#like. they have Issues ok these are not little tiny issues not when it affects their self worth and self image THAT fucking bad lmao
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y'all are gonna hate me for this one but i think it's worth nothing that eleven levels up and develops more as a person whenever she breaks up with mike, and how the vines were tightening around her as he was giving his speech and roping them back into a romantic relationship/context (not his fault btw no mike slander here + it's complicated), but when she's reviving max the source that she pulls her power, focus, and resolve from are memories where max is reminding her to be her OWN person, that she doesn't need anyone else, and she is more than enough as she is with "not hopper. not mike. you." and "there's more to life than stupid boys."
she performs a miracle by believing in herself and the one and first ever person that ever taught her to do so. the girl who viewed her not as a superhero that happens to be a girl, but a girl that happens to be a superhero, too. the girl who encouraged her to grow and change and put herself first. that's who and what give her the courage to fight on.
like literally how much more clear do they need to make it that her romantic relationship with him is holding her back? just look at seasons three and four as well as how the flashback they used for mike's speech was of her in the woods which is undoubtedly a nod to the fact that he doesn't see her as she is now and is stuck in the past while she desperately wants to move forward.
i just. !!!!! i'm sorry but Be Serious Please we can admit this and be real about it. it's okay. it does not make either of them a terrible awful character okay We Can Say It! It's Okay! and i focused on el's perspective here, but the show makes it exceedingly clear that they are not compatible in this way at all and that this relationship is something that makes them both feel worse about themselves in serious ways. they don't have a strong foundation between them to fall back on and they won't be able to move forward and fix things between them until they forge one. everything is shit because at the end of the day they don't feel secure or comfortable with each other in a way that actually matters.
#they jumped into being bf and gf without ever becoming friends first and it shows and we can and should say tht :/#platonic besties e|mike ok sure but maybe once they learn how to be friends first? 🤨#maybe once they learn how to not idealize n lie to each other and feel safe with each other and learn how to actually talk?#they have cute moments when it's lighthearted n carefree but when shit gets real or hard it all just hits the fan#like. they have Issues ok these are not little tiny issues not when it affects their self worth and self image THAT fucking bad lmao#mike literally feels worthless pretty much like he's just some loser with no redeeming qualities that someone wouldn't like unless they#needed him somehow for something and eleven didn't even know what it meant to LIKE things and have your own tastes and felt#like she didn't know who she was and felt like she was a monster and completely other because of this box that they'd put her in and#then chastise her for whenever she dared to be a human being and step outside of it or do something they didn't like#i just. i like eleven and michael so much that's why it bothers me whn ppl act like those issues are not serious. they are.#they're not real people they're characters but it's like . they are my blorbos and that makes all the difference. u kno? :/#mine#mike#eleven
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I genuinely don't understand the gripes a few people have with how Belos was handled in the finale. "Dont just brush him off as being evil" Well, why the fuck not? Dude wasnt born evil but he purposefully chose destruction and death at every possible opportunity for 400+ years. Nothing about his backstory would have made any impact on the characters affected, because its not an excuse, its not even an explanation! Caleb had the same childhood and he loved the Boiling isles. Eat boots Belos.
Ok, buckle up cause this is gonna be a long one, we gotta have a chat about Belos as a character, because there's been so many takes about this i keep seeing about " he never accepted the isles the way luz did" and "He had 400 years to change and he never took the took the offer", because it just seems like the fandom wants to kinda ignore a lot of the nuance about his situation and why it's not that simple?
and i'm for sure certain it's because the fandom is obviously already pretty biased against him since he's the villain, and what he does to the main characters as well as represents.
And that's fine, obviously he becomes a pretty bad person, no one is obligated to like him and it's ok to feel uncomfortable given the character he is.
But i think a lot of these issues as to why people have such mixed opinions about the finale has a lot to do directly with the fact the show DID keep his backstory as vague as they did, when if they had gone into it i think we would've had less of this discourse.
Now none of this is me excusing him obviously, but the fandom is very adamant to just not allow him to have depth either, when....he's allowed to be irredeemable and have depth at the same time. He's meant to be a very human villain, a character that could happen to anyone under the right circumstances
So not exploring that depth, why it got how it did, and how things like it can be prevented is a flaw within the show and among a lot of fans.
And to be fair, the show does not HAVE to do it, but the show also clearly wrote his character to have a lot of implied depth whether people like it or not, him coming from a very real religious group alone and making him a foil to luz has turned what could of been a very one note villain into one with a lot of layers to his villainy.
And if the show wants to make belos a very one note villian, no depth, they could of very easily done this by just cutting out details like his love and care for his brother, or just make make him want to destroy witches simply because he decided on his own they were worth destroying.
But that's not exactly what they've presented belos as being.
The show thrives in having characters who aren't just simple nor cookie cutter.
Hunter isn't just some cocky sidekick, he's an abused teenager who craves love and affection, and is willing to go high and low to earn it, terrified to be thrown away and replaced and constantly is forced into a mold just to get the affection he craves. He's highly sheltered and isolated just because his father figure doesn't want him to be his own person since that wasn't what he was created for
King isn't just a tiny little brat who craves power, he's a child whose been lied to about his past, and he wanted nothing more then to be taken seriously and feel a sense of belonging. He believes that he wants power, but finds out he really only wanted to be treated like anyone else, and that he's far happier with a family that loves and cares about him rather then being a powerful demon king.
Lilith isn't just a self important antagonist who wants to force eda to do what she wants, she grew up close to her sister and wanting to be by her side well into the future, but felt a sense of inadequacy in comparison to eda. The pressures of the coven system and need to win against her sister made her make a drastic choice she regrets and she wants nothing more then to fix it and make everything the ideal fantasy they grew up wanting to have together. She's also a large nerd, craves the attention of higher figures since her own mother used to put all the attention on eda, and changed her appearance just so people would take her seriously.
And the show does this with most of it's cast, obvi there's the exception like tibbles and even bosha who don't have too much to them, but they're also very minor antagonists and there's still stuff you can pick up on.
Belos however is the main antagonist, everything that happens in the show, happens because of him, his entire backstory is basically why the plot of the show happens.
Not just that, but also caleb and evelyn, if it weren't for the drama between these three, there would be no show.
And people are WELL aware these three aren't the main leads, they aren't going to be the main focus of most episodes and obviously the show was going to end in the favor of the main characters.
But
the story the show tells between these three ties very strongly into the ones with the leads too. We are given at least enough details to notice parallels between stuff that happens with characters like luz, and characters like philip.
We know philip and luz grew up in gravesfield, we know there were outcasts there, and they had one family member they relied on to support them there. They ended up in the demon realm, they both learned magic, and they both are strongly motivated by their beliefs regarding the isles.
So there's a lot they share in common, which makes it really easy to take a look at philip and say "Well it's his fault for not being like luz and accepting the isles like she did".
But, there's a lot of differences here
Luz grew up with fantasy, with magic stories about witches and heroes and demons. Philip grew up in a 1600s puritan village which demonized this stuff, he was a young child growing up being told this stuff was evil and he was taught to fight against it.
Luz felt odd for her interests and out there personality but at worst she felt isolated and misunderstood, she didn't like her mom's efforts to change her to be "Normal". Philip actually conformed to gravesfield, caleb clearly encouraging his brother to do so, just so both of them could fit in with the town. Had they not conformed at best they'd be isolated, but at worst they'd be dead.
Camilia is an adult who eventually opens up and talks to luz about how it was wrong to try and change her to be "Normal", that she herself hid her own interests to do so.
Caleb, was a child, he did not have any open conversations with his younger brother. Caleb hid evelyn and his interests with witches from philip and then on top of this, left philip behind.
You could absolutely say the fact caleb didn't talk to philip is pure speculation, and not confirmed at all. That all of this could be summed up to unreliable narrators.
But we know caleb left for the isles before philip did, we know it took time for philip to find him again (because his beard grew out), we know caleb had a wife who seems to be pregnant, that he was introducing philip to (Implying he not only hasn't seen philip in awhile, but that eve and philip have never met to caleb) and all of that alone feeds into the fact caleb left him behind to start another life. This is all shown in his memories alone, stuff we can't chalk up to unreliable narrators.
So the most logical conclusion to come to is caleb left philip to start a new family, we don't have a lot of details as to if caleb ever planned to return, if caleb had good reasons to do what he did, or much about his mindset.
But we have enough to know Philip loved and looked up to caleb, that he relied on caleb, and caleb lied and left him.
There is again, reason to tie this back to camila and luz.
but this is not a child leaving a parent behind, this is a parental figure leaving a child behind.
This is what i mean by the issue being lack of clear answers, people claim caleb left when philip was an adult, but we actually have no confirmed evidence for this. We have enough of philip's memories to know 2 things, that he was still a teenager when caleb was meeting evelyn, and he was an adult when he arrived.
You could argue philip was an adult by the time caleb left, but it's so vauge you can also argue caleb left when philip was a child and philip didn't figure out his way to the demon realm till adulthood and there's not enough proof to go one way or another.
now titan dad says philip had no genuine reasons for his actions, that he did this all for glory, but as steve put it back in OTWAT, the titan is just a guy.
And given the collector situation, he can make mistakes and screw up just like anyone else.
Titan dad only sees what he can see and make observations based on what he sees. He saw a human come to the isles with a bias already against witches, who ended up killing his brother, who claimed to come here to save others and that's all he's going to see philip as being. Someone who wants to save others but just hurts them instead.
He has no reason to know what philip grew up under, nor does he have reason to know philip and caleb's story before they arrived. There's no denying philip did love caleb, and that they were close, but that caleb leaving him behind for witches drove them apart.
I think the problem ppl even have with what titan dad says is purely because the fans take it at face value, because let's be honest, most fans will believe the objective heroes for what they assume over the villians. And since the show again, leaves philip's story vauge, and never puts it in the main focus, people will just assume what titan dad says must be the truth.
Like yes, you can pick up on these details if you are paying attention, but most people won't do that, so a lot of fans will listen to the god telling them what philip's motivations are coming from rather then put together the sense of betrayal from caleb that hurt philip that most of the evidence is actually pointing to.
philip had no parents, and had no one but caleb as far as we can tell, and then caleb left him too, like he didn't want him anymore.
And he left him in a bigoted town, alone.
the damage this could of done if he was a child is pretty darn bad, and for philip to assume this happened because of a witch means reinforcing everything he's been taught about witches.
Caleb lied about his changes, so when caleb sees him again, caleb seems to be a different person, which does fit with what philip says to luz about the isles "Brainwashing people".
tho you can argue that that's not the truth, that philip knows caleb did it on purpose and killed him for betraying him, cause of how he blames him in episodes like FTF.
But again, this is the result of leaving things vague, because either situation is plausible.
it's plausible philip never intended to kill caleb at all and he died as the result of trying to protect eve because the show says he was trying to target evelyn to save caleb, and it's plausible he died on purpose out of philip's rage for caleb leaving him. Because guess what? That means caleb had the means to go see him and could've seen him but made the choice NOT to, so yeah, that's pretty heartbreaking.
again, this also comes into play regarding Philips's guilt.
People objectively keep saying philip HAS no guilt regarding caleb, but we have evidence for both guilt and non guilt.
Now, sure, his portrait of dead caleb implies philip is not guilty for his death based on his expression after the fact. We also have the fact philip shows distain towards the grimwalkers, that he never outright expresses he feels bad to anyone.
But, we also have caleb's death being treated as one of philip's worst memories in KT that he objectively recalls in horror, he says he "Tried" to save caleb in FTF, which implies he wanted to save him and that he's mad he didn't manage to do so. The grimwalkers and caleb could be seen as ghosts, but also as hallucinations, and if you are seeing them as the latter then it makes sense he'd be seeing them out of some level of guilt towards having them killed.
If the show had these details explained more fully, it would be easy to either deem belos as being a murderous dick with no remorse who thinks killing was the right thing, or as a guilt ridded stubborn murderer who wants to not acknowledge he was wrong and screwed up.
it's why people are split, because you could objectively choose to see him both ways and the ending will affect you differently depending on what you picked up on.
