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phoenixcatch7 · 1 year

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Thinking about a 'sqq transmigrates (reincarnates) into dc' (specifically the jl because I don't know much about the rest), and who do you think would be funniest? I have narrowed it down to One but if anyone has anything better I'd love to hear it - Constantine, cap marvel and Manhunter were my top choices until:

Batman. Of course. Mainly because of the adoption problem and dozen kids with attachment issues, but also sqq spending his entire time internally shrieking I AM NOT CUT OUT FOR THIS I AM NOT PREPARED SYSTEM WHY DID YOU CHOOSE BATMAN. Trying so hard to fit the theme. Over preparing and stressing over every detail. A bit autism coded. 'I don't fall in love with anyone unless I choose to' wrong. 'You want me??? To?? Share my emotions?? My troubles??? I want to be a good parental figure but I would RATHER DIE'.

*internal sarcasm at local iq* *encyclopedic knowledge* *forgets he's not supposed to know everyone's identity*. "HOW DID YOH EVEN KNOW THAT??!!" 'oh I uh figured it out lol *bluffs sherlock style deduction*'. *repressed* 'Trauma? What trauma? I'm doing Great.'

Alfred is best man but sqq has been fundamentally a rich kid for THREE lifetimes now. He is unsavagable. Acts all high and mighty for the show but self esteem is garbage. UTTER COMMITMENT TO THE BIT at this point (way post svsss canon) I think sqq would genuinely implode if he didn't have a mask to show the public.

System has followed him of course and has him by the scruff of his neck every time he thinks about a more peaceful life. It has very high ooc standards as always until he first puts on the mask.

I can see superman taking over lqgs role a little. Casual friend and bestie. Always ready to help (and occasionally sky uber). Brawn to his brain but smarter than people give him credit for. Ultimate power team. Romantic tension through the roof but never wants anything more (and Bruce is completely oblivious anyway). Everyone sees it though.

Everyone assuming Bruce spent a huge amount of time training in some ultra secret Chinese mountain range (technically they're not wrong!) but no system sent him to the league of assassins he's just using the excuse to work on his cultivation. (talia tried SO HARD to seduce him but it failed utterly so she gave up and stole his dna while he was asleep (he woke up the next morning to a mission success notification and freaked)).

Unlike what his kids except, is fully caught up with memes. They hate it but that just makes him use them more. On the plus side he is susceptible to rickroll. Peak 'my darling child would NEVER how dare' at events. The only ones who know he had (has???) a husband pre reveal.

He teaches them all cultivation like a little qj peak but without the proper environment, which doesn't exist here, they're never going to reach immortality like him. He's fine about that, really :). He's accepted it. Either way that means pit influence doesn't stick, whoo!

Would like nothing more than to kill the joker :). System won't let him. He can't explain that to anyone :).

Meanwhile an lbh centuries old is Missing His Husband and Its Been MONTHS Where are his kisses from shizun??? But seriously WHERE IS HIS HUSBAND BLOOD WILL BE SPILT THE ONE WHO TOOK HIM WILL BE WIPED FROM THE FACE OF THE REALMS THEIR LIGAMENTS STREWN ACROSS THE NORTHERN DESERT AND THEIR ENTRAILS FED TO HYDRA VULTURES WHERE IS HE

Cue an enraged ancient demon emperor breaking through the walls of reality on a universe shattering rampage only for him to be batmans husband :). Who wants kisses.

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noosesurroundsme · 1 year

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I hate feeling like this. Irritated everyday. I'm just an angry bitch. Hormonal angry bitch. It's frustrating. Even if everyone knew how I felt and what he did to me, I'm still just the angry bitch. Men are the fucking same.

Somehow I'm the one feeling bad. Yesterday someone from another store came in and kept bothering me about how I looked like something was wrong and kept pushing my buttons so to be funny I scratched my nose with my middle finger. I hate when people keep asking what's wrong and you tell them nothing, and they keep pushing to the point it becomes frustrating. I don't like airing my feelings to people so to get him off my case I did the middle finger thing and he knows me we'll enough that I'm sarcastic and he still took it personally. "Well someone's cranky today." "Tori seem cranky today too you?" The coworker who had no business saying we're doing just fine, said I seemed fine with him. No fucking place to say anything about how I may or may not feel, especially with him.

It's so irritating and infuriating every day to have to act like I'm fine so nothing happens. I am constantly caught between my blood boiling and wanting to call him out for what he did to me but knowing that won't solve anything because all the guys will see it as my fault, and wanting to go to the bathroom to cry and cut. It's draining. I'm exhausted. I'm so sick of feeling how I feel. No one understands it. He certainly doesn't. He doesn't understand why I would be angry with him at work, so I yelled, "you don't understand? You are the one who touched me at work without even asking me how I felt. I have to live with that." He texted me after work saying he's not mad at me. He had no idea that it still bothered me. He thought we moved past it. HE THOUGHT ALL WAS FINE. FINE. ITS ALL FINE. I want to know how he can be so oblivious. Is this gaslighting? Because that's how I feel. I have been biting my tongue for months. Trying to avoid him. Talking to him the least amount possible. How CAN YOU TELL ME THAT YOU THOUGHT WE MOVED PAST IT WHEN YOU ARE THE ONE WHO ASSULTED ME IN THE WORKPLACE. YOUR OPINION OF HOW I FELT SHOULD BE IN QUESTION BECAUSE YOH THOUGHT MY PLATONIC FEELINGS AND MY ASEXUAL SELF HAD ANY FEELINGS FOR YOU. You didn't even bother to ask me. You started feeling under my bra. You started feeling under my underwear. You put your hands under my MANY LAYERS. I am simply trying to work with you because I care too much about my bosses sanity over my own. I'm the one not eating. Every day I have to deal with it. I am trying so hard to let it go but I am becoming more bitter, more angry, more depressed, more anxious. I RELAPSED ON OVER A YEAR OF NOT CUTTING BECAUSE KF YOU. The one victory I had made got taken away. Everyone at work gets to call me names because to them I'm just a hormonal angry bitch who needs to be fired. I am losing my sanity. I'm losing the respect of everyone around me. My mental health is in the toilet. I can't even get out of bed anymore. But we've moved past it.

I'm just sick of it. My friend told me last night when she stopped by to stop minimizing how I feel. I can't. Why do I feel so guilty for just existing in my workplace or in any space. I just want to live my life but I feel like a magnet to shitty people who take advantage of me. I put up so many walls to keep myself from being hurt by people and being vulnerable but somehow they still find a way to take advantage of my presence. This is why I don't like people. This is why I don't have friends. I have to wall off my entire life into my room, my Camaro, this fucking hellsite. I can't trust anyone. Do little and go nowhere to have any kind of fun time because I'm too afraid something will happen to me. I can't even go to work. I can't go to the bank since last year without checking my mirrors, turning the music off, and locking my doors at the ATM. I don't enjoy any activity where there are people. I don't go shopping even though I need clothes and makeup refills because I am constantly looking over my shoulder. I haven't had a good femme day in such a long time. I would give anything to be able to have a good day where I can put some makeup on, wear a cute outfit and bum around shopping but I don't allow myself to do any of it unless someone is with me. I can't keep living like this. I'm so fucking exhausted.

#tw assault #tw sh #I'm a pos #if my life is a compass it's permanently stuck on going south

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jarofstyles · 3 years

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Can you guys do a cowboy h check in since we got the snl pics!!! Hopefully some smut... please

Yes 😎 - D

“Fuck me.”

