#Another idea smol and I are working on together :D Been a bit!

[sysig]

A hero is only as good as his weapons, so make ‘em count (Patreon)

#Doodles #Original #Another idea smol and I are working on together :D Been a bit! #She came up with the concept on this one and I fell in love with it <3 She's very cool hehe #If you're familiar with the game Minit it has Something of a similar premise - not the same strict time pressure but yes on the time loop #Y'ever notice how in some games it seems like the wandering trader or traveling shop seems to come upon you rather than the other way around #:3c Hm ♪ Wonder how they'd know where you were gonna be :3c #The crux is that you play as the weapons shop owner and you're responsible for supplying the hero and his team with weapons! #Except the BBEG has gotten wise to how the hero keeps defeating him and it sick of it - so the shop owner is cursed to be in a time loop! #I love the concept <3 It sounds so fun to play in and there's still plenty of room to think about the mechanics and how it would be played #As well as the art design! :D #We threw around some character concepts - she's really into Baldur's Gate 3 at the moment so of course they had some influence in hers hehe #Only got the starting party for the moment but there are plans for a full team of 4 plus the shopkeep >:3c And various other NPCs lol #A lot of the gameplay would basically boil down to being a bartering simulator hehe ♪ #Very RPG trade-this-for-that style quests - under a time limit! Hehe #Since it's the type of game that pretty much requires replaying sections time-loop-style it's all about how quickly you can trial and error #And then hightail it to where you need to be lol #I think we were also tossing around a nap mechanic to skip right to the time loop reset in case you mess up a run haha #I gotta get back to Majora's Mask at some point I swear #We still have a good bit of concept work to do on the art side of things - she's also been really into pixel art lately and I love pixel art #I also managed to pick up a full release of one of the RPGMakers :D So that's an exciting possibility! #I haven't learned most of its ins and outs yet but I do know About importing custom assets at the very least >:3c #Same with Novelty and I haven't done that yet either lol - all in due time! I hope!!

[akampana]

Okay, i would like to offer you a crackship, but it's not even a crackship because i would hardly think of it as a ship itself and more of a friendship so idk how to even describe it, i just like seeing them together. Arturia x Marie Antoinette.

Why this specific pairing? Mostly because of incredible luck in rolling arturia fairly early and ended up using the two of them a lot in the beginning, but the concept never left my mind and the contrast of red-blue, bubbly-serious, historical-mythological, queen-king and other dualities, united with both of their stories and personalities made me constantly visualize them together sometimes as friends sometimes as lovers.

This is the first time i tell anyone about this because i kinda fear that this idea might get shot down, but i worked up some courage when you said that you love the red-blue contrast of another ship. So, here we go i guess.

Ayo, Anon! Let me start by saying your ship is definitely valid no matter what other people think. If you ship them and it makes you happy then it's all good. :)

I made this for you cause while I was brushing up on my Marie knowledge, a perfect date hc suddenly came to me: Tea and Cake. (And lots of smiles and laughs) Hope you like it!

You already made great points about this ship in your ask and omg tho you're so righttttt!!!! I'm not sure what I can add, but I made my own little hc contribution to this ship in a slight diff format under the cut. :)

I think Arturia would be extremely fascinated with Marie, honestly, because Marie was born, raised, and killed as a symbol. The burden she shouldered was just as backbreaking as Arturia's, and yet she bore no resentment for her people and despite her execution, would never wish on the Grail to change her past.

The more Arturia gets to know Marie, the more she sees that Marie is just as damaged as she is, and yet she is able to smile so beautifully.

Saber admires that part of Marie, and sees it as a strength. After all, there had been a time when Arturia warred for the chance to redo the sword of selection, and only stopped after meeting Shirou.

Arturia's wounds run deep enough that smiles did not come easily to her, so when she meets sweet Marie, who'd gone through something similar, she finds her rather...puzzling.

Marie, on the other hand, sees her reflection in this tragic, beautiful girl and immediately decides they should be friends.

Arturia gets dragged along for all of Marie's whims, whether it be lavish shopping trips, or the painting of nails as the modern people did, even into baths together, as Marie had a ridiculous obsession for staying clean.

And suddenly...they're inseparable :)

I agree, they totally work as a couple, best friends, couple of best friends.

They would host and have the best tea parties?!?!? I MEAN MARIE LITERALLY has a signature tea. (rose and apples in real life iirc). And even if Arturia still prefers Earl Grey, she finds herself infusing a little bit of Marie's favorite flower in her drink as well.

I'm obsessed with the fact that the "Arturia is smol" trope still applies with her and Marie. XD

KING AND QUEEN KING AND QUEEN KING AND QUEEN OH MY GOD YOURE RIGHTT

hc that when they hang out with mozart, arturia finds his voice annoying but loves his piano-ing hahahaahahah

Thank you for this ask! I had never thought about them together before, so this was a novel experience for me! :D It's a beautiful ship. I'm honored to be your first audience.

#akampana asks #marie antoinette #arturia pendragon #artoria pendragon #arturia #artoria #saber #rider #anon youre so valid #and dont be afraid to like what you like #ships are there because they make people happy #if they make you happy then thats good :) #no one can take that away from you #even if they disagree #we respect ships on this blog

[spidercakes]

SpiderCakes Masterlist

People have asked about masterlists before and I’m usually too lazy to make them but I decided I’d organize today so here goes! I’ve made the list according to the themes/ tropes of the fics I’ve written. Starker unless labeled otherwise. A lot of these are ABO and also something else but they’re labelled accordingly. Appropriate warnings are attached to each story.

The list is below the cut because its very long.

ABO

Confessions of a Slutty Omega- ABO AU in which Peter is a YouTuber and Tony watches his channel. More of a synopsis than an actual story.

Best Friend’s Kid: fic preview in which Tony is fucking his best friend’s kid.

Random ABO AU- based off this prompt: the first time Tony really holds Peter down with his entire weight as they fuck. Peter absolutely loves the loss of control.

Traditionalist Peter: older alpha Tony and young traditionst Peter in which Peter.

Another Random ABO AU: high school AU, based off this prompt: An Abo in which omegas when severally distressed emit an high pitched call that alerts their alpha.

Prep School AU: Big ‘ol pile of smut tbh.

Young Peter: based off this prompt- 16 yro omega!peter massaging tony's knot with his hands.

Bitchy Tony: fem!Omega!Tony and alpha!Peter where Tony is well known for being a real bitch to anyone who tries to court him.

Angst AU: based off this prompt: Tony is an alpha but Peter is a beta. They can’t be together as laws prevent alphas from mating with betas so they pine in silence.

Cheerleader!Peter Punk!Tony: HS AU cheerleader Peter and punk Tony, smut.

High School AU: what’s on the tin, including a little pining.

Slutty Peter AU: Peter is used to being in charge, but Tony takes over.

High School AU: fem!omega!Tony and alpha Peter.

Gossip Girl AU: Peter is surprised to find himself on a gossip blog he’s never heard of.

CNC Young Peter: 16 year old omega Peter and alpha mob boss Tony.

Married Tony: omega Tony is married unhappily to Justin Hammer and cheats with younger alpha Peter.

50′s AU: fem omega Tony and alpha Peter.

Heat Fic: Peter helps Tony through a heat.

Beauty Queen AU: beauty pageant AU with omega!Peter and alpha!Tony.

Playmate: omega Tony teaches omega Peter how to please an alpha. Intended as multichap but I have yet to write more.

Young!Peter: Tony needs to be married by 21 or he doesn’t inherit Stark Industries.

Tease Peter: best friend’s kid trope featuring Peter the tease.

High School AU: coy Peter makes Tony work for his attentions.

Intern: Tony takes an interest in his new omega intern.

Omega Run: Peter tries to outsmart the alphas only to get outsmarted by Tony.

Just The Tip

50′s AU- ABO also, based off this prompt: how about tony letting peter put just the tip in him as a reward, and they both like it so much they go all the way.

Young Peter- based off this prompt: Mmmm how about horny 16 yo Peter using the “just the tip” argument to convince guilty!Tony.

Late Bloomer Peter- based off this prompt: Omega!Peter is a very late bloomer. Neither he nor Tony realize Peter’s going into heat until it’s too late.

Just the Tip: ABO AU, dubcon, the one that started my fascination with this trope.

Teacher Student: This fit into like four categories on here but I put it here. Just the top with teacher Tony and student Peter.

Bratty Peter: ABO AU, based off this prompt:  maybe Peter is being a brat and says he wants to ride Tony but Peter teases him by only putting the tip in.

Half Asleep Peter: ABO AU, based off this prompt: Peter is half-asleep and Tony comes home late from work, Peter tells him he’s tired. Smut ensues.

Fic Ideas (feel free to adopt any of these!)

ABO fic Idea- Meant to be long form, may never get to.

Whatever this is- WinterIronSpider, mentions of incest.

Prep School Idea- definitely starker, more than likely would have included a lot of smut and drug use lol.

Bodyguard AU: half crack half serious.

WinterIronSpider: ABO WinterIronSpider idea.

Urban Fantasy AU: vampire!Peter and incubus!Tony.

Funky BDSM YouTube AU: Tony and Peter do BDSM demonstrations and occasionally themed episodes where they try to use holiday objects as like BDSM equipment.

Royal AU: Tony loves Peter, shouldn’t because blacksmiths can’t love princes.

Naive Peter: young very naive omega Peter who gets fucked by older alpha Tony.

Mob AU: Peter gets involved with Tony after he gets in over his head with Quentin.

Random AU: Peter has had a crush on Tony ever since May started working for the Starks.

Actor AU

Karma Got is Kiss for Me

Age Difference: fic snippet in which Peter, looking for a little adventure, runs into Tony.

Mob AU

Angelic Peter: ABO, based off this prompt: angelic little omega peter who mob boss or biker tony takes a liking to.

More Bratty Peter: based off this prompt: You can’t lose your temper like this every time you get a bit upset.

Kidnapping AU:  Tony deliberately kidnaps Peter because he has no patience for domestic violence and is basically offended that Beck sucks.

Smol Omega Peter: ABO AU featuring jailbait Peter.

Prequel to Smol Omega Peter: How they met in the above fic.

Shifter AU: based off this prompt: shifter au where everyone has a designated animal as well as abo.

Heir to The Mob: high school ABO AU featuring Tony as heir to the mob boss throne.

Barely Legal!Peter: ABO featuring mob boss Tony with barely legal! Peter.

Kidnapped!Peter: Peter gets kidnapped, Tony does something about it.

Mob Boss Peter: ABO Peter sleeps with Tony to intentionally fuck with mob boss Steve, whom Tony is married to.

Kept!Peter: Tony finds Peter in trouble and saves him, then chooses to pamper the hell out of him.

Stripper!Peter: mob boss Tony favors Peter when he visits the club.

Bratty Peter: Tony has to leave to take care of some things, Peter doesn’t care for that and reacts badly.

Mob Boss Peter: mob boss Peter featuring subby Tony who adores him.

Baker!Peter: Tony stark is a well known mob boss and he meets and falls in love with Baker! Peter.

Figure Skater Peter: mob boss Tony takes a liking to figure skater Peter, marriage to Quentin Beck be damned.

Harassed!Peter: mob boss Tony sees Peter being harassed and steps in.

Soulmates: mob boss Tony didn’t think he had a soulmate.

Superior Iron Man

Merperson Peter: based off this prompt: Tony takes down a rival corporation and discovers a hidden aquarium where they have captive merman!Peter. 

Manipulative!Peter: based off this prompt:  SIM being manipulated by an evil and/or mischievous Peter?

SIM AU: SIM!Tony manipulates MCU!Peter into coming home to his dimension with him.

Kidnapped Peter: based off this prompt: SIM had kidnapped Peter from the MCU dimension to replace his Peter that was murdered- SIM uses Extremis to wipe Peter’s memories.

WinterIronSpider

Pre WIS AU- based off this prompt: Peter and Tony love each other but Peter is worried about his super strength when they fuck so Bucky steps in.

High!Peter AU: WinterIronSpider high!Peter and soft Dom Tony AU feat. Bucky, the Added Element.

CNC Fic Preview: badboy type Tony and cheerleader! Peter with a splash of Bucky in there too. Incomplete.

Taboo

Stepbrothers AU: ABO featuring jealous Tony and a dash of winterspider.

Sequel to Stepbrothers AU: more jealous Tony and a dash of spidershield.

Another Stepbrother AU: WinterIronSpider- Alpha Tony shares his omega step brother Peter with alpha Bucky. 

Age Difference: based off this prompt- Peter at a picnic with Tony, Peter in little daisy dukes or something similar and summery while eating watermelon.

Non-Con Politician AU: based off this prompt- Tony comes across something shameful the young, up and coming, idealistic politician peter parker has done in the past, and holds it over his head.

Teacher/Student

Tease!Peter: based off this prompt:  Peter’s flirting not so subtly and tony ignores it until peter shows up in a short skirt and he can’t take it anymore.

Established Relationship: Peter and Tony discuss the future. D/s elements, smut.

Bathroom Fun: pure smut.

BDSM

Across The Stars: WIP, Peter takes a job as Tony’s sub to pay Ben’s medical bills after he's shot and falls into a coma. I’m only tagging this one as it links to all the other chapters.

Dom!Peter: 5 part series in which omega Peter learns he has a thing for domination and alpha Tony learns he has a thing for submission. Incomplete.

Teacher/Student AU: based off this prompt: Teacher/student (maybe an established relationship) with a whole lot of teasing. Dom Peter.

Dom!Peter: based off this prompt: Tony’s had a really long and horrible week at work and just wants to be good?

Sub!Tony: Peter accidentally becomes Tony’s Dom.

Edging: Tony edges Peter within an inch of his life.

Dom!Peter: Tony meets Peter in a club.

Drabble: Dom Peter and subby Tony.

Met Online: wherein Peter and Tony met online and decided to recreate a fantasy or two.

Miscellaneous

Trans!Tony AU- exactly what it says on the tin, smut.

High School AU: Exactly what’s on the tin, with smut/ fem Peter.

Serial Killer AU: exactly what’s on the tin.

Exhibitionist!Peter: Tony isn’t looking forward to his trip home because he knows he’s just going to be compared to his brother Steve the whole time. Peter helps.