But now let's talk about philip not changing, because people have bashed him for not doing so in the 400 years he's been there and that he had opportunities to do so but didn't.
And i think this is half right, half wrong.
Philip came to the isles with biases, he basically grew up in a cult, he came in thinking he was traveling into hell to go find caleb. Caleb encouraged his hatred, and then his hatred got further pushed when caleb seemed to be kidnapped, and then further pushed when he was surrounded by nothing but bigots.
So this man was already on a bad foot compared to luz, who was here to live out the fantasy books she grew up on, and objectively would have no reason to hate or fear witches nearly as much.
And we do know while the BI can be compassionate, it also has it's issues, even luz faced discrimination for being human herself while on the isles. Being powerless there is well, not great, it's why luz had to figure out her own way to do things alongside everyone else.
And the Bi ARE dangerous, especially for humans, so it's at least understandable philip is not going to just show up and look past the flesh eating plants, the evil weather, and the lack of anything he can even objectively eat.
Now philip could of considered things outside of his bias, and made the effort to try and look at things from a new perspective. But we also have to acknowledge that it's not easy to come out of this long time brainwashing either, and that it takes time and help to do so.
And philip, didn't seem to have that.
Yes, caleb grew up the same way, but not only was he older, which already set him up to question things more. But he had evelyn, he had someone to challenge him and his views and change his mind.
Philp, doesn't have that, there is no confirmation anyone ever really chose to challenge his views or make him realize he was following a lie.
Caleb could of but caleb left.
All we see is philip, isolated, following the beliefs he was taught and being hostile to witches, and witches rightfully being hostile back, which just further is feeding into his bias.
You can assume philip had chances to change but didn't, but there's no real strong evidence of that being offered to him either. That any witch ever tried to make him question anything.
It's pure speculation.
Now Philip is a stubborn ass dude for sure, so yeah, we can claim he just simply didn't want to consider it.
But people are claiming Philip was shown help that he didn't take and that's just not true. We never see anyone asking him to do the right thing or making him question things, at least not compassionately.
no one to our knowledge ever did challenge him, or did reach out to him, not even in the show itself.
Luz is rightfully hostile towards him even when trying to challenge him, hunter does attempt to try and come up with helpful ideas but he would silence himself if his uncle didn't like it (Not to mention the existing fact that he is supposed to be a caleb replacement so his existence comes from philip not wanting him to change or question things philip thinks caleb should not), and well....collector giving him a hug isn't gonna do anything at that point to stop him from thinking the worst of the isles.
This is partially because belos has the power in scenes, that if he hears what he doesn't want to hear he can quickly silence the individual and ignore it.
He's basically put in situations where no one is challenging him and if they are, they're usually doing it with distain and he's responding like a dick right back.
So maybe not much could of been done when belos has become emperor, outside of some rare occurrences where he has no choice but to listen or if he was challenged by someone he respected and would be less willing to hurt. Maybe he's too far gone to back out now and has too much power to even allow himself to consider what anyone had to say, even if they did do it kindly and wouldn't face his wrath.
but he was only emperor for 50 years too.
So ok, what about before that?
Well, yeah, maybe there were chances he could of been, but that's a period of time we only see so much of, and none of it shows one way or the other that Philip was offered the chance to improve.
I think had we gotten a scene of philip being offered a chance to do good, to consider things, that he knew he was wrong and still rejected it, it would back up this whole "Philip made the choice to not get better" thing people claim.
but truth is, it's speculation, we don't know.
A guy who spent his life buying into where he grew up and came in with biases that became a cycle of him being terrible and witches reinforcing what he thought isn't just suddenly going to change his mind and be nice now on a whim unless those biases are challenged in a way he can't deny.
it's on him for not considering looking on things outside of his bias for sure, but people seem to think doing that is simple and easy and it's really not.
Philip had no evelyn, he was left with no one but his bias and stubborn mind.
It's like king said back in hollow mind " People don't want to believe they've been following the wrong person their whole lives", and philip didn't have a luz like hunter did to help him realize how wrong he really was.
Instead it got worse and worse.
This is why philip feels real, because this can happen to people, that they can grow up with hate and never receive the help they needed to pull them out of the mindset. So they get worse, they become worse people.
and we can argue philip didn't deserve the chance to get better, but you'll never know if you don't try and we don't know if anyone did try before he was too far gone.
to think all of this could of been avoided if caleb actually spoke to his brother and gave him the chance to change...
Tying this all back to the beginning-
Philip's story ties into luz, they are foils in a lot of ways, but people need to remember they have differences outside of luz being a good person and philip being a bad person. Those differences make them into the people they are.
That luz was set up to love the isles in a way philip was set up to come in with a bias against it.
That it is not as simple as "Philip should of just got better" given what happened to him and the lack of help he had.
That philip never really is objectively shown to be offered genuine chances to reconsider his views on the show as much as people keep claiming so, and it's mostly all assumption at this point.
That so much of this argument over whether he's one way or the other could of been fixed if the show hadn't kept things vague.
By doing so, it leaves a lot for interpretation about him and therefore means people will have different views on what he thinks and feels and therefore will have different views on how his death should of been handled.
Caleb and philip tie into camila and luz, they tie into the clawthrone sisters, they are the basis for the plot of the series, they tie into hunter and the themes of being understood and being honest about yourself and conformity and it is no wonder people care about them.
It is incredibly valid if anyone expecting this story, that tied into the plot so hard ,as well as the themes, was upset it felt unexplained or dropped in the finale.
Especially since the fandom, with an obvious hatred for belos, responded to it by treating titan dad's word as god and simplifies philip's story completely despite everything i just mentioned here.
It is perfectly fine if you are not someone who cares about belos, but the people who do are perfectly allowed to be bothered that the show itself kept the complexity vague and not addressed and none of it mattered when it came to how his arc ended.
And that the only person who properly gives a personal opinion of what he thinks his motives are, simplifies him to being evil, and the fandom roles with that and the show never tries to do much to prove otherwise despite the evidence.
because this is a fascinating story about how conformity and bigotry can drive two close brothers apart and it feels like a story the show should of at least dedicated more of an episode to.
Especially since there's no clear idea if we'll ever get extra toh content to really tie any of this up.
Again, none of this excuses belos/philip for what he did, does, or tries to do, no amount of his life being screwed over and people treating him bad and not reaching out to him will ever excuse the fact he went so far.
But let's also just, not pretend it was an easy fix either, that someone can just....stop believing what they believe with the drop of a hat.
Especially given how this can reflect real people who are made into people like this.
He is nuanced, and people are attached to this villain for good reasons.
Nothing is simple about him, and it's just a product of how the show has handled his character.
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this is just going to be a teeny tiny little rant of the drama within dan and phil fans, so if you want to skip, please do :) <33
OK SO i’ve seen quite a bit of shit talk between people about dan and phil’s relationship.
again.
now, i am not saying what “should be” or “should not be” said. if this was 3-5+ years ago, then yes i absolutely would, but i really think that, for the most part, we have grown as people. we are no longer those horrible 13 year old children who are looking up dan and phil’s apartment on google maps and studying the wrinkles in the bed to see if two people slept there and yelling at innocent women who are “stealing them” with no evidence other than our crazy imagination, when really they were just friends. of course there will always be some people like that, as with every fandom, but i think we’re alright now.
but, we have started to carve a new problem. something far less stalkerish and restraining-order-certified, thank god, but something troubling nonetheless.
we have split ourselves into two factions, so to speak. people who think their in a romantic relationship, and people who think their in a platonic relationship. now, having your own opinion is great! i know what opinion i have, but the thing is, IT DOESNT MATTER. none of our opinions on the topic matter enough to be arguing about it!! you wanna talk about it? go for it. you wanna say the reasons you believe your right? the floor is yours. what isn’t ok is yelling at other people for having a different theory. do i have to remind you that your theory is on two people who don’t know you?
i think we all need to watch dans parasocial relationship video again. it was great, and genuinely in my top 5 dystopia daily videos he made.
the point is, most of us aren’t kids anymore. a lot of us are in our twenties now. i’m 19 and in my first year of college. you wanna know what one of my favorite parts of college is? high school drama is no longer an issue. if you are still in high school, i recommend getting as far away from it as possible. speaking from experience, you never know how deep your in and how much it’s affecting you till it’s over.
don’t be high school drama.
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My brain just went to angst and hurt comfort land after reading your post about Dream feeling the need to feed Hob.
So Dream starts pulling food from dreams for Hob. The food is delicious, and Hob feels full after eating, but it is still dream food even when it is brought into the waking world. It's rare that people dream about the nutritional content of food, the flavor and satiated feeling of eating sure, but not the actual components that a body breaks down to keep itself healthy.
What this means is that Hob is more or less eating tasty styrofoam. His brain feels like he is getting everything he needs since the food tastes like it has the right nutrition, so there are no hunger signals, and he feels very little need to eat other foods. Despite his brain overriding his body's signals, he is still in need of nutrition. This means Hob starts dropping weight as his body starts taking what it needs from his fat and muscel because food isn't an option.
Dream notices the weight loss, and alarmed by it starts feeding Hob more. This only amplifies the issue, and Hob starts looking and feeling worse and worse. Dream goes into an absolute panic, trying to figure out who/what is making Hob sick. He is sure that something has cursed Hob, that it is punishment from the fates or something similar.
When they figure it out, Dream feels absolutely horrible. He has been starving Hob all this time. Dream, being Dream, isn't dealing with the situation well at all. Hob isn't mad though, how was Dream to know that what can feed endless, goddesses, and other non-human beings wouldn't work for a mortal. Sure, it's distressing, but Hob knows how to bounce back now that he knows the cause.
When he is feeling more energetic, Hob does drag Dream into the kitchen and starts teaching him how humans cook. Dream starts out of guilt, but eventually comes to enjoy the process because there are all kinds of stories in food and cooking, and Hob loves to go on about the ones he knows as they make things together. It is also time spent close to Hob, so Dream is happy about that too. They figure out what they each like to cook and eat and end up with their own handwritten recipe book covered in cooking stains and filled with affection and care.
If months into this new joint hobby, they both have filled out and are more comfortable in their bodies, well that is what good food cooked with love can do for you.
-💥
Oh noooo 😭😭 this reminded me of famine in Good Omens!! Only Dream is feeding Hob stuff with no nutritional content BY ACCIDENT. Ouch.
Of course Dream is wracked with guilt about this and feels like such an IDIOT. He's been around for millennium, why didn't he figure out that Hob wasn't getting the right stuff from the dream food right away?! Hob just pats him gently and says that he didn't work it out, and he's human, so Dream really mustn’t blame himself.
But Dream is nothing if not a martyr. He's determined to feed Hob back to full health, with actual good food this time. He does cheat a tiny bit, but only with cleaning up after himself (because he doesn't dare to leave Hob’s beloved kitchen in such a terrible state).
Hob has no complaints, now that Dream is serving up a gourmet menu that won't accidentally make him malnourished. He gains back everything that he lost and gets plenty of opportunity to tone his muscles because Dream even insists on giving him physiotherapy! If the exercises turn into sexytimes occasionally, that's OK. Hob’s just glad that Dream has lifted out of his guilt ridden depressive state and is ready to enjoy the finer things in life again.
And if Hob gains a few extra pounds more than he had before, then he sees no reason to complain. He knows that Dream is determined to see him safe and soft, and that Dream has found a genuine love for cooking. Its a little funny to see the dreamlord in his frilly black apron, puzzling over a recipe book, but Hob just thinks he's the most lovely thing in the universe tbh. He'll gladly eat anything that Dream serves up for him. Especially if they can enjoy dessert together!
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A Healing Shower
Pairing: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x reader
Word Count: 1362
Warnings: highly self-indulgent, possibly OOC Jake, insecure reader, showers with Jake (but he's a gentleman)
A/N: Ok, I can explain, I'm working on another drabble with a bet, but I have been starting to love the hidden soft side of Jake Seresin. Lo and behold, this was born. I'm a bit nervous writing for him, especially having written so much for Bradley, so let me know what you think and if I should write more for Jake.
