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mitsies · 2 years

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jealousy, jealousy! ; jujutsu kaisen

what they're like when they get jealous!

suguru geto, yuji itadori, toge inumaki, megumi fushiguro, kento nanami, satoru gojo, maki zenin, yuta okkotsu

; suguru geto -

‣ geto doesn't get jealous very often

‣ he's super chill with this kind of stuff- if someone's flirting with you, he'll casually do something couple-ish or mention something about your relationship

‣ once the person realizes that the two of you are dating, they tend to back off, no problem! it's not a huge deal, geto would flirt with you too if he saw you !!

‣ but if this person doesn't stop bugging you ?

‣ suddenly they are a criminal wanted dead or alive. he's glaring at them so hard that they could feel his stare scorching holes into their brain

‣ he's still not making a huuuge deal of it but he's most definitely more annoyed than before

‣ geto will subtly angle his body so he's in front of you and gently steer the conversation (and you!!) away

‣ and if that doesn't work? he literally just grabs your hand and tugs you away LMFAO

‣ he has all the patience in the world when it comes to you !! but when it comes to anyone else, especially anyone interfering with the two of you he has the shortest fuse known to man

‣ like suddenly he cannot STAND this person and if they look at him the wrong way he's gonna kick them in the face til their teeth fall out

‣ u get the idea

‣ overall a mild 6/10 on the jealousy scale!!

; yuji itadori -

‣ oh my gosh this poor dude

‣ he doesn't even realize he should be jealous

‣ like does that make sense??? he just... doesn't think to be jealous. at all.

‣ it doesnt cross his mind for some reason (bc he's a dumbass)

‣ but then he'll notice some little tiny detail- like something so minuscule even you don't notice

‣ and he will get SOO CLINGY like literally attached to u at the waist, laying on top of you, coming up with bullshit excuses to get u to leave- THE WHOLE SHEBANG

‣ he will NOT leave u alone and will openly admit his jealousy and bug u about it for, like, ever

‣ if someone was hitting on u? he doesn't even realize they're flirting with you until you subconsciously shrink away from their lingering touch and BAM

‣ "actually wait babe, baby, my love, love of my life, honey, babe, my amazing wonderful partner who I'm so in love with, i have an appointment to get my nails done at.. right now. we have to go"

‣ u know he's lying. he knows he's lying. the other person knows he's lying. but like.. what can you do?

‣ 10 minutes later, you're both at a random nail salon??? and he has pink acrylics that will break off in probably 20 minutes!

‣ gotta appreciate the commitment at least

‣ overall yuji gets a solid 4/10 on the scale - less bc he usually just doesn't have a reaction to jealousy LOL!

; toge inumaki -

‣ inumaki oh inumaki..

‣ he gets pretty envious sometimes

‣ it doesn't happen very often- he's usually really chill when it comes to his feelings !!

‣ if something makes him a lil jealous, he just separates himself from the situation or , ironically, communicates with u to tell you what's up

‣ i get the vibes that inumaki is pretty in tune with his feelings- his being unable to talk has led to a lot of internal dialogue + analysis of his feelings

‣ so he knows how to talk about them !!

‣ but sometimes when he's having a real garbage day and something makes him jealous

‣ he just internalizes it and lets it build up as upset and hurt

‣ leads to him feeling lowkey like insecure ..

‣ but at the end of the day once he's calmed, he'll tell you everything and it all works out

‣ he loves u so much and he just gets frustrated sometimes and thats A OKAY!

‣ i'll give him a 5/10 because he usually doesn't give af

; megumi fushiguro -

‣ megumi gets jealous like very jealous 100%

‣ this has a lot to do with his inability to work through his feelings

‣ because of that, he won't say ANYTHINGGG when he's jealous like 0 words out of him ever at all

‣ he's all broody and mopey and emo until you bug him- then, he'll talk but not to tell you he's annoyed and jealous- it's to tell u to STFU

‣ but you get an idea of how he's feeling when you notice- he's clinging to you a little more than usual

‣ he gravitates to your side whereas he's usually more independent, just standing over your shoulder looking depressed ngl

‣ because of how observant megumi is, he sees how some random person is cozying up to you and getting a little too friendly

‣ he knows nothing will ever come of it but he gets like??? frustrated i think is the right way to put it

‣ not at you, but the situation

‣ mfer is DAMN GOOD at hiding it though

‣ like you could go HOURS. DAYS even. without noticing something's upsetting him LMFAO

‣ overall kinda pathetic but kinda cute

‣ 9/10 on the jealousy scale!

; kento nanami -

‣ he is such a saint. oh my GOD he is a saint

‣ literally just stands there and keeps going about his day as if he doesn't care. he does.

‣ if it REALLLY bothers him he might tell you

‣ but for the most part, he is chill and whatnot

‣ think: housewife

‣ it's kind of repulsive how patient he is when it comes to u like EW i want him

‣ it takes a lotttt to get on his nerves

‣ if that happens he's still all kind about it- will just nonchalantly mention he's not a big fan of ur friend (who u didn't notice was lowkey flirting with u)

‣ won't say anything more because he's LAME and doesn't want to upset you!

‣ he's a 2/10 on the jealousy scale. end of story.

; satoru gojo -

‣ dumb little attention whore.

‣ you already know what i'm gonna say

‣ 1000000/10 on the scale .

‣ he will NOTT leave you alone

‣ you thought yuji was bad??? not even close

‣ once he realizes someone is pursuing you, my guy is stuck to your side

‣ will not leave you alone

‣ he's whining and complaining the WHOLE TIME

‣ you can't even hear anything else is how loud he's being

‣ he is quite literally on his knees BEGGINGGG you to go elsewhere

‣ but like.. if that doesn't work?

‣ he bats his silly little lashes and puckers his silly little lips and tips his silly little head and hits??? on??? the person whose hitting on YOU

‣ HELLO. WHOSE SIDE ARE U EVEN ON

‣ almost successfully seduces them when u finally pull him away

‣ claims he was 'just giving you a taste of your own medicine'

‣ bitch.

; maki zenin -

‣ stone cold.

‣ i cannot express to u how much maki doesn't care

‣ she might get a teensy bit irritated but that is literally it

‣ in fact she goes as far as teasing you about it if someone hits on you

‣ if you don't realize you're being flirted with she'll make fun of you endlessly

‣ but when this happens; she makes sure her touches linger just a little bit

‣ and she sits closer to you than usual

‣ you don't notice and she's grateful for that

‣ not much else to say except i want to date maki so bad bro why cant she be real please just give me a chance please jsut one chance

‣ 1/10 on jealousy!!!

; yuta okkotsu -

‣ okay. he's a little miffed

‣ like not angry or frustrated or upset? just a little.. put off

‣ he's like... 'oh okay? somebody took my bitch?'

‣ more concerned with you feeling safe and comfortable rather than his own feelings because he's perfect like that

‣ but don't underestimate him, he gives a KILLER side eye

‣ like absolutely if looks could kill

‣ this comes from hours of sitting on the bedroom floor being your gossip buddy. he's too good at it!

‣ but overall i just don't think yuta gets very jealous

‣ like, he'll joke about you being hit on if it happens but not the same way maki does

‣ i mean dad jokes

‣ i need to stop or else this will turn into a 19k fic about how yuta is the perfect boyfriend !!

‣ anyways <3 he is a 3/10 on the jealousy scale !!!!

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i-loveoldermen · 1 year

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KEEGAN P. RUSS X YOUNG READER HEADCANONS

I love Keegan sm, but I'm so upset there's barely any fanfics about him😭 so I decided to write my own to cheer up my own sadness✊

WARNING: minor swearing

You were actually a really cheerful kid, extremely energetic which was really hard for the 141 since they could hardly handle Soap and Gaz.

So having an even younger sergeant just made them want to quit. It honestly felt like they were just babysitters at this point.

But even so, no one could bring themselves to kick you out. (But if Ghost could, he definitely would have)

You're definitely besties with Soap and share everything with him. His like a best friend where you have to tell him every single tea.

"OMG SOAP GUESS WHAT?" "WHAT!?"

Most of the soldiers ignore you guys, as they are already exhausted with their own things.

But there was a certain sergeant who couldn't keep his eyes off you.

Keegan is probably the most annoyed one and if he could beat his co workers, he would most definitely do. Especially Soap (which I believe is for a different reason😇)

But he couldn't bring himself to say anything to you. You were just way cheerful and he didn't want to burst that happy bubble of yours.

Sometimes he even let you off with your insults, which leaves the crew horrified as they're shocked you're still stable and not paralysed yet.

I mean, sometimes your insults just sounds like compliments to him.

"Damn Keegan, you look less dead then usual"

Some of the crew are even certain he has a soft spot for you, the way he's just calm around you and not telling you to shut up must be the whole evidence.

Soap is the one who teases you the most, about how he's sure that Keegan has a crush on you.

"Ohhh, he's staring, look"

As much as no one can read Keegan through his eyes, they definitely can through yours.

The way they kinda squint which shows you're smiling and happy, or how they're half lidded and casted down wards showing your sadness

Keegan might never admit it, but the first thing he had ever noticed about you, was your eyes.

They just shocked him, they looked like an angles eyes to him. He believes they are the prettiest eyes.

Keegan actually looks like the type who looks extremely vicious and dangerous, but is the absolute sweetest to the person the like.

He just looks like the kind who would obey to everything you say, even if it's not him.

"Hey Keegan, can you help me braid my hair?"

I feel like if you were ever whine about wanting to paint his nails, he would give in. (He would actually love the result and keep it painted till they start to fade themselves)

"What the actual fuck is on your nails Keegan?"

I feel like he is so touch-starved that he would use any chance he gets just to hold you.

He feels the most happiest when there's only a small couch in a room and you both have to just squeeze in with each other.

The dude loves sweets.

Once you had actually baked for the whole crew and as you give it out, you noticed how Keegan enjoyed it.

After that you would secretly give him all you bakings (The biggest reason is that if Soap found out, he would be CRUSHED)

Keegan feels threatened whenever he sees you with Soap, like you would just forget Keegan just to hang out with Soap.

But Soap had reassured the intimidating man atleast 100 times that he does not have a single feelings towards you and that you were just like a younger sister to him.

Keegan believed him, but it still didn't stop him from death glaring him.

Keegan will definitely take you out every time he sees you upset.

Most of the time it's a mall, since he knows how much you love looking at random stuff and he's grown fond of each time your grin widens and your eyes glint when you fall in love with a certain cloth, or a make up product.

Keegan is definitely the big spoon. He just loves to wrap himself around you. It makes him certain that you're safe, because your secured.

He loves to watch you sleep, it makes him feel so happy. The way you mouth partens each time you breath makes him feel happy because he knows you feel safe with him.

