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#my god i haven't gotten laid in MONTHS#this might be the longest dry spell since i became sexually active in like.....2018????#i feel like i can sense a possibleho phase 2.0 on the horizon#i was a religiously repressed late bloomer lol#but godDAMN i am just 🫠 rn#and I haven't officially broken up with my bf yet because my lease isn't signed#and I'm not rushing back into any relationships because yikes I've had enough of that for a while and i need to DETOX#but jfc i am dyingggggg#this is way too tmi but it's my blog so w/e#tbd
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#i finally get the whole 'I've been missing you my whole life' thing now#he's been gone for like...3 days now#and I've gotten a little better but not by much#his not being here is like a physical presence in my body#and god it feels so familiar#i haven't been so depressed in months and that scares me#because that means codependency except he's doing fine so it's not really co#but being here alone. without him. it's like a knife on my heart#i ache and I'm nauseous and I'm so tired and every moment I'm just. missing him#i miss him. i miss him I miss him I miss him I miss him#my heart my love my Sun my moon my stars#i am lost without him my beacon my Polaris my silly little goose#i laid in his bed today and nearly cried. remembering so vividly the way his shoulders and chest and collarbones and long neck felt#i feel like a cave creature thrust back into the darkness after months of sunlight and wildflowers. i hate this damn cave#shut up ian
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Some Guy Bingo
Masterpost.
Nearly three months into (what Jason called) The Haunting, the siblings kinda started a game.
(“Either we're haunting him or he's haunting us, I haven't decided yet."
"Considering he's the one appearing randomly, I'd say he's haunting us.")
Technically Tim had started it with, “five bucks says Danny went to class today.” (Gotham university was having an out break of fear toxin curtesy of Dr. Crane.) However, it was Jason who kicked it off with, “ten if he says something about actual scarecrows.”
Dick had snorted and said, “fifteen if it’s a personal experience about a farm.”
“I call bingo if he makes a vague statement on agriculture.” So it was actually Steph who started it.
“Bingo? We were placing bets.”
“Unlike you Hood, some people don’t get adopted by money.”
“As if Bruce doesn’t give you an allowance.”
(“As if he didn’t offer to adopt you,” Tim tacked on.)
It became a running joke where they started calling out "bingo if -" whenever they had to go out on a call. The joke had later formed into a running game when Danny had told Cass, “fighting gods is a pass-time, it is humanity that the real fight is against.” (He had trip over a curb and laid on the ground for several minutes before she asked if he was okay.) She said it wasn’t the most concerning thing he said to her and Steph chimed in claiming, “on a scale of one to ten that statement rates at a three.”
Jason had asked why Cass and Steph always got the weird ambiguous statements and he got cryptic shit about his “soul”.
(Damian had pointed out that at least he wasn’t being constantly referred to as a baby.)
I Call Bingo, which they still played whenever a situation required more than one of them, became “on a scale”
Dick was sure that “having given up on optimism, I find your enthusiasm to be overly bright” should be ranked higher then “I don’t like two-stepping but I’m from the mid-west, so do you know how to line dance?” (Danny and Duke had gotten into an awkward side step where they kept blocking each other.) Damian said the wording seemed passive-aggressive but the tone was too positive to be rude so he gave it a three. Jason said it sounded like a bad pick up line and gave it a two.
They often debated and defended the score they gave with Barbara chiming in over coms. She had never met Danny as Oracle but he was a regular at the public library. He was always polite and respectful and had quickly become one of her favorite patrons. Like Steph and Cass she also got odd statements but hers felt more like half-hearted jokes.
Bruce didn't always join in on their game but it wasn't surprising to see the occasional score placed in their reports. (They had a file dedicated to Danny's remarks. Originally it was to keep track of what they knew about him but at this point it was just to let the others know what he said this time.)
Alfred was roped into it even if he didn't really participate unless asked. ("Hey Alfie, what would you give 'i'm glad i don't have to fight my food to eat it but if Batburger keeps giving me the wrong thing I'm summoning Lunch Lady.' Cause Tim says two but I think it's a five.") (He gave it a four.)
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#I just realized that i'd been forgetting Barbara and that is unacceptable#i hope this is coherent#danny is just some guy#the batfam are mostly use to him#batfamily#dcxdp#dc x dp#dp x dc#dpxdc#dp crossover#dp x dc crossover#danny fenton#danny phantom
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"i find myself running home to your sweet nothings"
summary | it’s always a rough day for katsuki. hero rankings and PR nightmares every time he opens his mouth. but he gets to come home to you
pairing | bakugo katsuki x fem!reader
word count | 840
warning | soft!domestic katsuki, fluff.
a/n | this is very literally based off sweet nothings by taylor swift, so you can listen if you want the full experience. also, i haven't posted in two months, so i'm sorry if this sucks. <3
[ 18+ | minors, blank, ageless blogs dni ]
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katsuki drops his bracers at the door with a heavy sigh. he's only just got his boots off and tucked in the corner, when he hears your voice calling him from the kitchen.
"'suki?"
he feels the smile pulling at his lips entirely unbidden.
the soft notes of that song that's been stuck in your head (and by extension, his) plays from the speaker in the corner.
"hey honey," you smile, leaning up to give him a kiss when he's in range.
he'll never be able to explain how that title makes his heart clench. he couldn't verbalize how every title he's obtained has not mattered until you gave him that one. pro-hero, number 2, explosive, dynamight.
your title feels so intimate on your lips, reducing him to the man who would fall at his knees for you.
not a pro-hero or number 2. not a ticking time bomb or a hot-head.
just your honey. your husband. yours, yours, yours.
"how was your day?" you ask, still stirring the pot as you turn the stove down.
"it was alright," he mumbles. in truth his day was rough, and he's not ready to talk about it, and he knows you can tell by the way you reach your free hand out to swipe your fingers along his cheek.
you smile up at him, pinching his cheek. "you wanna wash up? dinner's almost done." when he nods slowly, closing his eyes against the feelings of your fingers, you give him a little laugh.
in the bathroom, he works with the skin care products you left on his side of the counter, the dry winter air has been harsh on his quirk and his skin.
he thinks back to the agency, to the hero rankings, to the disapproving stares of civilians when he lets out loud curses and swears. the scolding he received from his manager today. the article comparing his pros and cons against the number 1 pro hero deku.
the water runs over his chest as he tilts his face into the stream, still trying to catch his breath from the incredibly long week he's had.
by the time he's toweled off and dressed in his sweats, the tension has worked it's way up into his back and across his shoulders.
"katsu?" your voice rings out and he's immediately following the sound back to the front door. he snorts when he sees you trying to push his bracers into the corner near his shoes. "how the hell do you put these things on for hours at a time? oh my god."
bakugo only laughs when he picks up both bracers with ease, your shocked gasp ringing out in the hallway.
"you're so strong, katsuki."
and that's it. your praise comes so easy. the fantastic feats that he performs still awe you. even something as simple as his above average strength elicits cheer from you.
it doesn't matter that he does it everyday, or that it's expected of him, you treat every act like it's the most incredible thing you've ever seen. and bakugo tries to fight the blush creeping up on his cheeks when you say these things.
even after all these years, he hasn't gotten used to your praise.
you're quickly setting a plate in front of him, taking the seat right next to him. recounting the events of your day, catching your boyfriend up on your workplace drama, and your recent purchases is enough to take you both through dinner.
by the time you've got him laid on the couch, your favorite candle is lit in the middle of the coffee table, and you two are talking softly.
his head rests on your chest, his ear pressed right over your heart. your fingers work softly against the ache in his shoulder, somehow finding the right spots to touch. these are nights when he needs you to take him down and you always do so with ease. he groans softly at the tender strength in your touch.
"i like the way you sound."
and there you go again. how do you split him open with a just a few words?
"its so pretty. especially when you talk, and when you laugh, i think that's my favorite sound."
you're calling him pretty. like his body isn't a fucking live wire ready to go off when he sweats. like the natural production of his glands don't cause explosions. like people aren't out there wondering if he should be a villain because of the force of his quirk.
of course the power thrumming through his veins is nothing compared to you. to the person he is when he's resting between your legs, letting you pet and coo at him until he's pliant and soft.
you bathe him in compliments, your adoration of him washes the shitty week off his skin and coats him in a thick layer of your love.
his prickly edges become rounded and soft against your gentle touch. refining him to be composed entirely of your sweet nothings.
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#katsuki bakugo x reader#bakugou x reader#katsuki x reader#mha x reader#bnha x reader#— eden writes mha#— eden writes katsuki#katsuki bakugo fluff#bakugo katsuki
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At Last
Pairing- Hobi x Named Reader
Word count- 4.1k
Includes- Brief blow job, cock riding, pussy eating, cum eating, tongue fucking, missionary, tummy bulge, squirting, multiple orgasms, fluff
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Hobi POV
"Pass", she says, swiping on her phone
She makes a disgusted face at it, "Definitely passing"
"What are you passing?", I ask
"Guys", she says
"Seriously?", I snort, "You're supposed to be hanging with me and you're on a dating app?"
"I am hanging out with you", she says, "I can multitask"
I roll my eyes
I have a few months before I have to go to the military and I want to hang out with my best friend
Which is her
Not watching her reject guys
"God all these guys are fucking ugly!", she whines, "Where are all the hot ones Binna said was on here? I only got this stupid app because of her"
"Then maybe you should stop and hang out with me. Like you're supposed to"
"Stop whining Hobi"
"Why are you on an app anyway? You never had a problem getting boyfriends?"
Anyone who looks at her can see she's fucking gorgeous
I've known for a long time
And honestly, for me, no one compares to her
But I'm not opening up that can of worms
I'm not on board with the rejection train
She's shown no interest in me whatsoever and there is absolutely no way I'm telling her I'm in love with her
I'd rather die
"Look, I'm not in the mood for a relationship. I just need to fuck. I haven't gotten laid in like three months"
I snort
Three months is nothing
Try six months like me
But to be fair I'm always busy with idol stuff and by the time I have downtime I'm passed out for days
"So go to a club", I tell her
She shakes her head, "This is supposed to be easier. People go on here to have a one time fuck"
I roll my eyes, "Are you that hard up?"
