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the daddy issues are loud tonight but please, sfw & nsfw for them sexy jojo dilfs 💅✨(feminine reader pls 💕)

I am reading this ask disrespectfully as my daddy issues activate 😔

Jojo DILFs Headcanons (Female Reader)

Old Joseph

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Now thats what i call a daddy

Ugh grizzly buff men with beards do make me weak

Ngl, you probably started the relationship off as a one-night fling from the bar: but that joestar cock got your running back

He's got this gentlemanly charm and suave to him you've never seen from guys your age, and he's certainly funnier than the men you've dated.

He doesn't have to do much to get you laughing, he loves that big grin on your face when he throws out cheesy jokes

Because he's a father and generally experienced life for more years, you come to him for adult problems: like how to do something on your taxes, how to put money in a 401k, insurances, how to finance, etc.

He's also very gentle with you, his strong muscular arms keep you feeling safe and how he softly dominates you for stupid things like reaching things for you and etc. makes butterflies appear in your stomach

"Here, let me get it. You're too little to reach that." 😩

Or when he teases you.

"What's wrong? Cat's got your tongue, little girl?" "I'm older than most guys, but I have no problem powering through tasks, doll. I’ll show ya." 😩😩

Smells like musky and spicy cologne and that tasty older man smell.

Ngl his kisses taste like whisky and cigars

His beard will tickle you every time he kisses you, and he would laugh when you would.

"My beard bother you that much, darling?" With a deep chuckle.

He'd take you out to high end parties he needs to attend or take you out shopping. He wont say no.

Sometimes gets insecure when you want him to meet your friends or family. "Don't you think they'll find it strange that their daughter is dating someone older than her dad?"

But then he somehow makes friends with your family instantly, singing merrily drunk with your dad and or friends.

Definitely does classic 50s dates: roller skating rinks, drive thru movies and restaurants, share milkshakes together, etc.

Nicknames: Darling, Doll, Hun

Boomer, but he still laughs and plays along when you do younger generation stuff

Hoo boy, it was award trying to explain to his 20+ year old grandson and 40+ year old daughter, that Joseph was in a relationship with someone significantly younger than him

You can’t see stands, but Joot definitely called out Star Platinum to choke out his grandfather while he tried to use Hermit Purple to get him off

He’ll be more than happy to show you old photos of him in his prime

He’s still hot younger wtf

He’ll show you baby pictures of Holly and Jotaro without a doubt while gushing over it.

You can see some hidden pain in his eyes when he sees an old photo of Caesar and Lisa Lisa, you ask if they were family and he said: “They weren’t the most perfect people and they got on my ass a lot...But they were still my family...I miss ‘em a lot.”

He hides his years of pain with goofy smiles and a snarky attitude, but you’ll crack through the shell where he’ll vulnerable to you.

Having daddy issues with Joseph around? It’s not a problem anymore - this man makes up for the years worth of daddy issues you’ve got with love and support

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this man FUCKS

The way he puts you flat against the mattress and presses your legs to your chest in the mating press as he shoves his cock into you makes you go stupid

he fucks like he tryna put a baby in you

He likes it when you present all of the cute outfits you bought with the allowance he gives you, the lingerie being the finale as he picks which one he gets to fuck you in at the end.

He’s attracted to scents, so he’ll be crazy attracted and aroused by some fancy perfume you put on as he’ll put his nose to your neck or hair and inhale.

he does this when in the missionary pose or doggystyle too

His favorite thing to do after a long day of work is take his shoes off, undo his tie, pour himself a glass of whiskey, and beckon you over to fuck yourself on his cock while he sits there and enjoys the show of your tits bouncing in his face and your lewd expression as you sink lower onto his cock.

He likes to tease you in bed just as much as he does out of it:

"Hah? What was that, Doll? My hearing isn't as good as it used to be, you're gonna have to speak louder. Tell me what you want again~"

"You're gonna be a brat with me, kid? How about I show you a lesson."

"The next thing you'll say is: 'Please fuck me harder, Daddy!'."

He still eats pussy like he’s 19 years old

And the way his beard tickles you for extra stimulation as his lips are wrapped around your swollen clit 😩

He’s old-fashion in a way where the man should do most of the work while the woman was the princess: he’ll lift you up and fuck you without you having to move and inch.

“What kind of man would I be if I couldn’t get my doll off?"

He sometimes tells his secretary that you're coming in to drop off something private in his office, but the truth his he just wanted to press your body against the large glass window in his office and pound into you from behind

Open to kinks, he'll give it a shot so you can be happy - But he is quite the actor so he'll be able to play out your fantasies nicely

Have that metal hand smack ur ass gurl, it gonna hurt but he rubs your ass sweetly for comfort in between

He’s an overachiever, so he’s gonna make you cum the most - prepare to be overstimmed

The type of man to carry your fucked-out body to the tub to clean you up and tuck you into bed 😔

Jotaro (Part 6)

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I blame all of my thirst on this man, the catalyst

Definately already divorced and hella stressed out when you first meet him

You were working as an assistant to one of his colleagues, he wasn't there one day but Joot was, things happen...

Long story short...He fucked you over his desk to get the stress out.

He felt bad that he treated you like an animal, so he offers to take you out to dinner to make it up and he turns out to be quiet the gentleman.

Not good with feelings what so ever, but he shows affection through physical contact and action. - He'll see your shoulders are hurting and he'll offer to rub them, he'll buy you a new thing if you mention your old one broke, he'll get you small trinkets that reminded him of you - very cute

He'll finally be vunerable with you and talk about his ex-wife, his teenaged daughter he never gets to see, and his past trauma in Egypt - you never thought a cool-demeanored man could have so much personal issues he bottled up

You have to pretty much reassure him that you'll be with him no matter what and that it's okay to be weak and to not push you away when he feels emotional.

He has nightmares sometimes, so you'll be there comforting him as he tries to calm down - you can hear him through his shaking breath about "Kakyoin", "Avdol", and "Iggy" through most of his nightmares but sometimes you hear "Polnareff" and "Why didn't you come back?"

Dates include: Park picnics, Aquariums visits (we all know he has an all-season pass), Movie nights, or just having hot drinks and enjoy each other's company with the accompaniment of jazz music.

Doesn't realize he acts like a dad with you sometimes:

"Don't do that, ask me for help next time.", "Don’t be picky, finish that or else.”, “Tired? C’mere, let’s get you to bed.”

ngl you kinda dig it sometimes when big cold buff joot is treating you like a baby but then again you bite back when you’re not in the mood.

Cuddle sessions are lit because you get to lay on top of his large body while he does something else, your human mattress

His kisses taste like cigarette smoke and peppermint.

If at some point you’re still in a relationship with Joot by reconciliation time with Jolyne comes afoot, there’s gonna be a lot of confusion when his daughter finds her dad dating a woman nearly the same age as her.

Jolyne will deadass ask if her dad was paying her to pretend and that it’s okay to leave right now

Long story short, Jolyne proceeded to repeatedly punch her dad while calling him a creep while he just sort of took it

Not the Kujos/Cujohs literally at each other’s throats for their dating choices while you and Anasui have a pleasant conversation across the table

Daddy issues? He’s got them too, so you two are just a bigger mess of daddy issues.

Doesn’t have terms of endearment for you, he just says your name and that’s the most you get out of him (in public at least)

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This man has two modes: Break Ya Back or Soft and Gentle.

Most of the time he’s in Break Ya Back mode because the man doesn’t know how to take a break for the life of him, so he’s hella pent up

Were you complaining that he didn’t call you anything else other than your name? Well, here’s where he makes it up to you...But not in the way you think.

“You like it when I smack your ass as I pump my cock into your tight little hole, you slut?”, “C’mon, beg to cum, whore.”, “You like teasing me like that, you brat? I’ll return the favor.”

Oh yeah... d e g r a d a t i o n

You’ve tried to tell him numerous times to manage his time so he wouldn’t be so stressed out or to ask for more vacation days before he blew his top...But you can’t deny how dominating and rougher he got was hot

This man has a lowkey exhibition kink - he might as well have it because of the many times he has pulled you aside into the restroom or into a janitor closet to have almost clothed sex because he couldn’t hold it in anymore

He wouldn’t be into being called Daddy...He’s more of a Sir type of man.

“Back that ass against Sir’s cock...Yeah, fuck yourself on his cock. Such a good little slut.”

He’d be into the positions where he can easily lift your body up and do whatever he wants with it: Full Nelson, against the wall, Cowgirl (but he’s the one controlling you), etc. He loves how small you feel in his grasp and how cute you look in these positions while you moan up a storm

Likes bathtub/swimming pool/hot tub sex too, a great way to unwind.

Has fucked you over his desk messy with papers with his fingers before and will do it again

If you’re being bratty, he’ll shove his cock down your throat to choke on: “Gotta give your mouth somethin’ t’do from all that shit you talk, brat.”

Enjoys a good rough throat fuck, but he won’t do it if you’re not into it.

On Soft and Gentle days, he’s very affectionate. You found it a little bit strange since he’s a bit aloof about PDA, but then his hands wander and you get the message

He kisses all over your face, neck, body, and loves to lead into a deep make out session. His stubble will tickle you and you’ll smell his fresh water-scented cologne + his musk more closely

Will eat you out for days - this man will lift your legs over his shoulders as he goes to down tongue fucking your hole and rubbing your clit, groaning against your sex, and looking up at you with adoring blue eyes as he watches you come undone.

Tell him none of your boyfriends ever made you orgasm before and he’ll get to work right then and there.

Will eat ass too fyi

Does more lazy positions on Soft and Gentle days, like spooning, plain ol’ missionary, the lazy version of cowgirl (where you’re doing the work), and etc.

Likes to play with your chest if you fuck yourself on his cock, pinching your nipples and groaning out how good you are for him.

“Mmm, you’re so fuckin’ tight. I love it, baby.”, “You’re so perfect, fuck, makes me wanna cum in you all the time.”, “There you go, nice and gentle...Tell me if you can’t take it anymore, okay?”

All the praise and head pats when you give him head.

“Hng, such a good girl...Fuck, right there.”, “You’re so good at this, keep going and I’ll give you a present.”

2 rounds and he’s done - he’ll do the bare minimum of cleaning you off with a towel and leave painkillers on the bedside for tomorrow before he cuddles up to you and sleeps

Soft dom joot and I will die on this hill

DIO

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If only this man was a good father

But in a world where he actually knew he had children - he would do his best (araki confirmed he would be a banging dad to gio if he had known he existed)

Let’s be real, the four spawns of dio would be tired of his narcissism by the time they were grown ups and let him do whatever

In this world before that happens, you would be hired as a babysitter through an ad and you would be greeted by this large, extremely handsome, and very shirtless blonde man at his door.

He’s very suave and you can’t help but feel attractive to such a charming man, the way his golden stare eyes you down like prey sends shiver down your spine.

He’s a very well-regarded lawyer and he’s busy with cases, so he needed someone to watch over his sons while he’s gone - he’s thinking that you’ll probably be scared off in a week because of how troublesome his kids are (especially donatello and ungalo), but they’re just in love with you (especially gio and rykiel).

He’s not ashamed to flirt with you openly, such as complimenting you, offering you a glass of some of his vintage wine, offering to take you out to dinner as a kind ‘repayment’ for putting up with his kids, etc.

"My dear, won't you accompany me to the strip mall? I've been meaning to get new shoes, and I'd like to get things for the boys. I'll buy you something nice too for being such a good girl."

You end up tagging along to these small escapades because you strangely can’t say no to him, showing how easily he can win you over

You are falling v e r y hard for him but you're having a dilemma about being so nuch younger than Dio and potentially confusing his young children about you being their new 'mommy'

There is some melodrama, seeing Dio surrounded by much older and classier women than you are, those snide comments about how young you were and how you were just after his money, and so forth. While he sees you with these immature and gross young boys wanting to get in your pants made his blood boil. Good ol' angst and mutual pinning over here.

You catch yourself staring longingly into his eyes and having lingering touches that drove both you and him crazy.

Eventually you had to let it out that you liked him and he liked you in return.

Spoils the hell out of you because he had too much money to deal with. He'll buy you designer clothes, makeup, bags, shoes, even new computers and phones.

He almost thought about buying you a new apartment, but he held back because he knew he was going to move you in later.

Dio was used to being surrounded by uncouth women who were only after his fame and fortune, or just wanted him appearance-wise. But you felt like a real person he can talk to. You didn't blindly agree with him with everything, you had your own opiniond and your own set of ideals that made you fascinating.

He loves to argue with you, even its something stupid. He just loves seeing that passion in your eyes when you give out your reasons why he's wrong.

He also likes it when you're bashful. You look away when you see him shirtless, those cute murmurs of trying to figure out what to say when he gives you gifts, how you wanted to repay him for them with a stutter. It makes him want to coddle and tease you more

Something in his chest rises when he sees his children getting along so well with you. Ungalo and Giorno unapologetically started calling you 'Mommy' with Donatello and Rykiel following suit. It makes him dazed at the thought of you being the new mommy in the family to take care of the children and welcome him home with dinner and a big kiss

Even though he's the one with the words that make you flustered - you can fluster him too by being so cute to him. Like kissing his hand or trying to ask convince him for you to lead. Even making him something homemade, he's trying so hard not to blush and acts stubborn when you call it out.

"I-I'm not blushing, fool! Here, let's get going. This place is filled with cretins."

Dates include fancy dinners, orchestra viewings, reading books together quietly, and being a pseudo fanily with the kids

Very open with showing you attention - he'll brush your hair out of your face and cup your cheek, wrap his strong arms around your body from behind, lean down suddenly to press a kiss on your lips, kissing the back of your hand, etc.

Doesn't care if his kids are watching.

"Daddy, there's no more apple sauce." "D-Dio, stop it, Giogio's watching!" "Hm? Alright, write it down in the shopping list for Daddy." As he continues his actions without a care

You definately had to be the one confronted when the spawns see something their father does.

"(Y/n), why were you wrestling naked with Daddy?" "Why do you have a boo boo (hickey) on your neck?" "I saw daddy spank (Y/n)'s butt!"

"What's your assignment, Dona?" "The sounds I hear at home. I put "Daddy and Mommy jumping on the bed upstairs" and "Mommy praying to god really loudly"."

His kisses taste like wine and he smells like sandalwood and bergamot

Will bite your lips during a kiss, no reason why he just likes doing it

If you two get into a fight, Dio is the one that crawls up to you and cuddles you as he apologizes while moping

Hates that you get along with his brother and his wife, but he's just bitter like that.

"Oh, I'm so happy you found someone to call your own, Dio! I thought you were going to be some old grouchy man in a house by yourself! I'm so proud of you, brother!" "TAKE THAT PRIDE AND SHOVE IT UP YOUR ASS JOJO, AND PUT ME DOWN!"

Yes, he rants about Jonathan (and many others, but mostly Jonathan) to you

And giorno is the first one to stand up for his favorite Uncle Jojo.

You bet your sweet ass theres gonna be a wedding and its very lavish - but you picked out most of the decor and stuff because he let you

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Oof, thats a spicy dad

Within the first month of meeting you: its screwing time

Dio is that nasty person who knew about your developing crush on him (it was kinda obvious tho) and used that to get into your pants

One evening, he had convinced you into watching a movie with him. He brought out wine and set a romantic mood for you to get comfortable.

The wine giving you a little bit of courage, how Dio would nonchalantly place his hand on your thigh or around your shoulder to pull you closer to his broad chest, how his teasing fingers left ghost-like touches on your skin. It was driving you crazy.

By the end of the movie, he acted like nothing happened and casually asked you if you wanted another film. As if you couldn't see the tent forming in his sweat pants.

Not even 3 minutes into the next film and you found your courage to bring Dio into a kiss when his face was close to yours.

In the private movie room, the kids asleep, and the sound-proof walls protecting the two of you: Dio had you melting in his touch, having you sit on his lap and pressing his groin into your sex and having a heavy makeout session with a lot of touching.

His voice groaning in your ear: "God, I've wanted to get my hands on you forever."

He'll press a kiss onto your nipple before sucking on it and eventually biting playfully

Extra teasing with the prep, you gotta take his meat somehow.

He'll lick and playful bite on your clit, moving down into your entrance and start tongue-fucking you as a start. His hands gripping on your waist so hard to keep you from squirming that it might leave bruises

He can go for hours and tediously slow, just eating you out to feel your walls clamp down on his thick tongue and to taste the syrupy liquid as you cum around his tongue.

He does the same with fingering. He'll stuff you up to three fingers, just so you wont die from taking his cock. Sitting you in his lap and whispering obscene things into your ear:

"What a naughty girl, getting her pussy wet for her employer. Do you like it when an older man knows how to make you cum? You're clenching around my fingers so tightly and you're sensitive everywhere else...I hope you're instore for what's to come, my naughty slut."

When you've came around his fingers, he'll make you taste them lovingly. But this also acts like a muffle for when he raises you up and slide you down into his erect cock until your bottomed out.

The way your eyes tear up and how much louder you've gotten just makes him harder as he starts pumping into you.

The way you scratch up his back and grab ahold of him for dear life while those doe eyes are crossed from pleasure makes you look so adorable, it makes him drill into you faster and aching to ruin that adorable innocence.

Lots of hickies everywhere, even in hard to reach places like the back of your legs and such

Of course, he asked you on a proper date after getting his dick wet

He initially just wanted something to do (metaphorically and literally), but he caught the feelings

Something about how dainty and innocent (appearing) you are compared to him just really gets him going. You could do simple things like hold his much larger hand or hug him and he'll probably have a boner

Likes to be serviced (because its Dio) and sits back for the show when you want to give him a blowjob

You can barely get your mouth around him and have to use two hands to pump whatever couldn't fit inside your mouth. He finds it so adorable and could cum at just the sight of it - he'll play with your hair or stroke your head while you service him as he coos praise.

"My sweet little girl, taking me so well with her mouth. If you keep it up, I'll give you a present."

Be wary, he likes the throat fuck. He'll shove his meat down your throat like no tomorrow and he won't hesitate as he grabs you by your head and enjoys your eyes tearing up and your muffled moans vibrating around him

One man bukkakke, just warning you.

If you let him cum down your throat or on your chest/face, he'll probably get instantly hard again.

Hot potent dad nut™️ (iykyk)

Breeding? Hell yeah. He's done it four times already, why not making it five?

Something about you acting like the perfect little house wife for him: greeting him after a long day of work with a kiss and a hot meal with either Rykiel or Ungalo on your hip makes him crazy

Early on into your relationship, he has seriously thought about trapping you with a baby so you couldn't leave him. - The thought of you swollen with his spawn and breasts leaking with milk makes his cock twitch.

You were the one who initially told him to forget about finding a condom and to fuck you, so it's on you technically - have you seen the four different children born from three different mothers already? (technically, two of them died, but whatever).