You looks so beautiful to him in your sleep that he can't help but place a soft kiss on you. But really softly, as he doesn't want to wake you up.

(He has also taken a few pictures of you when you slept, you looked way to gorgeous and it would definitely be a loss)

He obviously told you about the pictures so you don't feel uncomfortable. But you didn't really mind, you just felt slightly embarrassed because you believed you looked weird.

Which Keegan just strangly stared at you, because to him you looked like a goddess.

"What do you mean you look ugly? You look magnificent to me"

I seriously believe he's a guy who won't let you move a muscle on your days off.

Hungry? He'll order something. Wanna watch something? He'll start the projector. You're bored? He's here and has a bunch of games.

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drkbluedream · 10 months

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- release tension -

Having sex just because your boyfriend didn't come to date? LoL you are a whore. But oh well it's Baji. Who is in the right mind to reject him?.

TW mention toys and breeding. Impregnate. Choke. It's hella long

You were cursing all the way from the gathering meeting to Baji's house. You were supposed to meet your so-called boyfriend but after waiting for 4 hours, no news from him, you decided to leave.

"Fucking asshole" you said. Unsure how many times you curse today. It's so irritating when someone wastes your time. The next time you meet him, you swear to yourself, you're gonna punch him.

"Istg why everything doesn't go my way today" you almost cry when you can see the sky becoming dark and it shows it'll rain soon. You didn't bring your raincoat because you thought you'll stay in the mall with your boyfriend until night like you guys always do.

You ride as fast as you can. You don't have any mood and you want to go home as soon as possible. But you need to stop by Baji's house first because you put your stuff there. And yes it's necessary because the distance between your house and Baji is a few hour drive and your smartass boyfriend lives there too.

You screamed and cursed to the sky when the rain started pouring. You, who only wear a single layer of shirt and pants, start soaking as the rain and the wind licking you.

Around the corner, is Baji house. Only one more traffic, you arrive at his place. So you grab your phone and call Baji. "I'm on my way. I'll take my stuff and leave"

"So soon?-"

Without letting him reply, you end the call. You really don't have any mood to talk let alone explaining shit. Turn your bike here and there, you arrived. The sky is still pouring as if it's crying with you who waited for things that were unsure.

You can see Baji's house gate opened. You just park next to Baji's bike. But his door hasn't opened so you just give him time. You don't want to rush him. It's not like you have nothing to do after you cleaned your schedule for someone just for him to waste your time.

You can hear the door opened and it shows Baji with his messy hair like he just woke up from sleep and the one who wakes him up is you. Then the next thing you can see is he's grinning at you.

It's annoying to be honest. For someone grinning in front of you after all the misfortune you went through today. But seeing his messy hair, pants that you guess could fall off with a little bit more movement, without any shirts on, make you wanna giggle.

How could he be so defenseless? Didn't he realize that he is half naked in front of you who clearly could eat him alive?

You just take a glance of him before you take out your hand. "My stuff."

You waited for awhile but you didn't get any response. Your hand just hang in the air. You look at Baji who is still leaning against the door while looking at you. Yes, with his teeth showing while grinning. Probably enjoy you being mad.

"C'mon dude. I got no time" you lost your patience.

"What's the hurry? It's raining outside and you ride like crazy people just now. Just stay over at my house until the rain stops" offered him.

"Aren't you scared?"

"Of what? You? You are one of us. So no."

You just sigh and follow his order. You turn off your bike and take out the key. You open the visor and look at him. His smile perished immediately.

He just looks at you dead in the eyes. Probably notice the dry tears coming down to your cheeks after you open the visor. Then he move closer to you. Grab your helmet and help you take it off. You look in misery. Your hair is half wet due to rain and your eyes are red.

"Was it that asshole?" He asked slowly. Putting down your helmet on your bike. Wiping out the trace of your tears. You just let him do as he wishes. You don't want to argue. You believe if you say something, he is going to go on a rampage. Everyone, including you, knows how crazy Baji could get . So it's better for you to just shut your mouth.

Baji slowly grabs you to enter his house. Entering the living room. Letting you sit on the sofa and leave you alone.

You take out your phone only to find out it can't be opened. Maybe because of the battery or maybe because the water enters the phone. You unsure. But you don't want to care anymore. Too much misfortune. So you just throw it to the side and wait for Baji.

From where you are, you can see Baji making some water for you. Mixing something into the cup but you just let him. If he's gonna mix some poison, yeah just let him. You'd rather die than think about that asshole who leaves you hanging for more than 4 hours.

You close your eyes for a bit and next thing you know, you wake up with Baji on your side. Sitting next to you on the sofa while playing something on his phone. You look at the clock on the walls. Already 3 hours passed. On top of you, have a blanket that covers almost all of your body. You didn't move even the slightest. You just staring at Baji, waiting for him to realize that you already woke up. you wonder how long it'll take for him to realize it as he has a really keen sense.

Not even 3 seconds passed, you can see Baji's hands movement slowdown. "I know you already woke up. But can you not stare at me?"

You just nodded and closed your eyes again. Letting him be. Maybe it's time for you to get some rest and escape reality. At least no one knows where you at and try to find you. Let's just escape reality and go back to Dreamland. That's what you thought. But after a while closing your eyes, you still fail to fall asleep. Your consciousness is still attached and you definitely can hear Baji groaning. Probably lost his game.

Again, you look at him. Just then you realize he still didn't put any clothes on. Well you didn't care much because it's his home. So you 'rape' him with your eyes. Same as what you expect his body would be, Baji does have muscle all around his body but not buff. Especially around his hand, you can see some veins but not clear much. With a necklace that hangs around his neck, it makes him look more attractive. Let's not go to his chest.

But you keep staring at it. It's not really visible but you can't say it's completely gone too. You definitely can see his chest pooping out with a really nice color of nipple. Now you wonder if his chest is as soft as your boobs or it's hard like other muscles.

"You can touch it if you want" he invited you. You were shocked. But they curiousity overcome you. So u slowly crawl and scoot over to him. You take out both of your hands put it around his neck and you look at him. Making sure he is really fine with it. Who knows if he suddenly changed his mind.

He's just looking at you. Waiting for your hand slowly goes down. He even put his hand to the side and closed his phone to give full attention to your doings. You, who's rubbing his chest, can hear Baji sounds like he is holding his voice from coming out. "Was it ticklish?" You asked.

He just nod a bit but he said he was fine.

His chest feels a bit soft yet it still has muscle on it. You compliment it. Your hand slowly goes down to touch his stomach and you assume he started a new bakery business on it. You trail your hand on his stomach muscle and slowly goes to his waist. You were shocked when you saw how small his waist was.

Before you even can go lower, Baji's hand holds yours. You immediately look up to him. Notice that you've gone too far.

"Sorry" you said, apologies. But Baji just looks at you with his eyes and looks lost in lust. Then his hand grabs your head and just rubs it. Makes your hair messy.

"It's ok" he patted you.

Your eyes follow Baji who's standing and walking before disappearing in the kitchen. You can hear the mug clucking and being put in the microwave. After a minute, the alarm goes off and you can see Baji come out from the kitchen with two mugs in his hand.

"I made it. but you fall asleep. So it's gone cold. Which one do you want?" He asked you. His smile looks so suspicious so you told him to drink both first to make sure none of it is poisoned. Even tho a few hours ago you said it's fine if you die.

Baji looks fine so you just took the one his left hand has. No particular reason. He again, sits next to you. His smile or you could say it's more to grinning, haven't left his mouth. It's starting to annoy you. Yes, again. You start to grab his cheeks and pinch it.

"Fcking annoying. Stop smiling" you said. Pinching his cheeks didn't stop him. He is still smiling and starts to laugh at you. Then he starts pinching you too. You scream. The fuck he thinks? His buff hand pinching your cheeks? This dude definitely wants to rip your face. Definitely.

He apologizes and sips his drink. It's hot choco. With marshmallows on top. It's sweet and warm. Not too hot. Definitely good to drink on rainy days. No wonder he sounds a bit sad when he says it. About you falling asleep.

You can't stop looking at Baji. You want to talk about how annoyed you are today about how you left hanging for 4 hours yet you don't want to destroy his mood. So you just look at him while sipping the drink he made for you.

"If you have story to tell, then you can just tell, you know." He said. You laugh. As expected. He really does have a keen sense. You just shake your head and put the empty mug on the side table.

"No like, really. You can tell anything you want" Baji too, putting his mug on the side table. Makes him need to crawl a bit because the table is on your back as you sit, siding to him. He was really close that you can smell something sweet that's come from him. Now he sits like an aunty who's interested in teenagers'love stories.

"What perfume did you use?" You asked. Out of curiosity and try to change the topic.

He looks at you confused. Then he sniffed his body. "I didn't even take any shower. Since yesterday I guess"

You come closer to him and try to sniff him. There's definitely something sweet smell coming from him. Was it shampoo?

"Aren't you scared of me?" Baji asked. He looking down at you who's few inches from him. His hand slowly grab your neck and bring your head closer to him. "I don't know you did these to tempt me or you just naive that you didn't realize it"

"You haven't done anything to me after many seduction attempts I have done so I thought you just saw me as one of the boys" you said. Definitely confuse. Before you and your current boyfriend date, you already tried to seduce Baji but he never gave in. He treats you the same as other dudes treat you. So you thought you were just one of the dudes in his eyes, that's why you just touch his body just now.

"That's what we call boundaries, idiots" he flick your forehead. "It'll be such a hassle to date someone in the same circle"

You just look at Baji. Yeah he's right. It'll be a huge conflict if you guys start dating then have a fight.

"How about.. you be my personal toys?" You joking.

But Baji looks like he lost all his reasoning. He gulps his saliva and looks at your eyes, moves to your lips, then you nose, your hair, then back to your eyes. "How about YOU be my personal toy?" He asked. Seriously.

You chuckle. Nervously. Didn't expect him to take your joke seriously. Or maybe, Baji never takes it as a joke. You look at him and you clap your hand. "Alright, joke is over. Now I wanna go home"

Not even let you stand up, Baji grabs your waist and lets you sit on one of his lap. "Y/N, I would like to make you, mine" he said. His hand firmly holding your hand.

"I thought you set some boundaries for us?" You said. Trying to not look at him. You must admit that every action of him right now makes your heart flutter and your body becomes hot out of nowhere.

Baji leans over to you and whispers to your ear. "Not until you come over to my house, completely dripping wet, with a miserable face you make" one of his hands has been placed on your face. Slowly stroke your cheeks. "Never know you have such a cute face. Trying to hide something from me" then his hand stopped. "Maybe it's better for me not knowing why you cried even though it is still bothering me"

Baji's hand slowly moves to your chin and makes your eyes meet his. You can see he clenching teeth and how sad his eyes look for a second.

