#it doesn't feel like it understands that the song is about a genre of cat people encounter and not a specific person
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What’s a Jumpscare?
Fandom / Pairing: Jujutsu Kaisen / Geto Suguru x f!reader
Rating: NSFW/Explicit - MINORS DO NOT INTERACT
Genre/Theme: Roommates to lovers type beat; non-sorcery au
Content warning: fluff, pure smut, oral (f and m.receiving), explicit sexual content, squirting, overstimulation, language, angst, Suguru is crass with his words, kinda jealous and possessive Suguru.
Summary: What’s the rational thing to do in the middle of the night when you’re scared shitless after watching a horror movie? It’s to call your flatmate Suguru to your room to sleep next to you. Being the nice roommate that he is, he’s more than happy to provide you with a solid distraction.
Author's Note: Porn with a plot but you really have to squint your eyes to find the plot honestly. I have no justification for this hehe. Thank you for reading, hope you enjoy it!
~ Eren’s Birdie
Song Dedication: Freak by Lana Del Rey
“What am I? A child? Fear doesn't exist in this household!”
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That’s the embarrassing thing about overestimating yourself. One moment you’re boasting about your ability to endure jumpscares without flinching and the next, you’re sealing the ends of your blanket with your feet, hoping it’d protect you from imaginary ghosts.
As you bite your nails, waiting for your flatmate to answer the call, you feel embarrassed at how much of a wuss you’re gonna seem in front of him after talking big about not being one of the scaredy cats.
“Hello?” you hear his confused voice on the other end, laced with a hint of concern at you calling him in the middle of the night.
“Hi, Sugu,” you speak timidly, knowing you’re going to have to butter him up to get him to comply with your request. But before you can continue, you hear a mocking chuckle on the other end.
“Awww… look who’s scared shitless after bragging about being a horror movie connoisseur,” he teases.
“Pleaseee, come to my room,” you plead and you’re surprised when he agrees quickly before hanging up. But the emotion is soon replaced with dread when you realise that this is one of his rare golden opportunities to tease the hell out of you and Geto Suguru isn’t one to let it slide.
When he arrives, he doesn’t knock but slides your room door slowly so that the hinges creak eerily as it opens. His form almost blending into the dark hallway behind him, highlighted by your room’s awfully bright light.
“Suguru please, this is exactly why I did not want to call you here,” you complain as he smiles slyly, walking in before closing the door behind him.
“Then what did you call me here for?”
“Sleep here tonight,” you request, patting the space next to you on your bed.
“At least have the decency to ask me out on a date first.”
“That’s not– you know that’s not how I mean it!” you sigh.
“Be for real, this is all just a ruse to get me in your bed,” he snorts, leaning against the door with his hands crossed at his chest.
You roll your eyes and want to talk back at him but you remember that your scared ass doesn’t really have the upper hand here. You sigh again, “I’ll hold your pinky finger max… just so that I know I’m not alone in the room.”
“Holding hands? That’s like third base for you, babe,” he walks closer till he’s standing at the edge of the bed.
You pout at him and he bends forward in front of you, resting his palms on the edge of the mattress. “Did your dear friend not reply?” he teases you about your fuck buddy Marco but you decide not to react.
“Tease me all you want but please just get in!” you groan.
“Just sleep with the lights on,” he says dryly.
“I can’t fall asleep with the lights on but I’m too anxious to turn them off,” you reason, leaning forward to touch his bicep gently, hoping he’d be kind and understanding of your predicament.
“Just cover your head with the blanket?” He climbs into bed, sitting on the edge.
“Too suffocating. If you’ll be here, I’ll feel safe and sound,” you pout, trying hard not to smile at how he’s already complying to your request.
“I sleep naked.”
You suck in a breath to weigh your options. You know he’s just teasing but oh well, a distraction wouldn’t hurt, “I’ll allow shirtless.”
He takes his t-shirt off in an instant, throwing it to the floor before settling in next to you.
“Never miss a chance to make me uncomfortable…” you mumble as you try your best not to ogle at his abs.
“We both know you enjoy this, princess,” he smiles insincerely and you roll your eyes at him before turning to the side to reach the light switch near the bedside. Just as you turn the lights off, you feel a hand grab one of your ankles tightly and yank it roughly, causing you to let out a shriek as your body stumbles onto the mattress.
You hear Suguru laugh next to you as you turn to see his faint silhouette illuminated by the soft moonlight peeping through the window.
“Who does that!?” you scold him as you slap his chest repeatedly.
“Me!” he grabs your wrists to stop your attacks and instead wraps his arms around you. He falls back onto the mattress, caging you snugly into his arms so that your torso is almost on top of his.
“Suguru, I doubt this is a comfortable position to sleep in,” you wriggle into his arms as you free yourself to fall to the side, creating distance between your bodies as promised, holding only his index finger to maintain contact. A few minutes pass by in silence before you hear a sudden draft escaping the gaps of the window, making an eerie sound, causing you to hiss out a quiet ‘fuck’ as your hand readjusts to intertwine your fingers with his.
“If all you wanted to do was make noises instead of sleep, I could’ve done a much better job than a horror film,” he speaks softly as he untangles his fingers from yours.
You turn your head to look at his face, eyes searching his in the darkness, “Suguru, please stop teas–”
“Shhh, I’m just trying to get comfortable,” he interrupts and you feel his body turn to the side and towards you. His hand snakes around your waist as he pulls you into his warmth till your back is against his chest. This makes you giggle as you place your hand over his on your waist, fingers interlacing once again.
“Is this safe enough, madam?” His voice is playful but the way his hot breath fans the crook of your neck is far from funny. It’s as if the fear that had preoccupied your mind had suddenly started to lift, leaving behind a sudden sense of awareness. You suddenly feel hyper aware of the position you’re currently in with your attractive, not to mention shirtless, roommate.
You simply hum instead of speaking, not wanting your voice to betray you and expose the way you’re secretly enjoying the way his body feels against yours. For a second, you wonder how this type of stuff only happens in cheesy fictional movies or steamy romance novels. But on second thought, it might as well just be a well orchestrated happenstance – two adults willing to compromise on a rational way of solving things; and instead acting on their unbridled desire for each other, testing how far they can bend till one of them breaks.
That can never be you. You’ve taken an L as it is for one night, so if someone was going to break, it had to be him. You readjust your body to ‘get comfortable’, moving your hips slightly back till your ass is resting snugly against his crotch. However, when you don't get a reaction out of him, you abandon the idea just as quickly, creating some distance once again.
“Good night, Suguru,” you speak softly as you close your eyes, absentmindedly rubbing soft circles on the back of his hand while trying to understand how his brain works–you could’ve sworn the tension between you and him was real, so why was he acting so aloof?
You don't have to wonder much when you feel him move closer till you feel his bulge poke at your ass, causing you to halt your movement. Instead, Suguru's hand frees from under yours and dips under your t-shirt, fingers caressing dangerously close to your breasts. When you press your hips further back against him, he lets out a dry chuckle.
“Thought you were only going to hold a finger,” he mocks as his nose nudges behind your ear.
“This is a far better distraction,” you hum as you lift your hand up, moving it behind till your fingers are burrowed in his free raven locks.
“Is that what I am to you? Just a distraction?” his hand cups your boobs, fondling with the soft flesh, earning a satisfactory hum from you.
“No, you’re my dear roomie too,” you tease as you twist your head to look back at him, but your effort is in vain due to the darkness.
“Ahh, right! Just a roomie… that you keep on trying to seduce?”
“Whatever do you mean?” you pout as your hand moves to caress his cheek. He pinches your hardened nipple and it causes you to let out a quiet gasp.
“Don’t act like you don’t know what I’m talking about… roaming around the house without a bra… your nipples poking through the awfully thin fabric of your t-shirts,” his words make the heat rush to your cheeks as you feel his lips graze your neck and you close your eyes at the feeling.
“You roam around shirtless too.”
“That’s different.”
“Sure… seems to me that you’re the pervert here. C-can’t I be comfortable at my own place?” you tease but your voice comes out breathless as your brain is stuck on the way Suguru is playing with your nipples.
“Hmm… I'm trying to do just that… get you more comfortable,” Suguru bites your shoulder lightly as his hand moves down to dip into your sweatpants.
“Such a considerate roomie–mmh,” you swallow your words when he rubs your mound from over your underwear, “... what would I do without you, Sugu.”
You grab his hair to pull his face away from your shoulder before twisting your body further to kiss him on the lips. Your lips miss the mark and land on the corner of his mouth. He lets out a snort at this and brings his hand up to squeeze your cheeks before kissing you right.
His tongue slides into your mouth, swirling against your own and alternating it with soft tugs at your bottom lip. Suguru’s such a good kisser that you feel lightheaded when he breaks the kiss to allow you both catch your breaths. You can make out his outline as he moves away from you, making his way to your corner of the bed to turn the light on.
“Too bright!” you cover an arm over your eyes, scrunching your face at the sudden change.
“I want to see you,” he states calmly as he straddles you, fingers sliding the fabric of your t-shirt up to expose your belly.
“The lamp has enough light,” you stop his movement and motion him to move towards the bedside table.
He rolls his eyes but obeys as he makes his way to switch the bright tube light with the soft orange light of the lamp, “You could’ve easily fallen asleep in this dim light… you just wanted a reason to get me in your bed, huh?”
“Well, I really was scared,” you pout, making him laugh as he turns back to look at you.
“Yeah rig–” his words get caught in his throat when his eyes land on your bare chest.
“Would you rather go back to your room?” you tilt your head slightly as you toss your t-shirt to the ground before tracing your fingers gently over your rock-hard nipples. If Suguru had any other thoughts in his mind before that moment, the slate is wiped completely clean when he sees the way your dainty fingers dance over your skin, luring him in like a siren to a sailor.
“That ship sailed the moment you asked me to get in your bed,” he leans over you till you’re lying flat on your back and wets his lips as his eyes shamelessly fixate on your exposed tits. Without wasting another second, he dips his head down to suck on one tit while his fingers play with the other.
Your hands find their way to his hair as you let out soft hums, closing your eyes to enjoy the way his tongue feels on your sensitive skin.
He moves further down, leaving wet smooches over your belly but his movements come to a halt when his eyes land on your belly button.
“Is this new?” He asks, causing you to open your eyes and you find him eyeing the tiny ring piercing that's barely visible unless seen up close.
You shake your head, “You just never got to see it.”
“I knew you were a freak,” he leans down to kiss over it, “those innocent, doe eyes might trick others but they never fooled me.”
“But isn't that why you’re so hard, baby? Cause you like them freaky?” You shoot back as you hook one leg around his waist to tug the waistband of his sweats down with your toes. He grabs your ankle, peeling it away from him and pinning it down to the bed.
He simply gives you a devilish smile before leaning down to graze the silver metal piercing with his teeth, pulling at it playfully. In that moment, your body's reaction is beyond your control as you let out a whimper, goosebumps covering the entire expanse of your skin.
You bring your hands up to your chest to play with your nipples, back arching when his wet tongue licks a strip down your belly. He hooks his fingers into your waistband before pulling them down your legs along with your underwear.
“Fucking hell Suguru,” you moan when you feel two fingers opening your puffy folds, dragging over the surface to spread your wet juices around.
