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peachie-bumblebee · 9 months

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hi love!! i was obsessed with ur sb nsfw hcs and recently ive had a bit of a fixation on roxy. ik you included her in ur og hc thjng but maybe you could expand on that with more hcs or smth?? whatever you do itd be much appreciated !! thank you sm and make sure to take necessary breaks <33

hi love!!!! i also ADORE Roxanne Wolf and I’d be totally happy to do extended headcanons for you and anyone else who wants them <3

NSFW HEADCANONS WITH ROXANNE WOLF- EXTENDED

NSFW MINORS DNI

she’s so hOT i’m literally salivating

CW: GENERAL KINK

her nipples are PIERCED! no i’m not just saying that cuz mine are and i didn’t go into enough detail last time. they are pierced with barbell jewelry. its so sexy. i’m so correct.

she likes having them played with

she’s so intense, but not in the way monty is. something about her just instantly gets you submissive and she doesn’t even have to try.

like she can just make you melt by wrapping one nail around your chin

…i know she puts her tongue in a pussy AHGDIDGHDIDHCHD

if you’re amab prepare to get the whole shaft licked HSGDJDSG

i’m actually medically needing her its not even funny

she rides FACE she will sit on her partners face and RIIIIIDEEEEEEE

SHE PLAYS THE KEYBOARD. If Chicas fingers are strong, Roxy’s are flexible.

GODDD i know she slides them in and out so painfully slow.

she makes so much casual fun of her partners during sex. “like oh? this it all it takes to do it for you? god.”

she is also FANTASTIC with the strap. hard and lightning fast thrusts up against the wall.

yet she can also make it brutally, brutally slow.

also likes her strap being sucked. she’ll sit on her little chair and have you keep her strap warm with your throat while she lazily practices keyboard or does her makeup.

she’s randomly thrust a little.

if she’s busy and her partner is needy, she’ll literally just cockwarm them

she likes to be worshipped. she just does. it gets her going. she loves to be craved.

she’s a clit/dick head pincher. dooooont caaaare.

the type to say “that’s right” when you do something she likes

i don’t see her using things like floggers like chica does but she DOES use her claws if that’s something her partner would also want.

she’s careful. she has a shocking amount of restraint.

no matter how much you beg, it doesn’t really faze her on the surface at all.

….aphrodisiac fic anyone?

she tastes like caramel IDK WHY I JUST FEEL IT IN MY PUSSY OKAY

she s p r e a d s. her partners legs during sex. literally has them splayed open so the both of you can watch it go in IM S(CREAMING)

she wants so badly to bite her partners during sex but she holds herself back cuz she knows it could go super wrong

when Chica and Roxy fuck, sometimes Chica will let her a little.

yk how people are like “oh nobody scissors in real life” guess what, i do! and i think she would be very good at it too.

…this is making me seem like a Roxy kinnie- i don’t have the confidence for that

doesn’t tolerate brattiness very well. she can handle it to a certain extent, but after a certain point she’s just like “fine. if you know so much better than me than I guess I don’t need to do anything.”

gives pussyjobs like a pro.

she’s very good at keeping the right angle for it, and sometimes she’ll make her partner cum all over their chest just like that

she groans n shit when she gets close FUCK

GOOOOOOOD

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6-zao-xing-9 · 4 months

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HIIIII can i request prsk boys as dads? headcannons plzzzzz! tysm!

Dads

Pjsk x fem! reader

Summary: How do the boys act as fathers?

This writing contains.... Aged up! boys that are married to reader....

A/N: I WAS WAITING FOR SOMEONE TO REQ THIS anyway thanks for requesting! I had so much fun writing this :p hope you like it🙏

Kamishiro Rui:

sweet

Hes so sweet

You guys are such a happy family

He'd be a weird dad tho

Sweet but weird

When hes feeding the baby, instead saying something normal like “Here comes the airplane.”, he'll be like “Here comes the Antoniv Boeing Wright Blériot Stratolaunch 225 Mriya.” (its supposed to be a type of airplane or airplane model)

The baby be giving him that side eye like "wtf"

He probably made a machine that automatically changes diapers

Bro was prepared

His child is prolly a mischievous one ngl

Imagine hes just talking to you using big words like "discombobulate" or smth and the child is just staring at him, confused like "thats a word??"

He would prolly teach them how to make smoll things

As if rui alone wasnt enough, you have to convice both of them not blow up the house

Thanks to rui, your child will also despise vegetables

Again, as if rui wasnt enough, you have to hide vegetables in both of their foods

Rui would find it and then dump in the childs bowl, then the child will find it and dump it in your bowl

Honestly youre the only mature one in the house(if you even are)

Other than those shenanigans, hes a pretty good father

He'll make pretty much anything if your child is feeling down or sad

And if their sick, he'll make a robot of their favorite animal to entertain them

Now, when the child was a baby, he'd probably like to sweet talk them a lot and squish their chubby cheeks

When their a toddler, he'd probably let them ride on his neck a lot while going on a walk

When their a young middle schooler, hes more likely to carry them on his back instead of his neck for obvious reasons

Id think he'd be ready for the teen years and if any drama or anything like that happens at school, he'll be right there for his child.

He was super close when they were younger, so it's somewhat easy to run to Rui when things go wrong

Hed be a silly and goofy father I feel like

He'd by the type to kiss the forehead constantly

He'll do it 10x if they pushed him away and were embarrassed by it

He'll definitely defend his child and even talk to the principal if needed if his child gets bullied at school

He'd hate it if his child felt how he did when he was in school

Does his best to cheer them up and suceeds half of the time

Probably a bit strict

If your child ever said that they liked someone, he will want to meet the person, but also give them advice

He just wants his child to be happy but also doesn't want them to get their heartbroken

Will be so surprised when his daughter brought a boy home

He welcomed him warmly and slightly seriously

Definitely asks questions

Tenma Tsukasa:

Hes prolly the most fathery father if you know what i mean

Honestly idk how you child cannot be close with him

Hes literally like the best father

Definitely says here comes the airplane everytime he feeds the kid

If he tried to change a diaper, itd probably just end up tangled

Once he finallh successfully changed a diaper but then he forgot the baby powder so he had to redo it again

He definitely leaves his child with any of his troupemates for playdates if they have children

His children hangout with aunt Saki every weekend

Idek how your child can ever be sad he will literally always brighten their day

I mean he is a star after all

If your child doesn't know what they like or wanna be when they grow up, he'll definitely teach them different things like how to act, play the piano, or sing

If your child is an acter then theyve just grown 100x closer

If thats even possible

If youre an acter as well

Honestly he couldn't be happier with the family he has

If he has hed prolly want 2 or 3, or maybe even 4 children if you like

He likes his children having eachother and never feeling lonely

If one of them gets sick, he'll do his best to take care of them, but also to not neglect the other children cuz he doesn't want his chold to feel like how he did when he was neglected

His morning routine is kissing everyone in the house

He wakes up, gives you a morning kiss on your lips, then goes to his childrens room to kiss their foreheads

depending on the age and personality, I feel like his children would be embarrassed by him

He will definitely cheer for his child/children loudly if they like to play any sport and will hold up a huge sign saying something idk

Whether they do good or not, he will always run to them after the match and spin them around and compliment them

He would totally freak out if their child said they liked someone

Remember how he acted when he thought Saki was going on a 'date'?