Affectionately calls you 'mommy':

"I want to fill you full of my cum until you get knocked up. Wouldn't you like that? To be full of my child and to become a mother? Doesn't that sound wonderful, Mommy~?"

Doesn't have prefered names in bed - but he'll play along if you call him Daddy with his Mommy stuff

If there were stands involved - Dio would most likely have you fucked by The World for jack off material (since he can still feel it)

Pregger sex on the way

Dio is a insatiable individual and he doesn't care, he'll raise that kid because he has plenty of money to take care of the both of you

Diavolo

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if only he was a good father, part 2

In this hypothetical universe, Diavolo actually cares for Trish and was devastated when Donatella died

He buried himself in his work so he wouldn't think about his ex-wife, however he's usually away from Trish most of the time because of his refusal to grieve

So he hires you to take care of his daughter full time.

Trish warmed up to you and got excited when you came around, you always played with her and did things a mother would have done to her

Some sad moments where Trish would make off-hand comments about she wished you were her mommy so she can be like her friends or wished you could be her mommy so her dad wouldn't be so sad - so sad, you almost cried from a seven year old's comments

One day, coming in to collect your paycheck, you finally meet your boss face-to-face ( your interview to get the job was conducted by his secretary, so you've actually never seen him irl)

You are immediately intimidated and enamored by the taller man: The way his dark circles sunk underneath his jade green eyes he gave to Trish, his hot magenta and spotted hair done in a loose ponytail, the intricate floral motif tattoos running down his bare arms as he stood there dressed in a tank top and his work slacks, a cigarette dangling from his black-colored lips as he stubbornly tries to light it by a window.

Oh my god, your boss was hot, you're finally having one of those moments.

You were always into more mature men and more alternative men...This fucker hit all of the physical criteria so far.

His voice was gruff and tired, indicated that he either just woke up or just got off work. You hesitantly went over to his beckoning hand he gave you a firm handshake and muttered a half-proper greeting while apologizing for his appearance. "Sorry if I look like a mess...Just got off and needed a smoke.

Trish is excited that her Papa was home and she's running around to show him all the drawings and fun activities you and Trish did while he was at work, to which he just smiles and strokes her hair lovingly as he looks over everything.

He thanks you for doing everything with his daughter when he doesn't have the time and appreciates the effort you go through.

Then: "Papa, can (Y/n) stay over for dinner?"

Trish's puppy eyes and Diavolo's easy give-in into his daughter's demands with a questioning look to you...You were now sitting in their fancy dining room with some Italian dish and a glass of wine next to Trish and Diavolo adjacent.

Cue awkward small talk with an extremely socially awkward buff man

The wine did help ease the nerves and you managed to have a nice conversation with Diavolo, even after Trish excused herself after finishing her meal. Little did ya'll know, you gave her the wrong impression:

"If (Y/n) becomes Papa's new girlfriend, then he won't be sad anymore! And I can have a Mama! We can be a happy family!"

This seven-year-old little girl is trying her damndest to get you and her father together. Constantly demanding that you come along with them on trips to restaurants, shops, and come over often with Diavolo home. Anytime you three were in public, she would immediately run off to 'look at something' when in reality she wanted you and her father to have some alone time.

She was eventually called out by Diavolo and she confessed to her intentions while crying: "I-I'm sorry, Papa! I-I thought you wouldn't be so sad anymore if (Y/n) was your girlfriend! A-And I could have a mommy too!"

Long story short, after Trish was put to bed for a nap after wearing herself out with crying, Diavolo sat you down and apologized for Trish. To make it up to you, he brought out a bottle of wine for the two of you to share...

That liquid courage really did something to you, because once the buzz went through your veins and he was laughing about how silly his daughter was for thinking that you two could start dating after what she pulled...You told him: "I wouldn't mind...I think you're an attractive man."

Silence, suddenly: "You aren't joking, right?"

"No...To be honest, I've always thought you were handsome and had a small crush on you...But I knew we couldn't get together since...Y'know...You're my boss."

"...I feel the same way about you as well."

Over the time Diavolo got to know you, his heart felt like it was lifted from its dark cave. You gave him the butterflies and weightless feeling he thought he could only get from Donatella.

He's scared initially, it still felt to early to let go of Donatella and that you were much younger than he was. Both parties had something to shoulder going into this relationship

Lots of melodrama, it's great. Ends with Diavolo realizing that it wasn't selfish to move on and that he was truly in love with you

Acts like an awkward teenager because he's really only been with the maximum of 2 people before you

He's surprisingly cute, he likes to take you to build-a-bear claiming to get a toy for Trish but insists that he'll pay if you want to get something. Or suggesting going to cute couple-themed cafes.

Ngl it takes like the 3rd date for him to actually kiss you on the lips

Lets be real, you'll probably move in with him and Trish

Once Dia gets comfortable, he'll be more shameless with his affection towards you. Kissing you suddenly, random backhugs, pulling you back into bed, pda in front of Trish (to which she sticks her tongue out in disgust)

Gets jealous pretty easy. If a guy tries to come up and flirt with you, he's right there sending glares in two seconds with an arm around your waist. Then he downplays when he gets jealous. "What? Don't be ridiculous. I just came up to ask you if you wanted something."

He wears alt clothing when he's out of work, so expect matching outfits with the whole fam

terms of endearment: mi Musa (my muse), bambina, bella (beautiful)

Dates include: fancy dinner dates, alt night clubs, shopping, going to the beach (half the time Trish is with you guys, so you cant do anything nasty)

He is the goth dad underneath the umbrella wearing all black and 100 spf sunblock on while Trish is running around in a colorful swimsuit and getting tanner by the second

He can get very worn out with social interaction and responsibilities, so he likes to hug you in complete silence. Recharging mode.

Trish had no problem when the two of you started dating, she immediately told her friends that you were her new mom and that you were gonna live with them. (Diavolo had to come in a lecture her)

Sometimes, his assistant Doppio (the one who originally interviewed you) would come over and you'd get along with him pretty well. Although Diavolo wasn't home most of the time Doppio came around.

"E-Eh?! You're the Boss's girlfriend?! I've been so disrespectfully casual this whole time! Please forgive me!"

His kisses are chaste at first, but they slowly become tender and drag on for a while. You can taste the wine and cigarette smoke on him.

He's terrible about showing affection at first, just let him warm up and he'll be more comfortable with his love language

He can experience doubt and nightmares about Donatella, thinking that you'll leave him like she did so you'll have to reassure him from time to time

Some of the lowest moments you've seen of him is when he's been drinking heavily and he refers you to Donatella. You couldn't help but feel bad, but you felt angry that he was still clinging onto his past for comfort and refusing to move from his dark hole when things got tough when you were right here to comfort him and pull him through.

Lots of arguments involving this ^

He can't stay upset with you, he ends up being the one crawling in bed and apologizing to you while seeking your warmth.

Smells like musky cologne, leather, and a bit like cigarette smoke

He has his dad tendencies with you sometimes: "If you don't stop throwing a fit, I'll have to punish you.", "Don't be picky, good girls get their rewards for finishing everything", "Wanna be in my lap? Here, sit down."

He immediately realizes what he said to you and apologizes...But it sparks something.

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The first time you have sex with him, of course he's going to be more romantic towards you and making sure you have a good time with him. A nice romantic dinner, candles, roses, the whole extra ten miles

Extra caring with body worship, his kisses all over your body and leaving hickies as he praises you throughout the night

the next time won't be so gentle...

in fact, the next time you guys have sex is in the middle of a heated argument...To which you aggressively make out right after.

He'll get quite comfortable with sex pretty quickly, probably because he's walking tension and takes it all out on your pussy

Diavolo isn't stranger to having wild sex, because he'd occasionally stop by a brothel when he's too pent up before meeting you. He'll ask what you like and dislike before proceeding.

He likes choking, especially if you're wearing alt clothes and have a leather spiked collar or some choker with something he can grab and yank you forward with.

Diavolo is no stranger to quickies. When the two of you haven't seen each other and Trish is home, he'll drag you into his bathroom and move some of your clothes to relieve both of your guys' tension while keeping your mouth shut with his lips

He's sweet out of the bedroom and sometimes in when you want a slower night, but he's usually the biggest dirty talker in the world - and calls you a bunch of names for his own pleasure.

"Hm? Like that, you filthy slut? Like the feelin' of my finger shoved so deep in your pussy, filling you nice and full?" "Get on my lap, I won't stop you've counted to thirty." "Troia, tell Daddy how much you love his fat cock stuffing your little pussy full of cum." The fuck did you say, sborra troia? You want attention that bad? Lemme shove my cock down your throat, that'll shut your whining up."

He likes you wearing fishnets or tights because they make your legs and ass look good and he likes ripping them apart to get to it.

Sorta gets off on the fact you're younger than him, asking you if you wanted to fuck your teachers if you were so willing to spread your legs for him

Gets a lot of black lipstick everywhere, be warned.

^ get revenge by giving him a blowjob with black lipstick on, he won't be able to scrub it off

Somnophilia - he comes home pretty late into the night and snuggles up to your side...And now he's fingering you to get you wet enough to slide his erect cock inside

He knows how to pierce, so he'll pierce your nipples or your clit for free if you want him to. Although, don't expect to get it done in one session. He'll be way too distracted with feeling your nipples between his fingers or end up playing with your clit into full on fingering you.

Once you get it done, he'll go for them while pleasuring you. He'll pull on them gently and laugh as you squirm in his lap. "Just checking if they're infected...You've been taking good care of them, mi Musa. They look adorable on you."

Surprise him once in a while, after having a stressful day of work he'll come home to you dressed up in a nice set of lingerie (his preferred style is between black latex and lacey pink) and wait for him on the bed.

"Oh, Mi Musa...You're too kind to me." Rip to your pussy

Would probably eat you out to metal music

He is very horny, there were several times where Trish almost caught ya'll in the act in random places because Diavolo couldn't keep it in his pants

He also gets aroused at the thought of you becoming a mother, swollen with his child and greeting him home with dinner and Trish by your side.

With the breeding kink fueling him, Diavolo will pick up your waist, throw your legs over his shoulders, and start pounding into you s he starts mumbling.

"C'mon and take me, Gattina. I want you so full of my cum, there's no way you won't be knocked up. I want you so fucking pregnant, if you don't get pregnant I'll just fill you up again. I wanna see your belly so big with our kid in there, your tits leaking milk...Fuck, you'll be such a good mommy to Trish and our child, won't you?"

Think it's super hot if you do the naked apron gag, he'll bend you over the counter and fuck you right then and there if you welcome him back nude with just an apron and give him a big kiss like a perfect little housewife

Drunk sex™️ - he's more unhinged with his desires and overstims you to the max without a care as he gets off

His tongue is pierced, so when he eats you out you're gonna feel the extra texture.

He pays for any clothes he rips up, so don't worry about having nothing to wear

Hot goth dad who gets horny for you, hell yeah 10/10

#jjba headcanons #jjba dilfs #anon #'request'#not sfw #old joseph #jotaro kujo #dio brando #diavolo #female reader #i wasn't sure if you wanted me to add in manga dilfs like jobin (pt.8)#so i did the anime onlys feel free to ask if you want me to do manga daddys

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tiger lilies, self destructing, and richard siken

pairing: peter maximoff/reader

summary: to peter maximoff, love is an anomaly that scares him more than anything else. however, you might be able to help him overcome his fear.

warnings: language! but that’s about it. kind of cheesy at some points but yknow what im not lactose intolerant

notes: this is the monsterous fic thats been kicking my ass this past week (6.2k words babey!!!) i was originally going to add ~~steamy~~ section to this one but i decided against it to make it readable for those who don’t wanna see that kind of stuff. if you want me to separately publish that then just lmk!! (if any of yall wanna talk about richard siken to me then please do, his work is so good)

taglist: @stranger-names , @gooseyhouse , @parkersdarling

To Peter Maximoff, physical affection has always been a touchy subject-- no pun intended. His speed is a blessing, but also a bitter curse. He moves at the speed of sound, bouncing off the walls and tearing up the roads; he moves impossibly fast, and no one ever tries to catch up with him. People get tired of Peter rather quickly, not bothering to get attached to him when they know they can’t keep up.

That’s why it’s so jarringly startling when you decide to stick around. When faced with the grand decision of throwing in the towel and leaving Peter behind or sticking around and trying your best, you chose the latter. It was surprising, to say the least. Peter waited patiently for the distance between the two of you to start growing; he waited for the void you once filled to open up again. However, the void never emptied, and the distance never grew.

To anyone else, this would be a wonderful experience. Knowing that you wouldn’t be left behind or forgotten about would be comforting to anyone else in Peter’s position. However, this did the exact opposite for Peter. He wasn’t comforted or relaxed, on the contrary, he was always on edge. The future was cruel, and the mystery of it all felt like torture.

To quote the great Richard Silken, “Someone has to leave first. This is a very old story. There is no other version of this story.” Peter lived and breathed by this ideology, that everyone he loves would have to leave eventually, whether it be by their own volition or not. It was obvious that you didn’t plan on abandoning ship anytime soon, so Peter decided he’d take matters into his own hands. If you weren’t going to be the first one to walk away, then he’d be the one to run away from you. He soon came to learn that loneliness was at its most bitter when you’ve come to taste the sweetness of love.

Love was a strange, complicated beast that Peter Maximoff had never dealt with before. If he were to be completely honest, love scared him. It scared him more than dying scared him. To Peter, death was an escape. Death was the end of a tiring journey, it was safe and simple and easy. Love was the opposite, it was the mouth of a dragon and the edge of a blade. It was the beginning to something so fragile and powerful, something that could end in flames.

Peter realized he loved you on a summer afternoon. The sun was shining and you were in the shade. He sat down next to you, and within minutes Kurt and Ororo appeared at your side. They seemed so put together, so sure and strong. Peter felt out of place-- he felt as if he were standing outside of a cabin looking in through the window at your wonderful friendships. He watched with his nose pressed against the glass as you walked across the room and opened the cabin door to let him in.

Peter realized he was in love with you in the middle of the night. A thunderstorm raged outside the mansion walls and raindrops kept time as Peter walked down the hallway. You were sitting on the floor of the common room next to a dying fire, a book clenched tightly in your hands. For a moment, he just stood against a wall and watched you. As creepy as he felt, a part of him believed he’d ruin your night by making himself known. He was okay with being a fly on the wall if it meant he’d get to see you. Peter wondered if there was a world where he had the pleasure of knowing you, without you having the burden of knowing him.

Still, you saw him. And you knew him. And you waved him over with a smile. He felt the urge to run, to leave you here alone with yourself, but he stayed put. Then, one step at a time, he moved forward. He got closer and closer before he found himself standing at your feet.

“You’re welcome to stay,” you told him. He believed it. Peter sat down next to you, letting his shoulder brush against yours.

“What’re you reading?” He asked. Peter already knew what you were reading, he read the cover of the book the moment he sat down, but he still wanted to hear it from you.

“Crush by Richard Siken,”

“Oh. What’s it about?” Peter already knew what it was about. He’d read it at least fifty times.

“It’s kind of hard to explain. I’d much rather just read it to you and let you decide for yourself,” Peter’s stupid little heart lurched, and he almost cried at the thought. He held it together, though.

“That would be nice,” He said softly.

“Sorry about all the writing in the margins, I can’t help myself sometimes.” Peter scanned the sides of the pages, marveling at your notes. Some of them were reactions, littered with exclamation points and question marks and bold letters. Some of them were underlined phrases and little doodles-- most notably a little drawing of a chameleon on a tiger lily. He loved them.

“It’s okay. Literature is meant to be marked up-- what’s the point of reading if you don’t get to share the love?”

“That’s a good point,” You grinned. Then, the reading began, and you allowed Peter to rest his head on your shoulder as you read to him. Even though he’d heard the poems a billion times by now, they sounded brand new coming from you. He listened closely. You were arriving at his favorite part, “You are Jeff” section 24.

“You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and he won’t tell you that he loves you, but he loves you...” You read on, not noticing the way Peter’s eyes had shifted from the book you were holding to your face. Peter’s mind wanders, and he curses himself for missing the lines you were reading “... You’re in a car with a beautiful boy, and you’re trying not to tell him that you love him, and you’re trying to choke down the feeling, and you’re trembling, but he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you’ve discovered something you didn’t even have a name for.”

Peter felt like he was going to cry. You kept reading and he kept looking. It was getting late, and Peter was getting tired. Your voice had softened and slowed, and the fire that was burning in the fireplace had all but died. Peter was the one that fell asleep first, and you followed closely after. Both of you had lingering smiles on your faces.

Intimacy is an odd thing, isn’t it? Thinking critically, intimacy is just vulnerability with more layers. It’s the closeness between people, it’s allowing yourself to connect with someone you care about. It’s stripping yourself down to muscle and bone and hoping the other person doesn’t let you bleed out. It’s a level of trust that is more than closing your eyes and falling backwards; it’s closing your eyes and letting them push you over the edge into the unknown, and trusting them enough to know you’ll be okay when you hit the ground.

It didn’t take long for Peter to realize that he had trouble with being intimate with other people. Too many times had trusted someone to push him over the edge, only to realize he’d be shattered when he hits the ground. After that, he decided intimacy was overrated. It’s not like anyone was going to have that kind of relationship with him, anyway.

Of course, then you came along and uprooted his entire worldview, like you had with everything else. He found himself thinking about you at every waking moment, which inevitably led to him… thinking about you at every waking moment, if you catch my drift. Sure, intimacy involves more than just physical intimacy, but Peter knows he can’t ignore the feeling that rises in his stomach whenever he’s around you. For the first year or so of your relationship, Peter became very familiar with the feeling of an ice-cold shower.

What Peter didn’t take into consideration was you. For some reason, Peter struggled to understand the fact that you were just as attracted to him as he was attracted to you. It was no secret that Peter was insecure, but he never really realized how much his insecurity affected his relationships. If he couldn’t love himself, how could anyone else? Peter is the only one who gets to see his persona in its truest form, and every time he has to avert his eyes. It’s safe to say his physical appearance has been the cause of very many painful-- and occasionally tear-filled-- sleepless nights.

He told you this. He told you everything. He told you about Erik, he told you about his childhood, he told you about everything he loved and hated and feared and yearned for. That ordeal alone was scary enough, knowing that at any moment you could decide you didn’t want to deal with him anymore, but as always, you stuck around. You told him everything. You told him about your family and your struggles. You told him about everything you loved and hated and feared and yearned for, and not once did Peter even think that he wanted to walk away. This is the kind of intimacy that, over the years, Peter had struggled with less and less.

