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elixrr · 5 months

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ᴄᴜᴅᴅʟᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛꜱ! ☆ ʜᴏʏᴏᴠᴇʀꜱᴇ ᴍᴇɴ¡

ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ᴏꜰ ʏᴏᴜ, ɪ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ɪɴ ʟᴏᴠᴇ.

ꜰᴛ: Xiao, Wriothesley, Lyney, Dan Heng, Argenti, Blade.

ꜱʏɴᴘᴏꜱɪꜱ: Headcanons about their cuddles with you!

ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀꜱ ɴᴏᴛᴇ: I considered adding Alhaitham into the mix, but I figured that I didn't know his character well enough for his part to be accurate and good. Apologies to all of the Alhaitham fans! Also, new format for my fanfiction posts, inspired by many creators! (Namely iheartganyu)

ᴘꜱ: pretty little spoiler warning if you haven't caught up with anything in either game 😭😭

✰ xiao ✰

— An adeptus of Liyue, the Vigilant Yaksha. It's easy to guess that cuddles with him are rare. Mostly due to his job, but he's too... awkward. Xiao has been touch-starved for the great majority of his life, so it's easy to assume that he's inexperienced, much to his dismay.

Don't get me wrong. He'd love to cuddle more often, but— while inexperience is one part of it, Xiao is ultimately insecure. He strongly believes that he's tainted. He believes that he's a disgusting, vile creature that lives only to slaughter, but he thinks of you as an angel. Xiao thinks that too many cuddles would taint you, alongside the fact that he worries about his Karmic Debt situation.

Nevertheless, when you do convince him to cuddle with you, he'll be awkward at first; hesitant to put his arm here, overthinking how he put his hand there, etc., etc. He doesn't emit much body warmth, but he finds you to be really cozy and warm to the touch, thus finding comfort in the closeness once he moves past the insecurities and hesitation. By the way, unless you like to initiate and contribute to conversations, most of the cuddles will be in comfortable silence, excluding the occasional comment about the scenery or compliments about each other.

Xiao would cuddle on the condition that it's in a secluded area and nobody else is present except for you and him. He'd prefer to book a bedroom at Wangshu Inn, but if not, then he'd prefer to cuddle on the rooftop of the inn, late at night when the stars shine from the heaven-blessed galaxies, the subtle natural light kissing your features to give him a little bit of an extra view. He doesn't think too much about how he looks to you, but he could only hope that he's at least bearable to look at. (Which he very much is.)

☆ wriothesley ☆

— He's so touchy and extra cuddly that sometimes that extra cuddly can be too extra, resulting in a near impossible mission to get out of bed in time for you to even get ready. Wriothesley loves holding you close to him. You're his love, and so he wants to treat you like it, but sometimes cuddles can transform into something a little bit more than just a cozy night, wrapping one's arms around the other.

Speaking of, good luck to you if you prefer being the big spoon, because you can't be the big spoon anymore. Wriothesley will always be the one to hold you, always the one to just wrap his arms around you and cherish you like never before. As previously mentioned, you're his lover, and he wants to treat you like it! Wriothesley wants to make you feel special, like you're the most important person in his life, so he'll do his best to give you that.

Also, I feel as though he'd whisper to you a lot. Even if there's no need to be quiet, he finds it intimate to just lean in and whisper compliments in your ear while holding you close. It doesn't matter what situation you're in; it doesn't matter where you guys are, even if you're talking about your day or the constellations in the skies above, he'll interrupt you, lean in close and just say something about your eyes, maybe your clothes, but preferably your lips.

Wriothesley would also love kissing you at random whenever you cuddle. Not to say he doesn't already do that outside of cuddles, but it's just, to him, you look amazing. You look cute, and why wouldn't he kiss you when you're his gracious lover? He hopes that he doesn't go overboard and accidentally make you uncomfortable, but at the same time, he knows you enjoy it— that smile on your face every time he pecks a kiss on your nose or cheek tells him everything he needs to know.

Before I forget, he doesn't prefer cuddles during any time of the day, but given his job, it's mainly during his afternoon tea breaks, and 100% at night in bed with you. To be honest, if he could, he'd take a full day off just to hold you tight and spend the day with you, wrapped like burritos in a blanket and sipping the day away with refreshments and love.

Some day, he might as well do just that.

☆ lyney ☆

— If it weren't for his job as a magician and as part of the fatui, he wouldn't let go of you. When Lyney can, he clings to you like a lost child who had finally found their parent in a big city. He holds your waist with one hand and performs little magic tricks with the other to impress you. Lyney's a very clingy, touchy lover.

When cuddling, he loves getting super close to the point where there's almost no space between the two of you. But on the occasion, he'll snuggle so close that it's basically just a tight hug—the only difference is that you're both lying down. The only times he isn't super, mega close to you, is when he's making rainbow roses appear randomly around your body. Most of the time, it's all fun and innocent, but other times, Lyney enjoys the look on your face when he does something quite bold.

Also, Lyney's very talkative while cuddling. Even in moments of relaxation, he'll take the time to just stare at you, even if he can't get the full view because of the ungodly lack of space, Lyney will look at you and start complimenting you. He loves you so much, and that's another huge way to show it. He's a romantic kind of guy. If there's a way to show his affection, he will take and use that way to show his affection. He loves your smile; he loves it when you blush, and it slowly grows more evident by the second because he starts to blush, too. Also, Lyney would immediately just hold you more at the sight of your reaction.

Nevertheless, his need to be close can change. Whenever he's out on a mission given by Arlecchino— more specifically, an assassination mission— you won't see him for a good three days. Even when the mission's complete, he'd want to seek out your love, comfort, and affection, but he stops himself. Lyney believes that his hands are still painted with the blood of the murdered, no matter how many times he washes or scrubs them, he'll still see the visible darkening red blood stains. There's no way he's even going near you with those kinds of sins straight on his body. It's sad, and you might have to seek him out yourself if he doesn't show up for the next few days. When you do find him, the moment he sees you is when that wall of guilt shatters, and he nearly breaks down seeing you again. Seeing you every day made him used to you, and just a few days of deprivation made him feel miserable. The simple, mere sight of you had him almost sobbing, running back to you and holding you tight, finally reunited with the one he loves most.

Were he not guilty of association with the fatui, he wouldn't have ever needed or wanted to let go.

☆ dan heng☆

— Blushing little mess. He's never a fan of PDA, so even when he does want to hold you outside of his or your room, he doesn't. Hence why the moment you both enter the private space of a hotel room or a bedroom, Dan Heng takes your hand and leads you to the bed for cuddles. He loves them, really, but he's a flustered mess of a lover because of how embarrassed he felt about being so clingy.

He's a big spoon, too, so he holds you close to him while cuddling. He likes the closeness, but he hates how visibly red his face gets, so he buries his face into your shoulder to hide. Sometimes, he just lays there listening to you or simply calming down in silence, but he does like hearing your voice before bed. It helps him sleep, and it somehow prevents nightmares of Blade. Quick note, your comfort and warmth make him feel safe through the night, and you accompany him when he'd usually be alone, either on his phone or reading a book.

PS: Dan Heng prefers to sleep in your room and/or in a hotel room because your bed and the hotel's provided beds are much more comfortable than a sleeping bag. He loves wrapping a blanket around the two of you and holding you like that. He says it's so you both get an even amount of warmth, and neither of you takes more of the blanket than the other, but he really does it because he feels a bit closer to you.

In his Imbibitor Lunae form, sleeping with him gets a bit harder, simply because he finds it harder to control himself. But when he can control himself, he'll let you run your fingers through his long hair, maybe even letting you touch his horns. Still, he doesn't allow the latter too often for reasons left unsaid. Anyway, he dislikes using this form because of how it reminds him of his former's past. He feels as though he's trapped in the memories and sin that are not his own. Yet, you make him feel comfortable in his own skin. He feels free with you; he feels alive, and he loves you for your ability to make him feel that way. Dan Heng will do everything in his ability to make you feel the same way.

And he likely already has.

☆ argenti ☆

— The most proper and romantic. Compliments littered across your entire figure, his hand in yours kissing your knuckles constantly with the addition of the most rosey and romantic sweet nothings. Argenti is old-fashioned and the most romantic, as he believes that this is the only way to live for his adored Aeon. The most comment compliment you'd hear between kisses is, “you're the most exquisite person in my world,” and Argenti would always wink with his compliments. Sometimes, it's wonderful to be the subject of his rose-colored words, but other times, it gets old; you become slightly lovesick.

The solution to that is conversation while holding each other in bed, or perhaps it's simply ushering Argenti to cuddle with you beneath the stars at night. It's beautiful to see the galaxy in its brightest moments, hovering from the dark skies. Argenti would silently pray to his Aeon, thanking her profusely for letting him see this wonderful view in person.

Still. You are his lover, and sometimes the weight of fear and trauma gets to him. Argenti often looks to you to confide in, and usually, nights like these are rarely cuddle nights, but sometimes, when it gets bad, you'll hold him in the night while he talks about his past— the wars, the music, the old friends, the worries— and how terrifying it can be if he would succumb to the same fate as his once so honorable friend. In exchange for your comfort, he holds you close and vows to protect you in your dreams and from the moment you wake to the moment you sleep again.

Argenti prefers to cuddle in bed, during a picnic, or beneath the stars. He seldom makes exceptions for heavy PDA, but when it comes to cuddling in public, even if there are people around during the day or at night, if it's stargazing or a picnic, he doesn't care as much. He'll smile, his eyes set only on you, not the eyes that may linger on your cuddles.

He doesn't care enough to look at anyone else, not when the embodiment of beauty lays right by him.

☆ blade ☆

— He's cautious. Blade's name takes after his weapon, and though he himself is not a sword, he still worries that he'll hurt you through cuddles. Blade is marastruck, and if it starts to get to him, he's terrified that it'll strike you, too. He admires death and the concept of it, but for you to die and for him to live with that? Impossible.

Anyway, convincing him is still 100% doable. When you do cuddle with him, he holds you with hesitation and care. He doesn't show it, as he masks his emotions with lips pursed to a line, but he feels relief. He feels happy, even, but he can't really tell. The Mara has calmed, and he can catch a break from the trauma. Something worth noting: Blade's trauma might cause him to cling to you, holding you close for comfort and reassurance— but that's only when he finds himself to be desperate for your love and affection. It's the one thing that keeps him together; your smile alone can mend all of his wounds, physical or not.

That can happen at any time of the day, but he'll typically seek you out at night. Blade will— without a spoken word— hug you from behind with a sigh of relief, and he'll take you to the nearest spot with the most privacy, and he'll hold you tight once more without a sign of letting you go. He loves you, and without even saying that he does, you already have all the evidence you need to conclude that he does. Holding you feels like heaven, in Blade's eyes. Once he gets past his fears of hurting you, he'll wrap his arms around your waist, but if he cuddles with you from behind, he'll wrap his arms beneath your chest, all with a sigh of relief and the tiniest hint of a smile.

The two of you cuddling is cute, so cute that Silver Wolf just had to stream it and broadcast one of your cuddle sessions to all of the other Stellaron Hunters.

Of course, you and Blade will never cuddle near any of the Stellaron Hunters ever again after that.

#character x reader #genshin x reader #hsr x reader #honkai star rail x reader #xiao x reader #wriothesley x reader #lyney x reader #dan heng x reader #imbibitor lunae x reader #argenti x reader #blade x reader #genshin fic #hsr fic #honkai star rail fic #character x y/n #character x you #hcs #headcanons

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hedgehog-moss · 11 months

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Poldine's Hike, Vol. II

(^ people who said this on my last post, I sure hope you meant it !)

I went on a few more walks with her (though not all the way to the stream) since the one I talked about yesterday, so here's some bonus Pampoldine-on-a-walk content :)

She's a little bit devious sometimes (trying to make her mum proud) (without actually breaking any laws. It's tough) and in the first 10min of each walk she pretends to be stumped by every branch or shrub that even slightly blocks the path, in the hopes I'll go "oh no, an insurmountable obstacle, guess we'd better go home then :( " No one buys that you can't deal with a branch in your way, Poldine. There are trees in your pasture. You know what a branch is.

(I love that she rewards herself with some leaves after the strenuous feat of ducking under a branch. I'm not sure if the cheek kiss I got was apologetic or just an unthinking reflex as she walks past someone with a face. I should change this post's title to Poldine's Kisses: Vol. I)

2. Pirlouit has a new job! A fixed-term contract. The farmer who owns the barn near my pasture always cuts the grass around it in the spring and this year I offered Pirlouit's services to spare him the trouble, and he said it was a good idea. So I moved Pirou to a small enclosure around the barn, and he's taking his mission to clear all the grass seriously.

(well, here I caught him on a union break)

He can see the llamas (and my house) from where he is so he's not in exile, but he's still by himself at the moment so we went to pay him a visit. Poldine immediately did what she does best.

3. I also spent some time walking on the road with her so she'd get used to cars (that was the initial plan but since cars are rare it turned into me sitting on the side of the road reading a book to Poldine as we waited for a car to show up). One car stopped and the driver & passenger rolled down their windows to ask if they could take pictures of Poldine, which they did, and then I asked them if they would like a bise greeting from a llama and they looked pretty delighted and leant out of the window so Poldine could kiss their cheek. (I'm trying to teach her to give more than 1 bise because we're not in Brittany but she prefers quality over quantity.)

She was still a tad bit nervous about being so close to a car with the engine running, but she came closer of her own volition when she realised she had the opportunity to distribute kisses.

I might just introduce a tollbooth on this road. Little kiosk with Pampoldine inside (wearing some kind of official hat), you take a ticket and a long llama neck slithers out and a fuzzy kiss is deposited on your cheek, then the automated gate goes up.

#crawling along

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starry-bi-sky · 4 months

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miscellaneous danyal al ghul things

specifically about the danyal al ghul from my post/prompt here and i wanna get my misc. headcanons/thoughts on him (especially in his early stay with the fentons) out here before i make any other danyal al ghul aus

list under the cut because whoops this got longer than i expected. which really i should have expected

the Fentons are unaffiliated with the League, which was perfect for Danny faking his death.

he struggles with empathy. Empathy was not taught nor encouraged while he was with the League, so it's a skill that's been pretty stunted. At 15 he's better at empathizing with people, but he still struggles with it. He's pretty bad at reassuring/comforting people and usually acts as an emotional rubber duck for Sam and Tucker to vent to if need be. He sometimes offers blunt and sometimes mean opinions, especially if its about another person.

Sam and Tucker do not know he's an ex-assassin, they are however, pretty positive that he used to be part of an eco-fascist cult with a focus on martial arts?? They've been helping him tone down some of his more,,, extreme views on humanity ever since they caught wind of his more extreme ideologies.

He and Sam are still avid environmentalists and feed into each other quite a bit. They spend plenty of time at protests and pestering the school into more eco-friendly options.

Dash is not dead on the sole fact that Danny knew he had to lay low in Amity Park and killing someone was not, in fact, 'laying low'.

he did, however, traumatize him when Dash first tried to bully him. Safe to say, Danny is not bullied at school and neither are Sam and Tucker.

