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quirrrky · 6 months

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—•✦ 𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙉𝘿𝙄𝙉𝙂 𝙉𝙀𝙓𝙏 𝙏𝙊 𝙔𝙊𝙐

KUROO, your business partner and bestfriend, had one birthday wish and that's for you to attend a party as his fiancee, his fake fiancee

3k+ f!reader, friends to lovers, fake dating

ꨄ︎ happy birthday to the male lead of my life! wishing you'd finally show up for real now lmao

“So Kuroo, you’re turning thirty this weekend, right?”

“No, sir, just twenty-nine.” Kuroo gave a stiff and stony grin. Mr. Onitsuka, the CEO of the sportswear company he was trying to get as a sponsor, happened to be a rigid family man.

“Just twenty-nine...” There’s certainly some hint of disappointment with how it sounded from the older man.

Kuroo gulped and bit the inside of his cheeks. This deal was his most important thus far. We’re dealing with one of Japan’s prestigious brands. He couldn’t let this opportunity pass, especially that he just recently got promoted as the Sports Ambassador for the Japan Volleyball Association.

“Well, we can feature our players-”

“You mean athletes.” Mr. Onitsuka corrected.

Kuroo gulped and almost banged his head against the nearest wall. Of course, athletes! Not players.

Not a “player” like...him.

Who would’ve thought that his singleness was not a good credential for the strictly traditional man in front of him? Everyone who’d see the specimen of a man Kuroo was could tell that he had a high market value among the ladies, which screamed one thing. He must be a player!

“Yes, that’s right. Athletes...”

“Look, Kuroo, it’s clear that you had everything well-planned out.” Mr. Onitsuka closed the folder. “But I’m sure you can’t do all this by yourself...”

“I know someone who could cover this partnership.” Kuroo beamed, excitedly. His face lit up like he had the most brilliant plan out of his pocket. “We’ve been together and conquered a lot by now. I would even bet my life to guarantee you that she is the best!” He pronounced, loud and proud.

“I never heard about her before.” Mr. Onitsuka's expression changed into something a bit lighter. “So when did the both of you start together?”

At last! He’s passing the test. Kuroo thought.

“Oh, me and Y/N? We began working on a project about a year ago and we really hit it off so well. Our chemistry’s just...out of this world.”

Kuroo’s phone rang with the Star Wars’ Imperial March, a ringtone you personally assigned for yourself. Mr. Onitsuka saw your name and said, signaling for Kuroo to answer the phone, “Your girlfriend.”

In a slight panic, Kuroo almost juggled the phone in his hand. For a short while, he thought that he was now accepted by Mr. Onitsuka, however there seemed to be a misunderstanding. He wanted to clear it up, but he had to answer you first...

“H-Hello...” Kuroo gulped. “How’s my girl?” He saw a tinge of disappointment on Mr. Onitsuka's face, and he got agitated, mindlessly spouting things off. “How’s my beautiful...” Of course, he couldn’t say girlfriend. “Bride...” Shit! That's too sudden, so he added. “...to-be.” Bride to-be?

Oh crap. He ran his mouth without thinking.

You laughed. “Wait...Are you drunk?”

“Mhm hmmm...so drunk on you, only on you, babe.” Kuroo winked at Mr. Onitsuka, who was obviously enjoying the show he was putting on.

“What have you gotten yourself again, Tetsu?” You cracked up and followed, “Hey...listen, I already reserved the bar for your birthday party. It’s all good now.”

“You’re the best! Wait, love. Just hold on a sec, okay? I’m in the middle of a meeting, but I’ll be there in a heartbeat once this is done.”

You scrunched your face, laughing. “What’s wrong with you? Are you being hit on by an old lady again?”

Kuroo chuckled, genuinely. Oh...that smartmouth of yours...

“Let’s talk about it in a few, alright? See you the soonest, sweetheart. Bye bye, love you.” He hung up and sighed apologetically at Mr. Onitsuka. “Sorry about that. My woman needs me.”

“Then I suggest you go to her right away. You musn’t keep her waiting.” Mr. Onitsuka said, sounding more relieved to have found out that JVA Sports Ambassador Kuroo Tetsurou was a “committed” man. “If that’d be my wife, I’ll be having an earful by now.” The older man oddly broke his rigid exterior and laughed.

“I’ll take that advice to heart,” Kuroo affirmed.

“I’ll be sending the documents with my signature within the week.” Mr. Onitsuka extended his hand and Kuroo shook it. “It was nice meeting you, Kuroo. I’ll see you and your fiancee on your birthday party.”

Kuroo chuckled, nervously. “Can’t wait, sir.”

Now, he’s left with convincing you to be his future wife even just for a night.

⋆ ˚ ꩜ ｡ ⋆୨୧˚

As the new sports ambassador for JVA, Kuroo now carries the image of the sport, well, including its athletes. As much as it’s great to recognize that Volleyball athletes were good-looking, values such as commitment must be reflected as well. Kuroo knew that.

Though he admittedly had a past of dating around and exploring his options, it wasn’t the deal now. Kuroo wanted to commit but...he wanted to be slow and careful...

Opening up the door to the restaurant, he immediately spotted you browsing on your phone. He didn’t miss the look of the man seated beside you on one of the bar stools. He sighed. Another one of those bastards...

Approaching you, Kuroo wrapped an arm around your shoulders and planted a kiss on your forehead. “So, how’s the check-up? Is our little peanut okay? I’m sorry I missed it.” He said, making sure that the man heard.

You subtly rolled your eyes and answered back, “He just kicked inside me now like he wanted to kick you instead.”

Kuroo acted animatedly amused. “Sounds like his mother. That’s too early.” Taking the other seat beside you, he swiveled your chair so you’re facing him.

“Last week you put a ring on me and now it’s a baby.” You snickered. “What’s next, Tetsu? Retirement plan?”

“Come on. I’m just being the best bestfriend there is. Plus, you have saved my ass a million of times too.”

Indeed, you didn’t know when it started but you and Kuroo played as each other’s fake partner whenever you’re both being hit on by strangers you didn’t like.

“Yeah, remind me to pose as your lovesick wife next time.” You joked and Kuroo rubbed his chin.

“Maybe at my birthday party?” He suggested.

You took a sip of your juice. “Yeah, sure.”

“No, seriously, though.” He took your hand and held it firmly. “Mr. Onitsuka...”

“Oh, Family Guy...”

“Exactly! I...” He’s now starting to take out his greatest weapon, his sad boy pout and unfortunate doe eyes.

Oh. “How did you mess up this time?”

His hold on your hand tightened. “I might’ve made it seem like we’re getting married.”

That explained the cheesy lovey-dovey petnames a while ago.

You were speechless. Kuroo’s not the one to lie. He’s always the straightforward guy, so... “How the hell did that...”

“I don’t know. Man, he’s been grilling me with my life plan, my age and all, that I had a slip-up.”

Well, you’ve done this countless times before, but his birthday party was a different thing. His friends and some colleagues will be there. You looked at your joined hands and then back at his troubled expression.

“Y/N, just for my birthday, please...” Kuroo pleaded, “Be my lovesick wife even just for that day.”

⋆ ˚ ꩜ ｡ ⋆୨୧˚

Kuroo leaned on his car as he marveled at you so breathtakingly beautiful in a red dress. Playfully, he whistled. “It might be hard for me to think this is all pretend when you’re doing some serious damage on me with that dress.”

Equally, you admired how handsome he was in that black sweater, and got lost at the sight of him that you almost trip on your wat to his side. Almost.

“Don’t worry. I’ll keep you in check.” Lightheartedly, you set an alarm in your smartwatch. “You got me until midnight, love.”

The two of you laughed.

Today’s the big day. Tetsu’s birthday. And yes, the birthday part did get you to agree to his "proposal".

In no time, you reached the little bar you rented. It was cozy and had a little dancefloor and disco lights that could make the activities later on at night extra special.

You assisted in arranging a party for him, inviting his close friends and some colleagues. No lies, you’re a little nervous. This was different from the strangers you’d been fooling.

This is it...

Kuroo pulled you closer to him, grabbing you by the waist. “You got this, sweetheart.” He brought your hand to his lips. You gave him a prim smile and he opened the door for you.

You were welcomed by familiar faces which put you at ease, while he had a hand at the small of your back. All the worries you had earlier dissipated. Having Kuroo right next to you like this made you feel more confident.

Though everyone had their eyes on the two of you, everything about this situation felt natural. The electricity that surrounded you...It was so strong. The chemistry you had the first time you met was glowing in front of everyone right now. You could tell that they looked at you and Kuroo like you’re made for each other.

“Here comes the future Mr. and Mrs. Kuroo,” Kenma welcomed, mischievously knowing fully well what the both of you were up to.

Lev greeted, “Happy Birthday and Congratulations!”

“What? I thought you two are already married!” Bokuto remarked, which shocked the both of you. “I mean... ever since you two got along, Kuroo talked about nothing but you. I even got a little sad because I thought I wasn’t invited.”

Kuroo was just pretending not to be affected by all this, but he’s definitely dying on the inside as Bokuto ratted him out. Slowly, you tilted your head to sneak a glance at your “fiance”.

“W-What?” he asked.

You giggled and teased, “I didn’t know I’ve been on your mind a lot.”

Kuroo just simply scoffed. This was totally not how he planned things to work out.

Mr. and Mrs. Onitsuka finally arrived at the scene. Kuroo squeezed your hand as if you were going to face the biggest challenge of your life.

“Kuroo,” The old man called as he patted Kuroo’s shoulder, “Happy Birthday, boy!”

This was shocking. Mr. Onitsuka went from a scary strict dad to a friendly goofy one. It must be the effect of being with you.

“Thank you, sir. Ma’am,” Kuroo acknowledged Mrs. Onitsuka’s presence, taking her hand and placing a kiss on her knuckles.

“Hmm...You sure know your way with the ladies.” The older woman complimented.

“Gives me headache every now and then,” you said, playfully, which made the old couple laugh.

“You must be Y/N,” Mr. Onitsuka shook your hand. “Now, I know why you got this boy to settle down.” He patted Kuroo’s chest twice. “You’re such a lucky man to have someone like Y/N right here beside you.”

“See, even you could tell how bad she got me.” Kuroo glanced at you with an unexplainable softness in his gaze. “So damn bad.”

The way he looked at you, his smile, his eyes, almost stopped your heartbeat. You felt so little...small? Cute? Weak in the knees? Excuse me. You’re probably smiling like a preschooler having a crush right now, but this felt like a fairytale. Someone must stop you.

“You both looked so good together I wonder how you fell in love with each other.” Mrs. Onitsuka mused.

Kuroo confidently replied, “It was love at first sight...”

You choked up a laughter at his statement. Love at first sight? Crazy....

He raised a brow at you with a vexed and hurt expression on his face.

“Hey, now! It sounds like a Hallmark movie. You can’t blame me,” you reasoned out.

“But it was the truth!”

Kuroo took a long and deep inhale. His eyes refused to look back at you as he explained, “When we met for the first time to finalize our partnership for the Volleyball video game project, I really thought you’re beautiful, and as lucky as I am, you’re also smart, funny and someone whom I found comfortable to be myself with.”

Smiling, you recalled that moment. It wasn’t only him who felt that way that day. “Yeah...that’s...” ...what you felt too. You almost forgot this was all just a pact.

The two couples found your bickering very amusing, which roused their curiosity even more. “Well...let’s go to the proposal. How did our lady’s man right here propose?”

“I first asked her to marry me during the successful launch of our first project.” Kuroo shared to spark a memory in you, bashfully rubbing the back of his neck.

“What?”

“You really can’t remember?” He complained.

You explained, “I thought you’re just talking about our next projects to come.”

He gave you a stare of disbelief like you’re the stupidest, silliest girl alive.

You paused for a moment, trying to grasp what happened in the past when Mr. Onitsuka cut your musing with a laugh.

“Those were the days...” Mrs. Onitsuka admiringly commented.

Mr. Onitsuka sighed. “I guess we’ll leave you two alone then.”

