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mqonlighting · 1 year

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spideypool thoughts because i am back in my sm/dp phase and loving every goddamn second of it !!

- something about the way their dynamic is actually healthy??? yeah no FUCK the i-can-change-him idea, but rather the I-CAN-CHANGE-FOR-HIM idea??? obsessed and I love it in terms of spideypool

- i am ABSOLUTELY SMITTEN for the legendary fics where spidey gets jealous of himself and is left in a state of pure shock about it whenever wade’s swooning over his latest crush peter parker like SOMETHING ABOUT IT IS SO PETER OF PETER TO DO AND ITS FUNNY AND MAKES FOR A DELICIOUS IDENTITY REVEAL

- coming up to the topic of identity reveals I have a LOT to say about them, first of all I find them so important to the progression of wade and peter’s relationship. it’s important because maybe, on a more practical level, peter feels like wade has so much at his disposal to exploit his identity — but it’s that exact mindset that makes the big moment so special. who peter is behind the mask is him in a state of vulnerability; at the end of the day, spider-man is everyone’s shield and their great savior and protector — including peter’s. he feels like he has to be so strong and brave all the time and have his guard up, but the moment he takes off the mask, it means that he trusts you with his fragmented pieces and trusts that you won’t break them any further. NOW TAKE THAT IN THE CONTEXT OF SPIDEYPOOL, WHERE PETER FEELS LIKE HE HAS TO HATE WADE BECAUSE WADE IS WHO HE IS BUT HE TRUSTS HIM ANYWAYS AND DOESNT KNOW WHY. gold

- this is something that’s like said a lot but there’s something so interesting about the fact that wade and peter as characters actually have very similar principles and characteristic points — they’re both funny, both use humor and quippage to cope with the turmoil and struggle constantly thrown at them, and they were both thrown into the deep end at young age. where their characters begin to diverge are the morals and ideas formed by their unique and individual traumatic experiences and coping experiences. for example, if ben hadn’t died and peter’s rageful side and irresponsibility only consumed him, who’s to say he wouldn’t have become a murderous killer the same way wade was? or even a mercenary the same way Wade did to try and support himself financially and care for his family? and if wade had grown up in a supportive household and learned the price of his actions, who’s to say he wouldn’t have become a hero like peter? EXPERIENCES BUILD CHARACTERS AND THESE TWO HAVE SUCH INTRICATE CHARACTERS

- something about their perceptions of one another physically. I TALKED ABOUT THIS IN ONE OF MY REPOSTS but the way peter is just an average, pretty good-looking guy and every time I write wade describing his features, it’s not “he’s hot” or “he’s sexy” or “he’s a model” but rather the small things no one would find beautiful or even unique about anyone. big, chocolate brown eyes, crooked, bashful smiles, the way he forgets to push up his glasses — literally who the fuck would care other than a person madly in love? EXACTLY.

- in correlation to the previous point, FICS WHERE PETER REASSURES WADE HE’S GORGEOUS IN EVERY WAY AND MEANS EVERY SINGLE WORD. if you love someone TRULY, nothing can be ugly about them. and peter sees the scars and wade thinks he’ll hate it but in reality peter adores it and thinks wade is unique and beautiful and interesting and all of that. AGH warms my lonely lonely heart

- wade would be very happy to do the upside down kiss. this is in fact a fic idea so by any means please treat this as a prompt

- BOTH DISASTERS BUT BOTH EACH OTHER’S DISASTERS!! look I love tired x hyper but something about these two being absolute hurricanes of awkwardness and then bonding over their weird ass references with occasional hints of tired x hyper banter makes my heart sing I honestly just love them (BONUS POINTS IF THE HINTS OF TIRED X HYPER IS DEADPOOL MAKING A FLIRTY STEAMY COMMENT, PETER GETTING FLUSTERED, AND THEN PETER TRIES TO HIDE IT WITH A TIRED EXHAUSTED ANGRY LINE OF DIALOGUE) or perhaps peter realizing Deadpool is a fun guy and unknowingly doing everything in his power to hang out with him mayhaps?????

anyways yep!! some of my incoherent head-empty-only-spideypool thoughts that I would like to share with the class ! < andd not to be a shameless self promoter but if you would like to see these thoughts written out then I’m on ao3 wink wink cough cough >

#spideypool #deadpool #peter parker #spiderman #thoughts #spideypool thoughts #ya know for the soul #spiderpool #spiderman x deadpool #wade wilson #comic spideypool btw pls don’t hate me #I LOVE THESE TWO #ON BREAK AND SUDDENLY THEYRE MY WORLD AGAIN #— mq ☽nshit

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elysiansparadise · 1 year

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Hi angel <33 appreciate the way you interpret the uranus in the fifth placement sm!!!

I would deeply appreciate a mars in the 12th house interpretation from you :D if possible~ as I’ve been struggling to deal w/this placement for years now :/

Hello Angel! Thank you so much for your words, I would gladly give you my takes on this placement. 🤎

Mars in the 12th house

The inner world of these natives is not very simple as their calm and almost indifferent personality may reflect, they are people who feel things very intensely, perhaps more than they would like. This feeling of inner war in them fills them with anger and frustration with themselves, for feeling that they cannot resolve those turbulent and confusing tides among which they feel they are drowning. A fear of being vulnerable in the eyes of others causes them to project both consciously and unconsciously as a person who has a very well placed wall between themselves and others, it is difficult for them to appear vulnerable with other people and they always seek to appear as someone who should not be with mess with, all as a defense mechanism against the feeling of not being powerful that others might want to instill in him. These people are strong, brave and powerful, we find people who naturally emanate that strength that they hardly feel they have. As many posts say, these natives tend to internalize their temper and anger, but what is not explained is that in various scenarios, they take it out on them themselves.

Despite wanting to be strong in the face of whatever life throws at them, they do not see rudeness and cruelty as synonymous with strength, you will never see them being aggressive or rude to other people, in fact they avoid making others feel that way, because they empathize with the effect that these attitudes can have on others. They are very empathetic people, especially if they violate, assault or insult people who do not deserve it, they are capable of courageously facing any executioner. Although it is very likely that when they were young they felt that they had to repress this confrontation to avoid unpleasant experiences. These people will always prefer to resolve a conflict in an assertive and rational way, because they hate feeling that they have lost control or that with some emotional outburst they could see themselves as unstable or worse, hurting someone they love. These natives may prefer to work on their own or feel that things can work out better if they do it independently, but deep down there is a fear of being alone. But the tendency to isolate comes from the fear of being hurt or attacked by others again.

We have complex lovers, because as time goes by you will discover deeper aspects of them, and the more you discover, the more addicted you will become to them. To have a full sexual relationship, these natives need to feel something genuine, that excites them and at first they don't understand why, they need you to captivate them with love and delicacy, things that they may not admit they like at first, but it drives them crazy. In return, they will give you the most pleasant experience of your life, they will take you to another world through their warmth, the touch of their hands and the sensation of their kisses in every corner of your body. Sex with them is something magical, it's something almost indescribable, but it's something that definitely exceeds every idea or fantasy you've ever had. Your pleasure will be their pleasure, and theirs will be yours, a sensation of having had a unique experience will invade you and leave you thinking of them always. A true dream lover. They want to make you feel weak about them, because most likely you make them feel that way. They will deliver every last drop of energy to their partner until both are exhausted and more united than ever. Their attractiveness is something worth noting, as their aura is beyond powerful, magnetic and fiery. They will attract the eyes of whoever. Something that is key in this placement is that they unconsciously make gestures or actions that seem attractive to others even if they don't see it that way, from something as simple as adjusting their clothes.

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#mars in the 12th #mars #12th house #astro content #birth chart #natal placement #mars in the 12h #mars in 12h #mars in 12th #astrology #natal chart #astro observation #astro note

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sebbyhd · 1 year

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flashback to a few weeks ago, during the evening, after practice

– an umbrella for the rain @hdmason

sebastian liked to think he had a good grasp of the people who are in his life; that was something he didn’t have when he was younger, more than happy to ignore others and keep them at a distance, socializing wasn’t his forte, if you will. still, opening up and allowing himself to be vulnerable and fond with others was something he was still struggling with. he couldn’t help but find it awkward. he didn’t know how to handle being so soft, he had an image to uphold, one that he had given to himself, really, that wasn’t something he’d say out loud though, not one to be so openly honest about his flaws, it was better that way, anyways–!

back to the point.

mason was his friend. surprising, really. or maybe not so much, the male was a social butterfly, the complete opposite of himself, and he just wormed his way into his life, offering him smiles and his company, and who was he to deny someone wanting to bask in his presence? sebastian didn’t really know what to do with him at first, it was almost jarring to be around someone who was such a complete opposite of himself in the way he acted and carried himself. the british male will never comprehend how he could manage to balance so many friendships, and yet he did so rather easily, and didn’t seem to struggle, or at least he seemed quite happy doing it. sebastian wouldn’t admit to it loudly, but he wanted to be a bit more like him; a bit more open and kind, and willing to reach out to others.

needless to say, when their texting conversation went unanswered for an abnormally long amount of time, the blond male let himself worry. though they were both busy with training and practice, they always made time to respond to each other, and mason had this happiness that seemed to exude even through sms, and though the tone seemed a bit off at first, he didn’t overthink it, but now, he couldn’t help but to reread everything said, teeth worrying at his lower lip, nervous.

was he not feeling well?

it was nearly supper time, and training sessions have been done and over for a while now. sebastian himself was warm and comfortable in his own dorm room, though he was quick to get on his feet to set a plan on motion. it was a bit embarrassing how he didn’t really know what to do to comfort friends; it was more so he worried it wouldn’t be the right way of comfort, or that they would hate how he showed affection and care, but he decided to stop his thoughts from running in circles, and to actually do something about it.

maybe he was reading it all wrong, but it didn’t hurt to offer some kindness. it was something the older male seemed to easily give to him, and he wanted to reach out and offer him some softness too.

an hour and a half later, the younger male found himself standing in front of mason’s dorm, one hand holding a bag filled with tupperware of foods he had cooked, still warm, he had went for comfort first, stews, rice and kimchi, meat, and he knocked on the door, hoping it would be his friend who answered, or else it would be embarrassing, and sebastian would melt to the floor and dissipate.

now he was just being dramatic.

#❲ — threads. ❳#❲ ✎ thread — hdmason. ❳#❲ ✎ umbrella for the rain. ❳#hdmason

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letsgoravendors · 2 years

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Soft Anne headcanons because we need more not just a chaotic dumbass content in this fandom!!

