes. Your number.” He’s out of breath, she can tell he ran back to get her number.
She adds it into his phone and hands it back to him.
“I’ll call you” he said smiling as he turned back towards his car.
Gemma closed the door and leaned against it. She felt positively giddy. She looked down and he had just sent her a text, so she could save his contact.
S: Suresh
G: Gemma
S: Somehow this is still going better then when I first tried to get your name.
Over the next few days, they spoke constantly. Suresh would call her from the market, on his way to the gym, and she lit up whenever she saw his name pop up on her phone. On Monday, he called her during his lunch hour, and they ate lunch together on facetime.
S: you’re my favorite part of my lunch hour
S: same time tomorrow?
G: <3 let’s do it.
S: **ACCEPT CALENDAR INVITE**
On Thursday, she woke up late and rushed out of her apartment. By the time she got to work she realized she had forgotten her phone on the charging station.
Fuck. My computer isn’t linked to my personal phone, and I don’t know Suresh’s number to call him and tell him. It’s one day, I’m sure he won’t miss me too much.
Gemma’s workday seemed to drag without the excitement of Suresh’s texts and their facetime lunch date. Her coworker invited her for after work drinks with a few colleagues and she declined, opting to go home and get her phone.
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4 missed calls all from Suresh. So many missed texts from Suresh and her friends.
S: Good morning beautiful
S: got a coffee a la gemma today and I hated it. #justice4milk
S: hey u ok?
S: you missed our lunch date and you’re ghosting me now
S: did I bore u with all my deposition talk yesterday?
Chloe also texted her about Suresh.
C: babe where are you???
C: are you ghosting suresh??
C: he had simon call me to ask if I heard from you today
C: whats the goss!!! You didn’t tell me you were dating him!!!!
C: Ok now ur worrying me. Where are you ??
Before she looked at her other texts, she called Suresh. He answered within the first ring.
“Gemma! What happened to you today?”
“I’m sorry, I was late for work this morning because I spent the night talking toa certain someone and I forgot my phone charging at home.”
He laughs. “Whew, I got concerned there for a second. But it did make me miss you a lot. I need to see you. Are you free tomorrow for dinner?”
Gemma smiles wide, “Yeah I can do dinner.”
“It’s a date then,” he says.
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Three soft knocks. Gemma rushes from her bedroom to the front door to open it for him. Oh my god. Slow down, he doesn’t need to know you’re this eager.
She catches a glimpse of her reflection from the front hall mirror, before she opens the door to let him in. She chose to wear her nude corset top paired with a black mini skirt, both accentuating her curves perfectly.
She opens the door, and he stares at her in wonder. “WOW, Gem you look absolutely stunning. These are for you,” he said as he handed her a large bouquet of flowers. “They’re beautiful, thank you,” she said smiling at him as she placed the vase on her front entryway table.
“Let’s go then,” he said as he held out his hand for her.
As they arrive at the restaurant, Gemma’s heart feels like it’s going to burst. She’s never felt this way about a guy before. Suresh checks in with the hostess and she leads them to their table. Gemma notices the hostess look Suresh up and down, and while she’s beautiful, he seems to only have eyes for Gemma. Their date is what anyone would classify as a perfect first date, they talked about their families, their travels, their hobbies & interests and discovered that they enjoyed a lot of the same things.
“Should we order dessert?” Suresh asked. Anything to keep the date from ending.
“The chocolate raspberry tart looks good.”
Suresh smiles as he closes his menu, “that’s exactly what I wanted too. Let’s do that and two glasses of champagne.”
When their order arrives, Suresh looks at her and says, “ladies first.”
Gemma rolls her eyes.
“Not this again,” she laughs but takes her first bite.
Suresh laughs, “See this is what you get for being difficult. You’ve got chocolate on your face now. Come here I’ll help you, so you don’t make a bigger mess.”
Gemma scoots closer to the table and leans over it, Suresh leans over too and starts to wipe away the chocolate. While he still holds her cheek, they stare into each other’s eyes. Gemma looks down at his lips and imagines what it would be like to kiss him. Not wanting to waste a second longer she leans over the table and kisses him. The kiss starts off slow and tender but soon their want and need take over. She hears something crash around them but doesn’t stop to check what it is. The table next to them audibly gasps, annoyed at the display. But they can’t seem to part from the electricity of the kiss.
Gemma hears someone clearing his throat loudly. She finally parts from Suresh, she’s flushed and out of breath, her skirt has hitched up a bit, so she smooths it back down. She looks up to see the waiter is visibly blushing and flustered.