Danny didn't make any friends in his first year at Amity Park. He was surly, grumpy, standoffish, more stubborn than Sam, and pretty self-important about himself. Jazz was trying to teach him against these things, but she is a 12 year old unaffiliated with the League. Danny did not respect her nor listen to a word she said. It wasn't until like, year two that he finally started paying to mind what she was saying and slowly started to improve on himself

Sam approached him first, he rebuffed her quite harshly, and then Danny approached her sometime afterward when he overheard her talking about environmental rights. Sam completely ignored him though when he agreed with her, and Danny had to later learn that he needed to apologize for being rude to her when they first met. He did so eventually, and they started to talk more with Tucker and Sam.

Danny's a bit more reserved than he is in canon, although he steadily learns how to act as a regular teenager when he's out in public. He's a bit more friendlier at least, although when he's around Sam and Tucker he drops the act. He still has a somewhat formal way of talking, it's just become more casual after a lot of ribbing from Sam and Tucker. When he's angry or annoyed he starts talking poshly though.

His humor is relatively the same as in canon, if somehow dryer and more insulting at some points

Those rare moments where he gets really pissed usually ends up with him insulting someone in arabic or any of the other languages he picked up from the league. He is the go-to for Tucker's Spanish homework. (Tucker makes that mistake and learns that Danny is a very strict teacher)

while Danny doesn't view the Fentons as his parents, even five years after living with them, he does respect them to some amount. He respects them enough at least that when Vlad Masters comes sniffing around, he is suitably offended on both Maddie and Jack's behalf. And when he finds out Vlad was the one who tried to kill Jack and tried to tell him to renounce him as his father/parental guardian, danny threw a suitably sharp object at him and insulted him quite horrendously

Vlad still wants him as his kid. In fact perhaps even moreso after this.

Danny trains with Maddie to keep up with his training. It's not quite the same but it prevents him from getting completely rusty

Sam and Tucker know that Danny has a little brother, but nothing else beyond that other than Danny cares about him quite a lot and that he got his facial scar from keeping him safe.

Danny cares about Sam, Tucker, and Jazz quite a bit, but he struggles to convey it. Especially early on when he realized he cared about them and like instinct started being harsher to them and more critical of their actions. This resulted in quite a few arguments with Sam and Tucker and Jazz until he got sat down and told outright that the way he was treating them wasn't okay. It's a process he's still trying to unlearn even at 15. He has become kinder towards them as a result, and has begun looking for what they did right rather than what they did wrong.

He harbors a lot of guilt over how he treated Damian in the League, and its a pretty big conflict he has with himself since he's torn between telling himself it was for the best to make sure Damian survived the League, and feeling like crap over how harsh/critical of Damian he was and realizing that he probably could have come up with a better way of training him despite being a child himself at the time. Danny comes to the realization that more than anything, that he just wants to apologize.

His ghost form, specifically is outfit, is a combination of his hazmat suit and his uniform from the league, and he carries a sword with him. He also doesn't know how to react to Dani, honestly. Although it is fair to say that he figures out she's a clone instantly because of her whole 'I'm your third cousin once removed' thing and he freaks out. She spills the beans pretty quickly after that. And Danny is pretty skittish around her - or the equivalent of skittish. Her being younger than him kinda reminds him of Damian, so he's uncomfortable by her presence but learns to warm up to her.

#dpxdc #dp x dc #dp x dc crossover #danny fenton is not the ghost king #dpxdc crossover #dpdc #dpxdc headcanons #dp x dc headcanons #danyal al ghul: exists #me: lets give him emotional constipation :) as a treat #older brother danny #sam+tucker: dude... were you part of a cult???? danny: excuse me? sam+tucker: were you. part of a cult #danny: it was not a *cult--* sam+tucker: oh my god you were part of a cult. that explains sO MUCH #danny is pr morally grey even at 15. he's starting to get the hang of this 'human life' thing though! he thinks.#but he is still the embodiment of that tiktok audio 'why dont we just kill these fucking people' even if he keeps it to himself sometimes #sam+tucker+jazz: dont litter danny: yes of course thats obvious s+t+j: okay then dont *kill* danny: now you've lost me #danny nearly stabbed dash when they first met. more accurately he nearly took off his finger like the train scene from the mummy movie 2 #with alex and that big guard guy who stabbed the table in between his fingers. “woah.” “Tt. i missed”#late night starry posts #not proof read and thus there will prolly be mistakes

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heroesriseandfall · 7 months

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Jason Todd & Chronic Pain

I scrounged for the panels I know from Rebirth about Jason still having lingering pain and injuries from when the Joker killed him. We know Jason had substantial injuries and brain damage when he was resurrected, and Talia healed that with the Lazarus pit. But here’s some I know of being mentioned even after Talia healed him with the Lazarus pit.

The first I know of is when evil future Batman Tim targeted Jason’s hip because of a Joker-related injury that he claimed would eventually become debilitating for Jason. This move does take Jason out of the fight so it definitely seems like evil Tim successfully aggravated the injury.

Detective Comics #968 (Jan 2018) — earlier in #966 Batman Tim also mentioned future Jason would eventually lose an eye and a leg while fighting assassins.

More recently, regular, not-evil Tim referenced it while evaluating how to fight a Clayface Jason mimic:

Tim Drake: Robin #3 (Jan 2023) — Tim says the pit brought Jason back, which has sometimes been a thing. Originally Jason was only healed by the pit after he’d already been resurrected by something else.

This next one was black label, so it may or may not be canon (the creative team claims “it’s up to reader interpretation” and disagree on whether they personally think it is canon). I’m not a fan of the comic but it did pretty clearly indicate Jason had chronic pain from the Joker:

Batman: Three Jokers #2 (Nov 2020)

(There might be more than these—my reading of post flashpoint comics is kinda random and incomplete compared to my reading of post-Crisis. In post-Crisis though I think they mainly put emphasis on Jason’s destabilized mental health and didn’t really bring up physical aspects IIRC. His brain damage seemed healed and yet he seemed more affected after the pit than other one-time-in-the-pit characters like Dinah Lance or Cass Cain were.)

They haven’t bothered explaining how the pit didn’t heal them so far as I know (the pits kinda work to authorial convenience anyway). My route is usually to blame any weird Jason stuff on the strange, multiversal circumstances of his resurrection, but versions of his origin where he’s only brought back by the pit might not jive with that (which includes some Rebirth IIRC).

In any case, I do hope more writers pick up on this more and I love to see when it’s expanded upon a bit in fandom. I would already consider Jason’s mental health to be a disabling issue for him but it’s neat sometimes to have writers recognize chronic pain-related issues among DC characters. (I’d love to also see more expansion of Bruce mentioning he experienced chronic pain…it pops up every so often but rarely if ever in depth.)

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ID 1: Two panels from Detective Comics #968 showing Jason Todd as Red Hood leaping to fight evil future Batman Tim Drake. Jason says, “Sorry, Timmy, I don’t believe in Santa Claus.” Batman Tim slams his staff directly into Jason’s right hip joint, sending him flying back, and says, “Jason. In a few years you were going to learn that one of your bones never set right after the Joker killed you. There’s a growing debilitating bone spur in your hip joint. There, I found it for you you’re welcome.” They’re both in the batcave.

ID 2: A cropped panel from Tim Drake: Robin #3 showing a red narration box for Tim Drake which says: “The Lazarus Pit may have brought Jason back from the dead, but he’s still sensitive where The Joker killed him.”

ID 3: A comic page from Batman: Three Jokers #2. A Joker leans in Jason Todd’s face, looking intense and serious. The Joker says, “Who is the Joker, really? We’re going to find out.” The word “out” is written in an extended sing-songy way. The Jokers put Jason’s Red Hood helmet over his head but they’ve decorated it with a wide Joker-style grin. The two Jokers laugh, then one says, “We’ve spent considerable time trying to best answer that question: who is the Joker? We found that judge. A serial killer. A surgeon. All rather predictable and uninspiring. And then there’s you. Tell me something. Why would you put on that helmet and call yourself Red Hood after what we did?” Jason, who is sitting naked tied to the wooden chair, says, “Come on. Is every one of you copycats gonna ask me the same thing? It’s a joke.” One of the Jokers holds up a crowbar as the other says, “A joke? We left you with brain damage and permanent nerve pain. Physical and emotional trauma so severe that the only relief you ever find is when you inflict pain on others.” The Joker holds the crowbar by Jason’s head. “You and me, boy…..We’re more alike than you’d care to admit.”

ID 4: A comic page from Batman: Three Jokers #2 showing Jason Todd with no shirt on and small bandages on various parts of his arms and face. He looks at a calendar on a wall and reads the crossed out days that have physical therapy sessions written on them. He sees a stack of various healing and exercise books. The top book is titled Chronic Pain Management by Dr. D. Kresan. He picks it up. Barbara Gordon as Batgirl enters a different, dark room through a window.

ID 5: A comic page from Batman: Three Jokers #2 showing Barbara Gordon as Batgirl entering her own bedroom. She says, “Jason?” She sees a book on her bed titled “Chronic Pain Management” by Dr. D. Kresan. Jason says, “Barbara?” and walks out of the attached bathroom with only a towel around his waist. Babs says, “I figured you’d left.” Jason says, “I hope it’s okay I used the shower and I…I didn’t mean to go through your things. The closet door was open and that book looked…useful.” Babs says, “It was. Are you okay?” Jason has small bandages and bruises on his face as he says, “I don’t think I’ve ever been okay.” Babs looks concerned. Jason continues saying, “What the Joker said…about how I’ve been on the path to being like them for years…they’re not wrong. I don’t want to be like them though. I really don’t. You believe that, right?” Babs says, “I’m willing to.” Then Jason says, “Can I ask you something?”

#jason todd #batfam #dc comics #red hood #batman #heroesriseandfall #disabled characters #disability representation #disabled jason todd #dc meta #lazarus pits #long post

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ikigaisvt · 5 months

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sleepy

in which your boyfriend comforts you after a restless night.

pairing: joshua x gn!reader words count: 1.6k content: comfort, fluff warnings: talk of insomnia, eating, talk of drinking, petnames (for reader: babe, baby, sweeheart / for joshua: josh, love), skinship (cuddles, kisses) note: hi!! the joshua brainrot has been hitting hard lately; im kinda in love,, thank you so much @goblinvern for proof reading this for me 🫶 you're the absolute best! minors are allowed to interact with this post but please don't follow or i'll hard block you. enjoy and don't forget to leave a like/comment/reblog! note 2.0: i wasn't planning on posting this fic before the new year, but since i had it sitting in the drafts and it's joshua's day, i thought it'd be a good timing to post it now~ i hope everyone will have a good 2024 and happy birthday to shua!! 🫶

You were pretty sure if people would have to describe you, they’d use that word: admirative. You were one to always be left in awe at people’s talents, whether it be singing, drawing, dancing or truly anything else. Even though you were creative yourself, you’d always be admirative of what people could create out of their minds only. But if you had to say the one skill that would leave you speechless, as it is not one you possess, it’s being able to function with little to no sleep.

Okay, let’s redo this. If you’re being truthful, people would more likely describe you as sleepy. You were someone who always loved sleeping; however, sleep did not like you. You were never like one of those people who could sleep anywhere and through anything, you were rather on the more sensitive side when it came to sleeping. Over the years, you had put together a very strict routine you had to follow every night to ensure a restful sleep. But oh, if you had the bad idea or the bad luck to skip or miss a step? You’d end up falling asleep at 1 am and waking up at 5 am. And that’s exactly what happened yesterday night. Now, you’re used to this so surely you would know how to handle your own state and have the most productive day despite your tiredness. However, because the world never gives enough hardships to one, you were sometimes faced with a special kind of tiredness. A tiredness that would make you stick to anyone’s side. A tiredness that would make you hug a person and never let go. And when that happened, well, no amount of self-knowledge could make you change for the day. But maybe you have something to thank the world for: it gave the loveliest and gentlest boyfriend ever. And he loves cuddles.

10 am – 5 hours since I’ve been awake. He should be awake pretty soon; you think to yourself. Here you were, perched on the kitchen stool, an empty bowl of cereal in front of you, waiting for your boyfriend to wake up so you could cuddle. When you first woke up, you had hoped you would fall back asleep immediately, even though that rarely happened for you, so you didn’t even think of cuddling. But when you realized you would not fall asleep, you decide to get up and go about your day, already looking forward to your afternoon’s nap. All you did was settle down on your couch and put on your favorite show – The Vampire Diaries and around 9am, when hungriness settled down in the pit of your stomach, you got up and made yourself a bowl of cereal. You don’t know what triggered your need to hug your boyfriend – maybe the chill air that settled in your apartment as winter is coming closer or maybe the fact that you haven’t seen him a lot lately, but all you have been thinking about since then was him. Him and his arms enveloping you. Him and his scent making your head spin. Him and his fingers playing with your hair. Him, him, him. Now, you could have woken him up but knowing he came back home around 2 am – as he was out drinking with Jeonghan – you didn’t find it in you to ruin his sleep.

“10:30 am – he really should be awake by now,” you say out loud before you hear the water running in your bathroom. You slowly lean and peek at your hallway only to see Joshua walk down towards you – more like, towards the kitchen, his hair sticking out in weird angles while he rubs the sleep away from his eyes.

“Sweetheart,” he calls out to you once he gets closer, “Since when have you been awake?” he asks, worries written all over his face. He knows how much you struggle with sleeping.

“I woke up around 5,” you mumble as he starts making himself a cup of coffee. At your words he turns around to look at you, gives up on his coffee and comes around the kitchen bar.

“Oh babe,” he says, his hands reaching for your face, cupping your cheeks gently, “Is it because of me? Did I wake you up?” he questions, his eyes searching yours for an answer.

“No, you’re fine. You know how it gets for me sometimes,” you reassure him, your hands holding on his wrists.

“Okay, okay,” he says, “What can I do? Do you want to stay in bed while I clean around? Today is cleaning day, right?” he asks, trying to come up with a way to make today easier for you.

“Well, cleaning day is reported to tomorrow,” you chuckle, lighting up the situation, “but there’s something I’d really like,” you mumble, trying to work up the courage to ask him for cuddles.

“Yes, tell me. Anything for you,” he nods, his hands now resting on your neck, his fingers playing with the little hair at the back of your head.

“You promise you won’t make fun of me?” you ask him, holding out your hand in a pinky promise.

“Of course. I promise I won’t make fun of you,” he states, as he meets your hand in the same promise, a glint of mischievousness appearing in his eyes, “You want cuddles, don’t you?” he asks in a smile.

“How did you know?” you gasp, not knowing what could have given you up. But truly, Joshua knew as soon as he looked at you. He couldn’t pin point what gave you away either but he’s sure it’s there somewhere, in your shiny eyes, in your slight pout or maybe it’s the way your body is leaning into his, faster, closer, than usual.