“Yes, princess?” He looks up to meet your eyes and he can feel the blood rushing to his dick, making it harder than ever. He thinks he might as well cum by just looking at your already fucked out expressions while your fingers greedily play with your tits.
“I want your tongue… please eat me out,” your request is almost a breathy whisper.
“Hmm, what do I get in return?” He wonders, fingers rubbing soft circles over your clit.
“I'll suck you off–”
“No.”
“Please… fuck– what then?” Your voice grows impatient as rut your hips up to feel more of his fingers.
“I want you to stop calling that fucker over whenever you're horny,” his voice is so stern that it actually makes you focus on what he's saying.
Your eyebrows furrow at this as you stop playing with yourself to sit up on your elbows to get a better look at his face, “Who? Marco? I don't underst–”
“What's so hard to understand, dummy? I'm fucking sick of hearing you scream someone else’s name at nights when I know I could fuck you much better than that guy,” Suguru's tone is calm, yet he has to grit his teeth to keep his cool.
He didn't have to ask – in your mind it was already a given – what could possibly be better than having your unbelievably attractive flatmate make you his. No other men could ever compare moving forward.
Yet you want to push his buttons, like you always do, “hmm… I don’t know about that, Sugu. He’s really good with his tongue...”
“Is that the game you really wanna play?” He groans as he spreads your thighs open, nestling himself between your legs. He dips his head down till it is just inches away from your core, “Well, then… be my fucking guest.”
You bite your lip to keep yourself from grinning too hard – it was so fucking easy to rile him up. His tongue is quick to latch onto your pussy, causing you to let out a soft moan at the sudden contact.
Your body melts back down onto the mattress as you bring your hands down to play with his hair. He licks a strip up to your clit before moving back down to dip his tongue into your hole. As he begins to alter the pressure of his tongue, your thighs twitch involuntarily.
“Oh god– Suguru, right ther– nghh,” you push his head further down to bury his face against you completely. Suguru smiles at you as he lifts his head up slightly before letting the spit on his tongue trickle down to your hole and you can feel your insides clutching around nothing.
You lean your head back and shut your eyes tight when you feel his fingers spread his spit around your entrance. He takes you by surprise when he suddenly shoves two of his thick fingers into your cunt. The moan that escapes your lips next is vile to say the least and you bring your hand up to muffle it.
“No… don’t act shy now, baby. Let me hear your pretty voice,” he growls and you feel his other hand come up to yank yours away from your mouth as he begins fucking you with his fingers.
You nod your head desperately with your eyes still closed and whimper at his words, but it doesn’t take long before you’re cussing out lewd profanities when his tongue plays with your clit at the same time he begins to pump his fingers inside you faster.
“Suguru, y-you’re so good,” you stutter out praises as you feel your mind numbing at the sensation, getting closer to your orgasm. Your back arches off the bed when you feel him suck on your bud, adding a third finger into your hole.
“Oh my— yesyesyes,” you cry as your body twitches under him. You’re so close, you can almost feel yourself breaking. You bring your shaky hand to his hair again as you look down to find his eyes fixed on your face. Your eyebrows knit, the intensity of his gaze making you feel vulnerable and exposed.
“Sugu– I’m so clo–” you halt mid-sentence when he pulls away completely, causing your build-up to drop suddenly. You whine as you hook your legs around his torso, “Suguru! What the fuck?”
“Aww, sorry baby. Were you about to cum?” His tone is condescending. He holds up his hand to examine the wet coat of your juices glistening on his fingers, “Maybe you can call Marco over to finish the job?”
“Suguru, stop being so cruel,” you huff as you tug at his hand to pull him closer.
“You’re the cruel one here… expecting me to share what’s mine,” he moves up to kiss you on the lips and your moans are muffled by his tongue when his fingers part your folds once again, making your hips twitch.
“Please, I was only teasing. You’re the only one I want,” you beg, out of breath when he releases your lips.
“Is that so?” his hot breath fans your face. You nod desperately, clawing at his forearm to get him to move his hand once again.
“So, no more Marco? You’ll break all contact with that fucker?” he asks but it’s a rhetorical question anyway.
“Only you, Suguru,” you agree nonetheless as you lean your head up to kiss him once again.
“That’s a good girl. See how easy it was?” he smirks as his head moves down to your neck to suck on your skin roughly. Your brain goes dumb when he finds your sweet spot, you bring your hands to his shoulders all the while chanting his name when his fingers start fucking into you again.
You squirm under him as his bodyweight restricts your movement. When he feels your pussy flutter around his fingers, he’s quick to make his way back down to stimulate your clit with his tongue. You root your feet into the mattress, your hips thrusting up as your muscles twitch again.
“Keep going, fuck–Suguru” you cry as you grip his hair with one hand while your other hand pinches one of your nipples. The pressure in your core releases as soon as it builds when your orgasm breaks through you. Your legs fall limply to the sides but your abdomen still twitches as Suguru continues to lap at your juices.
You feel way too sensitive as his ruthless tongue and fingers begin to overstimulate you. You yank at his hair to warn him but he doesn’t budge.
“Suguru, too much–ahh!” your body twitches violently and he presses his other hand over your lower belly to keep you from moving too much. As you shiver under his touch, you can feel the coil building up in your stomach – it happens before you even realise it and you squirt all over his face.
You cry his name out loud, tears escaping your eyes as your body falls limp and you feel as if you’ve lost all strength. Suguru pulls his fingers out as he sits up between your legs, sucking his fingers clean before pushing the loose strands of his hair back.
Your chest heaves and you see the way his face shines due to the wetness. You bring a foot up to his chest, pushing him till he’s leaning back slightly, “You’re the freak here, Suguru.”
“Never said I wasn’t,” he smiles as he rests his palms onto the mattress, leaning back and spreading his legs open. You sit up and lean forward as you hook your hands into the waistband of his pants to pull them down along with his boxers. He lifts his hips up slightly and his dick springs free when you pull the garments down, discarding them to the side.
You lean down closer to his dick, your pussy fluttering when you see how perfect his size is – length as well as girth wise. Suguru has the prettiest dick you’ve ever seen and it looks even prettier with the precum leaking from the slit. You move your thumb over the angry tip, sliding the foreskin further down.
You smile at him innocently before focusing back down as your tongue licks over the head, wetting it further with your saliva. Suguru feels like he’s about to lose his shit at this, his dick throbbing painfully in your hands.
A guttural groan escapes his lips when he feels you take his length into your mouth till his tip is hitting the back of your throat. Your left hand moves under to fondle his balls while your right hand gently claws at his thigh. He runs a hand through your hair when you start bobbing your head over his cock.
“Shit– take it in, princess,” his voice strains as he grabs your hair to push your head further down. You let out a muffled groan when you gag slightly.
You pick up your pace and he doesn't know if it's because he's been hard for an awfully long time or if you’re clouding his senses, taking over every thought but he comes undone quickly.
When you rub the base tightly while letting his tip hit the back of your throat in a repeated motion, you feel his dick twitch.
“Fuc– baby, I'm cumming,” he moans as he tries to warn you, tugging at your hair gently but you maintain a steady rhythm, making him shoot his hot liquid in your mouth.
You slow down to pull away from his dick and look up to find Suguru leaning back, resting his weight on his elbows. His eyebrows furrow when he sees the way a string of saliva connects his dick to your glistening lips. He closes his eyes shut as his head falls back limply – he thinks it's impossible to get hard so quickly again after a good head but his body is hell-bent on proving him wrong.
You wipe your lips with the back of your hand as you sit up and giggle at his state. He opens one eye to look at you lazily, chest still heaving lightly.
“You're welcome, Suguru. That is what a real considerate roomie does,” you tease as you straddle his lap, leaning forward to leave soft kisses over his pecs. Your arms rest on his shoulders as you move up to his neck, biting and sucking on his skin.
“Mmh… you’re so fucking cute,” Suguru huffs as he brings his hand up to your face, guiding you to look up at him, “fuck...the things I want to do to you.”
“What do you want to do to me?” You question as you take his thumb in your mouth, sucking on it lightly before releasing it.
“This,” he says as he wraps his arm around your waist to scoot you up till your chest is flush against his, pulling you in for a kiss. The kiss is hungry, passionate and desperate and your arms wrap around his neck and you moan into his mouth when you feel two of Suguru's fingers glide over your folds to part them.
“... and this,” he mumbles between kisses and you feel him graze his tip near your entrance. He pauses briefly as he pulls back from the kiss, “Where do you keep the condoms?”
You shake your head no, “birth control,” you mumble before pulling him back in to continue your kiss. You're pretty sure you feel his lips curve up in a smile briefly before he shoves his tongue into your mouth.
His hand is quick to reposition his dick, lining it up at your entrance as his other hand wraps around your waist to lift your hips up slightly.
Your pussy flutters in excitement when his tip enters your hole. He breaks the kiss to look down where your bodies meet, placing both his hands firmly on your hips, fingers digging into your flesh as he guides your body down onto him slowly.
You whimper as you feel his fat cock impale your walls, resting your forehead against his shoulder while your hands caress his biceps. When he's filled you up to the hilt, he holds you steady, letting you adjust to his size.
“Sugu–”
“And this,” he whispers as he lifts your hips up with ease before slamming you down onto his cock in one swift motion. Your nails dig into his skin at this and you scream his name, your brain going numb when his pace fastens.
“Yes yes, right th– ahh,” your voice is slurry as you bite into the skin of his shoulder to keep yourself from losing your sanity completely– as if that were still an option.
“S-stop squeezing me so tight,” he sighs when your walls twitch around him. You bury your face into his neck, whimpering at the sensation as his tip kisses the right spot each time he shoves deep into you.
Suguru loosens his grip around your waist as he slows down and it's only then that you realise just how tight his hold was. But the thought slips your mind just as quickly as it arrives when he lies you down till your back is on the mattress with him on top of you.
With his dick still buried deep inside you, he readjusts your legs to hook them over his shoulders and folding you in half as he towers over you.
His lips meet yours as he pins your arms down to your sides, intertwining his fingers with yours. It's a simple act but it has you feeling butterflies in your stomach.
“I want you…” he bites your lower lip lightly before releasing it, “...so bad...”
You hum into the kiss at his sweet nothings, not really being able to focus on the words he's spilling between kisses. You feel lightheaded – the way he kisses you softly is soon contrasted by the rough thrusts of his hips as he begins to pound into you mercilessly.
You cry against his lips as tears escape your eyes at how deliciously he's filling you up. Suguru kisses your cheek hastily before moving down to your neck to decorate your skin with his markings.
“Oh–mmph– god, Suguru,” you sob as he picks up his pace. You feel your mind going blank with each thrust – in that moment, you have nothing in your thoughts expect for Suguru and his cock.
Your moans get a pitch higher when he brings a hand down to play with your clit. It's the tipping point for you when his fingers and dick work in unison to bring you closer to your release.
You feel your pussy flutter around his length and he groans into your neck once again. He knows he won't last much long so he maintains a steady rhythm, rubbing your clit in a way that's eliciting a chain of lewd moans from you.