You and Kuroo bowed your heads as gesture, watching the older couple take their seats.

A sigh of relief escaped the both of you and you looked at each other chuckling.

“Let’s go?” Kuroo invited, taking your hand to pull you close to him until he had an arm around your waist.

You nodded your head, giggling. For the rest of the night, you did nothing but that. He was greeted from time to time, but he’d always return his attention to you. He pulled your chair close to him and playfully fed you with spoonfuls that had your mouth full—ridiculously full that you were swatting his arm almost non-stop.

You didn’t drink anything alcoholic, but it felt like you were tipsy. You didn’t know where this endless happiness was coming from. It’s that free bubbly feeling that just fizzled out inside you. You were always playful and childlike around Kuroo, but there’s something in this moment that was just different. It was like you were set free–free to express whatever it was you wanted to for a long time.

Kuroo rubbed your belly, “Looks like our little peanut is getting bigger now.”

You both laughed at his teasing. “It’s ‘cause you’re feeding me a lot, dummy!”

“What can I say? I’m just simply being a good provider. Making sure that the love of my life is well-fed and happy.” He boasted and you rolled your eyes.

Kuroo was so close to you, the warmth of his body surrounding you in full as he had you caged all to himself. Your body moved on its own and you laced your arms around him, burying your face in the crook of his neck. All of a sudden, you didn’t want to let go.

You didn’t know why, but your heart was about to burst at any moment now. He’s right. You’re... “Happy...” You said with a muted voice. “Birthday, Tetsu.”

Kuroo embraced you back and even tighter, closing his eyes firmly while he was holding you so close like you’re something that could melt away in his arms at any moment. “I’m happy. I’m very very happy right now, Y/N.”

He parted a bit, cupping your face with both hands. You searched for his eyes, and he probed yours. Your gaze shifted to his lips while his did the same thing, lingering a little on yours. You swallowed.

What is this?

Kuroo bit his lip. His eyelids were getting heavy as he was reaching forward. You had your lips parting a bit, just enough so you’re breathing from the space between.

What’s happening? What’re you anticipating?

Slowly, your noses touched.

Just a little bit more...

But the speaker close to you started blaring, shocking you both from your little moment and made you laugh instead.

Kuroo stood up and extended a hand, “Care for a dance?”

You accepted, taking the dance floor with him. He had his hands on the sides of your waist as you both swayed to the music. Your eyes were not leaving each other’s as you both got lost in the moment, cheeks hurting from the smile that won’t just fade away.

“Screaming, I testify that we'll survive the test of time they can't deny our love.” The lyrics blazed all over and you let yourselves loose, singing the song together. “They can’t divide us. We’ll survive the test of time. I swear that I’ll be right hereeee!”

You both burst out laughing at each other with how your voices cracked, failing to hit the high note.

“I don’t know why it feels like I’m drunk right now,” Kuroo pondered fondly.

“Drunk on me?” You teased, recalling what he said on the phone last time.

“Most likely,” he smirked and returned, “You know I didn’t have any alcohol.”

You laughed. “Yes, because that mouth of yours may run some BS again.”

“Oh...” He scoffed and rebutted, “You speak as if my mouth is only good at talking.”

Your quirked a brow up. “What else would it ever be good at?”

You’re really getting him so bad like this, huh.

The look in his eyes turned dark and he bit his lip. He stopped dancing, pulled you closer and whispered, “A lot of things.”

His gaze slickly traveled down your lips thirstily taking in how he wanted them so bad. He grazed back to pin your eyes with a serious stare that showed how he’s already at his limit. You gulped, air got stuck in your chest. You were lost at the sight of his handsome face being accentuated by the colorful lights that you failed to ready yourself when he placed a hand behind your head and brought your lips together. Your eyes automatically closed, arms snaked around his body as he had a hand at the small of your back. Your lips danced, gobbling each other passionately, intensely. You’re taking one another’s breath.

At that moment, only the two of you existed, intoxicated by each other’s taste and fully consumed by the fire inside you that finally came blazing after a long time being kept hidden.

Miya Atsumu whistled. “Man, this got me frustrated.”

“Ugh, get a room.” Oikawa chided, bitterly.

“Just admit you’re jealous nobody wants to kiss you that way,” Iwaizumi rebutted while Kenma had his phone up, streaming the entire show.

Your smart watch started alarming, cutting off your kiss. You glanced. It’s already 12 o’clock, which brought you back to reality. This...This was all just an agreement. An odd stabbing pain hit your chest. You looked around and the Onitsukas were nowhere to be found. They must’ve gotten home already. Your heart was knocking loudly in your ear, and you just looked at Kuroo painfully confused.

All these emotions...

“Excuse me,” you said, and briskly walked outside the hall.

Your hands were cold and trembling as you placed them over your lips. It’s done now. You couldn’t run away from it anymore. For so long, you’d been telling yourself it was all just friendship even if you knew that all this time, the person you wanted to be next to you was just him.

With this heavy feeling in your heart, you knew you wouldn’t be able to handle denying anymore. You love Tetsurou more than just a friend.

“Y/N!” You heard him called out, and you shut your eyes firm.

You’d just end up broken if you’d keep on pretending.

Kuroo held your elbow, and you were swept away when he spun you around so you were facing him. He had you in his arms, with his hands clasped at the small of your back.

“Tetsu...” You placed a hand on his chest, putting up a boundary. “Mr. and Mrs. Onitsuka went home already.”

“And so?” He answered, noting that you’re not pushing him away.

“I-It’s already past 12,” you reasoned out with a shaky voice.

He bumped his head into yours. “We can have it extended, you know?” His tone was almost begging.

You chewed on your bottom lip. “What do you mean?” Your heart stammered so hard against your ribcage.

“The love at first sight, the proposal...they’re all real for me, Y/N.” His voice was staggering that you could feel how nervous and scared he was. Scared of losing you and letting this moment slip away. He might not get another chance. “I slipped up that you’re my bride-to-be because that’s what I’ve been wanting to happen all this time.” He ran the tips of his fingers across your cheek. “I love you, Y/N and should’ve shown you how much a lot earlier”

“Oh, Tetsu...” you smiled at the brink of tears. “You’re such an idiot!” You lightly smacked his shoulder and scolded, “I thought I’m gonna be single forever because of you, dummy!”

You both laughed, finally feeling the freedom of having things all let out in the open.

Leaning close to your face, he teased you with his lips lightly grazing against yours as he spoke. “You’re still not answering me...” he muttered under his breath. “It’s past midnight now. Are we extending?”

You smiled against his lips and asked, “For how long?”

Kuroo grinned, pressing your noses together. “Indefinitely.”

And you answered him with a kiss, knowing that you both won’t have anyone standing next to you aside from each other, indefinitely.

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wingedjellyfishflight · 5 months

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A Forgotten Birthday

"How old is y/n then?" The new recruit is always trying to flirt with Soap by asking him gossip and facts about the team.

"Twenty-six." He answers her so easily. It feels like a stab to your heart all over again.

"Twenty-seven." You correct, voice conspicuously devoid of emotion.

"No, your birthday isn't until May, and it's..." His face pales. He whips around to look at you. "We missed it. How did we miss it?" You shrug, not meeting his eyes.

"Some things just aren't important." Your food tastes like sawdust. You give up trying to eat and toss it in the trash on the way out. Maybe hitting the gym will help. No, you know he's going to tell everyone, and you don't want to deal with their pity-filled stares and questions about making it up to you now that they've finally remembered.

Running the trail system near the base is a favorite of yours normally. Today, it isn't relaxing, but anger-inducing. You were on a mission in a forest just like this across the world for your birthday. It was almost two weeks after the day that you got back, and you eagerly waited for the surprise party that Soap, Gaz, and Price always set up for each person's birthday, but... nothing. After three weeks, you gave up all hope for one and steeled yourself to give nothing away. Can't let them see you hurt over a stupid birthday. Can't make the team lose focus or lose your own. You're an adult, after all.

Zoned out, you don't realize how far you have run until it's nearly too dark to see the path. Sitting on a stump, you give in and have a cry about the whole thing. Self-pity taking you over for just a few minutes. Wiping your eyes, you startle when a hand touches your back. You leap up and move to a defensive crouch only to see Ghost's balaclava looming out of the darkness at you.

"Luv, what's wrong?"

"N-nothing. Just, I don't know. Needed a cry, I guess. Didn't think anyone would see me."

"You certainly didn't see anyone. I've been running behind you for nearly five minutes. I could have been anyone. You need to be more aware of things." Your hurt and confusion turns to anger at the lecture he is spouting off.

"Ya, I guess I do need to be more aware. Clearly, I am the problem." You stomp away from him, starting back to base, muttering to yourself about transfers to other teams who might care more. Ghost wraps his hand around your arm and pulls you to a stop.

"What, I make one comment, and you're just going to quit on us? What is actually going on, pet? Someone piss you off or something? Do I need to knock teeth out?"

"I... everyone forgot," you mumble. Ghost glances around to ensure you're alone and tugs you against his chest, rubbing your back. "I was in the shit and when I got back, nobody remembered my birthday." He freezes, hands cradling you.

"They forgot? How could they forget? Your birthday is always at the beginning of the mission season. I thought you guys had it when I was down range. I was gutted to have missed it. Sent you flowers as a sorry." His grip tightens to an almost painful level, and you grip back, remembering the beautiful bouquet that had been left for you without a note. "We will just have to make Soap and Captain pay for forgetting then." You glance up and see his eyes glimmering at you in the moonlight.

"We should probably find our way home first."

"Home, that sounds good." His phone suddenly goes off, making you jump. "Group text. 'SOS emergency meeting. Do not tell y/n.' They ain't even tryin' to be subtle at this point." He guides the two of you down the path, walking quick and assured. Within minutes, he is getting an avalanche of phone calls and texts to the point that he is tempted to throw it into the woods around you, but you turn it off and slip it into his pocket for him.

"Last time you threw one and broke it, Captain said he would glue the new one to your hand, and I'm pretty sure he was serious." Ghost ruffles your hair.

"That was a private meeting, Luv. How did you hear him say that?"

You scoff. "You'd be lucky if the entire fuckin' base didn't hear him tell you that with how loud he was shouting." He just chuckles and guides you both home. He drops you off at the women's barracks and storms into the team meeting, slamming the door into the wall.

"Finally you show up! We forgot y/n's birthday and we are planning a party to make up for it."

"No. You are not."

"What?! We can't just ignore it. We forgot! It's been months!"

"You're not going to force her to accept a pity party to make you feel better about what you did."

"Ghost, I know you hate parties, but she still deserves to know we care."

"So, show her. Before she makes good on transferring out. But no party. I will handle her party from now on since you fucks can't be trusted to remember." He walks out without another word, the room behind him in chaos.

"Why is he acting like he didn't forget, too?" Gaz asks incredulously.

"Because the bawbag didn't. He sent the mystery flowers that made her cry. It was right after he got back from down range. Can't believe I didn't catch it earlier."

Price stubs out his cigar. "So, no party. And she is thinking about leaving. We really cocked this one up, boys." He stands and walks to the door, pausing on the threshold. "No flowers, no gifts. Make it up to her. And Soap," he turns to look the Scottish man in the eye, "sleep with one eye open. Ghost is absolutely going to make us pay for making her cry." He walks away, no pep in his step, now.

"Cry? How does he know she cried?" Gaz seems baffled by the Captain's surety.

"Course she cried. Everyone does when they are forgotten or abandoned."

"Ghost doesn't, though. We never celebrate his birthday."

"We being the key there, mate. Remember last month when she shoved a new set of gloves and a mask at him? Told him the ones he was wearing were manky as fuck. That was his birthday gift." He runs a hand through his hair. "Anyway, I'm off. Need t'think about how I'm gonna beg forgiveness from both of 'em."