Y/N felt hot. There was no other way to describe it. Nothing got her going more than seeing her man out at work.

While Harry did tend to work a lot with the business aspect of the ranch now, he always filled in duties and when it meant working the field and herding the cows, that was no exception. Today though, it was lifting and putting the bales of hay up into the loft with a few of the ranch hands and Matt.

Her eyes were glazed as she sat on the fence, petting one of their older mates who wanted some attention. Harry always looked good, of course. But there was something about him taking off his flannel after hauling heavy stacks of hay up to the loft, sweat dripping down his face and body as he wiped it with the dry bit of his shirt that had him going.

A throb in between her thighs, watching as he leaned his head back and let the cool breeze wash over his body as he finally got a moment to rest. Her mouth watered as she watched his sweat damp hair be finger combed out of his face, a smile on his flushed cheeks as he laughed at some sort of joke being told. The bottle of water in her bag was the perfect excuse to get a better look.

Harry was hot and a bit out of it from the heat he raised, only realizing his pretty girl was coming over when the wind caught a bit of her sweet cherry blossom scent and waved it over. He could recognize it anywhere.

“‘Scuse me. Got to go see what my woman needs.” He murmured, getting a pat on the back as he walked towards the girl. She wore a blue checked sundress today, actually buying into the country look- and god if it didn’t get to him. “There y’are, gorgeous. What are you doin’ out here?” He asked as he approached. She had a bit of a look on her face though, almost like she was drunk? That had him a bit confused.

“Was just walking around. Saying hi to Cinnamon.” She nodded over to the mare. “Was gonna bring yoh a water cause....” her eyes dropped down his body, taking in the droplets of sweat and making her tongue wet. “Y’look like you need it.”

Sometimes he could be oblivious, Harry. He wasn’t unaware of the fact he was attractive. It just wasn’t in the forefront of his mind. It drove her absolutely mad. She felt... he had to know what he was doing. When he took off the cap and dropped his head back, drinking the water up quick and messy, greedy, she almost moaned. The water dripped down his slick chin and her poor cunt... her clit was already swelling and needy, her body soft and ready for the taking. He needed to touch her.

The water was finished and it was sure to say, so was she. Harry watched in a bit of confusion as she approached further, wanting to warm her that he was sweaty and probably not a joy to touch. But his mouth seemed to dry right back up as he watched her glazed over eyes and her hand grab his belt buckle, coming to rest her other hand on his slightly sticky chest.

“Do you know how insane you make me?” She whispered coyly. Their bodies shielded by the truck, she pushed for him to lean against it. “When y’walk around and look the way you do? When you.... sit there and look so fucking sexy doing all that hard work?” She asked, looking nearly frustrated now. Her hand left his belt and tugged his hand between her legs.

“Feel.” She pressed it up against the damp fabric. His mouth dropped open, brows shooting up in surprise after her behavior. They’d been adventurous before and all that. But he was completely taken off guard by her risky move. They’d talked about it but... seeing it happen in practice was something else.

He curled his fingers against the fabric feeling as it was soaked through and hot to the touch. “Did you....” he swallowed, dropping his voice. “Did you get this wet just from watching me work?” His question received a whimpered nod, hips moving slowly against his hand. It was quite a victory for him. He hasn’t done a thing and he had his girl worked up to bits.

His own cock began to thicken at the mere idea of it all. Her leaning against the fence and watching him, thinking about how he got just as sweaty during their more intense sex and how she was probably wanting to bite him.

“Mhm. Yes sir.” She whispered a “just... look so good like that. It’s so sexy when you get all sweaty m’your working, all your muscle and your scruff.... and you fucked me so, so good last night.... I wanted more.” She pressed a peck to the middle of his chest before laying her tongue flat. Licking the slightly salty skin, dragging it up to his neck and ending with a bite on the smooth expanse of it.

Harry groaned, his hand closing around her hair and taking it in a makeshift ponytail. He was about to crash his mouth back on to hers when he heard a call.

“We’re showering and heading to the bar. Meet you there?” It was Matt, and Harry could hear pickup’s starting.

“Yeah. See y’there!” He managed to keep his voice steady as he felt y/n’s mouth lick up behind his ear, his hand working between her legs on its own now and her nails digging slightly into his chest as she pressed herself into him.

As soon as he watched the last of the men roll away? He was tired of waiting. Opening the backseat of his truck, he climbed up and lifted her up with him. Manhandling her and making her straddle his lap.

She giggled, hands going for his belt and trying her best to yank it off before the zipper of his jeans was down.

“Need it. Need you to be inside of me, H. You’re so... fucking hot.” She whimpered, not even taking a moment to take off her panties. As soon as he was fished out of his pants, she began to rub the tip through her folds, tugging the fabric to the side.

“Just can’t help it, can you?” Harry laughed lowly as he felt her hot pussy against his cock. Being dragged through it and feeling it slick him up, it was heavenly. But not as much as when she sank down on him with little warning.

“Oh, fuck me” he moaned, leaning his head back against the glass of the window. The door was still open. It was sundown, meaning everyone was either gone or not in this barn, and he was thankful for it- though he truly wouldn’t give a fuck right now. Not when he was balls deep in his woman.

Y/N wrapped her arms around his shoulders as she rolled her hips. So full, so fucking deep and she was feeling what she had been craving. “Yes, yeah. This is what I needed, sir. Needed this thick fucking cock inside of me again. Once a day isn’t enough.” She was on a quite horny streak lately but he couldn’t ever complain about that. Instead, he smirked, sliding his hands under her dress and take control of her ass.

“Mm. I know it is, my dirty girl. I spend all day riding... and now you’re gonna be my pretty baby and ride me?” He cooed. “S’what I thought. Such a sweet cunt, swallows me up and let’s me stretch it out... go on.” He smacked her ass. “Let’s see it bounce.”

Harry when she rode him was something out of a book. She swore it. The attractive arrogance, the way he made her want to work for it and the pure, smug satisfaction he got from it only made her want to prove even more to him. The easy smirk he had on his face, the pleasure he would show he felt, it spurred her on to give him what he needed to fall apart.

She whined, breath hitching as she lifted up to slide back down. Both of them moaned at the feeling, their indecent act being covered by her dress skirt but the danger and thrill was still there. Open car door in the middle of the barn lot. The slick sound of her pussy sliding up and down on his length, their shuddery breaths and moans.

“That’s my good girl, darlin’. Take what you need from me. Ride me. Feels so good to be swallowed up by you.” He exhaled, watching her face as her mouth dropped open in pleasure. Going in and out of her, the little squelch of her slickness costing him and making the job easier. “Have such a greedy pussy.” He kissed her deep, murmuring against her mouth.

“Better believe it’s all mine. Property of H. Hm? My girl’s perfect pussy... and this ass.” He raised one brow and slipped his thumb between the cheeks, making the strangled moan escape her. “Mhm. No one knows my beautiful girl is so utterly filthy. S’why I love her so much.” He pressed the thumb into the rim, making her thighs shake a bit.

“Yeah.... see, that’s it. This is it. You’re riding me in the lot because you got all wet while I worked. Imagine what the people would say? Knowing that you’re a greedy, dirty girl? Wants the most filthy and indecent things.” He watched her as she nodded, leaning her forehead against his.

She was dirty. Y/N was a slut, she would say, but only for Harry. She loved being touched and fucked and used by him. He managed to check every one of her boxes and she was in love with him... so there was no reason not to be her filthiest self with him. It got her off though. Knowing Harry knew these things and got to be the one to experience them. His finger in her ass paired with the need and fullness she felt had her approaching her breaking point.

