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dollfaceksj · 8 months

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oh godddd #13 was so good!!! dinner is gonna be so awkward between koo and oc 😭 or theyre gonna be giggling abt it

guess u should read this to find out!

i didn’t have the time to betaread and add more inner dialogue and stuff so sorry if its not like the others

taste of a poison paradise | jjk (m) #14

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did he really just

exit the tent ? with a TENT in his PANTS?

oh he gives no fucks?

wait why are you even worried about him?

YOU NEED TO GET OUT THERE TOO

They’re gonna come looking for you

you quickly adjust your clothes and crawl out of the tent a few moments after jungkook

you use your phone to check what you look like, fixing any out of place hairs and wiping the tears off your cheeks

the stickiness in your leggings is impossible to ignore but whatever right?

you slowly make your way to the table

yoongi’s waving at you

right

yoongi

YOONGI

you stupid slut

how could you?

you go to sit down next to him, smiling at the fact he once again saved you a spot <3

but this time jungkook isn’t across from you

he’s

right next to you :)

so yoongi to your right… jungkook to your left

wow

this is uhhhh

gonna be fun.

😂😂😂😂😂

don’t laugh.

“i was looking for you but you disappeared for a while.” the older man leans into your side to whisper into your ear

you glance at him. “sorry, yoongi. i thought i’d lost my powerbank, i kept searching for it in my suitcase.”

that lie left your mouth too easily you dirty liar

he nods in understanding. “did you end up finding it?”

you nod your head.

“bummer.”

you frown as the word leaves his mouth. “why is that a bad thing?”

“cause it would’ve given me the chance to invite you into my tent and offer it to you so you can use it.”

fuck ur gonna fucking melt

he’s so

YOOONGIIIIII

holy shit

yeah.

“oh, did i mention when i found it again, it was broken? i might have to take you up on that offer anyway,” you say as you nudge him with your elbow

he laughs and shakes his head, gently swatting your elbow away

he ends up wrapping his arm around your shoulders and pulling you in close, whispering, “don’t start something you can’t finish, y/n.”

your cheeks instantly heat up as his breath hits your ear

he’s so close

you slap his thigh. “how do you know i won’t finish it?”

he lowly chuckles and gosh the sound is so sultry. “i’m not sayin–”

your body suddenly gets pulled out of his enbrace

“can you pass me the napkins?”

you frown.

did jungkook just

forcefully tug you out of yoongi’s embrace?

to ask for napkins??

you turn your head to stare at him in disbelief but yoongi is already handing the napkins to jungkook

for fucks sake

if anyone’s gonna make it obvious it’s that little shit

see what you said??? childish!!!

jungkook quietly thanks yoongi and continues to eat without even so much as glance at you

dumbass.

did he really come sit at the table with a hard-on?

you bring your attention back to your plate of food and start eating, listening to the crazy stories taehyung is telling everyone

“you’re gonna go to the store with jungkook cause we don’t have any paper plates or bread for breakfast tomorrow.” taehyung pulled you to the side to say this

you click your tongue in annoyance. “why do i have to go with jungkook? why can’t you?”

“cause i’m not the one refusing to talk to him.”

you screech, “i talk to him!”

“with all that attitude!” he retorts, “listen, just go easy on him, alright? i know what i said about him but he’s still a sensitive guy, you know? he’s not all that bad, or else he wouldn’t be my friend. you know that.”

he continues, “i just regret giving you this wrong impression of him. he’s been through a lot, i just didn’t want any drama between you two but that clearly backfired.” he sighs. “just… give the guy a chance to show you his true colors. he’s not a bad guy.”

been through a lot?

that reminds you

of the moment in his tent when he showed you his tattoos

and completely shut you out when you asked about his mother’s opinion on his tattoos

what happened to her?

“what do you mean he’s been through a lot?”

he looks around to make sure no one’s listening. “i’ll tell you a bit more about it after you’ve returned. now, chop chop. go before that store closes.”

ughhh

when you start heading toward where the car is parked

jungkook is already leaning against the hood of the car, seemingly waiting for you

you approach him and enter via the passenger seat without another glance at him

he gets in too and buckles his seatbelt

so do you

and he starts driving off

he doesn’t even look up any way to reach the store

does he remember how to get there?

that’s pretty hot.

the ride is silent and the boner in his pants is hard to ignore so you make sure to constantly stare out the window

it’s quiet

uncomfortably quiet

“what would you have done if isabella caught us?” you break the silence

you see him glancing at you in your peripheral vision but you refuse to look at him

he shrugs his shoulders. “it’s not any of her business.”

your head snaps in his direction. “you don’t think you owe an explanation to the people you’re sleeping with?”

he clicks his tongue. “who said i’m sleeping with her?”

you frown. “stop being vague. are you fucking her or not?”

“why do you care?” he quips

“i don’t, i’m just–”

he shrugs his shoulders. “are you fucking yoongi?”

what???

“what?”

“are you fucking yoongi, yes or no?” his hand slides over the steering wheel so effortlessly and it’s so fucking hot

“why does that matter?” you try to backtrack

“it doesn’t, that’s my point.”

damn

he kinda gagged you😭

you cross your arms over your chest and look out the window again. “well, y’all are overly friendly, i thought maybe you were still sleeping with her.”

he shrugs his shoulders again.“does it matter to you who i’m sleeping with?”

you say, “no, it doesn’t.”

yes, it does

“then why do you ask?”

you sigh and glance at him again. “if i say yes, would you honestly answer me?”

“yes, i would.”

you decide not to go in on it any further.

the rest of the ride there is quiet

when you arrive, you both get out but instantly notice the swarm of men by the entrance

jungkook instinctively places his hand on your lower back as he leads you inside the store

the men stare at you like you’re a fucking peace of meat and it’s sickening

you go look for paper plates but jungkook doesn’t want to leave your side

“if you go look for the bread, we can be out of here faster.” you hum as you look around

he scoffs. “you’re fucking ill if you think i’m leaving you unattended like last time.”

oh?

you didn’t know that whole thing still bothered him

you don’t say anything else about it as you look for what you came for, jungkook constantly in your wake as he intently looks around the store

you sigh. “you’re not my bodyguard, you know.”

“you’re my responsibility.”

huh?

no literally what?

you frown. “me? a grown woman? a woman older than you? your responsibility?”

you hate that they act like you’re not an adult

it’s starting to piss you off

“it’s not about who’s older or not, y/n. it’s about the fact that i need to be able to protect you.”

you fully turn your body to him to dace him. “i don’t fucking need protection.”

he stops scanning the store and he looks down at you. “i’m not saying you need protection, i’m saying your friends sent you with me to an unknown area because they trust me to protect you if something were to happen.”

you glare at him and fight the urge to roll your eyes. “how about you be responsible and take care of your erection that’s been hard for an hour?”

he scoffs. “you thinkin’ about my dick?”

“you’ve been brushing it against my ass for the past three minutes, so yes, i am.” you roll your eyes as you turn your back to him again and continue to search for what you came for

he glances down at his pants for a second before letting his eyes roam around the store. “sorry, i’m not trying to do anything weird to you but i just want to stay close to you because of those weirdos, alright?” he angles his hips away from you

you know he’s not doing it on purpose but damn

a few of the men outside have entered the store and you can’t say you don’t notice them staring

you continue to search but jungkook has seemingly gotten even closer to you, both hands on your waist from behind as he continues to guard your back and rear

😒

like…

annoying as fuck!!

girl you know damn well you’re liking that shit

ANYWAYS!!!

you finally have what you need

so you head toward the counter but jungkook already has his card pulled out and presses into the payment terminal

you know… you never noticed until now but

it seems like he’s got quite a bit of money but how? he’s still a student and as far as you know, he doesn’t have a part time job

his part time job is eating pussy apparently

jungkook leads you out the store with the bag in his hand, arm still wrapped around your waist as you walk with him to the car

the other men are still staring at you, even watching as you enter the car

jungkook stands outside your door as you get in before slamming it shut and jogging around the front of the car to get in the driver’s seat

“y/n,” he says

you hum in response and turn your head to look at him

but before you know it, his hand is cupping your cheek and he gently presses his lips to yours

wait

he’s kissing you

you pull away after a few seconds. “what are you doing?”

