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idk why all these people are here in ur ask me being horny smh they have no class anyways can you please give me a smut where toji is just hot af like always and daddy and yummy and juicy and delious 🤤🤤🤤🤤😋😋😋😋😋 thanks mama 🤭🤭

anything for you mamacita 💕 (not proofed) tw: fingering, daddy k!nk, age gap (reader is 20s toji is 40s), spanking, slapping

Toji loves coming home to see your cute lil face whenever he's had a long day.

Doesn't matter if you're fucking or not, he's happy to just sit you on his lap, play with your hair, and watch movies until you both fall asleep.

But that obviously isn't on your mind today.

Today, he can't believe the beautiful image he's been greeted by, splayed across his bed like a perfect present.

You're in a cute little crop top and thigh high socks.

No skirt.

No shorts.

No trousers.

Not even a pair of panties.

You're looking at him with wet, watery eyes as if you're so damn innocent you have no idea what you're doing. Rolling around like you're so naïve, like you don't see the bulge in his pants form instantly as his eyes rake over each and every inch of your longing body. How can you look so virtuous and so provocative at the same time?

Leaving your intimate area uncovered for him. His favourite area. Your perfect little pussy that he's spent countless hours touching, eating, teasing, fucking.

You didn't want to waste time, and he knew that. Otherwise you wouldn't look like this, now. You wouldn't be giving immediate access to him if you wanted to fool around and skirt about the issue at hand.

You've missed your daddy.

"Oh, sweetheart, look at you..." he almost whispers, his low gravelly voice rushing straight to your heat. "Been waiting for daddy all day, hm? Need 'im to play with you?" he's asking, despite already parting your legs to expose the mess you've gotten yourself in down there.

"Mhmm..." you mewl, biting your lip as you allow him to take full control. That's the best part about being with Toji. He's so mature, so experienced, he knows exactly what you want and need better than you. He knows how to touch, how to fuck, how to make you squirm and make a mess of yourself. You couldn't possibly leave him even if you wanted to, no one else could ever make you feel as good.

"Such a messy little cunt... been touchin' all day waiting for me? Hm?" he wonders.

"A little..."

"You know you aren't allowed to touch without permission." he delivers a wet slap to your throbbing clit. The contact makes you jolt, but looking at his aged scar curling up into a menacing smirk makes you smile too. "Naughty... shouldn't be enjoyin' getting touched like that." he tells you, slapping your pussy once more.

"C-Can't help it... love you t'much... love everything you do t'me..." you squirm, biting your lip again as you await his response.

He smirks again before looking down between your thighs. He spreads open your lips, coating his fingers slowly with your slick before removing them. He parts his fingers to see the webbing between them again and again. The spreading creating a tacky sound the rushes straight to his aching cock.

"All this for me, baby?" he smiles, honestly. "You really do love me."

"Mmm, mhmmn, I do... really love you, daddy."

"Or maybe..." he thinks, stuffing a singular finger into your tight warmth. "Maybe you just love daddy's cock." he considers, though the accusation scares you, it doesn't stop him from pumping his finger in and out of you. And it certainly doesn't stop you from moaning around it.

He watches as you throw your head back from the delicious stretch this one single finger is causing. Each and every pump of his finger driving you insane. You don't think you'd be acting like such a pornstar if you'd have relieved yourself at all today. But you wanted to be as good of a girl you could for your daddy. You wanted him to cure what ailed you, you know he makes you cum better than you do anyway.

"So fuckin' wet... hear how she's talkin' to me?" he asks, referring to the obnoxious squelch sounding around the room with each pummel of his finger. He wastes no time sliding in a second, jaw hanging low as everything becomes louder.

The squelching, your moans, his breath.

"It's 'cause she loves me, yeah?" he uses his free hand to spank your clit. "Answer me. Who does she belong to?"

"Y-You, daddy, p-promise." you manage to squeak out as he continues to press his fingers into your sweet spot.

"That's right, daddy's pretty little pussy. She's barely even yours, she's all mine." he reminds you. Your legs begin to shake as it all quickly becomes so intense. He tuts as your legs try to close, denying him of what he wants and of what you need. "Aht aht, none of that." he tells you. He presses his body weight into one of your thighs and uses his free hand to keep the other spread. Your sex on full display as he takes a moment to swipe his heavy fingers over your clit for a moment before shoving his fingers in deeply once again.

"S'too much! Too much, d-daddy! C-Can't!" you try to argue, but it's futile.

"Hey." he shoves your crop top upwards, revealing your soft, round tits. He doesn't take any time to admire them. Instead, he slaps them, but without any real force behind it. "I know best. I know what's too much, this ain't too much."

"It is..." you sniff, tears spilling from your eyes.

"Brat." he leans forward, pinching your cheeks so that your lips pucker. He kisses you deeply as he keeps fingering you. You melt into it, your body becoming more and more tense with each connection with that special spot inside of you. You're snapped back to your senses when you feel his heavy palm connect with your face. "Don't argue with daddy. It's not too much, baby. I can feel how tight you are. Gonna cum f'me, aren'tcha?"

"Mhmm..." you nod, dumbly.

"Go on, then." he insists. "Cum on daddy's fingers."

He pushes your legs apart once again to expose your cunt fully, despite him not looking. His lips wrap around one of your exposed nipples, sucking harshly in hopes of tipping you over that tantilising edge.

And it does.

He pulls away to get a front row seat of how your pussy gushes for him. Spurts and spurts of clear liquid dousing you both as well as the sheets beneath you. His fingers run frantically back and forth over your puffy clit, prolonging your orgasm further.

You've bitten your lip raw, and he can see how glittery and wet your eyes are as you cum for him. He loves seeing you like this, his perfect fucked out mess.

"What do you say?" he asks you.

"T-Thank you daddy, I love you. S-So much." you pant, chest heaving.

"I love you too, baby." he assures you. You watch as he frees his cock, pumping it a few times before lining it up with your overstimulated hole. "Time to make daddy feel good, now, okay? Be a good little girl and take daddy's cock."

feel like theres this weird thing about art in the modern age where like...beauty, in the traditional sense, is cheap. i mean its expensive for physical non-mass-produced objects. but mass production+digital images+cheapness of supplies+massive growth of the entertrainment industry+modern tools has made beauty cheap.

but because it's cheap, it feels less significant? or almost like, gaudy? tacky? not exactly. unsophisticated? anyway. this is weird, yknow? like, it affects how we feel and think about aesthetics. like, i guess it puts more emphasis on the less obvious kinds of beauty? like, weird art choices. the cheapness of beauty has shifted value towards novelty, which is sort of impossible to cheapen for a certain sense of novelty. anyway. im not sure i have a point. just think about how our perspective of art has changed because of economic realities

ari i’m curious do u have kenny hcs

RIKO U HAVE NO IDEA THE MONSTER UVE UNLEASHED.....

i do have some kenny hcs <333 take a seat here's a snack we’re gonna be here for a while 🧁🧃 (THANK YOU FOR INDULGING ME <3 this man genuinely makes me feel ill im sooo delusional abt him)

okok so first of all; general hcs !!

he likes art!! loves art!! this one is canon to me i just think he is so interested in any and all of humanity’s creative outlets and ofc art is the most prominent one. he loves all different forms of art — from sculptures to paintings to writing to video games (HEAVY on the latter btw i think he's so entranced by new technology) and so on.