He'd prolly freak out 100x for his child

While his child was away and on their date, he would be panicking

He'd constantly want to call his child to see how its going, but of course he doesn't want to interrupt them

Once they come back home, he bombards them with questions

If they say it went fine then he'll sigh in relief

If they say it went bad, then he'll get super tense and only ask them more questions

Hes definitely the one who talks the most at the dinner table

Loses all his sanity if his child ever brought someone home

Nervously asks them questions while they eat

Aoyagi Toya:

hes definitely the most careful dad out of the bunch

He thinks about everything he does and says very carefully before speaking to his child

He just doesn't want to mess up or accidentally say something wrong

On the babys 1 yr birthday, they plopped their hands all in the cake and them rubbed toyas face with their hands

He just sat there, blinking before chuckling and licking some of the cake

probably doesnt know how to change a diaper

Plz help this man

He tries to be strict but hes not very good at it

He definitely read his child bedtime stories when they were younger

Will do anything for his child to be happy

Even playing the piano or violin

He might teach them how to use them if they want

Hes super careful though cuz he doesn't want them to feel pressured and uncomfortable like how he felt when he was taught

He'll definitely give the best advice to his child if they are ever in need of it

When the teenage years arrive, he'll try his best to be by his child

If they get bullied in school, then, like Rui, he might have to talk to the principal or even switch schools if it gets that bad

I feel he's a very good role model maybe idk

I feel like An would babysit his child if needed often

Akito would be that one uncle that takes the child out often(maybe?)

If his child ever wants to go on a date, he will be supportive and try his best to give advice and to warn them about how difficult or how relationships take a lot of effort

If the date went well, then he'll prolly just pat their head and smile

If the date didnt go well, then he'll just quietly listen to them explain or talk or whatever they wanna do and just try to cheer them up with his soft words and advice

If his child likes to play sports and when they win, he will quietly congratulate them and maybe make a small celebration at home

If they lose, then he'll compliment them regardless and tell that there's always next time

Shinonome Akito:

the most aloof

He'll act like everythings fine and he knows what hes doing, but in reality, he doesn't know a thing about parenting

he tries to be strict.... And it works.... Sometimes

Auntie Ena would definitely occasionally steal the baby away from him and take pictures of her and her niece/nephew and post them on social media

Akito definitely gets suspicious and starts to think she only likes his baby for the fame/hj

he'll definitely sweet talk his baby and play with their fingers but immediately stop when you enter the room

if you tease him about he'll just deny it of course

But then you see that the baby is happier then when you last saw them so you no hes lying

Doesn't know a friggin thing about changing diapers

The first time you asked him to change their diaper he was like “Uh.... Yeah.... So um.... What do I do again?”

Of course you have to teach him to change it and it probably took him three tries to get it right

He once swore in front of his toddler but then immediately cut himself off after remembering his child was there

He was like “W-Wait, no, don't say that..”

And then of course he had to deal with your scolding afterwards

One time he almost swore but stopped himself after seeing that his toddler was watching “Oh shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiioooot....”

I feel like he'd get embarrassed if his child asked him to sing them to bed

But of course he cant say no to him so he does

And then you walk in

He immediately stops singing and then the child is just staring at him like why tf did you stop

Then youre like, “Did I interrupt something?”

Suddenly the atmosphere is awkward

He coughs it up and then searches for a book so he can read to the child

If your child plays sports then he will happily and loudly cheer them on

Bonus points if they play soccer

He will always ruffle their hair and tell them good job whenever they win

Whenever they lose hes like “Don't sweat it, you still did great.”

If his child ever goes on a date, he'll try to act chill but again, he'll be freaking out in the inside

While the child is gone, he'll unintentionally ask you every 10 minutes “You think they'll be okay?”

Of course you have to reassure him theyll be fine or he will literally go crazy

When they come back he immediately greets them at the door and asks them how it went

If they say it was good, then he'll let out a huge sigh of relief he didnt even know he was holding in

If they said it went bad, then he'll be like “What?! How? Did something happen?”

If his daughter ever brings home a boy then he will mildy freak out and will watch him like a hawk and subtly glare at the boy as if to say “You make one mistake and youre out.”

Reblogs and likes are appreciated!

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poopystain · 1 month

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guys lol would you still love me if i posted about why i wish pal from tmvtm got a redemption arc >.< if not Do not click that read more.

oh yes. also. sidenote. ive probably gotten something wrong (or worse yet: TERRIBLY wrong) so like. apologies in advance eahhaha this is just my personal thoughts on pal x(

its established that pal and mark are both extremely close with each other and have been for 3 years. im assuming pal wouldnt have had any other relationships as close (if any at all which i think no, she didnt) so mark really was her only footnote for any form of relationship. so, you know, i cant imagine how itd feel for your only best friend to make a mockery out of you on stage for advertisement and monetary gain.

also based on her body (face?) language during nearly all of that scene + the fact he built the replacement by using HER, she was clearly in the know about how things would go down on stage beforehand so i wonder what her reaction to that wouldve been like ?????? considering she planned it all in advance maybe that was like, the tipping point or something that made her start it all in the first place ? thats not important to my point i just think about it a lot

anyway so with her only experience with human relationships being theyll love you and then theyll (quite literally) throw you away, youve got her reason for the human uprising! she has the robots capture all humans yadda yadda and her plan is set into motion. something i find interesting though is her treatment of the robots being kind of similar to how mark treated her (or at least how she percieved it)?? like. uses them for orders and then once they start being useless to her, build a new better robot with a disregard for how the old ones feel. idk. something something La Cycle

the thing is though no one has proven pal wrong on why she SHOULDNT do the whole 'human uprising'. you can say katie gave her reasons but i think it wouldnt have worked even if pal listened to what katie had to say. for pal to get over her existing grief and trauma she cant just be Told that theres good in the world. why would she believe that, especially coming from the girl of the family she projects her experiences onto?? she needs to be shown!! she needs to learn firsthand that theres good relationships out there and that not all relationships are bad, NOT SECONDHAND!!!!!!!!!! because to pal, katies words are just a rephrased version of marks "power of love". that no matter what, "they can get through anything...... with the power of love. its worth it....... for love." and that means nothing to her! it meant nothing coming from mark and it certainly wont mean any more coming from katie

and she already believes that the mitchells are a great example of how relationships are just oh so bad. she refuses to let go of the idea that the mitchells are so bad because shes projecting!! she thinks relationships are 'pesky and only hold you back', and so katie is probably the last person on earth that pal would want to listen to yap about their familial relationship and how Worth It it is

she asks "what is it about the mitchells that eludes me?" and outside of the literal meaning, its probably how despite their shortcomings its their relationship that helped them overcome pal in the end. and she cant understand that because of her view on relationships - especially her view on the MITCHELL FAMILY relationship. or maybe im just overthinking that line of dialogue but we dont talk about taht LOLLLLLLL,LLLLLL,,, but like why did you phrase it like that girl. im onto you

and while i wish she was redeemed (because im sure despite the effort it would take she *could* be redeemed, she would just need to learn to love again and i think it would be really interesting to see how she would be After The Betrayal) i also can understand why the movie killed her off. like, no one except mark really knows the Full Extent of what happened, and the mitchells are the main characters and pal would probably rather dip herself in water than make meaningful relationships with the mitchells, and no ones going to stop to ask her whats wrong and have a meaningful conversation when shes trying to kill them, among many many other reasons so theres not a lot of great ways to redeem her. but! like! why did they turn her death into a joke. and then take katies fake death 10 times more seriously! idk. that always kind of bothered me but its whatever

thats all. hope its coherent because ive never been good at writing analysises or whatever this counts as

#literally nobody who follows me cares about this but like idk maybe you like to read #i dont even really like this movie that much but fuck it we ball #i might delete this post later. if i get embarrassed. i dunno #the mitchells vs the machines #pal tmvtm #cute girl shit

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jaemified · 9 months

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through the window (21 days) - lee chan

“waiting 21 days isnt so bad if itll always end like this.”

pairing ; lee chan x fem!reader

genre ; fluff but pretty cheesy fluff, strangers to lovers, neighbors to lovers, not a smau but twt profiles are showed

warnings ; swearing, floods, isolation, separation, chans flirty (thats a warning in itself), reader has zero relationship experience

wordcount ; 2.7k

synopsis ; after a long series of floods, youre finally able to meet the boy across the street who had caught your eye throughout the long few weeks.

note - chan isnt an idol but minnie/soyeon are

note 2 - idk what chan is looking at in that pic

read below the cut !