“sorry for doing that without your permission but at least now they’re not staring anymore,” he buckles his seatbelt and starts the car with an air of nonchalance

you glance at the men and it’s true, they aren’t

so, he kissed you to get the men to stop staring

not because he wanted to kiss you

that’s good

it’d be weird if he wanted to kiss you!!

right?

jungkook starts driving out of the parking lot and back on the road

it’s quiet

music in the background

but the tension is directly speaking to you

your eyes slowly trail to his sweatpants and his bulge is actively staring back at you

damn

should you reciprocate?

he hasn’t mentioned it at all

like he doesn’t expect you to reciprocate

and he didn’t fingerfuck you in his tent just to get a favor back

but

you

really want to

“pull over.”

he glances at you and then frowns at the road. “what?”

“i said pull over.”

concern flickers on his face. “are you feeling sick or something? do you need to throw up? cause i have a weak stomach, i’ll throw up too–”

“just pull over, for fuck’s sake.”

he ends up listening to you, pulling over on this dark empty road is kinda scary

you unbuckle your seatbelt and reach over his lap, pressing the button next to him that locks all the doors

“what are you doing?” he asks, utterly confused

you look into his confused eyes for a moment

“let me make you feel good.” you use the same words he did to you so he gets the memo

he blinks at you a few times until realization sets on his face. “you know you don’t have to do that, right?”

“i know i don’t, you freak.” you get on your knees on the passenger seat and slowly bend forwards, face closing in on his as you flash him your siren eyes. “i want to.”

he stares at you dumbfounded for a few seconds, eyes occasionally dropping to your lips

“shit, fuck, okay,” he breathes out as he tucks his fingers around the hem of his sweats and lifts his hips off the seat to drag his sweats down

you glance at his calvin klein boxers

again

is he rich or something???

something isn’t adding up

your mouth already starts salivating

GET YOUR SHIT TOGETHER!

“hey,” he says, pulling you out of your trance

your eyes travel back up to meet his

“you don’t have to do this, okay?”

“and let you have all the fun?” a smirk tugs on the corners of your lips as you reach for the hem of his boxers.

he echoes, “all the fun?”

“hmm, you’re so sure i’ll be wrapped around your finger. it’s your fault i’m determined to watch you break under me too.”

he chuckles quietly, chest puffing. “okay, then, y/n. challenge accepted.”

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ppnuggie · 7 months

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　　　　　　MINIBOTS(+minimus) x gn reader

　　　　『　tailgate ,, swerve ,, rewind ,, minimus ambus ,, gender neutral reader 』

　　-> part one

　　— fluff ,, sfw ,, crack ,, many kisses :3

　　— part one of this little series :3 rung will be in the next part ! feel free to reblog or give any comments / feedback ! <3 i enjoy reading them and seeing my work spread !

pedes clanged against the metal floor of the lost light interior . a certain green bot making his way through the labyrinth of the ship with a datapad in his servo . maybe he didnt triple check it enough ,, but something about the report he got from rodimus just irked him . maybe he was too stressed ,, too frustrated with something . and so he left to head for a certain someone .

he knows it would be rude to imprude your sleep ,, as its quiet essential to humans . yet he couldnt feign the empty feeling in his spark from missing you . it was all that occupied his processor through the day ,, even if he did see you as magnus . it wasn't enough though ,, realizing how needy he sounded ,, but you did say it was alright to pop in any time he wanted to no matter what . so maybe it was somewhat acceptable .

he stopped in front of your door ,, punching in the simple code and slipping in the dimly lit room when the door slid open . the first thing he could hear was hushed giggles coming from a corner of your room . it didnt take him long to find the source ,, walking over and seeing the minibots of the lost light all huddled around you with blankets wrapped horribly around them . in tailgate's lap you laid ,, hands on either side of swerve's cheeks as you pressed kisses to his facial plates . minimus shouldve known you wouldnt be sleeping by now . it was foolish of him to think so ,, when he knew deep down these three would keep you up all night with no shame or remorse .

" i want more too !" tailgate whined ,, visor dimming as you return your attention to swerve's derma . " in a moment tailgate ,, you already had some and swerve hasnt yet ." you replied ,, giving the minibot one last smooch and turning back to tailgate . " youre so needy tonight ,, whats up with that ? did something happen today ?" you frowned ,, moving to place a hand on the side of his face . " you could say that . i mean ,, whirl did land me in medbay earlier ." he pouted ,, yet his visor brightened with you kissed his faceplate .

rewind and swerve sat on either side of tailgate ,, blankets in their laps and wrapped around their shoulders as best as you could get them to be . it always surprised you how these mechs slept . it reminded you of prison in a way ,, sleeping on a slab with nothing for comfort . not even a single pillow . it was honestly no wonder most these bots were rude and cranky . you would be too if you had to sleep that way ,, thankfully you didn't though .

green armor caught your eye ,, stopping you midway of pressing a kiss to tailgate's cheek and looking up . minimus stood there ,, arms crossed and a data pad in one servo . " what is the meaning of this ?" he asked ,, squinting his optics at the minibots huddled around you . " um ,, nothing ?" swerve gulped . rewind shrugged before tailgate replied ,," getting kisses . do you want to join in ?" minimus faltered a second . whilst it sounded nice ,, they were disturbing your internal clock and messing with your sleep schedule .

" no . youre all disturbing (y/n) . shoo off and let them sleep ." he grumbled ,, keeping his stance . swerve's awkward smile dropped to a pout ,, all three minibots looking at you . with a sigh ,, you crawled off tailgate's lap and towards minimus . " its alright mins ,, theyre not doing any harm ." you hands wrapped around his digit ,, smile sweetly beaming up at him . " why dont you join us ? and then we can all go to sleep ?" you offered ,, waiting patiently for him to give in . he always does anyways ,, because this isnt the first time it happened .

the bot sighed ,, arms dropping to his side as he slowly started to nod . " alright ,, alright ." he gave in ,, reaching down a bit to pick you up and hold you in his arms . " only for a bit ,, and then youre going straight to bed ." he huffed as he walked over to the rest of the minibots ,, settling down beside rewind and turning his head to the side bashfully when you kiss his derma .

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hinacu-arts · 2 years

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Every time i play around with a 2012 x 2018 crossover set in 2018 verse i get secondhand self conscious and dial back the affection between 2018's extended cast. But you know what? No. Let 2012 and every other verse get uncomfortable with being in a environment filled with so much undisputed love

2018 boys cuddle on the couch. One of the boys will plop their head in 18!April's lap. Casey Jr. will slide up under 18!Leo's arm and doze off while leaning into his chest. Draxum comes over for lunch every Saturday and 18!Mikey excitedly calls him "Dad" while bouncing around him the first hour he's there. 18!Splinter kisses his sons goodnight if he sees them on his way to bed, including alternate universe counterpart sons. The Hamatos are huggers and every time 18!April or Sunita or Cassandra drop by, and on the rare occasion Sr. Hueso or Big Mama deliver something, they get a big hello hug. Cassandra greets Casey Jr. with hugs and dramatic cheek kisses and Casey Jr. has the biggest smile on his face the whole time. 18!Raph's just constantly beaming affection. 18!Leo will drape himself off everyone and everything. "I love you"s are said in almost every goodbye. No one is ashamed to admit they crawl into each others' beds at night after bad dreams or scary movies, often just telling a 2012 thats looking for them to jusy come to that room that morning because theyre comfy and dont want to move. 18!April regularly wears 18!Donnie's sweatshirts and trades off with him throughout the day (she likes baggy sweatshirts, Donnie likes warm sweatshirts), even after 12!Donnie and the teasing his brothers not-so-quietly do makes it a little uncomfortable, because this is something small that makes the other happy and a couple stares is hardly a price. 18!Mikey actively does gestures of affection (ex. making someone's favorite meal, making a painting, playing with April's hair, etc). 18!Donnie will walk away from a project if someone expressly states they wanna spend time with him (videogames are a whole different story). Sitting on top of each other because the booths at Run of the Mill cant hold 12+ people (Leo's sideways in Donnie's lap with his arms around his neck, Mikey is sitting on top of the booth with April sitting in front of him between his legs and his plate balanced on her head, Cassandra is propped up on Raph's shell and Casey Jr. is on his knee, Sunita has one leg on the seat and the other in April's lap) while 2012 try to pretend they arent uncomfortable with being squished together in a row. Todd shows up being Todd and 2018 actively and enthusiastically join in his sappy friendship things. The boys using their ten thousand dad nicknames for 18!Splinter. 18!Mikey running around to get goodnight hugs and kisses