Still, it was the sexual aspect of intimacy that freaked him out. It was a beast he’d never dealt with, a feat he’d never faced. That being said, as every day went by Peter became more and more… frustrated. He didn’t know how to approach the subject, so he'd just let the subject approach him and wing it.

And as he sat on his bed watching as you twirled around to Tears for Fears “Everybody Wants To Rule The World”, Peter realized he didn’t have much to worry about.

“Dance with me, dollface,” you laughed, reaching out for him. You looked like someone straight out of a movie, the lim blue light coming from Peter’s arcade machines illuminating a halo above your head. You put Molly Ringwald and Emilio Estevez to shame. Peter took your hand, grinning like an idiot as you twirled him around.

There he was, dancing in his mother’s basement with his favorite person in the entire world. He wasn’t a great dancer, and neither were you, but that didn’t matter. Peter was dreading this visit-- he hated the idea of being back in the basement that made him feel like a failure. But you assured him that you’d be there with him, and that getting to see his family would make it all worth it. His family isn’t what made it worth it, though.

“Brain Damage” by Pink Floyd came next, slower and a bit more somber, but still danceable. Your arms shifted to around his neck, pulling him closer than he already was. Somehow, you ended up with your back against the wall as the song came to a close. He kissed your forehead, then your cheek, then your lips.

“I love you,” Peter spoke softly. This was a small victory-- he’d been so scared of the mere idea of loving someone. You were the only one who got to hear his love confessions. They were for you, and for you only.

“I love you too,” Peter would never, ever get tired of hearing that. Knowing that you love him is enough to keep him going for a hundred years. And he knows the odds, he knows that love is rocky and painful as much as it is beautiful. He knows that love can feel sweet in the beginning and go sour overtime. He knows that first, second, third relationships don’t always work out. But he thinks this is going to work out. And Peter doesn’t think this will ever go sour. Maybe that’s his blissful ignorance talking, maybe he’s jinxing it, but at this moment, he doesn’t care. Right now he is at his happiest, at his most content.

“You wanna watch a movie?” You asked softly, pecking Peter on the cheek. He could feel the warmth radiating off of you, and Peter grinned. In an instant the tv across the room began playing the opening credits to the first movie that popped into his head.

“The Breakfast Club?” You questioned. Peter shrugged.

“What can I say, I’m a sucker for a good coming-of-age kind of movie,”

You sat against the headboard of Peter’s bed, allowing Peter to settle beside you. Your head rested on his shoulder, and he was quick to grab your hand. Peter loved the closeness. Over the past year, he’d come to realize he was a very affectionate person. Previously, Peter hadn’t known soft, physical love; the only time anyone would ever touch him would be as punishment or defense, not love. Love. Peter had gotten more comfortable with the idea of love, because when he thinks of love he thinks of you.

Every good story has a villain. A villain that you love to hate, or hate to love. A villain you can sympathize with, a villain you can’t excuse, a villain that the mere mention of makes you sick to your stomach. An unexpected villain. An obvious villain. A villain that’s just trying his goddamn best. Sometimes the villain is defeated, sometimes the villain changes their evil ways. Sometimes the villain dies and the crowd cheers.

Peter Maximoff never thought he’d be the villain of his own story. He tried his hardest to be a good person, but there was always that side of him that made him afraid. He was like an explosive; whenever someone got too close, he’d detonate and destroy everything around him. It was a self-defense tactic, albeit counterproductive.

It killed you to see him that way. He told you about the relationships he’d lost to himself. He told you about the abandonment and the loneliness. It broke your heart. He tried to distract himself, drowning himself in work so he’d never have the opportunity to ruin what he had with you. Peter Maximoff was a walnut tree; every time he planted his roots and began to grow, he’d kill anything that grew too close. However, the constant working started to wear Peter down.

It started with the late nights. He’d collapse next to you at four AM, knocking out the minute his head hit the pillow. Still, he’d be awake before you were, already scrambling around trying to complete various tasks. He was like a machine that was running from it’s problems. The late nights turned to all-nighters, and the few hours Peter managed to salvage set aside for sleep had shrunk to a few minutes at a time. He didn’t eat anything with even a hint of nutritional value. At this rate, he was going to work himself to death.

The worst part? Peter knew what he was doing. He wasn’t stupid. He just needed to shut up the little voice in his head that urged him to act out. The entirety of his childhood, Peter destroyed what he created. The need to be isolated, the feeling that he deserves to be alone spread throughout his body like a cancer. He locked himself away in the basement, trying desperately to stay out of everyone’s way so they wouldn’t shut him out. People tried to coerce him out of his cave, to pull him out of the bottomless pit he threw himself into. Peter saw them as the sirens trying to lure him into the ocean of loneliness, and he wasn’t going to fall for it. In his eyes, anyone who tried to help him were the villains of his amazing, heroic tale. Fortunately for him, one by one, they started to give up on helping him. They thought he was a lost cause; a fucking loser who was destined to wallow in his own self-pity until he died. At first, this was a triumph. He defeated them, he outwitted the sphinx and slayed the dragon. But a part of him hated himself for becoming the worst-case scenario that every parent feared their child would grow up to be.

He pulled himself out of his pit and back onto his feet, all by himself. It was hell on Earth, but he did it. That cancerous feeling of uselessness retracted back into itself, now residing in the place next to Peter’s heart. However, that horrifying fear of becoming a burden began to grow again, this time when Peter was in his mid-20s. He began to overcompensate, and that led him to where he was; always on the brink of collapse, running on nothing but coffee and twenty minutes of sleep. In return, Peter got to have friends. In his mind, that was fair. In your mind? Not even close.

You managed to catch him in his bedroom as he was in the midst of simultaneously scribbling in a notebook and reading an open novel. Peter Maximoff would always be the most beautiful person in the world in your eyes, but at that moment, he looked like hell. Your plan seemed foolproof, but then again, you weren’t sure what you were walking into. Lately, Peter didn’t seem like himself. Probably because of the lack of sleep.

“Peter?” He looked up at you, eyes half-lidded. “I got you something.”

“You did?” A sleepy smile was all he could muster, but that was google enough for you.

“I did. It’s to mark exactly three years since I first met you,” you sat down on his bed, placing the small wrapped book right next to you. Peter glanced at the calendar on the wall-- oh god, you were right. It’s been three years to the day and he forgot. He deserves the title of “World’s Worst Boyfriend”. Scott will probably be upset that he’s losing his title.

“What’re you up to?”

“Finishing up some old work I’ve been putting off,” he punctuated his sentence with a yawn. “Some of my old work and some of Hank’s, too.” “Why are you doing Hank’s work?”

“He seemed stressed about something, thought I might help clear his head,” The sentiment is sweet, you’ll give him that.

“Alright, well, can we talk for a minute?” Alarm bells went off in Peter’s brain. There has never, in the history of the universe, been a good conversation that started with ‘can we talk for a minute?’ or any of it’s cruel variants.

“Actually, I’m kind of busy right now, can this wait?” It was obvious that the answer to that was no, but still, he felt the need to ask.

“Not really, no. It’s important.” Peter saw the next few seconds playing out in his head. The inevitable had come to fruition; you realized that you could do better, and now you were cutting him loose. He couldn’t blame you, not really, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t going to rip him to shreds. He realized that whatever you brought for him was most likely a parting gift. How sweet.

“Oh. Alright.”

“Well, I’m going to give it to you straight,” you sighed. “I’m worried about you, Peter.”

Oh. He’s heard this speech before, he knows the spiel. He can vaguely recall a guidance counselor telling him the exact same thing before Peter decided to call him a slew of expletives. The tar pit in his chest began to grow.

“I’m fine.” This was a lie. The first lie in a long chain of lies that Peter was about to tell to you, his favorite person in the world. He loved you, but in that moment his vision clouded over. You weren’t the person he loved and cherished anymore, no, you were just another faceless blur that provided a temporary escape.

“Really? I feel like you’re pushing everyone away, you’re pushing me away.” Peter was becoming more and more irritated by the second.

“I told you, I’m fine. I’m not pushing you away.

“Don’t lie to me,” your voice is firm and unwavering. “You don’t sleep, you almost never eat-- I don’t think I’ve seen you stand still for more than three minutes once in the past month--”

“That’s just how I am,” Peter huffs. He wanted this conversation to be over. “That’s not your problem.”

“Your wellbeing is my problem, Peter, that’s the whole point of being friends with someone. Even more so now, because you’re my partner and I care about you--”

“Then stop,” Peter rolled his eyes. He's more irritable than normal-- most likely because he hasn’t slept in days. He could almost feel the venomous arms of isolation creeping around him. It’s a sick pattern, he knows; every time someone gets close to him, he feels the need to self-destruct before they lose interest. Even now, even after all this time, Peter’s still powerless against the poison in his veins.

“What?” You’re losing your reserve and your stature. He can tell. You’re slouching and picking at the cuticles on your thumb. It’s almost as if he’s been shoved into the back seat, and is now being forced to watch as a stranger takes the wheel and crashes the car. So much frustration, so much hurt, and it’s all coming out right now, onto you. Peter already regrets this entire interaction, but still, he manages to spit acid.

“Stop caring. Just leave, I know you want to. I know every night, you lie awake and think about all the different ways you can leave me in the dust. Not that it would matter to me.” This is another lie. Your eyes flash with hurt, but you stay put. You know he’s just being an asshole because he’s exhausted and too stubborn to admit that you’re right. He’s egging you on intentionally, trying to get you to snap and walk away.

“Peter, god, I love you but sometimes you can be so...”

“So what? C’mon, be honest with me,” He huffed.

“Frustrating,” You surrendered. The poise you once held was gone. “I know it isn’t your fault-- I know you’ve trusted so many people so deeply and been betrayed or sold out and I know you’ve loved so many times and been thrown to the curb without a second thought. But I don’t know what I can do to convince you that I’m here for you, and that I love you. I’ve tried everything, and it feels like I’m talking to a brick wall. I want to make this work, but I need you to work with me.” It’s evident in your voice that you’re desperate. You’re just hoping you’ll get through to him, somehow. “I need you to want it as bad as I do-- hell, I need you to want it at all.” Here it comes--

“You ever think, maybe, I just don’t want you to be that person for me? I’ve spent my life being independent, my entire existence so far has been built around the fact that I’m going to end up alone. People come and people go-- people like you and Charles-- and they tell me they care. They tell me that they love me and that they're here for me. And then they get tired of me and they leave. I wish that you would just leave me the fuck alone and let me live in solitude,” There it was. The lie to end all lies. The words tasted awful coming out of his mouth, and the whole ordeal left his mouth tasting very… sour. Peter had to look away, he couldn’t look at the expression on your face.

“Fine. If that’s what you want.” Your eyes never met his, but you paused before you exited the room. “I know you’re probably just… I don’t know, going through something, but you’re being an asshole. Don’t talk to me until you’ve sorted your shit out. Enjoy your solitude.” You left the room impossibly fast, your fists clenched so tightly Peter feared that your nails would break the skin on your palms. He struggled to keep it together-- why the fuck did he do that?

Peter collapsed onto his bed, and it’s only then that he realized you left behind the gift you got him. A part of him thought he should return it to you, but the other part of him urged for it to be opened. He tore the wrapping paper off before he realized what he was doing. The hardcover book the wrapping paper concealed was handbound, the cover littered with your beautifully familiar handwriting. In big, bold letters The Best of Poetry in the Humble Opinion of Y/n L/n was scrawled at the top.

Peter vividly remembers a late night you spent talking to him. You told him about your favorite poems, outlining each and every little detail you loved about them. Some of them he’d read already, some of them he hadn’t, but all of them sounded like artwork coming from you. He opened the front cover, and you’d written something else on the inside.

“In the words of the wonderful Peter Maximoff, ‘What’s the point of reading if you don’t get to share the love?’. This is me, sharing the love.”

Carefully, Peter opened to a random page in the book. He saw the notes in the margins and the doodles and the exclamation points and before he knew it Peter was on the verge of tears. He was barely containing himself, and then he read a specific annotation you made.

He had opened to the first page of “The Worm King’s Lullaby”, one of your all-time favorites. A specific line was underlined, one that Peter was all too familiar with: “Someone has to leave first. This is a very old story. There is no other version of this story.” Beside it, you wrote:

“As much of a genius Mr. Siken is, I have to disagree with this. If you love someone enough, you’ll never leave them and they’ll never leave you. Even if they die, even if things don’t work out, you’ll always have a little part of them to carry with you. Carry this part of me with you, Peter. Not that I plan on leaving anytime soon.”

That was it. The floodgates broke. Everything that Peter had held back came pouring out-- the past 10 minutes finally caught up with him, and they hit him like a bus. He sat in the corner of his bedroom, his knees pulled up to his chest so tightly he thought his legs would snap. Peter wanted to rip all his hair out or punch a hole in the wall or hold his head underwater until he was nothing but an obituary and a headstone. His chest burned and the pit of despair inside his chest had overtaken his system, and he hated himself with a burning passion. Why did he do that? Why did he do that? Why the fuck did he do that?

Peter Maximoff had his breakdown in solitude, revealing in the fact that he was, undeniably, the villain of his own life.

As it turns out, ‘getting his shit together’ is much harder than Peter originally anticipated. He's trying, he really is, but it's hard. Especially without you there. Peter knows that he fucked up, and he knows that he needs to work for your forgiveness. And don’t worry, he’s going to work for it.

It had only been a week, but the entire mansion could tell that something was off. Life just wasn’t the same without the randomized gusts of wind that would knock people off their feet; no one had been seriously injured or had something stolen from them. The whirlwind that was mansion life, while still chaotic, lost it’s fun.

Charles tried to keep things running smoothly, but he was an old man and didn’t exactly understand you and Peter. People would knock on your door every now and then, but you didn’t answer. You were much too busy analyzing exactly how much of a bitch you were being-- realistically, the answer is 0%, but you didn’t see it that way. No, from your perspective, you saw Peter having a mental breakdown and you ditched him. Pretty shitty move.

What you didn’t realize was that Peter was doing the exact same thing, however, the blame falls mostly on his shoulders, and boy does he know it. He’s been scripting his grand apology, trying desperately to find the right words to express exactly how sorry he is. Peter was never very good with words-- it’s always too hard to know if you’re going to say the wrong thing and mess everything up. Although, it’s hard to see how the scenario could get any worse.

He made the executive decision to start with “I’m sorry”-- a solid start to any apology. Sure, he could stop there, but Peter realized that he’d probably need more to win back his partner. So, he managed to scribble down a few more lines on a tiny notecard he was supposed to use for studying. Oh, what a wondrous redemption arc this would be; Peter gets into a fight with his wonderful partner and ruins their relationship and then struggles to come up with a coherent apology.

“I’m sorry about what I said, that was shitty. I shouldn’t have said that.” Peter’s eyebrows furrowed in frustration. God, he was going to die alone, wasn’t he? Maybe this is the cruel punishment the world is dealing to him, the universe is deciding that Peter’s redemption arc would be better if it, well, didn’t exist. Even so, he isn’t planning on giving up or giving in just yet.

He scrapped what he had so far and started at the beginning once again. His 9th grade english teacher would tell him to write about what he knows, and though he doesn’t know much, he’s an expert when it comes to himself. Peter knows how he feels about you, he knows how sorry he is, and he knows that he really, really, really wants you to know that he didn’t mean a word he said about not wanting you. Peter knows about love, at least a little bit, and he realizes he’ll need more than just words.

His mind drifts to that night, years ago, in front of the fireplace. He vividly remembers a tiger lily and a chameleon scribbled in the margins of your book. Realistically, Peter couldn’t get his hands on a chameleon, but a tiger lily was a different story. In high school, Peter took a botany course because he thought it’d be easy. It wasn’t, it was boring as all hell, but it seems like his slacking paid off. He knew tiger lilies were indigenous to Asia, but they’d become quite common along New England-area roadways.

Peter grabbed his jacket and took off, tearing through the roads like his life depended on it. In less than 10 minutes, Peter found himself in the middle of New Hampshire drenched in rain. In hindsight, he probably should’ve checked the weather before leaving. Nevertheless, he takes off into the small wooded area that laid passed the road’s end. Dozens of mushrooms dotted the muddy ground and mossy rocks clouded his peripheral vision. The rain begins to lighten as he spots a bright orange tiger lily peeking through the remains of a tree stump. He sprints over to it.

The tiger lily is bloomed and beautiful and Peter can’t tear his eyes away from the wide array of speckles and splotches and color. It’s pristine, but some of the petals are torn or wilting. The roots stretch into the stump below it, and Peter leans closer. The stump is old and worn, fungi and bugs eat away at the base next to a large hole where a family of worms reside. The stump is ugly, sure, but it’s useful. It helps keep the bugs fed and keeps the worms warm. There’s a metaphor here somewhere, but Peter is too distracted to find it.

He gently picks the flower and spins on his heel, taking off once again. The rain makes it harder to run, but it’ll take a lot more than water to stop Peter. By the time Peter gets back to Xavier’s the flower is a little crushed, but it’s still somewhat pristine.

He has the flower, he has the apology, and now all he needs is courage. Thankfully, that courage comes quickly as he instinctively knocks on your bedroom door. He probably should’ve stopped to collect himself, but he was riding a wave of adrenaline that wouldn’t come back.

“Go away, Jean,” You called from inside. You sounded tired, and it made Peter sad.

“It’s-- uh-- it’s not Jean,” Peter can hear your hesitant footsteps approaching the door, and suddenly the courage he managed to build up drained. His hands are shaking by the time you open the door. You look up at him, and Peter looks back at you, and suddenly everything is much harder to do. He looks down at his feet.

“Hi.” Your voice is hoarse, but clear.

“Hi.” Peter’s voice is uneven and quiet. You stand there in silence for a minute before Peter pipes up again.

“So, uh, you’re probably still mad at me and I get that, but I just want you to hear me out. I-If that’s okay,” You nod slowly, and Peter takes a deep breath. He thinks about the written apology that sat in his coat pocket, and he makes the last-minute decision to forget about it. He’ll speak from the heart, or, whatever people in rom-coms do.

“I’m sorry. It was really shitty of me to get angry at you because you were worried about me-- although, I guess shitty is an understatement. Everything that I said about, yknow, not wanting you or Charles or anyone else around anymore wasn’t true. I need you guys, and I love you guys and it was unfair of me to push you away. Solitude really sucks. I guess I’m just not very good at navigating relationships,” He exhales, and his chest shudders. “I understand if you don’t want to be with me anymore, I just thought I should make it clear how I feel.” It’s only then that he remembers about the tiger lily in his hand. “Oh, and this is for you.”

“A tiger lily?” you smiled softly. “These are my favorite-- how did you know?”

“I’m just observant, I guess. You usually draw them when you’re bored, I figured you’d like to see one in person,” You gently took the tiger lily in your hand. The silence that hung in the air was deafening, and Peter realized that was probably a bad sign. His chest drops just a bit, and he takes a small step backwards.

