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Friendly Faces Everywhere

Codename Dovahkiin Part 2

Now that the Stick of Truth RPG is over it's time for N.K. to face the normal everyday life of South Park.

She should have known nothing in South Park is ever normal!

Day to day the craziness of this supposed quiet little mountain town she has to combat now.

Thank god, she has Tammy, Wendy, her boys, and her Social Media/Magical Girl Powers on her side.

This gonna be a wild ride!

Main Pairing: New Kid/Kenny McCormick/Kyle Broflovski

Chapter 1: Photoshops sucks!

I hated the episode in Canon so much, maybe that’s why I couldn’t write more than what you will read now.

I just wanted to have it done in give it the conclusion it should have gotten.

You will see what I mean.

Hopefully, the next chapter will be better.

Happy reading, my loves.

Since I began school in South Park all had been calm and, dare I say it normal.

After what I experienced last week with the whole Stick of Truth RPG I’m really…surprised.

Don’t get me wrong.

I lived through some traumatic shit, but it’s fascinating how all in South Park just got over that Nazi Zombie nearly eat them and a secret government organization wanted to blow us all up.

As Tammy said, they are used to it.

Will I one day be used to it too so that it doesn’t matter to me anymore? I would like to live this day.

My therapy bill is already high enough.

No more traumas, please.

Or at least make me indifferent to them.

“What do you think, you got on our math test?”, ask me, Tammy.

She is standing with me by my locker, as I get the Math book, we need for our next lesson.

Sadly our lockers are not even close to each other. Would be too convenient if we were also locker neighbors.

Deadpanning I put the Math book in my pink backpack.

“A great disappointment. Math is so stupid. Like we will need this shit in real life. For what purpose do calculators exist?”

“You say it sis.”

“Big sis!”, cries the familiar voice of Leo.

I turn in time and catch the crying boy.

“Leo?”, I rub his back soothing. “Are you hurt? Do I need to kick someone in the balls?”

“What’s wrong, Butters?”, ask him Tammy also worried.

Leo sniffles, holding into me like I’m his only anchor in the world.

Who fucked up my baby bro so bad?!

They will pay!

“W-Wendy.”

“What’s with Wendy?”

“S-She s-said m-my g-g-girlfriend is a-a-a h-h-hobbit!”, he lets out a loud wail.

I shush him softly, while Tammy and I look confused at each other. None of us even know that Leo has a girlfriend.

“Now, now Leo. You didn’t tell me you had a girlfriend, was she with you when Wendy said that?”

Leo gulps and dries with one hand his tears.

“W-Well she said it to a picture of her. It’s Kim Kardashian.”

…What?

I let go of Leo.

“Little Bro explain please from the beginning.”

And he does.

Apparently, Lisa Burger, a little chubby girl, asked him out on a date and he said no. This is his right if he doesn’t want to date her, but he said to the poor girl’s face he doesn’t want to because she is fat. Wendy heard about that and confronted him. So Leo told her he likes women like Kim Kardashian and Wendy explained to him that people like Kim Kardashian photoshop their photos and she actually looks like a hobbit in real life.

He came then running to me because I promised him I would help him against bullies and Wendy has been a big ol’ meanie to Kim Kardashian.

Speechless Tammy and I stare at him.

Is he actually serious?

“W-Will you talk to Wendy, big sis? She was so mean!”

He is!

So I do what I never thought I would need to do with Leo.

I flick his forehead.

The younger boy whines confused, rubbing his hurting spot.

“Leopold Stotch, I’m very disappointed in you!”, I begin my lecture. “Not only did you say to a poor girl in her face she is fat, you also rather take a fantasy than someone real. Wendy is right! Kim Kardashian uses Photoshop, she doesn’t look like this perfect in real life. Also, she had a bunch of plastic surgery! There is nothing natural anymore about that woman. How can you be so vain? Would you like it if some girl you like told you she doesn’t want to date you because you have this huge and ugly scar on your left eye and she rather wants Zac Efron?!”

Tammy nods in agreement and Leo looks at me like I destroyed his world.

Good, he needs a wake-up call.

Better from me than from someone else.

The school bell sounds, meaning it’s time for our next lesson.

“I want you to think long and hard about all this and that you say sorry to Lisa Berger. Do I make myself clear?”

I don’t wait for an answer, since our Math teacher is a huge dick if we are not punctually at his lesson, take Tammy’s hand and go to our classroom.

At least Tammy and I sit beside each so we can whisper, while we should solve Math problems.

Math can suck my dick.

“Can you actually believe, Leo?! I thought he was better than that.”, I whisper to Tammy.

“All straight men are the same.”, she signs. “They want this perfect body, but we should lower our standers.”

“Sis, did I tell you I’m so proud of you? You are becoming a real feminist.”

“Thanks to your lessons.”

There is a knock on our door and Mr. Taylor calls for the person to come in.

It’s Mr. Mackey.

Huh?

Wonder what he wants.

“Hello, Patrick, mkay. Can Novella-Karin come with me for a sec? Mkay.”

“Campo, you heard Mr. Mackey, go with him.”

Surprised I follow Mr. Mackey to the school counselor’s room. Ah yes, I remember it. Here was the gold key to the Cafeteria.

My surprise gets bigger as I see Leo already in the room, still crying.

…Why do I get this bad feeling in my stomach.

“Mr. Mackey, what’s wrong?”, I ask him.

“Novella-Karin-“

“-N.K. is totally okay Mr. Mackey-“

“N.K., mkay. Please sit down. We will talk when the other person joins us. mkay.”

I do as I’m told and mouth to Leo what is going on, yet he refuses even to look at me.

Yeah, the bad feeling gets worse.

I hear how the door opens.

“Uh, take a seat, Wendy. I guess some mean things were said and I need to get to the bottom of it.”

Wendy and I stare at each other.

Since the Battle of the Dark Fortress of Clyde, we haven’t seen or talked with each other.

“What is she doing here?”, we both ask at the same time.

“Girls, please. I will explain, mkay.”

Confused Wendy takes a sit too and notices Leo.

“Oh, good. Lisa Berger told on you? Good!”

“Uh no, Wendy.”, corrects Mr. Mackey. “Apparently, you called Butters' girlfriend a hobbit. Then when he went to you N.K. to be consoled, you agreed with Wendy and even said that she had plastic surgery.”

My chin meets the floor.

Leo fucking sold me out to Mackey? For the Kardashian?

I say what, what the fuck?!

“Are you serious?”, says Wendy in the same disbelieve I am feeling.

“You did! You said Kim was short, fat, and hairy with big feet and she's a hobbit!”, yells Leo. “And my own big sister agrees with you and said she even had plastic surgery!”

“Because it’s true?!”, I shout throwing my hands in the air. “I can’t even believe that we have this conversation right now!”

“Also that's not his girlfriend! It's Kim Kardashian!”, adds Wendy.

“Uh, but, but, Wendy, N.K. Kim Kardashian is considered to be extremely beautiful, mkay?”

“Right, but she's not in real life. She's a hobbit.”, argues Wendy.

I can’t help but snort.

“Hah! I know like 100 people in real life who are way hotter than Miss Fake-Tits. I like natural tits on my woman more than these fake hard ballons.”

“Oh, Wendy said it again! And N.K. is calling her fake again!”

“Leo, I will flick your forehead harder, next time, maybe then your synapses will actually work probably and you don’t pull and think shit like this!”

“Now, now N.K. I won’t tolerate any threat of physical harm, mkay?”

“It’s just a flick. Any other boy would taste my fists.”

“Can’t you just hit him? Maybe it will do him good.”

“Enough, girls!”

Mr. Mackey hits them with a fist on the table.

I can see how Wendy frowns like me.

“Now, Wendy and N.K. Kim might be, uh, full-figured, and had some operations but a woman's outward appearance isn't all that matters, mkay?! Have you stopped to consider that maybe, just maybe, you're jel?”

Okay, I can’t help it I laugh so hard and loud that I nearly fall from my chair.

“Me? Jealouys? Hahahahahah! That’s the best joke over! I know I’m a hot piece of ass in my age group and I fucking love the way I look. Hahahahaha! Me jealous of someone so fake like Kim Kardashian? Oh my god, I can’t! Hahahahahahaha!”

I wipe away my laughing tears, while all stare at me.

“What?”, I wonder. “Never meet a pre-teen with sane self-love? Oh sorry right of course not because the damn patriarchy wants us to be insecure about anything so we don’t rise up against it as we should be.”

“Mmkay…”

“Big sis…”

“I’m with N.K. I'm not "jel", and I happen to be the biggest feminist at this school! Or the second one as it seems. You are like a real-life Amazone.”, compliments me, Wendy.

I side-eye her.

“You could learn some more things about Feminism, young Padawan. The girl I met last week, hunted down, as you said, a two-faced manipulative bitch and didn’t want to be labeled as slut if she was seen at Unplanned Parenthood.”

At least she blushes in shame, playing with her fingers.

Mr. Mackey is back on track after my declaration made him probably regret having me here: “Uh that may be true, but there is a very fine line, Wendy, between being a feminist and being a hater, mkay? And you're gonna have to find that line because nobody likes a girl who's jelly!”

“Why aren’t you saying this to N.K. too?”

“Believe me Wendy someone who laughs like that and says what she said so death seriously, isn’t jelly. That’s the epitome of self-confidence.”

“Wasn’t always this way.”, I need to tell Wendy this. Hey, if I can turn another girl into a real Feminist then we can overthrow the patriarchy. “I worked years on it and did some stupid shit too. But since I’m Bi I found a lot of amazing friends in the LGBTQ+ community who helped find me and love me for who I am.”

Wendy nods slowly, but in aww.

“Are we done here, Mr. Mackey? I need to return to Math class, we are getting back our test soon.”

“…. All right, go along kids, but think about my words, mkay.”

Yeah, like I will actually do this.

Tzz.

The school day is finally over and Tammy and I make our way home.

I have my Math test in my hand, glaring at it.

“If you keep staring, you might set it on fire.”, sasses Tammy.

“That stupid D needs to burn like the Dick it is!”, I counter.

“N.K., Tammy, wait!”, calls for us Wendy.

Surprised we stop and wait that the younger girl reaches us.

“Hello Wendy, what’s up?”, greets Tammy.

