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runningthroughthegarden · 18 days

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dumb young love

1.9k words, summary: when art leaves you in the dust for tashi, a part of you breaks. after an argument art realizes how desperately in love he is with you.

request from @fangirlinc :)

you had gone and done the one thing everyone had warned you not to do. you had fallen in love with your best friend. i mean how could you not? he was handsome, charming, talented, funny, everything you could want in a man and more. you both had such bright futures ahead of you and just loved being in each others company. which is why you never felt the need to profess your love to him. but lately you've been rethinking this choice.

you obviously knew how close art and patrick were, i mean you guys all practically grew up with each other. this dynamic never really bothered you, why would it? that all changed once tashi came into the picture.

you had been there, at the match where it all started. you had come to support them like you always had, but within those few days something had shifted and you had no idea why. suddenly the boys were ditching you to go to a party you didn't even know they cared about.

they had come back to you the next day, raving about how amazing tashi was and the night they spent together. you noticed a glint in art’s eye that wasn't there before, and you tried your hardest to suppress the jealousy you were feeling.

that day, when patrick won the match, you couldn't help but feel relieved that art would remain yours just for a little longer. what you didn't realize is that art didnt care if patrick was with tashi, because he was still head over heels for her.

“hey are we gonna have dinner tonight?” you ask, throwing another tennis ball over the net.

“yeah, just gotta get back to my room and shower” art replies, hitting back the ball with a distraught look on his face.

“is it tashi?” you sigh.

“what? no-no. i'm just stressed about my next match” he replies, walking over to the bench.

“you're art donaldson. you’re never stressed about a match. c'mon just tell me” you say as you walk over to him.

“its just. patrick called and all he can fucking talk about is how amazing tashi is. and then i walk around campus and all i hear is how amazing tashi is. no matter what i do i can’t escape her.” he confesses, putting his head in his hands.

“i can’t imagine you ever wanting to escape her” you reply, letting out a forced laugh.

“what?”

“cmon art, from the day you lost that match it’s like your entire world changed or something. i mean all of a sudden your whole life revolves around this girl” you scoff.

“y/n i really don’t need this shit from you, i’ll see you later” he scoffs, picking up his bag and leaving the court.

“art!” you call out, only for him to leave you there alone.

standing there you think back to when everything was fine. how art would link his pinky with yours as you walked. the way he would call you everyday when he had to travel for matches. the nights you spent in his dorm trying to cram week's worth of studying into one night. the way he would so effortlessly plant kisses to your forehead. the moments you thought he might actually be in love with you. but now all you had were those memories.

before you knew it, all art was doing was hanging out and helping tashi train. he had been your training partner first, so it hurt like hell to be left in the dust. you decided to try and let it go and focus on winning your matches. your most important match was coming up and you couldn't let your silly love life get in the way. the one person you had always dreamed of being coached by was going to be at your match. so you knew you had to train like crazy to get to work with them.

a part of you was hoping maybe art would see how amazing your match would be, and finally start paying attention to you again. but you knew you were holding onto false hope.

the day of your match had finally come, and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t scared. this was such an important moment for your career and you couldn't shake those nerves. but you knew seeing art up in the stands would give you the boost of confidence you needed.

the first set was about to start and you still didn’t see art in the stands. you felt your heart skip a beat at the thought that he might not show up. he would never do that to you. right?

the first set had started and for a moment, the world around you started to fade. you may have hated tashi, but man was she right about tennis. you were performing flawlessly and you knew all the hard work was finally going to pay off.

after winning your first set, you go back to your seat, taking a breather and still scanning the crowd for art. he was still nowhere to be found and you could feel your sadness turning into anger. deciding to use that as fuel, you prepare yourself for your next set. the rest of the game goes flawlessly and you know this is the best you have ever played.

hitting the winning point, you stand in shock as cheers come from the stands. thanking your opponent you can’t seem to wipe the smile off your face. that is until you spot art in the stands. you could feel all the anger and resentment you suppressed fighting to be released. this had been your best game yet, and there art was, to ruin it.

packing up your bag, you felt a presence behind you. all spectators and coaches were long gone so you knew exactly who was behind you. turning around to face art, you push past him not wanting to hear a word he has to say.

“y/n please i-” art calls out, quickly catching up with you.

“you what art?!” you yell, turning around to face him.

“you forgot? you had homework? you lost track of time? oh better yet, maybe you were with tashi?” you continue, looking up at him. you could feel hot tears threatening to spill from your eyes.

he stays silent and thats all the answer you need.

“oh my god you were” you whisper, stepping back from him.

“please just let me explain” art pleads, a look of desperation you’d never seen before.

“today was the most important day to me. and i really thought that as my best friend you would at least care a little more. but i know where your priorities lay. and i'm done fighting for a spot i’ll never get” you say as tears quickly spill onto your cheeks.

art’s hand reaches up to brush away your tears, but you step back.

“stay the fuck away from me art” you choke out, quickly walking back to your room.

the next few days were hell. spending each day crying in your bed, you had lost not only the love of your life but your best friend. you had gotten a call offering to be coached by someone you could only ever dream of working with. you should’ve felt happy, ecstatic even, but the last conversation you had with art was still ringing through your head. he had called you far too many times and texted you even more. but you had ignored every single one. the first day he came knocking on your door, but gave up after an hour of waiting. the apology flowers he had sent you sat on your desk. you had no idea what you were going to do. until, you got a text from patrick.

patrick

hi love, art told me about what happened im sorry.

y/n

hi, you don’t have to apologize for him being stupid

patrick

do you want to hang out today? try to get your mind off of him

y/n

actually i would love to

patrick

meet me outside at 2

getting ready to see patrick was a highlight from these past few days. while you were enjoying your sulking you knew you had to get out at some point. going out to the courtyard, you see patrick sitting on a picnic blanket. your favorite foods and snacks were neatly laid next to him. you felt yourself genuinely smiling for the first time in a really long time. you spent the next hour eating your favorite meal and laughing at stupid shit with patrick. although your heart still hurt, you could feel your spirits rising.

“thank you for this patrick, it’s all so lovely” you smile.

“of course i’ll always be here for you” he gleams, pushing away the hair around your face and leaning in to kiss your forehead.

“what the fuck?!”

you would recognize that voice anywhere.

“art what are you doing here?” patrick stands up to face him.

“oh i dont know maybe i go to school here? what the fuck are you doing here patrick?!” he replies, getting closer to patrick.

“seriously y/n? you run off to patrick?” he questions, obviously distraught but you can't seem to place why.

“hey you don’t get to blame her for this” patrick replies.

“oh fuck off patrick would you let her speak”

grabbing arts hand, you quickly lead him away from the public spectacle this was all becoming.

“what the hell is wrong with you art?” you yell, shutting your room door.

“i mean, you completely forgot about me for some other girl and now you're mad at me? none of this makes sense, you broke my heart. you don't get to be angry.” you continue, feeling tears brim your eyes.

he paces for a second, running his hands through the curls you missed so much.

“im in love with you” he stops, looking down at you.

it felt like you were dreaming, like you were imagining the words that just came out of his mouth.

“i always have been. i've just been so stupid about it. when tashi came around i threw myself at her because i thought there was no way you would ever feel that way towards me. and i know i fucked up by doing that, i really really fucked up. but when i picture my life i see you, i've only ever seen you. and seeing you with patrick, i was scared i lost you. i'm sorry y/n, i really am. i would do anything to take it back.” he confesses.

“you’re so stupid!” you yell, pushing his shoulders.

“ive been in love with you for like, forever!” you look up at him, confused as to how he never realized.

“really?” he asks, pure shock all over his face.

“yes! i thought it was obvious” you frown.

before you knew it he was holding your face in his hands, planting a kiss on your lips. in that moment everything felt right, like the stars had aligned.

“y’know i'm still mad at you” you look up at him, placing your hands over his.

“trust me, i will do everything to make it up to you. i'm just glad you're finally mine” he couldn’t seem to wipe the smile off his face as he kissed you again.

#mike faist #mike faist x reader #art donaldson x reader #art donaldson x you #art donaldson #challengers

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smokingtiger · 11 months

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Hello, i read your posts about GCFT and while i do see your point and those of some of your anons, i think there is one huge thing you might be missing here. Did you ever consider that it could be possible that Jikook were dating but nobody but them knew about it? Think about it. That would not be an easy thing to tell the other members let alone the company. Also, yes GCFT looks extremely queer coded but how many times have you seen the boys do extremely sus and questionable things and the company doesn’t raise an eyebrow? When you think of some of the things kpop idols are made to do for FS, then you realize that, it’s possible that sometimes they just don’t perceive certain things in Korea the same way we do here. What do i mean? Take Vhope for example, they made them kiss each other as a penalty for losing game. Isn’t it ironic that entertainment industries in a homophobic country make idols do queer coded things with each other for FS? Jk knows this and he could use that to his advantage and the company would think it’s just another day or it’s just bromance. Everytime we see them on stage touching each other, singing to each other and having those weird eye contact moments, every one (except shippers) dismisses those as FS. They already know all of this so don’t u think it’s possible that sometimes they actually hide behind the FS narrative to do what they actually want to do? I wouldn’t have read too much into GCFT if it was just that one. Did u pay attention to GCFS? Did u see what Jk did there with the lyrics and where he decided to place footage of Jimin? Not once, but both time the lyrics “I don’t wanna hide no more, I don’t wanna fight no more, what i found in you is so real” came up, he didn’t place any other member there but Jimin. I would have dismissed it if he did it just for the first chorus but the second chorus, he starts with the sky and blue sea and then we see just Jimin again! Anyone can say what they want but those lyrics were queer coded as hell and nothing will make me believe Jk coincidentally placed Jimin footage in those parts twice. And then we have GCFO, him giving Jimin the most screentime and stopping the music to hear Jimin giggle. Then GCF in Helsinki, the music going upbeat from mellow and starting Jimin scene with beautiful leaves in the fall and then changing the hue to warm immediately Jimin appears on the screen. Common!! . It’s not one thing! It is EVERYTHING put together. Go back and watch all of JK’s GCF’s and see how he hightlights Jimin in almost all the videos. It’s either Jimin is getting the most screentime or he is placing Jimin footage under certain queer coded lyrics or he is changing hues from cold to warm when Jimin comes up, this is too much of a coincidence and we all know that Jk is smart as hell. Why on earth would he continue to do this every single time? I love my best friend but damn….He knew exactly what he was doing. We might not completely understand why he was bold enough to do all those but claiming it was FS or shit like that is comical to say the least. Also, let’s not forget that to JK, this wasn’t about views or about highlighting all the members individually. Why? Because we literally hear RM telling Jk to make a GCF of Tae next time if he wants to get millions of views but Jk doesn’t. What does this tell us? Jk did all that because he wanted to and not cuz he or the company had anything to gain from it. From RM’s statement about V and views, it is safe to assume that they already were aware of V’s power when it came to views or fans so why on earth would the company use GCF to push Jikook? If anything they would have pushed Taekook just like they have been doing for the past two years or so. Taekook and Yoonmin are paired up for literally almost everything.

So many pple use the argument, “if Jikook was real bighit wouldn’t have posted GCF” but that doesn’t make alot of sense when u consider the possibility that bighit might have not known that Jikook were a thing (if infact they were). I don’t think that is something Jikook would have been eager to let the company know about, considering all the risks involved. They were young and hormonal and might have just given in to what they felt but they sure hell would have been aware of the implications so they wouldn’t readily tell anyone. The company encourages bromance between the members and the fact that they also posted the rosebowl earsuck moment on official content should already tell u where they stand! Hell these pple legit posted a clip of Jimin trying to kiss Jk in memories 2020. It’s not alien to them anymore. We may see it as absurd and unbelievable but when u consider all the weird and sus things bangtan get into with each other on a daily basis, what is new? My point is, Jikook probably knew all these and they might have used it to their advantage or kinda like an umbrella. “Everybody will think it’s bromance anyway so let’s indulge ourselves a lil”

One of the reasons why TK shippers kept growing every single day despite the fact that there were little to no TK moments but Jikook flooded everywhere was because they didn’t believe that Jikook would do the things they did if they were actually a couple, considering the circumstances. But they failed to consider the personalities of the parties involved. Jimin as per JK’s own words is “shameless/bold” he is also affectionate, clingy and loving. Jk on the other hand is shy and introverted and only pays attention to what he likes, so he had absolutely no reason making all those videos for Jimin if there was absolutely nothing there in my opinion. It wasn’t one or two but almost all GCF’s highlight Jimin in some way. Jk loves the heck out of all his hyungs but who have u ever seen him putting that much effort into? He does nice and special things for them all every now and then but there is consistency, exclusivity and extra effort in the things he does for Jimin. Think about how till date, only Jimin had an entire GCF dedicated to him, Jimin was the first and only member he gave a bday present to until he was called out, he seems to spend alot of special holidays, couple holidays, birthdays with Jimin and this too has been consistent. He finds ways of doing different and unique things for Jimin like only having a selfie with Jimin on his weverse (yet) and no other single member. Jimin being the first and only member he has posted a birthday video for (yet) even when u look at his tweets for Jimin’s birthday, they were always so different from the way he tweeted for the other members. Even now, see how much effort and attention he paid in watching and reacting to Jimin content and supporting his album. Other members have released albums and been on shows and all but the most we got from Jk was singing their songs on Live. But look at the glaring differences with what he did for Jimin. Man literally sat down for almost two hours watching and reacting to Jimin content, singing his songs on Live and talking about him or making references to him every chance he got. Some idiots claim he is being forced to do FS which is laughable because if u know anything about Jk, he does what he f*uckx wants! The same dude that goes Live unauthorized, who gets tattoos even tho the company doesn’t want it and falls asleep and drinks on Live is the same guy who is forced to do FS? Yea right! From all these actions, i think anyone with a brain and logical thinking can agree that Jimin is special to Jk. I really don’t know the true nature of their relationship, if they are friends, bros or dating each other but Jk sure does pay alot of attention to Jimin. That’s all imma say.

First of all... wow.

Thank you for this... novel of an ask. I always appreciate a passionate display of an answer. I like to see things from all points of view, no matter how short or long the explanation may be. So thanks for shooting me an ask! But anyways, let me break down the points of your ask to the best of my ability and some of my opinions on the topics at hand. Please bear with me here... if I miss anything, please don't hesitate to shoot me another one!

In this ask I will speak generally, not only about Jikook because I feel as if I've talked about GCF in Tokyo and my personal views on them to death.

BTS and Fanservice

I'm not sure how many of my asks that you browsed through, but I did actually touch on the topic of fanservice (specifically around jikook), as well as the consequences and/or intentions posed by the GCF in Tokyo video, whether it be contextualized in a platonic or romantic sense. I also talk about the holes in arguments that state that BigHit uses certain ships to gain more exposure. I highly recommend reading these so you can sort of see how I feel about some of this stuff. I actually touched on a lot of what you expressed here in this ask, so I'm not going to repeat it all again here!