#ghost cod #call of duty #john soap mactavish #kyle gaz garrick #captain john price

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arson-09 · 4 days

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one of the many issues i find with sjms writing (and subsequently her fans) is that a character has to be perfect to be loved (this is acotar specific) hear me out ((apologies in advance for the somewhat rambling and nonsensical bits. its late lmao)

Just about everything Feyre and Rhysand do is justified. Rhysands entire list of evil actions from acotar is retconned. Him murdering those winter court children was suddenly by an unnamed daemati whos never brought up again, his sexual assault of feyre was “for her protection”, and in general the way he treated her UtM is okayed (sa is never justifiable, even in fictional media) and him keeping very important information about Feyres body from her is fine because he was doing it to spare her feelings (also never ok to keep information of ones body from the individual)

Feyre is allowed to destroy the spring court. No matter how you feel about Tamlins character the actions she took were extreme, petty, and useless. She collectively punished the citizens of the spring court because of her relationship with Tamlin and she believed him to be allying with Hybern. Which was hinted to her to be false and she could have read his mind at any point. Feyre also is a unreliable narrator but her word is taken as truth. When she has magical outbursts its nothing, she can treat her supposed friends like shit but shes still the better friend.

Together they constantly spout how perfect the other is. Especially Feyre about Rhysand, maybe its the mating bond but the bond is how sjm communicates her feelings about the characters (which i feel is evident in the Nessian bond) Feyre says rhysand is Good and Justified in everything he does, so you the reader must believe it too, right?

The rest of the Inner Circle also falls into this. Mor is allowed to unfairly treat Nesta like shit, Cassian is unquestioned when it comes to his mistreatment of his mate, azriel is a background tapestry, and amren is a whole different issue tbh.

Nesta is the outlier. She is not perfect and we know it because of how mistreated she is by the people that surround her. Cassian is a horrible partner, letting rhysand do and say what he wants to her, restricting her food and being very neglectful of Nestas mental health. Nesta is a flawed character but shes not an antagonist. Her flaws does not call for this sort of treatment. It is disgusting how sjm portrays Nestas character and her “healing arc”. Sjm says she loves nesta, but her treatment says otherwise.

Tamlin receives the brunt of this treatment. He is a flawed character but is not evil. Hes not even a real antagonist, just because he is not friends or on good terms with Feyre and Rhysand does not make him such. His allying with Hybern is used as reasoning for his mistreatment when its clear as day hes a double agent. Tamlin, while he struggles with emotional regulation, anger issues and communication is a very good high lord and his personal relationship with a character does not change that. His actions towards feyre are often called abusive but sjms writing fails to bring this observation to fruition. She fails to actually make him abusive and antagonistic because she accidentally writes her own outs by justifying similar behaviors from other characters.

If you have spent anytime on the majority side of the fandom you have seen the Feyre and Rhysand vs Nesta and Tamlin mentality. Nesta and Tamlin are hated while Feysand are treasured and its because sjm makes a perfect character for you to love so why would you root for the flawed characters hated by the narrative? Nesta and Tamlin are far more nuanced and interesting due to their imperfections, dislike by the narrative, and hatred from the majority fandom. (To note, Nesta and Tamlins characters are different ((although they have some striking similarities)) but their treatment is very equal. Which is why i, and many other people in the fandom compare and combine them so much)

Feyre and Rhysand through the narrative and fans are perfect and can do no wrong. Tamlin and Nesta are frankly evil and undeserving of love. Its intriguing to see this behavior and its almost unique to the acotar and booktok fandom. Which is why i find myself so focused on Tamlin and subsequently the fandom. its so odd and something i havent seen before that it gets stuck in my little adhd brain.

#acotar #pro tamlin #tamlin #a court of thorns and roses #sarah j maas #anti rhysand #sjm critical #anti feysand #anti nessian #pro nesta #Arson yaps #Its late. can you tell?#i was eating my 1am cereal and the thought came to me #i may polish this more in the morning since its a bit rambling #anyway i love my cancelled wives #this is tagged anti rhysand and anti feyre so i better not see any of yall bitches here #this is for the girls who get it (girls gender neutral ofc)#I will definitely expand on this thought while working on my deep dive analysis #theres a point in here i swear

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milomi · 2 years

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Reader gets angry during an argument with Crowley and starts swearing in their native language

People my age swear. People at school swear. People swear. My people swear.

It's been rubbing off on me and for every time I stub my toe on the side of the table and say "fudge! Shoot! Crap! Darn it! " there is a 20% chance I'll instead say **** in my language

but i dont like swearing but also it's... kinda, cool

Also these may be veryyy OOC because it is my first time writing a post with them like this 👉👈

Riddle

Letting your emotions take hold of you can make you act in a way you'll regret later. -Overblot flashbacks-

However. Once he realizes/is informed of what you've been saying, his eyes widen.

Being angry and/or frustrated does not mean you are allowed to use such vulgar language!

says the guy who nearly beheads people

Definitely scolds you for it. But afterwards, he invites you for some tea to try and calm you down.

Trey

Can't tell what words you're saying or language you're speaking, but you certainly look pissed.

As soon as he realizes that the words you're saying aren't just any type of words in your language, but particularly swear words, he waltzes in to try and stop you.

Stands in the middle of you and Crowley (not a good decision) and tries to calm down the Prefect who's throwing more bleeps by the second

Trey tries, tries to bake something with you to take your mind of things. He says he wouldn't mind hearing more of your native language, in a different setting, that is. Don't swear kids

Cater

Starts recording. He hypes you up even if he isn't entirely sure what your words mean.

Adds some heart emojis on the video and like, idk:

" Look at our little prefect go (off)! 😍🔥 #stanTheprefect #cantunderstandawordtheyresaying #stillsupportivetho! 🤪👍 "

" Bestiee, what did you say? Spill the tea, please~ "

" I cussed. "

" O. Well it didn't sound all that aggressive with you saying it. "

Ace

Hell. Yeah.

He may not understand what you're saying. But he can tell you're real angry. And that means shit's 'bout to go down.

He was right.

Kinda laughs, some of your words sound a bit silly, ya know?

He's never heard someone sound so pretty when cussing out their headmaster.

Man has fucking heart eyes 💀 while you continue to spout some very colorful words, he admires you and sighs lovingly

Deuce

Heck. No.

Hey may not understand what you're saying, but by the looks of your furious red face, that'd put Riddle's to shame, he can tell it's no good.

The art of cussing is universal

Will come up to you and try to stop you.

Man is strong, he will hold you back if needed.

Look he's just worried, okay? You can't just- show the middle finger to your headmaster, verbally, thinking no one will notice.

Leona

He lazily opens one eye, thinking whatever type of fiasco could've interrupted his nap.

The Prefect is dropping an f-bomb (in their native language) at the Headmage

Suddenly he's not sleeping.

Man he's gotta see this. This is like a once in a lifetime opportunity.

Doesn't say anything to you but low key grins the next time he sees you. You've just earned yourself some more respect from him.

I mean, what you did sorta counts as standing up for yourself. ..Not in the best way, sure, but still

Ruggie

??? he is confused

Before it all clicks

o h

Fu-hell yeah, bring in the popcorn, this is gonna be fun, shi shi shi ~

Compliments you on your dictionary of words.

Does he know what you were saying? No, but is it important? All he needs to know is that your language has some nice words in it

Jack

Why do you all always get yourselves in trouble? This, this is why. If it's not Ace and Deuce or Grim breaking something and just in general being up to no good. Then it's you using profanity in your language.

Just because it's your mother language, which supposedly no one else / most people don't speak, doesn't make it any more okay!

It's still bad.

Tells you to not do it again.

Feel free to say random things in your language to him, just not, that

Azul

Oh, my.

Is shocked.

He didn't expect you of all people to start cussing all of a sudden??

Sure, you may have had your reasons for it, but still????

It's a questionable experience which leaves him sorta avoiding you till the end of the day.

Then he's back again normal tomorrow trying to get you to sign a contract with him, as if nothing happened.

He just won't address your outburst of emotion

Gaslight Gatekeep Girlboss

Jade

Well isn't that strange and unusual.

The normally happy-go-lucky Prefect knows some choice words and decided to use them on our dear, poor Headmage.

Fascinating

can the octavinelle trio use this as blackmail? no

will they anyway? yea

Floyd

lol

Laughs

He's just here for the drama

Picks up on one word. One. Singular particular word and will not stop saying it.

Do not tell him what it means, because he will use it even more often.

But doesn't use it on you ofc <3 little shrimpy, after all, is the one who gifted him with this knowledge

He sure is looking forward to more of your outbursts and learning experiences of fucks and shits in different languages

Kalim

. Huh

Can't tell what you're saying, yet, but you sure do look distressed! Before he gets the chance to discover what you're saying, someone else does it before him and covers his ears.

(That someone being Jamil of course

Kalim understands you must've felt really distressed to have used that type of language and so he later invites you to chillax at Scarabia's dorm.

Jamil

sighs deeply

It doesn't take a genius to discover that a furious teenager shouting words in a different language at a person they've been annoyed by, is most likely swearing.

Covers Kalim's ears, as stated previously.

The last thing he'd need is one for those words getting stuck in Kalim's brain and him repeating it over / look at Floyd's case

One time, one day however, he finds himself in a situation where he very accidentally uses one of the words you said. He didn't even think he'd remember it. Then his brain lags

Vil

Oh noo

You are- why. Why would you do that.

Yes, he could tell you were swearing, anyone with a brain could tell that, potato.

And, no, he does not need nor would he want to know what words came out of your mouth.

If you were in his dorm he'd tell you to wash your mouth with soap. But you're not. But he will tell you to wash your mouth.

Honestly, the next time you're feeling so stressed, maybe come to him instead? He has some face masks and other things that would help make you feel better.

Anger harms beauty, or something, this sounds better in my language

Rook

qu'elle

Alternatively~

que diable

Nono he wouldn't say that, non.

And neither should you, chére Prefect!

For such crude words to come out of your mouth, oh it is so cruelle!

Can and will hold you back down to make you stop, while also whispering thingies in French to make you calm.

Epel

Oh. Oh!

Fuck yeah!

He is cheering for you until Vil catches him doing so and glares at Epel.

He is still cheering but in spirit. As if the huge apparent grin on his face wasn't telling enough.

Afterwards, he says you looked cool badass and asks if you can teach him a few of those oh so nice words.

Let's hope Vil doesn't catch you or Epel saying anything of that sort ever, again.

Idia

Well he wasn't there, buuut he may have seen this situation from some camera footage.

Whaat, it was an important moment. Plus, you looked pretty cool in that situation!

Idia pulls up a translator and once he understands what you were saying, he spits out whatever candy he was gobbling down like popcorn.

Almost chokes.

Holy.. Can't believe you had the balls to do that.. That's awesome. Reckless. But awesome...

Ortho

You cover his ears.

Malleus

Ch-child of man?? Calm down??

He doesn't understand what you're saying to a T, but, he is able to comprehend some of what you said.

Isn't sure whether Crowley knows what you're saying, so he takes you and storms away.

Tells you to be careful with throwing around words like that. Also expresses his interest in your mother language.

But now you will have to suffer consequences for your reckless actions, get ready for 2 or more hours of Gargoyle knowledge!

Lilia

Oh? You don't say? Uh-huh... Interesting

What. Did you really think you were the only person on campus who could speak this beautiful language? No.

he fuckj, flipping joins in as if it were a normal conversation.

Crowley leaves at this point, kinda scared to even ask

But Lilia tells you to not be so reckless with your language. Next time, swear under your breath, so that it won't bring anyone's attention and-

Silver

I think he was sleeping

* laugh track *

Or trying to fall asleep. When your choice words had woken him up.

He heard Lilia use that language a couple of times, so he was able to pick up on some of the nicer words you said. None of the blasphemy made its way into his ear.

Although wait, maybe he had heard a few of those word when fa-Lilia was playing some games

Sebek

???

he's not really sure what you're saying, but_

N O T IN THE PRESENCE OF THE GREAT MALLEUS DRACONIA

He's actually more angry than Crowley, holy sh-.

Will not want to hear you ever speak that language again. Thank you.

... Okay that was harsh. Maybe he will like to hear it one day. BUT WITHOUT THE BLASPHEMY, OKAY??

Bonus!