The tension he gave you makes you lose your patience. You can't handle his touching and the way he looks at you. You took both of your hands and grabbed his head to make it closer to yours before going in to kiss him.

Baji took control of the kiss. You just went over to him and he started to lead you. Teaching you how to kiss and you just follow his lead. You can feel he is trying to be careful with it. Trying to make sure his teeth didn't accidentally bite and hurt you. Little did he know you actually love getting hurt.

You can feel his hand grabbing your waist, pulling you closer to him. Then, slowly rubbing your back, and the next thing you know, your bra is unclipped. That's the moment you know it's not his first time. You aren't mad at it. In fact, you are glad. Imagine having two first timers doing the dead together? It's going downhill for sure.

You break the kiss and grab his pants. Trying to do something. You feel uneasy to let him make all the work. But Baji stopped you. He takes your hand and brings it to his face. Making you rub his face and he just feels your touch. He didn't say anything. But you can see he wants to go for a kiss again.

You lean in as if you are giving him permission. He gave in. You can feel the desperation of him. Holding in his desire to eat you alive. He unbuttoned your shirt. Leaving you only with undies and an unclipped bra. You look at him. Waiting for him to touch it. Your boobs. You never showed it to anyone. But you are a bit confident with the texture and size of it.

Baji stares at it. His hand still holding the shirt he unbuttoned awhile ago. You take his hand and move it to your body. From your neck, move down to your chest, and breast. His big hand completely wrapped your breast all over. He starts to fondle your nipple and play with both of it.

Baji bury his face to your boobs. Then lick and sucks your right nipple while his right hand is busy pinching and fondling the left one. You try to hold your voice in but his touch is something. No one holds you before this. And playing with yourself is not the same as his touch. You can't hold it. You end up letting out a bit sigh. Or you can say, moan.

Without hesitation, Baji put his right hand on your mouth. Trying to make you hold your voice. Probably you are a bit loud. But you can feel something growing touching your thighs. It's hot and steamy. Something that you crave.

Baji's finger slowly enters your mouth, making a gap and makes your voice unable to surpass. You start to make sinfull noise. His finger reaches to your throat, playing with your tongue, while your boobs get eaten by him.

You want to touch yourself but both of your hands are busy trying to separate Baji's head from your body. He's too strong and eager. Without realizing, you start moving your hips on Baji's thighs.

Baji can feel your pussy clenching and dripping wet. You can feel his smirking while biting your nipple. He then looks at you who's miserably trying her best to please her down part.

"Oh look, who makes my pants wet." He said as he looked under your pants. "Naughty little bitch"

He helps you stand up. You hold his shoulder as he takes off your pants. You just let him. Waiting for his next move.

Baji then flips you over, making you and him facing the same direction. You sit on top of him as if he's a chair. Your back and his body are touching. Without any clothes, your skin touches your skin. He then spread his legs open, making yours open too.

One of his hands grabs your boobs while the other on your neck, stroking it. "Have anyone touched you there?"

You shake your head.

"Then, you virgin?" Asked him. As if he was a bit shocked.

You shake your head again. "I played with myself with some toys"

"Is that so.." he said. The hand on your neck, stroke your head a bit before pushing your head to face the right side. Baji leaning in and kisses you.

As you and him kiss, he grabs your hand and leads it to your pussy. As if he told you to touch yourself. He helps your finger to rub yourself and let you go your way a bit after that. He then rubbed your stomach and played with your boobs. Feeling a bit too good, you stopped kissing him.

Rubbing your clit and grinding your ass on his boner, having your chest fondled make you lost in lust. Not enough with that, Baji starts to bite and lick your ears from back. You can hear him groaning as he also gets the pleasure from you rubbing his dick.

"Baji-"

"You should put something inside" he said as he put one of his fingers in. Start with one finger, he gradually put another one and messed up your inside. You, who are lost in pleasure, throw your head and arch your back. When you are really close to cum, he stops.

You look at him. "Bastard" .

He just giggles and makes you stand. But your legs are still weak from the simulation you received. You fall on your knees, accidentally bumping his boner. It smells sweet and makes you drowsy.

You can feel Baji's hand stroking your head and playing with your hair. He wants to help you stand but you keep sniffing the thing in his pants. You can see the big bulge and it makes you feel more horny. You kiss and lick from outside.

You pull down Baji's pants and his thick dick slap you. Again, Baji chuckle. Without hesitation, you grab his dick and break it. Jk.

You sniff his dick as you get direct contact. Slowly licking his tip. You open your mouth and take his length. You only play with the tip of his while your hand is stroking it. You try to open your mouth bigger and start taking it more. Slowly move it in and out, without letting your teeth accident hit his. His dick growing in your mouth makes you wanna gag out of sudden. But the hand behind you prevents you from pulling out. You look up at him with tears in eyes. Showing how pathetic you look on knees with his dick in your mouth.

Aroused by that view, Baji pushes you more until his dick hits your throat. You moaned and he cum. He immediately takes it out and kneels in front of you.

"Sorry" he wiped your tears and put his hand under your mouth, preventing the semen from falling into the carpet. You open your mouth and let the semen out. You never taste semen in your life and you feel disgusted to drink it.

Seeing there's some more in your mouth, and you don't look like you wanna close your mouth, Baji comes closer to you and starts kissing you. You can feel his tongue playing with your tongue and end it with licking your lips.

He stands up with the semen in his hand, pulls out some tissue from nearby and cleans his hand.

Is that it?

You stand and go at him. One step more before you could reach him but he turned over and looked at you.

"Be patient idiot" He said as he lifted you. Putting you on the tea table in front of him that's not really tall and spreading your leg open. He kisses your stomach and slowly goes down to your pussy. Licking it and playing with it. You grab his head and push away. He looks at you with his tongue out. He looks so sexy that you put him back.

He began to eat you out. You can feel his hot breath on your clit. His tongue entering your vagina. Then he playfully bites your clit. Not only that, he put some fingers to spread your pussy open.

You clench your teeth and try to run away but both of Baji's hands hold your thighs and bring it closer to him. His face is completely buried in as your thighs sandwiching it.

You came but he still didn't stop. You moaned and begging you to stop. But he didn't. You start feeling something weird about coming out. "Baji enough- I feel weird" You warned him. He kept eating you out and didn't let you rest at all. You came for the second time.

He then stands but his finger is still in your pussy and plays with it. You feel numb but you need more. You feel like his finger isn't enough. You hand start playing with your own clit as Baji just look at it and stir your inside. Who expects you to squirt?

"You are so lewd and sexy y/n" he kisses you.

"I need something bigger.. put your ding dong in" you said.

"What?" He stunned. TF is ding dong.

"Your dick.. put it in" you look at him. With an embarrassed face. Why did u say ding dong in the first place. It's not like you guys are kids.

He smirk. Then he stroke your hair. "Beg more". He said.

You in disbelief. But your pussy starts aching for something. So you take his hand and put it on your chest. "Keisuke, can you put your thick and long dick inside of me and impregnate me?".

As soon as you say that, you can feel Baji's dick roses and poke your womanhood. Your pussy is already wet so it's easy to slide it in. But his size is a problem for you. The toys you use are smaller than his. You can feel your pussy widened. You close your eyes and try to breathe as it feels so full down there. It didn't stop. Baji still tries to push it in.

"You don't have to be gentle" you said. You want him to rail you as hard as he can. You want him to destroy you inside.

"If u say so" he thrust it all in. You lost your breath again. Your eyes open widened. Shocked. Without letting you get used to it, he starts riding you. Thrusting it in and out. Every thrust is heavy and he pushes all the way in. You can feel every thrust hitting in.

"I love how your pussy is eating me. You can't see it but I guarantee you it's a pleasureable view" he said. As he thrust, he played with your boobs and bit you. Leaving a few fresh bite marks. He even licks tears that are coming down your eyes. He notices that you bite your lips and it starts to bleed so he kisses you. Licking the blood to dry.

There's one spot that makes your pussy twitch everytime he hit. He keep hitting that spot. Then he can feel his dick become wetter and your grip become tighter. "You came" he said but he didn't stop. He keeps hitting the same spot. "Who said you can come?"

His finger wrapped around your neck, preventing you from breathing. You were shocked. You try to free yourself as you tap it. But he didn't even try to loosen the grip.

"Cum for me again, babe" he said. He can see your eyes rolled up and your face becoming red. You can see he smile seeing you in such condition. He then slick his long hair to the back.

"Fuck you are sexy" he said as he release it in you. You can feel hot liquids inside of you. He then falls on you. "Let's stay this way for awhile"

"I might pregnant" you said.

"I don't mind having kid" he replied. Rubbing his face on you.

"It's my child you know"

"Who cares?"

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"WHAT THE FUCK?!"

A loud voice shocked you and you immediately woke up. Your eyes widened as you see Baji's mom in front of you and looking at Baji. But that asshole didn't even bother and continued sleeping. He even hugs you.

"BAJI KEISUKE!" a slipper landed perfectly on his face. He immediately sit. He look at his mom that gonna transform to Japan oni.

"ah I'm fucked up" he said as he grab your hand and grab you to his room. Lock you in it.

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So that's how Baji die in his mom hand AHHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHA

Oh if this reach 300 notes maybe i will do part two😜

#baji keisuke #baji smut #tokyo revengers baji #keisuke baji #tokrev #smut #baji x y/n #baji x reader #baji x female reader #baji x you #baji one shot

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lvrb0ts · 28 days

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Playing rough🪵

!!NOT MY GIF!!

relationship: Sam Winchester and F!Reader

content warnings: choking kink, ageplay(?), smut, kinky cuffs, oral (M receiving), maybe more.

word count: 1.7k

Summary: Sam's version of "Do you want me to do it properly?" by @octoberclidan , but with extra spice??