“Gonna cum. Gonna cum so hard, Sir. Please? Please, please. Can I?” She begged, fingers grabbing his wet hair as she began to fuck herself harder on his cock. The filthy sounds and the heat was getting to the both of them, her thighs sweaty and he could feel it on him. Their skin sticky and her cunt dripping around him, their appeal for both of them was getting to the end.

“Mhm. The first time.” He earned, eyes dark and full of promise. She had awoken the monster bit of him that was ready to go for a few rounds. “Cum for me.” Car sex hadn’t ever been so good. Not with her whimpers and tugging at his hair, this thumb in her ass and her cunt clenching up, sucking him over and over until- she came.

A squeal. She let out the most adorable, sexy squeal as her whole body shook. His jeans wet with her arousal, he held her down on his length as she rocked back and forth frantically to work herself through it, clit getting it’s friction and his thumb pressing in further to make her drop her head.

“Yes! Please please.... oh my god. M’cumming.” Her voice broke as she soaked him, clutching him and her cunt clenching up and keeping him locked in place. Having her sitting on him like this and shivering at the pleasure pulsing through her body only spurred him on more.

This was just the begging.

His hand worked down her back, kissing all over her head as he let her ride it out. It had taken everything in him not to cum the first time, just watching his girl bounce and her tits right in his face- but he had plans for her.

“There she is. My beautiful, good girl. Feels so good... did such an amazing job.” He soothed, letting her catch her breath. As soon as she calmed slightly, he took her mouth and kissed her deeply, tongue messily brushing hers and letting her feel his passion for her.

“Now.... want you over the hood of the pickup.”

#blurb #smut blurb #smut ask #cowbrry #cowboy!harry #ranchrry #rancher!harry #ranch #home on the range #cowboyh!blurb

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kpopficcys · 3 years

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Conflicting opinions

Idol: Kim Minji (Dreamcatcher)

Warnings/notes: Vampire au! Enemies to Lovers! Suggestive themes!

When you had first met Minji she had immediately peaked your interest, a vampire so powerful and yet so unhappy. Well, unhappy isn't the most accurate of words to describe her situation.

She loved the people she had chosen to surround herself with, her makeshift family of people suffering just like her. Suffering with what? Well immortality of course. It would seem like a gift to anyone else, but to Minji it was an illness of sorts.

Loving people became hard, you had to make a choice every time. Either love and let them die or love and turn them. Neither of which seemed like adequate options for her or for whomever she chose to love. Not that she planned to fall in love with anyone, it would be torture both for her and who she chose to be with.

She'd always hated what she was from the minute she realised she'd been turned, centuries ago now yet the pain was still there. Her life, her ambitions and all her plans ripped away from her in an instant all from a simple bite when walking late at night.

You however, had always had a fascination with vampires. How could you not? Here were these beautiful, superior and powerful creatures roaming the earth in the utmost secret. To know if someone was one of these majestic and wonderful creatures usually meant that you were about to meat death or become one. For you? It was neither. Simply turning into an alley at the wrong time coming face to face with a feeding frenzy and 7 vampires.

That was 2 years ago now, the group ending up taking you to there base and explaining dos and don'ts to make sure all of you were safe.

You were a permanent resident there now, your job being coaching them in self control and adding some warmth to the place after centuries of it being cold and somewhat depressing in atmosphere.

All the girls had immediately warmed to you, finding the way you acted and spoke somewhat peculiar to there way and yet so intriguing they couldn't help but want to watch. Minji was taking a lot longer to win round though, particularly due to your clashing views on vampires as well as the fact that you refused to let her ignore you.

It had been five weeks since your last fight and thus five weeks since you last spoke, neither of you oblivious to the worried glances the girls sent your way. Simply choosing to ignore them and each other rather than move one, unfortunately this didn't last long as the silence was killing Minji on the inside. Not seeing you or the girls smile and laugh, Yoohyeon and you chasing each other and regardless of her advantages her loosing from falling over. She had to make things right.

The next morning she rushed to find you in an attempt to make up only to find you actively ignoring her all day. By nightfall she had finally had enough, roughly pulling you aside "look clearly we dont agree on certain things and are hardly on the clearest terms but for them," with a head tilt she gestures to the six vampires lounging around in the next room "we should at least play nice".

Rolling your eyes you roughly grab her collar and pull her so close she can feel your breath "Act nice? Why do that when," smirking at her widening eyes you lean up to her ear "we could act like lovers". her cheeks flush as you chuckle, clearly amused by the dumbfounded and panicked expression on her face. Shaking your head smirk prominent on your face as you saunter away humming a tune. Very aware of how shes still staring at you, contemplating all the thoughts she has on you and why she suddenly has this desire for you...

The next few days fly by and the girls cant help but be totally confused as yo the sudden change in attitude between you and their leader. Today no different when you march into the main living area of the dorm, a smirk plastered onto your face as you think of all the ways to tease the vampire. Turning towards her you set your plan into action, eyes staring into hers as you take a seat beside her.

"Hey Minji, you're looking very cute today, do you need anything?" Quickly running your tongue along the side of your lips as you ask her. Such a movement startled her, a bright red blush rising to her cheeks despite no longer having blood in her body.

"When did you two get all close," The youngest asks in disbelief, breaking the silence and sexual tension in the room.

"Weren't you two at each other's throat's yesterday?"

You smile innocently at the youngest, giving a small shrug muttering something about just being friendly before walking out of the room. The day continues with you dropping comments and doing little actions to fluster and tease the eldest vampire, wanting to know how far she'll let you take it.

It was late afternoon when the girls came back from "lunch" and not a minute later where you ready to push the eldest's buttons once more. Sending a wink her way before sauntering over to bora, practically falling into her lap.

Laughing a little to much at one of her jokes in Minji's opinion. The final straw being bora giving yoh a playful bite, not enough to draw blood obviously, but enough for you to playfully moan and effectively make their leader erupt with jealousy sending a glare your way as she leapt from her seat.

Eyes glowing red she marches over, grabbing your chin and pulling you closer inch by inch till your lips are almost meeting. Muttering a "Don't test me." Against your lips, her voice low and barely above a whisper growling out every word. Smirking you simply tut, "Now look who's jealou-" within seconds you find yourself pinned to a wall, the paint cracking underneath you at the force of impact.

A whine threatening to escape your throat only to be stopped by the new found pressure of her long fingers wrapping around your throat. Veins popping out across her hand as her grip hardens, her eyes steely and gaze hard...

"Dont. Fucking. Test. Me." She leaves a harsh kiss on your neck. Teeth grazing against your pulse point before storming out your body hitting the floor as you slide down the wall letting out a small whimper when you reach the floor. The girls left wide eyed and silent at what they had just watched.

#yes another re post of this.#sorry #from old blog #dreamcatcher #dreamcatcher imagines #dreamcatcher x reader #dreamcatcher reaction #dreamcatcher vamp au #dreamcatcher vampire au #vampire jiu #vampire dreamcatcher #vamp jiu #jiu imagines #jiu x reader #kim jiu #kim minji #minji x reader #minji imagines

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bubbasbarbeque · 3 years

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How would the slashers react to you being nice to like the cashier at the grocery storer/gas station when you buy something ? And they think you flirt with them ?? Or in general being jealous hc’s ???

this ones been sitting in the box for a while— sorry about that!