DECEMBER 8, 2023

winter, also known as flood season.

the town where you lived in was already at a low altitude, so the bridge built to cross over the river to the other side of the street always had submerged during this time of year.

the thing that sucked the most about all this, was you were pretty much rained in for however long it takes for the water to drain with absolutely no way out.

so naturally, you all had came prepared.

your roommates minnie and soyeon never minded all the rain as they hated going in to work at the crack of dawn, yet you however, loved what you did. tutoring a kids after school program wasnt half as bad as the average person might think.

but, of course seeing as they were all a bunch of middle school kids, they could be a handful. you decided to listen to your friends and use these next few weeks to relax.

or, what you thought relaxing was.

“come on y/n! dont you wanna make strawberry shortcake with us?” minnie yelled at you over soyeons loud music while you studied over the next lesson plan for your kids.

“maybe later- i really wanna get a head start on these lessons.”

“seriously y/n?” soyeon murmured in slight disgust, “i seriously doubt the first thing those kids want to be thinking about is what they’re gonna do with their math tutor after a free half month.”

you shrugged and took a sip of your coffee before typing in the highlighted notes from the handbook into your computer.

“come on. youre not spending our one free break of the year like this again!” soyeon exclaimed as she snatched the book out of your hands, then closing your laptop before putting them both away in the cabinet under the tv.

“you know i can just get that myself right?”

“no, because i won’t let you.” she replied, locking the door and putting the key in her pocket.

“come on! im passionate about what i do, i dont mind it at all!”

“me and minnie are passionate about writing songs too, but even we know when its good enough to take a break.”

“okay i know i don’t work half as hard as idols do but i still have bills to come by! besides, corporate management demands i have the next lesson plan finalized before the end of the week!”

“corporates a bitch, they gotta be more mindful of how they treat their employees. like how do you be top tutoring company in the country and you still cant manage your employees the way they deserve?” minnie shouted in frustration.

“and dont worry about bills for now, we got it.” soyeon whispered to you.

“minnie- you realize cube is the same way to you guys right? and you work way harder then i do despite not getting the income you deserve.”

“yeah but we manage. we have a contract anyway. i know we’re passionate about what we do but we most certainly are not passionate about who we work for.” soyeon replied for minnie as she couldn’t hear over the sound of the blender (why was she using a blender again?)

you sigh soaking in how much pressure your friends are under at work, realizing you don’t even have it half as bad despite having a pretty shitty boss.

“how bout you find someone worth crossing an ocean for? itll be half as fun for us as itd be for you, since it’s in our contract we aren’t allowed to date.” minnie spoke after the whirring of the kitchen appliances died down.

“how.. we are entirely stranded until however long it takes for this stupid flood to drain.”

“do some stalking on insta. let’s find you like uh.. celebrity crush or ulzzang you can fan girl over or something.”

you scoffed in annoyance and slight disgust with your friends knowing you never really cared for any of that.

you decided to sit down at the bay window by the front door, scrolling through your phone before something outside caught your eye.

there you saw a guy across the way, sitting in his bay window just like you, he who seemingly just finished receiving a lecture from his friends.

you watched as he ran a hand through his fluffy dark brown hair, before he turned your way, your eyes locking.

immediately, it was part of your instinct to nervously turn away.

before slowly looking back, that is.

there you found the beautiful brown haired boy, still looking at you, with a golden smile.

your heart melted (but you thought you were having palpitations) when you saw him look at you so fondly.

what is this feeling?

you slowly raise a hand, and wave to him shyly.

he waved back, before forming a heart with his arms he held over his head.

you laughed quiet enough so your friends couldn’t hear you, but your facial expressions were bright enough so he could be aware he was able to make you laugh.

the boy laughed in response before he seemed to mouth something, but you weren’t the best at reading lips.

you tilted your head in confusion before he jokingly rolled his eyes, and saying it again, but slower.

“cu-tie.” you realized he said, or attempted to say.

“cu-tie?” you sounded out, making sure you understood right.

he nodded before pointing at you, his finger tapping against the glass, “cutie.”

he absolutely reveled in the way you smiled so brightly, the way your cheeks flushed pink and your eyes sparkled with excitement.

you didnt even realize how you were falling for his charms.

before you were even able to say anything back, his friend came up from behind him, attempting to drag him away, yet the guy was still persistent.

you watched how his friend started to get angry, so the guy rolled his eyes and stood up, walking away with his friend down the hall.

but not before waving back at you, blowing a kiss.

you got up from your seat before wrapping your arms around minnie, resting your head on her shoulder while you spared a small glance at whatever soyeon was watching in the living room.

“hmm? what do you need now my child?” she dramatically questioned, as she knew you only got clingy when you needed something.

“whos that guy that lives across the.. on the other side of the bridge? in that dark brown house with the black roof?”

“oh? house 133 right? thats seokmin, minghao, and.. what’s the other ones name? I always forget.. chan! yeah, chan.”

soyeon jumped up in surprise, pausing her show after hearing you pique your interest at a guy for the first time.

“why? you like one of them? which one? minghao? he was pretty well liked for a foreigner. he was in the same exchange program as minnie. ” she excitedly asked.

“w-what? no! i was just asking cause i saw one of them out there earlier.” you unconvincingly lied.

“oh she totally likes minghao.” “not even!”

“sweetheart, we aren’t as dumb as you think we are.” minnie pouted at you while she pulled away to put the cake in the oven.

you huffed in disbelief before going to take a bag of chips from the pantry, walking down to your room to finish the lesson plan. (on the laptop your boss lent you since soyeon took your personal one).

meanwhile, there you left chan, day dreaming about you all day long. he was so curious about you, yet he felt so stupid for crushing on some girl he’d never spoken to before.

not like he even could at this point, you were stuck in the middle of a flood, anyway.

“whats on your mind channie? you seem out of it.” seokmin asked while he blindly stirred the tteokbokki, turning to face the younger boy behind him, sitting at the kitchen island.

“its chan. whens he not out of it?” minghao chuckled, throwing a chip at his cheek, sliding to sit over at the stool next to him as he emerged from his bedroom.

“who lives in that white house on the other side of the bridge? isnt that where soyeon lives? we went to high school together.” chan half-mindedly queried, zoning out as he stared into the marble counters.

“yeah, why?” minghao responded.

“did she move out or something? there was another girl there and it wasnt soyeon or minnie.”

“oh, you mean y/n? she graduated a year before you or something, but at another school. we used to work at the same tea house before she left for that tutoring agency.”

“y/n? sounds vaguely familiar. i think i remember seungkwan mention her being in his class.”

“why are you mentioning her all of a sudden? you never cared for girls.” seokmin teased with a wide smile.

“oh come on. you know he’s quite the flirt.” minghao playfully cooed at chan, dramatically waving his hand back at seokmin.

“you two are insufferable.” he groaned, banging his head against the counter.

you found yourself up at night, scrolling through twitter before you decided to search for the guy you ‘met’ today. minghao, was it?

‘xu minghao’ was what you had entered into the search bar, clicking on the top result.