"Yes", she snaps, "I just need a dick to ride"
My eyes snap open wide, "Ride?"
She nods, looking through the app, "I like being on top. Mostly because the idiot guys I pick don't know what the fuck they're doing. They suck at sex. So I just need to find a dick to ride. Possibly a mouth or tongue too"
Before I even know what I'm saying, I blurt, "You can ride my cock"
She turns to me, her eyebrows raised, "What?"
"Nnn...nothing", I stammer, hoping against hope she didn't hear me
But I know she did
"What did you say Hoseok?"
I drop my eyes to the floor
I know her
She won't stop asking me until I repeat it
I just can't look at her while I do
"I said....you can ride my cock"
There's silence for a full minute and I sit there wishing the ground would open and swallow me whole
"Is that what you want?", she finally asks
"Uh... I-"
"Because if that's gonna happen, I want you to want it. I don't want you to do it because you're doing me a favor or something"
I slowly move my eyes up to her, "It's not a favor. I...I want it"
She bites her lip, that gesture turning me on
It always turned me on
And it makes me think of how she'd look sucking my cock
Fuck
"Are...are you sure?", she asks
Bravely, I take her hand and bring it to my pants, letting her feel the bulge of my hard dick
Her eyes widen in surprise
"I am"
She nods once, "I want to ride your cock too"
I'm so shocked that I don't see the kiss she gives me coming
The next thing I know, her soft lips are against mine, her arms around my neck
I recover quickly, pulling her in my lap as I deepen the kiss
Fuck, kissing her feels so right
It makes every nerve in my body light up, it's so perfect
Her hands are pulling my shirt up already and I reluctantly pull away so she can get it over my head
Then I'm kissing her again, my fingers undoing the buttons of her shirt
Once there open, I shove her shirt off her body, undoing her bra in the next second, then my hands are finally, finally around her boobs
I squeeze, loving how they feel in my hand
Like they're supposed to be there
Suddenly she's off me, her hands pulling mine, making me stand
She immediately pulls my pants and boxers down, then gets out of her bottom clothes,
"Lay on the floor", she directs
When I raise my eyebrow, she says, "It's easier to ride you that way"
I just nod, not questioning anymore and lay down on my back
"Hobi you dork", she giggles, as she straddles me, reaching for a pillow on the couch
Leaning over me, she tells me to pick up my head and she puts the pillow under me
"Now lay down silly"
I do, the soft pillow so much better than the hard floor
She's still laughing as she leans over me, pressing a soft kiss to my lips
I melt into her, taking the kiss and wishing I could have it everyday
I'd be so happy
Her lips trail down from my lips to my neck, right into the spots that feel the best, making me moan
She giggles in my skin, leaving kiss after kiss, sending shivers up my spine
She peppers kisses all over my chest while I watch in awe
I didn't expect this
I expected her to jump on my dick and ride me until she came
I didn't expect the kisses but fuck do I love them
Her hands trail down my body as her lips press into my stomach, sending jolts of electricity through me
She keeps going lower and lower until I feel her tongue slide along my length up to my head
"Oh god", I murmur, my eyes locking on her
Her tongue licks my slit, getting the cum that's leaking and she swallows
"Mm Hobi. Yummy"
My mouth drops as I'm shocked to hell
"You ..you like it?", I gape
She smirks, "Yeah. Tastes good. Such a big cock"
My mind is fucking blown
And it completely shuts down when she takes my head in her mouth, licking furiously, soft sucks in between
Pleasure slams in my body and I let out the loudest moan I think I ever have
She's blowing me
She's actually blowing me
And she's fucking good at it
Taking more of me down her throat, she bobs her head back and forth, my body shaking from bliss
Her mouth sucks as she slides up and down my dick, the sound so fucking pretty
After a few minutes she moves away and I look at her, already fucked out
"Huh?", I breathe
"Sorry", she smiles, "I just wanted to taste you"
I nod, "It's...it's ok...so good"
Her cheeks blush a pretty shade of pink as she climbs in my lap
She reaches between us, holding my cock up, "God Hobi, I didn't know you were packing such a monster cock"
I choke on air, staring wide eyed at her
She sits on me, getting my head inside her, then placing her hands on my stomach
She pushes down, sliding me in slowly
The pleasure explodes in my body as I breath hard, watching her little hole stretch around me
"Fuck", she moans, wiggling down, "God, you're cock is so big"
She takes me in inch by inch, swallowing and pulsing around my shaft as she does
It feels out of this world
She's so small, so fucking tight, I can't take it
When she bottoms me out, she immediately rocks on my dick, moaning softly
"Fuck you're so hard Hobi", she murmurs, "So hard"
I am and I think I got harder when she was getting me in
She tilts her head back, grinding on me, moaning softly
My god, she's so fucking pretty
And she looks so good on my cock, her beautiful body on display for me
After a minute of feeling each other, she slides up my length half way then pushes all the way down again, hitting my lap hard, my dick going right into a spot that has her crying out
And it's like after that first bounce she lets go, moving desperately up and down my cock
Pleasure flies over me and I can't do anything but feel and watch her
She's so wet already, creaming my cock so good, it's everywhere
She bounces like it's the last thing she's ever going to do, taking me in so deep every time
Right against her spot
Her pussy clenches around me so blissfully hard, I groan
"Fuck Hobi, such a good cock", she murmurs, riding me hard
"Yyy...yeah? You like my cock?", I ask through the pleasure
"Fuck yes!", she cries, "I love it. Best cock I've ever been on"
That blows my mind
The best?
Which I ask, "The best?"
"Mm hmm", she says, her eyes lifting to me, "Fuck Hobi, you just fit so good inside me. So perfectly. No one has ever fit as good as you are"
I can't help but smile at that
I watch her on top of me and I don't know where to look
At her cunt, creaming my cock like a mother fucker, painting my length white
Or at her boobs, jiggling in my face with every bounce, drops of sweat running down her body
Or at her stunning face in so much pleasure, her eyes closed, head tilted back, her lips slightly parted as she breathes heavily
All of her is gorgeous
But for now, my eyes are dragged back to her cunt taking my cock like a pro
"So wet for me", I murmur, watching each bounce coat my cock in her cream, "I make you this wet?"
"Yes Hobi! Oh fuck, yes"
Christ, that is such a fucking turn on
"You know you're creaming my cock like a fountain, right?", I ask her, "Never been in a pussy this creamy before"
"Mmm...is my pussy good for you?", she whines, hopping up and down like a bunny
"So good baby", I pant, "Best I've ever been in"
It's true
Not only because I love her but because she has to be the tightest and smallest I've ever had wrapped around me
Also the prettiest with her swollen lips and that fucking little clit peeking through
I can't wait to suck on her, to taste all that cream that she's leaving all over my dick
Hopefully she'll cream my mouth just as much
The sound of her skin hitting mine is so rhythmical, I could listen to it forever
"Hh..Hobi", she whimpers, bouncing even harder than before, her cunt choking my cock in clenches, "I'm gonna cum. Fuck, I'm gonna cum on your cock"
"Yes baby", I urge her, "Give it to me. Wanna feel it. Fall apart for me"
She bounces a few more times, taking me all in on the last bounce as she cums
"Hoseok!", she cries, her pretty body shaking on top of me, her cunt throbbing in overdrive as she wets my cock even more
"Holy shit", I whisper as intense pleasure hits me hard, her orgasm feeling amazing
Add to that the beautiful sight of her coming and I'm in heaven
"Oh god Hoseok! Yes! Fuck yes!", she yells, leaning back on my leg, her hips wiggling in a circle on my shaft
"Fuck, baby", I choke out, "So fucking pretty. Feels so good"
I can only get out basic words as the bliss washes over me
After a minute, her orgasm ebbs out and she leans forward on my stomach, her head lifting, her gaze on me, awe in her eyes
"Good?", I ask
She nods, "Best orgasm I ever had"
My eyes pop out of my head, "Seriously?"
"Yeah", she says softly, "I...I don't know Hobi, you just fit so good inside and you feel so fucking amazing"
I smirk at that, feeling proud I gave her the best orgasm of her life
"Yeah aegi?"
She nods as she blushes
"Want another one?"
Her eyes snap to mine and she nods
"Ok baby. Come sit on my mouth so I can eat your pretty pussy"
"My god, Hobi", she whispers
Yeah, I can be sexy too
I know I have the persona as being silly and happy all the time but I can turn it on just like the rest of the guys
"C'mon aegi. Wanna taste you"
Her face is fire red as she climbs up my body
As soon as she's over my face, I wrap my arms around her legs, bringing her down while I lift my head, my tongue buried in her gorgeous pussy
Her taste hits my mouth and I can't help but moan lewdly into her
She tastes so fucking delicious, so fucking sweet
I run my tongue all over her soft cunt, up and down, listening to her moans
I get lost in her pussy, sucking and licking, my fingers digging into her thighs as I thoroughly enjoy myself
She's so wet, it's all over my face, dripping down my neck and I wouldn't have it any other way
Running my tongue up, I flick her clit with the tip of my tongue, her screams of my name so loud, her hand burying in my hair
I never thought I'd ever love hearing my name as much as I do when she calls me
It sends shivers down my spine every time
Moving my tongue, I spend sometime lavishing her clit with licks, feeling it throb, each one going straight to my straining cock
I tug her clit into my mouth, sucking hard right away
"Hoseok!", she shouts, my eyes watching her shake on top of me
Moving my hands from her thighs, I grab a handful of her ass cheeks in each hand, squeezing over and over
I literally can't get enough of her
If I could I'd spend all day buried between her legs
My cock, my mouth, my fingers, pulling orgasm after orgasm out of her
That'd be one of the best fucking days of my life
As I lay my tongue on her pussy, her hips start moving, fucking my mouth
I keep my tongue still, letting her take over, still able to taste her sweetness
Her pulsing clit rubs back and forth on my tongue, her hand pulling my hair hard, her hips rocking on my mouth
I groan into her, loving every fucking second
"Hobi", she whines, "Wanna fuck your tongue"
Yes, please
Licking her once, I slide my tongue to her hole, circling a few times before, pushing in as far as I can go
"Fuck", she cries, leaning over me, her hands holding her up on the floor
I keep kneading her ass as she bounces on my tongue
Up and down, up and down, just like she did on my cock
I'm so fucking turned on it's ridiculous
She drips right into my mouth and I swallow every time
I can feel her creaming my tongue and I'm so excited for her orgasm
Moving my arms, I help her ride my tongue, making sure I keep it inside her tiny hole, each clench sending shivers down my spine
This is fucking amazing
I've never had a girl ride my tongue before
It's so fucking erotic
"Hobi...I'm gonna..."