I can't do all of them so I'll choose my favorites for this one~ jealousy is a good trope 👀

Michael Myers

Michael is a very jealous and possessive lover, if that wasn't already obvious. He takes your kindness towards strangers much more personal than a normal partner would.

Everyone is a threat. God forbid someone smiles a little to sweetly at you.

So when you took a small trip to the gas station in town and the new cashier slipped you a note with his number on it, it did not go unnoticed.

Before either of you had time to react, Michael had the poor man's wrist in his grip and was already close to snapping it in two. The man, fearing for his life, begged for him to let up and dropped the piece of paper.

Only after you pleaded with Michael to let it go did he relent. Normally he wouldn't have, but he was hungry and wanted to be alone with you, to remind you who you belong to.

Long story short, you were banned from that gas station, and learned to avoid making Michael jealous at all costs.

Jason Voorhees

Jason is generally passive when it comes to his emotions. Well, his romantic emotions towards you, at least. Mostly because he didn't understand them until after you two started dating.

Before you two were together he thought his feelings for you meant he just wanted to kill you ten times more. Be glad yoh managed to convince him otherwise.

But when he saw the grocery store clerk sweet-talking you after he went to retrieve an item you asked him for, his entire body was filled with seething rage.

Jason didn't have a lot in his childhood aside from his mother, who he's already deathly protective of. So the thought of some small-fry taking you— the one thing he's ever wanted —away from him, made his core burn with anger.

Knowing better than to cause a scene(unlike Michael), he promptly went over and loomed behind you, which almost immediately scared the guy off. You, oblivious until noticing how upset Jason seemed to be, hurried to pay for your groceries and take Jason home for some quality cuddle time. You have to constantly remind him that you love him; he's very insecure!

Bubba Sawyer

Out of these three, Bubba is definitely the most tame. He doesn't kill for vengeance or for a lust, he's scared. He's not an evil person.

So when he has to deal with jealousy for the first time, he's very conflicted.

You were at the local market, collecting ingredients for dinner. It was a routine, nothing out of the ordinary— until someone new in town, claiming he was just driving through, started up a conversation with you.

You didn't seem too interested in his advances and were more focused on getting the right seasonings for the chili dinner that night, but Bubba was.

Bubba isn't exactly good at words, if he manages to form them, so there wasn't much he could do but glue himself to your side and whine at you to go home.

The passerby seemed disturbed by this and made some rude comments, even going so far as calling Bubba some discriminating slurs; and that set you off.

Rather than Bubba going off like Michael or Jason, you did. You practically yelled the dude's ear off as you reprimanded him for being such a dickwad before promptly grabbing Bubba's hand, giving him a kiss and waltzing out of the market.

Once at home, you had to explain to Bubba that what he was feeling was normal, and that he wasn't evil for it.

Give him some kisses and cuddles after that whole fiasco. He'll forget about it and feel better real quick.

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astroohoe · 2 years

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Heyy hoooooes, how y'all doing?.. Today I'm writing about my observations I've had about Geminis. So here we gooooo

GEMINI SUN

•These people are very beautiful 😍, if they are males they have this charm which is kind of Magnetic...(I don't know what happened to Trump) Soooo many Gemini celebrities are very beautiful...especially the women. Its just the first thing I noticed about Geminis.

It's because they are ruled by Mercury, and in Greek Mythology, the planet Mercury was in a form of the baby Cupid but he only receives messages and sends it across to Pluto..Mercury was also known to be a trickster...and because Mercury was in the form of a baby this makes Signs under the Planet Mercury/Mercurians look sooo young...like they might have baby faces and might not age. They may also look younger than they are. (Wheeew, now they are VERY LUCKY)

•Gemini Suns are witty.

Yes! We all know this! Like we are all aware of This! These peoples brain go soooo fast and they are also EXTREME OVERTHINKERS, so they gather intellect and observe you and can pin point what makes you laugh..They don't need to make if FORCED! It just comes naturally to them. (Which makes girls gravitate towards them because they have a keen sense of humor)

•They're the only ones who can understand your sarcasm!

YES! if you've been with a gemini sun or being bestfriends with them...bruh you guys are like water and oil.. (if you're a gemini reading this! You'll understand what I meant by that) It means you guys LITERALLY (In Kim Kardashian's voice) have a strong connection!.You don't even need to speak because when you're silent they can still hear you...

And because of this connection you have with them...you guys can form your own Lingo!

•Geminis can Gossip! 🙄 idc what anyone says but these signs......when you're good friends with them, it's like they know the secret of EVERYONE... they can spill at anytime. (I mean what is friendship without some HOT GOSSIP!)

•They are one of the signs that learn faster. These signs can learn Faster in a day...and they can also adapt everywhere they go.. which is really good)

FYI:Most of the genius lyrical rappers are Geminis(eg.Kanye West(Yh, I know that sometimes he can be a CUNT but we can't deny his Talent! And also Kendrick Lamar!)

•Most Gemini men are mostly called Players because they're twin twin ENERGY Fluctuate. So they need to have a girl who can be diverse intelligent, fluent and FREAKY!(In bed, a gemini would like to try sooo many POSITIONS, just like Ariana Grande!.) And since they're sister sign is Sagittarius, they love adventure and also loves to EXPLORE.

•One of the Few signs who do NOT believe in Astrology... YES! They do not even give A LYING FUCK about it... they have their perceptions about it and feels that Everyone who believes in Astrology is INSANE (LOL) They know their signs...Its not like they're oblivious about it, they just don't believe in this BS!) LMAO!!!🤣🤣🤣

•Most Geminis can develop this habit of, if I can't do this no one else can do it....They feel like when there's an Assignment to be done , no one can do it better than them. So don't be shocked when your gemini friend or colleague is staring at you behind your back while doing something....Honestly, I know that its kinda uncomfortable when doing something and the person wouldn't give you the space to do Anything! But rather, keep Staring at you and yoh feel soooo anxious.

YEP! That person is probably a gemini, thinking you can't do it better than him thsts why he is watching you to see what the HELL you think you're doing, even tho you're right... sometimes they just want it their way .

•They can develop OCD..YEP! Most of them can develop this habit of EXCESSIVE CLEANING..LIKE SERIOUSLY! When they have nothing to do, they CLEAN! When they have something to do they still CLEAN...No matter how CLEAN the place is, they don't care, they'll still CLEAN! They clean wayyyy more than Virgos....lMAO(Gemini weirdos) It's like they get this satisfaction from cleaning....its like because they're life is a MESS , they think that cleaning it will make their life better... My advice:If you're a gemini and you want to change your life, change your LIFE! But bruh, CLEANING Ain't it!)

•They can have this type of a big EGO.

YES! Gemini sun's can have big Egos...they get too cocky and BOSSY LMAOOO.....They think they know EVERYTHING (Well okayy, Jimmy Neutrons)

•They get sooooo angry Easily... They can get HOT TEMPERED which can make them say certain harsh words they're not to say!

•Most Geminis are short.... The Men (but few are tall) but you'll get the most gemini men who are short are born in the Month of June and anytime I see them I have to SIT cause JESUS CHRIST I cannot STAND THEM!

Geminis born on MAY are sooo cool, attractive and a VERY SENSUAL . They are also one of the Gemini signs who are Tall.

#Geminis #Mercury #Astroobservations #Astrology #Signs #Virgos #Piesces #Capricorn #Saggitarius #Pluto #witchblr #planets #Aquarius #Aries #Libra #Taurus #Leo #witch #wicca #beginnerwitch #comedy

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phoenixblack89 · 3 years

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Travis is definitely one of my favourite characters the gorgeously talented Mr. Reedus has portrayed.