“I just want to say…N.K. you were really cool earlier at Mackey office. You have so much self-confidence it’s admiring.”

“Like I said worked hard on it.”, I repeat.

She nods, seeming a bit nervous.

Mmh, I think I know what she wants.

I give Tammy a look and she nods. She understood too.

“Wanna hang out with us Wendy?”, I ask her. “We can do homework together and after that watch a movie.”

The black-haired girl smiles brightly like the sun.

“Oh, that would be wonderful.”

So we three make our way to my home.

“…And that’s why Boruto sucks ass and anyone who says otherwise can suck my dick!”, I end my rant.

I’m sitting with Tammy and Wendy in my room. We had a really fun afternoon.

Together we helped each other with homework and then we just started talking.

Since I have so much anime merchandise in my room Wendy got curious. I explained what anime they were, what the story is, and all that.

Somehow we ended up talking about Boruto, this underserving sequel to the masterpiece of Naruto.

“Sis, but Himawari is queen.”, reminds Tammy.

“Himawari is the only light in whatever Boruto is.”, I agree.

Wendy is holding the only copy of Boruto I have in her hands, looking trough it.

“From what you told me about Naruto it didn’t handle a lot of things god either, but a 13-year-old girl dressed like this…what’s her name again?”

“Sarada.”

“Sarada, right. Is really not okay. They turn a child into a sex fantasy.”

“Reminds me when this whole Stupid Spoiled Whore bullshit that Paris Hilton had started.”, I tell them. “God! I hated it so much. I’m all for women can wear what they want, but little girls should be little girls and not sex symbols. Also, men should be banned forever from designing woman character and their clothes because they will ALWAYS sex it up somehow.”

“And if the Bi girl who read Yuri says this, then it’s legit.”, can’t Tammy help herself.

“Hey! That’s my internal battle the feminist and the thirsty hoe inside me!”

“Is it really so hard?”, wonders Wendy.

I nod.

“Well yeah, one part of me is always like damn, naked woman or sexy skinny clothes me like, but the other screams in outrage.”

We discuss this hours later, till it’s time that Wendy and Tammy to go home.

It’s nice that Wendy has become our friend. I have a feeling with the right example she will be an awesome feminist and don’t fall into the patriarchy mindset she had going on during the Stick of Truth.

I go to bed with a satisfied smile.

My school day was going pretty boring till Wendy catches me at lunchtime.

“Hold on a minute. You are saying you wanted to show Leo how Photoshop works on the girl he didn’t want, that backfired so hard, that he send her Photoshop photo to everyone in school, and wanted to date her, but Clyde is going out now with her. Then you get sent again to Mackey office because you tried to explain to Stan and Jimmy that the photo is just a fake and the real deal doesn’t look like this.”, I repeat what she told me.

Tammy can just roll her eyes.

“That’s South Park for you sis, it always goes a fucked up way.”

“N.K., what should I do? I mean, can we do something about this? This can’t escalate.”, declares Wendy.

I rub my head, thinking.

“For now you have your cheer performance I will think of something.”

The cheer performance of the fourth graders is an eye-opener. I just sit there with Tammy not believing what I see. This Lisa Berger or more her Fake-Photo is the newest hot shit that she even gives out autographs.

But it gets better as Wendy tells me later that her friends wanted her to Photoshop their photos too. Of course, she didn’t do it!

Didn’t stop that next day at school it’s swarmed with photoshopped pictures of nearly all girls.

And all the boys, even my two crushes, act like the horny horndogs they are.

Tammy holds me back before I started swinging. She said that wouldn’t help our situation and we better talk with Wendy.

Well, we found her with Stan, yelling at him for his imperfection and then randomly pointing them out on other people.

No surprise she got sent to Mr. Mackey again.

We catch her after school.

She looks ready to go to war.

I ask her what she is planning. Wendy wants to go to the news and try to get Photoshop photos to be marked as what they are fake.

I have a bad feeling about that.

So I tell her to wait till I come up with a plan, but Wendy isn’t ready to stop.

Tammy and I can only watch how in the Morning News Wendy gets labeled as a hater and not taken seriously.

Okay, this has to end now!

I never thought I would use my powers for this…but what use have them if I don’t use them for the good?

Tammy and I catch Wendy the next day in the computer lab, ready to edit her photo.

“Wendy, don’t do it!”, I shout. “Stop!”

“Why? Why should I stop?”, she cries. “I thought you would help me, but I fought all alone and now I can’t anymore.”

“That’s not true Wendy. Me and N.K. worked on something.”, disagrees Tammy.

Wendy wipes away a tear.

“Oh really on what?”

“Didn’t you check Twitter, do it now.”

Confused she does as I say. Her chin meets the floor as she sees it.

“W-What is this?!”

“This is #NaturelBeauty and #DownWithPhotoshop.”, I explain. “I made beside my Facebook profile, Twitter, Instagram, Youtube, Tumblr, and TikTok accounts just to spread this message. I’m totally using my powers for this, but it’s for a good cause.”

In disbelief, Wendy sees the growing number of retweets.

“Over 3 billion retweets already and all countries in the world want to actually make a law that will label Photoshops photos as what they are? Fake?”

Slowly she turns around and looks at me with wide eyes.

“What kind of power do you possess N.K.? This…this is unbelievable! You changed the mind of people with two hashtags.”

I can’t help but flex a little. I put on some cool shades, get my phone out and show her how many followers I have on social media.

“It’s a social media power. I make friends and followers faster than anyone else on Earth. So I used it to spread our right agenda.”

“Come and look at this Wendy!”, says Tammy waving her over.

We three step out of the Computer Lab.

All around as kids and teachers talk about my two Hashtags, how woke and progressive they are. That they agree with the message of it.

They celebrate their imperfection.

The Photoshop photos get deleted or ripped apart.

Wendy is now full-on crying.

But these are tears of joy.

She formally jumps into my arms.

“Thank you!”, she cries hard. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

I hug her back and Tammy joins our hug.

I have a feeling this is the start of a fantastic girl trio!

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gritsandbrits · 1 year

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001 for Dead or Alive?

Favorite character: Helena Douglas

Least favorite: Bass

5 favorite ships: Tina and Zack, Hayate and Hitomi, Ryu x Irene, can't think of any other two

Character i find most attractive: ALL OF THEM can't choose 😫

Character I would marry: Brad Wong he's husband material ok

Character i would be best friends with: lisa hamilton

A random thought: NINJA TEAM Y NO SEXY FAT GIRLS

Unpopular opinion: Needs more body rep and played for fanservice & beauty just as much as the fit/skinny characters GIVE ME A SEXY FAT GIRL/BOY/ANYONE

My canon otp: i dont CARE Hayate and Hitomi

Non canon OTP: akira x pai chan (even though they're from virtua fighter they were dlc in 5 so)

Most badass character: i can't choose but Leon

Most epic villain: Fucking Tengu man, amazing design, sweet moves and just a BOMBASTIC personality that's both terrifying and hilarious to see

Pairing i am not a fan of: helena x Christie

Character i feel the writers screwed up:

Favorite friendship: Lisa and Tina, Helena and Marie Rose, Kasumi and Ryu

Character i most identify with: Tina

Character I wish I could be: Whoever is the richest

#dead or alive #doa #gb asks

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fat-slobby-jojo-girls · 2 years

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Muse List

Main Universe: Basically an alternate ending to part 6 where Pucci is defeated by Jotaro during the final battle. there are some minor changes to canon, like Aya surviving part 4 and Yasuho from part 8 being Koichi’s cousin. Everyone lives in Morioh. Tomoko, Trish, Yasuho, and Shinobu live alone but relatively close together. Jolyne, Hermes, and Foo live together.

Muse List:

Jolyne Kujo - 6200 lbs, Hot headed and feisty Jolyne is a balance of fat and muscle. likes to work out to stay “in shape”. can’t use the toilet because her ass breaks everyone it comes in contact with. Secretly isn’t potty trained and usually ends up messing her panties or diaper if she’s forced to wear one. will deny having shit herself despite the smell saying otherwise. Is constantly gassy and her farts can shatter glass. Nearly immobile

Kinks: Weight Gain, gas, muscles, vore, soiling, diapers

Holly Kujo - 6600 lbs, Jolyne’s loving grandma, who moved to Morioh to be closer to her granddaughter. Is just as Buff as jolyne and then some. Got Hamon training from Lisa Lisa to keep her youthful appearance. Is a feeder but doesn’t mind gaining weight herself. was trained in combat by her grandmother

Kinks: Mommydom, Weight gain, cgl, vore, muscles, force feeding, slightly yandere, lactation

Elizabeth Joestar, Aka Lisa Lisa - 6900 lbs, Ex guardian of the red stone of Aja, and current famous Sumo wrestler. was turned into a futa after exposure to the red stone. Teaches a sumo class in morioh.

Kinks: Weight gain, Vore, Futa, sumo, crushing/ facesitting, milf, muscles

Suzi Q - 4900 lbs, Holly’s mom and Elizabeth’s maid. The red stone of Aja blessed her with a permanent youthful appearance, and slowed aging so she looks much younger than she actually is. Spend her time cleaning and helping her mistress.

Kinks: Weight gain, Vore, slob

Hermes Costello - 6000 lbs, A bottom heavy beauty who loves using smaller people as seats. Her burps are just as strong as Jolyne’s farts and her ass can crack concrete easily. Lives with Jolyne and Foo, and usually gets wound up in their crazy shenanigans.

Kinks: Weight gain, Crushing, Face Sitting, gas, vore

Foo Fighters - 3900 lbs, A Gut heavy girl who loves water more than anything. makes for an excellent bed when tired. Wears diapers for convenience and because jolyne wears them.

Kinks: Weight gain, Inflation, gas, vore, diapers

Trish Una -4200 lbs, A Rich pampered blob, Moved to Morioh to start her music career, and owns several fast food joints and restaurants. Lives multiple lives as a business woman, mafia boss, and successful rock star. She disguises herself when performing concerts to keep up her threatening appearance as a mafia boss. Her body type is more of a blob with her fat spread out.

Miraschon- 5,000 lbs, the stand user if Marilyn manson and former inmate of green dolphin Street. She now works in Mariah's bar.

Miuccia Miuller - 9,000 lbs, former officer at Green dolphin Street prison.