“I know it was an accident, but please don’t cause any more trouble,” the waiter says as he drops the check and walks away with the broken glass from the champagne flutes.
Suresh looks at Gemma and they start to laugh. When they finally stop laughing, he reaches for her hand across the table and fondly smiles at her. For Gemma, this doesn’t feel like any other date she has ever been on before. It truly feels like the first date, to end all first dates. She knew it was all so new, but she could feel herself falling in love with Suresh.
“Should we get out of here?”
“Thought you’d never ask,” he said smiling.
#litg#litg ex in the villa#litg suresh#litg mc#litg s5#litg kat#litg alfie#litg eddie#love island the game#fusebox games#fanfic
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The heavily expanded, pinned masterpost of all the ways these dumb motherfuckers lost the plot literally years ago on production.
(links included to extended discussions of basic history reminders the world outside of patrick and the wincel bubble are largely aware of short of late fandom comers after S13 at latest; history he's all incredibly ignorant to)
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truly the funniest denial of the existence of or ability to fan pitch concepts is like
ok let's pretend. for a hot second. That any packages or emails or communications never made it. And it's all just. One Big Giant Fucking Coinkidink And We're Crazy.
Ok but. Bear with me here. If this is so obvious that even people that were banned from a server for some insane fandom drama coup that are still salty as fuck recognize what's going on because they were heavily involved, like our proverbial old bible keeper coming back to the server like--
ok hear me out but. Imagining. Nothing ever made it.
...doncha think it's kinda weird that we nailed it that close as a fluke so powerful even the Salty Banned Ones return? Like
you get that means we. Have a pretty good idea. Of where their heads are at least. Fucking... right? If this shit was any further up my ass I'd say they're subscribed to my youtu-ohw- how long ago was season 13 again? and oh man just wait until you hear who loves to read my mythos meta that you'd deny from a master post I know for a god given right from at least one person onboard that they're freaking obsessed with and share around. idk whatever dude, cope. there's been years of an ongoing rent-free fucking timeshare of fandom and authors in each other's headspaces and you're just fucking now figuring this out or hearing about the Wayward Daughters movement. just search the fucking tumblr tags or google it or something you oblivious numpties. You were apparently too busy peeing your pants crying everything was "just subtext" or "just meta" to realize fans and authors have been talking about a lot of shit for a long fucking time and already put shit on TV collaboratively.
Just. Tossing that the fuck out there for Patrick's remaining desperate followers to wrap their fucking skulls around.
and none of this, NONE OF THIS even brushes the surface of the actual history of reliable leakers or holders of generalized knowledge vs the people who have made a career out of being wrong for upwards of 7 years.
Somehow this dumb motherfucker can't figure out that even if it's all a coinkidink me knowing from the goddamn jump what the wholeassed intention was the second the season launched and who's pissed about what being cut might in the very least give me a rough fucking indicator of what jensen's looking to fix with Dean in the Winchesters. While ofc, Pat screamed to argue with me that it wasn't about letting go of the past bc Jensen was TOTES PERFECTLY CONTENT WITH THE ENDING before he got bricked in the face by the ET promo. He never gives up.
the funniest reality is they've spent so long trying to argue against the actual canon being the canon, and so poorly understand the canon, that they don't even understand fans have built in a metric fuckton of things into this show or attempted spinoffs over time. Like, those fans were literally talking to the authors about what the fuck they were doing all around and you guys didn't even apparently realize this during Wayward? And you literally crowed against everything like... people.... deadass... knew????????????? just because you could manage to piss off some 14 year olds that didn't know better. Fucking hell.
"NOBODY CAN KNOW WHAT THE AUTHORS WANT" no man, you're just the dumb motherfuckers that didn't. You were the illiterate bastards at the edge of the room that even the show authors looked at like that fucking red solo cup party pic.
hell i'm sure they'll try to blow that into some shit to salve their egos and feel large but no like not even as a particular anti threat or opposition or anything it was literally like "wow we're all collectively impressed people this stupid, stubborn, or tv illiterate exist, we kind of want to fucking study this like a bug."
A fucking fandom of shrieking cicadas oblivious to how loud and annoying the neighborhood considers them because they're too busy siren calling for weird fandom porn rights in canon discussions while being dragged all across the wholeassed internet and kingdom come by bluechecks ranging from media to psychologists to talking cats about that very shit and they're still making fucking confused cow sounds why the con markets got bleached.