TAGS: @fandomsaremykryponite @autocon23 @lilythemadqueen @darylsgirl @writingdeadangel

WARNING: Just pure filthy smut

The incessant beeping of your alarm clock woke you as you tried in vain to stay under the covers of your bed. Your head throbbed in pain, a lecture about hangovers and the dangers of drinking by your mother echoing in your memory.

It was all Derek's fault.

You would have been quite happy to have the loft to yourself last night while your three roommates went drinking but no. He insisted that you come along to make sure Travis didn't have another 'discussion with gravity' as he liked to call them. Needless to say all of you ended up slightly more than drunk, hell Travis was literally dragged into his room out cold last night.

The only thing making you feel better was the fact he too would be horridly hungover as you at the lecture.

"Y/N? You awake?"

"Just..." You croakily replied, throwing your pillow over your shoulder.

The door creaked loudly as Travis opened it and slowly, holding his head, made his way to you and climbed under the covers.

"Can we skip today?"

"Travis sweetums, you know we can't." You groan, turning and putting your head on his chest lightly. The crush you harbored on the quieter, shyer roommate was nothing secret. Both Jones and Derek knew, Travis seemed oblivious to it however. If he knew he wouldn't do his usual hangover routine which involved him climbing into your bed to snuggle and complain about his head until the afternoon. As it was you weren't complaining. You loved feeling the heat through your body from the innocent act by him.

"Fuck it. Let's skip. We can always catch up. We'll just say we ate dodgy food again. Blame Derek's cooking." You laughed and wrapped an arm around his waist and sighed.

"Shhh my head hurts. Let's go back to sleep" He wrapped his arms around you and closed his eyes.

/*/

The slam of the door jolted you awake. Fucking noisy bastards you thought, glancing at the clock and groaning. Travis rubbed his eyes and sat up slowly. Derek kicked the door open and bounced on the bed, crushing you and Travis back into the mattress.

"See you two finally fucked!" He laughed.

You and Travis both turned bright red and you shoved Derek hard to get out from under him. You stood and pointed at the door.

"Get out!"

"Hey I'm joking! Nice shorts by the way." He laughed, leaning on one elbow to look you over lustifully. You huffed and slammed the door as you entered the bathroom.

Derek was such an ass. If he didn't mind you being late on the rent occasionally you would of moved out but you knew you'd never find somewhere as awesome as the loft. Especially when it came to your art supplies. The space for your canvases was your priority. Hours and weeks and months were spent on your art and they needed special storage to ensure they didn't get ruined. Derek, thankfully, had the perfect conditions for this. Oil, acrylic, watercolour, whatever your classical and fine arts class called for you had on hand within reach. The last place you lived meant you had to rent out a storage unit and numerous pieces of art had been lost because of the shit climate and vermin. You shuddered as you showered, remembering Travis helping you clear the storage unit to move in and discovering one of your favourite pieces had been converted into a comfortable two up two down by a collection of rats. That hadn't been a pleasant sight.

Wrapping a towel around you, you exited the bathroom to a thankfully empty bedroom. The laughs of your roommates reached your ears and you smiled lightly, dressing quickly in your usual baggy clothes before throwing up your hair and sitting at your desk. You sent an email to your professor for the weeks assignment and leaned back, your head ending upside down as you looked at the large blank canvas behind you. You'd bought the thing on a complete whim. You didn't know what to do with it now you had it. And honestly, you'd forgotten you'd even bought it in the first place until the delivery men hauled it into your living room. Maybe you should just give it to Travis. He'd know what to do with it.

"Hey you."

"Hello Miss Jones. What can I do for you today?"

You knew what she was going to say as soon as she closed the door. When you gonna tell him how you feel... Blah. Blah. Blah.

"Before you say it. No. Things are good the way they are. I ain't gonna rock the boat."

"Y/N"

"Nope... Not a chance Jonesy. Ain't telling my cute, sweet, sexy as fuck, roommate I share a vast majority of art classes with I like him. Not happening."

"You should. He's a sweetie."

"I know. That's why I can't. I ain't his type anyway. He prefers thin blonds."

"Oh hunny, you have no idea what he likes." Jones smiled and patted your shoulder lightly. "Maybe you should ask for his help on that huge monster of a canvas." She smirked as she left.

Frowning, you bit your lip and considered her suggestion. Jones smirked as she passed Travis and winked back at you.

Shit. Had he heard?

"You... Erm... Need help with the... Assignment?" He stuttered, his head ducked lowly as you blushed.

"Er yea... Later... I... I... I need to look it over some more.."

He nodded and smirked as he tapped against your doorframe before spinning on his heel and leaving. As soon as you were sure he was out of sight and earshot yoh banged your head forward on the desk with a groan.

"Fuck my life."

/:/

"Lift! Careful! Careful" You huffed as you directed Travis and Derek, who were lifting the canvas into Travis's room for the project that you'd come up with. You laughed as Derek bashed his arm against the door.

"Remind me to not let you get another one this big!" Travis huffed, setting the monster down against his wall and flexing his thick fingers.

"Its not that bad! It's gonna look awesome!" You laughed quietly, tying your Y/H/C into a high ponytail and smiling as Derek left grumbling. "Come on Travis. Let's get this baby started."

"What exactly are we doing again?"

You shook your head and tugged the canvas into a more pleasant angle, last thing you wanted or needed was to injure yourself by overstretching yourself. Travis glanced over his shoulder as he picked up his paintbrush, twirling it between his fingers with a cigarette hanging from his sinful mouth. Your eyes gazed over his wide shoulders and down his back. The black vest clung to the muscles in his back and tucked into the overalls he was wearing, the sleeves tied tight around his narrow hips. His boots banged against the wood floor loudly as he tapped his foot expectantly.

"Y/N?"

"Huh?!" You startled out of your thoughts of how he'd feel under your hands as your nails dragged scarlet lines down that delicious looking back. "Oh erm... Well I was thinking maybe... Erm... A sex scene but not straight up porn. Like two lovers in an embrace kinda thing out in nature... Does that make sense?"

"Hmm... So... Summit like this?" He asked, quickly sketching a rough plan of two lovers on a scrap of paper. The lines were sharp with his haste, the angles a bit off but it was perfect. The woman's head thrown back as the man's lips kissed her neck, the hands gripping onto the males broad shoulders, her leg thrown over his hip.

You smiled widely and began sketching it on to the canvas roughly. Travis smiled, flicked his cigarette and joined you. Each of you taking one of the figures to draw. Travis's eyes lingering on your rapidly shifting hands. He loved watching you loose yourself to your creativity. It was as beautiful as the sun rise to him. The look of pure joy and concentration on your face, highlighted your beauty. The dimples in the corner of your mouth as you placed your pencil between your teeth drove him wild. He couldn't help but wonder what they'd look like as you sucked his cock. He ducked his head to the side as he felt his cock getting harder at the mere thought.

/:/

You backed away from the canvas and tilted your head to the side. Something was off with the sketch and it was bugging you no end. You just couldn't put your finger on what it was. Was it the angle? The pose? Was it something small and seemingly insignificant? Was it because you'd taken the male figure where Travis the female?

"Something is off about it... I just can't see what it is though..." Travis agreed, another cigarette dangling from his fingertips.

"Yea... I see it but I don't. Ya know. Maybe we should... Nah... That's stupid." You blushed and ran your hands over your face. Your eyes were a tad itchy and tired from the low light in the room plus the smoke. Travis chewed his lip and walked to you slowly.