So Sorry, Mr. Stark: Rumor has it Tony hates being called ‘Mr. Stark’ but that’s not the real reason he doesn’t want anyone calling him that.

5+1 honeymoon AU- based on this prompt: 5+1 honeymoon in which they stop their honeymoon five times to save the world and one time that they do not.

Acolyte Peter: Tony needs a replacement for Pepper and she suggests Peter.

Sensitive!Peter: based off this prompt: Peter trying to top but he's too sensitive so he either has to stop or ends up finishing too fast. 

Rock Star Tony AU: exactly what's on the tin with a moodboard.

Wedding Fluff: exactly what it says on the tin.

Crack AU: Peter and Tony have been in an on again off again relationship since high school and they both happen to be in town for the same event.

Rabbi’s Nephew Peter: literally exactly what’s on the tin, preslash.

Spoiled Peter: exactly what’s on the tin.

WingFic: based off this prompt: a wing fic/soulmate AU where when you meet your mate, your wing colours combine so that you get your mates colours on your secondary feathers.

Zoom AU: Peter introduces his class to all his pets with funky names.

Vacation AU: Peter, Ned, and Liz all vacation in Italy before going off to college.

Bratty Peter: based on this prompt: bratty!Peter possibly with an over accommodating Tony?- in which Peter mostly only pretends to be a spoiled brat.

Diety!Peter: Tony is chosen as that years sacrifice to his village’s god by priest!Howard.

Urban Fantasy AU: urban fantasy starker AU featuring vampire!Tony.

Possessed!Peter: crack AU- Tony possessed Peter, Peter forces him to deal with the consequences. 

Sex Slave AU: Headcanons around what this would look like.

Witch!Tony Familiar!Peter: Exactly what’s on the tin.

Sequel to Witch!Tony Familiar!Peter: Tony want to propose.

Camping!AU: Tony fucks Peter against a tree.

Prompt!Fic: Peter teases Tony.

Umbrella Sharing: exactly what’s on the tin. Fluff.

Possessive!Tony: Peter teases possessive Tony and it goes in his favor.

Snowball Fight: Peter hits Tony with a snowball by accident and that’s how they meet.

Pop Star!Peter Rock Legend!Tony: exactly what it says on the tin.

Media: media outlets have a heyday with Tony’s new relationship with 22 year old Peter.

Dumped!Peter: Tony comforts Peter after he gets dumped.

Cat Burglar Peter: based off prompt: Peter is a famous cat burglar and Tony is a police officer trying to catch him.

College AU: fluff mostly.

High School AU: 3 part series in which punk Tony gets with seemingly innocent Peter. The last part is linked, but all three parts are attached to the third.

Sleepy Starker: fluff piece that’s exactly what’s on the tin.

Soulmates: you don’t see in color until you meet your soulmate.

Random AU: Peter is upset that Tony never seems to mention him on social media.

Non Powered AU: Peter’s friends are really confused on what his new job is.

Moodboards

Serial Killer!Peter Detective!Tony

A Star Is Born

Kept!Peter Mob Boss!Tony

#starker #tony stark x peter parker #starker fanfiction #starker masterlist #winterironspider #masterlist

[stevetonygames]

Spotlight Post: Canon Soulmate Bonds

Yooo, this is a blog takeover, Mizzy here, ready to champion one of my favourite fictional causes: canonical soulbonds in the Marvel universe.

We all love a good soulbond fic. Words on your body, names on your wrist, red string of fate...so many glorious versions, and all of them *completely awesome*. The problem sometimes with starting a soulbond fic, though, can be all the worldbuilding required to make it work. But what if I was to tell you that no worldbuilding was necessary? That you could technically write a soulbond fic without having to set it in an Alternate Universe? What if you could set your soulbond fic *directly in main canon?*

Marvel 616 delivers you a canonical soulbond mechanic… not once… but at least *twice*. There could be more. There’s a lot of comics to go through and I’m only smol. But here’s the two I know about and I’m here to introduce you to today. :)

The was a ripple of mild confusion around fandom when Kevin Feige announced that the Eternals were getting a title movie in the next phase of the Marvel Cinematic Universe. Created by Jack Kirby in the 1970s, in a wild combination of mythological fascination and spite at DC comics for not letting him finish his New Gods saga, the Eternals were an offshoot of humanity, created by the Celestials for humanity’s protection; this reason for their existence would lead them into their ongoing conflict against the deadly Deviants. There have been a few Eternals runs (notably one run by Neil Gaiman, which did not serve to bring the Eternals the commercial success Marvel was searching for with the title, that nevertheless remains the most fun and accessible Eternals volume), but they’ve not yet really reached wide-reaching traction among even the most die-hard comic fans. The MCU might change that, and here’s hoping, because I love these nearly-immortal idiots, and I’m hoping not to be alone in that for much longer. :D

But even my Eternals-happy soul has to admit, Eternals canon for the most part is dense and can be convoluted, and the spellings—both of their character names and one of the main fun parts of their existence, the Mahd W’yry—are enough to give one a headache. The idea of the Eternals is that they’re long-lived and have interacted with human history over the years in various impactful ways. You might think at first glance that you’ve never heard of the Eternals Sersi, Ikaris, Makkari, but I think you wouldn’t find Circe, Icarus, or Mercury unfamiliar names.

The Mahd W’yry is a symptom of the Eternals being so long-living. In order to stop them going insane, the Eternals have to bond into something known as the Uni-Mind, which basically squishes all their consciousnesses together into one, where they can share memories and blend temporarily into one mind. Regularly bonding into the Uni-Mind allows them to stave off the Mahd W’yry. (Yep, that’s just a headache-inducing spelling of ‘mad worry’, we know.)

Anyway, did you need to know all this? Eh, maybe, a little bit of canned backstory is always handy for you to briefly glance over and promptly forget. Because along with some dense mythological adventures, some glorious angsting across beautiful landscapes, and that ability to turn into a big massive floating brain, the Eternals also gave us a beautiful gift:

The Gann Josin.

In Avengers #361, Ikaris comes down to Earth and decides that Sersi needs to be bonded to Dane Whitman, an Avenger who canonically didn’t have any powers, he was just a *really good guy*, destined for tragedy. Honestly. That’s his bio. Really good guy. Destined for tragedy. The character creation in the 90s was peak talent. Dane, sadly, was in love with another woman, but did this matter to Ikaris? No. Apparently the Eternals don’t know about the dangers of letting himbos like Ikaris have life-changing powers, like the ability to create the Uni-Mind. 

Because the power to control the Uni-Mind also gives an Eternal the power to form a Gann Josin bond. And that’s what Ikaris does in Avengers #361—he forces a Gann Josin bond on Eternal Sersi and tragic human Avenger Dane Whitman.

Gann Josin (sometimes Gan-Josin because what is spelling continuity in Marvel comics) is both the name of the bond, and the title given to an Eternal and their chosen life-mate. It has a bunch of cool side effects. Both Gann Josins get glowing full-red eyes. It’s a really intimate tiny form of the Uni-Mind (without the part where you become a big floating brain), and creates a small scale mental union. The Gann Josin bond makes the Eternal and their partner lifelong soulmates. As the bond progresses, it creates a telepathic/empathic bond that strengthens in time. According to the Eternal Sprite, humans are rarely chosen by Eternals for the Gann Josin.

Now, Dane Whitman does manage to break the Gann Josin several issues later. But… it’s not easy. It’s rare. When Dane manages it, it is called an “astounding act.” It’s pretty dang hard, in other words. There’s every chance your chosen Gann Josins won’t have the mental fortitude of Dane Whitman to break it. (Although, we’re talking about Steve and Tony, and are there any bigger stubborn idiots in the universe? Probably not.)

But Mizzy, I hear you saying. I don’t want to write about Ikaris, even if he is a party king and that sounds pretty nifty. I don’t know anything about the Eternals and I don’t want to go down that gnarly rabbit hole.

That’s totes fine, my friend. I am here to save you. Because in very recent canon, during Jason Aaron’s turn at the helm, the Eternals are all dead. Very dead. That whole Mahd W’yry thing got ‘em, it got ‘em good. But before Ikaris died, he granted his Uni-Mind power to someone we all know and love.

Yep. Tony Stark. Tony Stark currently has the power of the Uni-Mind.

Which means that Tony Stark can now Gann Josin people.

In Avengers #361, Ikaris performs the Gann Josin by basically just pointing his hands at Sersi and Dane and some light goes WHEEEEEEE!! in their direction, and bam, this rare and special bond is done. And Tony Stark can do that now. To anyone! Unfortunately Ikaris is dead and didn’t leave Tony with an instruction manual. But the point is, he *can*. You can make up all sorts of fun things with this canonical fact (or write your own version because lbr Canon Is Dead; Long Live Canon.)

There are so many possibilities. Does Tony deliberately learn how to use it so he can bond himself to Steve? Does Tony *need* to be able to hear Steve’s thoughts (to thwart some bad guys) and thus end up soulbonded forever to Steve in result? Is Tony’s power activating at random because he can’t control it, and he ends up soulbonding everyone around him? Does he just subconsciously bond himself to Steve without consciously meaning to? Do Tony or Steve want to try it for science?

Gosh, I love comics.

But WAIT. There’s MORE.

It’s not just 1990s comics going ham on the soulbond idea. No, we got some *this year*. Canonical soulbonding? TWICE? In one universe? Two different kinds??

And this time, it’s not in a D-list Marvel title. We’re up the ranks to the big leagues this time, folx, with a brief trek to the world of the Fantastic Four.

In Fantastic Four (Vol. 6) #15, we’re introduced to a Spyre citizen called Sky, a winged team member of the Unparalleled (more cosmic-powered superheroes), who work under The Overseer. (The Overseer, in a burst of beautiful retcon in the way Marvel comics keeps doing to us, is apparently the entity who is responsible for giving the F4 their powers. Huh. The more you know.)

On the planet Spyre, all children are brought before something called The Great Eye. This measures them against the radiation signature of everyone on the planet, divining who their perfect match is. 

Sky looked into The Great Eye, only to find out her match was Johnny Storm, who was 44 light-years away at the time. Long-distance relationships can be tough. Anyway, plot happens, the F4 get stuck on Spyre, get told they can’t leave, and Sky tells Johnny Storm that she is his soulmate. Oh, and she attached a soul binding onto him while he slept. Neat, huh, all the bodily autonomy people get in this universe before being force soulbond to people? So neat, much consent, wow.

Johnny feels a connection to Sky, which is supposed to let us know this lack of choice is a good thing I guess. The Overseer wants Sky to renounce Johnny and crush the F4 which obv doesn’t happen, so of course she leaves The Unparalleled and skips off to Earth to be with Johnny. 

Who knows how this relationship is gonna last. I mean, you can look at the rest of Johnny’s relationship history and have a good guess. Who knows. Anyway, Reed and Sue are each other's soulmate, and also share a “Soul Binding”, so there’s some canonical proof right there that maybe this system has some validity going for it.

The soulbond for this form takes the form of a golden bracelet worn on the upper arm, that Sky explains her people call a “Soul Binding”; it represents them as being soul-mates. This bracelet can only be removed by your soulmate. This soulbond doesn’t seem to come with any extra powers, it’s just to show that The Great Eye has measured their radiation signature and declared them a match that is supposed to mean they’re perfectly compatible in every way: spiritually, mentally, and physically.

I don’t know about you, but I have a pretty good feeling that Steve and Tony might just have matching radiation signatures… Or what if Steve and Tony have perfect matching signatures….with other people? (Someone else on Spyre believes Sky is *their* perfect match, after all!) What if Steve has feelings for Iron Man, but he’s a perfect match with Tony Stark? I feel faint already just thinking about it.

So here you go. Two canonical types of soulbonds for your fannish consideration. Feel free to ask me questions! You can find me on tumblr (@mizzy2k) or on discord (addy#0908).

#stevetonygames #mod post #spotlight post #soulmates

[tehrevving]

I have a request if you don't mind. Dante x smol shy femreader smut where she timidly confesses him that she is interested in trying light bondage (only gagged and having her wrists tied together)

To the lovely Anon that requested this I want to apologise so much for how long this took me. I really wanted to show a side of Dante that was just genuinely loving and adoring and wonderful, and my perfectionism ended up getting the better of me. Anyway, I finally finished this one. I really hope you enoy it :D

You were nervous as you sat across Dante’s lap, kissing him softly while his big hands pressed against your back. You weren’t nervous about the kissing, or the gentle but obvious promise pressing against your leg of what was to come after the kissing. You weren’t nervous about his large, powerful body or his strength, but you were nervous about something that you were absolutely desperate to ask him and you were nervous about how he might react to your request. You hadn’t been able to get the thoughts out of your head, you were desperate to explore them and you’d finally decided to just talk to him about them. You just had to hope that he would be into your idea too.

He picks up almost immediately on your nervousness, the slight racing of your heart, the quickness of your breath. He pulls away from you, rubs his thumb in a deep arc across your lower back that makes you arch against him. He leans down to kiss your forehead, his voice is soft and his eyes are smiling as he speaks to you, “whatcha thinking about sweetheart?”

You squirm slightly, now wondering if you really want to go through with this. You decide it’s now or never and take in a deep breath, “I want to try something.”

He reaches down and places a finger underneath your chin, tilting your head up so you can’t look away from his eyes. “What do you want to try?”

“When we,” you trail off, “during sex. I want you to tie me up.”

He parses your words slowly, lifting up one of your wrists and presses the underside of it to his lips. The softness of his movements and the specific location on your body he chose isn’t lost on you at all. “Is that all?”

You shake your head and he tilts his head at you, like he’s hanging on every word. “Maybe if you… gagged me too,” you say shyly.

He pauses and stops to think for a moment, making an exaggerated noise deep in his throat. “That’s quite a lot for our first time trying that sort of thing Darling,” he says smiling softly. “If you don’t like it when you’re gagged then you can’t tell me to stop and with your hands tied you can’t touch me to let me know either. Hmm, but,” he grins, “if that’s what you want then I’m sure we can think of something.” He presses his cheek to your temple and rocks you against his lap. He’s still hard. “Do you wanna go and try now?”

You nod, ecstatic that you didn’t ruin the mood but still pretty nervous about what was to come.