“I guess I should probably leave you alone--” Peter can’t get very far, because you immediately jump forward and wrap your arms around him. Eyes wide and heart pounding, you can feel Peter’s arms lock around your waist.

“Thank you,” You whispered. “Please don’t go.” Peter was smiling so hard his cheeks ached, and a horrible weight had been lifted off his shoulders. The close-contact was refreshing; he didn’t realize how much he missed it until that moment. He was pretty sure he would never, ever let you go. Not again.

To Peter Maximoff, physical affection has always been a touchy subject-- that is, until you came along. You proved to him that he deserved physical affection, that his mutation and his personality and weirdo quirks didn’t make him lesser or unlovable. Peter Maximoff deserved love, and you were the one who never failed to love him.

You sat on a wooden chair in front of the fireplace, reading to the group of children sitting at your feet. The emotional lines of “Snow and Dirty Rain” fell from your lips, and with every turning syllable the small group would listen just a little bit closer. Peter did, too, desperately trying to hear every single word you said. Class was almost over, and once the students were dismissed you’d probably stop reading.

“I made this place for you. A place for you to love me. If this isn't a kingdom then I don't know what is,” Your eyes tore away from the page to look at the kids at your feet. They fell upon Peter, and a smile erupted on your face.

Peter vaguely recalls the twisted idea of love that he held as a teenager. He thought love was a dragon to be defeated, a battle that could be won or lost. It’s clear now that love is the opposite-- it isn’t a fight or a battle or a thing to be conquered. It’s more like a flower; it needs to be cherished and cared for in order to grow. Sometimes the flower wilts and dies, and that’s natural, but sometimes the flower lasts for a lifetime.

Love wasn’t a dragon or a knight, it didn’t have a hero or a villain; it was much more like a tiger lily and a tree stump.

#Evan Peters #peter maximoff #pietro maximoff #pietro maximoff x reader #peter maximoff x reader #wandavision #xmen fanfiction #xmen

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constantlyunlightening · 4 years

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Day 13 : Vibrator w/ Ramuda Amermura

Warnings/Other Kinks: Edging, usage of the name oneesan, handcuffs

YA YA YA MINNA GENKI ♡

I know this isn't bnha but I've had the song Drops stuck in my head for a month now. I love all the hypmic boys and somehow this short king little shit stole my attention. Ramuda Amemura is from a multi-media project called Hypnosis Mic. It's a series of songs and drama cds (that has now expanded to a manga and an anime!!) about a world where people battle using rap battles. It's honestly pretty cheesy, but damn do I love it!

Disclaimer : 18+ years or older to read. All characters are 20+

For someone who played so damn cute all the time, he sure played as a wolf so well.

"I-it's too much!" Your voice came out between heated pants and whines as the toy vibrated against you faster now. What kind of toy was this? How could he even get it to go this fast? You had sworn the last time he cranked it up should have been the max but it just kept going. It whirred between your folds, back and forth as the monster seated before you would continue to brush it back against your clit whenever you seemed to relax a bit, and then before you could climax, it was on the move again. "Pleasseeee, lemme cum."

"Awww, but we haven't even gotten to the fun part yet, oneesan!"

He was a bubbly, 5'1", cotton candy colored monster, but a monster nonetheless.

Ramuda had you pinned like a butterfly tacked to a board - pretty and stuck. He had your wrists handcuffed and bound over your head. And to keep your lower half locked down, he had taken to straddling one of your thighs, while one hand kept your other leg up and stretched open and his other operated the surprisingly powerful vibrator he danced between your legs.

Never in your life would you have thought that this man would have been as much of a powerhouse in bed as he was turning out to be, and yet, here he was, having spent a full half an hour dragging you right to the precipice of climax only to yank you back down before you could get to the other side. He had done all that while looking down at you with a smile that would have put the sun to shame with the brightness it put out. He still had a candy sucker back behind his teeth, the stick poking out from his lips as he grinned. So cute and sweet but he had you in tears.

He had the toy on your clit again and you gave a full on yelp, causing a giggle to escape Ramuda's lips. "It sure looks like it feels good. But if you cum without me, I might be so sad, I'll cry." You would have found it ironic if you were in any mindset to think about anything other than your desire to orgasm. You were starting to see stars bursting behind your blurry eyes as your legs trembled and shivered, trying to thrash away from the hold he had on you. It wasn't surprising that the leg he was seated on didn't actually move much, but the grip his other hand had on her thigh was a lot stronger than she would have guessed. The more you struggled, the more bruising his grasp on you became but, your lust-filled brain was too preoccupied to care.

"Then get inside me," you argued, trying to get him to speed it up so you could find that tipping point. You could feel the pleasure bubbling inside of you -pressure rising up, up, up. And then he would tug the vibrator down again, away from that sweet spot and you were left whimpering. You jerked against the handcuffs holding you in place, your eyes squeezing shut as the toy teased you with slow strokes along your slit. You just wanted relief. Your body was begging for the monstrous boy that held you captive, your cunt clamping down onto empty air.

"But aren't you having fun? You look so so cute right now. You can handle more, right?" He prodded, bright aquamarine gaze fixed on you. It was a puppy dog sort of look but you certainly didn't trust the innocence behind it as he dropped the speed back down on the vibrations but picked a more intense pulse pattern. The high you had been working up was starting to drop but kept you just enough on edge. You were a roller coaster that never actually had that big drop. Just coasting along and only small bumps to help you keep momentum. "Come on, oneesan," he leaned himself over you more, bubblegum bangs dropping from his face as he stretched over you so he could hover. You remembered once reading about how pink was a physically charged color - there was something about it being a color that represented sex or something, right? Maybe his hair color did fit his personality but just not in the charming way you had first imagined it to. "A little longer, kayy?"

You wanted to say yes, some part of your brain wanted this man to give you the rewards of being patient. But the more urgent part took over and you whined. "Ramuda, please?" You urged just as he grazed your clit again, causing your whole body to arch like a cat in heat, rising off the bed. "More, please!"

You were too enraptured with the teasing he provoked to notice the sparks of darkness swirling into a gaze. You didn't notice that he had taken his sucker out of his mouth until the next time you whined out, he had shoved the sticky treat into your lips instead - overwhelming you with the taste of strawberries and his saliva. Your whimpering almost had you choking on it. "Shut up." His voice was an octave lower now - a pitch you hadn't heard from him before. A pitch that didn't match the sugary expression that had been staring at you all this while. It almost sounded dangerous, but the rumbling octave sent a dizzying vibration through you as he regained his hold back on your leg. "Suck on that and just take it already." A simple command, but there was a darkness that edged into his tone that you refused to fight with. Which is why, trying to hold back your mewling for more, you took the sucker between your lips, letting the messy taste of sugar coat your mouth even as he refocused the attention of the toy back onto that spot you craved. Your eyes, still glassy with tears, fluttered back to Ramuda only to see he had a tender, almost boyish smile back onto his lips. From that deep, caution-rearing voice, to his usual, playful laugh. The way he looked at you now made you wonder if you imagined him telling you to shut up.

"Thats so much better, oneesan! Im going to make you feel so good!"

#ramuda amemura #hypmic ramuda #ramuda x reader #hypmic smut #hypmic #kinktober #nobody asked for this #idk how many people even know about hypmic but it gives me serotonin

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Dabi NSFW Alphabet

Sexual content ahead! :D please don’t read if it makes you at all uncomfortable and you are not over 18+ thank you!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex) He’s a sadistic fuck, and if you need something, he won’t be a gentlemen about it. “Go get it yourself. You’ve got legs.” Even if your legs are feeling like jelly from the harsh fucking he’d just done on you, he still won’t go get it for you. Then when you get back... “Hey, think you could get me some water too?” At that point you’ll throw the water you got for yourself at his face, grab your underwear and lock yourself in the shower. When you come out there’s usually a water bottle waiting for you. He just likes seeing you angry.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) since his skin is burnt up, he doesn’t find himself attractive, and has been called a freak and ugly multiple times. He likes his hands. His hands are where his flames come from and even if he thinks he’s weak, he knows his flames are very powerful. He likes your smile. Cheesy i know. In his dark world your smile brightens up everything, and gives him strength to keep pushing harder. You also support his dream, and when you smile. He knows you’re always by his side even when you aren’t physically.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) He likes to spread his cum all over you, and cum in your mouth. He likes to look down on you while you’re on your knees in front of him and praise you. “Awe would you look at that? The princess is dirty. This look suits you better.” And when he cums on your back or your stomach, he’ll spread it around with your hand and heat up his hand s little to make you squirm at the feeling of his cum and the heat.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) He’s sadistic, and his dirty secret is that he wants to burn you. He wants to hold your hips and permanently mark your body with his hands. When he sees you naked, and then looks down at the scarred hand prints on your hips, it’ll make his chest full with pride. It’ll also make a grin spread across his face. “Looks good. Soon enough we’ll match.” Thats a very romantic coming from Dabi.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) He’s a villain, and because of his scars he runs off everyone. Nobody thinks he’s attractive. But he’s had at minimum one or two experiences, so he’s not a god, but he knows what he’s doing. There’s no scaring on his love parts. That’s a plus. Meeting you though, he’s gotten to unleash his wild side.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) doggy. Definitely. He will grab your hips with one hand and brutally slam into you while his other hand is around your neck, squeezing it tightly while you beg and choke on your saliva and moans. He’s also a fan of seeing you on top. Laying on his back with his arms behind his head watching you use him to pleasure yourself. It really gets him off.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) seriously. Never goofy. The thing he does is tease you, mock you, and degrade you, even though he doesn’t mean any of it.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) He keeps it very well shaved. You never see any stubble ever, it’s almost like he shaves it everyday. His hair colors black right? So why would there be any reason to constantly shave... unless? It’s naturally red and doesn’t want you to know it? :o

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) he’s a villain, and is not used to being a nice guy. Dating you has made him yearn more for intimacy, but he’s still not affectionate during sex. If he’s upset he’ll be more rough and demanding. If he’s in a good mood he’ll occasionally kiss your shoulders and your hands. Always during sex though, he’ll make out heavily with you. Whether it’s angry or loving.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon) He has other things to focus on rather than sex. He’s usually only ever turned on if you’re there with him doing something lewd, or bending over for him to get a sexy view of your ass. If he does get horny, he’ll tease you after he’s finished. By sending you a text and a teasing picture of his softening cock in is hand with cum spread on his rough hands. “You’re not doing your job. I might have to fire you. Literally.” Of course this is a joke just to get under your skin.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks) Fireplay, Master/Slave, sadist, smacking you (not in an abusive way like spanking, etc.) and likes risk. He’s also not opposed to exhibitionism. If he’s horny and you’re casually talking to Toga or Twice or having a drink with Shigaraki, he will shamelessly pull your pants down and start right there. He wants to use his flames and touch you all over until you’re crying that it hurts and begging him to stop. He likes hurting you, but knows when you’re extremely serious or when you’re just in the moment.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do) anywhere. He doesn’t care. Unless it’s somewhere extremely public with like civilians where they can see and recognize him. He’s a villain after all. People know his face. He doesn’t wanna go to jail for having sex with you in public. He’d rather go to jail for doing a sinister crime. You always help him with getting away though. Sure you’re a good person and not a villain, but you still love the man. You understand his will to follow stains ideology. You agree. Just not with the killing part. He also likes to do it in the bedroom and especially in the bath. Feeling warm water on his scarred skin relaxes him.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going) your ass gets him going, and your waist. He loves dropping things on purpose and watching you bend over to pick it up. He gets especially hard when you’re wearing a skirt and he can see your panties. Another turn on is when you’re wearing a dress or skirt with no panties on underneath. It gets him angry when you’re out in public like that, but then he punishes you and makes you leave it on. Eventually, he’ll burn the skirt off.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) daddy kink, he has a bad experience with his father so he doesn’t want to be reminded. Threesomes. He’s a bit possessive over you. You’re probably the only good thing in his life and the only person who’s ever stood beside him through every fucked up thing he did. If you did have a threesome, he would have to kill whoever touched you. He’d also be one of those people to get very irritated hearing about your exes and want to kill them.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) receiving. Like I said before, Dabi is very sadistic and likes to face fuck you. You have to learn how to not have a gag reflex when you decide to engage sexually with the villain. He’ll occasionally give it to you. He’s really good at it, but feels you won’t enjoy it due to his scarred skin. However, you love feeling those staples near his mouth just rub against you giving you a cool sensation. Never gets old.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) He’s always fast and rough, unless he wants to tease you and make you beg for it. Then he’ll be slow, but harsher than before. Expect your thighs or ass to be red and flushed when he’s done. Sometimes when he’s upset he’ll just ignore foreplay and fuck you as hard as he can to rid himself of his angry thoughts. When you’re upset he’ll try to take things a bit slower, giving you kisses and praising you, which is a bit rare.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) not opposed to them. But doesn’t do it often. You’re usually away at work while he’s doing villainous stuff, and at night is when you both really get frisky. If you’re about to go to work and he breaks into your house (he has a key) he’ll push you against the wall after you’re already dressed, groomed, and clean. Afterwards, he’ll leave and say thanks, then demand you come see him later. You’re always late to work when that happens.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) he’s willing to try things at least once. As long as you’re ok with it. He’s gonna tell you what he’s thinking about first and if you’re seriously opposed to it, he won’t, but if there’s a slight on the rail chance, he’ll try and manipulate you to do it. The sex is still always amazing.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) probably two or three. He lasts a long time. Usually you’ll have came about two or three times before he even cums once. He degrades you about how you don’t make him cum quickly and that you’re too slow. “Better catch up if you wanna keep rollin’ with me, sweetheart.” He mock you, but he loves you.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) will never let you use any on him. He’d turn whatever it was to ash before it happened. He’s bought toys for you. Sometimes when you go out together to the mall and he’s wearing his big baggy jacket and some glasses to hide his face, he’ll sneakily slide his hands in your pants or up your skirt and slip a vibrator inside and turn it on. It’s his favorite thing to do to make you angry and frustrated.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) he loves to tease you. If you’ve done something to especially piss him off, sometimes he’ll sneak into your house, or visit you at work looking shady as fuck and over stimulate you until you’re right on the edge of cumming. Then he’ll leave. He passively teases you a lot. “I’m so sore from work... ugh.” “I know something that’ll make you even sorer. Then you won’t be bitching about work and only focusing on me.” He gets jealous.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) very quiet, but will tease you by moaning and whispering your name in your ear while he fucks you. He grunts and pants a lot, groaning occasionally and making a sly comment on you tightening around him. “Oh, isn’t that something? You’re tightening around me. Are you getting close, sweetheart?” Something that really gets him moaning is when you roughly kiss his scarred skin where his staples are. He’s a little sensitive there and gets embarrassed when you tell him he’s beautiful. He won’t believe you, but do it anyways.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) likes to buy you clothes. And by buy. I mean steal. Sometimes he rips your panties and you mourn the loss of one of your favorite pairs of panties. You’d think he would steal only sexy underwear. But he mainly tried to get stuff you’re going to be comfortable in. And when you’re about to do it, and he’s taking off your panties and he notices it’s the ones he got you, he’ll feel happy, and won’t rip or burn that pair off. He also likes to get you nice work clothes and jewelry. That way when people see the new outfits you can brag about it and tell them your boyfriend “bought” it for you.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) He’s pretty big. He’s above average and has girth to him. Sure he hasn’t had a whole lot of experience, but god, sex with him made you feel a certain way. If he ever cums inside you and you stand up afterwards, it’s all coming out, he stretches you perfectly. There’s also no scars or piercings down there.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) this dude has a very naughty mind when it comes to you. He has a very high sex drive for you. He’s never been interested in sex. He usually had more important things to do. Like committing crimes, taunting heroes, and carrying out orders from Shigaraki as the commander of an elite team of villains.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) he doesn’t get a lot of sleep, but usually after sex he gets pretty tired. He’ll be laying with you in bed both completely naked under the covers. Your head will be on his chest and he’ll have his arm around you on his back. He’ll nod off and try to stay awake, but eventually he’ll be out like a light. It’s always funny watching him try to stay awake and then falling asleep with his head lulling to the side with his lips parted. It’s very cute.

#my hero headcanons #dabi smut #my hero academia #mha dabi #dabi headcanons #bnha dabi

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dr-stoneworld · 5 years

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SIS- OMG IM SO EXCITED! Can I request sfw and nsfw relationship headcannons for Senku?? Good luck with your new blog! You have my support ❤️

SFW

• Senku is an awkward babie when it comes to relationships. He is too inexperienced because obviously you were his first special one.

• But he tries so hard to overcome that hard patch.

• Will go the extra miles just for you.

• If you're interested in science then consider yourself to be one of the smartest person to have existed. He'll tell you literally each and everything about his work and about science in such a way thats extremely easy to understand.

• When it comes to asking you help, he'll say something like" Let’s be lab partners together. Do you want me to put my stirring rod in your beaker?" And you're just standing there, surprised like "???????huhwhat?"

• If you're not interested then he'll be interested in science he'll come up with 10 billion excuses to make you work with him.

• Into designs etc? "Love can you please help me drawing this machine I'm having difficulties." Into writing? "Baby will you please help me write some scientific stuff like theories? I don't know how to word them in the most classy and interesting way." Into handling finance? I can definitely see you both making Ryusui go broke.

• You both are literally a power couple. Unbeatable.

• Suika is your and senku's child.

• Also sometimes you both would sneak off into the wilderness to just enjoy the breeze and enjoy the stars. You both definitely have a hide out.

• All he wants is you to be besides him, doesn't matter if he is working or not, it makes him feel so happy and encouraged, just by seeing you with him.

NSFW

• Hot stuff with him is usually vanilla as he likes to cherish the little-to-none intimate privacy he gets to spend with you.

• He will be so much into body praising or just prasing you, telling you how enchanting you look underneath the glimmering stars.

• He'll definitely be oh-so scientifically cheesy and say "You must be from the cosmos because your body is heavenly." While gently making love to you and caressing your body and your delicate curves.

• He loves leaving hickeys on you his favorite spots are lil under your collarbones, on your chest, near your heart, inside of your thighs. Hickeys excite him so much.

• He loves your moans so much, they're sure a pleasure to him.

• Well that was the soft side of him. Here comes the part where he is so sexually frustrated.

• Honestly? Blowjobs get him weak. He'll whimper underneath your touch, shaking while cumming into your mouth.

• But as soon as he cums you see the change in his attitude, it's extremely surprising.

• Senku is so cocky, that makes him a mad dom.

• He'll get you sit on his lap faster than the speed of light, harshly thursting inside of you as he chokes you.

• "Baby that was so bad of you, do you like being dirty?" He'll say while spanking you.