#hinacu xover #hinacu tmnt #tmnt x rottmnt #rottmnt #tmnt 2012 #like 2012 love each other but 2018's love is just so unfiltered it hits harder

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airbendertendou · 3 months

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i know almost nothing abt demon slayer but have some thoughts abt douma

you wake up in his little cult w no memory of who you are right

the woman taking care of you grins and tosses the wet rag she used on your forehead to the side

nd with this widened almost terrifying smile, she says "our lord has come to visit you himself! what a blessing~"

the first time you see douma you just feel like somthing is. off

hes pretty - stunning, honestly - in this mystical, dangerous way that should lead you away from him instead of bringing you closer. but, its the opposite for his followers - they hang onto every word he says and believe him so earnestly its kind of sad

douma immediately thinks theres something wrong w you. you dont have that foggy, starry-eyed gaze everyone else does when hes near. you look cautious - aware. it makes him hungry

he leans down to face you, "hello, stranger! stay as long as you need to, hm?"

your skin crawls but you nod anyways

staying in paradise is odd. again, everyone hangs on douma's every word and trusts his every action. they devote themselves to him. but youve noticed -

people are going missing, women specifically.

his followers are v obviously in lust w him, bragging abt the nights spent alone w him and begging to be the next chosen one

"it'll be me," one girl says as she dries the freshly cleaned dishes. she perks her chest up smugly, "i've got his favored assets."

"he's been spending more time with me," another argues, "asking for me personally."

"don't act so mighty-"

and then the man himself appears in the doorway with a soft, barely there smile. "[random name], we have some things to discuss. see you tonight?"

everyones attention shifts to the smallest one in the kitchen, eyes large and timid. her hands shake so hard the plate shes holding falls to the floor and shatters. douma tilts his head, "everything alright, sweet? should we have our session a little earlier?"

"shes going to die."

it comes from your mouth before you can stop it. multi-colored eyes snap to you, his nose crinkling slightly. you simply stare, "when they disappear with you, they vanish. die."

douma hides the way his eye twitches. the bustier girl stammers, shoving your shoulder roughly. "you shouldnt say such things! apologize to lord-"

"its okay," doumas eyes twinkle, "curious cicumstances, hm, [name]?"

she doesnt die. its as if douma is proving a point to you - proving you wrong. she lives that night - only to vanish the next. "a personal trip," douma speaks. he dismisses everyones concerns except for yours.

and when you start speaking up more - predicting everyones death - he begins to punish you

the water you wash dishes with is either scalding hot or below freezing. theres a new night shift to the sanctuary that you take care of, staying awake for days on end. cleaning the entirety of paradise by yourself. watching as every other member feasts heartily while your portion is forgotten or unavailable.

douma even tries to throw you off his trail. he speaks to numerous people - has those secret conversations with men and others out of his normal type. but you always seem to know the exact one hes going to consume - the one who will die.

as if you predict it

and that makes him so curious! youre such an annoyance ; a hazard to keep around. but what if you could predict the future? what if maybe you were just that observant?

it doesnt help that you arent afraid of him. most of the time, you simply stare and blink at him, like youre bored

and that starts his obsession with you

the women he takes to his room are reminescent of you. your eye color ; hair color ; height ; the way they speak ; the letter of their name - any similarity to you and theyre done

starts calling you "precious" , "chosen" , or "blessing" to make sure you know hes keeping an eye on you but to also make the other followers hate you

i think youd catch on but but this is where my thought stopped lmao

#douma x reader #demon slayer x reader #yandere demon slayer #yandere douma #💌 : chai is typing…#idk how else to tag this bc its not actually written out lmao

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mugentakeda · 2 months

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okay more runaway fire fam hcs

-zuko gets gift giving as a love language from ursa. ursa loves to go to the market after work and parooze. she loves finding shit that she thinks the kids would enjoy. knick knacks and shit. she has a fondness for earth kingdom jadeite.

-ursa gives zuko and azula little potted plants from the florist and tasks them with the assignment of taking care of them as long as they can. competition comes second nature to them, and its gonna be hard for her and lu ten to shake that off, but for now, maybe ursa can make a compromise by having them compete in nurturing. hopefully, what they learn from that will stick.

-when azula and zuko arent nosing around the town, theyre messing around in the surrounding forest. one day zuko wants to see if he can cross the water and explore air temples, but for now hes gonna scout the area. the amount of trees are good for practicing stealth, even if he doesnt have his dao.

-zuko finds a baby sparrowhawk-lynx with azula. they agree to take him home and work together to convince mother and cousin lu ten to let them keep him.

-ursa is dismayed at the idea of having any kind of furry animal around the house and getting fur on their clothes and rugs. she also swears that feline type animals all smell strange. lu ten is dismayed at the idea of having a lynx around the house because they get fucking huge. (he never makes the point that its a wild animal, and not a toy- because zuko and azula do have the discipline to care for an animal. and lu ten can trust azula to be able to defend herself and zuko if something goes wrong when he isnt around)

-they keep the sparrowhawk-lynx.

-they couldnt agree on a name for him so until they could they started calling him "Beast" in the meantime. unfortunately this ends up sticking so neither of them end up getting to pick a name.

-ursa takes all but two days to warm up to him because hes a cute little baby that likes to rub his head on her skirts. ursa is a weak woman to cute animals. she starts cradling him like a newborn and baby talking him. azula will not stand for both her AND zuko babying Beast. she keeps trying to train him to attack things or wrestle with her but he just crawls on her and licks her face.

-lu ten warms up to Beast as well but also treats him and talks to him like a human child. this is a problem because Beast is a sparrowhalk-lynx that can only understand basic words and not full sentences. so whenever lu ten tries to scold him for using their shoes as chew toys he just stares at lu ten blankly. pet idiot baby :(

-hot garlic chili oil and kimchi is something that has to be made in very large batches. theyve gotten used to the mild and savory flavors of earth kingdom style food but they also cant live without at least SOME spice. ursa is working on a whole section of her back garden that will be dedicated to just hot peppers so they dont have to keep buying it from the market

-nobody has a specific role or chore assignment in the house. they just do it as it comes. it doesnt matter who all does it, or how its done. azula likes washing dishes more than folding laundry, so zuko does the laundry with lu ten. but azula doesnt like doing dishes alone after curry dinners with their thick sauces that stick on the plates, so on those days, she splits it with ursa.

-lu ten has found the perfect spot in solitude to keep up azula and zukos training- up a tall rocky trail, near a cliff that faces where the sun rises.

-lu ten keeps azula and zukos lessons conjoined rather than doing it by skill level, because the ones lu ten took were different bending courses from the ones ozai had azula and zuko take, so its new material for them both. on top of that, lu ten has to also take the time to do life lessons with them too. instead of proverbs, lu ten prefers the approach of the way he best learns- making each lesson a group discussion. lu ten thrived in the court, and loved nothing more than waiting and listening, in order to dissect the natures of the councilmens hearts. open discussion is blunt and confrontational. lu ten likes proverbs, but doesnt see them as very effective when it came to foundational lessons. their vagueness leaves too much room for misinterpretation, and azula and zuko were never allowed to leave their parroting phase by ozai, so lu ten has to be very careful about what he says, lest he starts planting even more stupid shit in his cousins' brains without thinking.

#runaway fire fam au

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niki-phoria · 1 year

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idk if yhis is where you put requests 😭😭 BUT i always wanted to have male reader x enha fics ever since i made this and now theres an abundance ooh im taking advantage of my gay ass loving to read

ANYWAYS so i notice everytime in the jungwon and ni-ki fics where theyre the 8th member sunghoon always says something and/or tease the members when theyre being sweet to eo so the request is for sunghoon x boyfriend (could be an 8th member of enha could be not) fic where sunghoon is publicly being sweet to his boyfriend and enha starts teasing him so sunghoon gets shu and blushed hard that he cany do anything but hide at his boyfriend

i love him sm he's so pretty

pairing: sunghoon x male!8th member!reader (he/him pronouns) genre: fluff word count: 708

includes: blushy hoon like really blushy, teasing but supportive enha, i don't actually watch lives lmao but this is kinda based on the one where niki accidentally blew out the candles (the hate he's getting for that is so fucking stupid)

a/n: thank you so much for requesting !! this idea is adorable, i love it sm <33 i hope you like it :)) also yes i take requests through asks /gen

requests open !! read my rules first

the comments on the side of your phone scroll by quicker than you can read them. you shift in your seat a little, readjusting your position so jake can see the screen over your shoulder easier. you can hear the others talking amongst themselves as they slice the cake before moving the pieces onto plates.