and on that note!! i think he paints and writes himself :3 hes been alive for so long, learned so many languages, there's no way he didn't have time to pick up a paint brush. i think he paints to release stress!! and his styles vary but there's something mildly macabre abt all of his pieces. tends to gravitate towards expressionism above all else, especially the abstract kind.

i also feel like he sincerely enjoys ”bad” art like low budget movies and modern romance fiction and goofy video games…… he just thinks they're fun. def gets a good laugh out of them (this man canonically had a whole comedy phase he just wants to have fun!!)

and and and!! this is self indulgent as hell but i also think he cooks. there's just so much to learn when it comes to different cultures and their cuisine and i think they all interest him. but i hesitate to say that he's a good cook bc i feel like he’d make really weird fucked up food combinations just for the hell of it…. he's a freak. 100% the type to mix orange juice w black coffee just to see how it tastes.

i also hc that he has a soft spot for children, seeing as he literally carried and birthed one of his own LMAO... i just think he admires the innocence of childhood !! that childish and simple hope that adults tend to lose. he's very good w them too!! gentle and patient. and in geto’s body he has the softest nicest voice so i feel like kids gravitate towards him (i'm just thinking abt that One scene where he blows bubbles at a playground and all the kids chase them… they love him i just know he's a regular at that park)

OH AND……. idk if i’d call this a hc exactly but i just wanna see kenny in more feminine clothing. he literally has All the genders i don't think for a second that he cares abt gender norms. one moment he's in that tacky middle aged divorced father core hawaiian tshirt (he's so Me), the next he's wearing a purple floral dress or a puffy turtleneck <33 i just think he could pull anything off.

NOW FOR THE GOOD STUFF……. relationship hcs <33333 hes a whole red flag but hes also my silly pookie bear just trust me on this

FIRST OF ALL he's huge on quality time. if he's in a relationship w u then that means he sincerely enjoys ur company and therefore has a tendency to just bring u with him wherever he goes. otherwise he gets bored and starts whining abt it (silly silly man) hes a lonely guy ok </3 i feel like he gets very sudden urges to explore new places / do new things and he’ll make sure you’re right there w him !! you’ll wake up in his arms only to find you're in a snowy forest or some shit and he just WILL not tell u where he's taken u bc its ���a surprise ^_^” LMAOO

he also takes on a teaching role in the relationship and i think that's where hes happiest !! gets a kick out of it but it's also kind of special to him. especially if you haven't seen much of the world, or if you're just a naturally curious person — preferably both. he just enjoys teaching you new things, leading you towards new sights, drinking in your expressions and reactions. it's precious to him. something to cherish.

ON THAT NOTE i think he has this unquenchable curiosity that gets temporarily sated when he tries to like . Dissect you. see inside your mind. it's like hes solving a puzzle that never runs out of pieces. hear me out riko but i see him as somewhat similar to makima, he's detached and has trouble connecting w people and handles you almost like a math equation….. but since he unlike makima is a human being, i think he still has the capacity to grow to care for you and treat you like an equal (or something close to an equal). he genuinely does love you, but he's rusty. kenjaku just wants to know all there is to know about you — every single thing. he’d dig into your brain if he could, but he’ll settle on just brewing you tea, listening to you speak about your fears, hoping it’ll give him the same insight.

he's a little possessive . kind of a Lot. idk i just think he feels a pang of jealousy when he sees u laugh and have fun w someone else (he's like a preschooler getting pouty bc his bestie is playing w someone else LOL) and that makes him Uncomfortable so he just waltzes in and steals u away w a smooth smile and a hand on ur waist. pretends like it doesn't bother him in the slightest but if u tease him too much he drops the smile and gives u a Look (it's scary as hell so u immediately shut up LMAOO) and god forbid someone else is like… teaching u something… a subject they're knowledgeable abt while u sit there listening happily to their rambling……..... ohhh he gets so jealous it's funny. researches that particular subject in frightening detail JUST so he can correct your little friend and teach u abt it himself <33 weirdo. freak.

also (this is extremely important to understanding kenny's character) he's both mother coded and father coded but in the worst possible ways.

he's mother coded in the sense that he's a smidge controlling, good at coaxing you into doing things outside your comfort zone, an expert at making you feel guilty by acting especially sweet and gentle, has the ability to make you cry w one disappointed look etc etc

and he's father coded in the sense that he's easily offended but pretends not to be, wants to see you succeed so bad that it's almost more for him than you, forces you to have really deep onesided philosophical talks at 2am when you just want to sleep, sucks at voicing his love for you out loud so he just buys a bag of your favorite fruit, cuts them into slices and calls it a day. etc etc. he's awful actually. i need him

but !!! as for more soft hcs i think he's honestly an affectionate guy deep down… like deep deep down but it's there. he just likes having u close. preferably touching him. not constantly bc that’ll annoy him but he wants you to stay near so he can pull u into his lap whenever. loves reading to u while u rest ur head on his thigh, playing w ur hair and lulling u softly to sleep <3333 (it's the geto kinnie in him) AND idk why this came into my mind but i think he likes nose kisses. just bc ur face scrunches up and he thinks it's cute. he can be sweet !! probably.

OHHH AND he loves playing board games w u <33 everything from chess to monopoly. he thinks it's fun + a good bonding activity but it's only fun in the beginning. he's condescending if u lose and petty if u win but he’ll still ask u to stay up w him all night just so u can finish the game (he's insufferable actually) if u decline he’ll huff and play by himself while shooting u petty glares until u feel bad and join him. then he's back to being all suave and calm and mature ohhhh i hate him

he wants to be the mature stoic indulgent person in the relationship sooooo fucking bad but he’s plagued by silly impulses day and night. he’s just good at hiding it. but deep down he is and always will be a silly nerd <33

and finally; i think that in a no curses au he's significantly less of a freak but still weird and obsessive and a lil mean. bullies u just a tinyyy bit and acts condescendingly sweet but he cares for u a whole bunch. probably struggles w showing it in a way that isn't too overbearing or mildly alarming… maybe through writing. poems and paintings of u… sculptures…. just wants to portray the beauty he sees in u (can u tell artist!kenny makes me go a little crazy)

overall hes a weirdo hes a freak (def wants u to kiss his brain just to see how it feels) and he may or may not be a bundle of red flags but i love him dearly <333 hes a silly goose. i want to study him in a lab

Hey! Could you do some hc’s for the stranger things boys dating a british reader? (A little specific I know). I’m not exactly ‘posh’ british but I feel like they would dig an accent anyway 😅😊 (steve, eddie, jonathan and anyone else you want to add)

Thank you my dear!

+ Wait could I maybe request Steve Harrington with a Danish exchange student Reader? (Like maybe him falling for her, and they start talking idk? It could also be established relationship, you totally decide❤️❤️)

+ @annikin-im-panicin Hi yes hello birthday bitch here! Can I get a reader x Eddie where reader is an Aussie exchange student and they stumble across the hellfire club and they lose their shit over the ✨accent✨?

Being A Foreign Exchange Student and Dating The Stranger Things Boys

headcanons

Steve Harrington:

From the moment you enter Mrs Clicks classroom, introduced solely as the “new foreign exchange student” Steve is immediately so intrigued by you. He wants to know everything about you !!

He thinks that Foreign Exchange programs are so cool and he’s definitely thought about applying before, but he always chickens out. He would ask you a million questions about where you’re from, listening intently to every word that comes out of your mouth.