Kinks: Weight gain, gas, pampering, being spoiled, being bratty, vore

Tomoko Higashikata- 5500 lbs, Local Slutty Milf who’s willing to fuck anyone and anything for the right price. Works at a strip club to make money on the side. Her breasts are the biggest part of her.

Kinks: Weight gain, gas, vore, lactation, Milf, mommy dom

Shinobu Kawajiri - 5800 lbs, The local Futa milf of Morioh. She tends to be overly polite and denies her slobbier habits. Easily flustered and has the ability to turn anyone she fucks into an overweight slob. Very caring and motherly to everyone she meets.

Kinks: Weight gain, Gas, futanari, vore, cum inflation, mommy kink

Yasuho Hirose - 4000 Ibs, A student at Morioh’s most prestigious universities, Yasuho is a total dork which makes her the target of bullying by her fellow students. Is generally a neet and super anxious. She streams on twitch and plays smash bros competitively.

Kinks: Weight Gain, Humilation, gas, vore, teasing

Middler - 8,000 lbs, one of Dio's assassins now a dancer at Mariah's club.

Mariah - 10,000 lbs, one of Dios former assassins now owns a small bar in Morioh

Aya Tsuji - 6900 lbs, A massive near immobile slob that requires a wagon to haul her massive gut so she can walk. Aya runs the Cinderella “Beauty Salon” in Morioh, and makes a habit out of turning men and women into slobs if they piss her off. She wants to make people happy, and uses her stand to help people achieve true happiness as massive overweight slobs.

Gwess - 6,000 lbs, Jolyne's former cell mate current country music star

Fujiko Fujiyama - 7,000 lbs, former prisoner now a smut artist. She works under Aya at Cinderella.

Kinks: Extreme Slob, weight gain, slob transformation, gas, vore, soiling, body hair (mostly on her belly armpits.)

Kaato Higashikata - 9,900 lbs, Tomoko’s older sister who’s an absolute giant of a woman and loves to tease her younger sister.

Sugar Mountain - ??? Ibs, the guardian of the massive tree found in the mountains outside of Morioh. Anyone who fails the test of honesty will become a huge inflated fruit hanging from the tree.

Erina Joestar/Pendleton - 9,999 lbs, wife of Jonathan joestar through timey wimey shenanigans she is now living in present day Morioh.

Mary Joestar - 15,000 lbs, mother of Jonathan joestar and one of the largest women in the family’s history. She survived the carriage accident thanks to her tremendous weight and lived out her days as a widower in England after the events of part 1. In secret she began studying the paranormal and creatures of the night becoming a bit of a cryptid/monster hunter. and eventually developed a stand which allowed her to travel throughout time as long as a living decendant is available for her to transport to.

Karera Sakunami - 7000 lbs, local trouble make and one of Yasuho’s class mates at university. She picked up Yasuho’s habits and has become a total slob.

Yukako yamagishi - 9,000 lbs, a bit of a yandere she only has eyes for one man~ though she will accept food

Diego Brando - 9,000 lbs, a traveler from across time dropped in the modern age and forced to adapt. hotpants is the only one who knows his secret.

Hot pants - 10,000 lbs, A former nun and agent of the vatican Hot Pants has a trouble past that lead her to where she is now living as a bit of a drifter in Morioh.

Bruno Bucciarati - 10,000 lbs, Bucciarati is a Mafioso and the leader of his own squad within the powerful Neapolitan gang, Passione

Leone Abbacchio - 15,000 lbs, One of Bruno’s underlings and former police officer.

Sheila E - 9,000 lbs, Giorno Giovanna's personal bodyguards

Pannacotta Fugo - 6,000 lbs, one of giorno's many enforcers

Guido Mista - 9,000 lbs, the underboss of passione

Risotto Nero - 20,000 lbs, former head of La squadra

Illuso - 15,000 lbs, the stand user of Man in the Mirror

Irene - 6200 lbs, Jolyne’s look alike and eternal rival. Her stand gorgeous irene lets her fatten and dumb down people by feeding them.

Anakiss - 10,000 lbs, Irene’s girlfriend and massive dumb blob. she has a stand but is usually too stupid to remember how to use it

Rose - 170 lbs, Height, 6 ft., Trish’s manager and mother figure. Is very caring for Trish and wants the best for her but doesn’t put up with Trish’s more bratty tendencies.

Kinks: Feeder, spanking, general dom stuff

Aki - 5900 lbs, A ditzy milf who loves to spoil and feed people. She’s very gassy so i hope you don’t mind the smell.

Kinks: Feeder, Weight Gain, Milf, Lactation, breeding, pregnancy, mommydom, slob, bimbo, cgl

Makoto - 4200 lbs, A young sumo wrestler who’s Aki’s adopted daughter. She’s been spoiled by her mom so she’s put on a lot of weight. travels a lot competing at events with her sister. kind of a tomboy and enjoys sports.

Kuro - 3000 lbs, Makoto’s adopted little sister, She’s a bit of a brat thanks to her mother’s pampering, but she’s sweet when she wants to be. Like her sister she also competes in sumo and is pretty good at it. Is a bit of a goth and likes creepy edgy stuff.

Yuzuki - 140 lbs. A sadistic gameshow host who loves tormenting and humiliating people for others amusement. She runs all contest themed asks and dishes out the punishments for the losers.

Haruko Kawajiri 1000 lbs - A cute chubby Trans girl. Tends to lean towards feeder than feedee. Her and Yasuho are best friends and run a paranormal investigation club at their college. despite not having a stand she is still able to see them and other spirits. She frequently investigates the many supernatural hot spots around her hometown to further her knowledge of spirits and other unnatural phenomenon.

Kinks: Feeding, general weight gain shenanigans.

kei Kira - 8000 lbs, Kaato higashikata’s maid. She hates her boss’s messy life style but has unintentionally become a slob herself.

Dolli Kujo - 10,000 lbs, Jolyne’s mom and huge stress eater. she’s not a stand user and doesn’t want any part of the bizarre adventures her daughter gets up to but usually winds up involved anyway.

Barbara Versace- 8,000 lbs, Mother of Donatello Versace one of the sons of Dio, Barbara is a bit of a hippie having never growing out of the fashion sense she rocked when she was younger. She’s doing a bit of soul searching after the loss of her son. Her stand underneath the radar let’s her view memories of all people and objects within her stands range.

Natasha Mercury - 9,000 lbs, Mother of Ungalo one of the son’s of Dio, Natasha is an avid collector and admirer of the arts and is secretly a huge comic book nerd. Her stand Panic at the Disco allows her to cast illusions on anyone struck by the stands beams of light causing them to belive fictional characters are coming to life.

Ribelli Brando - 10,000 lbs, Mother of Rikiel and one of Dio’s many partners who managed to escape being drained by the vampire. She currently runs a farm in the outskirts of Morioh and is trying to live a simple life and move on from her troubled past. Her stand “let me go home” gives her the ability to control and communicate with animals.

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aftermathing · 2 years

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Absolutely no one asked but here are my Genshin Impact headcanons lol with little explanations-- Monstadters first!

(Note: These are just for fun and not at all canon compliant. Also, please let me know if any of this is problematic, I have not done every quest or hangout and might not know some things. Thanks!)

The Traveler is genderfluid + non-binary he/she/they equally because all of those get used for both Aether and Lumine. They are both trans because they are not identical twins, and Aether literally wears a binder look at him. And they're both bipan because everyone flirts with them from from Lisa to Kaeya to Albedo to Ning'er literally everyone. They are also autistic and there isn't any super evidence for this just that they're from another world and they're semi-verbal.

Paimon is a lesbian and goes by Paimon/Paimons + she/her pronouns.

Bennett is a non-binary butch trans t4t biromantic lesbian and exclusively goes by he/him pronouns. If you're queer he likes you that is all. He might have ADHD.

Amber is bi and trans just because. She's cute and fun and I love her. Jock queen. She/her + xe/xem.

Eula is a trans lesbian and dating Amber they canonically take baths together lol

Jean is bi and trans. She is very distinguished. All the girls who canon have crushes on her see her talking to men (ie calling diluc senpai) and think she's straight but she is VERY bi. She/her.

Barbara is trans too but got to take hormone blockers earlier which is why she will never be as tall as her big siste :(( She/her.

Kaeya is bi and trans his ass is fat and he packs. He/him. He has dated everyone in Monstadt someone stop him.

Diluc is bi but not looking please stop looking he's not interested. He is also trans and demiaro and demiace. He/they. He is dating Jean.

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creepereyes · 2 years

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Episodes with the Springfield Mafia

I go back and forth on who my favorite character is, but right now the Springfield Mafia as a whole is my #1, and I know there’s episodes including them that I haven’t seen or haven’t seen in many years.

I know they appear in these:

Bart The Murderer

Homie The Clown

A Fish Called Selma (brief cameo)

The Twisted World Of Marge Simpson

The one where alcohol gets banned in Springfield

The episode where Lisa’s room gets turned into a cell tower (brief but hilarious cameo)

Grift Of The Magi

Insane Clown Poppy

Trilogy Of Error

Poppa’s Got A Brand New Badge

Moe Baby Blues

One of the Treehouse Of Terrors, 14 maybe? The one where Homer becomes Death

‘Scuse Me While I Miss The Sky

Donnie Fatso (I refuse to accept this episode as canon)

Penny Wiseguys

The one where Tony married Selma

Go Big Or Go Homer

The Fat Blue Line

Diary Queen (cameo)

A Serious Flanders part 1

What others are there? Seasons 11-19, or the post classic but pre HD era, are honestly my least favorite seasons (too much stupid and ‘LOLOL random’ humor for me) but there are still some gems hidden in there like Trilogy Of Error. I’m probably missing out on some mafia episodes.

I’ve got to watch them all, I want more content of my boys.

#the simpsons #the springfield mafia

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sodadrabbles · 3 years

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BOUNDARIES IN WRITING

Alright, I feel this should probably be said. The precedent I set with the content on this blog is clearly a bit... Yknow, NSFW. Kinky. But I have limits of my own, and I feel it necessary to address these before anyone asks for them!

-Minors are entirely OFF LIMITS from NSFW writing. If you come into my askbox asking for NSFW with a minor I will publicly shame you. /th

-I WILL NOT do the really weird kinks like piss/scat, anything gas-related, anything involving the menstrual cycle, or anything involving inflation (feeding kinks are on thin fucking ice). Size kinks with tummy bulges are fine though. I've already written a breeding kink fic because breeding kink go brr but prego/mpreg is just no. R*pe is a no as well but I will do dubcon if the idea is good enough.