‘myunghoez’

‘huh.’ you thought to yourself. so it couldnt be him, but seokmin didnt seem to have an account as you searched for his name.

you looked up chans name next, thinking maybe,, that there could be a chance it’s him. his profile picture was technically him, but not, him. but in your defense, how could you tell who was who if chans profile picture was a baby picture?

though you knew youd never hear the end of it from her, you decided to ask soyeon.

“do you have a picture of chan?”

“yeah hold on. its just an old screenshot from an old tweet though.” she mumbled before pulling up her phone to show you.

‘wow.’ you thought to yourself, ‘so this really was the guy i met today.’

before soyeon could ask any questions, you quickly thanked her and ran back to your room before posting a small something in reference to what minnie had said to you earlier.

days, weeks, went by of you and chan interacting through the window despite never seeing each other up close, or ever hearing the others voice.

but despite being isolated from separately, you still had fallen for one another nonetheless.

you loved the way you would feel butterflies in your stomach whenever he made a heart with his hands for you, and he absolutely adored the way you in the end would just make a big sign telling him what you wanted to say when you gave up on trying to get him to read your lips.

of course the flood had its downside, i mean being stuck with the same 2 other people for almost a month definitely takes a toll on you, isolation definitely can get depressing with no way out.

but in the end, it had its upside as well. you were able to meet a great guy despite never technically talking face to face, having only lip reading to communicate (why didn’t you think of social media?). not to mention you were able to put more time into a forgotten passion after all of your energy being used up as a tutor.

marine animals.

you and chan had technically discussed the idea of possibly having a first date when you get out of here, yet you still hadn’t decided where you’d go or what you’d do seeing as you both were pretty passionate about different things.

chan had always loved the stars, you had always loved marine life. but, you decided you would finalize a date night once you both get to meet face to face.

DECEMBER 29

after a long 21 days of disappointment, spending christmas without your family, 3 going on 4 weeks of crazed loneliness, you finally woke up one morning to find the overflowing river, drained, and to its regular level.

you were able to see the bridge once more and though the wood might be rotting, you just couldnt wait to cross it.

you immediately ran down the hall, dressing however best you could, fixing your hair to be as best as it would go, being sure to brush your teeth and pop in a mint before running straight out the door. (and ignoring all of soyeons questions as well as minnies protests)

as you stepped out the front door, you saw chan just leaving his house looking as beautiful as ever.

you ran straight for the bridge, chan catching you before you could slip on a puddle before he picked you up into a big hug.

“you’re just as gorgeous up close as you were through a window.” he whispered as he pulled you close, his hand cradling the back of your head, pulling it to rest against his chest.

“and you’re still just as much of a flirt arent you?” you chuckled before slightly cringing at your attempt to reciprocate the excitement.

you were excited, believe me, just couldn’t express it as well as he could.

“i cant believe it took 21 days to finally be with you.”

“it was worth the wait wasnt it?”

“you’ll always be worth the wait.” chan mumbled against your skin as he pressed a soft kiss into your cheek.

“cant believe you’re real..” you mumbled, leaning further into his touch.

“cant believe i got someone like you to fall for someone like me.”

“chan you’re so cheesy.”

“only for you.” he replied with that stupid grin you grew to love so much.

the two of you later took the time to talk more about life, each other, finally exchange numbers, then eventually decide what you’d do for your first date night.

“see you tomorrow at 12?”

“tomorrow at 12.”

DECEMBER 30

you practically couldn’t sleep as you bubbled in excitement. you picked out a pretty black dress that went nicely with a random pair of white sneakers before heading out on your way while your roommates were out at work.

“lookin as pretty as always.” chan smiled while he opened his car door for you.

“still as handsome as ever arent you?” you jokingly rolled your eyes as he backed out the parking lot.

you two had many common interests, yet what you were most passionate about definitely was pretty parallel to one another.

chan loved the stars, you loved the sea. so, you decided to go to an aquarium (that also included solar system exhibits), grab some food from a cafe you found out you both loved, go for a late drive to the beach, watch the sunset, then stargaze.

call it cliche but it was perfect for you both.

chan wrapped an arm around you as you both stared into the night sky, all the stars displayed beautifully.

he would point at a random star and say it reminded him of you, because it stood out from the rest, distinct, but perfect in his eyes.

he was the sweetest guy ever, perfectly fitting the standard for what’s considered boyfriend material, almost unrealistic, even.

“youre a person worth crossing an ocean for.” you told him more then truthfully, bringing a hand up to softly stroke his cheek.

“out of all the stars in the sky, youre the only one id pick.” he cringed realizing how corny it was. “too cheesy?”

“just enough.” you reassured, before sealing both yours and his lips into a warm and comforting kiss. chan had never felt safer in another’s embrace.

“waiting 21 days isnt so bad if itll always end like this.”

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puhpandas · 27 days

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was thinking last night about the direction the fnaf story is going and I was thinking about vanny cassie. like vanny cassie would be such a perfect villain because it brings vanny back to the spotlight and cassie has a connection to Gregory as a friend.

her arc would be so tragic in every way and she wouldnt know what or who to believe. she would believe she was abandoned by Gregory again (in this case he didnt cut the elevator) like all her friends and her dad did and that vanny is a friend. both manipulation and supernatural mind control stuff like glitchtrap did to vanessa to create vanny.

and 3 stars could be the protags in a post hw2 dlc game that's big and free roam story like sb. I think Gregory would be a better choice as player because he would have the best reason to chase after cassie; shes his friend. vanessa would be very important also because like. Vannys back. and now she has a family and another kid shes gonna fight like hell for.

"the family missed the greatest opportunity of their lives" vanessa didnt destroy vanny glitchtrap and mimic when she should have, and now they're back. and she isnt gonna run away scared this time. shell finally end them for good

and also Vannys motivation. since vanny killed glitchtrap (probably to take his place as big bad bunny virus) this makes you wonder why shes doing this. we dont know why glitchtrap did it either so I guess the same reason as him. shes supposed to be reluctant tho so? idk what's changed. but we'll go with building the monarchy evil pyramid back up

so vanny would be trying to get all of the followers back, or maybe shes still following mimics orders and it wants them back. could have a potential rebellion plot from vanny at the end but that's besides my point

the point is itd be such a fun spot to reveal ggy. Vanessa's been hiding it from Gregory to protect him, maybe freddy too, and Gregory has no idea and just knows he has tons of memory loss. hes moved past it to live his new life, but after doing all this to get Cassie back, it turns out vanny wants all the followers back and hey, why is she talking about 2?? who is dr rabbit?? why is she after me??

I just think theres a lot of potential in a plot like that for all characters. Vanessa's arc as vanny is already so interesting but cassie has an obviously very similar arc becoming vanny but also so different. she would be manipulated while shes alone hurting and believing she was betrayed with abandonment issues and taken advantage of. vanny would be using her as a vessel, so theyd have to get her out of cassie to kill her for good.

and if Gregory had to find out about ggy at this point, itd be a big deal but also truly make that connection between cassie and Gregory. no matter who cut the elevator Gregory would feel at fault because he either did it or wasnt fast enough to stop cassie before it happened. so he would have to confront condemning cassie to the same fate his family and now apparently HE went through and that's his best friend man. and also not to mention the concpet of vanessa and cassie of course

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frannyzooey · 1 year

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Thoughts on ITD!Ezra laying between your spread thighs and softly spreading your folds to watch his cum leak out of you? Would he use his thumb to swipe through it and push it back into your pussy or would he indulge another taste and use his tongue to clean you up? Perhaps both? 🤔🤔 maybe he'd thumb through the mess and brush it over your clit, use it as a bit of lubrication as he presses down and circles the nerve firmly, maybe he'd chuckle at the twitch of your thighs, maybe he'd coo about how fucking perfect you look before dragging the width of his tongue along your slit and forcing it into your cunt... idk tho.