I know
I can feel her throbs getting faster just like she did on my cock
She's right there
"Oh god, Hobi! I'm coming on your tongue!", she cries, her cream flooding my mouth and I eagerly swallow it all
I pull her down as far as she can go on my tongue, swallowing her sweet cum, her legs shaking around my head
"Mmm baby", I groan, cleaning her up when she finishes, "So sweet baby. So good. Fuck"
"Rrr..really?"
"Oh yeah aegi. I swear I'm gonna want to eat your cunt everyday"
"Fuck Hobi"
When I finish licking her, she moves off my face, leaning against the couch
I need more of her
Right now
Sitting up, I get to my knees, pulling her up, positioning her in front of me
I push her down on the couch, pulling her close to the edge, spreading her legs wide
Getting between them, I stay on my knees, my cock at the perfect height to fuck her
Gripping her hips, I pull her down, right onto my cock in one thrust
"Hobi", she whimpers, her eyes on mine
"More baby", I ask
She nods, "Want you"
I'm so fucking happy
Holding her hips, I slide her up my dick then pull her back down hard
She helps me as we get a good pace going, moving with whatever direction I'm pulling her in
My eyes are glued to her tiny hole stretching wide, her swollen lips petaling open every time she takes me inside
She leaks so much cream, making a thick creamy ring around the base of my cock
"God, you're pussy is so pretty taking my cock", I murmur
I don't know where she's taking all of me until I move my gaze up watching her lower stomach bulge with my cock every time I pull her down on me
I watch mesmerized as her tummy rises and falls, rises and falls
She puts her hand there, feeling
"Feels so good Hobi. Going so deep inside me"
"Hurts?", I ask, wanting to make sure I'm not hurting her
I never want to hurt her
She shakes her head, moaning, "Feels too good"
Removing her hand, she takes one of mine, pressing it against her stomach
I feel my cock move inside her, so fucking amazed I can actually feel it
Gripping her hips again, I move her faster on me, her body arching, her moans getting louder and louder, pretty tears filling her eyes
"Hobi", she whimpers, "Want you to cum"
My brain malfunctions for a second before her words penetrate
"W..where?"
"My pussy"
"You're pussy?", I ask, shocked
"Yes", she whines, breathing harder, "Just want you there"
Just me?
"Has anyone ever filled your pussy?", I pant, pulling her up and down my dick faster, my body so hot and sweaty
"Nnn..no", she moans
That makes my brain stall again
No one has ever cum inside her?
"Oh no? Why not, with all the sex you claim to have?", I gape
"Ccc.. condom", she moans
We're not using a condom though
I raise my eyebrows, "No one's been inside you bare?"
She shakes her head, her hands gripping the couch so hard her fingers are white
"Just me?", I ask, awed
She nods rapidly
"And you want me to cum in your pussy? Be the first one to ever fill you?"
"Yes!", she shouts, her cunt spasming so hard around my shaft
Holy shit
I'm fucking shocked
And although I want to fill her cunt so badly, I can't help but wonder why me?
Why is she letting me fuck her bare?
Why is she begging me to cum inside her?
What makes me so special?
"Why?", I question
"Www..what?"
"Why me? Why are you letting me fuck you bare? Why do you want me to cum inside you?", I ask, trying to hold onto my thoughts
She just feels so fucking good, the pleasure so intense that I just want to stop thinking as I get closer to coming
"I...I...", she babbles as I continue to impale her on my cock
"Why... why am I so special?", I stammer
"Bb..because....because..", she whimpers
"Because why?"
I pull her down hard, my head hitting her spot, making her squirt, gushing all over me, the couch and the floor
Oh my fucking god, it feels phenomenal
"Because I love you!", she screams, her body arching, tears flooding her face, "I love you!"
"Fuck!", I cry, against the bliss, holding back my orgasm as I realize what she just said to me
She said she loves me
Oh my god
"Ddd..do you really-"
"I love you Hobi", she whimpers, her pussy stopping her squirt as her orgasm ends
She loves me too
This is a fucking dream come true
I better not be dreaming because if I wake up I'm going to be so fucking angry
"I love you", she repeats, breathing hard, her eyes closed
This is it
She's mine
And I'm gonna give her what she wants
Pulling out, I pick her up, putting her on the couch on her back
Pushing her legs to her chest, I plunge back inside her cunt, her loud moan so pornographic
"I'm gonna give you what you want aegi", I tell her, thrusting hard, splitting her hole wide open, smashing her spot each time, "I'm gonna cum in your pussy"
"Yes Hobi", she nods, her eyes on me, bliss all over her pretty face
The faster I go, the louder her sloppy pussy gets, the squelching sound of her taking my cock so pretty
"Do you hear how wet you are for me?", I growl, pumping my cock into her tight hole, "How loud your pussy is?"
"Yes", she breathes
"Do you feel how hard you clench on me, wanting to keep me inside you?"
"Yes"
"You know why I fit so perfectly inside you?", I demand, "Why you fit fucking perfectly around my cock? Why it feels so good when we're together?"
"Www..why?"
"Because you're mine", I tell her, "You're fucking mine"
She nods, "Yes Hobi. Yours"
"You're mine, I'm yours, We're meant to be together"
"Yeah Hobi"
Dropping her legs around my waist, I tilt her face up to mine, her beautiful wet brown eyes looking at me, the love in them for me taking my breath away
"I love you", I finally tell her, "I fucking love you so much"
"I love you Hobi", she whispers, her arms moving around my neck, pulling me closer, kissing me
I wrap one arm around her, pulling her up against me, skin against skin
I lean on my hand by her head, kissing her passionately, as I drag my cock out of her, then thrusting back inside
I'm so close and so is she
"Cum with me baby", I whisper, breaking the kiss and leaning my forehead against hers
The next thrust has sheer ecstasy tidal waving over me as I sheath my cock inside her, burying my face in her neck, screaming in pleasure
At the same time, she screams my name, her pussy so fucking tight as she cums all over me
I shoot my cum deep inside her, screaming her name, both of us clinging onto each other as we ride out the astounding pleasure
"Hobi", she cries, her fingers pulling my hair hard
"Joanne", I moan, my arm giving out, both of us collapsing on the couch
"I love you so fucking much Hoseok", she whispers, "You have no idea baby. Fuck I wanted you for so fucking long"
I lift my head, looking down at her, softly touching her cheek, "I know how you feel aegi because I've wanted you for so long too. God, Jo I fucking loved you for years. You are always who I've wanted. Always. Since I can remember"
"Me too Hobi. I was going to tell you when we were in school but then you got into BigHit and started training. I know the life of an idol baby and I didn't want to distract you or mess anything up for you"
I understand why she didn't tell me
And she's always had my back, always supported me, encouraged me whenever I felt down about the start of BTS
She was still always there for me and I tried to be there for her as much as I could
"I was always thinking about you baby", I confess, "When I left for training, you were always on my mind. Always"
She smiles softly, "You were on mine Hobi"
I smile back, "Since we love each other, then we can finally be together"
He face falls a little bit, scaring me
"You do want to be with me, don't you?"
"I do but I'm scared", she says softly, "You're going to the military soon. What...what if...all the time apart...you won't love me anymore?"
Understanding dawns on me and I relax
"Jo, I will always love you", I assure her, "I've loved you since high school aegi and it hasn't changed. Two years of military service won't change that. I swear"
"Since high school too?", she smiles
"Of course aegi. My whole life you've been the only girl for me"
She giggles, running her fingers in my hair
"So please aegi, tell me you're finally mine"
"I'm yours Jung, Hoseok. All yours"
"And I'm all yours"
She smiles so brightly it takes my breath away
"I love you Hobi"
"I love you Jo"
"Good, now kiss me", she laughs
I smile, leaning down, my lips against hers
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Nicole, I still love you. It's Ari. God, I'm so fucking depressed and I just need to feel worse. You're poison, you're like poisonous garbage that gets everywhere and makes everything rot and burn. I need the kind of girl who's going to help me pick out rope at the hardware store to make my noose.
Whatever you want, I'll do it. I'm ready to treat you like shit too. Being abused feels amazing, actually, it's horrible and painful but in like the way it is when you get a tattoo? Not that I've ever gotten a tattoo.
Fuck, what does a lesbian in this school need to do to become/find an evil fucking demon of a girlfriend? Let's torture each other forever and get married based on pure hatred and lust.
Also, stop being on Team Jacob, you pussy. Edward actually gets laid with girls instead of playing grab-ass in the woods.
oh you wanna get married when we haven't even spoken in like two months? yeah that sounds like an amazing idea, when's the wedding?
but seriously though, have you tried using a vibrator? specifically, have you tried cutting while using one? it's like, 90% of the high you're looking for probably. try that for a few months before you start declaring your undying love for me again
also who the fuck is jacob? is that a twilight thing? i haven't seen it because, you know, i'm not a fucking nerd who watches movies based on books about rape fantasies
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Welcome to Aqua Rambles on about KFP
I just finished binging Kung Fu Panda 1-3 (not 4 yet) and man outside of a few secondhand embarrassment scenes, because there are a couple of them still for my brain, What I will say is this
god I do miss KFP fandom so so much but I also was REALLY young when I first found myself in that fandom, so like, It's only a matter of time before I found myself brainrotting the movies again and even shorter of time before I re-entered Fandom Space.