"What?"

"Well... Maybe we should try the pose out. See if its because we didn't have a proper reference for it." Your eyes stayed on the floor, running over the numerous splatters of multicoloured paint that had been dipping onto it. Travis felt a lump in his throat as he shifted his weight nervously. He nodded his head upwards and slowly stalked towards you, licking his lip nervously. You shifted closer and with a glance at the canvas lifted your leg to his hip, pushing yourself closer to him. His fingers hesitated for a moment before wrapping around your thigh tightly. His lips slightly red from being chewed dropped to your neck before pulling away sharply.

"Trav?"

"Hold up. Camera. Can't hold pose and look at it at the same time."

He rushed and grabbed his camera, setting it up on a tripod and grabbed the clicker to be able to take the photo. He smiled as he reached for you and you flushed, feeling the heat from his crotch against your core as he lifted your leg back into place across his hip. His mouth once more just brushing your neck as you ran your hand through his short dark tresses. The camera flashed suddenly and you backed away as Travis quickly hooked the memory card into his computer and gave a laugh at the blurry image on the screen.

"Still looks wrong. Maybe we should lose the overalls?" He suggested quietly, swallowing audibly as the image became more focused. You nodded and blushed, slipping the boots off your feet and shrugging the dark paint splattered overalls off your hips to pool on the floor beside his bed. Your throat went dry as his gaze ran along your legs, over your plain black panties and up your stomach to the thin white cotton vest you had on. Your nipples were clearly visible through the fabric, a dusty rose colour and hard from the tingle of arousal running rampant through you.

Travis's eyes darken as he removed his own clothes down to his boxers before returning to your side once more. You shuddered as his fingertips ran up your leg to grip you up around his hip once more. His eyes drilled into yours as he lowered his head to your neck. Your eyes closed, feeling his breath ghosting over your pulse point. You felt his cock harden against your core as your nails lightly scrapped his scalp and sucked in a gasp. His lips brushed against your neck as the camera flashed. His hand tightened in the back of your neck as he trailed kisses up your neck before pulling back to look into your eyes. You bit your lip and nudged your nose against his lightly.

"Travis..."

"You... God... Y/N I like you. I've thought about you and me so much. I wanna..."

"Shut up and kiss me idiot."

You smiled at the smirk gracing his face as he did as he was told, pushing his hips into yours tighter. He grabbed your other leg and pulled you up into his arms, walking forward to his bed before dipping down onto his knees. His lips felt heavenly after so long of a wait. You nipped his lip lightly and pushed your tongue into his mouth as he gasped.

He growled and thrust against you as his hands ripped your vest from your chest and licked at your nipple. You grabbed his hair and tugged him back to your mouth as you pushed his boxers down his hips and felt the heavy, thick weight of his raging hard cock.

His lips left a trial along your neck, sucking and nipping gently as he ground his hips against yours slowly. A thrill of desire flared in your core, making your clit twitch against the cotton covering them. His fingers lightly tapped along the edge of your panties before gripping them tightly and dragging them harshly down your hips. Your hand ran up and down his length as he leaned his forehead against yours, his breaths coming out as soft groans.

"Fuck... I ain't gonna last if ya keep that up!" He moaned, feeling his orgasm rapidly approaching. With a slight growl, he grabbed your hand and pulled it off himself, slamming it down above your head and panted against your neck. "Fuck..."

"Travis... Please..." You moaned, wiggling under his weight. He smirked against your collarbone as he began kissing down your chest. He shifted his hips and aligned himself with your dripping core. In one swift thrust he buried himself inside your aching pussy as you gave a very loud moaning shriek. Your nails raked down his back as he set a hard, fast pace. His fingers digging harshly into your hips, sure to leave bruises for days.

You gave a loud moan as you felt your core tingling and fluttering around his hard cock, your pleasure sky rocketing towards the orgasmic bliss it craved.

Your release crashed over you as his fingers dug crescents into your hips as his thrusts became harder and rougher. His head leaned back as he enjoyed the sensation of your walls spasming around him, your mouth held open in a silent scream as pleasure rushed through your entire nervous system.

You pulled him towards you and crashed your lips against his as his hips began loosing their rhythm, his own release rapidly approaching. He gave a groan and pulled out, gripping himself tightly and splashing your stomach with his cum. He fell down beside you panting then chuckled.

"Fuck..."

"Yea." You replied with a breath laugh, your hand pushing your sweat soaked hair off your face and grimacing slightly at the stickiness coating you. "We should probably clean up.

"Sorry."

"Don't be. It was worth it."

"Yea... Definitely. We should of done that ages ago." He said smiling, leaning up onto one elbow to look into your blissed out face, his other hand using his shirt to clean his mess from your skin. You pushed your hand through his hair and drew his lips to yours before pulling away and biting your lip with a smirk.

"Maybe we should get some more inspiration for that canvas huh?" You said flirty, wiggling an eyebrow up and down. He glanced behind him towards the canvas before laughing and diving on top of you again attacking your neck with his teeth. You gave a loud laugh.

The canvas certainly wouldn't be blank for much longer that was for sure.

#normanreedus #PhoenixBWrites #norman reedus fanfiction #Travis Gossip #travis x reader #Gossip smut #smut fanfiction

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femalechibiblogger · 4 years

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My Top 10 Romantic Anime

1. Science Fell in Love, So I Tried to Prove It

Shinya Yukimura and Ayame Himuro are young but extremely brilliant researchers of the Saitama University, and both of them strongly believe in math as the most powerful instrument at Mankind's disposal to understand all things.

So, when Ayame suddenly confesses her feelings to Shinya, he decides to start an ambitious experiment with his whole team to answer a question: is it possible to explain something complicated like love using a mathematical approach?

2. My Love Story!!

The story follows Takeo Gōda, a tall and muscular student who doesn't have much luck with women, as every girl he likes ends up falling for his best friend, Makoto Sunakawa, who is charming and good-looking. This all changes when he saves Rinko Yamato, a petite shy girl who, above all other expectations, falls in love with Takeo, beginning a unique love story.

3. Amnesia

On the morning of August 1st, a girl wakes up to find she has lost all her memories before the day. A boy appears in front of her and tells her that he is a spirit named Orion, whose spirit collided with hers and caused her amnesia. He wishes to help her collect her lost memories. One day, she receives a phone call from an unknown person. She struggles not to let them notice that she doesn't remember him but...

4. Junjou Romantica

The series focuses on three storylines: the main couple (Junjou Romantica) which comprises the bulk of the books, and two other male couples (Junjou Egoist and Junjou Terrorist) that provide ongoing side stories.

Junjou Romantica is the storyline following the relationship between Misaki Takahashi and Akihiko Usami. Misaki is struggling to prepare for his college entrance exams, so his brother arranges for a private tutor. But Misaki’s nightmare is just beginning when his tutor, Usami, comes on to him! How will Misaki ever manage to pass his exam? And why does he feel so mysteriously drawn to Usami?

Junjou Egoist is the storyline following the relationship between Hiroki Kamijou and Nowaki Kusama. Just when Kamijou’s life is at its lowest, he has a chance meeting with a man who never lets anything hold him back: Nowaki. His name means "typhoon," and he’s about to take Kamijou on a whirlwind ride that will turn everything upside-down.

Junjou Terrorist is the storyline following the relationship between Yoh Miyagi and Shinobu Takatsuki. Miyagi always seems to shrug off the cares of the world with a joke and a smile. But even he has problems, although he doesn't let them show. Foremost is Shinobu, a relentless young man who’s adamant that they’re destined to be together.