I don't really believe that BTS does performative fanservice, well at least, not anymore. Perhaps in their earlier days, maybe between their debut in 2013 to late 2016, they totally did. Like you mentioned with Hoseok and Tae, that was nothing short of fanservice; I mean, the outfits, the makeup, the buildup ... we all know it was staged.

Some other examples of early career fanservice would be the Pepero challenge that Namgi did in a 2015 episode three of BTS GAYO, or the boys did the sticky-note-pass game in a Music Bank special for their Fire promotions -- though, to be fair, Yoongi was above the game, ending it prematurely on purpose so they didn't have to go through with it. BTS in the present day has absolutely nothing to gain from corporate fanservice other than a funny laugh or cheer from the audience. For example, Taejin still engaged in some form of fanservice for their section in So What, but seasoned fans understood this to be more of a running gag between the two of them, Jin's ears red with embarrassment for half of the displays. But in their monetized content, variety shows, behind-the-scenes, etc... fanservice really has no reason for existing. These are candid shots, I really don't think BTS are putting their heads together trying to think of all the ways that they can stir up sexual tension in the studio or in their green rooms.

People have even begun to accuse Jimin of inciting fanservice towards Jungkook at Yoongi's Seoul concert. Aren't these antis tired yet?

I understand their relationship to be incredibly precious and close, the boys seeing each other as close siblings, a group of people they can wholeheartedly rely on in times of trouble or anguish. They've gotten permanent, matching tattoos as a testament of love. Long gone are the days of sheepish squeals behind cheek kisses and hugs. These boys show affection towards one another like it's their 9 to 5, completely unfiltered and unadulterated passion.

But of course, love isn't a stagnant label or definition; we also know that each member shares a unique dynamic with another, their love language presenting itself in many different ways.

Content Quantity = Couple Validity?

As you mentioned, it is believed that many people became Taekookers because of the lack of content, not the other way around. It was just far too suspicious to have this much content of one pairing for them to be legit, right?

Well, this is how I feel about content, whether it comes in the form of a video, a tweet, a photo, a live, a voice message, an interview snippet... etc. I don't necessarily think the quantity of content validates any pairing and/or relationship.

As we all know, vmin are incredibly close, they constantly remind us just how close they are in songs and interviews. But vminnies used to talk about the lack of content containing the two of them, whether it be selfies or lives. I think the gap between the last vmin live to the most recent one was from 2016 (their Osaka live) to 2021 (their post-PTD concert live). They had survived a long drought before seeing the two of them buddied up together on VLive + Jungkook joined them too! This lack of content didn't invalidate their relationship as best friends, nor did it prove that they were any closer unless they explicitly said so.

Fans who use the quantity of content to justify the strength of a relationship truly boggle my mind -- they're usually in the same pool of people who believe that the members don't actually care about one another because they won't send out birthday tweets or messages. Like, up until 2022, they were together for about 95% of the year. Do you really think that they wouldn't wish one another happy birthday? Do you really need to see it in order to believe it? I swear these people won't stop until they live within the pipes of BTS' homes, they just have to have an in on every conversation ever. As someone who has been a fan for a very long time (since 2015), I have come to notice that birthday tweets, selfies, and/or the amount of times a member uses a platform really isn't that important when interpreting their relationship.

It's true that Jungkook has had many Jimin-centered lives this year, some of which delve into much of Jimin's FACE promotional content. I don't necessarily think that just because Jungkook didn't dedicate a live to each individual member and their work, that he cares about their albums less. Obviously, no one is saying that... hopefully. But what I do find sad is that people accused Jungkook of pushing Jimin's content under the guise of fanservice. Stupid as hell. What I find interesting about the whole Jimin Youtube debacle is that Jungkook is watching some more obscure ARMY compilations and collections, which means that they could have been recommended to him based on his watch history.

Okay, so the only selfie Jungkook posted on Weverse was with Jimin. Jimin also has more pictures of Hoseok on his Weverse than any other member. The members used to post pictures of Jungkook and Yoongi for us on Twitter to prove to us that they weren't dead. Jungkook used to post a total of three selfies a year, and each time it sent the platform into complete chaos. Jimin also used to be one of the most active members on social media, only going a few days at a time without posting, and now he's one of the more quiet ones. Who would've thought that Yoongi would become one of the more active members? If you had told me that about four years ago, I would've called you a liar.

The numbers don't really prove much; they don't disprove one relationship or prove another. All of this speculation around the quantity of content is complete and utter bullshit. Of course, we all know it's about the quality of the actual information being expressed within the content that allows us to draw further speculation. This is where we get into the lyrics, usage of color, staging, clip splicing, etc... in Jungkook's personal projects. Since you've already read my post, you know that I won't get too into detail on many of these things because we'd be here forever. It's a piece of art, and you could honestly write an essay over each video as to why you think he utilized certain elements in certain places.

Also, for people who believe that BigHit is cutting out kisses in between cuts... please be serious for one second. Do you think BTS just freely make out on cam with a poor intern having to sit there and watch? Some people truly think that there's an employee out there working overtime in the HYBE building, desperately gripping their mouse as they edit out hours of unsolicited gay porn from their weekly Bangtan Bomb.

If it's not in the video, why even try to speculate what truly happened? People who argue ship suppression through camera cuts have got to be my favorite flavor of delusional shipper. Actually, Becky, I think Jungkook did six burpees in between these two clips!

Korean Culture, Language, and Interpretation

Now, I am absolutely no stranger to the aspect of another country/culture holding a completely different view or practice. I've lived in two different countries, both of which had some similarities, but mostly had their own distinct way of approaching relationships and everyday life. I would also like to inform you that my major in school focuses on the Korean language -- I'm trying to become a translator. So, I am often taught to study the language through a Korean cultural lens and to understand the small nuances within their language. Does that mean that I'm the most well-informed person to talk about Korean culture and language? No. I might be a little more educated on a linguistic matter, but I still would prefer for others to rely on pure Korean sources -- they'd understand it much better than me.

The concept of misusing Korean culture and the language is something I am incredibly familiar with and aggravated by, and I truly think misinformation spreads like a plague in Western K-pop communities -- especially in shipping ones. The number of headaches I get just scrolling through stan Twitter and seeing non-Koreans and non-Korean speakers spread false information about translations and cultural subcontexts... it's immense.

I still remember the infamous RUN BTS moment where Jungkook calls his mother and Jimin makes himself known to her, earning a sweet and earnest 'I love you' before erupting into giggles and laughter. The moment is incredibly wholesome, but what caught the attention of many non-Korean speakers was the fact that Jimin called Jungkook's mom, Mother. This just had to be proof! Look how close they are! Jimin called Jungkook's mom, Mother! Well.. that's what everyone calls the parents of their friends... School teachers even call the mother of their students Mother. It's true that Jimin didn't use the most polite version of the word, but don't get me wrong, he was still polite. But when Koreans asked the person of this tweet to kindly delete it, they refused, the OP far too happy with the number of likes they had garnered on misinformation. This type of sentiment is prolific in the K-pop community, so I highly recommend verifying translations that come from non-Korean speakers or non-Korean fans!

One of the bigger forms of misuse has to come from the usage of the pet name Baby, or in Korean, 새끼 Saekki. I have seen so many people pass around clips that have the English translation of this word, pointing out how, look! this person called this person baby! they're totally dating! ... 새끼 does translate into Baby, but it doesn't hold the exact same connotation as its English counterpart. 새끼 is often used by older folk towards animals (baby cat, baby dog) or their children/grandchildren. Romantic couples aren't really out here using 새끼 in the most romantic way, but more in a way to express how endeared or how cute they find something. Also, 새끼 can be used as an insult... it's all about context folks! I'm sure you guys have heard the word circulating on TikTok or from the mouths of animated Kdrama protagonists.

Big shipping youtube channels often weaponize the Korean culture and language to push an agenda, often on false pretenses and offensive absolutes. They disguise most of these strange and outright derogatory statements under the guise of analysis. Analysis? Doesn't that require some actual reasoning based on facts? Not just whatever you pulled out of your ass? For example, one of the most famous Taekook channels, taekook--lives, is incredibly guilty of this. Watching their content is like a punch to the stomach, it's incredibly disheartening to see how they utilize South Korean culture as if it's nothing but a game. They also accuse the members of lying, which is also fucking stupid. Are you a BTS fan or not? How far are you willing to drag the boys through the mud in order to keep your fictional storyline of taekook afloat?

(Also this isn't a drag towards taekookers or taekook in general... I know there are a lot of taekookers who don't support taekook--lives and try to avoid their content!)

I will say from what I have observed, Jimin and Jungkook speak very comfortably with one another in many behind-the-scenes and other relaxed content. In interviews or in public places, Jungkook tends to speak up toward Jimin, but when they're alone or with the other members, that's when he tends to loosen it. We all know that they're incredibly close just from this factor alone, but dropping honorifics, as I've stated before, doesn't necessarily prove that they're dating. BTS practice a very soft form of masculinity, even falling outside the bounds of what's expected of a typical Korean man in South Korean society. However, I really don't wish to speak broadly about Korea or Koreans, especially since I've never lived there -- haven't been, not even for vacation. I can only parrot what I've heard from other Koreans, but even then, everyone lives differently and can have differing views when it comes to certain topics.

Some More Things to Address

I will point out a false fact that you presented with your ask: Jimin is the only member to have received a birthday video from Jungkook. That's not true, Jungkook actually made a specially edited video for Yoongi for his 24th birthday! It's still one of my favorite wholesome Bangtan moments, and it's one of the first elaborate video edits that Jungkook ever posted, predating GCF in Tokyo by a near six months. Does that make GCF in Tokyo any less special? No. Of course not. But it is important to note that Jungkook does do something special for other members from time to time.

Also, towards the end, you said: "If anything they would have pushed Taekook just like they have been doing for the past two years or so. Taekook and Yoonmin are paired up for literally almost everything."

I might need more clarification on this point because it makes it seem like you believe that BigHit is manufacturing or prioritizing certain pairings over other ones. I'm going to give you the benefit of the doubt and say that's not happening here, but if it is... I talked about this point very sternly in my FESTA post, where people were accusing BTS' company of promoting certain ships just by having them sit next to each other in photoshoots or videos. If someone looks at a picture of BTS and immediately thinks of a ship, that's a personal problem. Not everything is about shipping. We can agree that we think fan service is stupid and doesn't occur between the members, right? It's not any different for these harmless photoshoots and videos. Jikook, Taekook, and Yoonmin are all incredibly popular already and don't really need the extra promo.

So whether or not these two boys are dating, we can only speculate. I think it's incredibly difficult to draw conclusions without knowing them personally, of course. At the end of the day, they are incredibly close and their bond should not be questioned. I do appreciate reading into your insight, I hope you didn't mind this sort of ship-neutralish approach where I attempted to express my feelings about everything and nothing at the same time.

I also wrote all of this on like three hours of sleep so if none of this make any sense I'm sorry LMAOOO

#ask #jimin #jungkook #jikook #kookmin #taekook #vkook #can't people just ship in peace #im tired of the word fan service #bts are incredibly close #anyone who tries to tell you differently... they're liars #bts

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genericpuff · 1 year

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(1) Hello, than you for your posts about Lore Olympus and for recommending the Pyrrhic_Victoria podcast. I'm a very casual reader of the series, at time going months without checking the episodes and it's fascinating how many problems just flew over my head, although I had weird impression when reading the chapter about Persephone defeating Kronos, it felt odd and off (the reporters - just... how?).

Considering you put this into 3 parts, I'll just be responding to all three in one post if that's okay! (hence the copy pastes above!)

The S2 finale was definitely where I really started to go "uhhhhhh" with the series. The trial already had me raising my eyebrows (such as the Eris reveal) but the S2 finale was where I really just started to drop off and lose the love I once had for the series.

ETA: I realize the tone of this post kinda went off but it's a hot button topic of mine that I enjoy talking about so bear with it haha Thank you for wishing me luck with Rekindled, I got big things planned ❤️❤️❤️

To address #2, I actually have a liiiittle bit of beef with that notion. As a writer, I don't think it's necessarily good form to blame the audience for failing to meet expectations. Yes, audience members can come up with some wild theories and expectations especially when it comes to serialized stories like this, but the core of the issue is that LO/Rachel doesn't manage what it sets up well at all. Even the most basic expectations for where the story is going seem to be dropped, expectations that anyone who pays an inch of attention to the series would come up with.

For example, I don't think it was too big of an ask to expect the time skip actually show more than it did. A lot of people were hyped to see Persephone be on her own, forced to do her mother's job, and live up to everything she had bragged about at the start of S2 (about how she had 'peaked' in her mother's duties) not to mention offer her an opportunity to make spring her own. There was also the theory/expectation that it would potentially lead to an actual genuine abduction, through Hades option to go to the Mortal Realm and take her "back" to the Underworld in defiance of Zeus' sentencing.

And of course, there's what happened with the Eros x Psyche myth, the return of Kronos, and the Hymn of Demeter, all of which are stories that not only had setups as far back as S1, but Rachel has butchered within the confines of LO because she wants to try and be "subversive", not realizing that being "subversive" doesn't mean completely screwing over the original meanings of these myths or writing a poorly-constructed story.

These, to me, are not wild expectations to have in the slightest for a comic that's claiming to be a retelling of the taking of Persephone. But LO is as far from being a true retelling as retellings can possibly get. It can hardly even be called fanfiction at this point.

Point is, it's up to the writer to fulfill the expectations they set, and that's a separate thing entirely from an audience setting their expectations "too high". It's not like people are asking for anything that's outside the reasonable realm of what Rachel is tackling, everything that I see people "expecting" is pretty par for the course for the stuff Rachel has noticeably set up (like the return of Kronos, for example).

I see the argument crop up a lot that people should just "lower their expectations" of LO for the sake of enjoying it, but frankly, if I were in Rachel's position, I would be downright insulted and disappointed in myself if I found out my audience had to lower their expectations of me and my work to enjoy it. I don't want an audience out of pity, I want an audience because I've put out a damn good piece of work that's earned that audience. And this isn't something that's unique to me, this is pretty much the viewpoint of every other creator I know, so if Rachel is seriously hiding behind the notion that it's her audience's 'fault' for having their expectations too high, then she's a coward, full stop. She set those expectations herself in a lot of ways, and especially by going so far as to claim LO as a 'retelling' of some of the most beloved myths in literature.

As a writer, it's disrespectful as fuck to see people come up with these kinds of arguments instead of expecting better of someone who claims to be a professional and regularly brags about their awards (which weren't even earned, they were very likely bought).

As an audience member, I shouldn't have to turn off my brain and forgo my own intelligence as a reader to enjoy someone else's work. I'd rather just stop reading it altogether and put that energy into something else far more enjoyable and worth my time.

#just have some integrity and write an actual story #own up to your mistakes and be willing to learn #lo critical #anti lore olympus #lore olympus critical #ask me anything #ama

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lion heart - stan x kyle

cross posted on ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/40785183

"dude."

kyle grabbed a strand of his styled red hair, and stared back at stan, annoyed.

"what? is it my hair? does it look bad?"