• Oh god he knows about body so much, he'll know how to get you all worked up and will make up orgasm so soon.

• He knows how to play your strings too well that it's unfair.

• If you're a female he'll definitely come on your body, he just loves to see you how you look all messed up by HIM.

• If you're a male, oh god he'll 10 billion percent come inside of you because you moan and shake as he is ruining you.

SFW/NSFW BONUS (AFTERCARE):

• HE. LOVES. BEING. CLEAN.

• Okay but Senku will definitely help you clean up

• Honestly he just can't handle the stickyness

• He thinks that being clean is extremely important, because you're in stone age that means there are higher chances of getting an infection.

• Soon after you both are all set and ready to sleep, he will give you a small peck on your lips before thanking you for everything and say goodnight to you.

• You both are so exhausted after your heaty seassion that you both literally fall asleep together.

"Wow they were extra loud today" Gen mumbles to himself half asleep. Whereas pure baby Chrome quitely questions existence of everything all night long.

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This is my first time writing something. I know it's not really good but I still hope you like it my lovely friend @nia-writes-bnha ilysm 🥺🥰

#senku x reader #ishigami senku #senku #dr stone senku #senku headcannons #dr stone #dr stone x reader #senku Headcannons

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rendevok · 4 years

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are you still working on plenty of fish in the sea? I love your art style and the story's so cute ^^

Hi, dear anon. Thank you so much, I'm glad you seemed to like that particular project! However, I regret to inform that i dont really intend to finish the story any longer. It HAS been a year now after all, so my style and interests have vastly changed.

Still, i do believe i owe it to those interested to explain the story as it would have played out (in fact i had a stream on instagram last month where i explained it some), so without further ado... here is the story of Plenty of Fish in the Sea...

The story had been organized into words & themes, as you may have noticed. So here is that list and then, my notes on the projected story that eventually devolve into my specific brand of storytelling and very poorly thought out (but cheesy) dialogue. Try your best not to judge me since it would have likely been altered and improved once i worked my way through it, and keep in mind i am 100% an amateur.

cover/prologue

drown/savior

waking up/scale

sighting/caught - (i made it this far in terms of finished/posted art!)

storm/plunge

marooned/together

wound/care

curious/weak

gift/open

missing/heart to heart

ship in the night/hostage

in knots/jailbreak

savior/drown (ll)

scale/waking up (ll) - ^these were intentional mirrors of the first 2 main parts

heart on a string

plenty of fish in the sea

Here are my notes that follow these themes:

The story with a prologue, wherein, a young Lance saves a young Keith from drowning, and Keith is left with the memory of a boy and a brilliantly colored scale

Ffwd to the future, Keith is a sailor (not a captain, sorry) who is secretly hunting this mer with the scales that are impossibly valuable (or so he’s been told his whole life). Sure being a pirate gets him some riches but nothing like what the whole tail of scales would! Keith is not truly sure why he’s spent so much of his life fixated on this scale, but he has. So he’s done everything in his power to learn about mer people (what little there is known) to be able to properly track down and capture this mer.

One stormy night he is disturbed from his slumber, called to the deck for help and soon enough he sees the cause for alarm - a mer has been caught in their nets while the storm tossed it about. And of course its not just any mer, it’s the mer. Keith, being Keith, does what he can in the moment - he attempts to cut the nets free of the ship (after all, this is HIS mer to catch), but not a moment after succeeding in his attempt, the sloshing throws him overboard, and soon enough, he falls prey to the violent crashing of waves, sending him into a chilly darkness.

When he awakens, he finds himself on a shore, and soon enough he realizes its an island - he is in fact, marooned. He does what he knows he should first- look for sources of fresh water and food. He has some luck with the food, though not so much with the water (that has him concerned but not entirely hopeless). In his wanderings about the island, he finds that he is not alone. The merman is there with him, which would be a curious thing, were it not for the nets he’s still tangled in and a wide gash across his back. He attempts to approach to appraise the damage more closely, but is met with the hostile hissing of the merman. Keith does his best to try and reason with him, but he simply does not want his help

However, Keith is not really one to let things be. Never has been. He finds his own food, and a small amount of water. He offers some to the mer (who has managed to untangle himself, though still very much injured) responding with only hisses and glares. Keith leaves the food within reach. This process continues for a day or so, before the mer finally gives in and accepts the food. Keith finally asks again if he can help. The mer declines.

So this continues- Keith offers what food he can, the mer picks what he wants and leaves the rest. After a week of this, the mer disappears from his spot, and Keith assumes he’s finally left, only he is met with the mer in a different shore of the island (the one he had been spending his nights)

Now that he is mobile he seems much happier (though maybe not 100% active). He talks with Keith, and Keith cant really do much about it. He asks him things about humans, showing much more interest in humans than his first impression let on. Keith has his own burning questions, but most of them stem from all that time convincing himself he wanted to find this very mer and skin him alive.... kinda hard to imagine doing when he’s becoming much more human. Lance (as he has finally given his name) finally admits he cannot leave because he is still recovering. He can fish for small kills around the island, but he cant leave and swim out in the open ocean just yet. Keith internally feels a stone drop in his stomach. If only he had such a positive future to look forward to.

One day, Keith brings Lance a handful of oysters to feast on, and during he finds none other than a pearl tucked in the muscle of his meal. He is less ecstatic than Keith, who offers how rare and precious they are to humans. Lance gives him the pearl, which he tucks away with the scale that he keeps tucked by his heart in a small container on a string. Keith smiles quite a bit after receiving this gift, and Lance is left to feel conflicting positive emotions over it.

One sunset, after a quiet day (from Lance, he hadnt been very talkative) Keith notices him resting over by some rocks, back turned to Keith. Keith approaches and before he can keep Keith from seeing, he sees Lance is playing with a blank spot in his scales. Keith knows just what is missing but he asks whats wrong anyway. Lance is nervous but he responds: He lost a scale. He was still very young, and he saved a human from drowning - something he was scolded for back then. Interacting with humans is forbidden, but Lance wasnt about to let some kid like him die. However, while not completely unheard of for mer, losing a scale so young was not a good thing. He often felt ashamed for that blank spot in his tail - a reminder that he was missing a piece of himself - and this was just one of those times. Keith sits close and offers his condolences, and continues to say that saving someone was very kind and heroic of him - he only wishes humans were so kind to him as child. He lived most of his life as an orphan, finding a mentor only to have him leave on a ship and never return. Lance is sad to hear this. He misses his family right now, sure, but he knows he will find his way back. He will never miss them like Keith misses his. Lance might have a missing scale, but its nothing compared to the love Keith has been missing nearly all his life.

And so, tied up in the depths of Sendak ship, Keith sits with his guilt. He got Lance caught by the most ruthless hunters out there and was helpless to do anything about it. And he... he thinks that he would rather see Lance free. He’s a person, and he cares more than anyone he has ever met. He has a family. His life is worth more than anything a king could offer for his scales. He’s irreplaceable - especially to Keith. But now.. there isn’t hope. He’s stuck, and probably falling for a merman whos about to get skinned alive. He sheds a tear, hoping beyond anything that Lance somehow manages to escape.

Not a moment later, someone bursts through the door: Shiro. Keith is shocked to say the least, as is Shiro, but there really isn’t much time to spare seeing as how he’s being broken out. Keith grabs his belongings from the corner and shuffles out with him to the deck, where they emerge into the fray. Keith can see that all the mer are being kept on deck in cages, and sets off, blazing a trail through the fighting to go and free them.

He breaks through every chain, telling the mer to leave as soon as they can, he finally makes his way to Lance, who had been set apart from the others. Its closer to sendak, who is crossing swords with shiro. He slices through the chain one last time, freeing Lance, who is startled and tries to speak, but before he can, keith is being affronted by Sendak. They lock swords, Keith pushed to the rail, barely holding off. Sendak suddenly hisses - lance has picked up a sword and swiped at the back of his legs. Keith thinks this is his moment to slip from this position, but before he can move, Sendak kicks the wind out of him, and sends him overboard. He crashes into the icy waves, quickly choking on the water and struggling to find which way is up. Slowly, he chokes, he sinks, and finally, he gives into the creeping darkness. He sees a faint flash before his vision fades to black and he loses consciousness. At least, he thinks, that Lance has a chance at freedom.

To say he is surprised he opens his eyes again is an understatement. The sun glares and makes his head ache, his lungs and throat are sore and raw from the seawater, breathing is painful, but he’s alive. The sun is suddenly not so bright, and when he tries to see why- Lance is above him blocking it out. It reminds him of when he had been saved before. Lance is saying his name and it’s like an angel calling to him.

“We’ve got to stop meeting like this.”

Lance makes a confused coo “I’m pretty sure the last time, you were the one to find me.”

Keith lets out a small laugh, which is painful, so he smiles instead. “I was the child you saved. Thats what i was trying to tell you before...”. When he looks at Lance, even in his tired state he can see the wheels turning in Lance’s head. Keith sits up, to face him better.

“I didn’t know for sure until you told me you saved a human all that time ago. If you’re not convinced, I think this should be convincing enough” and he pulls his little bottle out to let it display it’s contents: the pearl, and of course, a glimmering scale, it’s beauty only rivaled by the tail it once was a part of, sitting a few feet away.

“You-”

Keith opens the bottle, and takes it out, to hold and admire in his open palm.

“For a long time, this was my only belonging. People tried to take it, to buy it from me. They told me it was worth more money than i could ever imagine, but... I could never bring myself to sell it.” He looks up then to see Lance stunned into silence. Keith smiles, in a sorrowful sort of understanding. “I’m glad I didn’t.”

He then holds his hand out to Lance, offering him the scale he said was like a missing piece of him.

Lance lifts shaky hands and settles them on Keith’s one, not touching the scale. Keith continues:

“Thank you, Lance. For saving me then, and now.”

After a long moment of silence between them (the shushing of the beach hardly audible) Lance finally speaks.

“I never thought I’d see this again,” he speaks quietly, as he stares down at his scale in Keith’s hand. “But knowing that you found it, cherished it, took care of it, and kept it safe.... I know it’s where it belongs.”

Lance gently closes Keith’s palm around the scale and kisses his knuckles. “Keep it,” Lance looks up, and when he looks into Keith’s eyes, its like he can feel his heart and soul pouring out, “and promise me you’ll think of me every once in a while.” Lance smiles rather sadly.

Gaze flicking back to his hand, where the scale lies, Keith’s heart flutters at the implication behind his action, but stutters at the thought of Lance going away forever (as the words seemed to imply). He takes a deep breath, looks back into Lance’s eyes, their depths calling to him, as though this is the only moment he will ever have to express himself. Maybe it is. His hand reaches up to caress his face, and hold his gaze.

“You’ve saved me from drowning twice. I could hardly manage to forget you before I really even knew you. I’ve been looking for you for what feels like my whole life, and now that I’ve found you... you think i could somehow manage to not think of you every day?” Keith leans in, and kisses his cheek.

“I’ll always have a piece of you here,” he brings his closed fist to his chest, “right by my heart. I am the one who should ask to be remembered.”

“Though...” his thoughts trail as he looks down at Lance’s lips, “I selfishly wish I wouldn’t have to.” Lance breaks his stunned silence, hand coming up to hold Keith’s on his cheek. “Keith....”

Keith lets out a small pained laugh as his heart constricts, removing his hand to help replace the scale to its place in the bottle, and around his neck. He looks at it fondly and softly speaks, “There is this saying we have - about finding love - ‘There are plenty of fish in the sea’ -and it’s true. There are plenty of people I could learn to love, but... the one I want is you.”

The relief Lance feels upon hearing this has his heart swelling, pushing him forward to crash their lips together. Keith is startled at first, but quickly melts into the kiss, moving to wrap his arms around Lance’s neck. They kiss until Keith feels like he’s drowning again, though this time he’s not opposed to it.

And THAT, dear anon, is why you should never be afraid to ask questions. I hope this maybe gave you a little peace, a laugh, something to stir your little klancer heart.

#klance #mer!lance #POFITS #lance mcclain #keith kogane #please do not judge me i just want to repent for leavin yall hangin #fvld #asks #anonymous #long post #god im so sorry i literally do NOT know how to add the text break on mobile #is that even a thing anymore??? i’m no longer in touch with the tumbles

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freeshavacado · 4 years

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My thoughts while reading Gone by Michael Grant:

* wait how old is Sam

* He do be liking Astrid doe

* Damn so Sam is a Leader

* Ew Orc is an 8th grader? 🤮

* Ok I googled it Sam is 14

* I like Quinn

* Sam thinks he’s so awkward but he’s actually really chill so far

* THE PAIN THIS GIRL IS GOING THROUGH OH MY GOD

* Poor Mary :(

* Howard’s a bitch

* Cut to Quinn being a racist motherfucker

* I love Edilio

* Sam is WHIPPED for Astrid

* Orc is such a piece of shiiiiiit

* LANAAAAA :(((

* Poor thing is in so much pain

* Patrick her dog is alive so that’s good

* She’s deadass slowly dying

* Thank god her arm is better

* I want to make this into a TV series

* If Sam and Astrid don’t kiss at some point I swear

* Hahahaha Sam do be shirtless rn

* Why isn’t Astrid happy to see Little Pete???

* MARY. IF YOU POUR HOT ASS COFFEE ON A CHILD, DONT JUST STAND THERE AND THEN RUN AWAY. PUT COLD WATER ON THE BURN

* Aw Mary has had bulimia since she was ten :(

* Ok so what she just took her Prozac and then threw up? Wouldn’t the pill go up too? I think your stomach/body needs like 30 minutes to absorb it into the blood stream...

* HELP SAM HES CHOKING

* Bruh my ass would be so exhausted

* Quinn low key an ass tho

* Lol edilio isn’t standing for this bullshit

* Lmaooo Astrid knew 💀

* Omg little Pete has it too

* Wow Quinn is an asshole pt 2

* I feel like Caine is gonna be a villain...like he’s pretty AND nice? Nah bro too good to be true

* Fucking Orc god 😒😒😒

* Caine is up to some shit 🤨

* Lmao hold up

* Diana probably whipped tho

* Sam please only be a simp for Astrid 😩

* I bet Drake is hot

* Aww computer Jack :) DONT YOU TURN ON ME SON

* “The captain is already maintaining” Bullshit 💀

* Are they really gonna call this eighth grader ‘Captain’?

* LMAOOO THE BASTARD CANT EVEN READ OR WRITE 💀💀💀

* Lol making Sam the fire chief because he was brave enough to go into a fire one time, so therefore he is the most qualified

* Bruh that’s like if I gave a kid the Heimlich maneuver bc he was choking on a gummy worm or some shit and they were like “Well because she did that, she should be the head doctor!!!”

* CAINE IS FULL OF SUCH BULLSHIT OML

* PRETENDING TO CRY N SHIT GOD

* I already know that Diana is gonna try and seduce Sam while she’s actually a spy for the private school kids

* Which, btw, of course it’s the private school kids smh

* I feel like maybe Computer Jack will be someone who eventually switches to the Good Side

* ALSO wow jack really be thinking that he’s smarter than Astrid smh 🙄

* Jack is such a smartsass

* Diana is such a fucking bitch oh my god 😒😒😒

* “You don’t look tough, Astrid” STFU SHES THE TOUGHEST OF THEM ALL

* Ok but I bet Diana and Astrid low key have sexual tension. Like obviously nothing’s gonna happen...but still

* Bruh I hate Caine

* Fuckin Diana with her ‘readings’ bullshit smh

* YESSSS LANA 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻 so strong

* Literally how do they not know how to make pasta

* “I thought your people ate tortillas,” QUINN YOU RACIST PEICE OF SHIT UGH

* Poor Bette :(

* Orc is a piece of shit, I know we’ve already established this but I wanted to say it again

* I love Edilio so much

* Orc really using a slur against Edilio huh. Imma kill him

* IM SO DONE WITH QUINN. THIS BITCH REALLY JUST SAID “let him have her” LIKE TF????

* Drake is such a bastard oh my god

* If you hate Quinn and you know it clap your hands 👏🏻👏🏻

* No seriously. I fucking hate him.

* Nooooo Bette died :((

* “I can’t kiss you with your little brother watching” AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

* Did they kiss or not wtf

* What the hell is up with this cat

* Ah so they did kiss!!

* Why didn’t I get details 🤨

* No a baby died 😞

* Quinn s u c k s

* How convenient that Sam got there *right* before Emma disappeared

* Those last 6 minutes before Anna disappeared too and was calling out to her sister, and so for what she thought was her last few minutes on earth she held sams hand :(

* Lol Diana sucks

* ‘WoRDs DONT sCArE mE’ shut up Drake

* Okay Computer Jack is definitely going to betray them because they underestimate him and take him for granted

* You’re telling me Caine and Sam could be TWINS???

* Why was the kiss ‘a mistake’ ?

* Okay NOW they’re awkward

* “But it was the first time I meant it” I CANT. ITS SO CHEESY

* I HATE QUINN

* These kids are crazy violent

* Fuck Diana

* Yikes now Sam only has some of his eyebrows left 😬

* Caine is in love with Diana 👀

* Little Pete might be more powerful than Caine 😛

* THESE KIDS ARE CRAZY LIKE CHILL

* Diana: I really dislike you Astrid: of course you dislike me, I make you feel inferior

* ROASTED ^

* Mmmm Quinn is trying to redeem himself

* “Don’t call me brah. I’m not your brother” OHHHHHHHHHHH HE REALLY WENT THERE

* that’s what you get for being a backstabbing asshole

* Poor Astrid :(

* Poor Little Pete :(

* Bro I need this to be a movie

* I love that Sam just punched Quinn like we had no choice but to stan

* Ok drake would definitely shoot up a school

* Fuck Drake

* Lana is so strong. Like she’s been in so much pain physically and mentally, and she almost died. But she saved herself and now even though she thinks she might be the only person left alive on earth, she is still keeping strong.

* What happens if the boat runs out of gas?

* Bruh these coyotes don’t give up

* THE COYOTES AGAIN??

* “Go out” “You’ll kill me,” “Yes. Go out, die fast. Stay, die slow”

* Wowwwwwwwwwww^

* Lmaooo “L.P.”

* Awwww Sam: “...she was still so beautiful that sometimes he had to look away.”

* Okay he a lil’ horny

* Awe Astrid and Sam hugging I’m soft 🥺

* I’m so sick of these damn coyotes

* Bruh these coyotes 😒

* Diana is annoying

* Literally can’t remember who Andrew is, but they’re about to film his passing away like wtf

* Poor Andrew :(

* “You’re a deep sleeper, Jack. Just now, while you were sleeping? I held your pudgy little hand. Probably as close as you’ll ever get to holding hands with a girl. Assuming you even like girls.” FUCK YOU DIANA

* Okay so Diana will protect Jack as long as he ‘belongs’ to her and does what ever she wants? That’s pretty sus

* Sam and Astrid kissed again 😖☺️

* Lmaooo Albert over here running McDonald’s

* Salads disappeared quickly from the McDonald’s menu since this whole thing? Who the hell orders a salad from McDonald’s?