He’s obsessed with your accent !! He loves listening to you talk just to hear it. He tries to mock it sometimes but he’s so awful at accents.

He would want to show you every part of Hawkins !! He says that you need to get “the full American experience” while handing you a cheeseburger and a milkshake from a local diner.

He loves hearing stories about your life back home !! He really enjoys hearing how different things are in your country compared to America.

He would be absolutely devastated when you finally had to return home, promising to call and write as many letters as he possibly can. He upholds his promise and you get weekly updates about the ongoings of Hawkins.

Jonathan Byers:

Jonathan is obsessed with the accent !! He probably wouldn’t approach you right away, preferring to watch you from afar, but every time he hears you talk in class, he perks up a little.

Every time you talk to him, he gets flustered. A deep shade of red grows up his neck and face and he stumbles on his words.

He really likes taking pictures of you and he wishes desperately that he had his own video camera so he could capture your voice on film.

He would definitely buy you little mementos that you can take back home with you. Your favorite being a small, American flag keychain that he bought from some tacky souvenir cart on the Fourth of July.

He really likes talking about you to his mom and Will, who are both so excited to meet you. Joyce would gush over you and your accent while Will would ask as many questions about your country as humanly possible.

After you go back home, he frequently looks at the multiple pictures the two of you took together, wishing you could’ve stayed.

Eddie Munson:

You had accidentally stumbled into the Hellfire Club during one of their prestigious meetings. After a few seconds of awkward eyes contact, you turned to leave, mumbling a quick “sorry”

Literally all hell breaks loose the second they hear your accent. The meeting is long forgotten as Eddie grabs your wrist, softly tugging you back into the room and offering you a seat. They proceed to spend the next hour asking you to say little random words or phrases they can think of.

After the meeting is over, Eddie walks you to your car, apologizing for the group bombarding you with questions. He even invites you back to the next meeting, promising that they won’t beg you to say anymore weird words or phrases and insisting that he can teach you how to play DnD, don’t worry about it. He really just wants an excuse to see you again.

Eddie just loves to hear you talk. He’ll do anything just to hear your accent one more time. He would definitely playfully make fun of the way you say certain things.

After you leave, he’ll call you all the time, finding random excuses just to talk to you. He’ll inform you of the current Hellfire ongoings, any kind of school drama he’s heard about, and just little random things that happened throughout his day. He really misses you.

Saccharine Sentimental (and a little bit affectionate)

(Alternate title: Kissing teacher afterhours)

FlipparooAU Eclipse (’Solar’) x Reader oneshot ✨✨✨

based off the prompt of comparing hand sizes, but that’s only like a tiny part of it im so sorry shdfjd

pure fluff, Solar likes to make you flustered but in a wholesome way, kissing and cuddling and confessing in the sappiest way possible, Solar is a sucker trying hard to look smooth, Reader is even more of a sucker that is physically incapable of looking smooth at this time

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You glanced around the daycare room, then made a very good attempt at a casual wander towards a pin board hung on the wall beside the security desk. It was hard to tell there was a board there, really- it was entirely smothered by stickers, pins, little kids’ art projects, messy attempts at kids writing their name for the first time, a few papers of very simple math plastered with gold stars… It was the embodiment of ‘sentimental value’ hung neatly on the wall beside a poster of a cat in glasses with a calculator beside it.  

… Okay, so maybe Solar’s tastes were a bit… tacky, but it was extremely endearing. At least to you. 

Solar was the ‘plex’s local preschool-daycare-attendant-combo animatronic, spending his working time teaching the kids very simple concepts and showing them how to make arts and crafts, sometimes telling them about the weather and how rainbows were made… Half the time, the kids weren’t really absorbing the knowledge, but he kept their attention and entertained them all the same. 

Today had been a crafts day. You stopped beside the desk to empty an armful of paper scraps into the recycling bin, dusting yourself off as you continued on your lazy closing-hours stroll through the room. 

You peaked around again. You could hear Solar humming somewhere in the daycare, far enough away that you felt confident in hurrying the last few steps. You reached into your pocket, feeling the edge of the pristine photograph you’d been carrying all day.

You paused in front of the board, giving it a scrutinizing once-over. There were at least a dozen of these boards hung up around the room, each laden with their own memorabilia, but this one was the most crowded- it was hard to find an empty space for the picture to fit into without covering some drawing or hiding a plastic star-shaped pin. You want it to fit in, but you also don’t want to shove anything aside to make room...

You hesitated, then pulled a square of tape from the dispenser on the desk and, quickly, pressed the picture into a spot and trapped it there. The heart pounding thrill of getting caught started to ease as you stepped back to admire your handiwork. 

It was a simple, slightly lopsided picture you’d taken several weeks back, of Solar smiling down at the kids as he read them some story. The kids were gathered all around him, laying on his legs and hugging pillows and giving him their rapt attention… It had been a sweet moment at the time, not exactly special considering he had nice moments with the kids thousands of times in a day, but… It was the best picture of Solar you’d seen… anywhere. And it helped you feel a little like you belonged in this place, too, had contributed in some way and could be as comfortable in it as Solar always was.

You were so lost in thought that you didn’t register the sound of quiet humming coming up behind you.

“...hmm hmm-mm, how very, very sweet it will seem…” 

A pair of long, slim hands rested on your shoulders, then turned you as a dancer might twirl their partner. 

“... once more just to dream, in your moonlight.”

Solar grinned, tapping your nose lightly with a fingertip before bringing you to a stop in the same position you had been in when he had first reached you. You clutched at your chest, dizzy mostly from the surprise rather than the movement.

“What are you up to?” Solar hums, stooping slightly to lean over you- you still hadn’t found out if he was a really tall seven feet or actually the eight he seemed to fill every room with- to follow your gaze properly. You laughed a little, hoping he wouldn’t notice your newest addition to the board right away- you had wanted it to be a pleasant surprise for him to find at some point in the future.

“Just admiring your scrapbook,” you joked, touching one child’s drawing of Solar standing beside a giraffe. “You have quite the fanclub, I think.”

He hummed happily, one arm reaching over your shoulder to smooth the corner of a tiny paper chain of people holding hands. “Little scholars, not fans.”

You chuckled, rolling your eyes. “You know, the other animatronics here are tickled pink to have fanclubs of their own. But you get drawings like these daily and you want to downplay how much the kids love you.”

He let out a warm, cheerful hum. It’s something he does often, and you’ve spent enough time here with him that you’ve come to know which hum or purr or chuckle means what. His voice is naturally soothing, the hums and gentle, sometimes simplistic sentences he uses enough to lull you into easy relaxation without even trying. You wondered if that had been the point of his design, or if he had developed such a habit on his own. 

“Love is… often unappreciated. Especially by those with… fans.” He murmured above you, still stooped over you- warm and close but somehow not making you feel trapped. “But not here.”

You tilted your head back to look at him more clearly. He peaked back at you, smiling wider as he did. He blinked curiously, a silent ‘what is it?’, and you smiled back, laughing a little.

“Feeling especially sentimental?”

He hummed, leaning down enough to lounge his chin on top of your head. Taking that as a yes, you rolled your eyes and leaned into him slightly- it had been a long day, and Solar always was easy to lean on, comforting and warm and safe... You looked back at the board, watching Solar’s long, elegant fingertips trace the edge of one hand-drawn Valentine’s card received from a child sometime last year. You looked over the board yourself, wondering if there was some pattern you couldn’t see at a glance.