-That said, PLEASE don't be mad if I don't get to your request right away if it has a specific kink! I am not knowledgeable in all kinks and probably need to do research on some to make the content of good quality!

-You're free to send in emergency requests and I'll do my best to get to them, but I can't guarantee I'll get to them.

-I can write comfort fics for Eating Disorders, Self-Harm, Trauma, etc. I struggle with these as well and reading comfort fics is my favorite coping mechanism.

-I can write for male readers as well! I'm afab, so a few things may be a bit... Inaccurate, but I will do my best for my readers!

OPTIONS FOR MCYT:

I also have a very strict mindset about who I will and will not write for, as well as limits to what situations I will write for them! I feel it important these are out there both for the comfort of myself, as well as the ability to respect the boundaries of the content creators I write about.

I will write smut for...

c!Technoblade

c!Sapnap

c!Awesamdude

c!Wilbur Soot

c!JSchlatt

c!Philza

c!Dream

I won't write smut for the IRL CCs, it's lowkey very weird.

I will write romance for...

All Characters Listed Above

c!Ranboo

c!Tubbo

c!TommyInnit

c!Ghostbur

Wilbur

Phil

Dream

Sapnap

Quackity (in-game and IRL)

BadBoyHalo (in-game and IRL)

Karl Jacobs (in-game and IRL)

Niki (in-game and IRL)

Puffy (in-game and IRL)

I don't watch everyone on the SMPs content regularly, so some requests involving certain content creators may be inaccurate, but I'll try my best.

I will write platonic/sibling scenes for...

All Characters Listed Above

Techno

Ranboo

Tubbo

Tommy

These are my limits and unless a CC has claimed their discomfort with anything fitting to what I write, this will not be changing. If you know of this happening, please DM with a clip or something and I'll delete anything that breaks the specified boundary from my blog and change this list.

OPTIONS FOR GENSHIN IMPACT:

The ages for characters in Genshin Impact are honestly, a bit difficult to tell- because we aren’t given canonical ages, just hints based on how a character looks or acts. Because of this, I find it will be easiest to limit who I write NSFW for based on who we can tell for sure are adults.

I will write smut for...

Aether

Albedo

Diluc

Ganyu

Gorou

Kaedehara Kazuha

Kaeya

Kujou Sara

Lisa

Lumine

Sangonomiya Kokomi

Scaramouche

Tartaglia

Thoma

Xiao

Zhongli

Please note this list is also limited by who I have experience with, so I’m sorry if it’s pretty limited. Also, before anyone asks- I include Aether and Lumine because they most likely are adults- Otherwise there wouldn’t be nearly a many ‘romantic’ or nearly sexual interactions between them and characters like Kaeya or Childe. Just sayin’.

I will write romance for...

All Characters Listed Above

Amber

Barbara

Beidou

Bennett

Chongyun

Hu Tao

Jean

Ayaka

Noelle

Razor

Sucrose

Venti

Xiangling

Yanfei

Yoimiya

Again, limited by who I have experience with- Like most people I have preferences. Characters I don’t know well just won’t be available, I’m sorry.

I will write platonic/sibling scenes for...

All Characters Listed Above

Diona

Klee

Qiqi

Sayu

Baby squad. That is all.

OPTIONS FOR MY HERO ACADEMIA:

There’s been a lot of discourse about My Hero Academia and smut, especially involving a certain VA on YouTube- But I really won’t get into that here. For my own comfort, I won’t write NSFW about anyone who’s not canonically an adult- No aging up. With that out of the way...

I will write smut for...

Keigo Takami

Shota Aizawa

Tomura Shigaraki

Dabi

Fat Gum

Kai Chisaki

Mirko

I will write romance for...

All Characters Listed Above

Ochako Uraraka

Shoto Todoroki

Katsuki Bakugo

Tsuyu Asui

Momo Yaoyorozu

Kyouka Jirou

Izuku Midoriya

Denki Kaminari

Himiko Toga

Eijiro Kirishima

Mina Ashido

Hitoshi Shinso

Neijire Hado

Tamaki Amajiki

Mirio Togata

Hanta Sero

Mei Hatsume

Itsuka Kendo

Kinoko Komori

Please ask me about Kinoko. I. I love her??? HELLO???

I will write platonic/sibling scenes for...

All Characters Listed Above

I’m sorry that’s it. And I’m STUPID. Sorry.

That's everything. Thank you for reading and keep all of these in mind when requesting. Thank you!

#boundaries in writing

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flo-nelja · 3 years

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Derry Girls by Lisa McGee

For this femslash february, I will do recs of female-centered stories with canon wlw!

Length: TV show, for now two seasons, each one 6 episodes of 24 minutes. It's shorter than it seems :-D Happy ending or not? Not finished! Given the tone, I assume so. It's a sitcom. Is there other representation? Not a lot, but Sister Michael, the school headmaster, is fat and a very good character. Warnings? It happens in the 90s in Northern Ireland, so there is frequent talk of terrorism. What about the plot? A group of friends (Erin, her cousin Orla, her friends Michelle and Clare, and Michelle's English cousin James) try to make the best of their teenage life in their Catholic high school. Despite the Troubles in 90s Ireland, and sometimes annoying family. (James goes to a girls' high school because he's English, and everyone would beat him up if he went to the boys' high school. It's admitted by everyone as a fact of life) How good it is? It's very good. The teenagers are and think like real teenagers, the humor is incredibly funny, the soundtrack is nice (given the setting they use the Cranberries all the time and I'm glad about it). I really like how the mix of ordinary life and dark political background is used. You can tell the writer is Irish and was here. There's just a bit of second-hand embarrassment in a few episodes. Especially the ones with Father Peter.

Who is the wlw? (spoilers for the ending of s1)

There's no romance (for now at least), it's only about identity, which is not obvious, in such a catholic country. Also, once she's out, in s2, the other characters starts to wear rainbow badges and it's cute.

#derry girls #femslash february

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alliluyevas · 3 years

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tagged by @bourgeoix to share my top five movies, tv shows, and books of 2020!

i’m including only things that i read or watched for the first time this year, which made it hard especially in books because most of my reading this year was re-reading, but oh well!

movies

1917 (Jesus, was that only this January????)

Knives Out

GoodFellas

The VVitch

The Jumanji remake (it was very entertaining lol)

tv shows

The Sopranos (obviously!)

Breaking Bad

American Horror Story

She-Ra: Princesses of Power

Midsomer Murders (technically had seen a couple episodes but I watched it more thoroughly this year)

books

In the Name of the Family by Sarah Dunant (I read her Blood and Beauty last year and loved it and I finally got around to picking up the sequel! Really a perfectly matched pair.)

the Sopranos tie-in cookbook which is really genuinely a great read as an extra-canonical material to the show and not just as a solid Italian-American cookbook

Summer Kitchens by Olia Hercules

Salt Fat Acid Heat by Samin Nosrat (yes, most of the stuff I read for the first time this year WAS cookbooks)

Other People’s Children by Lisa Delpit (I read this for my coursework, but I think it would be a worthwhile read for non-teachers as well, Delpit is one of the really eminent writers on education and culturally responsive teaching! It was a really eye-opening book and I’m glad it was assigned).

tagging @xenowlsome @mariacallous @likeniobe @vomitrocious123 @importantlesbian

#the tv shows i watched this year........an eclectic mix i see!

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zmediaoutlet · 4 years

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You had a very interesting view about Sam and I agree that it’s not a bad thing. I was wondering what your thoughts are about Dean. He is quite open minded when it comes to sex but the only women we have seen him become emotionally involved with over a longer period of time are “hot”.

This is hearkening back to a LONG TIME AGO with the headcanon that almost shall not be named, because people got so shitfit pissy about it, but hey, maybe some of those people have permanently lost internet access and we don’t have to hear from them anymore: it was about how I like quietly playing with the idea of Sam being a tiny bit physically shallow. I repeat: it’s a damn interesting idea. Especially with how Sam is so consciously (and it is conscious, to the point of being self-conscious) Politically Correct, and ‘enlightened’, and all. Anyway. That’s some old shit. On to this new shit.

Definitely, Dean prefers the hot, too. I mean, of course he does–who doesn’t? Lisa was smokin’, no doubt about it, and he’s smokin’ too–tens settling naturally with other tens, that’s the way it goes. Isn’t that some internet saying? That you don’t naturally move more than one deviation away from your ‘ranking’? That’s definitely been Dean’s truth. (Of course, lately we’re supposed to pretend that he’s not one of the most exquisite creatures to walk the earth–dad bod? really? come on, twats.)

Still, can’t you see Dean going for a–pardon the phrase–chonker? Maybe not a size 18 jeans, zitty, bad hair Kmart lady (does she even exist in the world of Supernatural?), but someone with a little… what was the phrase. Give. I’m thinking of the fatsucker episode, where they were talking to that girlfriend, and while she talked about her fat dead husband Sam was faintly repulsed and Dean just looked thoughtful. A little cushion for the pushin’–doesn’t seem like a bad idea, really. There’s also way back in that first Gabriel episode. Granted, hard to pull canon from that since it’s a rashomon story, but Dean’s vision of the grad student was a sexy black dress–Sam’s vision was a, yes, slightly chunky white trash chick, and Dean seemed perfectly happy to be there. The thing is, I can picture Dean happy with either version–eager and thrilled and ready to bang at the slightest invitation–which I can’t do, with Sam. Sam found white trash chick faintly repulsive, too; just look how his POV relates the story, with her half-puking and then swallowing it, and her blue eyeshadow, and both of them sloppy. He’s clearly grimacing, and it might be because of behavior entirely, but then why does his POV put her in an entirely different body? The grad student actress could’ve played both roles–but she didn’t, and I think that tells us a leetle something.