DT: @samwsundercoverlover

After a nest of vamps nearly killed me and poor Sam had to save me while Dean waited in the car for us, I just wanted to roll in embarrassment's grave We get back in the car, and seeing Dean sleeping peacefully, me and Sam both decide to spare him the details, not beat for his mouth. So Sam starts up the car and asks, "How's your head?" He drives onto the rumbled road. The sounds of Dean's snores are the only thing making this silence just as awkward. "Barely making up brain cells, thanks." He chuckles and quickly glances at you, then back at the road. "Anytime. Just don't get yourself killed next time." I mumble at his words in annoyance, but I continue to watch the roads pass by. Once I get home, I flop on the couch and sigh, going to grab the remote to watch some TV while Dean showers, but swiftly, I feel Sam yank it out of my hand. "Dude! The fuck?!" I exclaimed, confused, "Tonight's my night for movie night, remember?" That smug look on his face makes me want to wipe it clean off. "Fuck off!" I yank it back, and he looks annoyed, quickly trying to reach over for it by climbing onto me on this small ass couch. "SAM! Get off of me! YO-YOU'RE TOO HEAVY!" I grunt, holding the remote out of reach. Just then, I feel him press his forearm on my neck, choking me. I gasp for air, but he pushes harder, trying to get the remote controller, unaware of his damage. "Sa-sa-sam, Y-yo-.." I try to yell out, but his forearm pinning me down leaves me out of breath. "Shit!" He blurts and pulls away immediately, allowing me to gasp for air. I take a few deep breaths and moan out a bit from the pain and somewhat pleasure he brought to my neck. I quickly stiffen as I notice the moan I let out, but he just stares, concerned. "Did he hear it? Was that loud? Why did I moan?" my brain asks every 5 seconds. "I didn't realize i–." "I'm sorry. Are you okay?" He kneels beside me, but all I can think about is whether he acknowledges that stupid noise I made. "I'm fine, Sam. Thanks." He nods, and I shamefully walk off. "Y/n," he calls out. "Y-yeah?" I turn around, still rubbing my neck. "Did you like it?" he asks, causing my eyebrows to furrow. "Li-like? Like what?" "Li-like the choking thing." He looks dead serious, but I laugh, still thinking he's unserious, and then a chill down my spine to my core stops the laughter. "I mean, from that moan you led out, it sounded like you liked it, and I know when a woman likes something, sweetheart," he whispers hoarsely, slowly walking up to me. His height against mine is making me feel a knot in my stomach tighten. "I know how to do it right. Just for you." The wetness he causes to ooze from my folds dampens the fabric of my panties, making my sensitive nub grow needy. "Sam, I'm sorry; I didn't mean to——" He cuts me off with a swift grip on my neck, making me look up at him he then says, "Shhh..be a good girl and listen very carefully to my next set of rules." I'm so taken aback by his sudden change—the feeling of heat rippling down my body into my stomach and out of my pulsing clit. I give him a nod before deciding to ask, "What about Dean?" He smirks and shakes his head, still gripping my neck. "Don't worry about him. He's not our current concern."

He reassures, now kissing the nape.

of my neck, his grip is stronger now. "But he's just two doors away." I breathlessly whisper, and he gnarls along my ear. "I said. Don't. Worry. About. Him." He remarks, his voice fully hungry for lust. "Go into my bedroom, and there you'll find a pair of cuffs in my drawer. Set them close by, then slowly undress yourself..as slow as you possibly can.. deprive me." He whispers into my ear, placing soft kisses on the back of my ear, still gripping my neck—not too hard but not too gentle. "You will then sit in a W position and cuff those pretty little hands behind your back. I'll give you all ten minutes to yourself to get yourself cute and pretty. Need more time?" He asks at the end, but I just shake my head. "Go." I feel him spank my ass, causing me to have a pep in my step as he removes his grasp from my neck. I start to walk over to his room and do as he says. I never once dared to go through his stuff, but the minute I open his drawer, I see several extra-large golden packets. I push past them, pick up the black fuzzy cuffs, and blush at how they compliment the lace set I currently have on. I continue to climb on the bed, stripping my clothes one by one. I can hear his anticipation from all the way over here, causing my cheeks to bruise in blush. I sit in a W position and cuff myself with my arms behind my back. I give myself a moment to adjust as the lace on my panties rubs my clit I hitch my breath, trying not to lean on it, but it's like this was intentional. Sam's heavy footsteps approach the door, and without warning, he opens the door. "That's my good girl." I feel him grab my chin to look up at him, softly brushing my tongue with his thumb. "You're so gorgeous."

I feel my body shrivel in lust. He then pinches my buds through my bra and says, "Look at me." I look down at him, feeling my cunt get soaked by the second. He sucks on one bud, twirling the other with his free hand. I moan out loud, feeling pulses down my wet clit. "S-sam!" I cry out, and he covers my mouth. "Shhh..shhh..princess." He shushes me and sinks his hands into my panties. He grunts as he feels my slick pussy, and his middle and ring fingers rub my quivering nub.

"Fuck!" I muffle out; that shit-eating grin he has almost ruins me. "Awww, how cute! The way your body purrs for me, sweetheart, it's beautiful." I feel him uncuff me; subsequently, he hums into my ear, slowly lowering me on my back. Sam's tongue slithers from my ear to my neck all the way down to my pussy, wrapping his lips around my quaking nub and sucking it slightly, causing a loud moan. "Oh my god," he groans. I feel his fingers seep deep into me, making me arch my back with the continuous curls he makes and his continuous sucking on my vibrating nub. "You're so fucking tight, sweetheart." His words make my walls clamp around his fingers tighter and tighter. He moves up to his full height and points in front of him, and I immediately go to the edge of the bed where he is pointing. "What a good girl, already knowing her place." Sam pets the top of my head, causing a small blush to appear on my cheeks. I see him gesture to his belt, and I nod now undoing while on my knees. He leans over and gives my ass a good spanking, leaving a nice cherry-tinted blush on my ass. Once I unfinished his belt, Sam pulled my hands behind my back and cuffed them, depriving me of being able to stroke his semi-hard cock. He pulls it out and opens my mouth with his thumb. "I just want to take it all in. Please, Sam." I beg; I seem pathetic. "Hush and wait. The more you beg, the less dick you'll get. Understood?" I nod, but he yanks my neck, gripping it. "Use your words." "Understood, sir." Sam growls at the nickname. "Atta girl." He continues to tap his curved tip on my tongue, holding my head as if I were just a toy. He grunts, closing his eyes, making such a hot O face now getting rough with it, and fully inserting his curved length into my mouth. I gag, but take it all up to his base, and Sam holds it there for a few seconds before pulling it out. "Such a trained little girl. Who taught my little girl how to take cock like this?" He smacks my cheek, demanding answers. Before I could give an answer, he set a command. "Do me a favour; breathe in." I do as such, and he immediately shoves his cock into my throat, depriving me of oxygen and making my spit dribble between my still very perky tits. Sam holds my head, pushing his hard and curved dick pass my breaking point. It hurts, but fuck, I love it. He finally pulls away, and I spit out his precum, my mascara now sweating off. "That's exactly how Daddy loves seeing his little princess. A fucking hot mess. You're so small. That throat is so tiny." He continues these motions, but now grips my throat until he reaches his high. He stops just then before he nuts and decides to sit me on his face, uncuffing me to stroke his girth. "Hands are so small they can barely wrap around my dick. God, I love you." He sounds breathless. Sam laps my cunt as I now stroke his dick whilst shamelessly riding his face to my end, I'm barely able to do much due to my trembling. I feel the knot in my stomach get loose, and he wraps his forearm around my stomach, pinning me down on his face. Swirling my clit with the glory of a tongue. Sam finishes, but I don't pay much mind as I start to feel my stomach come undone. " I came down from my high after a while; everything sounded muffled, and I saw blur, but I turned to the left and saw Sam cuddling me, brushing my hair while I rested on his chest. "There she is." He smiles. "Did I wear you out too much, little one?" "A bit." I give a cockdrunk smile, and he kisses my forehead. "So, what does this make us?" I ask nervously. "What do you want this to be, sweetheart?" He continues to kiss my face, slowly creeping down to my collarbone. "I want to be more than friends." "Then it's settled, princess." Sam blushed and petted me, settling me to sleep.

A/N: didnt proofread this.. sooooo enjoy <3

#jared padalecki #spn #supernatural #sam winchester smut #sam winchester #smut #reblog

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lutawolf · 4 months

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The Sign Commentary Review Ep 4

We start off with a bang, staring at a woman's scared face. Ah, she's being interrogated by Phaya. Okay, so the whole investigation is a bit triggering for me, so I'm watching, but my only commentary is if he sexually assaulted someone and then is being victimized himself. Well, I'm okay with that.

Yai and Sand! Yai is such a drama king and I adore him for it.

Oh, someone is still playing hard to get. And apparently that is not limited to just Tharn, but also Thong. The way Phaya grabs Tharn and drags him is cute.

This just looks yummy! Haha! The way Phaya is getting annoyed about Tharn talking about the case is hilarious considering how one tracked mind he used to be. Now he is just trying to go on a date with his baby and Tharn is drawing a line. Business only.

Who is this woman that Tharn has bumped into. She's wearing Naga jewelry.

"Your life is short. You were supposed to be dead since when you were young. But your parents gave you to the Abbot... To extend your life and try to change your destiny. That’s why you’re still alive today. But young man, I warn you. You must look out for those whom you’ve wronged in the past life. They are very near. They are coming to take your life."

I love how Tharn's face says, tell me shit I don't already know, lady. She then turns to warn Phaya who had been doing an amazing job of looking like he wasn't there. He's like, I just want to eat. Why won't anyone let me eat!

Woman disappeared. Just poof. But then we see her and she is clearly Naga.

Phaya are you really concerned about Tharn or are you trying to get in his room? Him thinking over what the woman said and it's matching the Abbott. And to be honest, it matches with what he wants, soooo...

Oh, Tharn has a vision of Phaya getting stabbed right when we hear the doorbell, which we all know is Phaya. His excuse is his bike isn't working. You're a cop dude and that's the best you could come up with. I hope you at least let granny know.

I love the way Phaya pushes the envelope and always causes Tharn to back up. These two are hilarious. I really enjoy the clearly macho humor thrown in. I enjoy shows where one love interest isn't macho, but this girl likes variety and is enjoying the different nuances to this show.

Poor confused Tharn. What wait, is this real? It has a dream like quality. Daaaaaaaaaaaaaamn, good dream Tharn. Go back to sleep! Go back to sleep and finish it!

Haha! The dream got you so rattle Tharn it has you covering up Phaya with a pillow!!! Damn, his picture cracked. Which means someone is secretly watching him. That's not creepy at all.

Yes, Tharn, let's go back over that dream. *Nods head in pleased mode.* Haha, the way Tharn jumped back when Phaya took off that towel. What I find hilarious is that Phaya wore the towel when he clearly had that on underneath. Tease much Phaya.

I think this smile says it all. He did not stick his finger in the yoke! That's it, throw him out! Yeah, stick it in your mouth like you're a sexy bitch, but Tharn and I are on the same page. Phaya's face clearly saying that this did not go according to his plan.

🤣🤣🤣 Poor Phaya was trying to hard to bring sexy back and gets this instead. 🤣🤣🤣 He probably woke to those pillows covering his crotch and came to the sensible conclusion that with a little push he could have Tharn. He's just not as smooth as our baby is, klutzy.

Phaya, just take the enjoyment out of it that you can. Tharn cleaning up the ketchup for you. Tharn's solution to this whole mess. "Just go to work naked!" I can absolutely get behind this. Like literally... hahaha. These two coconuts are hilarious.

