#that’s what happens when u don’t use reference kids
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My attempt at @glitternightingale ‘s dtiys ! :D
#glitter’s dtiys 2022#encanto#I just realized Félix’s skin is probably definitely not dark enough but I already merged all the layers hhhhh#that’s what happens when u don’t use reference kids#bruno madrigal#pepa madrigal#julieta madrigal#agustín madrigal#félix madrigal#my words#my art
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could you please do a jude bellingham where him and reader claim to be friends but eveyone assumes they’re together??? like they leave flirty comments on each other or stuff like that??
JUST FRIENDS, OR?
PAIRINGS: jude bellingham x fem!reader
TYPE: social media au
yourusername
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yourusername: if you like this, then you like me 😉
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judebellingham: let me unlike this real quick
↳ yourusername: boy, yk damn well you like me 😌
↳ judebellingham: i mean, i guess
↳ yourusername: do you like me, like me? or just like me?
↳ judebellingham: 🤫
↳ user: are they flirting or???
↳ user: for two ppl who claim to be “friends” this sure don’t look like “just friends”
user: i swear, it’s so hard to decipher whether they’re flirting or just playing around … like?!?!??
user: how do i like this multiple times??!????!? 😩😩
gioareyna: damn okay, let me unlike this
↳ user: LMAO, PLEASE 😭
user: soooo are you and jude together or?????
user: my fingers hurt from double clicking too much
user: you’re so beautiful, i swear 😍😍😍😍
jobebellingham: when you say, “like” do you mean actually like? like like? or? because i know a little thing or two
↳ user: jOBE! WHAT DO YOU KNOW?!!?? LET US IN ON THE SECRET, PLEASE, IM BEGGING!! 🙏🏼
↳ jobebellingham: as jose mourinho once said, “i prefer not to speak … if i speak, i am in big trouble”
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user: HELP, diD jOBE DELETE HIS COMMENT?!!? 💀 iT’S NOT THERE ANYMORE WTF?!??
user: stunnin’ 😍
user: can i stop liking this post now?
user: girl are you and jude dating?!???? i need to know
user: 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍
user: ugh, she’s soo pretty wtf 😫
user: YN!!! where’d you get that sweatshirt?!!??
emmachamberlain: pretty girl 😍
yourusername
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judebellingham: a place like no other .. mi casa! 🤍 #halamadrid
tagged: @realmadrid
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realmadrid: 🤍🤍🤍🤍🤍
user: let him cook!!!
adidaslondon: from birmingham to the bernabéu 💫
user: our starboy 🤩
vinijr: hey, judeeeee
yourusername: you’re that guy, huh?
yourusername: that’s my #5 🔥
↳ user: notice how she said “my” and not “our” 👀
↳ judebellingham: #5 on the field but #1 in your heart 😉 @yourusername
↳ user: “just friends” they say
user: unbelievable player! 👏🏼
user: ya’ll see yn’s comment?!!? she said, “MY”
↳ user: i’m telling you, these two are dating
england: 🤩
user: what a guy!! 🔥
user: @yourusername this yo man?
user: my man is currently thriving rn
user: cr7 would be proud
↳ user: missing my goat 😓
user: jude > that one barca dude (i said what i said)
↳ user: “said what i said” who mf?!!??
↳ user: i know who you’re referring to, i agree 🫣
jobebellingham: 🤩🤍
erling.haaland: hi cutie
user: #halamadrid 🤍🤍🤍
user: madrid > barca
↳ user: you mean barca > madrid
judebellingham
📍mykonos, greece
liked by trentarnold66, yourusername and 710,104 others
judebellingham: what a place 🇬🇷
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jobebellingham: wow, you’re cool
↳ yourusername: or so he thinks …
yourusername: hey judeeee 🤭
↳ judebellingham: hey pretty girl 👋🏾
↳ user: uMmmm??!?!?
↳ user: “just friends” my ass
user: welcome to madrid 🤍
user: finest player ever, i swear 😍
user: does anyone know if he’s alone on the trip or??
↳ user: why do you care???
user: I WAS JUST IN MYKONOS LAST WEEK 😭😭
user: this mf calling yn “pretty girl” was my last straw 😩
gioareyna: i miss u, cutie 😘
↳ judebellingham: i miss you too 😘
user: harry kane >>>> jude
↳ user: thIs must be a joke, wtf 😭😭
↳ user: did jude miss a penalty shot?!? i don’t think so! harry kane >> jude 🤩 CASE CLOSED! (yes, it’s a joke)
user: jude, the kids miss you, come back home
↳ user: me being delusional like 💀
trentarnold66: 🤩🤩🤩
user: live, laugh, love jude ❤️
user: sirrrr 😍😍
user: dude just stole my girl’s attention from me
↳ user: does your gf happened to be yn?!?
↳ user: nah, i wish tbh 😩
user: he’s so damn fine 😮💨
user: i told my mom about us
↳ user: ya’ll delusional, damn 🤣
user: is yn with you or???
user: he wants me 🤭
↳ user: yn, is that you?
yourusername
📍oía, santorini, greece
liked by judebellingham, jobebellingham and 601,101 others
yourusername: a lil vacay photo dump:) 😜
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user: jUde’s in greece??!? yn’s in greece?!?? does this mean?!?? they’re in greece together or???!?
gioareyna: 👀 oooohhh
↳ user: oohh?? wdym ohhh??
user: they posted different locations but im pretty sure they’re together!! jude posted a pic in a boat?? now yn?
judebellingham: hey ynnnn 👋🏾
↳ yourusername: heyyy bestie!!!
user: they HAVE to be together
judebellingham: are you following me? 🤔
↳ yourusername: pretty sure, you’re the one following me?
↳ judebellingham: mom did tell me to follow my dreams so;)
↳ yourusername: ooohh is that so??
↳ judebellingham: absolutely, pretty girl 😙
user: ^ iS he flirting ?????
user: don’t flirt with your “friend” challenge: level impossible
user: he can try to be a little less obvious
↳ user: who?
↳ user: jude lmao
user: pretty girl 😍😍😍
user: one chance is all im asking for, yn!!!!!
user: beauty!
jobebellingham: what takes you to greece, young lady?
↳ yourusername: simply lost in the blue and white charm of the greek islands 😌
↳ jobebellingham: and jude???
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sasha__rebecca: hi, you’re hot! 😍
sasha__rebecca: that’s my girlfriend, ya’ll 😩
↳ yourusername: 😘😘😘
↳ jackgrealish: excuse me???
↳ yourusername: you’re excused, grealo
↳ sasha__rebecca: sorry, jack! my heart belongs to yn
yourusername
liked by sasha__rebecca, masonmount and 585,937 others
yourusername: 🤎🤎🤎
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user: how can someone be so pretty?!?? 😩
judebellingham: yo bro who got you smiling like that? 🤔
↳ yourusername: not you that’s for sure(:
↳ judebellingham: and here i thought i was the reason behind that beautiful smile but oh well 🤷🏽♂️ …..
↳ user: um????!??? hello??? does anyone else see this??
user: can we all talk about jude’s comment???!???
↳ user: im CONVINCED these two are together
user: i just know jude took these pic
user: gorggg 😍😍😍😍
user: your smile is everything 😩
user: “just friends” they say
user: nah frrr, who got you smiling like that??!?
user: jude, i get it, she’s gorgeous! i’d be obsessed too 😌
user: juDe’s COMMENT AKAKALDNFNXL
user: i pray they’re together ✨✨✨✨🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼🙏🏼
erling.haaland: coffee 👍🏼
↳ yourusername: oh, hey there
↳ user: why is he so random??? 😭😭💀
mikkykiemeney: 😍😍😍
↳ yourusername: ❤️❤️
user: were you and jude in greece together?
user: idc if she’s not a wag but she’s my fav wag 😌
user: her smile broooo 😩😩😩😩😩
user: jude’s real lucky, huh?
sasha__rebecca: let me take you out for dinner 😉
↳ yourusername: anything for you, my love 😘
user: she fine asff 😗
jobebellingham: 🤩
↳ user: watch out for jude 🤣 that’s his girl
user: jude, huh? 😏
judebellingham
📍south of france
liked by gioareyna, yourusername and 701,016 others
judebellingham: recharging with my bro! 🇫🇷🫶🏽
tagged: @jobebellingham
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user: you’re telling me that last post is you and jobe?? 🤔
↳ user: LMAOO FRRR 💀
↳ user: i guess yn is “bro” now
↳ user: like bffr, mate 🙄
johnstonesofficial: nice you!
yourusername: cute!
yourusername: bro 😊
↳ user: 😏😏😏😏
↳ user: just say ya’ll dating
yourusername: my fav!!!
↳ judebellingham: 💁🏽♂️ i know i am
↳ yourusername: sorry??? i was talking about jobe??
↳ jobebellingham: so inconsiderate, damn 🙄
↳ yourusername: tell me about it
↳ judebellingham: 🙄🙄 i hate you guys
↳ yourusername: we love you tooooo 😘😘
↳ jobebellingham: speak for yourself, yn
gioareyna: good people 🙌🏼
user: jobe is starting to look like jude, i swear
user: 🔥🔥🔥🔥
user: we all agree that’s yn in the last post right?
user: don’t you mean recharging with bro AND girl?
user: they look like twins in that second post
user: my boyfriend and brother in law 😩
user: bellingoal 🤩
user: the genes are STRONG STRONG
user: my favorite brothers ❤️❤️
user: mom and dad bellingham really said, “copy and paste”
judebellingham
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judebellingham: she’s not so bad 🤷🏽♂️
tagged: @yourusername
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user: FINALLY OMG WOANSKSLX
user: i had a feeling they were together but i was NOT prepared for the hard launch, wtf alssnsodbf
↳ user: you and me both, sister
jobebellingham: about damn time! 👏🏽
gioreyna: it’s official now, i gotta share the loml 😟
↳ judebellingham: sharing is caring after all 😉
↳ yourusername: um????
yourusername: you’re not so bad yourself, mate
yourusername: ❤️❤️
user: i was NOT PREPARED FOR THIS
user: uhhh, hello?????
user: am i dreaming or??????!!?!
user: I MANIFESTED THIS SHIT, IDCCCC
user: so this confirms they’ve been together for a while, right?
trentarnold66: have i been replaced, now that it’s official?
↳ judebellingham: never that
erling.haaland: i feel a bit heartbroken 💔
↳ judebellingham: just to clarify, you left first 🙁
↳ gioareyna: and then there was one left ….
↳ user: well damn 😟 thanks for reminding me 😭😭😭😭
user: my favs, omg!!!!
user: scREAMING ALSLAPDNFjelal
user: ngl i’m a bit heartbroken, but also happy for them
user: we’ve officially lost him, girlies 😩😩😩
user: i’m 💔💔😭😭 but also 🙌🏼🤩😏😉🤩🤩
yourusername
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yourusername: i guess the secrets out, huh? 😝❤️
tagged: @judebellingham
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user: the first pic literally confirms they were together in greece!! bapsjdndkdjorgbpsndl
user: yn, babe, the secrets been out for ages 🙄 bffr
↳ yourusername: were we THAT obvious?
↳ user: yes, girl 😭😭😭 ya’ll weren’t the best at hiding it tbh
gioareyna: ahhh my man 😍😍😍
↳ yourusername: my*
↳ gioareyna: he was MINE first tho
user: the real madrid jersey 😩😩
judebellingham: 😘😘
judebellingham: i love you, pretty girl ❤️❤️
↳ user: cRying 😭😭😭😭
jobebellingham: 🙌🏽🤩
user: you’re cheating on me, huh??? 😒😒😒
user: “secrets out” as if nobody knew 💀
↳ user: nahh frrr 🤣
user: screaming and crying 💔💔😭 yn, you broke my heart
user: FINALLY!!!!!!! 🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼
trentarnold66: this cute or whatever 🙄 preferably the latter
↳ user: please, trent 😂😂😂
user: they cute!! 🥰
user: favs
user: I CALLED IT, OMG!!! 😏
user: it was about time, girl!!!
#jude bellingham#au instagram#jude bellingham x reader#jude bellingham x yn#jude bellingham smau#football social media au#futbol#jude bellingham social media au#jude bellingham instagram au#jude bellingham imagine#real madrid#borussia dortmund#footballer instagram au#football fiction#footballer imagine#football x reader#football x y/n#jude bellingham x you#football fandom#soccer x reader#jude bellingham fluff#football fanfic#football#jude bellingham one shot#footballer x reader#soccer x yn#real madrid fc#football imagine#instagram au#social media au
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feather , part 25
“ not caring where you are tonight ”
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( socialmedia!au )
lhughes_06
liked by yourusername, trevorzegras, rutgermcgroarty, and 99,376 others
lhughes_06 i got you blocked after this, an afterthought 🎶
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markestapa YOU BLOCKED OUR SWEET AMAZING LIL DRIZZY??
→ lhughes_06 NO DUMBASS
→ markestapa HUH??
→ markestapa OHHHHHHH
→ lhughes_06 🙄🙄
yourusername hey that’s me!
→ lhughes_06 it’s you ☺️
yourusername also THE SABRINA CARPENTER REFERENCE??? i’ve taught you well
→ lhughes_06 yes you have
username24 the way luke is so blatantly professing his love
username48 i was a dryshughes supporter from the start 💪💪
trevorzegras atta boy
liked by lhughes_06
_quinnhughes fucking finally
→ lhughes_06 be quiet
dylanduke25 only took you 100,000,000, years
→ lhughes_06 did not
→ dylanduke25 did too
→ lhughes_06 liar
→ dylanduke25 truther
username38 oh so is that other girl finally gone
username79 y’all when i tell you i have the DRAMA
→ username64 don’t be shy share with the class
→ username79 apparently luke blocked her months ago but she keeps harassing the drysdales 🤷♀️
→ username22 the attention seeking is crazy ig
rutgermcgroarty fruity ass caption
→ lhughes_06 fuck off 🙄
→ rutgermcgroarty 🍏🍎🍐🍉🍇🍊🍓🍋🫐
mackie.samo did my pep talks finally get to you
→ lhughes_06 barely even pep talks but whatever helps you sleep at night
edwards.73 did bro finally do what i think he did
→ markestapa just found out he didn’t what a pussy
→ lhughes_06 I WILL I WILL just not rn 😔
jackhughes moosey grew some balls did he?
→ lhughes_06 stfu im telling on u
→ jackhughes was gonna say i’m proud but ig not
username40 other girl is out of the picture now
→ username59 she was never in the picture sweetie
username37 wait so was luke fr just fucking around w miss girl
→ username8 they probably jus hung out a few times but i don’t think they went that far
→ username13 but the smoochie smoochie posts????
→ username29 we’re all too deep in the dryshughes lore
jamie.drysdale yeah you better have blocked her
liked by lhughes_06
→ username66 protective jamie 🥹🥹
_alexturcotte AYEEE LUKEY BOY
adamfantilli YO????
username14 ITS FINALLY HAPPENING EVERYONE STAY CALM EVERYONE STAY FUCKING CALM
yourusername
liked by colecaufield, luca.fantilli, edwards.73, and 94,018 others
yourusername ridin in a getaway car 🚇
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trevorzegras is that not a fucking subway emoji in the caption of a post quoting our lord and savior taylor swift except the post is also in a FUCKING SUBWAY STATION
→ yourusername did not think this would evoke so much emotion from you trev
→ trevorzegras you used getaway car but it’s practically a damn train.