“Jake!” You were swept up into a hug by the excited aviator. He spun you around with a laugh and you hoped he didn’t notice your tiny flinch when he lifted you off the ground.
“How’s my best girl?” He always asked the same question with that same, stupid grin, and you always gave the same answer.
“Better now that you’re home.” You grinned at him. “How’s my favorite aviator?”
“Better now that I’m home.”
Jake leaned in to kiss you and you met him eagerly. You had missed the feel of his lips on yours, so you pressed in closer. One of your hands found its way into his hair, drawing a sigh from his throat. His hands wandered down your sides, and you couldn’t help the flinch when he reached your hips. You knew he noticed when his hands froze, then slid back up to safe territory.
The kiss slowed, then you pulled away, pressing your forehead to his. His arms kept you pulled close, for which you were grateful. You hadn’t had a strong bout of insecurity in a long time, not since before you met Jake Seresin, and you were nervous about his reaction.
He didn’t press the issue immediately, content to just take in your presence. Eventually, though, he pulled back enough to look you in the eyes, cupping your cheek in his hand.
“What’s wrong?” When you opened your mouth, he fixed you with a firm look. “And don’t tell me it’s nothing. I know you better than that.”
You grinned, a little ruefully, when he predicted what you would have said. “Sometimes I think you know me too well.”
“Is it something I did?”
“No, it’s not you,” you reassured immediately, shaking your head. “It’s just my head.”
“What do you mean?”
“It’s alright, Jake, I’m sure it’ll be better tomorrow.” You waved him off, starting to move away. His arms tightened and green eyes searched yours.
“If you’re sure.” He wasn’t actually letting it go, you could still feel his concern, but he wasn’t pushing either. “I’m gonna get ready for bed. Join me?”
You were torn at his invitation. On the one hand, you didn’t want to let him go just yet, needing the closeness. On the other, you knew he wanted to shower, and you weren’t sure you could shower without giving yourself away. Your internal dilemma was solved by the pleading look in his eyes. He wanted the closeness just as much as you did.
You let him lead you to the bathroom, turning the shower on so the water could get warm while you got ready. Jake didn’t comment on the way you faced away from the mirror while you undressed, but he did smile softly at you.
“Beautiful,” he murmured, approaching to press a kiss to your temple.
Sometimes, he would use such an action to lead into something more, but today there was nothing but soft affection. If you hadn’t been so distracted, you might have realized that he had you figured out. Still, he didn’t push, he just guided you into the warm stream of water.
Even feeling down on yourself, you were not too distracted to admire Jake’s form as he undressed to join you. He tossed a wink over his shoulder at you when he caught you looking.
“See something you like?”
“Maybe,” you hedged, shrugging innocently.
Jake sauntered toward you, grinning. “Only maybe?”
“Well, like isn’t how I would describe it.”
“Mmm, then how would you describe me?” He took your hand, hiding a sly grin as he kissed the back of your hand.
“Gorgeous, sculpted by the gods, too good to be true” you teased, then softened and finished by simply saying, “Someone I love.”
Jake melted, releasing your hand so he could hold your face in both hands. “There you go again, being so perfect.”
“I--”
“No, don’t do that,” he stopped you gently, but firmly. “You don’t have to see it, but don’t tell me it’s not there. Please, baby.”
You paused for a minute, then dropped your gaze and nodded. His thumb brushed back and forth on your cheek a few times before he was nudging you back to join you under the water. Often when he came home from an assignment, you would wash his hair and generally dote on him while you reveled in how soft he was for you and you alone.
Today, Jake still let you take your time washing him. You couldn’t help pressing a kiss to the underside of his jaw when he tilted his head into your hands. Both of you loved it when you played with his hair, but he didn’t let you go on for very long.
When he turned it around on you, his touch was gentle and undemanding. You pressed your face into his neck to hide a shuddering sigh when his hands reached your stomach. You didn’t push his hands away and he rewarded you with a kiss to the side of your head. Once he was done, it turned into just holding each other in the hot water. That was what finally had you ready to talk.
“Yesterday, I just got more worried than normal,” you started and his arms squeezed a little tighter around you. “I’m not sure why, I just couldn’t stop it. Then this morning, that had worn off, but I started overthinking how worried I got and it went off from there.”
“I’m sorry, baby.” he offered quietly, tracing circles on your skin.
“I don’t normally get insecure about how I look, I swear. I was just overthinking everything else and it was like the wall I’d built to keep those thoughts out crumbled and--” you cut yourself off before you could ramble more.
“Hey, it’s okay.” he reassured, resting his cheek atop your head. “It’s okay.”
“I didn’t want to say anything because I thought I could get it under control, and you had just gotten home. It’s just… you’re so wonderful and your job is so cool. I wonder sometimes if I deserve you.”
He pulled back just enough to meet your gaze. “Of course you do, of course you do. Darlin’, you’re all I want.”
“I know that, consciously,” you said, emphasizing it with a nod, “but today, my little traitor brain is being nasty and not listening.” You chuckled at yourself, hoping it might make him smile. It did, if only a little. “Come on, let’s get out of here before the water gets cold.”
He turned the water off while you reached out of the shower for towels. The two of you changed quickly into sleep clothes--a big shirt of Jake’s and underwear for you, and just a pair of boxers for him--and did the rest of your evening routines side by side. Jake was in bed first, holding out an arm in invitation.
“I’m sorry your brain is a traitor,” he said, smiling softly at you when you had settled in his arms.
“Eh, it’ll be ok.” You shrugged, turning your head to press a kiss to his chest. “It’ll shut up after sleep, I think.”
“And if it doesn’t, or if it comes up again, you’ll talk to me?”
“I’ll try,” you promised.
He hummed a response, shifting on the bed to draw you closer. “Tomorrow, I can give you a demonstration of just how wonderful you are.”
“Is that so? I wasn’t aware you were a teacher.”
“Excuse you, I would be a wonderful teacher.” He played up the indignance, shoving your shoulder lightly.
“Mmm, but you’re too sexy to be a teacher.”
Jake laughed at that, throwing one arm over his eyes. “Oho, I see. How about we have a lesson tomorrow on how sexy you are?”
“I suppose I could agree to that.”
He tilted his head to kiss you properly, even as sleep started to creep over you. When you started to drift off, he pressed a kiss to your forehead and pulled the blankets higher to cover both of you. He couldn’t help the fondness that warmed his heart as you snuggled into him.
“Love you,” you mumbled.
“Love you too.”
#jake seresin x reader#jake seresin#jake hangman seresin x reader#jake hangman seresin#hangman x reader#hangman#top gun#top gun maverick
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for the character bingo maybe the perfect crime trio? it's three characters so it's cool if you choose to do just one of them :)
Yes!!! I love them all so much :)
Ranpo:
They are sooooo cool looking: I mean, Ranpo does look pretty cool. It's a good look for him. :)
Everyone but me is wrong about them/They're deeper than they seem: Ok, so actually this isn't totally true since I know some people here really get him... but I've also seen some weird takes and it's a shame because Ranpo is an excellent character who is a lot more than "really smart" and "likes snacks and praise". In fact, I've been writing a post about how Ranpo has a cohesive and consistent character arc in the story that I think kind of gets overshadowed by the major events of the plot, but it's still there, and Ranpo has done a lot of developing over the course of the series. It's just that not as much obvious attention is drawn to it as, say, sskk. Ranpo isn't the Agency's strongest for nothing. He's more than just a silly little guy.
Not as deep as they seem: ...at the same time, he is absolutely just a silly little guy who really just wants to do silly little guy things like eat candy and tease Poe and solve brutal murders and be praised for it. Ranpo is a complex character with simple needs I think... which might be why he can be a bit difficult to characterize.
I like them enough to project my own issues onto them/I'm mentally ill about them: Untold Origins... okay. So, I don't think I'm like Ranpo necessarily. But god if untold origins didn't hit a certain way. I spent a lot of my childhood being built up as a gifted kid then torn down for not being smart enough, often by the same people within the same day. It was confusing. Am I smart or not? Do you like me, or not? I was also that annoying kid who would correct the teacher's mistakes in class... except I wasn't doing it to be a showoff. It was wrong, and it does no one any good to be taught something wrong when it can be fixed right away, yeah? Well, my teacher didn't like that. Ever been bullied by your teacher as an elementary school kid while having no idea what you did to have someone hate you this way? Not fun. Do not recommend. So Ranpo's story brought a lot of those feelings back. Ha. I also have a lot of thoughts about a kid who grew up in a sheltered environment, suddenly left with the grief from the loss of his parents and no support, lost in a world he does not understand that terrifies him, and the way he is given the means to build a life for himself in spite of it all (even if it is based off a lie). I can't wait to write more about Ranpo. I really do like him a lot and I don't talk about him nearly enough.
I want to carry them in a handbag like a tiny dog: Not in the usual deranged way; I actually think Ranpo might like this tbh. He wouldn't have to walk lol.
Poe:
They are sooooo cool looking: Yeah. I have no idea why he dresses like that, but yeah.
Everyone but me is wrong about them: ...ooookay. So, maybe I'm just not looking in the right area. But, and this might be a bit surprising to hear given that I'm a fan of Chuuya, it's actually Poe's mischaracterization in fics that irritates me the most. He's not soft. He has anxiety. There's a difference (please don't write all socially anxious people as soft little beans, please...). Poe doesn't do things "just because", everything needs to be framed as an intentional challenge. He spent 6 years writing his vengeance. I know we all laugh at the "for some reason I can't say no to Ranpo" bit (who are you fooling man?), but like. He continues to rationalize his affection as traps and challenges. Poe isn't soft. He does still harbour some feelings of jealousy towards Ranpo - it's just that it's vastly outweighed by his (completely oblivious) fondness for him. He brings up how he feels he's "just being used" a few times by several people, but I've rarely seen this talked about. He's an easily startled goof but also more than capable of being very pushy when he thinks it's necessary - think of his placing blank pages in every room to try and get Mushitarou to write lmao. He's a drama queen, only just barely held back from full-blown theatre kid by his crippling anxiety. And he knows full well the value that lies in writing a memory (his softest moment is when he is in his element!). Poe is a complicated character in his own right, and while it is not explored nearly enough in canon - isn't that what fic is supposed to be for? I'd love more fics that explore him, and especially his conflicting feelings towards Ranpo, who he is very attached to and fond of (it's borderline a canon crush to me). He feels envious, but he wants to impress him, but he wants to beat him utterly, but he would do anything for him, he is his perfect partner in (solving) crime, etc., etc. Poe fears disappointing Ranpo and it's for a mess of reasons that are not just all "because he likes him", though that is, undeniably, a big part of it. It's implied he may even fear being replaced or seen as not very important to him, and, as is typical for Poe, he doesn't shy away and retreat - he immediately turns quite internally poisonous towards the "threat". Poe is full of strong, sometimes ugly, conflicting feelings that he rarely actually acts on, and I'd love to see these explored more, both in canon, and in fics. He's a silly guy too, but... you know.
Wasted potential (?): Well, I want to wait a bit before making any judgements here, but if Poe stays a comic relief character who only creates books for Ranpo to use, I'll be a little disappointed. His ability is so powerful. Unbelievably so. It also requires him to write, and with a Book being such a core part of the story, and authors tending to have strong influences on the plot (Odasaku, Natsume, arguably Yokomizo), I think it'd be really weird if Poe went nowhere.
They work better as part of a dynamic: Ranpoe my beloved <3 (I also love his kindness towards Mushitarou :') )
Mushitarou:
They're like a blorbo to me: I mean. You guys saw my deranged rambling about him already. You know I am not normal about him.
I'm mentally ill about them: You KNOW I am NOT NORMAL ABOUT HIM. I've written all my thoughts before. His story will never not make me emotional. I think he's one of the best written characters. I personally place him up there with Kyouka and Akutagawa for quality of writing and overall themes.
Why do they look like that: onceler looking dude...
They've never done anything wrong in their life: Well. He very much has done things wrong. But, much like Ango, circumstance and a lack of foreseeable alternatives pushed them into making a set of horrible choices that they will forever be haunted by. It's why I think they should hang out about it... maybe kiss...