Dante adjusts you in his arms, he stands up effortlessly, holding you to his chest as he carries you up the stairs to the bedroom. He lays you down on the bed and then starts rummaging through the dresser. He murmurs to himself a little bit and then pulls out a few fairly old looking ties and lays them out on the bedside table; you’re surprised he even owned any.

He moves over to the bed, leaning over you, “just relax,” he says and then lowers himself down until he’s lying on top of you. His lips press against your own as his tongue moves against your lips, his thick thigh quickly ends up between your legs and he encourages you to buck your hips up against him until your breathing turns heavy. He lets you get in the mood a bit before he moves on, knowing that sometimes you get a little bit shy about sex before the desperation and arousal sets in.

He throws his own shirt off and chuckles when your hands instantly move to press against his chest. He tenses for you, puffing out his pecs as he grins against your lips. He pulls away, tensing and making his pecs jump underneath your hands. The teasing smile on his face is unmistakable, “you better get your fill darlin’ cause soon these bad boys will be off limits.”

You can’t help but laugh almost breathlessly, but you also can’t help but inhale sharply at the thought of what is to come and you’re sure he notices the small whine that escapes from between your lips.

He allows you to touch him until he decides you’ve had enough. He pulls back from you and grins as your hands try to follow him. He picks up one of the ties from next to the bed, “do you still want to do this?” he asks and moves them over to you when you nod. “Arms up,” he says, helping you move them up until your wrists are pressed together up against the headboard.

He wraps the tie gently around your wrists and then the bed. “You need a safe word,” he says as he starts working the tie into knots. “We’ll start with traffic lights. Green for a-okay, red if you need me to stop. Okay?”

“Okay,” you say, not really sure how to reply. Your voice is quieter than you expected. You’ve done a little bit of research, and you know that’s a standard thing but you’re maybe a little bit surprised that he already knew about it too.

“How is that?” he asks, motioning for you to pull against the restraints. They’re tied in very loose loops around your wrists, you think you would slip out of them if you really tried, that’s probably deliberate. They feel comfortable enough, the knots don’t come undone as you tug on them and they’re certainly not cutting off your circulation.

Dante looks pretty impressed with his own handiwork as your wrists don’t come free. He reaches over and picks up another tie looking down at you, “I want you to keep this in your mouth,” his voice is serious, “but I also want you to be able to say your safe word too, so I’m not going to tie it.”

You nod again as he slowly begins to place the fabric into your mouth. The texture is surprisingly rough and it makes your mouth water, all in all it’s fairly comfortable though.

Dante kisses your forehead and your jaw, “make sure you let me know if you want me to stop. For any reason, alright,” he assures you, gently cupping your cheek as you nod.

He doesn’t waste any time, starting almost immediately with teasing your breasts. One large hand palms your left one while his lips and tongue wreck havoc on your right. It feels far, far too good as you writhe and squirm underneath him, his stubble burning at your skin. You lift your hands up to try and push him away, and then realise you can’t as they catch uselessly on your bonds. You moan and buck your hips up, it’s everything you wanted it to be, the restraint, the desperation. Dante can hear your muffled cries, he knows he’s doing too much, giving your sensitive skin far too much stimulation, but he doesn’t care. He simply looks up at you as he hears you already straining at your bonds, he gives a devilish grin before swapping to your other breast.

It’s easier to handle now, somehow but you still can’t help yourself and he pulls away once you start whimpering, “How are you feeling Babe? Okay?” he waits for you to nod in agreement before he laughs and continues to undress you. He pulls your pants off gently, easily and you can hear his sharp inhale of breath as the scent of your arousal hits his sensitive nose. “Wow you’re really into this aren’t you?” he grins, taking another deep sniff and you blush heavily.

He looks up at you from between your legs, he looks absolutely feral and you struggle to tear your eyes away from the sight of him, from the intensity in his gaze. His hands move to the tops of your thighs, gently gripping your skin. He pulls your legs apart so he can fit between them and you squirm in his grasp.

He rubs his scratchy cheek against the soft, sensitive skin on the inside of your thigh. He chuckles as you squirm against him, he always takes great pleasure in overwhelming you. He simply rubs harder once he can hear you straining against your bonds.

He bites down on your thigh and then soothes over the mark with his tongue. You try to exclaim his name but the sound of it is muffled through the wet fabric of your gag.

“Fine, fine,” he teases and then lowers himself down, dragging the flat of his tongue in a slow lick against your folds as he goes. You buck your hips up against his face and cry his name once more. He takes that as encouragement and starts to lick against you harder.

He wants to draw it out, but he thinks it might be too much for you with the way your body is moving against him, he did tease you quite a lot earlier. He keeps his movements simple, soft, licking and sucking against your swollen clit until you’re wet and bucking up into his face. He holds your hips down with his hands as he gets you to the edge with his skillful tongue, enjoying the sounds of your bonds straining, of your body struggling to move.

And holy shit it’s even better than you thought it would be, being restrained. It’s even better when he’s holding you down too and soon you’re right fucking there at the edge. There’s drool leaking from the sides of your gag as you struggle to cry out his name over and over again. He pulls away from you, laughing, grinning and fuck you want to hit him over the back of the head. He waits, drumming his fingers against his thigh while you squirm against the mattress and try to calm down; you had been right there.

Dante doesn’t make you wait long, grinning the whole time as he slips a thick finger inside of you. It goes in easily with an unmistakable wet sound. He groans at the feeling of your heat, of the tightness around him and you clench your muscles to tease him more.

His lips worship at your clit as he slowly opens you up. Slipping another finger inside, spreading you open while he grins. He moans your name between your legs, riling you up, egging you on.

You pull tightly against your restraints as he doesn’t stop, drool leaking from your lips as you cry out against the soaked gag in your mouth. Your thighs grip his face in a headlock as you spasm against him and come against his lips.

There’s a wide smile on his face as he pulls away, your eyes are bleary but you can just picture his smug expression as he exaggerates the motion of wiping your come from his lips, from his stubble. He bends you almost in half, hooking your legs up and over his shoulders, it’s a little bit scary not being able to use your hands to support yourself, but you trust him not to let you go.

“You doing okay Baby girl?” he asks and you make an attempt to answer, but it’s utterly unintelligible through your gag. He chuckles as you nod and then leans down to press a soft kiss to your forehead and then to your cheek. He stays in your vision, keeping eye contact with you, there’s so much care and love in his eyes, even as he reaches down to grip his cock. He bucks his hips against his fist, eyes fluttering shut for a moment before he moves. He enters you slowly, carefully, groaning the whole time as his fingers grip tightly to your thighs.

You moan when he bottoms out inside of you, watching as he screws his eyes shut to focus on the feeling. He lets out a deep breath, eyes slowly opening. He keeps them locked with yours as he slowly begins to thrust. It feels good, the sensations heightened from your previous orgasm, from your inability to move, from the loss of control.

His fingers move to your clit once more, and now you realise how worked up he really is. He teases you with his thumb, picking up the pace of his hips while he praises your tight, hot body. He begs for you to come around him, begs for you to tighten around his cock. You can’t resist the dirty talk, or the irresistible feel of his cock as he angles his hips and thrusts against your g-spot, thumb working skillfully against your clit.

The restraints around your wrists snap as you come once more. It’s more due to the way that Dante pulls your body against him as he thrusts roughly than your own movements. He groans your name as he comes, bending you until your legs almost touch your shoulders. His body shudders against yours as he leans down to kiss you. He’s heavy as he rests his weight against your shaking body.

He pulls out of you, removing the gag from between your lips and then flopping beside you on his back, breathing heavily.

He has a sloppy, dopey smile on his face as he turns to you, pulling you against his chest. He rubs at your slightly sore wrists to get the feeling back into them. “How was that?” he asks.

“Good,” you smile curling up against his chest.

“I think it went pretty well,” he grins, “make sure you let me know if there’s anything else like that you wanna try”

You're overcome with a doubt of shyness again, in even your post orgasmic haze. “What about doing the same to you?” you ask him, voice low.

“Jackpot!” he exclaims, leaning over the bed and you’re surprised, but also not surprised as he pulls out a very severe, heavy duty looking pair of handcuffs and grins like a mad man, “anytime you want Babe, I’m all yours.”

#dmc #dmcv #dante #dante x reader #dante sparda #rev writes #my writing #Anonymous

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Hello! Please Headcanon : Kid, X Drake, Law and Katakuri with their girlfriends who have a complex with their small boobs (soft and NSFW) ;) :*

Hey love :D Aww that’s a cool idea xD! But since it would exceed my characterlimit to do both seperate sfw and dirty headcanon for this, I kind of merged it together into one headcanon hehe xD Hope that’s okay^^

here goes a warning for mild dirt ahead~!

Having a girlfriend with a complex about her small boobs headcanon

Eustass Kid

you’re not the only one who’s got a‘little’ problem with your boobs here…

jk jk, but when you first took off yourshirt infront of him, Kid was half-expecting to be greeted by some big ol'bazongas hecould bury his face inbetween… so seeing them for the first time, the pirate couldn’t help but blurt out something like „that’s it?“ god can he be an insensitive prick sometimes

it’s not the end of the world though-boobs are boobs, and whether yours are small or huge, he’ll definitely be ableto make the most use out of it! As a wise man once said, ‘the smaller the marshmallows, the more sugar you can find inside’- a wisdom Kid lives by from now on

sure, having some soft, big pillows tosqueeze and hold onto would be nice too, but your bust being a bitsmaller is actually somewhat special! Given how every woman on theGrandline is equipped with a deadly pair of water balloons upfront, thiscould actually be something different and exciting!

besides, he can even cup a whole boob of yours in his single hand! I repeat, your whole boob fits in his hand- it’s almost like they were made for it!

about your complex though… he’sreally not very helpful when it comes to supporting you and getting rid of yourinsecurities

at first Kid might even suggest for youto buy a push-up bra or get something to put inside of it (if that makes youfeel any better), only to later realize that his insensitive comments might onlyfurther push your negative perception of your chest

aaargh, woman and their sensitive body images! If nothing else works, then he’ll just be blunt and tellyou that he enjoys your little pillows, regardless of their size- andyou should too!

now, as for being naughty… there are justso many ways for the pirate to tease you, it’s like a whole new world of possibilities! Kid isused to big-busted women, so he actually has somewhat of a challengehere and needs to thoroughly explore all of his options to get max satisfaction! Oh lord, there will be so much poking and groping and slapping and squishing and rubbing….

and since they are so smol he simply loves to roughly grope them and squeeze themagainst each other, basically creating a little crack he can bury his nose in hey hey, it’s almost like with big boobs!

X Drake

this almost feels like a blessing from above, not gonna lie

look, he appreciates big boobs just as much as the next guy, but they just make the Dino so damnnervous. Like, where should you even start touching them??? When isit too much? When too little? What if he accidentally breaks them orhurts you

your smaller breasts are just so…handy. Literally. Plus, he can easily touch them while also observing yourreaction- bigger hooters often tend to obscure his vision a bit, and so Drake can never really 100% tell how his partner feels unless he lifts his head and looks them in the face… and that can really tear one out of the moment. Especially when you’re looking for reassurance rather often, like he is

now it’s not that he would particularly mind if they were bigger, but you’re just perfect to him the wayyou are! And after all, everything got its pros and cons, right?

so… he wouldn’t really understand whyyou seem so unhappy with your breasts

Drake is definitely supportive and readyto do everything to make you feel comfortable in your own skin. If it might help, then the Dino would even accompany you whenever you need to go underwear shopping! But of course he’d almost passout when you try them on and show him the garments 

at the end of day you could even beabsolutely flat and he wouldn’t mind- it’s not the size that mattersto him, but the reaction he gets from touching them

…. and ohhhh boy, does he love touching them! One day, with a super flustered expression oh his face, Drake might even admit that to you- perhaps himbeing honest about how much he appreciates your body could help boost yourconfidence a bit!

in bed he’s usually a bit of anall-rounder and wouldn’t necessarily dwell on a certain body part ofyours, but with the knowledge of your little ‘complex’ he usuallytakes some extra time to tend to your chest and show you just howmuch he adores it

Drake is always trying to be very soft with your breasts. There are lots of sweet kisses and gentle sucking, sometimes he even sniffs them- it’s just so comforting to have your boobs close to his face, and more than once will the Dino need to hold himself back from just straight-up marking them!

Trafalgar Law

he’s a bit 50/50 on it- like Kid, Lawalso got a thing for rather big jingles, but your boobs being smallerin size is no real issue for him

I mean, at least you have boobs. And they’re still very pretty. What more could he ask for…?

any worries coming from you will simply beshrugged off at first. You got a wonderful body and not a single health-related problem concerning your chest, so ittakes quite a bit until Law actually catches on to the real issue and realizes just how much having small boobs bothers you

ahh yes, the surgeon can see what might be going on here- the common belief that‘a woman needs big breasts in order to be attractive’ strikes yet again

on one hand he can understand whyhaving smaller breasts, especially in a place like the boob-equippedGrandline, could make you feel less confident, but have you everconsidered this- he doesn’t care

Law has always been more about brainsrather than body, and in his opinion you actually got both. Why would he careabout your boobs not being as bloated and jiggly as most women’s are…?Infact, this actually sets you aside from the crowd!

they’re also a great example of your bodybeing 100% healthy and well proportioned, something not everyone can say for themselves on these seas. But the point Law is trying to make here is- don’t. worry. about. your. breasts.