"no. it's just that you literally never do your hair. it's always either way too frizzy or under your stupid hat!" stan exclaimed, shaking kyle's shoulders.

kyle grabbed one of stan's arms in return, putting on the way-too-happy smile he always does before he punches someone, that stan and everyone else (sadly) knew all too well. "number one, it's not stupid, and number two, my hair is like this every passover and hannekuh. you just never pay attention to anything besides getting wendy a present every december and you never visit during passover."

"well-"

"well nothing. pay more attention to me, not wendy!" kyle almost, just almost, cried. maybe he was being stupid. it was a childish argument, he knew it. stan knew it too. everything stan said had been a half-joke. everything that he, kyle, had said before was a half-joke. now he's taking everything personal and he feels like an idiot for doing so.

he'd always been rivals with wendy, ever since preschool. wendy learned how to write her first name? kyle learned how to write his full name. wendy could read a full dr suess book in kindergraden? kyle could read how to kill a mockingbird in third grade. wendy spoke french? kyle asked his parents for hebrew lessons (with the excuse that he just wanted to read the torah in it's original form). soon enough, it had become a fight for stan. wendy started dating him the march of third grade, and kyle started seeing less of stan. stan only played with them every other recess, and instead of kyle 'tutoring' him (they only studied for thirty minutes before playing on kyle's xbox for five hours), he went over to wendy's house for "'actual' tutoring" (stan's words, not his), and that was when kyle realized he was maybe too codependent.

during the summer before sixth grade, kyle realized he like-liked stan. he remembers crying and sobbing for days, barely eating or leaving his room with only one thought left in his head.

"im a fag."

cartman had been right the entire time and it shattered his ego. he felt like he'd lost the game. he felt stupid.

"kyle!"

he shook his head and looked up at stan, whom of which had a worried expression on his face. "are you ok? your eyes are red and-"

"i'm fine." kyle said shakily, wiping his eyes and pulling the cuffs of his tux down. his mom had gotten it three months prior, and it fit him nicely then, but within the last three months, he'd grown 4 inches.

still shorter than stan.

"if you say so.. um, lets go downstairs before your mom goes crazy from not seeing you in your outfit yet." stan mumbled, playing with the hem of his shirt.

kyle grinned at him, to lighten up the mood. "a little gta won't hurt." and stan looked up, grinning back.

"bet."

tell me why 왜 맘이 맘이 자꾸 흔들리니 난 여기 여기 니 옆에 있잖니 정신 차려 lion heart

inviting eric cartman to his bar mitzvah was probably the stupidest kyle had ever had.

yet he still did it.

"your jew party isn't all that bad.. but the food is shit."

kyle rolled his eyes. "oh, shut up, fatass. not everything is about food. this celebration is about me finally becoming an adult-"

"i dont care. whats with you jews and explaining shit that no one cares about?" cartman mumbled, walking away from where kyle was standing.

'dickhead' kyle muttered under his breath, leaning back onto the snack table. he couldn't let cartman, of all people, bother him right now. this is supposed to be the most important day of kyle's life, so he can't let little things bother him. even if they were anti-semitic fatasses or his childhood best friend/crush. he should go hang with david or kenny for a bit, forget about everything else for just a few minutes. yeah, that's what he'll do.

finding david was surprisingly not hard. for once he wasn't working or translating, just sitting with jimmy and clyde, laughing at some joke jimmy told. he was wearing a worn-out red suit that was a bit too big for him, sleeves a bit over his wrists. probably his dads.

"hey david."

david whipped his head around doing that stupid smile he always does when he sees kyle or his favorite cousin. "yo, kyle! i've been wondering where you've been for the past like, thirty minutes." he said shaking his head, then looking up back at kyle and grabbing his hands, making kyle blush furiously. "i almost forgot- mazel tov, kyle!"

of course david pronounced it the english way, but kyle learned to not care about pronounciation of jewish words by non-jews, it's not like everyone spoke decent hebrew like him. plus david already speaks spanish and mazateco along with english, so more foriegn pronounciation would probably make his head pop.

"gracias, dude, it means a whole lot."

david laughed. "it's nothing, man."

"oh, of course it’s something." kyle said with a laugh, offering david a loaf of challah he brought with him from the snack table before he could get a word out. "challah? my mom made like, five hundred loaves, even though i told her that there's only gonna be a hundred or less people here."

david bit into the loaf. "your mom is an amazing cook. she should open a kosher restaurant or something."

"we're the only jews in south park, if we opened a restaurant only you and stan would go there."

"true."

내 맘이 맘이 더는 식지 않게 난 여기저기 뛰노는 너의 맘 길들일래 lion heart

crying in the bathroom during one of the most important days of his life was not something kyle thought he'd be doing.

but it seems that seeing wendy pull stan down for a kiss is a bit too much for him.

it almost felt like wendy did it on purpose, like she knew kyle was watching, like she knew this was a competition and not something kyle made up in his head.

sobbing over a toilet in the synagogue while everyone else seems to be out having fun at your bar mitzvah sounds sickening, yet there kyle is, sobbing over the god damn synagogue toilet at his bar mitzvah while half of his grade is out there, celebrating him, even though he's a fucking loser who's crying in the bathroom over his best friend/crush kissing his fucking girlfriend who he's been dating since the fucking third grade; it's not like he and stan have ever done anything even slightly romantic or sexual before, so why is he acting like a twelve year old girl who's ex found another girl a week after they ended things?

"hello?"

kyle gulps. there it is, the voice he's been trying to run away from all night. stan is here to check up on him because everyone just knows something is terribly wrong. stanley marsh. his best friend. his super-best-friend. why is he surprised? stan always checks up on him. it's not unusual.

"kyle, i know you're in here."

obviously. kyle doesn't have the balls to actually leave his bar mitzvah with all his friends and family out there, excited for him. happy that he's entered "manhood".

"go away, stan." kyle says, his words quivering, voice cracking. "i'm just- sick of toy by netta! they play it at every bar mitzvah.. it's just- so annoying, y'know?"

stan laughs. he laughs in a way that kyle would've actually believed he said something funny if it weren't the words that followed it; "you're so bad at lying. it's like when you ran to ike's room when we were watching human centipede and you said it was because the soundtrack sucked even though it was the part where the japanese guy shit into lindsey's mouth-"

"okay okay, i get it."

"so um-" stan paused, and through the small gap in the stall door, kyle saw him tap his foot against the floor and put his hands behind his back. "can you open the door? i think we should- we should talk. yeah."

kyle got up from the tiled floor, wiping his dirty hands on his tux pants, and unlocking the stall door slowly, like he was scared. was he scared? maybe. what did stan even want to talk about?

when he opened the door, he saw stan, hands in his pockets staring at the floor. though kyle was taller than stan by an inch or two when they were kids, by the summer before seventh grade stan towered over him by 3 inches. damn sheila broflovski.

"hi." is the phrase they both greeted each other with simultaneously. kyle's cheeks were red, he could feel it. stan too, was beginning to turn a warmer color, though it could be excused by the fact that kyle had turned up the heat in the bathroom because it'd been too cold.

kyle played with his hair, blushing. "so what do you wanna.. talk about?"

"listen, i'll cut straight to the chase-" that phrase already scared kyle, who knows how he'll feel after he hears what stan has to say. "it's just you've been acting really weird lately. i noticed it, david noticed it- god, even craig noticed it. everyone's worried kyle, and hearing you literally cry in the bathroom doesn't make your case any better. i just really- i really miss when you seemed genuinely happy, now everything you do feels like it's out of spite and you just seem not there? you’re just so different now.”

kyle was taken aback. he’s different now? he hasn’t changed since they were kids, he’s still the same person he was when he was eight, the same redhead who always gets in trouble, who’s the top of his grade, who’s overly conscious of his looks. nothing has changed, stan is just a stupid straight asshole who blames all his problems on everyone besides himself.

the next words out of stan’s mouth seemed like a dream, like a nightmare you can’t escape, like a horrifying realistic simulation of tusk.

“kyle, are you gay?”

and at that moment kyle wishes he were dead.

내 맘이 맘이 더는 식지 않게 난 여기저기 뛰노는 너의 맘 길들일래 lion heart

stan’s shoulder has always been a safe place to cry.

stan is the only person (who isn’t his mother or ike) who has ever seen kyle cry, considering kyle doesn’t cry often.

stan’s shoulder is warm, his hand on his back is one of the most comforting things kyle has ever felt, but considering he’s only 13 and from a wealthy and loving family, there’s not a lot of things that he’s needed comfort for.

though telling his best friend that he was gay was probably the hardest thing he’d ever done.

the thought of saying “yes” to your best friend’s question which was “are you gay?” is something kyle would never dream of doing. yet, after a quivering sob and the horrifying revelation that he literally sucks at lying, kyle had indeed said yes.

one hiccuping sob, then the next. it almost felt as if he was dying. he couldn’t stop crying, no matter how hard he tried. no words he wanted to say came out. just more sobs.

kyle just wanted to die.

“dude- it’s-“ stan’s voice was quivering, but why? was it because he was gay? was stan homophobic?

“i know what you’re probably thinking. “oh, stan hates me now, he’s homophobic and shit” but kyle trust me- it’s nothing like that because, well, i like dudes too.”

well fuck him.

kyle sat up, wiping his eyes and grabbing onto stan’s shoulders, shakily. “what?! b-but you’re dating wendy-”

“bisexuality exists, kyle.” stan said, rolling his eyes.

“maybe this night won’t be the worst night of my middle school career” kyle thinks to himself as he hugs stan tighter.

#south park #stan x kyle #style south park #fanfic #south park fanfiction #aged up characters #coming out #cross posted on ao3

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reflections-in-a-critical-eye · 1 year

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Hi, BMT! I loved your essay on Jimin's photobook. I especially enjoyed your take on the Lesbian Butch section of the book. I've been crazy about that concept since it was revealed, I have to say that's probably my favorite Jimin™ ever, and I desperately look forward to him further exploring that path.

When the photoshoot sketch came out, I really wanted an in-depth explanation of his choices and the entire creative process. It felt like he had dropped an overwhelming amount of information that we were not used to getting from him, and I wanted to know everything. Honestly, I didn't expect him to actually do it, and I'm glad he didn't because it opens the gates to an array of interpretations and analyses the others failed to provoke. What I would like, though, is to know what he likes, what he enjoys, what he consumes. He rarely shares any of that with us, but I would love to know what's the inspiration behind the concepts, the stylistic choices, and just, in general, I guess. What movies does he like? What does he read? Is he super into Greek mythology or just fascinated by Artemis specifically? Speaking of which, I'm still obsessed by the choice of Artemis as a leitmotif and how it becomes of particular relevance in the last concept where he takes on both the roles of the God/ess and the deer, the hunter and the prey.

Damn, I want my photobook to arrive already so I can look at it forever 😔

Hey, anon! Thanks for stopping by. I wrote that essay to also start a conversation or hear other opinions, so I appreciate this.

The concept that had Jimin is a suit was the most fascinating for me as well because initially, it was a bit difficult for me to pin point what exactly was I seeing there. As I mentioned in that post and even in my first reaction a couple of months ago, my mind went immediately to Victor/Victoria, except the process we see here was in reverse. And not only that, but a bit more complex. I had endless discussions about this with some of my friends, especially since I couldn't come up with the appropriate term. It gave me a bit of a headache and made me delay writing the post, but thankfully, I stumbled on to that James Dean essay and I had that Evrika! moment. It still made a bit wary to use that concept and terminology, but as long as I was able to build an argument based on something that was already researched and not just my imagination, then I felt it was safe to go in that direction.

When I did the research for the piece, I went back and rewatched the making of, trying to see if I missed some key information. But what I realized once again, is that Jimin barely reveals anything in interviews. He was specifically asked about each concept, but he avoided giving the suitable answer, choosing instead to say something generic, that wasn't particular to what photoshoot he was doing. At the same time, I can fully understand this strategy. All the reactions and think pieces on the photofolio on every platform, from twitter, tiktok, to tumblr, seem to interpret it as having a big theme and if it's any close to what Jimin wanted to express, then I see why not getting into details might be the best approach. After all, the concepts are supposed to represent his inner self (his words) and perhaps it's best to leave the photos to speak for themselves. Which they obviously do. Jimin is subtle and straightforward simultaneously, for those who are willing to pay attention. He's smart and everything he does is intentional. Anyone underestimating him or downplaying the obvious symbolism in his concepts either doesn't want to pay attention or is not comfortable with what they clearly can observe.

P.S. I'm still waiting for my photo-folio as well, I hope it gets here before Christmas at least 🙏

#bmt asks #jimin #jimin photofolio

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myempirepro-blog · 2 years

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7 Reasons Why Your Wife Will Dis-Respect & Divorce You

--> READ THE BLOG POST HERE

https://lolaandola.com/7-reasons-why-your-wife-will-dis-respect-divorce-you/

--> WATCH VIDEO VERSION HERE https://youtu.be/TrxcSke2tlg

Sadly, they are now divorced because she doesn’t respect him.

Really? Was it that simple? She was just a disrespectful wife.

Is that the whole story?

You and I know that’s not the whole story.

A wise man once said there are 3 sides to every story.

Your side

My side … and

The truth.

At first, she seems like the evil woman who came all the way from Ekiti, Nigeria to destroy his life based on his story.

Honestly, we are still not calling that a lie.

But after listening long enough, and that… in combination with the experience we have handling these types of cases, it was obvious that there were at least another 9,999 sides to this story.

But we had to listen long enough to hear it between the lines and the nuances.

Just a little over 8 years ago, after turning 42 years old, Maxwell decided that he had to be a little more proactive with settling down and building a family.

As you can imagine, he had dealt with a fleet of other ladies in London, who he deemed belonged in the streets and weren’t wife or marriage material.

You are probably wondering how he figured that out to be so? Well, they all dumped him because of what he described in very similar patterns.

It usually started as arguments that had nothing to do with their relationship… at least that’s what he thought.

For example, in the case of the last lady he dated, they argued about why he thinks women should not be seen hanging out with other single women at a lounge on a Wednesday evening.

I am sure you consider that to be a reasonable assertion right?

But then maybe not…

Anyway, the argument was just a simple debate according to Maxwell that happened 2 days after the lady… his ex-girlfriend had received a call from a colleague to hang out after hours.

As far as he was concerned, it wasn’t a big deal since it wasn’t about their relationship together.

A few weeks later, he noticed he wasn’t happy with what he calls the constantly combative attitude of the girl.

Las las… she asked for space and he can’t find himself begging and negotiating desire.

We agree completely that desire cannot be negotiated.

But then, all 5 or 6 intimate relationships he created before going to find a wife from the village were laced with these similar patterns of honest conversations leading to these women asking for space.

… dumping him.

They just want to act irresponsibly like single women who have no one to be accountable to. Those were his words.

So he figured that women who were raised the way he was raised more than 30 years ago were raised just like him; traditional.

One conversation with an Uncle led to a few weeks of conversation with a young 22 years old lady in Ikere Ekiti.

18 months later, she is now living in London with him and 4 months pregnant.

So everything should be fine right?

Compatible… Traditional… groomed to be a wife…. pregnant immediately… he was now 44 years old and finally settling down with his own family.