The thing is that, duh, TV world, both of them are super sexy and most of their hookups are going to be wannabe starlets who are also sexy. That’s just the way it goes. But the part I find genuinely interesting is in the difference between their attitudes. Dean just comes across as… happy to be there? “Oh, you want to have sex with me? Hooray!” I’m sure he has preferences, too, but everything I can think of seems to be a personality preference–Bela’s hot as fuck, but he will not have sex with her because he finds her personally repulsive. Same as the middle-aged ladies in Ask Jeeves–if they’d been cool and not awful, I can one hundred percent see Dean being the filling in a MILF sandwich and then bragging about it afterwards to Sam. In contrast, Sam comes across with much stronger preferences. Note, clearly not (canonically) demisexual, since he banged down with Piper after a single diner conversation and with Dr Cara after a total of half an hour of case-related talk–he’s dtf and I love him for it. But he’s also not dtf with any random lady who waves her cooch his way, and that’s… great.

Isn’t that great? It’s not a bad thing, to have preferences–it’s only cool-different-strange when those preferences are counter to your expectations for a character. Think how easy it’d be to write Badass Cool Guy Dean as someone who rolls his eyes at the chicks who throw themselves at him, and to have him be cold, and only fuck just the right femme fatale who measures up to his standards. We know that character, we’ve had to hang out with him. How totally unexpected and fuggin delightful is it that the real Dean is in fact none of that, and is instead a warm muffin who grins about all the ladies and goes so soft under affection that he practically dissolves into a puddle? And then by contrast: educated feminist liberal Sam, it’d be so easy to picture him with a beautiful at any size t-shirt on, and seriously blogging about how society’s expectations are harmful blah blah blah. And the thing is, I bet he would; I just find it more interesting if, in his heart of hearts, he doesn’t actually feel it. Characters are always more interesting with contradictory layers.

#shallow!sam #yeah i said it #i maintain that most of the reason people were pissed #comes into two categories #'saint sammy has no flaws how dare you?!?!?!'#as though having a preference is a flaw #but also:#'how dare you imply sam wouldn't fuck me???'#which i think was the crux of the matter #he doesn't like fat chicks and that's fine #as a fellow fat chick: i wouldn't expect sam to fuck me either #stick to the c-list starlets sam #it's your echelon #spn meta #Anonymous

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The Simpsons Season 32 Episode 12 Review: Diary Queen

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This The Simpsons review contains spoilers.

The Simpsons Season 32 Episode 12

The Simpsons Season 32, episode 12, “Diary Queen,” may be the sweetest offering of the series. It’s not only sentimental and self-esteem-positive, it’s downright edumacational. At least for Bart, who certainly learns a lesson. Thankfully, as the episode explains by example, he probably won’t retain it.

“What’s the matter, Bart? I figure you’d be used to failing by now,” Edna Krabappel once consoled the spiky haired kid who seemed so determined to get through school without schooling. Marcia Wallace, who played the Springfield Elementary teacher, died unexpectedly in October 2013. Edna’s death was first acknowledged in “Four Regrettings and a Funeral,” from season 25, when Bart wrote “We’ll really miss you Mrs. K” on the chalkboard. He only wrote it once. Her death was punishment enough. Both the character and the voice actor were instrumental in the chemistry of The Simpsons, and chemistry happens to be one of the few things Bart’s ever excelled at in school, even pranking a talent show in the “Haw-Haw Land” episode. But he gets his beakers crossed in the latest installment.

“Diary Queen” opens with an inspired West Side Story song parody, “Too Nice” replacing “Tonight.” It’s time for Ned Flanders’s annual yard sale, and he’s on a holy mission to undersell eBay. Comic Book Guy is looking for a broom to play Quidditch on, Waylen Smithers is going to score some kitsch, and Ned will finally toss those fuzzy dice Maude bought him to the bottom of an impulse item box of jokes he did not get. The Flanders family are parting with their humble possession in a public bid for humility, in case no one notices. Ned gives up Rod’s teeth. Todd consigns his toys to the auction block on the grass. “Playing is a sin that we regret,” one of the Flanders kids explains.

Ned’s bizarre outdoor bazaar is the only segment which has any meanness in it. The Springfieldians want to take advantage of Ned, and openly mock him. Carl and Lenny turn the yard sale into a yarn brawl, and Jimbo’s gang buys commemorative plates just to smash them. It’s enough to send Ned looking for the fans he always carries around in case of stress-induced hot flashes. As Patty and Selma are flicking ashes into Rod and Tod’s baby shoes, it seems Nelson, Bart, and Millhouse are the only ones worthy to buy Ned’s treasured mementos. And, of those, only Nelson’s purchase is authentic. He buys all the bad words, like “adultery” and “fornication,” which Ned cut out of his old religious texts. Nelson has a genuine use for them, you can just tell.

Bart and Millhouse buy the books. Even without the offending admonishments, they swear they’ll still find useful ways to better themselves. Their haul winds up being the fiery centerpiece for a supercool skateboarding feat which no one will ever see. It’s an old joke, but we do get to notice how big Millhouse’s nose looks when he’s picking it. One book, which gives the title to the episode, is spared the conflagration of Bart’s daredevil jump: Edna Krabappel’s diary. Bart recognizes the Ds and Fs, and Millhouse recognizes the smell of Parliament Lights 100s. It’s very telling how these are the most recognizable clues. They are each ready-made character punchlines.

The diary is a font of information. Bart and Millhouse learn all the teachers work night jobs during school hours, and the many lonely secrets of Groundskeeper Willie. But their first use of it is inspired gaggery. Bart learns Superintendent Chalmers keeps his car keys behind the visor. The two kids not only steal the car but take advantage of a free yogurt offer at a car wash. The idea that taking the yogurt and ditching the car is a “perfect crime” is great kids’ logic. It is a little odd, however, that Springfield’s Chief Wiggum sees fourth grade car thieves as inspiration for a little personal time with Officer Lou, but it works within Simpsons logic.

The central point of the episode is Bart’s relationship with his dead teacher, and his relationship with himself. He actually believes someone he thought only saw him as troublesome also considered him “smart as a whip.” It leads him to believe he actually has potential, which he translates to: all the time he was showing his butt he was showing promise. This spurs him into thinking about getting seriously educated. Not only does he try but he succeeds on his first dry run, resisting the urge to draw a skeleton head on a multiple-choice test grid, and getting an A. Not only does he finally understand how his sister Lisa doesn’t suck, but he puts himself on the same level.

Lisa goes through all the stages of jealousy, and even realizes she’s on the verge of obsession when even her imaginary comfort pony begins to look like Bart. This makes it worse, because realizing he is the only thing she can think about only makes her dwell on it. Lisa is usually the family genius, and how she reacts to Bart doing well really depends on the circumstance and need for story conflict. For instance, when Bart had to apply geometry to miniature golf in an early episode, Lisa brought a Zenlike understanding of all things which putt. Lisa does Bart a disservice tonight in the guise of doing the right thing. It’s her MO.

Of course, Marge and Lisa don’t trust Bart’s recent good grades, but while he comes up clean to Marge, Lisa digs up the dirt. Bart correlates “cruel” with “lying” because “they’re both great.” He thinks he’s going to win a Spelling Bee just because he has the potential to do it. Would it have been less cruel for Lisa to let him see how far his belief would get him? She’s set him up for worse humiliations just for an edge at science fairs.

Millhouse gets a few good gags tonight. When Lisa starts developing a rash because of the stress of not crushing her brother’s potential, he pulls cream out of his fanny pack labeled “rash stash.” Groundskeeper Willie is a highlight of the episode. His character has one of the most interesting takes on passive aggressive behavior in comedy. It’s not that he gets it backwards, so much as he pays it forward: Terrorizing Bart with the idea of simmering a new pet into rabbit stew when all he’s thinking of is how much bunnies love stewed carrots.

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Subtle social commentary makes its way into the episode. As this is the first episode since the Trump presidency, it opens with a Bald Eagle flying a sign asking “Is it safe yet?” We learn Ned doesn’t find Bill Maher funny. A priest tells Bart and Millhouse reading someone else’s diary in church is not the worst thing you can do within the hallowed walls. Moments later we see the priest handcuffed and escorted past the pews by the police. We can only wonder what offenses are happening at Reverend Lovejoy’s competition.

Fat Tony (Tony Montagna) tells his henchmen his crime family doesn’t kill children, “We wait till they’re 18.” Lisa is kept up at night by the cold dead eyes of Mike Pence. Subtle subversive commentary can be found when Principal Skinner declares the drug-free portion of the school assembly a success because Lisa, the only one in the auditorium, tells him she doesn’t do drugs. But the scene comes shortly after we learn Dr. Hibbert is pushing kiddie-Xanax “sleepies” and “dopies” on her. The best bad side effects are “Portuguese insolence” and the “tendency to see yourself as others see you.”

The episode has quite a few sight gags which work well. The sign outside the Spelling Bee contest reads H-E-A-R, and we see one of the losing contestants ripping up a dictionary on the way to the exit. When Ned starts to preachify in the treehouse, he only stops because Bart is drawing back a trigger finger on his slingshot. Mrs. Krabappel’s beloved cat not only was not harmed during the making of the episode, but was a willing participant, according to the closing disclaimer. One of the stills in the photo montage is of Krabappel watching The Bob Newhart Show, which Marcia Wallace was a regular on.

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For the majority of The Simpsons’ run, Mrs. Krabappel was a sexually independent woman who was often “looking for a substitute to teach me a lesson I sorely need.” She began dating widower Ned in “The Ned-Liest Catch” from season 22. They married in secret and stayed together until her death in “The Man Who Grew Too Much.” The cause of Edna’s death has never been revealed, except in a non-canon, future-set episode. For this installment, Wallace’s two lines are taken from earlier episodes. “Diary Queen” will be her last appearance.

This is a different kind of arc for The Simpsons. “Diary Queen” is on an uplifting trajectory until Lisa knocks it off course, and ends in a sudden life-affirming crash. Bart’s final warning to Marge, “I’ll go over the edge if you try to make me feel better,” is wonderfully skewered, but the final twist is a dose of treacle. The episode was originally slated to premiere on Valentine’s Day, and is a sweet sendoff.

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cacti-are-like-flamingos · 4 years

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Characters/ Types of Request

**Characters will be added if I can imagine them actually saying the words I write

All characters will be aged up 21 yrs.+ if they are originally minor. I will repeat once more, I started this page incredibly young --- back then, it was appropriate for me to like kid characters because I was a kid myself. But I am older now. If you want me to write about a character that first premiered as a minor, I will only write about them in an adult setting. Meaning, all characters, from this day (1/3/2023) and onwards, are fully grown adults going through adult situations w/ the exception of a flashback or .