So let's get the obvious ones out of the way. God I love Tragedies and the whole prophecy that was laid out hundreds of years ago, I love how cohesive the Trilogy is (I think we all agree that KFP3 was the true end of the Series, since not even the VAs liked KFP4 and it was a glorified corporate cash grab, but don't worry, AUs exist (: )
Tai Lung and General Kai are definitely by far the two MAIN villains I vibe with the most given their situations (Tragedy Affliction & Bond Brother Give-Take disagreement) I do love Shen but my love for him is extremely nuanced on the fact he's a diabolical genocidal sociopath but he's also oddly fucking dramatic, theatrical and comedic of a villain DESPITE the 3 words I JUST called him.
But also the Wolf Boss.. God he's a bastard (affectionate) but EVERY TIME HE "INSULTS" PO HE JUST GOES OFF ON NON-THREATENING TERMS homie please stop being bisexual on the battlefield lmaO /pos.
The Will to write Tai Lung just like 13yo me wanted to has not changed outside of the fact that after a decade more of writing with extremely intricate and nuanced characters with complex tragedies and traumas, I feel like I could finally do justice with this Snow Leopard (especially with Redemption Arcs, because hee-ho I write Saren Arterius, you know. Mass Effect 1's big bad villain that is just as much as a tragedy as Tai Lung but unlike Tai Lung this idiot decided to try to get parasitical genocide machines to spare them and ended up getting indoctrinated against his will)
Now onto Main Cast. Just like kid me, Viper and Mantis were my two go-to idols for KFP1, my love for Crane's realism-centric attitude and Tigress' having second thoughts and a much more intricate wake-up call in KFP2 and on became so much more apparent, like, trust me I haven't watched any of the other animated content but you can tell like, these 6 have gotten so attached to one another (Monkey and Po, especially, literally best buds love that for them)
But the SHEER amount of times I have said this phrase "Viper, Please rephrase yourself" has been in the nearly every thing she has ever said she is so upfront and has misread the room every single damn time. and don't even GET ME Started on KFP2/3 Tigress, the sheer amount of character development she gets is insane
she goes from an asshole to deep down realizing that Po has fallen still due to mental turmoil SEVERAL times and isn't keeping Po down there with Ox and Croc because she doesn't want him getting in the way but BECAUSE She doesn't want him to get hurt like him freezing up both times has gotten him. And then further more watching Po teach everyone their own ways of Kung-Fu all the WHILE TIGRESS IS HOLDING ON TO A BABY PANDA THE WHOLE TIME, EVEN FIGHTING WITH THE KID. AND THEN SHE CARRIES THEM AROUND EVEN AT THE JADE PALACE AT THE END OF THE MOVIE.
And please I can't fucking believe it took Crane several MOVIES TO GET HIS FUCKING NECK FIXED AFTER WHAT TAI LUNG DID TO HIM, HOMIE HAD A CROOKED NECK FOR MONTHS. There were scenes in KFP2 and Early KFP3 where this man's neck was still partially FUCKED. Dude shrugs it off like it's nothing and then proceeds to heal his wing in merely a few damn days max.
The Theatrics, all of the animations, the voice work.. god damn I adore these three movies so so much. But there is one thing I was not expecting and honestly I should've seen it coming.
My eventual brainrot and emotional attachment to side characters and characters with very minimal screen time (I should've seen this with me Writing Volteer from The Legend of Spyro, Nihlus Kryik from Mass Effect 1, and many more)
Dude I LOVE Master Croc, I don't know why SPECIFICALLY him but like. I like how he looks so cocky wanted to kick Shen's shit in, even laughing to himself, how he's so so loyal to Ox after Rhino's (supposed death), like you KNOW these three were inseparable and it LOOKS like Rhino reunites with Master Ox and Master Croc at the end of KFP3 that's what I hope if it was even only for a couple of minutes following what was probably Rhino heading back to the Spirit Realm.
I really love Master Croc, it is not even funny he's such a character, a silly, perhaps.
but now my rambles go to something else, since it takes place in the era that it does.. and like.. my hoard of Dragon OCs and Dragon Characters (literally all the guys on this blog ARE dragons!~ ) Like.. what would be the general consensus of a Dragon popping up in universe? Since back then they're still hailed as deities (Like the Dragon Kings, and all the dragon deities in both Chinese and Japanese mythology)
I am so so curious. But maybe I should add more to my rambles later when I am not so tired but god I have ideas and WILL enact on them.
A tiny edit: I 100% support kaiway due to the context I now have from watching KFP3, homie you have spent all the time in the world holding up Oogway's Chi charm like you want him to see everything like, they def. had something going on pre-banishment
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Bedrooms and Hallways(1998)-Watching Con O'Neill's old stuff cause it's fun. Day #?
Bedrooms and Hallways
Here we are!
Once again, consuming media I would have otherwise never watched for one guy. As always thoughts at the end.
Warnings: I can't find any official ones but- any genitals are covered by a blanket, knee, or just blurred in the background. Referenced masturbation. Post-coital/foreplay activities. Fighting. Two men making out, generally just friends encouraging their friend to get laid. Don't watch in front of the family. 90s-era comedy, biphobia might be an issue, but that might just depend on the viewer.
Life Update: Just turned 21 yesterday, didn't do anything fun (I've never drank and don't really want to), but rewatched OFMD yesterday for the first time in months with the brother. I just had a good day. This movie has a guy leaving his 'fun' twenties to live his more serious adult life. Accidentally fitting :)
As always I'd love to thank everyone who reads this. The usual suspects, those who've given me notes, and the blogs I love to see who have posted about this movie<3 Y'all make my year just that bit brighter. If you haven't seen this movie, I've also got Con photos here from the movie. So there's that. :)
@mossiestpiglet @thedowneyheart @harryduboisfathog @downinthehull @dianetastesmetal @ivegotnonameidea @gydima @treesofgreen @jaysfandomcorner @joestrummen
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30? Lovely. Celebrate a bit!
"THE BOYS COME BACK" Yey!
Oh I love this. CON!!!
Give that man a surprise party, he's literally asking for one.
God, Love that our protagonist has a support system.
God where the fuck are they at, this is a giant apartment.
I know a few recognizable faces are in this, but I will need to IMDB everyone
Protagonist being awkward around everyone at his own suprise party is very sweet.
Yeah, they threw a party just to throw a party, but still. Try to have fun.
Well, I'd love to see more of Con's guy.
Bro's working on coming out a bit? Good for him.
IS THAT HUGO WEAVING? ELROND? V? What the fuck??!?! Oh, I'm in for a good time.
Hell yeah, a suit kink is standard. OH HE FUCKS PEOPLE IN HOUSES THAT ARN'T SOLD YET?!?!? That feels illegal in a way.
Okay, if your going to do something like this, check the upstairs before you fuck.
I'm into the editing, fun and snappy.
Ha! The way Leo(protagonist) gossips to everyone.
(talking to coworker)Bro, just communicate in a relationship, seriously. Why do straight men in media just assume relationships are getting complemented every once in a while.
I need straight friends like this.
I'm concerned with the phrase men's group.
I've gotten a few chuckles out already.
I think they're a fun older straight couple. (Men's group.)
Oh, was the first few minutes a jump forward? Lovely.
CON! TERRY!
God, I want his wardrobe.
"You sat in a room with straight men and talked about your feelings?" True, I'd be surprised as well.
Your friend is more Fem presenting and has probably been harassed most of his life. He's found a nice inner circle, don't bash him.
Does this man with a rough voice that washes over you happen to be named Terry? It's not, but what if.
(Realtor showing a house) Babe, it's housing, it's never really positive.
"Don't stop now I was just getting moist!" Haaahhaa
(Cut to the men's group) THE HONESTY STONE! I NEED TO DO THIS IN A FIC.
What the fuck is going on here?
"Support his head in a loving way"?
(guy clearly lying on the ground pretending to be having an exorcism)Me too guy, this is a lot.
I….I want to be in the lady's room. I know why this character is doing this. If he makes a big show of it, he doesn't need to actually genuinely open up.
CON COVERING HIS MOUTH SO HE DOESNT LAUGH
Love that they sat for hours letting this guy go off.
Leo's turn. "I find a member of the group attractive." (That member being Brenden) WOAH. Babe, bold. This just feels like an easy way to get beat up.
Terry, I have questions. Mainly, how are you swinging babe? I love that he's supportive of Leo coming out almost immediately, if hesitant.
"He's alright." TERRY YOU BITCH
Call me a prude, I don't think I'd fuck in a pool.
I love that we see how much these houses cost.
I also love how supportive his friend is here with this crush.
I swear if someone dies I'm going to lose my shit.
SAUNA
OH GOOD LORD! Gender? Envy.
(Then we move on into the women's club's room for a usual meeting. The men all wearing white robes. Terry opens the scene by saying he has a big announcement.)
HELL YEAH TERRY!
IS HE ALSO QUEER?
THE HARPOON?
(Terry, hesitantly, admitting that he jacked off to a magazine filled with men) HELL YEAH TERRY!
GOOD FOR YOU TERRY! (IM ASSUMING) BISEXUAL ICON!
FUCKING YEAH! GOOD ON YOU MAN.
As someone who also found out about themselves after someone close came out to them. Awww. It's just very sweet.
God I love terry talking to the women's group leader "cause we've made a mess of it, us men, haven't we." ICON
The drama. Oh, Brenden is a closet case. And Terry, THE GUY WHO JUST HAD THE BALLS TO COME OUT is hitting on HIS man.
Imagine making a men's support group that turns into a dating agency
Don't be mean to Terry, Brenden. Terry is mean enough to himself. Have you looked at him?
OHHH GET IT TERRY! MAKE BRENDEN JEALOUS!
HAHAHAHAH HE READ JANE AUSTEN! Rude, but yeah, that shit can be a slog to read.
JESUS FUCKING CHRIST…wait…oh my god. Darren fucking Mr. Collins. That's how I recognize him! OH MY GOD. That was years after this!!!! WTF!?!?!?