→ yourusername IM SORRYYY
→ jackhughes the paragraph…
luca.fantilli the yankees hat.
→ yourusername what r u gonna do abt it 🤨
→ luca.fantilli dont play w me 😒😒😒
_quinnhughes is that where u two went
→ username76 “u two” WHO
→ colecaufield was it a date 😱
→ yourusername it was not a date 🙅♀️🙅♀️
username71 oh my god is this what love feels like
→ username43 ask luke he can confirm (probably)
username9 body goals ahhhhh
markestapa stay safe on subways bc there’s a criminal minds episode where someone got killed in a subway station
→ yourusername bro that was like season 3??? it literally came out when we were KIDS
→ markestapa IT WAS A TERRORIST GROUP
→ yourusername oh my god you’re insane
→ markestapa if you die in a subway station just know i was right
jamie.drysdale who bought that drink bc ik it wasn’t u
→ yourusername how do u know
→ jamie.drysdale i can still see your credit card history
→ yourusername STOP.
→ lhughes_06 i bought it
→ jamie.drysdale such a gentleman lukey boy
rutgermcgroarty i do not understand your obsession with green-colored drinks
→ yourusername this is a judgement free zone
→ rutgermcgroarty ✌️🤙✊
lhughes_06 solid pics
→ yourusername appreciate the compliment that was definitely meant for me
→ lhughes_06 but i mean that photographer just seems to be super talented
→ yourusername mhm!
→ lhughes_06 and super cute too
→ yourusername oh!! well!!!
→ lhughes_06 just overall a great person
→ yourusername ofc ofc!!!!
→ markestapa goddamn just say you’re fucking
username26 mother is mothering
username19 WHERE IS THE TOTE BAG FROMMM
username57 the outfit is so good!!
username65 i swear luke is putting his heart out on the line ready to risk it ALL
→ username31 i meannn i would do it too
edwards.73 you’re either real fuckin oblivious or real fuckin evil
→ yourusername maybe a little bit of both 🤫
dylanduke25 i swear to god if neither of you make a move i will do it for you
→ yourusername aw you’re no fun duker
→ dylanduke25 you’re killing me here
_alexturcotte i’m so damn invested in this relationship i’ve spent literal dollars on you two
→ yourusername LMAOOO
→ yourusername it’s okay tho ur rich
→ _alexturcotte is that all u see me as 😐
→ yourusername my rich, loving, amazing, kind, generous, honorary brother 🤗🤗
→ _alexturcotte there we go
→ jamie.drysdale i feel like i’m being disowned and replaced here 😕
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i’m really milking it here w the luke being a simp but it’s okay because we love that do we not?? BUT THEY’RE NOT DATING YET
and that last jamie reply.. i just realized that’s basically what just happened with the trade but uh! it’s okay bc he’s happy
fairly short chap but i hope you enjoy it all the same
tags: @aliaology @hockeyboysarehot @absolutelyhugh3s @jackquinnswife @freds-slut @love4ldr @blueeyedbesson @43hughes @v1olentdelights @dancerbailey3 @random-human02 @ho3forfakeguys@loveforaugust
#luke hughes fanfic#luke hughes fic#luke hughes x reader#luke hughes x y/n#luke hughes#quinn hughes#jack hughes#alex turcotte#jamie drysdale#adam fantilli#cole caufield#trevor zegras#luca fantilli#ethan edwards#mark estapa#rutger mcgroarty#dylan duke#mackie samoskevich
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𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆.
geto suguru | smut, fluff | college boyfriend!au
𝙒𝙊𝙍𝘿𝘾𝙊𝙐𝙉𝙏 : 2.5k
— 𝙎𝙔𝙉𝙊𝙋𝙎𝙄𝙎 : remote learning was never your forte, especially when it came to a subject as complex as anatomy. you were what they call a hands-on learner and lucky for you so is geto.
𝘾𝙊𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙎 : college boyfriend!geto, fem!reader, soft!geto, domish!reader, cowgirl, missionary, teasing, unprotected sex (use protection kids), creampie (this is literally so mushy and romantic please who gave me permission???)
𝙉𝙊𝙏𝙀 𝙁𝙍𝙊𝙈 𝙋𝙊𝙊𝙃 : so this idea has been in the vault for a really long time and this post from @bleubrri reignited the spark i once had for this idea and i mean i couldn't not do the scientist gf x english lit bf au. thank you to my lovely grammar gatekeeper @the-australian-editor for fixing this up for me, love you lots. also i used as an excuse to help me study for my upcoming anatomy test, hahaha so it was perfect timing to be a liiitttle self indulgent.
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“Ugh!” Your severe exasperation pulls Geto away from his book. He peers over his literature to see you slouched and defeated in your cushioned office chair, swivelling the seat to and fro with your heel as you stared frustratedly at your computer screen.
“What happened?” He questions, attempting to continue the sentence he was reading.
“I just can’t get this!” Your frustration bounces off the walls of your shared bedroom, the volume threatening to wake the neighbours adjacent.
“What can’t you get?” Despite appearing indifferent with his head still stuck in his novel, you had his full attention.
“This whole lecture!”
Your dramatics make his eyes roll, setting his book down on the side table before shifting to the edge of the bed where you sighed for the uptenth time. “Let me see.” You roll your chair to the side so he’s able to view your laptop screen clearly, his brows immediately furrowing when he catches a glimpse of terminology way outside the boundaries of his degree. “I have no idea what any of this means.”
“See!” With your exclamation accompanied the honeyed sound of your laugh, a contagious one at that as Geto also found himself smiling. “Ugh, this is impossible. These diagrams don’t even help.”
That statement confused him. Why would they give you an example of something that wasn’t of any use to you as a student? “Why not?”
“Because we use cadavers during assessments and they’re very different compared to a diagram.” He recalls your many recounts of the anatomy lab, corpses soaked in formaldehyde, skinned, split in two, muscles and organs splayed and pinned in a macabre exhibit all in the name of science. Barbaric is what he called it, but it fascinated you nonetheless.
“So why not use yourself as practice.” The look you give him is parturient with a rhetorical question he could already hear falling from your lips.
“Really, because I’m muscular enough to use as a model?” He chuckles at your sarcasm, loose hair falling over his shoulder with a light shake of his head.
“So then use me.” From the way your face brightens he knew it was a good idea, a mindless one that he admittedly blurted out jokingly, but he’d never tell you that.
“You’d really let me use you as a live model?”
“If it’ll help you get out of this rut, then yes.” Excitement floods your veins at his confirmation, so much so, that you’re already off your seat, notes in hand and bouncing on the bed beside him before he could utter another word. “Eager, aren’t you?”
“Well, it’s an excuse to get you shirtless, so yes, very.” And just like that your exuberant and childish personality was back. Who knew that all it took was a glimpse of his physique? He made a mental note of it for future reference, adding it to the list of remedies to use against your rambunctious temperament.
“If you wanted me naked baby, all you had to do was ask.” He teases whilst pulling his shirt over his head, dark locks cascading down the expanse of a beautifully defined posterior.
“Shush, you’re supposed to be helping me study, not initiating foreplay.” You crawl your way behind him, legs crossing as you settle into the mattress.
He shoots you a mischievous smirk over his shoulder. “Why not both?”
“Turn around, you dork.” His shoulders shudder with a muffled laugh, one that makes you roll your eyes as you shift his hair out of the way. Then you begin to orient yourself, fingers grazing his skin tenderly, exploring each trough and peak of the muscles spanning his back. “Alright let’s see here. Flex for me?”
Silently he places his arms behind his head, pulling the corresponding muscles taut enough to protrude from his svelte figure. “Okay, upward rotation of the scapula… upper trapezius,” you eye your notes whilst tracing the nape of his neck, following the fibres down to the next muscle. “And serratus anterior.” Geto inhales sharply when your palms glide along the jagged digitations at his sides, fingers splaying as you round his ribcage. “You doin’ okay, mister model?”
“Just fine, sweetheart.” His deep voice diffuses from skin to fingertips, the vibrations inciting goosebumps across your forearms.
“Alright, next was… glenohumeral abduction, so stay like that.” You use his bicep for balance to change positions and sit back on your heels, weight shifting the bed beneath you. “Deltoids.” Tapping on each of the three bellies, you identify them outloud, familiarising yourself with the shape of the muscle at the apex of his shoulders. “Anterior, middle and posterior.” Then your first roadblock appeared. “I can’t find the other one.”
“Why not?”
“It’s too deep, so I can’t see it on the surface.”
“How about finding the general area instead?” Again you look down at your notes, hands ghosting over the approximate location of the elusive muscle.
“I think it’s here.” You conclude, pressing into the superior aspect of his shoulder blade. “Because if I’m tracing it right, then your acromion process would be here and just above that would be the supraspinatus.” In all honesty you were talking more to yourself than to your boyfriend. To him you were speaking a whole other language, so all he could really do was nod as if he actually understood what the hell an acromion process was.
“Sweetheart, not to be a bad sport or anything, but my arms are really starting to hurt.” His playful complaint draws a giggle from you.
“Sorry, you can put your arms down. We’re gonna move onto the front now anyway.”
“The front—?!” He was on his back before his thought had even fully manifested, hair haloing around his head in that pretty array of waves you loved combing your fingers through. “Now you’re just abusing me.” He huffs, watching you throw your leg over his hip, smiling as you settle into your new seat.
“You wanted to help.” The statement partnered the sly arch of your brow, eyes devious whilst staring down at him.
“What happened to ‘I’m supposed to be studying, Suguru’?”
“I am.” His breath practically vacates his lungs when your fingertips path their way up his sides, following the margin of his rib cage before trailing along his sternum. “Look, I found your pectoralis major.”
“For someone who was struggling with this a few minutes ago, you’re doing surprisingly well. Too well, in fact.” His suspicions are only confirmed by the growing smile on your face.
“Maybe, I’m just a hands-on learner.”
“Oh, I’m sure.” He says in a frivolous tone. “So what’s the muscle below that?” His hands guide yours just under the curve of his pectorals on either side, the rise and fall of his thorax prominent.
“Your external obliques.” You answer effortlessly.
“And here?” Now your hands lay over his abdominal muscles, each curve perfectly chiselled into marble-like skin.
You hold his gaze through lowered lashes, biting your lip to withhold the smile threatening to form. “Rectus abdominis.”
Something flashes in those dark irises of his at your answer, hands trailing your own lower to the waistband of his sweatpants. Sweatpants that you only now noticed were hanging dangerously low on his hips. “What about here?”
You offer him a challenging look, knowing exactly where this was going but deciding to play along anyway. “That would be your pyramidalis, my love.”
“And what does that do?” He responds with the same expression of defiance painted on those handsome features.
“Well, it tenses the linea alba, which is the connective tissue,” you watch his abdomen quiver as you trace the centre line between the rectus abdominis muscles. “Here, that separates your abs into two halves.”
“Mhm, and what’s directly below that?” Your breath hitches he guides you beneath his sweats, pulse quickening when you discover he’s not wearing anything under them.
“Suguru…” As much of a warning as his name sounded falling from your lips he knew you couldn’t resist the temptation, no, not when it was already nestled so nicely between your thighs.
“I’m waiting for an answer~”
“You know what’s directly below that.” You squint lightheartedly, hand stalling upon the heated tip.
“If I did I wouldn’t be asking you, now would I? So,” he purposefully shifts his hips into yours, your clit just grazing the notable protuberance of his shaft. “Enlighten me.”
“That’s your cock, Suguru.” Laughter follows your blunt response, the man beneath you attempting to cover his mouth upon seeing your partially serious expression.
“That wasn’t very scientific, now was it?”
“Didn’t think you’d be very interested in the technical terms.” You hook the elastic of his waistband, inching it down at a tantalisingly slow pace.
“Oh, but now you’ve got me intrigued. Please, go on.” He aids your little game with the slight raise of his hips, a facile feat even with you on top of him.
There’s silence when his cock is freed from its confines, your lustful gaze already making it twitch in anticipation. Fuck. “Shall we start from the top?” He swallows audibly when you move to kneel between his legs, ass high as your lips closed in on his tip. “First, we have the glans.”
Your soft lips envelop the area in question, hot tongue lapping delicately at his slit, the saltiness of his precum reacquainting itself with your tastebuds. He can’t help but hiss under your touch, body so familiar yet so responsive even after countless encounters with your mouth. “Then the frenulum.” The apex of your tongue slowly compasses the underside of his tip, that sweet spot, right where the head met the— “Corpus spongiosum.” He relents a breathy moan when your thumb runs over the length of hidden tissue.
“Fuck, baby.” Admittedly, your anatomy terms were going through one ear and out the other at this point. Each word morphing into its own form of gibberish as he anxiously awaited your next move.
“More?” It was a simple question and yet Geto wasn’t even sure how to answer it. Were you referring to the listing of parts as you continued your torturous teachings? Or were you simply just asking if he needed more stimulation?
Either way the answer was— “Yes.”
It’s criminal the way you pin him with that salacious look of yours, it was even more so when the flat of your tongue paths from the base of his cock, purposeful in its journey over the same place you’d mentioned beforehand, the one that made his hips jerk involuntarily.
“Now who’s eager?” His chest heaves with each leisurely stroke of your hand now enclosed around his length, a proud smirk plastered on your lips.
He manages to huff a choked laugh, only for it to get stuck in his throat when the tip of your tongue laps at the arousal beading at his slit. “Why must you torment me so?”
“Because,” you whisper, climbing utop his lap once more. “Love begets love.” His heart skips a beat as you draw closer, lips withheld only a breath away. “And this torment,” he watches your hips rise, fingers slipping your pyjama shorts and panties to the side. “Is my joy.”
Would it be wrong of him to admit that in that moment, he’d fallen in love with you all over again? It could’ve been the warmth of your pussy, the way it moulded around him so perfectly. It could’ve been how even the sweetest of poetry was recast as a sensual sonnet, each syllable flooding his veins like a drug from the syringe that was your lips against his skin. Or maybe it was a combination of the two. Heated flesh adjoined, formless breaths birthing a passionate ballad only you and Geto were able to decipher.
“Sugu…” Oh, how your moans drove him wild.
“That’s it, sweetheart.” He exhales, fingers digging into the suppleness of your hips. “Fuck, yes just like that.”
The bounce of your breasts beneath your oversized shirt – his shirt – was mesmerising. The angelic vision of his love riding him so effortlessly inciting the euphoric flutter of his lids, a wildfire of sensations ravaging his very being.
Harmony after harmony was sung with the rhythmic clap of your ass, teeth capturing your pillowy bottom lip in an attempt to prevent the promising rousal of the neighbours, a task that grew all the more tempting as time passed. He wanted it. He needed it. He craved it.