This dumbass, oh look, the bike is fixed. Magic! 🤣🤣🤣 Yai, God, I love Yai. He's just asking some innocent questions that Tharn is trying to cover up. Which Phaya is not having. He has been walking perfectly fine, but when he hears Yai, he starts yanking at the pants and acting dramatic. Then, when Yai ask HIM an innocent question, he tells him the pants are Tharn's.

Which leads to this beautiful interaction.

OMG... Apparently the pants were really too small. Hahaha!

Wait, doesn't that girl look familiar. Isn't that the Naga lady?

Maybe not, maybe just similar looking. Either way, Phaya catches the significance of the conversation and goes to ask them abut the influencer. They've got a clue now!

Woot! I love all the strong females. Mayris is a hoot. Here comes Phaya sparing no feelings. I suspect Singh. With absolutely nothing to go by as yet.

He sees the future, though, not the past. Hmm. Tharn only had a seconds warning, now they are stuck and Phaya is running after the fire starter.

Tharn picks up Phaya getting stabbed. Gets them unstuck somehow with a chair. And is now going after Phaya.

Phaya, you are once again saved by Tharn. Why is Tharn playing doctor to Phaya instead of medical staff? I mean, he got hit in the head. I know he is hard-headed, but I'm just saying. Phaya being short-tempered and so confused about Tharn acting like he cares when he usually doesn't. Then Mayris reading the room and having fun with it. 🤣🤣🤣

Sneaky Phaya listening to the convo.

Tharn's face says it all.

Who is Dao... I'm sure this won't cause misunderstandings at all. Oh, I called it. Tharn is jelly! So jelly! Yai don't look happy either. You fucked up, Phaya. Hahaha! Of course, Yai is also going to take the opportunity to poke the sore spot.

Revenge has shown up in the face of Dr. Chalothon. OMG, that was so classic and yet still Beautiful. Chalothon asks Tharn if he is hungry and if he wants to eat before going home. Tharn looks right at Phaya as he says yes. Phaya has his priorities in order though and chases after them. But not smart enough to clear up the misunderstanding. Oh goody, when we incorrectly diagnose Schizophrenia without any data. Schizophrenia exists on a scale, the more extreme cases that refuse medication can be a danger whether to themselves or others depend on environmental factors. Also, Schizophrenia isn't as common as people think. On a global scale, it's 1 out of 300 people. 1 out 3 Schizophrenics can successfully get treated and recover enough to live independently. Ahh, there we go, he is using it to point fingers at Phaya.

Nobody told the good doctor this. You fell for that Phaya???

Aww, Tharn was so happy to see Phaya, but Phaya is not happy.

So much excitement about finding genitals. Oh, they might have found him. I'm not holding my breath yet.

Phaya looking at Cap while everyone else is looking at Tharn...

Ahhh, please let the scene in the preview not be a dream! Woot! Can't wait!

#the sign the series #the sign bl #phayatharn #phaya x tharn #luta talks the sign #coconuts mafia

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nerdpoe · 1 year

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WELL, isn't this a bitch of an unsatisfactory situation. Part 2, electric boogaloo.

Part one, AO3

They smiled as they carefully, delicately, pinned another picture on their wall.

It had been full of Him, originally. The one. The only. The forever companion, even if He didn't know it yet.

It felt almost sacrilegious to add another face to the wall. It was His wall, no one elses.

The muttered a soft apology and gently caressed a picture of His face, shooting an annoyed glare at the interloper.

The Ghost Boy.

How dare he make them desecrate His wall, forcing them to find out who the little twerp was.

Who was it?

Which of their victims had come back?

Did he not remember their face?

Why hadn't he called them out?

Their eyes narrowed as they gently lifted their finger from one of the many photos of Him, their beloved, in favor of stabbing another wall-tac through Phantom's photo.

Taking a deep breath, they calmed themselves down.

It wasn't a big deal.

It really wasn't.

If they'd killed whoever he was before, they just had to do it again.

Just as soon as they got rid of the traitor who didn't protect their perfect hiding spot.

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Danny felt a shiver crawl down his back, but ignored it in favor of arguing with the weird British twink.

"Look dude, I dunno what to tell you," he said, for the millionth time, "the Well just has a lot of non-sapient ghost blobs that are good for a snack. I was asked what I do in my spare time and the cops were closing in, okay?"

The twink made what sounded like an internal scream, smothering himself with his own hands.

Then he straightened out.

"Okay. Alright, let's assume you're telling the truth. Are there any ghosts who came from those corpses?"

Danny shrugged, still feeling incredibly creeped out that he was eating murdered victim's ambient despair.

"I could look?"

The sad British man froze and stared at him.

And kept staring at him.

Danny was beginning to get concerned.

"Wait who are you, anyways?" The ghost boy finally remembered to ask.

"I don't know, could you look for the murder victims and ask them to point out their killer?!" The man exploded instead, hands wildly gesturing at their surroundings, "Maybe, I don't know, make everyone's jobs easier!"

Danny puffed up, an annoyed hiss leaving his mouth before he could stop it.

"Gee, wow, Mr. Twink Man, that's a great idea! Let's ask like all the ghost in the town the one question guaranteed to make them snap and try to kill me! Permanently!"

The man reared back as if slapped.

"I'm not a bloody twink! How dare you, I'm a bear if anything!"

Danny's laughter ended up drawing the GIW down on them.

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Vlad was waiting in Danny's room in human form when Danny came home.

"I hope you're happy, little badger; now the town thinks I'm a serial killer."

Danny fixed him with the most dead-eyed stare he could, backpack thumping onto the floor at his feet.

"Thrilled. Get out."

"I shan't."

"I will tell dad you're here; that way you two can reminisce all about the old times."

Vlad shifted uncomfortably.

Danny's eyes narrowed.

"No way. Did you...did you sneak into an underage boy's bedroom?"

Vlad let out a deep, reverberating snarl; flashing his fangs and briefly losing control over his eye color.

The teen froze, waiting for the rage to blow over.

It did, after a few seconds.

"Your father turned me away at the door," Vlad sniffed once he'd pulled himself together, "apparently he believes that I might be guilty as well."

Danny stared at him in awe.

His godfather stiffened.

"What?"

"So if I tell my dad I can watch him beat the shit out of you as a human?"

"Langua-get down!"

Danny felt the wind get knocked out of him as the full weight of a grownass man rammed into him and threw him to the floor.

The glass in the window shattered not even one second later, an ectoshot blowing a softball sized hole in the wall.

Vlad kept him down, kept him covered, and kept Danny tucked between the wall and himself.

Danny, however, wasn't having it.

Whatever weird psychological bullshit Vlad was pulling wasn't going to fool him.

He kneed the older man in the groin and, with him fully distracted, shoved him off in one giant heave.

"You ungrateful-!"

"Fifteen murder slash kidnapping attempts and counting, old man; you don't get to pretend you're a hero."

Danny, frowned, looking out the window and catching the tell-tale flicker of someone leaving the roof of a building a block away.

"But I'm also thinking you're not technically a killer," he turned slightly, ignoring Vlad on the ground, and looked at the hole to take in the exact trajectory of the shot, "And I think that you may have pissed off the real one."

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Bruce stared at the report on the Batcomputer, eyebrows furrowed in concentration.

There was no Ghost Investigation Ward.

There never had been.

There were no Anti-Ecto Acts.

There had been an attempt, but it hadn't made it far.

They were well funded, armed, knowledgeable, and violent.

There were evidence of crimes against normal citizens that had been brushed under the rug, and those that could not simply be brushed aside were paid off.

The paper trail was scattered; it went from nonprofit to nonprofit to a personalized business account specifically for the Ghost Investigation Ward, but the account was from a Swiss business account and it wasn't a government type of account, just a business.

Tracing the paper trail back even further just lead to dead ends.

Searching faces, however?

These people had histories. Bad ones.

And quite a few linked back to one massive business.

He sighed and breathed through his nose.

He had to call Clark and let him know.

He stood up and walked away, vacating the chair for the Super he knew would want to see for himself.

On the screen, the brand logo for LexCorp glowed, bright and proud.

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ya-killin-me-smalls · 5 months

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A while ago you made some Deimos x Teammate headcanons, and they were all absolutely WONDERFUL

Would it be possible to get some Hank x Teammate headcanons? 👀

absolutely!!

headcanons under the cut

2BHank:

obviously gotta start with these two, respect for the elderly and all that

- divorced but it's complicated

- they started out as roommates while Doc was in college and Hank, unbeknownst to Doc at the time, was just getting started at being a menace to society

- they were close. a little too close. but nothing ever came of it aside from a mutual pining

- when Doc began working for the Agency/Nexus it drew a hard line between them. both believed they were doing what was right and that the other was a lost cause

- it turned into a physical fight and Hank did in fact leave Doc for dead

- he got better dw

- fast forward a few years, Doc has swapped sides and is incapable of admitting he was wrong

- Hank is not even a little bit sorry because in his mind it was deserved at the time

- they're different people now though and they both know that. the past is in the past. the world keeps turning

- their relationship has moved beyond platonic since but it's still complicated. they don't have the luxury of deep "what are we" conversations or quality time spent together unless Hank is injured

- regardless, Hank spends whatever downtime he does have in Doc's personal space. he's the type of guy that will just loom over you silently while you're working and patiently wait for Doc to pay attention to him

- Doc still keeps things professional for the sake of professionalism. his guard is only ever truly down when they've retired for the night and he can give Hank every drop of attention he craves

- Hank finds physical touch grounding so on days when his head is a mess and all his thoughts sound like they're underwater, he'll drape himself over Doc's shoulders and try to map out the sensation of him for a while

- "Wimbleton" is as close to a pet name as Doc will ever get. if he uses Hank's first name it's usually when he's mad/annoyed

- Hank doesn't necessarily bite Doc but he's got this weird form of cute aggression that makes him want to put his teeth on him

Hankmos:

yeah I already did this in the last post so what

- their first meeting was the equivalent of finding a wet kitten at the scene of a car accident

- Deimos hadn't yet made a name for himself but was well on his way, torching every stitch of AAHW property he could get his hands on (pyrokinesis Deimos my beloved)

- Hank was sent to raid a cloning facility when it happened. the entire place had gone up in flames and was little more than smoldering debris by the time he got there. he was there to kill everything that moved so of course he had to parse through said debris for any survivors

- what he found was a scrawny fucked up little dude passed out at the center of it all, completely unharmed, the only sign he'd been involved in the fire being the singed remains of his clothes

- interesting enough for Hank to not kill him despite being visibly a clone. instead he wraps Deimos's tiny ass up in his trenchcoat and brings him back to base

- Deimos still wears said trenchcoat because he's a fanboy and nothing will change that