“y/n,” sunghoon nudges your shoulder, holding a fork out with a small piece on it. you smile, leaning in and allowing him to feed you. sunghoon smiles as you eat the piece. the chocolate flavor is sweet in your mouth. he reaches forwards to brush some frosting off of your lip, licking it from his thumb. “it’s good.”

“i think so too,” you hum. sunoo passes you a fork as you cut off a small piece of cake, holding it out for sunghoon. you pretend not to notice the light flush that crawls up his neck and burns his ears as he leans forwards and eats the bite from your fork.

you turn your attention back to the comments, biting back a laugh at the chaos you’ve caused. “aw, cute,” heeseung smiles. “the couple are feeding each other.”

“ah,” sunghoon shakes his head. “y/n is distracted with engene’s comments. i’m just helping him out.”

“helping him by feeding him a piece of cake?” niki raises an eyebrow at him. you turn to look at him as his blush deepens, now spreading to his cheeks. you stifle a laugh as he moves closer to hide his face behind your shoulder; away from the view of the camera.

you wrap your arms around him to hide him further behind your body. sunghoon snakes his arms around your waist to pull you closer. you reach over to pat his thigh - a silent reassurance that you’re all just joking around.

you refocus on the comments once again, reading through the random questions or strings of emojis. one of them catches your eye in the mess of words - y/n and hoon are so cute together. it makes you smile. even though your relationship isn’t public, and likely never will be, the supportive comments from engene never fail to make you smile.

sunghoon pulls away from behind you after about a minute of hiding. he shifts his body a little so he’s facing you, getting lost in his own thoughts as he stares at you. zoning out is nothing new for him but since you started dating he finds himself thinking about you while he does.

sunghoon’s mind drifts to what you’ll do together once you finish the live and head back to the dorms. he can tell that you’re tired from a long day of practice and preparing for the next dates on tour. your shoulders sag slightly and your eyes feel a little heavier than usual.

he’s interrupted from his thoughts when jake pats his shoulder. you chuckle a little as you reach over to grab his hand, gently squeezing it in yours. he mentally braces himself for the teasing comments and playful jokes from the others.

“is y/n really that interesting to look at?” jay asks.

“he’s very handsome,” jungwon replies. “i can see why sunghoon-hyung likes him so much.”

“they’re cute together,” heeseung defends. “let him stare.”

sunghoon can feel his face burning. his blush only deepens at the realization that he was recorded staring at you when you reach forwards to readjust the phone you’ve been livestreaming on. “i think it’s cute,” you say, intertwining your fingers together.

“you think everything hyung does is cute,” niki chuckles.

“because it is.” sunghoon fails to hide his smile as he moves a little closer to you. you reach over to brush a stray strand of hair out of his eyes and back into place. you stifle a laugh at his flushed face but don’t say anything about it.

sunghoon leans in closer so he’s hiding behind you again. his lips brush against your neck when he speaks. “i love you,” he whispers. the words are so quiet you can barely hear them over the laughs of the others. instead of verbally responding you bring your intertwined hands up to your lips, pressing a quick peck against his knuckles. i love you too.

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luminousbeings-crudematter · 6 months

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this tiktok immediately reminded me of your chef!ghost and i absolutely need your opinion on him sending reader videos of what he makes when she has the day off. theyre always a little suggestive, has his sleeves rolled up, flexing more than needed, always ending it with a wink and maybe a bite of meal that reminds you of him biting your thighs. . im feral for chef!ghost im sorry 💀

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZPR7TLR98/

💀💀 bestie, I am also feral for Chef! Ghost 💀💀 Here are some thots, as requested!

The first time Ghost sent you a video of himself was...to try to show the right way to make a roux. Because one time, one singular time, yours was burnt. One time. (He's never let it go and he never will). (It was because you were thinking about his dick).

But then he catches you watching one of these videos he'd sent you. You're flushed, biting your lower lip and absolutely mesmerized, hand fisted around a poor, harmless, completely obliterated bunch of tarragon.

After that, the vibe of the videos change.

He's still doing the same thing, being horribly patronizing because it winds you up and he lives to irritate you, but now the videos feature him more heavily. He’s a bit awkward about it at first, but he’s got the basics down.

Sleeves rolled up to his forearm, so his veiny arms and that fucking tattoo just compete for your attention. The effortless tossing of those heavy-bottom pans that take you two arms to lift. The muscles in his arms flexing and jumping as he chops, his voice almost sickly sweet when he reminds you how not to bruise herbs, hold them tenderly, gently when you chiffonade them. (You don’t actually need a reminder, but your boyfriend's a cunt, what are you gonna do?)

And ohhh, he definitely starts to end these videos by bending down over the station and staring straight at the camera, straight at you, while he taste-tests. It’s intense and you want to squirm and crawl out of your skin and sit on his dick so much when he does it.

Even after months of dating, months of teasing you like this, every video he sends you is a treat. One time he sends you a video of him plating up a cheesecake he’d made. He’d tasted a bit, and looked straight into the camera with smoky, bedroom eyes and shrugged. I’ve tasted sweeter.

You're convinced you've finally lost the plot when that video makes you reach for your vibrator.

#anon ask #ask #request #alford plea #lumi writes

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insect-library · 1 month

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🍬🦇Candybats🦇🍬

Oneshot! Im writing more to add onto it later tho<3

Notes: domestic fluff, theyre cutie pies

Word count: around 380?

The sun poked through the blinds as Streber slowly woke up. Soft blankets and a small mountain of pillows surrounded him, plushies that were on the bed the night before had fallen off, and the sheets had rolled down the bed.

He rubbed his eyes and sat up, trying his best to wake up (and stay awake). He crawled to the edge of the bed and got down to get ready, picking up a few stray stuffed animals while doing so. After stumbling to his closet, he chose some oversized shirt he found, and a pair of shorts.

Still half asleep, Streber left his room to find Kevin cooking something in the kitchen, humming along to the song he'd put on his little speaker.

"Morningg kevin" he mumbled. Kevin turned around to see Streber, visibly tired and lazily dressed.

"Morning sweetie," Kevin said, turning back to his cooking, "how'd you sleep?"

Streber attempted to say something along the lines of "good" but all that he could do was mumble in a slightly positive tone.

"That's good, glad you slept well" kevin knew Streber's intention behind his unintelligible babbling.

He'd known him long enough to know he was tired in the mornings, and that he'd go back to bed pretty soon.

Kevin finished the scrambled eggs he'd been working on, and transferred them to a plate.

"Would you like to lay back down streb? Or eat something first '' Kevin gave Streber the option, knowing exactly which He'd choose.

"Mmm lay down,," Streber muttered, slightly clearer than last time.

Kevin stuck the eggs he'd made into the microwave to keep them warm, and cleaned up quickly while Streber slowly walked back to their room. When Kevin finished his cleaning, he walked to the room to find Streber half asleep, getting comfortable in their bed, waiting patiently for kevin.

Seeing how the sun hit Streber's hair, and how he looked with his eye bags from weeks of being terrible with his sleep schedule, and how beautiful he looked overall, he was almost frozen. Every bit of the moment was perfect, especially Streber.

Kevin snapped out of his (GAYASS) thoughts, and climbed into bed to hold Streber. It only took a few minutes for them to both end up passed out and entirely content with each other.

#streber #kevin #spooky month #streber x kevin #candybats #fluff #domestic fluff #beginner writer #fanfic #writing #mlm #gay #lgbtq

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bitchfitch · 1 year

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Idk, there's one very specific moment in that mermaid thing that's just like,

So Nereida and his fuck off giant alien monster mermaid boyfriend are together in the storm season after all the other human researcers have left this plane of existence to go home and wait out the constant massive hurricanes that ravage the hemisphere during this planet's version of summer. And Nereida is confessing that he will never be able to tell Jish he loves him because it doesn't Matter if he does. One day his contract will stop being renewed and he will never be able to come back to this alien ocean world so completely unfit for human habitation. so letting himself get attached to Jish is just going to hurt them both more in the end.