And you know what? We didn't want credit any more than Wayward's folks did. Hell we were gonna keep it perfectly quiet so you couldn't fuck it up this time like yall did Wayward while claiming you didn't believe me until people that are my own antis now figured out what the fuck was happening. We were absolutely happy to leave you dumb motherfuckers in the dark.
But since it's out there now, yeah. Get the fuck out. We're the warriors that built this town. From dust.
Genuinely funny that these rubes are so fucking basic they can't draw the two point line between the How Wayward Happened dot and the Who And What I Talk About On My Fucking Blog From What Angle fucking dot. jesus christ. Don't even try to add the third data point dot of How The Winchesters Happened, you'll fucking shatter their mental capacity. Like there's a common fucking denominator here that I can't believe you guys haven't fucking figured out I have literally been posting about some of this since season nine, are you ok.
Oh wait considering you dumb motherfuckers were oblivious for years to the Literal Line Of Toy Ships At Wayward Cocktails that Berens specifically selected what from when while winking about not supposed to pick favorites all those many, many different years ago. You argued he was somehow on the wincest side because you were so fucking unplugged.
It all makes sense.
You guys genuinely don't know what fucking happened with Wayward. Omg.
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homestuck reread #6: a5a2 part 2
this shit is so trippy and weird and honestly scary im actually scared. the context for the first image is that jade is entering a dream bubble for the first time since her dream self is dead. the second image is daves dreamself looking into the void and seeing like the horrorterrors. and then jade sees them too somehow in the dream bubble.... its honestly horrifying and has me quite perturbed.
it seems like she is also perturbed. and PISSED AWF
IM INCLINED TO AGREE WITH HIM. SUDDENLY HE SEEMS SENSIBLE AND NORMAL I WOULD SAY. I WOULD CALL HIM THESE THINGS.
this is so funny i thought this was just a jade karkat and future karkat interaction but then fucking dave just Appears out of nowhere . so cool
LOOK AT MY SON (do not look at his computer. we wont talk about it) HE IS SO REAL
okay so theres been tons happening but im pretty sure i never got an explanation as to why daves bro is just randomly on LOWAS (land of wind and shade) . and why jack knew he was there. like what are these freaks doing on my sons planet. should i keep calling him my son. gay daughter or thot son
hate these guys but love sword fights so net neutral (secretly cool)
DAVE SPRITE!!! weird that he also knew to come to lowas. i feel like i may be missing some critical information
they are so cute
this is how i talk to my friends on the internet. except maybe with meows
oh god i think this is where everything goes to shit . with umbral ultimatum as the soundtrack. really good song! anyway. gonna watch this now
this is so bad oh man oh god
well. at least theres this. L mans
stop talking to gray text stupid dumb. i think the fact that i find this funny proves that my brain needs to be studied
wow check out this awesome panel. vriska IS the fire. the irons.... are john? irons in the fire. its the thing she always says. i uh i think i lost the metaphor
YESSS HE DID IT HE DID THE [redacted]
what a fucking crazy amount of wind my son has just summoned. that is so much wind. its covering the whole planet!!!!
i love how matter of fact he is about it. like oh this giant swirling vortex covering my entire planet? oh i did that? oh thats cool.
i never read into this before but damn its crazy that feferi is dead here cause the last time we saw her she was literally fine. what could have happened..... ( i already know)
OH HELLYES . HELL FUCKING YES I LOVE THIS SONG
me to your fucking house
dawwwwww
no need to serve this hard??? but pop off i guess....
not you too....
er okay tavros just tried to make jade his girl friend without even really knowing her and he was being really annoying and kind of an asshole while doing it and then she let him down nicely but then vriska was like bro that was the worst thing i have ever seen and was very VERY mean to him about it (maybe even more than he deserved) and then admitted to being the reason why jack noir is a super powerful evil creature now AND BONUS SHE GOT A VERSION OF DAVE KILLED >:((((
i dont wanna dwell on that though because one of my favorite parts of the comic is coming up right now :3
fun fact: "heir transparent" "doctor" and "planet healer" are all songs of john egbert :D
ANYWAY ITS TIME FOR ANOTHER GAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!YESSSSSSSSILOVE GAMING !!!! SBURB
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he did it :)
i think this is a good place to end this one . general thoughts right now? huge. pog. things are happening. plans are being formed. i kind of glossed over them but rose and dave are planning to explode the green sun. john just went god tier. and jade is finally in. on the trolls side of things we finally understand why their session went wrong at the last moment, but it seems like even more has gone wrong since weve seen them last? feferi is dead. tavros wants to kill vriska. what could possibly happen next. tune in next time . i dont know when it will be. probably tomorrow. what with all the waiting i'll be doing.
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