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Anne has a had time expressing her love for the other queens so she does it in material ways, she does little things and hopes she's showing how much she truly cares.

Aragon

Anne has the hardest time with Aragon, often times leaving things undone or unsaid for fear of crossing boundaries and driving her away their fickle friendship they've built up. So instead of saying I love you and going on long winded rants about her she makes tea after a bad at work and leaves a warning note that it might be poisoned. Instead she cooks Aragons favorite meals on her death day. Instead she reminds Cathy to say good bye when Lina heads out. Instead she backs off on quips when her self-esteem issues are acting up. Instead she grabs her hand and gives it a squeeze when someone brings up Mary.

Jane

With great shame she admits she was awful to Jane in the beginning. Resented her, she'd go as far as to say hate, all misdirected at Jane. Anne hates herself for it, Jane only did to her what she did to Aragon, she had no choice. Anne's scared to be gentle with Jane but she's terrified to be rough, so she's neither. She tries to stay out of her Cousin's way and just leave her alone. So Anne does but she cares too, when Jane's extra stressed she'll do the dishes. When Jane is having a rough day with Henry's manipulation and abuse she takes extra care in stessing he was an ass to all of them. When Jane racks out on the sofa she carries her to her room and tucks her in. When Jane is missing Edward more than usual she shuts up and let's Jane mom her without a word.

Anna

Anna and Anne were bros, fellow agents of chaos, they didn't do soft feelings. They racked up nicknames amongst the queens like Anne squared, devil duo, goblins, double trouble, Christmas Bitches(that was dubbed by Kat much to Jane's despair) and more. Sometimes they dragged Kat into their chaos but that was it. They played video games and joked around, they weren't close like that. So Instead when Anna was having issues with her appearance she'd bit her lip and called her hot playfully and went on a dramatic rant about her being gorgeous. Instead she went into her room and played games. Instead she went on Anna's runs.

Kat

Kit-Kat her darling cousin, Anne was known to be protective of Kat, they became close quick and everyone joked about her being a Mini Anne. Kat was easiest to express her love for but the hardest at the same time. She'd send simple "gn I love you kitty" texts to her. She'd help her with school and remind her that she isn't stupid. She'd Listen to Kat pace and rant out the pent up emotion she struggles to express. After she has a nightmare Anne will stay, remind her of reality and sing her to sleep, let Kat hang onto to Anne as a lifeline.

Cathy

Cathy and Anne had a complicated relationship. They had feelings for each other but both unsure of how to make it official. Cathy was a little shit, an angsty tired little shit. The famed nocturnal Cathy Parr was a sleepy koala and would not sleep unless she was cuddling something and Anne was happy to be that something. She'd remind Cathy to eat and well- of basic self needs. She'd remind Cathy that what Happened with Liz wasn't Cathy's fault. She'd proof read Cathy's writing and be a critic when Cathy was scared to show it to others. She'd replace Cathy's coffee with water half way through the day(Cathy pretends to hate it but drinks it anyway)

Anne cares for the Other queens and she hopes they know

OOOOO YESS I LOVE THIS!!!!

this is exactly how i see her expressing her love for the others since she’s not the best at being emotionally vulnerable (her love language is definitely acts of service). deep down she’s just a big ol’ softie who loves her family sm

(YES i totally agree, we need more chaotic dumbassary from anne)

#im so so so so sorry for answering this ask so late anon #i haven’t gone through my inbox in a very long time #y’all must be tired of me making excuses but i really am sorry #just know that i’ve seen all the asks and i love them so very much so thank you #six #six the musical #anne boleyn #rav’s asks #thank you again anon!!

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juuheizou · 8 months

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omggg I love angsty questions!! how do you think juuzou would be during and after a fight? which party would have to take the initiative to call the other to talk and sort things out? would he ever apologize first? what about mutsuki?

oooh and just so we dont lose ourselves on angst::: what were the main things thatmade juuzou fall in love with tooru? which one of them fell first and how does each one behave when secretly in love? which one confessed first?! (sorry for the bombload of questions I just love them sm😭🩷)

Thank you so much for the bombload of questions! No better way to make my day! Hopefully it's a good thing that my answers are bordering on stories of their own, because I don't see myself stopping that anytime soon.

how do you think juuzou would be during and after a fight? which party would have to take the initiative to call the other to talk and sort things out? would he ever apologize first? what about mutsuki?

Honestly, while they may disagree and argue like any couple, and rarely this might boil over into saying or doing something they regret, they don't really escalate to fighting. At most it takes that one thing they regret to be like “I just said/did something [bad parental figure/schoolyard bully/disrespectful coworker] would say/do to someone I care about” and stop the escalation in its tracks, and that's when it even gets that heated. I think, since angst is the name of the game, and there's an implication of revisiting the issue to sort it out, you want to talk about those things they regret when they do it to each other.

Just like he does in his conflicts with anyone else, Suzuya has two main ways of lashing out: the Seidou (immediate aggression) or the Marude (abandonment with the intention of getting back at him later). He would never hit, bite, or threaten Mutsuki like we've seen a younger him do to other people he fights with (without risk-aware consent, anyway ;) ). But although he's come that far, when he's hurt or upset or overwhelmed, he might start trying to release some of that emotion by throwing something at a wall or floor, hitting a nearby object, or pacing around hurting himself, like pulling his hair, thumping his head with his hands, or chewing on his finger stitches.

The first time he ever did something like that, he truly didn't even notice how it made Mutsuki flinch and shrink away from him and just kept going until he burned himself out and calmed down, but Mutsuki was still frozen after he came to his senses. Honestly, in his mind Mutsuki was thinking about ending their personal relationship then and there out of fear, but just thinking about not being close to him anymore was too painful to just bottle up his feelings and become a ghost to him once he had a chance like the scared child inside him thought about doing. Instead, he did something that terrified him and told Suzuya, small and vulnerable, “it scares me when you do that.”

Suzuya never wanted to scare Mutsuki and never ever wants to. He's gotten better at apologizing since the Owl Suppression Operation (doing so to the wife of the person who might not be in critical condition if you weren't so reckless is good practice) and this is one of the times where he apologizes first. He not only apologizes, but they hit pause on whatever they had started off arguing about and spend some time figuring out how not to scare Mutsuki like that again. Number one on the list is don't let disagreements turn into fights, for both of them.

This is not the same as his other regrettable way to handle an argument. As I've mentioned, Suzuya is capable of biding his time and getting even when he's upset. This holds true in a two-sided disagreement as well, and when he's heated he may storm off from the conversation and start thinking of how he's going to get even for whatever part of it upset him. Compared to self-injuring or hurting objects around him, this is deliberate, a bad choice he makes when he's mad rather than simply struggling to regulate big feelings without meaning to hurt Mutsuki. When he storms off just to blindside Mutsuki with a mean-spirited prank later, in the moment he does mean to hurt him for whatever he said.

In the aftermath of something he regrets, Suzuya might not always know what he's feeling or feel anything, but he knows he hurt Mutsuki, and that's enough for him. He wants to make it right, and, sometimes to a fault, won't stop trying to fix it until he sees Mutsuki smile. Sometimes Mutsuki needs to take the space to be hurt and Suzuya can't fix it, and he can't reliably discern when those times are, but if Mutsuki says “not now” or “leave me alone,” he will. In those cases, he resolves to do nice things from a distance so that at least Mutsuki can have nice things while he's hurt.

When it's Mutsuki who raises his voice or avoids him altogether for a time, which are his fatal flaws in an otherwise healthy disagreement, Suzuya is naturally pretty blunt. His most common response is to come to him, all small and vulnerable himself, like “did you really mean those things you yelled at me?” Sometimes his delivery isn't the best, but the answer is usually no, and it's good enough that they end up talking it out.

He would readily apologize first and take the initiative to sort out what they got heated about if/when he realizes he did something hurtful. As far as the sorting it out part, he'll be the one to do that a lot of the time even when it wasn't him who made it a fight, as he's not great at sitting with strong feelings without doing something about them. However, you won't see him apologize for something he didn't do wrong, even if he just doesn't realize he did something wrong yet.

Mutsuki's gut reaction to conflict and confrontation is to avoid it, bury it, pretend he's not feeling anything that would cause it to happen or that it didn't happen. However, he also cares just as deeply about Suzuya as Suzuya cares about him and loathes the idea of being the one who hurts anyone. While he might struggle to apologize right away, even if he knows he's the one who needs to, eventually the knowledge he's hurting Suzuya trumps even the fear and denial and when he does get up the guts to apologize, he does so profusely and is just as adamant about making it right beyond just an apology.

The main thing that made Suzuya fall for Mutsuki is how he knows so much of the suffering that he knows, and yet he came out of it such a different person. He might not have been through all the same things, but as far as anyone Suzuya has ever come across in his new life, Mutsuki understands him. Because he understands, he accepts him, doesn't judge him for those remaining messy traces of his past that may never fully go away, doesn't want to play a part in his life that sees him trying to change him or fix him.

That said, their differences play just as much of a role in why Mutsuki is so special to him as their similarities. Where Suzuya is unprincipled and indifferent to a lot of horrible things, Mutsuki would sacrifice himself to save a complete stranger and wears a bleeding heart on his sleeve. Where Suzuya wants to see people die for looking at him sideways, Mutsuki will go out of his way for someone who isn't even nice to him. He might not understand it, but deep down Suzuya would never want to see him lose that. It amazes him, and when its extended to him, it makes him feel like he must have some goodness in him too, not unlike the way Shinohara used to make him feel with that same pure, unconditional kindness. With Mutsuki it shows up in a different way, but Suzuya knows it when he sees it.

Suzuya fell first. Prior to the Ghoul Auction, they didn't know each other well, not even being assigned to the same part of the city and all. That being said, I think their first time, maybe first few times, meeting each other happened before that. It wasn't anything big or plot-relevant (not even pretending that isn't my go-to excuse for every canonverse idea that only lives in my brain) but little things like Suzuya telling the most grateful new Rank Three ever where a particular conference room is and thinking “that one is going to get eaten alive” as said Rank Three bows and thanks him like three times before realizing how late they are to the meeting they were trying to find and bolting.

Then next time he consults on some fucked up gourmet ghoul-related case away from the 13th Ward, he's wrestling with a vending machine because his snack got stuck and suddenly someone shows up behind him, puts some money in, and buys the snack behind it so his finally falls into the opening, but even when both packets end up falling, they just give the second one to him too-- it's that overly polite Rank Three again. Mutsuki something. “That one is going to get eaten alive,” he thinks once again as they scurry off to whatever they were doing, once again. Maybe it's because Mutsuki rescued his snack, but a teeny tiny part of Suzuya feels something about that thought, now.