…however if that doesn’t help and you continue to be sad because of it, then the surgeon would eventually offer you surgery. Not thathe’d want that to happen, but it’s your decision to make and Law wants you tofeel confident with yourself

in bed though, he’s… perhaps a bit roughwith them. Unlike Drake who got all soft once he found out about yourinsecurities, Law will actually use this knowledge to further tease and edgeyou on!

he’s obviously testing your boundaries and wants to push you to the point where you’ll just go ‘fuck it’ and enjoy your breasts for what they are- little pillows stored with lots of energy and desire

Katakuri

the immediate need to protect his small boobed gfis strong in this one

first time you show him, he almost bursts withadoration. Is it wrong of him to think that you are just absolutelypretty and adorable…? Every single inch of your body is perfect for him, both inshape as well as size

okay, but then again- Katakuri is basically a giant compared to you, so him finding you adorable is kind of mandatory

especially because he adores you so much, Katakuri will immediately shut down any negativity regardingyour boob size before you can even open your mouth. You and yourboobs are wonderful the way they are, so don’t even think about complaining about them around him!

however, he isn’t going to just shut you down when you’re feeling really doubtful of yourself. Perhaps getting another opinion on this matter might be helpful- we all know that most of his sisters were also blessed with large bazookas, but they all got some insecurities of their own to share as well

and hereby Charlotte Katakuri indirectly founded the Tottland self-help group therapy- a rare event where people can gather to help each other with their problems and insecurities. And he did this all to help you get over your own worries

in his eyes, small boobs are nothing to be ashamedof- look, he’s got his imperfections too, but you are by far better thanthis! So don’t you ever hide them, especially from him

he’s pretty blunt about how much heloves their soft feeling and how he can basically devour them wholeand at the same time with his mouth- oh Katakuri just loves to see you blush as aresult of his dirty words, and hopefully this will distract you or make you feel a bit better!

and if you think that he isn’t going to try out some good old fashioned foodplay on them, then you got another thing coming- as long as you’re okay with it, he’d love to use your chest and abdomen as serving tray for his donuts. In fact, he might even directly eat the sugary treats off of your skin if you’re comfortable with it- not only could that help with you overcoming your worries, but it also shows how okay he is with openly using his biggest imperfection- his deformed mouth- while being intimate with you! 

not to mention aaaaaall the body worship. Katakuri ain’t gonna stop being an absolute sweetheart until you’re 100% comfortable and proud with your body, just how he likes it. After all, that’s certainly when you’re at your very hottest!

#one piece #Eustass Captain Kid #x drake #trafalgar d water law #Charlotte Katakuri #mild dirt #one piece headcanon #op headcanon #one piece imagine

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Bigger than you (John Deacon/Reader SMUT)

Another filthy filthy one shot. This is KINK SPECIFIC, and it is my personal kink, so I wrote it how I like it. (: I’d be interested if anyone else has it too. Anyway. Lets do it.

Warnings: Smut?

Kinks!: SIZE KINK(being very smol to someone who is very tol), degradation talk(only like once), choking but not really, hair pulling def, das it??

Tags: @perriwiinkle @deacytits @rogerscupboard @princessleiaqueen @anotheronebitesthedeaks why do i always forget who to tag like why am i like this

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Another day in the studio, everyone plucking, drumming, singing. You sat on the couch in the mixing room, smiling at everyone as they looked to you while they performed. Your eyes always glanced over to John more than the others. You’d been a “thing” for a few months, everyone knew that. But you made a point not to get too handsy or open while in public. Not that you didn’t want people to know, because they definitely knew. The situation would just escalate if your hands were on each other for too long. John was such a gentleman though, always patting your hand if you tried to get cheeky in a bar, or even in the studio. Giving you a smile and a wink, which was his way of saying ‘Later’, and he always kept his word. He knew how much you loved to be touched and teased, and he knew he couldn’t always do that to you in public. He loved hearing your sounds and breaths as his fingers danced along your skin.

A few hours had gone and the recording was done. Everyone had packed up their instruments, one by one heading out the door and waving you goodbye until John was the last one. “You guys sounded great today.” You gave him a smile as he approached you on the couch, stopping in front of you. “You say that every time, love.” He chuckled.

“Yes I know, but it’s true!”

He crossed his arms as he kept the smile on his face, looking down at you. The glint in his eye was obvious, and your cheeks flushed. He took a step forward, his shadow covering you. Your heart began to beat a little faster, your breath almost caught in your throat. “John...here?” You said quietly, looking up at him through your lashes, your shoulders scrunching.

John was doing what you loved. Sizing you up. You were tiny compared to him, your petite frame almost doll-like. His hands swallowed yours, and he could easily wrap his arms completely around you. You loved feeling so small against him. It made you feel vulnerable.

He took another step before picking his legs up onto the couch, straddling you. His legs were on either side of your hips, resting his weight on his knees. His back was hunched, looming over you as he looked down on you, lust in his eyes. “No not here, but I like letting you know what you’ll be in for when we get home.” His voice was thick, his hand running up your arm to your shoulder, your neck, then cupping your cheek. He leaned down, closing the gap between you with your foreheads touching. “You’re so small, Y/N.” His words sent shivers up your spine, your face beet red. You squeaked as he scooted somehow closer to you, craning your neck back to look up at him. “Feel how big my hand is on you?” He moved his hand back down your arm, gripping at your wrist. You shifted your legs to get some sort of friction, as just this alone was enough to turn you on. “Please take me home, Deacy.” You breathed, not being able to compose yourself very well.

He smiled, completely removing himself from you, the light hitting you again. “Wow, just from that?” He made comment to your flushed face, which of course made you turn away and pout. “You know what that does to me.” You grumbled, your gaze back at him as you felt him gently take your hand. “Oh I know. It’ll get even better.” He said and winked, pulling you up from the couch. You gave a small, almost fake moan at his words, gripping his hand as you both left the studio.

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You arrived at the flat, taking your time to get inside and settle down. John watched you as you took off your shoes and set your purse down on the kitchen table. His eyes were on you like a tiger stalking its prey, and he couldn’t wait to pounce. Your back was turned to him, taking a couple things from your bag to set on the table. You had no idea that John was slowly making his way to you. In a blink, he grabbed your hips and pull you against him. You yelped and grabbed the table at the force of being bent over. Immediately, he began rolling his hips against your ass, feeling him harden beneath his jeans.

“John, what are you—“ you tried to ask, but a hand moved to grab at your hair, yanking you up. “Good girls don’t ask questions.” He said quietly to your ear, giving another hard roll against your hips before letting you go. “Bedroom. Now.” He demanded. You were quick to follow. When you got to your shared bedroom, John closed the door behind him, kicking his shoes off and removing his jacket. Everything was quiet except for the sound of clothes rustling and falling to the floor. You sat on the edge of the bed as you watched him, his eyes glued to you. You began to feel the heat between your legs begin to pool, and you crossed them to try and make yourself a bit more comfortable. You wanted to touch yourself so bad.

John sauntered over to you, putting his hand on your knee, untangling your legs before stepping between them. You looked up at him as you held yourself up with your hands behind you on the bed, his eyes boring holes into yours. Still no sounds had been made, no words said. He slowly began rubbing up your arms to your shoulders, cupping your face. Waiting just a little too long to build up your frustration, he continued to look at you. You shifted your body as your calm expression began to scrunch slightly, wanting him to fucking kiss you already. “Why are you waiting, what are you—“ he cut off as he crashed his lips to yours, teeth clacking at the force. It was heavy and needy, his hands going down to yours, lifting your arms and laying you onto your back with your legs dangling off the bed.

He kissed you feverishly as he held your hands above your head with his left hand. It was so incredibly easy to hold both of your hands together, with just one of his. You always gave a slight struggle, but as long as you didn’t say the safe word, he wouldn’t stop. His hips rolled up into yours, pressing his already hardened cock against your heat. You moaned within the kiss, moving your hips with his. He pulled from your lips, looking down at you as he continued grinding against you. “You look so pathetic. Your face is red, and your eyes are so blown out. And just from this.” He annunciated the last word with a harder roll to your core, making you throw your head back. You try to tell him not to point out how turned on you are, “John, d-don’t—“

“What?” John stopped his hips and stood still. “Don’t tell you how you’re out of breath just from me grinding up on you? You gotta be soaked too.” Before you could protest, his right hand slipped down your pants and underwear, immediately between your folds. You gave a moan as his fingers rubbed your slit, turning your head to the side to try and hide your pleasure filled face. He smiled down at you, tightening his grip on your wrists, teasing your dripping core with his fingertips. “Tell me what you want, Y/N.” He said deeply, looking down at you. You could feel his gaze upon you, so you turned your head back to face him, opening your eyes.

Your stomach turned. The expression on his face was almost nonexistent, but you could tell the lust was there. His hair casting a shadow over his features, the bedside lamp behind you lighting up his hazel eyes, and his mouth was slightly open. “Finger me..” you whispered shyly, hating how he always made you say it. He barely slid in one digit, tilting his head and raising an eyebrow. “Hm? I can’t hear you.” He had a cocky smirk plastered on his face, still teasing you. Groaning in frustration and furrowing your brow, you grit your teeth. “Finger me, John.” You spit, maintaining eye contact. His smirk turned to a smile as he pushed his finger inside of you. “There we go..” He hummed. You clamp your eyes shut, tossing your head back at the relief. He moved his hand from your wrists to lift your leg up to get a better angle. He slowly pumped his finger in and out of you, his eyes still watching your contorted face. “See, if you just tell me, I’ll do it.” He teased, inserting a second finger. He got up to a good pace, his eyes closing as he rested his forehead against yours. His mouth hung open, panting as he worked his fingers into you. “Oh my God, John..” you breathed out, your eyes fluttering shut, moving your arms to wrap around him. You weren’t specifically told to keep them above you, but you needed to hold onto him. He then started to curl his fingers into your g-spot, and fast. You gasped at the sudden sensation, your grip on him tightening. “Deacy!” you moaned loudly, your back arching into him. “Atta girl, cum for me, Y/N.” You chased your orgasm as he went even faster, feeling your walls contract around his fingers. “Fuck..!” You gave a last cry as you came, your legs trembling. John moved his hand from your leg to wrap under you, pulling him close as you rode out your release. Your held onto him as you came down from your high, your legs weak and shaking. “Holy fuck, John..” you panted, letting go of him and plopping back on the bed.

He slipped his hand from your pants, bringing his fingers to his lips looking down at you, he licked them clean with a smirk. “Mmm, I’ll need more of that.” He gave a smile before pulling your pants off, your underwear with it. You lay there open for him, your pussy dripping with your release, your folds swollen and red. He got down to his knees, nestling himself between your legs, his face dangerously close to your heat. “At least give me a minute!” You protested before he touched you again. You were still sensitive, but he didn’t care. He chuckled before delving right into your core. His mouth latched onto your clit, sucking hard as his hand came back up to insert two fingers. You threw your head back with a yell, your hands flying forward to grip at his hair. You tugged at his roots, only making him suck on you with more vigor. “Deacy! Fuck!” You cried, your second orgasm rushing through you. That wasn’t difficult for you to cum multiple times in a row, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t exhausting. John removed his fingers to then move his mouth down to your entrance, lapping up every bit of cum he could. “F-fuck John, let me catch my breath at least..” you gasped, your hands letting go of his hair.

John stood up, stepping back and admiring the work he did. You were a mess. Your hair was disheveled, you were panting, your core literally dripping with your release. He began undressing himself, catching you as you sat yourself up to look at him. Your breath hitched seeing him now completely naked, his cock looking painfully hard. You followed suit and took off your shirt, your bra going with it. He walked towards you, and from the look on his face, you crawled backwards on the bed, John following you. It was like he was stalking you, crawling on top of you as you stopped. He towered over you, his shadow casting over your body. He watched you as he got closer to your face, his forehead nearly touching yours. He positioned himself between your legs, teasing his cock at your entrance. Gathering your slick, rubbing the tip hard against your clit. He hummed, just barely slipping in, teasing you. “I’m going to fuck you into the bed until you lose your voice from screaming.”

The most obscene sound came from your mouth after his words, your mouth agape. You loved hearing him talk like that, it made you unravel right in front of him. “Oh God yes, fuck me please..” you moaned out. John pushed into you, completely bottoming out as his hips met yours. You both gave a shuddering breath, sitting still for a moment. He leaned down against your ear, his breath hot against your skin. You took this moment to wrap your arms and legs around him, nuzzling your face in the crook of his neck. John started his thrusts with a sharp snap of his hips, his pace immediately quick and unrelenting. You cried out into his shoulder, your moans matching the timing of his thrusts. He was groaning into your ear, his arms slipping under you to hold you close to him.

The bed shook and creaked with the rock of his hips, your cries sounding more like sobs by now. “You feel so small under me..” he muttered to your ear, pulling you closer to him, your chests now touching. “Please, Deacy..” you hiccuped, not sure to what you were pleading, but it made him pull back, slipping out of you. “Get on your knees and turn around.” He commanded. You stumbled to even turn over, and he ‘helped’ by forcing you over, pulling your ass in the air. He repositioned himself at your pussy, pushing back in and starting back up the quick thrusts. His hand snaked its way into your hair, gripping it and pushing your head into the pillow, leaning over you. “Say my name. I want everyone to know who makes you feel this good.” He growled at you, not stopping his hips. You sobbed out a moan, your face twisted in pleasure. “God! Deacy!” You yelped, his grip in your hair now yanking you up against him, his other hand wrapping around to rub your clit. “Louder. Scream my name, Y/N.”

“JOHN!!”

He was happy with the hoarseness of your voice, his thrusts getting quick and sporadic, his orgasm close. “Fuck, Y/N..” he groaned to your ear, his breath dancing across your skin. “Cum inside me John, please..” you moan a bit quieter, your own release creeping up. “I’m gonna fill you up, don’t you worry.” He panted, moving his hand from your clit to grip your hips. He pounded into you, his voice raspy and dry from the panting. Just a few more rolls of his hips and he exploded into you. Your orgasm followed, milking his cock as you felt him twitch inside of you. “Oh God, John!” You cried, your body arched back from the pull of your hair. His hips began to slow, then he slid out of you and released your hair, watching as his cum dripped from you. You fell forward, your hips still in the air as you catch your breath. “Holy fuck, John...” you chuckled. “Well I told you I was gonna fuck you into the bed.” He chuckled as well, crawling off the bed to grab a towel.

You shook your head with a smile, jumping slightly as you felt the wet cloth to your still sensitive heat.

John was cleaning you up. He wasn’t going to leave you a sweaty, dripping mess. He was a gentleman after all. You hummed as he rubbed your thigh gently, carefully rolling you onto your back. You were flushed, and your chest still rose and fell quickly as your heart rate began to slow. John tossed the towel to a pile of already dirty clothes, crawling his way up to you, pulling you to him. His hand was gentle through your hair, and he hummed the melody of “Spread My Wings”, making you smile. “Gotta sing your own song, huh?” You teased, sighing into his chest. He chuckled, squeezing you into a hug. “Yeah well it’s that or the other one stuck in my head. Something about a car. Don’t think you want that one.”