You gasp when he proceeds to switch positions, your body now enveloped by the residual heat of his skin imprinted in the duvet beneath you. He chuckles at your stunned expression, nose brushing yours tenderly as he speaks. “There is no place I end and you begin.” He recites, cock sliding along your velvety walls. “When my body is in your body, we are one, once again.”
There’s no resistance when you pull him into a kiss. It’s delicate, deep, eternal. It relayed all unspoken emotion, emotion he eagerly explored with his tongue as it parted your lips.
“I love you.” You mumble between kisses.
“I love you too.” He echoes back, thrusts never slowing.
Your fingers soon find themselves in his hair, a tell tale sign of your incoming orgasm. You liked to use him to ground yourself, knowing all too well just how easy it was to get swept up in the indifferent tides of ecstasy. But he had a different idea in mind.
Coxing your hands from its inky-tressed residence, he pins them above your head, fingers entwining before he nestles against you. “Let me hear those pretty moans, baby.”
His cock drives deep, balls lewd in the way they slap against your backside. He mutters all forms of profanity against the curve of your neck, teeth unable to resist marking such a beautiful canvas as they sink into your skin. You openly do the same, whining and moaning as if on command, grasp tightening in his when that familiar feeling begins to build in your stomach.
“Sugu, fuck… I’m gonna cum.”
“Go ahead, pretty. Cum all over this dick.” And with a final snap of his hips you let go, thighs once spread now wrapping around his waist, forcing him still. “Yes, baby, shit.” The pulse of your walls drags him into his own metaphorical heaven, lips finding yours as his seed paints your insides.
Staggered breaths fill the room, each exhale exchanged in the comfort of the other's shoulder, a brief interlude before the onset of laughter, soft and vulnerable.
“When’d you learn poetry?” Geto begins, moving to lay on his side.
“I peek at your books sometimes when you’re not looking.” You reply shyly, unable to contain that mischievous grin of yours in his presence. “It’s the best way to absorb your literary knowledge.”
He pulls you close with a soft chuckle, thumb caressing your cheek. “Or… I could just read them to you instead.”
“Yeah, but I don’t wanna disturb you, Sugu.”
“Nonsense. However, what does disturb me is your constant grumbling.” You whine when he pinches your cheek as punishment. “But it seems like that was all a facade to get me under you.”
“Okay, but you went along with it!”
“Doesn’t change the fact that you lied.” He retorts.
“I didn’t lie… I meant it when I said the diagrams didn’t help?”
His brows furrow skeptically. “And why’s that?”
You lean in to kiss his nose, a hand laying gently on his chest. “Because nothing beats the real thing.”
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𝐀𝐑𝐆𝐔𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 — 𝐏𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐑
pairing : fem!reader x peter parker
warnings : arguing, angst, swearing, insults, being harsh, english isn’t my first language, urdu is! so please tell me about grammatical errors like spelling and punctuation as those i struggle with! plz lmk if u feel as if there are anymore i should list :)
summary : first argument as a couple, heavily inspired by the infamous amy march line, “you’re being mean.”
a/n : you can imagine any peter for this btw! it’s not specifically mcu peter, im just using this gif for reference !
“Peter, are you okay?” Your voice quiet, looking at the boy.
Peter was sat on the end of your bed, fingers pinching the top of his nose in annoyance. It was one of those months where everything felt as if it were going wrong. It was overwhelming. He felt trapped. Scared. He attempted to slow his breathing pattern down as he thought of what to say to you. You had invited him in, and he barely said a word. You could tell something had been wrong this month, so you had been trying your best to cheer him up, but nothing seemed to work.
“Do I look okay to you? God, use your fucking brain for once [Name].” He eventually huffed out, still looking down and not really processing what he said.
You took a deep breath, you didn’t want to fight him. In an attempt to be mature, you disregarded the whole comment as a whole.
“Will you just tell me what happened?” You sighed, trying your hardest to stay calm.
“I just- you wouldn’t understand. You don’t have responsibilities like me, don’t act like you have any idea of what it’s like either.” He spat, eventually looking up to see your whole body tense up, “you’ve been nothing but a burden, [Name]. All these ‘attempts’ to help me wont do anything except waste your time.”
“What is wrong with you?” You quickly replied, throwing all attempts to be mature out the window, “A burden? A burden who’s opened her door for you every single time you’ve been like this? Or how about the multiple occasions ‘the burden’ dropped everything to help you everytime you asked? I’m so so sorry I cared, Peter. Would you have rathered to suffer alone?”
You were fighting back tears, you began to look up and fold your lips ever so slightly.
“Oh? You’re the one who comes to my rescue? You have got to be kidding me [Name], you seriously did not just say that,” He chuckled, but it was purely bitter, “I have to look out for you constantly because you don’t know any better. You always need reassurance. It’s such an inconvenience for me. At least my problems when I come to you are actually worth something, yours are always something so minor you stress about like crazy. Don’t get me started—”
“Stop it, you’re being mean.” You breathed, meeting his hard gaze with your tearful one, “I never knew you saw me as an inconvenience.”
“No, no- I’m sorry—”
“Please leave.” You wiped a tear coming from your eye, passing him his bag.
“[Name], I got carried away, I’m so sorry. I was just, frustrated I didn’t mean anything I said” He pleaded, sincerity riddled through his tone.
“I know, but please leave.”
And with that, he left.
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Hello so I heard ur requests is open and I don’t think u remember me but I was the person that asked you how na’vi people would react to Melanie Martinez character (a.k.a the creature) and I just wanted to know if you would like to write about that since you were also asking for suggestions
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𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝
ᴏᴍᴀᴛɪᴄᴀʏᴀ x ꜰᴇᴍ! ꜰᴏʀᴇꜱᴛ ɴʏᴍᴘʜ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ (ᴘʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ), ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴜʟʟʏ'ꜱ x ꜰᴇᴍ! ꜰᴏʀᴇꜱᴛ ɴʏᴍᴘʜ! ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ (ᴘʟᴀᴛᴏɴɪᴄ)
Tw: Mentions of human experimenting, rebirth? mentions of the first movie,
A/N: I hope ya don't mind me referring to reader as a forest nymph, based on the song Nymphology.
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You were once a human, except, you were used for human experimenting. The whole purpose of the experiment was so that you could be the first human to be immune to the toxic environment of Pandora. They'd be constant serums injected to you and even exposing you to the toxic are to see if it'll work. It went on for years.
Until the war between humans and na'vi, you had managed to escape. But during your escape you had fallen into a huge hole and fell to your demise. You hoped and begged that you wouldn't die lie this, you wished for a second chance of some kind. Then you began to be wrapped in some kind of flesh like cocoon, filling with water.
Years later, the so called cocoon still remained in the hole. Then the cocoon proceeded to open up slowly. Then you had emerged from the now shell like cocoon. Except, you weren't exactly human. Your skin is pink, your hair was no longer a natural color. But a mixture between blonde, green, a purplish grey, pink and so on.
Not only that, but you had more than just two eyes, making them four in total. The last thing you didn't expect was to have a literal pair of wings. If it wasn't obvious, you weren't human anymore. You had no idea what you had become, but you knew that you weren't human not one bit.
After moments of realization, you had to get out of that hole you been in the last couple of years. First you crawled out by climbing the dirt wall. But you were stopped by something that had been attached to you. Looking down, you saw that it was some sort of ambilocal cord attached to you, so you decided to pull it. At first it didn't do nothing, then you pulled much harder, then finally the cord tore off.
Once you were out of that hole, you decided to try and find someone or people to help you. After hours of roaming around in the woods, you had came across the na'vi. Well, group of na'vi kids and a human boy. At first they freaked out because they're never seen a creature like you, but had finally calmed down after some time.
You then explained everything that has happened to you and how you ended up the way that you did. They got curious. They'd ask question after question, such as. Why is your skin pink? Why is your hair multiple colors? Why do you have wings? What's up with your four eyes?
You had no answers to their questions, the only answer you gave them was that you had been 'asleep' for many years and just woke up. They then thought about taking you to meet their father and mother, maybe even grandmother.
When you arrived at the high camp, just like them, their parents. Mainly their father freaked out. Their mother didn't seem to freaked out. When the kids explained to them about your whole or most of your situation. Their father seemed to understand where you were coming from.
As for the mother, she thought of you as a forest creature that had just been born. Sounded normal to her.
Since then on, you'd be around the Sully's. You got to learn their names. Jake, Neytiri, Neteyam, Kiri, Lo'ak, and Tuk. Spider was the family friend of the Sully kids.
Quickly after, the rest of the Omaticaya took notice of you. Since you were always around the Sully's. They had grown curious because they've never seen a creature like you, ever. They didn't seem to really mind your presence, but they couldn't help but often stare. In a curious way.
They'd be times where you'd interact with others other then the Sully kids. They were pretty touchy, often touching your multi colored hair, your wings, your hands and even ears. You didn't mind since they were curious in trying to figure out what you were.
Mainly the children, ever since Tuk had introduced you to her friends. They couldn't help but be around you constantly. They'd ask you question, almost similar to the ones that you were asked and different questions. Like. Can you fly like the ikran? Why is your hair constantly changing color? Why are you pink? Is there more like you?
Almost every day other day you'd get asked a different question by the kids and adult. As much as you wanted to answer them properly, you just couldn't. Hopefully later on you'd be able to answer them all.
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༊*·˚ COLLEGE CLICHES. featuring haruchiyo sanzu, manjiro sano, keisuke baji, ken ryuguji, takashi mitsuya.
∴ SYNOPSIS : sappy and stupid college cliches i think the tokyo rev boys would fit.
∴ CONTENT : highschooler tries to write about college, fluff if you squint, this is a little silly, gn reader (no referring pronouns.)
∴ NOTE : if u would wanna see this with a few other characters feel free to lmk! hope u enjoy :]
༉‧₊˚. HARUCHIYO SANZU
— who is your lifeline in adv calc, when your teacher is the biggest asshole and neither of you are as good at math as you thought.
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sanzu slowly rubbed over the skin on his face as his eyes danced between his computer screen and textbook, and he came to the conclusion he genuinely had wanted to just die right then and there.
his professor was driving him absolutely insane; another old man with a stick up his ass, who he swore only took up teaching to make a bunch of college kids feel like idiots, and it didn’t help that he was shit at his job either. sanzu wasn’t built for school, let alone calculus, and every day he remained in that class he questioned what the fuck possessed him to take it in the first place.
he threw the cover of his textbook closed and picked up his phone, opening his messages to the only reason he hadn’t dropped the aforementioned course.
sanzu: this prof is fucked
sanzu: like seriously wtf is half of this shit
♡: switch courses i dare u
sanzu smirked down at his phone when you had responded so quickly.
you two had made an agreement upon meeting at the beginning of the semester, and quickly bonding over your regret for choosing adv calc; the first person to drop the course owed the other one $100. (a good chunk of money, considering you were both broke.) it was the start of a beautiful friendship, and an even more passionate shared hatred for the man you were meant to be learning under. plus, haruchiyo couldn’t deny that he enjoyed talking to you outside of complaints and 3am meltdowns over whatever the hell the derivative matrix was.
♡: or come study with me
♡: cus idk wtf im doing either
sanzu: switch courses i dare u
♡: kys come over
sanzu snorted to himself, swiftly turning around in his chair and throwing his belongings into his cross body bag. as shitty as his class was, at least he had met someone worth sticking around in it for.
sanzu: im omw relax
♡: can u get coffee on ur way
sanzu: what happened to please
♡: please haruchiyo my favourite man in the whole entire world
sanzu: drop calc with me and i will
♡: shut up tbh
it was worth a shot.
༉‧₊˚. MANJIRO SANO
— who hit a volleyball straight into your cranium and insisted he buy you lunch as an apology.
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embarrassed was an understatement for what you felt.
it was like some terrible romcom, something you only see happen in movies with an unrealistic representation of what post-secondary school was actually like.
some blonde boy— one who you’re sure you could have gone your entire life without knowing rather peacefully— handed you a bag of ice, along with a neatly wrapped egg sandwich from the cafe he’d dragged you to.
“you sure your head is okay?” he watched as you pressed the cold plastic to the back of your skull.
“yeah, i don’t think it hit me as hard as it looked.”
“well, it did kinda knock you off your feet.”
you glared at mikey, and he had to stifle a laugh at the expression on your face.
“i’m sorry! you’ve gotta admit it’s kinda funny right?”
you used your teeth to unwrap some of the parchment paper and took a bite from your sandwich, at least the food was good.
“you nearly took my head off.”
“well it's less funny when you put it like that.”
you couldn’t stop the chuckle that slipped past your lips at how casual he was being, despite the context that you were two total strangers.
“seriously though, ‘m sorry. y’know i never would have hit you if i was playing soccer, volleyball is a shit sport anyway” the way he crossed his arms and pouted like a little kid was the slightest bit endearing. “i mean, why use your hands when your feet work so much better?”
maybe it was the spur of the moment, or the likely concussion giving you a skewed sense of judgement, but part of your brain was starting to like him.
mikey couldn’t explain it either, but a similar part of his brain was glad he had gotten the chance to meet you, though the circumstances weren’t ideal.
“hmmm…i dunno,“
he tilted his head at you, wondering where your sentence was headed.
“i think you’re gonna have to buy me lunch a couple more times to make up for it.”
mikey couldn’t help but smile, he poked your forehead.
“i must have hit you way harder than i thought.”
༉‧₊˚. KEISUKE BAJI
— who always throws the best parties, but never actually enjoys them unless you show up.
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the pounding on the door of your dorm was quick to pull you out of your focus, forcing your nose out of your books. there was only one person who would knock so aggressively at such an ungodly hour, and he’s lucky your desk chair was becoming uncomfortable and you were planning on getting up to stretch your legs anyway.
swinging the door open, there stood baji, hair tied loosely into a bun at the back of his head, and two coolers occupying each of his palms.
he handed one to you, you gladly took it.
“so this is what you’re doin’ instead of partying with me right now?”
keisuke followed you into your dorm, making himself comfortable on top of your bed, you sat on the free space beside him as you cracked open the can in your hand.
“i told you i couldn’t come like, three days ago.” he groaned at your answer.
“i didn’t think that meant y’would actually flake!” you chuckled as you sipped at your drink, eyes playfully rolling back.
“you’re gonna thank me when this exam rolls around and i actually have notes to give you.”
baji’s lips formed a tight line, he hated when you were right.
“what’s the big deal if i didn’t go? literally almost half of campus showed up at your dorm hall anyway.”
he groaned again, yet louder this time, sitting up so he could open his own drink. he reached his free hand out to flick you right in the tip of your nose, earning a quiet ‘ow..’ from you.
“cus it’s lame when you don’t come around!! and who else is gonna take care of me after i blackout huh?” he took a long swig from the can in his fist.
“how about you go drink your body weight and i’ll come get you in an hour?” although the offer was tempting, and you could see keisuke consider it for a moment, he shook his head and flopped back down on your bed.
“nah, rather chill with you anyway.”
he reached over to hold his drink in the air beside you, and you gently cheersed his can, being careful not to spill any liquid on your bed.