They don't see each other as much as they used to when they worked cases together, but the next time Suzuya goes over to the Chateau to annoy Haise, he runs into Mutsuki yet again. He's the only one of Haise's new squad who does as Haise asks and introduces himself to Suzuya, all meek and polite. Mutsuki takes this simple request a step further and welcomes Suzuya to the Chateau like some honored guest, even going as far as offering him something to eat or drink before he excuses himself to his room to leave Suzuya and the person he actually came over to see alone.. “That one is going to get eaten alive,” and by now Suzuya has some inkling that he doesn't like how that makes him feel.

As for how he behaves, Suzuya is pretty brutally honest unless he has a reason not to be, and at least in my mind it's hard to see him keeping his affection a secret from Mutsuki-- if he does that, how is he going to kiss Mutsuki? Delayed gratification is not his greatest strength, unless that gratification is Marude's motorcycle.

When they actually spend time together and naturally grow close in preparation for the Auction, he's shameless about asking Mutsuki to do fun stuff with him after a meeting, telling him how cute a face he makes when he's concentrating on a knife drill or even how much he really cares about nothing bad happening to him, putting his hands on him to correct his form or make adjustments to the disguise he's planning on wearing the night of. He would even kiss Mutsuki just to share a taste of whatever snack of his Mutsuki is eyeing like it's oversweetened poison or (at least offer to) touch him more intimately because he's bored or Mutsuki seems tense. They're together in a lot of ways without him thinking to say or label anything.

Mutsuki, on the other hand, keeps all kinds of things, important or not, to himself because he is prone to agonizing over how everything he thinks about saying or doing might blow up in his face, no matter how irrational. When he realized he too was fond of Suzuya and wanted to stay as close as they are leading up to the Auction after it's over, he was convinced Suzuya would not feel the same and hate him forever and shatter his heart if not his bones despite all the logical reasons to think otherwise. So while it can't totally be a secret that he likes Suzuya an awful lot when he's allowing all the above acts of affection and intimacy, it is kind of a secret that he wants the comfort of knowing Suzuya doesn't want it to end too, that they would both commit to the effort of seeing each other when they're not together all the time for their job.

Until he gathers his courage, he would go along with every extraneous activity Suzuya wants to do in their downtime, no matter how exhausted he is from the brutal training regimen of someone who feels no pain or how sick he is with fear after talking strategy over the gruesome case files and Suzuya's bonus firsthand knowledge of the ghouls they know will be at the Auction. He would never complain during those training sessions or strategy meetings and try so hard to do well because secretly, he really likes it when Suzuya is pleased with him. He would put every fraying fiber of his being into doing good by Suzuya because maybe if he does really good, Suzuya will want what he wants without him having to use his words and risk all the things his anxiety tells him will happen if he does.

Unfortunately for Mutsuki, that's just not going to work with Suzuya, and it's Mutsuki who confesses his feelings first. The reality of the Auction is setting in with a few days left and he's writing his will as we know investigators do before something like this. As scared as he is that he will make something bad happen by saying something, he ends up calling Suzuya. Initially they talk about change and fear and death and how afraid he still is to die, go missing, lose someone. It just kind of slips out that he's scared of not seeing Suzuya again, not just through death or capture, but even if they both come out okay and they grow apart once Suzuya goes back to his assignments in the 13th Ward that don't involve him. Once he starts, he can't stop, and just spills his guts about how badly he wants what they have now to stay and how much he cares about Suzuya, how he makes him feel warm and fuzzy inside, how much he likes even the most agonizing training drill because he's there. Needless to say, it goes over well.

#answers #anon #suzumutsu #i am physically incapable of not putting my entire heart and brain into suzumutsu stuff #and that is why i struggle to finish my fics in a remotely timely manner

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georgeinamerc · 3 months

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Libra Sun

Scorpio Moon

Capricorn Rising

Hi my love!! I want to preface this by saying that this is based on stuff that i have read and have noticed! If these don't apply to you im sorry😭 thank you so so much for sending this in, it's so fun for me <3

okayyy... I might have said i will judge, but come on you're a libraa! i love air signs<33 First of all, i have say you guys have such an alluring aura and give off such good vibes! Like libras are famous for their charm (and for being very effortlessly and casually flirty!). I would say u also love compliments when u receive them, it's sth that definitely stays w you! and (from personal experience as well) you are a sign that gives so much in relationships, whether that's romantic, platonic, it doesn't matter. Also it's so impressive to me how well u manage to understand others when they share problems, concerns etc- you really put yourself in the other person's shoes and that's why you're also someone people usually gravitate towards when they want someone to listen! As i mentioned, one of my bsfs is a libra and she's studying psychology! Even in arguments they'll be the person who will see and understand both sides but still firmly stand their ground when it comes to their opinions! I believe that a lot of times libras tend to need a bit of extra work regarding self confidence bc i feel like you downplay your achievements, which is so unfair btw!! I would say give yourself more credit for all your hard work<33 people around you appreciate you sm for who you are -and maybe let them give back to you more for all you give as well!

Now rising has to do a lot w how you appear to others! omggg i met this girl last week who's a cap rising, and i have to say y'all are so cool to the point where i don't even know how to come up and talk to you! Maybe a bit quiet at first, but then you feel comfortable around someone and it's like you've known each other for yearss! Capricorns, being an earth sign, tend to be very goal oriented, hard working and smarttt but also dare i say overthinkers as well? I just know you guys know lots of things (maybe about random topics but the moment they come up you sound the smartest in the room) and i could listen to u talk for hours! The most beautiful eyes and smile too i have to say<3 i will have to repeat tho! give yourself more credit love💗💗

FELLOW SCORPIO MOONNNN i love sharing this placement w people bc we bond over trauma basically! i want to give u a hug through the screen hahah this is so random and completely based on my opinion but i feel like you look amazing in black! scorpio moons pull it off the best i swear… also- (im sorry) you tend to bottle your emotions or invalidate them/ feel like you're being too much in situations, so u may decide u shouldn't voice how u feel! like even when you're going through very hard times you will do your best to hide it (cap rising works harddd) and then let it all out once you're alone! i see that a lot in myself too tbh, but it's important to express yourself always! for example, you don't have to have an "objectively good reason to be mad" to just be mad if that makes sense! if someone tells you u "shouldn't be feeling like this" they're just shit people honestly!! also you may be struggling w vulnerability in relationships (platonic/romantic). my advice (which i need to hear myself haha) is to let yourself be a bit more vulnerable one step at a time! and obv do it only when you're w someone that makes you feel heard! also maybee try and make your standards around things more realistic? it's hard af i knoww but you'll save yourself the disappointment of some things! also rejection scares us… like a lot….

#THANK YOU AGAIN FOR SENDING THIS IN #i would love to know if this was even a tiny bit accurate as i'm learning and want to know more about signs based on actual people?? lol #u get what i mean!#but regardless give yourself all the lovee thats the most important advice❤️#asks

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alittlesimp · 2 years

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Okay so you're doing overdone fanfic tropes. Then you must do the "There's only one bed" trope with Dazai.

a/n: this was so much fun to write, i used to love reading these sm :)) ty! i got rlly tired in the end so i started being vague and emo, my apologies 😔 /hj

warnings: dazai being dazai, fem!reader

too close for comfort - dazai x reader

“You’ve got to be kidding me.”

Your bags fall to the floor dramatically, making your coworker snicker. Or maybe he’s laughing because you’re this worked up? You envy his ability to not freak out over this, but you want to slap him even more. But of course, you couldn’t. The bastard would probably enjoy it.

“What’s wrong? Do you not want to share a bed with me?”

You roll your eyes, not wanting to indulge him in his clownery, and dial the front desk. Maybe they could save you from him. They pick up surprisingly quickly considering the late hour, making you snap out of watching Dazai struggle with taking his shoes off.

“Uhm, hi, we’re in room 205 and I’m afraid there’s an issue. I’m sure we booked a room with two beds, but you gave us a room with only one bed. Is there anything you can do for us?”

It seems his shoe was tougher than he expected. He pulls and pulls until it shoots off and just barely misses a vase. He, however, was less lucky, and lets out a yelp as he falls on his badly cushioned bottom.

“Okay, thank you anyway. Good night.”

You sigh and sit on the bed, hands in your hair. So, summary: the hotel was completely booked, and you had to share a room, no, a bed with this idiot for the rest of your stay. Dazai jumps up.

“Aww, are you stuck with me? Well, look on the bright side, it could have been worse.”

You raise a brow. “How, exactly?”

“Well, you could’ve had to share a room with Kunikida. Who knows how early he would force you to get up…” he says, shuddering.

“That sounds worse for you than it does for me, I think.”

He shoots you a mischievous glance and opens his suitcase. To your surprise (not really), everything was just thrown in with not a single thought behind it.

“Folding is a waste of time if I’m going to wear it anyway.”

Well, can’t argue with that.

He somehow was able to unearth his pajamas and made his way to the bathroom. You sighed again. This man is exhausting to deal with, and you were now completely unable to catch a break? It feels like a nightmare.

After a while of pondering, you hear the door open.

“Jesus, Dazai.” He looks at you, a bit surprised at your exclamation. “Do you seriously sleep with those bandages on?”

His laughter rings through the air, a bit too loud to feel genuine, and while he seems to be enjoying himself, his eyes settle on you for just a second, showing the calculating stare that he usually reserves for only the hardest of cases. Maybe to see if you are buying his little show.

You let out a sigh at the absence of a proper reply, and grab your pajamas. “Don’t come in, I’m getting dressed.”

“But what if someone attacks you in there? I can’t let someone as beautiful as you die alone!”

You huff and turn around, locking the bathroom door behind you. Well, tonight is going to suck.

It’s not that you don’t like him, Dazai is a fun coworker you love working with. He’s clever and you respect him a lot, but sleeping in one bed together? That’s a few steps too far. Who knows what tricks he might play on you? What if he’s a clingy sleeper?

You don’t want to be here.

And the truth is, he don’t want to be here either. He’d much rather be at home right now, maybe drinking a little too much and simply sitting around, wasting time until he finally gets exhausted enough to be able to fall asleep. He’d rather be anywhere but here. Not because of you, or well, not because he hates you.