#thanks for the ask!#character opinion bingo#bsd#bsd ranpo#bsd poe#bsd mushitarou#perfect crime trio#storyrambles
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Chapter Nineteen: Here Alone | Diving: JJK (m)
Chapter characters/pairings: Jungkook x reader, broinlaw!Namjoon, diveinstructor!Hobi | AU/Genre: non idol au, angst, smut (see warnings below) see series m.post for fic summary etc.
Rating/Chapter warnings: ⚠️🔞 M - Adults only 🔞⚠️ explicit smut (f>m oral, rough(ish) unprotected m/f sex), mild angst.
Word count: 4130
Beta credits: A huge thanks to the ever-wonderful and excellent 🌺@moonleeai🌺, 🦋heathfritillary(AO3)🦋 and 🍒@cherrysoulth🍒 - thank you for your advice and input 💛 Lovely readers, all three are excellent writers, so please check out their works!
Note: This is the conclusion (ish) of their story - only the epilogue to follow, which will be posted very soon! Sorry to be annoying and post them separately, but they really are two very different chapters and there’s a time leap!
<<< Chapter Eighteen | Chapter Twenty (Epilogue) >>>
With his thumbnail he guides the spilled granules of sugar into the fractured grains of wood; tiny grains fall like snow, frosting the little crevices. On the other side of the coffee table Namjoon watches him, his gaze isn’t intense but he’s watchful, waiting for Jungkook to speak. Someone that was only half as clever and sensitive as Namjoon could have figured out that it is undoubtedly to do with those photographs and the context Jungkook needed to give you. Knowing the problem isn’t the issue, what to do about it is. Maybe it takes someone like Namjoon to know how to get Jungkook to share what’s on his mind.
Another push of his thumbnail and a miniature avalanche falls into the miniature cavern; a little world entirely in his control. It’s only when Namjoon follows Jungkook’s eyes as they flicker across the table that he suspects he ought to act. He watches the younger man’s large eyes light on the jar that holds the neat little sachets of sugar and he intervenes, stretching an arm across the coffee table to create a barricade.
Jungkook looks up at him, first with a mild look of betrayal before it’s swiftly replaced by embarrassment,”I wasn’t going to spill more…” he explains softly, shifting guiltily in his seat.
“Hmm, ok,” replies Namjoon, unconvinced, “Either way, I don’t think the staff here want to clean sugar out of every crevice of this table. Think of the ants it’d attract.”
Why am I talking about ants? Namjoon thinks, frustrated with himself for dancing so foolishly around what he really wants to say. With a clearing of his throat, and a steeling of his nerves, he decides directly addressing the issue is the best solution.
“So, did you tell her about the photographs?” It’s a simple question and not too forceful, if Jungkook chooses he can answer ‘yes’ or ‘no’, but Namjoon hopes for more detail. He hopes Jungkook will open up to him.
“I did,” Jungkook states, “It was fine, she was relieved more than anything else - said she was glad that the mystery was resolved.”
“Ah,” replies Namjoon, to fill the silence. He believes Jungkook when he says it went well, so he struggles to understand why Jungkook seems so affected. He let’s the sound sit, waiting for Jungkook to go further, if he wants to.
“I asked how she felt about it,” Jungkook elaborates eventually, “She just said that she wasn’t surprised that he’d do something like that, that it was typical of him.”
“And?” prompts Namjoon, sure that he’s reaching the kernel of what’s upsetting Jungkook.
“And then I was reminded of something Kang Taegi said,” Jungkook explains, “When I first found out about Jion and his situation I told my friends and we spoke about it. Taegi-nim said then that I could never compete against Jion and that I shouldn’t try to. He said that I had to learn to live alongside him and I can, I think I can, but I just don’t know… I mean, it’s not a competition, I know that. But, doesn’t it make sense to compare us? Isn’t that the thing? Won’t she always think ‘Would Jion have done that?’ or ‘How would Jion have handled this?’ and…” running out of steam, Jungkook takes a breath and trails off.
“I don’t think that’s how it works,” Namjoon says kindly, “Is that’s what’s worrying you?”
Jungkook laughs darkly, “Yeah, because be honest,” he says humourlessly, “How will I ever measure up against him? We’re nothing alike and as far as I can tell he was, he is, this perfect soul,” he says carefully catching his use of the past tense and notes Namjoon’s reassuring nod.
Namjoon rolls his hand ever so slightly towards Jungkook, a simple gesture that tells him to go on.
Jungkook does: with a deep breath he begins, “Meeting him, even though he’s not well, I could see that the photos don’t do him justice. He almost fucking glows, hyung! He has this whole aura of gentleness and he’s so fucking handsome - he’s like an elf or something - he’s unreal. Then, on top of all that he is her soulmate and they had this perfect thing. How can I live up to that? How can I, with all my shit and all the mess her and I have been through, ever compare to him?”
Namjoon laughs, “Ok, one thing at at time,” he smiles, “Firstly, he’s not an elf. Yes, my brother is very handsome, but you’re not so bad yourself, Jungkook - you have to admit that.”
Jungkook grunts dismissively, “I know I’m not ugly,” he admits, “But he and I are nothing alike, can she change her whole type?” he complains.
“There are no types, my sister isn’t shallow. She sees people, not a set of characteristics,” Namjoon fires back, though not unkindly, “Does my sister look like Kwon Hari? Or other women you’ve loved?” he asks with a raised brow.
“Of course not, nobody compares to her,” Jungkook is quick to reply, “I know it’s stupid and vain or whatever, but that’s the thing. I can’t compare her to any other woman I’ve loved because I have never felt this way about anyone ever before. It’s the best and worst feeling in the world because I am so fucking happy to have her and I am so fucking afraid of losing her at the same time.”
Namjoon nods, ordering his thoughts before he replies, “You two didn’t have an easy start, so I understand that you’d feel insecure. But she loves you too, and I think things are solid between you two now. There’s no immediate solution to how you feel, only time will make you feel safe in your relationship - it’s still early days for you both, but it’ll come. No good will come of comparing yourself to Jion though, you’re two very different men - there’s no point in it.”
“I know there isn’t,” admits Jungkook hopelessly, “I know I’d never measure up. As I heard it, it was smooth sailing from them from the start. None of the shit that she’s put - I mean, that we’ve been through.”
Namjoon shrugs, “There’s no point pretending they weren’t very happy and that they weren’t very much in love, but in the same way as that version of Jion is lost, so is that version of her. She’s not the same woman as she was then, you never knew her with him so you’ll just have to believe me that she’s different. What’s happened to Jion has changed her. Jion wouldn’t know what to do with her now - he was too innocent and gentle and pure.”
Jungkook makes a little noise of surprise and Joon laughs, “What? it’s true! You should’ve been honest right now and admitted that it’s her that’s put you through shit, not the other way around. I love her, but I can admit that she needs a partner who can stand up to her when she’s unreasonable, she isn’t always, but when she is, she need to be called out. My brother wouldn’t have the strength to tell her things she needs to hear but doesn’t want to. It’s more than that, she needs someone who has lost their way too, someone who knows those feelings of confusion and hurt, someone she can relate to. You are the right man for her, Jungkook, I promise.”
All the time Namjoon has been talking, Jungkook has been thinking, his head cast down. Only when Namjoon finishes his speech does Jungkook lift his gaze to look at Namjoon through his thick mop of hair, tilting his head as he considers what’s been said.
Namjoon knows Jungkook needs time, needs to think and to process things so he changes the subject, trying a little levity. He imitates Jungkook, making a slightly clicking, creaking noise as he mimics Jungkook’s head movements, “Hey Sadako,” he laughs, “Now that you’re in a big city, why don’t we get that mess on your head trimmed before we hit the gym?”
Jungkook tosses his hair back as he laughs readily and genuinely, “Yeah, it’s starting to do my head in a bit,” he admits, “She’s been telling me I ought to get it trimmed, she says she likes to actually see my face once in a while…”
Namjoon laughs, “Because you are her ‘type’” he smiles, “She wants the best for you - I think she’s the right woman for you too.”
Jungkook smiles, “I’m not easy to handle,” he confesses, “But I’d do anything she asked me to.”
Namjoon rolls his eyes, “You don’t say,” he intones sarcastically, “You’re so obviously a complete sucker for her.”
Jungkook presses his lips together and nods amenably, “I’m not even ashamed of it.”
“There’s no reason to be, she’s just as crazy for you,” Namjoon smiles, glad to see Jungkook is a little lighter. He doesn’t want to belabour his points, but he seeks a final bit of reassurance, “You heard what I said about Jion, yeah?” he presses, leaning forward to ruffle the younger man’s hair affectionately.
“I did,” Jungkook nods, running his hands through his hair to try and tame it, though he’s touched by Namjoon’s brotherly gesture.
“You might as well tell me everything - what else is wrong?” Namjoon adds perceptively.
Jungkook laughs awkwardly and clicks his tongue, “The thing is that that’s it - nothing’s wrong. Things have been going so well recently that I guess I feel nervous about how it might fuck up again as it always seems to.”
Namjoon nods sagely, “I understand that, but I think that’s behind you now. Trust in her, she won’t let you down.”
Jungkook smiles, “I won’t let her down either.”
As Namjoon leaves cash on the table and stands up, he grins, “I know you won’t - I trust you. It didn’t even need saying.”
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You barely have time to process Jungkook’s new haircut when he gets back from his boxing session before he’s escaping to the shower to wash the sweat from his limbs. He’d returned flustered but glowing, Namjoon had headed to work to shower where he keeps his suits and Mina was hosting some lunch or another… You know you two are alone in an apartment that suddenly feels several degrees too hot.
You’re left pacing the kitchen in his absence, unable to tear your mind from the momentary glimpse of his glistening skin and tousled hair. In the last week or so your limited time with Jungkook has become an ever-present thought in your mind. Naturally, it’s affected you: you want to spend all your time with him; you find it hard not to be near him; you crave even the slightest touch and you think of him constantly. That’s not it all though, because it has also made you absolutely feral for him. Since the two of you started having sex regularly, you’ve found it hard to control your desire for him but now you have barely any control at all. The slightest smirk is enough for you to soak through your underwear… You’re so weak for him that you feel utterly pathetic but who is there to judge you? Certainly not Jungkook - he loves it. So why should you be your harshest critic? Having successfully appeased yourself, you give in to your basest instincts. Who needs restraint anyway?
You follow your feet and dirty thoughts to the master bathroom.
Namjoon’s shower is huge: it has no door, there’s only a glass partition that you walk around to reach the massive waterfall shower-head and inlaid jets. You couldn’t be more grateful for it because it allows you to creep into the shower without Jungkook noticing as he soaps his body, eyes closed. You can’t help but admire his sinuous, muscular form as he works the foam into his skin: Jungkook isn’t a gym rat by any description, but his entire body is firm and toned, the muscles in his arms, thighs and abs all clearly defined and currently dripping with suds and water, making your thighs clench.
You never thought you’d be grateful for the tumultuous path your relationship has taken, but right now you are. You thank the universe that the course has been gradual and slow-building, because if you saw Jungkook like this from the start, you don’t think you’d ever have built up the confidence to speak to him, let alone allow him see you naked.
You are admiring the curves of his ass as he turns from the jet; fate remains on your side as he keeps his eyes closed. You don’t want to startle him, but the sight of him and the throbbing between your legs can no longer be ignored, “Don’t open your eyes,” you say softly.
He jumps a little, and his breath quickens, but he obeys your command. In response, you smile as you shed your joggers and tee, leaving yourself in your underwear, a fairly sporty crop top and shorts combination, and approach him.
“Keep them closed,” you whisper, trying to sound seductive, but you can’t resist booping the tip of his nose with your finger, drawing a small giggle from him. Then you glide your hands down his smooth, water-slicked torso, sinking to your knees before him as his giggle turns into a strangled moan of anticipation.