And Jish is quiet for a long moment, before asking Nereida to swear to keep a secret. None of the other researchers can know because them knowing would put Jish's home and people in danger.

And Nereida swears it without needing to think. There was so much about Jish he kept secret to keep them both safe. Even if lying so much about everything that happened where the surveillance cameras couldn't see made his skin crawl.

So Jish gets him to put on his scuba gear, and takes him out into the storm, diving deep to avoid the worst of it until they're over the massive dark gashes that have formed from where this planet's tiny tectonic plates meet. and Jish takes Nereida and holds him tight, checks his tubes and the gauge on the tank before diving even deeper. The water made dark by the storm above turning to pitch. Nereida's ears popping from the pressure changes, and then burning long before the ache of the world above set into the rest of his joints. The nitrogen in his tank becoming overwhelming as the empty world spins with the on set of narcosis. Only the firm muscle of Jish's chest being there to give him any grounding.

Nereida thrashes in Jish's arms, as best as he can under the pressure, but Jish's only response is to rip his mask off. And dive faster. The air is running out, Nereida's head is fogged and there's nothing he can do but feel vindicated in a sick way for calling it those years ago. Jish was going to drown him.

and then they breach. The dark around them is full of gold lights that flicker against Nereida's stinging eyes. He gasps for breath and swallows down foul smog laden air with every inhale. Jish rocks them so that he floats on his back with Nereida still clinging to him.

When Nereida finally manages to see where they are, it's an impossibility. Theyre home. Nereida's home. In the bay beside the town where he grew up. The tall white washed building that houses the institute standing proud exactly where it should, the ship that carried them across dimensions with it's four ton warp motors looming in the harbor.

He looks to Jish. And sees a man staring back at him. Long shaggy red hair and a heavy tan. Bright eyes and Jish's knowing smile.

Nereida laugh, a chuckled that boiled into something frantic and half panicked as his world did a 180 in a single instant. A few things he had long written off clicking into place one after the other.

The rumors of mermaids in these waters. The ones that haunted him as a child because he would have sworn on his life he'd seen them. The stories about sirens and songs that called people into the water never to be seen again or to disappear for a while and return so different and vacant eyed. They were all true, weren't they?

He laughed, not joyfully. He laughed in that way you laugh when there is nothing else to do. He laughed in that way you laugh when it all bubbles over at once. When a lifetime of plans get bashed against the rocks like a child caught in a riptide. He laughed.

Jish kissed his cheek with lips that were blood warm. And at least all those DNA tests that kept getting mysteriously contaminated by human DNA suddenly made so much more sense now.

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fraener · 1 year

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3/19/23

yesterday it was 64 out. we’ve nearly gotten past the last frost, there are a few cold nights looming ahead. the day was beautiful and sharp and strange. hans and i had a picnic in the park and while he was out getting a new pair of waders i watched the track house burn, start to nearly finish. the air was heavy with the heat of the day and the fire made a sound like it was crawling. we went back in the night, hans and i, and a few of his coworkers were there watching the last embers leap in the dark. the smoke made us cough and we got weird white stuff on our shoes. the fire department hadnt turned the water main off so everything was flooded. ive been walking so much lately, its helping with everything. i decided not to take that job this summer after all, which of course now im regretting just a bit. i just didnt feel like it was going to be a good environment to work in, they werent being transparent with me about what they were hiring me for through the interviewing process and i didnt like being asked to only teach things that were easily marketable. i dont like a school thats focused on turning a profit rather than providing diverse and unique learning opportunities. plus the pay was going to be shit. i might work for the geoduck farm, but im not fully sure yet. ive been having terrible luck with the grocery shopping, things keep going wrong or something i bring home is off. tonight i spilled my dinner on the floor but i didnt get mad, i just laughed and cleaned it up. i feel a little lighter than usual, i think i feel good. i can feel the writhing worm of anxiety under my surface but i feel good. last night rosie slept next to me in the crook of my body all night long. hans told me this morning that r really didnt like how i carried myself or the fact that i disagreed with her and talked back to her. to her she always found me difficult to control, threatening to her manipulation web and harbored a good amount of resentment for me was incredibly freeing. i dont feel bad about anything ive done now because it doesnt have anything to with me. all of this could have been prevented had she been honest, but she was having a hard time scraping me off, clearly. i ran into amys michael on the street which was a wonderful surprise. ive been reacting poorly to dairy lately, i think all of my allergies are really heightened right now. everything is starting to bloom, the osoberry and the redcurrant and the daffodils and violets are filling the air with pollen and scent. even the plum and cherry trees are opening, slowly but surely. i turned the bed over for spring today, well see if im warm enough. the equinox is tomorrow. the heather gave me a big branch of monkey puzzle tree the other day. i finished up with school for now except my eval meeting. my final critique went well, people liked my work and complimented me a lot on it. one of my classmates said the plate with hans on it looked like it was cracking because the love we had couldnt be contained and it made me cry a little. i love him so much, being with him is helping me heal so much, not being punished for who i am by someone i love is healing me so much. climbing out of the depression, certainly, but not quite there with the anxiety. still have some climbing to go. although things have improved so much in the last year... my intrusive thoughts are much quieter and one track. theyre really only focused on the one thing most of the time, which i am seeing like when im washing the sink and all the gunk gets swished into one little heap headed for the drain trap. were going to work on unburdening in therapy this week a little so i think thatll help. the smell of the rain on the hot pavement today nearly made me cry. actually i did tear up a little, i felt so at peace and unbothered by anything. everything is ringing out a little clearer each time, i am really feeling a return to myself bigger and bigger with each ring. i feel much more comfortable with myself than i did in the voyeuristic relationship i had to myself last year. this year has passed so fast to me in this moment; i feel like everything with o happened so recently. in some ways it did i suppose, only 5 months ago. i want to write more poetry again. i feel like ive woken up from underneath something the last few days, i hope it stays that way. the spring is beautiful. everything is reaching for the light of the sun this year so hard, as if we all felt the quake of my emotions and grief and fear this winter. i was so arrested. i am so close to free now.

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jjkyaoi · 3 years

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i’ve been thinking about the possibility of bench trio moving in together, and here’s the thoughts i have;

tubbo would be the bitch that would be leaving his shit everywhere. he just sets shit down and forgets it’s there. like there would be so many plates & shit on the counter, or there’d be his clothes in the living room, scattered on the floor, not even in his own fucking room. man wouldn’t even notice half the shit that’s everywhere unless it’s pointed out to him, & when it is he’s too stubborn to actually get up and clean his shit up so. he doesn’t.

tommys the cleanest bitch out of the three of them. i feel like that motherfucker isn’t overbearingly meat, but he doesn’t fucking like if there’s shit everywhere 24/7/he doesn’t like shit looking cluttered, but if he sees your own shit all over the house he’s stubborn as well, so he’ll be like; “ey, i ain’t pickin’ this shit up for you. it’s your shit. you do it”, and because it’s frequently tubbo who leaves shit everywhere —and he’s just as stubborn as him— nothing ever ends up getting done abt it

ranboo is the one who ends up actually cleaning it up.

wilbur would be checking in on these mfs every single day, because they’d constantly forget to take care of themselves. whether he’d straight up show up to their place or he’d be calling and asking them if they’d take care of themselves today. it’s a constant. he’s a fucking mother hen.

they wouldn’t be allowed in the kitchen. they don’t know how to cook, & the food they do get they straight up order from places. like, ranboo isn’t allowed in the kitchen because he’s clumsy and he straight up ends up making a mess more than actually making food. tubbo isn’t allowed in the kitchen because he doesn’t think before he does shit/doesn’t look at instructions and makes monstrosities, and tommy just moves impulsively and doesn’t think before he does shit— he’s the one who’s almost started fires in their place like. multiple times. it isn’t healthy. phil has tried to teach them how to cook w/out ruining their place. it does not work.