OH MY LORD SHORT SHORTS TERRY YOU FIEND. I see the fifth-dimensional chess going on here.
You won't be hunting shit. It's a public forest in England. Order takeout.
How the fuck did they actually catch a rabbit.
Oh, Terry you pathetic little guy. Trapped in a bush.
Terry. 0. Bush 1. Awww he had to change outfits :(.
Yeah, there you go babes. Order food like men.
Don't dance that close to the fire, also, taking his shirt off is a good move. 10/10.
Brenden, why are you like this. Crawling into his tent, I see you.
Seriously? Terry walks into camp and thinks he sees the shadows of the two of them(Leo and Brenden) fucking? Just like Ed&Stede with the sword incident. Making Terry jealous and defensive? Great. Love it.
God Terry's outfits are all looks, sassy bitch, I love it
Ohh shit. Terry's jealous.
OHH SHIT! GET HIM TERRY! GET HIS ASS.
(In the car, driving home) AWWWW Terry says he's not ready for hugs yet but in the opening, we saw him hug Leo. :) That's so fucking GOOD. AHH
Oh, we've all had that straight crush we wished was gay.
So did they actually fuck? Or...
Terry's fucking side-eye. He's probably happy he gets to flip the script a bit here on Leo with the whole sexuality exploration.
This isn't going to go well for Leo.
Obviously respect where people are at, don't force gay people to prove that they aren't just faking it but still. Weird.
(The roommate trying to 'test' if he likes women) HAHAHHAHAA I love them. This is weird but he doesn't seem too uncomfortable with it.
(Skipped a few scenes, but Leo and Brenden definately fuck)
Awww Leo's chasing after him to make sure you get his number is cute. AWWWW.
They're flirting is so fun. Love banter=flirting
Oh does she think she's cheating on him with another woman?
OH HE'S TOTALLY CHEATING THAT'S FUCKED UP.
Oh God, they know each other. Brenden is dead. Murdered.
The way that Darren ran over to hear the gossip! HOLY SHIT!
OH SHIT, THE WAY HE'S TRYING TO COVER FOR HIM, DAMN
Okay, he's not cheating, he's actually broken up here. Good.
No, that's totally a relationship on pause. Good on him for trying to clarify where Brenden is at before pushing it further.
Good on the married couple that runs the groups. "I love being a woman, not because of you, because of me."
Terry do you want to fuck Brennan. That's definitely a look you're giving him.
Awww! Baby Queers unite! "Does it hurt?" "You get used to it after a while..." Terry squeezes the pillow tighter "Excellent." Ahh! Love it.
"*Gong* I've Got something but it's not homosexual so I don't know If you'll be interested" hmm….we'll see John. You're on a tight rope.
I love this therapist guy. Damn. If John's going to be like that, he can just leave.
Leo. Babe, bisexual. The word we're looking for is Bisexual.
"You are a strawberry blonde. You can't go out with an ash blonde." Me looking at my blond x brunette ship list.
Handcuffs= they're going to get caught.
(Darren gets caught getting fucked in the girlfriends house, then needs to tell Leo, cause YEAH) "If I'd done something really, really, really, bad…"Ahahahahha Callback
God, I hope everyone pairs up with someone. Especially Terry-
"Why am I always the one waiting for everyone to sort themselves out?" Me too babe
CONFRONT HIM AT WORK. GREAT IDEA.
THROUPLE, I vote throuple. 2 people have issues communicating, but it could work.
SHE KNEW, AND DOESN'T WANT HIM BACK. GOOD ON HER
Darren, please put down the knife. You are going to hurt yourself.
Cut to the party back at the beginning.
OH GOOD FUCKING GOD. Go hang out with your friends, babe.
Terry stay away from Brenden. He's has a bad vibe. Also, Glowup! The white coat, the shirt! God. I want his gender.
Three is a throuple and 2 members here are too irresponsible to manage it.
Good on her for setting boundaries though.
The whole kissing friends thing is so weird.
HA! THE WHOLE WOMENS GROUP IS ALSO SHADES OF QUEER! AHHHH! The older straight couple just loves the gossip.
Oh, Elrond wants to fuck. Well, at least you tried mate. Good on Darren for trying to stand up for himself, the guy wants a bit of romance.
OHHHH SHIT! TERRY'S CHEWING HIM OUT!!!!
GET HIM TERRY! CHEW BRENDEN OUT! YOU ARE GOING TO LOSE THIS FIGHT! BUT I WANT IT!
Oh they absolutely need to fuck, the sheer hatred emanating off of them alone. LOOK AT IT
The two Blondes unaware two idiots about to fight in the backyard.
God, i actually like/care for all of these couples, it's sweet
1 PUNCH IS ALL IT TOOK. The nose is his weak spot.
ONCE AGAIN HE'S SAD BLOODY AND PATHETIC
OH MY GOD. Brenden is actually using his pickup line on Terry? OH GOD.
HAHAHA HIS LOOK TO THE HEAVENS AND QUIET 'YES!' Hopefully they can make it work. But with Brenden back to living with her, who knows.
Well, another year. Everyone paired off. Leo is letting himself find joy where ever he can find it. Both roommates are getting laid. Good, happy, movie.
Yeah, that 'hope it's just a phase' joke isn't great.
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Bisexuality: This film goes into the whole 'are you truly a gay', thing. Overall it ends up with three characters who thought they were one way, realizing they were more fluid than they thought(Leo, Darren, and Terry). Just kind of a fun character exploration film. I'm looking at it in a modern sense. Darren(gay roomate) clings to his identity to find a community whereas Leo feels no need to define it. Both aren't inherently wrong, just different ways of living a life. Personally defining a label wasn't for me, so eh, I get both sides. It was the 90s when this came out and for the time, idk. Sexual fluidity feels revolutionary. I think the point of the movie is, to explore and live your life? I'd love to know how any bisexuals who read this feel about it.
Con: 10/10 God I fucking loved Terry.
Seeing someone essentially having my same life experience coming out was funny (exploring the idea of being queer after a friend comes out, realizing you have a crush on that friend, but oh shit, crush has already shacked up with a friend in the group). He's such a fucking sweet asshole. Asking for genuine advice, smiling, standing up for a friend. Sure, he wanted to fuck Leo, but he's still someone Leo can trust. I want to rank all of the Con characters based on how alike they are to Izzy. Cause Terry is up there. He's so pathetic, in such a fun way.
AND GOD HIS OUTFIT CHANGES!
I noticed it in the movie but didn't want to just briefly bring it up to a point, but god it's so good!
The way he naturally relaxes into clothing that just fits his fun personality more. THE SHORTS! After the man comes out, he realizes he wants to fuck Leo, then shows off his legs in shorts! Genius Idea. Beautiful. Then his outfit gets ruined in bushes. GOD. By the end of the movie he settles into a good mix of relaxed and macho. He wears what he's comfortable with and isn't as closed off. It's sweet.
I am not over Con playing the jealous 3rd in a 2 person relationship. I literally rewatched OFMD yesterday for my birthday. These are very similar people. I love it so much guys. I did this thinking this would help me write Izzy, which it has, but god. I'm just so glad I did to see more queer media.
Everyone else 8/10: Darren grew on me like a leach. His version of Queerness opening up to romance, and legit trying to manage that was sweet. Branden was a 50/50 for me, I had bad vibes with him in the beginning and he never really grew on me. I actually hated Daren's main squeeze, too off putting seeing him here. Loved his other roomie, and the therapist/leader the men's group.
Story 6-7/10: I liked the ending. This weird year wrapped up and Leo ready to look into his future. With a new, wider, weirder support system filled with more people expressing their Queerness in different ways. I liked it ignoring the 90s comedy beats, weird editing, music. This was just a fun story that ignored the real world for a bit.
Overall: 7-8/10. Personally, I recommend it with caveats. Weird 'we need to separate hetero and homo' stuff, and weird humor definitely from the 90s. I did like 90% of the characters though, and this was a long movie that kept me engaged the whole time. Which is something I can't say about some of Con's other stuff. Again, I'm heavily leaning to one side of the Kinsey scale. I can't imagine how insulting this movie could be if I was more center-leaning. Love to hear yall's thoughts down below <3 I love chatting with yall.
(Also, if I didn't recognize anyone else famous, please yell at me)
(Ranking based on Character/Performance, not on project itself)
I've decided that I will add his mini projects/tv appearances eventually. Pie in the Sky needs to get on there For Sure. Next up, I am actually watching the first half of Real Women, S2 eps1-4.
(Fun aside. I put all of Con's characters into the Hunger games generator, including the characters I hadn't seen yet. Terry came out victorious! Killing off Angel and Mogh personally. This set expectations high, and I'm glad he met them.)
Have an amazing week yall!
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No but imagine Anthony taking a post shag selfie with Kate (he has a whole photo album of them in his phone because.... duh he’s Anthony ‘HornyforKate’ Bridgerton) and accidentally sending it to his family group chat.. Ooop
Okay, but imagine they don't know anything about this relationship that's been blossoming, let's say it's at the end of Hand(s)y
They're in their little afterglow, breathless and wild, his lips on her neck as he takes the picture, her nose wrinkled at the camera as she laughs, his arm slung over her chest the only thing really obscuring her from showing far too much, and he really didn't mean to send it to his family, in fact, he didn't realise he accidentally had as Kate's lips had started moving over his neck again and her hips had started grinding against his thigh and he'd gotten a little distracted as he'd dropped his phone to the floor with a thrilled Again? Really?
And he'd woken up the next morning to a veritable stream
Daphne (Girl #1): Ant. Do we need to talk about the things that are appropriate to share?
Frankie Bean: I'd agree I don't think we need to see every conquest
Mum: Anthony, this woman is beautiful, ask her to marry you and be done with it please (I'm joking, though she is very pretty)
Intrepid travel (Drain on funds): Oh Ho! Golden boy Anthony has finally slipped up and defiled the GC
Ben (Runner Up): If you think Anthony's the Golden boy you really haven't been paying attention Col. But ! @Eloise- recognise someone here.