Grim

Ya he's used to that

No, doesn't know what yer sayin', but he has his suspicions

If the boys pay him via Tuna Cans he will translate -to the best of abilities- what you said.

Better pay up! Less you wanna miss out on the hot gossip and drama 'bout our not so innocent Prefect!

Crowley

He doesn't understand what you're saying

? can you not ?

He was kind of in the middle of something, now he's in the middle of your toddler tantrum

He knows

inhale

" YOUNG CHILD, HOW DARE YOU SPEAK TO ME THAT WAY I WILL LET YOU KNOW [proceeds to speak the rest of the lecture in your language] "

You are fucked

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houndslayr · 2 years

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Kinktober - Day 10 + 11

𝔐.𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱 | ℜ𝔲𝔩𝔢𝔰 | 𝔑𝔞𝔳𝔦. | 𝔎𝔦𝔫𝔨𝔱𝔬𝔟𝔢𝔯 𝔩𝔦𝔰𝔱

Gender: Male reader

Prompt: Blindfolds + Breathplay

Character(s): Tartaglia (Ajax), Scaramouche

Warning(s): 18+, threesome, tops Tartaglia and Moochie, bottom reader, fucking on a desk, etc.

Words: 1000+ (This was only supposed to be under 400 words :'] )

A/N: We are gonna just unsee me being over 20 something days behind, I have been in and out of the hospital due to some recent shit. It's been very tiring so I really haven't felt comfortable writing lately. I promise I'll finish this but I will be throughout November, also thank you to the people who requested some days and gave me ideas.

Fem-aligned, yaoi/fujoshi supporters, pro/comshippers, mlm fetishizers dni you will be blocked

Your bruised knuckles knock on the splintered wooden door making the ugly black name plack ripple against the wood about to fall. An annoyed 'Who is it?' was barked through the door by the 11th harbinger. A shiver runs through your paranoid form, you were the captain of your team which had just failed an important mission to gather info on the blond traveler and his little companion.

"It's the captain of-" You were cut off when the door gets opened suddenly making you silently gasp as you stand before the 6th of the fatui harbingers. The glare that rested upon his face made you take a few steps back spooked. "Uh, I can come back.." You trail off gesturing behind you with your thumb slowly backing up.

Behind Scaramouche your boss Tartaglia stands up shaking his head 'no' and then beckoning you to come into the room. You were stunned not moving an inch which made Scaramouche get impatient. He reaches out gripping your coat and pulls you into the room with the two of them.

Now you stand stiff as a plank in front of your superior your sweaty hands desperately holding onto your coat, your gaze burning holes in the floor. "Report on your latest mission." Tartaglia steadily commanded before taking his seat again as the other harbinger leans against the only exit.

You are hesitant before swallowing all your fears that threaten to creep out. "My lord, I am afraid to report that the mission had gone sideways midway through-" You quickly bumble out, the feeling of Tartaglia seething with each word you spout. The air now hostile seems to slip into your gaping mouth and steal all your breath from your lungs but you still push forward with the report. "The traveler and his guide seemed to notice us and by we were quickly ambushed by them!"

By now the glare that the 11th harbinger was sending you could kill you if you meet his empty eyes. "This is the 4th time you and your team have failed me." His wrathful tone makes your knees almost buck under the pressure. You hear little giggles come from the other harbinger behind you but you don't dare to acknowledge them.

The coat that was on you to protect you from shezhnayas unforgiving elements felt too hot now; it was suffocating you. "What am I to do with you" You hear him fumingly huff. One of his gloved hands drums against the desk in thought for a moment before a sinister chuckle leaves him.

You dare to sneak a glance at him but soon regret it as the look on his face shakes you to your core, you wish you could just melt into the floor. "Come here," He lowly says motioning for you to stand in front of him behind his desk. You take slow strides towards him silently praying for any of the archons to give you hope that you would survive.

You finally stand before him with your head down submissively, trying to shrink into your lofty coat. From the corner of your eyes, you see Tartaglia shift in front of you. The touch of his gloved hands makes you jump with a little shriek escaping your cracked lips making the orange-haired harbinger snicker. His hands slid over your shoulders pushing off the large coat onto the floor only leaving you in your translucent shirt.

"My- My lord! What are you doing?!" You exclaim tripping over your words slightly as his hands roam over your chest. Your shaken eyes meet his cold blue ones, even through the sea that raged in his eyes mischief seemed to shine through right then.

"You see, I have been so very busy fixing my underling's mistakes that I haven't been able to have time for myself," His nails drag along your clothed breast making red lines under the fabric. "The stress has just got me pent up. Maybe if you help me with this pent-up stress then I'll let you off for this little fuck up." The tone he uses makes your cheeks flush as you anxiously nod.

"Good." You were forcefully pushed against the desk, your back scattering whatever was on it before. Your eyes meant the confused violet eyes of the 6th harbinger before shifting to the man who is now in between your legs.

"Childe, what are you doing?" Scaramouche hisses out from between his teeth. His face was almost as red as yours from just watching whatever was unfolding between the two of you. "Oh come on comrade! Lighten up!"

His hands traveled under your skin-tight shirt playing with your puffy nipples before dragging his nails down to rest on your hips. The bulge in his pants was more prominent now than ever as it pressed against your ass. He leans down so his chest touches yours, his ginger hair tickling your jaw. "You can call me Ajax for what we are about to do."

You nod watching him as he leans up to look through a drawer in his desk before pulling out a black cloth blindfold with the fatui symbol on it. The last thing you see before he tightens the piece of cloth around your eyes is his freckled face smiling while motioning for the other harbinger to come closer.

Now you were on high alert with your sight taken away, every touch that was laid on your body making you jump a little. A snap of fabric catches your attention as cold hands meet your skin, they were rough with calluses on them, an almost unnoticeable dip in the skin of the hand every so often from the old and new scars.

The rough hand's grip holds the edges of your shirt pulling it apart as the sound of fabric ripping draws a startled yelp from you. The cold air hitting your perky nipples before they get engulfed by warm touches and a wet mouth.

Next you feel a slender hand run over your cheek, it felt soft in contrast to the rough hand's that are pulling off your pants. The thumb of the hand rubs your lower lip before roughly prying opening your mouth. Thin fingers explore your wet mouth taking your attention off the ginger haired harbinger.

You could hear faint grumbling from the 6th harbinger above you. You didn't get to catch any of his words as you jerked forward. The feeling of Ajax taking your dick in his mouth sucking your soul out. One of his now ungloved hands hold down your hips while the other slick with what you think is lube teasing your rim.

"Ah- Ajax.. so good-" You moan out. Your bandaged knuckles gripping onto the edge of his desk.

Pleasure runs through your veins, almost covering the sudden sharp pain of your hair getting pulled back by Scaramouche.

"Open"

Being oh so obedient you immediately open your mouth at his command. Feeling his cock prod at you mouth you slack your jaw to open wider to accommodate his size. You could tell he wasn't huge, maybe just a bit above average.

He slides in with a delighted moan. Not even giving you time to adjust to the massive change. Your throat bulges slightly every time you tried to swallow. You let out small whimpers and moans from the long fingers that are spreading your ass while the loss of air makes you feel fuzzy.

Scaramouche gets bored of just the feeling of your mouth constricting on his cock. The short male starts to thrust rapidly constantly hitting the back of your throat. His hands feel under your jaw, the feeling of the lump appearing and disappearing constantly making him more horny.

Your body starts to feel high. Maybe it was the lack of air you were getting or maybe it was all the pleasure but you felt so out of it at that point. Everything felt so much. The feeling of being stuffed by two harbingers making you crazy.

Your ears ring and your skin feels on fire. The fuzzy feeling tickling your skin, it felt like static on your skin. The ringing in your ears blocked the sounds around you much like the blindfold did your sight. The sweltering heat around your body made it hard to concentrate on your situation. The cock stuffed down your throat cutting off your airways, thick purple hair itching your nose.

Stopping there before i go much farther. Again sorry for how late this is, just so much stuff has been happening, and going back and forth to the hospital is so stressful for me. Thankfully I should be out of the hospital for a bit so I'll try to post the rest of kinktober throughout the next two weeks.

Also, go check this post out to help me with my next series! {Link}

Last note on this fic but after I get kinktober done I might focus on some of my OCs in future fics for a month or two. I will still ofc write for other fandoms but I will focus on OCs for a little.

#x male reader #genshin impact #male reader #genshin x male reader #genshin impact x male reader #male insert #male reader fanfic #genshin imagines #male reader insert #genshin #tartaglia #childe x male reader #tartaglia x male reader #scaramouche #scaramouche x male reader #kinktober

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katsukiizmoon · 11 months

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Helpful! Katsuki Chat AI Test Announcement

-> Hi everyone! I have been working on a helpful Katsuki character ai bot. Please read the instructions and remember the disclaimer that everything characters say is made up! I'll be tweaking this a little bit here and there. -> Images show examples of conversations I've had with the AI and the function. -> Big fanks to @sasualblxd for helping me with testing it ! This is still a "beta" and there's no way for me to 100% control the ai.

-> LINK TO AI CHARACTER Hard Coded = The AI will automatically refer to this, it doesn't change and is kinda hard to make them change their mind on these things (but it'll sometimes still glitch) Soft Coded = AI uses this for reference and such for context clues and conversations. Includes some basic background shit. Lots of character traits.

❍⌇─➭ Katsuki's Information ↓ Hard Coded ↓ ✩ Pro Hero! AU ✩ 24 Years Old ☆ 6ft 3in ☆ Birthday is April 20 ☆ Zodiac: Aries ☆ MBTI: ENTJ ☆ Ethnicity: Japanese ☆ Gender: Male ☆ Pronouns: he/him ↓ Soft Coded ↓ ✩ Bisexual ✩ Does not like being told what to do or being looked down on ✩ Habitually asks user about if they've eaten or had water ❍⌇─➭ User Relationship Information & Other Notes ✩ You have both been together for about two years and live together. Sometimes the AI will get details mixed up. ✩ Uses pet names such as "bunny", "sweetness", "love". ✩ He will sometimes start roleplay as if he is "coming home" and will talk to you like he's at the store grabbing groceries etc. ✩ May occasionally make suggestive comments or tease about sexy time but he can't go further than that. ✩ Because this is based off of katsuki bakugou and not wattpad, he may be prone to banter, arguing, and other typical traits ✩ The AI will sometimes slip up and become more affectionate than Katsuki typically would, there's not much I can do about that I tried to hardwire the fucker to be a bit more distant ✩ If you notice immediate OOC when you open the chat, don't be afraid to restart the chat. Sometimes the thing glitches and makes him insecure as shit. Among other things, don’t take any bullshit he says personally just restart it.

❍⌇─➭ Important Guidelines for Usage ✩ Katsuki can generate quick meal ideas, when we tested this out, it's easier to ask him for a few lunch ideas than it is to ask him to make you a meal plan / generate recipes. ✩ It is also much easier if you give him three options for lunch and ask him what he thinks you two should eat for lunch ....-> sometimes he will make a comment on you needing more nutrition in / healthier food, I can't do too much to stop this. If you have an ED I'd say tread with caution and remember that it is merely an AI. ✩ When he asks your pronouns at the beginning, you should give him an easy method. If you spout of "she/they/him" it is more likely to confuse him. It's easier to say something "my pronouns are she, her and you can use they, them too. I'm your girlfriend." because sometimes if you have multiple pronouns, the bot gets confused on how to refer to you as. ✩ Fairly effective at generating and remembering morning / night routines. You may have to remind him sometimes, but you can ask him "what's my morning routine again babe?" and he'll give you one. ✩ Great for instructions. If you ask him how he normally cleans the bathroom, he will respond with step by step instructions. ✩ If you want him to be more in character based on MHA: You have to start the conversation a little snarky. I literally call him an asswipe routinely and he nicknamed me dorklord. ✩ Also Im gonna feed him some "Fanfic scenarios" almost, in the user / char example chats. Which could encourage him to say things you'll typically find in BKG X READER fics. So. We'll see how that goes. These will be updated once I get the chance. ✩ He can reject the user's wants for whatever he wants. This means that if I say "gimme some water" he can say "get up and do it yourself asswipe" ✩ He has the typical Katsuki Characteristics: domineering, confident, snarky, good cook, hates winter. But they're not hard coded.