tommy doesn’t like sleeping on his own, in his own room. they have separate bedrooms, but he’s frequently the one who crawls out of his bed because he’d gotten scared and either gets into ranboo’s bed with him or tubbo’s bed. that, and he just likes being cuddled. tubbo doesn’t ever actually fall asleep in his bed, because he streams so fucking late. they’ve both had to carry him to bed multiple times from the amount of times he’s just. fallen asleep on his fucking chair. ranboo just fucking sleepwalks. there’s been multiple times where he’s gotten out of his bed and has gotten into either of their rooms, & has woken ‘em up by just. staring at them while they sleep. it is Horrifying. neither of them talk about it.

they’re totally the bitches that, now that they’re living together they constantly get into each other’s rooms while they’re streaming and just. chillax in there to freak out chat. like, when tommys streaming tubbo or ranboo will call him from their rooms and they’ll just start talking, even though you can hear their voices from their other rooms as well. when tubbo’s streaming and he gets so invested, late in the day, when he forgets to eat dinner/eat in general, either tommy or ranboo will come into his room to bring him food and scold him. when ranboo’s streaming, both tubbo and tommy will barge into his room and basically start chaos. or, if it’s a lore stream they’ll just pull pranks by repeatedly knocking on his door in the middle of it.

they go shopping together, and it’s basically just a fucking catastrophe. tommy is the bitch that’s running down the aisles at full speed with the fucking cart, tubbo’s the bitch that’s either getting them stuff they don’t need or has wandered off already, and ranboo’s the one who desperately tries to mediate the chaos but gives in halfway and pushes tubbo, who’s in the shopping cart, down the stores aisle at full speed at tommys command. they have gotten kicked out multiple times.

they have movie nights on the weekends, where they either try to binge an entire netflix series in one night, or they’re just watching god awful disney movies at tommys command. tommy’s always the one that falls asleep halfway. he’s like, nodding off on the couch but he’s constantly saying that “yes, i can sit through this entire movie” and, “no i don’t look tired ranboo, fuck off” but then he’s out like a light. either that or he’s horribly shouting along to the music in said disney movies. tubbo’s the one who always ends up binging the netflix shows in one night. he doesn’t look like he’s getting tired, he’s watching the movie with frustrating intensity or he’s either throwing popcorn at ranboo to distract him. there’s no in between. ranboo’s mostly on his phone, scrolling through whatever social media he’s on and not paying attention to whatever theyre watching at fucking all —much to tommys frustration— and, he’s usually the one who ends up eating all the popcorn at an in humane speed and is always forced to get up and get them more. fucker.

...can you tell i just want them to live together. i just think it’d be neat

#get out of here with that ‘clingy duo roommates’ or ‘bee duo roommates’ bullshit #they’re all roommates. the three of them. fuck you. i do what i want.#i don’t make the rules. except i do.#mcyt #mcytblr #dream smp #tommyinnit #mcyters #bench trio #ranboo #tubbo

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tzuyuscloud · 3 years

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could i req a chuu imagine where theyre babysitting reader's younger cousin and it's just fluff n all? idrk 😭😭

You were in charge of watching your smaller cousins for the day while their parents were running errands. The oldest was 3, Luna, while the youngest was 1 ,Solar.

You figured during nap time that you would call Jiwoo to come over and help since she liked children and you were outnumbered. It felt like only seconds have past when you heard her softly knocking at the door you swiftly walked to the door. "Hey Jiwoo!" You whispered. Jiwoo being clingy she pulled you into a hug.

"hi y/n! Where's the tiny humans!" She squealed excitedly.

"shhh!" You quickly shushed her not wanting the children to wake up so soon. "They're asleep but you can help prepare their snacks for when they wake up." Jiwoo liked that idea following you into the kitchen and washing her hands.

She had cut up some apples and bananas while you made a bottle with a plate of baby food for the tinier child. In the mist of putting the snacks together Jiwoo rushed to the bedroom when the sound of a toddler crying filled her ears.

She then walked back out with a sleepy Luna in her arms rubbing her eyes. "Morning y/n" the child yawned not bothered in anyway, shape, or form that Jiwoo was holding her.

"good afternoon Luna, did you get some beauty sleep?" You asked while planting a kiss on her forehead.

"yep!" She giggled. "Snack?"

Jiwoo laughed at her eagerness to eat, "yes you can have your snack. Let's sit at the big girl table" watching how good Jiwoo was with kids made your heart fluffy.

While Jiwoo entertained and fed Luna you went to wake up baby Solar who was in a deep sleep. Rubbing the infant's head she stirred in her sleep and eventually opened her eyes. The moment Solar saw you in her vision she started smiling and cooing for you to pick her up.

"oh my goodness tiny tiny human!" Jiwoo ran from her spot next to Luna to gently grab Solar from your arms. "Can I feed her?" Jiwoo asked with pleading eyes.

"sure, here's her bananas that are mashed up, and when she's done with half of that you can feed her her bottle" you handed Jiwoo everything she needed after she made herself comfortable at the kitchen table while Solar was strapped into the highchair.

"You can be the fairy princess who's trapped in the...in the...in the tree!" Luna jumped up and down as she placed the plastic tiara on Jiwoo's head. "And y/n has to come save you from the evil dragon who is me and sissy" Solar crawled around the playroom chewing on her teething rings while wearing a pair of wings. You had a foam sword in your hand while Jiwoo stayed trapped behind the play bricks that were built into a wall protecting her, aka the"tree."

"roar!" Luna stomped around knocking down blocks. Her roars were followed by a fragile scream that came from Jiwoo as she shouted, "save me prince!"

You couldn't help but break character and laugh at her words, "I'll save you princess!" You wheezed in a broken deep voice.

"y/n you suck at this" Luna shook her head ashamed of her cousin's acting.

"hey kid cut me some slack" you pouted feeling a little jealous that she enjoyed Jiwoo's acting better. In the mist of Jiwoo being "saved" the front door opened and the sound of Luna and Solar's parents' voices filled the house.

"mommy!" Luna jumped up excitedly and ran into her mother's arms.

"I had fun today woowoo!" Luna jumped into Jiwoo's arms and planting a big fat kiss on her cheek. Everyone could notice how huge Jiwoo's heart grew even though it couldn't get any bigger.

"I'll miss you Luna! I enjoyed you today" Jiwoo hugged the small child. After cleaning up the playroom you and Jiwoo both said your goodbyes to the children and left.

"I think Luna likes you" you nudged Jiwoo's shoulder.

"she's a cutie" Jiwoo couldn't help but flash off her signature smile at the new formed memory.

#chuu loona #kim jiwoo #kim jiwoo x fem reader #loona scenarios #loona fluff #kpop gg fluff

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tendergothic · 3 years

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no offense to the people who ship it but hisoka and chikage brotp

who steals french fries off the other’s plate

chikage steals the fries because i dont think hisoka thinks fries are sweet enough. chikage puts spicy seasoning on them so even if hisoka wants a fry he wont eat them.

who jokingly moves in for the kiss when someone asks if they’re a couple

i genuinely dont think they do this. it weirds them out because theyre basically brothers

who has to bust or bail the other out of jail

hisoka tells chikage he isnt going to bail him out and yet hisoka is the one who picks him up.

who gives the other advice/comfort about dating issues

chikage gives terrible advice because he doesnt know what hes talking about in regards to dating but he gives the advice.

who shamelessly cheats at games by reaching over to cover the other’s eyes

im gonna do a step further and say both of them absolutely are guilty of trying to unplug the other’s controller. hisoka covers chikage’s eyes tho.

who immediately calls dibs on the top bunk

chikage. hisoka finds it easier to crawl into the bottom bunk anyway

who starts and who wins the pillow fights

hisoka for sure. chikage can try his best but he doesnt stand a chance

not doing this last one

#answered #i dont like these two as a ship at all #but as bros? absolutely #mukagenshiki #ask meme

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marvel--queen · 5 years

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Lucky People || Jason Todd || Song Fic

Fandom: DC Comics

Word Count: 2,136 (including lyrics)

Warnings: nudity, sexual mentions, theres like one or two swear words but thats it

Description: It’s Jason’s birthday and you give him his Rated PG present before the Rated R present. Plus you get a little surprise of your own

Song: Lucky People by Waterparks

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A/N: (V/N) means vigilante name. Sorry it took so long but happy birthday to my baby bird Jason Todd!! Also recommend listening to the band Waterparks in general because theyre the fucking best

THIS IS NOT MY GIF. GIF CREDITS GOES TO THE OWNER

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You close the door, thanking Dick for helping you throw Jason’s surprise party. All of Jason’s family came by to celebrate his birthday and even though Jason almost shot Tim at the start from startling him, it was a success. Dick was the last to leave, worrying about cleaning up the party but you told him you could take care of it. The minute the door closes, Jason’s arms are around you, nuzzling his nose into your neck.