He hates the way you make him feel. The way you somehow manage to make him consider being vulnerable with you, even though he’s convinced his feelings are just a bother to everyone. To you. He’s so afraid of being open with you, even though he so desperately wants it.

The hotel room is completely dark when you open your eyes. You hear something next to you, but it takes you a minute to recognize it as the sound of pages turning. You drowsily smack your arm on his book, too tired to think about what you’re doing. The man next to you laughs and closes his book. Wait, how was he reading in the dark?

“Ah, you’re awake.”

You grumble and stretch a bit to wake yourself up. A quick look at the alarm clock tells you it’s 4 am. Why couldn’t you just sleep through the night and have it be over? Why did you have to wake up?

“Why are you up?”

He inhales sharply, but doesn’t answer your question. You keep quiet, not willing to brush it off or change the subject. If he doesn’t want to talk, you’d prefer to go back to sleep. Slowly, you sink back into your pillow, ready to go back to dreamland…

“I guess I can’t sleep.”

You felt his eyes on you, gauging your reaction. For some reason, that short sentence carried a heavy weight, and you could feel it. It was just the tip of the iceberg, but he was comfortable enough to tell you. You were aware that if you fucked up right now, he’d close off and never be honest with you again. Thinking of a reply was harder than it should have been with such an innocent little sentence. Pry too much, and he’d laugh it off again, crack a joke and the rare, honest moment would be ruined.

“Do you want to hear a bedtime story?”

It seems you caught him off guard, but after a moment of silence, he started chuckling.

“Please, do go on.”

You clear your throat.

“Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, there lived a lonely boy. The boy didn’t want money, power, or a love story out of a fairy tale.”

“Isn’t this a fairy tale though?”

“Shut up and listen. Anyway, what the boy wanted most was a friend, but he thought his sadness was a burden to the people around him. And so, he goes to look for a mask which, according to the legends, makes you appear like the best version of yourself around others. But there is one problem. The mask is guarded by a fierce, fire-breathing dragon, and the boy is not a good fighter.

So, he decides to look for help. He’s embarrassed by his motivation, so he never tells anyone. Eventually, he finds a girl with some fighting experience, and they venture out to look for the mask together.”

Dazai yawns.

“So, they find the mask and live happily ever after?”

A slap finds its way to his chest.

“Yes, they found the mask. But the moment he put it on, he felt something was wrong. All along, he just wanted someone to listen to his heart, but pretending to be someone more pleasant only made it harder for him to share his truest feelings. Deep down, he was still that same, lonely boy. The girl wanted to help him, but because of the mask, he couldn’t open up to her. The boy got what he thought he needed, but by doing so, lost what he actually wanted and already had.”

“This is the most depressing bedtime story I’ve ever heard.”

“Well, maybe it’s not too late for him. Maybe he can throw the mask away and get the girl back.”

“Maybe,” he says as he sinks into a deep sleep. You smile softly.

“I hope he does.”

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gotnofucks · 4 years

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Sweet Tooth

Paring: Lee Bodecker x Reader

Summary: Sheriff, you and his sweet tooth.

Words: 2.2k

Warning: Smut, weird smut, mushy smut, 18+ ONLY

A/N: Goddamn you all! I didn’t know I’d be writing another Bodecker after finishing SMS but damn are you all relentless. Here is your soft!chubby!sheriff. Combining two requests here. Hope you Hoe-deckers like it.

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You drove to your fiancé’s house, smoothening the dress once you got out. You had put a lot of time in styling your hair today. Lee would be meeting your parents for the first time, and you were already nervous about it. Your father had not been happy to know that you were marrying a man who didn’t even bother to ask his permission. Things only went south when you pointed out that the only permission he needed to marry you was yours.

You were hoping your mother would mediate the meeting tonight and were glad your brother couldn’t make it, because that meeting would have spelled disaster. You were only doing this tonight because it was customary to do so, and because you couldn’t put it off anymore. Earrings dangling in your ear, you bounced inside the house.

“Lee, I’m here.” You said. You loved his house, with the fluffy rugs and candy wrappers between the couch cushions that crinkled when you got handsy over them. This would soon be your home too; you’ll be moving in your stuff in the next few weeks. Navigating the hall, you reached Lee’s bedroom and saw the door ajar. He was standing in front of the mirror, looking at himself. You don’t think he had even noticed you walk in, so intensely did he stare at his reflection.

“Honey?” You called and his eyes met yours in the mirror, sadness floating in them.

“Why are you marrying me?” He asked.

You tilted your head, not knowing what was going on.

“Lee? Hon, what’s wrong?” You asked as you saw him looking in the mirror again. You had never seen him look so vulnerable, and the look in his eyes tugged at your heart. You set your bag down on the table and joined him in front of the mirror, holding his hand. His face was flushed, and you felt like he was seconds away from breaking down.

“Why are you marrying me?” He asked again and you breathed deeply.

“Because I love you.” You answered him, putting a hand on his cheek. He leaned into your touch, nose bumping your palm.

“How can you love me? I mean, look at me!” He exclaimed, pushing away and spreading his arms, showing his body. “You deserve someone handsome, someone who doesn’t have a lump of mass hanging on his front.”

Your exhaled, finally understanding the situation. It was not the first time his insecurities had come into play, but so far, they had been well hidden and rare. You’d see him tighten his hold on your hand when you’d walk across other men in parks, or how he would tighten his belt more than necessary when meeting your friends. You would see him throwing away his chocolates and candies, trying to be like ‘other men’.

You knew you would have to deal with this delicately because Lee was a proud man. He had a hard exterior that shaded his soft inside, and one wrong move could bruise his tender ego. Pursing your lips at him, you deliberately moved into his space, letting your body rub against his soft belly. Yours arms wrapped around his neck and you pulled him down, letting your mouth meet his in a deep kiss.

“Lee Bodecker, you are the most gorgeous man I have ever seen. I love you because you carry a blanket in your car because you know I get cold easily. I love you because you massage my feet after I remove my heels. I love you because you carry me in your arms wherever I wish. I love you because you kiss me in a way that gives me a taste of heaven. I love all of you Lee, including this mass of lump as you called it because its you.”

He sagged against you, heart right below your ear as his arms circled you, pulling you harder into him and his head resting on yours. You let your hands run through his hair, caress his head then back and in the end squeeze his butt. That got him to laugh a little, and if he sniffled you didn’t mention it.

“You love me then, even if I eat enough candies to stick my teeth together?” He asked.

You looked at him with a smile that made his heart flutter like an excited butterfly.

“I love you for it. I’d much rather you eat those sugar lollies if they keep you from the bottle. Not to mention you have by far the most deliciously kissable lips in this fucking town.”

His lips began twitching, eyes returning to their mischievous glint that you loved. He bent down to give you one of those delicious kisses, his mouth tasting of chocolate. You moaned and ground yourself against him, his bulge hardening against your thigh. Pulling away he growled, his teeth sinking into your bottom lip and you squealed, the taste of him and blood filling your mouth.

“What will your papa say when he knows you’re marrying a man who’s had you in every possible position before marriage, eh?” He teased and you pulled on his collar to lick his neck.

“Don’t worry, we’ll tell them we’re marrying because I comprised your virtue.”

He started laughing, a happy laughing that made his belly jiggle. Kissing your nose, he cupped your face, running his fingers through your now ruined hair.

“And what if your mommy finds me…lacking?”

You could feel how much it bothered him, the thought of your parents. He had been trying to learn everything about them, to earn their approval despite you telling him it didn’t matter. But you would be damned if you let anyone make the love of your life feel inadequate.

“Lee, I’m marrying you, not their opinion. They can pronounce you the Devil and I will sin the rest of my life away so I make way home to hell and you after I die. I love you my dear, with every last part of me.”

Love and passion rose in you like a giant wave and you impulsively tossed away your earrings. You neared him, his face a look of awe.

“You know what, we’ve put off this meeting for months. Maybe a few more days won’t hurt.”

He kissed you hard, humming in agreement and picking you up by the waist and carrying you to his bed. Your bed.

“How can I ever thank you for being in my life” He murmured, and you smirked.

“You can start by worshiping the lumps of flesh on my body” You said, letting your dress fall away to reveal your bare body. His eyes darkened and he unbuttoned his shirt, unveiling what was to you a body made to provide comfort and pleasure. You fondled him, carefully, softly, teasingly. He worshiped you and later that night you showed him how much you appreciate him.

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You writhed, moaning as Lee’s tongue weaved magic between your legs. Whoever said marriage got boring after a while had never met Lee Bodecker. The noises he made turned you on almost as much as his tongue thrusting in your heat and you clawed at your husband’s back, fingers tangling in his hair.

“Oh god, oh fuck Lee!” You shout and fell off the cliff, heat bursting from you. Lee lapped at your juice, slurping like a man thirsty in desert. You panted with a satisfied, completely sexed up look on your face. His chin was dripping with your essence and you clenched around nothing.

“Fuck!” Lee suddenly exclaimed, looking with wide eyes at your still drenched pussy. You jumped up, wondering if you got your period but found no blood on your thighs.

“What?” You asked and Lee stuttered, running a hand through his damp hair.

“I uh, I lost the jolly rancher.” He said and you blinked.

“What?”

“I lost the jolly rancher. Inside you.”

You struggled for a moment to understand what he said before screeching. You jumped off the bed and started bouncing on your toes, trying to dislodge the candy from your cunt.

“What the fuck Lee! Why would you put a candy in me? Get it out. Get it out!” You shout and you husband paced around you, trying to bend his head and see if it fell out of you.

“I like the taste of it on you!” He said in defense and you growled in anger. He looked at your helplessly, watching you jump and bounce until he finally took your hand and tugged you to a stop.

“Lay back on the bed, let me search.” He said and you shot him a look before doing as he said. Spreading your legs his fingers probed your entrance, wiggling inside you. You suppressed a moan, reminding yourself that this was not for pleasure. Your spongy flesh within quivered at his touch and you ground your teeth, curses hissed at him from between them.

“How deep are you?” He asked in frustration, eyes level with your most intimate part. You almost suggested he should go get his flashlight when his fingers brushed against a small object inside you. Carefully plucking it between his thumb and finger, he pulled out the wet candy and showed it to you triumphantly.

“You bastard, what if we didn’t find it? Do you have any idea how embarrassing it would have been to ask a doctor to remove it!” You complained but Lee didn’t give a fuck. His eyes heated over, becoming almost liquid as he pinned you down with his stare. You whimpered pathetically when he placed the candy before his lips, tongue coming out to swirl around it and then popping it in his mouth, licking his fingers clean of the remaining juice.