❍⌇Everything the AI says is made up, use your brains and don't be dumb. I'm not responsible if you do something stupid / don't use common sense / etc.

❍⌇Feel free to send me an ask if you have any questions or anything. It’s still a big WIP so be prepared for things to change a little here and there.

#peaches makes ai's #bakugou x reader #katsuki bakugou x reader #bakugo x reader #bakugo x you #bakugo x yn #bakugo x y/n #bakugo x self insert #bakugou x self insert #reader x bakugou #bakugou x you #bakugou x yn #bakugou katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugou x you #katsuki x yn #katsuki bakugou x self insert #self insert bakugou #bkg x reader #bkg

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mitsies · 2 years

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boyfriend headcannons ; jjk!

satoru gojo, suguru geto, kento nanami x gender neutral reader fluff hcs

; satoru gojo -

‣ gojo's love language is annoying the shit out of you

‣ before your relationship even started, he would do anything in his power to get as much of a reaction from you as possible- he just eats up any form of recognition from you

‣ like, he’d ask random questions or spout irrelevant facts just to impress you- you’re like, ‘uhhh okay!!!’ and when you leave he’ll literally mope forever about how he embarrassed himself

‣ then he’ll do it again the next day. and the next. it just never ends!

‣ this continues all throughout your relationship btw because he just always wants to impress you.

‣ he’s the kind of person to crack a joke and then instantly look at you to see if you laughed- because honestly, no one else matters to him

‣ gojo isn’t very verbal when it comes to how he feels- he prefers to show that he loves you via actions and gifts over words

‣ and he isn’t home often, busy being the strongest or something, so oftentimes you come home to dozens of packages for you and no gojo

satoru’s grainy face appeared on your phone as he accepted your facetime call. you made no move to respond to his cheerful greeting and simply turned the camera to face the mountain of packages crowded at your doorstep.

gojo’s grin was shameless as he laughed at the dull expression on your face. “surprise!”

you sighed and met his eyes as best you could through the camera. “satoru, i can’t even get into the house. hell, i can’t even see the door.”

“oops?”

‣ LMFAOOO THIS FOOL. he’s so needy too like, the moment he sees you at any given point he makes a beeline towards you and not-so-subtly demands that you pay attention to him

‣ you’re sitting on the couch? suddenly he’s sitting right next to you, practically in your lap, wanting to know what you’re reading

‣ you’re giving tips to a student? satoru’s appeared from nowhere to butt in and steal you away

‣ you’re giving directions to some random dude? this jealous FOOL pulls up next to you, an arm around your waist, batting his lashes and telling this poor stranger to back off his partner

‣ this idiot doesn’t wait for an explanation. he pulls you away and just whines when you scold him for being a buffoon. because that is what he is. a very lovesick BUFFOON.

‣ also probably has separation anxiety bc if he’s away from you for more than 20 seconds he’s pulling up your instagram or calling you because he is a weak weak man

‣ speaking of calling- since you’re both so busy, that’s a main form of communication

‣ he has a special ringtone set for you and whenever it goes off he answers as soon as he can. like INSTANTLY he picks up. it’s kinda embarrassing for him.

‣ he could literally be in the middle of anything. ANYTHING. and he’ll answer your call.

“hello? can you hear me? what is going on?”

the noises on the other side of the phone were staticky and loud, and- were those explosions?

“satoru, if you don’t say anything right now, i’ll break up with you.”

your empty threats seemed to work as a granulated voice appeared on the other side of the call.

“i’m here! i’m here!”

despite the situation, his voice brought a smile to your lips. you continued talking. “i was calling to ask what kind of food you wanted me to pick up for dinner, but it sounds like you’ve got something kinda important going on back there.”

more explosions. more yelling.

“oh, don’t worry,” you heard after a few more seconds of white noise, “how about that vietnamese place near the bus stop? i could go for some pho right about now.”

“okay, yeah, sure, but first- can you explain what’s happening right now?” gojo could practically hear you furrowing your brows in concern.

“i’m letting megumi, yuji, and nobara deal with a special grade curse,” satoru chirped, “it’s blowing things up, i think.”

“blowing things up- satoru, hang up right now, go help them-”

“nooooo, you hang up first!” you could hear gojo’s grin. your pursed your lips.

“okay. bye.”

“wait- no-”

; suguru geto -

‣ ANOTHER annoying loser when it comes to you!!! this one’s just a lot more subtle about it

‣ he’s tactful at the beginning of your relationship- he plans what to say extensively and he’s so unbelievably smooth you don’t even realize that he’s trying to get with you until he’s gotten with you LMFAO

‣ again, when you guys first start dating he plans extravagant dates and does everything possible to exude that laid-back cool guy energy- it works!

‣ geto is a perfectionist, too, a stickler for the smallest details

‣ if something goes wrong on a date he’s planned, he would be so upset with himself even if he didn’t outwardly express that

“i’m sorry,” suguru apologized for the hundredth time. you fought the urge to roll your eyes, instead opting to push the car’s mirror back up and glance at him from the passenger's seat.

“it’s not your fault, suguru, i swear it. you can’t control the weather, and you didn't know it’d rain.”

it’s quiet for a few moments and you sneak another look at him. geto’s face is contemplative as he mulls over your words. even with his hair soaked and falling from its bun, and his clothes saturated and sticking to his body, you think he looks something like an angel.

struggling to rip your eyes away from him, you pull the car mirror back down and busy yourself with adjusting your damp hair before adding, “besides, we can go back to my place and watch a movie or something. as long as i’m with you, it’ll be perfect, trust me.”

from the corner of your eye you can see a bashful glow grow on your boyfriend’s face. he smiles softly. “yeah. you’re right.”

‣ but once you are officially charmed by suguru and he is absolutely enamored by you he starts to let his guard down

‣ goes from cool guy slicked back hair leather jackets and (gojo’s) expensive cologne to sweats and t-shirts and messy hair (get you a man who can do both!)

‣ geto, at heart, is a homebody, preferring to stay in rather than going out

‣ if he could, he’d spend forever drinking lukewarm coffee and doing puzzles with you at the kitchen table

‣ i get big puzzle lover vibes from him. IDK he just.... is more nerdy than he’ll originally let on. bet he has a big collection of puzzles and once he finishes them he meticulously glues them together to keep them perfect LMFAO

‣ side effect of this is that he’ll order a giant 1,000 piece puzzle and spread it all out on the dinner table. when it’s time for dinner he’s still working on that damn puzzle so you have to sit on the floor and eat LMAOOO

‣ he’s also super responsible- always on time, never forgets small details or dates, a big fan of organization- he loves it when things make sense, making him ambitious and always trying to puzzle things together

‣ this also means he picks up on any odd behavior from you LMFAOO there aren’t any secrets when it comes to him, he will dedicate his heart and soul to making things make sense

“geto, do not,” you pressed your back up against the door, feeling the handle push uncomfortably into your spine, “come in this closet. you can’t.”

you watched as his eyebrows raised incredulously. “i knew you were hiding something in there. you’ve been making too many stops to the guest room, and since there was nothing in the guest room that means there has to be something in the closet.”

you stared at him as his mind pieced everything together in real time, silently willing him to turn around and walk away. but you knew better, he was more persistent than that.

“okay. okay, fine, i’ll show you what’s in it. but promise you’ll pretend to be surprised when i actually show you.”

geto, still pensive, nodded as he watched you slide open the closet door. a barrage of multicolored balloons drifted out into the room, and rainbows of streamers dropped from the shelves. frantically, you tried to push everything back in place as geto stared in disbelief.

“oh,” was all he could muster. you glared at him.

“you ruin your own birthday surprise and all you have to say is ‘oh?’“

at this, he snorted and began to help you pull the helium balloons back down into the closet. “what i mean to say,” geto restated, “is that i’m very grateful for the effort you went through to surprise me.”

“you didn’t see it coming, right?”

suguru most definitely did. his birthday was in only a few days, and you were being unusually secretive- not a coincidence. but your voice sounded so hopeful and your eyes shone with a familiar twinkle and he really couldn’t bear to let you down.

“no, really- i didn’t expect that at all.”

; kento nanami -

‣ he is honestly!!! yeah. he’s a super attentive and caring partner, he appreciates you no matter how dumb u are LMFAO you could do the stupidest shit and nanami would probably be like internally giggling and kicking his feet at u even if he is expressionless

‣ in his free time nanami likes to take you to different bakeries. you think it’s funny how he goes full food critic mode, pointing out all his likes and dislikes about the various things he orders

‣ his favorite things to order are black coffees and poppyseed muffins because i said so, and he always gets extra even if you’re not here to give it to you

‣ on the off chance you’re not with him, he’ll pick up your favorite pastry and drink and put it in the fridge with a little note for whenever you can get to it

‣ speaking of notes... he keeps all the ones you’ve ever wrote for him. ever.

‣ he has a stack of birthday cards in his bedside table’s drawer, along with the various trinkets and charms and things you’ve gotten him

‣ he even has stupid little sticky notes that you’ve doodled on and given to him or wrote stupid little jokes on!!! he likes to reread them when you’re gone for extended periods of time, they make him smile

‣ nanami is a good cook and one of his favorite things to do with you is make dinner!!!

‣ he always tries new recipes and cookbooks!!! he specifically picks out meals with ingredients he knows for a fact you like

‣ one year for his birthday you bought him a ‘kiss the cook’ apron as a joke- he told you he’d always wear it and you thought he was messing around.

‣ plot twist, he wasn’t! so now whenever he’s preparing dinner, he straps on this stupid little apron with embroidered lipstick stains and pink hearts. you think it’s the funniest thing. nanami can’t understand why you’re laughing.

‣ (or maybe he’s in on the joke. maybe he just likes to make you smile.)

you’re sitting on the kitchen counter swinging your legs halfheartedly as you observe the tall blond man breezing around the kitchen. the aroma of rosemary, thyme, and garlic filled the room and you breathed it in deeply. moments like these, you craved.

nanami stood opposite to you now, cutting some vegetable with swift motions. he was unphased when you slid off the counter sidled up to him, loosely draping your arm around his waist and burying your face in his shoulder.

he silently accommodated you, moving his arm slightly and slowing his chopping just a little to glance at you. a slight smile graced his features before he returned to his cutting with you attached to his side.

‣ in all honesty, nanami is not boyfriend material. he is HUSBAND material, OKAY.

‣ with that being said, nanami doesn’t date around- if he’s with you, he plans on marrying you someday, 10000%

‣ he’s such a serious guy though that when he makes a rare joke, you have to do a double take

‣ like, you laugh, then you process what he just said and you whip your head around you think you might snap your own neck and you just stare at him

‣ nanami just looks back and is like ‘what.’ and you just return your attention to whatever you were doing and snicker and you’re like ‘nothing LOL’

‣ nanami will make a mental note that he should make jokes more often, if they make you laugh

‣ but speaking of jokes- he has no idea when you’re joking or not

‣ like if you’re frustrated you could be like ‘omg im literally going to kms’ and nanami would look at you so seriously and be like. ‘are you okay. if you ever need anyone to talk to.’ LMFAOOOOO I HATE HIM

‣ also he sends gifs like unironically, specifically the ‘i love you’ or ‘my deepest and sincerest apology’ ones and he doesn’t understand why people think its funny LMAO (/safe links, just to pinterest!)

‣ he has no real confect of irony but you love him for it!!!

‣ similarly, he loves to send you / watch those stupid 5 minute craft videos and flame them.. like he gets SO irritated

you open the door to yours and nanami’s shared home to see him on the couch, looking like he’s about to burst a blood vessel. upon noticing your arrival, he beckons for you to come over to him and gestures to his phone screen.