Your body convulses violently, his body weight on top of yours holds you in place as you reach your orgasm. Within seconds, you hear him hiss cusses into your ear as his dick twitches inside you and his cum paints your walls. Your vision gets blurry and you close your eyes, your breathing gets ragged as your body melts onto the bed and you’re pretty sure you would've passed out if not for Suguru’s sloppy thrusts coming to a gradual stop. He slides your legs down his shoulders gently and you let them slump to the sides.
“Baby, you good?” His breath fans your face and you look at him with half-lidded eyes. You let out a tired chuckle at the concerned look on his face. You simply nod at him as you slowly bring your hands up to hook them around his neck, playing with the hair on his nape.
“Let's get you cleaned up,” he kisses your nose, “then you can rest all you want.”
You pull him in for a lazy kiss and he obliges, wanting to relish in this moment a little bit longer.
~
You don't remember how you fell asleep but when you wake up to the almost blaring sound of your doorbell ringing, you find your body impossibly closer to his. Your face is almost buried in his chest with your arms and legs tangled with his, caging you into his whole being.
You pull away softly, wondering how you even managed to fall asleep in such an awkward position. You lean forward to kiss his forehead but move back in a haste when you hear the bell ring again, quietly getting out of the bed.
Putting on your pants and t-shirt, you make your way out of your room and to the main door.
Your surprise is evident on your face when you spot Marco standing in front of you.
“Hey…” you greet him, already feeling a weird sense of embarrassment creeping over you.
“Did I wake you up? I thought you’d be awake by now,” he checks his phone for the time.
“No… I slept in a bit since I couldn’t fall asleep after watching that scary film,” you confess, your brain working in full force to come up with the right words to break the news to him.
He's still standing in the doorway since you haven't really invited him in so he tries his best to do some damage control, “Are you upset about yesterday? I'm sorry for kinda bailing on you last night.”
Right, if Marco had been there for movie night, you wouldn't have called Suguru when you felt alone and scared. But it didn't matter much as what had happened since was way more intense than your fuck buddy missing yet another movie night.
Before you have a chance to speak, you hear a voice from behind, “Oh, no worries, you weren't missed.”
You turn to see Suguru walking towards you shirtless, in only his sweats. It wasn't out of the ordinary for Suguru to be so unwelcoming towards Marco but what surprised the guy were the hickeys on your flatmate's chest on full display.
And if Marco wasn't smart enough to connect the pieces together already, Suguru snaking an arm over your waist from behind and leaving a quick peck on your cheek, all while wishing the guy a ‘good morning’ was enough to make everything crystal clear.
You give Suguru a side eye as you chuckle nervously, “Suguru, please give us a minute.”
“Ok, don’t take too long, baby,” he slaps your ass playfully but his eyes stay on Marco, almost taunting him with a cocky smile.
When Suguru walls back inside, you scratch the back of your nape awkwardly, “Sooo…”
“It’s fine, whatever. I just wish you’d told me about it before I embarrassed myself like this,” Marco shoots back, trying not to sound bitter but failing miserably.
“I’m so sorry. You have nothing to be embarrassed about… I'm the one who should be embarrassed,” you ramble as you observe his face for a change of expressions, “Would you like to come in?”
“Doubt that's a good idea,” his tone is cold.
“Right… are we cool? No hard feelings?” you ask.
“Nah, we were just fucking, that’s all– just don’t expect me to keep on being your friend now.”
“Oh, okay, I wasn't going to… guess this is it then?” you speak just as formally, getting slightly annoyed at his entitled tone.
“Yeah,” he lets out a dry chuckle before curtly nodding and leaving.
You close the door and swiftly walk to where Suguru is sitting on the sofa. He's grinning at you, extending an arm out towards you.
“Don't even try! I'm so embarrassed…” you scold him, “I wanted to break it to him gently!”
He simply shrugs before motioning you to get closer to him. You roll your eyes but nonetheless obey as you move closer till you’re standing in front of him.
You cover your face with your hands, your muffled voice speaking, “That almost felt like an awkward breakup that 12 year olds have after calling each other boyfriend and girlfriend for a week…”
“Good… you can't be having two boyfriends at once,” he snorts as he wraps his arms around your waist to pull you closer, resting his forehead against your belly.
You grab him by the hair to pull his face away gently to look him in the eyes, “Wait, you want us to date?”
He nods as he chuckles at your surprised reaction, “You really are a clueless one. Yes, I want us to date… besides, I don’t just let random hookups squirt on my face.”
You shove his face away as you groan in embarrassment, “Stopppp.”
“Never. That was the highlight of the night for me– second only to the way your pretty little cunt fluttered around my dick,” he pulls you closer to kiss your belly from over the fabric.
“Suguru, you have such a dirty mouth,” you push him away but he doesn't bug, further tightening his grip on your waist.
“It’s cause you like it dirty,” he pulls you down till you’re straddling his lap. You giggle when his hands move under your t-shirt to flick your already hardened nipples.
You hold onto his shoulders as you move closer to close the gap between your bodies as you kiss him.
“So?” He moves away to kiss your cheek, “Go out…” another peck on your nose, “...on a date…” next on your jaw, “...with me?” before kissing your forehead lovingly, “Please?”
You pull back to ponder over the question for a moment and the familiar butterflies reappear.
“Okay,” you nod, blushing as he nuzzles his face into your neck, “I'd like that a lot.”
“Okay… celebratory sex.” he exclaims as he bites your skin, making it tingle.
“No! I’m really sore!” you complain.
“Just one round, I'll be gentle,” he presses.
“Have some mercy on your poor girlfriend!” you coo as you lean back.
“Not if you talk like that… you’re only gonna make me hard,” he chuckles as he rubs his thumb over your bottom lip.
“Suguru!” you pout. He laughs as he leans forward to give you a quick peck.
“Ok fine… then, breakfast?” he asks and you nod. You hook your legs around his waist as he gets up with ease, making his way to the kitchen. You giggle when he squeezes your ass as he walks.
“Don't think you’re getting off that easily. I'm only letting you relax now so that I can fuck you later after our date tonight,” he places you onto to kitchen counter.
“Ah, so considerate!” you roll your eyes before kissing his cheek, your fingers tracing the outline of his chest gently. Your eyes meet and you stare at each other in silence. You crinkle your face at how cheesy the moment seems, splaying your palm over his face to break his intense gaze.
“Fuck– are you sure… at least just let me eat you out… nothing else,” he groans and you feel his dick poke against your inner thigh.
“Suguru!” You complain but you break into a fit of laughter at how adorable he seems like this, a side you hadn’t seen before today.
“Okay, okay, fine!” He rolls his eyes before cupping your face, “one kiss and then I'm gonna make you something delicious.”
“Sure,” you laugh before wrapping your arms around his neck and pulling him in for another heart-fluttering kiss.
~fin~
#erensbirdie#jjk x reader#jjk x you#jujutsukaisen x reader#jjk#geto x reader#geto suguru#geto x you#geto smut#jjk geto#jujutsu geto
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beelzebub who has obscure knowledge because he cares so much about his brothers' interests, they become his, too – or, a slight beelzebub character study at 3am because i need it and so do you.
beelzebub who can name every constellation in the night sky of all three realms, who knows both astrology and astronomy, who has read all of belphie's essays and research papers, who was there when they were written.
beelzebub who knows how to play (and cheat, and win) about every casino game, who knows how to do fast math even if he doesn't really care for it, who checks the fucking stock market every morning to see if mammon's mood will be affected by it or not.
beelzebub who knows the difference between the scent of white and red roses, who knows how to properly do your (and his) makeup, who has memorised which products are good for his complexion and how many times a day he needs to apply sunscreen, because asmo swears that the fridge light hits him as much as the sun would have in the human world.
beelzebub who can quote jane austen and poe and shakespeare and euripides from memory, who makes references from books that were destroyed with the library of alexandria, who knows about every breed of cat there is, who listens to satan explain whose fur is the thickest and whose the softest.
beelzebub who will rewatch tsl for hours, who will carry boxes upon boxes of games upstairs, who will (poorly) draw ruri from memory, who will know how to play most games levi hyperfixates on and the plot from most anime he has rambled about.
beelzebub who knows even the most bizzare of genres of music, who can taste the difference between a thousand year and a thousand and one year aged demonus, who immediately recognises the jazz song lucifer is playing when he wants to spend quality time with him but doesn't want to disturb him.
beelzebub who, if you ask him about his interests, will reply that he doesn't really have any, who will search within him for an ounce of self, who will give up after a while because he is six beings in one, and he doesn't know if there's room for one more.
beelzebub who decides that it's okay to be a mosaic of his favourite beings, who finds out that he has been carrying seven in him all along, who gazes in your – a human's – eyes and understands why she fought and why she fell and why she tried so much.
beelzebub who, in his spare time, will go in the human world to visit museums and archaeological sites and long abandoned villages, who will reminisce about when everything he just saw was once new and shining, who will retrace the steps he took aeons ago, alone this time.
beelzebub who often feels lost, who grieves and eats and grieves some more, who carries the memory of his sister because he once read that one truly stops existing when they are forgotten, yet smiles when he sees red roses and shiny coins and old books and video games and cursed records and the starry sky, who sighs into your neck right before he falls asleep and promises to never forget the way your skin feels under his.
beelzebub who, without you asking him, tells you he likes flowers and animals, who likes everything the sun touches, whose eyes glimmer when you ask him to tell you about yarrows and their meaning and their colours, who will explain in a heartbeat, just for you.
beelzebub whose self is a wounded one, a fighting one, whose self is a memory box he just keeps adding into, a scrapbook of eternity's erosion, who finds happiness in the little things, in the simple things, who binds his family together.
beelzebub who loved and loves and will love until there's nothing of him left, until he is the last one remembering, until the night sky is no longer a painting, but just an accumulation dead stars.
#obey me#obey me shall we date#beelzebub obey me#beelzebub x reader#i feel like he has so much depth#and if he doesn't he does in my head#some people only view him as the nom nom himbo but good lord#i beg to differ#finally being able to let out the 2 year beel brainrot to real humans and not the voices in my head is fantastic#i hope this wasn't too messy#sing me a song // the song of our glory
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hii! i love all your work and it’s so great! can you make a fic about the reader and noir waking up in the morning and making breakfast?? :)
spider-noir x reader
gn!reader
genre/warnings: domestic fluff, established relationship, unrevised writing.
note: thank you for the request and the compliment, you're so sweet!! that was so cute to write, domestic fluff is my specialty :D recommended song: any of laufey, really. he's laufey coded.
you can feel the sun shining through the bedroom curtains, the blanket providing the perfect amount of warmth, or even better, the blanket and peter holding you in his sleep. sunday is the only day you wake up first than him, his patrolling starts a little bit later than the other days of the week and you get to see his peaceful sleeping form.
the softest expression lays on his face, his hair slightly disheveled, fluffy and falling above his forehead. it's one of the few times at the day he doesn't wear his glasses, and you can see the almost invisible freckles over his cheekbones.
you smile to yourself, as you look away from him to get up and make breakfast, but he keeps holding you, quietly mumbling words you can't even understand. "hey, handsome" you say as you turn around to hold his face.