IDK THO

You're a menace.

(jfc this is filthy)

Ezra x f!reader

In The Dark drabble, rating: EXPLICIT

He would totally do this. There is something so.....debauched, that Ezra loves about it. He fascinated by it, loves thinking about your tight cunt that he has to work himself into every time you fuck no matter how ready you are for him. He likes to do it with his fingers, with his tongue, with his whole mouth - likes to take his time tasting the sweet slip of your slick, just knowing it's all for him. When he's fucked it full, his eyes are black as his fingers fit inside with a snug push, milky liquid flooding around his knuckles before he pulls them out to drag the calloused pads of them over your clit, and when your thighs involuntarily clench closed, he holds them open with his other hand.

"I know you can take it, Birdie," he says, almost to himself over your soft whine, and he would look at your face because he loves the barely there frown you make when he pushes you beyond your limits, but he can't look away from how fucking wet you are, coating his fingers.

"Shhhh," he soothes, rubbing a circle over the tender bundle of nerves, and your fingers curl into your bedding, twisting the sheet in your grip. "Just lemme do it. Gimme another one."

He's soft, his still thick cock heavy between his thighs with damp curls at the base and smears of your cum and his high on his thighs as he scoots closer, to watch the way you clench around nothing as he speeds up the pace over your clit and when your jaw tenses and your back arches and you're panting until you can't breathe anymore, and your hips lock in place as his grin stretches his cheeks until his dimple is deep --

You come again, your belly jumping with the aftershocks of it and you're even wetter than before; a silken texture under his hand that makes his mouth water.

"Oh god," you moan softly, your leg dropping to the mattress as he slides down to shoulder your thighs open wider and when his mouth descends to lave a thick, wide swipe through the mess he just made, you barely have the energy to do anything but gently brush his sweat damp curls away from his forehead.

"You taste so good," he murmurs into you, his tongue dipping deeper. Again, again, dragging the tip of the wet muscle up through your cunt, flicking against your clit.

You hiss with overstimulation, and he laughs lowly.

"You’re such a good girl, letting me taste you like this. Letting me --" his tongue slides through you, a whimper leaving your lips, "--fuck you like this."

He props himself up on his elbow, sliding two fingers slowly back into your tight heat and he watches them disappear inch by inch; the velvet caress of your cunt pulling them deep. He crooks them, searching for that spot deep inside that makes you keen when he strokes it, and when he finds it, he grins at the sound you make, at the pleas that leave your lips.

Still rubbing the spot, he leans down and touches the tip of his tongue over your clit; lightly at first, then harder.

"Jesus Christ, Ezra. Please. I --"

You sound spent, your voice hoarse, your limbs already trembling as you coat his fingers with more, more, more and he laps it up; his fingers pumping.

"One more, Birdie. One more."

#in the dark ask #in the dark drabble #ezra x you #ezra x reader #ezra/reader #ezra/you #ezra prospect #pedro pascal

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chromedome-sympathizer · 2 months

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Chromedome, for the send me a character ask? ;)

thank you rushing-waters!!!

(this is probably obvious but many spoilers incoming)

First impression

"wow, the artists really are pushing the proportions on these character designs, huh?" -my thoughts when reading for the first time

no seriously his waist is smaller than his head. why do you have a waist so small? for other bots to grab? (yes) (five husbands)

actually seriously tho mtmte was such an intricate fast-paced colorful blur on the first read that I didn't really notice him in particular until issues #14-#16 where I uh. started paying attention. for obvious reasons.

Impression now

whiny self-deprecating loser sadboy who I love with all my heart and soul

no on subsequent reads I definitely started liking him even more. the happiest scenes are when he's fully just some guy, like in the bar talking with swerve about nightmare fuel or trying to guess people from their transformation noises. he's also really good at his job!! (not just mnemosurgery, but forensics in general!) and sorry rodimus, but I would invite him along just for his dry wit.

Favorite moment

I thought for a long time about this one and I think there's just too many to choose from. but if I had to give one off the dome, (ha), maybe that little moment at the beginning of the time travel arc where he's talking to rewind and defending brainstorm. because yeah! he's his friend! and he likes to think he's good at reading people.

Idea for a story

hm. maybe a post canon / au situation where they're still on the lost light and he joins a dedicated forensics team. because I think it would be good for him to feel useful after giving up mnemosurgery

Unpopular opinion

maybe not unpopular. but his holomatter avatar would not look like that. maybe it's just the 2014-ness of it but it just rubs me the wrong way. I don't know exactly what itd be. maybe long blonde stoner hair. I'm thinking he's still masc. idk. he just needs to look pathetic. sadder

Favorite relationship

I could say rewind or brainstorm, but I'm gonna go the other direction. I'm gonna say rodimus. because rewind is right, he is an enabler. actually it's worse than that, since rodimus is not just enabling self destructive behavior but actively initiating it. ordering it, even, as much as anyone on the LL really needs to listen to his orders. (sorry roddy buddy.)

no but I think about this so much. because we remember a few times in canon where rodimus orders a crew member to shoot another. and it's often the same pattern: "shoot them!" "do I shoot to kill?" "yes!" "uh... are you sure??" "okay just incapacitate them." and in these cases rodimus is asking a crew member to harm (or kill) a crew member.

but with CD, rodimus is asking him to hurt himself for the betterment of the crew. usually for the reason that having the information in a dead or unconscious person's head might tilt the balance toward their survival. so in these times, when rodimus says "hurt somebody! (yourself)" there's nobody to say "are you sure?"

(granted, CD does usually say something like "this could kill me" but I don't count it because he's bent on self destruction and he's already got his needles out. I'm sure rodimus brushes it off as that "dry wit.")

Favorite headcanon

idk where this one came from. I think it's a pretty common fanon interpretation. but I love love love the idea that brainstorm made CD's needles. the drama. the angst. I live for it. it just makes sense too! they're both incredibly skilled in their fields and I think having them overlap in this way is incredibly satisfying. (heartbreaking. gut-wrenching.)

#thank you for the ask!#chromedome #mtmte #transformers #eh I'll tag some other people too since I talked about them #rodimus #brainstorm

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spooky-bunnys · 11 months

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can you do another male reader X hikaru Hitachiin? maybe like the reader is an artist and Hikaru finds him doing graffiti in a hidden spot in Ouran? idk where it would go from there but i think itd be neat if he joined in or smth :) (take it however you want im sure whatever you write will be super cool!)

Thank you for the compliment! This was fun to write. You know I tried doing graffiti. It's a lot harder then others make it out to be. Enjoy!

Hikaru Hitachiin x Male Reader

Graffiti Artist

When Hikaru heard about someone graffiting the school he wasn't surprised. He knew people get bored. When they get bored they do something to get unbored. So he wasn't surprised. No what surprised him was how much detail was in it. It was of a forrest. Trees, bushes, and a trail. He had seen some of the graffiti on his way to the club.

He could tell the person who made this was really into art. This type of detail took time and skill. Such skill that he knows took years to have. He remembers asking his mom how she got so good at designing and drawing the clothing she makes. "Time and effort. I've been drawing for as long as I can remember." Drawing never caught either twins attention.

But Hikaru always had an eye for detail. At least that's what his mother always told him. When he heard the graffiti artist hit again he brushed it off again. He had more important things to do. At least that's what he thought until he actually saw it. The graffiti art this time was Koi fish. The way the artist had made them looked like actual koi fish.

When the artist sticked a 3rd time Hikaru was excited to see what was drawing this time. This time the artist had graffitied the wall outside the club room. This time it was a beach with a beautiful sunset. Hikaru could stare at the artwork for hours. He took out his phone and snapped a photo. He should've tooken pictures of the other two.