“You always ask me to not make fun of you before asking for cuddles,” he chuckles, trying to come up with an answer without giving away how much he loves you, “and I always tell you I will not. Never.” He says, planting a kiss on your forehead, “Especially not when you’re being so open with what you need. You know I’ll always try to provide whatever you need for you.” Okay, he thinks to himself, maybe I did give myself away with that one.

“Thank you, Josh,” you murmur, your hands finding his shirt, as you pull him towards you so he can stand between your legs, “Just like this. For a few seconds.” You tell him, your voice even quieter as you bury yourself in his chest. You feel his arms reach behind you, rubbing your head and your back in slow motion, bringing you the comfort you were wishing for. Your body slowly relaxes, your hands untighten against his shirt and your breath becomes slower, little sighs leaving you as you realize that this is feeling rested. This is what love feels like. This is what home feels like.

“Feels good?” he whispers, his hand now drawing circles on your back, your response coming in the form of a nod, “You want to move to the couch?” he asks as you mumble yes against his shirt, slowly leaving his embrace. You look up at him, your eyes meeting as he reaches for your face, slowly coming closer to your lips. Just as you close your eyes and your lips are about to meet, he whispers something about the couch and suddenly you’re hoisted up in the air, his arms around you.

“There we go, baby,” he says as he kisses your forehead, blush creeping on your cheeks at how much he’s covering you with love, “Hold on tight,” he whispers, your arms finding rest on his shoulders as he holds you closer to his chest.

He slowly makes his way to the couch, the slight movement of his steps almost lulling you to sleep, to that state you always struggle to find on your own. And yet with him, it’s so easy. So easy you find yourself sleepier than before, as Joshua sets you down on the couch, his arms open to allow you the rest you deeply deserve. Your cheek is pressed against his chest, his heart like a lullaby to you while he strokes your hair out of your face.

“You’re good now?” he whispers as he plants another kiss on your head.

“Hm, yeah. Thank you, love,” you whisper, already feeling sleepier than a few minutes ago as he strokes your back.

“Please, don’t thank me,” he starts, “always come find me when you can’t sleep, okay? Call me and I’ll come running. Tell me and I’ll drop everything. Wake me up whenever and I will give every ounce of sleep to you.” he says, your eyes looking up at him, “You need to promise me, okay?” he asks, his hand already out in a pinky promise.

“I swear,” you answer, your hand locking his into a promise. You take a hold of his hand quick enough, playing with his fingers before you start leaving kisses on his open palm, his knuckles, the tip of his fingers, “I love you.” you whisper as you let his hand down, your fingers still intertwined.

“I know,” he says quietly, his eyes filled with something you can’t describe. Perhaps it is love. “I love you too. So much.” He tells you, sealing his love with a kiss on your hand as your eyes feel heavier than before, sleep and warmth slowly invading your body.

It’s when you feel your body getting heavier, Joshua’s heart beats fading in the background as his hand never stop rubbing your back that you realize you should have added cuddles with Joshua as a crucial part of your night routine. No matter how many tips you will try to sleep better – earplugs, sleeping masks, white noise music, nothing will ever compare to Joshua and the comfort, rest and love he brings you. And maybe after a few years, you’ll be able to only have one step in your night routine.

thank you so much for reading! i hope you enjoyed it 🫶

#seventeen scenarios #seventeen imagines #seventeen x reader #seventeen reactions #seventeen fluff #seventeen comfort #svt #joshua #joshua fluff #joshua x reader #joshua imagines #joshua scenarios #joshua comfort #joshua hong #sammy's works

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cienie-isengardu · 1 year

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While doing research and writing down the last pieces of Funeral Rites of the Clone Troopers, it became even more clear how The Clone Wars animated TV series did a great disservice to Jedi, especially in the context of medical care for clones.

TCW has clone medics, both as part of combat units (e.g. Kix from 501st Legion) and working apparently in the medcentre as sometimes was presented on the screen.

The role of doctors treating wounded troopers was given to Kaminoans (Nala Se) and droids and sure, those two groups were part of the whole GAR’s medical system in the Legends too. However Jedi Healers (doctors), as far as I remember, were seen treating mainly other Jedi like Yoda

and even then TCW barely paid attention to force healing as an important skill.

The research about medical care for clones gives a pretty drastic idea of what was happening during and after battle which is understandable why the show destined for younger viewers didn’t go into full details about triage of wounded but considering how many dark themes were put in the same show, I dare to say not showing medical care provided by Jedi or common Republic doctors and nurses (who btw are a rare example of republic citizens conscripted into army during the war) actually is unfair. The show reduced one very important aspect of Jedi - they weren’t just generals and commanders either sending or leading troops into battle, they also provided medical help, whether they were specifically trained at healing or not.

In Legends, we could see Jedi Healers assisting the army on various occassions, working in triage area like in Republic comics series:

The triage unit, where Jedi healers labor to save the lives of the wounded, was set up safely behind the line of battle. But as the fortunes of war shift, so do the battlelines.

and worrying first about wounded even in the face of serious danger

Master Saa! We’re cut off! There’s no way to get the wounded out!

and searching for survivors

Master Saa is hurt! She pulled the trees on top of us for protection...

and working in hospitals

Follow me Skywalker. We have much healing to do. The Jedi sickbay, where we treat the most severe injuries. And our own, of course. Master Offee has saved countless lives. She seldom leaves her post to rest. But we all work long hours.

Not to mention the whole Medstar duology dedicated to padawan Bariss Offee, doctors and nurses serving in Republic mobile hospitals close to frontine - and yes, forever I’m gonna be bitter about how TCW/New Canon treated the most iconic Jedi Healer.

(The cover art for Medstar: Jedi Healer by Dave Seeley)

When padawan Skywalker arrived at New Holstice with his troops, he was immedialy called to assist in the nearest sickbay

“Are you injured, master Jedi?”

“Not really, no.”

“Good. You can make yourself useful by heading to the nearest sickbay. We need all the Jedi healers we can get...”

and for context, this is Anakin two days after after Jabiim, one of the worst war campaigns Republic experienced so far, the solely survivor of Jedi Pack traumatized both by the loss of his comrades and what happened on the planet and forced to make a devastating choice is literally told to get at work ASAP because every Jedi in between assignment was working here hard to heal the most wounded..

Though no healer himself, Anakin even force-healed injured trooper on battlefield to stop him going into shock:

Supporting the commando trooper with his left arm, Anakin warded off blaster bolts on the run. The rest of Squad Seven supplied cover, blowing STAPs out the sky with uninterrupted fire. Cody motioned everyone into a shallow irrigation trench just short of the mound. By the time Obi-Wan arrived, the troopers were deployed in a circle, and continuing to pour fire into the sky. Anakin slid into the trench a moment later, lowering the commando gently to the muddy slope. Squad Seven’s medical specialist crawled over, removing the commando’s ravaged utility belt and deeply dented helmet. [...]

The harvester’s pincers had crushed the armor into the commando’s abdomen. His skin was intact, but the bruising was severe. With only half the original army of 1.2 million in fighting shape, the life of every clone was vital. Blood and replacement organs - - what the regular troopers referred to as “spare parts” - - were readily available - - “easily requisitioned” - - but with the war reaching a crescendo, battlefield casualties were on the rise and treated as high priority.

“Not much I can do for him here,” the medspec told Anakin. “Maybe if we can get an FX-Seven air-dropped - - ”

“We don’t need a droid,” Anakin interrupted. Kneeling, he placed his hands on the injured commando’s abdomen and used a Jedi healing technique to keep the clone from going into deep shock. [Labyrinth Of Evil]

(and included request for evacuation of the wounded trooper when Cody called for artillery support)

In Republic comics series alone we could see Jedi showing concern for the wounded troopers at various moments, putting their well-being as priority:

or helping (healing) wounded enemies:

And I won't lie, it is frustrating how Legends, especially Republic comics series that had around 40 issues put so much pressure on Jedi Force healing and how Jedi care for wounded troopers while The Clone Wars (New Canon) that lasted for decade or so kinda ignored the issue? Which is unfair to Jedi and clones alike. The first are presented as less caring, at times indifferent? the latter deserved to have all the available medical help, not just Kaminoans and droids.

#star wars #jedi #jedi healers #clone troopers #legends vs new canon #anakin skywalker #luminara unduli #bariss offee #aayla secura #mace windu #i wil be bitter forever for how tcw treated bariss offee #i demand new canon to bring back the jedi force healing their troopers and wounded in general

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baldursgat3 · 7 months

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Well I was bored so I did what everyone does and wrote a 3.5k word fanfiction and made a brand new blog to post it on. So.

Anyway that thing that Gortash did to his parents was pretty fucked up right? Oh hey Ascended Astarion what are you doing here?

gn Tav, cw for some allusions to some non-con-ish stuff, haven't even done an ascended run yet but it's fine also spawn Tav

He so rarely called on his ability to compel you, but you felt the sensation begin to creep at the back of your mind. It felt like a spider climbing up your brain stem to weave it's web inside your skull. "Astarion, please don't-" "You are going to watch and listen. Do you understand? You are going to learn what is expected of you. And until you have, you will be obedient and silent. Am I clear, my darling?" "Yes, my love."

It was only supposed to be temporary - a punishment for having escaped yet again. It didn't matter that you had every intention of returning as soon as the sun began to poke over the horizon, you had still found yourself cornered in the streets by your darling. The look of anger in his eyes only dampened by his annoyance.

"It's like you don't even try to listen to me, dearest." He had hissed, crowding you back against a wall. "Tell me how I'm supposed to keep you safe when you insist on sneaking around and frolicking off to the worst parts of the city in the dead of night."

"I'm sorry." You dropped your gaze to the ground. "I just- get so bored sometimes…" Maybe if you blame yourself, your own poor impulse control, maybe that would satisfy him.

Instead he just laughed. A short, almost incredulous chuckle. "Oh, you're bored. I see, well of course that's all right then. By all means, throw yourself to the wolves then, my love. Since you're bored."

He grabbed your hands in his, muttering a quick spell, and you were home. You watched as he opened his eyes again and his shoulders relaxed. You were here and safe beside him again and he could breathe once more.

But still, "This was the fourth time in less than a month. What do I have to do to make you understand?" Astarion's grip on your hands tightened.

"You could just let me go…" You mumbled bitterly before you could think any better of it. The instant the words escaped your mouth you had regretted them.

His eyes darkened and he pulled you in closer. He brought one hand up to wrap around the back of your neck, holding you firmly in place. "We are not having this discussion again. You know you belong here."

"But if you would just let me out once in a while I wouldn't-"

"It only takes once, don't you get that?" He hissed, his fangs bared. "One person, just like me. Hiding in the shadows, waiting to strike. Do you understand how high profile you are? Do you not see other nobility out with their guards? They don't prowl the dingiest taverns they can find for good reason, my love."

"I can handle myself!" You snapped back. He was already angry, you were already screwed, how much worse could you possibly make it?

You watched countless emotions fly across his face before irritation settled. Truthfully, not the worst possibility. "I know that you're strong and capable. But it's been years since either of us have lived that kind of life. Those skills don't just stay sharp, you know that. You can hold your own against one, maybe two people. But what happens when you're surrounded? And you're alone, I don't know where you are, I can't help you. Do you not understand that I'm trying to protect you?" He spoke, almost as though he was trying to rationalize with a child.

In his defense you did huff like one. "So I'm meant to stay locked up here forever because you're afraid?" That was the wrong word to choose. The annoyed look fell into anger as he pulled you in even tighter.

"Yes." It was short and filled with a venom that shot a wave of fear down your spine. He so rarely called on his ability to compel you, but you felt the sensation begin to creep at the back of your mind. It felt like a spider climbing up your brain stem to weave it's web inside your skull.

"Astarion, please don't-"

"You are going to watch and listen. Do you understand? You are going to learn what is expected of you. And until you have, you will be obedient and silent. Am I clear, my darling?"

"Yes, my love." Were the words that came out of your mouth. They certainly weren't the ones you were intending, though. What do you mean? What are you talking about? What are you doing? All questions that were desperately trying to escape, but none came.

His face softened as he pulled his hand away from your neck to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear with a gentle smile. "There we are. I love you, you know? So much. I just… I don't know what I'd do without you."

~*~*~

For something you found so horrifying, Astarion was remarkably calm about what he'd done to you. "As irritating and, honestly, pathetic as he was, Gortash did manage to strike me with a touch of inspiration." He had explained as you helplessly smiled back at him.

"The magic he used against his parents was… clever, I'll say. It was terribly cruel of him to leave them like that, trapped in their own minds forever. You have to understand, that's not what I'm doing." He looked so sad, suddenly. He grabbed your hand in both of his and held tight and you felt your face drop to match his emotions.

"I love you. Please, trust me. You don't know this life like I do. You're so- so kind. So trusting and wonderful and lovely. And it's going to get you killed. This is only temporary. I can keep you safe like this while you learn what you need to. This life is politics and swindling and scheming. It's not heroics and good deeds. One day- one day I swear we'll go back but for now this is what must be done. Please just… just trust that I know what I'm doing. And that I love you."

You felt the cobwebs clear for a moment, brushed aside to give you a chance to speak again. He was giving you a choice, though you weren't entirely sure what either outcome was meant to be. You did trust him though, you loved him. And maybe he was right. You had no idea really what the life of this caliber was like. He had been of nobility his entire life. "I trust you."

You felt the cobwebs fill your head again as he smiled, so gently, so sweetly. So why did it make your stomach turn?

~*~*~

He never gave you any sort of timeline. You had expected it to take a few months though. He was training you, shaping you into the perfect little accessory to attach to his hip. It wasn't always horrible, especially at first when he would clear the cobwebs away at night to discuss how you were feeling and what you were learning.

It did feel a bit demeaning. He was your partner not your mother, after all. But you could tell how relaxed he was now that he wasn't worrying about you so much. And it was always easier to learn by doing, even if it wasn't technically you doing anything.

Still, you saw the way you responded to other nobles when they asked you things you had no clue about. Truthfully, you found yourself hoping Astarion might just do this for every big event you went to. The idea of trying to remember all of these names and titles and schemes was daunting. It'd be easier to keep him happy if he was practically speaking through you and it took a huge pressure off your shoulders.

It was when the people left that you began to have a problem. Even when it was just the two of you alone. He allowed the compulsion to drop less and less frequently. Some days you wondered if he'd forgotten it was there at all. You hated when he would spend his time talking with this fake perfect version of you.

Jealousy. It must be. And you felt so stupid for it too. It was still you, your voice and body. And, honestly, half the time the responses this fake you gave were the exact same ones you would've given anyway. So what did it matter so much?

It was frustrating not being able to control your own body. You missed being able to reach out and grab his hand whenever you wanted. There were a lot of things you missed. Most things, actually.

You missed kissing him. It's not that he didn't kiss you like this, or that you couldn't feel it. When he kissed you it just felt awful. Your stomach would churn and all you wanted to do was pull away. You honestly didn't even feel that terrible the time he had forgotten you were in there while you had sex. (Something he had apologized for profusely, long after you'd forgiven him.)

But the kisses were so tender and sweet and they were for someone who wasn't you. It was this fake you that he made for himself and you just couldn't stand it. Next time he dusted you off, you had made up your mind to ask him to stop.