Junjou Mistake is the storyline following the relationship between Ryuuichiro Isaka and Kaoru Asahina. The story is a single spin-off volume outside of the series but also has a few chapter and an episode featuring the couple in the series.

5. I Can't Understand What My Husband Is Saying

The series centers around the daily lives of Kaoru, a hard working office lady, and her husband Hajime, who is an otaku, an obsessed fan of anime and manga culture, and who works as a blogger. Using popular anime and otaku tropes and in-jokes, the characters explore the conflicts and similarities between daily life and otaku culture in urban Japan.

6. Acchi Kocchi

The serious-minded Io and the pure-hearted Tsumiki feel they never want to be parted, but haven't become a couple yet. More than friends but less than lovers, they develop an awkward quasi-romance.

7. Yuri on Ice

Reeling from his crushing defeat at the Grand Prix Finale, Yuuri Katsuki, once Japan's most promising figure skater, returns to his family home to assess his options for the future. At age 23, Yuuri's window for success in skating is closing rapidly, and his love of pork cutlets and aptitude for gaining weight are not helping either. However, Yuuri finds himself in the spotlight when a video of him performing a routine previously executed by five-time world champion, Victor Nikiforov, suddenly goes viral. In fact, Victor himself abruptly appears at Yuuri's house and offers to be his mentor. As one of his biggest fans, Yuuri eagerly accepts, kicking off his journey to make it back onto the world stage. But the competition is fierce, as the rising star from Russia, Yuri Plisetsky, is relentlessly determined to defeat Yuuri and win back Victor's tutelage.

8. Lovely Complex

Love is unusual for Koizumi Risa and Ootani Atsushi, who are both striving to find their ideal partner in high school—172 cm tall Koizumi is much taller than the average girl, and Ootani is much shorter than the average guy at 156 cm. To add to their plights, their crushes fall in love with each other, leaving Koizumi and Ootani comically flustered and heartbroken. To make matters worse, they're even labeled as a comedy duo by their homeroom teacher due to their personalities and the stark difference in their heights, and their classmates even think of their arguments as sketches. Lovely★Complex follows Koizumi and Ootani as they encourage each other in finding love and become close friends. Apart from their ridiculous antics, they soon find out an unexpected similarity in their music and fashion tastes. Maybe they possess a chemistry yet unknown, but could love ever bloom between the mismatched pair?

9. Special A

Hikari Hanazono has always been able to do things that normal people cannot. As a child, she assumed no one could beat her—until she met Kei Takishima. Thinking she would win, Hikari challenged him to a match. But things didn’t go as planned; she lost not once but each time she rechallenged him. From that point on, she has sworn to best Kei at everything, ranging from academics to athletics. To achieve her goal, Hikari enrolls in the same school as Kei—Hakusenkan, a prestigious institute for the wealthy. As a pair, they hold the top two rankings in school and are among seven of the academy's best students in a class known as Special A. While Hikari treats Kei as a rival, she is completely oblivious that he harbors hidden feelings for her. Together, the members of Special A deal with competition, friendship, and just a bit of love.

10. Senryuu Girl

The story focuses on the relationship between Nanako Yukishiro, a girl who only communicates through senryū written on tanzaku, and Eiji Busujima, an ex-delinquent who attempts to write his own senryū. The story follows their different takes on everyday life through their senryu.

#anime list #anime #romance #couples #valentine

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komakitigerdrop · 5 years

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Tbh, I'm really kind of baffled by Yuri's inclusion/re-inclusion in the story. I mean I guess you could argue that he's supposed to be like an anti - Asami or the polar opposite foil to Asami's character that both he and Akihito will have to face. But aside from that he just seems to exist to stir up trouble in the plot, which honestly could have been done by any other antagonist.

Hah. You make a great point, and from the way I see it, there is only one reason why YA would bother doing it.

Yuri is the one character she can kill without upsetting any fans.

Just think about it. No one has a reason to feel bad if he shuffles off this mortal coil. No one cares about him in the story, no one stans him outside the story. Sudou? He’s a creep but he has fans. In the story maybe, maybe Sakazaki cares a tiny iota about him. Sakazaki? He’s got fans too, and now Akihito… ehhh… kinda owes him one? Not sure about that one, but still.

Someone needs to die, and Yamane Ayano is not the kind of author that likes to upset her fans. Just look at the more than 15 years of this manga. Just like Akihito, she is very forgiving. She was planning to kill Fei Long, she didn’t. She could have killed Yoh, she didn’t. I think she’s even cutting Sudou some slack, by showing that Akihito is actually able to understand his motivations and sympathize - to a certain extent - with him and his unhinged, skewed logic.

And what is the story she is trying to tell in this arc? What is the spinal cord of Heartbeat in the Finder? It is not Mikhail, it is not Fei Long, even though their storylines converge with the main one in a beautiful, subtle way.

The spinal cord of Heartbeat in the Finder is, obviously, Asami and Akihito. More precisely, it is their realization that they are on opposite points of the curve (morality-wise), and that they both are living a double life: one as “who I am when I’m with him”, and “who I am when I’m not”.

Yuri’s killing, in all fairness, belongs to Akihito, and not only because of their encounter in the Naked Truth arc. It is through Akihito that his death would cause the most impact, because it would shed light on the “who he is when he is with Asami”: he is a man willing to kill - and capable of killing. Is this where he wants to stand from now on?

Again, if we look at how things started in this arc, we have Akihito in the temple learning how to shoot a gun. He’s hesitant about it, but the hint that he will have to use those skills sooner or later is there:

On that same page, there is even mention of him having to do it outside Japan, which only builds a stronger case for what is about to happen in Hong Kong:

In short, we see Akihito getting ready to step into that darkness, in which he will have to pull the trigger again. This is no longer about exposing crime, is it? This is no longer Takaba Akihito, investigative reporter in action. This is Takaba Akihito, a man willing to do what it takes to protect the man he loves.

Speaking of whom, what is going on Asami’s front in the meantime? He’s in Hong Kong, torturing some folk, and we get this:

I know I have posted this frame before but this is why I find it unfair when people say sensei is going around in circles. This is new. This is the first time we see Asami actually face this particular problem: if Akihito is his “light”, then he cannot let that light be corrupted. And if Akihito can’t meet him where he is, then what is his place in his world? What is the price to be paid? In Finder no Souen, Asami doesn’t let Kuroda pull the trigger and kill the man who had been torturing him. Asami stops him, why? Pushed to extremes, any man can do the unthinkable. Wouldn’t Kuroda be justified? He would, but Asami didn’t want Kuroda to carry that burden. Asami is aware of what it means to kill, he is aware of what it does to a person. Even though he has always been a part of that darkness, he is not oblivious to the harm it can do to a person’s soul. Yet… there he is, incapable of letting Akihito go, bringing him back to Hong Kong, to the horrors he at first tried to hide.

So this is the conflict sensei is building for this arc. Much as I love to talk about Fei Long and his serendipitous love life his importance in this arc, the fact is that not him, not Yoh, not Mikhail are the Heartbeat in the Viewfinder. If Yuri is in the spotlight right now, then it is a matter of time for Asami and Akihito to join him on that stage. Yuri is a dead man for sure, but the question at this point is: who will pull the trigger, and what happens then?