"good morning, darling" peter replies, snuggling his head on the crook of your neck. "you're cuddly today, hm?" you giggle at the contact on your skin. "i believe so"
he leans back just enough to take a look at you, a smile adorning his lips. your hand goes up to caress his hair like you would do to a cat, and his eyes flushed shut at the touch.
"would you make breakfast with me?" you suggest, leaving the option to stay resting until he had to go out. "of course" he nods and you whisper a brief 'thank you' while smiling and giving the last caress at his hair.
you two make your way to the kitchen, discussing what is better to have for breakfast and both agreed that coffee, the leftover pie and grilled cheese was the winner of the day (both too tired to make something more elaborated).
you put some background music to lighten the moment and you two hum along the melody, while peter made the coffee and you prepared the sandwiches and take the pie from the refrigerator.
"i love spending mornings with you" he says, right hand now laying on the small of your back as you finished setting the table. you turn around to hold his middle, looking up at him adoringly "me too, that's why i love sundays"
your index finger fix the angle of his glasses, and he takes a chance to steal a peck on your lips. "i love you" his voice sounded like pure honey, a smile surging from you. "love you more" you state, earning a shake of his head. "not possible" he says playfully but he is serious about that. he genuinely loves you more than anything in his life and to beat that is nearly impossible.
each of you take a sit, side by side and start eating your breakfast, noir with his newspaper in hands and you with a unfinished book, enjoying the silence and the sunbeams engulfing you two.
#spider noir x reader#spider noir x you#into the spider verse#itsv x reader#across the spiderverse x reader#spider man across the spider verse#gn!reader#atsv x reader#fem!reader#masc!reader#spider noir#peter benjamin parker
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MILE AND APO’S INTERVIEWS FOR AWESOME!PLUS MAGAZINE
MILE PHAKPHUM
MUSIC COLUMN: LOVE SONG
George Benson - Nothing's Gonna Change My Love For You
Very romantic. It's a song about how much I love you, and I can say that not only to my lover, but also to my family and friends. What I imagine is the feeling of singing to a cat in the house (laughs). I love how warm it is.
Is there anything you are looking forward to when you come to Japan?
Of course I was looking forward to working with awesome!plus. Also, i am a guitar collector, so I was looking forward to buying vintage guitars. People have good taste and keep things in good condition, so there are many second-hand items that are really good.
You originally studied music, right?
Yes. I started music when I was 22. If I hadn't been doing music, I wouldn't be where I am today, and I wouldn't be appearing in dramas. The basics of Thai culture are doing music, and that leads to theatrical performances. I also stepped into the entertainment industry because of the music. I was also making demos on guitar. The first thing I made was an acoustic pop rock.
What is important to you when making music?
I take care of it. You can't eat a guitar, so it doesn't have a taste, but you can really feel the taste of its sound. From my point of view, the guitar is very sexy. Plus, vintage guitars are made from old wood, so they smell great. It feels like wine. Furthermore, the guitar can be played in any genre. That's the biggest attraction.
Please tell us about shooting episodes of the drama "Kinn Porsche The Series"
In this work, the performers and all the staff wanted to make a good work. There are many fictional scenes but there are also many human-like lines. Everyone was seriously trying to put on the best performances in the time allotted. I called that time a magic moment. It turned out to be a really good work.
How was the reaction?
I was surprised that everyone responded so well. No matter which country I go to, I can feel everyone's feelings.
The world tour sounds like a lot of fun.
I feel really lucky that I was able to take everyone with me. It feels more like a school trip than a job (laughs). However, the other day I went to Paris by myself for work, and then I felt incredibly lonely..!
Ahaha. By the way, Apo as seen by Mile. What kind of person is he?
He's very energetic. That's what comes out. I'm the type of person who listens, so when we're together, it's really well-balanced. He surprises me a lot. I'm always trying to do my best, so I'm very happy to be able to work with him.
What kind of story are you listening to?
He says everything, such as how he felt at that time. He says anything. He will tell me everything I can understand or can’t understand. He is a person who has no secrets and will tell me everything.
Ahaha. Is there a role you would like to play in the future?
I would like to act in dark, thriller, and murderous scenes. I would also like to play a horror movie like Japan's Ju-on! I was 20 when I started to like the guitar, so I may not be very good at it, but I think it would be great if I could collaborate with Jeff this time. l'm looking forward to it!
Now, Mile, please tell us what you think is the appeal of this drama.
Although the original is a novel, it has become a work that reveals the true face of humans. It's wonderful. To put it simply, it's Pocky."
Pocky!!
"Yes (laughs). Pocky comes in strawberry, chocolate, and banana flavors. I want to try different flavors. This drama is like Pocky (laughs).
APO NATTAWIN
MUSIC COLUMN : LOVE SONG
Vivaldi's Four Seasons
I think it’s a love song. It's smooth and soft, so if you listen to it and are in nature, you can feel the background and love of the song.
What are you looking forward to during your visit to Japan?
I want to work with Japanese staff. Recently, I have traveled to various countries and worked with people from various countries, but Japan is one of my favorite countries, so I am happy to work with Japanese people. I wanted to work with them, and when I actually worked with them, they were all wonderful and always made me feel good.
Is there anything you eat every time you visit?
Surrounded by the sea, I think there are food colors and flavors that only Japan can offer.
However, what would you like to do in Japan if you have time?
I want to feel the unique lifestyle and traditional culture. I went to Meiji Jingu this time, and my mind and body became softer. The smell of nature calms me down, and I feel good energy and energy increase.
About the popular drama "KinnPorsche The 'Series'", do you want to share some behind the scene story?
In the scene on the boat in episode 3, our boat sways every time a boat passes by, so the camera gets drunk, so we have to take a little break after each take! I can not forget. Mile and I are fine because we are concentrating on the people we are acting with, but the cameraman must be drunk because he has a wide field of view through the camera.
Currently on a world tour as a drama member. If you were to hold an event in Japan, what kind of projects would you like to do?
Japan is famous for anime cosplay, so it would be great if everyone could get together in cosplay and sing and dance. There were people in duck and avatar costumes, but if we could get together in Japan and do cosplay together, I'm sure it will be fun.
You like singing and dancing, is there an instrument vou would like to try?
I wanted to play the saxophone because I liked jazz and instrumental music since I was little. I wanted to join the music circle. But now I wonder if I should listen to someone else play it (laughs).
Do vou have a favorite Japanese artist?
I love KAT- TUN. I don't know what it means, but I like the rhythm of the song, the way it's sung, and the beatbox, and it feels good to listen to it. i also like EXILE's "Lovers Again" and “LAST CHRiSTMAS". I like it because it makes me feel like something good is going to happen today.
Is there a Japanese actor you'd like to work with?
Nana Komatsu-san. I'm interested in her because she has a charming natural acting style. Also, Rinko Kikuchi's acting is so deep that it caught my eye. Tomohisa Yamashita, who I've been watching since I was young, is also one of my favorite actors. Takeshi Kaneshiro is also cool, isn't he?
What does acting mean to you?
Acting is what made me understand the world, people and nature. In the process, there are three things that are important to me: the environment in which I was born, the environment in which I am now, and the environment in front of me. When I was worried about the role of Porsche, It was about how he was born and what kind of environment he was raised in. It's difficult because he's a contradiction between his feelings and his actions. All I can say is that he likes Kinn. He loves Kinn regardless of position or gender, and the straightforwardness of Porsche is the appeal.
What role would you like to play in the future?
This work is currently being filmed, and in this series I am performing Thai dance. There is something unique about Thai dance, it is strong but soft and delicate. My teacher told me to think of myself as an angel and move, but it is a loose style. However, it is not popular among young people these days, so I want to convey the charm of Thai dance through this work. Just as everyone thinks of Japan when they hear the words ninja or samurai, I want them to think of Thailand, when they think of Thai dance.
#the part of mile saying he imagines to sing the song to a cat in his house…..#really??? really?????#also it’s so fun that mile mentioned food and tasting things even when it wasn’t the right topic but they asked about food to apo ajssksk#mile felt alone in paris#i wonder if he felt alone in mumbai#:D#kinnporsche#mileapo#awesome!plus#i translated it with google
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Off the Deep End | part 3 | swim instructor Bang Chan x fem reader
Genre: fluff; smut; angst
Rating: 18+
Pairing: Bang Chan x fem reader
Word count: 2k
Warnings: mentions of past trauma, drowning, and adult language (warnings will be added to each chapter)
Summary: Hellbent on facing her fears, she starts taking up swimming lessons from one attractive young instructor named Christopher.
A/N: I don't really know what I'm doing anymore, but I promise we'll get to the smut at some point. Just hang in there, the like 3 people that are still reading this.
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | to be continued
Masterlist | Network
"So, how was your date?"
Her voice goes down an octave when she asks, wiggling her eyebrows at me with a smirk on her face. I just sigh like an exhausted mother of four.
"It was alright," I shrug, desperate to not talk about it any further, let alone with my co-worker. I shouldn't have overshared about the date in the first place, but I did and these are the consequences of my actions. "But I won't be seeing him again."
"How come?"
"He was a bit uhm, annoying," I explain, biting my tongue so as to not elaborate any further. Maybe it would be nice to just vent, but I could never get that personal with co-workers, and there's no way I'm telling my sister about my shitty date with this guy who took me to Outback Steakhouse, ordered a Superbowl salad and water on my behalf, became aggravated when I told the waiter I'd rather have the steak instead, and then proceeded to call me fat.
Well, I won't be doing that again…! Either way, my co-worker seems to give up on wanting more details. Maybe she understands the struggles of trying to date men in this day and age, or maybe she knows the dance and song by now.
You're so pretty, we should hang out. You're so beautiful, wanna come back to mine?
I sigh again, glancing at the clock on the wall, a little happy that I have just over an hour until my shift is done, and then I can go home to rot a little bit more and uninstall the stupid dating app while I watch some old romantic movie and entertain my own loneliness. Anyway-
"You should just enjoy being single," she concludes. "Value your own company, you know?"
"I guess I'm just lonely," I shrug, desperately hoping she will drop the conversation or, at the very least, change the subject to literally anything. "Maybe I'll just get a cat."
"Just find some guy to fuck and you'll feel better," she unexpectedly blurts, giggling slightly. I snort. "After half an hour with a man, you'll be reminded of why you've stayed single."
"You know, you're right," I laugh as I clean the counters, hoping nobody else comes in or, at the very least, nobody comes in asking for anything more than a simple coffee. "I should focus more on my photography and less on getting laid."
"How's that going along?"
"I've had a lot on my plate lately, so I haven't really done much in that sense, but I should probably just grab my camera and take photos of random shit, huh?"
"Absolutely," she agrees. "Make like an aesthetic Instagram. There's definitely folks out there who make it big through that, why not you? Your photos are good, Jess, I've seen your Instagram."
I'm slightly dumbfounded by the compliment, but I offer a smile nonetheless. I guess she's right. My photos are nice and maybe I should try to do something with them beyond sharing them on my social media every once in a while.
The application has been uninstalled.
I feel my lids getting heavier with each passing second and I end up succumbing to exhaustion on the sofa, feeling good about deleting the shitty dating app.