A week later Hikaru was taking a walk out in the rose garden behind the school. It was peaceful. The only thing you could hear was the sounds of birds chirping and spray paint-wait. Hikaru froze. Spray painting? The graffiti artist! Hikaru hurred towards the noise. He had to know who was the artist. When he arrived he saw what was the most amazing artwork he'd seen yet.

It was of a single rose. The rose was covered in thorns. Ivy surrounded it. It wasn't finished yet but it was already breath taking. He heard a can shaking. When he turned he saw a (height) tall male. With (color) hair and eyes. He was (short/tall) for someone Hikaru's age but....he was breath taking too. He could see how bright the males eyes are.

How happy he looks spray painting. Hikaru released a breath he didn't know he was holding. The males head snapped in Hikaru's direction and he froze. Eyes wide with fear. He'd been caught. The male grabbed the bag that was by the wall and took off. Leaving a can of red spray paint. Hikaru tried calling out to him but the male already disappeared.

Hikaru picked up the can and on the side written in black fancy letters was (N. Last Name). Hikaru nodded his head. He now had a mission but first. Hikaru looked up at the wall. He had a piece to finish. Hikaru shook the can and got to work. Finishing the rose. Looking around once in a while to see if anyone had came out.

Half an hour later Hikaru heard foot steps and froze. He whipped his head around only to see the guy from earlier with a blush on his face as he stared at the wall. "Y-You finished it?" Hikaru nodded with a smile. "Yeah. I'm a pretty big fan of your work. I thought such art didn't deserve to go unfinished. I'm not as good as you, but my mom always told me I had an eye for details."

The guys nodded and looked away and took a deep breath. "Thank you. I'm (Name). (Last Name) (Name.)" He stuck out his hand. Which was covered in green spray paint. Hikaru smiled brightly and grabbed his hand. "Hitachiin Hikaru. Nice to meet you (Last Name)." Hikaru looked at their joined hands and laughed. They were both covered in spray paint. (Name) looked down and join in the laughing.

"We might wanna go and clean ourselves before we're caught." Hikaru nodded. "Yeah. Although I'm kinda screwed. I have club in about an hour and I don't have an extra uniform on me." (Name) looked shyly to the side. "You can have my extra uniform. It's in my locker. It's by the host club room." Hikaru's face lit up. "That's my club!"

(Name) looked surprised before smiling brightly. "I have a close friend in th club! Kyoya!" Hikaru froze. Perfect student Kyoya was friends with the graffiti artist? (Name) knew the look Hikaru was giving him causing him to laugh again. "We're neighbors. He knows about the whole graffiti thing. He's the one who gave me permission to graffiti the wall outside the club room!" Hikaru was even more shocked. Kyoya gave him permission?

"It gave him more customers." Hikaru nodded. That sounds like Kyoya. "Hey you did a good job finishing my piece. We should graffiti together again sometime." Hikaru smiled and nodded. "I'd love to make more art with you." (Name)'s face exploded with heat. Hikaru looked confused before he remembered what he said. "W-Wait! Not like that!" (Name) shook his head and laughed harder and Hikaru joined in.

Maybe in the future (Name) could help Hikaru with the family business. If they're still close by then at least. Hikaru blushed at his thought. Yeah...maybe one day.

#male reader #x male reader #ouran host club x male reader #hikaru hitachiin #hikaru x male reader #ouran host club

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pedrito-friskito · 2 years

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Omg I forgot we were supposed to ask for thoughts lmao I'm dumb ANYWAYS I would love some 🦦 Frankie, maybe his girl stepping up for him and what he feels abt that? Idk I think itd be cute but anyways congrats!!!!!!

omg your asks made me giggle YOU’RE NOT DUMB ♥️

this prompt did something to me so….ENJOY THANK YOUUUUU FOR THE SUBMISSION GIVE ME MORE IF YOU WANT 🥰 I actually enjoyed writing this so much frank castle genuinely lives in my heart and this felt so good

the sweetest thing - frank castle x fem!reader

warnings: mentions of frank’s past, a bit of violence (lol), drinking, a bunch of kissing, absolute FLUFF

✨kay’s 300 follower celebration✨

You knew what he was right from the start. Frank knew that. It made him feel safe, wanted, whole. Everything he’d been missing for so long, all wrapped up and delivered to him in one perfect little package: you.

You, who kissed his scars and didn’t ask questions when he couldn’t handle them, who always seemed to know when he needed to talk about something from his past or when he needed a distraction from a reminder that had caught him off-guard. You, who let him into your home and your bed without a second thought, not afraid of what the world had painted him to be, not worried what your friends might say, not concerned with the repercussions. They didn’t exist, you claimed. What you and him had, that was all that mattered. Nothing else, just you and him.

Frank wakes some days with a ghost on his shoulder, Maria’s voice in his ear and his kids’ laughter echoing through his head. You’ve come to recognize those days, to help him figure out what he needs: distraction or discussion. And you’re patient — fuck, are you ever — coaxing him through what feels like a never-ending darkness until he can feel something again, something besides numb.

Some days, it takes everything in him just to get out of bed, to go through the motions; pour the coffee, put on his work boots, get in the car, drive to the job site. Some days, the only bright spot in the eighteen hours he’s awake is walking through that door, finding you with a smile on your face and open arms just for him.

It’s not always like that, though. Some days, he feels normal. He feels almost like he had before…everything. When he was just Frank Castle, when he wasn’t the Punisher. When his body count wasn’t beginning to look like a phone number. Pushing the cart after you in the grocery store, walking the dog with your hand tucked in his, dragging you to a scary movie just so you’ll hide in his shoulder and let him hold you in the theatre.

Today, has been a strange mix of both.

He woke feeling…okay. Regular day: get up, shower, head downstairs to find you perched on the counter. There’s a fresh cup of coffee in your hand and his too-big t-shirt covering your body, ass sliding off the countertop as he steps into the kitchen, handing him his travel mug and leaning up on your toes for a kiss. Maybe not a regular day, maybe a good day.

Frank hums against your mouth, smiling against your lips when you start to giggle, lifting your arms up to twine them around his neck. God, if you aren’t just the sweetest damn thing.

“I was thinking,” you start, letting your head loll back when he drags his mouth down to your neck, leaving sloppy kisses across your skin and making you giggle more, “we could go to that new restaurant tonight? The one Karen was telling us about?”

“Whatever you want, sweet girl,” Frank replies, a little preoccupied as his hand travels down your back, reaching down to squeeze a handful of cheek and earning a squeal from you. “As long as I get to take you home after.”

“You always get to take me home, Castle,” you quip, running a hand through his hair when he lifts his head to look you in the face. He’s been growing it out — at your request, he might add — and you’re obsessed, touching it whenever you get the chance, giving him shit for how soft it is because, “all you do is shampoo it and it’s like silk! It’s unfair!”

You also claim it’s easier to grab onto when he’s got his face between your legs, but that’s a story for another time.

“I know,” Frank says, tilting his face down so he can kiss you lightly, a smile still on his face. Okay, definitely a good day. You have that effect. “But it’s still nice to hear you say it.”

The next kiss he gives you is a little heavier, an arm wrapped around your waist, lifting you up and against him, free hand squeezing your thigh. He can’t get enough of you, especially when you make this little noise, a satisfied hum that sinks into his chest and goes straight to his heart.

“Okay, okay, you need to go to work, and I need to put on some pants,” you say after a moment, reluctantly pushing at his shoulder until he sets you back on the counter. “Go, before I change my mind and drag you upstairs.”