Yea that was the plan.

According to Maxwell, she wasn’t for the streets… but she was too opinionated. And to add insult to injury, she doesn’t know when to just shut the hell up.

After searching on Google, he finally realized that women are just evil if they can’t provide sex, a sandwich and shut the hell up.

I mean… think about it… That sounds simple right?

We had heard enough so we decided to push back and ask him some thought provoking questions.

It wasn’t long until Maxwell insinuated that we were taking sides. I can’t lie. That was actually predictable.

At around the 7th year mark of their marriage, she served Maxwell with divorce papers.

Of course, if you’ve been paying attention to his patterns, he wouldn’t beg or negotiate desires.

That which we agree with… but there is a disconnect in all of these.

If you notice, we haven’t really disagreed with many of Maxwell’s methods. But we can all agree that he has not created any of his desired results.

Question of the day.

Is he just not that lucky?

What are your thoughts? How do you think he could have kept his home together?

Please share in the comment area.

Right now, we want to share 7 patterns in those stories that lead to Maxwell’s terrible love story so that you can avoid it without dependence on luck.

Pride Conflicting with Negotiating Desire vs Seduction

Obsession with Tradition

Never His Fault… Always her fault

Age Difference… Age especially with experience and generational disconnect matters.

He Argues with the Wife

Low Emotional Intelligence

It’s a Contest; always a competition against each other.

Let us know in the comment area if you want us to expound more on these 7 reasons.

All 7 of these will make a woman disrespect you.

I know there is a woman that will attempt to unintentionally set men up by reminding us that a woman is supposed to be respectful regardless.

Sure. But that’s not the reality.

You can avoid reality all you want, but you cannot avoid the consequences of avoiding reality.

At the end of the day, we are talking about a romantic relationship where both parties let their guard down from the ideology of full blown intentional adults.

So there is a way you move as a man and your wife will typically have no choice but to respect or disrespect you; both intentionally and unintentionally.

Does that sound unfair? So be it. Welcome to the real world.

If you are still complaining about that reality, it’s little to no wonder why you are attracting the result you are creating.

Maybe… just maybe… you may want to adjust.

Check out this episode!

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OTP question meme with Mara and Jonathan, please? - from, Foxesandmagic

hi @foxesandmagic !! u didn’t specify a number so i hope it’s okay that i answered, well, all of them! i jump at the chance to ramble about mara and jonathan :) under the read more:

1. Who is the most affectionate?

they're both very affectionate with each other but if i had to choose i think i’d say jonathan

2. Big spoon/Little spoon?

mostly jonathan as the big spoon, though i like to think occasionally they’ll switch it around and have mara as the big spoon

3. Most common argument?

honestly it’s probably about mara’s habit of overworking herself whenever there’s something Big happening. she does this a lot. she’s kind of a workaholic now that i think about it

4. Favorite non-sexual activity?

just reading silently together. no talking, no sound other than the turning of pages, just hanging out on the sofa or in bed reading their respective books in each other’s company :)

5. Who is most likely to carry the other?

jonathan

6. What is their favorite feature of their partner’s?

mara about jonathan: his eyes jonathan about mara: her smile

7. What’s the first thing that changes when they realize they have feelings for the other?

for mara: she pays more attention to him. notices the finer details about him she hadn’t noticed before, back when she mostly just saw him as evy’s older brother for jonathan: he’s always known he’s had feelings for her but once he realized it was something that could be real, he tries to find ways to talk to her more often and get to know her as more than just his sister’s coworker. alas, evy is often there and when she isn’t it ends up being jamil who interrupts (but that’s after hamunaptra)

like they’ve both sort of always known there was a mutual attraction between them from the very beginning, but until hamunaptra they hadn’t spent more than maybe an hour alone with each other to know if it was more than a physical attraction and realize it was romantic as well

8. Nicknames? & if so, how did they originate?

NICKNAMES — THEIR WAY OF SAYING I LOVE YOU WITHOUT ACTUALLY SAYING IT!!! mara calls jonathan “dear” & jonathan calls mara “darling” and they have since the very second i thought up mara and their relationship :) i actually came up with how the nicknames originated in-universe back in like 2020 but i!! can’t remember the exact scenario or who said what first!!!!!!! the only thing i remember about it is that it was definitely something that came up once in casual conversation and stuck. i’ll remember it one day and on that day i’ll write a one-shot about it

9. Who worries the most?

jonathan

10. Who remembers what the other one always orders at a restaurant?

i don’t think they go out much except on special occasions like anniversaries, they prefer to stay in, but they both know each other’s favorites dishes and also remember, like, everything about each other

11. Who tops?

they’re a cis m/f couple so i’m not. really sure the top/bottom dynamic applies here

12. Who initiates kisses?

most of the time they initiate at the same time, can’t really tell who leans forward first

13. Who reaches for the other’s hand first?

mara

14. Who kisses the hardest?

jonathan

15. Who wakes up first?

mara, who is a morning person and naturally wakes up early (usually before the sun is even up), but occasionally jonathan will try and make sure he’s up first so he can surprise her with breakfast in bed

16. Who wants to stay in bed just a little longer?

they’ll both do this but mara’s more likely i think, she just wants to be with him

17. Who says I love you first?

it was mara <3 thinking about that chapter rn, about to go reread it because THEMMM

18. Who leaves little notes in the other’s one lunch? (Bonus: what does it usually say?)

jonathan would do this and write the cutest little reminders of how much he loves her

19. Who tells their family/friends about their relationship first?

in reference to their officially starting a relationship after riyadh, which happens about six or so months afterwards according to my timeline: neither of them ever actually Tells anyone, they just kind of let them figure out that they’ve officially made the leap from “kind of in that in between stage” to “lovers who are two seconds away from eloping”

20. What do their family/friends think of their relationship?

they are very much supportive! jamil actively encouraged mara to ask jonathan to dinner & i stg rick and evy were thisclose to straight up physically pushing them into each other’s arms. also mara’s brother talib was just glad to finally see mara happy with someone after all her previous relationship woes

21. Who is more likely to start dancing with the other?

jonathan will spin mara around in any room whether there’s music playing or not

22. Who cooks more/who is better at cooking?

especially after they have kids jonathan cooks more but more often than not they’ll cook together. it’s about the domesticity

23. Who comes up with cheesy pick up lines?

jonathan

24. Who whispers inappropriate things in the other’s ear during inappropriate times?

this is also jonathan who will happily do this in rooms where their entire family also is. but also mara is not above teasing jonathan in public

25. Who needs more assurance?

both, not about their love for each other but about other things, like how riyadh impacted them both and their relationship. mara’s trauma is the obvious thing here, but jonathan also had a hard time after riyadh which was touched on a little in the fic & in this one-shot but more on this in answer 29. the thing i’m trying to say here is they have Shared Trauma, as different as their experiences were, and help each other get through it

26. What would be their theme song?

i will forever associate taylor swift’s “lover” with them because of faye’s brilliant video which i remain obsessed with and everybody should watch it <333

27. Who would sing to their child back to sleep?

mara

28. What do they do when they’re away from each other?

thinking about each other and pining. real talk though in the time between the end of act two in late 1928 and jonathan moving in with mara in cairo in probably early-mid 1930 they wrote a lot of letters to each other

29. One headcanon about this OTP that breaks your heart

okay so the five-year gap between acts 2&3 drive me crazy because there is SO MUCH good (in a manner of speaking) stuff that happens here that i desperately want to write!! like i have a whole list of one-shots i wanna write and most of it is set between late 1928, when act two ends, and mid 1933, when act three begins. most of it is cute stuff like the proposal and what have you, but then we also have the Angst because of the aftermath of riyadh.

continuing on from my answer to question 25 — after riyadh, jonathan has a lot of guilt because he feels like he could have done more to stop mara from being abducted. he sort of spirals into a drinking and gambling binge and hits rock bottom when he loses his flat and has to move in with the o’connells. mara has no idea about this until she arrives in london for a scheduled work trip and she’s just completely devastated and talks to him and it’s just a very heartwrenching conversation </3 and i know it’s heartwrenching because i have a half-written one-shot in my drafts about this and the entirety of the conversation’s dialogue is already written out so i know exactly what they say to each other and it HURTS

i would choose a portion of dialogue to put here to illustrate my point but it’s all so good imo. i think i should just finish the actual one-shot and post it

30. One headcanon about this OTP that mends it

one night after their oldest child is born, mara wakes up in the middle of the night and jonathan’s not beside her so she goes looking and finds him in sarah‘s nursery just holding her and talking to her while she’s asleep on his chest <3 my heart really does belong to these two

#thank you for sending this!! :)#otp: darling dear #foxesandmagic #asks

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kozumebunny · 2 years

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Balcony Talk

last forever au again, implied Simeon and Satan?? also still Luke x Lucifer also next bit is gonna be about mc and mammon :> or maybe beel ;-;

Luke doesn’t understand the Tribunal. God, how pompous could Diavolo get? Was it not enough to have dominion over the devildom?

It’s got to be daddy issues, Luke thinks. There’s nothing else it could be.

Clearly it’s also a display of power, a way of saying “Look at me, I can make everyone come at my beck and call. Gone is the order of God, now it’s my order.”

Luke tries to pay attention, but it’s hard to. It’s just humans, on trial for something. (If Luke had been paying attention he would have realized that there are some humans trying to rebel against Diavolo’s rule. Would he join them? No. But maybe he could find out more about the life he accidentally left behind.)

Still, it’s boring. Luke starts to get up, but Lucifer’s hand reaches out and grabs his wrist, asking him to wait so he can go with him, while Luke insists he’ll be fine on his own. Always the same argument and banter when Luke tries to get away in a dangerous environment.

Once he’s outside the chamber Luke walks down the hallways with practiced ease until he finds the same quiet spot he hides out at. Lucifer knows Luke is hiding out somewhere, but it’s nice knowing that Lucifer won’t bother him and leaves him alone.

Simeon, on the other hand, is a golden retriever.

Not even five minutes sitting out at the balcony, Simeon appears.

“Luke, I’m surprised it took you so long to leave the Tribunal.”

Luke sticks his tongue out at Simeon before giving him a fuck you. While glancing at him, Luke notices the white leather collar on Simeon’s neck with an emerald embedded in the middle of it. Interesting.

Simeon laughs in response.

It’s silent as they both stare out at the Devildom, always in the same state of nighttime with the bright lights of the city and the hoots and hollers of everything intermingling: angels, demons, and the occasional human.

Luke starts to scratch his nail lightly against the marble balcony.

The Devildom seems like paradise, with everyone living among each other, with no remnants of war and destruction. It’s a bubble of propaganda that Diavolo has very carefully set up. Luke knows that it’s not as nice as Diavolo makes it out to be, that the human world is in ruins, that Heaven has long since been torn to shreds, pillaged for everything.

No one wants to challenge Diavolo, his father may sit on the throne but it's very much Diavolo running the Devildom. You would have challenged Diavolo though. You would have gone up to the human world, have seen what exactly happened. Would you have found Luke up there?

Luke likes to imagine that you would. There is no war, he bumps into you at that coffee shop you would talk to him about a lot. The one with the fat calico cat, and how all the baked goods in the shop are themed after the cat. You would bump into him, give him a hug, look up at him-god he is taller than you now. Enough so that you’d have to actually look up at him to meet his eyes. Has it been that long since he last saw you?

“Did you see the new pillars in Diavolo’s entrance?”

Luke shakes his head. If he keeps scratching enough maybe he’ll leave a mark, something that says hey I existed.

“They’re gilded quartz.” Luke stops scratching and stares hard at the marble.

“Did you ever find out what happened to Mammon and the human?”

Luke shakes his head. “I hid out in the human world for almost a century, I never ran into them. I tried to find those places she would talk about but never did.”

“And Mammon?”

“He still didn’t show up, not even long after she should have been dead.”

Simeon gives a hum in response. “Are you happy with Lucifer?”

Luke gives a half assed shrug, “You always ask that.”

“Because I’m always curious.”

“If you really have to know I am, he doesn’t treat me like a kid the way you do.”

Simeon sits in silence. “I have to go back, but don’t stay too long out here.”

Luke waves him off, “Yeah yeah I won’t dad just go already.”

Luke looks out at the Devildom again. You weren’t in the Devildom, it would be too dangerous. Were you hiding out in the human world? Far away from Luke, stowing away places with Mammon?

Luke looks upwards, thinking.

…There’s no way you were still alive. It’s been almost a century. 98 years if he has to be exact.

You’re not alive, right?

#obey me simeon #obey me #obey me Lucifer #Lucifer x Luke #obey me luke #obey me mammon

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linkspooky · 3 years

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Yuji, Alone.

I have been saying in my past few meta that Yuji has a really unhealthy way of viewing both himself, and his relationships with others. Yuji is excellent at reading the feelings of others and empathizing with them, and at the same time terrible at processing his own emotions, a trait he shares with Geto who he is once again paralleling this chapter by choosing to stew in isolation rather than reach out for support.

Chapter 138 does an excellent job of showing how deep these issues run, which I will explain under the cut.

1. Yuji and Geto

If I were to explain the unhealthy mindset Yuji has by simplifying it down to one sentenence, simply stated it would be “I want to help others, but I don’t want to accept help from other people.”

Both Yuji and Geto are so motivated by empathy they feel like they are responsible for solving other people’s problems, and they often use other people rather than themselves as a reason to move. They’re actually selfless to a fault. In that, it’s a problem in their behavior. They do everything they do for other peope, so they have no idea what they themselves want. If Gojo is someone who has a strong self image, a strong set of beliefs, an idea of what he wants to do to the world, Geto and Yuji are people who try not to think about themselves at all.

Not only does Yuji almost never critically exam his own motivations, but he also doesn’t think of his relationships with other people.

This is something Yaga pointed out as a danger with Yuji’s way of going about things, all the way at the beginning of his arc. If you’re doing it because your grandpa told you so, then is it really something you want to do? When you die, is it going to be your grandpa’s fault too?

Yuji is someone who seems selfless on the surface, and to an extent he is, but just like Geto that’s not all there is to him. It’s something Gojo called out early on, Geto presented himself as someone selfless, motivated entirely by using his powers to protect others, but he was also doing so self righteously.

To clarify what I mean by self righteous, Geto believed that he was doing something because it was the objective right thing to do, but actually it was just his own personal feelings. That’s why after Riko’s death forced him to critically examine himself, he realized he didn’t want to follow the rules of Jujutsu Society.

Both Yuji and Geto pay attention to others, but also have the blinders on in regards to themselves, and that’s the parallel right there. Yuji says he is doing these things for other people, that his number one priority is to save them but that motivation is even deconstructed in the third chapter.

Yuji’s not actually doing this for purely altruistic reasons, but for selfish ones. He wanted to do something that nobody else could do. Yuji’s life was like a vaccuum before this point. He didn’t have any real friends, or anything he wanted to do. Suddenly he had a purpose basically gift wrapped and handed to him on his lap.

Basically, Yuji and Geto both have this schewed way of seeing other people. They thing other people exist to validate their own existences.