“Yeah, I’ll take yours.”

You both laughed as you nuzzled into each other, breaths finally slowing to a normal pace. You were both so madly in love with each other, the aftermath was almost as good as the sex. You loved falling asleep in his arms after an intense “work out”, usually waking up to him gone, a blanket over you, and the smell of whichever meal John had going in the kitchen. John shifted to pull the blankets over both of you, brushing some hair from your face. “I love you, Y/N.” He said quietly against your head, kissing it gently. You smiled wide against his chest, taking in a deep breath. “I love you too, Deacy.”

#john deacon #john deacon smut #john deacon x reader #joe mazzello x reader #joe mazzello smut #my stuff #what else do i tag lmao

[lovemybluebully]

Let’s Be Lazy

For the Anon who wrote, "Smol idea: Eddie trying to exercise and be fit but Venom gets all huffy about it, wanting to either eat or watch tv, and he tickles him while he's exercising like "Stahp we wanna watch tv! >8\ "

Wow! I only spent about 5 hours on this total when fics usually take me days if not weeks to write. My brain was just spewing all these ideas at me! XD Summary: Eddie is trying to better his mental health by exercising more often. However, his clingy roommate wants him to watch tv instead, and when he refuses the symbiote decides to find a way to get him to change his mind. M/M Tickle Fic Oh jeez, poor Eddie. I had Venom tickle the hell out of him in this one. Sorry, not sorry. XD Here you go, Anon! Hope you guys like it! ^_^ Word Count: 2,385

Again, sorry for the weird spacing. :p

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Eddie's bond with Venom had been a life changing event for him. Before he'd been extremely depressed after losing his job and the woman he loved, but ever since that little symbiote had crawled up inside his skin things surprisingly seemed to have turned around for him.

Now with his job back, and still maintaining a healthy friendship with Anne and her new boyfriend, Dan, he was on the path to living a normal life again. Well, as normal as it could be with having a superpowered alien living inside his body.

His mood still had its ups and downs, but he was trying different things to help relieve his mind of the tension and anxiety. He still tried the meditation techniques that Mrs. Chen had taught him once in awhile, but usually found that his attention span would not allow him to sit still for that long.

Especially with Venom always making some kind of commotion inside his head, usually complaining about his hunger. Eddie had changed his diet, and was eating less take-out and doing more cooking at home, though he'd still heat up the occasional frozen tater tots to appease his parasitic friend. With that he'd also taken to exercising more, taking jogs around the city or doing weights and calisthenics in his apartment.

He found his new routine was having a pleasantly calming effect on his mind, and tried to exercise at least five days out of the week. He was already a strong man, but now he was doing it more for his mental health and not so much for looks, especially now that he didn't have a girlfriend to try to impress.

Tonight followed him in his usual, he had just gotten home from work, and after making sure Venom's hunger was satiated he changed into some looser-fitting pants and a t-shirt as he went over into a corner of his apartment where he had a small weight bench and a yoga mat set out.

He had just sat down on the mat and started doing his stretches, and it wasn't five minutes before Venom was already trying to get his attention.

"Eddie?"

"What is it? Don't you dare say you're hungry again."

"....A little. But can't we just skip this? Let's be lazy, and watch some of that picture box instead."

"You mean the tv? I'm busy right now, bud, but hey, don't let me stop you. Just go watch it by yourself."

"But we want Eddie to watch with us."

"Well then you'll just have to wait," Eddie grunted as he stood up and then laid down on the bench, gripping the bar over his head and starting his chest presses.

"How long will it be?"

"Until I'm done. And it's gonna take a lot longer if you don't-Hey!" He yelped as black tendrils emerged from his arms and assisted him in vigorously pumping the bar up and down.

"We will help, and then you will be done faster!" Venom said cheerfully as his head emerged from Eddie's stomach to give him a pointy-toothed grin. "No, I don't need help! That takes away the whole point of this so stop!"

"But Eddie..."

"I mean it!" "....Fiiiiiiine," Venom pretty much whined as he released his host's arms and began drawing the tendrils towards himself, absentmindedly brushing them down Eddie's sides. The symbiote then felt Eddie tense up; his arms shaking a little to steady the weight of the bar as a giggle trickled out of him. "Heheh, hey careful, you're tickling me!"

Venom had only recently learned about this strange phenomenon that humans could be sensitive to being touched in certain ways, enough to provoke them into laughter. Eddie had tried his best to explain it to him, though even he didn't know the real reason behind it.

He learned it was completely harmless though in terms of doing any physical damage, and much to Eddie's chagrin he had been eager to test out this new knowledge. Ribs, neck, armpits, feet, knees, belly.....all areas that got the desired response of frantic laughter and bodily squirming. In conclusion of it all, he had found that Eddie was one very ticklish human being. "The most ticklish person on the planet" as Anne had claimed, though Venom currently had no other subjects to compare that to. The alien's smile widened as he now had an idea on how he could get Eddie to give up this exercise thing for now and do what he wanted to do; sit on the couch and watch tv while stuffing his face with chocolates and ideally more tater tots. "But Eddie likes the tickles," he smirked, prodding lightly into his ribs as the man's arms trembled in the strain of trying to resist. Eddie admittedly did not like being tickled, though it didn't exactly bother him that much either. Really it depended on the situation, but this definitely was not it. "D-Don't....Don't fucking do that right now! You're gonna make me drop this thing on my head!" Eddie shouted, making Venom pause as he remembered the weighted bar that Eddie was holding a mere twelve inches from his face.

"Ohhhh....ok. Sorry Eddie," he hung his head like a scolded puppy as all the tendrils disappeared back inside Eddie's body. "There's a time and place for that shit! Not when doing it could cause me to get hurt in the process! Do you understand?!"

"We understand."

Venom was surprisingly quiet for the remainder of the time that Eddie spent with the weights, and honestly the journalist began to feel some guilt over the whole thing. Through his time spent with the symbiote, he had found that the little ball of goo could actually be a bit needy at times. He just liked to have Eddie's attention, and always seemed to get noticeably mopey when they weren't doing things together. As he set his dumbbells back on the rack he sighed and softly addressed his friend. "Look, man, I'm sorry I yelled at you. Just give me another fifteen minutes to finish up and take a shower and then I promise we'll watch whatever you want. Alright?"

He waited a few moments, but was met with silence as he shook his head. "Aww, c'mon Venom. Don't be like that," he was feeling even worse now when he still got no response from the symbiote as he got down onto the floor once more to start doing some push ups. As he pushed himself up and down off the floor he began to think of ways that he could possibly make this up to Venom, but he wasn't thinking long before he felt a poke into his right side. "Aagh! Venom! Whahat are you...?!" He realized that Venom wasn't upset with him and had just been waiting for the right moment to sneakily launch an attack on him. Eddie couldn't be upset either, just relieved that they were still on good terms, but he knew Venom was going to use the incident as an excuse to really work him over. "Is now the time and place? Don't see how we could get hurt now," the symbiote tentacles poked playfully at different spots on his sides as Eddie's arms were back to shaking from trying to hold himself up. "Ehehehe, knock it off! Thaahaat's not f...fair! I....can't...." Finally his arms buckled and he crumbled to the floor, pulling them against his sides as he rolled over to try to get the tentacles to stop. They kept at the laughing, wriggling man for a moment until Venom was able to make his next move. He seeped out of Eddie to form into his humanoid shape, and then gently placed his clawed fingers onto Eddie's stomach. "You want exercise, we've heard laughing burns calories," he said with a grin, and then began scribbling said claws over the trembling flesh as Eddie squeaked and tried to squirm away. "N-No! Heeheeheehee! Venom, stohahahop ihihit!"

Eddie was a big-time giggler when it came to being tickled, though he'd usually bust into harder laughter when Venom focused on some of his worst spots.

"You stop it. We want to watch tv," the fingers then crawled up and down his sides, pinching and poking as they went as Eddie thrashed like crazy and tried desperately to push the hands away. "But...Buhuhut I'm ahahalmost dohone! Naahahahaho!! Dahahahon't!!"

No matter how he tried, Eddie just could not keep the strong alien hands out of his armpits, and now he was being tickled out of his mind. He honestly couldn't believe how quickly Venom had picked up on how to tickle someone so effectively. Lucky him. "Well consider this our last work out for the day. Now lets hear that laughter!" "No pleeheeheease! Anythi-heeheeheehee-ng but ti-hi...tickling! Cuhuhut it ouuut!!" His sneakered feet kicked at the symbiote despite knowing it wouldn't be effective, and just ended up getting them stuck in the goo that comprised Venom's side. Venom stopped for a moment and looked down as Eddie tried to tug them loose, and then the big-eyed alien was smirking bigger than ever. "Stuck, hmm?"

He manipulated his body so that Eddie's ankles were now trapped in one of his large hands as he easily plucked the shoes off of his feet. The horrified man was struggling even harder once his socks were ripped away, leaving his bare feet twitching about in the symbiote's grasp. "No wait, c'mon! You've tickled me enough, alright? You win! We'll go watch tv right now!"

"Yes, we will. But first, we think these weird, but sensitive appendages of yours require some attention," he stroked a single finger up the length of one foot as Eddie immediately cackled and jerked hard on his legs again.

"Bahaahaa! No no! They're fine! No attention needed! Just put them down and-Gaahahahahahahaa!! No nohohohohoooo!! Lehehemme gohohohohoo!!"

Hundreds of tiny tendrils had manifested and were tickling over every inch of his feet, including the tops and ankles as well as between all the toes. With the position he was in, and from how hard he was already laughing, Eddie had no chance of being able to sit up and try to defend himself.

All he could do was pound at the floor with his hands and slam his head back against the floor in his frantic state, hoping that Venom would show some mercy. Though he wasn't sure how familiar the symbiote was with that concept.

"Ohoho my Go-hahahahahah-od!! Ahahahahaa hahahahahahaa!! Fuck fuck fuhuhuhuuck, pleeheeheease! I can't...can't taahaake iiiit!!"

Eddie was too damn ticklish on his feet to hold up to a tickle attack on them for very long, but Venom always loved to push him over the edge in whatever situation he could. "Eddie must be burning so many calories right now," the symbiote smiled teasingly, clearing away the tendrils for the moment as his long, slippery tongue swirled briefly over both Eddie's soles. "Staahahaahahahahaaap!! I'm gohahahonna paa-haa....pass ouhouhout!!" He was surprised when Venom complied and set his feet down, though that was only so he could lift Eddie's t-shirt and bend down to give his belly a big, wet raspberry. He had no idea where Venom learned that one. Eddie screeched with a sound from out of this world as he swung an arm and ended up punching Venom right in the head. He wasn't hurt obviously, but still Venom immediately backed off as he gave Eddie a betrayed look.

"You hit us."

Eddie finally was able to sit up as he tried to regain control of his breathing. "I'm...I'm sorry. It wasn't...on purpose. It's an involuntary reaction."

"So you didn't mean it?"

"Of course not, man. It was an accident. Guess I never told you that tickling someone can be a dangerous sport. You should ask Anne about the time I gave her a black eye," Eddie chuckled as he recalled the incident that had all Anne's friends thinking that he was abusive. But after she had explained the whole story they had finally called off the lynch mob. "I see. Well I suppose next time we'll have to make sure you're completely secure," the big alien grinned as Eddie got up and began making his way to the bathroom to shower. "Pfft, you assume there's going to be a next time. Now let me have a little privacy for a couple minutes," Eddie shooed the symbiote out of his body as he got the water running and began tossing his sweaty clothes on the floor. "There will be plenty. It is now part of Eddie's exercise routine," Venom smiled from where he waited just outside the bathroom door, hearing Eddie scoff at his absurd claim as he scrubbed down his body. "Oh hell no, you asshole, this was a one time thing. End of story."

"Pussy," Venom teased with his usual insult as Eddie just shrugged. "Fine. I'm a pussy. Better than being tickled to death by a seven foot tall parasite."

Venom was pretty sure he heard correctly what Eddie had said, but he still had to question it. "....What did you say about us?"

"Uhh, you're seven foot tall?"

The alien shook his head as Eddie stepped out of the shower. "No, the other thing."

"Um.....I'm a pussy?" Eddie continued to play dumb as he toweled off and began to put on some clean clothes, smirking at hearing Venom's low growl. "We heard what you said."

"I'm afraid I don't know what you're talking about," Eddie chuckled as he emerged from the bathroom and allowed the cursing Venom to reconnect with his body before sitting on the couch in front of the television.

Things were finally beginning to settle down as they immersed themselves in the reality show that Venom had been insistent on watching. A fresh pan of tater tots and everything was just about perfect for two bachelors having a night in.

However midway through the show, Eddie blurted out in a deadpan voice, "I called you a parasite, by the way."

"You motherfu-!" Though the next day Eddie couldn't help, but smirk at Venom's bruised eye as the symbiote glared at him out of his good one.

"I told you so. Tickle me, and get fucked up."

And so as time went on Venom got fucked up many more times after that.

#ticklefic #ticklish!eddie #venom #eddie brock #symbiote #fluff #friendship #tickling #my writing #anon asks #tickle fic

[soljirk]

↳ * MUSE UPDATES < april 2019 >

wow ... i always talk about writing monthly updates for solji but then realized that the last one i wrote was in MAY of 2018 which was a whole year ago ( and before her fc change ). YIKES! so ... with that said, here is a long awaited update. i’m trying to feel out how i’d like these to go, so they may be sparse for now and evolve over time.  