* So Albert kinda whipped for Mary 👀

* I haaaaatttteeee the private school kids

* Y’know what depending on where I was and who I was with in this situation, I might’ve just killed myself

* “Remember who owns you” ew 🤨

* Diana. I hate you

* Bro I feel bad for Andrew

* How is Lana back at the cabin?

* That IS Lana right??

* Okay things are moving fast between Sam and Astrid. Like she’s already saying “I just want you here with me. Safe” like 🤢

* Lana, about Sam: your boyfriend? Astrid: ThAts nOt WhAt iTs AbouT

* LMAOO AFTER SHE SAID THAT SHE SAID IN A LOW VOICE “kind of” WHAT

* Lol Lana be out here like “yeah shits crazy. Get with the program”

* Ew they’re eating pudding with their hands 🤮

* I don’t care how hungry you are, that’s gross

* Like get a spoon or something

* Lana just called Astrid “smart girl Barbie” 🤨

* Part of me is like “lol” but the other part of me is like “bruh stop Astrid did nothing wrong”

* I still hate Quinn but he is kind of funny

* Lana calling Astrid “the blonde” like girl 😑

* Bruh you’re stuck in a house that is literally on fire and getting hotter by the second as it fills with smoke, now is not the time to be kissing Astrid

* Finally the damn coyotes are gone.

* Sam is so angry and he’s disgusted with himself for being so angry, I relate

* Fuck you, Quinn

* Fuck drake

* I would gladly kill Drake

* OOOOOOOOO EDILIO LIKES LANA AHHHHHH

* SIMP

* omg I love it 😩

* Lmaooooo Sams speech wow

* Sam you should NOT forgive Quinn. Especially not that fast. Yikes.

* Orc should feel bad for killing Bette. I have no pity for him rn

* Yes please kill drake.

* I am so happy that his arm is on fire. 100% he deserves to feel that pain

* Aww that’s kinda nice that Albert is planning thanksgiving dinner for everyone

* DAMMIT DRAKE

* I hate drake so much like dude just shut up and leave everyone alone

* Orc oh my god I could not be rolling my eyes harder right now

* Tbh if Orc and his other friends die, I’m okay with that

* What tf is up with this DVD

* Little Pete caused all of this??? 😦

* I’m sooooo sick of this whole darkness and coyote stuff istg

* Where is Patrick?????

* If Patrick is dead imma throw hands

* Diana is such an evil person. Like Drake is a monster, but she’s horrible in a different way.

* Also ughhhhhhhhhh Drake is back 😒😒😒😒😒 so sick of that mf

* “So. When do we go take down Sam Temple?” 🙄🙄🙄 no one likes you Drake

* AHAHAHHSJAHSHSHHSHD

* SAM JUST TOLD ASTRID HE LOVED HER

* AND SHE SAID IT BACK

* IM. S O F T

* (like my brain is still saying “y’all have talked for less than two weeks and you’re 14”)

* But like whatever 😭❤️

* My eyes just rolled into the back of my skull once Diana appeared

* Taylor low key flirting with Sam tho 👀

* When I first met Dekka, I was all: ‘what the hecka?’

* THOSE DAMN COYOTES

* I’m crying because Quinn couldn’t kill Drake because he was scared, and now children are screaming. Ugh I really wanted him to kill Drake but I understand that killing someone is a crazy thing to have on your conscience

* Call me cold hearted, but I would’ve shot him

* This is all in theory of course ^ I bet if I was in that situation though it wouldn’t be as easy as “just shoot him”

* I don’t think I’ve ever been more annoyed with a fictional character than I am with Drake rn

* Yooo I bet Isabella has some animal powers or sumn

* Caine 🙄🙄🙄 like that emoji doesn’t even come close to describing how annoyed I am

* Wait so is Patrick back now or...?

* Caine really just. Kissed Diana. Because she “owed him”????

* THIS IS SOME BULLSHIT

* I literally hate sooooooooo many characters in this book ugh 😒😒😒

* Quinn is watching Drake kill Sam and is doing nothing. I’m so done with this piece of shit

* Ok finally he tried to shoot him

* “You know it always gets me hot when you say ‘apt analogy.’” “Why do you think I do it?”

* Y’all 🥴🥴🥴

* THOSE DAMN COYOTES

* Literally? Imagine being this heartless. Giving up hundreds of kids to coyotes without hesitation. The hate I have for Caine is real

* Once again, Orc feeling bad for what he did to Bette. And honestly? I’m still okay with that

* This kid is an a l c o h o l i c

* Computer Jack is so annoying like dude stop holding on to Sams leg. Literally

* Still hate Diana, but I like that she’s helping out Sam a little bit

* Ew Diana just kissed Sam on the corner of his mouth 🤢

* I TOLD YALL ^^^

* Yay Patrick is alive :)

* “I guess we won,” Sam said. “Yeah,” Edilio agreed. “I’ll get the backhoe. Got a lot of holes to dig.”

* ^im. Depressed

* I cannot for the life of me remember who Cookie is

* “Orc sat with Howard in a corner by themselves. Orc had fought Drake to a standstill. But no one-least of all Orc-had forgotten Bette.”

* ^good.

* Y’all Sam and Astrid flirting I- 🥴🥴

* We love to see it ^

* Awww “we’re going to the beach” y’all Astrid and Sam are so cute

* THOSE DAMN COYOTES

* FUCK. Goddamn this cliffhanger 😡

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egotisticalee · 4 years

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best laid plans

hey so over the past few months @crankgayplays has like. singlehandedly grabbed my muse/inspiration/motivation and dragged it out of the depths it was wallowing in and he also introduced me to dark/chase which is a fucking, grade A ship that i now absolutely love and so since valentine’s day was the other day i wanted to write a thingy thats a sort of. gift for him. im lorve u dude but also anyone who knows my track record with fics about an event can y’all fucken believe i got this done within two day of valentine’s day? that’s the power of chris’ ability to make me wanna write plus the power of loving my friends for y’all. so yeah basically have some cute valentine’s themed dark/chase fluff i love u

The buzzing of his phone wakes Dark up, and he quickly reaches over to silence, looking back at the man bundled up in his arms to see if the sound disturbed him. Chase seems to happily sleep on, and Dark breathes a quiet sigh of relief. A fond smile forms on his face as he gently brushes a few strands of hair away from Chase's forehead, exposing the skin enough for Dark to lean in and brush his lips there.

He leans back, taking one more second to admire Chase's peaceful expression. As adorable as he looks, Dark has to admit he misses those bright blue eyes and the man's smile - but that can wait. He has work to do, and if everything goes right, he'll see that smile soon enough.

The first thing he has to do, though, is get up, and while he usually loves how Chase wraps his whole body around him and clings on, Dark can already tell it's going to give him a challenge. He starts by shifting backwards, only to have Chase follow him immediately, his grip on Dark's t-shirt tightening just slightly for a few seconds. A soft sigh escapes him, and he tries taking hold of Chase's hands and gently pulling them away. Chase shifts a little in his sleep, his eyebrows drawing up just slightly, but when he makes no other movement, Dark focuses on carefully sliding out of bed. He's almost there when he hears a quiet groan, and he stops in his tracks.

"Where are you going?" Chase asks in a small voice still thick with sleep, and Dark can't help but lean closer, reaching forward to keep Chase's cheek. That sleepy, confused expression makes his heart break, and damn, Dark had no idea there would be guilt to fight in his effort to get ready for today.

"Just to the bathroom, okay? Go back to sleep, sweetheart," he lies, and even though he knows Chase won't give a damn, if he even remembers this, it somehow feels like a great betrayal. Chase hums and nods, letting his head rest on the pillow again, and Dark heads to the bathroom, internally cursing himself.

When he comes back, Chase is still awake, because of course he is, and when Dark climbs back into the bed, he happily returns to his previous position of being wrapped around Dark, as if Dark isn't already behind schedule.

"The bed gets so cold without you in it... I just can't sleep. It feels... weird. Empty," Chase murmurs into his shoulder. Christ, how is Dark meant to get up now? Things aren't going to be ready on time, and damn it, he'a planned this for so long, he just wants everything to be perfect - but, then again...

Lying here, with Chase in his arms, the world still quiet outside... just the two of them, together, nothing else to worry about than drifting back off into peaceful sleep...

Maybe this is perfect.

A small, fond smile forms on Dark's lips as he brings his hand up to brush through Chase's hair, leaning in to press another kiss to his forehead.

"I'm here, don't worry. I'm not going anywhere. I'm right here," he murmurs as he strokes over Chase's hair. The man hums contentedly as he cuddles up closer, and Dark lets his eyes slip closed. It isn't what he had planned, but... this is better.

When he wakes up again, the sun is shining through the small gaps in the curtains. Chase looks up from where he's tracing patterns over Dark's chest, giving him a smile that warms Dark from his heart outwards.

"Good morning. Happy Valentine's Day," he whispers, stretching up to kiss Dark on the cheek. Dark hums and turns to catch Chase's lips, cupping Chase's cheek to hold him there for a few more seconds.

"Happy Valentine's Day," he whispers as he pulls back.

"Do you have any plans today?" Chase asks, settling back down. Dark can't help but snort, and as Chase looks at him in confusion, he starts to laugh, sitting up just so he can double over. Of course. Of course Chase would ask that. He quickly calms himself down enough to explain, but he can't help an amused smile playing aorund his features.

"I had a lot of plans for today. I was going to get up early. I had an alarm. I was going to decorate the house, really make it cheesy, rose petals and everything. I was going to bake cookies and cupcakes. I was going to wake you up with a plate of those cinnamon bagels you love, and the house would smell of strawberry and red velvet, and after we spent the morning in bed, we'd do whatever you want," he explains, watching as Chase's expression goes from confusion to disbelief to fondness.

"When I tried to get up... you woke up, and you said you couldn't sleep when I wasn't in bed with you. I wanted to give you a Valentine's Day that you wanted, and... it seemed that this is what you wanted," he finishes with a small smile. Chase lets out a quiet, choked noise, shifting himself carefully before throwing himself into Dark's laps, his arms around Dark's shoulders. He kisses Dark once more, but this time there's something to it, something that makes Dark's heart beat a little faster and makes his head start to spin.

"You were absolutely right," Chase mutters as he pulls away, grinning widely as he cups Dark's cheeks.

"Don't get me wrong, all that sounds wonderful, trust me and I- fuck, Dark, it's so damn sweet that you planned all that. And I would have loved that too! But... you're right. Nothing beats waking up next to you. You... you make me feel safe. Warm. Protected. There's nothing I'd rather do, on any day, than wake up in your arms." Chase voice trails to a soft whisper by the end of his words, and it isn't until Dark blinks that he notices there's tears in his eyes. Chase gently wipes them away as Dark brings him closer.

"I love you," he whispers, like it's their secret. Something precious, just for them. His heart aches pleasantly when Chase returns it, like something has snapped into place after so long without it.

"I also love the plans you had. Let's do them. Together," Chase adds, and Dark almost doesn't catch it as he mumbles them sleepily. A soft laugh bubbles out of him.

"After some more of this, though," he says as he pulls Chase even closer, securing his arms around the man's waist. Chase murmurs an agreement, resting his head on Dark's shoulder and letting out a contented sigh, and it's like he fits there, like he was made for Dark to hold. Which is lucky, because for all Dark likes to plan, he doesn't plan on letting go.

#dark/chase #darkaverage #maybe?#also bls forgive mistakes i fried my brain with uni work all day n then wrote this fdsfdsffds #if i stay up any longer to proof read i will pass out #lee does a write #full fic #chris is awesome go check him out he deserves more followers and love

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zepdeans · 5 years

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there’s not a lot I can say about s3 that hasn’t already been said (and articulated 200x better) but! here are some of my (albeit dumb) thoughts :~)

ep1 -isak leaning against the bathroom wall gets me EVERY time its such a powerful scene esp introducing you to s3 and tarjei..... spare some talent for the rest of us please -LiTeN gUtTeN fRa StRaNgEr tHiNgS -isak rly ties his pants w a shoelace...... -isak noticing even for the first time bc of his laugh.. whew.... also. i love this intro SOOO much bc its so non-monumental? theres no dramatic music or whatever but its not subtle.... like you know right away o shit love interest!! hello sir!! bc isak’s expression watching him :’) i could go on -isak is a bad liar HOWEVER this only applies to stupid nontrivial things e.g. the black sweatshirt. but when you look at him lying about like, his sexuality, he hides that shit well -”c00l” isak. i hate u so much -honestly all u have to do is look at even for .2 seconds and u can tell this boy has had a crush for a solid month bc he just looks awestruck (HOWEVER henrik’s acting is *chef’s kiss* bc its subtle enough to go undetected b4 you actually know eVEN SAW HIM ON THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL) -even isak and emma all sitting on the bench together is funny enough on its on but then a song called threeway comes on and like. julie sdshjsfdjfkjskd ep2 -there’s something so endearing about even’s handwriting idek what -i LOVE even’s video w mikael it reveals so much about him to us- how weird (ok we saw how weird he was w the paper towel thing but) and dorky he is? and his love of film! his view on love stories and how he sees the world :( but it also shows a lot abt isak because he saw even making stupid jokes about vladimir putin and was like yeah we about to fall in LOVE love -isak not using headphones to watch even’s video or r+j?? bde or general incompetence what’s the verdict guys -the isak watching r+j scene hits so hard like yall ever think about isak lying in bed at 3am staring at the ceiling probably thinking about how he’s never gonna get a beautiful world-shattering romance like that like ..... also him changing positions skam get out of my life go away ur too realistic -not to make this even more self-projection-y but isak simultaneously being the least emotionally vulnerable person ever but crying during r+j > -i made a post abt this already but even’s INTENSE staring vs isak’s “i have never looked anyone in the eye in my life” gets me it says so much about their characters -even said i see your bde move (asking me to buy you beer) and i raise u with my own (inviting you to my house after faking not having my id) -”if you listen to music” even is such a dick fsdjhsdff -when the message comes on...... i rlly do owe julie my life huh -”have you heard about my rapping?” “I have actually” have we talked about this enough????? 1. isak finally feels comfortable enough w even to flirt and his first move is to RAP for him jesus christ. keep in mind this is the same man who pulled that smooth af ibuprofen line w emma like...... 2. even has heard about isak’s rapping. either this means im-not-on-social-media even went out of his way to go thru homeboy’s instagram OR isak’s rapping is actually talked about. i- -the group chat messages. cant believe i forgot about the 2016 clown epidemic

ep3 -mahdi is a good friend and i love him. thank u -even wearing isak’s cap until he chucks it at him sjksfjsdjsd -how much yall wanna bet isak’s been listening to illmatic on repeat since last friday thinking abt even (even tho meeting sonja shattered his heart a lil) [also kinda an aside but i think a lot about how isak n even bonded over rap and how some homophobic lyrics in 90s etc rap might have impacted them? or how that little detail ties into julie’s story? e.g. halftime by nas, which is on illmatic] -whats worse. even staring into isaks soul wearing a size xs see-through white t shirt or isak staring at even for five (5) seconds before chugging his beer and immediately making out w emma. OR even crashing that party before it can start “i think you guys are bonding too much” cheesy ass shjhfsdhskdf -yall act like evak didnt invent hands. did even shaking isak’s shoulder telling him his apartment is nice mean nothing to u -im convinced robyn wrote call your girlfriend for this scene specifically bc how could anything fit so perfectly by coincidence -is anything better than egging isak on- even bech naesheim (2016) -idk if yall have read the scripts but i love the sock thing so much bc its soo true to how isak thinks and it makes everything so much more interesting and !!!

ep4 -i will never get over even sending isak bad seinfeld memes -even smacking open isak’s locker. first of all whew second of all u think as soon as he got into the stairwell he lowkey cried bc ow -parallel of isak saying “it’s 2016, why are you religious?” to sana vs. emma’s “it’s 2016, get out of the closet” to isak anyone :( -”takk sanasol!!!!” thank u isak for my life -I wanted to be with you aloneeeee -even’s face when he sees the pool like we get it youre a director -how many times do i need to say even is such a dick sjkfsd “does it look like i care about my hair?” “usually but not right now” like this would only work on isak i love soulmates!! -even just.. fully choking isak out ssdhgfd got em -when the first notes of im kissing you start ooh boy -even going in for the kill kiss and isak going from huh to oooo shit and pushing his lips out at the last minute. phenomenal

ep5 -ngl as soon as im not in love comes on my heart goes uwu bc like!!!! that song the meaNING.... them......... i jus love this scene sm like theyre in their own little bubble and they both feel so comfortable and at peace :(( -even leaving isak comics about an inside joke of theirs like yall mind if i scream -isak feeling left out from the conversation and his friends whew i felt that... and having them talk about how gross it is to makeout with a girl w facial hair?? blease :( -taking stock of isak’s nicknames: issy k, isabell, izzy, baby jesus, -im not even gonna bother trying to articulate thoughts on Pause bc it’s a literal masterpiece. thank u tarjei henrik and julie for inventing television with this one -MAGNUS SDFKJSDFJKDSHK "oooh my name is Jonas and I love idealism and reading klassekampen and I don’t like plastic and I skate on a skateboard made of sustainable wood and wear old clothes because new clothes are bad for the environment and I only drink recycled water” screAMMM -what i said abt pause also applies to pride ugh its such a powerful scene and!! the beginning of kicks to isaks stomach. honestly what i fucking love about this episode is how it goes from hell yea best day w even ever to crying in the street within one week (s3 had the best balance of angst and payoff thanks) -even’s Soft Party Flannel... forever tainted by this scene rip -not knowing why even kissed sonja keeps me up at night -speaking of. how used and stupid isak must’ve felt when he saw even completely unbothered, hooking up w his ex at this party?? whew :( -bros is one of my all time favourite clips solely bc of the music?? lift me up gives me chills and when hold my liquor starts i LOSE it -ep5 and 6 remind me of that quote “to see what your characters are really made of you have to break them” because julie rlly goes all in and god it hurts so good

ep6 -never have i ever seen insomnia portrayed as accurately as tarjei did here and i remember when i first watched the cantina scene i was like. winded bc its SO true to sleep deprivation whew -i really like that isak wasnt together with even when he reached out for help and came out to jonas. bc it was him, on his own, being strong enough to talk to his friends and then eventually he was confident and secure enough in himself to be in a good place when even started reaching back out!! -i have no idea what its like to come out to someone, to be afraid of your friends rejecting you, everything isak went through. but tarjei’s acting of when, like, you have something you KNOW you have to tell someone, and youve put yourself in the position where youre going to have to tell them, but youre terrified and eventually just force yourself SAY the words?? -and isak’s smile when he realizes jonas is gonna be his bro no matter what :’)))