I haven't used this camera in a while and it suddenly feels heavier than I remember. This time, the pool doesn't feel as suffocating and I'm fully dressed and not wearing that horrendous swimming cap that makes my ears hurt. My models are random kids and staff members who volunteered to be part of a small local newspaper and I'm hellbent on taking the most artistic swimming pool photos Melbourne has ever seen. Well, this part of Melbourne, at least.
"Oh, you're the photographer!"
I turn around to face the source of the voice and I'm faced with the ever-smiling Christopher in his usual attire of swimming shorts and a white tank top, this time he's fully dry and his hair looks a little dishevelled but like he did his best to fix it.
"Yes, the photographer is me," I repeat, cringing inside for the dumb way I said it. I'm trying to not succumb to the temptation of checking him out like my sister suggested, but it's difficult to not stare when he radiates joy and I can't decide whether he's just happy all the time or a complete cunt behind closed doors. It's hard to tell. I'm not sure what's worse: someone so cheerful it's like they can't physically experience heartbreak, someone who hides a world of hurt behind an ear-to-ear smile, or someone who acts kind and friendly on the outside but is a rude arsehole on the inside. What are you, Christopher?
"I hope I look good enough," he chuckles, his ears glowing red as he looks down at his thong-clad feet and tries to fix his hair a little with his hands. "We should have a lady come in to do some makeup, I think."
"Oh yeah, she should be here soon. You guys are gonna be on the Weekly Melbourne, you have to look perfect!"
He smiles, his entire face gaining colour. He's beaming, more so than usual, and it's honestly adorable. Jessica, what the fuck?
That's your swimming instructor, don't be like Jamie! I feel my face warm up, but luckily we are interrupted by the makeup artist.
"Jessica?"
"I wish I could have taken some more exciting photos, but they wanted very family style for the article," I can't help but talk with my mouth half-full as I chew on my sundae-covered fries. "It would be so cool to just do, like, an Accidentally Wes Anderson-esque photo shoot at the pool."
"I had no idea you were a photographer," Chris exclaims, unwrapping his chicken sandwich and taking a big bite. "Did you go to school for it?"
"I didn't go to school at all," I reply, trying not to sound bitter about it. "Life got in the way, I guess."
"That happens," he shrugs, his lips around one of the straws in the giant milkshake we ordered to share. "I studied Songwriting and Music Production and now I'm teaching people how to swim. Life does get in the way."
"Oh, so you write music?"
Before he can answer, one of the kids interrupts our conversation to make sure everyone at the table is aware that he won a bet with his friend by finishing his Coke first. Chris laughs and congratulates his student before scolding him about brain freeze, but the kid is too excited about his prize: the little Pokémon toy his friend got in his Kids Meal. The other boy sulked as he handed the winner his toy, but the winning boy decided that he would rather share and let his opponent keep his little Pikachu.
"Maybe this generation isn't so bad," I comment, turning back to look at Chris as he takes another sip of our Oreo shake. "But you were saying?"
"Oh yeah, I make music. It's a hobby for now, but who knows?"
I smile back, it's my turn to drink the milkshake. Somehow, I nearly forgot we're surrounded by a handful of kids, a makeup artist and a couple of Christopher's co-workers from the pool. This isn't a date, I tell myself. But God, I wish it was… Jessica shut up. You're just lonely and horny, don't let your monkey brain take over!
"Well, this was a fun afternoon," one of his co-workers exclaims, escorting the children to her van. "Thanks for the photo shoot, I can't wait to see the article!"
I wave as the van speeds away, glancing around to discover I'm alone with Christopher and trying not to blush at that information. I have to remind myself that the only reason I even looked at him, to begin with, was because my sister insisted he's a hottie - which is true, I'll give him that, and my own loneliness and lack of intimacy got the better of me. None of this is rational, I know, I guess I'm just needy and not thinking straight.
"Well, I'm glad I got to be a part of this. You better have made me look good," he chuckles and I turn my attention to him. "I have to get going, but it was a pleasure!"
"I'll see you tomorrow," I smile watching him walk towards his motorbike. It's starting to get dark and chilly out, I somehow didn't notice the passage of time all day. Time does fly when you're having fun, huh? I even forgot about my plight of solitude for an entire day there. What if life was always like this? Surrounded by laughter, doing something so fulfilling I lose track of time, enjoying an Oreo milkshake on a Friday afternoon without worrying about the burden of being alive, without thinking about the mortifying ordeal of my own existence in this fucked up world-
It was a pleasure…
There's barely any light coming through the curtains, and it takes me a minute for my eyes to adjust to the near-complete darkness. I was drowning… My head was underwater, surrounded by blue as a faded red wave slithered into my sight line. I took my hand to my face and the blood dripped copiously. I was off the deep end, maybe I still am. It's been thirty years and I still see the blood dancing against the deep blue water of the pool, it looks like a bright silky ribbon waving in the air, so mesmerising and beautiful.
The swimming lesson goes by fast and, almost as soon as I entered the water, I'm exiting it and preparing to hit the shower room. I wave goodbye to Christopher and he waves back with a faint smile on his face. I watch as he climbs the pool ladder and grabs his dark blue towel, rubbing at his soaked hair. Maybe it's just my loneliness, the touch-starved nature of my existence and the fact that everyone seems to think he's the hottest thing since Hell was invented, but he's messing with my mind a little. Could also have been yesterday's little photo shoot date, maybe I've been spending so much time on my own that a handsome young man's company for a while felt like a date rather than a get-together.
I'm staring, aren't I?
But what if his hands hold me gently like when I panic in the pool, and what if our noses touch? Don't be ridiculous, Jessica, I chastise myself for my own unfulfilled fantasies. The solution to these fake feelings you think you're feeling for your swimming instructor is to get laid. Your issue is a lack of dick. Well, one of your issues-
Editing the images from the photoshoot means I have to look at Christopher a lot, and that doesn't help my case at all. He looks beautiful in all of them, like he radiates kindness and patience, his warm brown eyes often just a half moon in his face. I would have never noticed him in a crowd but somehow that's what makes him so attractive, just how normal and approachable he is - no artifice, fireworks, just a man radiating joy in his smile. I've lost my fucking mind. But I've selected up to 20 of the photos that I think will look good in the magazine, edited them and sent them back to the editor for further selection and re-touches, so now I can go back to my delusions of being shown some love and affection by a man ten years my junior who holds on to my waist with a firm grip and refuses to let me go, and writes music on his spare time.
Jessica, get out of your head-
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Request List!
Hello, friends! I've received all your requests and decided to compile them into one list so everybody can keep track of which ones I'm gonna do.
Sorted by genre (but not really)...
Pure Unfiltered Fluff No Angst (also known as perfection):
Reader and Wednesday have just started dating, and Wednesday gets the Addams Family Curse (which is basically her being very protective of the reader, and has a soft spot for them, and indulging in all wholesome physical touches. Doesn't fully understand her feelings yet, but knows that she wants to be close to the reader ALL THE TIME). The reader is really friendly (and by that, it means they mistake flirting with friendliness), and Wednesday the Protector comes up with a murder plan ready when someone gets too handsy! [Anon-requested]
Wednesday invites her lover for a week in the Addams family household! They're not very Addams material... and are afraid that Gomez and Morticia wouldn't like them, but not to worry! The whole family feels excited to meet the person who managed to steal Wednesday's heart and is determined to make them feel at home <3 [@rainbow-hedgehog]
Wednesday turns into a ...cat?! Join a day's worth of adventure as the reader and Wednesday explore Jericho and face challenges (like bad normies who likes messing with innocent animals)! Could this get any better? The answer is yes! They sleep and cuddle, and the next morning the reader finds Wednesday sleeping on their chest, and after a long overdue sweet confession, a kiss happens as the cherry on top! END GAME YAY <3 [@alexkolax]
Emphatic reader with Wednesday by their side (awhh). No couple understands each other better than this duo! Watch how the reader navigates through her power, and enjoy the awkward Wednesday trying to help them through their struggles! [@myfturn ]
Hurt/Comfort, which makes my heart twist and turn deliciously:
Joseph Crackstone being the asshole that he is, almost made the reader die in the final fight. Wednesday reacts the exact same way she did when Thing almost died, and when the reader turned out okay, Wednesday holds them tight and finally confesses her deep feelings <3 [Anon-requested]
Bad normies strike again, jumping on our beloved Reader. Wednesday the Protector is once again ready to save the day! [Anon-requested]
Insecure Wednesday who's really new to relationships and feelings sometimes sees other couples do all the lovey-dovey stuff. When she contemplates and decided to do these things, however... things don't go as planned. Cut to the reader who comforts her and tells Wednesday she already is all they could ever want! [Anon-requested]
One of the reader's relatives got into Morning Song, and worrying about them the reader went investigating and finds a lead on Gabrielle Barclay (Bianca's mom) and follows them during Parent's Weekend. Eventually, the reader finds Bianca and Gabrielle arguing at Weathervane, and storming in, the reader unleashes hell at the Siren. Now the only way for Bianca to resolve the situation is to tell them the truth about how she truly feels; her mother's wretched business, how her manipulative powers affect her so much, and how she struggles with trying to re-start and lead a good life :( [@maryannecrimsworth]
Enid finds a Normie Reader on her way to Jericho in the woods. Turns out the reader's sister and parents have been arguing ALL week, and the reader just decides to clear their head by taking a stroll in the woods. Cue Enid comforting the reader and the rest you'll get to see in the fic! [@tundra1029]
ANGST WHY DO YOU PEOPLE HURT ME WITH THIS:
Wednesday promised to not cry when she accompanied you during your final moments. However, when the funeral came, all the memories she had shared with you played through her mind; a single tear rolled down her cheeks. She had broken her promise. Will sorries even do anything at this point? [@iwneosi]
Bianca and the reader were childhood friends... until the siren joins Nevermore Academy and acts like she doesn't know them. Reader later on also joins Nevermore for suicidal therapy because no one wants to help them in their old school. When Bianca finds out and wants to apologize, everything's too late. [Anon-requested a long time ago, and honestly I don't know if I can write this...]
Let me know if I missed anything or if you want a couple things changed. Also important to note that due to my posting schedule, your request can be posted tomorrow to 2 months from now (this wait time can extend as I don't do this in chronological order and if new requests come along and my crazy mind decides not to close requests, we might just have to play the long game and wait for stuff to slowly trickle down twice a week).
SEND IN MORE. MY FLUFF REQUEST IS RUNNING OUT AND I DON'T WANNA WRITE HURT OR ANGST.
#request list#help i984#im drowning in the best way possible#honestly thank you so much for requesting#ily guys#i984appreciateyou
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2, 3, 7, 11, 13, and 18 for the oc ask game =3
You are trying to kill me anon skdjd
2. what sort of music would they like? have you thought about what genres or bands do they lean towards? do they have a favorite song?
They have tags just for that! I could describe it but I feel like listening to the music itself would help you understand that better!
3. weapon of choice? any particular reason they chose their weapon?
None of them really use weapons apart from Owl, and they just really enjoy using any kind of gun. If you count RANA's inbuilt weapons system, then she also had lasers, although they're pretty rudimentary compared to 2561 tech.
7. favorite animal? why?
The cop-out answer is "the animal they're based on!" But a) that's boring and b) it's untrue. The relationship with their animals is really complex, seeing as how they're reflections of their inhumanity at this point.