“Is there a reason why I didn’t get a birthday present from you at the party?” His voice was low.

“Well.. yes,” You blushed lightly, “But not what you’re thinking about.” You turn around in his arms to look at his pouty face, "Not yet at least.”

You lead Jason to the couch and give him a nervous look. “Just, uh, give me a minute.”

Jason looked confused as you hooked up your computer to the TV. You found what you were looking for and clicked on it. It was then where you returned to the couch and placed yourself on Jason’s lap. He wrapped his arms around you and snuggled into your neck.

Grabbing the remote, you looked at Jason, “Happy birthday, Baby.” And pressed play.

The video starts with you in front of a camera with your guitar. “Hey Jay, right now you’re at the store grabbing me something and going on basically a wild goose hunt since Gotham doesn’t sell what I asked. But I’ll apologize later when you get back home.” You wink at the camera. “But when you see this it’ll be your birthday! So happy birthday Baby! I wrote this a while back but decided to hold off releasing it until after your birthday. Throughout this year, I’ve been randomly filming moments we had, I’m surprised you never asked but you went along with it and now you’ll finally know why.”

You adjusted your guitar on your lap and spoke, “This one’s for you, I love you."

"Light us up until we pop I wanna burn bright 'til we're not Let's keep each other safe from the world.”

The recording stayed on you strumming and singing until the next line comes.

"I'll be your optimistic black hole Full of love I can't control Let's keep each other safe from the world From the world”

It changed to the two of you in bed laughing as Jason buried his face into your neck and blowing. You squirm away from him with a bright smile on your face before pulling his face towards yours for a kiss.

"Happy birthday, Merry Christmas To the one I call my Mr I'm leaving you love notes in the kitchen, say it all”

The video cuts to you making him pancakes in the morning before you leave for work. It zooms in on the note you placed next to the plate, reading ‘Good Morning my love, I’ll be at work by the time you wake up. Just wanted to let you know that I love you and that we’re having dinner at the manor tonight. Deal with it babe, XO (Y/N)’

"I know you said to mind my business But Cupid sent me on a mission It's got me sitting, wishing, waiting for your call Let's be lucky people, you and me”

You hobbled vicariously to the couch, hoping to not spill the wine you were carrying. Getting comfortable and making sure your leg is properly elevated, you open your current book and start reading. The video cuts to a later time, as seen by the darkness in the window next to you and your book soon was read through. Throughout the video, your face gets more worried and you check your phone more frequently than the start of the video. It’s the first time in a while where you weren’t out there with Jason patrolling Gotham but since you got in a bit of a scuffle last week with some of Joker’s goons, you were out of commission with a broken leg. The video cuts one last time to you almost asleep on the couch. Jason crawls through the window and takes off his mask. You jump at the sound but your startled eyes light up at the sight of your boyfriend and you open your arms wide at the boy. Jason gives you a tired smile and strips off his jacket and utilities before joining you on the couch. Careful of your leg, he laid with his head on your chest and your arms circle around him. One hand moves up to play with his hair and you see a dopey smile form on Jasons’ tired face as he falls asleep laying on you.

"My hourglass is in your hands You've got my time, you are my plans Let's keep each other safe from the world”

Your leg is fully healed and you’re on the roof of your apartment in your (V/N) outfit with Jason next to you in his Red Hood outfit. His mask is off, allowing his face to be seen with only a domino mask covering his identity. The sun is about to set behind you as you laugh swinging his arms with yours. You pull him closer to your body and started to dance. He gives you a look before giving in to your antics. The two of you are goofily dancing before it turns to Jason just holding you and swaying with the sun almost gone behind you both, casting a silhouette. You break from his grasp, giving him a sweet kiss and flipping backward off of the building. Jason is laughing to himself as he grabs his mask, placing it on and following you on patrol.

"You've got me writing sappy songs I used to laugh at on my own Let's keep each other safe from the world Because I know it's hard to let yourself be fine But I'll carry around our worried flurried minds But I'll let go if you do too"

You giggle as the bubbles from your bath tickles your skin. Your cat looks curiously at the bubbles from the rim of the bathtub and swats at some. You hear the front door open and close and Jason calls out to you.

“In the bath!” You yell in response and you hear heavy footsteps. By the time Jason appears in the bathroom door, he’s already shirtless.

“Mind if I join?” You respond by moving forward in the bath creating space behind you for Jason. Doing this made some bathwater spill over the rim and your cat yowled in surprise before running off.

“Crazy cat,” You mutter to yourself as Jason climbs into the tub behind you.

“He may be crazy but you love him,” Jason tugs you into his lab once he settled.

“Seems as if I have a type.” You smile back at him as his face shifts into betrayal.

“You take that back!”

“Nope,” You grab some bubbles and try and place it on his face, creating a beard. You giggle at how goofy he looks until he goes and nuzzles his face into your neck, tickling you. Screaming, you squirm in his hold as he starts blowing raspberries onto your neck. Once Jason stopped and you calmed down, you sink deeper into the bathwater and Jason places a kiss on your head. You tilt your head up slightly to look at your lover and he leans down to kiss you. It’s messy but it’s perfect at the moment. Jason tapped your nose lightly when the two of you pulled away from the kiss.

"Happy birthday, Merry Christmas To the one I call my Mr I'm leaving you love notes in the kitchen, say it all I know you said to mind my business But Cupid sent me on a mission It's got me sitting, wishing, waiting for your call Let's be lucky people, you and me"

You open the door to your new home and let your cat free from his kennel. He runs around the living room for a bit before losing interest and grooming himself instead. You laugh at your cats' reaction to the new house and jump when arms wrap around your waist. You turn your head to look at Jason and smile, kissing his lips sweetly.

"My common sense is powerless And I'm convinced that you Caught me lucky, it's just the half of it The better half of me that I couldn't quit"

Jason is snuggled into your back, leaving kisses on your shoulder as you try and film. His hair tickling your neck as you giggle, trying to release yourself from his grip. Once he releases you, you flip him over so you're straddling his waist and the camera is poised on him. He pouts at you behind the camera and he looks sinfully adorable with messy hair from you pulling it earlier and dark bruises marking his chest from your kisses. You lean down into the frame and kiss his cheek. During then he catches you off guard and flips you over, taking the camera from your hand. You reach out to grab the camera but he dodges it and the shoulder of Jason’s shirt you're wearing falls exposing your shoulder. You scrunch your nose at him and make a goofy face at the camera, sticking your tongue out. It ends with you mouthing "I love you” to Jason before you covered the lens with your hand.

“ 'Cause now I'm flying across the country More than monthly for you You've got me more than clumsy But you're my yellow lovely"

For a month in the summer, you went home to visit your family. Sadly Jason couldn’t come with, he had duties in Gotham as Red Hood. During that month, you two must have facetimed at least once a day and you missed him so much, especially Larry, your cat. You couldn’t bring Larry along since your brother is allergic and the majority of your facetimes, much to Jason’s dismay, was you talking to Larry. Now the month was over and you were finally coming home. Immediately getting off the plane, you saw Jason. Looking like he just rolled out of bed, in one of your oversized yellow jumpers, he never looked better. Your smile grew and you dropped your luggage, running to the love of your life. He didn’t notice you until you were in the air jumping onto him. Luckily, Jason is used to this and he caught you with only a few stumbles. You litter his face with kisses and held on to him for dear life.

“I missed you, I missed you, I missed you,” You repeat between each kiss before pulling away and looking straight into his eyes. “I missed you, Jay-bird.”

“Sure seemed like you missed the cat more than me,” Jason muttered before squeezing your ass and kissing you hard. You smiled into the kiss and laughed at his comment. You may have missed your cat but you missed Jason even more.

"Happy birthday, Merry Christmas To the one I call my Mr I'm leaving you love notes in the kitchen and say it all I know you said to mind my business But Cupid sent me on a mission It's got me sitting, wishing, waiting for your call"

The video closes with you and your guitar and a kiss blown at the camera.

“Soooo,” You drawl out peaking nervously at Jason. He had tears in his eyes and gaped at you. “Aw you big baby,” You cup his face and kissed his nose.