- which also means he glues himself to Hank's hip from day one, not being a nuisance but always in the vicinity, tags along on whatever missions he can, asks Hank to train him in CQB

- and of course Hank grows fond of Deimos. how could he not? his rambling is pleasant background noise that helps keep Hank in the moment, he has a nice smile and laughs a lot, and it doesn't take long for him to become a worthy opponent for Hank

- Deimos goes out of his way to impress Hank. whether that means making stupid jokes to try and get a laugh out of him or showing off on the battlefield at every opportunity, his efforts know no bounds. it makes his heart flutter in a weird way whenever he gets those little signals of approval

- their dynamic in terms of combat is very clean cut leader/follower. Deimos knows how to operate independently but Hank's orders are executed swiftly and without question

- a lot of their communication is done through body language and micro-expressions. Hank is incredibly perceptive of those subtle shifts and for Deimos it comes naturally

- neither is keen on eye contact which works out perfectly, Hank because of the 'tism and Deimos because it feels like someone is trying to square up

- I feel like romantic cannibalism in the literal sense but as a metaphor would shit them so well. there's so much want between them and it's like they can't ever satisfy it. simply touching isn't enough. they need to grab. they need to hold. they need to squeeze. they could become each other and it still wouldn't be enough

- on the outside they play it cool for the most part obviously but the tension is always there. everyone can feel it

Hankford:

woefully underappreciated

- these two have the same vibe and demo and soldier tbh

- Sanford's whole thing is blowing shit up and setting things on fire

- Hank's thing is killing people in increasingly dramatic and violent ways

- combine the two, what more could you want out of a ship

- most of their initial bonding happens over explosions and combat tactics, as well as the inherently homoerotic act of patching each other up during battle

- after a particularly high risk/high reward mission, standing amongst the rubble of what was once a weapons factory and still high on adrenaline and dopamine, Sanford grabs Hank by the lapels of his coat and kisses him

- oh to make out with someone in the aftermath of an explosion

- these two lack a balancing factor. neither needs to be protected by the other. neither has ever been chill a day in their life. both are itching to destroy something at any given moment. they hype each other up and egg on every OSHA violation in the book

- Hank does feel protective towards Sanford because that's just in his nature, but he doesn't feel like he needs to hover or have eyes on him constantly. Sanford has dragged his sorry bleeding ass out of trouble more than once, after all

- Sanford is the king of PDA and they have to establish pretty early on that Hank isn't comfortable with others seeing that much of his private life. holding hands is as far as it goes if others are around

- alone? Sanford can't keep his hands to himself. his favorite thing is to dip Hank when he least expects it just to make him blush

- Hank isn't sure how to reciprocate at first. his hands are meant for crushing and tearing and Sanford is so gentle and tender. it's a learning curve and the way his hands shake when he's excited doesn't help

- they work it out over time together though, Sanford making an effort to lead affection and letting Hank sort out what he likes along the way

- Sanford is Hank's weighted blanket I take no criticism on this

- Sanford calls Hank "Doll". Hank incorrectly interprets this as sarcasm because he can't imagine someone associating him with something delicate or cute

- neither of them is allowed anywhere near the kitchen. not because they can't cook but because neither of them has any impulse control and the microwave will be blown up "for science"

- Sanford, ever observant and a little obsessive, begins mapping out Hank's behaviors and mental state as best as he can. he isn't surprised that Hank is a little fucked up, but there's a lot more going on in their than expected. and Hank, uncharacteristically, does open up to Sanford about the dissociation and memory problems

- Hank has outlawed the word babygirl because it makes him flustered angry

#this took me so long but finals had me in a chokehold the last few weeks #dissociative hank my beloved #i wanna do polycombat too at some point but I gotta finish the Hankmos ficlet I'm working on first 😒#madness combat #madcom #deimos #2bdamned #hank j wimbleton #sanford #hankmos #2bhank #hankford #asks #headcanons

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⛈☂ Mall Emo, Mall Time, Mall Crime!☂⛈

• (human!Marshall Lee x reader) • r a t i n g: t e e n & u p • 2 1 0 3 w o r d s • p o s t e d 04.10.2023 🌧 navigation • s u m m a r y: what do you do when the cashier at a store is a dick? cheese it!

You couldn't wait to see Marshall again. Even though you had seen him a few days ago, you couldn't help but brim with happiness at the thought of seeing him again. You felt electrified, no matter how dumb that sounded, it was exactly how you felt. You smudged on dark eyeliner, pulled on your skinniest jeans, decked out your wrists with enough bracelets to cut off circulation, and wrapped one too many belts around your hips.

Two to be exact.

When you saw Marshall you practically strangled his waist with your grip. He sighed and hugged back.

"Are you trying to kill me or are you just happy to see me?" He said, strained. You pulled back enough to see his face. His beautiful, otherworldly face, his piercings, and his relaxed, dark eyes, which had a red undertone.

"I am never letting you go," You mumbled as you embraced him one more time before pulling away.

"Way to break a promise." He laughed, raising his brows and walking by your side to the entrance of the AAA Mall, one of the only malls around.

"I meant that in a more… metaphorical sense." You shrugged with a smile. Even the annoying mall, with all its lights and people and sounds, couldn't make you upset around Marshall. You were low-key obsessed with that man. In a mostly healthy way.

You walked through the mall, having been there quite a few times before. Why meet in a mall? There wasn't… a particular reason. It was one of the only notable places around. Sometimes you got food there that was edible. The vibes were okay, and Marshall liked staring at the Gridsound displays from time to time. Now that you thought of it, that was the biggest reason.

The AAA Mall wasn't crowded most days either, and you two, both unemployed artists, went there on the dead days- Monday through Friday. When the stores were a relative ghost town. That suited your sensory and human sensitivities. Nothing was worse than people staring at you. Besides the dry sound of dry skin on extremely dry paper, or nail filing. It felt like the sound itself filed down on your teeth. You never quite figured out why people stared. Was it your fashion? Were people that bored? Theorizing was useless. All it did was make you more anxious.

You looked up at Marshall. When you just started hanging out, he asked why you were looking at him like that, but eventually, he accepted that at times you stared like a cat at the nearest object. He was understanding, and whenever you needed some help, he was there. He was a good guy. A little bit of trouble, but you were too, and that was fun.

"It's cold in here. I can feel my blood turning into ice cubes…" You shivered, speeding up your pace as you looked around at blank mannequins and generic posters of conventional-looking white people. The embodiment of salt as seasoning.

"Hm?" Marshall blinked, glancing at you. "I think it's fine." He slipped his hand into yours, and you gasped.

"I'm convinced you're cold-blooded," You murmured, his hand cool and dry, his black nail polish chipped under your fingers.

"Would you still love me if I was a worm?" His calm voice was not suited for the absurdity of that phrase.

"Dude… why the hell would you ask me that?" He feigned immense devastation at your sound question.

"So, you wouldn't?" He stopped, giving you the saddest look.

"You should've been a darn actor…. of course I would. Now let's move, my something is about to fall off." You pulled him behind yourself gently. You passed by a breakfast diner called Kingdom. Not even. Their pancakes were super soggy.

Every store was a carbon copy of the next and the last, clothes so blank they were fit for a pharmaceutical ad. Warning- buying these clothes might be deadly. You'll die of boredom. Unless you only wear a shirt and nothing else. You know what they say, public indecency is a fashion statement! For the record nothing is wrong with being basic; it's fun to make fun of capitalistic copycats which probably don't even let their workers pee in a bottle, all for an off-white cardigan fit for a widow cosplay. You could even get a handkerchief in the pharmacy nearby.

Marshall slowed and you both marveled at the display- the store. Electric guitars with glossy, colorful, and rich exteriors, mics that cost as much as two pairs of eyeballs on the black market. The store was also filled with various tech. The interior was red and orange, covered with a checker pattern. No one was inside, only the cashier. They were taking a nap on the counter. Soft music played on the speakers. The sign above the entrance flickered. "Gridsound", lit up by a warm glow.

Around the corner was one of the most interesting shops in the AAA Mall, which said something. Flame Topic, a huge corporation trying to make money off people with an alternative style, essentially the same widow cosplay repackaged in a leathery, dark package.

You passed by it as you waved to one of the clerks, a person you knew, Flamber. A funky name for a funky person who was much better than that store but didn't wanna be another unemployed hoodlum.

The store right next to it was an exceptionally empty craft store, Raggedart. The cashier had resorted to doodling in a sketchbook, seated between the aisles. He wore a frumpy, muted in color, messily stitched-together sweater. You turned your head to the side.

Gum & Dia. The owner was Dia Gumm Baldwin, an older woman who had as much scandal surrounding her as she did money.

You hated that store and all of its tacky fast fashion, but the belts seemed okay. Just the belts. You wandered around it, pondering if you should get anything. Marshall was encouraging, at times to fault, so you stayed quiet as you pictured your life with a particular pair of socks. Riveting stuff.

There were a handful of people in the store, and its open nature made you worried, your shoulders tensing and nails digging into your palms. A clerk in all green and a green hoodie over their head with spikes atop it spoke to a couple of customers, gesturing to another section of the store.

You stood closer to Marshall.

"The cashier is looking at me funny… they can't handle the autistic swag," You whispered. He chuckled.

After a lot of meandering around the store, you settled on some belts. Marshall didn't seem interested in getting anything, instead inspecting the enticing crap around the checkout as you paid for your crap, setting the money on the register.

The cashier, a woman with brown hair and a crazy look to her glared at you. She looked so mad you'd think she was staring at an arch-enemy of hers.

"That's not enough."

You dug through your wallet, but no matter how many times you counted the money, you couldn't get the number right, or you didn't have enough money, hell knew, by that point your brain was shutting down.

Your mind blanked, your heart filled with panic and nonsense. You shook, feeling cold yet hot, everything in your eyes blurring and time stopping yet going too fast at the same time. It felt like a nightmare- a nightmare where a tsunami was about to wash over you, and you stood stupid, frozen by icelava. The scenario? Entirely different. The feeling? The utter dread? The same.

You didn't only stand stupid, you felt stupid. You wished you could control it. Control the anxiety.

Marshall found your hand. You didn't react, hand limp and cold. You tried to ground yourself. You were floating off into nowhere mentally as the judgement of the customers and cashier built.

"Ugh, what a weirdo, how can it take so long to pay?" Said a person behind you in line. The person next to them snickered.

"Can you please move it? What, are you scared or something?" The cashier had an air of suffocating smugness about her, glaring at you. You searched for a shred of understanding in her face. She flicked a crumpled-up check at you, and you could only stare in horror.

"Probably one of those people afraid of the world. One of those "mentally ill" ones, you know, the ones seeking attention," Whispered one of the people behind you as though you didn't hear. Not like they have a shit if you did.