“so, the hell is the exam s’posed to be about anyway?”
༉‧₊˚. KEN RYUGUJI
— who sits in front of you in engineering, and covers up the entire white board in front of you.
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not one note.
not one single note in your binder was finished, all half written or only partially filled out. you wouldn’t have bothered spending the money on equipment to take cute notes if you had known some giant would be sitting in front of you. how were you meant to write anything down when you couldn’t even see the damn board?
at first he intimidated you, how could you not be at least a little afraid of a man who stood at nearly twice your size? however, that intimidation quickly turned into pure irritation upon another day of more blank paper, and you were following him out of the room at the end of class before you had a chance to react.
“hey, you.”
ken turned around to see who was calling out to, who he assumed to be, him.
“oh, hey—“
“you’re switching seats with me tomorrow .”
“…why—?“
“because you’re way too big and i can’t see anything past you when you’re in front of me! and i am way too behind in my notes to even hope to pass anymore unless i get caught up!”
ryuguji stared down at you, who was oh so short and angry, while blinking silently as he processed the words being said to him. it was surprising how small you started to feel so quickly when he had to crane his neck down to make eye contact.
“we’re like, two weeks into the semester and you’re telling me this now? i would have moved if y’had said something sooner.” ken chuckled and placed a hand on his hip, leaning down to your height with the most smug look suddenly dawning on his features. you opened your mouth to respond, yet only a jumble of stutters fell off your tongue. the irritation had subsided, and the intimidation was back in full throttle.
“i'll tell you what,” he began, “why don’t you sit beside me tomorrow, and i'll share my notes with you so you can catch up.”
well,
you supposed that would work.
“my way of apologizing for bein’ ‘way too big.’”
…you really did need those notes.
“okay, fine. that’s fine.” with a small bow, you turned around to begin your route to your next class, eager to run away from the awkward conversation you’d stuck yourself in.
“thanks, um, tall…guy— whatever your name is.”
and as quickly as you came, there you went.
it was about to be a whole other problem when the next day rolled around, and you would discover ryuguji’s terrible handwriting.
༉‧₊˚. TAKASHI MITSUYA
— who is your favourite study buddy, and knows your cafe order by heart.
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the smell of freshly brewed espresso and slightly stale confections danced through the air, a comfortable aroma for mitsuya to sit in while he scribbled at a design that had been picking his brain all day. the headphones in his ears played some random pre-made lo-fi playlist as he sipped his coffee (—black, 2 sugars) that had long turned lukewarm, yet was just hot enough to warm his palm through the paper cup. the booth by the window he was slouched in was empty, save for him of course, and he waited ever so patiently for his classmate to join him and fill the space across from him.
the sound of the cheap bell above the cafe’s doors chiming alerted him that you had finally arrived, and he pried his attention away from his doodles to see you shuffling over to the spot you both had become perfectly familiar with, laptop in hand along with a knit hat and matching scarf keeping you warm from the autumn breeze.
“how late am i?” you plopped down in your seat, placing the tote bag hanging from your shoulder onto the seat beside you.
“probably,” he checked his phone, “twenty minutes.” mitsuya pulled his headphones down so they sat slack around his neck.
you groaned at his answer, you hadn’t meant to have gotten so hung up with club activities.
“i’m sorry, this stupid– festival is seriously giving us a run for our money. i didn’t even realize what time it was.”
takashi listened to you intently, nodding his head quietly as he pushed a small plate towards you; a croissant decorated in your favourite jelly, as well as a coffee cup similar to his own, the only difference being the mound of cream and sweetener inside yours.
the action had become so normal, you hadn’t even paid any mind to the way he would always order for you anymore, having your order ready by the time you arrived to meet him was just the usual.
mitsuya truly remembered the littlest details about your coffee order, from how thick you liked the foam on top to the temperature. not to mention his mental database of the variety of pastries you would eat alongside them.
“tell me about it. what’s your club doing again?”
he remembered, takashi just enjoyed the way you got so excited talking about it.
he listened to the way you rambled on, the way you so easily talked to him, how you could do it for hours, and not once would he be anywhere near sick of hearing the sound of your voice
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his child calls his male s/o ‘dad’ hcs ; almond cookie
requested by ; slowkib (21/04/22)
fandom(s) ; cookie run
fandom masterlist(s) ; hub | specific
character(s) ; almond cookie + platonic!walnut cookie
outline ; “Greeting! Not sure if reqest are open,, and if it is open so can i request almond cookie x male!reader dating headcanon? and mb after two years of dating, walnut accidently called reader like "hey dad can u help me with homework?" while reader and walnut were the only in the house lol”
warning(s) ; none, just fluff!
you and almond cookie had been together for just over two years and it was like you’d never left the honeymoon stage
the two of you were head over heels for each other and not ashamed to show it with open affection and such — even if almond tended to get a bit flustered whenever you kissed him in public
he uses very traditional pet names for you — think ‘honey’ and ‘love’ — but the ones that affect him the most are the more modern ones you use, like ‘baby’ or ‘hot stuff’
he refers to you as his husband to others despite the fact that the two of you aren’t even engaged yet — it’s just a habit of his he developed since he knew you’d get married eventually
he introduced you to his daughter after your one year anniversary, but he’d of course mentioned having a kid since before your first date
the meeting is slightly awkward at first but she quickly opens up to you and starts talking about everything her dad has told her about you — which mortifies your poor boyfriend
similarly you share how often her father gushes about her accomplishments, which makes her start beaming
then you ask her about the cases she’s been working on
and that was the start of a beautiful friendship — and almond couldn’t be any more relieved if he tried
so needless to say by the time you’ve started the process of moving in, you’re very close with young walnut and you have fostered a relationship that encourages fun and open communication
you’re not necessarily an extra parent yet, but you’re definitely a trusted adult and you’re happy to help her out whenever she asks or needs it
like you’ll pick her up from school whenever her dad is ill or swamped with work
you’ll stay over at theirs and make her food and play with her if almond is away or forced into working overtime
you’ll tell her stories and tuck her into bed at night — even when she insists that she’s not tired through yawns and heavy eyes
and you’ll help her with her homework however you can
all that to say that it wasn’t unusual for you to be home alone with walnut on a school night — her dad having just gotten off the phone with her a few minutes prior
but what was a surprise was when she called out to you whilst you were making her a hearty dinner, frustration emanating from her words as she sat at the table behind you.
‘i really don’t get it… can you help me with this equation, dad?’
and then the room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop
but you quickly regain your composure and respond with a quick ‘sure’ before moving the pan off of the heat and going to sit down beside her
she tries to apologise but you shush her and insist that you’re not upset, but you need to talk to her dad about if he’s okay with sharing the title
and you make a joke and she laughs and everything’s back to normal
you walk her through the equation she was struggling with then have a celebratory high-five and hug
you finish up dinner and both eat your share before you set aside a serving for your boyfriend
you watch a movie of her choosing
then you end the night with two chapters of her new book and a forehead kiss goodnight
and when almond gets home an hour or so later you greet him normally (with a kiss and a ‘hey babe’) and make him some dinner and discuss what had happened
he listens quietly and nods thoughtfully as he eats, considering for a good few minutes after you finish saying your piece before he speaks
‘are you comfortable being called dad by her?’
‘well, yeah but —’
‘then i have no issues with it. we can tell her the good news in the morning — this is really good by the way, honey.’
and that was that
you let her know and she was thrilled by the news — bragging about her two awesome dads when she gets to school, even
and you’re happy to be able to be a part of this wonderful family with your loving boyfriend and your amazing daughter
#sleepingdeath#male reader#male reader fluff#fluff#fluff hcs#cookie run fluff#crk fluff#crk x reader#cookie run x reader#almond cookie x reader#almond cookie fluff#walnut cookie fluff#platonic walnut cookie x reader
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Sibling headcanons with rui?
->𝐒𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬
Platonic! Older brother Rui Kamishiro x reader
Genre - fluff | Cw - middle school rui mentions, akito probably wants to explode you with his mind, cursing
Being Rui’s younger sibling includes….
Lots of annoyance. He can’t give you a full day of peace without bugging you. Even on your most peaceful day, expect some kind of trick around the corner.
Despite all that, you’re the only person in the world who’s free from testing out his experiments? Usually he’s only okay with others testing them when he knows there’s no safety hazard. But with you, he wouldn’t be able to live with himself if he was responsible for hurting his family in any way.
So don’t worry about being a test subject like Tsukasa!
However, that doesn’t exactly free you from all of his shenanigans.
Since you’re a first year in Kamiyama, you aren’t always around when some kind of explosion happens. But when you are and your brother successfully escapes, all the blame goes to you.
“(Name) Kamishiro, get a hold of your brother. We can’t do this every day, we might end up suspending both of you.” A teacher once said. You were baffled at the fact you were getting punished for his controversies.
“Rui fucking Kamishiro.” You muttered under your breath menacingly in response.
Yeah, when he got home that day he was basically a deadman. Since then he’s used Tsukasa as bait more often for his prank’s aftermaths.
Speaking of Tsukasa, his troupe loves you. You weren’t as close with Nene like Rui was, but she definitely preferred your presence over his on most days. Simply because you’re more low key in your eccentricity.
Emu loves you like everyone else, always so bubbly around you. At first, she referred to you as “Smaller Kamishiro”, taking a jab at Rui’s annoyingly tall height.
Tsukasa is kinda scared of you. Well- maybe scares isn’t the best word. He’s more… anxious around you. He knows you and your brother have similarities, and because of that he worries you’ll try to put him on a rocket ship or something.
“Are you sure Rui didn’t put you up to something? Rui! What did you you say???” He exclaims.
Your brother’s poor reputation continued with you. In junior high, you didn’t suffer nearly as much as he did, but definitely had some problems.
Some kids started clear of you since you were related to Rui, worried you were no different. But thankfully there were still some kids who had enough sense to understand… you weren’t your brother. You were your own person.
Rui was glad you found people like that, and silently cheered you on when he saw you with friends. While a part of him may have felt envious of you, he still wanted nothing but happiness for you.
Speaking of junior high, you guys weren’t as close back then. He wouldn’t flat out ignore you or anything, but he was definitely more closed off than ever. You worried often. It was hard seeing him so lonely, especially when he refused to leave his room when he was home.
The most you could do during that time was leave food at his door, sometimes a friendly note reminding him you’re there if he ever needs to talk. While to this day he never told you how much this meant to him, there was a mutual understanding it did.
If middle school was the lowest point of your bond, than high school was its peak. Despite the times you got in trouble for his shenanigans, you two still had a blast together most the time.
Akito fucking despised you as a duo. He didn’t mind you individually, but it was unbearable how you and Rui behaved together. Constantly pushing each other’s ideas until it got too crazy.
But what was too crazy for you and Rui was beyond crazy for Akito, he thought it was mental.
Speaking of… Rui’s oddly not as protective when it comes to you getting involved in relationships.
He thinks you should be able to date who you want when you want, as long as it wasn’t a criminal, he didn’t care. But if the situation called for it, he would get defensive of you until the other backed off.
He’s a great big brother, a pain in the neck sometimes, but overall a great brother.
#project sekai#pjsk#prsk#pjsekai#project sekai x reader#pjsekai x reader#pjsk x reader#prsk x reader#rui kamishiro#rui#rui kamishiro x reader#rui x reader#dor writes
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really weird question but we're teaching kids about phishing and scams and such at work and we want them to do an exercise where they lie on the Internet and as the master I was wondering if u had any fun lies about platypuses laying around and/or tips for the children :)
Oh!!!!!!!!! This is fun.
TIPS FOR LYING ONLINE:
If you don’t have a source make one up. I’ve sourced complete lies that are proven as lies if you click the article im “referring” to but nobody ever does.
Similar but different: the turning in a corrupted word doc because you didn’t finish your essay hack. Step one is providing a source no one will check. Step two is providing a source that could conceivably be checked but now gives you a 404 page, possibly due to how controversial the information is, possibly due to this being Lost Information from old internet.
What else. Inspect element is your best friend. Might be a little high concept for little ones. But the concept holds that the deeper a lie is embedded into something true the easier it goes down. When I made my fake omega covid news article I used the name of a real epidemiologist with a real twitter presence and I kept the side articles in my screenshot that were like Hoda Kotb shares her COVID experience and upcoming TODAY show guests and the other Real Articles that were published on the site. Iirc I took an article about James corden having covid and kept the shape of the surrounding paragraphs and then changed the relevant parts and stuck my lie in the middle. Which was more believable than whole cloth Making Stuff Up when I’m not an expert.
Kind of a mix of one and two but a text only lie is one that’s the easiest to clock as a lie because it’s the lowest effort and there’s no bolstering support (image). Related: an informative lie will raise more eyebrows than a reactive one. Saying “They blew up the chicken man last night” has people going. Source? Saying “oh my god I took a nap and now everyone is talking about the chicken man did something happen” “A MEMORIAL SERVICE? IN PHILLY?” more believable.
a Bad Lie:
Platypus are birds.
A better lie:
I was Today Years Old when I found out that even though platypus are mammals they can have babies with ducks 😳😳😳 5th grade science did me dirty!!!!! 🤣😂
If you’re Canadian you know this one but this is fun and silly for kids about misinfo :-) https://youtu.be/TijcoS8qHIE?si=VxSNlUrZ4VZEskur
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That’s all I got. Godspeed to our future generation of liars online 🫡
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How is that for a thank you ? || Eddie Munson x fem!reader (part. 2)
Pairing: Eddie Munson x fem!henderson!reader
Warning: 18+smut (minors dni), use of weed, swearing, mention of death, a bit of a spoiler for season 4 (fix-it fic)
Summary: part 2. to this. we finally get to the smut. ENJOY BABES
A/N: Sorry for the delay, I came back from holidays and it turns out that writing good smut in a language that is not your own is waaaay more difficult than I remembered. I'm quite the perfectionist so I took the time to craft something that I would not regret putting on the internet. hope you enjoy! don't forget to like/reblog/tell me what you thought about it blablabla. might write a part. 3 with good ole morning smut. we shall see. (friendly reminder: i am french so if you see mistakes or typos... no u didn't)
Tags: use of y/n, fem!reader, henderson!reader, reader is dustin older sister, reader saved eddie from the dermobats, and now she can’t sleep so she goes to him, you can guess what happens next, use of weed, swearing, mention of death, ennemies to lovers, mild smut in part. 1 (making out, hickeys, hair pulling), heavier smut in part. 2 (dirty talk, oral (both m and f receiving), rough sex, choking, pet names, hair pulling, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tape it!!) switch!eddie, switch!reader, dumbasses in love), angst, but also fluff and tenderness, Eddie has self-esteem issue because of his scars and reader conforts him, fix-it fic, season 4 ends very differently, reader is a theater kid and a Shakespeare fan, they make lotr references while fuckin SUE ME
Word count: 4.7k
Taglist: @thikkiesixx - @kiarabellerum31 - @chloebeansack
Eddie was dragging her towards his bedroom, their lips only parting when they needed to breath, their hands only leaving each other’s bodies to open the door and their breathing now in such perfect harmony that Y/N could swear that they were sharing a pair of lungs. She felt the back of her knee bump into Eddie’s bed and immediately sat, pulling the metalhead to her. One hand was on his cheek and the other, palming the promising tent that had formed behind his jeans. Of course he was big, she always had the instinct that Eddie Munson would not disappoint in this department.