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Jungkook screws his eyes shut as he strives to contain his whimpers. If awards were given out for sucking cock, he knows you’d sweep the board. That night against the lighthouse, he thought you were going to suck his soul out of him and this is no different. You edge him to the point of madness; one of his hands tangles in the wet mess of your hair whilst the other clings desperately to the tiles of the shower, the grout flaking beneath his clawed nails as he fights waves of frustration cresting over waves of pleasure.
You’ve nearly gotten him there; he’s so far down your throat now that every lascivious moan you make vibrates against his throbbing cock deliciously. Jungkook is lost in sensation, the flow of the water, the darkness of his closed eyes and the echo of the space makes everything far more intense. Your hand feels so good clenched into the meat of his ass, as does the other that rolls his balls; you tug them gently then, and that final pressure, the press of your tongue and the hollowing of your cheeks pushes him over the edge unexpectedly and he comes like a firehose down your throat. You cough and splutter as his eyes fly open; he’s surprised to watch you swallow his load without retching, though your eyes, wide and innocent despite the filthy things you’ve just done to him, are a little watery.
In his post-orgasm moment of clarity he thinks of how often he used to touch himself to the thought of you sucking his cock in his shower, and he can’t fully process that his fantasy has become reality. Desperate to have you near, he pulls you to your feet and into his embrace, careful to protect his sensitive cock, though he can’t control its twitching when your hard nipples press into him through your soaked crop top. He doesn’t pause or seek permission as he yanks it down and attaches his mouth around your breast, sucking harshly and groaning as he draws a whining moan of desire from you. With a sharp nip and a flick of his tongue he releases you, panting slightly.
“Towels,” he orders in a low, guttural voice, “Let’s fuck.”
Moments later, you’ve both hastily towel dried yourselves and been sure to leave the bathroom free from any evidence of what you’ve done. As soon as the last towel is hung over the heated rail, Jungkook is pushing you towards his new bedroom. He throws you on the bed unceremoniously as soon as the door is locked behind him and he’s quick to clamber over you. Now your head dangles over the edge while he ploughs into you, his hips seemingly moving on their own accord as he fucks you with desperate, unbridled desire.
“Jungkook,” you whine, hands clawing at his shoulders as your head painfully fills with blood.
He takes in your expression and bites his lip in concern, immediately his hands are under you, slipping beneath your shoulder blades to pull you into his lap. His new fringe sticks to his forehead, sweat-soaked tendrils curling into his eyes. You brush the layers of his hair back from his face as you lean in to kiss him, “I really like this cut,” you whisper into his mouth as he groans into the kiss, nipping your lip.
Sat on his lap, his cock inside you and your legs around him, you roll your hips into him and he sighs heavily, “Did it for you,” he manages to pant out. You kiss him sloppily in thanks.
He’s exhausted from the gym but he finds it impossible to cede control completely to you. In this position he can still just about fuck up into you, but he’s grateful that you can meet his thrusts as he struggles to find the energy to match his desire. It’s sex at its messiest, lacking rhythm or control but the passion beneath is desperate.
“Jungkook,” you whine as your high reaches a tipping point but you’re not quite there, the friction just not enough to push you over the edge.
He smirks as he spits on his thumb and reaches between your bodies, “I’ve got you,” he promises as he rubs your clit vigorously. You whine in protest, the pleasure building too fast: the heat builds in your body and you know you’ll come soon as you try to communicate through desperate whimpers.
“I can’t hold out much longer,” he explains, “Need to feel you come around me babe.”
Moments later, you do, throwing your head back and crying out as pleasure rips through your body on a wave of white-hot sensation. The arch of your back allows Jungkook to hit you deeper and it drives him towards his own high seconds later. His mouth latches to your throat and he sucks a messy bruise into the skin as he fills you. Soaked in sweat, you come down slowly from your explosive orgasms, leaving you shaking and trembling in each others’ arms.
As he recovers from his high, Jungkook presses a kiss to your cheek, still buried deeply inside you. You sigh, resting your cheek on his shoulder, “Are you ok, baby?” he asks soothingly.
You only hum in response, drawing circles with your nails on his back as he shudders pleasurably.
“I love you,” he declares, pressing a kiss into your hair, “and I could stay here forever, but we better get a move on if we’re going home tonight.”
You lift your head and press a tired kiss to his temple, “I know - love you too.”
Separating yourselves is a messy task and both of you pad to separate bathrooms to shower again, avoiding temptation and any scandalous behaviour should Mina arrive back earlier than expected. The rest of the visit flies and before you know it, you’re both collapsing into the comfort of your bed, the dogs curled happily in their basket as you fall into slumber in each others’ arms.
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“Tempus fugit,” calls a wizened patron from outside the pub, listening in on Hobi and Jungwon’s conversation, “Can’t believe your boy is off already Jeon Jungwon!”
“Repeating someone’s words in Latin doesn’t make the earwigging any less rude,” snipes Hobi’s wife as she loads a bag of supplies from the pub into the truck, looking at all the boxes within. She turns back to Jungwon, “How much stuff is he taking?”
Jungwon smiles, but sadness lurks beneath, “Most of it is his music equipment from the lighthouse.”
“Is that where he is now?” she asks, the implication being ‘is that where he is when he should be here helping out?’
“It’s hard for lovers to say goodbye,” calls the old drinker again.
“That’s enough from you!” Hobi calls, his tone is teasing and pleasant, but firm; he knows if he doesn’t intervene, his wife will lose all patience.
Jungwon smiles benignly, “It is hard to say goodbye,” he agrees, “I think he wishes she was taking him to the city, but it’s best they say goodbye here, I don’t like the thought of her travelling back here alone and upset. It’s good of her brother-in-law to put me up for a few days. It’s been years since I’ve been to the city and I want to check my boy settles in ok.”
Hobi smiles softly, “How does she feel about that?”
“It was her suggestion, of course,” Jungwon smiles, “She is so considerate. She makes the perfect daughter-in-law, not that I am planning ahead!”
“No, of course not,” Hobi teases before he nods, looking over Jungwon’s shoulder and raising his chin to indicate Jungkook’s approaching truck, “Here comes the would-be groom now.”
The three of them line up as he pulls to the curb, leaving the engine idling, “I’ll go park up in the house and I’l be over,” he says flatly.
“Are you ready to leave?” asks Hobi gently, taking in Jungkook’s swollen eyes, and tear-stained puffy face.
“‘m fine,” he sniffs unconvincingly.
“Of course he is,” adds Hobi’s wife brusquely, “It’s only eight months for god’s sake, he’ll be back most weekends. Stop your fussing!”
Jungkook clenches his jaw, attempting a brave face, “Exactly, you won’t even know I’m gone.”
“Good lad,” she says as he pulls off.
She turns to Jungwon, “Take my advice,” she says softly, “Don’t coddle him now or he won’t get through it. It won’t be easy for him to be separated from her and Bam - I bet he’s not even begun to reckon with what it’ll be like when he’s there and he realises that he’ll also be separated from you and this place, this community. It’s going to be hard for you both. Brave faces, yeah?”
Jungwon nods, “I know,” he smiles, turning to Hobi, “You married a wise woman.”
Hobi smiles, wrapping his arm around her shoulders and kissing the top of her head, “Wise and brutal,” he laughs as she wraps an arm around his waist and beams up at him, squinting in the midday sun.
There, under the glaring light reflecting from the truck windscreen and the calm flat of water that stretches before them, the three of them wait for Jungkook.
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You watch the same expanse of glittering blue from the cliff top, the same brave face plastered over your own sadness, but this time it’s for the sake of the dogs, especially Bam, who is still perturbed by Jungkook’s tears.
You’ve known loneliness in all its forms: the agonising pain of growing loneliness as someone slips away from you; the desperate, aching absence of a void in your life; the false embrace of the darkness that pulls you in and tells you that loneliness is what you want… You’ve known them all. Right now, here alone, you do not fear it.
Not that you’re alone for long anymore: now that you’re embedded in this small community and with a family that love you, company is never far away. You turn at the gentle toot of a horn and, even through your puffy eyes, you can make out the beaming smile of Seolhee in the passenger seat of the approaching car.
The second the car pulls up she rushes to you, leaving Taegi behind her to wrangle the excitable dogs.
“You ok?” she asks as she pulls you into a strangling hug.
“I will be,” you say, smiling at Taegi from over her shoulder, “Thanks for picking her up and coming over. I cooked and it’s proper food this time. I followed a recipe and everything.”
He smiles, “A recipe? We are spoilt! I am absolutely famished. I made so many dishes for Jungwon to pack up that I’ve worked up quite the appetite,” he admits, “So don’t worry, Jungkook won’t starve!”
“I’ll cook for him too when I visit,” Seolhee smiles, “I’ll be over there all the time making a nuisance of myself and making sure that Joon and him are ok!” she promises sincerely.
You smile at them both, “Where would we be without friends like you?”
Both of them smile, touched by the sincerity of your words. Blushing a little, you gesture for them to move into the house, “Let’s eat and drink and not be sad!”
They simply laugh; Seolhee maintains a firm grip around your waist as you head inside, the sun at your backs, warming you and lighting your path.
A/N: Thanks for reading - please let me know what you think!
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Lunter teen pregnancy:
*warnings premi baby, teen pregnancy(luz 16, Hunter 18), cheating(not between lunter), me being salty towards amity, protective and possessive hunter, sad luz. Angst*
(I'm not an expert on primi babies or the NICU. If I get anything wrong I apologize)
Their baby was born early. A little baby boy named Leandro born 33 weeks instead of the full 40 weeks . Leo Luz whispers to him in his NICU crib. Sometimes she even sleeps there right besides their baby. When she can't touch him she leans near him humming Dominican lullabies. Her head on her folded arms just watching him with wide tearful eyes. Their baby is so tiny, but you can already tell he has her skin coloring. When they aren't here and Hunter doesn't force her to sleep or takes care of her they sit at what she calls the hospital Chapel. "I'm not religious, and I know you and the doctors say it's not my fault, it was out of my control. But I can't help but feel guilty and to blame," Luz whispers, tears bubbling and leaking from her eyes as Hunter cuddles her, protective and possessive on the wooden bench. Luz speaks wetly into Hunter's neck, "I can pray maybe to the titan! To make sure he's ok. It wouldn't hurt." Hunter pecks a soft kiss onto her forhead for comfort. The pregnancy wasn't easy on Luz or Leo. Teen pregnancies never were, and the traumatic situation that was their lives wasn't helping either. Dear Titan Hunter was terrified he would lose them both. Though fortunately they both where alright. Hunter speaks calmly in hopes of assuring her, "The doctors say he's strong. His progress is going well, him staying NICU and us keeping up with the skin contact whenever we can is helping. We'll be able to take him home soon we just need to be patient ok." He cups her hands in his. Hers soft, delicate and ink stained, compared to his big scarred hands. Two years after finally putting to rest Belos, the collector and the boiling isles, yet the trauma still haunted them. That's probably why they clunged to each other. Even when Luz wasn't suppose to. Luz looks at Hunter with a deep love, but also incredible worry and guilt shining in pools of hazel brown. Fear in her voice, "Do you think I'm being punished?" Hunter with a shocked look asks, " What do you mean? You think what? Us cheating did this? Hurt our baby?" Luz closes her eyes tight and nods slowly. She hates bringing this up this fear she has. Her love for Hunter was absolute, a burning everlasting sun. Determined and true. She could never regret him, her literal darkness to her light. She regrets the situation; the cheating, the lying, all of it hurting Amity. If only Luz had just been honest from the beginning. Instead hiding and secret keeping like the messed up issued filled girl she is. But there was never any time. Secrets kept piling up, and so did the lies. And the one person other than Eda that fully understand it all was wrapped up in it just as much as she was. They say people formed bonds in the middle of trauma, and that might seem true. But for her and Hunter, it was more than that. Their souls were reincarnations of Caleb and Evelyn Clawthorne. Luz continues and brings up her other fear, " And if it's not the cheating, that what if were just destined for this? Our desties always seemed tied for death, trauma and tragedy. We manged to live, but what if fate wants to punish us for it and take our baby away f-for not-." "For what? For one of us not dying?! Oh Luz!" Hunter just picks her up into his lap, and holds her closer than before. Luz holds him back tight just as fiercely. He speaks into her ear with a strong voice,"Listen to me, we are not cursed. This not punishment. This is us having deal with the fact that we've been through a lot of shit ok. Our lives were stressful and traumatic and were still dealing with the affects of that. But I telling you everything will be ok. After everything we went through? We can pull through this. Our baby is strong. And we our just as strong. I will keep us together ok?" Luz whipes her nosie with her sleeve and looks up at Hunter with a deep need. "You promise?" " Luz you kept me together when I needed you the most, of course I promise to do same for you. For our little family." He seals this promise with a deep lock of their lips coming together. Luz sinks into the kiss, feeling safe and at home.