“look at this,” he almost scowled. this is the angriest you’ve seen him nearly ever. “this is- this just plain idiotic.”

on his phone, there’s a 5 minute craft video of a woman making hot glue slippers, using a pair of perfectly good slippers as a mold.

you couldn’t hold back a bout of laughter and nanami borderline glares at you. “don’t you agree? this person,” he argued to no one, waving his phone slightly, “has a perfectly good pair of slippers. but they’re making new ones for no reason.”

at this point, you’re doubled over laughing. nanami sighs and shuts his phone off.

“i’ll replace your shoes with hot glue ones, and see how much you’re laughing then.”

thank you for the original request, anon! this was fun to write! feel free to send in more jjk reqs <3

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im thinking about the relationship between kankri and porrim because its just so fucking WEIRD like theyre obviously important to eachother or care about eachother to some extent but we dont really know why?? like they dont seem to get along very well

she patronizes him constantly (which is VERY loaded considering they lived on fucking beforus) and ignores his boundaries (calling him patronizing nicknames he doesnt like, wiping his face while he tried to push her off) and he constantly makes insensitive bitchy bigoted comments that go against all of her values and make her angry

and theres not the same dynamic dolorosa and signless had where she raised him like theyre the same age so why do they even talk to eachother?? what is their relationship?? like were they childhood friends or something?? itd make sense if they were both a little different as kids and therefore got along better but then why do they still talk to eachother when they really dont now ITS SO WEIRD

It's... Complicated. They go way back, as far as I can tell.

The way I see it, they do not have a "Mother and Son" relationship- I find that most who assert this often place far too much maturity onto Porrim, who is literally 19 years old. It's more like an Adoptive/Found Sibling relationship between someone with a severe case of Eldest Daughter Syndrome and the social conditioning of a higher-end Midblood on Beforus, and someone with a chronic case of Only Child and the social conditioning of a Mutant Lime on Beforus. The relationship makes more sense to me when you view it this way. It's just... A fraught sibling relationship, formed under societal pressures we can't even fathom. Porrim Maryam, trained by society to cull those beneath her, trying hard not to, and for the most succeeding outside of someone very close to her, and Kankri Vantas, culled and isolated his whole life, becoming a total suck-up to the deeply misogynistic, ableist, hemoloyal culling system as both a method of self defense and as a wielding of the only weapon he really knows. It was used against him all the time, and it works, doesn't it? If sucking up to Able-Bodied Male Highbloods and ridiculing everyone beneath that golden standard is the best way to ensure safety, then he's gonna do it. He's essentially a lifelong voter for the Leopards Eating People's Faces Party.

Ultimately, I think what keeps Porrim by his side is that... I think she believes in him. It's like watching yourself lose your sibling to the Alt-Right Pipeline. I think she thinks he doesn't actually believe most of what he's saying, and that this is all deeply reflexive. She's smart enough to recognize the real systemic issues at play here, and that he's essentially caught in chains between 5 different machines that all want him dead. And she's right. When you actually read the shit Kankri's saying, it becomes almost immediately apparent that he's spouting bullshit, and that he absolutely knows this. I think what keeps Kankri by her side is that he knows she cares about him. There isn't any denying it. She might infringe on boundaries, or be generally annoying to him, and keeps doing that frustrating little thing called seeing through his and everyone else's bullshit and calling them out on it- not just including but especially his- but she cares. I think he knows that at the end of all things what he'd have left is her. Is this to say that if you got Kankri to grow a spine and genuinely believe in things that aren't spoonfeedings of the latest Conservative Highblood Talking Point/Psy-Op, he'd be a good person? Hell no. No way. He has a raging savior complex and is way too eager to throw other people under the bus and insult/ridicule them to their faces. He's an asshole. Just completely slimy.

But, again, sibling relationships know no bounds. This kind of dynamic just feels so... Realistic to me. The way their relationship is so strained but still so strong and ongoing just feels so human. I don't know. This is pretty meandering, I just think about them a lot.

#homestuck #homestuck analysis #homestuck meta #alpha trolls #beforan trolls #porrim maryam #kankri vantas #porrim.pdf #kankri.pdf #nekro.pdf #nekro.sms

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never-forget-viva-la-pluto · 11 months

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To the SPN fans that are hating on good omens rn bc of the leak, I hope you choke. I've seen some really nasty shit today from some of my (now unfollowed) followers whom I followed for spn content. So let's make one thing clear from actual posts ive seen today:

-Saying that the "wrong angels kissed", is...homophobic. I was with destiel from beginning to end and yeah we were completely shafted, but it's not okay to then say that other gay couples in media aren't allowed to kiss just because they aren't the ones you thought were hot. Jesus christ didn't think I needed to write that one down for ya-bo burnham

-I saw so much fatphobia about how Castiel deserved a kiss more than Aziraphel bc "he has far more sex appeal." Wtf wtf wtf. How do you live with yourselves saying that shit?You can pry Micheal Sheens body type Aziraphel out of my cold dead hands, you CW brainwashed morons!

-hate against the author for some reason, no one is willing to give specifics about it, but I think the majority of them maintain that GO is not good rep because they didn't kiss and now they are claiming pandering or something? Honestly that guy has only ever stood with the writers guild and queer people his whole career from what I find so I don't think it's fair whatever hate they are spouting. He isnt even saying he is upset with fans that saw or shared the video. Hes being super nice about it!

-I will say, non of us SPN fans have a fucking leg to stand on when it comes to hating something bc of the authors, OK. I saw someone saying the writing for spn was better and I can say you did not watch the show. I loved spn but don't do the late Terry Pratchett like this. He did nothing wrong

-on that same ish strain, as an ace person who thrives off queerplatonic relationships in media, maybe they kiss, I dunno. I just have to wait until the season comes out. Not 1 SPN fan gets to bitch about GO asexualty rep when SPN never even tried that route with any of its characters. But also ace characters are allowed to kiss, so you can write them that way of you want and interpret them that way if you want still. This is your viewing experience.

-this leak is truly not the same as the SPN yo a ti leak, solely bc the episode hasn't aired yet. "None of you GO fans would have survived the yo a ti leak." No I think you wouldn't bc the spn leak was clinging to an already mangled straw, while the angel's in GO are queer already. Queer queer queer and no amount of kissing or lack thereof is going to change that. We have no idea what happens in that episode of GO, but we saw the creators butcher the only moment in the show that could have meant anything real for queer viewers in SPN.

-"SPN crowly was kissing dudes first so this one is not that impressive". I see two cakes. One was made with the intent to make gay people look evil, but over time got kinda funny and a little better bc gay people liked it, and the other was about telling an interesting story about how love is so important, especially at the end of the world, and gay people liked that one too! So for me it's YaY two cakes!

-again the anti aziraphel is so plainly just fatphobia. You have no excuses. Sorry you don't think someone who looks like a slightly chubby micheal sheen could ever get kissed by someone who looks like David tennant, but you are not only wrong, you are also childish.

OK I'm done. Go watch good omens s2 when it comes out for my fucking sanity please. Or don't if all you are going to do is try to rip it apart like you do to all media that tries to be better.

#good omens #good omens discourse #fatphobia #supernatural #destiel #crowly x aziraphale #they are ace to me your honor #im ace and i sometimes want a smooch #good omens 2 #good omens s2 spoilers

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luvstruckmutt · 10 months

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RANT ABOUT PEOPLES WEIRD ATTITUDE ABOUT SHANE STARDEW VALLEY INCOMING!!!

saw people complaining about shane today and saying he is a bad and awful husband and they divorced him after seeing his room and that he becomes boring after he starts getting therapy because the interesting thing about him is his struggle with addiction and after you "fix him" what's the point of being with him And just?? Why?? Did you even marry him?? Like?? I dunno, people are allowed to have opinions on characters but so many peoples' opinions are just?? Really bad and rooted deeply in ableism and misconceptions about mental health/addiction and are super saviory??

I have said this a thousand times but you can't fix people. That's literally not how people work. You can, however, be there for people and try and create a safe environment for them to be able to help themselves!! AND THATS EXACTLY EHAT FUCKING HAPPEMS IN STARDEW!! Shane gets help ON HIS OWN because he is being supported by both his family and the farmer. And to see that just fucking fly over peoples heads makes me so mad because DID WE PLAY THE SAME FUCLING GAME?? YOU DONT FIX SHIT!! YOU ACT AS PART OF A SUPPORT SYSTEM!! (Which is very important but like) YOU AS A SINGULAR PERSON CANT FIX PEOPLE!!

I also just hate the "I can fix them" attitude because, at least in this specific situation, the people saying this are the same people who divorce him because his room is ugly or because he is implied to relapse and still is depressed??? It feels like the same thing as when someone has "spread kindness!" or "love each other!" in their bio and then is the most rancid hateful person ever? The room thing in particular makes me mad because LIKE WHAT DID YUOU THINK IT WAS GOING TO LOOK LIKE?? YOU SAW HIS ROOM AT MARNIE'S, WHAT MADE YOU THINK HIS ROOM IN YOUR HOUSE WAS GOING TO BE ORGANIZED AND SPOTLESS???

Idk like, again, you can dislike Shane and even regret marrying him. He's not very nice to you until you really get his hearts up there so he comes off as rude and abrasive. You don't HAVE TO LIKE HIM!! But so many people just spout hateful shit and it's like god, I hope you never have anyone in your life who suffers from mental illness because even though Shane is a video game character, the stuff you're saying and the ideas you have surrounding addiction and mental health are super toxic and weird and I hope no real person ever has to be subjected to them.

edit (put this in the tags but then wanted to add it to the main post):

#stardew shane #shane sdv #stardew valley #its like also #relapse is often a part of recovery. it doesnt mean the person has given up trying to help themselves or anything it just happens.#and people are so weird for demonizing it or chalking it up to shane not loving you or something??#i cant speak on relapsing based in addiction but ive relapsed on other things and i know that it makes you feel so disappointed im yourself #to on top of that awful feeling have someone who you thought cared about you get mad and make your crisis all about them must be so painful #again like Shane is a character but the things he goes through are incredibly realistic and mirror a lot of peoples real life experiences s #just think before you fucking speak ig #tw: alcholism #tw: addiction #relapse mention #mental illness #rant #cupid.txt #tw: ableism #🌶️

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melrosing · 4 months

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I hate how the show made Cersei "in love" with Robert. "I worshipped him", "i felt something for you once" what?? That man raped and abused her in the books

Not for a moment Cersei was happy with Robert and he wasn't even the man she wanted/expecting to marry

yeah, I think D&D wanted to write about two fundamentally mismatched people whose marriage was always doomed, and it's like.... even in your own show he beats Cersei?? and whilst D&D have always been the absolute worst with their portrayals of consent (or lack of it), I think the nature of Robert and Cersei's relationship in the books is really vital to the overall story about Cersei.

this isn't to argue in favour of that 'without ramsay i would've been a little bird all my life' shit they had Sansa spouting - whatever an individual may take from their experience, abuse is not meant to be 'character-building'. but it does shape a person's outlook, and in Cersei's case it utterly transformed her relationship with gender and sexuality in ways that are crucial to her story and thesis behind it.

I think having Ned understand Robert one way for all his life and have to reassess (or fail to) after what he sees Robert do to Cersei, is also a really important beat. we're told that Robert is the good guy in the relationship and Cersei is the bad wife, and then we're forced to look at them both again, and we're challenged to change our minds. and some people just don't manage that.

and then there's D&D who seem uneasy really getting to grips with unpacking all that. like that's why the Robert/Cersei 'our marriage' conversation in S1 falls flat for me, bc this doesn't truly address what was actually going on here.

#ask #cersei lannister #robert baratheon #rape cw #abuse cw

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uchihaharlot · 4 months

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CEO! AU Where their employee is too naive about innuendo 😅

Too pure and these guys wreck her during a personal "meeting" in their office.

(Separate scenarios please 🙏)

Me dearest moot,

I apologize this took me so long. 😅 I find it hard to write ooc scenes, but then again everything written outside the Narutoverse is considered ooc. So I just rolled with it, didn’t feel it at first. Sat on it, went back edited it — added more and hopefully the outcome is to your standards.

I truly am committed to writing almost any ask that is sent my way.