Hyacinth (Baby Flower): I'm scarred. I will be seeking reparations
Gregory (Smoosh): I will be seeing a PS5 in damages. Blue controllers.
Angry Feminist: SHUT THE FUCK UP!
Gregory (Smoosh): No wait! One Pink and One Blue.
Mum: Eloise, please.
Angry Feminist: THAT'S EDWINA'S SISTER KATE WHO I'VE BEEN TRYING TO SET HIM UP WITH FOREVER
Mum: Kate? Eloise more information please.
Ben (Runner Up): Oh *I* have the information that Eloise doesn't. Anthony, for months now, has been ditching work, and showing up at Kate and Edwina's as the handyman. She mistook him for one and he didn't want to correct her because he liked her. Sly dog. Fucking paid off.
Daphne (Girl #1): oh my god. please. Is this real? please let it be real.
Intrepid travel (Drain on funds): Jesus Christ. And she bought it? He showed up dressed like Anthony and she bought it?
Ben (Runner Up): There was, and I can't believe I'm saying this, a costume involved.
Angry Feminist: No. Kate would never be that dumb, she wouldn't
Ben (Runner Up): Oh but she has sister. It looks like... the pipe's been laid.
Anthony: Well... This isn't exactly how I wanted to do this but can we show some respect please? Kate's my girlfriend and it's new but it's serious.
Daphne (Girl #1): Well.
Ben (Runner Up): Buddy. You did it. Wait does she know you aren't the handyman?
Anthony: Yes, she knows. Can we just... not make a big deal out of this?
Angry Feminist: I KNEW IT! I KNEW YOU WOULD LIKE HER!
Intrepid travel (Drain on funds): Wait, Greg, Hy. Check on Mum please.
Gregory (Smoosh): She burst into tears
Anthony: Mum, we're not making a big deal out of this remember
Mum: I NEVER THOUGHT THIS DAY WOULD COME
Anthony: Mum, please, just- I'm really happy just don't do anything weird
Mum: Eloise, I need her mother's phone number
Anthony: Mum! No! You don't!
Angry Feminist: On it!
Anthony: No! Guys!
Angry Feminist: Her name is Mary, Mum, here's her phone number
Anthony: Mum, No!
Mum: Thanks, sweetheart.
Anthony: Guys no!
Anthony: Guys?!
#hand(s)y#kathony#anthony x kate#kate sharma#kate sheffield#anthony bridgerton#a gaggle of bridgertons#molly’s asks and answers
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Hi hello hi
Bit of an announcement/update/word vomit thing. Sorry it's so long.
First; I'd like to apologize for dropping off the face of the Earth. I've received lots of asks/messages checking in on me & I promise I didn't ignore anyone on purpose, I genuinely couldn't tell you the last time I opened tumblr.
Okay so; I know most of you are aware this hasn't been the greatest year for me mental health wise. It's been the hardest year for my depression in a loooong time & that was with just every day life being life.
Welp, the universe or God or the grand pubah or whoever decided that wasn't enough & really socked it to me....I'm not sure if I've mentioned it, but I work in the mortgage industry. A large portion of my pay is bonus pay per file (as usual in this industry) & then I have a smaller base hourly pay. As of August, the bottom completely dropped out of the market when interest rates sky rocketed. My bonuses shrank to almost none.
Being as I had just closed on my very own house that I worked very hard to finally be able to purchase in June, this was not great. Cut to November & it had only gotten worse. Nearly everyone I worked with has been laid off . & then the death blow, they cut my hours to part time.
So a mixture of more work with less support in less hours & trying to figure out how to pay my bills sent me spiraling like big time. I've been a really shitty wife, friend, employee, daughter, etc for the past two months. I haven't had it in me.
I haven't logged on because I've felt so guilty for the lack of updates to SotD that I've felt like I didn't want to be on here. I felt like I couldn't come back without an update or a date for when the next update would be.
That, & the fact that I've not had much free time at all, I've been doing every side hustle I can come up with & applying for second jobs.
I'm genuinely so sorry you guys. I feel like I've totally failed all of you & I hate it. I do plan on coming back to SotD, but I honestly cannot tell you when & for that I am also so so sorry. I am just trying to stay alive right now & it's a struggle every day.
I know no one asked for this much info about my life and it's quite possibly too much, but I felt like I owed y'all more than 'Idk when I'll update again'.
I appreciate all of your messages & want to thank you so much for your concern & care about me. I know I have not responded yet, but I promise I've read every single one of them this morning. It means more than I have the capacity to express right now. Thank you for loving my writing & being literally the best online community/family I could ever ask for.
I'm so genuinely sorry.
I hope you are all doing well & hope to be able to get back to hanging out here, I really miss it.
Love y'all 💖
xx Soda
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(Set shortly after Novhen and Morrigan's post-Inquisition reunion. Possible Inquisition spoilers re: the old god baby. CW: Discussions of memory loss)
[70 One Word Prompts]
Someone was watching him. Novhen felt the eyes boring into the back of his neck plain as anything. The Vigil's gardens were small and simple. He was on their edge and, by all appearances, alone, save for his mabari resting at his feet. All that was behind him was a single waist-high hedgerow and the roofed corridor that led back into the keep's interior. Just enough shadow for someone to conceal themself.
His hand tightened around his cane, but his muscles burned too much from old wounds to let him rise from the bench.
Novhen leaned forward as best he could and pet Griffon for a chance to get a good look at the hound, but he was placid, yawning even. It was doubtful that he wouldn't have noticed an unfamiliar scent. Whoever it was couldn't have been a threat, but the unwelcome feeling wouldn't go away. If they were going to watch him, Novhen at least deserved to know who it was.
"Griff," he whispered into his ear, "do you think you could fish out whoever's spying back there?"
Griffon smushed his snout against Novhen's jaw and hopped up. He ran around the bench and over the hedges behind it. He stood tall and barked with his tail wagging vigorously.
Novhen turned in time to see a child fall backwards out of the shrubs. The child held his arms defensively in front of himself. His face was the spitting image of Morrigan's.
"Griffon, stand down," Novhen commanded.
Griffon barked affirmatively. He toddled back to Novhen’s feet and laid down to passively watch events unfold. He had done his part. Kieran lowered his arms and stared at anything but his father.
Novhen looked at him apologetically. "Hope he didn't give you too much of a fright, kid."
Kieran twiddled his fingers anxiously, "Hello, Father. I'm sorry for hiding."
Novhen's chest sank. The poor boy clearly didn't trust him. Not that he could blame him. They'd only just met. Until last month, he had been nothing but an absence for years, worse than a stranger. He had no right to expect any better.
He tried to smile, "There's no need to apologize for that. You don't have to be so formal with me either, you know. You can just call me Da."
"Right… Da," Kieran said.
A silence fell between them. Kieran looked at his feet. Novhen kicked himself. He was lucky the boy acknowledged him as family at all. He shouldn’t try to force that familiarity so soon. He would have to earn it, but this could be a perfect time to work towards that goal.
Novhen said, "Kieran, why don't you come sit with me while I wait for my strength to come back? There's still space for another."
Kieran cautiously stepped forward. As he turned the corner around the nearest gap in the hedges, he kept his eyes fixed on Griffon. Novhen followed his line of sight.
"Don't worry yourself about him," he said. "He's a smart dog. Wouldn't hurt a hair on your head."
Griffon huffed as though any other possibility would have been completely absurd.
Kieran sat down slowly. He now stared off into the distance, refusing to look either Novhen or Griffon in the eye.
Novhen leaned back. Birdsongs filled every inch of the air at this hour. The thought flitted through his head that Kieran could have snuck up on him by shapeshifting into a bird or some other innocuous animal. He was all but guaranteed to develop magic someday, and Morrigan would certainly be a willing teacher. It was only a matter of whether or not he already had. Or, Novhen mused, maybe he used more traditional means of sneaking around, like a Tabris.
The boy sat stiffly next to him.
"Something on your mind?" Novhen asked.
Kieran hesitated to answer. "I remember you with a sword. I haven't seen you with a sword here though."
"Don’t know where you would’ve gotten that image of me from. I'm not really a swordsman. I don't think I've even touched one since…"
Right. The archdemon. Of course he would remember that.
Novhen cleared his throat. "I guess that doesn't matter. I only used a sword that one time."
Kieran looked down at his hands and said quietly, "He said that you killed him, but he wasn't mad."
A pause.
"How much do you remember of that day?" Novhen asked delicately.
"Not much anymore."
"That might be for the best. I can't imagine those being pleasant memories for you to hold," he said softly, "but hey, that gives us something in common, doesn't it?"
Kieran looked at him quizzically, "What? But how would you forget? You were there."
"Ah, so I was," he answered, "but as it went, I also hit my head something awful right after and was still recovering from the last time I got knocked down that fight. I only know I'm the one who killed the archdemon because everyone else spent the next six months screaming in my ear about it nonstop."
He said, "The story I heard was much more heroic than that."
"I bet it would be. The truth makes for a lousy story, and your storyteller had dignity to protect."
"Can you tell me the truth then?" Kieran asked.
"Would if I could, kid, but like I said, I got slapped around a few too many times to remember much of anything," Novhen shrugged. "I guess if you want to know about any earlier part of that battle? Or is there any other story? I know a few good ones."
Kieran furrowed his eyebrows for several seconds before he responded, "How did you become a Grey Warden? Whenever I asked Mother, she would say she didn't know."
From the ground, Griffon raised an ear.
Novhen drummed his fingers against his cane's handle, "Yeah, I suppose I never told her much of that one. It's not my favorite to tell, but for you, I'll let it slide this once. Listen close because I can't promise you'll hear it again."
Novhen cleared his voice for the show. This would be a lot of details to smudge.