You reached out to straighten one drawing of a bunch of clouds and sunshine. Solar’s fingers drifted across to your wrist, then walked lightly down to cover the back of your hand, then to shadow your own fingers. You snickered, a little ticklish, but humored him and let his hand lay over yours, barely hovering over your own. His hands were warm and smoother than the finest polish silver.

You paused in admiring his hands to fully register the way his hand completely covered your own. You couldn't help but laugh, wiggling your fingers to tap at the underside of his. 

“Hm?”

You had to force aside the giggles, taking a deep breath. “Sorry. It’s just that, your hands are… a lot bigger than mine.”

“Hmm…”

He held still for a moment, then pulled back from his hover over you. You turned to face him and he grasped your hand, tugging lightly so you followed him to the section of the daycare room dedicated for the most comfortable naps and reading times known to mankind. He dropped into a cross-legged sit elegantly, patting the spot in front of him invitingly. You raised an eyebrow, confused, but did as suggested and sat, mirroring his own position.

“Okay, we’re both sitting now. Now what?”

He positively beamed, then held out his hand. You looked at it, again confused, then, tentatively as you waited for him to correct you, put your hand in his. He nodded, looking at you more softly now. 

With an easy adjustment of his hand under yours, he lined up your hands so they were palm-to-palm, fingers splayed. You blinked dumbly, then laughed. Oh! You should have realized. He loved little things like this- something as small as comparing your hand to his made him so soft he looked more like a star-shaped cloud than anything. 

He pressed his hand to yours and you straightened yours so your palms were more evenly aligned. His palm was about as wide as yours, but longer, but his fingers certainly made up the difference- long enough that he could curl his fingertips over the tops of yours if he wanted to. 

You traced the pale, lavender-hinted silvery edges of his fingers in the places they were about as wide as yours. It was a soft color, and slightly shimmery- as though dusted with the smallest stars. It was… a very nice color, you thought to yourself, wiggling your fingers against his. It hadn’t been one of your favorites before you met him, but now… It was definitely a strong contender.

You missed the gentle, dreamy look on his face before he shifted his hand slightly, fingers slotting between yours as though made for that purpose above everything else. His fingers curled to cover your hands in his, your much smaller palm being almost entirely hidden in his feather light grasp. You blinked, waking from a sleepy stupor you hadn’t realized you’d fallen into, and took a moment to look at his hands tucked into yours and yours into his. You glanced up, silently questioning, and felt your heart jump suddenly at the look on his face- or in his eyes, really.

He looked so… happy. Content, maybe. And he was staring right at you, blinking slowly as though he, too, was sleepy, stuck in a daydream. Your heart was pounding loudly, making your face warm. You swallowed, mouth suddenly dry, and went to say… something, but he moved before you could even start. 

He leaned in, letting go of one of your hands to gently brush your chin and bring you in slowly. You closed your eyes on instinct, holding your breath, and then felt his mouth brush against yours, so light, just enough to touch ever so slightly, then closer, more surely as he knew you weren’t pulling away in disgust. 

He stayed completely still for several moments, your heart pounding so strongly you could feel it shake your chest, then pulled away. At first it was just enough to take his mouth off of yours, a small pause, then away completely. 

You sat, shellshocked, heart pounding, and suddenly had to remember how to breathe as your cheeks burned hotter than the sun. 

Solar smiled at you, somehow even happier than before, maybe giddy? Lovestruck came to mind, but that- that was a foolish term to give him. Wasn’t it? Wasn’t it???

He let out a hum that was low, slower than the rest, from a place a little lower in his chest, then tucked his head close enough to rub his forehead against yours. You struggled to remember how to speak, and when you finally could, your voice was tiny, croaky.

“S-Solar?”

He pulled you closer by your still-intertwined hands so that you splayed across his chest and lap. He adjusted you so you were tucked safely into him, just low enough that he could peer down at you or lean in to- to, to-

“Acceptable way to show appreciation for you? Hm?”

“Uh hwuh?” 

You felt his small, silent chuckle, still dizzy and flabbergasted by… the kiss. He had… he had kissed you. He had kissed you?? He had KISSED you!

“Sh, sh.” His grin brushed your temple, a soothing motion that made butterflies flutter all over your skin. “Break time. Lay back, rest your feet.”

“Um. O-okay.”

You stared stupidly into space for a bit, then looked up at him. He was looking back, eyes nearly closed. The lights overhead were dim, slightly golden- when had the rest-hour lights come on?

“...Okay, sweet?”

You registered the question almost instantly- ‘are you okay?’ ‘was that okay?’ ‘do you need a breather?’ And found yourself giving the smallest of nods as you quickly averted your gaze.

“Uh, yeah. ‘Swas okay.” Your voice was barely above a mumble, not really wanting to be heard. He smiled anyway, curling into you to nuzzle you closer. Your face was hot enough to rival a small star at this point.

“Hmmm, must do this… more often…” He breathed an artificial sigh into your hair, relaxing his cheek on the top of your head as naturally as one possibly could. “If you liked it… as much as I did, of course.” “H-huh?”

Your mind was racing, and you knew he could tell how fast your heart was beating. You were scrambling to find something to say, coming up with only vaguely jumbles of words that didn’t really make sense together, when he pressed a small peck to your temple. The squeak you let out was far from dignified and you slapped at his chest lightly when he began to laugh.

“S-Solar!”

“Hmmmmmmm, very cute, little bug.”

You sputtered, somewhere between horrified and outraged, and settled for extremely-flustered-but-not-necessarily-complaining grumbling. He continued to chuckle, drawing himself closer around you to lean down to kiss you again. The touch was as gentle and slow as the first, but not quite as timid, and you felt weirdly out of breath when he pulled away. His smile was broad, soft, eyes warm and soft and full of light, and you were dizzy and felt briefly mesmerized by that look on his face.

“Heheheh, cute, cute, cute…”

“S-stop that! That’s- that’s not fair, y-you-!”

“Cute when you stammer.”

“UGH! I’ll get you back for this, just you wait!” “Hmm. Love you, shooting star.” You tried to speak, couldn’t, and settled for hiding your face in the velvet of his vest while mumbling incoherently. He downright purred, now holding you so close he was practically curled around you entirely, and gave you a squeeze as he buried his face in your hair. This close, you could hear the staticy fizzle of his processors running overtime, and the highest-setting whirring of his internal fans nearly vibrating the rest of his chassis. Huh. That was funny, it kind of reminded you of your heartbeat racing even at that very moment. So maybe your suave robot… companion? b- boyfriend?? wasn’t as confident and undaunted as he seemed. 