If only you'd made that decision a touch sooner. It had already been over a week since you were last freed from your compulsion. As the days ticked by, you grew less and less confident that you would get the chance to ask.

It has been months already. You weren't entirely sure, but it must've been closing in on a year since he'd first started this project. It didn't feel like it but it was winter again so it must've been.

You kept hoping, every night when you went to bed you silently begged Astarion to hear you again, to let you out of your mind. He never seemed to hear you. Instead he would pepper you in kisses and speak to you like nothing was different.

Weeks turned to months. Every day that went by without being in control of your own body was beginning to take a toll on your mind.

Astarion's touch became less and less welcome until you wanted to shriek and tear at your own skin every time you felt him near you. You screamed and begged and agonized, hoping that if you could just yell loud enough maybe he would hear you.

He had forgotten about you. You became more and more certain with every evening spent on your back for him now. The first time he'd used you like that he was devastated. The idea that he'd had a change of heart was somehow even more crushing than being forgotten. You couldn't entertain that idea.

It made more sense that he'd forgotten you anyway. It had been so long, he'd gotten so used to you like this. He couldn't hear you screaming and thrashing inside your head. And when you were alone, he truly hadn't changed that much about you. Perhaps some of the comments you made were a touch closer to something he would say, but that really only served to push the real you further from his mind.

You had to accept it. You were trapped in your own mind, helpless against the man you adored. You were angry and frightened and so, so desperate to be free. It ached in your chest every time words that weren't yours escaped your lips. You raged every time you felt his touch on your skin. His kiss left you longing to tear out your hair and shriek until your throat burned.

You were truly, utterly helpless.

~*~*~

It was summer now. You were pretty sure, anyway. It was a bit hard to tell exactly when spring ended and summer began when you never saw the sun.

Astarion was hosting a rather large event that evening. You weren't entirely sure what it was for or why. You had stopped bothering to pay attention to these things once you realized it was no longer about learning how to engage with high brow politics. The you that had control would handle it anyway.

You were dressed in a lovely ball gown, a favorite of Astarion's. He liked the wide hoop skirt, it kept people from getting too close to you.

It was like any other stupid high end party. Food that was so decadent and rich you could barely eat any of it. Most of it would be thrown away. What a waste. One of the few thoughts you had as you essentially dissociated through the party.

Your body picked up a small hors d'oeuvre, delicately biting the bite sized snack in two. It was far too unbecoming to pop the entire thing into your mouth, despite it being shaped for exactly that.

"Any good?" A voice from behind you startled you and your false self out of your tiny food related thoughts.

The fake you recognized him first, as your mind still tried to bring the world back into focus. You felt yourself lunge forward, hoop skirt be damned, as you threw your arms around the person in front of you now. Somewhere in the back of your mind you found it extremely strange that fake you would be allowed to do such a thing.

When you finally pulled back, you were present enough to see who you were hugging and it, truthfully, made even less sense. "Gale!" You heard yourself as you bounced excitedly on the balls of your feet. "Why are you here?"

"Oh, it's a big event isn't it?" He grinned, patting you on the shoulder. "Should the famed Wizard of Waterdeep not receive such an illustrious invitation?" He laughed, taking a small step towards the food table. "No, Wyll was invited. He brought Karlach as a plus one. She told me and I pestered Astarion to invite the rest of us. He didn't tell you?"

That sounded about right. You couldn't help laughing. Gods you'd missed them all. "He didn't, but everyone else is here too?"

"Well, no. I got them an invite, that's the best I could do. Shadowheart and Halsin are around here somewhere. Who knows about anyone else." He said, filling up a plate with tiny snacks. A small part of you was happy at least someone was eating like a normal person.

"Come on then, and fill a plate for Karlach would you? I said I'd bring them all back something." Gale smiled back at you as he began filling another plate, presumably for Wyll.

"Have you seen Astarion yet?" Oh, that was a good question actually. At least fake you was thinking about your love.

Gale nodded, picking up the second plate. "He met us when we first got here. Honestly, I expected you to be with him. Barely had a moment to talk, though, before he got pulled away."

"Precisely why I'm not with him." You laughed, picking up the plate you'd made for Karlach. "An event like this is going to have him pulled twenty directions. I'm supposed to stay over here to watch over things but-" But? Fake you didn't argue with buts. How strange. The power of friendship perhaps? Or Astarion's attention being so split with such a large event was allowing even the perfect version of you he hand crafted to slip through the cracks. Either way, you weren't arguing. "Well, it'll be fine to slip away for a moment." Strange.

You followed Gale back to where Wyll and Karlach were standing just a bit too close as they chatted. They were both dressed to the nines, Wyll in a well fitted suit with a short, ornamental cape draped over one shoulder. Karlach was putting him to shame though, in a floor length strapless dress with a slit that traveled halfway up her thigh. You'd never taken Karlach for a dress person and, watching the way she awkwardly moved in it, you'd assume you were right. That didn't stop anyone with eyes from stopping and staring as she walked by. You even found your own gaze lingering a bit too long. Very strange.

"Hey, soldier!" Her voice rang out loud and clear as soon as she spotted you. Before you knew it, you were wrapped in her arms and lifted off the floor with ease. You couldn't help laughing as you carefully tried to keep the plate of food balanced.

Your skirt swished back into place as she set you down, beaming at you. "It's been way too long. Just because you can't go out in the sun doesn't mean Astarion has to lock you away in the dungeon." She laughed again. If only she knew.

"I was surprised I even got an invite." Wyll chuckled, stepping closer. "I don't play his political games, but I'm happy to enjoy some good food with some old friends." Gods he was so sweet. If you didn't know just how genuinely he meant it, you wouldn't trust him.

"Well, I'm certainly happy to see all of you!" It's been so lonely cooped up in here, I've missed you so much. Your lungs longed to scream out to them, to beg them for help.

It was enough they'd taken you away from your post, you knew it was too much to ask for your voice to break through as well. It didn't stop you from wishing with your whole heart for your friends to hear you.

Instead, you had a pleasant conversation about what they've all been up to. Stories of the adventures Karlach and Wyll had been on, an anecdote about Tara that made everyone laugh. Halsin and, later, Shadowheart found their way into the circle, bringing their own stories. It would've been lovely were you not begging to be heard.

Karlach noticed first, of course she did. You saw it happen. You weren't sure what did it exactly but, as you were speaking, you saw her brow knit together. She watched you a bit closer. Fake you must've noticed as well, you felt yourself straighten up a bit more, talk a bit gentler.

It wasn't enough, she'd clocked something and now she was watching. The conversation shifted away from you but her gaze lingered. The you in control longed for her to look away, while the real you screamed for her attention. I'm here, please see me, gods please hear me!

You felt her watching you for at least ten minutes before she leaned in to whisper something to Gale. Oh gods, now he was watching you like a hawk. They both knew something was wrong but they couldn't tell what.

If you hadn't been watching them, you would've missed the small hand gesture and whispered incantation from the wizard. You didn't feel anything but clearly he didn't get what he wanted.

Then you felt it. A small tingling sensation in your head then, suddenly, it was as though the doors to your mind had been thrown open and you felt yourself recoil as though sunlight was pouring in. He was digging into your thoughts.

"Gale!?" You called out desperately in your head, watching as he blinked in shock. The gentle, practiced smile that remained stuck on your face completely opposed to the desperation he heard in your voice.

"Are you all right?" He asked, out loud, much to everyone else's confusion. Particularly Halsin's, who had been actively speaking when Gale interrupted.

"Gale, please! You can hear me?" Your mind screamed.

"Oh, me? Oh, I'm fine." Your mouth replied.

"I can hear you. What's going on?" Gale pressed forward, ignoring the questioning looks he received.

"Um, Gale-" Wyll had started but the wizard was disinterested in interrupting whatever connection he had with you right now.

"Gale, gods, Gale." What could you even say? You had to say something. But how could you explain this? You knew they all disapproved of the way Astarion kept you squirreled away but they never argued because you were both happy and it really wasn't exactly their business. But this? This was different. This was… well. Fucked up.

He was smart though. It didn't exactly take much to put two and two together. Two different answers, two different versions of his dear friend. "What happened? Does Astarion know about this?"

You would've flinched had you been in control of your body. "Really, Gale, I'm all right, I'm not sure what you're talking about." You still smiled warmly.

"He- he's the one who did this but-!" You panicked as you watched a darkness take over Gale's face.

"Okay, does anyone know what's going on right now?" Wyll tried to interject again, only to be met with a misdirected scowl from Gale.

"It would seem our resident vampire lord has gone a bit too far." He practically spat. He had never been overly fond of your relationship in the first place. You were never sure but Astarion was certain it was jealousy - partially why you were so surprised to see Gale had been invited at all.

"Use your words, Elminster." Karlach folded her arms, already impatient to know what was happening.

Gale turned back to you as his anger turned towards sadness. "I don't know how, but he's puppeting them. This-" He waved a hand at your calm, relaxed smile. "This is all fake. I can hear them, they're trapped in there."

"Gale, please, don't get angry, please." You were trying to do damage control now. You didn't want this to break bad for Astarion, you just wanted to be let out. "I- I just think he might've forgotten me, if you just-"

"Forgot you!? What do you mean forgot you? How long have you been in there?"

"Gale! Please don't cause a fuss, please. This- this doesn't have to affect the night. He just needs a reminder, that's all, it's all right."

"How long."

"I… I don't know. Over a year…" You knew saying that would be a bad idea. The rage took over his face again, while the rest of your companions watched with varying levels of confusion.

"Over a year." His voice was flat, his typical affectations and charming cadence gone. "Would someone be so kind as to request the presence of Lord Ancunín? I think we need to have quite the conversation."

#bg3 #astarion x tav #astarion x reader #astarion #sorry fkdjskdjdkfhsl

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Borderline begging you to not erase the gender non conformity of historical women by applying contemporary lenses of gender roles to them. Gender non conforming women existed then and still exist now. Wearing “men’s clothing” does not make me less of a woman and it’s incredibly insulting to see people in 2024 call women “they” and “he” because they wrote extensively about the misogyny they faced on a daily basis and chose to address and protect against by disguising their female form. Clothing does not a gender make—social roles do. Let’s respect historical women by referring to them correctly—not assuming what they would like to be called these days when we have long since dismissed European invert theory.

I'm assuming you are referring to that historical binder post and specifically this part:

Westner was also buried in men's clothing by their own request.

Firstly, I didn't call Ella Westner "he", not sure why you are implying that. I haven't read much about Westner, but I did try to look quickly if we have any record or second hand information of them talking or writing about their gender. I didn't find it, so I don't know what would be the correct way to refer to them. I referred to them with "them" since that is the pronoun in English language when you don't know someone's gender. By all means if you have any evidence to share how they liked to be referred, do share.

This is for all intents and purposes the same ask I got after my Julie d'Aubigny post so I'm going to link my response here (and the answer to the follow up ask) instead of rehashing the same points all over again. But I will rehash couple of main points since it seems they bear repeating. Firstly, I'm not talking about you, you are not Elle Westner and you have just as little access to her mind as I do. I don't have to assume your gender, you said you're a woman, and certainly I believe nothing you do makes you less of a woman. But I can't ask Elle Westner can I? For most historical people, I think it's fair to assume their gender to be the one assigned to them, but if there is evidence that might suggest otherwise, we should not assume. Of course we should neither assume it's not their assigned gender, it's entirely possible it is, but the possibility should not be discarded that their gender is different.

It's a little silly tbh to say I'm erasing gender non-comforming historical women, when literally in the same paragraph I mention how it was quite common for queer *women* to dress in masculine clothing. This is literally what I wrote:

Queer women and trans masc people, who dressed in masculine clothing, (which was pretty common) also sometimes bound their chests, but unsurprisingly that was not exactly celebrated like drag performances were, so there weren't binders made for queer people specifically.

(I admit I didn't mention the "mannish" feminists, who dressed masculinely, but they rarely bound their chests, and like many of them were queer also.)

What I will not do (even if you borderline beg) is to erase trans masc and non-binary people from history. Assuming all historical queer and gnc people were their assigned gender without extensive evidence to the contrary (for some people no amount of evidence is ever enough) effectively erases all trans and non-binary people from history, since the way gender was talked about, understood and allowed to express, was often so different from our current understanding and usually erased from historical evidence. That is in fact imposing our understanding of gender to historical people. Yes some women did cross-dress in order to escape misogyny, but that's certainly not the only reason people cross-dressed. Especially since many of them, those who couldn't or didn't try to pass, faced even more misogyny for cross-dressing, but they did it anyway because they had other reasons to cross-dress. The reason why cross-dressing can be evidence of queer gender identity (though of course as said, there are other possible reasons) especially in 19th century, is because in their culture the understanding of gender was heavily tied to gender expression. Even today, when gender and gender expression are seem much more as separate things, if you see a person who looks like a woman, but is dressed in men's clothing, you shouldn't immediately dismiss the possibility that they might not be a woman. Yes, they might be a woman who for one reason or another likes to dress in masculine clothing, or they might not be.

You say I shouldn't "apply contemporary lenses of gender roles" to historical queer people, but also that I should in this historical context dismiss sexual inversion theory, which was specifically a Victorian lens (shrouded in scientific essentialist terms) to look at queerness. Sexual inversion theory is not biologically true of course, like it was proposed, but really none of our sexuality and gender categories are. Because while there probably is some biological explanations for our feelings of attraction and towards our bodies (which we haven't really found yet), how we built gender and sexuality categories around those feelings is entirely cultural. So while sexual inversion theory is not relevant today, it is still relevant to understand the historical context, since it was an attempt to explain scientifically their cultural construction of gender and sexuality. And of course the flaw with all these cultural categories is that they can not contain and represent the whole breath of human feelings, and will always leave people out in their explanations, which is obviously true with sexual inversion theory (but also for example our identity based model). But the societal understanding of these things also shape how we understand and frame our own feelings.

So briefly, in 19th century queer identities were emerging (not seen as just behavior anymore) and first queer communities were formed. In the texts of Victorian queer writers the understanding of sexuality, expression and gender are all very fluid. Edward Carpenter (a Victorian gay communist) notably wrote about "the intermediate sex" and "transitional men and women" which he understood as a sort of third gender category. Basically his understanding of queerness was conceptually similar to sexual inversion theory, but he came from a non-medicalizing and queer liberation angle (though like his writings were not entirely free of internalized queerphobia but still very revolutionary for his time). He wrote about this third gender category as a sort of spectrum that goes from feminine men interested in men, and masculine women interested in women, to cross-dressing people and people living as opposite gender. Today we might see these ends of the spectrum as more or less gnc gay men and women and trans men and women, which to him were more or less extreme expressions of the same phenomena. This also aligns with broader Victorian understanding of gender and sexuality, as gnc queer people were generally seen as a separate gender category, often, especially in case of queer men and trans fems, called fairies. As said, certainly not all Victorian queer people would have agreed or felt represented by these ideas, but this does give us some understanding how at least some of the queer and gnc people might have understood their gender.