#askbox#ectoderms#ask game#novhen tabris#kieran#writing#yeah that story is not going to be the moment where novhen suddenly becomes a crusader for truth#i think i'll wait to crosspost this one to ao3 til rites of passage is ready for upload#that way i can get this as a weekly update right before that one's weeklies begin#it'll be a nice little meta level segue and lets me make a few more last minute edits#this has been in my inbox for like six months it needs pushed out#(that said i am still accepting those prompts lol)#this was originally going to have a much tenser ending but i couldn't connect the tissues so this happened instead#novhen took the reins of the narrative and said i'm not allowed to gamble his relationship with his son for likes
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GOD BLESS 👍💓✨🥰💝❣️thank you for the most beautiful essay i've laid eyes on in months. for your ship bingo I can't remember any you've done already so I'll throw in the basic marxolor and sectaranza/joranza just in case they haven't been gotten to yet
(someone else asked for marxolor so ill answer that one with the other ask!)
this ones honestly really hard for me to pin down because we dont know what sectonia's precorruption personality was like and i dont have any particular themes to tie down with it other than royal x loyal royal servant, which tbh i do like that dynamic but im mad shrugging about this one. ironically i think i would like it best/it works best under its original premise of a tragic relationship that doesnt ever get to fully realize itself. a one sided crush that develops on the royal taranza slowly gets to know as a friend, but develops just as quickly into horror at what his friend becomes. imagine the "their impact/story is more interesting that the ship itself" square being extra highlighted because that really sums up my feelings perfectly
i dont think anyone ships corrupted sectonia x taranza? and im not for shipping them post-corruption like if she came back to life or something because i think its totally contradictory to taranza and tripple deluxe's whole story. but for precorruption romance i can give it a solid "yeah its cute!". instead of cursed artifacts taranza should give sectonia more outfits. find out tonis personal style so she doesnt feel like she needs to hijack some poor persons body to be beautiful. therapy would also be a good gift i think, but a precorruption romance with both of them being unapologetically evil would also be a+ ngl. maybe theres also something to be said about joronia getting a crush on taranza too as a result of him being the only person willing to connect with her on a deeper level despite her status as a royal. lots of potential and ways you can go with this one depending on personal headcanon!
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i've never felt more comfortable. my flat is literally everything. and i enjoy going to office hybrid cause it really makes me appreciate the days when i'm at home. otherwise i need to find excuses to leave the house but at least this way i'm getting some exercise in every week. low key wish it was 2 days/week but it is what is is.
i forgot how amazing it was living alone. idk why but i love cleaning my space. doing laundry and organizing my things and showering and then lighting a candle and making my lunch for tomorrow. even sweeping the kitchen floor (and i hate sweeping). idk what it is but it just makes me feel.. together? i think it helps my place is so clean and nice in general, cause then when i clean i feel like it's ACTUALLY clean, not just surface clean if that makes sense.
i literally hope i don't have to live with a man ever again. i know my view is skewed because of jake, he made me really hate it at the end. but i know i just haven't found the right guy to live with. but even thinking about it, living with someone else, is repulsive. like, get the f out of my space. i enjoy my quiet time so much.
i've also gotten better at deciding what to make for dinner. usually and in the past it was always so hard and very stressful. even just thinking about what to make that isn't super unhealthy or doesn't require 15 ingredients. but i made tacos 2 weeks ago and i had leftover sour cream that's going to go bad soon so boom, buy some frozen perogies and make those. i dont remember it being this easy in uni but i also had no clue what i was doing and was teaching myself how to cook. it also wasn't this easy living with jake - but lets be real food was always a problem. would never eat leftovers, never had the energy to give any sort of input other than in the summertime. god i have so much resentment and bitterness. i did it to myself. i stayed. for probably 6 months too long. but ykno what, if i left any earlier i'd probably second guess myself and wonder what if. and, idk if i would've moved to calgary. i know i wouldn't be living in this apartment.
god my life would be so different if i had stayed longer. and honestly, i was on the trajectory for it. i even considered staying and maybe do it sometime in january after the holidays. omg i would've gone fucking crazy. laid off, so much time on my hands, him working, me doing absolutely nothing. me looking for some sort of job in vancouver. it makes me sweat just thinking about it. i would've been even more miserable than i had been before.
one thing that really stumps me is he KNEW i was unhappy. literally. he said. i know you haven't been happy for a while. LIKE?? OK?? so you're just going to not say anything or do anything and hope it figures itself out?? fuck he's such a dumb fucking idiot.
i really need this therapy session on sunday. he has literally made me hate and not trust men. i think that's it. i just don't trust anyone to give me a life better than i can give myself.
and maybe that's partly why i'm so down for Brandon. he lives so far there is literally no chance of him ruining my life lmao cause he'll eventually go home far away and i'm here safe from his masculinity.
but brandon is legit the polar opposite of jake. he's kind and loves cats and loves trance and doesn't smoke weed and likes to drink and doesn't LIE and make up stupid stories and fly off the handle with substances.
we'll see how she goes but at least right now i've not been as obsessed with brandon cause i've been so busy being happy on my own. 79 days.
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god I've literally just laid in bed all day and writhed in pain
I haven't gotten a full night's sleep (or rlly more than 3 hours in a row) in more than a month according to my Fitbit, my sleep score consistently borders on a 59 or a 60 (out of 100, aka FAILING) since going back into treatment
I feel like I have the flu but I'm not running a fever, not showing any signs of viral illness.
just laying in bed with full body muscle aches and a feeling that is a cross between freezing to death and burning alive
but the gag is that I'm blazing thru my Waterloo Road rewatch. I've got umm...the better part of 6 series to get through before series 11 premieres on January 3rd. So...dying Lite™️ has really given me nothing better to do but binge watch on iPlayer
I'm on Rachel's prozzy past exposed era (late series 3) and I'm sliving. Next episode's all about a pervy supply teacher kidnapping a student 💕
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cw: injuries, yandere tohma, gn! reader
"so...how long do I have to play along with this little game of yours?"
the question spills out of his mouth without warning, yet each word is methodical, careful, like he's practiced it a thousand times before. the teapot clutched in your hands nearly slips out and shatters over the table you've laid out for the two of you, but the warmth of the porcelain fortunately keeps you steady enough until you can set it down in the space between you two. Tohma was kind enough to bring you a gift after spending awhile away, tending to his duties--so it's only natural that you would take him out for some tea in exchange. it's courtesy. it's expected.
but his question certainly is not.
"I...I have no idea what you're talking about, Tohma."
"really?"
he's sat cross-legged for some time now, waiting as you ordered the tea and offering you some idle chit-chat befitting a pair that haven't seen the other in a while. Tohma has always been your friend even when you were young, but as is custom in a place like Inazuma, your relationship has evolved throughout the years. there are things you can't say anymore, things that would ruin your life if you were caught doing them...and now, you fear, the glint in Tohma's eyes may be an omen that he's about to commit one of those unholy acts.
"come on now, sweetheart, everybody can see the truth for what it is. there's no need to hide it any longer."
he's purposely tiptoeing around the question, waiting for the pieces to click in your mind. he need not say anything at all, however--the way he looks at you in this moment, and the purpose with which he stands from his place at the tea table is enough to set your jaw tight and your eyes to darken.
"you know that I was always meant to be your husband. to be there for you through thick and thin, to care for you when we're both old and gray-"
he takes a few quick steps around it to get to you, to kneel at your side and reach out his hands to pull yours into them, and it's all you can do not to flinch away and risk the image of impropriety. but you've endured this lecture before, and the only thing screaming inside your head is for you to resist--just resist, don't listen to a word he says, and bite your tongue of any insult until he finally gives up and gets the hint.
"Tohma, stop."
"-to treasure you like no one else will. I understand your point of view, I really do--we're still young, and the world outside of Inazuma seems so big and grand...but you have to realize that the time to settle down is coming for us."
he rubs his thumb over your hand and smiles in your direction, but you can't meet his eyes. and then it's slipping out of your grasp and raising up to your face, and you feel yourself stiffen all over as Tohma gently cups your cheek, his gaze lowering towards your mouth as if he has an idea of what he wants to do. but that would be grounds for you to shriek for a guard, and you're entirely certain that that's the only reason he bites his lip to stave off the desire.
"you were always meant to be mine. you believe in fate, and you've always put your trust in me...so why not let me help you?"
that last part comes as a whisper, the tearoom private but the walls still thin. one of the many secrets you've entrusted to Tohma over the years is your disagreement with Inazuma's strict laws, as well as the etiquette that comes with being a member of the higher class. you've always despised being noble, and Tohma has always understood you, at least you thought so....but ever since he's gotten this ludicrous idea in his head, you've known even less peace than usual.
"I've said it a dozen times, Tohma, and I won't say it again. I'm not marrying you."
you do your best to spit the words out with as much venom as you can muster, yet you still feel the twinge of anxiety at snapping at him so informally. it could spell the end for you quite easily, but when your eyes are drawn back to Tohma's expression, all you can see is bliss written all over his face.
"...even laced with contempt, my name sounds so sweet on your lips. you've so much wit, so much grace, and your beauty leaves me breathless...I know how little you think of me, but-"
fury shoots through every vein of your body, and you know it's the wrong move when you slap his hand away from your face, the smack like a thunderclap in the small space of the little tearoom.
"enough, Tohma! enough. do yourself a favour and stop speaking to me--in fact, I dearly hope you never say a word to me again."
each finger on his hand twitches, only to close in a tight fist and sink back down to his lap. you try to avoid his gaze in this moment, but even turning your head away you can still feel his eyes staring right into your soul.
"you know I can't make that promise. you know that I love you."
that word makes you stiffen, your grip lock on your noble dressings, your blood turn to ice in your veins. you've avoided that for so long but it follows you like a demon, and it's eyes glow a verdant green as Tohma's words melt into your skin and eat you alive from the inside out.
"this feeling of yours....it's not mutual, Tohma. just leave it, and leave me."
you say so, but you're the one that stands from the tea table in the end, and Tohma jumps to get to his feet to follow you. he trails on your heels as you step with purpose towards the door and slide it open, the cool chill of Inazuma city in the night prickling your exposed skin. the blond hurries to get in front of you, and the moment you spot a few other citizens on the path this late at night, you tilt your head down and pray to the gods that Tohma won't force you into impropriety.