Marshall strained to not strum the cashier a new one, also standing like a deer in headlights. An all too familiar reaction to conflict from him. He leaned down to you.

"I'm not saying we should take the stuff and run, but, if you want to, we totally could," He whispered, standing up straight right after as if he hadn't said a thing to you.

Your eyes darted to the register. Your mind went fast, thinking of the pros and cons. It all merged into a big lump of panic. You were filled with feverish worry.

You grabbed the things, gripping them for dear life, running toward the exit as fast as you could. Marshall was nearly perfectly in sync with you.

You ran out of the store and the belts beeped loudly, security chasing after you. Your mind and muscles screamed at you, but you yelled over them.

"You're way too supportive!" You addressed Marshall. You glanced back. The guards were hot on your trail of petty theft. They pulled out their walkie-talkies and gave you icy looks from under deeply furrowed brows. Their thick black and white uniforms, making them look like penguins, slowed them down significantly.

"Sorry for being nice and great and the best," Marshall murmured with utter seriousness as you breezed past the front entrance and past to the parking and beyond. You turned around and around until you were far enough to catch a breather.

You both panted. Your heart burned with cold fire and you buzzed and shook with excitement.

"I don't even want these…" You blinked slowly at the belts in your hands, the post-shoplifting clarity hitting you like a Mitsubishi 3000GT VR-4 Spyder. Your panic had begun to ebb and it felt awful. Also like getting hit by a Mitsubishi 3000GT VR-4 Spyder.

Marshall looked down at what he had grabbed with even more confusion than you. He had grabbed random crap. A pair of chains with crosses and a black face mask with a cat on it.

"Neither do I care about this chain. Do you want it?" He asked unsurely. Your eyes sparkled. Shinies.

"I'll have that." You grabbed them out of his hands, dropping them into your pockets.

"I care more about those assholes judging us," Marshall sighed, leaning against a wall. You hummed and frowned.

"I don't get it, is it so hard to stay outta our business? Do I have a sign on my back saying JUDGE ME?" You raised your arms to the heavens.

"I sure didn't put one there," He replied with a mischievous tone. You huffed, glancing at him up and down.

"You wouldn't do that."

You looked at your back.

"It's true, I care about you. It's my dirty secret." He turned away, covering his face dramatically.

"Awww! You're rotten!" You shoved him ever so softly. He looked to the side.

"In more ways than one." You fastened the belts around your hips, tags still on. Marshall raised a brow, silently questioning your sanity. He should've done that when he met you. Too late now.

"If anyone questions me I'll turn them into protein powder." You smoothed out your clothes, crossing your arms.

Marshall opened his mouth. He closed it, giving a thumbs up and a shaky grin.

"Let's go to the City Of Thieves bar and then home." You stretched, walking. He followed without question. He tended to do that, especially if you were in a new place, he was like a lost puppy.

"Home?"

"My apartment." You glanced at him.

"Sounds good." He smiled softly, reaching his long arm around your shoulders.

You waited at the bus stop. The bus rolled in, coming to a slow halt. You got on and made your way to the last seat which was almost always empty. The bus was pretty empty too.

"I am not paying for this bus," You whispered to Marshall as you stared outside at the sunset. His grip tightened around your shoulders comfortingly, pulling you into him.

You could hear his smirk.

"Me neither."

#reader is autistic btw #idk why but i don't like this one #☂️#a d v e n t u r e t i m e #w r i t i n g #marshall lee x reader #fionna and cake #marshall lee

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If you're comfortable, I'd actually LOVE to hear your Ada x Wesker opinions.

The way that Ada talks to Wesker in Separate Ways is very different from how she talks to literally anyone else in the series. She is more casual/colloquial with him than she is with anyone -- with the sole exception to this being the way she talks to Leon in Damnation. Basically, the way that Ada talks to Leon in Damnation? Is how she talks to Wesker in Separate Ways.

And... what happened between Leon and Ada leading into Damnation?

Just saying.

Separate Ways tried to heavyhandedly put more sass into Ada's character in general, but it's more honest when it comes to Wesker. She cracks jokes at him and emotes openly at him. She gets openly annoyed with him at times, and even has a tone of "dude, come on" with him when he gives her a ridiculous order.

She just always seemed very... comfortable with him.

And it always struck me as weird that Wesker wanted Leon dead so badly in Separate Ways. It is the only time in all of Resident Evil that Ada is given orders to assassinate/kill someone. And it's the way he goes about telling Ada to kill him:

"And that US government lapdog, Leon -- if you do happen to encounter him, put him out of commission. We can't let him interfere with our plans. [...] He's a survivor of Raccoon City. We could do without the extra distraction. Take him out."

Like, obviously, Wesker sees Leon as a threat to Ada's mission, and the pretense that he gives overtly for it is "If he can survive Raccoon City, there's no knowing what he's actually capable of."

But the "extra distraction" part always seemed like a weird choice of words. It was like Wesker knew that Ada had some sort of attachment to Leon already and thought that he would get in the way of her mission not because he'd overpower/kill her, but because she'd be too distracted by him to do her job.

And that struck me as being a little jealous.

Later, when Ada reports to Wesker that Luis is dead and Saddler has the Sample, his response isn't... anger or frustration or irritation or even disappointment. It's:

"Have you had a chance to eliminate Leon?"

It's only after Ada says no that Wesker gets the idea in his head to use him. He didn't ask her that with the intention/plan of using Leon if he was still alive; he just wanted to hear that he was dead -- and, when he didn't get that, he drums his fingers against the arm of his chair in thought and then comes up with the idea to use him.

And what's crazy about it is that Leon plays his part perfectly and unknowingly does exactly what Wesker wanted him to do -- and Wesker still wants him dead. And since he's clearly not going to get his way and have Ada do it, that's when he decides to sic Krauser on him.

And after Krauser dies, Wesker is still on this, and he's all like: (paraphrased) "Make Leon and Saddler fight each other and then kill the winner. MAKE SURE YOU KILL HIM, ADA."

And then he fucking hangs up on her.

It's starting to feel a little personal, at this point.

And then Umbrella Chronicles happened. And it's revealed that Wesker saw all that shit go down between Leon and Ada in real-time.

Which now makes his desire to see Leon dead feel really, really personal.

When Wesker contacts Ada in Umbrella Chronicles, he does so via video chat (somehow in 1998 the tech for that existed shut up), and her reaction on seeing him fucking shocked me.

I expected that her reaction/tone would have a hint of "oh shit" behind it or "oh god here we go" or even just cold, unfeeling business -- kind of like how a soldier "Sir"s their CO. But that's not what she does.

She sighs his name in that dreamy sort of way she sighs Leon's name during Separate Ways.

At the very end of Umbrella Chronicles, Ada says in her narration:

"[Wesker and I] are both used to being backstabbed and manipulated. I have a feeling our relationship will last for a little while longer."

Ada's hookshot? That has become a huge staple of her gameplay and character design? It was a gift from Wesker -- it's what he gave her so that she could make it out of Raccoon City alive.

And she never stopped using it.

NOW, WITH ALL THIS BEING SAID

I am not trying to make a case that Wesker and Ada loved each other or that their relationship was romantic at all.

What I am saying is that I do think that their relationship went deeper than just a professional working one. I think that they were definitely sleeping together, and I think that Wesker knew and understood who Ada was better than anyone ever has in her life, and I think Ada knew that.

Wesker is a sociopath, but he still trusted Ada's ability and her judgement and seemed to, on some level, also genuinely enjoy her company.

And Ada, I think, found some comfort in Wesker's familiarity and felt a connection with him based on their similar past experiences. I think that her keeping the hookshot even after she betrayed him and after he'd been killed is her way of honoring who he was to her and what he did for her without remaining beholden to him in any way.

Leon was the reason why Ada ultimately betrayed Wesker in the end, but it wasn't a matter of "Well, I love him now, so I'm going with him. Boy, bye." Ada says in Umbrella Chronicles that her meeting with Leon changed her, and she says at the start of Separate Ways that betraying Wesker is part of her own objective -- which, presumably, has to do with the way Leon changed her. It had to do with a change in worldview, not a change of heart.

And I think that what Remake is trying to do is to show that change in her happen in real-time. That's why she doesn't go into RE4make already intending to betray Wesker; it's a decision she comes to organically as a result of Leon's impact on her inspiring her to ask questions as to where her efforts are going.

She didn't betray Wesker because she fell in love with Leon. She betrayed Wesker because she started to look at the world differently and realized that Wesker's ambitions were incompatible with her new worldview. It wasn't personal -- it was just that their lives were now going in two different directions (two separate ways, you might say ayyyyyyy).

But I think that there will always be a part of Ada that's grateful to Wesker and holds some degree of affection for him -- even if it's not at the intensity of actual love, it was still meaningful, and he still had a profound impact on her life.

In some ways, I view Ada's attachment to Wesker the same way that I view Leon's attachment to Ada in the OG timeline. It's not true love, but it was something that kept her bound to him and that she found comfort in when she felt like she had nothing else and her life was spiraling out of control.

Ada is a part of Leon that he thinks he can't let go.

And I think that Wesker is a part of Ada that she thought she couldn't let go, until she finally did.

#resident evil #resident evil 4 #ada wong #albert wesker #meta analysis

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miraculouslbcnreactions · 18 days

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Okay so a thing that has bothered me ever since I first watched Chat Blanc was Bunnyx and the general time travel stuff because tghis makes no sense. In the Chat Blanc time line, after Chat Blanc destroyes the universe, everyone is dead. Including adult!Alix aka Bunnyx. So the Bunnyx fron the Chat Blanc timeline doesn'rt exist anymore, meaning that the Bunnyx fron the episode is from a parallel timeline where Chat Blanc didn't destroy the universe. That however raises the question why she would even care about that other timeline. Is her quest to assure victory over Monarch in every single timeline because that sounds exhausting as hell. I also don't understand the deal with her leg disappearing while she witnesses the fight between LB and CB, it has no reason to, because LB defeating CB doesn't have any effect on Bunnyx because, as stated earlier, the Bunnyx from that timeline is already dead! And honestly, the fact that Lb even had to fight CB makes no sense. They could've just went back in time 2 minutes so LB can erase her name from the letter (or just be quicker so Adrien doesn't see her) and CB doesn't happen in the first place!

Like, genuine question, what was the point of the whole thing? I mean other than the concept is cool and the writers wanted to give LB trauma (which never really plays a significant part in the overall story anyway??)

Sorry for rambling so much, I don't know if this makes any sense, the episode was really confusing to me and idk if it's just because the episode actually doesn't make sense or because I just don't understand it bc time travel is really confusing. Would really love to hear your opinion!

You're fine and you're not missing a thing. The episode simply doesn't make sense nor am I sure why it even exists. I know a lot of people love it, but I really don't get the hype. It runs off of nonsense logic and makes most of the characters look really bad.