Domestic Sheep, Street Dog, Reindeer, Parakeet, Persian Cat, Meerkat, Dimetrodon, Bison, Giant Weta. Guess who's is who's <3
11. what do they have in common with you? how are they different? would you get along with them?
Hmm probably not tbqh. They're meant to be kinda bad people overall and all of them except for Termite should have the worst vibes possible. They're likeable as characters but if you met them you'd at best think "wow they're cool" and then hope they never interact with you after spending like 10 mins around them.
13. what languages do they speak? how fluently?
Spoilers 🤫
18. their opinion on lying, stealing, and killing?
They love these things. All of them. Well, Mantis Shrimp and Termite less so than the rest, particularly lying and stealing, but all of them do it. RANA doesn't have an opinion on it because she's not built for having opinions.
#this mf is the reason i didnt respond to asks for so long sjkdkdjf#newpad.txt#ask away#ask games#gtac
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Kurona Ranze isn't much taller, around 5’3. She has a bob and bangs that she cuts herself and two long strands on each side of her face that she ties into braids when she's bored of whatever you're saying. She has shark teeth and braces with blue rubber bands to fix her overbite. She has a collection of cat and slogan t-shirts and fun colored thigh high socks that get covered up by the same dark blue shark sweatshirt and pair of brown boots every day. She carries around the same plastic water bottle every day and goes on rants about overconsumption killing the ocean. She paints her nails with sharpies and pens and doesn't know how to use makeup but still carries around a bag of dollar store eyeshadow and clearance aisle lipstick. Her favorite movie is one that aired on television 9 years ago and her favorite song is one she heard in a grocery store one time. She doesn't understand poetry that doesn't rhyme but likes stories of women falling in love with someone that might be a man. She imagines that it's not.
Kurona Ranze likes a girl.
Kiyora Jin was a solid 5 foot tall. Her hair comes down to her mid back and she pins it back with too many hair clips. She treats her wine lipstick as blush and eyeshadow and her mascara as eyeliner. Her skirts all come down past her knees and she's been wearing the same pair of converse since her first year of highschool. Her bag is tearing at the seams and her oversized shirts are all hand me downs from her sisters. She has a red pen that she uses to draw up and down her arms, doodles of stars and swirls and intricate patterns she’ll never be able to recreate. She carries around the same poetry book everywhere, it's tattered at its corners and no one is sure where she got it but Kurona knows. She likes statues of dead people and her interpretive dance class. She's the most interesting person Kurona has ever met.
She doesn't talk but if she did Kurona would listen to her all day. Kurona knows her favorite colors and the difference between her favorite songs even though they all kind of sound the same. Kurona Ranze has memorized Kiyora Jin the way Kiyora Jin memorizes poetry. She sees Jin when she closes her eyes and holds her hand when they cross the street even though Ranze was about 80 percent sure Jin doesn't like girls. Was.
“I like you.”
“I like you too, Jinnie. You're my best friend.”
They were at the library again, it was the only place in 100 miles that they could get away from the howling jocks and laughing hyenas that called themselves their classmates. They were half whispering even though they were the only people on the floor. Jin was reading the same poetry book that she had last week and Ranze had found a new shark book on the kids floor.
“No.” Jin's eyebrows were furrowed as she tried to find the words that she was looking for. Her brain thought in the form of the poetry she memorized and songs she vaguely knew the names of. It's hard to make your own sentence when all of the puzzle pieces are too big. She was searching her catalog of death themed rhymes and cryptic rhythms for romance, a genre that she never ventured into.
“Like Romeo and Juliet.”
“I don't want to be Romeo and Juliet.”
Jin whipped her head around, confessing was risky but the rainbow bracelets and pink and orange pins on Ranzes backpack made her feel safe. It was on a whim but she had been confident that she was right. Had she miscalculated? Or was the problem not that she was a girl but that she was her.
“I want to be Virgina Wolf. You can be Vita Sackville-West. She was a poet like you.”
“You almost killed me.”
“Sorry, sorry.” They were laughing now, and though she didn't like poetry Ranze could write a million pages about the way Jin looks and sounds and feels in her hand when she laughs.
“I like-like you too.”
“Like-like,” Jin mirrored back.
“It's one way to say it, it's clunky, clunky. They don't use it in poems.” but she said it again. “Like-like.” She was memorizing it. Memorizing Ranze like a synth wave song and Edgar Allen Poe.
“We should get married.”
“I have dance class later.”
“Not now.” Ranze laughed again, for as literate as she was she could be a little air-headed, she had her head in books and that's where it stayed when she closed the pages. “Just in general, like later in life, later.”
“Oh.” Jin thought about it, she imagined a wedding in a cemetery and shark themed cupcakes. In her head she started a new poem about white tulle covered in mud and frayed at the end by sea creatures made of bones and love.
“I'll get us a dog, we can name it after a food.”
“Oreo.”
“Bagel.”
“I like bagels.”
“I know.”
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The silliest boy is finally done and we finally get a cover of a guy without creepy eyes going on. I thought I would get some sleep before finishing this cover and stuff, but my body said no and Bear (my cat) is judging me hard over it.
Here's Kadsey's playlist for all the Main Squeezies! I'm not going to lie, this particular playlist is a weird one and I won't blame anyone for questioning my tastes here. I did what I could and certain biases are showing. You'll definitely notice I feel a stronger need to explain myself on this playlist, so buckle in for the long haul if you want to understand these weird choices I've made.
When I saw dubstep was listed as a favorite genre of Kadsey's (complete with a pic of Skrillex), I knew without question what the first song would be. It just had to be Scary Monsters and Nice Sprites by Skrillex.
The second song, the one that tends to be more about character vibes, sort of is and isn't when it comes to Kadsey. I gave him the song Spoiled little brat by underscores, since I liked the hyperpop vibe of it and that it definitely has references to e-celeb culture. Also, I can't help clowning on Kadsey just a little bit because of certain events in REBOOT (well, one specific one, but no spoilers in this section). Incredibly, I think this is the first song in one of the playlists to mention taking a picture. Took long enough! :p
Spoiler cut below, as usual.
The next couple of songs are some bangers to dance to. Also, the starting example of my Jamiroquai bias, since I think Kadsey would also like some acid jazz on occasion. Yeah, though: Canned Heat, Eat Sleep Dance, and Move Your Feet are all a ton of fun. I particularly have fond memories of Move Your Feet as a song I would sometimes play on Dance Dance Revolution.
One of the distinctly odd ones is next and I absolutely feel like I need to justify myself on why I put the song Skiptracing by Mild High Club in here. It's very chill, so I think it makes a good breather in general, but also I couldn't help thinking of this song for Kadsey chilling with Ashton. Don't know why I get that mental image, but I feel like this song could fit for Kadsey realizing he loves the guy. Is that kind of weird? I mentally debated over this inclusion for a while, but ultimately put it in the playlist. I can just sort of imagine they were hanging out, generally vibing, and Kadsey had a spark of realization. Also, it's interesting that the song is called Skiptracing when there's no actual mention of skiptracing to be had (skiptracing is basically tracking down someone's whereabouts, particularly when it's someone on the run, if I recall right). I guess I should trust my instincts, since I picked up on the crush in the first game but brushed it off by thinking that was stupidly presumptuous. Clearly, I was Boo-Boo the Fool all along. The next song, Mine by Slayyyter, kind of piggybacks off of that crush aspect I mentioned.
Since I kind of think the crush stuff in general probably started before the whole "discovering the code" business, I put in Virtual Insanity next to somewhat cover that event. I don't think Kadsey would feel so condemning towards the whole thing- since he was always more moderate with messing with the code for pranks and so just saw it as a little fun- but things do start going downhill sometime after that. It doesn't seem to right away, though, so I tossed in Bangarang next for some extra fun.
Digital Love and Meet Her at the Loveparade are the selections kind of around where things start going wrong and the player makes an entrance. I feel like Digital Love can be especially apt for Kadsey's awkward position in the weird love polygon going on, since he has an unrequited crush on Ashton, Ashino has an unrequited crush on Kadsey, and how the player feels can be a bit of a mystery (personally, I'm cool with being Main Squeezie Numero Dos). On a side note, I recommend checking out Interstella 5555 (an anime movie/music video that was made for Daft Punk's Discovery album, which Digital Love is from). And hey, Meet Her at the Loveparade is our second Radio Edit version song and instrumental track in the playlists, two things that both showed up in Ashton's playlist previously. Does it mean anything? No, but it's kind of fun to note.
I'll admit, when I saw there was a Skrillex Remix of the song SICKO MODE, I was just like "YES" and slapped it in. I just think it's neat. The energy kind of fits in around the time Ashton starts murking everyone and leads us into a strange little choice...
Yes, I did put in an EDM cover of Total Eclipse of the Heart in this playlist. Consider it my own little jape.
The next one has a title and artist name that I can't type at all. I mean, just look at the playlist. That's a nightmare to puzzle out. Anyway, it's an atmospheric song I chose for when Kadsey's stuck out in the void that is the recycle bin after Ashton got the drop on him in the first game. Poor guy had a really bad time.
Luckily, he at least gets back out of that particular situation soon enough, leading us to World's end Rhapsody and Hysterical Us. Little side trivia, but I decided to try looking up what lyrics were in World's end Rhapsody and what I found didn't look like what I was hearing, so I carefully listened to it for a while and I think it changes part of the way through and people tend not to notice because of how repetitive it is. It sounds like it starts as "Check it out, baby. You're gonna find, that I love you." and changes after the instrumental break to "Oh, baby. (Don't tease me.) Check it out, baby. You don't know why, I love you." and then back again. I found that interesting and I'll fully admit I put this song in because I really miss Nujabes (gone too soon). I feel like Hysterical Us is a bit more straightforward in terms of being "Wow, that was terrible and we're all kind of traumatized, huh?"
D.A.N.C.E. is when we start getting into more stuff to dance to, though I can never shake the feeling that this song sounds a bit desperate. Hence it being in the general area it is.
Give Me Back My Man- Party Mix is another one I knew I'd have to include. I always had a feeling I'd stick in a B-52's song somewhere, though I could totally imagine someone predicting something like Love Shack, Rock Lobster, or maybe something like Your Own Private Idaho. Nope, though. When I saw there was a Party Mix of a song as tragic as Give Me Back My Man, I knew it would be the pick. Also, I like the slightly more aggressive guitar in this version. Fortunately, Kadsey's not stuck with futile efforts in the search of someone lost and very likely dead (the song heavily hints that the man in question is at the bottom of the sea), so there's more coming.
Next up is Space Cowboy both because I wanted something chill but fun and also because it's totally a weed anthem. I headcanon that Kadsey occasionally tries a little and I will hear nothing to the contrary. Skiptracing also had one little mention of marijuana in it. I guess we can also take the whole song being about the return of the space cowboy to also potentially reference getting Ashton back, especially with the line "Everything is good, oh, and green. Say, I'm red again." Come on, it may be a weed reference, but it also fits.
And, if we need something more straightforward, then there's About Damn Time. I really wanted a happy song in there about getting through some shit and this felt right. We could all use some more Lizzo positivity, please and thanks.