To put it simply. If Hidden Inventory Geto helps weak people than he’s valid. If Yuji helps people, then he’s valid.

Not only is the way they view themselves built around how they help other people, but at the same time all of their relationships are built up on this as well. Relationships that are built upon shaky foundations will crumble apart easily when tested.

Geto’s most important relationship was with Gojo, they had an intense chemistry and interaction with one another like they were made for each other. They were both good at naturally balancing each other out, Geto was the one who stood up to Gojo and acted like a tether, and Gojo ackonwledged Geto as his one and only.

However, the relationship was also built on the idea that Gojo needed Geto. Geto was only able to view his relationships with other people in that way. Geto, wants to take care of people, wants to help people. However, eventually, he was left behind by Gojo who no longer needed him as a partner in combat. On top of that, Geto awoke to a higher purpose in ridding the world of cursed energy. Geto wants to be needed by somebody in the same sense that Yuji does, so for Geto at least being needed to save the whole world in his eyes, was just more important than maintaining his relationship with Gojo.

Which is why both Geto and Yuji’s relationships fall apart. They are great at making relationshisps, but not at maintaining them. Attention is drawn to the fact that the trio has great chemistry with each other and get along well, but they’re also terrible at communicating with each other.

"The seats... in my life... How should I put this? I don't want my heart to be affected by people who don't have a place there. Does that sound cold? Well, I guess there are also guys like you who brings their own chair and takes a seat." Translation by Miho.

Almost literally, I don’t want anyone who’s not a part of my life to try to talk to me or tell me what to do. Also the reference that Yuji is kind of different because Yuji just kind of walked into her life unannounced and invited himself there (this is how Yuji forms relationships with everyone.)

All three of them go behind each other’s backs and keep secrets from one another. All three of them avoid direct confrontation, Nobara even says she doesn’t really want anyone else even trying to tell her how to live her life. The Origin of Obedience arc shows that Nobara, Yuji and Megumi are all good at fighting together as a team, but also questioning if they have a healthy friendship outside of that?

Any relationship takes work, confrontation, arguments and even just plain old talking about things. However, someone who is primarily insecure in their relationships will not be able to do things. Couples shouldn’t only argue, but couples who never argue is just as unhealthy. If you are so afraid that one argument is going to end a relationship, then your relationship was fragile to begin with.

Yuji and Geto experience conditional relatinoships. In the sense that, they are only allowed to have friends, if they are helpful to those friends. They themselves are never allowed to ask for help. It’s true that Gojo was kind of blind to Geto’s faults, but also Geto would have never asked for help. Gojo could not see, and Geto deliberately hid things from them.

Geto always makes his relationships on the condition that he is needed. When Gojo grew more independent, Geto took that as a sign that Gojo didn’t need him anymore and deliberately started to pull away.

Because, Geto isn’t ever allowed to be the one who needs someone else.

2. Avoidant Attachment

This is just a personal theory of mine, but I think Yuji’s issues might even center around the psychological idea of attachment theory. Especially it’s since deliberately mentioned to Junpei, that Yuji never met his mother.

Attachment theory is a complex idea, but basically it states that attachment to other people, that is the idea to form healthy relationships with family members, friends, romantic partners is learned instead of naturally present in us. It’s a skill people develop in their formative years.

Those who show patterns of problematic attachment in childhood will continue the behavior into adulthood unless it’s corrected, because attachment is a skill that’s developed the same as anything else. Of the four categories, Yuji and Geto most resemble this one.

Avoidant attachment: Children with an avoidant attachment tend to avoid parents or caregivers, showing no preference between a caregiver and a complete stranger. This attachment style might be a result of abusive or neglectful caregivers. Children who are punished for relying on a caregiver will learn to avoid seeking help in the future.

Which goes further to explain how they can be so empathic towards other people, and yet the same time completely unable to maintain close relationships with them. It’s because, they avoid people at the same time. They don’t seek out help when they need it, because, deep down they view themselves as unworthy of the help.

Geto did not immediately break after the trauma of losing Riko, it was the year of isolation after that where he slowly was consumed by his regrets. Geto got worse and worse over a period of time because he couldn’t handle his trauma in any healthy way, until he just completely snapped.

During that time he asked himself the same questions over and over again, but Geto wasn’t able to find any kind of healthy answer to his questions because, he didn’t reach out for anybody. It wasn’t just the trauma, it was the behavior after the trauma, the decision to isolate himself for over a year. No one does well in isolation. You need other people to grow or develop. If anything Geto stagnated. Geto’s central flaw was his self-righteousness. Rather than realizing he was wrong and trying to change this flaw of his, he just doubles down and becomes even more self righteous. He goes from believing he’s responsible for protecting all the weak people, to believing he’s a superior being tasked with eliminating all the weak people in the world. So, it’s not really that Geto changed, moreso that he stagnated because he cut off all his relationships with other people.

And isn’t Yuji doing the exact same thing right now? Yaga even points out this similaritiy between Geto and Yuji, that they try to carry every regret and burden they have on their own.

It’s not out of selflessness that they do this though, but rather insecurity. Geto didn’t come to Gojo with his problems, because he wanted to be the strongest alongside Gojo he didn’t want to be weak. He was deliberately avoiding Gojo.

I think it’s important to establish that Yuji wasn’t abandoned by his friends this chapter. Yuji is alone, because he chose to be alone. He’s alone because he’s avoiding both of his friends, because he’s so, so afraid the friendship will end because it’s based entirely on the condition that he be a helpful, good person.

It’s true that Yuji is genuinely worried about his friends getting hurt because of him, but look at his choices. He’s not really tackling the problem in a healthy way. He’s doing everything he can to avoid the problem, isolating himself, and just trying not to think about things. He could try to talk with Megumi and find a solution, but he’s not doing that because he’s insecure in his attachment to others.

I think his reaction to Choso pretty clearly illustrates this too. Yuji isn’t around his friends because he doesn’t want to be around them. Which is tragic, because Yuji is holding himself responsible for the mass murder which isn’t really his fault. However, Yuji saw his relationship with both Nobara and Megumi as conditional to begin with. He can only be friends with people he can help, and he can never receive help from them. It’s unhealthy to start with because relationships go both ways. Yuji is also, completely unresponsive to Choso.

Yes. Choso suddenly walking to him and delcaring them brothers is really weird. I don’t expect Yuji to just suddenly start getting along with him right away.

At the same time, Choso explains what the unconditional love between family is between Yuji, and Yuji just doesn’t get it, because he either hasn’t experienced enough of it, or his grandpa the only person that ever unconditionally loved him is gone. Yuji can’t understand Megumi’s love for him is unconditional,. because from the beginning he sees all relationships as conditional.

Yuji and Choso are facing opposite direcitons because they’re opposites. Choso is willing to hurt complete strangers too, but his love for his family is unconditional and he will do anything for them. Yuji will help complete strangers, but, he doesn’t really understand unconditional love, and even his love with his closest friends has a few conditions.

Which is why someone who appears on the surface as such a friendly guy who makes friends everywhere he goes, can call himself “a loner” because in Yuji’s mind he is. He doesn’t have friends, he has people who need him.

Which is just incredibly sad because Yuji doesn’t understand this. Yuji isolates himself thinking he’s doing it for the sake of his friends, but neither Megumi nor Nobara would want him to be alone.

#yuji itadori #megumi fushigoro #kugisaki nobara #suguru geto #choso #jjk meta #jujutsu kaisen meta #jjk 138 #jujutsu kaisen 138 #jujutsu kaisen

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Can I have a Lance imagine were it’s like a enemies to lovers situation were I work for Aston Martin as like his assistant and him and I don’t get along at all we always bicker and tease other when I have to go over his schedule in his driver room we get into one of our heated arguments as we subconsciously get closer and we kiss and it gets a little heated. Thanks!

omg hi sorry this took a while! here it is, hope you like it <3 thank you sm for requesting!

listen / lance stroll

(gif is not mine!)

warnings: kissing? kinda steamy. bickering and teasing

a/n: was fun writing this one haha i love writing tropes/prompts like this!!!! i'm always open to requests x

Working for an F1 team has always been your dream. You’ve always admired how much work and efficiency is needed in getting the results each team aims for so when you were given the chance to be part of something that special, you jumped and took it immediately. It was obviously also a plus that you’d gotten offered to work for Aston Martin since it meant helping out a team that was rebuilding. You’d be lying, however, if you said that everything about your dream job was perfect. Great environment? Check. Opportunity to travel? Check. Making enough money? Check. Great drivers? Debatable.

The job offered to you was to be the personal assistant of one of the drivers, Lance Stroll. You were really excited when you heard you would be working that closely with him since that meant you’d also get to be closer to the action and learning all about the inside-outs of racing. What you weren’t expecting, however, was for the both of you to start off on the wrong foot which then spiraled into him being literally the only person you did not get along with in the team and vice-versa.

“Oh my god. I am so sorry.” Your cheeks are heating up and you stare at the large coffee stain now covering what once was a clean green Aston Martin shirt. You look up and make eye contact with the guy you’re supposed to be working for now. Just your luck. This was not how you wanted to meet Lance Stroll on your first day. The person behind the hospitality counter hands you tissue and you’re about to hand it to him but he snatches it out of your hands, a scowl on his face. “I’m supposed to be going to the media pen. You’ve obviously ruined that now. Do you even know what you’re doing?” You reel back a bit, kind of shocked at how sharp Lance’s words are. He doesn’t even glance at you as he walks away, shaking his head. He makes his way upstairs, presumably to ask someone for a new shirt instead of going to the media pen. Maybe he was just having a rough day. How was he going to react when he found out you were going to be his new assistant?

“No way. This is a joke.” Nope. He isn’t having a rough day. He’s just being a total jackass. You try your best to act professionally as Lance comes into the room. “She can’t be my assistant. She literally caused me to be late to my schedule for the day. I need someone competent.” You furrow your eyebrows, starting to get frustrated with the guy in front of you. Sure, you had messed up. It was an accident and after asking around, Lance had actually made it just in time to the media pen earlier that day. You had apologized too. “Look, I’m sorry that my coffee had spilled on your shirt but that isn’t a basis for how I work. My competency does not depend on whether you were standing too close to me.” You shoot back. Lance has an incredulous look on his face, glancing at his dad who is watching all of this unfold. You probably shouldn’t have said that last part but you were not going to let someone put all the blame on you. Lawrence Stroll, your boss, just looks on and is clearly amused at what’s happening.

Lance continues looking at his dad, trying to convey how displeased he is with the decision made. “Lance, Y/N’s track record and experience is actually very impressive. I think she’ll be very good for you. You both just started off on the wrong foot. You both have a lot to learn from each other.” You flash a smile at Lawrence then look at Lance, who is still not smiling. You don’t like the guy but if this is what you have to put up with to continue doing your dream job, you can be damn sure you’d be professional.

“You don’t have to like me but we are going to be working closely together so I’d suggest sucking it up. Let’s try this again. I’m Y/N.” You say, reaching a hand out. Lance glances at your hand and grimaces. He shakes it once then puts it down, not bothering to introduce himself. He storms out of the room immediately after. You were beginning to resent the job you so desperately wanted.

“Lance, whatever it is you’re trying to do, it’s not going to work with me.” Lance cocks an eyebrow up at you, clearly amused and suddenly turning whatever you’ve said into a challenge. A couple of months after you both started working together, you both had fallen into a routine of your own. The both of you bickered incessantly and never bothered getting to know each other. It was always you giving Lance a rundown of his schedule, prepping him when necessary and Lance shooting back a snarky remark or pretending to ignore whatever you said. “What do you think I’m trying to do?” “You’re trying to be an idiot again.” Lance rolls his eyes at you from the couch. You were currently going through his schedule for the day at his driver’s room but he just wasn’t listening to you. Every time you’d glance up from your clipboard, Lance was scrolling through his phone, not paying attention.

“I’m serious. You messed up the press conference last week by talking about something the team was not ready to share yet. I specifically told you not to and you did anyway because you weren’t listening to me.” “Well, do a better job at making me listen then.” He says, finally glancing at you. You let out a frustrated sigh. “I didn’t think you were the type to need to be babied,” You taunt, making your way to the couch. “Do you need this actually shoved in your face for you to listen? Is that the pace we’re going for?” You place the clipboard directly in his line of vision, on top of his phone. You glance at his face, now way closer to you than it had been a couple of seconds ago. Only a couple of inches separate you both. Lance looks at the clipboard then at you, clearly unamused.

“Are you saying I’m slow?”

“You said that, not me.”

“Ridiculous.”

“I know you are, but what am I?”

The exchange between you two has you both glaring at each other, getting closer to one another’s faces. There’s a tiny glint in his eyes, almost as if he’s amused by what’s happening. You can imagine you have the same one. “You’re actually impossible.” He says, still looking straight into your eyes. You pretend to squint, inching just a bit closer to Lance’s face. “Would you look at that? It’s like looking into a mirror.” You don’t realize how close you two actually are until Lance breaks eye contact, glancing down at your lips then back up to your eyes. The mood in the room has suddenly shifted, everything feeling a bit too hot for your liking. The position you’re in isn’t helping at all either. For some reason, you’ve found yourself beside Lance, your sides touching. Lance’s arm is draped on the part of the couch behind you and your arm is still on top of your clipboard, which is on top of his lap. Your faces are so near each other, closer than they’ve ever been before. You know you’re treading dangerous territory but for some reason you want to play with the situation a little longer.

“Do I need to get this close to get you to listen?” You whisper, glancing at his lips then back up to his eyes. Lance is clearly stuck in the moment too, trying to process what’s going on. The glint is back in his eyes. “I don’t think that’s close enough.” He whispers back. You inch just a bit closer, still not allowing yourself to connect your lips to his. You want him to make the move. You know this is another game you both are playing. “How about now?” He just shakes his head. You move in even closer, close enough that you can feel his breath fan your face. Lance rolls his eyes, obviously frustrated and decides to take matters into his own hands. One second you’re watching him in amusement, the next your hands are in his hair.

Lance crashes his lips onto yours, his arms quickly moving from the sides of the couch to your waist. Your hands find their way into his hair as you kiss him back with just as much intensity. There was no way you were actually doing this right now. What were you doing making out with Lance? What if someone entered? What if someone heard you both? These thoughts quickly exit your mind as Lance pulls you onto his lap, making you straddle him. He pulls away then starts trailing kisses down your neck. “You’re so hot when you’re angry.” He says in between kisses. “You make me angry.” You retort. You try to push your bodies closer together, feeling his excitement rub against your thighs. He groans. “You’re actually crazy.” He says before connecting his lips to yours once more. You both continue making out for quite some time until you feel your watch buzz with an alarm. Media pen. Lance needs to be in the media pen. You pull away and plant kisses in the sensitive spot near his ear. “You,” you start. “Need,” you kiss his jaw. “To go,” you kiss his cheek. “To the media pen.” You plant one last kiss on his lips then get off of him.