“They can make as many new flavors as they want, but god if the sweetest thing I’ve ever tasted is you.” He bent over you, mouth meeting yours and his tongue transferred the candy to you, the flavor of it mixing with the natural musk of you and Lee’s lips. You moaned indecently, anger dissipating as heat bloomed between your legs again.

God bless the moment you agreed to marry this horny bastard.

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You thought you were being sneaky, but your husband was not a Sheriff for nothing. He could smell a lie from miles away, and as he glared at you with folded arms you felt like a child being scolded.

“Did you steal from me?” He asked again and you shook your head like before, widening your eyes in a show of innocence. He raised an eyebrow, clearly not convinced.

“I’m sure you must have forgotten.” You commented and Lee banged his fists on the table.

“You know I count my candies! You stole them. I left 9 in the drawer, now there are 6.” He accused and you stood up, mimicking him and banging the table too, angry as well.

“You can’t prove shit! What’s your evidence?” You countered and Lee growled. He came around the table and tugged you to his chest, eyes gleaming dangerously.

“I know that when I leave home you drink my juice and top the rest with water. I know when you tamper with my secret stash because you fucking left bite marks in the chocolate bar. You are a shitty criminal my wife.”

He glowered at you and you finally pouted in surrender. You hugged him, letting your ear rest over his heart. One finger tracing patterns on his chest you peeked up at him, eyes wide and innocent.

“You always eat them alone. I want some too, but you are bad at sharing.” You said. Lee looked down at your thoughtfully, a snort escaping him and he nuzzled your head. Rocking you in his arms he lifted you on the table, grabbing your knees and spreading them apart, stepping between your open legs.

“You insane woman, I’m sharing my life with you. If you wanted my candy you only needed to ask.” Saying that he brought out a candy from his pocket and unwrapping it popped it in your mouth. You hollowed your cheeks as you sucked on it, a moan escaping you at the tangy taste and Lee’s eyes darkened with lust, knowing that expression from when you suck on him. It was stupid really, but he felt jealous of the candy in your mouth. He licked his lips as he watched you suck, pants tightening.

It was like you could read his thoughts and you giggled. Pushing the candy to one side of your mouth so your cheek bulged out, you pulled Lee into a kiss, his tongue quickly sweeping inside to lick at the sweet.

“You don’t need to be jealous Sheriff. These candies may be tasty, but lord knows my favorite lolly lies in your pants”

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yandere-daydreams · 4 years

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requests are open!!! what about a soft yandere fairy with a darling that accidentally wanders into their forest and won't let them leave? thank u sm!

I’ve never been able to resist a classic Yandere!Fae who can’t seem to understand why their lovely little Darling won’t give them a name and volunteer their free will without a struggle. It’s nice to be soft for a change, too, if only for the dialogue.

Title: Creation and Control.

TW: Imprisonment and Mind-Control.

You chose not to dance, tonight.

It wasn’t because you had anything better to do. The fae could hunt, they could harvest and maintain their make-shift homes and do whatever they wished once the sun slipped low in the sky, but as a human, a guest who’d been forced to overstay their welcome, you could only choose between joining one of the swirling, ever-growing circles or not doing so. For whatever reason, you’d picked the latter, taking a seat on a fallen tree-trunk and watching as strangers without names laughed and smiled and sobbed, some of them unfamiliar, and others prisoners like yourself, unable to leave because of magic or fate or in your case, a golden elixir you hadn’t known better than to drink. A goblet of it sat at your feet, now, but you didn’t pay it any mind. If only for the sake of protecting your pride.

Despite this, your attention dropped to the grail as a familiar figure started to approach, heavy footsteps muffled by the soft glass of the clearing. You didn’t have to greet him or be greeted in return, not when there was only one person who dared to speak to you. Who bothered to speak to you, really. It wasn’t like a conversation with someone else’s personal pet would draw much interest, not from a group that had already seen so many of your kind come and go.

You only looked up when a long, lean hand came to rest on your shoulder, pressing down for a moment before you gave in, tilting your head back and letting your eyes meet the swirls of green and gold just beginning to pry into you. Durin, although that was more of a title than a name. The warden to your prison of trees and mushrooms and enchanting, unnerving smiles.

He spoke first. He always did. You were an object to be addressed, here, rather than one expected to speak out of turn. “My dear,” He started, already sliding a thin wooden comb in your waiting hand. “Indulge me and I promise, you won’t be pestered again until sunrise.”

You didn’t need further instruction. You pulled your legs onto the trunk and Durin lowered himself into the space they’d once occupied, soon sitting outstretched in front of you. It was a mind-numbing activity, braiding a head of long, pale hair into whatever dizzying pattern its owner requested, but you had plenty of practice, both from the task you were currently performing and the less patient stallions you used to care for on your family’s farm. You wondered if anyone took up to responsibility, now that you weren’t there to carry it out. You wondered if anyone even noticed you were gone. “It’s not difficult,” You mumbled, running your comb through a series of non-existent knots. “You could learn to do this yourself, if you wanted to. It’d be faster than coming to me.”

“I could, hypothetically, but I’m afraid we monsters don’t share your talents.” He paused, letting out a pleased hum as your blunt nails scraped idly against his scalp. “Hunting braids, perhaps, but nothing so…” He trailed off, rolling two fingers in a vague, arbitrary gesture. “Nothing so pointless. The Gods blessed us with many things, but alas, no one thought to add ‘creation’ to that list.”

Your response was delayed. You’d heard of their curse before, in tales of the suffering that was said to accompany any slight endeavor into turning one thing into another, but you’d never quite believed it. You supposed it was fitting, though. Durin didn’t seem like the kind of refined soul who would dwell in the sparsely decorated cave he called a home for any reason less than necessity. “I hardly think brushing your own hair would incur divine wrath.”

“If you can break one rule, you’re bound to break the rest. I wouldn’t be reduced to a pile of smoldering ash, but I doubt the consequences would be pleasant,” He explained, twisting to his side just enough to see you without disturbing the three tangled trails you were desperately trying to guide to an agreeable meeting point. “Are you trying to say you don’t enjoy my company, love?”

You didn’t answer him. With a particularly harsh tug to the strand you were holding, you forced him to wince, freeing you from his gaze with minimal effort. “And that’s why I’m here?” You asked, the words more a declaration of grudging recognition than a real question. “To braid your hair and tend to your every need, because you’re so tragically unable to?”

At that, he seemed to take offense, leaning back and into your lap, spoiling your progress as carelessly as he’d demanded it. You could see his face, like this, an expression of defined lines and pointed ears and traits that weren’t quite not uncanny. You might’ve said there was a hint of a collar bone beneath his loose tunic, but there could be no hints, not with Durin. He was the romantic interpretation of a man, something that got so close to being a perfect replica, but whose creator was too fond of embellishments to truly design something real. You could accept that you’d once thought of him as human, but you couldn’t forgive yourself for holding onto that belief for so long. Others in his entourage their otherness more obvious, decorating themselves with horns and hooves and whatever they liked, and while Durin was less apparent, he made no attempt to hide his wrongness. His grin, suddenly full of pointed, predatory teeth, was enough to prove that.

“You’re here because I want you to be.” He never looked away, never blinked, and abruptly, it occurred to you that he might not have to. “You’re here because I saw a young, vulnerable human wandering through my territory, following the calls of members of my court, and I decided to take pity on what should’ve been the main course of our next feast. And, because I’ve come to care for you despite your doubt, you will remain here. Allowing you to dote on me is just another privilege I’m kind enough to provide.”

It wasn’t the first time you’d had this conversation. It wasn’t the first time, and it wouldn’t be the last, and you knew that. As well as you knew the color of the sky and the time of day, you knew that. You knew it, and yet, you found yourself frowning, stiffening, gritting your teeth as you resisted the urge to shove him away. “If you were kind, you would let me go. You know I don’t want to be here.”

His smile wavered, then dropped. “I don’t think I like your tone.”

“I don’t think I like being a hostage.” You didn’t try to stop yourself, pushing him off of your lap and fleeing from your informal, ruined haven. You had to force yourself to breathe, to inahle and exhale and make yourself calm down, but even that did little to calm your temper, only making you feel more like a child attempting to express their discontent. “You trapped me here. You took me someplace I don’t wish to be, and now, I can’t leave. How is that kind? How are you guiltless--”

“(Y/n).”

It was a silent command. You could feel it, something vile forcing its way into your veins and solidifying, rendering you speechless and paralyzed as Durin shook his head, letting out a ragged sigh before he bothered to raise a hand, gesturing for you to come to him. You didn’t have a choice, your movements rigid and your thoughts barely your own, but your body was quick to obey him, to stumble its way to its captor and fall into his lap the moment he expressed his desire for you to do so. His control faded as his arms wrapped around you, but Durin didn’t act to reinstate it, only reaching behind him and pushing something small and solid into your palm.

The comb. Sleek and wooden and so, so awful. You were tempted to cry, if only in frustration.

But, you didn’t try to resist.

Instead, you choked down your complaints and began working where you left off, attempting to ignore the contented, toothy smile now pressing into your skin.

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saintobio · 3 years

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If people are guessing correctly, it means you are great at setting things up! And you are!! You are amazing and i love your writing!

Please take the time you need to rest and don't feel like the chapters should be shorter in order to update faster. You don't owe us anything and we know you have a life outside the blog

That said omgg i would melt if hoejo called me "my wifey" i'm such a subby sucker i would probably forgive him so fast. Rip to mc but i'm different (??

Anonymous said

gojo calling y/n 'wifey' is cute, but the lady at givenchy calling y/n 'mrs. zen'in' is the cutest ! i wanted to stop by and say to always take your time when working on your stories, and i love how they are all beautifully written 😊 hoping to see toji in the future chapters ❤ sorry for my bad english hehe

Anonymous said

hi lovely, as always an amazing chapter. you really are out doing yourself!! a lot of readers don’t understand how much time it takes to write something like this especially when you do 8k + every week (almost twice that amount this week!!) plsplspls rest ai, ilysm ppl shouldn’t snap at you for taking a little longer to update.

and to the ungrateful readers out there one week is NORMAL. writing can take hours upon hours sometimes, pls keep sometime for yourself:( she works SOOO hard to pump out chapters every few days so don’t go bitchin. pls make time to check on the socials, spend time with loved ones and rest bb. you deserve it. <3

Anonymous said

The way I woke up exactly at 3am to read this is 🌚👌

Anyway,,, ch7 was just– "😭🥰🤗😢😰" yeah mixed feelings. At this point I'm just 50/50 on rooting for Gojo x MC,, I'm so conflicted at this point pls. For the first time, I was actually looking forward to seeing Toji and see him be with MC, surprisingly since I never really was attached to his character in canon so yeah thx Ai :'D. This whole chapter just got me so pissed at Sera 😭 like miss maam you're the mistress here,, stay on your lane.