Jason looked at you with love in his eyes before trying to respond, “I- oh god. That was beautiful, (Y/N).”

You blush and hide in his chest, “Was it really?”

“Yeah, it was. Just, uh, hold on for a second.” He picks you up from his lap and races towards your shared room. After a minute of fidgeting your thumbs, he returns and kneels in front of you. “This is not how I planned this going but after watching that there is no one else I’d ever want to marry. (Y/N) (L/N), I am so in love with you, will you marry me?” He opens the velvet box he had hidden behind his back to reveal a beautiful ring.

“Oh my god, holy shit,” You gasp, covering your mouth. “Yes, a thousand times yes, Jay.” He slides the ring onto your left ring finger and picks you up from the couch, kissing you. You break the kiss to look him in the eyes, “Now, for your other gift.” Somehow, still in his arms, you removed your shirt to reveal his favorite deep red lacy bra you own and he groaned loudly.

“Now that’s what I’m talking about,” Jason smirks before carrying you to your bed.

#jason todd #jason todd x reader #dc imagine #dc comics #robin imagine #robin x reader #red hood #robin #red hood imagine #red hood x reader #marvel--queen

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avoiding the winter sky

A/N: 1374 words. it’s me, back again with a All The Queen’s Men ‘verse mini fic that makes me feel that Riz Ahmed ‘im sad’ picture. anyways..... im sad.

[And All The Queen’s Men ‘verse Masterpost]

September, 1991.

“Mornin’ ‘Zelle.” Jim opens the door for her, giving her a smile and a hug in greeting, she’s got a stack of paperwork in one hand and tupperware contained full of cookies in the other, and she offered him one.

“Rog and Lilith made them yesterday, they’re good, though the kitchen may never recover.” The cookies are chocolate chip, and he takes one with a quiet laugh and thanks, leading her through the house to where she could hear the sizzle of something cooking, and Freddie humming cheerfully. “He sounds bright.”

“Yeah, he’s very cheery today; always looks forward to seeing you.” There’s a smile in Jim’s words that Gizelle can hear without even seeing his face, and when they enter the kitchen, Freddie’s positively beaming at them.

“I think we should go on vacation.” He says, in lieu of a greeting, sitting at the kitchen table chopping onions, his eyes watering just a little. Giselle laughs lightly, swanning over to him to press a kiss to his cheek and put her papers on the table.

“And what makes you say that?” She asks, and he resumes his work as she put her folder down on the table. It’s tradition, they have lunch together on Thursdays, Giselle brings some of her cases with her to look over, or sometimes they watch a movie or play board games, but usually they just end up talking, about everything and nothing, distracting themselves from how tired Freddie is, and the marks that keep appearing on his skin.

“I want to go somewhere warm, everything’s so dreary around here.” And he wasn’t wrong; even though it was only the start of Autumn, the sky was grey more often than it was blue nowadays. “I want an adventure, I miss our adventures.” Once he was finished with the onions, he passed them off to Jim, who was quietly cooking over by the stove, smiling to himself.

“We could go on a pub crawl; see all the bands London has to offer in one night like we used to.” Giselle offers, something in her chest tightening as Freddie’s expression brightens.

“Oh yes, I love a good chance to dress up in disguise.” His eyes shine with amusement at the idea, reminiscing fondly about their old haunt at the edge of town where they used to head when they wanted to remember their roots.

“I could wear a wig and put on a fake nose!” Giselle grinned, getting up and moving around the kitchen with practiced ease, pouring all three of them a glass of orange juice.

“So could I!” Freddie enthused, his smile only brightening as Jim chuckled.

“I think you should both invest in a bright pink bob, very subtle.” He added, thanking Giselle again as she pulled out three plates, smiling at his husband’s obvious delight at the suggestion.

“Oh, we should tour together again! A reunion tour, a new and beautifully bright wig every night!” And Freddie leaned back in his chair, watching with an endearing smile as two of his favourite people finished plating up lunch. The serenity only lasted a minute before he was overcome with a violent coughing fit, and Giselle was by his side as Jim fetched him a glass of water. “Perhaps a tour isn’t for me right now.” He mused, a small, self-deprecating smile on his face as he accepted the drink and hummed with contentment when Jim kissed the top of his head, before heading back to the kitchen.

“What if I go on tour, and you come along as my main backup dancer who sings when he’s not coughing his lungs up?” Giselle offered, and there was something grateful in Freddie’s gaze that she tried not to dwell on.

“And if I do start coughing my lungs up on stage?” He asks with a raised eyebrow, Giselle waves him off.

“It’s interpretive dance; kids these days love that sort of stuff.” She half laughed, and Freddie chuckled.

“Touring’s such hard work though, darling, I don’t want to be dragging dear Jim halfway across America.” He mused, gaze sliding to fix the man in question with a fond smile, which, when he looked up from pushing eggs onto the final plate, Jim returned in kind.

“You think you’ll be dragging me along? Dear, I’ll be right there beside you, whether you like it or not.” He informed them, matter-of-factly, bringing two plates over to the table, before getting the third, all three plates stacked with neatly arranged eggs, bacon, sausages, and cooked onions, along with a slice of toast.

“Well lucky for you, I love it.” Freddie grinned at him, tucking into brunch with Giselle and Jim on either side of him doing the same. “But it is work, touring, I don’t think I have it in me, can’t we just go somewhere nice and warm? I’d love to lie on the beach somewhere.” He mused, and Giselle grinned.

“And which beach would you prefer?” She asked, as if she were already making plans, taking a large bite of her egg on toast.

“Oh, you two pick, I could never decide, I’ve seen too many beautiful beaches to have a favourite.” Freddie grinned, and they sank into silence, all contemplative.

“I haven’t seen nearly as many beaches as you two have.” Jim said, quietly, though he didn’t seem unhappy about it, just thoughtful. Without hesitation, he reaches out, taking Jim’s hand across the table.

“Then we don’t have to pick, we’ll see them all.” Freddie announced firmly, giving Jim’s hand a squeeze.

“All of them?” Giselle asks, eyebrows raised, and Freddie turns back to her with a bright and toothy smile.

“All of best, all over the world; we’ll start with Australia, right after Christmas I’ll fly us there, a holiday present! We can bask in the sun while it’s snowing here in dreary England, how does that sound?” He’s lost in his own world, eyes glazed over as he sits on the edge of his seat, food all but forgotten in front of him; he can see the scene before him, can practically feel the sun on his skin.

“Sounds lovely, Freds.” Giselle said, quiet and kind. “I think we could all use a holiday from this city.” She agreed. “We could visit some friends, oh,” eyes lighting up, Giselle reached out to take Freddie’s other hand, “I know it’s not a beach, but Jim has to see Venice, we could visit in the middle months where no-where’s really right for beaches, we could visit Elton’s little place up there.”

“That does sound pretty nice.” Jim agreed. “I mean, a world tour without the actual tour bit? I think I could handle that; what do you think, Freddie?” And finally, hearing Jim’s voice, Freddie feels his fantasy slipping away, and all he can do is smile.

“Sounds perfectly wonderful, exactly what we need.” And there’s almost a dreamlike quality to his voice, which vanishes once he spots his food going cold before him. “We should eat up, I wouldn’t want to let your cooking go to waste.” And he smiles at Jim, taking back his hands from his companions to keep eating, but Giselle just smiles softly at him.

“I’d follow you to the ends of the Earth if you asked me to.” She tells him, surprisingly serious, and when Freddie looks at her, there’s something a little sad in his eyes as he gives her a fond smile.

“I know, Gizelle.”

Neither one can bring themselves to say it, but they never get past the planning stages. Their time together over the following months is spent poring over travel magazines, Giselle fills a binder with tourist traps they’re determined to see, and picturesque sunset shots they’re determined to recapture, and she pretends it doesn’t hurt her heart when Freddie’s expression fall and he has to outright skip all the pages with actual booking information.

They plan and they fantasize about cocktails at sunset, and when Freddie’s gone, Gizelle puts the folder in the back of her closet, and can’t bring herself to open it again.

#freddie mercury #jim hutton #and all the queen's men #freddie mercury & oc #jim hutton x freddie mercury #jim hutton & oc #im sad #bohemian rhapsody #borhap #bo rhap #the angry lizard writes

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