Lance looks exasperated on the couch as you smile down at him. “Are you being serious right now?” He asks. You nod your head, still flushed from what just happened. “Dead serious. Come on, off you go.” Lance shakes his head as he gets up, trying to process what’s just happened. You needed to process it too. You take a quick look at him to see if he looks presentable. You reach the bottom half of his body and blush. You make your way out to the door. “I’ll let you fix yourself up and meet you outside. You have five minutes.”

#f1 imagine #f1 oneshot #f1 fanfic #lance stroll imagine #lance stroll #formula 1 oneshot #formula one imagine #formula 1 imagine #formula one oneshot #fanfic #driver x reader #teasing #y/n #formula one fanfic #oneshot #f1 #aston martin

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miekasa · 3 years

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more boyfriend headcanons: love languages

↯ pairing: eren jaeger x (fem) reader

↯ genres and warnings: modern au, college au to some extent, fluff

↯ notes: i cannot stop thinking about him, so have 50 more head canons about this absolute menace. despite the title, he can and will turn anything into a love language, so beware.

annoying the hell out of you (quality time)

You’ve heard of girls sitting on their boyfriend’s laps and hugging them/falling asleep while they play games, now get ready for: boyfriends hugging you from the back while you attempt to do any mundane activity bc they miss you.

Because that’s Eren. About almost anything, because his physical affection, when not in the presence of other people, is absolutely on ten thousand and one.

The only public place he doesn’t mind cuddling up to you is the library. He doesn’t mind putting his arm around you or leaning his head on your shoulder, or even doing the sitting hugging thing in the library. Mostly because few people are there anyway.

Mind you, you’re the one who even showed him where the library was, and now he doesn’t know how to act. “Eren it’s not a ‘cuddling spot.’ It’s the library where I—and lots of other people, including yourself—go to do homework.” “If not cuddling spot, then why library chairs and study rooms cuddly?”

Particularly when it’s getting late and you’ve been crammed in the library for hours, and Eren just wants you to pack it up so he can drive you home. He’ll squeeze himself between your body and the back of your chair, wrap his arms around your stomach, and lay his cheek on your back.

Most times he falls asleep waiting for you to be finished. Sometimes he gets impatient and tickles you until you agree to leave. Either works for him.

He doesn’t not like holding hands in public, but it’s not his go to either. If you’re walking together, sometimes he’ll wrap his arm around your shoulder—usually after some cocky comment—or even walk behind you with his hands on your shoulders like it’s a two person conga line.

He doesn’t kiss you in public a lot, and never around his friends. They can see the literal hearts in his eyes when he’s around you though, so it’s not like he has to. On occasion, he will kiss your cheek. It’s kind of random, but you don’t question it.

In all honestly, whenever he gets affectionate or cuddly in public is all pretty random, even to him. Sometimes he’ll just be standing around you and he’s hit with the urge to engulf you in a hug and kiss your cheeks and he has to stop himself like, “....Why did I just think about doing that?”

Partially because he wasn’t outwardly hugged or shown affection a lot as a child, so sometimes he gets to urges children do to just want a hug. But he’s also pretty bad and/or new at processing his emotions like that so he mostly stands there like 🧍 looking at you with lovey dovey eyes instead.

Touchy when he’s drunk. But that’s not exclusive to you; anyone in a five foot radius of him will be subject to his arm slung around their shoulders, or him being slumped over their back, or random head ruffles.

Most commonly Armin, but I think we all knew that. Sometimes it’s Jean, and Jean is an even messier drunk, which results in the both of them actually being overly affectionate with each other in a strange, but endearing way. They both deny it to their graves when they’re sober, though.

Hovers around you. Constantly. Like a shadow.

Does not leave you the hell alone when you’re in the kitchen. Will make it 100x more difficult for you to cook or just maneuver, which is ironic seeing as the most gourmet thing he can cook up is bagel with cream cheese.

Sometimes Eren seems unaware of his size in comparison to you and your friends. It’s very sweet that he laughs with his whole body, but he’s got to realize that if bumps into you because of his sporadic laughter, that he might accidentally knock you into next Tuesday.

Likes when you touch his hair, doesn’t matter where or when, or who’s around. He loves it, all of it.

Will press his face against yours if he has stubble, just to be annoying. Like always.

If you hadn’t gotten it from everything else, he just likes to annoy you in general. But, like, affectionately. I keep saying it’s his love language and I mean it. Really—what it is is that he likes spending time with you, but he also likes annoying the hell out of you, too.

Bites. Not in a sexy way—well, unless you want him too—but, just because. Bites your shoulder when you’re not expecting it, bites your cheek while you’re in the middle of watching a show. Sometimes he takes your hand in his and your think it’s going to be sweet and he’s going to kiss it, but really he just brings it to his mouth to bite it.

Bites your ass, too. Again, just for fun. Because he thinks he can get away with it. Biting is a love language I’m telling y’all.

Likes to give you piggy back rides, even if you don’t ask for them or need one. You could be going from your room to the living room and Eren insists on carrying you there.

And for some reason, he thinks that because he likes to hold/lift you, that that should apply to you as well?? Like he’s not 6′1 and big bodied, hello?? Eren you cannot just jump on top of people, you’re grown.

He lets you dress him a lot. His fashion sense isn’t bad, and to be honest with you, I think he’d be a little bit of a hypebeast LOL. I don’t mean decked out head to toe in Supreme (god forbid...) but definitely has a bit of a sneaker obsession.

Not that he keeps them clean or is obsessive about creasing them he couldn’t care less. He just thinks they’re cool. Maybe even some accessories too, like those KAWS toys. Not a lot because they’re hard to get, but is really proud of his little growing collection.

But if you want to dress him up, he’s down for it. Would even let you buy him a pea coat so he can pretend to be a scholar. (He’s not BYE). He’ll tell you if something really isn’t his style, but he’ll wear it if you tell him he looks hot 🙄

Kinda forces his way into your life in little ways. Like, he’ll start adding his favorite snacks to your grocery lists. Moves a pair of your shoes from the door to make room for his own when he’s over. Basically claims two drawers for himself in your dresser. Annoying. Endearing.

Lowkey has his own intricate skincare routine, but he likes doing it with you more. He’ll make it a whole thing, and buy wine, and stupid drinking card games, and sit with you on your bed for 2 hours playing while your face masks dry.

Texts you if you’re in the same room as him, but not paying attention to him. Especially if you’re doing schoolwork.

Throws pillows at you while you’re sitting at your desk to get your attention. He could just say your name, but it’s so much more fun this way (according to him anyway). It’s all fun and games until you smother him with one.

Thinks arguing with you is cute, and sometimes says or does—or doesn’t do, for that matter—things just to incite an argument. Not a big one, or something serious, just petty things to rile you up so he can kiss and make up for it. For example, he’ll purposely putting the dishes in the wrong place, or hiding the remote from you, or putting his clothes in the wrong hamper.

“Eren, I swear to god, if you don’t stop putting the water bottles on the top shelf—” “What are you gonna do it about, pretty girl? Hit me with it? You can’t even reach—ow!”

being your loudest hype man (words of affirmation)

The amount of pictures he has of you... criminal. From off-guards, to posed photos, to selfies, to screenshots, he has them all tucked away in a little folder with your name and a string of very inappropriate emojis after it.

Screenshots 90% of your snaps to him, even if his just of your eyebrows up. Sometimes because he thinks it’s funny, sometimes to save the picture because he likes it, but mostly because he knows you don’t understand WHY and that’s gives him the most satisfaction 😌

Loud and annoying in your comments on social media too. Hype man almost to a cringe fail level. He doesn’t care though, he has to let it be known.

You could post a simple picture of you and Mikasa at lunch and Eren is in the comments screaming as per usual. @jaegerbomb: do i see TWO pretty best friends??? fuck it up besties 😫🥵🥵😜

GOD. HE WOULD RESPOND WITH “SO TRUE, BESTIE” TO ANYTHING ONCE HE LEARNS WHAT IT MEANS.

Oh, but he doesn’t take to it lightly when you call him bestie, or refer to him as your friend in any capacity. He’s your boyfriend, and would like to be labeled as such.

If you did that prank where you pick up the phone while you’re around him and say “Oh, I’m not too busy, I’m hanging with a friend right now,” he would pout about it for days. Days. Doesn’t get over it, and reminds you of your transgressions every two to three business weeks.

Tells you you look hot all the time, regardless of what you’re doing or wearing. He means it, too, genuinely, he thinks you’re hot. But he does get a kick out of how potentially embarrassed it makes you.

Tells you you’re smart and beautiful and his favorite person on the planet. He means it, always, even if the delivery isn’t romantic. Although, he would argue that telling you he would “tap that” is very romantic.

for him: receiving gifts & words of affirmation

Eren would be really humbled and honored to receive a gift from you. He needs to receive physical affection, too—but something about you thinking about him enough to buy or make him a gift that he’ll love and cherish really hits home for him. He doesn’t have many people who would do that for him.

If you buy him anything, he’s using it the second it’s out of the wrapping paper. You buy him shoes? He’s wearing them the next day. A new case for his phone? Rips the old one off in an instant. A little trinket for his keychain? He can barely remember to carry his keys in the first place, but suddenly he can’t ever forget them now.

He just can’t get over the fact that you think about him and know him well enough to tailor your purchases to his liking. It’s almost an impossible concept to him, and really reassuring that you love him as much as he loves you.

On a similar note, he actually doesn’t mind couple items, as long as they’re not obvious and/or corny. Down to have a pair of matching hats or phone cases or even sneakers. You don’t even have to always/only wear them at the same time, just knowing you have the same thing at home kinda makes him feel fuzzy inside.

He also thinks it’s hot. He can’t explain why knowing his girl has the same kicks at him is hot, he just knows it is.

As much as he likes telling you how hot you are, Eren also likes to hear that you find him attractive—and that you like him, in general. For the most part, he gets that from your physical reciprocity and quite literally letting him hover around you like a fly, but it’s nice to be told with words every once in a while.

For as much as he knows it, he gets a little caught of guard whenever you tell him you love him. He knows you love him, but hearing it sometimes is a little surreal to him. Very reassuring, too, and everyone needs a little reassurance from time to time.

#aot x reader #snk x reader #eren x reader #eren jaeger x reader #eren yeager x reader #aot imagines #snk imagines #eren smut #eren fluff #levi x reader

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thehaitanis · 3 years

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𝔴𝔥𝔢𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔶 𝔤𝔢𝔱 𝔧𝔢𝔞𝔩𝔬𝔲𝔰: 𝔰𝔞𝔫𝔷𝔲, 𝔯𝔞𝔫 𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔥𝔞𝔫𝔪𝔞

❮★❯ summary: how will sanzu haruchiyo, haitani ran and hanma shuji act when they get jealous.

❮★❯ warnings: none, maybe bad writing.

❮★❯ disclaimer: english is not my first language, so forgive me for any mistakes.

sanzu is definitely one to get jealous and he is more than conscious about this. he knows himself and you enough to know that not everything you do is a reason to put him in a bad mood, but sometimes he just can’t help but feel like you’re doing all of that on purpose, is it really that bad that he wants to make sure you’re by his side every time you’re together? no, sanzu is just trying to protect you while he does his job assisting muto.

it doesn’t take him any more than just one second to make him feel like someone’s trying to take you away from him, like, he just needs you to look uncomfortable for him to act, leaving whatever he’s doing to appear by your side and, even if he’s not as tall or as strong as other toman’s members, his cold eyes and the fact that he has peculiar scars are everything he needs to scare the person away. he won’t even try to hide how jealous he is, he doesn’t care really, sanzu just wants them away from you so he could continue with what he was doing before someone decided to try their luck.

he tends to be mean to people he doesn’t like, so expect no less of him if he happens to open his mouth because what’s about to happen will leave with a pounding headache and the reminder to never have an argument with your boyfriend.

it’ll be pretty obvious just how jealous he is, you would know what he is feeling but not the reason behind it and it’s not like he will tell you, so you’ll have to investigate the possible causes for his sour mood. it’ll look like he is mad but, in reality, he’s just going through the very same scenario that made him feel like that, thinking of different ways he could’ve approached the situation to not make it that obvious.

sanzu will accept his jealousy only if you push him to. he’ll gladly die with his envious feelings before even coming close to accepting the fact that he doesn’t like to see you paying attention to anyone that’s not him, at least not the special attention you always give him. that is something he holds dear to his heart and would completely refuse to share.

he doesn't get jealous, not at all, he has never in his life felt jealous, not even when stupid guys try to get closer to you by faking some kind of accident, no, he never feels the need to beat their faces until they’re not recognizable anymore. that, obviously, is a lie because haitani ran is the ceo of reading to dirt anyone that thinks they can get close to you with those intentions without any consequences.

as confident as he is, it wouldn't take long before he begins to feel jealous. it would start as mere amusement, finding funny that someone had the guts to approach you when you’re clearly being surrounded by the haitani brothers and a bunch of other dangerous criminals that act under their command, but ran let’s them be, observing with interest as this stranger tries to get you to give your name and your phone number. then he’ll make a stupid joke in hopes of getting you in a better mood and there is where ran will draw the line. he knows you’re only laughing because you’re nice, but that doesn’t take away the fact that he feels the sudden urge to kill that idiot right there.

he’ll approach this person with confidence, a fake smile plastered on his face and an aura that can repel whoever is around. he’ll be “nice” every moment he gets to talk, making hurtful comments that will either make the stranger leave or make the situation extremely uncomfortable. whatever it is, you just need to be prepared for ran to be in his absolutely worst mood once he scares the person away.

although he won’t treat you any differently, you’ll know something it’s up with him the moment you’re alone. usually, ran is the one always doing the talking, speaking of everything that comes to his mind but now it’s you the one who’s doing all the talking

he won’t ever admit his jealousy mostly because he doesn’t want you to think lowly of him, trying to keep the oh so perfect image he worked so hard to keep, but he will definitely be way more affective with you for the rest of the day to compensate for his behaviour.

i think hanma is one of the characters that can get the most jealous in tr mostly because his personality is very volatile. as we have seen before, hanma only acts under his own interests so it wouldn’t be rare to see him getting mad when something doesn’t go the way he planned or when something takes his fun away from him.

even if he gets easily jealous, it would take a lot of time before he realizes what he’s feeling, mistaking it at first by simple annoyance when he sees you leaving to talk to someone else. just where are you going? weren’t you telling him about your day? his relaxed smile dropping the moment he sees you laugh with the one he was left for. it would take someone else to point out the fact that he might be jealous for him to realize that he actually is and, the moment he accepts it, it’s the moment all the fun you were having is gone because there’s no way you can ignore the tension in the air when suddenly you feel hanma’s arms circling your shoulders, his chin resting on top of your head while he gives an obviously fake smile to the person in front. it’ll be best if you just leave, pretending you both have something else to do in hopes hanma will let the problem go.

hanma is pretty much an asshole to everyone except you, so as you can imagine his behaviour towards the other person will be anything but kind. he’ll pretend as if nothing’s happening, including himself in the conversation you were having in hopes the person will get the point that he’s only faking his laugh. i feel like he’ll also be the type to put threats into his words in hopes to create a fight like the troublemaker he is.

i’ll be pretty obvious to you that he’s jealous, this guy won’t even try to hide it because, at the end of the day, it really makes him feel like you’re the only one that can get him that worked out without even being responsible for it.

hanma will one hundred percent admit his jealousy and he will do it in the most hypocritical way, finding it funny that even someone like him can get jealous. this will also show you just how much he cares about you, so please don’t go talking to other people if you were previously beside him.