#the owl house#disney#cartoons#lunter#huntceda#luz x hunter#goldenlight#hunter x luz#goldenluz#my writing#lunter fic#lunter drabble#lunter baby#angst
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An Honest Christmas
It was stupid, Frank had to admit that. Not because he was particularly fond of being honest with himself - all the years in the closet might give you an impression on where he stood on this topic - but because he decided that this upcoming year, he will try and change his behaviour. Become more aware of himself and others. Just like his therapist told him. Because all that his therapist told him always was very wise, smart and reasonable. Just like that time when she said he has to treat himself once in a while. Oh, he took that advice to heart. And followed it ever since, every time he could.
For example, like, right now, while standing in the biggest LEGO store he had seen in his life, located in the Duty Free area of Toronto Airport. The only issue was that it was 3:34AM. And his flight departure was scheduled to 3:20AM.
"Shit," he squeaked, rushing outside the store towards gate E5. Maybe there was a slight, tiny chance that the flight got delayed and he simply didn't remember (that happened to him once already, so it wouldn't be a surprise)? "No, no, no..."
BOOM.
Wet- no, hot. Too hot.
"Fuck!" Frank looked down at the person who bumped into him, spilling their coffee all over him.
"Oh god I am sorry," the guy proclaimed, waiving his hands in panic. "I'm so sorry..."
At first glance Frank thought that the guy might have spilled the coffee over himself too, but then he realised that that's just how his clothes looked like: stained and old, like those of a mechanic, who's worked in a workshop for most of his life. Frank looked at the guy's face, to judge wether this description was suitable, and...
Hot- no, annoying. Too annoying.
"What the fuck, man?" snapped Frank. "I missed my flight!"
Oop. His therapist wouldn't like that. This is definitely not honesty. This was the exact opposite. And, considering he affected other people with it, if this little scene ever comes up in one of their sessions, they'd have to go back like two months of therapy. And Frank didn't want that. He wanted the progress. Wanted the changes. He wanted to be Ok. So he took a breath listening to the other guy's rambling.
He had a name tag on his suspenders: LEO VALDEZ. Frank hummed to himself.
"So you agree?" the guy asked, probably thinking Frank replied to something he said.
Frank blinked. "Uh. What?"
"I can buy you another ticket. For the next flight. Wherever you're headed."
Frank blinked again.
His original ticket's cost was laughable, which meant that the plane was, probably, just a bus with two cupboard wings; but the next flight was by an actual Respectable Airplane Company, and the cost looked accordingly. But if the guy - Leo - insisted... Frank was greedy and selfish enough to accept the offer. Besides, he really needed to get home, to Vancouver. To his grandma.
"Fine," he said. "I- thanks, I guess. But, uh... Aren't you here for a flight either?"
Leo grinned. Frank reminded himself that honesty is not always a blessing.
"I work here," he said. "I mean, not here, here... But in airports, generally. And sometimes I sneak in, to catch a ride. Have a thing for flying metal things. Remind me of dragons"
"Or transformers," Frank snorted.
"Do not bring this shit show into this engineeringly skilled household."
"Wow," Frank raiser his eyebrows. "You must be fun at parties."
Leo placed a hand on his chest. "I am hilarious at parties, thank you very much."
"You're welcome," chuckled Frank.
For some reason, Frank hoped for Leo to turn out an annoying asshole, so he'd have a valid reason to absolutely hate his guts for making him sit at a random McDonald's in the middle of the night, in coffee soaked clothes. But his hoped were in vain, because Leo McShizzle was, indeed, fucking hilarious. Again, not that Frank would admit that to himself. Or to Leo.
When the guy joked, Frank would roll his eyes, or - if the joke was actually good - continue the bit with a sarcastic tone. And maybe he did grin like once. Or twice. But it's not like Leo was looking at him when it happened, so it doesn't matter. He doesn't have to admit it happened. His therapist won't know. No one will, actually. This will remain his little Airport secret. Because that's what all kinds of Airport affairs always were.
"You can't say that," Frank shook his head while they were waiting in line for ticket purchase.
"Why not?" Leo asked, fiddling with his belt.
"Because it's bullshit," Frank said. "Take it from me, I'm a security guard."
"Well," Leo shrugged. "This doesn't change the fact that this place is shit, and so is the security."
"It's the biggest airport in the country."
"That's the thing!" Leo waved his hand. "Here you have a false sense of security."
Frank raised his hand. "I wouldn't say it's false."
"Listen, I've been behind the scenes. And let me tell you; you have no idea how easy it would be, to take that whole building under one single person's control."
"It sounds like something they'd arrest you for saying."
"I thought you would agree with me," Leo scoffed. "As a security guard."
"Well, I don't work at airports. Don't have the right level of license yet. For now I'm more like... School and Kindergarten kind of guard."
"The Fun Ruiner," Leo nodded. "Suits you."
"Hey, I don't ruin anyone's fun!" Frank said, offended. "Kids have to be in school when they are supposed to."
"Mhm," Leo said, gravely, as if confirming a diagnosis. "Just like I thought. A rare case of a Good Cop."
"Shut up."
"Of course, darling," Leo winked at him.
That was the last thing he said before buying Frank his new ticket. And since then things turned kind of... weird. There was no reason for Leo to stay with him, but he still did. And it was annoying. Of course it was. It had to be. Because Frank "came out as bisexual only because of two of his best friends" Zhang couldn't develop a crush on a dude who spilled coffee on him. That wouldn't work. Normal couples sometimes recreated their first meetings after years of dating, and Frank dreaded the day that idea might be brought up, because, well- no. Stop. Wait. Why was he thinking about it?! He didn't even know the guy, so why was he...?
His thoughts were interrupted by an announcement. A flight - Frank's flight - was departing in 50 minutes and all the passengers had been invited to check in and board the plane.
"Well," Leo smiled. "Guess that's my cue. My break was over about an hour ago but, you know, considering I kind of ruined all of your plans for the day..."
"Eh, you know..." Frank shrugged, awkwardly. "Happens."
Leo raised his eyebrows. "Not what you said at first."
"I was very much pissed at first," Frank admitted. Honestly.
"That checks out," Leo nodded. "And you know who has to check in?"
Frank felt his eyes roll back, towards the ceiling. "Oh, my god..."
"I'm right here, no need to call me."
"You- oh, shut up."
"That's how you part ways with me? Really?" Leo clicked his tongue. "Who raised you?"
"My mom told me not to talk to strangers," Frank said and, picking up his bag, started walking towards his gate.
"A stanger?! Is that how you call it now?!" cried Leo. "I thought we had a binding moment!"
"Don't remember. Didn't happen!"
Except that it did. It did happen. He did remember. And the worst of all: he didn't forget. But even so, the universe decided to remind him of that again about three months later, when Frank was being late to his shift at his new job at the Vancouver airport, and bumped into someone, spilling his tea all over them.
@yourlocalmorosoph this is a devotion for you, and a thank you for helping me to come up with the whole thing to @leovaldezdefender 🥹✨
#hallmark movies wish they were worthy of valzhang#the power valzhang hold over me#valzhang is everywhere#valzhang is life#valzhang is otp#leo valdez#valzhang#frank zhang
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if i had a nickel for every time i asked you for headcanons about an autistic penumbra podcast character i’d have two nickels, which isn’t a lot, but it’s weird that it happened twice (ie: please talk about cecil being autistic thanks)
YES YES YES . THANK YOU FOR ENABLING ME REENTERING MY CECIL KANAGAWA ERA U WILL DEFINITELY NOT REGRET THIS (lies)
okay so right . before i get into my Personal hcs i feel like i should explain why he is literally so fucking autistic to the point that despite being a oneoff chara he to this day is one of my strongest supported autistic hcs . because i could go into like Depth and pick apart a bunch of tiny little details but literally if i just in very broad strokes describe him as "a guy with an extremely narrow interest that he zeroes in on and impulsively buys tons of things out of excitement for it and who is infantilized by his mother despite being a grown adult and whose 'best friend' in fact seems to deeply resent him a fact he is entirely clueless of because of his inability to read the very obvious social cues" and ull be MORE than convinced so why would i bother
speaking of which he has a special interest on ancient torture devices which is like two steps away from canon anyway <3 his show is one massive excuse to infodump on the subject . pov youre about to get your head chopped off and you just want to get it over with but unfortunately your would-be murderer is giddily explaining the history of the guillotine
i think hes like . he has this weird masking thing that he cant stop doing where he basically CONSTANTLY even when hes not on camera acts like hes acting like hes constantly flourishing and performing for a camera and an audience and shit . its part of why people tend to find him kind of obnoxious because hes CONSTANTLY doing his stage persona bc thats just how he masks and gets thru social interaction while still seeming charismatic and he doesnt really know how to switch it off totally
VERY VERY VERY stimmy he cant hold still hes CONSTANTLY moving especially when hes talking . usually this shows as him just pacing back and forth and flourishing in the air while he talks but when ehs VERY excited he flaps his hands a lot and claps his hands and giggles . he kicks his legs when hes sitting down a lot hes basically always swinging his legs bc he cant hold still but when he gets hyped up its VERY AGGRESSIVE . which is bad bc hes always wearing very thick boots
he like . he masks a lot to hide Social Awkwardness which hes pretty good at but hes very very bad at masking his emotions if hes uspet hes UPSET . especially with sensory issues if you ruffle his hair when hes not expecting it he gets VERY FLAILY and makes a lot of dismayed noises he cant really regulate his reactions to stuff at all . im crazy about cecil and junos weird half-friendship so i think he Knows cecils ways of reacting to stuff and like just out of habit he immediately course corrects whenever cecil makes one of his little agh argh rhghrhg noises that means hes overwhelmed and trying Very Badly to mask it . dont let anyone kno tho they cant know juno (ugh) Doesnt Want Cecil To Be Upset or whatever
he likes lots of pressur!!!!!! im weak for the idea of the cameramen just being silly little dogs when theyre not doing their work and shit so he likes just lying down and letting one of these MASSIVE fucking genetically engineered monster creatures just fwop on him so he has pressure . tbh
ok im going on forever i can talk about how autismcore he is for hours . but last hc i swear i swear . hes very much a sensory seeking autistic he cant handle Surprise sensations but he LOVES sensory input when hes the person thats Causing It To Occur. he always has SUPER BRGIH SPOTLIGHTS on even when ehs not filming because he likes the bright light he likes clothes that he can swish around for the sound and feel and look of it hes VERY VERY VERY physically clingy for the stim of physical affection juno steel cannot enter the kanagawa household without cecil hanging off his arm
hes my skrunkly skringlo my blorbo boytoy etc etc etc
#I LOOOOVE HIM#hes so autismcore#i went a little overboard . im insane abt him#anyway#cecil kanagawa#the penumbra podcast
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whumpcember 2023: day 01. fever
Tonya is hit by the scent, she frowns, a little confused. then she realizes: oh, the kid is finally presenting.
genderbent; beta!Tony x omega!Peter; pre-Starker & hints of Starkercest
(ok, this ended up more comfort than hurt in the hurt/comfort spectrum)
stand / to the left of me / in paradise / holy ghosts will, Tonya's head bobs her head in a way that looks too gentle for the demonic screams echoing across her lab. she has a gigantic to-do list, but tinkering with her attempts at inventing new things is much more fun. her current project is an air purifier. maybe it didn't sound that revolutionary, however as a beta, she could only imagine how intense scents were for alphas and omegas.
they could affect her, just not too much.
she's bites at the tip of her pencil as she works through the energy cells when the lab's door is open. she doesn't notice it, what hits her is the intense, sweet scent of a young omega in heat. too young to be Pepper. she turns, confused, and oh, the kid's presenting.