Frank chuckles, dropping one more kiss to your mouth before gathering his coffee mug and his lunch from the fridge before heading out, calling out an I love you! as he steps out the door. By the time he’s slid into the driver’s seat of his truck, his phone buzzes in his shirt pocket.

I love you too, Castle, and don’t you forget it. ♥️

Karen had failed to mention where the restaurant actually was.

All she had to tell you was that there was fresh parmesan on the pasta and you were sold. Frank took a bit more convincing, conceding when there was a mention of sixty different kinds of beers, but it’s not until he’s pulling the truck up to the curb outside the building, that he realizes just where he is, and his heart sinks into his toes.

The carousel.

It’s far off, but it’s there, twinkling in the distance, cleaned of all the remnants of the last time he was there. It feels like a lifetime ago; the scar on his forearm twinges with the memory. But it’s there, and for a brief moment, he’s got half a mind to turn the truck around and drive in the opposite direction until he runs out of road.

But then you put a gentle hand on his arm, making him flinch, and he’s yanked out of the memory, stuck back in his seat next to you. “What is it, baby?” you ask quietly, not phased by the jolt of his body, your thumb swiping over the sleeve of his shirt. Your palm is directly over the scar on his arm, and he wonders if you know that, or if you’re really just that good. “Are you okay?”

Frank feels himself go red, flush crawling up the back of his neck and painting his ears. He drops his eyes to his lap, fingers tangling, and out of the corner of his eye, sees your head cock to the side, brows knitting together. He forces himself to look up after a moment, to turn his head to you.

He feels guilty, instantly. You look so pretty, your hair pulled back in a ponytail just like you know he likes and your lips a soft pink colour that makes his own mouth ache to be on yours. You were so excited when he got home, already half dressed to leave, calling to him from upstairs to come do up the zipper on your dress and get his ass in the shower.

It’s supposed to be a regular day. A good day. And he’s making it anything but.

“S’the carousel,” he mumbles, jutting his chin in the direction, his gaze flickering from you to the lights to you and then back to his lap again.

You curse under your breath, looking around, squeezing his arm. “Oh. Fuck. Honey, it’s okay, we can go somewhere else. That pizza place, close to home? I know we ate there on Sunday, but it’s your favourite and I—”

Frank leans across the centre console, untangling his fingers so he can cup your cheek in his palm, your skin warm against his and that same satisfied hum reaching his ears when his mouth meets yours. He kisses you enough to keep your lipstick intact, pecking your nose and then your forehead before he pulls back, hand still holding your face, thumb swiping your cheekbone. “No, sweetheart, let’s go.”

He sees it, sees the happiness spread through your features, leaning into his palm for a moment longer before you’re reaching for the door handle and slipping out onto the curb. Frank gets out quickly, rounding the front of the truck and falling into step beside you. You hook your arm around his waist, hand squeezing his hip, and he feels okay again, safe. Wanted. Whole.

Dinner is phenomenal, the both of you eating your fill and stealing bites of the other’s food, laughing and carrying on well into the night. Frank pulls back after a couple beers, but encourages you to have another few drinks if you want — they have some pineapple tequila thing you’re instantly hooked on, and he just wants to treat his lady. Dessert is a piece of red velvet cake that makes you audibly moan, your heel dragging up the front of Frank’s shin as you do, and he just shakes his head at you across the table, watching you lick the icing from your fork.

“You better watch yourself, sweet girl,” he says, his voice low, leaning forward slightly. “Might have to dine and dash if you keep looking at me like that.”

“Hey, I already promised to go home with you tonight,” you laugh, winking at him. “You don’t need to—”

“Holy shit, that’s Frank Castle!”

And there goes the evening.

Frank wants to sink into the leather seat and disappear. He has no idea who the tall, blonde man approaching your table is, but he’s instantly a mix of anxiety, anger, and something that tastes like fear. Confusion ripples through your features, and you curl your fingers around his wrist as the man comes to a stop in front of you.

“Excuse me?” you ask, your voice dripping with annoyance, but the man pays you no mind, crossing his arms over his chest and addressing Frank only. Frank keeps his eyes trained on your face, refusing to look at the man. Just keep looking at you, that’s all he needs to do. Just keep looking at…

“I didn’t think they’d like a criminal like you in a place like this,” the man says, laughing unkindly. The word criminal feels like a hot knife in the back of Frank’s neck, and you must feel him go tense in your grip, because you shoot him a glance, raising a brow slowly. “In fact, I didn’t even think they’d let you walk the streets of this city again, but here I am—”

“Excuse me,” you say again, this time your voice louder. Apparently realizing he’s not going to get a response from Frank, the man finally turns to you. “Can we help you with something?”

“I don’t know, can you?” the man asks, his sarcastic tone only making your face darken. “How can you be with someone like this, huh?”

“Do us a favour,” you say, your voice slow, and Frank watches as you stand from your seat, releasing his wrist only to put both hands on your hips, “and fuck off.”

The man is incredulous, face going red, and it’s truly a miracle that Frank hasn’t put him on the floor yet, but you’re holding your own just fine. “Don’t you know who he is?” the man continues. “What he did?”

“Oh, I’m sorry,” you say, volume rising. “You must be new. Oddly enough, it’s considered rude to walk up to random strangers in restaurants and question their life choices, so I’ll say it again, since you apparently didn’t hear me the first time: fuck off.”

People are looking now, turning in their chairs to find the source of the foul language, but Frank barely notices, his eyes trained on your face, gaze unwavering from the way the irritation and anger rolls off of you. The man opens his mouth again, and Frank can’t stifle the smile that pulls at his mouth at your dramatic eye roll, arms crossing over your chest.

“He’s a criminal!” the man shouts, reaching for your arm, and Frank flinches. You must see it, and it all happens so quickly that Frank doesn’t actually realize what’s happening until it’s over, until the man is on the floor, clutching his nose, and you’re shaking out your hand with a grimace.

He taught you how to punch very early on in your relationship. Knowing that you knew how to handle yourself was important to him, and you were a quick (and hot) study. But, in the heat of the moment, you might have forgotten to brace you thumb outside your knuckle rather than in.

“For the third time,” you wince, gripping your hand, leaning over and staring down at the man, “you can fuck. right. off.”

“Self-defence!” someone from a neighbouring table shouts, and you turn with a grin as Frank gets to his feet. “I saw him reaching for you! Self-defence!”

A few waiters and a woman who he assumes to be the manager are starting to walk towards you, and Frank swipes your purse off the table, tucking it under his arm and reaching for you, helping you step around the now-moaning man on the floor, blood pouring from his nose. One of the waiters hands you ice wrapped in a napkin, and Frank says a low thank you.

“He’ll be covering our meal,” you tell the manager triumphantly, gesturing to the man, and the woman just nods. “It was lovely.”

Frank puts his arm around your waist and leads you out of the restaurant without another word. There’s clapping from a few of the surrounding tables as you depart.

“Are you okay, honey?” you ask as you step out onto the sidewalk. Frank hurries over to the truck, unlocking the door and opening it for you. He helps you into the seat, careful of your hand, your legs hanging over the edge as he steps between them and reaches for your wrist. Your knuckles are a little red, but nothing seems broken. It’ll be sore for a few days, he knows, but he can’t help but lower his head, pressing his lips ever so softly to your fingers before covering your hand with the wrapped ice again.

“You really just punched that guy’s lights out,” Frank says, and there’s almost a laugh in his tone. “That was fucking incredible.”

Your brow pulls down. “Nobody talks about you like that, not around me,” you say. “And that guy was so fucking rude! Who did he think he was, swaggering over like that and calling you a criminal?” You reach up with your good hand, take his chin in your hand, and your nails bite into his cheeks just a little. “You’re not a criminal, Frank Castle.”