“Easy, princess.” Eddie growled against her lips, dropping on his knees before her. “I have to give thanks to the valiant warrior that saved my mediocre existence from a certain death, remember?” His skillful hands rapidly unknotted the lace of her boots, removing them in a hurry. Once they were gone, as well as her socks, he planted a kiss on the sole of both of her feet. The act surprised Y/N by its deference and she shivered at the sight of a disheveled Eddie Munson, staring at her like she was a goddess. A pool of heat was forming in her underwear and she bit her lips, wordlessly calling Eddie to her. And he heard her. She refused to ask or to beg. She wanted to be in control but when she felt his hands casually finding their way to her thighs, she realized that this battle would not be an easy win. But fuck it. Defeat didn’t sound so dreadful now that Eddie was tantalizingly playing with the buttons of her jeans.
“For fuck’s sake, Munson!” She cried when he finally started to undress her, but always with a deliberately indolent pace. “If you don’t touch me now, I swear I’m going to leave you there and-“ She choked on her words. Without a warning, Eddie had ripped her panties from her body and parted her dripping fold with a single finger.
“You’re not going anywhere.” He panted, his face approaching her burning cunt. “Not when you’re so wet and warm and mine.”
Y/N did not had the strength to repress the moan that left her throat when she finally felt his tongue on her. She was no virgin, having already had a few boyfriends before, but this was different. Maybe it was because Eddie actually knew what he was doing, his tongue tracing unknown patterns on her velvety flesh. Maybe it was because he now lapped at her clit – fuck, she didn’t even had to help him find it - like a parched man. Maybe it was because he was genuinely enjoying the act, humming as Y/N bucked her hips, trying to create even more friction between his face and her slit.
“Patience, my dear.” Eddie chuckled at her eager reaction and he placed both of his hands of her hipbones to keep her still. His gentle pressure on her body was like electricity to Y/N. She gasped and, without thinking, her right hand let go of the sheets that she was clutching seconds ago to intertwine her fingers with Eddie’s. She acted on pure instinct and the look that he gave her, his boyish grin spreading to his soft dimples, made her shiver once more. She leaned her head back, muffling another moan as Eddie flattened his tongue on her core.
“Don’t.” He croaked between two feverish strokes and Y/N felt the vibration of his deep voice in every fiber of heir being. “Wanna hear you.” A kiss pressed on her thigh. “Want all of this shitty town to hear you.” Lips turned into teeth, kiss shifted into sting. “Let em’ know.” He was marking her, claiming her and the thought of her body carrying his print deepened the sudden wave of pleasure that shook her as she felt one of his fingers playing with the entrance of her cunt. “Let em’ know who got you drenched.”
“You’ll h-have to d-do b-better than that, Munson” Her back was arching so much that Y/N felt like she was on the verge of snapping. She thought she knew her body, how pleasure altered it but God, how wrong had she been. Because has soon as Eddie Munson swiftly introduced his forefinger into the blazing fire that was burning inside of her, nothing mattered anymore except him. “O-o-oh FUCK!”
Eddie chuckled against her sex and another finger joined the fun while he gently pressed a trail of sloppy kisses on the apex of her mount. “Better, princess?” But if Y/N sensed a touch of teasing, there was also a genuine warmth in his laugh and soon she was joining him in his merriment.
“Shit, Munson” The side of her face was pressed into the mattress, a mouth agape as her teeth pressed into her lower lip. The wave of euphoria that was threatening to take over her body sharper and sharper as Eddie persisting on making her feel in a way that had been unknown to her before this night. He was relentless, now three digits deep into her, curling them so that they could reach a very special spot that made Y/N feel like she might pass away from such pleasure. His tongue played with her clit with a ruthless dexterity and if the combination of the two hadn’t been enough, Eddie’s moans filled the air of the trailer, harmonizing with Y/N’s whimpers. “You really are a freak, aren’t you?”
“Trust me, doll, you ain’t seen nothing yet” Eddie’s husky voice was breathy and there was a form of natural authority in his tone that sent Y/N over the edge. Suddenly, everything was too much as a shattering tide took over her. She couldn’t see anything, she could only feel and feel and feel as the delirium turned her sobs into a cry. She heard Eddie, whose lips were back to the flesh of her tights and Y/N would have been incapable of discerning if she was actually hearing his voice or simply feeling the vibration of his shout into her body, translating the sensation into words.
“Fuck, princess, you’re taking me so well, you’re such a good girl, aren’t you? You got the sweetest pussy I’ve ever seen – shit – never, never gonna touch another one after – oh you got more ?- after you.” His fingers slowly exited her and Y/N cried at the lost touch. She suddenly felt empty and without thinking, she took the hand that had spent the last minutes inside of her cunt and wrapped her lips around Eddie’s soaked fingers. There was a surprising bitterness in her juices but Y/N didn’t have the time to examine it. Bluntly, a scent of smoke descended upon her and Eddie replaced his fingers with his lips.
“Fuck, that was the hottest thing ever.” He smiled against her and Y/N slightly parted her mouth, welcoming his tongue with her own. This kiss was almost kind, and for a moment, it was as though time had stopped.
Y/N’s entire body was ablaze, blurry from the aftermath of what had surely been the most powerful orgasm of those eighteen years spent on earth. But still, she knew that the show was far from being over and that after giving so much, her partner was more than deserving of a little reward. With shaky hands, she slowly pull herself back in a sitting position, breaking the kiss so that her face would be perfectly situated in front of her new focus point : Eddie Munson’s clothed erection.
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Eddie felt like he was in a trance. In all honesty, he had imagined, dreamed about and even jerked to this scenario multiple times. Y/N Henderson, the bane of his existence and yet the object of all his desires, no matter how borderline pornographic they were, slowly unclasping his belt, her half-hooded gaze fixed on him as she began to undo his zipper. He could have creamed his pants at this very picture. But nothing could have prepared him for what happened next.
She rolled down his jeans and boxer, leaving no room for imagination as his cock proudly stood, already leaking with pre-cum. He wanted her. God, he had wanted her for ages and he was just realizing it now. Eddie was beginning to comprehend that what he had mistaken for exasperation or annoyance was just pure desire. He sincerely believed that it was just anger that had made him dream about fucking Y/N on his Hellfire’s throne or in the back of his van or even against that damn wood table in the woods behind Hawkins High. But if Eddie Munson was angry when he was aggressively pumping himself to the thought of her bare ass against his pelvis, he was only angry at himself for not having the courage to actually do something about it. It could have been easy. Her little brother worshipped him, he didn’t need any excuses to hang out at her house and they even shared a couple of classes. But Eddie was convinced that Y/N would never see him in such a light. He had thought once that his attraction was one-sided, but boy, he couldn’t have been more wrong.
And like she was trying to prove his ignorance to him, Y/N slowly pressed her tongue on the palm of her dominant hand, licking it entirely and before Eddie could voice his surprise, this very hand was on his shaft and he was lost. There was no way he could go back to taking himself in hand now that he knew what it felt to have Y/N stroking his length, applying just the right amount of pressure and speed. The only that was missing was-
« Oh fuck-fuck-fuck. »
She had delicately wrapped her glossy lips around him and the sensation of ecstasy that was building inside him sharpened almost instantly. Her cock was gliding inside of her mouth, the tip finding its path all the way to her throat. She was taking him almost entirely and what couldn’t fit inside of her, she stroked it, leaving not one inch unattended.
« H-holy shit p-princess » He shuttered « Fuck, you got the face of a saint but the mouth of a-a - shit- a sinner. »
Y/N hummed with content and the vibration almost pushed Eddie to the edge. She parted her lips to speak but her hand refused to let go of his dick and her not-so-gentle ministrations continued.
« Wait ´till you see the rest of me. » she humored with a wink and before Eddie could jab back, she ran her tongue on his length, following the route of a particularly prominent vein on his underside. She was killing him. There was something unexpected about this, about the way she was seemingly enjoying this, finding pleasure in offering some to him. Eddie the freak Munson. Eddie the Banished. Eddie the idiot for whom she had been willing to risk her life. But now was not the time to dwell on the past, no matter how recent it was. A kiss, softly pressed at the base of his cock, brought Eddie back to a much more enjoyable reality. Y/N was alternating between stroking, licking and kissing every part of his being. She then engulfed him almost entirely and narrowed her cheeks, staring at him with a gleam that couldn’t let Eddie mistaken. She knew what she was doing. And she loved it.
« W-wait! Sweetheart, wait! » Eddie never thought that he would have to refrain his own hips from bucking into the mouth of a girl who was giving him what was definitively the best blowjob of his life (not that he had received that many, truth to be told). Y/N let him go from her lips with a distinct « pop! » and the gentle feeling of her shaky breath on his sensitive tip made Eddie shudder, again. « M’ never going to last if you keep doing that and tonight » He took her face between his hands, kneeling so that they were now both at the same level and he pressed a soft kiss on her forehead. « I want to » His lips were now on her cheeks, barely touching them. « Finish » Her jaw was next, and the kiss always more tender « Inside » Then, her nose « Of you ». Eddie had saved Y/N’s lips for last and if the tone of his voice was teeming with lust, his mouth seemed to be carrying a devotion that was almost chaste.
“C’mere, pretty boy” Her inflection was but a murmur but the urge behind it was more pressing than if Y/N had shouted it. Eddie wasted no time, their kiss deepening while he towered above her frame, one hand finding its way on the back of her neck while the other grasped one of her thighs, maneuvering her so that she would lay underneath him on a bed that definitely would soon be adorned with new stains. “I’ll be good to you if you’re good to me.”
“Is that a threat or a promise?” The metalhead chuckled, his nose pressed at the juncture of her neck and shoulder. Y/N giggled at the touch and Eddie made a mental note to find new ways to make her laugh afterwards because this sound was like a symphony to his ears. “I believe you’ll find out soon enough” She tilted her head to him, capturing his lips with hers and the laugh became a moan. Gone was the tenderness, only existed the need for each other. Y/N’s hands were now traveling from Eddie’s shoulders to his lower back, her fingernails gently grazing the fabric of his shirt. Once at the hem, she pinched the clothing between her fingers and started to pull it up.
“Wait.” Eddie blurted, his word an echo of the scene that had taken place a few minutes before. Only this time, his hesitation was not related to an imminent orgasm but it was due to what Eddie could best describe as a form of reticence, modesty even. Y/N probably felt it because her hands were suddenly framing his face with care. “Are you okay?” She inquired, her voice barely a whisper. “Did I do something… wrong?” There was no accusation in her tone, only a sincere concern that made Eddie’s heart twitch.
“No-not at all, angel.” He hesitated, trying to find the right words to accurately describe to Y/N what was going on in that somewhat crazy head of his. “It’s just that-“ Again, he paused, biting his lips as if that would provide some sort of inspiration.
“Hey” Y/N murmured, one of her thumb tracing delicate circles against the skin of his cheek “That’s okay, we don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to.”
“Oh, trust me sweetheart, I want to.” Eddie’s chuckle was almost a cry as he covered her hand with his. “I want you.” He pressed his lips into the palm of her hand, searching for courage in the subtle labyrinth of her lines. “I want you so much it’s actually driving me mad. But… But I’m afraid that you will not want me anymore if you see me without the shirt. You see, those fucking dermobats, they kinda took a few pieces of me before dropping dead. Like a little souvenir, y’know? Anyway, I was never picture perfect but now…” He sighed, closing his eyes. “I mean, those scars… They pretty bad.”
Y/N stayed silent for a moment and Eddie feared that he had ruined anything, like he always seemed to do, and that she would soon be running away from him. He didn’t dare to open his eyes, the hurt would be too intense if he saw the rejection in her eyes. Slowly, he felt her moving beneath him, removing her hands from his face and he flinched, preparing himself for the inevitable emptiness that would follow once she would have left the bed. But she didn’t push him away or wormed her way out. Eddie heard the distinct sound of fabric, he felt Y/N shifting and his curiosity got the best of him. He opened his eyes.
Y/N laid there, her shirt now on the floor of his bedroom. Naked. The perfection of her body left Eddie breathless. He had seen his fair share of the female anatomy, but most of it had came from magazines or porn movies. It was nothing compared to the pure realness of seeing her bare in his sheets. The soft curve of her stomach, the oh so enticing prospect of her breasts, the freckles that seemed to form an entire galaxy on her body and… the scars.
“I’ve got my share of souvenir from the Upside Down, remember?” Her hand found his again, only this time she placed it on her side, where a rosy wound had taken place. Eddie wanted to slap himself for forgetting that she had been there. That she had fought with him. Not only with you, but for you, he pondered. “I found it happens when you basically save the world.” There was a humor in her voice that was contagious, and Eddie found himself smiling. “And truth to be told, I always thought scars were extremely sexy.”
“Oh, really?” He teased, marveling at how prodigious it as that she had shifted the tone of the conversation back to a playful, flirty exchange.
“Totally dig that shit.” Y/N nodded enthusiastically. “Makes me feel like I’m about to fuck Aragorn.”
This time, Eddie couldn’t repress the burst of laughter that left his lips. Y/N joined him and in a minute, all of his inhibitions were forgotten. She, the girl of his (wet) dreams, was laying on his bed, naked, beautiful, comfortable enough to show her own scars to him and now she was making Lord of the Rings references? If there was a God up there, he was really on Eddie’s side.
“Well, in that case, can’t keep my Evenstar waiting, can I?” Eddie acted quickly, like he was ripping a band-aid off. Don’t think, just move. He tossed his shirt on the floor and winced at the feeling of his skin, bared and exposed. But before he could mumble any kind of apologies for his appearance, Y/N was pressing her mouth on his torso. With a gentle fever, she travelled across his damaged skin, pecking each of his flaws. She didn’t speak and Eddie was grateful for her silence, for he knew that she was conveying much more by her actions. She ended at the scar that was just below his left collarbone, where a creature had left a nasty scratch, disfiguring the tattoo of a demon that once spread there.
“Yup.” She hummed, almost as if she was speaking to herself. “Extremely sexy.” She pressed her nose in Eddie’s neck and the sudden intimacy of it was suddenly too much. He needed her, needed to be inside of her and his cock seemed to agree as it twitched against her. A soft moan escaped Y/N’s lips, quickly turning into a chuckle. “Is that Andúril in your pocket Munson, or you’re just happy to see me?”
“Jesus, Henderson, shut up!” Eddie giggled, shaking his head. There was no animosity in his voice, only warmth. And Y/N must have felt it as well, because she titled her head and with a wink, she simply answered “Make me.”
Their lips reunited once again, without a word. There was no need for it anymore, their bodies dancing in synchronicity, the constant caress of skin against skin resulting in a harmony of moans and whimpers. Eddie reached his hand to the nightstand, having still enough senses to remember that a condom would soon be necessary. Y/N stopped him, her grip gentle on his wrist.