❮★❯ requests are: closed!

#tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers imagines #tokyo revengers x reader #sanzu haruchiyo #haitani ran #hanma shuji

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saiqherrr · 3 years

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— lunch hours (k. nanami)

.pairing kento nanami x fem!reader

.content warning nsfw, smut, teacherxstudent, age gap, cheating, oral sex (m!receiving), teasing, unprotected sex, mouth covering, semi-rough sex, taunting, (let me know if i missed any!)

.synopsis you've had your eye on your professor for quite some time...

.a/n NANAMI HAS A LITTLE BIT OF A MULLET HERE, requested by the one & only @oonizoomi :smug: LOL. enjoy this. it's short but i just wanted to give my baby nanami some love. i might make a part two to this :shrug:

.wc 2.3k

this was not proof read, but i will be editing, my bad :dead:

NANAMI’S SLACKS were annoyingly crinkled as he plunked down in the cushioned chair that was located in front of the folding table in front of him. he slid off his jacket, revealing the blue dress shirt that was buttoned around his bottom underneath. he was the only teacher on this floor who had a lunch hour at this time, so to his luck, he was able to eat his lunch without the disturbance of teachers conversing with their mouths full about tattle that nanami couldn’t attempt to give a shit about.

on this particular day, nanami was more irritated than usual. things at home were a bit tense; he and his wife were contending reliably about pointless things. the arguments would go on for hours. usually, the two of them would kiss and make up, taking things to the bed to ease their tension, but lately, his wife wasn't in the temperament for it at all. in fact, he felt like she was getting off to it too - touching him whenever he was frustrated, underhanded signals brushing against him, and then stopping abruptly, leaving poor nanami with blue balls.

he thought about his wife as he ate the lunch that she made for him. it was a small salad bowl, filled with a variety of things nanami liked and three rice balls. "she probably poisoned this," nanami whispered to himself underneath his breath. he chewed on his food slowly as he reclined into his seat, placing his elbows on the arms of the chair, his fork close to his mouth. a knock at the door startled him, for no one ever came in here. he grunts as he places his fork down on the table and gets up, huffing with annoyance.

he opened the door and looked down to see you there. standing at 6'0'', he was taller than you by a couple of inches. from his view, he was inevitably presented with the view of your cleavage and busty set of breasts. he gulped when he saw you, trying not to pay too much attention to your chest.

you modestly smiled at him, giving him faux naive eyes that nanami could read through. you did this very often; revealing more skin whenever you got to his class but covering up as soon as you moved onto the next one. nanami noticed it and at first, it bothered him, but after a while, he'd come onto campus in the morning thinking, "what's y/n going to show me today?" and he'd chuckle as he thought about how desperate you were to seduce him.

"may i help you, y/n?" nanami practically had to force the words out as he scanned your body. his ears became hot and the rest of his gaunt face was gradually becoming a slight shade of red. his consciousness was clouded with shame. he shouldn't be getting aroused by a student.

you cocked your head to the side, examining nanami's look. your smile became vexatious as it dawned on you that your mischievous antics were working in your favor. "yeah, actually…" your eyes flickered down to the notebooks and textbook you were holding before flickering back to nanami's eyes. "i'm really having trouble understanding today's concepts…lectures are so hard to follow for me."

nanami sighed before clenching his jaw unnaturally tight. get it together. nanami rubbed his hand on the back of his neck, before running his hand through the hairs that covered the area, reluctant to speak. "um, okay. just-just come in here, we'll talk about it." he stepped back to give you more access into the small room while nanami peered into the hallway, looking from right to left before closing the door.

a loud thud caught him off guard. "oh." you dropped your textbook - purposefully - and bent down in front of nanami to pick it up. your short skirt fell upward, revealing your white, cotton panties that were clearly visible and nanami's eyes widen at the sight. his lips parted and he couldn't even think straight, immaturely not looking away. as you picked up the book, your skirt fell back down and you smoothed it out before placing the big textbook on the table. you gave him those same innocent eyes again and this time it bothered him enough for him to say something about it.

"you put on a terrible facade, ms. l/n," nanami derides.

the words make your ears perk up. "i don't know what you're talking about, professor."

his nostrils flared as he licked his bottom lip and leaned on the door, locking it simultaneously. your eyes darted to the locked door and back to him. "y/n, you barely try to make it discreet." his arousal was causing him to speak recklessly, but he felt little to no shame about it.

you smiled bigger, showing more teeth as you walked closer to him, invading his personal space. you watched the way his chest rose up and fell down, admiring how anxious you made him. you admired everything about him. he was an older guy - which you had a thing for - and he took care of himself. he smelt good, he looked good, skin free of imperfections. his angular face was so attractive you, wishing you could see it buried between your legs, feasting on your pretty cunt. that mullet he had been growing throughout the year fit him perfectly and you hope he’d let it grow longer, too. you held so much power over him that he couldn't realize until now. "is it too much for you?" you murmur, your hand naturally caressing one side of nanami's face, turning it around so that the back of your hand was gliding across it.

nanami's mind went blank as he stared into your big, irises. a bulge was growing in his pants that he couldn't even hide. the pent-up anger and tension he's been holding for the past few days were preventing him from making smart choices.

"it's not enough…" nanami mumbled dreamily before crashing his lips into yours. his lips were soft in contrast to the style in which he kissed you, so rough and so needy. you didn't expect it to be so raunchy, you found nanami to be timider. but you weren't complaining. this was ten times better than what you expected and you mentally congratulated yourself. all that work of showing off in front of your professor paid off.

your lips barely left his lips every time you both broke away to come back to each other like magnets. moans were muted by the connection of your lips, echoing inside one another's mouths. you broke away and started to unbutton nanami's shirt. nanami watched you intently, breathing heavily. once it was fully unbuttoned, your hands snaked up his chest and down again, causing nanami's breath to hitch.

"make this quick," nanami demanded desperately.

you bit your lip, trying to hold back your excitement. you got on your knees, the carpet pressing against your knees, and began to unbuckle his pants. the entire area was hot...all for you. you rubbing him through his boxers, being a bit of a brat until nanami threateningly glared down at you. without a command being given, you pulled down his boxers and his cock damn near sprung out, eager to get milked. you wrapped your hand around it, spreading the stickiness of his pre-cum that sat at his tip across his length. you could feel the prominence of a vein running underneath his cock, sticking out your tongue and licking that specific area. it made nanami's legs weak as he relied on the wall behind him to support him "fuck…"

your lips wrapped around his pulsing head before you pushed yourself down, taking all of him into your mouth, your cheeks becoming hollow. you slobbered over his cock, coating it with your saliva. nanami's hips slowly bucked forward into your mouth against his own will. his tip connected to the rear of your throat, but you had your gag reflex under control. his thigh twitched, feeling like he wasn't getting enough of you. the moans and groans that fled from his lips urged you to satisfy him in the best way possible. anything that got a reaction out of him, you kept doing, you kept him satisfied. your dirty moans vibrated against him, a feeling rippling from his toes that traveled through his entire body. every lick, every suck, was filled with rapture and it all felt like a drug. he needed to be inside of you.

"who knew you could take me so well..." nanami moans. his ovation set a wave of heat down your body. your panties dampened from your drooling cunt. you needed him now. now. you removed your lips from his cock, making a pop sound. you prepped his cock enough. you didn't want to make him cum yet.

you got off your knees and stood on your feet again, kissing him desperately, eyebrows furrowed like you were going to cry. "fuck me, nanami, please…"

nanami didn't have to think twice about doing so. he harshly pulled down your skirt and felt upon the puffy lips of your cunt and you shivered under his touch. he slides your panties aside, making you whimper from the sensitivity, and there was an eager, swollen clit waiting for him. "please…" nanami ignored your pleas, blinded by overwhelming lust as his thumb pressed against your clit, making you weak. nanami impatiently hoisted you onto his waist and pushed you against the wall.

"be quiet, y/n. i don't want to hear you…" while he was being controlled like a puppeteer by such an inexcusable lust, he was very much aware that if someone heard, it'd ruin his life and yours.

with a bit of a struggle, he positioned his tip with your hot entrance before you slid down onto his full length. you let out a silenced moan, mouth agape, and eyes rolled back. he was deep inside your core, stretching out your gummy walls that eventually accumulated to his girth and sucked him in desperately. you felt so good, better than anything he had ever felt. every thought and memory of his wife had vanished from his mind, even as his wedding ring grazed your skin occasionally. nanami began thrusting into your cunt at a steady pace, his skin smacking with yours. he got uncomfortable with this decision, bringing you to the end of the table, laying you on your back before gripping your hips and bouncing you up and down on his shaft. nanami hisses as you clench around him.

"it's...it's too much," you choke out in broken moans. you only said it so he could give it to you more, and it translated perfectly to him because his thrusts suddenly become more vicious. they rocked the table underneath you, he fucked you like it'd be his last time. the moans you had been struggling to hold back were forcing themselves up again, regrettably falling from your mouth.

"shut...up…" nanami grunted. he narrowed his eyes at you, but you weren't even directly looking at him, you were seeing stars. the way he fucked you was almost animalistic. was his wife having menopause or something?

"do you fuck your wife like this?" you taunted. his eyes seemed to grow darker at your words. "does she give it up like this? is she a slut like me?"

nanami took your right hand in his, intertwine your fingers, and slammed it against the table so hard that you couldn't help but cry out. his other hand covered your mouth as he continued to ram into you. "i asked you to shut up…"

at a certain point, he found your g-spot and once he saw your body spazz from hitting it, he didn't take his time to abuse it. your walls were pulsating against his cock, milking him with such greed. "yes...yes...yes…" he whispered over and over. he was getting close to his climax.

"don't stop, don't stop, don't stop," your pleas escaped through the cracks of nanami's fingers.

"fuck," he groaned out. your pussy was addicting. every time he swung his hips out, your core drew him right back into your sore hole. a familiar feeling spawned in your toes that shot straight up to your groin, causing your body to jerk violently as your legs were shaking. you let out a muffled cry, face twisted as you felt your orgasm in every part of your body. he could feel your cum slicking his cock as he continued to violated your walls, fucking you through your orgasm. "i'm so close…" his thrusts became arrhythmic, sloppy, and slow before he put in one last thrust, cumming inside of you, your walls drenched in his cum. nanami saw white and shook against your body as he was buried inside of you. he pulled out, mouth agape and panting heavily. he removed his hand from your face and you gasped for air that he unintentionally blocked off.

nanami took a moment to collect himself, get his thoughts together. he realized he came inside of you and blinked profusely, wondering if this was a wet dream or not. "fuck...fuck, fuck, fuck." he pulled up his boxers and pants and buttoned his shirt, but he was still not situated as proper as he usually was.

"i didn't mean to cum in you." nanami's voice was filled with regret. you stared at him and it finally hit you as well - he came in you. for the most part, nanami had avoided any type of action that held romance or intimacy. he simply wanted to use you as a cum bucket and that was it, however, he came inside of you. nanami was pacing around the room as you were putting your skirt back on. he finally stopped and took a deep breath before turning to you. "are you on the pill?"

you chuckled lightly as you saw the panic in his face. "yes, yes i am."

all that fear was replaced with relief as he breathlessly plopped down into the chair with his hand on his head. "don't speak of this. to anyone."

"of course."

while he did something very wrong and unfaithful, the thought of never doing this with you again didn't even step foot into his mind. whatever it was about you, he had to have it again. he figured keeping you around wouldn't be too bad - and securing your trust with a bribe would do no harm either.

"you suck in this course so, i'll keep your grade up," nanami says before you get ready to walk out the door. you half-smile and felt heat rising up to your cheeks. "as long as we get to do this sometime again."

#nanami imagine #nanami x you #kento nanami #nanami x reader #jjk nanami #jjk kento #nanami smut #nanami headcanons #jjk smut #jjk fanfic #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujustu kaisen

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procrastinatingsapphictrash · 3 years

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Already dating

Word count: 1618

Genre: Probably fluff, idk really

Pairing: Natasha x gn!reader

Warnings: None (let me know if I need to add any)

Request: could you maybe write something with Natasha x male reader (if your comfortable, otherwise you can write it with female or gender neutral) where Natasha blushes when the reader compliments her in front of the team and the team immediately goes crazy and does everything in their power to get them together, only to find out they've been dating all along?

Summary: Steve and Tony (mostly Tony) lock you in an elevator to admit your feelings, not knowing you’re already together.

A/n: Thanks @mochamoff for the request, sorry it took so long to do it! I’m writing this authors note over a week before I’m posting the fic which is unusual because usually I post within twenty four hours of finishing. Anyways it feels nice to be on a break and this fic being posted means I’m officially back which I’m excited for. To be honest this fic isn’t the whole team, just Tony and Steve, but I’m pretty happy with the way it turned out so I hope you all enjoy reading!

“Next time you have to listen to me in the field Stark.” Steve says as soon as everyone is settled into their place on the jet.

“Actually I don’t, you have absolutely no power over me and as much as you want to be the leader of this team you are not so stop acting like it.” Tony snaps back.

“Someone has to step up and lead.” Steve tells him. “It’s not like you could do any better, you would probably mess things up.”

“Maybe I would, but I would do a hell of a lot better than you are doing.” Tony says. “You like to pretend you’re all high and good and above us but who made you leader? Nobody. You crave control so you took it.”

“I did what needed to be done.”

You watch them snap back and forth at one another a few more times, rolling your eyes at Natasha. She gives you a small smile to show that she’s amused and turns her attention back to your two teammates whose argument has only gotten more and more heated.

“Y/n what do you think?” Tony asks, catching you off guard.

“About what?”

“About who would be a better leader for the team.” he explains. You think for a moment and they both stand as tall as possible (in Tony’s case it isn’t tall at all) and puff out their chests. You scoff, the male ego is so big, even in men who are good and try to do the right thing.

“Neither.” you decide.

“Neither- but the team needs a leader, you have to pick someone.” Tony splutters.

“Just because I don’t think the best leader is either of you doesn’t mean I don’t think the team needs a leader.” you tell him. How one of the smartest people in the world can’t figure that out for himself is beyond you.

“So who would you choose then?” Steve asks, confused.

“Natasha obviously.” you say, smiling at her. The corners of her mouth tug up slightly and even that small movement makes you feel proud.

“No offense, but Natasha???” Tony asks, seemingly outraged. “Why?”

“Well first of all she doesn’t have a fragile male ego like you dumbasses.” you tell them. “But it’s more than just that. She’s smart, both book smart and street smart. She can hack into computers and memorize information easily and knows how to blend in, or to get people to like her. She is more rational than the both of you combined but is also good at making decisions on the fly. She is an excellent fighter and can keep track of strategies and she has connections in and out of the government, with backup plans for almost every situation. Not to mention she has an amazing heart and don’t argue like some other people on our team tend to do. And of course she’s absolutely gorgeous but that doesn’t have anything to do with it.”