That was… really cute.

assinging each cpds member a milgram song (except Undercover. no one is Es here. except maybe Lucy. yeah Lucy is Es now she gives the verdicts for each of their murders-)

for those who don't know, milgram is a fictional music project that involves a prison that hold 10 prisoners, each had been the sole cause of someones death (not just murder) and the only real clues to their "sin" is through songs !! there's also es they're the prison warden

i got this idea at like 10 pm today in my timezone, i say random ass shit here too please dont judge im tired

chris - Throw Down (uhh reading the lyrics chris is the kind to like really care but hes just done with everyone), Triage (he does not want to be deemed INNOCENT [he's still getting voted innocent])

dennis - After Pain ("“I’m sorry” won’t reach anyone (I hope it will someday) " dennis seems like the kind of kid to be bullied in school), Magic (dennis is at heart, childish. and also probably had shit parents. nothing wrong with the first one, everything wrong with the second one), The Purge March (eh hes probably not in a cult but like still he follows orders a bit too much to order idk how to explain it he remembers everything exactly except his own lines so like)

robert - half (kazui literally starts preforming an opera in the mv for this, anyways uhhh denise), It's Not My Fault (its literally in the name), Cat ("Love (plus) Destiny = Crap, smash it, shatter it, bye-bye / That sticky-sweet sequence: Dinner + Camouflage + You-Know-What / Loving Affection (minus) Love, it’s tacky, this two-way deceit / Victim and Perpetrator, let’s keep it simple" continuing half "Phew, oh wow I’m drunk, Hey, so what if I said I liked-liked you, what would you do?" this song is so painfully robert its insane idk why also kazui (prisoner singing the song) eats a fucking dove in the mv btw do with that info what you want idk)

sandra - MeMe (i have no actual reason for this just take my word for this one), It's Not My Fault (datte datte warekurai mon-), I Love You / Daisuki (see max's description) (im sorry there's still like 1 trial left, idk there's only like 20 songs)

max - This is how to be in love with you (title speaks for itself, max is a very loving person! sometimes too loving… like mahiru (prisoner singing the song) i think they would get along actually), I Love You / Daisuki (this song goes too hard to have that title, anyways Mon-mon-monstrously in love in love / Mon-mon-monstrous, cuz I love you so much / Mon-mon-monstrously in love in love / A monstrous dilemma!!!) (someone protect him)

johnathan - Weakness (idfk "ahHaHA, Please notice me. ahHaHA, Someone please notice me."), All-Knowing And All-Agony (probaby was neglected as a child or something idk now he indirectly relys on robert please dont listen to me im jsut spouting random shit atp im tired its 11 pmg now)

vanessa - Umbilical (i actually have no good reason for this), Tear Drop (i dont think she wants to be voted innocent for her murder [news flash, shes still getting voted innocent]), Double (or not innocent! idk man shes not mikoto (prisoner singing the song) but i gotta give his songs to someone and she kinda fits)

annie - HARROW (annie and trevor are similar in goals, to take down sin and make them pay for what they've done. however they do it in two different ways. idk those two different ways probably direct death threats (trevor) and an indirect slow death (annie). i have no fucking clue what im talking about actually), Deep Cover ("Don’t you dare stop now I want a reason for judgment execution, I want it" idk what kotoko (prisoner singing the song) ment by this but uhh do what you want with that)

trevor - Bring It On (see HARROW), Backdraft (LISTEN TO THE SONG ITS A FUCKING BANGER- anyways i have no reason for this than this connects with bring it on Burn, burn! An ever-victorious FIRE, burn so high till it becomes ash / Burn, burn! Deliciously scorched, till your mouth waters / Flames closing in, can’t douse this FIRE)

Extremely Unbiased Thread About Why Kintoki’s Design is Good, Actually

hello. you may call me Luna, however im sure most people here know me as “the kintoki huge tits artist”. today i’ll be doing something quite a bit different than my usual posts, and thats that im going to be analyzing why exactly i think kintoki’s original design is actually really nice. no i am not biased in any way. 

the reason for this is that, being a huge fan of kintoki (and frequently browsing his tag on here), a sentiment that i see a lot is “i really like kintoki, but i hate his design/i like his rider and heian designs more”. which is fair! you are very much allowed to think that. all i want is to possibly give a different perspective on why i think the opposite (and to gush about my favorite character). 

so come with me on this design-analysis slash luna-talks-about-how-sexy-kintoki-is journey!

(this thread will for the most part be discussing his 1st ascension. the reason being is that he really doesnt change much design-wise as he ascends aside from the big coat in his 3rd ascension. also, its my favorite of the three! see, totally not biased.)

hi handsome ;)

we’ll start at the top and work our way down. first, i need to address the elephant in the room, aka my biggest fate fandom related pet peeve. 

this hairstyle? this is not a bowlcut. this is a bob haircut. and its CUTE OKAY. (op has a bob cut and therefore takes these jokes very personally)

a bob is typically longer, enough so to hide the ears. a bob is also meant to frame your face. the bowl cut is much shorter, shows the ears, and is one length all around. 

for reference, the only other character that i can think of who cant beat the bowlcut allegations is tsuna. i see a lot of people saying stuff like “wow, they both work for raikou and they both have bowlcuts!” when their hair looks completely different... 

firstly, his bob is cute! come on :( second, this haircut has roots in historical kintarou depictions! 

this is a kintarou doll, and is clearly what inspired fate kintoki’s hair! despite the rest of his design being very modern inspired, i quite like that he keeps his “historical” hair. i think its a nice little touch/nod to his younger self. 

moving on, lets talk about kintoki’s fashion sense.

breasts...

it took me a bit to pin down what i think kintoki’s fashion sense is exactly, and i think its fair to say he’s very 70s inspired. this is extremely funny to me for reasons i will talk about later. after doing some light research, a big *big* staple of 70s mens fashion ive picked up on is having your shirt unbuttoned like. basically all the way. just absolutely tits out, and i respect that so hard. 

(technically his extremely popped collar is more 80s, but i think its fair to say hes designed after some amalgamation of decade-fashion)

all kintoki’s missing is a crazy pattern on his shirt. come on raita i believe in you

something else of note is, of course, his jewelry! kintoki very clearly wears a lot of big, bold jewelry like his necklaces and bracelets. ive said it before and i’ll say it now, i wish to god he had been given earrings. that would take his design from a 10 to an 11 imho

one word i see thrown around a lot about kintoki’s design is that its very tacky, and im 99% sure these comments are referring to his obnoxious amount of jewelry. however, i believe kintoki’s design works so well because its tacky. again i’ll talk about this more later, but i think a lot of kintoki’s charm comes from his dorky, tacky accessory choices. 

(im sorry kintoki for just straight up putting your crotch on the dashboard)

speaking of tacky and gaudy, kintoki’s belt buckle. yet again kintoki’s quest to look as cool as possible makes him look absolutely silly, and i adore it. i dont have much else to say here except that i love that he wears not one but two belts. (and yet we still see a peak of his underwear in his 2nd and 3rd ascensions? i love him so much) at this point, we all know that kintoki looks the way he looks because hes trying to be as cool as possible in the modern era. but its not very modern, is it? im not sure if this was intentional or not, but a small detail i really really love about kintoki’s design is how... outdated it is. sure decade fashion comes back and becomes cool every few years, but kintoki looks very outdated. again, i think this all adds to his charm. as much as he tries to look like a 21st century cool guy, he just ends up looking like the bully jock in an 80s film. 

i want to take a second and talk about another small detail that i absolutely love about his design, and that’s the use of pink. its kind of small, but its present enough that i feel justified talking about it. kintoki has a pink bracelet on his right wrist, his sunglasses are tinted pink, and my personal favorite, he wears pink underwear! judging by the other characters hes drawn, im sure this might just be because raita happens to like pink, but i love the implications here regardless. definitely a “real men wear pink” sort of thing (toxic masculinity? never heard of ‘im). or, maybe kintoki just likes pink almost as much as he loves gold! he has good taste. 

and not just pink but hot pink! 