Maybe I will need to make a full post about how I think gender should be handled and studied in history, so I can just link it to when I inevitably get yet another one of these.

#i did end up writing more than i intended #and rehashing most of the same points as in the previous answer :')#queer history #history #victorian era #anon #answers

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Made it to chapter 16 today which means Feyre and I have both had our first impressions of Rhysand's Inner Circle and ohhhhhhh boy

Its hard to pinpoint why exactly, but theres something so discomforting about watching them interact. I think the main thing is that for all their "casual-ness", theres still clearly a rigid hierarchy between them and they all seem to 'know their place' so to speak, its not at all like Lucien and Tamlin's relationship in the first book which genuinely felt like a friendship that was unburdened by their status or positions. Like, theres this one moment where Mor and Amren are like kinda bickering with each other i guess, and Feyre remarks that Mor is probably super powerful if she dares talk back against Amren (in an incredibly minor matter Im pretty sure but I already forgor ngl) and because this is the book where Feyre's perspective starts being Objectively Correct all the time, I guess that's true, I guess the only reason someone would dare voice their opinion on something to this friend group is if they were physically more powerful because otherwise you just level a fucking mountain during an argument

Anyway, Im gonna switch topics for a short moment but I promise this diversion is relavant to the point above. So, sometimes when I go into the anti-tags on here looking for criticisms or complaints of the books, I instead find anti-ship posts that are mainly just about trash-talking some ship, mostly ones relating to that whole Elucien/Elriel/Gwynriel shipwar, which I already have thoughts on but I'll save those for later. In any case, one day I stumbled upon this pretty long anti-elriel post about how the gifts Elain gives Azriel on winter solstice arent actually cute and it describes how she gave him like, herbs that help with headaches "because his friends are always giving him headaches" apparently. And then that post went on a whole rant about how insensitive that was of her and that she doesnt actually understand Azriel's dynamic with his close friends, but honestly, judging from this chapter Elain was absolutely spot on

And I usually wouldn't say this because yknow, its only one chapter and we're probably gonna get the nuances of their relationship later, but this is a book written by Sarah J Maas, her characters and their relationships are rarely particularly deep and, more importantly, her writing is incredibly unsubtle. If Azriel was in any way fond of his friends shenaningans I wouldve noticed it, because Feyre wouldve noticed it like 15 times during that whole dinner. But she didnt.

Its especially bad for Cassian and Azriel because it feels like Cassian thinks they have this great rapport but Azriel just genuinely kinda dislikes him. Not to mention that whole fucking mess with Azriel and Mor and Cassian and Mor having sex so she wouldnt get married off or whatever, good god how is every conversation between them not insanely awkward

Even beyond that, idk man, theyre all just so insufferable. I dont understand how Amren, ancient eldritch being trapped in a fae body that she is, can stand to be around them, I wouldve left them 5 centuries ago if I was her. I guess the explanation is that she finds the government position interesting but its like, youre SECOND to the most boring and annoying man on the planet only kinda ruling over a court that you dont even actually care about from everything Ive heard. Again, if I was in Amren's position I would not be hanging out in an APARTMENT in a boring ass city at the behest of a quartett of stupid bozos, I wouldve weaseled my way into being the personal advisor of Beron or some shit so I could watch the Vanserra Family Drama unfold live

There was one good thing about this discomforting dinner though, and that was how inexplicably gay Cassian was for Rhysand. He was really out there, looking at him with such love, calling him pretty twice in like two minutes being all "I knew I wanted a piece of him the moment I first saw him, the high lord's pretty son" like okay. I know what you are

#istg the most entertainment Ive gotten out of these books so far are the crumbs of homoeroticism #anti acomaf #anti sjm #anti rhysand #anti inner circle #flames and darkness liveblog

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stay — jake sully

Description: Jake reflects on a love from his past life.

Pairing: Past Human!Jake Sully x F!Reader, Jake Sully x Neytiri

Warnings/Tags: angst, kind of fluff, death mention (tom sully), i dont know anymore it’s just kinda bittersweet

Word Count: 1.3k

Author’s Note: it’s jake’s birthday today (august 24) !!! so im posting two jake fics :] the other one is fluff i promise

PRESENT

Guilt has to be some type of chronic pain, Jake thinks. It sits in his ribcage beside his heart like a heavy stone, only alleviated by the reminder that he has a life now and the past is long gone. But the problem is that it would always haunt him. He’s a sinner, he has to pay.

Being with Neytiri makes him feel alive, it really does. He loves her. But there’s a place in his heart only occupied by one person right next to Neytiri’s place—you.

You, who was the first to ever see him. The first to ever give him a taste of what it was like to love and be loved. When he was learning the words oel ngati kameie, his point of reference was you. Your heart that he so diligently worked to earn, something you shared that he didn’t deserve. Don’t get him wrong, he’s sure you’re still on your feet. Hell, you probably found someone better. He hopes you have and that you’ve also realized that one’s heart can belong to two, just like his.

He wonders sometimes if you know his heart still belongs to you.

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“Pretty lady,” Jake greeted you as he wheeled himself into the pub. This wasn’t his usual place, but he’d come here more regularly all because of one person: you. “How’s business tonight?”

“Better now that you’re here, Sully.” You flashed him a cheshire grin from behind the bar, pouring him the usual.

You were the pretty bartender that caught his eye, months ago. It wasn’t a rare occurrence for him to observe beautiful women from afar, but you were different. Though you were attractive, it was one particular conversation that drew him completely to you, where you spoke of your own dreams as a scientist even in the quickly deteriorating shithole that was the city you’d both considered home. It gave him something. It gave him hope. Just a sliver.

He watched you from the corner of the room while you did your job.

He waited for you until the end of your shift, careful not to drink too much so he can remember the next morning. To remember how you grinned at him when you opened the door to your apartment, and to spend the next few hours kissing him stupid.

PRESENT

There’s nothing like the date nights with Neytiri. It’s freedom injected into his veins. They fly together, circling the floating mountains and laughing as they chased each other. The world glitters and glows around them, and the world falls away.

By the end of the night, he cages her inside his arms, protection enough for the both of them—he protects himself by shielding her.

And there’s a flash—just a second—of his past life.

It happens. Rarely, but it happens. Sometimes Neytiri would run her fingers through his hair just right, or she would shove him playfully with such a precise force that it matches a memory buried deep under the grounds of the graveyard inside his mind where he mourned his other life, and along with it, you. For one moment, he’s back in a human body, with your soul still there with him, somehow.

He only falters for a single frame, but it’s enough for her to notice. She doesn’t pry in the hopes he’ll tell her someday. He’s got a type—Neytiri is beautiful and patient, just like you.

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His apartment gathered dust while he spent all of his time at your place. He’d never dare utter the word out loud, but it was becoming home for him. When you had opening shift at the bar, he awoke to gentle lips on his forehead and a promise to come home later.

Promise. Jake didn’t have much of it in his life. But once again, you reignited a sense of belonging that he once had.

There was no other place for him to be.

At least until those two agents showed up at the door and demanded he go with them. He was shown his twin’s dead body, and it was then he saw the other side of the coin. That could have been him. It should have been him, technically. Tom was always the better one.

Jake was proposed with a choice.

It was nighttime when he got to you, and you were already there waiting for him with a worried expression. There was no grieving, but there was guilt.

You held him for hours in silence after he told you what happened.

In the morning, he further explained to you what those agents told him, and you listened patiently—intently—without interruption. Afterward, you smiled solemnly. Perhaps you’d already known his choice even before he did.

For a long time, you knew that Jake felt lost. No sense of purpose, he told you. And while you were a pillar of stability for him, his heart sought for an objective. You had your studies, your aspirations. He didn’t have any goal to work toward. You, being you, recognized his craving for something more.

“If you go, I won’t hold it against you.” You said, preparing breakfast at the crack of dawn. There was only sleeplessness for both of you.

“But?” He asked.

“But what, Jake?” You glanced at him, unable to make eye contact for longer. “What do you want me to say?”

“If you tell me to stay, I will.”

“We both know I’m not doing that,” You sighed. That was the thing, you knew him too well. “Do you want me to tell you to stay?”

His silence said it all.

“Look,” despite your nerves, you finally faced him. Courage he saw in your eyes. “I love you. There’s nothing that’ll change that. I don’t want you to go, but I’ll never tell you to stay.”

“That’s nonsense.”

And despite the edge in his voice, you smiled. “This would be good for you,” you caressed his jaw. “You’ll come back. It’s not forever.”

He rested his head against your middle as you ran your fingers through his hair soothingly, scratching at the scalp.

“I’ll come back, I promise.” He whispered.

“I don’t doubt that, Jake.”

He intended to keep that promise.

PRESENT

He would never stop thanking you for not telling him to stay. If you didn’t, he wouldn’t have his family. But he promised to come back, and that’s where the guilt grows tenfold.

The guilt doesn’t end. He doesn’t really expect it to.

With a strong heart, he prepares himself to tell Neytiri about you.

In the back of her mind, she likely knew there was already someone before her. By making the bond, they share everything, and with a haze, she felt Jake’s love being shared with another. She sensed his hesitance to get close to her during training.

He tells her about finding purpose, about how he fought for you, that everything he did—even as Toruk Makto—was all so he can make you proud.

He exhausts himself telling endless stories of your adventures together on Earth, and regardless of her distaste with sky people, there is no greater joy for her than hearing him share this part of his life. It means the secret would no longer plague him.

Don’t get him wrong, he moved on long ago. Found happiness without you. But that does not mean he stopped loving you; it’s a part of him as much as his bond with Neytiri.

Someday, he hopes to pass onto his children the kind of bravery he gained from being with you. To be unapologetically courageous—to fight for want you want. When they’re older, there may be a circumstance where he can give advice from a lesson he learned from you. One of which being that there’s more love in one’s heart than they think.

He lounges with Neytiri in a secluded part of the mountains, holding her, when he spots a new light in the sky. A light that, unbeknownst to him, contains you.

#idk why i ended it like that lol #i feel like theres potential for this to be a series #like maybe reader signed on as a scientist to keep an eye on jake #after humans lose the war she ends up signing with the rda to go to pandora #then i would turn it into a tsu’tey fic where she finds love after jake aw #jake sully x reader #jake sully #avatar #avatar twow #avatar the way of water #avatar the way of water x reader #atwow #atwow x reader #jake sully angst

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𝐍𝐂𝐓 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌 + 𝐃𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐊

pairing : nct dream (00 line + mark) x gn!reader (afab anatomy)

contains : dirty talk obvi, dom/sub dynamics, cursing, degradation (hyuck), mentions of public sex (hyuck), mentions of a size kink (jeno) dumbification (jaemin)

a/n : i think read more just hates me so i’ll try to add it later </3 finally felt motivated enough to write this so here’s this mess of a post <333 as always, feedback, asks and reblogs are appreciated <3

MARK LEE

mark’s shy with his words, much preferring to express his content through soft grunts and moans that escape his lips as he fucks you. he doesn’t want to say something wrong and accidentally ruin the mood, he knows how awkward he can be. sometimes, though, he stops overthinking it, just groaning whatever comes to mind under his breath, voice raspy and thick with lust. very rarely is he mean to you, unable to spit out the insults without feeling bad, unless he’s in a specific mood. it’s mostly praise, short, quick phrases that easily summarize how much he loves being buried in your pretty cunt, mumbled into the crook of your neck or your shoulder. mark curses a lot, not knowing what else to say for the most part, but it’s still hot, especially when you’re giving him head. he makes sure you hear every word, wanting you to drink in his praise, listen to how good you make him feel.

“fuck, angel, you’re so warm ‘nd tight, could stay inside you forever”.

HUANG RENJUN

renjun usually prefers soft love making over rough, fast sex but that doesn’t mean that his vocabulary only consists of praise and sweet words. he works you up with his words while his fingers ghost over your skin, lips brushing your ear or your neck. he likes telling you what he’s planning on doing and seeing your toes curl at the mere thought, nearly having you cum untouched; the ego boost that comes with that is just the cherry on top. he gets possessive really quickly too, telling you that no one else could have you like this, see you like this, make you feel as good as he does. while a lot of his dirty talk stems from his love of seeing you fall apart from him alone, it’s also a reassurance that you’re his as much as he is yours. renjun wants to hear you sob his name when he’s made you cum for the nth time and he asks you who’s the only one who can make you feel like this; he wants to know that he can make you feel good and that you don’t want anyone else.

“what was that, pretty? say it a little louder for me. who’s the only one who can fuck you this good?”

LEE JENO

contrary to popular belief, jeno’s not as harsh with his words as donghyuck is. he can be mean, but you’d both have to be in the mood or piss him off for that. jeno’s not as vocal, but when he speaks, his voice is low and raspy, usually spoken with a smirk on his lips. he likes speaking against your skin or right before he’s about to kiss you because it allows him to see the goosebumps that form or the way you gulp. like mark, jeno curses a lot, usually followed by some praise about how well you take him. he always tells you how good you are for him, how your body was made for him in between his quick thrusts. he just loves seeing how small you are under him (we all know he has a size kink <3) and how small he can make you feel with his words. he loves listening to you moan about how big he is, how good he makes you feel, it boosts his ego and that feeds into his dirty talk as a response.

“wasn’t sure i was gonna fit at first, pretty, but your pussy takes me so well”.

LEE DONGHYUCK

donghyuck is filthy with his words, using them to rile you up whenever he has the chance. he doesn’t sugarcoat his words, often mocking you with fake pity laced in his voice. his tone is mean and condescending, making fun of your inability to get off without him. he loves seeing just how desperate you are for him, for his cock, the words falling past his lips with ease. he makes you earn his praise and even then, it’s backhanded, calling you his good whore for making him cum. hyuck loves whispering in your ear when you’re out in public, seeing you squirm and squeeze your thighs together, trying to make the ache go away. it often leads to you pulling him into a bathroom or a fitting room or, if he makes you wait, the backseat of his car. every word drips with a possessive tone and it’s even worse when he’s jealous. you’re his and you know that.

“flirting with my friends and still begging me for my cock? you think you deserve it after being a little whore?”

NA JAEMIN

this boy is full of praise and sweet words, even if they come off a little meaner than you’re expecting. how can he hold himself back when you look so pretty letting yourself be used like his toy? he always looks at you so fondly, eyes full with love as he fucks you, whispering those soft praises down at you or against your skin as he sucks marks there. he disguises the little bit of degradation in his words with his sweet tone and even sweeter kisses, calling you his slut while gently caressing your face and holding your hand. he’s quick to find the words that affect you the most and whisper them into your ear, starting off with a couple quiet praises, telling you how good you’re being for him, but with every orgasm he pulls from you, his words get just a little bit more humiliating. he loves seeing his pretty baby all fucked out for him, why wouldn’t he let you know how cute he thinks you look?

“my dumb baby, look so cute when you get fucked out from just a little bit of cock”.

#nct dream #nct #nct dream smut #nct smut #mark smut #mark lee smut #renjun smut #huang renjun smut #jeno smut #lee jeno smut #haechan smut #lee haechan smut #donghyuck smut #jaemin smut #na jaemin smut

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anonymous asked: "okay but Matt with a insecure/shy reader and he makes them feel better?"