Last of my Jamiroquai bias shows up with the song Seven Sunny Days in June, the other song regarding Kadsey's crush. They've been friends too long for it to be a thing, but it is some closure. Also, I just realized that so far, Kadsey has the most songs with references to drinking. That's kind of funny since, in an answer to a fan question on everyone's favorite alcoholic drinks, it's pointed out that Kadsey has been banned from drinking by the entire group.
Next up is Sandstorm and DARE, both as a fun little treat. Besides, if you're going to have EDM in a playlist, then Sandstorm is one of the most obvious picks to go for. I am not immune to the practical meme that is Darude Sandstorm.
Interestingly enough, Skiptracing has a very short and even softer cover by Luna Li called skiptracing lullaby and I decided to stick that in at the end as a fun reprise. Never really had the opportunity to put in some form of reprise in the playlists. So far, what happens at the end of REBOOT is still unknown, but I really hope things turn alright for Kadsey. That dude's been through a lot.
Next up will be Vincent and, surprisingly, I have even more to say on that one since several songs are classical pieces.
#picture perfect boyfriend#picture perfect boyfriend reboot#ppb#ppbr#kadsey#kadsey kadsington#spotify#spotify playlist#character playlist#playlist#espoirduvide#farshootingstar art#my art
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𝐃𝐨𝐣𝐚 𝐂𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐖𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐭𝐩...
Doja Cat was honestly seen as the next biggest star in the world in everyone’s eyes. We all need music in our lives but feel good music that artists like Taylor Swift, Beyoncé and even Rihanna gave us as the dominant IT Girls of the music industry in the way that they all had their own Genre and sound. Doja Cat came out with her 2019 album AMALA and everyone wasn’t really crazy about her album but just the one and only song that gave her ultimate buzz which was her song MOO!.
Even though she released the song in 2018 she added the one song that got her famous or even gave her a name on to her 2019 album AMALA. I Honestly remember the big buzz and the world overplaying the song and just thought that the song was pretty random at the time in the world. I felt like anything at that point any song that was praised by the majority could become a chart topper or the most viewed YouTube video. The first thing that really made me not like Doja Cat was when she literally had the whole world going nuts about her and liking her sound, Just to turn around and then say that she doesn't want the song to be the song associated with how she got her success. Forever ungrateful Doja Cat then went on and became almost the world's biggest pop icon while not even really caring about it at all. It seemed like she just wanted to get her music into the mainstream media to make money off of it and then later pursue what she really wanted to do which is just making music and doing weird things.
Doja literally became famous from YouTube and her own skills which means that the cat has earned her cookie, But loving drama and responding to trolls on the internet has to really be a waste of her time. If I had the money and success that Doja Cat has I wouldn't think twice about responding or even listening to a word anyone with less than me would say to me. I and everyone around the world who really grew up with her and followed her from the start felt that she was just doing too much by letting the internet make her into a crazy person.
From responding to trolls and having literal shit-talking sessions To shaving her eyebrows and bedazzling them To shaving her head pussy clean bald, To dating a dude who has apologized and even came out about predatory behavior and even rape accusations against himself. I can understand why Doja Cat shaved her skinny ass head because I don't think I could handle the stress of having to outperform in music and still get hate or backlash. People attacked her for being on chatrooms and saying some derogatory things and even the N-word and then occasionally blocking people whom she felt she wanted to remove and block. I hate how the world has turned into this big hate train of misinformation from people who are not qualified sources. When I heard about the Doja cat chatroom situation I honestly laughed because I think we've all done worse scandalous things in life. I like my men aged like cheese and with big balls that they can rub on my face like a lava lamp so I really don't give a fuck to judge Doja Cat for calling people porch monkeys on a Wednesday afternoon in a chat room.
I think that honestly, The fact that there is a Doja Cat wiki set up for her on the internet is really insane and just weird in a way because the fact that people are this obsessed in 2023 with celebrities and Hollywood is just weird and just something that shows that the world needs to have a mental reset on what is real and what isn't. holly wood is so fucking fake and full of lies and bullshit and free drugs. Doja Cat is a grown woman and is not some "got milk?" poster girl for you to learn from and watch her every move. I feel like people need to learn how to separate the art from the artist and just like the art that is produced because then it can be supported and curated and more prosperous. But when people start to glamourize someone and just throw the human parts out the window it gets creepy, like stalker creepy.
Doja Cat knows what she's doing with the attention and the constant rebuttals she has for the internet. Doja is a strong and hot fashionista and is honestly leading the fashion world with her quirky and fresh style that is random textures but slim fitting and altogether just a hot outfit. But she starts to use her platform that she has to do more harm than good I feel that she deserves to just be ignored. From her replying to people with grotesque tweets she's become just a joke and a cornball. She's kinda like that representation of why people can't stand mixed blk kids, Because they want everyone to always kiss their ass. Doja posting her picture of a shirt with an infamous Neo-Nazi is just something that makes people ultimately separate away from her and kinda just act like she doesn't exist.
With her last album Scarlet just came out it was received very well and a lot of people still loved the music but didn't care much for the artist. I feel that she posted the neo-nazi picture and thought she was hot and cool for a day as if she was the Paris Hilton pop culture icon at that moment. Honestly, She looked pathetic. You can just tell from the makeup and shaved eyebrow diamond that she doesn't really have an identity of who she was before Doja Cat and just thinks that she's this phenomenon of a superstar, She's ashy and just a cornball attention whore and I feel that she just makes it hard for people to want to listen to her because she's always doing something just kinda stupid and her replies are just like giving out that she probably grew up in a suburban setting and thinks that she's so clever and just a cool girl and it comes on as if she thinks shes better than the people that helped her career.
I think that attention is needed in order to stay in the limelight, Maybe Doja just doesn't care if it's good or bad because she knows that there is a big want in music for her. She knows that there is no one who could sound like her or change up their style and get away with versatile sounds like she can. Drake has tried the versatility route with his Jamaican accent, British Accent, and Canadian squeaky accent and he has never been able to win over people with his different versatile sounds.
#doja cat#doja updates#agora hills#apple music#scarlet#female rapper#pop music#drake#hollywood#music#blog#blogger#pop culture#cringetober 2023
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hi hi, i'd like to ask for a tolkien matchup, preferably from the hobbit!
I'm pretty much introverted, but i wnjoy being around people i'm familiar with, and i have pretty good social skills. I'm a slytherin (secondary ravenclaw) and my mbti type is intp.
i enjoy reading and writing, especially all sorts of fiction, fantasy (and maybe a bit of romance). i love cats, dogs, horses and dragons. my favourite color is probably black, dark green or dark wine red. I play guitar and i shoot a bow.
I have a particular fondness for all sorts of folklore, legends and mythology. I'm pretty sarcastic and confident. i enjoy being around nature. I'm slavic, that's probably why i really like to braid my own hair, as well as others'.
I'd say my aesthetic is something in between chaotic academia and witchcore. my favourite school subjects are biology, chemistry and history. i like horse-riding, rock and pop music, and foggy mornings.
my pronouns are she/they, i have no preference in gender of the matchup :) i'm a gemini, i have pale skin, light brown curly hair and blue-grey eyes.
Your top matches were Fíli, Kíli, Legolas, and Thranduil, but ultimately I match you with . . .
Kíli!
(just about the only dwarf that doesn't hate that you like dragons afhskjl)
You have a confident powerhouse sort of vibe that immediately draws Kíli's attention to you. You can fight, you aren't afraid to defend yourself, or call someone on their bullshit. He likes a woman who can handle herself, or himself, if you're open to it 👀 (Please step on him.)
He does, in fact, start shamelessly flirting with you just about as soon as he meets you. The attraction is most certainly there, but it takes some time for the infatuation to fall into genuine feelings territory. Frankly, he's too busy being blindsided by how perfect you are to actually get to know you, but after hanging out with you one on one for awhile . . . well, he's head over heels.
At first he gives of this aura of bravado, very bold and confident, but you'll soon find he has a softer, more romantic underbelly. His flirtations go from "You can handle me anytime *winks* " to " Your eyes are like the sky at my favorite time of day. "
He is curious to learn about your craft (he assumes writing is your craft) and will most likely ask if he can read something you've written. He's very polite about it, and won't be at all offended if you don't want to show him. Kíli seems to understand that some creations are made for the creator alone.
On the the other hand, if you are willing to show him, he'll read it all, no matter how long it is. He likes the fantasy genre as well, and doesn't mind a bit of romance. He's not the best writer, but he does point out some things he liked about your work. Asks if you have anything else he can read. He will read everything you've ever written if you let him.
He likes hearing you talk. He likes listening to you tell him your myths and legends and just about anything else you've been learning recently. He's a sucker for stories of any nature, but you'll find that he has a bit of a penchant for the old tales, as well. He'll start finding ones that he likes to offer in exchange for the ones you tell. He likes the scary ones. Until it's late at night and you're alone and oh fuck, was that a chupacabra? Stop laughing, Amrâlimê, it's not a joke!
Any time you hang out with animals, he gets heart eyes. Just stares at you the entire time. Fíli makes fun of him for it constantly. Chances are, he's going to find out what your favorite animal is and bring you to a place where you can adopt one. Kíli loves your pet so much. Straight up calls it 'our pebble.' (Pebble being the dwarvish term for kiddo.) Absolutely spoiled, both you and your pebble.
If you play your guitar, he will hum along. Eventually starts picking up on songs you play more than once and will end up humming them beneath his breath at random times of day when he's working. Might even come up with a few cobbled together lyrics for one, if you seem super fond of it. You're going to have to poke it out of him, though - he doesn't think he's the best lyricist, he just sort of made it up, they're not very good, Amrâlimê, really -
(They're perfectly alright lyrics. It's a nice song.)
Do I even need to said it? Braid his hair. He's a dwarf ffs, he'll literally adore you. Also, he's braiding yours too.. It's a very intimate, yet light-hearted thing for the two of you. Brings you closer together every time.
Please imagine Kíli waking you up in the dead ass of morning but - no, no, wake up Amrâlimê, it's important - I'm sorry if you like your sleep but it's foggy outside at Kíli noticed you like that, so he's putting you on a horse and taking you to a beautiful forest clearing he found where you can have a quiet morning together. Or maybe all day. Whenever you're ready to go.
You are the love of his life, his One, his favorite person ever. He loves you to death, even if he's a little dumb about it sometimes, and he will go out of his way to make you happy. Absolutely head over heels for his badass, intelligent, talented One. Much love for the both of you 😊
#don't worry about the fact that this took over a year to answer#the important thing is it's here now ajfshkjdkf#match up#lotr#hobbit#the hobbit#lotr match up#hobbit match up#kili#kili/reader#kili x reader
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15 questions for 15 mutuals
Tagged by @curiousb
1. are you named after anyone?
After a popular artist from the city I was born in and a stupid song my parents used to torture me with for years.
2. when was the last time you cried?
Few months ago was the last time I cried for real. When I lost my father back in January. Other than that I sometimes get a little teary eyed while watching/listening to sentimental stuff, but I don't think that counts as a proper cry.
3. do you have kids?
Hell no. Never intend to have.
4. do you use sarcasm a lot?
I do. Mostly with people I'm close with, when I know they will understand it and not get offended. But also it comes naturally in online arguments, because I'm petty like that.
5. what sports do you play/have you played?