(up till this point, ive been talking about and had only planned to talk about berserker kintoki’s 1st ascension design, but for this small portion, i would like to direct your attention to heian kintoki as well:

PINK!! AND LOTS OF IT. kintoki definitely has at least 2 favorite colors.) 

this guy slaps your girls ass wyd

lets look at kintoki’s full body one last time. like i mentioned earlier, at first glance he definitely looks like he shoves dweebs in lockers as well he should. and this, i dare say, is the best part of his overall design. i know that at this point when talking about fictional characters, subverting expectations is not exactly a new thing, but i think kintoki does this so well. just look at him. this man wants you to know he goes to the gym. he wants you to know that he’s over 6 feet tall and has a 6 pack. he wears sunglasses at night and indoors for gods sake!!! he’s also extremely kind and dorky. he loves his mom. he loves children and teddy bears, and he respects women.  

kintoki’s design is tacky and silly and outrageous and thats exactly why it works so well. it bums me out when i see people write this design off as being ugly just because they think they see a bowlcut, because i personally think a lot of thought went into this. well done raita! i do see why people might prefer his other designs, because its hard to compete with a cool leather jacket or a half-tits out samurai. that being said, this design is my personal favorite of his! his cheerful personality and lack of objective swag has endeared him to me greatly. 

this may have been incoherent, but i hope you’ll walk away from this thinking differently about our friend kintoki <3 

if i missed anything or you have anything youd like to add, please feel free! 

honestly no i don’t think it’s weird at all to be upset about the exclusion of satin in the show.. if anything though as a gay guy im pretty glad they didn’t have him if loras is any indicator.. imagine them with a fairly effeminate gay coded character? no thanks 🫣

Loras was a sign of the end times 😭 I think I’ve made a joke before that if JonCon had been included he probably would’ve been written like one of those modern family dads and I feel more and more right each passing day.

Gonna rant a little (a whole shit ton like it’s really long I’m so sorry I got carried away) about gender and sexuality in ASOIAF/GoT here because I’m a lesbian and obsessed with analyzing these things :

tldr; D&D set up gender roles/rules where there weren’t previously any, and removed and added character traits as they saw fit (especially looking at feminine = gay and masculine = straight). If a character did not fit their perceived mould, such as Qarl the Maid, Jon Connington, and Satin, and could not be altered to fit that perceived mould, they were cut entirely. They also, in a possible attempt to be more relatable to a gay audience, introduced systematic religious homophobia where it was not previously, brutalizing their gay character. They wrote them as stereotypes and ignored them if they could not possible be shaped into one of their stereotypes.

GRRM obviously plays with gender roles and dynamics with his characters, yet D&D makes it so black and white. Gay people are all effeminate men. Hell, even Asha/Yara falls into this. She and her lover Qarl are a major fuck you to westerosi gender roles and expectations. He’s an effeminate man and she’s a masculine woman in a dominate powerful position. Yet he’s removed from the show. Absolutely no hate to queer “Yara”, but it is interesting in hindsight how that ended up working out. Had she been written differently, I’d argue that bisexuality compliments her character - if it weren’t for the history D&D has. When they do play with gender roles, it’s so tacky and one dimensional and ends with weird, nonsensical scenarios of female badassery with none of the development present in the books. Then, on the other hand, any vulnerability or deviance from societal expectations that male characters experience are wiped clean. Jon Snow is made into a generic fantasy hero type. Men who are seen as “weaker” or more “submissive” are brutalized on screen as torture p/rn, as shown with Theon Greyjoy. And men who are gay must be effeminate or promiscuous in one way or another. Loras deviated from that, so he had to be stripped of his defining traits and turned into fan service. Satin deviated from that even more, being a sex worker, and was stripped from the show entirely. Loras didn’t sleep with men enough, and the show writers wanted to change that. But Satin slept with men too much, and was in too close of proximity narratively and physically to fantasy hero Jon Snow. They wanted gay sex depicted in an easily digestible way for their perceived cishet audience, and found the idea of a boy selling his body to survive abysmal and not appropriate for such an audience, though they had no problem exploiting female prostitutes for the pleasure of the viewers . And in a weird attempt to be “relatable” to modern audiences, d&d introduced a self imposed barrier: homosexuality being illegal. Likely thinking that gay audiences would love to see their favourite gay Loras Tyrell brutalized and spat upon, D&D did exactly that, failing to realize that gay audiences would much rather see a queer character existing in a dark fantasy without their sexuality being what puts them in danger, compared to seeing something they already witness every day (religious-motivated violence and persecution) thrown into the show. Like it’s such an insult to the source material, especially considering that the 1990s book that hardly makes explicit references to the relationship of Loras and Renly does a better job at making them likeable, well developed characters than the “modern” 2010s tv drama. The flower crown, rainbow, cutesy edits dating back to the early days of Game of Thrones is a far cry from the depiction of politically savvy Renly and brutal and bloody Loras in the books. And the show just kind of encouraged that view of the two, as the cutesy gay boy fan service, hairless as a newborn baby and scared of blood. On the topic of JonCon, it would have been near impossible to introduce him and have him fit this set rule of “effeminate men = gay” and “masculine men = heterosexual”. JonCon is an intimidating, stone faced character who’s demeanour is hinted at being similar to that of Tywin fucking Lannister, as Tyrion almost accidentally refers to Jon as “father”. Aka, Jon is scary af. He’s older, grey, potentially dated the ugliest man in Essos who was also significantly older than him, and is also a father. Hardly a character that can be put into the set limiting roles of the show.

I’m honestly going to stop myself right here this is getting too long and I should just sit down and write an essay 💀 like genuinely I should write a paper

Extinct Disney Parks and Attractions tournament round 1: Group C1

Reminder, you don't have had to experience any of the attractions/experiences to vote! Just read in the info and/or watch the vid,then vote for which you wish you would have experienced more/which sounds cooler!

Videos and propaganda/info dumping under cut

Polynesian Revue/Spirit of Aloha Dinner Show: The Polynesian (1971-2003(Polynesian Revue), 2003-2020)

https://www.wdw-magazine.com/polynesian-revue-aunty-kaui-disney-polynesian-village-resort-history/

Propaganda:

I cannot BELIEVE the reason they closed this was for some tacky DVC towers. Are you freaking kidding me?! This was so unique, and from my knowledge, . Also the queen Aunty Kau’i, born and raised in Hawaii, created it. Here is a great blurb from the above link: "Her work on the show introduced a variety of traditional elements, including handmade costumes designed by performers who had a deep passion and understanding for Polynesian culture, as well as the knowledge of the stories and traditions told during each performance. " . Also, this was a tradition for my family to eat here the first night of our stays! My extra ass even wore my dance recital costume for it one time xD (pictured in the photo for the poll). Also, the food was so freaking good omgggg. The bread was everything

Legend of the Lion King: Magic Kingdom (1994-2002)

Propaganda:

"Guys, I was like 8 years old or so when they announced this was closing, and years later, im 26, I still remember exactly where I was and how I reacted when my dad told me. Thats how upset I was. This show was so magical and just had SO much heart and the puppetry is just incredible!!! I remember thinking my dad was talking about Festival of the Lion King in Animal Kingdom at first, so originally I was like "oh, okay" and he was like "???? uhhh that is one of your favorites" and then I realized it was the Magic Kingdom one, lets just say I like cried my eyes out on the bathroom floor xD"

Im beginning to believe that Lili's christening announcement is their biggest temper tantrum so far. Another Anon said -

"ooo the fact that lili wasn't christened in that gown is a sore spot for her. I think that why she announced the titles because she wanted it to be approved by Charles and William. "

Remember that sometime last year summer they demanded that the Honiton lace gown, found and water from the river Jordan be sent over to LA. This request was refused by the BRF. Then soon afterwards Augie and Lucas were both cristened together at Windsor chapel with the queen present.