Example.

My canon universe --- BNHA is a University Setting. JJK is a current/post-canon University Setting. Haikyuu!! is a University Setting. Anything before 2023 is to be treated as a teenager's want to practice literature.

From now on, things will work differently.

If you read this, thank you for your time.

Feel free to request according to the establish rules.

...

One Piece -

Pirates

Monkey D. Luffy

Portgas D. Ace

Zoro Roronoa

Sanji Vinsmoke

Trafalgar D. Law

Kid Eustass

Killer

Shanks

Katakuri Charlotte

Silvers Rayleigh

Gol D. Roger

Doflamingo Donquixote

Dracule Mihawk

Marco the Phoenix

Thatch

Izo

Benn Beckman

Sir Crocodile

Marines

Smoker

“Aokiji” Kuzan (ex-marine ver. too)

“Kizaru” Borsalino

“Akainu” Sakazuki

“Fujitora” Issho

Captain Koby

Rocinante Donquixote

Monkey D. Harp

Sengoku

World Government

Kaku

Rob Lucci

Other.

Kyoshiro / Denjiro

My Hero Academia -

Pro-Heroes/University Students

Katsuki Bakugou

Izuku Midoriya

Shouto Todoroki

Hitoshi Shinsou

Eijirou Kirishima

Denki Kaminari

Tenya Iida

Hanta Sero

Momo Yaoyorozu

Ochaco Uraraka

Fumikage Tokoyami

Mina Ashido

Mirio Togata

Tamaki Imajiki

Inasa Yoarashi

Eri (Parental)

Pro-Heroes/Professors

Shouta Aizawa / Eraserhead

Toshinori Yagi / All Might

Hizashi Yamada / Present Mic

Tsunagu Hakamata / Best Jeanist

Keigo Takami / Hawks

Enji Todoroki / Endeavor (Debatable)

Nemuri Kayama / Midnight

Taishiro Toyomitsu / Fat Gum

Gunhead

Sekijiro Kan / Vlad King

Shinji Nishiya / Kamui Woods

Villains

Kurogiri

Tomura Shigaraki

Touya Todoroki / Dabi

Chisaki Kai / Overhaul

Himiko Toga

Haikyuu!! -

Karasuno

Kageyama

Hinata

Tsukishima

Nishinoya

Asahi

Tanaka

Daichi

Suga

Keishin Ukai

Nekoma

Kuroo

Kenma

Aobajohsai

Iwaizumi

Oikawa

Date Tech High

Aone

Fukurodani

Bokuto

Akaashi

Shiratorizawa

Ushijima

Tendou

Assassin’s Creed -

Assassin’s

Ezio Auditore

Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad

Connor Kenway

Alexios

Jacob Frye

Yusuf Tazim

Templar’s

Shay Patrick Cormac

Haytham Kenway

John Wick -

John Wick

Fire Force -

Company 1

Leonars Burns

Karim Flam

Rekka Hoshimiya

Huo Yan Li

Company 5

Hibana

Company 7

Benimaru Shinmon

Hikage (Parental)

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Akitaru Obi

Lisa Isaribi

Iris

Maki Oze

Takehisa Hinawa

Shinra Kusakabe

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Yuji Itadori

Megumi Fushiguro

Nobara Kugisaki

Gojo Satoru

Toge Inumaki

Levi Ackermann

Maki Zenin

Sukuna

Aoi Todo

Kento Nanami

Suguru Getou

Toji Fushiguro

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Jungle Park [15]

Chapter 14 - Chapter 15 - Chapter 15.5 OR Chapter 16

➜ Words: 5.6k

➜ Genres: Fluff, Light Humour (?), Slice of Life, Workplace Romance!AU

➜ Summary: The equation is simple. Hoseok needs to hire someone. You need a job. Except like any actual equation, it’s not fucking simple at all! Not when you have to add the fact that he was forced to hire someone he doesn’t want in his office, he has little respect for your job in general, and oh yeah...once upon a time you might have—*CENSORED*.