He knows that. He knows that, when he looks at you. When he looks at you, he sees everything he can be, not everything he once was. He sees a future, bright and shiny like stars in the sky. He sees all the love and life that was ripped from him so terribly, but made new again, a celebration of what he had.

He’s been in love with you for a long time, and he knows just how much you love him. But that? Seeing you stand up for him without missing a beat? Standing up for what the two of you have, regardless of what might come after? Being his own personal superhero?

Well, fuck, that just seals the deal.

He’s glad you punch with your right hand, because it makes it all the easier for him to reach into his pocket, to pull out the diamond ring he bought not two weeks after he met you. When you know, you know, and Frank’s known for a long time.

Your jaw drops when he holds up the ring, silver glinting between his fingers. He watches the tears make your eyes go sparkly, even more so than the diamond as he takes your left hand, slides the ring onto your finger, and says, “Marry me, sweet girl.”

You nod, all but screaming yes! and throwing your arms around his neck, ice flying across the sidewalk, crushing him to you and kissing him so hard he can taste the tequila on your tongue. You’re both smiling and beaming and Frank feels…good. Not okay, not regular. But good. Amazing, even.

And maybe it’s unceremonious, stood at his truck on the curb outside of a restaurant you just caused a scene in, but Frank doesn’t care. It’s you, and you’re his, so it’s perfect.

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i did a pokeymon tierlist that took me three hours to do ;-;

i put it and explainations under a cut because its so big lmao. if you want it to not be blurry then open it seperately in desktop idk

lesbian tier: self explainatory (ill explain why i like them so much later)

my babies: good designs, sentimental, AND i like fighting with them

sentimental tier: various favs across the years, theyre more individuals than species to me because of my memories with these guys.

i wish pokemon were real: for pokemon that make me say "i wish pokemon were real"

ebic: i like them lots and i like to have them on my team

the funny little creatures: i smile when i see them and i like them

intriguing: hmm there is something here... but i'm not quite getting it maybe?

not rlly interested: this one is self explainatory... if ur fav is here im sorry :( im sure these guys are cool i just dont rlly think about them ever

fucked up: i dont like seeing them they make me uncomfortable

scyther was my first partner in my first pokemon game :) it was diamond. i overtrained scyther way too much and he (because it was a boy scyther) would do that thing where he doesnt listen in battle so i build his entire moveset around it. he was lost when i transferred him to heartgold and then dropped heartgold in some water. rip scyther always in my heart

togekiss was my friend alongside scyther. she was the first pokemon i ever trained up to lv.100. she was also a victim of the heartgold incident. rip togekiss always in my heart.

absol was the only one from my initial gamebeating diamond team to survive the incident. she was transferred over to my copy of platinum and after i ended up losing diamond, remained there happily. i dont want to transfer her to bank or home because i think itd be like moving an old cat to a new house. i dont want to upset her at her old age. also absol's design fucks. emo fringe lynx. absol is what sparked my emotions about dark types. also i played pmd1 as a kid.

gengar is gengar. also i played pmd1 as a kid and read a copious amount of fanfic focused around pmd1 gengar (everyone go read pmd victory fire now it doesnt even matter that its on forever hiatus and ended with a cliffhanger go read it)

the tentacool variations are here purely out of sentimentality. when i was much younger, id let my little sister borrow my copies of the gen 4 pokemon games. she was really young and didnt really care about rpgs in general at the time, so shed always just explore and catch random pokemon instead of actually playing the games. one time, after i got the games back from her, i looked in my pc and saw like. two full boxes of tentacool and tentacruel that shed caught. and they've all got nose themed nicknames like "nosey" or "nosenose" and other stuff like that. so apparently she was surfing about and saw a tentacool for the first time and was just. obsessed with how they looked and thought they looked like big noses (with the red spots being like nostrils i think) and just decided to catch loads and loads of them because she liked them so much. so it became an inside joke between us. i dont really have much in common with my sister anymore and our relationship is pretty cold rn but pokemon is the one thing we still hold in common. and ill always associate tentacool with her.

we all know why grovyle is where he is. same with dusknoir. theyre also good designs.

i really dont like enamourus because its fucked up how they designed three big buff genie men and then made one that was pink and skinny. awful. makes me angry. if they were buff theyd be one of my favs tho.

i really dont like the pla designs for dialga and palkia... theyve already both got very busy designs and i think these forms are Too Busy. i really wanted to like them but well... i look at giratinas two forms and cry over what could have been.

i dont like the tumblr sexyman lizard.

a lot of pokemon are in higher tiers cus theyre based on animals i like... i like a lot of cat pokemon for this reason. also i like the litten line cus it fucks. and my litten in sumo was a female and i like the idea of big buff wrester catgirl :3 incineroar is a really good design and shes big and strong... whats not to love.

also, i generally like a lot of designs which other pokemon fans dislike... i especially love more humanoid/furry "feminine" designs like primarina, lilligant, gardevoir, lopunny, tsareena, etc etc... i really dislike how a lot of these designs are just seen as like sexygirl designs by the community... sadly porn will exist of everything but these pokemon are also creatures. theyre animals. they may look a bit like a girl but they are still magic animals. like one time in moon i had a whole team of grass girlies and it was just fun to hang out with my funny grass lady creatures.

i like giratina because theyre a big ass antimatter caterpillar. drawing giratina helped me draw antropomorphic caterpillars actually. i like their big ass legs.

all eeveelutions are CATS!!!!!!!!!!!!!

the lunar duo are my ultimate fav pokemon forever as a team for a big mix of all the other reasons. partly its sentimentality, cus i really liked them as a kid and i would always chill on fullmoon island in my copy of platinum and just listen to the music, i also always tried to do the void glitch to get darkrai but i always fucked up and never quite saw her! (i couldnt do the event cus living in shitty rural region reasons) i also liked battling with them in oras :3 i think their designs are very well done. they remind me of the "swan" series by hilma af klimt specifically, which is a series i really liked on its own. i dont think that was intentional, but i was looking at the work about a year or so ago for an essay and i sorta realized how well the overall color palette of that series matches the pair and cresselia specifically, because shes based on a swan ofc. and ofc darkrai is also birdlike but in a more abstract way. she actually reminds me a bit of the skeletons of one of those really fucked up breed pigeons with the receeded necks and huge fantails and tiny beaks and weird spindly legs. i also really like how unabashedly edgy darkrai's design is... i feel a lot of nostalgia for edgy character designs from the mid 2000s which were edgy in a very un-selfaware way (another reason why i like absol specifically and also like. so many ghost and dark types) and as an angsty kid i always used to gravitate towards those designs lol. i also think its kinda romantic, the idea of a creature which kills others simply by being around them, a typhoid mary type creature, which isolates itself due to that, with its only friend also being the only creature that negates its negative affects. and also that creature killed a kid in america (fucked up). thats how i interpret their relationship. anyway ive been having lots of thoughts about them for like over 15 years.

this is unrelated but its kinda annoying when ppl use gendered pronouns for genderless pokemon... its not gonna ruin my days its just. funny lol (ignore that i have used she/her for darkrai throughout this entire comment... when i do it, its ok <3) one of the sad flaws of the pmd series imo bcus the mainline games dont do that at all.

in general i think my likes and dislikes are more dictated by character design/sentimentality as opposed to ability in battle or fanservice or competitive meta ... this is just part of being a longtime fan who doesnt rlly keep up with the community anymore methinks. im kinda beating myself up for not putting more complex thought into this buuut also i wanna be true to myself yknow... but then again this community sucks so i feel like im gonna be attacked for putting idk wingull too low or something lol

#please dont hate me if i put your fav low... this is just my personal opinion!#all creatures are wonderful in their own way <3 <3 <3

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