Pylar's almost seventeen, she assumed she'd be a beta like Tonya. everyone did. but, well, she's a late bloomer then, uh?
the kid looks tiny, wrapped in one of the thickest blankets Tonya had around. it makes her look almost like a toddler, it's pretty adorable. and a little worrying, she's sweating buckets and her face looks red in an unhealthy level. her lips are half open, she's panting like she ran a whole marathon.
Tonya's hit with how fuckable she looks.
she shakes her head, shaking off dirty thoughts about her practically adopted daughter. the kid needed help, she's shaking so much that it breaks Tonya's heart.
"Jarvis, seal off the lab. omega heat protocol."
she can imagine the AI nodding his head before applying the protocol. the temperature dropped a couple of degrees, the air purifiers (that were prototypes of Tonya's current project) activated. it's more for the omega's benefit than her own, Pepper always seemed to be soothed by not being bombarded by her own pheromones, Tonya hopes it helps the kid.
she read about the first mating cycle, and it sounded like hell.
she approaches Pylar like you'd approache a dangerous predator who had been cornered. she's always glad to be a simple beta when she has to deal with omegas in heat. it stop her from having a empathetic cycle herself, and her scent isn't overwhelming to someone who's already beyond overstimulated and overwhelmed.
Pyler whines: "ah- Mrs. Stark, it hurts."
"I know, kid," she gently takes hold of a handful of the blanket and pulls her slowly. "come, I'll help you."
Pyler follows her without a hint of hesitation. it feels dangerous, how much she trusts her. she wouldn't if she knew of the random little thoughts that tended to make an appearance in the genius' brain. very wrong thoughts and feelings a married, older woman should not have about a kid.
the shaking is intense enough for her to feel it up her arm. Tonya guides her into the bedroom tucked behind a secret door. it has a sterile nest. it's not the best nest, but it's clean and Pylar can scent all over it without issues. Tonya makes her sit on the bed.
"stay sitting up, I'll let you nest in a minute."
Pylar whines again, but doesn't argue. Tonya might be a beta, but someone who's not also in heat has some level of dominance over a young omega like Pylar, secondary gender doesn't make a difference in that case.
Pylar puts a thermometer on her mouth and as they wait for the reading, she checks if the mini-fridge is stocked enough. it seems to be, she can bring more supplies later anyways.
"almost 41 degrees, oof," Pepper could reach above that. how omegas' brains don't cook is a mystery. "it'll get worse tho. can't give you anything, sorry."
"I- ouch," Pyler curls up as a cramp hits her. "shit."
"I heard the cramps are much more troublesome than the fever," Tonya gently pushes her to uncurl. "go, nest. it'll help. apparently being buried in blankets doesn't make the fever worse during an omega's heat. you'll be fine, kid."
Pylar nods, she looks up at Tonya like she thinks nothing bad could ever happen to her when Tonya's around.
if she only knew the rotten things running across her mind.
#whumpcember 2023#whumpcember 2023 day 1#peter parker whump#starker fanfiction#pre-femslash#pre-Starker#costa's starker omegaverse
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Hi! If its not much trouble, may I please request some relationship headcanons for Anko and Kurenai (separate and poly) dating female reader?
Dating headcanons + drabbles with Anko and Kurenai!
Thank you for the request, Anon! Ily sm ♡ I love these girls a lot, and honestly, used have a tiny crush on Kurenai 💖
ᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛꜱ:
♡ Anko x f!reader
♡ Kurenai x f!reader
♡ Anko x Kurenai x f!reader
★ ° :. . • ° . * :. ☆
Cw: noob writer, unedited (later on) poly relationship, “modern” pet names, a tiny touch of angst? Homophobes dni 🤬
Anko Mitarashi
Anko has always had issues with figuring out when she’d be burnt out due to Orochimaru “telling” her that she wasn’t good enough for him
So being her girlfriend, you felt like you needed to let her know when she should occasionally take a break and just relax
But between her workaholic tendencies and her bounciness that rivals what of Naruto, it can be a bit hard
Especially when she’s on her period
As terrible as she feels, she feels like if she took even one break, she’d feel worse
It hurts you to see her suffering like that
All you want is her to be happy with who she is and what she has
Period Scenario | Drabble
“Tadaima...”
“Oh gosh, (Y/N), I feel like absolute shit,” the usually hyperactive Mitarashi Anko growled as she slipped on her house robes and crawled into bed beside you. Your heart fell when you saw her like that, but it wasn’t like you hadn’t told her to take it lightly that day. You knew that Anko had always struggled with being able to find her limit. She was always trying to prove that she was not inadequate and more than just good enough. You loved her, and you had made it your duty to make sure that she knew that she was perfect the way she is.
“Aww, babe, you should just take the day off tomorrow, alright? I don’t want you pushing yourself like this, ok?” you told your girlfriend as she nestled her head into your chest. You shifted your heat pack so that it was between her stomach and your waist. “Fuckkk, Cupcake, thanks for that,” Anko mumbled to you, lazily pressing a kiss on your collarbone, “I’ll take tomorrow off as long as we can stay like this.” You smiled, “That’s exactly what I had in mind. We can make it our little self-care day.”
Kurenai Yūhi
This girl is your biggest supporter
She loves you so much and will defend your every action
Feeling down in the dumps?
Kurenai is there to save the day!
Self-care and importance are very important to her
So she brings out the chocolate and face masks to set a calming mood
Little kisses and pecks are a huge yes
On the cheek, forehead, lips, palms, head, anywhere she can quickly get her hands on
Of course, she is a bit shy about her romantic life in public
As much as she tries to be discrete about it, pretty much everybody knows
Thanks to Izumo and Kotetsu gossiping about catching you two on a date, the rumors spread like wildfire
Kure couldn’t help but turn into a tomato when her students (more like just Kiba, being the drama and gossip queen that he is) confronted her about it
Take a break | Drabble
“I’m so done with these month-long jobs, ‘Renai.” You groaned, flopping onto your bed and girlfriend’s stomach, “My fingers are going to actually fall off if I have to throw another shuriken this week.” Propping herself up onto her elbows, Kurenai stroked your hair and whipped the tears that had pooled in the edges of your eyes, “Take the rest of the week off, ok Babe? My kids are leaving for a D-rank with Gai’s kids tomorrow, so we’ll have the rest of the time for ourselves.” She smiled sweetly and peppered your face with kisses; her cherry chapstick leaving a bit of stickiness in a few spots. “I’m gonna spoil you so much that you’re gonna forget about your stress,” Kurenai affirmed lovingly. You didn’t know what you would do without her. She was your anchor to sanity and kept you full of all the love and affection that a girl could ask for.
Poly Relationship | Anko x Kurenai x f!reader
Dating these two has been so freaking good for you
Especially for your self-esteem
Between all the chaotic cafe/mall dates and the calming spa dates
You always feel like you’re cared for to the max
These three of you are literally the most badass throuple ever
They keep you sane but with a touch of insanity because things honestly wouldn’t be fun without a bit of chaos
You don’t know what you would do without the two of them
Every day before them seemed so bland and dull compared to what it’s like now
They are literally two of the most understanding and kind people you know
Anko with her hyper and stubborn mind
Ready to give you and Kurenai a list of why she loves the two of you
And her lack of hesitance to track down and beat up anyone who talks shit about any of you
Kurenai and her quick thinking and ability to higher understand both of your mental states
The immediate comfort that just her presence provides
And the warmth of her smile and embraces
“I love you two so much…”
#fanfic#anime#naruto fanfic#queer stuff#lesbian fic#gxg fluff#gxg#Drabble#Naruto#naruto fic#kurenai x reader#Kurenai x f!reader#Anko x reader#Anko x f!reader#Kurenai x Anko x reader#Kurenai x Anko x f!reader#Anko x Kurenai x reader#Anko x Kurenai x f!reader#lesbian#bisexual#wlw positivity#wlw post#Headcanons#Naruto Headcanons#Kurenai Headcanons#Anko Headcanons#poly relationship#polyamory#ask anu
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Okay hi again I’m “that” anonymous emmm so :
First) yes ik I might need therapy 😅 and yes Ik that growing up with absent parents that needed me taking care of them more than they did with me is something that may scarred me for life… but I swear if I ever find myself in a position where I was ready to have kids I’m gonna give the world and everything cuz c’mon guys they’re tiny humans that I brought to life. And life is already hard I’m not gonna make it harder for them life my parents did😃.
Second) my main job is babysitting rn and I just love kids and spending time with them and how innocent and pure they are so I can’t imagine causing any kind of trauma for any of them let alone that kid being my own.
Third) that anon was just written to be taken with light hear I was literally just writing it for fun and laughs Ik I have jealousy tendencies and it’s engraved deep in me but hell am not letting it ruin my kids life.
And finally I’m seriously sorry if I upset anyone with it, it wasn’t my intention.
OK see so we just needed a little clarification see Yuri got the first step done you know about it and you acknowledged it. But it’s good that you want to give your kids that good life of course anyone would want to do the same thing I know I want to do the same thing in my past relationship my father was very jealous of my boyfriend when it was a completely different relationship.
So, in a way, you can kind of say it was emotional incest, but I didn’t reciprocated that way because I like my own space and the relationships are completely different. How did this affect me? It affected my relationship greatly….
But either way, if I did come off harsh or anyone else I am sorry but the important part is that you recognize that therapy could help you and that you do have the issue and no one deserves to have absent parents like that🫂
Thank you for the clarity
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unironically i kinda hate how sonic feels and acts in newer media (specifically prime and a bit of idw)
rant/tangent time wooo
note: might be a bit unorganized due to this being on my old azz galaxy s7 edge lol
alright. So i just finished reading the idw sonic comics allll the way up to the the most recent side comic, Scrapnik Island #4.
So like, while reading the main idw comic i kinda felt like.. sonic was just kinda a dick near the end for no reason??? Like yeah hes mostly fine in the beginning but once we get to the point where people put these high expectations on him and hes basically under a lot of pressure (which i understand) but i feel like the way they are characterizing him is just :
"haha sonic doesnt care and acts on inpulse like a dick and doesnt recognize the shit hes done and is basically a little shit lmao he also is just kinda and idiot and seems to forget things on the basis of when it most convient for him !!!"
i didnt really feel much of it in idw until the later chapters, but it started to get prevalent when i was reading these in between me watching Sonic Boom. (The Show, which is my favorite outside of AOSTH.)
Now personally, i think Sonic Boom's charactasation of Sonic is probably the best one we have had in a long while. Although its a comedy, i like how sonic is aware of what's going on and takes into account what his friends are suggesting.
Like the episode where he does something that affects a citizen of the town, (minds going blank on what the towns name is lmao) and when his friends (and the other villagers) let him join the whole "talk about our feelings" club thing,
at first, he opposes the idea of apologizing saying that calling people "people" isnt bad, (ik this was played for jokes it still supports my argument.) they encourage him to recognize that what he did was wrong,, and they tell him to go apologize, and he does, albeit with a bit of "ok fine i admit it pls go away" but atleast he doesnt outright deny it or seem stupid for trying to do so and failing.
Thats my issue with prime, sonic just seems like an oblivious idiot who doesnt recogize how to read the damn room and listen to his friends when it matters most. He acts like a tiny child, which doesnt make sense to me, because hes been through adventures and times similar to this and for most of the newer media they dont wanna recognize sonics shortcomings and upbringings as a character at all??????? Like i think frontiers got it right with the story, and sonic who understood what was going on and stopped every once in a while to smell the roses and help his friends!
But in newer media outside of frontiers, it seems like sonic doesnt know how to smell the fucking roses every once in a while and stop thinking on impulse, like they are making him seem like he only acts on impulse, all the damn time, with no regards of what was or is being said to him or even taking it into account???