“The work you do going forward will not only affect you, but the lives of the people all around you. From your law partners to your clients…” The speaker at the front drones and on and on, his voice booming around the grandiose courtroom. You imagine a wedding ceremony could take place here or a nationwide criminal court case that you often see in the movies. Jungkook is sitting dead center in the crowd of other articling students, wearing gorgeous black silk robes with a white shirt underneath it. “The most important advice I can gift to you today is to enjoy the journey and not just the destination. You will find in your life that often times—” His parents are sitting in the front rows, beaming with pride while his older brother is snapping a million photos with his giant Canon camera, embarrassing Jungkook and making him all the more bashful. The entire firm is sitting behind them, watching and proud that the little student was finally being called to the bar. The judge speaks quietly, calm and composed as he delivers a few jokes here and there while making his own inspirational speech. You listen in before leaning over to Hoseok and lowly whispering, “Is there something on my face?” “No.” His brows furrow and he takes a glance at you. “Why?” “I don’t know. You’re the one who keeps looking at me,” you murmur at a barely coherent volume. “Is there something wrong?” Hoseok sits straight, leaning back on the hard bench and scanning the premise to see if anyone has noticed. “No, no. It’s fine.” The lawyer brushes you off and you have no choice, but to disregard it like it was part of your imagination. The ceremony continues and everyone watches until the kids stand up together, turning towards the woman who reads the official oath from the open book. Her hand is held in the air and as she reads line by line, the crowd of almost-lawyers repeating after her, being sworn in as they promise to uphold the dignity of the law to the best of their abilities. As it ends, there’s a massive round of applause and you see Jungkook emerging from the horde to land in his mother’s arms, hugging the older woman while she tells him how proud she is. It’s an endearing sight, especially when his dad gives him a bouquet of flowers to congratulate him and he has tears in his eyes which his brother makes fun of. “Congratulations, Kook!” Jimin takes five strides outside of the building, walking against the flow of people leaving to smother Jungkook in a hug, even when the younger is larger in built. “I can’t believe our little Jungkook has finally made it!” Sunyi smiles softly, catching the eye of a few other older lawyers who pass by. She’s wearing a bright yellow sundress that is reminiscent of sunflowers, having gone to a garden party with her grandma before rushing over here and making it on time. Yoongi seems to notice the prying eyes of strangers and stands in the way, blocking her from other people being able to ogle. “I’m so proud!” Taehyung declares in the meanwhile, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand and sniffling dramatically. “I feel like a father who just watched his son grow up.” Jungkook laughs, his nose scrunched and his cute bunny teeth showing in his grin. “You’re not my dad.” “Does this mean we can give him the Yoo case file?” Yoongi suggests in a light voice, lifting his volume to be louder than the noise coming from the different crowds. “I hope you’re ready, Jungkook.” Naul grips the strap of her bag, closed toe heels stepping together. “You’re going to be in court on Monday by yourself arguing for our client.” Immediately, the boy’s smile falls. His doe eyes widen as large as saucers, features contorting into blatant fear. Jimin nearly falls onto his knees in laughter. “Give him a break! He’ll go on Tuesday.” But that still does little to comfort the new lawyer. “T-T-...Tuesday?” “Don’t tease the poor kid!” You step in with a laugh, saving the day before he can have a mental breakdown. “Come on, we can talk about this later. We should get back to the office.” “Everyone, listen to Y/N. She’s the boss now.” Jimin announces with a smile and the entire firm walks off not to crowd up the entrance and block people from exiting. Jungkook’s parents and brother join as well, but you shift around slightly when you notice that he and Hoseok linger. “Good job, Jungkook.” Hoseok wraps his arms around the younger’s shoulder, hugging and squeezing him while swaying side to the side. The boy blinks a few times before melting into a sheepish smile. “Thanks.” Hoseok plants a fat kiss on his head, on top of his hair, and Jungkook makes a disgruntled noise, moving back to avoid further smooches. Hoseok laughs and you smile before turning away. // The party is rather modest and much less chaotic than the end-of-the-year holiday celebration, but there’s still catering and everyone is able to get a nice lunch. Music plays in the back while people mingle together, but the main attraction seems to be the slideshow of Jungkook from when he was a baby until now. You’re glad Jimin insisted on making it and that you contracted his parents to find the photos. It warms your heart and he’s downright adorable. You feel proud that he came such a long way. “You were so cute as a toddler.” He’s shy and flustered, scratching the back of his head. “Thanks.” “I was going to get you a bouquet of flowers too, but I didn’t know what you would do with them.” “It’s okay. All of this is more than enough.” “At least let me treat you to a meal some time, okay?” you insist, feeling way too guilty when it seemed like everyone else had some sort of present for him. “It’s my way of saying congratulations.” Jungkook nods with a bright grin. “Okay.” It doesn’t take a single second later before Lisa is shrieking at the top of her lungs. “Oh my god!” The both of you whirl your heads over to find the slideshow beginning Jungkook’s puberty years and his face drains of colour all at once. Jimin, Taehyung, Seokjin, Namjoon, and Seulgi all burst out into laughter, unable to contain themselves. “Look at how cute he is!” His mother coos at the photos, a sense of nostalgia overwhelming the older woman. “Mom! Oh my god. How do we turn this off?!” He groans, walking over and trying to do damage control. But more pictures of Jungkook’s fourteen year old self dressed as Goku and other various characters from Dragon Ball Z comes up. “This was ingenious.” Hoseok approaches with one hand in his pocket and the other holding a glass of nonalcoholic champagne. He stands side by side with you, looking straight ahead at the projected screen. “Thanks. It was Jimin’s idea though.” “Still a good job on your part.” He steals a glance, but never looks you in the eye. “Jimin has a thousand ideas every day. Doesn’t mean they can all be executed.” “Mhmm…” you hum a note, watching everyone chatting. Jungkook is still the center of attention and scrambling to save face in front of his colleagues and superiors. It’s loud and noisy all around you, but between you and Hoseok, it’s quiet. “You know….you don’t have to tiptoe around me.” He turns to look at you in surprise and you smile, using his own words against him. “I’m not.” “You seem uncomfortable. If it’s something I did, then let me know so I can fix it. You don’t suit being nervous and unconfident.” There’s a beat of silence before he’s scoffing with a laugh. “You didn’t do anything,” he lies easily. “It’s because of work. Things are beginning to pick up and soon enough, we’re going to be busy around here.” “If it’s stress then you can always come talk to me if you want.” You nudge him playfully. “There are a ton of stress relieving methods I know about and I might be able to give you a stress ball or two. But you should hurry. I have reason to suspect that Jin’s going to claim all of them soon.” Hoseok laughs. “I’ll pass.” “Your call.” You shrug. “You’re the one who hired me, so you should use me to your full advantage.” “If I used you to your full advantage, you wouldn’t last a single day.” There’s a streak of mischief that glimmers in his eyes. Now you’re the one scoffing. “What’s that supposed to mean?” And to your dismay, the lawyer only shrugs and giggles again. It’s nice to see him relaxed and at ease, able to joke around with you and look you in your eyes. Things have returned back to normal…..at least temporarily. // Although you have no clue what is a lie and what is a truth when it comes from his lips, Hoseok isn’t wrong when he told you that things were about to become busy….because things become hectic and out of control. If the phrase ‘shit hits the fan’ could be personified, you suppose this is what it would look like. “Namjoon, Namjoon.” Yoongi’s walking with his briefcase and coat in tow, a quick pace that the poor legal assistant can barely keep up with. “I need you to come with me. Bring me Mr. Ji’s case file.” “Okay.” The male’s glasses nearly fall off his face with how quickly he whips himself to the left, grabbing his jacket and belongings. “We’re meeting with his wife’s attorney. Apparently he took the kids with him and she wants to press kidnapping charges.” The both of them run out of the office like their pants are on fire. In the meanwhile, on the other side of the floor, Seulgi and tech-savvy Dahyun are on the carpet trying to fix the copier. The photocopier jammed an hour ago while the other copier is failing to connect to any computer whatsoever. It’s an outright disaster with Inyoung taking Dahyun’s place at reception, catching up on all the phone calls, technicians being contacted to fix the machines. Seokjin left to the courthouse to print the necessary documents needed for later files. At least Taehyung and Jungkook managed to escape the madness that was spiralling wildly. They drove to the next city over, dealing with a case at a different courthouse. Naul is also meeting with a client somewhere outside the office. It leaves only a few of you left at the actual firm, notably Jimin and Sunyi who are in the middle of mediation in the conference room. Half an hour ago, the wife came in and angrily demanded that things be resolved today. The appointment was pushed up, the soon-to-be-ex husband dragged in, and it ruined the schedule completely. You feel useless. There’s nothing you can do to help. Legal professional privilege doesn’t allow you to assist in matters between a client and a lawyer, and when you tried to help fix the photocopier, you dragged them down with your confusion. You’d bask in the simpleness of your job if it wasn’t for the way guilt worms its way beneath your skin. The phone rings suddenly and it snaps you out of your trance. Inyoung is on the other line, sounding a little more nervous than usual. “Ummm...Y/N...have you seen Hoseok?” “No, I haven’t. Did you try calling his cell?” “He’s not picking up. I didn’t see him exit either.” “Is there something wrong?” “No, there’s someone here to see him, that’s all. But I’ll tell her to wait.” “Okay. Tell me if you need help with anything.” “Alright.” You resume working on the staff handbook, completed three quarters way through. You’re finally finished the section about discipline policies and about to begin writing about rules regarding company equipment and computers. But as you stand to stretch your legs and make your way to the kitchen for a coffee refill, on the way there, you run into someone in the waiting area. “Wendy?” “Oh! Y/N!” The beautiful woman with her light pink blouse and black pencil skirt stands with a smile. She fixes her honey coloured hair to drape her backside. “It’s been a while!” “Yeah, it’s been a long time.” You linger for an awkward moment, not sure what to do before you motion down the hall. “Would you like to come into my office instead of waiting out here?” “Sure.” She grabs her bag and follows your lead. “I’m sorry. We don’t know where Hoseok is at the moment, but we should be able to reach him soon.” “It’s fine. I don’t mind. It’s not like I have anything else to do. I’m actually quite free these days and it’s nice to be around other people. Less lonely that way.” As she walks down the corridor, her brown eyes does a sweep of the premise. “You guys must be busy around here.” “Yeah, it’s been a bit hectic this week.” “I’m glad Hoseok’s business is doing well.” She has a soft smile while entering your office. “This is so cute!” “It’s nothing much.” You’re embarrassed at your poor excuse of an office. There are lame posters on the wall, tiny plants at the window sill, but it’s still a closet no matter how hard you try to make it better. “Just making do with what I have.” “No, it’s cozy.” She takes a seat from across your desk. “Trust me, I once had a massive office and just useless furniture. Made me feel worse since it was so empty and lonely.” Wendy sighs, “I’m so glad it’s over.” “Over?” “I’m selling my office and the entire firm actually.” She leans back in the comfortable armchair with her arms crossed. “I owned the firm with my husband, built that business from the ground up. We were partners, but now that we’re getting that divorce, we’re liquidating it all and splitting the money.” “It’s funny, huh? How you can invest yourself and your future so much into another person, but something just happens and all your plans get ruined.” It’s like a pressurized geyser has exploded the minute you took off the lid and she spills all the beans of her life. “Well...I’m just happy to get away.” “That’s good then.” You’re not so sure if you should be hearing all this, such private matters that are usually kept hidden from you, but Wendy tells you casually like she doesn’t mind, like she’s reading from the Sunday paper, like you’re a friend. “You’re giving me that look.” “What look?” “That fearful look that tells me you’re scared.” The corner of her red lipstick-stained lips tugs upwards and she flicks a piece of dirt from underneath her fingernail before bringing her attention back to you. “Don’t worry. Not all marriages end like mine. Some end worse. Some end better. A lot don’t end at all.” Without taking a breath she continues, “They always tell you not to shit where you eat...if that man,” she spits the word out with disdain, “and I were not partners, it probably would’ve made this a lot easier. I would still have a job at least. But you know, my seventeen years of marriage was great. The three after that were alright and then the last two were horrible. If you were to ask me if I would do it all over again….maybe. For seventeen years, I had everything I could’ve wanted, a partner, a husband, a companion.” A wistful sigh leaves the seams of her mouth and she gestures with her hand tiredly. “I think I’m rambling, but I don’t want to scare you off.” “What do you mean?” you ask, not sure what she’s implying. There’s a chance that she doesn’t hear your question and a chance that she straight out ignores you. She never once clarifies herself. Instead, Wendy switches the topic of conversation. “How’s Hoseok?” “Hoseok? Y-yeah...he’s doing fine. Busy.” The fifty-one year old lawyer who appears stunningly twenty-five reaches out and takes the stress ball on your desk that looks like Earth. She squeezes and watches it come back to life, relaxing in the chair and fiddling with the toy. “That boy is always busy. He’s very passionate about his work. But outside of it, I swear to god, he’s a clown.” You burst out laughing. “I would say he’s more like a cheerleader.” “Yes.” The woman snaps her fingers. “That kid has a handful of good traits, encouraging, cheerful, but his energy can be downright burdensome. Not only that, but he is so meticulous and I’ve seen him run this office enough to know he secretly enjoys tormenting his employees.” Hoseok’s former mentor laughs again and shakes her head. “He