I'm not rly sporty, never have been. The only sport I enjoyed was casual badminton, but also haven't done that in years.
6. what’s the first thing you notice about other people?
I honestly don't know? I tend to look at people's faces to try and "read" them. I feel like I can genuinely figure out a person by looking at their expressions (which doesn't really seem like a hot take).
7. scary movies or happy endings?
I'd say happy endings, but not in the sappy generic way. I like when there's a little bit of everything for a good balance - some angst, drama, comedy, light-hearted happy stuff etc. I don't tend to watch scary movies, because they rely too much on blood and gore these days and it's not exactly good for my intrusive thoughts.
8. any special talents?
Not that I'm really aware of? People I know tell me I'm good at coming up with stories and writing OCs, but I mostly keep that in private. Don't share much of my stuff in public outside of the light-hearted Sims posting here.
I used be good at drawing, I guess? Before I neglected it due to mental health issues for years and now I just don't really feel like picking it up again to practice.
9. where were you born?
In a little hellhole called Poland, but we don't talk about that.
10. what are your hobbies?
Mostly video games. Writing characters and stories with my close friends. Generic stuff like listening to music and watching anime from time to time. I also read a lot when I have a "reading phase", especially horror genre (ironically) and novels based on the video games I like.
11. do you have any pets?
Yep. A 9 y/o cat and a 5 y/o guinea pig.
12. how tall are you?
1,70m
13. fave subject in school?
I used to like language, art and IT classes. Never had the brain for science or memory for dates and numbers.
14. dream job?
One that pays decent and doesn't require me to interact with customers. I feel too old to think about "dream jobs" anymore and all the ones I used to have when I was younger were eventually verified by life and my anxiety.
15. eye colour?
Grayish green. They always felt more grey to me, but I was told there's a green tint to them.
I know I should tag mutuals here, but I don't exactly interact much with people here. Not because I don't like you, but because I'm a generally anxious creature and don't like to bother people with stuff like that. If you're reading this and you follow my simblr, you're welcome to do it. Feel tagged.
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Thinking about how the only forum I ever participated was on kissanime.to
Then it shut down for good shortly after. I guess that was my only real attempt to reach out to a community that fit me. One thing that crosses my mind frequently is how alienated I feel amongst my friends and co-workers. But I should try and make a effort to meet people who make me feel normal. Find those that let me talk and listen to what I have to say. And hold an actual conversation. That's my hope, so if you find common interests with me, feel free to reach out.
I love music, in a weird way. There isn't a day that passes without my phone blaring music. I love rock, it's a drug for me. Goosebumps shoot down my arms when I hear an amazing song (that rush of dopamine is indescribable!) . There have been so many sub genres that I've listened to. Bands that I loved and grew out of, searching for that next high. And maybe a couple that I'll revisit from time to time (like Underoath and their recent album Voyeurist ) My taste is always evolving. A couple artists I'm listening to right now is Andromeda, Animals as Leaders, and whatever prog metal auto plays on YouTube. I look forward to sharing the songs I love with someone I feel will appreciate it. Because my music is so personal and cherished that its like a window into my soul. I don't remember the names of the songs or know the members of each band member (or any). Their significance on music, or special techniques they use. My ADHD brain isn't all that great at remembering that information (unless I studied it often which seems like a chore tbh). I just embrace that song or album till my interest fades. Like the song Chino Moreno did with Polyphia 😂 listened to that song on repeat with no shred of self control.
Video games are my shit, if I show my steam library 💀 there's a ton of titles. And a lot of money senselessly spent. Senselessly because the only title that I keep coming back to is Apex Legends. Everything else is temporary. Although Overwatch 2 is a lot of fun! Still frustrating at times but it provides the challenge and multiplayer competition I enjoy. Maybe you game too and we can clap cheeks together!
If I'm not playing video games or don't feel like it. You can find me either watching random channels on YouTube or anime. I'm gonna apologize in advance, a lot of popular titles are lost on me. The ones that I'd probably have in common with most fans are Attack on Titan, Chobits, Psycho-pass (only the first season) Demon Slayer, and Steins Gate. Studio Ghibli is good as far as movies go but the ones I absolutely love is "I want to eat your pancreas" "A Silent Voice" "Josee, the tiger and the fish" and "Her Blue Sky." My absolute favorite anime series is Ergo Proxy. Funny cause my current DnD character's name is based off Vincent. It's an older title, super confusing and the anime doesn't give viewers the backstory to understand the significance of proxy's and their role given from their "creators". It's not regarded as an amazing anime. But for me, it's the similarities of Vincent's character development to my own. I didn't realize it till recently after I moved on from my own issues that I ignored for a long time. Vincent has his memory wiped to forget his past self and the anguish he faced. His new companions give him a new perspective on life. And when he faces the reality that he tried to escape, his experience with the people he cares for helps him overcome that shadow. I love you mom for helping me let go of the weight I held onto for so many years.
Lastly, my cat Mei who I got from an old co-worker when I worked at pizza hut. This cat is like the 10% of felines that isn't a Dee Dee mega doo doo head. Seriously! Mei won't jump on the kitchen counter tops, dining tables, or my PC desk. She's super gentle when we play. Like I use my hands to wrestle her and she never bites hard or claws me. Nor has she done this with my friends. And as much as she doesn't like being held, she tolerates it from me or a complete stranger with zero aggression. Honestly, she's one of the best things that has happened in my life. I love her. And yes I named her after Mei from Overwatch which is a perfect fit.
I guess that will do for now. Editing will have to wait 😂 thank you for reading if you made it this far! Bye bye!
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We're so close to the end of this musicals list, and the last decade of films we've chosen is an… eclectic mix. From Stilyagi, a Russian period piece about a youth subculture of the 1950s (weird, gorgeously shot, depressingly optimistic considering what's happened to Russia between 2008 and now) to… Mamma Mia! (weird, mediocre but a lot of fun, also gorgeously shot, really depends a lot on how much you like ABBA)
and then we've got Spike Lee's stage film Passing Strange, which looks interesting — something about very literal filmed versions of plays always reads as experimental to me, and it has to be better than his earlier Mo' Better Blues — then Scott Pilgrim vs. the World which cannot have held up well, then the Lebanese Where Do We Go Now?, Belle and Sebastian's God Help The Girl, Tokyo Tribe, the Polish mermaid horror musical The Lure, Beyoncé's Lemonade, the Bruce Springsteen jukebox musical Blinded by the Light, and finally John Chu's adapatation of In the Heights.
It's a weird list—it's been a weird list the whole time, really — and I'm still not sure how satisfied I am with what we put together. Some decades we did pretty well, some we didn't do well enough, and we're probably short on Disney-style musicals where folks burst spontaneously into song. We skipped most of the big Broadway adaptations of the last fifteen years, so no Les Miz, no Sweeney Todd, no Into the Woods, no Chicago, no Dear Evan Hansen. No Cats! We've both seen most of those films, and they're all mediocre at best; Cats at least is interestingly terrible, which is more than you can say for the dreadful cinematic versions of Les Miz or Into the Woods.
I don't know that I've learned what I wanted to learn from this list. There's been a lot of great stuff on here, a bunch of interesting movies I was glad to have watched, but I don't know that I feel any closer to understanding musicals than I did before. With the horror list, I knew there were broad swathes of movies that we were skipping over, but I still felt like I'd had a solid grounding in the historical development of the genre by the end. I don't feel like I've got that same grasp of the movie musical.
Though I will say the enduring strength of the process musical—that is, musicals where the musical numbers aren't just diagetic, they're the explicit result of onscreen rehearsals—is vastly underrated when people talk about the genre. Process is the basic framework of the format all the way from The Jazz Singer to Step Up, and works just as well with any style of music, and doesn't require any breaks from realism. (Not that I care about realism in my musicals, but a lot of folks sure seem to.)
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1, 17 and 23 for the music asks? Let's see if they're actually hard
Hey, thank you so much for the ask! This has led me down a very lovely path this morning before passing out
A song you like with a color in the title
This made me realise I know a lot of great songs with colours, so there will be an 'honourable mentions' to follow. But I am going with Lila Wolken by MARTERIA for nostalgic reasons.
No idea whether you know it, it was super big in Germany in the... 2010's I think? It's about purple haze (weed) - which I didn't know until today - but also about partying with friends and staying up all night in the city. It has very nice feelings associated with it of Berlin in a summer night and being young and not knowing what you want from life and how close that is to what you'll get. A little bit nostalgic, a little bit tired, a little bit sad, a little bit hopeful, a little bit aware of just being a party song in the end. I loved singing it with my sister and cousin back when it was popular. Have a listen! (the video is a bit nsfw, you can definitely find a version without images on yt though)
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Honourable mentions (in no particular order) :
Purple Hearts (Jeremy Messersmith)
Green (Cavetown)
Yellow (Coldplay Jodie Whittaker)
Lavender's Blue (folk song)
17: A song that you would sing a duet with on karaoke
I love musicals so there are many options. I'd sing any Hadestown duet that would seem more or less doable. For example Promises as either Orpheus or Euridice, I don't particularly care which one.
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But if I thought I could pull it off, I would actually go for the dw parody of You and me but mostly me from Book of Mormon. It is one of my favourite videos on yt and has only a little over a hundred views. Here, I would really want to be 13 though rather than Chibnall.
23: A song that you think everybody should listen to
There are many political songs that come to mind for their message but I don't want to go down that route. So we will go with Muusika by Pärt Uusberg as performed at Laulupidu 2014.
I think everybody should be aware of laulupidu itself because it is an extremely impressive choir festival. You have between 20k and 30k (I think) singers and a band on stage for the performances, they last at least a day and for the big songs the audience sings along, too. The event is auditioned and rehearsed for over the course of a year and then you have 4 years to plan the next set. It's also all in Estonian. It's a lot of fun and there is also a historical importance linked to the Singing Revolution of the Baltics and similar events in Latvia and Lithuania. Definitely an interesting Wikipedia deep dive I would say if you're up for it <3
As comes with the genre, the general ambience and most songs are very patriotic. That doesn't sit completely well with me even though I understand the reasons. It's probably why songs like Muusika are my favourites. Muusika is not about love for your country but about love for music and the question where music might have originated. It's a little spiritual and magical and with very pretty images. I translated it once for a seminar so could probably do that for you too, if you like. The song is just very musically pleasing without understanding the lyrics as well, though. Uusberg reminds me a little of Pärt and Gjeilo in his style, it's very pretty in its simplicity somehow and a little floaty. There are some other songs of his I also greatly enjoy, if you want more suggestions
The following is the recording I would recommend watching. The video is very long though because it's a whole day of the festival. So, the song in question is at 4:59:13. After it finishes, the composer is called to the stage and everybody is shouting for a repeat performance (korrata). Unfortunately, the one he conducts then is cut short. But I encourage you to watch him a little, too, because it's a joy to see a composer getting to conduct their song on such a stage
If you'd rather just listen to the song without the festival, here is a video that only shows that one song with a regular choir:
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#marvellouspinecone#Thank you so much!#Listening to some laulupidu has made the day a lot more bearable#In conclusion: my music taste is 'a random mix'#These ones weren't too difficult to answer I think#I don't know about the others though...
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