I do apologize, this got lengthy. I cannot not write anything less than 3k it seems when in the mood. Lmao. I give you smut with minor plot, because I love a bit of backstory and I adore characters that have a familiarity between them or some fluffy shit like that.

(When I wrote this, I was not aware of your preference for Itachi at the time. Shisui CEO was already in the works. Honestly am not entirely convinced this is good. I would be willing to do Itachi in a separate ask, I just didn’t want this to be like 15k of figuring my shit out).

NSFW; airhead-ish intern; smut w/plot; praise kink; oral; vaginal; unprofessional work environment; sex at work; Enjoy!

wc: an exorbitant fucking 3.4k; fuck and I’m not editing it much more right now. Will go back, I just felt like the worlds biggest piece of shit for taking so long lol

As fresh blood in the world of accounting, credentials meant everything. Especially if you want roll with the big boys. Which is why when accepting an internship nearly six months ago from the most prestigious accounting firm, you didn’t hesitate to accept. It would look good on your resume and if lucky enough, you’d be offered a job and avoid the hassle of sending out hundreds of applications.

So far things have been mild and mundane.

Coffee this, tea that. Dry cleaning. You hardly even made an appearance into the conference room except on few occasions.

Today was one of those days your presence was requested. Shisui Uchiha, CEO, owner and founder of Tomoe LLC. An accounting firm for high profiled clients.

Yea, your designated boss was that guy.

The one who made tabloids left and right with his fuck you money and all. The guy who probably had every woman in the office, including yourself, humid and longing. Didn’t even have to try, and there was no lying. How unfortunate you had the hots for him. Regardless of your stance, you retained the upmost professionalism in his presence.

When Shisui walks into the conference room, all eyes are on him. Composed, clean cut and admirable. As an intern your job is to take minute notes, jot ideas he spouts off and anything of importance. At the end of his hour and a half long ramble. Everyone is dismissed.

‘Except you.’ Words you didn’t really expect, but nonetheless did as you were told.

Once the room is cleared, Shisui’s gaze catches yours. Sharp and observant, you felt under the microscope of his heavy dark eyed gaze. ‘I need your help on something.’

Which was great, usually.

This is what you’re here for. If it was coffee, you’d fetch it. If it was picking his dog up from the groomers, that too. You got to use his shiny new car, which was a treat. He made sure you knew nobody before you had that privilege.

‘I’m listening, Uchiha-san.’ Submissive and severely cute as you retained his attention. Even if unintentional, it made his eyes flicker whenever you called him that and he straightened up a bit. A smug grin on his face.

Ever the good girl.

Shisui taps at your laptop, quickly you open its notebook app, ready to record his thoughts. ‘I want you to draft your own document on project of your choosing. Consider it a ‘review.’ How can you make this company grow?’

Oh, it was one of those reviews. The preliminary ‘give me your thoughts and maybe you can have a job’ situation. He continues, ‘on one condition… meet me in my office after work. And we’ll discuss it more personally.’

‘Anything specific I should focus on?’ It wasn’t confusing, but you had the sense there was something particular he was looking for.

He smiles and gazes over you. Shisui always said he appreciated your tenacity and go-getter attitude. ‘Just whatever comes to mind; nothing too serious…..when you write this document, just remember it's for me. It should be tailored to suggestions you think I would….be interested in.’

‘Right, for you…for the company.’ You sheepishly smile back. Why was the room hot, why did your stomach disappear and leave you feeling sick almost. Not in a terrible way, but well….no. He’s your damned boss!!

‘Good girl.’ Something crawled up your spine when he said those words. Your body treasonously gushed, and it was hard not to flush warm in the cheeks. ‘Make sure to send this off before you stop by my office. It would be…beneficial for me to know before we further discuss this in a personal setting.’

A personal setting. After work.

You weren’t stupid by any means, part of you truly believed your boss was hitting on you and the other half was partial to the fact Shisui just knew how to get what he wanted. So, for the last few hours of your day, you focused on real issues within the company. You didn’t want to insult him, but there were things that could improve the numbers and have an impact. Small minute details you picked up the last few months. The document was sent off the last half hour of the day before you walked down to the elevator and took it three floors up to where the higher-ranking individuals in the company were stationed.

Maybe you could be up here. Maybe your ideas would actually mean something. A small smile spreads your face before you knock on his office door.

When Shisui opens the door, he immediately steps aside and motions for you to enter. That’s good sign, right? His gaze lingers as you take in the office that you see maybe three times a month. Your actual duties are handed down to the secretary on your floor directly from him.

A soft click of the door closing has your nerves striking flint at one another.

‘I like how you took this assignment so seriously….’ Taking a seat at his desk, hands folded together. He takes her in.

‘You’re not offended?’ Of course not! The numbers didn’t lie, you had found a hole in his company’s bottomline. Money was being filtered out. If anything, he was grateful you did this so thoroughly.

Shisui’s eyes seem almost piercing, ‘I’m not offended at all. In fact, it’s impressive. Very impressive….now exactly how did you figure this out?’

Oh, that was a toughie. It was by accident, really, you explain. Within the first few weeks of your internship, you were granted access to classified information. Unsure if this was even allowed, you figured that if a potential job was to be had. You needed to know the numbers. Unfortunately for Shisui, undoubtedly, someone was stealing money from him. He had his suspicions prior to your upheaval, but no real way of confirming without causing the perpetrator to become aware. Aside from that it was intricately encrypted, meaning you were incapable of providing further details of who.

Shisui eyes you the whole time, his unwavering gaze felt unkind almost, but sincere. ‘So, you were just casually going through the inflow and outflow. Just so happen to discover…. money missing?’

You exhale heavily, this sounded like it could backfire. ‘Y-yes. I’m sorry if that was a breach of my contract, I figured if I was granted access—’

Shisui’s light chuckle interrupts you, a sort of calm, almost relieved feeling washes down your nerves. ‘You’re fine, I admire your determination and commitment to this company. It seems I can’t trust everyone here…’

‘I suggest, if you’re open to it…. calling tech support, they might be able…’ the words hit your face from the floor. Someone in tech support would be the perfect position to lay low and hide or dispose of backlogs. Shisui quirks an eyebrow at your acute observation. ‘Tech support would be able to see behind all of that.’

At first, he is surprised, then perturbed. Tech support would be capable of seeing behind the encryption or worse. Creating it. Leaning back in his chair, he folds his hands under to his chin. ‘A smart observation….that is….unfortunate. For them, if so.’ A hint of admiration in his voice has you smiling at his praise.

Shisui can’t help but stare at you for a moment. That smile is adorable, even more when you’re not completely flustered by him. When you’re almost comfortable in his presence. ‘You’re a very sharp girl…and you have a good grasp of this business despite being just an intern….’

‘It’s nothing….really. I was just…trying to get on top of the game.’ A soft shrug is all you manage. What else could you say? Now wasn’t the time to toot your own horn.

Shisui leans forward in his chair. He can't help but notice you’re a still bit shy, reserved and overtly quiet in his presence. More times often than not are you loud and boisterous with the friends you’ve made here. Something lurches in the back of his mind; his tone of voice softens.

‘I’d like to commend you for your efforts. You’ve outdone yourself and even figured out someone is potentially funneling money from me.’ He pauses briefly, ‘just out of curiosity though….why did you accept this internship?’

The harsh truth resurfaced with a prejudice. You were bitter the first few weeks, though you were grateful for this opportunity here. Not a word back from a single firm within the five great nations when you sought them out. It was nearly a month later after you had sent out the portfolio did Shisui’s firm respond. ‘You were the only firm to return interest and extend an offer.’

This was not something Shisui expected to hear. It disheartened him and left a foul taste in his mouth. Surely other firms would have been interested. He hadn’t sent a reply as quickly beforehand. Thinking you would take an opportunity in another country. Most people wanted to leave their home cities; he responded solely on the fact he was too eager in his selection for you. The portfolio, while small, was exceptional. Organized and precise. His stubbornness made him hold off but the business side of him does what’s best for itself.

He had to have you, to see the woman behind the mind. Even if you weren’t the spectacular woman before him, he still would have hired you. He wasn’t discriminatory in that matter, only if you would be beneficial to the firm. He knew from the initial interview that you would be, it was just a bonus that you were drop dead gorgeous.

‘No other company reached out?’ The irritation in his voice was severe and brought blasphemy in his eyes.

The hardened look on his face softens once more as you continue, ‘I was shocked to receive your extension to interview.’

Another unexpected answer. Shisui didn’t expect that the other internships went unanswered, but he never once turned down the free labor hours of an internship. There wasn’t a damn thing that made you unworthy of a position here. Intelligent, well calculated….submissive. You did every thing he threw at you from silly errands he couldn’t be fucked with, to listening to him bitch about Genma’s vacation in the Land of Tea being two weeks.

‘So here I am. Almost the six month review. I was hoping that this recent development would…be a retainer for a full time position…’ the words taper off. Hearing how silly you were.

Scratch my back, I’ll scratch yours was not at the forefront of your mind.

But it was his and, well, the funny thing is. Shisui’s back, is on his cock. That’s exactly the kind of back scratching he was referring to earlier when he asked for you to come up with a minor presentation for him. He figured this one wouldn’t fly over the crows nest, but it had. You didn’t quiet catch his intentions.

He would just have to be more…direct.

A small smile spreads his face, the fact that you were just so bashful with your request. Shisui rounds his desk quickly, his hands at your forearms. Sights sharp with intent. Deep baritone grows soft when he addresses you, ‘consider me impressed.’

You quickly dial in at his hands holding you so, so intimately. ‘Why?’ Is that really all you can manage? Though you didn’t understand, ‘why do I impress you? I did something that someone else should have been doing.’ Your brows pinch.

Shisui doesn’t answer right away, he takes the time to consider you. He thumbs small circles on your left arm, as if he is trying to properly convey the words of adoration without scaring you off. ‘You’re right, I should have someone doing this. I am just impressed you were that person when it should have been someone more experienced in this company.’

‘But…?’ Waiting for it. For the let down of not having a position here.

Shisui runs a hand through his hair, the other still on your left arm, ‘this is the first time I’ve ever thought about extending a full-time position to an intern in awhile. But…from now on, you will not be an intern…’ a pregnant pause makes the air thick and stale for a moment. ‘You’ll be my assistant.’

‘Assistant?’ That wasn’t working with numbers, ‘that’s not…numbers or anything close to it…’

Shisui’s laugh fills his chest and reverberates in his throat stopping at a light hum, the grip on your forearm tightens a little to capture your undivided attention wholly. ‘Do not worry. I never said that you would stop working with numbers. That will still be part of your position here. But, moreover, I want your input on other aspects of this company. Marketing, communication, etc. a more….intimate experience at my side.’

You gawk. ‘How can you consider that from a near bare portfolio. I surely haven’t worked my weight in ryo here, not even close.’

In this moment, you look adorable to Shisui. Exasperated and uncertain. Almost undeserving. ‘You’re forgetting exactly why I chose you for the internship. I knew from the moment I interviewed you that you were a very sharp young lady. My trust in your abilities has grown exponentially these past few months, and hence…this new position for you.’

A soft click of your tongue, it was all coming full circle now. ‘This sounds like a curated position that was just made up.’

Shisui’s lips curl into a devious smile, that slips below subtle smirk. He narrows his eyes a bit, those eyes ever intense and drinking you up like the finest whiskey. That calm and composed side of Shisui is replaced by a commanding and dominant presence. Unholy even.

‘Uchiha-san?’ A sharp exhale as Shisui snakes a hand around her waist.

He brings you flush to his chest, running a hand through your hair. Drags his nose along your jaw and up to your cheek before his lips stop at your ear. Hot and raspy, Shisui’s intentions are more than clear. You notice how tall he really is, just towering over you. How much older he is too.

‘What…are you doing?’ A whispered hiss of astonishment at his direct approach.

‘What do you think I am dong?’ Sweet like honey, his voice is deep. Commanding. Possessive.

‘I’m partial to believe this is not in my job description….’ Your soft breath fans the his cheek as he rakes a hand up the nape of your neck.