In the documentary, Tyler Perry idiotically declared that he won't go to the UK for this and wouldn't even agree to be the goddather if anyone from the BRF was present. Lol. Can you imagine how silly that is?!! It doesn't even matter if Meghan bitched about the BRF to him, but considering they are still Harry's family he should not have said that. It's so tacky!!

So, considering all that, it's pretty clear that Meghan wanted to show that her daughter is still a royal and gets special treatment because she is so special that Tyler Perry flew private jet, and flew in a special choir for her Christening. That's why the announcement was in People Mag. Because the royal perks - her birthright- was denied to her by Harry's evil family. So poor Meghan had to get her friends, her Hollywood friend, to treat her baby right.

My guess is she was pissed and and was denied. The kids weren't expected to be at Coronation and so mghan orchestrated this PR blitz to shove her special kids in all of our faces. Charles reacted with "whatever, I don't care. If you think having their names on the website matters that much then there you have it".

I'm not excusing Charles' behavior but I'm saying he is sneaky and very sharp when it comes to respect and his position. There will be smack down so public that the public will.rejoice again. It seems that Charles and Harry are caught up in a weird toxic co-dependeant cycle. One step forward, one step back.

I'm not excusing Charles' behavior but I'm saying he is sneaky and very sharp when it comes to respect and his position.

Respectfully, I have to disagree. If Charles was super sharp when it comes to respect and his position, he would have cut ties all together with Harry long before this. Not exactly sure what he has even done to remotely qualify as "sharp" or "sneaky" at this point.

Harry called Camilla a villain, said Charles was cold and unfeeling and that he is traumatized by his upbringing. Harry attacked the monarchy, the Commonwealth, William, Catherine, and even William's children aka Charles's grandchildren.

Now Lili and Archie have their titles and H&M will be attending the coronation. Nothing about this tells me Charles is sneaky or sharp because he hasn't done anything sneaky. If anything is a few steps behind and being beaten left and right by his nitwit of a son and C-List actress of a DIL.

If he actually had respect for himself, the monarchy, and his eldest son and family he would issue a statement along the lines of:

"While Archie and Lili are styled Prince and Princess, it has been decided that they will not use the titles until their 18th birthday. Also, as Harry and Meghan continue to build their lives in California, it has been decided it is best that they remain in California to focus on their family and therefore will not be attending the coronation or TTC."

"Hi Barbie"

I don't exactly remember where I got this dress from.

It's cheap and borderline tacky but it takes me back to my childhood Barbies with their big fluffy dresses.

I think im going to find a couple of proper ballgowns for the girlies.

hi val as my only one piece mutual ur posts are making me wanna watch. between the show or the anime (or manga..??) which one captivated u more ??

HI mwah<3

the show is the easiest considering its just 8 episodes and i found it did a pretty good job of establishing the crew dynamics/bond, but some of the aesthetic choices are so insane and ugly-tacky that they make me want to die. even though you google the anime character and they look EXACTLY like that.

anyway. zoros actor in the show is so hot it captivated me enough to watch in the first place, so theres that, though im really enjoying the anime! it's very fun and silly and heartfelt but theres literally over 1000 episodes and a lot of it i just skip through bc its boring fight stuff or villain monologuing or other stuff i dont care about.

(the manga is like my enemy but i just can't read manga in general i find the medium too difficult and visually boring so that's on me.)

sorry i dont think this is really helpful unfortch but if you did wanna give it a try, id start w the show for sure! theres nothing to be done about the anime except take the plunge, yknow. ill be real w you i watched a bunch of eps in the 700s range and then skipped around the latest arc and then went back to watch sequentially but skipped a big chunk of the start anyway, and i think that's fine, like who cares. google a character you think looks fun and find their episodes to skim. but watch out-

fem boy feb day 3 - fashion , uniform (seokjin)

honestly im kind of proud of this one 

tags: jinkook , chubby seokjin, seokjin is about to enlist , hurt comfort, stuffing , sexy costumes , stuffing ,ripping clothes ,  surprisingly SFW!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/44889373/chapters/112946128#workskin

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Seokjin is done. Done with the farewell parties, done with the crying, done with the pity check-ups. He’s going to the military, he’ll be fine. It hit his fellow BTS members the hardest, his departure would really solidify these years  they’ll spend without making music together. No matter how much Seokjin insisted he’d be more than okay if they wanted to make music as a band with him in the military, they refused. And Seokjin had to hide how relieved he was about that fact. 

They’ve mostly gotten over it, with nearly a week of sleeping over at Seokjin’s apartment, and copious amounts of alcohol, and trying to squeeze all 7 of them into Seokjin’s bed. It reminded him of their old days, and he didn’t even know he needed it until they were all there; hugging him goodbye after their little getaway (more like the illegal settlement) in his home. And seeing how happy they all seemed made him feel soothed; more than he’s felt in a while since they took the decision to start enlisting. 

All of them… but Jungkook. 

He is trying to hide it from Seokjin, that much is obvious. But Jungkook’s always been such a bad liar. It would be cute, if it didn’t make Seokjin’s chest tighten. They’ve been together for so long, becoming more than friends. Seokjin doesn’t exactly remember when, one day they were trainees, the next he was kissing Yoongi in their shared bedroom; knowing fully well the same was happening everywhere else in the apartment. 

It's more than friendship, it's more than romance. They’re soulmates, and he doesn't blame Jungkook. But he can’t leave his baby like that. He’s giving Jungkook a pick-me-up, and showed up at his apartment after getting confirmation to a short ‘are you home?’

The puzzled expression in Jungkook’s face quickly melts away at the sight of Seokjin. Or more like… at the sight of the fried chicken bags Seokjin brought with him. 

“Hyung! You shouldn’t have.” 

“I was driving and passed it by! This is the place you’d talk about nonstop, right?” Seokjin grins, his partner so entranced by the chicken he forgets to ask what's in the older’s bag. Perfect. 

“It is, but I already have dinner.” He pouts, letting Seokjin in. 

A smile spreads on his lips before he turns over his shoulder to eye Jungkook. “Who said it was for you?” He bites into his plump bottom lip just to hold himself from giggling; the way Jungkook’s jaw drops before an eager smile takes over his entire face. 

“Oh. It's that kind of night, huh?” He closes the door, but his eyes stay glued to Seokjin. 

“I missed you.” Seokjin sets the two bags down on the coffee table. No malice in his tone but a knowing smile in his face when he continues. “You keep avoiding me…” 

“It wasn’t personal.” Jungook walks up to him, arm wrapping around Seokjin’s lower back, hand rubbing his hip. “I’ll avoid everyone that enlists!” Jungkook’s wide eyes melt at his heart, coaxing a soft chuckle out of him before he leans for a soft kiss. 

“Let me change into something comfy… And then we can get started on my dinner.” He combs Jungkook’s long hair out of his face. The eager starry eyes that greet him back behind his fringe is worth it. 