⇢ TRAINING :

officially reached her 18-month (1.5 year) anniversary as a nova trainee

has been taking part in sn project since the end of february

MONTH 1

lowkey had no idea what she was doing but tried to find ways to show her versatility as a performer

week 2 left her in a panic because what is rap???

was relieved to find herself in the SAFE group and gained more confidence going into the second month but was also sad to see her friends end up in the DANGER group / not getting to work with them

MONTH 2

had a smol breakdown during one of the private sessions because she was homesick and missed her friends and family

as a whole, was starting to feel a little burnt out but was also to stubborn to give up on working hard because she knew this was her one chance

on chaeyoung’s birthday, she realized that she was so focused on missing the people who weren’t there that she had forgotten about the people who were. their little mini celebration revitalized her some more and she’s thankful that they’re going through this together

was shocked to hear she was named MVP for this month ( tears were shed )

also had no clue an elimination was actually going to happen TT

lowkey anticipated being dropped down to the DANGER zone but now she’s determined to work even harder to finish strong and not lose her title

⇢ RELATIONSHIPS :

relationship with fellow trainees: part of her still worries whether all of the trainees like her. as a whole, she is very kind and polite to everyone, but she isn’t sure if the others think of her as anything more than just ... another trainee :c 

relationship with friends: currently nonexistent since she hasn’t been allowed to see them. she’s committed to spending her weekly call for the month of may to actually reach out to a few friends, particularly ones she’s worried about. with her birthday coming up, she’s sad to not be able to celebrate with them

relationship with family: they’ve all been super supportive of her since learning about her being on this project. solji’s relationship with her mother had been a bit strained around the time of her engagement, but now, that’s been restored and things have been going well. she’s been using her calls mostly to connect with her mother and son every week, which have been very uplifting for her

⇢ HEALTH :

T I R E D. that’s the only way to describe herself rn. she wants a break, but she also knows that they’re in the home stretch now and there’s definitely no break in sight

is thankful she has been healthy through this project

emotionally on a high right now so that’s good at least 

#( * updates. ) #( meh ... this was not written well but it's done ... lol )

[jinships-ideas]

BTS Run 36 - The Jin Harem

This is late by a few days but I finally sat my ass down to write it :D 

 Let’s begin~

We start it off with JINMIN!

It’s weird to see them without any distinct height difference...

STOP SLOUCHING JIN!

These 2 sure are sticking close to each other

DAMN, why do they both look so tiny?

Jin? TINY? 

A concept I like

Jinnie light tapping Chim while he was explaining to Hobi

Was the tap really necessary?

WAS IT?

Yes, Yes it was.

Look at how SMUG Tae looks

Jin was saying how he remembers Tae’s amazing Decorating/Plating skills

Proud Bub Tae is Proud

Really? They HAD to stick so close?

Well, I’m not complaining

Namjin leaning back to let Yoonmin take the paper

Their matching look as the two Smols stretch out for the teams

:’)

Tols looking smug at the smols

Firstly, Joon yawns

LET THEM REST PLEASE

WELL WELL WELL

WHAT DO WWE HAVE HERE?

Why it’s a yawning Jin!

I’m no expert in psychology but I have read that yawns are contagious 

BUT only when the influenced saw it.

So... Jin’s been looking at Joon huh?

Namjin’s hands

👀

Subtle but DAMN powerful

WE SEE EVERYTHING

ESPECIALLY LITTLE TOUCHES

NAMJIN YOU GUYS AIN’T SLICK

Wait...

Before:

After:

Joon just teleported beside Jin???

Wasn’t he between Yoongi and Tae?

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Sneaky Sneaky

Chim feeding Jinnie Ft. Envious looking Hobi

I’d do ANYTHING to be able to feed Jin

ANYTHING

Tae rubbing Jin’s arms and shoulders

DAMN TAE! REALLY? In front of all that kimchi?

(1 on of you said you liked the salad meme so... SHOUTOUT TO THAT 1 PERSON. To the rest of you? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ )

(One day i’ll insert a meme that’ll make all of you laugh.)

(But it is NOT TODAY)

Look how happy Taebub is!

ANYONE would be that happy with their hands on Worldwide Handsome-nim!

2SEOK 5!

Joonie:  내가 웃는게 웃는게 아니야 (It’s lyrics from a Lessang song called ‘I’m not laughing’)

He even did that ‘head tilt’ thing to show his doubt/hesitance

The domesticity is so overwhelming

LOVE IT

You guys...

There’s PLENTY of space around...

There is 0 need for y’all to stick together like glue...

Kind Chef-nim teaches the opponent team the proper technique but...

JK: Not watching/listening at all Hobi: Too busy joking around like the happy bub he is Chim: Too busy laughing at the happy bub’s joke

Pretty sure I’ve mentioned this already but

I LOVE NAMJIN 

Hobi and his Glib tongue~

Guys. THE KITCHEN IS HUGE

THERE IS NO NEED TO BE SO CLOSE TO ONE ANOTHER...

Also, Jin teaching Tae ‘basics’ to cooking

Tae: *caught in a wtf*

Joonie at the side is VERY impressed with Jin’s tips on cooking though 

Someone wants Chef-nim’s attention too huh?

I guess even monkeys fall from trees...

(It’s a Chinese saying...I THINK Yes, I know Mandarin)

Meaning: Even the best makes some mistakes

But... why does this look so familiar...

Flashback to Bon Voyage Season 2 Episode 4...

JOONIE DID THe SAMe THING 

Except Joon isn’t a monkey falling out of a tree

He’s more like a fish

Way out if his depth back then

Pouty Chef-nim~

It’s ok! I’m sure sesame seeds won't affect the taste too much! Besides, you can always just take them out!

Dumb and Dumber

Arguing about something insignificant

That’s what couples tend to do right?

Also, JIN! Why would you asked Joonie about a sense of length when he gave you ‘3cm’ spring onions that were practically uncut and at least 25cm long???

Namjin are definitely connected to onions

Every time there’s an onion, Namjin will most likely occur

ONIONS ARE A NAMJIN THING

The way Jin just wordlessly takes it from Joon to demonstrate how to cut it 

:’)

DOMESTIC AF

FOND!!!

Jin literally had 0 reaction when Yoongi and Hobi were fussing about the ‘taste of Japan’ 

BUT when Joonie joined in, Jin’s fond smile just 

:’)

HE TURNED TO JOONIE!

YOU CAN’T SAY HE AIN’T FOND OF THE BUB!

Hobi fooling around once again

Poking Jin when Chim asked for ‘Jin soy sauce’

Pokes are cute :)))

Pouting and heartbroken Jinnie at Chim’s ‘I don’t need him’

CHIM U LIAR 

YOU KNOW YOU WANT HIM 

WE ALL DO (Know and want him)

Jin sees Joonie chopping up the onions

Jin is processing what he is seeing

Jin finished processing the scene

Jin lets out a shout at Joonie

Joonie thinks as he looks at Jin ‘What have I done?’

Jin is so done

Jin nagging at how Joonie didn’t follow his instructions

HAHAHAH

I LOVE IT when he just talks so fast and rant XD 

Joonie tries winning back the favour of Chef-nim by being funny and cute with the other half of the onion he has left

IT WORKED!

Jin busy prepping his glass noodles but doesn’t forget to chip in how ‘Taehyung LOVES Tonkatsu’

Jin really thinks of Tae huh?

First the plating compliment and now he brings up how they are making food that is loved by Tae

Tae IS SO LOVED

This is the ‘pro at plating’ (by plating I mean plate selection... NOT actual plating of food)

In the background, You can see Namjin talking~

Joonie pops up SO QUICKLY at the request of Jin!

WHEN WILL I GET THIS DRAMA?

I NEED IT

NAMJIN ARE PERFECT ROM COM

Joonie ONCE AGAIN arrives immediately at the calling of Jin!

Ok. I’m not a great cook. I may not know much about proper cooking techniques and all

But like WHY TF would you just use your hands to drain something that was just boiled?

IQ148 my ass

Joonie turns into a fool in front of Jin

He already dipped his fingers in once and knew its hot

BUT because Jin reassured him that it isn’t he just put his hand in again...

BOY YOU A FOOL FOR LOVE

Joonie: The things I do for love...

I think Jin cursed???

His audio was cut off after he said ‘hot’...

And Joon laughed...

Foul Mouthed Jin is cute 

This post is just turning into a Namjon Galore...

Joonie in disbelief at how Jin IGNORED his advise for their dish 

I mean... can you blame Jin?

I need a better angle for this moment...

Preferably a front angle...

It’s for research purposes...

Chim responding to Jin’s comment from across the kitchen, in the midst of his busy cooking

This is Kim Namjoon MOCKING Tae for asking if he could cook rice in the baking oven

This is Kim Namjoon CHANGING TUNE after Jin said Tae could

Namjoon... You whipped man

Joonie having a bite at Jin’s ‘failed’ work

I WANT A NAMJIN ROM COM GDI!!!

Did Jin just ‘Fall for Namjoon’?

DID HE?

As if he hasn’t already

AWWW

Precious bub showing off his Heart sausage to chef-nim!

HOW IS HE SO ADORABLE???

It worked on Jin!

Look how brightly he is smiling at Hobi’s antics!

Meanwhile Joonie...

Joonie: HOW DARE YOU IN FRONT OF ALL OUR KIMCHI DISHES

I LOVE THEM 

T^T

Nyam Nyam (read this in Yoongi’s tone back in the chuseok run ep)

Jin accurately guesses what Joon did to ‘stir fry’ the noodles

They are too much for my heart

Look at these 2 cuties huddled over a bowl of piping hot noodles and mixing it

It’s painful but they still have smiles on their faces

Why?

Because they have each other

How much do you need for a ‘taste’?

Like that’s a huge ass mouthful...

Character development is having Joonie point the scissors in your direction and cutting something from your hands when in the previous episode you did NOT want him with scissors anywhere near you

I DON’T GET IT

HOW DO PEOPLE NOT SHIP NAMJIN???

Stay close you two 

STAY REAAAAAL CLOSE

I laughed too hard at this

NGL it looks kinda good

MATCHING Taejin, Yoonjin, and Namjin

Team ‘we have the 2 worst cooks but we made it work’

SO much space but They just want to be right next to each other~

This time it’s Yoonjin sticking together huh?

Jinnie laughing at Tae’s cute mistake at speaking~

Tae: At the end of the day, I got you to look my way so who’s the real winner?

Namjin eye contact while Jin is leaning into Yoongi

Bless this frame for giving us BOTH namjin and Yoonjin

Ok so let’s break this down

Jin is standing between Tae and Joon

So it makes sense for their hands to be around him

Tae Goes for the Worldwide shoulders

Joonie goes for the waist and back

But...there’s ANOTHER hand

It’s none other than Yoongi who is standing ACROSS from Jin...

Logically speaking, Yoongi’s hand should be around Joon and Tae...

But it’s around Jin’s WAIST instead...

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Tae has his hands on those Worldwide shoulders AGAIN

FINALLY some jinkook-ish moments!

Both of them huddling over food

THEY LOOK SO ALIKE 

WTF

Jinkook: In food we unite

Literally everyone has stopped munching but jinkook...

They LOVE their food

Ahhh now Chim is sticking close to Jin 

HE IS SO FOND OF CHIM

THE DOTING LOOK HE HAS FOR CHIM 

I LOVE THEM

Their hands...

awfully close ain’t it?

In my honest opinon, this episode seemed a bit dry compared to the other episodes... The idea seemed re-used but I guess we were jsut too overfed recently ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

There weren’t as much jin harem moments (except for namjin though, bless namjin) BUT we still got a decent amount so I’m glad ^^

Hope you guys enjoyed~

Until Next time~

#namjin #yoonjin #taejin #jinmin #jinkook #2seok #bts run #bts incorrect quotes #bts scenarios #bts imagines #bts reactions #jin harem #jinship #hoseok #namjoon #seokjin #jin #jhope #rm #rap monster #jungkook #jimin #suga #yoongi #v #taehyung #bangtan #bts

[onisionhurtspeople]

i’m 100% for lainey labeling their gender in whatever way feels right for them, dressing however feels right, and using whatever pronouns feel right. i’m not gonna doubt or question their identity or anyone else’s. what rubs me the wrong way is how they emulate and almost fetishize the “teen” aesthetic. when they’ve said they look like a 12 year old boy and implied that it was attractive/hot/a good thing, i was kinda creeped out. idk how to explain it but i think it sends a really bad message.

Ah, yeah, that’s another thing I’ve been considering writing about for a while: how much Lainey seems to fetishize adolescence. Get ready for another one of my pointless tl;drs that nobody ever reads or cares about, y’all!

If Lainey was removed from the context surrounding the reasons why we all spend so much time scrutinizing her behavior in the first place, I doubt most people would have a problem with the fact that she seems almost pathologically obsessed with portraying herself as a 15-year-old girl in both style and personality, rather than as the 23-year-old wife and mother of two that she is. 

But the issue, of course, is that Lainey’s preferences do not exist in a vacuum; they mean something, and that’s what we’re here to analyze. She is married to a man who fetishizes teenage girls himself, because they’re easier to control and manipulate. She indulges in, and relates to, a culture that heavily emphasizes youth and immaturity (referring to boyfriends as “daddy”, having a DDlg (Daddy Dom/little girl) fetish, being “taken care of” by men (and treated like a little princess in bed), constantly alluding to not knowing what they’re doing in life, assuming a guileless pose in selfies that reflect a certain youthful confusion and spontaneity, constantly referencing their childlike habits (”touch my butt and buy me pizza”, “I have no idea what I’m doing”, “im a crybaby” flavors of meme), dressing like a 12-year-old in overalls, children’s Pokemon panties, and pastel-colored hair and clothing with simplistic, childlike patterns, etc - not that I think there’s anything inherently wrong with any of these things, but all of these pieces of the puzzle fit together to paint the picture of a person who is unhealthily obsessed with living out their life as a teenager. You guys know the ~aesthetic~ that I’m trying to drive at here).

She indulges in cultural trends targeted towards children and young teens. Her entire personality revolves around sensitivity, helplessness, passivity; she exudes anxiety, uncertainty, and confusion; and openly discusses being so sensitive that she becomes completely overwhelmed by even the most simple of tasks that adults are expected to be able to do. And again, I’m not saying that these are inherently negative traits (although obviously when these qualities run your life, it can become problematic); but Lainey seems almost proud of these traits. She’s more than just open about it. She brags about them. She romanticizes them. She constructs elaborate internal fantasies around them. Her entire identity revolves around being a ~smol sensitive anxious space prince daddy~. 