Like yes, we fucking get it sonic can sometimes act on impulse when hes in a stressful situation thats what makes him seem real, makes him seem human.
But, when you make him into this douche canoe who acts on inpulse all the time, disregards his friends when it matters most, and casually dissapoints them when ever he feels like it, or when it benefits him (cough cough the picnic scene in prime), i dont think most people would want him to have a good time, which im sure is the reason why most people, including myself, thought sonic deserved that punch from shadow. (who is great in prime btw, was okay in boom too but needed more time to flesh him out outside of 3 eps hes supper immature and i love him lmao) He's a dick. And i dont like him.
So, i hope to god they rewrite sonics character in prime s2 because he was unrionically just a giant fuckin dick instead of a snarky but caring 'anti hero' (like in boom) and that makes me really mad grahhhh
[also side tangent i dont hate prime (lemme make this clear) this whole sonic rant was just me nitpicking how sonic is currently in media outside of frontiers
ALSO ALSO SIDE TANGENT 2 HOW DID THEY FUCK UP SONIC SO BAD BUT GOT SHADOW ALL GOOD AND SHIT????? WHATT???? BRO THEY ARE POLAR OPPOSITE CIRCLE GRAPHS WHICH OVERLAP THEY ARE NOT THAT HARD TO MAKE SOBS INTENTLY]
#myst1calrambles#sonic the hedgehog#sonic#sonicidw#sonic prime#sonicboom#sonic rant#sorry for ranting so much grrr#i was tired of this thing#had to get out at some point#prime just made me rly mad#sonic prime spoilers
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Ok. I’ll be nice to people and put the Schizo & Chihuahueño trauma-bonding-projection-comfort-love rant under a cut.
Maybe one of the reasons I like Chihuahuas is because of their misunderstood personified nature along with how often they’re abandoned, euthanized(only dog breed euthanized more is the American Pit Bull Terrier), and mocked reminds me of growing up being paranoid and how people think that they understand it once they read or are told about it yet usually fail to recognize and react mercifully to paranoia when it happens.
Chihuahuas are used as symbolism for anxiety once personified; their homeostasis requires a lot of trembling that we associate with fear, they’re tiny predators from a vast territory that’s dangerous to their proneness for dehydration and that’s always been full of stronger predators, they have to be more vigilant and better at hiding, they’re always on guard and guarding their supplies.
Chihuahua traits are then further misunderstood from a mixture of willful ignorance and genuine human inability to comprehend what they’re seeing. They’re treated without their needs met(can’t say most of them are “raised”)and often punished or forcefully have their boundaries removed consistently when they shouldn’t be, leading to them being “bad dogs”. Because they’re going to stress out and become unstable if they don’t feel safe and secure.
Because the smallest breed accepted into the kennel club association is scared from seeing the world as that large and powerful then hardly has it’s emotional needs met from owners refusing to try to get onto their level, viewing it as a behavioral problem when a pet Chi has strict boundaries or guarding, the bigger issue personification and devaluation of their species happens:
Chihuahuas have bodies shorter than 1ft that can easily sneak and hide where we can’t reach or see, legs that are perfect for them to outmaneuver or charge, and they have canines. While they’re more sensitive to fight/flight-mode so the reason may have different context overall,….a Chihuahua will use those canines just like any other dog, except they jump immediately to kill intent because they aren’t blessed to have the safety of anything lesser dished out.
It’s scary when it’s a Chihuahua because their sense of perceived threat is so large that their charges are desperate. That Chihuahua darted from under the chair his owner was in while snarling at you and snapping his teeth at whatever comes in contact with him like a mad dog because you stepped near his owner and his territory, and he isn’t sure if you’re going to hurt them.
Unlike a larger dog, a Chihuahua is both a predator and a prey animal, a Chi can’t take the chances of letting someone it doesn’t know for fact is safe closer to him or his loved one because to a Chihuahua, being touched by someone they haven’t decided to be loyal to is the same as letting themselves be killed. & unfortunately, people have been proving this irrational fear of theirs kinda true to them by reacting without sympathy or with focus only on their own hurt or disappointment as the human in charge. ♻️ A cycle worsens!
So Chihuahuas are abandoned, killed, then mocked and hated widespread using the very misunderstanding that hurts them and whoever they attack to justify that mistreatment.
Are Chihuahuas bad dogs or little dogs that are born into a big world that doesn’t understand or show patience and grace about it being much more dangerous for them to exist than the larger predators; including their families of humans, cats, and other dogs?
Did my Chihuahua know from senses and instincts that she was the same species as my Border Collie? Did she view herself as a weak and small, scolded failure that should have been like my Border Collie? Do human beliefs and mockeries ever reach them and affect them? Do the Chihuahuas and other “sassy” little dogs that hang around my work know that the 100+lbs dogs everyone fawns over, frolicking with no worries in the world, that keep naively trying to play with them by getting in their face by force are the same species?
Do people remember that they’re the same species and take that into account, how variable one species of mammal can be?
I almost hope to God and all that’s good in the world that people are somehow, despite contradictory evidence and testimony, correct when they hate on Chihuahuas.
I don’t want to think that the dog who grew up with me could have felt confused or wrong by the literal fact that she wasn’t my Border Collie and couldn’t do anything to assert her boundaries in a house with a Collie, multiple cats, and 4 humans.
I hope Chi’s lack the ability to feel alienation, self awareness of their size, comparison to others, injustice, senses to notice the hormones and weird familiarity of other dogs, and love— I really hope it’s true for their sake that they don’t feel that. They’re just bad dogs. It would be a less ugly story if that were true. People wouldn’t have to be uncomfortable with their actions or take responsibility for how they raise and care for vulnerable creatures if that were true.
But I know it’s not fully true, and I know my first 2 dogs were especially important to me and meant a lot to me for comfort because I noticed parallels with how people kept making “jokes” about them while claiming to love them, and how they treated a sick child who had never felt human enough like others, always dehumanized, but still always expected to act like a normal and “good” child, like good kids, normal, like your good sister, like your sister who wasn’t psychologically built all weird and fucked up like you:). psychologically different when it suits them, violent and cruel and unpredictably dangerous as a choice when it suits them, an annoying and pathetic joke with no worth when it suites them, full of potential and fun quirks when it suits them, but why in the world does it become more unpredictable with time treated as a weird, outcasted, “kinda”-animal? Maybe because you’re not treating Chihuahuas with the same basic respect for other dogs. Maybe because you never treated me with the same basic respect as other kids?
I always felt comfort of knowing that, even though Tito and Coco were dogs and didn’t understand the reasoning and senses of humans, even if they didn’t understand that their world was different yet based on the same expectations and needs as large dogs, they were still experiencing a similar mistreatment born out of ignorance and refusal to let go of ignorance and denial in favor of human pride, avoidance of responsibility, convenience/laziness, or fear of admitting to past mistakes/regrets. Or maybe you’re an asshole.
#…#border collies are considered the most intelligent dog breed and trained as such. I agree HOWEVER#is the measurement of IQ fair? what is intelligence? for a dog? and has human bias of saying border collies are the smartest#lead to higher rates of border collies being trained by professionals and thus smarter to humans in large numbers? idk#I wanna see what traits they used and if they included diverse ages and backgrounds and took into account how many border collies are bred#to be working dogs. bc for SOME FUCKING REASON— IDK HOW SCIENCE FAILED IF IT WAS DONE RIGHT#BUT CHIHUAHUA ISNT ON THE HIGH IQ LIST. OK? GUESS WHICH BREED IS THOUGH. AND HIGH UP THERE.#LABRADOR RETRIEVERS AND GOLDEN RETRIEVERS. AND GERMAN SHEPHERDS. I’m sorry I’m not saying they’re lesser I’m just saying I don’t see much#true problem solving and some of the most wild mistakes and bad choices and huge problems caused by them Not Thinking But Good Intents!😀👍💀💖#most of the high IQ list is working dogs. and many aren’t skilled at problem solving unless trained well and early so is IQ just still…#‘easiest to control/make how we want them’??? 🤦🏻 I know it’s not a good tool in general but my prob is how it’s still used as major.#anyway this was about stpd/schizo and my attachment to chihuahuas partially
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This week on tales from therapy:
(honestly this got way ramblier then I meant it to and that’s the only reason it’s under a cut, but it does talk a lot about guilt complexes and emotional abuse so be warned?)
therapist helped me realize that I somehow expect apologies to be an instant cure all. That I was constantly expected to give them over tiny things when I was little and expected to drop anything that someone else had apologized for, even if they kept doing the thing.
This has hurt me in two ways that are, in retrospect, obvious, but which I hadn’t actually realized.
One I did start to notice last year but wasn’t sure how to handle: “I apologized, what else am I supposed to do?” Not as in, thinking that I didn’t have to change my behavior, but as in, feeling like other people didn’t believe my apologies were sincere because they were still hurt, even if it had been an accident. I had always been expected to just move on if someone apologized and it never really occurred to me that it was natural to still feel hurt because I always thought I was a shithead for it.
The other is the bigger one: I don’t know how to move on without an apology. I’ve been told I hold grudges too long and I’ve said myself that vindication is one of my biggest driving forces. I can’t truly believe that I was right and the other person was wrong unless they say so themselves. And that’s never going to happen in most cases.
I hadn’t even connected the two issues to each other. Hell, I barely knew what to do with the first issue at all and instead was just stuck in a zone where I assumed that if people didn’t forgive me when I apologized, they never would and now they hate me forever, despite the number of times I’d said myself to someone that I was gonna need a couple days to calm down about stuff. Which actually meant that virtually anyone that I’d ever even felt the slight need to apologize to - even tiny, “whoops sorry I bumped into you” or for talking to much - I assume subconsciously still hates me if they never said “it’s ok” or anything like that.
No really. I already knew that I walk around 24/7 assuming all but like 5 people I talk to are sick of me and don’t actually want to deal with me and that I’m on thin ice with 3 of those 5. I already knew that I existed in a constant state of assuming that I was inconveniencing others just by existing. And these are emotions that I already knew were bullshit and that my medication helps me drown out but not entirely. I had not realized until then that one of the most common things that puts people in to the “everyone else” category into the “safe 5 people” category for me is “I thought I upset them, so I apologized, and they didn’t acknowledge it, so I assume the way I upset them is so awful that it’s unforgiveable in their brain so now every time they interact with me I’m sure that’s the only thing they’re thinking of.”
Even when the thing that I did that I thought upset them was like. Send too many DMs. Or miss their stream. Or forget they were vegan and offer them ice cream. Or something else that they never actually showed real signs of being upset with me for, I just panicked and thought they were mad. So often I was apologizing for stuff they weren’t even upset about, so of course they didn’t say “it’s ok” or anything, because lol silly what were you even apologizing for?
And a huge part of why that’s my automatic assumption?
Because I had so many things that went on for so long that are the only thing I can think of when dealing with that person. Because my folks and my evil ex and some of my “friends” over the years have all had zero regard for how their actions affected me, and I was still on some level expecting an apology and expecting that to make everything ok. Because my entire system of right and wrong somehow hinges on making the bad guy admit they fucked up or something - like I can’t definitively say, “no, I was right to feel hurt” instead of feeling guilty about being upset with them until they actually say “I was wrong, I’m sorry.”
And honestly I think half of why I tell the same stories over and over to so many people is because I’m seeking that validation - I want someone to agree with me and say I was right, except it’s insatiable. No matter how many people agree it doesn’t matter because the one person in any given situation whose admission that I was correct mattered was never going to.
Ma is never going to apologize for anything that happened when I was little, because she truly believes she was just being a parent. My evil ex is never going to apologize for driving me further into my eating disorders or trying to control me because that’s what he was trying to do. The boss who made us work off the clock and smashed ice cream in my face is never going to apologize even though he’s in jail for domestic violence shit now because he’s the kind of guy who winds up in jail for domestic violence and also because he probably doesn’t remember I exist. So on.
I don’t need their permission to move on though. I don’t have to let this anger keep eating me.
And hopefully learning to let go of that will also help me stop assuming everyone else is mad at me all the time, too.
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