Tags: Matt x Reader. She/her pronouns. Talks a lot about eurocentric beauty standards and how women, at least in America, are all expected to be thin and white. Fluff. Word count: 1,207.

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Growing up, it felt like you had always been bombarded with unattainable standards set by the beauty and fashion industries - women who were photoshopped to be thinner, taller, to have lighter skin. Everywhere you turned, magazines and commercials advertised diet plans and pills, pushing unhealthy weight loss tactics, all aimed at their feminine audience. Suffice it to say, you (and a great deal of many others not only nationwide, but worldwide) felt shamed to be in your own skin.

The girls in magazines and on tv or who walked runways rarely seemed to look like you. Diversity felt all too rare, making you worry constantly about being pretty enough. Of course you understood that this was a foolish concept because realistically, you knew that the beauty standards being shoved down your throat were unrealistic - almost always created with photoshop because no one was ever that perfect. It was still hard sometimes, not to compare yourself and worry that you weren't good enough.

What also didn't help was stumbling across your boyfriend's old curiouscat and spending an afternoon scrolling through post after post, reading about how he claimed to be attracted to ‘baddies’ and girls who fit more into the category of the models you sometimes saw on Instagram, who always had perfect makeup and perfect bodies. You knew it shouldn't, but it made you feel insecure.

Without really meaning to, you found yourself striving harder to fit into that Instagram model, bad girl look - the one that was achieved via editing and filters the majority of the time. You started spending time nitpicking your looks in the mirror, trying different ways to attempt to look more and more like the girls in magazines or one instagram.

Matt took notice.

“Y/N is kinda acting weird lately,” he brought up one afternoon while hanging out with Noah. He hadn't quite figured out what was going on with you yet. “I'm not sure how to explain it.”

Noah mutes the tv, quieting an episode of Naruto that he had seen a dozen times already and could quote by heart. “Okay? Try to explain anyway.”

Matt finished his Celsius and shrugged before diving into how he had noticed you staring in the mirror more, the additional makeup and skin care products that had been purchased, and the overall sudden unease you seemed to have in your own skin. “Also she gets weird when I try to initiate sex. Starting to wonder if this is her way of saying I'm bad at it,” he was joking, at least a little.

He was met with silence for a moment as Noah just stared at him, the expression on his face calling Matt a hundred different names for stupid. It was times like this when Matt hated how expressive Noah could be.

“Dude,” Noah started, shaking his head like he couldn't fathom how Matt didn't figure it out. “She's worried about her body. You know how girls are with all that diet and fashion stuff,” he added. Of course Noah was also into that stuff, but through therapy and because of necessity, he had learned how to tackle it from a health perspective rather than a body insecurity one.

Hearing Noah's response made Matt want to smack himself upside the head. How could he not notice that you were dealing with body image insecurities? Truthfully, he didn't know anyone who didn't deal with them. Even he had his things that he was insecure about and so did each of his friends. Though he supposed it was a little different, given they weren't the target audience of 90% of those miracle weight loss commercials that aired on tv every once in a while.

“I'm an idiot,” he confessed to Noah, who only nodded in agreement.

Coming home, Matt found you in your underwear, staring into the floor length mirror in your bedroom. It was clear to him now, that you were checking yourself over, probably picking at things the media had convinced you to hate about yourself and that made him sad and a little bit angry. Angry that there was anything in this world that could make you see yourself as anything less than a goddess and sad that he hadn't figured out what was going on sooner.

“You are so fucking beautiful,” he says and his words startle you, causing you to jump a little. You hadn't noticed he had been standing there until he spoke. “You are the most beautiful woman that I've ever seen,” he continued, not giving you a chance to argue as he crossed the room, wrapping his arms around you from behind so you could look into the mirror together.

“I could stand to-” you start, ready to list off things you thought you should change but he cut you off.

“No,” he says curtly before kissing the skin on your shoulder. “You are perfect,” he kisses the crook of your neck and you melt a little into his arms. “There isn't a single thing about you that isn't perfect or that I don't love.” He kisses the side of your neck softly.

“I'm not a baddie,” you whisper, feeling a little goofy to say it outloud.

“Baby, you're the baddest fucking bitch in the world. I just want you to love yourself as much as I love you.” You turned in his arms and rested your head on his shoulder. “If you want to keep up with fashion trends then do it because you enjoy it. I know I can't change your mind overnight but I'm going to remind you how beautiful you are until you believe it.”

“You're so cheesy,” you mumble, heart swelling happily under his words and he laughs before kissing the top of your head. “I love you.”

It takes time to learn to love yourself and all of your imperfections. It takes time to learn that humans aren't meant to be picture perfect - that they're supposed to come in all shapes and sizes and shades and that the fashion and beauty industries were judgemental of all women and racist and eurocentric to a terrifying degree.

But Matt kept his word, constantly reminding you of how beautiful you were. Listing off all the things that he loved about you and making you tell him things you loved about yourself too.

Matt saw you as you were. He was not love blind, he was not lying. He saw you exactly as you were. Every flaw, every imperfection, and he thought that you were the literal definition of beauty.

“Who's that beautiful girl?” Matt's horrid singing voice made you groan but you also smiled in embarrassment as he sang his own version of the Nanalan song to you. “Could she be any cuteeerrr?”

“I regret showing you that Tiktok,” you laughed and Boo barked in response. “Even Boo thinks you're being a nut!”

“Who's that beautiful girl?” his terrible singing gets louder as he gets closer, arms opening and you squeal as he tackles you onto the couch, covering your face in kisses. “I'm gonna keep singing it until you tell me who's the most beautiful girl,” he threatens between kisses.

You laugh at his dorkiness. “It's me!” You proclaim.

“Damn right its you.”

#matt dierkes fanfic #matt dierkes x reader #matt dierkes

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r0-boat · 9 months

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If honkai star rail man had audio accounts, pt.2

Read part 1 here

Gn! reader x Gepard, Welt, Luocha, Dan heng

Nsfw mdi

Cw: dubcon, consent noncon,yandere, creampie

( sorry that part two took so long ahhh, this is the final part for now since there is not enough sexy hsr men besides Luka and I guess Svarog for funsies. If you want me to do Genshin Impact men or make an audio headcanon list for women, let me know.)

Gepard

Man, he took pride in being a wholesome internet boyfriend who would only do sweet little audios of himself role playing as your boyfriend or love interest in different scenarios. And then the Reckoning... he posted an audio where him playing as your knight in shining armor takes a hit for you. And oh boy those gasp and growls and whimpers of pain he did while the reader was patching him up- the people wanted more.

He tried to do NSFW audios before but he couldn't do it his face would turn red and it's hard would be so hard he would clutch his chest. Here he was, a grown man practically on the verge of tears out of embarrassment. What would his coworkers think if they found out what he had done? What would Serval think? Nope, Nope, Nope! He couldn't do it!

But then the Stars aligned and he made a separate account when Gepard posted his first audio. A ramble fap, and oh boy his breath shuttering in the mic has he moans and wimpers, you could even hear him begging. Till now he never really noticed how talkative and, loudish He could be Gepard even try stifling his whines when he got gotten close.

Even though it took everything out of him to finally post it, he had to say it felt nice being praised. He only posted initially because he wanted to make his fans happy. He is a people pleaser, after all. And it did kind of feel nice... he doesn't usually get to let go like that, being his job as a Silvermain Guard and all... there's a lot of stuff he didn't realize about himself.

Pet names

Miss/sir/ma'am/mommy

Sweet heart

Dear

Angel

Welt

It is the skeleton in his closet. His ultimate secret that he moans in a microphone for strangers that like his voice a little too much. His listener is absolutely adore him. His sultry voice and his personality drag people to him like a moth to a flame. He doesn't post very often but when he does everyone is crying and sobbing for more. And he doesn't write his own stuff either it's mostly just Scripts he tries to go along with the script says, but he can't help but sprinkle a little bit of his own kinks in there—praise, worship, oral fixation.

Even when he's stroking himself, he even catches himself murmuring about how much he wants to taste you and how good you are for him, how good you make him feel, and how sexy you are. His audios are always gentler, with lots of kisses and touching in that softer tone that makes you melt. From giving you some much-needed stress relief from a hard day at work to a hot heavy make out session after a dinner.

Sometimes he would make his own Scripts and even have some artwork he Illustrated to go with them. His own scripts and audios are very rare but are very well done, dripping with sexual tension and a good plot. He's pretty much allergic to porn without plot.

Call him crazy but he likes that his audio is put a smile on people's faces he wants to think that his posts brighten people's days he likes being relied on as much as he himself likes someone who he trusts with his life.

Pet names

Sweet heart

Honey

Darling

Luocha

Help, because why can I see his audio is being mostly corruption kink? Even his audios tend to lean more on the darker side. Though not by much, the most you can expect is a pastor who can't help but want someone he had been eyeing that comes to his church or a doctor who, while their patient was unconscious, laid his lips upon them and whispered how much they wanted them.

Mostly does dubcon or cnc; they almost did yandere content but decided not to post it. Even in his darker videos, he still keeps that gentlemanly gentle, sweet attitude with an odd obsessive undertone, perhaps even possessive., which many of his listeners fall for.

When close, his listeners can hear him mutter broken sentences about how good he feels and how wrong this is or how much he needs you before begging to fill you up.

He wants it to feel as real as possible so he gets the good mics the ones where you can feel his breath against your ear, and he always loads his audios with sound effects. He has good quality work, and he enjoys doing it too.

Pet names

Dear

Mine

Beloved

Dan Heng

Dan Heng rarely does scripts almost exclusively makes very short audio where you can hear his hand around his wet cock and his moans; he'll go on and on about whatever lewd thought was on his mind. About how much he needs a tight hole around his cock or something inside of him.

Dan Heng has absolute pan panic. One could only dream about having both at the pussy and cock at the same time, and that is a dream he thinks about constantly when recording new audio for his rabid fans to listen to.

He finally got himself a toy discreetly since his hand wasn't enough, and those grunts and frustrated growls eventually turned into shaky breaths and whimpering, the tight silicone walls proving too much as he tried to keep quiet himself. His hips buck up into the toy itself as he continues edging himself. Dan Heng, almost losing control, rolls his head back, whimpering about how much he wants them. His listeners ate that shit up.

Dan Heng makes very standard vanilla content and hardly ever gets too kinky, where he plays the role of a boyfriend. Sadly Dan Heng isn't too good at acting so the boyfriends he normally plays are people with authority or professionalism since his voice naturally sounds like that.

Pet names

Babe

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liannelara-dracula · 1 year

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Hi, hope u have a good day. Can you write hcs about studying and school with SMT boys + Kino? (Sorry if it spams there's a problem with my box)

Studying/School/Class w Sakamakis [hcs]

click here for M & T bros post

Hi Love,

Thanks, and you too, so I have to split this into two pieces because it was literally too long. Hope you all like it, this is literally why I haven't done much of anything else because I've put basically all the free time I've had into here. It's finally done though. :)

-Liannelara

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*certain words have been/may be censored for Tumblr guidelines.

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Shu:

⤵︎School with him:

📓As his gf you are the one who must get him out of bed.

📓And he makes you late sometimes. Most of the time even.

📓“Shu, c’mon we're going to be late.”

📓Rather than getting up, he pulls you in bed and makes you late for school.

📓This causes you two to walk there instead and you scold him about it.

📓“You make us late all the time!”

📓“Next time carry me then.”

📓“Whatta I look like to you? An Ox?” Knowing he’d give a smart answer to that, you quickly added, “Don’t answer that!”

📓He’d just laugh before k!ssing you on the cheek.

📓If it’s winter and you’re cold with tights and a thin skirt/shirt he puts his blazer over you.

📓And if you’re lucky sometimes he gives you his cardigan.

📓But it almost never happens, you dreaming that bitch would take it off.

📓Sometimes he tells you to ditch school so you two can go to a cafe to get food and go to the bookstore in the corner of town. Especially when it snows because he knows you like days like that.

📓He likes to go there and get coffee with you and talk about things that will make you laugh.

📓Although on the days you don’t ditch school with him he likes to race you to the school.

📓 “Loser carries the winner back home after school!” He’d yell dashing off getting a head start.

📓 “Shu! Wait!” You’d laugh trying to catch up to him.

📓You end up losing of course (mostly bc he uses his vampire speed) and lets just say even tho you lost, he just ends up carrying you.

📓I know he seems pretty lively with you but I mean he’s with the woman he loves. He becomes very active with her because she gives him something to look forward to.

📓Plus, vampires are about living in the moment so he’d never waste a moment with you considering you make him happy.

📓Anyways when you two get on campus you are usually hitting him cause he cheated and he’s just laughing.

📓if you’re not a third-year or you just don’t have the same classes as him, he departs after you get your stuff out of your locker.

📓When switching periods he usually is listening to music and you just like to watch him relax.

📓Although typically he notices you first and tries to talk to you even if it's just five minutes. Cause he can’t stay the hell away

📓You constantly remind him to go to class.

📓“Go, I’ll see you after.” You’d smile between a laugh.

📓“Maybe I’ll just speed up the clocks.” He’d grin.

📓”Don’t!”

📓He leaves his stuff in your locker sometimes.

📓Has makeout sessions sometimes with you instead of getting to class.

📓If his stupid brothers try to get you into trouble or if you two do something stupid, he makes sure the triplets get the blame.

📓Keeps you away from Reiji and makes sure you rarely see him tho. Mostly cause he might give you hard time.

📓Although he does like showing you off to him sometimes.

📓Sometimes you sit on the bench before the limo arrives and he sleeps on your shoulder.

📓In the limo you sit next to him and usually it's pretty quiet and he usually falls asleep on you there too and you just play with his hair.

📓If he’s awake (or looks like he’s asleep) his hand is on your thigh.

📓Leaves you notes in your locker sometimes.

📓If you are jealous that girls leave him a lot of love letters he finds it funny.

📓There are probably some girls who have tried to bully you and he protects you from it.

📓Gets away with sucking your b⸸ood.

⤵︎Class with him:

📓He only attends the class because you force him to, only some tho since you can’t convince him to go to all of them.

📓Is always present in the classes you are in with him and he thinks that’s enough effort. It’s really just to have the excuse to see you.

📓He likes to sit next to you because he tea$es all he wants.

📓Plus he doesn’t want to be partners with someone else.

📓And he thinks you’d cover for him if he dozed off.

📓Which you probably won't.

📓If the teacher calls on you and you don’t know the answer he’ll laugh afterward and you scowl at him.

📓Whispers lewd things into your ear as the teacher is explaining.

📓Shares a pencil with you instead of having his own.

📓He doesn’t study and you do.

📓Doesn’t get caught for anything. Like he listens to music in class and no one will know.

📓Will sm!rk if he catches you staring at him.

📓If you two are in music class and you mess up while playing an instrument, he’ll laugh before helping you.

📓He teaches you a lot of secrets about the violin and will k!ss you when the teacher is too busy to look.