On top of all these things, almost everybody that she hangs out with or considers to be her friend (from Sarah, who lives with her, all the way down to the girls who she interacts with on Discord) is a teenager. She does not speak to women her own age. It’s bizarre. I used to have a friend who was quite a bit younger than me, by three and a half years - the first time we met in real life was on her 16th birthday, and I was 19, almost 20; and despite the fact that we were best friends and that I had so many other friends my own age, there was a very obvious and noticeable difference in our maturity levels. I’m not saying that uneven friendships like this can’t work or are inherently inappropriate, but again, within the context of Lainey’s life, it’s an enormous red flag that she seems to be unable to relate with women her own age, and can only form friendships with teenage girls between the ages of 15 and 21. Even outside of the context of her marriage (because let’s not forget that she’s married to a man who openly admits to having a sexual preference for young women, because they’re at “peak fertility” according to him), the fact that she relates the most with teenage girls is a huge indication that Lainey herself is either a) extremely mature, b) purposely seeks to enter uneven friendships with younger girls because it balances the friendship in her favor, giving her more power and control (which wouldn’t surprise me if true, given that she’s married to Onision - she needs to be able to exercise control in SOME way), c) is emotionally stunted and frozen at the age of ~18 due to Onision’s influence on her psychological development, or d) a sexual predator who herself prefers teenage girls. I’m sure everybody has their own theory on why this is, but personally I think it’s probably a mixture of all four, with option c being the most prominent motivation. 

I think Lainey projects herself onto teenage girls because she feels very much unprepared for this world, threatened by it, and does not trust her own ability to navigate adulthood successfully. In this regard, I think Greg managed to find almost a perfect partner for himself - a girl who is trapped in her adolescence in perpetuity (largely by choice, but partly through direction by Onision), who purposely cuts herself off from growing and learning and emerging as a young adult because it’s less dangerous and challenging for her to remain within her psychological safe zone, being coddled like a baby and completely controlled and taken care of by Greg, who looks after all of the hard things in her life that she struggles with (doing taxes, making money, going outside to get groceries, paying bills, interacting with strangers, making appointments, earning a living wage) - all of the practical, adult things that Lainey is terrified of doing, because it’s so overwhelming to her. Greg, of course, loves this. Lainey is his ideal partner: a woman who needs to be with a man like him, who defines her entire identity for her. A man who directs her, tells her what to do, is domineering and aggressive, and who makes all of her decisions for her. Tells her what to do, who to be, what to feel, how to act. A man who has complete control over every aspect of her life. A narcissist (him) and an inverted narcissist, or codependent (her). 

And so this is why Lainey is so obsessed with portraying herself as a teenager. Teenagers hit that sweet spot in between childhood and adulthood that Lainey feels trapped by in perpetuity. On the one hand, she is not a child - she is a sexual being; she has kinks, and preferences, and desires to express herself and her sexual identity. On the other hand, though, neither is she an adult - she is immature, self-absorbed, has an unstable sense of self, doesn’t know who she is, hypersensitive, anxious, gets overwhelmed easily, indulges often in her learned helplessness, and makes no attempt to change any of this - she revels in her dysfunction; she romanticizes it. And there is no age that typifies this combination of traits better than a teenage girl does. She doesn’t just relate to teenagers; she wants to be a teenager, forever–and in some ways, she really is, because the interference of Greg on Lainey’s emotional, psychological, social, and sexual growth has had a catastrophic impact on her development. She is essentially a 16-year-old girl trapped within the body of a 23-year-old mother of two. And that’s exactly what she wants. 

I think what’s ultimately going to be what destroys Greg and Lainey’s marriage is that eventually, Lainey is going to be too old for Greg, and he’s going to feel compelled to pick up another 17-, 18-, and 19-year-old girl again from his existing pool of die-hard fans. Already it’s quite apparent that Greg is bored of Lainey (as evidenced by the fact that he is still actively trying to find women to cheat on her with, even after what happened with Billie); but once the cost of maintaining her becomes more expensive than the cost of replacing her with a new, hot, young, alternative, impressionable teenage girl, he will do what he tried to do once before with Billie, and eject Lainey in favor of a new wife to manipulate. And the whole process will start all over again, until the day that either Greg dies, or he becomes incapable of drawing in new women. And at that point, sadly, the fact that Lainey is still a teenager - but only on the inside - will end up becoming the most painful struggle of her life, when she is forced to take on all of the adult responsibilities that Greg currently carries for her, and realizes that she is dangerously under-qualified to live her life as an adult woman instead of a pampered, permanent 16-year-old girl. 

(Sadly - or maybe luckily - I think that Lainey is the type of woman who needs to be in a relationship with someone like Greg (an inverted narcissist; in other words, a codependent), so I guess here’s to hoping that when this inevitably happens, she will quickly find herself a new narcissist to date and define her entire identity for her, I suppose?)

Press F to pay respects for this ridiculously, unnecessarily long fucking essay that I just wrote that NOBODY is going to read. Praise the Noodle Lord. Amen. 

#onision #laineybot #anti onision #anti-onision #narcissism #npd #still gonna use the npd tag #deal with it

[bakugou-tm]

Since you write for OC's could you write a scenario with my OC Amelia and Bakugou? Maybe soemthing cute and sweet, like baking together or just a lazy afternoon together? Thank u again and best of luck with the blog! :D

Of course I love your OC she’s the perfect mixture of badass and smol bean. 

BakugouxOC (Amelia)

All was tranquil in the UA dorms, which doesn’t happen very often. Most weekends are filled with rowdy students getting excited for the weekend ahead or stressed students freaking out over the difficult tests planned on Monday.

For once most students took advantage of the sunny day to go off campus for a day of fun. Since the springtime weather left a bitter sweet cold to the Japanese city; whenever the sun was out, so were the students of UA.

The maroon haired girl didn’t even awaken from her slumber— since the usual chaos of the building was absent— until the sweet smell of cinnamon overwhelmed senses causing her blue eyes to blink open.

“What on Earth is that.” Amelia whispered to herself, her voice still groggy from her deep sleep as she began to sit up in her bed stretching her back out.

Usually the mornings were evil to her but after long she couldn’t resist the sweet scent any longer and rolled from her bed to the cold floors beneath her. The young girl allowed a hiss to escape her lips as the floor melted against her warm feet; wasting no time to slip on some socks.

While normally she would’ve slipped on her white cloak before ever leaving the dorm, she figured this early in the morning it didn’t matter what she was wearing. Instead she remained in her blue pj pants and t-shirt as she stumbled out the door to the kitchen.

Once her foot reached the final step she blinked a bit to let her eyes dilate to the new light shining in her face before looking around the living room to find it empty, not a trace of anyone in sight. 

Continuing on she shuffled her feet against the cold floor in her fuzzy socks to protect her from the ice like tile beneath her into the kitchen where she found a familiar spiky haired boy standing in front of the oven.

Amelia smiled softly at her boyfriend as he worked his magic in the kitchen, for such a rough boy nobody would expect his hobby to be cooking of all things, but here he was fixing breakfast better than Gordan Ramsay.

An intentional cough escaped her lips to catch the boy’s attention causing him to shift his head back and notice his girlfriend huddled up next to the door watching him.

“I knew these cinnamon roles would wake you up, you fucking cow.” Bakugou huffed in a raspy voice, still somewhat fresh from waking up.

To most people they would have been greatly offended or ran out in tears at his offensive comment, but Amelia was simply amused as she raised an eyebrow to the snappy boy and walked over to him.

“Good morning to you too my love.” Amelia muttered hugging him from behind as she buried her face into his toned back.

She felt the boy freeze up for a second before relaxing under her touch, letting out a quiet huff as he continued to cook the delicious pastries.

“Don’t fucking touch me shitty girl.” But even as he said this he made no move to push her away, secretly enjoying the warm embrace of his girlfriend.

Amelia laughed gingerly at his comment, kissing the nape of his neck before sliding off of him and over to the fridge where she opened it with a yawn.

“Are you making those delicious treats for little old me?” The small girl questioned as she grabbed the bottle of orange juice from the fridge and set it on the counter before opening up the cabinet.

Bakugou scoffed at her question before the timer went off, signaling that the delicious smelling buns were finally done.

“Well these fucking sacks of diabetes aren’t for me so take a damn guess.” 

Amelia glared to him as she reached up to grab a glass from the cabinet and began pouring herself some orange juice.

“Your loss, I’ll enjoy my diabetes fresh and sweet.” The girl replied tartly, her blue eyes gleaming to him as she hopped up on the counter next to the tray of warm cinnamon roles.

“Can you get off the damn counter, people make food on this they don’t need your fat ass all over it.” Bakugou hissed as he took the cups of icing from the microwave and walked next to you with a knife to spread the icing on the buns.

The comment was enough to leave Amelia’s mouth agape until a clever reply popped into her head just in time.

“I’m pretty sure most people would think this fat ass was… rather delicious.” Amelia purred as she dipped her finger into the icing with a devious grin.

The ashy blond’s eyes widened, face flushed, as he looked up to her devious grin in shock of her comment. Amelia just stuck the icing covered finger in her mouth and winked down to the embarrassed boy who let out a chorus of curse words that made her die of laughter.

“Just eat your damn breakfast before I fucking light your ass on fire.” Bakugou growled once he finished covering the cinnamon roles in icing and walked over to the sink to wash his hands.

For once the girl couldn’t argue with his words, excited to try his homemade sweets. She had to admit it had been awhile since she popped one of these babies in her mouth, even though her uncle gave off deadly vibes he made Pillsbury cinnamon roles like a god.

“Hm, lets see if your cooking skills live up to what I’ve been told…” Amelia said receiving a glare from the boy before lifting one up and taking a bite.

At first she received no reaction, but that was short lived. Once the warm bread sunk into her teeth and the glazed icing melted into her mouth a rather loud moan of pleasure escaped her lips that she wasn’t expecting at all.

“Oh my…” Amelia started, staring down to the roll before looking over to Bakugou who’s crimson eyes stared back at her awaiting the reaction.

Quickly she took another bite, and another bite until she finished the entire roll; her blue eyes rolling back to her head in delight.

“Katsuki, this is the best thing I have ever tasted in my life.” Amelia said licking the remaining icing from her fingers as the spiky haired boy walked over to her; a smirk dancing across his face as she fed his ego more. 

“Damn right they’re the best thing you’ve ever had, I fucking made them.” Bakugou responded as he moved himself in between her legs that rested lazily on the counter.

Amelia laughed at his sudden burst of confidence, pecking at his lips softly before grabbing another cinnamon role and took another much needed bite.

“Seriously you’ve got to have one of these, they’re just too good not to.” The blue eye girl told her boyfriend who stared up to her in admiration. 

The way her blue eyes lit up every time she took another bite made his heart skip a beat, making it worth getting up at the crack of dawn to make them.

“I told you I can’t eat those damn things, they are just too sweet for me.” Bakugou responded honestly, though his typical scowl was still plastered across his face.

His girlfriend’s lips formed into a frown of defeat, knowing the boy wasn’t a fan of sweets in general until she grinned, an idea forming into her head.

“No sweets at all? Are you sure?” Amelia questioned, taking a final bite out of the gooey role, allowing the icing to drip from her lips.

Bakugou already understood her devious plan, clicking his tongue before he forced his lips on her own, allowing her own soft lips to melt into his own chapped ones.

The ashy blond would never admit it but the sweet icing he was able to lick from her tender lips did make his senses go wild, he really did cook well.

Amelia scooted herself more towards the edge of the counter while her arms slid up his chest around his neck holding him close to herself while his own arms snaked around her waist.

Once broken up, the two’s foreheads rested against each other while their pants were the only sounds occupying the room.

“You’re so needy you know that?” Bakugou growled to her as she laughed, her warm breath dancing against his lips before she kissed his cheek softly and ran her fingers through his surprisingly soft hair.

“Thank you for the breakfast babe, it was very nice.” Amelia whispered with a genuine smile, making the boy scoff and dart his eyes away from her own mesmerizing blue ones.

“Yeah whatever, I knew you would just be complaining all fucking morning that you were hungry so I figured I would save myself the trouble.” The boy hissed trying to play it off as he moved away from her and grabbed a towel to start cleaning up.

Amelia hopped off the counter with a bright smile on her face as she grabbed a box to put the left over cinnamon roles in.

The mornings like these never ceased to remind Amelia how lucky she had been to find such an amazing boy to spend the rest of her life with.

#katsuki bakugou #bakugou #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #bakugou x oc

[allaboutwannaone-blog]

enemies to lovers!sungwoon 

genre: fluff word count: 2.0k summary: would you listen to your heart, or your mind in the face of love? author’s note: first scenario up, sorry if its too cringey (´・ω・`)  /edits are mine!/

• well *claps three times sassily*

• iTs hA sAeng uN tiMe

• sungwoon was,,, really just like any other classmate (who sits behind you)

• aside from his obnoxiously stupid loud voice (which you’ll grow to love shh)

• and his stupid round glasses that dEfiNiteLy dIdN’T sUiT hIm aT aLL???!! (inserts overly used spongebob meme)

• and his stupid lips that look like clouds (and probably tastes like them too) 

• and his stupidly sparkly eyes and his stupidly cute height and jUst uGh

• come to think of it he was never really a normal person and you were just a wee bit attracted to him JUST A WEE BIT A WEE BIT 

• but ever since this argument you had in front of the entire class,, the wee feelings you thought you had for him disappeared (did it really??) because boi he is annoying  눈_눈 

• it was literature class and your teacher!jisung was asking a question about whether you should follow your heart or your mind when making a choice 

• jisung: “so…y/n, what do you think?”

• you: “actually, i personally think that thinking with your mind is a better option because it will lead you to making a more rational choice, since your heart may make risky decisions based on your emotions. following your heart will not work well in situations that are pressurising.”

• jisung: “brilliant, any other opinions, class?”

• sungwoon: “well, actually, i personally think that your argument is flawed because your mind is logical and logic follows the conventional way of thinking. you’ll never get to go out of your comfort zone! you’ll never take any risk! that’s why you have to think with your heart. think, think!”

• oH HO aH HA *rubs hands in glee* D RA M A

• you: “but taking risks will get you into trouble!”

• sungwoon: “well that’s because you’re a goody-two-shoes!”

• you: “says the one who hasn’t skipped school before.”

• him: “says the one who never fails to hand up your homework on time.”

• you both: “sAYS THE ONE-“

• jisung, exasperatedly: “ALRIGHT CLASS, LET’S SETTLE DOWN, NO FIGHTING BECAUSE YOU GUYS ARE UNDERAGE.” 