"...I see. you won't budge on this, then...I will have to accept that. but may I at least escort you home? I can't in good faith allow you to wander alone in the dark. I still care for you."
he looks down on you with a softness to his features, and you hate how easily you buckle under any sort of pressure from him. you prided yourself on not giving in before, but when you're not alone it's not nearly as easy--you have to piece your words so carefully together, and by the time you think of an excuse it will already be too late for you to reject his offer. so with as subtle of a huff as you can manage, you speak softly under your breath that you suppose that's fine, and grit your teeth as you thank him for the offer. and Tohma is all too relieved to stand beside you as you walk down the hill and leave the prying ears of the city, the silence near unbearable between you as you meander through the path cut down the middle of the farmer's fields.
"seems there's no one around. not a surprise for this time of the night."
it's not a terribly long walk back to your family's estate, but Tohma still evidently feels the need to speak up as you reach the end of the gently sloping hill. Konda village lies within sight in the distance, and you feel the tension weigh heavy on your heart as you count the steps closer and closer to safety. relative safety that is.
you're so focused on paying him as little attention as possible that you don't even take notice to his hand drawing closer to yours and his eyes wandering up and down your figure, practically salivating as the flames in his chest burn hotter and hotter, until the moment he can't take any more and he grabs you by the shoulders to stop you and force you to look him straight in the eyes.
"now, you're going to listen very closely. I'm going to give you a little gift, because I love you so very much. you get a minute's head start."
the shock catches you off guard to the point that you bite your own tongue, fear and panic shooting through you like icicles that make you freeze in place. Tohma's expression is so intense he nearly appears feral, pearly teeth glimmering in the light from the moon as he grins down at you like a predator examining their prey.
"here's the deal, sweetheart--if you can run all the way past Konda village, you win. but if I catch you, I win, and you must uphold your promise and marry me in a month's time. and if you win, you'll get your wish--I'll never speak a word to you again."
terror grips you even harder than Tohma is, and at his proposal you whip your head towards the village in the distance and then back to him. if he's seriously not making some kind of sick joke, then there's absolutely no way you would ever make it. you're not a fighter, you don't even know how to hold a sword much less have a vision, and you've seen the kinds of things Tohma is capable of....he'll catch you before you make it anywhere close.
"Tohma-"
his gaze lingers on you for a moment, before he turns you in the direction of the village and pushes you forward, only hard enough for you to stumble a bit. you want to question him, to try and talk him down from such an insane idea, but once you hear him start counting down aloud your feet move on their own and you take off in a pitiful run down towards your target. the night air whips by your face as you try to sprint as best you can, yet your robes that give away your nobility get caught on your sandals and trip you up enough that it makes your heart jump into your throat. your heart pounds in a cage that feels too tight, the air heavy and raw in your lungs the longer you fumble your way forwards in the night. even your tears feel cold as they stream down your face, and if speaking wouldn't expend your precious energy then you would surely be wailing for Tohma to stop, please, he's scaring you. especially once you hear his footsteps take off, and it feels as though his warm breath is right on the back of your neck.
but even so, you look up within moments to find yourself in the middle of the quiet little village, the lanterns dim and only the glow of the moon casting light on the humble little buildings. the panic ceases but resurges just as quickly when you remember that you're not safe yet, that the entrance to the village is still a few hundred metres away--and you can hear Tohma panting now, at a distance close enough that he'll make a grab for you long before you'll ever get there. but there's something you know that he probably doesn't remember, and it might just be your saving grace as you duck into the shadows and skirt around the mayor's house just as he skids into the path of the village. you fear in the pit of your stomach that getting the top off the well that you used to play near as children would make a great deal of noise, but you hurry forward and find it open--and just as you swing a leg over to climb inside and pray that Tohma doesn't think to look for you here, your foot slips on the stone that's still damp from the rain and your world is overturned as you fall through the air. it's not far enough that you can scream or grab for purchase on something, but when you land you hear the sickening crack of something breaking and pain that shoots through your leg so quick that it almost makes you black out.
but something worse is yet to come, and it's Tohma's voice calling out your name, before you look up to the sky and your heart just sinks as you watch his face pop into view over the side of the well.
"oh, archons--baby, are you all right?! did you hurt yourself?"
he hops over the edge quite easily and falls steady on his feat, not even having broken a sweat from chasing you as he hurries to your side and props you up in the crook of his arm. and despite still feeling that twinge of discomfort and panic from him touching you, the agony sets in so deeply that you cling to him without realizing as tears pour down your face and you struggle to breathe.
"let me see...yeah, that's definitely broken. c'mere, I'll help you up.."
just brushing the pads of his fingers over the rapidly-swelling skin of your calf makes you flinch and cry out with pain, and it's obvious by the deep bruising how bad you've hurt it--you wouldn't be able to climb out of here if you tried. but Tohma finds so little trouble in heaving you up into his arms that it's laughable....it would be funny how sincerely you thought you could get away in the first place, if you weren't experiencing the consequences now. and only now is it starting to sink in that you lost, even though he isn't rubbing it in your face. yet.
"poor thing--that was scary, wasn't it? aren't you glad I was here?"
despite how despairing you look, he rubs his cheek against yours as he holds you tight. you realize now how much he's always wanted to do this, and how he's dragging this all out while he has the chance to do it without anyone watching....it's such a rare opportunity, but you don't feel nearly as lucky as he does.
"I'll always be here, sweetie....in sickness and in health, right?"
he murmurs into the shell of your ear, before pressing a kiss to it right afterwards as he reaches out to get a foothold so he can lift you out of here. all you can think about now is how your chance of escaping him has slipped away....and now, your status is a death sentence in the hands of the man who saved your life, and will ask for nothing in return but your gentle hand in marriage. how romantic.
#tohma#tohma x reader#tohma genshin impact#thoma x reader#thoma genshin#genshin impact#yandere tohma#yandere thoma#yandere genshin impact#yandere genshin x reader
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You’ve gotten me curious as I look through the characters you do for MHA, and now I’m wondering on what your take on a yandere Eraser Head looks like, what kind of darling he prefers, if he would even be looking for someone romantically.
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Yay! One of my favorite characters!
Triggers: mention of kidnapping, isolation, and yandere like behaviors. Please be careful when reading.
Enjoy
..? Aizawa ?..
Shota Aizawa is an obsessive yandere, straight up.
But he's also a silent, but deadly yandere.
Believe it or not, it's rather easy to get Aizawa to fall for you.
You just have to be ungodly patient and kind with him.
But he would also have to know you or work with you.
He wouldn't fall for someone on the street.
Aizawa would immediately have eyes on you.
And stalking you is already so much easier since he is an underground hero.
So sneaking around isn't exactly suspicious for him.
Aizawa could be both platonic and romantic.
Platonic, if you are younger or a student. (I can do platonic headcanons if requested).
But romantically, Aizawa surprisingly kinda prefers older partners.
But if you're younger, he could care less.
You are you.
Aizawa would start slow with you.
He would bring you coffee before you started your class at U.A.
He would do this 2-3 times a day, and just say he was doing it to me nice.
And you wouldn't question.
Because why would you?
Haven't you ever heard the term, don't look a gift horse in the mouth.
But he would then, after a few months, would start to give you some lunch.
He would even tell you not to bring yourself lunch.
"Hey (Name), don't bring lunch tomorrow. I'll probably have leftovers from dinner."
"Oh, Aizawa that isn't needed-"
"I don't care. And I told you, call me Shota."
"Oh..uh, okay Shota.."
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Shota would start to talk to you more and more.
Whenever you were free and not talking to someone else, he was there.
He would even do your grading.
It didn't matter how much you protested, he would just do it.
Are you annoyed with it? Suck it up.
You want to work? You've been working too much, take a break.
You want to bring your own food? Well he has a new recipe he wants you to try.
Every single thing you have thought of, he has an excuse for.
But, if Aizawa had known you a bit longer, and you were already in his small friend group things would move a bit quicker.
He'll start to get more touchy with you.
Like a simple hand on the shoulder or upper arm.
But that's as much as he'll do until he takes you away.
Now how would Shota take you away?
When does that happen?
~
Well, 2-3 years.
It takes Shota a lot longer to finally kidnap you.
But once that timing has come, he'll be a cat in the night.
While you are in the warm embrace of your sheets, and are kissed by slumber's dreams.
He will welcome himself into your home.
Shota likely got in through a picked lock, and silently snuck into the room where you laid.
He was swift to carry you out of your window, and take the rooftop route home.
Once he was home, he took his capture weapon and tied you up into a little burrito with the capture weapon and a blanket.
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What would life be like with Shota?
Well, he wants you to depend on him.
He wants to be the one to give you all your meals, to bathe you.
He wants to basically be your dad and your husband.
It's kinda like living with a flirty over protective parent.
You aren't allowed outside.
You want to shop for something? Go online, while he watches over your shoulder of course.
What about entertainment? Well he has tv services, and cats!
Aizawa would likely keep you like this for years.
He would wait until police have stopped working with you, then he'd flee the country.
After that?
God only knows.
~
What does punishment look like?
One word.
Isolation.
For days.
Even if it wasn't that bad of an act, it's a minimum of two days.
It doesn't matter how much you scream and cry, he'll ignore you.
You'll get fed every two days and have a water jug.
He doesn't like it, but if it means you'll behave so be it.
That's about it for punishment.
Shota couldn't even imagine laying a hand on you.
Shota will keep you in that room, until your fingers will stick out from under the door and you only whimper.
~
What kind of darlings does Shota like?
Well, you're either very quiet and kind or you're passionate and determined.
He loves both.
If you're quiet, well you're just like him!
That doesn't need much explaining.
But if you're passionate, then he is intrigued and looks up to you.
He would love how you bantered on, and on about your dreams and ambitions.
That's why it would slightly hurt him to kidnap you.
He was forcing you to quit whatever dreams you had.
But he needed you.
~
In short: Shota is a patient, and possessive yandere. Just don't fuck with him when he's mad.
Word count: 816
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