“We don’t need to.” She smiled, and it was as if she was telling him a secret. “I’m on the pill.”
“Y-you sure?” Eddie almost choked, the thought of fucking her raw almost enough to make him burst like a schoolboy. Y/N lightly chuckled at his reaction, and she brought his hand back to her soaked cunt.
“I’m sure.” She whined as his fingers found the way to her clit. “Just fuck me Munson, I don’t think I can wait any longer.”
Eddie didn’t need any other words of encouragement. He took himself in hands, gave his throbbing cock a few strokes and positioned himself at her entrance. He searched for a gaze and Y/N gave him a quick nod before he plunged into her warmth.
Time stood still. Mouths opened in unison, bodies so deeply intertwined that it was as though they had never been apart. The atmosphere shifted and when Y/N finally spoke, after what felt like a blissful eternity, she pleaded his name.
“Eddie.”
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Y/N realized as she spoke that it was the first time that she was calling him by his first name tonight, and the sheer intimacy of it made her gasp for air. He was everywhere. He had always been a part of her, like a seed planted in the soil of her being, that had grown unbeknownst and that now stood haughtily. She couldn’t escape it now, not even if she had decided to flee this bed, this bedroom, this city. He would follow her no matter where she went. He would know how to find her. It was too late. It was ecstatically too late.
“Eddie, please, move.” Y/N implored, desperate for more. He was so deep inside of her, and yet that was not enough. But what could be enough with him? Would she ever be satisfied?
“Fuck, Y/N, you’re so tight.” Eddie groaned, pressing his lips against the flesh of her neck as he began to pull out, ever so slowly that Y/N felt like crying. “S-so tight and so wet and fuck baby, is all of that for me?” He slammed into her as the last word left his mouth and she sobbed instantly. He was even deeper now and it was like his cock was in her chest.
“S’all for you” Y/N rocked her hips against his pelvis, beginning a luscious dance. “Only for you, Eddie – shit, you’re so big, so good to me”
“M’never gonna last baby doll, fu-u-u-uck you’re clutching me so-o-o good, you’re such a good girl.”
The praise made her insane, years of searching for academic validation turned into a frantic urgency to please him, to make him say those words again. And Eddie clearly understood it by the way she moaned, head tilted backward, fingernails sinking into the skin of his back.
“Christ, does that turn you on?” His mouth was at her ear, lower than ever and yet louder than a storm. “You look insanely hot right now, makes me want to fuck you again and again and again.” He repeated, each word synchronized with his thrusts.
“Please” Y/N urged, on the verge of crying “Please don’t stop, don’t ever stop.”
“Your wish is my command, sweetheart.”
She couldn’t speak anymore after that. Words escaped her mouth like raindrops would flee from a thick cloud, begging to reach the ground. The pleasure was immense, unlike anything she had ever experienced before. His cock glided against the silky walls of her pussy with such swiftness, always crashing into that very special spot that made Y/N feel like she was about to inflame. She was grasping onto Eddie’s back with desperation, hunting for contact. His dick wasn’t enough, she needed to feel his lips on hers, she craved the touch of his hand on her neck, even the brush of his long hair, matted with sweat, against her skin was enough to make her howl.
“M’ almost there Eddie” Y/N cried as another wave of pleasure took over her, threatening to shatter her soul into a million pieces.
“I got you.” He pressed his thumb onto her clit, tracing excruciating circles against the blazing nerve. “M’ gonna make you cum, will you come for me sweetheart?”
“Oh fuck, yes, yes I will!” Hot tears sprung from her eyes but she felt no shame. She couldn’t be ashamed of how Eddie was making her feel, especially when he collected the drops with his plump lips, as if he was drinking the sweetest nectar. “Make me cum, please, Eddie. Wanna cum for you so bad.”
“Good girl” His thrusts became needier and the drenched sounds of his cock into her made Y/N moan with delight. “Christ, baby, you’re amazing, you know that? I can’t believe I get to fuck you, get to fill you up with my cum.”
“Fill me”” Y/N required in a growl “Mark me, make me yours.”
“You mine?” Eddie’s voice was peculiarly soft, a striking opposition to the rhythm of his body. “Cause I have to tell you, Y/N, I am yours.”
“Y-yes ! Yes, Eddie, I’m yours, I’m all yours!”
There was no point in denying it now. The truth laid bare and Eddie pulled Y/N against him for a kiss, somewhat tender despite the clash of tongue and teeth. Her vision blurred and a piercing flash of pleasure stroke her. She felt her walls clenching around Eddie’s dick, the juices of her orgasm wrapping him as he reached his own zenith a few seconds after her. He moaned her name and his dick twitched, his warm liquids painting the walls of her cunt. Their hips kept thrusting against each other, riding their common orgasm until the very end. They laid silent for a moment, once they had both given each other a taste of heaven. Eddie’s face was almost hidden in the crook of Y/N’s neck, still inside of her, his cock slowly softening. She was stroking his hair with one hand and his back with the other.
“That was-” Eddie finally spoke but Y/N ended his sentence “- out of this world”
“I was gonna say ‘amazing’ but that works too I guess” He chuckled against her skin and slowly pushed himself up and out of her. She winced at his exit and he pressed tender kisses on her sweat-covered skin. “I know, babe. But I gotta clean you up now.”
Eddie swiftly jumped out of the bed and started rummaging through and old drawer. Y/N gazed at how the subtle muscles of his back moved, delicate pearls of sweat adorning his pale skin, dousing him in an opalescent glaze. He finally paused and with a “Aha! Found it!”, he turned around, revealing the clean towel in his hand. Eddie returned to the bed, positioning himself between Y/N thighs and started his gentle ministrations. He was focused yet devoted and Y/N smiled at the sight of his tongue pointing out of his mouth while he tenderly removed the remains of his juices from her warm skin. He looked adorable and as soon as Eddie had finished cleaning the both of them, she wrapped her arms against his neck to bring him close to her.
“C’mere” She softly demanded. “Wanna hug you.”
“You do?” He appeared to be genuinely taken aback by her request and Y/N nodded, slipping one of her legs between his thighs to further the embrace.
“I do.”
I do want to hug you.
I do want this to be more than a one-time thing.
I do want you.
There was a lot that she was trying to convey with those two words, but she lacked the courage, for now. Eddie seemed to understand it and he pressed her frame against his body. His mouth pressed soft pecks onto her temple and Y/N hummed with content, sleep finally taking over her body.
“I’d walk onto Mordor for you, you know.”
His voice was barely a whisper and for a second, Y/N thought that she had dreamed it. But it was real and it was now.
“I know.” She closed her eyes, unable to look at him before she spoke again “And I’d do the same for you.”
“Oh, love, I think you already did when you turned up to smash those fuckin’ bats, looking sexy as hell while telling me I was a fuckin’ idiot.”
“Doesn’t matter.” Y/N smiled against his lips, giving him a gentle kiss. “I’d do it again. Even if you are a fuckin’ idiot.”
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Keeping up with the Todorokis or, just me observing the Todorokis in the various volumes: Volume 3
So this is nothing else but a collection of information, volume by volume, about what the Todorokis do in the story or which info are revealed about them and so on.
PREMISE
WHO ARE THE TODOROKIS STARRING IN THE VOLUME?
Todoroki Enji: Chap 24 to 25 (mentioned only, although he appears in the anime transposition)
Todoroki Shōto: Chap 18 to 26
WHICH ARE THE CHAPTERS IN THE VOLUME AND ARE THE TODOROKIS SHOWN IN THEM?
018. Heroes' Counterattack (逆襲のヒーローズ Gyakushū no HEROES) Shōto
019. All Might (オールマイト ALL MIGHT) Shōto
020. The World of Pros (プロの世界 PRO no Sekai) Shōto
021. In Each of Our Hearts (各々の胸に Onōno no Mune ni) Shōto
022. That's the Idea, Ochaco (そういうことね お茶子さん Sō iu Koto ne Ochako-san) Shōto
023. Roaring Sports Festival (うなれ体育祭 Unare Taiikusai) Shōto
024. Mad Dash and Knockdown (駆け上がれ蹴落として Kakeagare Keotoshite) Enji (Mentioned) - Shōto
025. In Their Own Quirky Ways (みんな個性的でいいね Minna Kosei-teki de Īne) Enji (Mentioned) - Shōto
026. Chase Down the Leader (立て追われる身 Tate Owareru Mi) Shōto
ALL THIS IN WHICH ANIME EPISODES IS TRANSPOSED?
012 All Might (オールマイト ALL MIGHT) Shōto
013 In Each of Our Hearts (各々の胸に Onōno no Mune ni) Shōto
014 That's the Idea, Ochaco (そういうことね お茶子さん Sō iu koto ne Ochako-san) Enji (Fantasy), Shōto
015 Roaring Sports Festival (うなれ体育祭, Unare Taiikusai) Enji (Mentioned), Shōto
016 In Their Own Quirky Ways (みんな個性的でいいね, Min'na Kosei-teki de Īne) Enji (Mentioned), Shōto
WHAT HAPPENS IN THE VOLUME?
CONTINUING FROM PREVIOUS VOLUME
U.S.J. ARC (Chap 12-21): Shōto, along with Bakugō and Kirishima, reaches where All Might is and help him fight the Nomu and Kurogiri, Shōto partially freezing the Nomu with a control of his ice (he managed to freeze the Nomu but didn’t freeze All Might despite the latter being close) that positively impress All Might.
He however tells them to keep out of the fight. Shōto though, points out how things would have been troublesome without his help and All Might agrees...
...but then beats up the Nomu, impressing Shōto, who agrees they’re not at ready for the level All Might is fighting at and suggest they’ll go help others. As the other teachers reach the place Shigaraki and Kurogiri leaves. The police witness that Shōto is among the unharmed kids and Shōto discover Hagakure was in his same area so, when he used his ice, he could have frozen her.
U.A. SPORT FESTIVAL ARC (Chap 22-44): The day after classes are cancelled. The day after it, Aizawa is back at school and informs Shōto’s class they’ve to prepare for U.A sport festival. At lunch Shōto overhear Īda and Uraraka saying All Might called Midoriya and Īda pointing out how Midoriya has similar super strength to All Might while Uraraka suggests All Might could have taken a liking to him.
Two weeks after, just before the start of the sport festival, Shōto approaches Midoriya pointing out how he’s stronger and more capable than him. Then he claims All Might got his eyes on Midoriya so he’s going to beat him.
‘Midoriya’
「緑谷」
“Midoriya.”
‘Todoroki-kun… Nani?’
「轟くん…… 何？」
“Todoroki-kun… What is it?”
‘Kyakkanteki ni mite mo, jitsuryoku wa ore no hō ga ue da to omou’
「客観的に見ても 実力は俺の方が上だと思う」
“Even looking at it objectively, I think I have better ability, above yours.”
‘E! ? U~tsuun…’
「へ！？うっうん…」
“Eh!? Uhu…”
‘Omae ALL MIGHT ni meekake rare teru yona.’
「おまえオールマイトに目ぇかけられてるよな」
“You're being watched by All Might, isn’t that right.”
‘!!’
「!! 」
“!!”
‘Betsuni soko sensaku suru tsumori ha nē ga…’
「別にそこ詮索するつもりはねえが…」
“I don’t particularly want to pry into that but…”
‘Omae ni wa katsu zo’
「おまえには勝つぞ」
“I'll beat you.” [Chap 23]
I didn’t transcribe the whole dialogue but Shōto’s way to talk contrast with Midoriya, who’s much more polite.
For start Midoriya refers to him as ‘Todoroki-kun’ where Shōto goes just for ‘Midoriya’.
Even if we don’t see it here, to say “I” Shōto uses ‘ore’ (おれ/俺), the tough, masculine, kind of rude way to say “I”, while Midoriya uses ‘boku’ (ぼく/僕), which is more humble, and to say “you” Shōto uses ‘omae’ (おまえ/お前) which either expresses the speaker's higher status, or a very casual relationship among peers where Midoriya goes for ‘kimi’ (きみ/君) which is the polite way to say you.
So Shōto is less polite than Midoriya and his words are clearly not nice, however he’s not super rude either. This will change later so I thought to point it out here.
Kaminari is impressed by how ‘the strongest of the class’ (aka Shōto) made a declaration of war to Midoriya and when Kirishima tells Shōto he shouldn’t pick a fight now, Shōto replies it’s okay since they aren’t pretending to be friends, here.
‘Nakayoshi-gokko janēnda nandatte iitaro’
「仲良しごっこじゃねえんだ何だって良いたろ」
“That’s not like we are playing close friends, so it’s okay.” [Chap 23]
Midoriya agrees Shōto is stronger but claims he won’t fall behind.
The first event at the sport festival at which Shōto takes place is the "Obstacle Course Race" (障害物競争 'Shōgai Butsu Kyōsō'). Shōto freezes the legs of the one next and ahead of him and becomes the "leader" (先頭 'Sentō'). He then faces the robots which were used during the entrance exam, freezing them so that they won’t be able to move and he’ll manage to get through… but he froze them in such an unstable position they’ll fall on whoever else will try to pass. Shōto still comments he wished U.A. had prepared something better as his "shitty old man" (クソ親父 'KUSO Oyaji'), aka Todoroki Enji, is watching.
Shōto, keeping the lead, then easily passes the second barrier, tailed by Bakugō, whom he notices is all fired up and wonders if Bakugō is a slow starter. Meanwhile the public is impressed by Shōto due to his Quirk and to how he’s athletic and perceptive. When they realize he’s the son of Hero Number Two, Endeavor (aka Enji) they find normal he’s so strong and assume the Pro will fight to have him as their sidekick.
Once Shōto reaches the minefield he understands it’s an obstacle made to put in disadvantage who’s leading. At the same time Bakugō reaches him, claiming he made his war declaration to the wrong guy, surpassing Shōto. The two fight for first place when Midoriya surpasses them. In order to get first place again, Shōto makes an ice path, aware it’ll help the others too, suspending his battle with Bakugō so that they both can chase after Midoriya who however manages to keep the lead and get first place in the race while Shōto is second.
Next up is the "Cavalry battle" (騎馬戦 'Kibasen'). MORE ABOUT THIS ARC IN THE NEXT VOLUME
All in all Shōto keeps on being fleshed out more and more, so that we get how an awesome aspiring Hero he is in terms of abilities and in terms of Quirk power but also of ability to judge situations… but we also view also how cold and competitive he can be, as well as how he is aware of his own abilities. Plus we are introduced to how he’s the son of Number Two, Endeavor, but also it’s hinted how it doesn’t seem there’s good blood between him and his father.
HOW ARE THE TODOROKIS DRESSED?
Todoroki Shōto is shown in his first Hero costume, in his school uniform and in his gym suit.
IS THERE MORE CONTENT ABOUT THE TODOROKIS?
Todoroki Shōto is among the students depicted on the cover.
Of course he's also among the characters depicted among the ones starring in the volume.