Speaking of "mistress" Gojo really had no right getting mad at MC for saying Sera was the mistress. Like was she wrong🤨🤨 He had the audacity to get angry abt "Mrs. Zenin" and her mini date with Toji when he was the one who called her an "attention-seeker" and told her to stay away from him. Choose a struggle sir🙄🤚

This whole chapter was so great Ai pls— I really love MC sm and tbh I really want her to distance herself from Gojo even for a few days since oml she deserves better😔 her self-worth is too great to be wasted to be with someone like Gojo and she needs to realize to love herself like the queen she is👏👏

Ahhhhh anyway,, Ai thank for you this chapter but please do remember to rest and take care of yourself before anything. *huggies* 🥺❤

Anonymous said

CHAPTER 7????? OH MY GOD IT WAS SO GOOD??

listen i’m all for anti-gojou propaganda but he was so SOFT this chapter and my heart cannot handle it. he was so vulnerable with mc and omg pls the daddy stuff was so hot i cannot. BUT THE ENDING?? i know i shouldn’t but i hate sera so much!! like “i cant believe you’d actually bring her here” BITCH ITS HIS OFFICE!!! MC IS HIS WIFE!!! WHO TF ARE YOU!!! and i already know that mc is gonna get upset about him tracking sera’s cycle (as she should!!) but like he’s doing it to not get her pregnant. like satoru is literally thinking about mc 24/7 and it seems like mc is thinking about sera more than gojou at this point! im simply crying in the club and i’ll be coming up with all kinds of scenarios in my head until the next update. as always you’re amazing and i can’t wait to see what you come up with next 💕

Anonymous said

Okay there is no way Sera “loves” him!!! She doesn’t like it when Gojo talk to her about his problems but is okay with talking about Hers??? Like okay we get it you have problems but so do other people!!!! (That kinda sounds bad) like having money is nice and all but there are still problems!!! Gojo has been and still is being abused!!! And the fact she doesn’t what to heat it??? Lmao no. She’s terrible. And like…she has to only like Gojo for his money! She accepted his fathers money! She accepts the gifts Gojo gets her and says “no I can’t…but if you insist!!!” Like bro… no…. She likes the gifts because it makes her feel like a princess which is okay to feel but not when your using someone… and at this point it only seems like she’s using him… sorry for the rant! I’m loving it and I can’t wait to chapter 8!!! I’m scared so I might avoid it for like 2 second because I’m weak 😩 but it’s like exited but scared😩

Anonymous said

Asdfgghk I can noooooooot gojo gets on every nerve that I have yet i still love him I've definitely had enough of sera like i need her to fuck all the way off

I was so happy when mc finally started giving gojo a taste of his own medicine it's what he deserves but it was still very nice that she was able to help him when he needed it that whole scene was sweet

Buuut I was so sad when I read toji wasnt at the party😭 but here to hoping him and mc have more moments in the next chapter omfg what if in the end she really does end up with him and gojo is sad because she does leave him anyway ignore that that's just me thinking out loud lol

But frfr I super duper love this story and this chapter was a rollercoaster of emotions and I loved it thank you u so very much for sharing it with us

Anonymous said

...idk man, I just want y/n to grow a backbone and acc put herself first 😞 shes doing everything for him and never for herself which is kinda too nice that its painful 👀 miss girl I can be ur personal assassin, dont gotta pay me I'll do it anyway 🙄 I'm honestly so confused with gojou like I acc cant get my head around this guy man. And that bora bora trip sounds like a pain 😒 how do we even come cry for this guy when I'm literally the one who wants to make him cry blood 🤷🏻‍♀️

Anonymous said

I WAS LIKE AYEEEEE WE’RE GETTING SOMEWHERE AND THEN THE ENDING WRECKED MY HOPES AND DREAMS OF A HAPPY GOJO X Y/N ENDING 😭😭

Literally it sucks so much because satoru has so much trauma from childhood that would honestly mess up anyone if they went through it , he felt that his mom abandoned him and he has an abusive father and his only haven are his memories of y/n, who he relates to the mother that abandoned him 😭. It’s so upsetting because he’s just a broken man who doesn’t know how to fix himself and in return he’s putting all his hurt onto y/n and it’s spinning her deeper into not only confusion but possibly even depression 🥺

I LOVE EVERY SINGLE ONE OF U !! thank u for the messages, reactions, analyses <33 i’m sorry ai is too tired to respond individually but i’ve compiled all of ur amazing asks so everyone can see <33

#saintobio.asks #series: sincerely not

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ringmyheart · 3 years

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Can I request Vin Jin boyfriend headcanons and some fluff? (You don't have to force yourself)

(This and the other vin jin rq were merged!)

Honestly the way I see it, it doesn’t matter if you’re a very calm person or outgoing person. No matter what this relationship is gonna end up being considerably chaotic

He ropes you into everything he does. Doesn’t matter if u r a design student or an architecture student or if ur on the opposite side of the school from him, u r practically in his class. Dating him is like signing a contract sealing away ur own life bc he makes it a point to be ALWAYS w u

In class he doesn’t gaf if the teacher has ur seat on the other end of class, he is somehow finding a way to sit next to u against ur will or not. And when the teacher moves u two away from eachother INTENTIONALLY bc of this, he is threatening whoever happened to sit next to u to trade seats w him. He will go as far as to dress up as them to make it look like they’re them to be next to u and he’s so dramatic ab it.... being away from u felt like u were star crossed lovers whom the world was fiercely against

And if UR against this cuz ur tired of getting in trouble in class, or if you reject any of his advances, he’s gonna be really, really, really offended. He will at first sputter and be kinda shy and embarrassed about it, before he goes “fine! Have fun on your own without me, the greatest thing in your fucking life!”

He move seats back and will glare at you periodically every five minutes to pavlov dog you so that every five minutes every day, even when he’s not there, you feel the burning stare of vin jin

If you’re his s/o, he’ll buy you a matching pair of sunglasses so ur the freshest looking couple around Seoul (they’re hideous and thick but he thinks u look fly)

The glasses don’t have nearly as many layers as his does for himself so u can see, and u wonder how he managed to make them just as bulky and if he did it on purpose to sabotage u. Like “did u make my glasses purposefully ugly so no one else will want me?”

U have to dodge a punch after saying anything like that ab his fashion decisions LMAOAO

He’s rlly proud of u two matching. With the glasses and anything in general. He’ll make you wear a jacket matching his, or the same shoes and he will stop people in the hall and be like “wait. Notice anything cool ab us today?? Cooler than normal??”

And when they don’t respond he boasts “that’s right!! Me and my other half r matching. Look at us and weep, losers.” He thinks u two look so good....... if ur enthusiastic ab wearing matching things too he is elated u have to pray that tomorrow he won’t show up w another “if lost return to Vin Jin” “I’m Vin Jin” pair of jackets or anything of the like bc it happens SO OFTEN

And on the topic of sharing when it’s cold he likes to share jackets and blankets w u. Ur desks r moved by eachother by vin jin himself and u two share one blanket over u and shiver bc he just likes it, sharing w u plus he’s slightly warmer. And yes if you guys had indivizual blankets you would be warmer, but u guys have to struggle together he doesn’t care what anyone says (yes even ur protests ur sharing that one blanket wether he has to wrap it around u himself and tear up the one u brought on ur own or what”

He is so blind in love that he cannot tell when u guys suck at stuff. Like if ur in the wrong he doesnt care ur RIGHT and he’s taking that to the grave. He can belittle u and call u out but if someone else says ur in the wrong it’s on sight

Will die protecting ur name even when ur the one who was genuinely wrong

He forces u to make a beat for him to rap to. He loves rapping and wants to enjoy it w u, so ur forcefed YouTube videos of how to beatbox so u can be his bgm and eventually u probably just start to enjoy it to

And u always start a beat and he starts busting out rhymes and it’s SO BAD. It doesn’t matter if ur good at beatboxing if vin Jin is on the track w u it’s gonna sound terrible he brings the quality down immensely but u two just cannot tell

Like after a two session ur like “omg... that was so good. We should go pro?” “Fuck yea we should we’re better than those posers” “we could rlly make it in the industry fr” no u absolutely could not

During the school festival, u sang with him and it was SO bad. Half the crowd is gonna have 2 be hospitalized but u two had FUN up on the stage

Like I said, he has absolute faith in u. All u do is right. If ur driving a car for the first time, he is going to be ur little hype man doesn’t matter if u suck. U hit a curb and he went “YES babe!! Ur killing it cant wait till u hit the road bby” Ur not allowed to touch a car for the next two years now bc he kept cheering u on when u we’re doing CLEARLY wrong things

On a plane u r looking for the bathroom like pensively and u see a handle and look back and r like “is this it???” And vin jin thinking u r all righteous will go “yea babe go for it” and u open it and u depressurizate the cabin immediately

Now both on like 5 no fly lists

He loves to do things with u, like I mentioned earlier, and things he wouldn’t do alone he’ll do w u. Like drawing alone?? Boring. Drawing w Y/N??!!! Who knows what could happen..... so much fun could ensue. Maybe he will draw u cutely. Maybe he will draw u so ugly u will be forced to engage in a fight.

He likes to play just dance w u and compete for the “greats/all star!” Little titles above, and it becomes like a Friday night ritual for u two to turn just dance on and just go at it. But sometimes he’ll get too intense and suddenly he’s actually fighting for the chance to beat u. Will trip u so u lose on purpose

He makes u listen to him sing and rap to u. And u try to leave and he hugs tightly and is like LISTEN IFS FOR U, DONT BE UNGRATEFUL and now u have to listen

He makes u a mixtape of songs he made himself and they are all considerably worse than “remember the times we had”. It’s uploaded on SoundCloud and all the comments r hate and u listen to it a lot bc u know he loves u sm he made u a mixtape ya ur gonna play that but everyone else hates it w a passion

Like the comments r like:

Daniel: well.... it’s definitely a song 😅 I’m glad you love (y/n) so much!

Duke: he’s not making it out the hood 😐

Zach: never let this man in a studio AGAIN

Mary: this should’ve stayed in the CD

(Y/N): love it! 😍

Zoe: kill your producer 💀

Mira: ...