• ok but he’s secretly shipping you guys together because oo you both noticed each other’s habits in school mHmMmMmMmm!m

• anyway

• that was the beginning of the hatred between the two of you,, you were like bij what the feck 

• queueing for food in the cafeteria? sungwoon secretly slips in front of you when you're distracted,, talking to your friends

• you confront him about it - but he acts like he doesn't know anything even though the small smirk on his face tells you otherwise,, and that infuriated you to no end

• having lessons? you turn behind and ‘accidentally’ knock over his pencil case to pass him papers teachers give out 

• you feel bad whenever he has to pick everything back up but your pride ain't gonna let you stoop that low to help the enemy so you just kind of just signal to your lab partner baejin to help him and he's always ʘ‿ʘ because he knows something’s up but only for a moment as he remembers you have the video of him headbanging on top of a table once because he didn't hear you entering his dorm room,,,bUT THATS A STORY FOR ANOTHER TIME

• however,, one day when you were going home after long gruelling hours in prison (jk school), you decided to take a detour to a convenience store since you are a thirstin’ and hungry hoe 

• after spending eons deciding on which snack to buy (you ended up buying one of each of the five types you painstakingly shortlisted), you finally decided to go and pay

• bUT GUESS WHO YOU SAW ????? (cues the ‘no shit, sherlock’s)

• yes it is,,, HA SUNGWOON1!1!1!!1!1!1!!

• but he wasn't alone

• was he with a girlfriend????? boyfriend????

• NO!!

• he was with an old lady

• and well, being the nosy person you are, you crept closer forward to figure out what they're saying in front of a pissed off cashier while pretending to look at the drinks

• old lady: “i’m sorry, i do not have enough money to pay for everything. are you sure there's no discount for the elderly? i have the card with me-”

• cashier, rudely cuts in: “this is the second time you're asking me that, and the answer is. still. no. fix your hearing, will you?”

• sungwoon: “fix you manners, will you? i’ll pay for her as well so shut the hell up and start being polite, will you?”

• the mildly stunned cashier decided to shut the hell up and started being polite; scanning their items and even bowed to them after they left.

• however, all you noticed was the blinding smile sungwoon gave to the lady.

• it made you feel things

• good things

• something sort of like…butterflies in your stomach

• your mind tells you to sTOP THINKING OF FRATERNISING WITH YOUR ENEMY THAT’S A BIG NO-NO

• …but your heart speaks otherwise

• you decided to leave the store after purchasing your goods (not without giving the cashier a stink eye) not long after ,, and surprise, surprise!

• you knocked your forehead against the chin of someone (that someone has an unbelievably sharp chin and it probably left a dent in your skull) coming into the store

• and it was,,, sungwoon?? again??

• him: “wait, you…were in there the whole time?”

• you: *blinks* *nods dazedly*

• him: “oh…um, i, um forgot to buy my milk and you’re, um, blocking the entrance?”

• you: “oh.” *doesn’t budge*

• you, 10 seconds later: “youdidwellbacktheregoodjobokbye” *runs away*

• you realised that that was actually your first conversation with him that didn't include any fighting…and you screwed it up 

• but why do you even care about that?? like, who cares if you talk to him??

• “you do.” your smol beating heart whispers.

• and that was the day you started falling for him.

• you started noticing how he always seemed to pick up your pen whenever you try some cool tricks which often resulted in it flying backwards (and hitting him once but you swear it was an accident)

• how he never fails to try his best and give you constructive feedback whenever the teacher told you guys to switch papers to mark (even though he’ll always add in some snarky remarks like “hah betcha didn't listen in class”)

• how he defends his friends when they get laughed at for not knowing how to answer questions at times 

• how his lips look so full and cloud-like 

• but what about him, then? does he feel the same?

• honestly,, the day you ran away after complimenting was the incident that really got him thinking that hey i’m really am whipped

• yes that's rIGHT

• he liked you even before that incident because you looked cute bickering with him (he thought you resembled a smol angry bird)

• and that day just,, confirmed his suspicions that he really likes you

• but he was scared,,

• that you’ll reject him because in his opinion,, you looked like you hated him a lot

• he had no idea how to rectify that because honestly bothering you was the only way he could keep talking to you 

• bUt hAh jokes on both of you guys because you like each other 

• hOWEVER, THERE WAS A PROBLEM

• none of you are budging to make the first move even though you guys keep staring at each other across the cafeteria 

• small accidental (🤔🤔) brushes of hands when passing down assignments make you feel fuzzy inside 

• shy smiles are now exchanged instead of mock glares anD eveRyoNe around y’all is just like “feck this tension between you guys, i’ll die before y’all even kiss”

• and you're just “…hAhh no he doesn't like me…NOT THAT I LIKE HIM EITHER” (baejin: ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°))

• to make sure that everyone lives to see you guys become an item,, sungwoon’s and your friends decided to hatch a plan to get you guys together (they deadass created a group chat for it called ‘we are gonna make this happen’ what jokes)

• …that's why you find yourself pacing up and down the garden in your school (it's monstrous and no lie you were kinda afraid of it but nvm) because your bestie told you to meet her there after eating lunch and you're just like ?? i thought you had a meeting 

• her: stfu nobody asked for your opinion jUst gO aLonG wiTh tHe fLoW jk i love you

• when you finally heard the crunching of leaves and twigs, you launched into your rant like bRUH I’VE BEEN WAITING HERE FOR TWENTY MINUTES WHY ARE-

• unknown: “…sorry?”

• you, a stuttering and blushing mess: “oh-h sor-ry i thought you were my b-best friend because i was supposed to b-be meeting her here.”

• sungwoon, a tad shyly: “wait, what? my friends told me to meet them here too!”

• you: “…oh. guess we have to wait together…then.”

• after five minutes of agonising awkwardness (istg the both of you were dying to speak but it was like there was this invisible barrier), you couldn't take it anymore 

• you: “um, so-”

• sungwoon, at the same time, loudly: “UM, SO-“

• you: “ok you go first”

• him: “no you go first”

• you: “no YOU go first”

• him: “fine”

• you: “fine”

• you: “why aren't you speaking????”

• you, looking over worriedly at the flustered boy: “did you become mute??? are you sick?? your ears are turning red!!!!!”

• him, after a one minute mental pep talk: “okay so you're one of the dumbest persons i've ever met but you're also one of the prettiest too and i've been waiting to say this for the past few months but i really like you a lot but i know that you hate me and want me to be banished to the other side of the world and i'll back off if you don't like me which is a highly possible answer but i like you a lot and fuck why am i rambling”

• you: “wait shut up and let me process what you just said”

• you: *processes for a long time because yOU CANT BELIEVE YOUR CRUSH LIKED YOU BACK*

• him: “…oooookay i’m about to be rejected i should skedaddle away right now”

• and honestly you felt like you could burst but no you can't burst because then you'll never be his girlfriend so you try to keep your guts from exploding 

• but sungwoon was already leaving ,,, you have to takE A C TION 

• so you ran up to him and told him that you actually reciprocate his feelings ,, and you gave him the best hug you could ever give (one that u reserved for only your soft toys and well technically sungwoon is as soft as a soft toy so it makes sense)

• HE WAS SHOCKED, SURPRISED, STUNNED, SHOOK, SURPRISED, SHOCKED (…what else i am not a living thesaurus ffs) 

• his heart was doing that little jump thingy whenever he was around you like “!1!1!!1!????!1!!!!” and he was so happy he wanted to turn around and kiss you but 

• AT THAT MOMENT BEFORE YOU GOT TO TASTE HIS CLOUD LIKE LIPS

• you heard the rustling of leaves and a group of people climbed out of their hiding spots in bushes, behind plants, trees, a random beach chair

• daniel: HEY HEY HEY KEEP IT PG-13 OR THE POLICE WILL COME

• baejin: yEA WE HAVE A BABY HERE *points to daehwi*

• jihoon: and we won't want to scar our eyes lololol no offence to you y/n this is directed to our hyung

• your bestie: i KNEW THIS WAS A GOOD IDEA

• ,,,and that was the end of your fiasco in the garden (not without those bright smiles from your boyfriend that could actually save the world and a few pecks sneaked in) 

• BUT IT WAS JUST THE BEGINNING OF THE CUTEST RELATIONSHIP EVER WITH SUNGWOON, AN ANGEL,,

• and you realised that hey you thought with your heart when you confessed to him lmao

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Tucker and Lina? Is that a ship?..........IT IS NOW!

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(Everything’s a ship fam. Sharklina’s a ship. I’ve even seen Counselor/Lina which lbr is a bit weird. And there were The Dark Days but we don’t talk about those.)

          Who’s the Big Spoon and who’s the Little Spoon?

Given that I personally go by the “Carolina’s a fuckin’ giant” headcanon and most Tuckers I’ve seen/interacted with go by “He’s smol and will fite u” Tucker’s probs the lil spoon in this situation. Except, in a domestic AU, if we assume this is, say, a modern AU, my ‘Lina’s a giant’ headcanons aren’t nearly as strong, so... It could probably switch back and forth a little more, then, but she’s still probs gonna be the big spoon most of the time.

          What’s their favorite Non-Sexual Activity?

Shootin’ the shit. Which. Is a phrase for ‘sitting around and chatting about life’ if you aren’t familiar with it. I’d say with a beer but thanks to an anon I got a few years back I headcanon Lina as intolerant to Citric Acid which. kinda restricts that. When they actually wanna do something... Carolina’s always up for a jog, if Tucker’s up for it, and they’d probably play some video games together - one of the few areas where Tucker can probably match her levels of competitiveness.

          Who uses all the hot water?

I’d be surprised if they didn’t compete over it, to be quite frank.

          What’s the most trivial thing they fight over?

What to call their signature color(s) and whether or not they are in fact the same color.

          Who does most of the cleaning?

Probably Carolina. Tucker’s pretty good at getting her to chill out, but at the end of the day she still gets very stressed if she doesn’t feel she has some form of control over her environment - and a mess is a level of chaos that irritates her a great deal. I’m sure Tucker would help if and when it came up, but Carolina’s usually on top of things enough that he doesn’t really have to. She does appreciate if he avoids making MORE of a mess, though.

          Who controls the Netflix queue?

Lina doesn’t really watch a lot, so I’m inclined to say Tucker, because I can see him having a lot of his favorite movies in it.

          Who calls the super/landlord when the heat’s not working?

I could see either of them doing this, honestly, but Carolina’s more likely to do it first, for many of the same reasons as she’d be on top of the cleaning.

          Who steals the blankets?

I imagine they’d end up playing a tug of war with them, honestly, before eventually just getting two different sets of blankets.

          Who leaves their stuff around?

Honestly, either of them might, but Tucker’s probably more likely to do so, again, by proxy of “Carolina likes to keep control of her environment”.

          Who remembers to buy the milk?

Carolina, almost undoubtedly. She’s really on top of this ‘take care of the house’ thing, honestly. It’s kind of scary.

          Who remembers anniversaries?

Depends on if either of them are sentimental enough to do so. Carolina usually isn’t, but if Tucker has expressed that anniversaries are important to him, she’ll put in a bit of effort to do so. Honestly, though, I can’t see Tucker caring all that much about it either though.

          Who cooks normally?

Tucker, probably. Carolina’s decent at cooking, but not good, and Tucker probably has enough experience from being the most stable member of blue team (including how long people have been there and how consistently they’ve been there; sorry Church but you’re kind of gone like ALL THE TIME).

          How often do they fight?

Probably a little more as time goes on before they get into a routine of things. I can easily see Tucker being too intimidated to say much at first, but gradually getting more and more confident in expressing herself - and she’d respect that, even if she’s not really good at... Altering her routine, for lack of a better phrase. She does try, but as Church has demonstrated in canon, it can take a lot to break her out of her defenses and get her to listen.

Once a routine that’s good for both of them is established, though, it’s probably a little calmer.

          What do they do when they’re away from each other?

Honestly I have a very poor grasp of Tucker’s character if that hasn’t come across yet, so... Probably the same as normal? I mean, I’m sure they’d think about one another, but Tucker would probably be of the ‘she can handle herself’ mindset and she’d probs be the same, so I doubt there’d be any worry. They’d probably just end up hanging out with friends. Or, Tucker would. Lina might end up isolating a little.

          Nicknames for each other?

Lina’s not good at nicknames but I’m sure Tucker has several.

          Who is more likely to pay for dinner?

I can see either way honestly. Carolina would insist because she’s got a better idea of where she stands financially, but Tucker might because that’s “Just what the guy does” and he’s gotta treat his lady right (which honestly Carolina doesn’t like but if he insists-)

          Who steals the covers at night?

This is a repeated question, actually. Pretty sure it’s identical to ‘who steals the blankets’.

          What would they get each other for gifts?

Lina would probs get Tucker little doodads and souvenirs from wherever she travels to - the more cool and/or unusual the better- and I imagine he’d get her flowers. Not a very permanent gift, but she fucking loves them, and besides, permanent gifts mean clutter and she doesn’t need that in her life. Jewelry is good too, though, if he decides to aim high. When you can pick the dandelions in the yard and please her, though, why?

          Who kissed who first?

Probably Carolina. I can see Tucker wanting to, but secretly being a bit cowed by her. She has that effect on people, and it is, in fact, very intentional.

          Who made the first move?

Either of them could. I could see Tucker doing it because he’s. Tucker. But I could also see Lina doing it to throw Tucker off his groove and see how he recovers, and then just watching where things go from there.

          Who remembers things?

They’re actually both very good at this, which is nice - it means they can both relax just a little because one of them is probably going to remember.

          Who started the relationship?

See ‘Who made the first move’.

          Who cusses more?

Tucker.

          What would they do if the other was hurt?

I can see Tucker being far more panicked than Carolina - on either side. Carolina would get hurt and Tucker would be freaking out making sure she was okay and she’d end up calling the hospital herself because he’d be so panicked he forgot. If Tucker was hurt, she’d honestly probably seem a bit distant and uncaring to him purely because her number one priority is making sure the situation is taken care of - then making sure he’s doing alright. Unfortunately, given that Tucker seems like he’d be a bit panicked, this might not be the best trade off.

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