In the anime, in episode 14, when Aizawa says by taking part to the U.A. sport festival they might end up noticed by Heroes, they show an image of Endeavor.
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I have spent the better part of a year trying to convince my 9-almost-10 year old* that hell isn’t a swear, bc whenever I say it she and her friends all go THATS A SWEAR PHURB** and I have to say no it’s a place*** not a swear. Fast forward to late august and my 9-almost-10 year old has picked up the habit of demanding, with much ferocity and venom, “what the hell?” whenever anything mildly frustrating happens and today I was like stop swearing**** and she hit me with the Hell Is Not A Swear It’s A Place which like damn… u got me kid … hoisted by my own fucking petard…. what the hell indeed*****
* she turns 10 next month and if you refer to her as a nine year old she will VERY angrily correct you to tell you she’s actually almost ten
** the kids’ nickname for me
*** they know I have a degree in religion, we talk about it a lot, my kid is comically anti-christian but accepts my argument that it’s still a place even if you don’t believe it’s a real place (which many people don’t!)
**** I don’t actually mind her swearing at all, I think it’s very funny and in fact I encourage her to use the words she wants, however I feel like sometimes I do have to be the responsible adult who at least reminds her to be mindful of what habits she forms, yknow how it is
***** it doesn’t sound like a swear when I say it, but she sure as fuck makes it sound like a swear when she uses it
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Assorted ML Headcanons pt. 2
Once again, adding a read more early in because this thing is like five times longer than pt. 1
Juleka has Dyslexia
The long-sleeved shirt Alix wears with the snakes on the sleeves has some sort of inappropriate band name or slogan on the front, so she wears that weird tank top thing over it to avoid getting dress-coded.
Alya keeps trying to find an “our show” to watch with Marinette, but Marinette keeps caving into temptation and watching ahead on her own. So Alya starts choosing only new shows that are currently airing, but if they don’t hang out the day the episodes come out, Marinette will still watch them. They mostly do movies now.
Kagami is great at drawing realism, and can gorgeously render her real life references, but she’s unsatisfied with her work because what she’s really interested in is stylized art. She wants to develop a beautiful manga-like style, but whenever she tries to draw fictional characters, it ends up looking more like anime George Washington than the picture in her head. She’s further discouraged by people praising her realistic art, feeling pressure to keep doing what she’s good at over what she actually likes
Adrien was an Animal Jam kid
Chloe is inflicted with We Can’t Let People Know We Have Interests. She hears Alix and Mylene chatting about some popular sitcom she also likes in class, but as many times as she could’ve butted into the conversation, she can’t make it happen. On her way to lunch, Sabrina got stuck talking to Max and Rose about their Animal Crossing islands. Well Chloe’s is super cute if she can say so herself,,, no, she couldn’t say anything at all. Hurry up, Sabrina. Chloe knows that classic anime is the fastest way to Adrien’s heart, but she can’t bring herself to strike up a conversation about it. Isn’t being a weeb cringe? Not that Adrikins could ever be cringe- I mean- uh-
Sometimes Luka gets stuck in customer service mode after work and uses The Voice around his friends. At band practice, he introduces the next song into the mic, and Nino’s like, “are we about to hear rock music or phone line hold music?”
Astruc implied that Nath wasn’t in the Christmas special because he’s Jewish, but Mylene and Ivan weren’t there either, and ofc nobody asked about them, so headcanons! Ivan is Eastern Orthodox, so his Christmas isn’t on Dec 25th, and Mylene believes in certain spiritual stuff, but doesn’t participate in any organized religion or specific denomination.
Rose used to do ballet, but she stopped because her time in the hospital made her fall too far behind. She still likes dancing, and has a good feel for it because of ballet, but she prefers modern styles now.
Alix was named after her dad. If she was born a boy, she’d be Alim Jr., but since she’s a girl he changed one letter.
Marc forces Nath to get out of the house, get vitamin D, interact with other people, and exercise, but Nath returns the favor by bugging Question Marc about his posture, especially while they’re working.
Zoe’s “one and only good friend” from New York who wrote I ♥️ U on her shoe wasn’t a platonic gal pal at all.
Kim is colorblind, but he doesn’t know it
Mylene has that “not now, sweety. Mommy’s cyberbullying the mayor” t shirt
Alya learns that Hawkmoth reads the Ladyblog, and since he knows her identity but the public doesn’t, she hides passive aggressive “fuck you” jabs in her posts.
Alya putting the greater good over journalistic integrity by intentionally spreading misinformation on the blog if the team needs it. She’s staged a “candid” photo of LB with Marinette in the background after a close call. She “mistakenly” misreported the powers of a couple new villains as being brainwashing when they actually did things like grant wishes or were literally made of money so that people wouldn’t go after them and make them harder to defeat. She and Marinette set up “exclusive” semi-scripted interviews with the zodiac heroes where they told made-up origin stories so that Hawkmoth wouldn’t trace the compromised heroes back to their whole class or friend group. Alya is prohibited from typing the word “kwami”.
Luka has synesthesia and actually hears music when he sees people
Markov pretends to not have certain functions out of laziness. “Can you look this up?” I’m not a search engine (he’s not, but he has instant access to one). “Can you scan this document for me?” No. “Can you send my paper to the printer?” No.
He also pretends to be more advanced than he actually is. “Hey Markov, can you-” I am downloading your private browsing history as we speak. “Wh- you can’t do that!” I already did. Now I’m hacking into your Twitter account.
Markov likes to plays dumb and take everything literally. He understands jokes and sarcasm just fine, but enjoys a bit of trolling. He responds to idioms like Amelia Bedelia. If someone makes a joke with a euphemism, he pretends to be totally innocent. He says that Max put parental controls on him, but that’s a lie.
Everyone thinks Alix is an extrovert, but she’s actually an introvert. She’s very sociable, but hanging out too much wears her out, and she needs a lot of quiet or alone time to recharge.
Everyone thinks Marc is an introvert, but he’s actually an extrovert. He spends a lot of time in private, but that’s mostly because he’s shy, anxious, and afraid to leave his comfort zone. When he does, though, he gets that extrovert buzz.
The Sandboy kid, the Risk froggy kid, and the Kuro Neko cat girl based on Rhythm are all besties. Writing this reminded me of that kids’ book series called The Familiars about a blue jay, black cat, and frog.
Until he finally shows up again in the show, hc that the Sandboy kid is named Jay
Adrien is jealous of his friends’ ability to express themselves. He thinks about how he’d dress if not for his father and the brand. Would he dress alternatively or go for some aesthetic? Would he want to look rebellious or preppy (but not in a default Sims kind of way)? He doesn’t actually know, but wishes he could try stuff out.
Jalil is a cataphile (someone who explores the forbidden parts of the Paris catacombs, which is basically all of them except for the tiny tourist stretch, as a hobby). He goes with his friends, and brings Alix with him frequently. She’s practiced her spray painting skills down there.
Kagami and Juleka bonding over their affects and how their tone of voice doesn’t reflect how they actually feel, but from an outside perspective it just sounds like the most monotone conversation ever
Each of the doodles on Zoe’s shoes in canon corresponds to one of her friends and has a deeper meaning, even if it’s just a little inside joke. Okay real talk I need this lore in canon. We haven’t seen them super zoomed in and from all angles, but there are clearly individual, unique drawings on them.
Alya and Nino low-key had feelings for each other before Animan, but they were in denial and didn’t really take them seriously until then.
It started when Nino left school one day with sort of fluffy hair and a bit of bang, but came back the next morning with a buzz cut, and Alya was like huh he still looks cute somehow
Rose makes good tea and Nath makes good coffee
Mylene has a vegetable/herb garden on her balcony and rooftop. Her bedroom is also packed with potted plants. The air is so crisp.
The whole group has one big shared Minecraft server where they live in the same ever-expanding village together
Chloe likes those resource management mobile games where you run a cafe or build a kingdom or something
Nathalie plays video games in private, especially after she got sick. Gabriel doesn’t know. She usually buys whatever’s most popular lately, and prefers adventure games.
Ladybug explains the plan to her team and asks if they have any questions. Every time, they makes a point to ask the most off-topic questions possible. “What’s your favorite color?” Take a wild guess, buddy. (Saying pink might compromise her identity) “if you put a miraculous holder under a hydraulic press, would they die?” What the fuck? I don’t know, we’ve never encountered that problem and hopefully never will. Like, probably? “Who was your top artist on Spotify Wrapped?” That’s a secret (obviously Jagged). “If doing it would lead to instant world peace, would you rather kiss Hawkmoth or Gabriel Agreste?” Everyone shut up. Shut up. The villain is getting away.
Rose collects everything for her scrapbooks. Receipts, ticket stubs, stickers, brochures, you name it, tucked between photos of her hanging out with friends. “Hey, what was that cafe called that we went to last fall-” she has it all documented.
Adrien reads Marc and Nath’s ladynoir-centric comics laying on his stomach on his bed with his hands under his chin kicking his feet in the air and giggling
Once they made a comic with Carapace as the main character, and Nino was like omg THANK YOU :’-) and they’re like huh didn’t know he was such a big fan
Marc and Nath scrap the majority of their original concepts because they don’t want to give Hawkmoth any ideas. The angst stories and dangerous villains don’t make it to publishing so that Hawkmoth won’t copy them if he sees them. A lot of their villains are either real ones or original ones whose powers are fun but useless to Hawkmoth’s goals.
At the same time, sometimes Hawkmoth coincidentally makes villains similar to something the boys have already done, except Worse, like the trashiest bootleg equivalent.
LB: Rena Rouge texted me that someone just got akumatized over losing a chess tournament. CN: I wonder what their power is. Hey, this reminds me of that one comic issue with the chess villain. LB: oh yeah, The Grandmaster. She had that tall crown based off the white queen piece with the flowing robes, and she turned the whole city into a giant chessboard! We and the other heroes could only take turns moving across city blocks based on the piece role she assigned us. We had to let some of our friends get captured, but we managed to pull off a checkmate and break her akumatized crown. What if that story is about to become reality? The actual villain Gabe made: my name is The Bongcloud Opener. Everyone I touch turns into a giant lifeless pawn piece, and I look like a sentient checkered Van.
Kim has been blocked and unblocked from the group chat maybe five separate times for spamming memes
The “y’all watch bob l’éponge?” Tweet except it’s Zoe in New York
Chloe once had and maybe even still has a crush on Alix, but she doesn’t even really realize it because she has a severe case of comp het. Alix sees it, though. Of course, Alix is aro, so Chloe didn’t stand a chance regardless of her bullying. Alix uses this immoral opportunity to mess with Chloe as much as possible.
Everyone makes jokes about how Chloe is both gay and homophobic, but Adrien’s like oh sweetie you have to deal with those internalized problems
Rose got into embroidery, and she got Ivan into it too so that they could make punky battle jacket-like patches for themselves and their friends. They aren’t very good yet, but the shaky needlework is kind of charming.
Nino tells Adrien that his dad has such objectively horrible taste, anything he actually likes must be terrible. His designs? Ugly. His decor? Depression-inflicting. His “friends”? Assholes. The food he orders his private chef to cook? Unseasoned. Another time, Gabriel approaches Nino who came to his house to pick up Adrien, and tells him that he was genuinely impressed by Nino’s DJ work at his last fashion event. Nino shrivels up inside.
Anarka lets the kids try alcohol at home. Juleka thinks everything she’s tried is nasty unless it was drowned in fruit and sugar, but Luka thinks it’s okay. When Anarka gets wine, they try it together, and Luka tries to do the pretentious wine critic thing, but he can’t actually tell the difference between the types the way his mom can.
Y’know that hoodie Marc was wearing in his early concept art with the logo that’s a clear parody of Nirvana? Nath totally stole it from him and sleeps in it.
Marinette is Not Okay during exams week. She stresses tf out and gets like no sleep yet somehow still does exceptionally well
Everyone is suddenly ride or die during exams week. Tom and Sabine supply the kids with snacks while Max is compiling all the algebra formulas they might need to memorize into a Quizlet, Sabrina is trying to come up with mnemonic devices to help with physchem, and Adrien is doing a review lecture of the French readings like he’s on a podcast.
Marc folds cranes when he’s anxious
In the last post I wrote that Alix and Nath dyed their hair and did the messed up cuts together. Alix re-dyes hers more often to make sure it stays neon hot pink, which involves bleaching it the second her roots start showing, or else she hates it. Nath only re-dyes his when it starts looking really bad in that awkward phase with the faded color and long roots. Because of this, Nath maintains sooomewhat healthy hair, but Alix’s is fried. She doesn’t have to use as much hair gel or extra-fry it with a straightener now because it pretty much stands up on its own. It feels like straw. Juleka wants to scream every time she sees Alix has made it worse.
Rose makes cute contact names with a billion emojis for everyone in her phone
She has Juleka as “Juleka🦇🎸💜💘” [bat, electric guitar, purple heart, pink heart with an arrow], so she was offended when she found out that Juleka has her as “Rose”.
Turns out that Juleka doesn’t even make contacts for most people at all. The home screen of her text app is full of conversations with people who are just their phone number or “maybe: [name]”. The Kitty Section group chat is her, “Rose”, “Smurf”, and *Ivan’s phone number*
Speech and debate club Mylene
Marinette made all sorts of cute things for the kwamis under the guise of the dollhouse project. It started with the “dollhouse” being a temporary hiding place for the miracle box, but then she started making tiny clothes and furniture for the kwamis to play with, and wherever anyone asked she’d say she’s just gotten into making miniatures as a hobby. Fancy, decorative dollhouses used to be a big flex in Western Europe, after all, but this one is more like the one from the Borrowers.
Kagami has a traditionally Japanese bedroom arrangement with a futon that she puts away in the morning. The first time Adrien was in her room, it was during the day, and he’s like where the fuck is your bed
The girls play the wholesome fuck, marry, kills about the guys at their sleepovers like the "get them randomly assigned as your lab partner for a whole semester, get trapped with them on a broken elevator for ten hours, they’re your employee trainer for your new job at McDonalds” one from that one tumblr post
Kim tries to get the guys to play Truth or Dare at sleepovers, but they don’t really want to, reminding Kim that he legally can’t be involved in dares since Timebreaker. He makes them “play” anyways, but they can only do Truth, and the guys respond to each question with some smartass answer. They find loopholes in Kim’s wording like genies until they bully him into quitting/until it’s his turn.
Max and Alix got that 5D Chess game on Steam as a joke, but after messing around with it, they started really getting into it and taking it seriously
Adrien’s friends seeing his dad as cartoonishly villainous is already canon. They start a tabletop RPG campaign, and the major antagonists are suspiciously one-to-one with Gabriel, Nathalie, and the Gorilla.
Everyone jokes about dressing up as Gabriel, the scariest monster, for Halloween. Nobody actually does, but on a separate occasion, Kim tries to get Ivan to dress up as Gorilla and Nath to dress up as Nathalie and video call Kim from his tablet. Kim, dressed as Gabriel, takes the call from a remote room. Then, they break into Adrien’s house because that’s just what his friends do for fun, and they’re pretty much experts at this point. Nath tells Adrien his father needs to have a word with him, turning on the tablet to reveal Kim, who tells him, “Son. I need to have a word with you”.