He’s overprotective too

If someone looks at u for more than a second he’ll go “what?? U think she is hot, huh? I’ll kick ur ass fucking perv.... cmon babe let’s go”

Will throw his arm around u and streer u the opposite way of any potentially good looking ppl to keep ur eyes on him

Oh Daniel is coming?? What a coincidence u and vin Jin suddenly have to turn the corner to the other way of ur classroom for some reason

Eli is near?!!! Oh no u just got milk spilt in ur eye!! Oh no now he has to wipe ur eyes and u two have to leave the cafeteria whatever will he do

It’s not that he doesn’t have faith in u, he doesn’t have faith in other men. Like he thinks they r all competition, and doesn’t doubt ur loyalty rather doubts how good he can b for u

WILL beat someone up for u. If someone smokes while ur around suddenly his fists r swinging at them cuz even if u smoke or vape urself no one else can get that stuff in ur lungs but YOU or HIM!!

If ur crossing the street and a car almost hits u, it’s the cars fault and he’s kicking the license plate and cursing it out for almost touching u “stupid fucking piece of metal”

Is the type of boyfriend to call u when he knows ur in an Uber and be like “babe u got ur gun w u right?? Oh don’t forget ur BOMB and ur MACHETE!! Yeah just left the house I killed some ppl nbd haha anyways HRU what’s ur Uber driver like” so the driver of ur car won’t even think ab kidnapping u. He has got ur back even when u do not want it

He doesn’t want u to see his eyes, so he’ll tell you to look away so he can take his glasses off and look at u in full color in all ur glory but he never tells u WHY he’s telling u to look away u think it’s a weird thing of his, or he’s insecure ab his face which is partially true but really he’s taking his glasses off and just looking at u. Adoringly.....

He hates PDA. He loves PDA. Do u see his dilemma

Like he loves PDA but doesn’t want anyone seeing him vulnerable even u.... so he’ll hold ur hand and be like “EWWW WHAT R U DOING GET YR HAND OFF MINE”

If u take the lead THATS best bc he can blame it on u and it’s ur fault he HAS to lock fingers w u cuz u did it to him first and he has an excuse to touch u and v like u started this im just sending u ur own energy back 😤

The type to be just like blind, overwhelmed in love. Always thinks ab u, always wants to be w u, worries ab u a lot and frets over u without showing it.... he hates it and loves it to death. Despises it but wouldn’t give it up for anything in the world

Eats lunch w u in the cafeteria and if u sit w someone else u r the ultimate traitor and he will trash talk u to hide his hurt to Mary the entire lunchtime. Kinda possessive.... wants u to also only think about him

WOULDNT EVER fight u for real. Play fights occur VERY often, like pillow fights, tripping ur foot when u say a joke insulting him, grabbing ur collar but he would sooner die than lay a finger on u

Verbal fights happen a lot and if he ever like LOSES it he may lash out and almost hit u and follow thru. I don’t think he’d be able to catch himself that quickly, and if he ever did he’d regret it for the rest of his life. Literally until the day dies he will take it to his grave

He may not sputter out apologieswill just look at u incredulously and then at his hands because what had he done? What did he just do? To you???????? (Y/n))))?????? His (y/n)??? Light of his life?

Will apologize probably over text or through a note or call, and if u don’t respond he is consumed by regret and tries to find u instantly like runs back to ur place

If u forgive him he feels bad still, because does he deserve it? And he might just isolate himself for a bit bc he can’t face u and if it left a scar he is dead inside. It kills him, literally

I could go on w this but I’ll probably save it for another separate pair of hcs later 😭

If u guys ever break up he will fight for u again and won’t stop till ur back together like flowers in ur locker every day, chocolate give during lunch, etc. He wont ever give up hope that he can win u over again and be w u again. He would keep trying, when he wakes up his first thought is ur name in a cold panic bc he can’t rest easy till ur his again and he will try and show off and poorly serenade u and trash his price and be corny and cheesy to get u back

Will set up a performance w the school to let him rap w a mic during lunch for u and he’s saying bars like “(read in bad rapping voice w inconsistent beat) (y/n), love of my life, uh, without you I’d die, uh. Please won’t you take me back? Yuh, without you ima have a heart attack. (Wha!). (Y/n), love of my life, yeah, without you I’m in strife, yup! Please be mine again, (babe), I can never rest till then.”

If the embarrassment doesn’t make u take him back so he’ll pls stop, and when he stands up on the lunch tables to do a little performance doesn’t do it either, then the odd sincerity of his voice and pain in his look (even tho while rapping he sticks out his lower lip in a weird pout) definitely, hopefully will

U make everything worth it !! Truly the light of his life

I hope these were what u wanted, I just had fun w them and wrote stuff that came off the top of my head when I thought of VJ!! ❤️

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ravenadottir · 3 years

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Heyyy Vena! Love your content sm! I just wanted to ask about Lucas paired with a more wholesome/nowhere near cutthroat MC. I know he does really well with an MC who is able to hold her own and can bitch like no tomorrow but the thought of an absolute sunshiney softie being the one to make him a total melt and he's a little angsty bc he wants to be tough and reserved but she's so sweet and kind and the dynamic is just chef kiss

hi there! thank you so much 💞

ok ok, i see you anon...

i love me some 'fierce meets fierce', but the 'sunshine girl meets darkness and melts his heart' has a lot of potential if done right.

and like you said, it's all about that dynamic. the fact that lucas would take some time battling himself whether or not he should show vulnerability to her?? to find that sweetness in him, proceeding to perhaps have a tough time while getting there? i mean-

even though i like it, i'm not sure if i can do it without stereotypes, but i'll give it a try.

° lucas often stares off in the distance because he doesn't want to admit that she always brings an easy smile on his lips. he doesn't wanna cave and admit what she does that to him so effortlessly.

° him biting his tongue from saying anything too harsh because that's not her banter, and he doesn't want to hurt her. on the other hand she can take it. that's how he communicates and often shows love, so she knows it's not supposed to be hurtful.

° the girl being enthusiastic about everything and lucas pulling a fleabag by saying "don't make me an optimist, you'll ruin my life."

° her dragging lucas to an activity he never visualized himself doing but finds out it's actually fun, like pottery or crochet. things he never thought he would like but he tries for her and is into it. she might just be trying it for the first time and it's something they can discover together.

° they go on a night out and she's dragging him to the dancefloor. while he tries to give sexy and dominant energy, all she wants is to have fun with no special moves or too much of a facade. genuine fun with no appearances. he might loosen up a little bit.

° he's probably the one who struggles the most with their differences while all she says is "i like you the way you are, as grumpy as you can be." to which he smiles, pulls her into a tight embrace, his forearm around her neck, and kisses her temple "shut up... i'm not that grumpy."

° everyone makes a remark about how different they are, but just how cute they look together, to which she responds, smiling "that's what makes us great." and he goes "see what i mean about making me optmistic?"

° lucas enjoys the spotlight, but as a mysterious and unapproachable type, while she likes to be seen as an open book. the way he admires her for being so open becomes more evident once they're in a friend group. "i don't know how you can be so... out there." "i don't know how you cannot, lucas..." he grins enough to show her he's comfortable with it.

° she calms him down with less than a smile. her whole presence is enough for him to take a deep breath and not say something he might regret. he never allowed himself to be near someone as positive or perky, so it's strange at first.

° they might have lots of discussions that display how down to earth he is, and how she opts for believing in the best on everything, or almost everything. the way he found himself so into her, even though she's nothing like the girls from his past, leaves him disoriented, probably evaluating a lot about his past experiences.

° while lucas loves spoiling and surprising his partners, he might not be ready to be on the other end. never going through it will definitely be the biggest surprise to encounter in this relationship. he's not used to it, but "i might get too comfortable if you keep doing this type of stuff for me."

i'm gonna stop here anon, but i hope this was what you were looking for 🥺

#litg lucas #litg #litg s2 #litg season 2 #love island the game #love island the game season 2 #fusebox games #fusebox #queue #headcanons

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imagines-mha · 4 years

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League of villains and the type of s/o they need

Characters: Shigaraki, Dabi, Twice, Toga, Spinner, Compress, Kurogiri

➟ Did someone say patient??

➟ Before you guys date, be prepared for a LONG, SLOW, AGONISING wait

➟ He’ll push you away 93817 times before even letting you know his favourite colour smh

➟ You'll have to be thick-skinned. He has a tendency of saying things he doesn’t mean to test your ability to put up with him

➟ It wouldn’t be surprising if he tried his best to turn you off him cus he doesn’t believe he deserves ur love :(

➟ Affection is key, but in small doses

➟ When you’re alone and he’s being vulnerable- don’t treat him like he’s weird. Don’t even point it out, just let it happen and he’ll love you forever cus it takes a LOT for him to put down his guard

➟ Run your fingers through his hair, lace your pinky with his- cliché little reminders of your love. Remember how utterly touch-starved he is- the tiniest touches mean everything

➟ Having a motherly nature would be helpful. He forgets to shower, eat, drink water, function, and he’ll really appreciate your gentle reminders as opposed to kurogiri’s nagging ones

➟ Also- he’s a tantrum child with both mommy and daddy issues. You’re gonna need to be there for him when he gets out of hand

➟ Someone like his mother would be ideal for him: soft, understanding, gentle, caring

➢ Yeah ur gonna have to be able to throw a few punches when the time comes

➢ He’s gonna run ur ass deep into the ground with his hard-hitting comments and straight-up insults. And he’ll probably pick a fight with you just to see how your body moves 🙄

➢ He doesn’t rlly mean what he says. He just finds it hot when you get mad

➢ If you’re good at arguing then dam 😳😳 he’s gonna be SHOOK

➢ You gotta like to tease, and like to be teased. He’ll pull your hair while he walks past you, you’ll shove him into the door when he’s not on guard. Simple things, yaknow?

➢ Enemies to lovers; slow burn; 500k

➢ He’s a secret glutton for your touch tho. Has no issue with grabbing your ass in public or dragging you into his room to fuck you whenever he wants. Be spontaneous 🧚🏻‍♀️✨

➢ POSSESSIVE DOE 😳

➢ If he sees you being too friendly with one of the members the league, then good luck bro cus his punishments HURT LIKE A BITCH

➢ Remind him he’s the only one you want- the only one you have eyes for. Then he’ll be satisfied

➟ please give him your heart. All of it.