You wink at her at the end of your mini speech and are surprised to find her cheeks noticeably pink. She can’t help the smile that creeps onto her face when she thinks over your words.

“Abort mission, Romanoff is blushing and smiling, I think I might be about to die.” Tony states obnoxiously.

“Shut up, you’re just annoyed that she likes me better than you.” Natasha tells him, taking a breath to (mostly) collect herself.

“You’re scary when you’re happy. I haven’t seen you like that before.” he says. “Are you in love with Y/n or something?”

“Shut up.”

Tony smirks. “Make me.”

Natasha takes one threatening step towards him and that’s all it takes for him to back away, stuttering out apologies and mumbling under his breath about how Natasha is too scary to be a team leader. Natasha’s scare tactics do seem to work though because he doesn’t speak to anybody but himself for the rest of the ride home.

As soon as the jet touches down you and Natasha exit, heading straight to the room where you are supposed to be debriefed. Steve tries to follow but Tony grabs his arm to let him know to hold back a second.

“I know I joke but I honestly think they’re in love with each other.” Tony tells him. “I didn’t see it before today but there’s no way Y/n’s speech was platonic, who memorizes lists of reasons why they like their friends, not to mention their flirty wink at the end. And then Natasha, she’s scary but she was acting weird and happy around Y/n.”

“I hate to say this but I agree with you and they would make a cute couple.” Steve says. “But we should probably catch up now.”

Tony takes Steve’s words as an opportunity to stop being serious and become obnoxious again. “Onward dear captain, lead the way fearsome leader, how ever could I-”

“Tony I’m trying to be polite but you are making it very hard.”

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“Tony no.”

“Tony yes.”

“That is a horrible idea.”

Tony opens his mouth in outrage. “I think it’s a pretty good idea actually.”

“I won’t work.” Steve counters.

“Well I think it well and need I’m the only genius here.” he says smugly.

“You can’t force love!” Steve tells Tony, running his hand through his hair in frustration.”

“Ah, ah, ah,” Tony says, “I’m not forcing love, they are already in love. All I’m doing is giving them a little push.”

“By locking them in an elevator?” Steve asks in a deadpan voice.

“Exactly.”

“You can’t just go around locking people-” Steve starts to say but he gets cut off by Tony.

“Shhhhhhh, hi Y/n, hi Natasha.”

“Hi guys, what are you up to?” you ask, obvious to what was going on seconds before you entered the room. Natasha eyes them suspiciously because they are acting weird, holding their bodies stiffly, which means they are hiding something.

“We were just about to head down to the training room, want to come?” Tony lies smoothly while Steve shakes his head in the background.

“That sounds good,” you reply, “you want Tasha?”

“Okay.” she agrees, still eyeing both of them, Tony in particular suspiciously.

“Great!” Tony says and starts to walk towards the elevator and the rest of you follow him, Steve trying to convince himself that going along with Tony’s plan is doing no harm.

“Ladies first.” he says, stepping off to the side and giving a big flourish with his arm. It’s weird but then again Tony is always weird so you don’t think too much of it, stepping into the elevator. As soon as Natasha follows you in he orders Jarvis to close and lock the doors and to prevent the elevator from moving and then pulling up a screen so he can watch you.

“You better run when I get out of here!” Natasha yells. “You too Steve!”

“You’re going to thank me later.” Tony says. “Steve, why don’t you explain why we locked them in.”

“Um,” Steve hesitates, not knowing where to start, “well we think that you two need to talk about, um, feelings.”

“Feelings?” you ask, confused, while realization dawns over Natasha’s face.

“Um, yeah feelings.” Steve responds, feeling very awkward and hoping this works so he didn’t do all that for nothing.

“They don’t know we’re dating and they’re trying to get us together.” Natasha leans over and whispers in your ear before straightening back up and talking to Tony again. “I didn’t take you for such a romantic Stark.”

“What? I’m not- romantic me? Pepper says I’m the least romantic guy she’s ever been with.” he splutters, trying to regain his masculinity.

“And that is not a compliment.” you tell him. “But for some reason even though ‘you aren’t romantic’ you wanted to get us together.”

“Maybe I did,” he says. “but you have to admit that my plan is amazing and it's totally working.”

Natasha snorts “What part of this conversation screams working to you?”

“Well you haven’t killed Y/n yet and neither of you have denied your feelings so it’s obviously working. I expect a thank you speech dedicated to me at your wedding.” He says arrogantly.

“There will be no speech.” Natasha tells him.

“But there will be a wedding?” He asks, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively and Steve has to look away because it looks ridiculous.

“Hopefully.” you say, teasing Tony with your vagueness but also making Natasha smile as she thinks about what that might be like.

“Told you my plan would work.” Tony brags to Steve before telling Jarvis to release you from the elevator.

“Your plan sucked.” Natasha tells him. “We were already dating dumbasses.”

She grabs your hand and pulls you out of the room as Steve and Tony stare after you, shocked.

“Did you know about this?” Tony asks, looking at Steve with suspicion.

“Not at all.” Steve answers, his mouth still half open. In hindsight it should have been obvious. Of course Natasha wouldn’t want to be open about her dating life right away, she likes her secrets way too much.

---

“You owe me fifty bucks Y/n.” Natasha tells you once you’re out of earshot.

“Seriously?” you whine.

“You said they already knew but they didn't, so pay up.” She holds her hand outwards expectantly and you both laugh.

“Later.” you tell her. “There are more important things to do now.”

“Hmm, like what?” she teases gently, taking a step closer to you. Your breath catches because you still can’t believe you are dating someone this beautiful. You match her halfway and pull her into a deep kiss, only pulling back when you need to breath.

“This.”

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I know that you said that it was an one shot, but I really love the idea of marinette stay in Paris with Luka and kagami and avoid all the NY drama! If you can, can you share more of it? Even if just a few little ideas it would be great! (I love your ideas!)

(the one-shot this anon is referring to)

Aw, thank you so much!

And sure, after some thought, I did really want to write a little more with them!

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While throwing away their now juice-less cups, Marinette made the realization of how different things seemed with Luka and Kagami. She had already experienced hanging out with both of them separately, but she'd never imagined having both of them with her at once. It wasn't as if she'd always dismissed or despised the idea, but the only time they'd interacted as a group had been with Adrien around, which had probably soured the whole thing and thus involuntarily caused her to never think about it.

With her friends, everything was typically high-energy. Juleka and Mylene weren't very involved in creating such an atmosphere, but Marinette herself, Rose, Alya, and kept things energized. It wasn't a bad thing in general, but it made Marinette wonder if maybe surrounding herself with people who only encouraged her excitable habits wasn't a good thing.

Meanwhile, Luka and Kagami were completely different, both from her and her friends. Neither were particularly loud - though both could be when they wanted to - and they weren't really the kind to tease or mess with her either. Luka wasn't quiet in the way Juleka was, just seeming to absorb the world around him, whereas Kagami only spoke when she felt that there was something of value to say. Marinette had worried briefly that she might've been too different from the both of them, or that she'd overwhelm them due to speaking up the most, but instead, there was a sense of balance. Luka smiled or chuckled reassuringly whenever she caught herself rambling, whereas Kagami would cut in with her own views that were often direct but nevertheless good in their intentions. Perhaps her personality rubbed off on them in a way she couldn't fully understand?

Still, it was nice.

As the three were deciding what to do next, Marinette's phone suddenly went off. Marinette looked at her purse and pulled out her phone, half-expecting a text from one of her classmates about her missing the bus, but it was actually a notification about where Andre the ice cream man was.

Kagami glanced over after noticing the look on Marinette's face. "You want to get ice cream?"

Marinette frowned, Kagami's voice reminding her of the day the two of them had gone for ice cream with Adrien. She still remembered talking to Andre, hoping beyond hope that maybe the man wouldn't make them pick between the three different flavors. His words still stung a little, not because of Adrien, but because of what the words meant.

"Too many flavors mixed together may throw off the delicate balance."

It implied that one of them would always be the third wheel if they were together, no matter what, and it was a hollow feeling that she'd only recently started to accept.

"Marinette?"

Feeling a comforting hand on her shoulder, she looked over and noted Luka offering her a concerned expression. It grounded her, serving as a reminders that things were different now and that Adrien wasn't there which, in a strange way, brought her an immense sense of comfort.

"I'm fine," she assured. Turning her attention back to her phone, she deleted the notification and then made sure that she wouldn't be getting another one. "Ice cream sounds good, if you want it too, but... I think I've got a better idea than Andre's."

Luka and Kagami exchanged curious glances.

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"Here's to Neapolitan ice cream!" Marinette declared dramatically, raising her spoon up with flair before shoving it and the ice cream on it right into her mouth.

Luka snorted in amusement while Kagami gave an acknowledging nod, probably remembering the exact phrase from Andre that Marinette had recalled earlier.

They'd picked up the carton of ice cream on the way to Marinette's place, with Marinette insisting on paying in order to spoil them, and while they seemed confused on the specifics of her insistence, they gave in soon enough. Marinette could understand why she'd be the expected person to be comforted, but giving to others made her happy on its own and she felt they deserved it. After all, Luka had tried his hardest to catch up to the bus and Kagami was still dealing with Adrien wanting to leave for New York despite her being in Paris.

They'd ultimately decided on splitting the entire carton between the three of them, with each of them getting a majority of the one of the flavors and then the rest of that flavor going to the other two. Marinette had gone with chocolate, Kagami had gone with vanilla, and Luka had gone with strawberry. It might've seemed like a weird choice to go with since they'd just had orange juice, but it hadn't been much and it wasn't exactly a "treat."

Marinette may have considered suggesting ice skating instead if her first thought of it wasn't her slipping and bringing Luka and Kagami down to the ice with her. Ice cream was the safer alternative to "cold fun."

"Luka," she called thoughtfully, taking another bite before asking, "you're not feeling sore or anything, are you?"

He met her gaze, smiling at the concern but waving his hand dismissively. "I'm alright, Marinette. I'm used to biking around for hours because of my job, so it wasn't a big deal."

Kagami halted, spoon halfway in her mouth while her brows rose noticeably. She finished the scoop, then turned to look at Luka. "You have a job?"

He nodded. "Yeah. I deliver pizza." He grinned, clearly amused by her reaction. "Are you surprised?"

Kagami's expression didn't shift, but Marinette had known her long enough to see that she was embarrassed. "Oh, no. It's... I don't have one."

"There's nothing wrong with that." Luka shrugged. "I just have the time to do it."

"Mm." Kagami looked back at her ice cream, poking at the surface with her spoon. "I suppose it would be too difficult with my fencing lessons."

Marinette giggled sheepishly, happy to join in on the conversation. "I probably wouldn't be able to either. There's all my fashion work with my website, and then there's the unexpected babysitting, the bakery, and I'm also the class representative." She hurriedly added an, "I know it doesn't sound like much, but I'm bad at planning," when she felt that it seemed like such little things. She was Ladybug and the new guardian too, of course, but she couldn't be blurting that out, so she could only hope that it didn't seem like she was whining over nothing.

She averted her gaze, scooping up a self-conscious bite of her ice cream and shoving it into her mouth. She was partway through savoring it when she realized that neither Luka nor Kagami had responded to her. Daring a look back, she saw them staring at her with varying gazes.

Kagami seemed stunned, commenting, "That is... well, much, actually," referring to what Marinette had just tried to brush off.

Was it? Marinette had never really thought about it. In fact, she distinctly remembered back in the day where people might've thought she was just scatterbrained and didn't really do anything. Back when she was hesitant to be class representative and claimed that she was busy, Alya had asked her with a hint of snark what she was busy with, like she expected her to have a free schedule.

Even beyond her role of Ladybug at the time, she still had random babysitting to do and still frequently worked on her fashion projects. Thinking back, it stung just a little.

As Marinette glanced at Luka, she at first felt that the amount of sympathy he was directing at her was excessive, but then she remembered how she had cried in front of him to the point where he'd dropped his bike and guitar in order to comfort her. She blushed, both in shame and from the memory of him holding her so closely.

"Ah—well—it's okay!" she said hurriedly, "Anyway, forget about me! This day is about... um, this ice cream, and ice cream doesn't have problems that you should worry about!"

She nearly gave herself brainfreeze from how quickly she scooped up and ate the next bite, but figured it'd be worth it if they dropped the subject.

It wasn't worth it.

"You should be more careful," Kagami commented critically, an edge to her voice that Marinette knew wasn't meant to be anger at her. "You're my friend, so don't overwork yourself."

Marinette grinned nervously, still trying to lighten the mood. "A-are you saying it'd be alright to overwork myself if I wasn't your friend?"

Kagami's gaze didn't waver, and Marinette slowly tried to sink into her seat.

Luka set his spoon down on the bowl, then chimed in, "I don't know anything about fashion, Marinette, but if you ever need any help with anything—"

Kagami clicked her own spoon against her bowl to interrupt him, as if she felt personally slighted that he'd gotten to say it first. "We're here for you."

Luka nodded to confirm.

"Oh." Marinette blushed deeper, touched by the gesture from both of them. She thought about trying to reassure them again, but their gazes were firm and showed no room for argument, so she settled for a soft, "Thanks."

They resumed eating their ice cream from there, the topic officially concluded. Though the atmosphere felt noticeably different, Marinette was surprised to realize that it wasn't exactly in a bad way. She feared that she'd ruined the mood, but instead felt like she was supported, with Kagami and Luka looking satisfied with their choice in offering help to her.

It was like she was Ladybug, and they were the partners standing at her side, each with their own form of support. It made her smile, allowing her to happily eat away at her ice cream without thinking about anything stressful.

The idea of going to New York was suddenly very unappetizing in comparison to having ice cream with Luka and Kagami.

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All things considered, Ladybug wasn't concerned about telling Chat Noir that her plans had changed and she wasn't going anywhere after all. She imagined that Chat would be overjoyed and wouldn't even ask questions about it, just happy to have her back. She found his affection eyeroll-worthy, but he was still her teammate, so she just steeled herself up for whatever ramble he was about to give her.

However, as she waited near the top of the Eiffel Tower, sitting on the guardrail and looking around for Chat Noir, she realized that she couldn't even see him. Checking the time on her yoyo, she confirmed that it was indeed time for their usual patrol, but Chat Noir was completely absent. Even though it was nighttime, which made the black cat's suit blend in with the sky, he still had the blond hair and light skin that should've made him noticeable.

Ladybug got up and paced around the area a few times, constantly peeking down at the city as she wondered if maybe she just wasn't looking in the right spot. When she still saw nothing, she concluded that Chat Noir must just be running late and she'd simply have to wait a little longer. Things happened, after all, she knew that better than anyone, so she began idling on her yoyo, searching for something to keep her occupied while she waited.

They were a team. While their identities had to remain a secret, Chat Noir had always hated it and prioritized openness in their relationship, so he would've told her if something had come up. He was also active in going on patrols, always seeming eager to join her for their runs across the rooftops, and given that he didn't even know that she'd still be in Paris, patrols were even more crucial.

He never showed up.

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