Let's start with the lore.

The canon lore is that Bunnyx only travels through time, not universes, so it makes no freaking sense that an adult Bunnyx would be able to stop Chat Blanc since the existence of Chat Blanc should stop her from existing. It's a total paradox that goes against everything we'd been told about her powers. Of course, she's also supposed to be the hero of last resort, yet we hear about her hanging out with famous historical figures and the season five final sees her acting as a substitute for the horse miraculous even though the people she portals in don't do a thing to help with the final battle, so it's not like Chat Blanc is the only time her powers and role get ignored. Any time I use the rabbit, I have to completely rework its lore because canon is just so bad at time travel. I like Alix and her adult design is awesome, but any time Bunnyx shows up, I expect to be annoyed.

Also, I will never forgive her for just dumping Ladybug back in our time without so much as a word of encouragement or any reassurance that the Chat Blanc stuff was only a maybe. And Ladybug was the one to figure out how to fix time!!! Alix, you suck at your job! Or this is just another case of the writers refusing to let someone other than Marinette save the day even though the poor girl really needs a day off.

As for why this episode exists? I don't even know, dude. It makes no sense. Back when we thought it was going to be a driving force in the season four conflict - an assumption that was backed up by Marinette's nightmare in sentibubbler - the episode kinda made sense in spite of its flaws. But we're two seasons past Chat Blanc and the only person who is apparently traumatized by it is Adrien.

Yes, the writers actually said this. No, you didn't miss an episode where Adrien learned about Chat Blanc. They were talking about the nightmares from the final:

Mélanie says that he "could become Chat Blanc" and the others add that even though he does not remember and has never lived it, Chat Blanc still has an influence on his actions.

Yes, this is embarrassingly bad writing. The character who never saw or even heard of Chat Blanc is somehow the one who is traumatized and effected by it while Marinette's trauma has nothing do to with Chat Blanc or the events of the season four final. Instead, it's random BS that was never even hinted at until season five. I just... what?

In case it wasn't obvious - which I guess it isn't given that professional writers missed this - the logical way to write this to have the season four conflict be about Chat Blanc from Ladybug's side. After the conflict ends, she reveals everything to Chat Noir who becomes terrified of hurting people with his powers. This is only exacerbated by the events of Destruction. But then the show would have had to let Chat Noir have a character arc that didn't revolve around Ladynette and the series seems allergic to that as a concept, so instead Adrien gets magical trauma that keeps him from the final fight. And I thought the Derision retcon was bad!

Other issues with Chat Blanc in no particular order:

It cements Nathalie as just as bad a Gabriel since she's the one who tells him Adrien's secret identity and we then see her do nothing to try to protect Adrien.

It makes Gabriel irredeemable by showing him gleefully hurting his child. Dude punts his son across the city with a smile on his face!

It makes Adrien look slimy since he asks Marinette out without telling her that he knows her secret identity. This one is in a bit of a grey area for me because the secret identity stuff is complicated, but Adrien has never been the one who cared about secret identities AND he's the one who has been directly turned down in hero form. The episode takes none of that into consideration with its writing and it really needed to for Adrien to feel like he had a valid point of view here. As is, he's taking advantage of a situation and putting his Lady love at risk for his own wants.

The pillow sniff scene makes Marinette look unhinged.

It spits in the face of The Power of Love by having Adrien's love fail to be enough to stop him from killing Marinette.

Marinette's parents should have gotten involved after Gabriel threatened her. There is no way in hell that I'd let my kid go over to the Agreste mansion after that. If the writers were once again determined to not let Tom and Sabine parent, then the threat should have come when Marinette was alone.

Why did Ladybug even need to go to the future if Bunnyx could have just gone back in time and stopped Ladybug from leaving the present for Adrien? Why did Chat Blanc even need to be defeated? What did Ladybug's ladybug actually fix when she cast her charm?

This is minor, but it bothers me: Chat Noir should not have been smiling and happy when he was freed from his akuma. That boy should have been in the middle of a breakdown.

I know people forgive some of the above because Chat Blanc is sort of an AU and I'm not going to say that's wrong, I just can't look at it that way because there's nothing that sets Chat Blanc apart from the normal timeline. The Paris special gives us an AU. Chat Blanc (and Ephemeral) are what the writers told us would happen in the canon timeline if Gabriel ever discovered his son's secrets. Canon Gabriel was the one doing those things and would have done them again if given the chance. This is who the writers said he is. Same goes for all the other characters who come across less than stellar here.

There's a reason why I love a good Chat Blanc rewrite. It's an idea with a lot of potential, but canon capitalizes on almost none of it.

#chat blanc my beloathed #ml writing salt #ml writing critical #chat blanc salt

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dude your hoffstrahmdon is changing my life! have you ever thought about including adam in the mix for the au? ship thing or not i'm just curious about if he gets to live :-)

teehee i'm glad you like them :D!! I had to think about this for a little bit. Adam generally stays dead in my head because i love the guilt and haunting and also because i don't think John with his barbed wire grip on all three apprentices would ever allow his freedom. HOWEVER we love to self indulge in this house and throwing Adam into the mix sounds so chaotic.

Maybe Hoffman plays a part in getting Adam out which is what makes Lawrence feel indebted enough to come and warn him not to go after Jill (which just makes me think of Lawrence and Adam in the makeshift jigsaw hospital room getting tended to by Hoffman while John and Amanda are off getting bloodboarded).

Lawrence and Adam are insanely codependent because I wouldn't have their post-bathroom relationship any other way. They will bite, kick and scream like frightened dogs if you try to separate them.

With Hoffman, Adam probably has some mixed feelings in a "You're horrible and I can't stand you, but you saved me" type way. Mostly the first part, really. Meanwhile, I think Hoffman just finds him annoying and grating as hell, he wants that twink obliterated and all that.

The Strahm and Adam roasting matches are insane. It's a constant PvP zone in there and absolutely no one is safe. There are parallels between them that they're both doing their best to ignore. Also they can smoke out on the balcony together as a treat <33

I don't know what kind of situation would force them all to have to spend a bunch of time together but i personally would love to see the resulting carnage. I also would love for them to kiss, i just have a hard time imagining all of them liking each other </3. Hate sex is absolutely still on the table however <33. Adam how come your mom lets you have THREE big hot middle aged men around you etc etc.

In conclusion:

#sorry this got long #this is the first time i'm drawing adam can u believe it. couldn't tone down his emo swag #the thing about lawrence and adam is they're insane about each other Because of that bathroom. they would not be otherwise #strahm and hoffman didn't have that experience with him so adam is just some rude little brat to them probably. a wet rat #i feel like that pepe silvia meme #saw #hoffstrahmdon #hoffstrahmdonadam?? good lord #anon #askbox

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How Obey me! characters react to you telling them you like being tickled

My ever growing love for Barbatos has slowly pulled me back to the om! obsession so uhh take these hcs x3

Lucifer

Wouldn't say much about it in the moment

But later on, he'll casually drag you to his room, plop you down on his bed, and just go to town on you

You're so confused and yet so giddy??

He also has a visible smile while wrecking you lol

Mammon

You have unleashed an actual beast

My dude gets so cocky

Bro he'd say the word 'tickle' in whatever context just to fuck with you

And then when you're all flustered he acts all clueless

He will make you ask him for tickles, unless he's really feeling the ler mood, then you better run-

Leviathan

Levi finds himself faced with the biggest decision ever in his life: tickle you or keep being a silly otaku?

It takes him a while to decide, but eventually settles for the first~

My man would get more flustered than you, give him a moment

But once he gets more confident, you are so dead. Like where does all this teasing come from??? How rude-

Definitely will tickle you to make you lose at games, or will lazily tickle you while watching anime and then get playfully annoyed "Keep it down will you"

Satan

"Shh I'm reading"

That bitch-

Just kidding, he can multitask

While he's reading his nerdy lil books, he pulls you onto his lap. One hand tickling you and the other holding his book.

It's hard to notice with you laughing and wriggling hysterically (just one hand is enough to hold you down) but there's a faint smile plastered on his face, even though his eyes seemed glued to his book

Asmodeous

"Really? Me too!"

Bro Asmo would just bombard you with questions about your preference and such, to him it's not that flustering talking about it but you're slowly dying on the inside hehe~

He's also just very open about his own experiences with tickling and tells you about them like it's the most casual thing ever

You two would have frequent tickle fights and he just knows *exactly* how to drive you up a wall

Beelzebub

You can practically see the 'lil hearts form in his eyes. How did this precious human get even more adorable?!

He's very big on cheer up tickles. Whenever you're down, he'll ask if he can do the thing and if you give him the okay he'll pick you up and gently tickle you until you forget why you were upset to begin with

Very caring ler, although can sometimes get a bit carried away

He's also great at aftercare, quickly getting you some water and a snack cause why not?~

Belphegor

Too sleepy to even pay attention to whatever you just said

It makes you pout, until he forcefully pulls you down with him and spoons you, giving you some lazy tickles

Will say that your laughter helps him sleep better, but he'll make up whatever lame excuse he can to cuddle and tickle chu uwu

Diavolo

He seems way too excited about it, but that's because he can be quite the softie and just finds that absolutely adorable

He is a gentleman and always asks for permission to tickle you, which makes it even more flustering having to outright admit it

He'd probably call you over just to tickle you because he finds it fun and relaxing (and you're not complaining)

Barbatos

"Hm? Oh, I already know. Still, it was cute watching you muster up the courage to tell me~"

AGAJDGAKDHKAHD?!?!?!?!

Your brain just breaks at that point. Damn him and his powers!

This man can read you like a book, he just KNOWS whenever you get a lee mood

He's suddenly behind you and you're like "Where did you come from?!" And he just smiles all innocently as you crumble under his wiggling fingers-

Simeon

"Really? Can I try?~"

Very sweet ler, which makes him very flustering-

He'll usually scoop you onto his lap and give you the softest of tickles

Will constantly ask if you're okay and if you're enjoying it, which always makes you all akdhakdhakdhsjdh

Luke

Please, this is the one time he feels that he holds a sense of power over someone, let him have his fun

At first he probably wouldn't get it, until he tried it and got addicted to seeing the happy and giddy expression on your face

Loves to sneak up on you, but will usually ask beforehand

Solomon

Will tease you to no end about it (as if he's one to talk, smh)

Becomes very cocky with this new information and will use it against you whenever and wherever, but is also discrete about it??

Like if he passes by he'll give you a quick poke or squeeze and keep going like nothing happened. But deep down you can just feel the *smug* energy radiating from him

#obey me #obey me tickle #obey me tickle hcs #im not tagging all their names fuck that shit lmao #also im sorry if i butchered any of their names i wrote this at 3 am LMAO

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