ep7 -weirdly one of my favourite isak looks (black t-shirt grey snapback c-c-c-combo) -”what’s your name again?” have i mentioned i love sana and isak bc i love sana and isak -jonas truly is the best friend oh man. perceptive, thoughtful, loving, laidback, a friggen BRO. tbh i was wary of him in s1 and thought he didn’t treat eva well (tho I recognized he loved her a lot, he was just bad at being a boyfriend) but jonas in s3?? just goes to show how powerful your perspective of someone can change viewing them in a different role!! because while jonas was a crappy bf, he literally is SUCH an incredible friend and his actions and words and just! him! in s3 completely redeemed any illwill I had towards him :’) -maybe im a little gay (up there with other s3 comedy classics such as “thats a boys name”) -mahdi season WHEN ugh a legend -’when someone asks isak if hes going to a family party’ literally what other reason for living do i have if not to read the boy squad text convos -isaks locker finally opening and his smile at evens drawing whewwwwwww!! also even rlly is that guy who wont text you back but will leave hand written love letters in ur locker -also. another stellar look from valtersen -slutt a meld meg is a whole masterpiece like what other piece of media has the RANGE -eskild: play hard to get. jonas: no smiley!!! isak: nah fam im good B)

ep8 -this episode is BEAUTIFUL bc you feel practically euphoric?? like hell yeah theyre finally together!! isak is out and accepted and even is done with sonja! but theres also this unsettling undercurrent of worry bc you know deep down something isnt right? why is sonja calling isak? why is even acting kinda strange? whats going on? yknow?? -literally never going to get over 5 fine frokner :~) even is such a goddamn nerd and he’s the man of isak’s dreams can u believe!! -sana’s little speech is SO important in so many ways ooo i love her so much -also have we discussed eskild making evak do a photoshoot for him. highkey those are my favourite pictures of ALL time u can tell even was like hm strange but im down while isak was more omg guys stop🙄 omg haha eskild i cant believe youre making me cuddle with even for a photo🙄 i cant believe ur making me snuggle this dude for a pic!!!! definitely would not have done this otherwise!!! -magnus only realizing it’s THAT even after seeing how isak looks at him. whew -isak is so brave i rlly love that kid! his text to his mamma <3 -no r*make will EVER nail text conversations like mari/julie did w evak’s this week thanks for coming to my ted talk. i'd quote the best ones but it would literally double the length of this post (ok ill cave. “hahaha shut up❤️” GETS me) -you dont know whats in store but you know what youre here for. hallo -isak running around oslo with even’s clothes looking for him :( his heart is so big he cares about even so so much -when Part II (on the run) comes on in the credits its like a kick in the teeth honestly

ep9 -ive already screamed enough about cherry wine but god it fucks me up -cannot put into words how much I love eskild and how good of a person he is, he just has so much love in his heart -”wait they have waffles here? see ya” -this convo is why i love skam so much!!!! magnus giving insight and good thoughtful advice to isak was such a brilliant move by julie (also truLy heartwarming) bc like. magnus is a flawed layered character! he’s dumb and ignorant and not very careful with his words BUT hes also such a sweet guy. i genuinely dont think he would hurt a fly and him talking about vilde (in ep10) is ;-; bc he really likes her and respects her and wants to be a gentleman! hes so loving and just. yeah. also i wonder if isak and magnus (and vilde) ever talked about having mentally ill parents and lent on each other for support bc like....<3 [sidenote- this is why i HATE b***** like they absolutely massacred magnus’s character and magnus did not deserve that!] -det er bare slutt........ very cool of tarjei to invent acting here. also the character development makes me WEEP like at first isak lied and told his pappa it was over bc its easier to brush stuff off and say you were joking than be vulnerable especially about 1. having a boyfriend and 2. saying youve already broken up?? but then isak was like hey im done with lying about who i am bc i want my life to be REAL and he told his dad the truth even if it was hard and even if he was trying rlly hard not to cry -isak reaching out to even<3 standing up for even<3 -o helga natt. another scene i genuinely cannot comment on bc u cant really put into any written language how magical and breathtaking and heartbreaking and powerful and brilliant this scene is. so. -jk. obvs i cant say anything intelligent enough to give this scene justice but probably the most stunning piece of television i have ever had the privilege of watching. even’s text breaks my heart every gd time (esp since we never really see this side of him before finding out he’s bipolar? his guilt, insecurity, feeling like a burden, being scared of losing everyone in his life because he thinks he’ll hurt them). the music is SO beautiful i cry real tears as soon as the strings start. also the brilliance of JUST o helga natt playing and no dialogue except for isaks one line? isak’s realization when he sees the cross. him RUNNING across oslo to go to even. the FLASHBACKS all going backwards in chronological order until them smoking on the bench. isak looking at the bench and not seeing even and u can feel his heart breaking and urs breaks too! but then he remembers the bathroom and he turns and theres even and whewwww. du er ikke alene<3

ep10 -minutt for minutt is THE most healing clip im telling u. and like.. seeing even depressed really is hard and as someone who was very very depressed for 4-ish yrs of their life it rlly hits me? like when youre in an especially bad funk and you cant get out of bed and youre just numb and exhausted and feel so shitty and u want to be alone but you really dont???? could go on but literally i owe henrik holm my life for his portrayal of even -not to be a soft bitch on main but when isak tucks the blanket over even and it keeps getting pulled off his back so isak just. covers that spot with himself? -i do love that call between sonja and isak bc once again! a flawed (realistic) human being -and isak thinking its his fault even is depressed? it means a lot that sonja told him its no ones fault, even is just bipolar. and i wonder if isak felt that way about his mamma as well, guilty for her being ill, and if what sonja said made him feel better about that situation too :( -lowkey random but when isak is rambling really fast and he goes “maybe we’ll get bombed tomorrow and talking about all this is a waste of time” it continually punches me in the throat bc that is /exactly/ how i ramble and think like tarjei........ pls -like eskild said. there really is so much love in isak’s little grumpy teenage body<3 -isak no longer just passively accepting life as its given to him, now he fights for him and even!!!!! -isak is such a forgiving person and seeing him able to just accept things and move on? incredible -i remember when i first watched ep1 i was like oooo even and isak are gonna be kosegruppa partners and thats when theyll first get together, cooking food or smth!! but lmfao after episode 3? kosegruppa whomst???? also hilarious vilde thought isak of all people would willingly sign up for kosegruppa just to go to revue parties -even and linn friendship!!!! -cannot articulate how mf heartwarming it is to see even smiling and being more himself after being depressed (also thank u julie for having ups and downs coming out of his depression- its so true to life having one day when youre feeling awesome and then the next you feel awful again for no reason and its SO frustrating) -I had to stop watching passe pa meg cause it made me toooooo crazy! it would just be like: “I like seeing you laugh” and I was like: *SCREAMS* -im the fucking master of lying 😤 -literally don’t know why isak and even ragging on kosegruppa is so funny but “did you think I joined to have fun” gets me every time -I SAW YOU THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL -also even literally radiating love @ isak watching get snarky w vilde on the phone bc it reminded him of the first time he saw him! even rly is that boyfriend who thinks isak being pissy is the Best Thing he has Ever seen -halla boiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiz -literally the glo up of isak telling his friends the order in which he’d bang them -No filter! wow I love symbolism -so nice to see the girls together for a lil bit :) -the boys hyping up mags while also telling him to be respectful awwwwww -take desperate to a whole new level- Confucius -who’s going to show isak how to properly hold a beer can -literally evak banter gets me thru the day. thank u tarjei and henrik for having phenomenal chemistry + improvisation skills + making isak and even the dumbest nerdiest boys i have ever seen -biology partner. and friend. ;-; -even literally is the biggest stoner blease -isak’s talk with eva is just sooooo<3 and not to be emo on main but every single word of the last few sentences he says hit me so gd hard because i feel the exact same way in my BONES -livet er nå 💛

final thoughts :( <3 -this season is so special. it feels like one really long oscar-worthy movie or smth?? i cant even exblain, its just magical. ALSO very dear to my heart. -julie really said you guys have seen isak sad and alone and repressed for the past two seasons so heres him falling in love with the best person in the world and coming to terms with who he is and being brave and opening up and finally being happy and living a real life -this season definitely feels different from s1/2/4 to me editing or production or music smth wise? as in, its got a lot fewer aesthetic shots and the cinematography seems a bit different if that makes any sense???? I also think this is the season most focused just on the main (i.e. not many- if any? sideplots going on) -literally will never get over the thought, love, and detail put into this season. when i say there is literally nothing i would change about it, i mean it and coming from my nitpicky ass??? means a lot lmfao. the acting, directing, music choices, symbolism...... sublime -s3′s cold rainy autumn aesthetic makes me ACHE for fall and also nostalgic for a highschool experience I never had lmao?? also. all the nighttime clips >>> -don’t know what else to say except thank u skam for my life

#take a shot every time i say whew #fully put more effort and time into this than most of my uni projects xx #its super rambly but thats bc its mostly just my direct stream of thought #also super long! and probably still missing things i wanted to say #AND like 3 weeks late fshfjjkdjkfsd #skam #clownfest 2019 #blabbey

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moonchildhcs · 5 years

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parkjin headcanons!!

ur honestly both in awe at how ur in a relationship with each other because neither of u give urselves enough credit !!!! u r both sweethearts and visual gods

hyunjin: “wow ur so cute i cant believe ur dating me” parker: “no!! thats me @ u” god: “p l e a s e ur both cute babies and u deserve each other”

i digress

this bb is friends with some clingy ass mofos !!! like daehwi !!! ur getting the hugs u deserve and u will get no complaints from him abt ur affections either because hes just sitting their with you like o//w//o

dont believe this boys dangerous stage presence he is a softie through and through he will get you flowers and chocolates and everything you could possibly imagine !!! angel baby sweetie pie ur pumpy umpy umpkin !!!

he would absolutely love dancing with you !! he loves ur passion and drive to perform and is always willing to practice with u even when hes tired :( bb boy !! hes much nicer than chan tho lol but hes still a pretty strict teacher so expect some dramatic improvement under him

(also whenever you pull off a move properly he gives u a sweet s m o o c h so it encourages you to do even better for more opportunities to kiss ur bf)

bc hes an idol !! yall cant go out publicly for dates all the time so a typical date is yall goofing off at home, watching movies and shows on netflix, a romantic dinner if yall have the energy but generally takeout, blasting music and dancing around, etc etc he just loves being with you

but when its been a while he will absolutely take you out on cute dates!! sometimes cute elaborate picnics, sometimes a spontaneous trip around the city at night, but always without a fail fun and exciting, especially with your boyfie by ur side :^)

also initially he is SO shy with you !! like remember how shy he was around jinyoung ??? during the survival show??? multiply that by a MILLION this boy was so shy he blushed the deepest shade of red just by h*lding ur h*nd !!! he gains more confidence as the relationship progresses but pls be easy on this bb boys heart

also (wiggles eyebrows) yall can have some spicy kisses !! some intense makeout sessions !! but nothing further lol he is a SHY BOY and also very much 18 he is awkward and is not abt that life rn lol

like ur gonna be shocked at the duality because at the beginning of the relationship hes like “c-can i h*ld ur h*nd? and ur like “how did u censor that out loud” but now hes like “makeout with me” and ur like bitch WHAT but also okay lol

this boy is a solid eight inches taller than you lol if you think he wont even lightly tease you about the height difference you are wrong !! ur just chillin and hes like “hey :) hows the weather down there” and ur like “i will END you” and he blows a kiss ur direction and ur like “okay maybe not ur kinda cute. but comment on my height again and u will receive no mercy”

DUDE he is at the perfect height where he can rest his chin on ur head!! and give u forehead kisses !!!! he just loves u so much man !!! sure kissing u on the lips is great and all but kissing ur forehead?? CUTE

also so many of his shirts and hoodies disappeared and he was like ?????????? what !!! and then he saw you just DROWNING in his hoodie because he too loves oversized stuff and hes like. im fine with this (he takes photos and sets them as his home and lockscreen when they arent promoting) (this boy is GOOD at not getting caught)

dude when the Boiis found out u two were dating they LOST IT !!! interrogated then welcomed !! hyunjin was exposed by them a lot lol they exposed ALL the juicy stories and u were like :^)

dont worry tho ya girl laramie exposed u in kind so then hyunjin was like :^)

truly a bonding experience for the both of you

yall are both visual gods so sometimes u both will just. try on even the most ridiculous outfits and have a fashion show in the living room of ur technically shared apartment

yall take photos on ur phones in a super exaggerated manner in order to mimic the paparazzi and photographers and shout encouragements like “YES KING GET THAT BREAD” and “OH YES WORK IT”

willing to nerd out with you at a l l times !!!

oh my god him sleeping over when he can when hes not promoting and u waking up to him spooning u and just. big cuddle hours: activated

soft kisses before jokingly going “u have morning breath” and just the resounding GROAN before he threatens to leave u cold in the bed and ur like no wait-

hes trying to be frugal with his money as he hasnt been an idol for that long but he definitely buys you gifts from time to time when hes reminded of u

“babe i got this red panda plushie for u” (insert parkers unintelligible shrieking here)

hes not the most jealous boyfriend actually !! he trusts you a lot and is okay with you being friends with whomever u please but sometimes he sees u fangiring over his seniors or smth and hes like >:( im a good performer too love me !!!! pls !! he just wants ur love smooch his cheeks and ull be good

also to get him flustered? peck his cheeks or (gasp) his NOSE he gets so flustered bc its so innocent but so intimate at the same time so he just gets so RED and stutters and ur just like :^) ah how the turn tables

this boy is a ROMANTIC through and through hes not old fashioned but he likes doing cheesy things like opening the door for you, giving you flowers, pulling out the chair for you, etc etc

he just wants to LOOOOOOOOOOVE you !!!!!

he doesnt go for too many pet names but babe and princess are what he leans towards !!

he practices his english on u and u practice ur korean on him (hint, ur better at korean than he is at english)

but he tries so hard and hes so cute !!! his english is so cute!! appreciate this baby pl s

him: “my hands are big so i can hold the world” u: “worm?” him: (holds ur cheeks) u: (choked) “w-worm?”

u guys r so cheesy but its so cute !! he just wants whats best for you

also you guys are no strangers to having deep and highly emotional talks because ur both very empathetic and vulnerable people

youve talked about ur insecurities and so has he!!! uve also both confronted the whole “ur not dating me because of my visuals/because im an idol right” and ur like “um?? no ur a sweetheart and a dedicated boii and performer and-” and then u go on a half hour long rant about all the things u love abt him and hes just like :’) i love you

whenever hes away for one reason or another, esp stuff like tours, he leaves a bunch of his clothes that smell like him so you wont feel as lonely !!! because the sad reality is is that on tours when hes not on stage hes practicing practicing practicing so keeping in touch is kinda hard

but he does his best !! he sends letters and text messages and voice messages and everything !! and when he can he facetimes you !!

we have ALL seen the boys instagram he will take a burst of 10000000 selfies on ur phone, plague u with the “ur icloud storage is almost full” messages, and it takes u 12239632485 years to delete them all (after making sure they are safely backed up into ur google photos)

yall are SO CUTE and take so many couple photos !!! yall are that iconic couple and u generally post these on ur super exclusive finsta but sometimes u sneak in a blurry pic of him on ur main or even a censored pic of him and ur like “do u ever just have the cutest sweetest (and hottest but hush) boyf in the world to flex on the broke bitches who hate u” and hyunjin is like BABE and ur like :^)

lowkey sometimes u get jealous of jinyoung bc this boii loves and respects him so much and ur like “What Does He Have That I Do Not” and hyunjin is like “a successful career as an idol” and ur like “define successful” and he GASPS

jokesjokes lol yall playfully argue with each other a lot but if any of u go too far its pretty obvious bc u get quieter and he just. emotionally withdraws and u can see it in his eyes and ur both like OH NO BABE i didnt mean to hurt you im sorry !! and ull have a quick convo with multiple apologies and then ur BACK TO BUSINESS

OMG DUDE HOW YALL MET WAS SO CUTE

so basically he was out with !! the boiis at this cute coffee shop that is never crowded so its safe for them to just relax without having seven masks on lol

and the u !! come in with laramie like :( dude school SUCKS and laramie like nods her head intently like yes indeed

and this boy is struck with LOVE like ur . so cute. and tiny. and cute. and ur venting so passionately about how the education system does Not Meet The Needs of students and hes like. her passion. i love it

and u havent noticed him but oh man the boiis have and they are RUTHLESS bc hes so shy but theyre like GIVE HER UR NUMBER COWARD

and after an overwhelming amount of encouragements and some mild bullying (and laramie going to the bathroom because this dumb bitch spilled a lil bit of tea on her shorts and shes LIVID) and this boy approaches u and ur now love stricken

bc hes so CUTE !!! and its clear hes a lil nervous bc hes blushing uwuwuwuwuwuwu but he said !! he really admires ur passion and he thinks ur really cute and hes sorry if this is creepy but could i get ur number and ur like yes. pls. i love you (jokesjokes u dont profess ur love immediately but DAMN were u close to)

u and hyunjin all blushie and excited and the boiis are LOSING it and laramie comes back like “hey fellas whatd i miss-”

anyways yall are THAT power couple who love each other and are super devoted!! and have an amazing time with each other and DAMN ppl say love is dead but clearly they havent met yall

@daffodwlw read this and weep tears of love, coward

#:^)#parkjin #yes im adding tags to keep track of whos who in case i add some... more ships to this account :^)

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kara-dolan · 6 years

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All of it sis 💁🏻‍♀️

WELL OKAY THEN

0:Height

5′2 me and my short self

 1:Virgin?

YUP

2:Shoe size

Um… Hold on gotta check (I don’t know cause I don’t get shoes often) Okay so I wear 3 sizes I wear 7 ½ in heels, 8 and 8 ½. My feet are apparently weird.

 3:Do you smoke?

No, I have before tho when i was like 6 with my brother grosses shit ever. But I also use to smoke marijuana but like I havent done that since last year around May.

 4:Do you drink?

Occasionally. But I don’t get drunk. Never have gotten drunk either.

 5:Do you take drugs?

No only thing that came close was weed and that was for my depression and anxiety. It just wasn’t prescribe.

 6:Age you get mistaken for

20 or older. Like I got to see a kids movie tho because of how short I am. So yay!

 7:Have tattoos?

NO Sadly

 8:Want any tattoos?

FUCK YES I HAVE LIKE 17 Tats drawn up and I know where I want them to go.