Zoe and Marc are best friends, and Ivan and Luka are best friends. I think (?) this may be canon, but they’ve never actually said it.
Ivan is The Realest to Luka, like in Crocoduel when everyone was planning to manipulate him, Ivan stuck up for him. Also Luka explicitly hates liars and Ivan is physically unable to tell a lie. They make each other playlists and write lyrics together. The two of them have one of those Spotify Blends separate from the four-person Kitty Section one.
I feel like Zoe and Marc are a year below Marinette’s class, like they just give off younger sibling energy. As classmates, they spend more time with each other than with the rest of the group. In Gabriel Agreste, when Zoe manipulates Jean-Biblespoilers, she calls Marc afterwards instead of Marinette or Mylene or anyone else. They are wlw mlm solidarity. Ms. Mendeleev brings up a partner project and they look at each other like that Nicki Minaj Only meme with the Veggietales characters. They talk shit in really fast and informal English so that their classmates don’t understand them.
Rose’s sandals have a pink circle on the sole that isn’t positioned in a way for it to be the anchor between the sole and the rest of the sandal. It reminds me of this old Sketcher’s line called Bella Ballerina where the shoes had a round, spinning piece that you could balance and twirl on. Since Pigella’s design is inspired by ballet, I hc that Rose’s shoes also have that spinning piece.
Alix spreads historical misinformation to Jalil, who eats it right up, because it’s hilarious. Just trust me bro, I’m Bunnyx.
On the other hand, Jalil being like Ronaldo from Steven Universe by making absolutely insane conspiracy theories that happen to be 100% correct, and Alix is like shitshitshit how does he know??? Do I need to cover this up???
Kim is a great ally, and maybe even questioning, but he’s so confused all the time
Juleka tells him she’s a lesbian. Now she’s obviously French, but he’s pretty sure her mom is Scottish, and Jagged is a native English speaker. Is there some secret little island nation in the UK called Lesbia that he’s never heard of before?
Max: whoa, Nath, you’re ambidextrous? I didn’t know that! Kim: uh, dude? What rock have you been living under? He’s been with Marc for like five months
Zoe: don’t you think that girl over there looks a little, y’know, *limp wrist* Kim: you’re stereotyping someone based on their appearance and judging them? Wtf, I didn’t expect this from you. Zoe: uh, what? I’m wondering if I should ask for her number.
While Alix is gone, the kids fill in her place by putting her hat on and pretending to be her. What would Alix say if she were here? They try to copy her mannerisms while wearing it.
Y’know that one post I made about the true power of the rooster miraculous being that the holder can do anything they and the people around them believe they can do? Hence the concept of “pretension” as in pretending to be something you’re not, and the power of “sublimation” as in impressing people as well as turning something solid into vapor, like how the power is solid as long as people believe it but turns to vapor if they don’t. Yeah, that.
I feel like all the kids were Warrior Cats role players or the like at some point in their lives, even the “cool” ones, and some of them probably still are
I also feel like all of them would be good at grilling. I think every single one of them would be capable of making a great steak if they put their mind to it
All the Ace Attorney-like full name puns among the major cast are intentional in-universe:
“Anarka Couffaine” isn’t her given name; it’s a rock star stage name she came up with (Anarka=anarchy, acouphènes=tinnitus), but she changed it legally. When she had the twins, she gave them names that end with A to keep the acouphènes pun.
The Lavillants have that last name by coincidence, but when they had Rose, they intentionally chose the name Lavillant, Rose (la vie en rose, life in pink) to wish her a happy, ideal life
Mr. Anciel is an immigrant, and changed his name to be more westernized and easy to pronounce by French speakers similarly to Sabine. I’m thinking his given name had “Sun” in it and he was like, y’know what’d be so funny… which is how Marc Anciel (arc en ciel=rainbow) and any potential sibling(s) ended up being named after things “in the sky”.
I’m not applying this to Kim Ature ‘cause that’s not his canon name even though apparently one of his dads is Mr. Ature
Subcategory for family headcanons, but some of them are sad :(
Mylene has a mom who is black. She and Fred are happily married, but she’s usually pretty busy with work, so they mostly see her at home.
Rose has a bio mom and dad who love her very much, but they can be a little overbearing due to her illness and have trouble seeing her as not a little kid anymore. They don’t really get all that punk rock stuff she likes, but huh as long as she’s happy.
Alix had a mom, but she died a couple years before Origins. Jalil took after her while Alix took after their dad. Alix didn’t take it very well for a long time, but she’s better by the time this school year started.
Max’s dad died when he was very young, so he was pretty much raised by Claudie
Nino and Chris’s parents are divorced. It happened after Nino’s older brother died. (How much of this is canon? The Lahiffe lore is such a middle-of-the-iceberg thing, but apparently they’ve been putting off writing it into the show since season 2? Like can they please just explain it?)
The Cesaires have basically adopted Nino anyway
Nino used to bully tf out of Chris, but now he has to take on a more responsible role as an older brother, so he acts more mature.
If Kim’s last name is Le Chien, but he has two dads, Mr. Le Chien and Mr. Ature, does that imply that they’re divorced and Mr. Le Chien has custody? Maybe Kim is Mr. Le Chien’s biological kid from a previous relationship, perhaps with someone named Nguyen, and Mr. Ature is a stepdad? Sure, hc that they’re fiancés, and Kim accepts his soon-to-be stepfather as a dad.
In which case, hc that Kim is fully Vietnamese, but the stepdad is French
Nath’s family isn’t very cash money :(
Ivan has a pretty large family compared to everyone else. Lots of siblings and close extended family.
Sabrina’s family is Irish. Tbh this isn’t inspired by her being ginger so much as her miraculous being based off a piece of Celtic jewelry which I only learned after the official website made me Google what a torc is.
Is Marc the only major POC character who doesn’t have a canon ethnicity? I think he is… someone with a Twitter ask Astruc about this for me. I saw people hc him as Latino which is very valid, but I always assumed he was Asian. Hc that his mom is Chinese and his dad is Korean. Until canon proves or disproves me, I hc that the Sandboy kid is his brother.
I love the semi-popular hc that Marc and Marinette are cousins. I will hold on to it until canon proves it right or wrong, although if it’s true then I feel like they would’ve said so already. In this case, Shu Yin would be Marc’s mom. Since she lives in London and he lives in Paris, she and the dad would be divorced. Considering how the DPCs talk about her,,, it’d be no wonder. It happened recently, and Marc only moved to Paris from London in late season 2, which is why Marinette was already friends with him and checking in on him despite him appearing out of nowhere.
Marinette growing up hearing “you should be more like Marc. He’s so organized and dedicated” while Marc’s hearing “you should be more like Marinette. She’s so outgoing and ambitious” and they’re both like shut uppp
When they played pretend as little kids, the plot lines were always so complex. And each time they saw each other, they picked up from where they left off
The same way Roland is shown to be bigoted by having him be uncomfortable with everything that’s not super outdated, Shu Yin is shown to be bigoted by simply hating everything that inspires love and sparks joy
I need to meet canon Shu Yin at some point
Subcategory for the kids interacting with their kwamis after they become permanent holders. The pronouns I used for the kwamis aren’t my headcanons so much as me dealing with the “canon” ones being different across every dub.
Sometimes Kim forgets that Xuppu exists which allows him to get up to trouble on his own. Kim uses only the worst lies and most incomprehensible bs to explain the mischief Xuppu caused, but his dads are like eh, just Kim being Kim *shrug*. Kim is proud of himself for being so smooth about it but nobody has any clue what he just said.
Kim gets Xuppu going about something and then uses his rambling as background noise to help him concentrate better
Roarr annoys Sass for sport
Roarr is a big fan of the music Anarka tends to blast at an unhealthy volume on the Liberty. Juleka makes him playlists of songs she thinks he’d like, partially because sitting down and listening to them through an earbud prevents him from bouncing off the walls 24/7.
Sass low-key hates it here, but he has saintly patience and loves Luka, so he acts like he’s having a great time around him. Anarka’s immature behavior ticks him off sometimes, but he’d never tell him that.
Sass getting Luka to focus on things that benefit him instead of putting other people first all the time
Max builds Markov an update that allows him to actually see and talk to Kaalki. Maybe with the help of some magic alien technology sent over by Olympia and Aeon as a favor between superheroes.
Kaalki has a hard time believing that researchers and inventors can be glorious and famous until Max catches her up on the exponential growth of technology during the last ~200 years she spent inactive. Sure, Kaalki’s seen phones and computers, appliances, cars and planes, all that since becoming active again, but she never stopped to think about the humans who made all this stuff possible.
Kaalki having a “yassify Max” agenda vs Max trying to explain what light/dark academia is and that the vintage look is very much on purpose. Also Kaalki being the devil on Max’s shoulder trying to convince him to make more bad decisions, and he’s like that’s okay, Kaalki.
He gets on her case for backseat gaming too much, so she tries to only cheer him on when he plays, but with her prim and proper way of speaking it sounds absolutely hilarious. “Desecrate him, love! Yes! Absolutely fantastic execution!” It gets worse when she starts picking up on gamer lingo.
Daizzi tells Rose that they miss the little hats Ladybug would make them and Rose is like don’t worry I got you and pulls out her craft supplies
They have little tea parties together
Mullo bugs Mylene because they think it’s hilarious, and at first they get to her, but then she grows a tolerance to the pranks and jokes, and eventually starts to get revenge. Mullo will change Mylene’s phone alarm to horror monster heavy breathing audio and Mylene will just pull an air horn out from under her pillow and set it off in Mullo’s face.
She sprays water at them with a spray bottle like a naughty cat when they’re up to no good.
Orikko has very sophisticated tastes. When Marc asks what to feed him, he asks for caviar toast followed by truffle bouillon with a main course of wagyu steak and a gold leaf-covered pastry for dessert. Marc’s like yeah no give me something I can buy with the comic book money. Popcorn? Sunflower seeds? He’ll get a boxed sandwich from Carrefour, plate a tiny piece of it like it’s from a Michelin rated restaurant, and lie.
If Orikko could’ve chosen any holder he’d have gone with Adrien
On day one, Nath gives Ziggy some kiddy paints and construction paper while he’s working on the comic, and she dips her little hooves in it and starts finger-painting a picture that looks like something a little kid would make. When she’s done she’s like, “hey, look! I made a picture of you!” :) And Nath’s like aww that’s so cute :) Later, she tells him she’s been trying to catch up with all the contemporary and modern art movements she missed. She’s more comfortable with renaissance art. Anyways, here’s an indistinguishable study of a Rembrandt painting she made.
Nath regrets teaching Ziggy how to use his computer. She learns quickly and somehow gets into every piece of media with a reputation of being cringe. Nath is jumpscared awake by Ziggy playing FNAF in the middle of the night, and when he tells her to turn that off, she shows him her Michael Afton fan art where she made him way more attractive than he likely is in canon. He opens Spotify Daily Mix 1 expecting the usual ten-minute-long songs that are at least 30 years old, but his algorithm has been invaded by hyperpop. He opens his art program to find that Ziggy made a whole Baroque style painting on a single layer. He notices his Minecraft playtime has risen an inhuman amount, and after spending forever loading the server, finds a ridiculously detailed replica of Versailles. He opens his notebook and finds doodles of Among Us crewmates. She sleeps on an amoung pequeño plushie.
Sabrina and Barrk watch corny reality TV together and Discuss. They sit on the couch with a bag of peanut butter chips and comment on everything that happens. “I can’t believe that arrogant jerk got the last rose instead of that really sweet guy. Did you hear what he was saying behind The Bachelorette’s back?” “Why did they send home the only drag queen who actually did something super original while some of the other ones barely even followed the prompt? The judges are so biased.” They talk back and forth really fast, too.
Ivan gets Stompp to critique his poetry. They don’t know much about this stuff, but when they have an opinion, they tell it how it is.
Sometimes Stompp suggest taking a bit of a Machiavellian approach to Ivan’s problems and Ivan’s like, dude it is NOT that serious.
Nino and Wayzz have opposite tastes in everything. Wayzz likes green tea while Nino thinks it’s too earthy and prefers energy drinks that practically turn your piss into acid, to Wayzz’s horror. Wayzz likes minimalist decoration, neutral colors, and natural sunlight, but Nino’s room is full of neon colors, a million posters, and LED strip lights. Nino likes EDM, but Wayzz can’t see the appeal and prefers relaxing instrumental music, which bores Nino. They don’t look down on each other for liking different stuff, but it’s hard to live so close together and be so different.
They discover that they both like lo-fi and chillhop music. Nino empties out one of his larger desk drawers and converts it into a personal space for Wayzz, who is independent and values privacy. He decorates it the way Wayzz likes and threads some lantern string lights in there.
Here’s a pound it for reading the whole thing! You deserve it, whew!
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hello!
so hi I’m Bon-Bon! Umm… u can ask me things… and idk what to put here
ask box is titled: press this to interact
Ask box is always open!
(ooc: I’m bored and here is a few details:
I’m a minor
my time zone is in Missouri
my main blog is @concerned-wet-floor-sign-bot
Bon-Bon is a boy if anyone forgot or didn’t know that.
there is a blog for Bonnet it’s run by me as well and it is @ask-the-handpuppet-bonnet
In this Bon-Bon is the friendly one and wud never hurt a fly quite literally unless he has a really good reason to.
Bon-Bon doesn’t usually get a say in what happens example he never wanted to be a part of enard and he also never wanted to scoop Michael he actually wanted Michael and all the other night guards to leave alive.
My version of Bon-Bon has a small fear of FT Freddy mostly from his loud echoing voice and large size but also from when he used to throw him down long hallways and he would land on the floor, and also FT Freddy is reasonably a very scary character and animatronic, But don’t get it wrong they are genuinely good friends.
Bon-Bon sometimes refers to Funtime Freddy as “my psychotic bear of a friend” and “the smaller but scarier version of a polar bear” and rarely “the closest thing I have to legs”.
Bon-Bon knows pretty much everything about FT Freddy.
Bonnet exists and is Bon-Bon’s friend and possible girlfriend.
U can honestly ask anything at all and be known I will always answer asks and if I don’t I either don’t have time, have a long response, haven’t seen the ask, or I cud be drawing something for the reply.
I don’t draw often.
yes I can draw but I will only post my digital art and it has to have something to do with rp or a ask or some comment.
u don’t have to have a actual question when u do a ask it cud be a comment or anything.
Imo Bon-Bon Is the only Funtime other than Bonnet who doesn’t have any murder in his programming and as a result he is easily upset by the mention of it and is very emotional when it comes to kids and that sort of stuff
in my opinion Bon-Bon is pansexual! Wich means he loves people regardless of their gender so he would date anyone without caring about their gender.
Bon-Bon will sometimes just stare off into the distance after saying “I wish I had legs…” he is just thinking about how wonderful it would be if he had legs. )
(ooc I will edit this every once in awhile if I notice that I forgot something or there’s a typo or stuff like that)
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