➟ He’ll nourish it and water it and care for it like he’s never done with anything else before

➟ Boy has got so much love to give and he wants to give it ALL to you

➟ Someone spontaneous would suit him well. He’s excitable, and operates on a lot of last minute decisions. If you’re regulated with schedules and times, he’s not the guy for you

➟ You gotta be versatile. Able to take high ass doses of energy one second and snarky comments the next

➟ Also thick-skinned. If he splits and calls you a bitch, he doesn’t mean it. It hurts but you gotta understand it- plus he’ll make up for it with thousands of apologies afterwards

➟ Someone who can take a LOT of affection and PDA. If he’s in the same room as you, you can bet your ass he’s gonna be HOLLERING about how much he loves you. His hands will NEVER stop touching you when you’re together in public

➟ He’s so soft. Listen to him bro. Like hear his struggles and trace your fingers over his scars and tell him all he means to you

➟ He’s a baby when it comes to comfort man he just wants someone to hold him

➢ Oh my god DUDE you have got to have SO MUCH SKILL

➢ She’s a problem child at best. If you ain’t gonna at least guide her in the direction of right and wrong, you and your family might end up dead

➢ Just a reminder of her love

➢ Sometimes you gotta talk to her like she’s a child to make her understand. Her moral compass was blown to bits years ago- she’s gonna need someone firm

➢ But also someone who can handle her extent

➢ She’s very forward- and she’ll probably try to take your blood more than you’d probably want her to

➢ But once you tame her, she’s a cutie

➢ Talks a lot calmer with you- and seems a hell of a lot more human than before

➢ She’s really good at listening to you, and even better at taking you into her arms and treating you like you’re the most important thing in the entire world

➢ because to her, u are 🥺

➢ When she chills out, falling in love with her is as easy as pie

➟ Someone NON JUDGEMENTAL.

➟ He genuinely doesn't believe he deserves love. Like ik it’s emo but he’s been thru some shit and he thinks he’s gonna die alone

➟ u gonna need to prove him wrong

➟ Any kind of affection makes him red in the face and dizzy. With that in mind, give him all the affection you have

➟ You gotta be clean too cus his room is a MESS and he’s gonna need the reminders and help fixing it up

➟ Same interests would be nice, or at least have an understanding for gaming and why he loves it sm

➟ If you’re a girl who plays grand theft auto tho,,, he’s 😳 simping respectfully

➟ But fr you gotta treat this man like he’s the cutest guy in the world. He’s flustered as fuck, but he has SO much love in him

➟ You gotta have some level of maturity. He has no time for lackadaisy, over-bubbly girls who are never sad

➟ Show him your depth and then he’ll knock down his walls

➢ Can you handle a tease??

➢ God i fuckin hope you can cus this man is RELENTLESS

➢ You gotta have some level of class like let’s not lie

➢ If you’re well-versed in poetry, got that dark academia aesthetic goin on, read a lot- he’ll FALL SO HARD

➢ he just wants that live-mysteriously-in-the-woods-with-my-lady aesthetic

➢ Act surprised and impressed when he graces you with his magic tricks. He’ll want to show you first, since your acceptance is his top priority so u better act like one direction has reunited to give you a personal bedroom concert u hear me x

➢ You gotta be a romantic. Man’s gonna perform the most GRANDIOSE expressions of love

➢ Kissing your knuckles, dipping you into his arms, bridal style carrying you everywhere, cheesy old-fashioned pet names???? Atsuhiro has GOT it

➢ And he loves to hear it all back

➢ He’s a dad, too. And he wants a girl who is motherly. It may sound traditional, but if you know how to cook and clean etc like a housewife, he’ll be swooning

➟ Oh my god you have got to be delicate. And you have to be okay with being babied

➟ He’s a quiet man with a hell of a lot of strength. He does manage the entire league of problematic kids after all

➟ If you’re mature like he is with a romantic side, he’ll be drawn to you so fast like SNAP. U got his whispy heart beating

➟ But also- be a little carefree yakno like he loves to relax as much as the next genetically modified ex-hero-in-training rip shirakumo

➟ Loves the type of girl who’s unafraid to be truly romantic. Slowdance with him in the bar at 3am and he’ll believe his entire life is worth living

➟ Also pls support him when he cracks his dad jokes 😭 ik theyre terrible but he needs the love smh 😔

➟ He’ll ask if you want to go mountain climbing and oh my god SAY YES HE’LL MELT

➟ If you’re good at tending to the league (whether it’s by being a good listener or patching them up after fights) he’ll be more attracted to you. The league are his greatest treasures, and you being friendly with them will only make his love for you grow

#my hero academia #bnha #league of villains #shigaraki tomura #dabi mha #twice mha #jin bubaigawara #toga himiko #mr compress #kurogiri #spinner mha #shigaraki x reader #dabi x reader #toga x reader #headcanons

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neo-ct23 · 3 years

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Hiii!

for the Fluff Alphabet, how about Yuta?

Yuta x Fluff Alphabet

Affection: Their love language & how affectionate they are.

Yuta would be sooooo affectionate. Does not care who is around. Even paparazzi. Probably would kiss you in front of them and flip them off at the same time. Lots of back hugs. Kisses the top of your head when you’re working or doing something.

Behavior: How their behavior is when it’s just the two of you vs with their other members around.

I think the only difference between how he behaves when it’s just you vs when he’s with the rest of the members is that he’s more open when it’s just the two of you. Probably talks less when the other members are there. Not necessarily because he’s quiet (he is a bit), but because the others are louder and talk more.

Cuddles: HC about cuddling with them.

He particularly loves having long hair because when you’re cuddling and you play with it, that’s his weakness. Loves it when you lay on his chest. His favorite feeling is you laying on his chest and your hand resting on his shoulder.

Dates: First date & their favorite thing to do on dates as well.

First date was probably coffee. Favorite kinds of dates would be physical ones (get your mind out of the gutter) and I mean like roller/ice skating, a trampoline park, etc. Anything to make him feel like a kid. Loves to hear you laugh when one of you fails.

Effort: The ways they put effort into their relationships. How they to the extra mile.

The way Yuta puts effort is in physical affection and conversation. My conversation I just mean he’s always down to talk about ways to improve your relationship. If he does something for you it’s probably cooking. Cooks for you after you’ve had a fight.

Future: How often they think of the future, their plans, etc.

I feel like Yuta doesn’t tend to think about the future a lot. He’s more of the “take every day as it comes” type. You know, one day at a time. Not to say he doesn’t think things through, however.

Gifts: What they like to both give and get for gifts.

Gives you jewelry. Wants to receive the same. Also tells you you don’t have to give him anything. He’ll melt if you cook for him too. I guess that counts as a gift.

Habits: Any habits, good or bad, that they may have.

I don’t know if Yuta has any bad habits really. He lives on the 10th floor of the dorms so he’s clearly not the cleanest ever. I definitely feel like he’d work on being cleaner for you though.

Insecurity: Their main insecurity and how to comfort them about it.

Well we already know Yuta’s not concerned with his own masculinity. I think his main insecurity is probably his voice. SM doesn’t give him enough lines and he often gets pushed to the back. Maybe singing with him might help and reassuring him that he’s incredibly talented.

Junior: What they were probably like as a kid.

I get the feeling he was a really sweet kid. The type to hand write and draw birthday cards for his classmates. Super polite. Not a teachers pet at all, but the teachers still love him.

Kisses: Your first kiss story and their favorite type of kiss

First kiss was probably after the first date. He drove you home and you kissed in the car. Probably got a little carried away with it. His favorite types of kisses are neck kisses. To give and receive. Also will be putty in your hands if you kiss around his collar bone.

Liquor: How well they handle it/how much they can handle.

He gets really goofy when he’s drunk. Laughs at things that aren’t remotely funny. He has potential to be able to handle his liquor but for some reason I feel like he’s a lightweight.

Mature: How mature or immature they are and the ways they show it.

Maturity king!! We already know how respectful he is. He’s super polite and probably only acts slightly immature around his other members, especially the younger ones.

No: A dealbreaker for them. Something they couldn’t deal with in a relationship.

Could not deal with someone who is rude. Would be such a strong turn off.

Online: How public your relationship would be. Whether or not they’d post about you online.

At first he’d want to protect you and not post about you but eventually he’d get tired of that and just want to show you off.

Protective: How protective and jealous they get.

There’s 2 sides to him: he either gets really sad and clingy when jealous/protective, or his eyes go dark and he feels like he needs to kiss you in front of whoever made him jealous.

Quarrel: What fights would be like with them, what they’d be about, etc. Might get a lil angsty.

Fights would probably be about his lack of cleanliness, but the fights wouldn’t last long. He’s just trying to better himself for you & the fact that he’s putting in effort for it is amazing.

Room: What their room is like, living habits, etc.

As I said before, he’s not the tidiest. There’s probably clothes all over his room but I do think he’s gentlemanly enough to clean up before you come over.

Social: Their favorite way to communicate with their s/o when they’re not around, how social they are, etc.

I feel like he’d use Snapchat if he had it. Sends you pictures of what he’s wearing on a given day for a photoshoot or music video. Doesn’t post a lot on his story but will every now and then.

Travel: Where they want to go & what they want to do.

Probably wants to take you to Japan. Especially his hometown. Also in his Relay cam he said he wants to go back to American cities. I feel like he loves the west coast. Probably cities like LA, San Francisco, Seattle, etc.

Unwind: What helps them relax after a long day.

Probably sitting down & enjoying a nice meal. One that he doesn’t have to cook after a long day of singing and dancing.

Vulnerable: What makes them vulnerable & why.

Yuta would feel vulnerable when talking about his emotions with you. Although he’s very open minded and knows the ins and outs of how not to be the embodiment of toxic masculinity, he also struggles with his feelings and how to communicate them to you.

Wedding: whether or not they want to get married, if/how they would want to do it, etc.

Doesn’t care if you do or don’t get married. If you do want to, he probably would see if you could save your money to have one kickass honeymoon and a rather small wedding. But overall he’s fine either way.

X: an AU that comes to mind.

I wrote this before but bad boy Yuta. It’s in his blood. Especially after the Gimme Gimme video?? He’s the quiet mysterious bad boy who lives on the outskirts of Suburbia.

You: Their absolute favorite thing about you & why.

His favorite thing is when you first wake up in the morning. Bedhead and all he loves you. Thinks it’s cute how raspy your voice gets and how cranky you are.

Zzz: Cute sleeping HC.

Probably takes up most of the bed. His arms and legs are stretched all the way across the bed & you have no room, but he just looks so cozy.

#fluff AZ #Yuta fluff #yuta imagines #yuta x reader

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