 9:Got any piercings?

Ears.

 10:Want any piercings?

Yes my nose.

 11:Best friend?

Evelin mi hermanita, but also VIVIANA aka @notanotherdolantwinsblog

 12:Relationship status

Single until Grayson notices me or some shit

 13:Biggest turn ons

FUCK THIS HAD TO BE ON HERE. Um… Jaw clenching, Grey sweatpants, “Babe”, “Baby”, Cute nicknames, Biting, hair pulling, choking, scratching, certain laughs, spanking, deep conversations, weird but like when someone picks me up and I don’t expect it, lip biting, eye rolling, cheesy jokes, puns, dirty jokes, someone being so focused on something like full on has their attention.

 14:Biggest turn offs

Feet, anal (like shit comes out of there no thanks), Smells that would make me like revolt to Jupiter, douche bags like the I am better than everyone type of cocky douche.

 15:Favorite movie

Romeo + Juliet, Titanic, Nemo, Monsters Inc., Scream, It Follows, Little Mermaid (all of them), Austin Powers (all of them). Sucker Punch, Kick Ass, 5th Wave,Let Me In.

 16:I’ll love you if

Oof okay ahhh um get to know me for me and we have a form of bond like that honestly I feel so bad if people give me things they pay for like I feel like I am just taking and I feel like shit so yeah become my friend and I grow to love you for you and you hopefully do the same.

 17:Someone you miss

My Haybug. ( my cousins daughter who I call my niece who I helped basically raise) um Grayson and Ethan, my cousin Austin and my other cousin Pierce.

 18:Most traumatic experience

Yeah this is great, um I have a couple one really fucked me up and the other one almost made me kill myself so I won’t be posting about it because it is not something I want in the world.

 19:A fact about your personality

Uhhhhh…. it is still forming because I am trying to find who I am.

 20:What I hate most about myself

My weight and teeth.

 21:What I love most about myself

My eye color and laugh.

 22:What I want to be when I get older

Financially stable lol but also a musician and actor

 23:My relationship with my sibling(s)

Well I live with my little sister and we annoy the hell out of each other but we love each other too and then my brother is away in a different state with the national guard and trying to join the army, so complicated?

 24:My relationship with my parent(s)

Well fuck. I… this is so complex no one is ready for it.

 25:My idea of a perfect date

Surfing ( hopefully not dying from it) followed by a hike to a high place to over look everything followed by pizza and ice cream and a movie where we cuddle (after a shower of course)

 26:My biggest pet peeves

EATING WITH MOUTH OPEN AND SMACKING IT LIKE NO STOPPPPP.

 27:A description of the girl/boy I like

He is just so beautiful, the way his laugh lines crease when he smiles with or with out teeth is just incredible and the way his brown eyes that change color due to lighting and emotion shine through even when he isn’t at his best because he has the most amazing heart and puts everyone else before himself even though he knows he needs to take time and get to what makes him happy. His hair that goes through hell but it still maintains a soft poofy look and as of right now it is a light brown almost ash brown with bits of dirty blonde. His jawline is the kind you wouldn’t even see on a greek god because it is so unique to his face hell his bone structure is his own and yet in some ways completely different from his brothers. He has an athletic build that I barely pay attention to because his droopy eyes capture my attention with the intensity that he stare with. Not to mention he has the most creative beautiful mind I have ever seen with theories and words he has and things he acts out. His sense of humor is amazing he is such a goof ball and it’s a mix of stupid corny jokes and dirty jokes that he can’t fully say out loud because he is caught in the public eye all the time. He can’t be himself and it is the most painful thing to know because he has the biggest kindest heart ever and is human with insecurities beyond what I know. Plus his scars that add characteristic details to his face that tell a story of a young boy having fun without a care in the world is the most beautiful construct of his humanity. Whoa.

He completely owns my ass…

 28:A description of the person I dislike the most

Cheeto with a blonde toupee

 29:A reason I’ve lied to a friend

To protect them. Or myself.

 30:What I hate the most about work/school

That I don’t do either

 31:What your last text message says

I didn’t know I could describe someone like this

 32:What words upset me the most

You aren’t wanted here.

 33:What words make me feel the best about myself

When someone thanks me for helping them. I don’t help people for that reason but I like to know that I helped in some way. It makes me feel good that they feel good.

 34:What I find attractive in women

Confidence for sure. LIKE YES BOO YOU LOOK BEAUTIFUL!!!! YES WORK THAT OUTFIT! YOU ARE GLOWING!!!!!

 35:What I find attractive in men

Honesty, pure real deep honesty. Like how they feel or asking them questions to where they give deep meaningful answers or even if its like “ I just wanna fuck” like Okay you hot but I aint down for that thank you for being honest but oof damn even hotter now but like I am good. (unless they are strangers then thats creepy)

 36:Where I would like to live

Greece, Rome, Italy, California, New Jersey like the nature aspects of all these places oh my damn it’s so beautiful.

 37:One of my insecurities

My smile

 38:My childhood career choice

Musician, I have always wanted to be a musician in 4th grade I even started a band with no instruments and wrote songs but my dickwad of an ex said songs had to be at least 2 pages long and it kind of made me mad and I stopped writing them for a few months. FUCK YOU ETHAN ( not dolan my ex fucking douche side note I dated him in 2nd grade he dumped me for my friend who he dumped for our other friend who only went out with him to dump him)

 39:My favorite ice cream flavor

Vanilla only cause you can add other flavors to it and make a delicious concoction.

 40:Who wish I could be

A better version of me which I am working on currently.

 41:Where I want to be right now

In a relationship with Grayson so I can cuddle in bed with him and watch scary movies so we both get scared and like grip onto each other for the rest of the night.

 42:The last thing I ate

Dark Chocolate covered pistachios I know it sounds weird but surprisingly good.

 43:Sexiest person that comes to my mind immediately

Grayson Dolan

 44:A random fact about anything

I am related to Abraham Lincoln and Tom Hanks on my Grandfathers side ( my moms, dad.)

#asks #mintdolans #THIS SHIT MADE ME CRY #ESPECIALLY 27

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thomaslefteyebrow · 6 years

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So I know this is gonna sound... odd, but dammit... I really want a one-shot or like a series where reader looks up to Tony as a father figure and he basically is from the way their relationship works. The goods and the bads as any parent expects. But then, as Infinity War nears, Tony attempts to convince her to stay out of the fight despite her having powers that could crucial because he'll be damned if he has to lose her. And she gets really angry because it's the Infinity War, Dad. If I don't come, we might all die. But he manages to convince her to stay behind and be their eyes and watch security films etc. So, she's watching shakily and sobbing as she sees the destruction through the screens and she can't communicate with most of the team due to their comms breaking or the noise making them incapable of hearing her. She's praying to a God she's not even sure she believes in as she watches in horror as the closest thing she's ever had to a family gets attacked so viciously. Her eyes are unblinking as Tony's voice fills the silence of the bunker she's locked and there's static, but she can still make out his gritted out words. But part of her wishes she couldn't. "Hey, kiddo. I don't think I'm gonna be able to make it to your graduation or your prom or your wedding or baby shower or- You get the point. But damn, I hope you know how proud I am of you and how smart you are and you're the best thing to happen to me. I love you, kiddo. Stay safe and please don't do anything I would do and definitely nothing I wouldn't do. It's always the small margin that matters."

It's days before she can speak to the remaining members without passing out from the overwhelming emptiness following them. Weeks before she can actually eat something that isn't from a tube. Months before she actually says Tony's name and even then, she locks herself in her room for two days and anyone passing can hear her sobs. The broken team attempts to find a new normal and reason that she needs her time. But that time stretches on for ages with no improvement. They knock on her door for hours, attempt to override Friday's system to open it, but she had already erased their previous passwords and begun using the one Tony and her had made up together. When she did leave her room, it was to go to Tony's lab or to his room to retrieve something of his that she was having flashbacks of. A wrench, his grey shirt with the ketchup stain, some prototypes he built for her amusement. The team grew more and more concerned until they finally sent in Peter to talk to her since he was the closest to her age and her situation.

He didn't expect much when he knocked and croaked out, "Y/n, please. It's me, Peter. Can we talk? Please?" To his surprise, the door opens and there she stands with dried tears on her cheeks and red eyes. Her voice is hoarse and barely holding back emotions as she whispered, "Come in." She leads him inside and his breath hitches in his throat at how many memories of Tony rushes back from everything in the room. Tony's suit stands in the corner next to a chair positioned to look out the window. The room had some of his tools hanging from the ceilling and on the walls along with pictures and newspaper articles. Next to her bed that had a cheesy Iron Man quilt covering it was a bedside table that held a picture frame. Inside the frame is a selfie that Tony had taken the day he had met Y/n. Her eyes were swimming with amusement at a joke he had said, but she was pretending to be annoyed by his cheesiness. His smile was large and Peter wanted to go back to those days.

"Sorry if it's too much for you... This is kinda how I've been coping."

Peter's shocked once again that she had chosen to open up to him, but hides it quickly as he asks softly, "How are you coping?" Y/n gives him a smile but she might as well be crying as she wobbly answers, "Not very well, to be honest. It's just... He was always there, ya know? And we ended things so badly. And then I was sitting in that damn bunker and he was telling me goodbye and my dumb ass self froze and I didn't even get a chance to say that I loved him. Peter, can you imagine what it was like to have to watch him take his last breath and not be able to do anything? I tried to break out of the bunker, but he proofed it too well and then I had to wait to know if anyone else I loved would be put in the ground too. I thought you all were dead, Peter."

Tears fell down her face freely and he could feel himself being choked up by the fear and grief he had suppressed for so long. Without hesitating, he's there hugging her and for a second, their broken pieces and memories form together and they can feel parts of themselves healing slowly.

A/N: So ik, I kinda wrote it but someone go back through and fix it up, make it better, then tag me in it because I'm in need of this 😭

BONUS IF YOU ADD A SECOND PART WHERE READER GOES ON HER FIRST MISSION AGAIN AND ITS A MINOR ONE BUT THE TEAM IS STILL THERE SUPPORTING HER EVERY STEP BECAUSE THATS TINY TONY AND GOD SHES SO MUCH LIKE HIM AND THEY FEEL LIKE A TEAM AGAIN FOR A MOMENT !!!! IM FEELING SOME From Now On VIBES FROM THE GREATEST SHOWMAN, YA KNOW?!

#marvel #infinity war #peter parker #avengers #reader insert #do this #someone write this #please #angsty #fluff at the end #make me sob #thanks #tony stark

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ask-svt-hearteu · 7 years

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RANDOM CRAP THE ADMINS HAVE SAID TO EACH OTHER

admins: Hai everyone! To celebrate another follower milestone, we'd like to present-

RANDOM CRAP THE ADMINS HAVE SAID TO EACH OTHER (via announcements on our KakaoTalk)

(haha i hope this is funny and entertaining for you guys, also this was just us joking/messing around)

we sacrificed our sanity for this.

we need jisoos

MEMESOL DOES NOT APPROVE

i stay shook lol

YOU'RE WRITING NOT ME HEHE

IM JIHOON EVERYTIME THEY ASK HIM TO DO AEYGO

you can’t not love Diva boo

AND I FEEL PERSONALLY ATTACKED

im getting the joshua roll

WE’RE NEVER READY

jess do you like messi

i ship everyone with everyone

I STAN CHILDREN

JISOOS CHRIST

Every carat ever: before discovering seventeen) dang there’s thirteen members… how am I ever going to tell them apart. After like a week: That’s jun’s leg

Me: I refuse to be shorter than lee Jihoon by an inch. My friend: wtf why

WHERE ARE YOU HIDING JISOOS

LET ME BE SHOOK

ALL OF SVT WILL COME FOR YOU EVENTUALLY

//INCOHERENT SCREAMING//

So do me a favor and back up to Antarctica thanks

You didn’t see me REGRETTING MY LIFE while editing fam

I was walking out of the movie theater singing mansae

you go to sleep later but wake up earlier what kind of sorcery is this

VERKWAN IS JUST LIFE

And they just sat there like, “don’t interrupt the crazy Joshua stan unless you want to die"

LIKE SWEETIE THE GROUND AINT GOING TO GIVE YOU THE ANSWERS

TWO TEEN TWO TEEN

OUR FOLLOWERS ARE WILD

XU MINGHAO.

ZOOMING HOW.

IF JEONGHAN HAS A KID WHO WILL BE HIS BABY

I was just having a mental breakdown

Me: “My life is hamburger” | My grandmother: you like hamburger? Go to Mcdonalds | Me: LMAO NO ITS JUST SOMETHING WONWOO SAID

THATS WHAT I GET FOR QUOTING WONWOO

I. CANT. BE. LEAF. I. FORGOT. LEGIT. ONE. OF. MY. FAV. GROUPS.

i need to think of romantic cheesy stuff

LETS MAKE IT SO FLUFFY EVERYONE WILL WANT TO DIE

Whatever group it is GotSeventeen

drink water kids not alcohol

do drugs kids not school

hoshi just chose me i didnt do anything

IM NOT CRYJING YOU ARE

STAN TALENT. STAN CHINA LINE STRONG POWER THANK YOU.

“kidney function is not a right its a privilege”

CHAN IS A QT”

Waiting for confetti to fly out of my heart like in aju nice

the fun part is if people want to complain about asks being off, they can't because asks are off

MY NAME IS SOONYOUNG AND I KNEW I'D CATCH YOU SOON

do you ever think of random svt moments at school and you're about to explode and your teacher is like do you think the Pythagorean theorem is funny

does anyone else just feel attacked if your bias so much as breathes I'm sitting here trying to have lunch and a random Joshua moment comes along and I nearly choke

Jeonghan is my main competition with Joshua so you can understand my pain

MAN IF ANYONE'S GONNA DIG OUR GRAVES, IT'S GONNA BE SEVENTEEN

TUMBLR SHOULD PAY FOR OUR SUFFERING LOL

get you a boyfriend who can make your heart race as much as svt can

WTF WHO INVENTED ANGST LEMME HUNT THEM DOWN

right like yo we ain't svt either empty your bank account and go to a fansign bc you ain't getting answers for free

what svt crack watching fan would think of anything besides meanie HONESTLY

lmao I saw the post we are a disaster

we are a hurricane

yea haha no SATAN BEGONE

WHERE IS YOUR TAG

HONESTLY I'M LIKE SOONYOUNG YOU LOOK HOT AF BUT PLZ DON'T EVER LOSE WEIGHT BC YOU NEED TO KEEP THOSE CHEEKS

I'D RATHER HAVE "THAT WOULDN'T BE GREAT" TATTOOED ON MY ARM

you know you've spent too long on tumblr when you start referencing yourself

kpop ruined and fixed my life

(a photo of Memesol with chips in his mouth like a duck beak staring into your soul)

yeah yeah I hope they can start dating after like 5 years? bc I want to see mini seventeens

I HELP PEOPLE DATE SVT BY WRITING AU'S OKAY

(about the hip-hop team's mixtape volume 14) I WANT TO KNOW WHO THE FUCK DARED TO TAKE OVER CHWE HANSOL'S BODY IMMA FIGHT YOU

AND WHO THE FUCK TAUGHT WONWOO HOW TO CURSE IN ENGLISH HANSOL I EFFING BLAME YOUR DRAKE SONGS

(Seri and me still dying over the hip-hop team's mixtape) SEUNGKWAN COME COLLECT YOUR MAN

TBH I'M THINKING JOSHUA DEFINITELY NOT AS HOLY AS WE MAKE HIM OUT TO BE WITH HIS LONG SHOWERING HEADASS

AND TO THINK I WAS LISTENING TO EYES NOSE LIPS BEFORE THIS UN HAENG II CHI II CHI BULLSHIT

(a photo of Wonwoo crying with the caption "*ulgo shipji ana*")

FRICK YOU AND SVT I HATE AND LOVE YOU ALL (finally done freaking out over the hip-hop team's mixtape)

LEE JIHOON IS SHAKING IN HIS GRAVE

I KNOW WHO KILLED LEE JIHOON, YOU DID WITH THIS MDROXKBSNCOSWG

I've already sold my soul to seventeen, what more do you want

when you can't Hangul properly

PLEDIS. STOP. FREAKING. SLEEPING.ON. TALENT. AND. DPERIVING. US. (about China line)

has Joshua ever cried bc of Naruto

Svt was an experimental group sent to us by other beings in the universe bc they thought the earth was too dark and depressing without them

I must have been too focused on Hoshi's arms

where can I find a cup of black coffee that tastes like cotton candy

BASICALLY I WAS PUSHED INTO HOSHI LIKE SOMEONE WOULD BE IN OUR AU'S

I'M SORRY THAT THE MERE MENTION OF SHUA RENDERS ME AS USEFUL AS A BLADE OF GRASS

WOW KWON SOONYOUNG YOU DRINK SO PRETTY

tags you'd use on tumblr: #UM #THAT'S ILLEGAL

I NEED TO GO BACK TO SCHOOL I'M STUPID LOL

"hold up is soonyoung 17 years older than me?" "wow what a coincidence" "wtf seri he's 7 years older than you"

me thinks, "okay cmon we can get like 3 au's done today"

reality hits me like, "lmao watchu saying you don't got no time turner"

SERI MY DAUGHTER I WOULD LIKE TO GIVE YOU SOME ENCOURAGING AND INSPIRING WORDS BEFORE YOUR FIRST DAY OF HIGH SCHOOL WHAT I'M ABOUT TO SAY IS CRITICAL FOR YOUR SUCCESS- stan svt

and I have the soonyoung syndrome

I think I just died and have no more lives left

I have to write dates for thirteen 18+ year old boys

pffffffftttt sleep is for the weak

you're never gonna find another friend like me ;)

I CAN'T USE MY TIREDNESS AS AN EXCUSE FOR CRAZY GOSH

we're fuckin screwed

I feel like a swimming fool

wow you doing drugs? lame, I'm writing svt au's GET ON MY MOTHERFUCKA LEVEL

but all my svt songs are my night songs, my shower songs, my hw songs,,,

and I said, "you know I probably couldn't eat that ice cream bc I'm too salty"

I said, "you're a prefect match for that ice cream because you're so sweet" ;)

may Hong Jisoo be my guiding light (crying emojis)

and I thought 'I like suffering so might as well'

my relationship with angst is pretty much the same as my relationship with seventeen

HAVE AN EGG TART

MY FAV IS KWON SOONYOUNG AND NO I'M NOT BIASED OR ANYTHING PFFT

I can't listen to boom boom without a flannel or dress shirt on so I can stick out the side like they do at the beginning choreo:,,,)

I like svt //finger guns// //runs away//

I'd gladly be collected by soonyoung thanks

where do I sell my soul to get a studio version?

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