keeps your hands full without you even realizing.” “No one really knows that side of him around here.” You take a brief glance outside of your office door. “Everyone is either scared, intimidated, or they just don’t like him. He thinks being respected and being loved are mutually exclusive.” The timbre of your voice drops down into a whisper. “It makes me sad.” “But he seems brighter these days,” the woman from across your desk points out while watching you carefully. “Does he?” You hope so. Sometimes you worry that he feels too alone. You know that Hoseok is completely aware of the rumours about him and how people actively avoid him. And he doesn’t want to make anyone feel uncomfortable, so he leaves this office later or earlier to avoid taking the elevator with his employees. He doesn’t speak freely to people who aren’t Jimin and Yoongi. He eats lunch by himself in the office, pretending he’s too busy to join everyone else. He rarely displays his affection, rarely shows no restraint. He focuses too much on being firm and professional. He doesn’t mind being labeled at the mean and angry one. And it makes you sad. Jung Hoseok makes you worry too much. “Yeah.” Wendy’s gaze softens. “And I think it’s because of you.” “Me?” “Hoseok is very careful with the people in his life. Despite his good nature, he’s a man of serious commitment and loyalty. I know that much.” She nods as further confirmation of her convictions. “And I can tell that the two of you are very close.” “We...we aren’t that close,” you deny. “It’s just that we used to go to school together, that’s all.” But the female’s perception is too sharp for you to fool. “I think you’re underplaying the truth here.” Another smile appears on her visage. “There’s nothing wrong with admitting you care about another human being.” “I just….” You don’t know how to explain yourself, how to reveal a past that cannot be spelled out in mere words. “We tried. A long time ago. We tried to be something more. And it didn’t work out. At all.” She hums, setting down the stress ball and looking straight at you. “I think sometimes things aren’t meant to work out...but that doesn’t make the time spent together any less meaningful. Sometimes and only sometimes...I think there are things in the world that are worth trying over and over again.” Your mouth opens, but before something more can be said, someone else appears at the door. He’s panting a few breaths, black hair made amok, suit slightly wrinkled like he jogged here. “I was in the bathroom.” “There you are!” Wendy lifts herself from her seat and gives a quick hug to the lawyer. “Sorry for making you wait.” “No, I was having a nice chat with Miss. Y/N here. Very pleasant girl.” “Alright…?” Hoseok glances at you, a bit amused and skeptical. Then he looks at his former mentor and now client. “Should we get going?” “Of course.” Wendy turns to you. “I’ll speak to you some time, Y/N.” You smile at her. “My door’s always open.” // The woman muses how much darker Hoseok’s office is compared to yours. While he has more space and a much larger window, there are blinds pulled a quarter way down and his furniture is a lot darker, mahogany wood or polished black surfaces, a modern aesthetic. In contrast, your tiny space feels like a sunroom, a lighter colour scheme with plenty of sunshine that makes it a lot more breathable. It’s certainly interesting to compare your spaces and tastes, and how they could potentially complement each other well and strike a good balance. Hoseok is preoccupied flipping through stacks of papers, writing things down. On the other hand, Wendy is sitting across from his desk, legs crossed over one another, bored. “That girl is sweet.” There’s silence and she fiddles with the zipper of her expensive purse. “She’s very earnest, I can tell. Her heart’s in the right place.” “She’s naive and trusts too easily,” he mumbles from the corner of his mouth. “That’s not necessarily a bad thing,” she points out. “I heard you used to know each other back then.” “Uh-huh.” “You dated?” Hoseok finally lifts his head, meeting her eyes. “She told you that?” “She said it didn’t end up working out.” “Oh.” “Do you love her?” “What?” Hoseok’s eyebrows shoot up to his forehead, getting whiplash at how she went in for the kill without beating around the bush. He scoffs and barks out a laugh, returning to his paperwork. “Don’t be ridiculous. Y/N is my employee.” “It’s not illegal.” “It’s unethical.” “She technically doesn’t even work under you or take orders from you,” Wendy says in a curt tone, never one to back down when she knows she’s right. “She runs her own department and does her own thing. I don’t see any problem in it.” “Can we please stop talking about my business and get back to yours?” “I’m always talking about my issues and problems. It gets boring when you have to constantly discuss the doom of your love life, alright, kid?” Hoseok ignores her and clasps his hands together on top of his desk. “So you really decided to liquidate the firm? I thought you were planning to split it.” “No. We agreed to just sell. There would be too many problems with figuring out who gets what client and which employee we would take with us. It’s better and faster to do it this way. Plus, I don’t think I have an interest in pursuing law anymore.” “What?” He frowns, jaw becoming slack. “What are you planning to do then?” “Travel. See the world. Maybe write a book.” Wendy shrugs. “Do all the things I couldn’t do when I was married and working full-time.” “But will you ever return to practicing law?” “Probably not. I’m at the age where I can retire early and have enough money to last the rest of my life.” Hoseok shakes his head, reeling from unadulterated shock. Wendy is a great lawyer, a role model, someone he looked up to, and he can’t understand why she’s throwing it all away. “I just don’t…” “Get it? Yeah...sometimes I wonder how this all happened.” “Just…” Hoseok sets his pen down and looks at her. The woman has always looked younger than her actual age, an impressive feat created from hard efforts, genetics, and expensive creams. While many people, men and women alike, have been impressed with how well she takes care of herself, Hoseok never cared much for it. But right now, up close, he can see her wrinkles and the deep set marks of age, exhaustion, how life has taken its toll on her. She looks more tired in the past year than she has her entire life. “Where did things go wrong?” But at the same time, she appears wiser. “You know, Hoseok—” Wendy’s legs uncross and she sits straighter. “—I loved Mark very much. I know he was your mentor too and you respected him greatly. You were around us when our marriage was at its highest points, so I understand why you’re surprised when I first came to you about this.” He can’t hide how hurt he is anymore. It was never his marriage, but they always symbolized his hope. “You were both so in love. I could’ve never expected…” “This outcome? For us to think it’s easier to just end things? Yeah...” She smiles meekly and gently whispers, “me either. But it happens and it’s okay. We both just fell out of love. We both fought. We lied. We cheated on each other. We merely tolerated one another. It was ugly. And I hated myself.” He’s heard the same story a million times over. No one ever gets into a relationship believing they’ll break up or get a divorce. It’s unplanned. In every single case he’s worked on, every story he’s read, there were always the high moments. There was always love at some point. There was always happiness. It’s just that no one ever expects for it to crash and burn and become so hideous. Happiness. Family. Children. Love. Anger. Infidelity. Abuse. Deceit. It happens all with the same people. There are years spent sharing bedrooms, falling in love, creating families, raising kids. And there are years drawn out screaming across the courthouse, cursing each other to death, grabbing any assets, letting pettiness get the better of logic, trying to win as if it’s some kind of game. “I think being a divorce lawyer has made you jaded, Hoseok,” Wendy comments. “How could it not?” “You’re right. It doesn’t always work out, but sometimes it does. And I think the feeling of love, of companionship, is completely worth the risk.” His mouth lifts into a timid smile. “Since when did you become such a hopeless romantic?” “Since I saw you and that girl together.” Hoseok scoffs yet again, brushing her answer off. “You’ve seen us twice together. That’s it.” “And that’s all I need to see,” Wendy snaps back, unyielding. “If you’re a good mentee then you would just listen to what I have to say. I’ll tell you the same thing I said to her — just because things don’t work out, doesn’t mean the time spent together is meaningless, and sometimes it’s worth trying things over again.” She stares straight into his eyes, dead center like his pupils are the bullseye of a target. “You will learn from other people’s mistakes, from my mistakes, and you will face what you want rather than running away.” “Just because you see love fail every single day, doesn’t mean yours will fail too, Jung Hoseok.” // The rest of the day simmers down at a better pace. Taehyung and Jungkook return earlier than expected and help Jimin and Sunyi catch up on their schedule that they were behind on. Naul and Seokjin are in good condition while Yoongi and Namjoon call to let everyone know the problems have been resolved. The copier gets fixed miraculously and Dahyun returns to the phones and Inyoung goes back to her position as well. But by then, the work day is over and everyone bids each other goodbye. You stay a few minutes later, finishing typing up the paragraph for the day before grabbing your belongings and your coat. You’re about to leave, but you notice Hoseok’s office door is closed with the lights still on. Wendy had left hours ago and the receptionists are gone. He’s not having a meeting with anyone, and it’s this relentless curiosity that causes you to knock on his door three times. Your knuckles rap on the surface of the wood. But with no sound responding, you carefully crack the door open. The sight of Hoseok’s mouth wide open greets you. His head is knocked back, neck on his chair, slumped, and snoozing away. You smile, approaching with three strides and calling him quietly. “Hoseok...Hoseok?” Your hand lifts to gently shake his arm. “Hoseok.” “Hhm? W-what?” He slowly blinks awake, sitting up again and looking around as if he forgot where he was. “What...what happened?” “You fell asleep. It’s time to go home.” He stretches his arms up in the air and yawns, glancing at you and becoming embarrassed. Hoseok puts on his coat slowly, arms pulling through the sleeves, and you wait for him. “I didn’t realize I was so tired.” “It’s okay. I won’t tell anyone.” There’s a cheeky grin on your face. “I know things have been hectic around here, so it’s okay if the boss gets a little nap time.” Hoseok scoffs lightly and turns to look at you. You’re ready for this cue to leave this office, but when he simply stares, you’re forced at a standstill, feet rooted in the ground, swallowing hard as your heart rate begins to pick up speed. “Y/N, can I ask you a question?” Your head tips. “Sure. What is it?” “I know this is inappropriate and unethical. It might be deemed as sexual harassment too. I don’t want to impose on you in any way. Just tell me if you’re uncomfortable and we can pretend this never happened—” “What is it?” you interrupt, unable to contain your amusement when he’s acting so oddly frantic. “Can I...can I have..a hug?” There’s a pause before you answer. “Okay.” A slow grin spreads across his face, giving him permission by opening your arms up and motioning him over. When Hoseok stays hesitant, you take a step closer and casually wrap your arms around him. He embraces you back after a delayed moment and it goes quiet. “I’m sorry.” “For what?” “I’m your boss. I shouldn’t be doing this.” “It’s really not that big of a deal. It’s just a hug. I thought it was something much worse.” You giggle quietly, trying to ease his tense muscles that seem to be shriveling up in your embrace. “Did you know hugs can be part of stress relief? I’m just doing my job.” Hoseok smiles, reminding you of the sun as he leans down, pulling you closer to accommodate for the slight height difference. “This is definitely not part of your job description.” “I like giving out hugs, so I definitely wouldn’t mind if it was.” “You’re beginning to sound like Jimin.” “Why didn’t you ask him to hug you instead?” He snorts, laughter bubbling from his throat boyishly, voice moving in a childish pitch and you can practically hear his pout. “I’d rather hug you for a million years than hug him for one second.” You have to remind yourself over and over again that this means nothing. Hoseok just needs emotional support. He just craves platonic physical contact. He’s friendly. This means nothing more. It means nothing. Nothing. Nothing. Nothing. “I don’t know about that. A birdy told me you kissed Jimin a lot,” you tease, keeping your mind off of unnecessary thoughts that are beginning to plague you. “On the forehead.” Hoseok melts into your arms, smiling harder. “It means nothing.” “Yeah...I know. I know.” It’s quiet. There’s an absence of all sounds, of white noise, of the busy concrete jungle that surrounds the building you’re in. In Hoseok’s office, you can’t even hear the buzzing of the fluorescent lights above you. All you take in is the sound of his soft breathing, the noise of your running pulse playing in your ears, the scent of fresh linen coming from his crisp clothes, the slight tinge of expensive cologne, how firm yet soft he is wrapping himself around your frame. It’s an invasion of privacy, how easily he can sneak himself and affect your deepest emotions. And yet, you have no nagging doubts, merely savouring his warmth and finding peace and comfort in his touch. “I help end marriages every day. I see the end of relationships all the time,” he murmurs, barely coherent as if afraid to ruin this moment. “I...don’t think I believe in love, Y/N.” “Me either,” you admit. “Why?” “Because...my love wasn’t enough.” It hurts. You shut your eyes tight as if you can stop the barrage of memories, prevent tears from soaking down your cheeks. “And I think I lost my chance.” He swallows hard and holds you closer, tighter, without any regard for where you are or who the both of you are. “Whoever hurt you was an asshole.” “Yeah.” Your hands curl around the fabric of his coat, bunching it in your palm, grasping onto him. “He was.” The man becomes sleepy, blinks heavy as his heart feels. He should let go of you, but he doesn’t want to. It’s like his senses have told him he once let go of you before when he never should’ve. But eventually, enough time passes that you stir. “Hobi, are you okay? Is there something you want to talk about?” His entire body freezes up, muscles becoming rigid, and he pulls away, brows knitted together. “What did you just call me?” “What?” You blink. “I said Hoseok.” “No, you didn’t.” He hasn’t heard that nickname in years. His parents don’t even call him that and he knows for a fact that he isn’t going crazy, that his ears aren’t deceiving him. You step back and pull him away. In one breath, you’ve closed yourself off, drawing into your own body, uncomfortable. “I said Hoseok,” you insist with a sigh. “But can we go now? I’m going to miss my train.” He nods and you walk ahead of him, going straight towards the elevators. Hoseok is left staring at your lonely backside and he wonders how he could’ve been such an asshole, what he exactly did to hurt you so much, who you exactly mean to him.

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