⤵︎Studying with him:

📓He is actually pretty smart so if you can’t figure it out, he gives you the answers and you get mad at him.

📓Laughs when you get shit wrong.

📓If you ask him if you’re right he’ll tell you are and then wait till you figure out that he’s lying.

📓He knows how to read stuff in Latin so if you want to know something you’ll ask him but he just tells you perverted sh!t.

📓Like sometimes you’ll catch on and you’ll be mad.

📓”Shu! That’s not even what I’m asking you.”

📓”But it’s what you want to ask me.”

📓”Shut up!”

📓If you two are sitting next to each other his hand is on your thigh, always.

📓Sometimes if you’re doing mental math he’ll just tell you the answer while his eyes are liked closed and he’s relaxing.

📓”X equals 36.”

📓”Shu! I’m trying to figure this out, I don’t want the answer.”

📓If you reach over to grab something on the other side of the table, he will casually lift up the hem of your skirt.

📓“Shu!”

📓“Chill out. I was just checking if you were wearing the matching set today.” He’d say closing his eyes to relax in the chair.

📓“Seriously, someone could see.”

📓“Aww, I thought you liked scandal.”

📓“Yeah the romantic kind, this is perverted!”

Reiji:

⤵︎School with him:

📓You’ll never be late, he makes sure you’re up and ready.

📓Even if you two have sex he’s able to schedule how much time you’ll have.

📓Like he calculates the damn time and doesn’t care if you didn’t climax within that time.

📓“We mustn’t waste too much time. We will have seven minutes.”

📓“But Reiji, can’t we just not look at the time?”

📓“Nonsense, with the data I have collected I have enough to precisely predict your body’s reactions.”

📓“You’ve done what?”

📓“Now, I have laid out this time for us, given that, you should be pleasured enough to release in that amount of time. If you fail to do so you will wait until we have arrived from school.”

📓“But seven is—Ahh!” He wouldn’t give you much time before throwing you on the bed and getting to work.

📓He’ll be very satisfied if he made you cum in like seven mins.

📓And even if he didn’t, it was purposely done to have you wait and ache all day!

📓He’ll totally give you a drug if you didn’t then to make it easier for later.

📓Although he doesn’t always have sex before school that’s only when he’s up really early and has everything ready. And plus it's only if he’s carefully calculated this many, many times and he knows he’ll have time.

📓He checks your uniform all the time to see if you're presenting yourself neatly.

📓Typically points something out just to touch you and adjust it, even if it looked right.

📓If you injure yourself he calls you a clumsy girl and an idiot.

📓One time you actually sprained your ankle after school and kept limping as you two were walking home.

📓Of course you were trying to hide it and not tell Reiji you were injured bc you knew he’d be mad at you.

📓Although he noticed pretty quickly and ended up carrying you home bridal style.

📓And he gets a kick out of it if it’s embarrassing to you.

📓“Reiji, put me down.”

📓There are times when after school he likes to take walks with you at night.

📓Even tho you forget things he always makes sure you have them. Most times.

📓Like if you forget your jacket, a water bottle, umbrella, hairclip, pencil, or a book.

📓There was one time when it was raining during one of your walks after school and he was mad at you for forgetting your umbrella.

📓“What a bother you are, forgetting everything as if you are a child. I told you it would rain, did I not?”

📓“Yes, but I was distracted.” You huffed confessing you forgot, you turned to look at him with your arms crossed, “Still, I’m not a child, Reiji.”

📓He’d grin pulling you closer to him, “Yes, evidently so you are no child. You’re a very . . . irresponsible girl.”

📓You’d scoff hearing this, “And here I was thinking you’d say something worth hearing.” You rolled your eyes about to walk away from him.

📓Before you could walk away he just pulled you in, teasingly asking you, “Did you want me to affectionately tell you what you are to me?”

📓“We’ll it would be nice to hear every once in while.” You snapped back.

📓 “Now why would I tell you something that you are already well aware of? Obviously, if I say so much about you there is an even deeper reason as to why I notice, correct?” He sm!rked, waiting for you to look at him again in the pouring rain and smile.

📓“You can be so complex sometimes.”

📓“Oh, my dear, it’s only for you. Now come here, I do not want my lady cold and drenched because she is simply incompetent.” He smirked, making you scoff as you now approached him to smack his arm playfully.

📓“Reiji!” You’d smile whilst averting your eyes as he laughed at your reaction.

📓Overall, he ends up using his umbrella to cover you both, and you can best bet he’d get his shoulder wet for you.

📓He’s even given you one of his jackets when it was cold outside. Cause you forgot again.

📓Tho he may act mad that you forget things he actually really likes it.

📓Plus I mean in his mind you’re the only one who can be a little stupid and get away with it. It’s kinda like the whole thing of “You can be so dumb, yet for you, I’ll make an exception.” But she’s not dumb she’s just a little carefree which is something he’s not.

📓But he kinda cares less with her, in fact, he’s kinda lively around you. At least when his brothers aren’t present.

📓Sometimes you rush to get ready and he stops you when you reach the front door bc your appearance can be off so he has to do a “thorough check”.

📓He will scold you for getting up late if it happens.

📓You have asked him to ditch school but he takes to much pride in going so he tells you that he promises to leave early that day with you and go on a date instead.

📓But has to fucking attend!

📓When you two are parting and leaving for your next classes, you tend to pull Reiji in by his blazer and give him a goodbye kiss.

📓Then after that he honestly doesn’t want to part.

📓He does sometimes smile at you and pat your head before leaving.

📓And if our bae rei really wants to get soft he'll even kiss your forehead or the side of your temple.

📓If you’re mad at him for the day tho he will put flowers and box of chocolates in your locker as an apology.

📓One very sweet and cute thing about Rei is that he will make his girlfriend cute bento boxes and his brothers are jealous.

⤵︎Class with him:

📓 He is usually paying attention and wants you to do the same.

📓Although he finds himself distracted with you sometimes.

📓Sometimes it’s your focused face that gets him. Or even just when you cross your legs.

📓If he’s sitting next to you he may break the rules of listening to the teacher and lean in to whisper something in your ear.

📓He likes it if you two are partners because that way he can teach you.

📓Especially if it’s science. He will especially love it if you mess up so then he can fix it and help you.

📓When you two are pared up he tends to put one hand on your thigh while the other he has on the paper he is showing you.

📓He will even rub your thigh up and down as long as no one is noticing.

📓Reiji is distracted in class because of you for a good amount of the time.

📓Like he notices so much about you and he literally, practically never takes his eyes off you.

📓But it’s fine because he already knows everything the teacher is saying he doesn’t need to relearn since he has a such good memory as a vampire.

📓So yes you can best bet he’s focused on the girl with the pretty ribbon in her and nothing else.

📓But if he sees you losing focus he finds a way to call you out.

⤵︎Studying with him:

📓He always insists that you study in his lab so he can privately tutor you.

📓Although sometimes you two study in the school's library.

📓But overall as much as Reiji is trying to study and teach you he gets very playful with you.

📓He always makes you guys tea but occasionally the tea he serves is special.

📓I've said this before but orgasm tea is something he created just for you.

📓He slipped it in once and you couldn’t stop yourself and begged him to stop.

📓This @sshole documented how many times you came.

📓Maybe he’d measure the amount honestly.

📓He likes watching you cross your legs to stop it.

📓You were begging him to give you a drug that would stop the feeling but he simply told you he had no cure and that it would wear off in 48 hours.

📓“Reiji, please, just give me the damn cure for this already. Or something.”

📓“Oh, are you not having fun?” He smirked looking up from his lab book.

📓“Seriously, how much longer—a-are you g-going to—ngh! Oh god! Not again!”

📓“I’m only giving you what you asked for dear—pleasure.”

📓“This is anything but pleasure, it’s torture!”

📓He likes it when you’re his test subject and he preferably likes it when you’re naked.

📓“Remove your skirt.” He'd mummer behind your ear.

📓He makes potions for sexual arousal all the time and tests them on you.

📓You’ll be sitting on the counter and he’s in between both of your legs as he gives you something to test.

📓It’s supposed to make you feel sensations at a much more heightened level. He waited a few minutes for it to take effect and then started to run his hands up your skirt until reaching a specific area only to have you act on it quite quickly.

📓“I see it responds quite well.” he'd smirk feeling your underwear get damp.

📓“Reiji!” You'd shriek when being pinned down on his lab table with your arms above your head.

📓Apart from the fact you’re supposed to study he uses you as a test subject as well this way you can help him.

📓Although usually, you find that these lab experiments are anything but related to school, they are mostly just for Rei’s amusement.

📓Has turned you into different animals and you have complained.

📓You’ve even turned him into an animal and it’s been an adventure.

📓He was once a parakeet, who was extremely bratty at times but very fluffy.

📓And ever since then you've begged him to go back into his parakeet form.

📓"Please, just one more time."

📓"Absolutely not."

📓"But you were so cute and fluffy." You’d pout.

📓I have a parakeet who acts just like Reiji so I named him after him and his brother Shu is such a lazy birb its just funny how much DL revolves around my life.

📓So when he’s lecturing and trying to explain something important about your homework you sometimes don’t pay attention so he will hit the desk with the ruler to have you wake up.

📓It's mostly because he enjoys your shocked expression.

📓But if he really wants to get playful he uses his ruler or his whip if you don't listen or get the answer right.

📓I've headcanonded this with @mikalara-dracula that Rei smacks your @ss with the ruler if you get the answer wrong.

📓"So then the answer would be no solution."

📓"What on earth are you talking about?"

📓"Oh, it's not right?"

📓"No, it isn't." He'd say pushing up his glasses as he grabbed his ruler.

📓He'd sigh before approaching you closer, "Stand up."

📓"Wha–"

📓"Do not face me." He'd whisper in your ear with his hands on the back of your shoulders before using his ruler.

📓He does like it if you complain about the pain.

📓Even if you just space out he'll do it.

📓"Reiji!"

📓"Pay attention!"

📓Oh gosh, if you end up moaning from the pain or make a sound that sounds suggestive he can't control himself.

📓One time you two were studying at a table, sitting in the two armchairs. You turned to get up and grab a book and when you bent down to get it he saw the opportunity to use his ruler.

📓He always wants you to use your brain so as you can expect that for a break you play chess.

📓But not just any kind, strip chess.

📓It’s just plain embarrassing. You lose every time.

📓“But I’m no good at this game you win all the time.”

📓“It is to exercise your brain, Y/n. Now please make the effort.”

📓“No, Reiji, it exercises your brain, but it leaves me naked and exhausted.”

📓“If you end up being exposed all the time it is simply because you haven’t learned yet. You know I cannot rest when you haven’t learned something I’ve taught you yet.”

📓“I think the only thing I’ve learned from this is that I’m more flexible than I think.” You’d mumble turning red.

📓“Yes, that has been a remarkable study. Of course, it never hurts to test such a theory again.” He’d smirk whilst you avert your eyes.

📓“Now, try to apply what I’ve taught you.”

📓“Okay, your move now.” You’d say, feeling confident about what you did.

📓You only managed to get rid of his blazer and tie.

📓Once it was his turn he’d sigh before winning again and taking another pawn of yours. Seeing this you sighed and were about to unzip your skirt but he stopped you.

📓“Come here.” He’d grin, putting his hands on your hips as he slid your skirt off.

📓While studying he presses his body against yours when teaching you how to use something.

📓Or even when correcting you with your pencil.

📓In this moment he will even put his hand on the back of your thigh and trail up your skirt and hook his fingers in your panties.

📓He’ll even use this as an opportunity to suck your blood.

📓In fact when he does or when you’re reading, he usually creeps on your shoulder and planting a kiss before biting you but tells you to continue reading anyway.

📓He sometimes makes the excuse that your collar is messed up in the back so he will have you turn around only to kiss your neck, making you surprised and even call him out.

📓Sex in his lab.

📓It’s not all the time but when provoked enough he will.

Laito:

⤵︎School with him:

📓 sex before, during, and after school.

📓He really likes it if you wear a leg garter to school with your outfit.

📓Or if your blouse is really open.

📓He really likes it if you don’t wear any underwear for the day.

📓It will bother him all day at school.

📓He lets you wear his fur jacket to school so everyone knows you're his.

📓Plus it’s also cause he worries about you getting cold.

📓You usually take a bath before getting ready and so he likes seeing you relax while he gets ready.

📓In fact he’ll usually sit next to you by the tub and talk to you. And he’d kiss your forehead before helping you in a towel.

📓I know he’s very sexual but if he’s your bf there are times when he’s less sexual.

📓But you’ll easily get him to be sexual if you take his hat away and wear it on the way to school.

📓Buys you macarons and you eat them at school together.

📓Will sometimes skip school and have you tag along so you two can go on dates.

📓He likes to be on the rooftop and talk to you about a lot of things.

📓 It's also where the two of you make out and have a lot of fun.

📓Keeps explicit pictures of you two in his locker.

📓But would be mad if someone saw them.

📓During the limo ride, he likes to put his hand up your skirt.

📓And this is where Subaru tells him to knock it off.

📓Sometimes plays the piano at school and you like to lean on his shoulder.

⤵︎Class with him:

📓Gosh, he teases so much.

📓He winks at you from afar in class.

📓Wishes you’d sit on his lap during class but you’ve gotten into trouble for it.

📓“It doesn’t matter what the teacher wants. We’re in love.”

📓Speaking of which you two were kicked out of class when making out during lecture.

📓And Rei was so embarrassed and very upset.

📓“Do you have anything to say for yourself?”

📓“But Reiji we’re in love. It’s only natural, you know that.”

📓When you two are about to go your separate ways for classes he can be quite petty, saying he only wants to go to the classes that you're in.

📓So you make sure to have him wait in anticipation the next time he sees you.

📓If you sit next to him in class he whispers dirty things in your ear.

📓Would be so turned on if you put your hand on his thigh and whisper things into his ear.

📓Honestly, wouldn't mind having sex at school.

📓"Ohh are you going to play teacher? And I will be the naughty student."

📓Of course his dream would be short-lived as he only got to unbutton his shirt because one of his brothers came in.

📓He likes watching you during P.E. its to the point where he will end up tripping.

⤵︎Studying with him:

📓He likes brain teasers so he sometimes has you do crossword puzzles with him while you sit on his lap.

📓“Y’know baby, I think I need some help with this crossword. Would you mind instructing me?”

📓“Instruct you?” You’d deviously smile. “I wouldn’t mind at all.”

📓I don’t think there is a particular subject he likes but he may like English because he will try to have you read erotic novels.

📓Or even if it is something like science he will tell you to use him as an example for anatomy.

📓Especailly when you’re talking about the reproductive system.

📓If you’re confused about a body part he’d use a pointer to direct you to where its located on your body.

📓From the way this is all going it sorta ends up with him pinning you to the floor and having his hand on your chest.

📓Will have his arms wrapped around you and tries to take your skirt off.

📓Might even try to finger you if you’re in his lap.

📓Instead of studying, Laito will begin to procrastinate by putting salsa or tango music and beginning to dance with you in the living room

📓And if you don’t know how to dance either of those, he’s more than happy to instruct you.