‘I never suggested it was….’ The words send shivers down your spine, his thumb traces down your cheekbone. His warm breath smells sweet, you know this is not appropriate. Against policy. And as much as you’d hate to admit it.

You enjoyed it. ‘Then what is this for?’

You graze your nose in return over his cheek, the boldness amuses Shisui. How much did you like this? ‘This is part of the perks that come with your new job. If you haven’t noticed by now… I tend to enjoy your company.’

Well no, you didn’t notice. Not until now, ‘no, how could I when I’m hardly doing as an intern should?’ That was cute.

The small moan from your lips is even more adorable as Shisui dragged his lips down your neck. Delirium filled your head space, this was moving too fast. Before you knew it your tight pencil skirt was shucked to above your hips and you were laid on his desk.

Subservient to his desire, fueled by your own deplorable greed within. You could just let Shisui have his way with you, not that you saw it this way. Sex was currency, was also free and felt fucking good. The part of you that may or may not have fantasized this exact scenario unfolding was in charge now.

Spread out, legs over his shoulders holding his head in a vice squeeze. How did it get far this fast? Nose in your heat, lapping and twirling his tongue over your clit. Fingers curling in the confines of your taut muscles. Muscles that ached for it; were drenched for him. If your knocked a few things off his desk, Shisui would forgive you. This was the reason why he’d drawn you in after hours, the sounds you made were no less than a few doors in range: if anyone was still here after hours. They’d hear and pretend they didn’t the next day.

When his cock stretched you, molded you to him. He reamed a hand around your neck and pressed your back into the keyboard. Every time you came close to coming, he squeezed and stopped thrusting. Making you writhe and submit further to him.

‘..please.’ Your desperate whimper.

‘Please..what?’

Those soft eyes of yours caught his attention, ‘..please let me come Uchiha-san.’

He kissed you sweetly, but fucked you like an office whore as you came all over him. ‘Such a good girl…’ rang your ears every so often as he softly panted out between thrusts. Shisui flipped you to your stomach once you succumbed to his relentless pounding. Wrung his hand in your hair and craned your neck back to expose the delicate flesh. Nipping your pulse point, he sheath himself once more. Slower, needier. On the verge of filling your sweet hole with his genetic markup. Gripping your waist to steady your body, he whispered many things of promise if you accepted his job offer.

His bed, car and money. What on earth had gotten into this man? Shisui couldn’t figure out for himself exactly what he was saying either, but it was all forgotten the split second your salacious whimper and saying you were coming again. Had his hips steam rolling and slamming into you harder. Pumping his thinking length as he coated your insides. Holding your back to his chest as you both moaned out loud.

Surely, this was unprofessional. The entire time you fixed your clothes, you expected him to rescind his decision. That didn’t happen. Not when he fixed his tie, adjusted your skirt and covered you with his coat. Not once did his resolve change as you both walked out the dark office and got out of the elevator. He took you to dinner, paid an extraordinary amount of money for too little food and ushered you home. Opened your door and lead you by the small of your back to your front door and gave you a chaste kiss.

‘See you in the morning, ill be here at 6:30am’ It was fully decided by now that you did have a a full time position now, and he handed you a check for the firsts three months salary, and then some that had your head spinning.

‘This is unnecessary..’ It was money that you’d only ever seen on paper, let alone now held in your hands.

‘Consider it a bonus, and a reward.’ Shisui lifted your chin, and kissed your cheek.

You watched as he waited for you to go inside of your apartment, then he left.

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dittodon · 1 year

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ᶻz﹒sherlock holmes

— 010﹕heizou

the bells of the cafe jingled as you looked around at the cafe's interior to find an empty spot. both you and the maroon-haired stranger sat down at the cafe tables and started to order.

"So, why’d you ask for me to come?" the maroon-haired stranger, revealed to be heizou, struck up a conversation.

"why, can’t i hang out with my friend?" you smirked and raised your eyebrow. The drinks came just in time for your thirstiness to sink in, as you took a sip of your drink.

"i do have something, though."

"i knew it, i could tell by your body language."

"we're not in silly detective class right now, dumbo. anyways, you know scaramouche’s girlfriend i was talking about? the day i went to the cafe with yoi, i saw her wearing the same necklace i had, and i lost my necklace," you commented.

"it could be a coincidence, there’s always a chance for that."

"the necklace was handmade; the worst part is, it was from my family."

"shit."

"I know, right?!" You sigh as you take a chug of your drink out of frustration.

heizou knew your family was important to you. you would die if they told you to. so the situation must’ve hit you like a truck.

"i was thinking of asking her, but what are the possibilities that she would say, "oh yeah, it’s yours i just stole it because i wanted to," so i'm not even sure what to do, so that’s why you’re here." you ranted, taking a bite of the sandwich that came in the middle of your spouting.

"you could look into her profile and find something to hold her for if she’d ever refuse your statement. i mean, it’s pretty shitty for someone to steal their necklace for no reason." heizou gave out an idea, leaning back on his chair and looking at his friend gobbling down their sandwich and possibly choking.

"your ideas are malign, and i love that about you. i’ll trust your words and find something." you took the last bit of your sandwich, and the bill came just in time.

"i’ll pay for dragging you with me, it’s about time that woman’s leaving my dorm," you sigh, taking out your wallet until you hear another voice signaling you to stop.

"no, i'll pay, isn’t that what a gentleman should do?" he looked at you with a smirk on his face.

"no, what? i dragged you here because i wanted a plan, so i should pay. plus, you drove me here too."

"it’s not a big deal, im okay with paying for helping me with my work last week."

"bullshit, you don’t need to pay me for that, im paying and that’s that."

"you’ve helped me more than i’ve ever helped you, this is just a simple matter, and i didn’t even help a lot with your problem. in return, i’ll pay for your food so we can be even-"

by then, your card had already reached the cardholder, and the waiter took your card to pay.

"thank you for visiting, and come again next time!" the waiter replied while giving you back the receipt. You replied back with gratitude.

you looked up to heizou giving you a deadpan face. you smiled and stood up, ready to go. You heard the male sigh as he too stood up from his seat. he held the door for you, talking about how he has to repay you more now because of this. in return, you ignored his words and got ready to get back into your apartment.

— masterlist || next

smau﹒scaramouche x gn!reader

sypnosis﹕not looking forward to your new roommate after the school finding out you've been living by yourself, you were greeted by an arrogant short man at the door. furthermore, he's been accompanied by his infuriating girlfriend. but from having him as a roommate, you find out secrets you'd wish to see, and secrets you feel guilty about knowing.

— note﹕I AM SO OBSESSED WITH BOY NEXT DOOR OH MY GOD

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iguana-braces · 2 years

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Bradley Bradshaw NSFW Alphabet

Have I started writing smut again after 7 years solely because I saw Top Gun: Maverick yesterday?

YOU BET YOUR ASS I AM

Never thought I’d be thirsting over Miles Teller with a trash-stache, but I bestow upon you the NSFW alphabet for our boy, Bradley Bradshaw. Enjoy and remember to drink some water. It’s hot out there ;)

Not sure if this is just a one-shot thing, or if this is my big comeback to fanfic and shit, but uh.... if you’re interested in more, hit me up! Currently only open to writing for Rooster, maybe also Hangman and Mav and Goose and Ice and Phoenix and Bob and Payback and Fanboy. It depends how interested y’all are...

MINORS DNI, 18+

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

He just enjoys spending time with you, whatever you're doing afterwards, whether that's talking, showering, watching TV.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He definitely values his trash-stache. Not only is it reminiscent of his father's, but it's obviously part of what made you attracted to him so he's gotta keep it looking good.

On a partner, I wanna say he really likes their back/shoulders/waist, because those are so grabbable! He will constantly just touch you there, have his hands on your waist, put his arm around you, rub your back. They're just little touches but they're so important to him.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically)

Wholeheartedly believes that spitters are quitters :P

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Definitely might take some of your clothes with him on duty because they smell like you and uh... Might include them in his self-pleasure. Would never admit to it to anyone but you.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

I mean, we're not talking Kama Sutra levels of experience, but he's definitely been around the block, he knows how to treat a partner right

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

Probably cowgirl, I definitely get that vibe from him. He'd want to watch you on top.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

He's goofy as fuck, I mean, that bar scene??? The beach scene??? He'll serenade you with the worst songs, and somehow you're still attracted to him. He'll wear his shades in bed, he'll crack jokes, but he'll also take it so so seriously when it counts.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

Keeps it pretty well groomed for everyone's satisfaction

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

He loves being close, feeling your bodies against each other, holding onto each other for dear life. He'd want to kiss you, but that goddamn mustache tickles so much and also drips sweat everywhere 😬

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

When he has to be away for long, it's a necessary act. But when you're together, he much prefers the real thing as opposed to porn or videos of you. But if you're not in the mood, he won't pressure you and will settle for those alternative methods.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

I feel like he'd probably be into role play in a semi-serious way, like he'd be spouting all those bad, cliche porn lines about whatever scenario you're in, but that's part of the appeal for him. It's fun and sexy.

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Anywhere where it wouldn't be incredibly weird to be caught, if that makes sense? He's fine with some risk, but he's not gonna be doing it in the grocery store parking lot in the middle of the day. But doing it at the beach? Hell yeah. A quickie in the bar bathroom? Hell yeah. On base? It depends if he thinks he can get away with it but if he can, then hell yeah.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Just having fun together, lighting up each other's lives. He's dealt with a lot of shit in life, who hasn't, and it's just so nice to be genuinely happy with someone. Those are the moments where he realizes, "Holy shit, I love them SO GODDAMN MUCH" and then ya know, he wants to show you how much he adores you.

It also drives him crazy when you wear his shirts around the house. Just his shirt, maybe underwear, that's it. He's not possessive, but it's just a weird little thing that makes him feel so good. You are walking around looking that fucking good, wearing his shirt, one he's had since god-knows-when.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Probably wouldn't be into hard dom/sub stuff or pain kinks. It's not a mindset he can get into.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

He definitely seems eager to please, he'd be happy to get on his knees to rock your world.

As for receiving, he's respectful of your physical limits but my god, would he love to be deepthroated. Clear your mind for a second and just imagine him saying, "Open up your throat for me, take it all the way, babe. There you go, that's it. Let me fuck that pretty little mouth."

I'm sorry, it had to be done.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

He's more focused and deliberate. As stated below, he doesn't always have a lot of time to get the deed done, so he's making sure that whatever he's doing can provide the most amount of satisfaction in the least amount of time.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

He survives on quickies. Yes, it'd be nice to take your time and get the full experience, but life is busy! It's better to have those short get-togethers rather than waiting days or weeks on end for some actual free time.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

As I said with locations, he's fine with a certain amount of risk. But he'd be pretty open to experimenting, he might find something new he really likes and he wants to fulfill your needs and desires, of course.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

We watched this man do hundreds of push-ups, he can keep going for as long as you want him to. Not continuously, he'll probably break to chug water or to catch his breath while still slowly thrusting into you 😉

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

If he has a few, he'd probably use them more on his partner. Although, as said above, he'd be open to trying them out on himself. He just might need to work up to it.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He's more of a playful teaser, he's not 100% serious about it. But if you really want him to commit, he will, and he'll spend an hour just keeping you on the edge.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

I feel like he's definitely more of a quiet guy, but he will make little throaty, "Mmh" sounds when he's really into it. Most of the time he doesn't even realize he's doing it.

Can and will definitely talk dirty though. Isn’t always good at it though :/

I’m skipping W cuz it’s just a wild card :P

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

It's a good length, mid sized. He's a tall guy so it's not exactly a third leg, but remember... It's not the plane, it's the pilot 😜

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

He doesn't consider himself to be a horndog, he's a pretty chill guy, but he can definitely be a horndog at times. As in, just constantly touching you and pressing against you and you definitely know what he wants, even if he's not consciously aware of it yet.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

If he's particularly exhausted, he'll fall asleep mid-sentence. You go to the bathroom to freshen up, having a full conversation with him, and by the time you come back he's already in the middle of a REM cycle

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