“Alright.” Jungkook releases him from his embrace. Pleased with himself, Seokjin goes to change to the bathroom.It’s so cheap, bordering on tacky. But it will get a smile out of Jungkook, for sure. 

“I’m starving.” He announces, already walking to the living room nonchalant. Just to appreciate the way Jungkook’s head snaps up at the sight of the older, and his uniform. 

Camouflage spandex that made his skin tight jumpsuit. Clinging to the chub that always loved to collect at his hips, the pudge of his belly evident in a way that would make their stylists faint in distress. Bulging forward, creating a crease of the spandex as it sags down a little. The outline of his belly button see through and dents the smooth curve of tubby fat. The small rolls at his sides showing as well, the material molding to them perfectly. A zipper that goes from his navel up to his chest is zipped all the way; just so it can accentuate his softer perky chest. The scratchy material doing nothing for his poor softened nipples. And the tight seams rode up to the base of his thighs and squeezed painfully, cutting off the circulation of his chunky legs with each step. 

“H–hyung- what?” Jungkook sounds a little breathless just from the sight of him; only making Seokjin’s smile widen. 

Once they decided they’d be going to enlist. Seokjin decided to go full out in the last months he had. Not bothering to restrain any of his eating in the slightest; he'd have to lose it all off anyway in his training. And it hadn't been long into his hedonist spree that he noticed Jungkook taking a liking to it; and not even that much later until Seokjin started getting him involved. 

“I need to bulk up for the army Jungkook-ah.” He says finally approaching where the younger hurriedly sits up straight on the couch. Eyes following the enclosed jiggling of Seokjin’s body; spandex doing nothing to restrain it. Before he takes a seat on top of the younger’s lap. Loving the exhale of air he coaxes out of him. “And you’ll help me, right?” 

Seokjin loves even more the way his soft belly presses to Jungkook’s flat torso. The younger still looks astonished when he nods, his aroused shock inviting Seokjin to lean closer until their lips brush together. “I need to get big… Really big.” He whispers as his hands work in tandem, picking up the bags and bringing them next to Jungkook. 

“Fuck, open up, hyung.” Jungkook whispers with arousal as he scavenges through the box picking up the first piece and bringing it to the older’s eager open lips. Pushing in the wing and letting Seokjin devour it entirely, until he bobs his head backwards and the bone slips out completely clean. “You’re going to be so out of shape when you get there…” He muses out loud, Seokjin’s moans muffled by the food forced past his lips; having to wait until he swallows to respond. 

“I want to be the fattest cadet in my squad-hmf!” Another chicken piece is forced in before he can even finish. 

“You probably already are.” Jungkook smirks letting his eyes shamelessly trail over his plump body. “Not even got there and you're already bursting your uniform, hyungie.” The hand that isn’t feeding him caresses down the side of Seokjin’s thickened waist. Feeling the way the seam line sinks a little into the chub; small stacked rolls stretching it more than it seems to be able to handle. 

Maybe Seokjin bought a size too small, it was part of the plan. But he’ll pretend not to notice for Jungkook to feel even more aroused. 

“A-ah… It fit when I bought it.” He bites his lip embarrassed, eyeing Jungkook with wide guilty eyes. 

“Did you buy it last year?” He giggles letting his hands try and grope at his ever expanding bloat but it’s nearly impossible. Not because of Seokjin’s bloat, no; his stomach has a constant layer of pliant fat even when he’s at his most stuffed. But because of the tight spandex reaching its tightest fit. 

“J–just shut up and feed me.” Jungkook manages to embarrass him even when Seokjin knows the full truth that he didn’t outgrow unknowingly. Tips of his ears burning as he whines for more food. Luckily, Jungkook is quick to oblige; grabbing to tenders and stretching Seokjin’s cheek messily. 

He can only groan and try his hardest to chew through everything, letting his hands cup his distended tight belly. Looking down he sees the camouflage pattern fainting to white from how much the spandex struggles to hold onto Seokjin’s newfound girth. Only motivating him more as he pushes forward to Jungkook’s hands feeding him. Ravishing everything that comes close to his lips. 

“You won’t be able to hide it under any uniform. Everyone’s gonna know how spoiled you were back home.” He sighs, arousal brodering with love sick. “Gonna know there was someone taking care of you, waiting.” Seokjin nods delirious, moaning through his mouthfuls of oily food. Forcing himself to swallow as quickly as he can and lean to kiss Jungkook’s lips hungrily. 

Fuck. He is going to miss this man so much. 

It's only once he leaned forward, that the zipper of his uniform caves in to the pressure. Sliding open the entire way, from his chest to the base of his navel. Jungkook chuckling in between kisses as his hands finally get a proper grip on Seokjin’s body. Letting his rugged hands sneak in the opening and grope at the soft squishy fat. It's Jungkook’s turn to swallow as Seokjin moans into his lips, melting at his touch. 

With a hold of his love handles, Jungkook pulls him impossibly closer. “Thank you for tonight, hyungie.” He whispers, grinning so wide and excited. 

Seokjin has to catch his breath before responding. He really is out of shape. “We just started, sweetheart.” 

It's already 3 months into his enlistment when he hears Jungkook has been doing chicken mukbangs of the same brand; eating huge amounts of it in public. And he can’t help but wonder if his baby has similar plans. 

THE assassins anon. back at it again. hi sit down grab popcorn and listen to me spew whatever nonsense i still remember about this fandom

i wonder if you know about the hot assassins thread. it all started with someone (i can’t exactly remember who, but someone who researched czolgosz alot) posted like two excerpts about czolgosz having that “grecian” beauty. then a BUNCH of ppl just started adding on and BOOTH WAS THERE AND MOORE AND BYCK AND ZANGARA AND HINCKLEY ?!? 😦 10/10 night will never recover emotionally from this 👍

i also have a memory about cooper st john, the first (?) and probably most iconic assassins oc. iirc he was like transmasc and an anarchist (jokingly shipped with czolgosz but we all know that man would run like the WIND seeing csj) and he successfully assassinated “trumpy-dumpy” (some dude’s words not mine but still hilarious). but i have a memory of him being like practically loved by all of us at the time. he was just a cute bby cinnamon roll who stutters all of the time 🥺/jjj

i also remember the FEW animations. tacky guiteau, czolgosz works at burger king (both by lin (?)) and then white and nerdy hinckley (by jack? i think thats what their name was ,,, i have goldfish brain 😔) and i THINK there were more … i really can’t remember much rn 🙁

maybe you know something new about this stage of the fandom? would be nice to have like a info trade system. i tell you abt old stuff you tell me new if you wanna 🤝 also rlly sorry for the incredibly long anon … but i gathered up as much info as my brain can remember. when i come back with more (or when you ask me anything you want to know) i’ll be sure to run to your inbox <3

- from that assassins anon. maybe i should have an emoji .. 🦄 i’ll choose this one its kinda cute

im sorry it took me like a billion years to answer this but i have finally realized there is absolutely no way i can possibly respond to this that is better or funnier than the bewildering, horrifying world that has just opened up before me

Fantasy-ifying every day objects cause you don't know how to write a story without cell phones so you're like "uh no it's uh. uh a scrying mirror. that works exactly like a phone. yea" is kinda tacky this only works if you COMMIT TO IT. I'M TALKING "oh they put me on hold" AND "damn lost signal let me climb up that rock YEAH CAN YOU HEAR ME? IM STILL HERE" it's ALL OR NOTHING BABY