#finder no hyouteki #you're my loveprize in viewfinder #asami ryuichi #takaba akihito #disparatepeace

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ghostofviperwrites · 4 years

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Pretend

Requested by anonymous

Pairing: Sho Tanaka/FC

Category: Angst

Warnings: none

22. “When you’re out in the club, don’t think I’m not and when you’re out making love, don’t think I’m not.” Don’t Think I’m Not- Kandi

You were running late. You were only going to arrive with minutes to spare. Luckily you could practically set a watch by the habits of your boyfriend Sho. Hurriedly unlocking the door to the condo you shared with him you rushed through the darkened space towards your bedroom unzipping your dress as you went. Stepping out of the scrap of material you balled it up along with your underthings and shoved it into the bottom of the laundry basket and then ran into the bathroom.

A quick shower to wash off your makeup and remove any traces of tonight’s encounter was all you needed before tossing on one of Sho’s t-shirts and slipping under the covers with a quick glance at the clock. You had about five minutes before he would walk through the door.

I don’t have to question

Where you were last night

Cause I already know what you will say

I already know you’ll lie

You shifted as you felt Sho’s body sink into the mattress. You could practically smell the perfume wafting off his body. At least you had the decency to shower away the evidence of your indiscretions.

“Baby?” You murmured making it sound like you just woke up. “You just getting home?”

“Yes. I’m sorry, I lost track of time with the boys. I didn’t mean to wake you.” Sho said turning to kiss you softly on the lips. You waved off his apology rolling on your side and settling down to sleep as he cuddled you in his arms.

But I can’t be mad at ya

Cause there’s something you don’t know

That when you’re gone I do my thing

It didn’t used to be like this. You didn’t know exactly where it went south or when he got bored. Maybe he had been cheating from the start and you had been blind to the signs. But eventually you noticed him drifting further away. Spending more and more time out with his “friends” while you were left alone. When you initiated sex he was always too tired, or not in the mood. Soon you figured out that he didn’t want it from you because he was getting plenty on the side. You got tired of being alone all the time. And when he was with you, he really wasn’t, barely paying any attention to you. So you decided two could play his game and when you he was out, so were you. It bolstered your self-esteem as you didn’t suffer from lack of attention and if the mood struck you, you never wanted for someone to take you back to their place for some affection.

When I try to get your attention

You ignore me every time

You were so caught up doing your dirt

That you didn’t notice mine

Sho didn’t suspect a thing, thinking you were sitting at home being his dutiful little girlfriend while he was out having the time of his life. It had gotten worse since he had won the tag titles, the success going to his head. So you continued playing your part of being blind while Sho was oblivious to the real happenings right under his nose.

The thought had crossed your mind to leave him, but you did still love him. You weren’t ready to walk away. You still held out hope that he would sow his wild oats and then settle down and become faithful and you could pretend these transgressions never happened on either of your parts. Sometimes you wanted him to catch you. Thought about not showering after one of your trysts and see if he noticed the smell of another man on you as you did with his women. You wondered if he would even care, if he would explode in jealously. You didn’t dwell on those thoughts too long though, not sure you wanted to delve into the answer.

“I’m going out to the club with Yoh and Rocky tonight babe. Don’t wait up.” Sho announced a few nights later as the two of you finished dinner. You flashed a bright smile and nodded as he left the kitchen to get ready for his night out, your thoughts whirling to your closet as you thought of what dress you would wear on your own adventure this evening.

When you’re out in the club, don’t think I’m not

And when you’re out making love, don’t think I’m not

You’re feeling good in somebody’s spot, getting hot, don’t stop

Just don’t think I’m not, cause I’m out getting mine

You didn’t know how much longer this delicate balance would continue. You knew eventually the scales would tip one way or the other. Your relationship would either survive or crash and burn. But for now? For now you would continue to pretend.

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As the sole heir to the Asakura family, it becomes Yoh's sworn duty to act as the steward for the King's would-be Messengers.

"The King governs us, you see," his mother, Asakura Keiko, used to tell him when he was a child. "And before He decides our fate, He sends first His Messengers to serve as His eyes and ears."

As a boy, Yoh never cared for any of this -- to him, this was nothing more than a fairytale Keiko concocted to put him to sleep. However, he always made an effort to look like he was interested because it gave him the chance to cuddle and spend more time with his mother (who was always away doing god-knows-what in god-knows-where).

Years later and as soon as he reaches sixteen, though, he finally gets to meet one of the King's Messengers in a rundown cemetary in the middle of the town with nothing but his school bag to protect him from the sudden onslaught of demons swirling around what would be the prettiest girl he has ever laid eyes on.

Nice.

"I am Anna, Magical Girl of Destruction," the girl introduces herself confidently, robes of royal purple swishing as she makes a bow. "I have been sent by the King as his executioner."

Yoh makes his own greeting with a wave of his hand. He does not trust his own vocal chords right now, not when this pretty blonde-haired girl with the palest skin and the most intense ochre eyes is looking at -- no, studying -- him like that.

His lack of coherent greeting prompts Anna to show him that she is, indeed, made of things meant to maim and destroy.

With a silent command (a point of her fingers, really), she sends two demons behind her whizzing past Yoh and unto an overspeeding truck that is visible from their spot in the cemetary. The truck screeches, makes a horrid turn around the street, and charges straight at a group of teenagers chatting by the sidewalk.

Yoh's jaw drops, and before he has put any thought to his actions, he grabs Anna by the shoulders and splutters for her to "stopstopstopohgodsstop!!!"

The demons do stop, the truck swerves before making a quick break before it could hit the oblivious teens, and Anna sends Yoh flying with an angry slap.

"Steward or not, refrain from touching me so freely, Asakura-san," Anna coolly responds. Looking around, her eyes immediately narrow. "Where are Prediction and Interrogation? Have they arrived in this realm? Have you met them already? "

'Who, what, how???' was Yoh's trail of thoughts, a hand trying to nurse his aching cheek. Instead, the first words that came out of his mouth are, "My name is Yoh. Please call me that." and "I guess you're the first one to arrive?"

She turns her glare to him. He flinches.

"Impossible." She hisses, fists clenching. "I serve as the executioner. Without those two, I--"

She trails off suddenly, her aura quickly spiking. Even the demons around her seem wary of their mistress, opting to hide behind Yoh like he is suddenly their chosen meatshield should the need arise.

Yoh feels himself sweating immensely.

"Of course, he would do this!" Anna massages the bridge of her nose irately. "Like some sick kind of joke, that stupid bastard!"

She turns to Yoh then, making the teen stiffen in attention. She releases a soft, heaving breath.

"It would seem that I am in need of your guidance, Steward of the Asakura."

"Uhhh..."

"I am unable to act, not without Prediction and Interrogation."

"...Okay?"

"Thus, I am in your care, Asakura-san."

"Call me Yoh." He repeats automatically, his mind swiftly trying to remember what his mother (and even grandfather, who trained him relentlessly) had told him about the King and his Messengers. Nothing comes to mind (curse him and his lack of attention!) so he chooses the next best thing.

He offers her his hand.

"Nice to meet you."

Anna nods, takes his hand with her own.

"Likewise," a pause. "Yoh."

He reddens -- he can practically feel the blood rushing to his cheeks. Behind him her army or demons begin to cackle, obviously amused by him and his sudden coloration.

Yoh refuses the urge to groan.

He should have listened all those years ago. Then he wouldn't be this lost right now. Damn him and his past self for being so irresponsible like that.

"Well then, what will you be teaching me first?"

Damn him and his past self indeed.

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Magical Girl AU: Yoh's introduction and role in the story. Yep. He's gonna be the girls' babysitter. Pity him.

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