📓He blasts the music so loud that it ends up with Reiji coming into the living room and scolding the both of you.

📓And if it’s not Reiji, it’s Subaru and he ends up dissing and telling Laito to turn it down.

📓In fact, Subaru will just break the radio.

📓Sometimes you like to study on your bed and you’ll just be reading your textbook and Laito feels the need to look down at your slightly unbuttoned blouse.

📓And you can definitely bet that you two have gotten kicked out of the library too.

📓He has some weird fetish of having sex in there and getting caught.

📓You once were in there after hours and he tried to initiate that.

📓“Laito we’ll get in trouble.”

📓“Aww, but where’s your spirit, baby? If we stop here I can’t control myself on the ride home. You wouldn’t keep me waiting would you?”

📓“Hmmm, now that you mention it. I’m so tempted to leave you hanging.”

Kanato:

⤵︎School with him:

📓He is usually the one to wake up his princess. He doesn't like it if you get up first.

📓But you two usually don’t get out of bed super fast because of all of the lazy kisses he keeps planting on your shoulders.

📓And from how much he plays with you in bed it's difficult to just get ready in general.

📓Kanato does help you get ready and makes sure you look pretty too.

📓So he tells you to take a bath and relax and all that but afterwards he’s doing your hair and make-up.

📓And he’s pretty gentle with all of this.

📓While he’s doing your make-up he sometimes steals a kiss, at least when putting on soft pink eyeshadow since your eyes are closed.

📓Once he’s done giving you soft curls he will place a kiss on your cheek to say he’s finished.

📓I swear he'd put a bow in your hair.

📓In the limo ride you usually rest your head on his shoulder and if you don't he gently puts a hand around your head and has you rest on his shoulder.

📓So either way your head rests on his shoulder.

📓Likes to play with your hand and nails as he holds your hand in the limo ride.

📓However if one of his brothers points out that he's being sweet he will get upset.

📓“My, my, aren’t you sweet Kanato. Your care for her is adorable.” Laito would tease only for Kanato to get upset.

📓“And my patience for you is thin, screw off.”

📓He likes to kiss you on the cheek as you two are walking to class, or just before you head into a class you don’t have with him.

📓Holds your backpack and usually puts a gift in there or a letter for you to read.

📓Though, he sometimes likes to tease and keep your backpack from you.

📓“Hey, give it.” You’d smile, as he kept keeping it from you.

📓“Follow me then.” He’d smirk.

📓So you may have to run after him for your backpack.

📓“Kanato, give it back. We have to go to class.”

📓Kisses you in the hallway and doesn’t care if it blocks a line.

📓He buys sweets from the cafeteria but tends to eat yours but will share it with you, mouth to mouth of course.

📓Would love it if you made him a lunch box cake.

📓As much as it seems that he’d like you to feed him, he loves to feed you even more.

📓Mostly because he gets the excuse to have you in his lap and be in his arms so he can feed you.

📓He especially loves it if he can get you to blush about the situation and even shy away.

📓No one should dare to hit on you tho. He will give them the biggest death glare while pulling you close to him.

📓Cause we all know how paranoid he is about cheating.

⤵︎Class with him:

📓He likes it when you sit next to him but doesn’t mind if you sit from far because that way he can admire you.

📓However if you set next to him he has a lot more fun.

📓He likes to put his hand on your thigh and rubs it.

📓He even trails up your skirt to have his hand in between your legs which causes you to give him a look.

📓When this happens he usually just whispers things into your ear.

📓“I’ll have you begging later.”

📓He would try to suck your blood in class between you and remind you that he can’t do that. And he gets a little annoyed.

📓If someone is staring at you in class he won’t hesitate to call them out.

📓He is like your bodyguard.

📓He sometimes messes with your hair since you two sit in the back row of class.

📓Especially if you have ribbons in your hair he likes to pull on them.

📓He also likes to put things in your backpack, usually notes about how you look pretty.

📓He really just observes you and gets lost in doing it.

📓If he is sitting next to you and the teacher is busy, he steals a kiss from you.

⤵︎Studying with him:

📓He literally might make you study in a cemetery.

📓Wants raspberry pudding or he cannot concentrate. Period.

📓He’s not that great with grades so you probably help him.

📓Although when it comes to a language like Italian or some other romance languages, he can be helpful.

📓Since he had a spell in Italian I’m now thinking he might know the language soooo….

📓Yeah, this would be his strong suit and he’d be helpful but also teasing.

📓“You know, one phrase people use is ‘dammi un bacio.’ Go on, try it say it now.” He’d say, acting sincere.

📓“. . . uh . . . dammi un bacio?”

📓“You’re a really needy girl, Y/n. Well, if that’s what you want then.” He’d smirk.

📓”“Huh? wait--” You cupping your face with his hands and pulling you in for a kiss.

📓You’d push him off in shock and utter embarrassment, “You tricked me!” You’d pout, making him laugh.

📓He’d push strands of hair away from your face as you’re reading and then kiss you.

📓If he gets really in the mood he will bite your lips.

📓And you’ll get him going if you have your hands on his chest or shoulder.

📓He can be very distracting, he sometimes licks your ear.

📓May try to initiate sex if you two are somewhere peaceful and he wants to do something.

📓Seriously this gremlin has sex a lot and it’s just so surprising.

📓He usually isn’t able to concentrate but if you can he loves to disrupt your focus by telling you what you’re like in bed.

📓I know this seems out of character but after he had sex with Yui, he was talking to her about what she was like and what she did. So I think he’d use this to his own advantage.

📓I could see him shamelessly saying this stuff to you.

📓“You always make such soft sounds.”

📓“Stop! I’m trying to study.”

📓“Stop studying and do something with me.”

📓“I can’t!”

📓A few minutes later he’d just try again, “Your expressions were so cute last time--”

📓“Quit it! It’s gross.”

📓“You know when you try to lie it's cute.”

📓“I’m not.”

📓While studying he sometimes gives you gifts. He once gifted you a small teddy bear keychain.

📓When he reads he has reading glasses so you will witness a rare sight with this.

Ayato:

⤵︎School with him:

📓Gosh you two are always late to school.

📓You sometimes miss school too because he ditches and wants you to tag along.

📓He has tried to make you tie his shoe but you tell him he can do it himself.

📓You’ve offered to help him tie his tie, but he says he likes the way he keeps it.

📓If you can’t open your locker and he can, he feels like such a man.

📓But would be butt hurt if you ended up learning how because he doesn’t have an excuse to tease you about how to use a lock.

📓You’re probably a cheerleader for the school and he brags about you all the time.

📓He always wants you to come to his practice tho.

📓And he loves watching you cheer.

📓It literally distracts him from the game, and sometimes his own teammates yell at him in the middle of a game.

📓And it’s just really funny, he’d probably even run into a pole because he’s so distracted.

📓He sometimes tells you to wait until everyone is done in the locker room so you two can make out.

📓He is very shameless about PDA and holds your hand when you two are walking in the hall.

📓He literally plays tag with you during track.

📓He also likes watching you stretch before running.

📓Ties your shoes.

📓Likes watching you do sports.

📓Ayato gets in fights at school and you do get mad at him.

📓He will teach you how to play basketball if you don’t know how and loves messing around.

📓Ayato will put his hands on your waist when he’s trying to teach you how to shoot the ball.

📓Has made you win sometimes.

📓He occasionally stares at you and doesn't even realize it.

⤵︎Class with him:

📓Pretty obnoxious, especially with his friends.

📓Insists that you’re his partner and would tell the teacher he wants it to be changed if you two are not partners for a certain project.

📓In cooking class he has you do everything.

📓All he does is eat.

📓He depends on you for answers to any quiz, test, exam or homework assignment.

📓“Psst, what’s the answer?” He’d whisper.

📓“Ayato, figure it out.” You’d say hushing him to not cheat.

📓Will ask a teacher if another teacher is chill.

📓He is very loud and tries to troll the teacher in class, especially if he can derail them and homework ends up getting canceled.

📓He embarrasses you by being so obnoxious so you sometimes pretend you don’t know him.

📓Is competitive with you in p.e..

📓Tells other guys that they can’t sit next to you cause the seat is taken.

📓He makes you get into detention.

📓He eats candy in class and tries to offer you some but you tell him to put it away.

📓Will laugh if you fall asleep in class or in study hall.

📓And with this, he will even poke your face or possibly draw on your face.

📓And then you will be so mad.

📓He has a secret handshake with you it looks like this.

⤵︎Studying with him:

📓It’s just so chaotic.

📓He brings snacks and gets food on the homework.

📓He plays with your hair.

📓And with your bra strap if it’s showing.

📓He will poke your boob if you’re stretching and you get so upset with him.

📓Because he is taller he tries to look down your shirt and see your boobs if he can.

📓When you get really focused he likes to poke your face.

📓And always leans back in his chair.

📓Just be aware he is really dumb and so you will be tutoring him.

📓Oh gosh and if you wear glasses he takes them away and you have to chase him to get them back.

📓Or worse, he teases you about looking like his brother Reiji if you wear glasses.

📓”That’s insulting!” You’d say.

📓He sometimes calls Reiji for help because he doesn’t know what to do.

📓However most times he tries to figure things out with you.

📓He makes the excuse to go on break all the time.

📓Is usually bugging you to spending time with him and ditch studying or to give him your blood.

📓“C’mon, do something for Ore-samma at least.” He’d whine.

📓“No oreo, I’m busy.” You’d answer, trying to read still.

📓“Fine, I’m taking the book away then.” He’d say snatching you textbook from you.

📓“Ayato, stop! I need that.”

📓“Then come chase me for it.” He’d grin.

📓“Ayato I’m not chasing you for a textbook.” You’d cross your arms, glaring at him.

📓“Aww too bad then.”

📓“Fine, then no kisses for you.” You’d state.

📓“Whatever.” He’d brush it off, thinking it wasn’t the worst.

📓“And no boob grab.” You’d say, finally getting him to lower his guard down with the book in his hand.

📓“Hey, hold on a sec--”

📓“Hah! I got it.” You’d shout, snatching the book away.

📓“Wha--hey, c’mere you little-” He’d grin, tackling you to the floor just to tickle you.

📓“Stop!”

Subaru:

⤵︎School with him:

📓You constantly tell him you have school and he tells you five more minutes each time.

📓At some point he even tells you to go on your own.

📓You of course try to pull him out of his coffin but he is so heavy.

📓This gives him the excuse to pull you in instead.

📓“C’mon Subaru, we have to go to sch---Ahh!” You’d shriek by his hand pulling you into his coffin.

📓“Shut up, and forget school.”

📓It’s usually pretty awkward considering how your body is pushed up against his.

📓So this always gives him the excuse to grab your ass.

📓Sometimes he gets up on his own but it’s pretty rare.

📓Usually you’ll have try to get him out of bed.

📓You’ve thrown water on him before and he’s gotten mad.

📓It’s rare but sometimes you tell him you’re going to shower and for some reason he has the energy to get up because he wants to join you.

📓Tries to be in the room when you change.

📓And will hide your skirt from you.

📓”Subaru I can’t find my skirt.” You’d say, looking around the room.

📓He’d shrug with a grin on his face, “Guess you’re gonna have to go without it.”

📓Being fed up with him, you’d say, “Find. Then give me your pants.”

📓He holds your skirt up high from you so you’re unable to reach it.

📓“Give it back, I have to get dressed.” You’d explain being in only your blouse and underwear.

📓“Then take it.” He’d grin, holding it out to you only to take it back.

📓You’d roll your eyes at him only for him to add, “Wait. First, turn around.” He’d smirk.

📓“No! I need to go to school.”

📓“Alright then, good luck getting this back.”

📓“Ugh fine,” you’d say turning around as he approached the back of you, “Now give it back.”

📓“Okay, here.” He’d grin playing with the seam of your underwear that rests on your ass only to pull it back and have it slap against your skin.

📓“Subaru!”

📓You two usually take the limo and are pretty quiet but he sometimes listens to music and gives you the other earbud.

📓He tries to make excuses to have you sit in his lap.

📓When you get up from a seat he has a habit of pulling your skirt.

📓One time he ripped your skirt, he says it was on accident but you can’t believe him.

📓You were so mad at him that day.

📓And he just took advantage of that by teasing you.

📓“Heh, bet you were hoping I’d rip it more.” He’d smirk.

📓“Shut up!” You’d shout.

📓“I could just rip your shirt and make it even.” He’d add.

📓“Quit it!”

📓He sometimes carries your bag for you but makes fun of the charms you have on it.

📓“Tch, thought only kids had these.”

📓“Shows how old you are.” You’d tease.

📓“Watch it.”

📓If you did your hair, he’s going to mess it up. Like if you put a ribbon in it, he’s going to pull it out.

📓He walks with you at school but never really hand in hand.

📓He prefers you walk beside him but you sometimes hug one of his arms.

📓Just to annoy him.

📓But he also likes to walk with his arm around your waist or with a hand on your ass.

📓His locker is far away from yours but he comes by and will make fun of your locker if it looks cute or has girly things in it.

📓It would secretly warm his heart/get him cocky if you have a photo of you two in your locker.

📓Likes towering over you and corning you against the lockers.

📓Literally blocks your way to class in the hall cause he’s that annoying.

📓Will fight a guy if he’s hitting on you.

📓He sometimes walks home and doesn’t wait for you.

📓Subaru walks so fast it’s unfair.

📓Literally makes fun of you for being slow and says he’ll suck your blood if you’re too slow.

📓“Not my fault you can’t keep up.”

📓“You have long legs, asshole.”

📓”Heh, and yours are easily opened.”

📓”Shut up!” You’d say playfully hitting him, leaving him to laugh.

📓While walking home, he might even try to ditch you and sneak up behind and give you a scare just to piss you off.

📓If on the way back home there’s a shopping square and you wanna stop by for a while, he’s a little annoyed but doesn’t mind it too much.

📓You make him carry the bags lmao and he can’t help but complain.

📓“I thought we were going home.”

📓“Well yeah, but you’re also gonna play bellhop along the way.”

⤵︎Class with him:

📓He likes to kick your seat and tug at your hair just to annoy you.

📓He stares at you from behind.

📓Subaru is the kind of guy who will stare at you in class but then will look away when you look.

📓He’s literally so annoying he “accidentally” drops his pencil and knows you’ll pick it up.

📓This is all just for him to get a view of your ass

📓In P.E. he watches you stretch or practice dance.

📓And if he’s your partner he makes a lot of comments while he’s helping you stretch.

📓“You know this position makes you look really vulnerable.”

📓”Shut up!”

📓Sometimes during P.E. he likes to mess around and pick you up.

📓“Stop put me down!”

📓He’d literally drop you or act like he would but then he’d stop you from getting hurt.

📓He won’t admit it but he likes giving you a piggyback ride when you walk back home.

📓And he’ll tell you you’re heavy just to make you upset.

📓Calls you pipsqueak if you’re a lot shorter than him and you argue with him.

📓Honestly whenever your mad at him he loves calling you that.

📓He’ll even say it in the hall with other people around, “C’mon pipsqueak, I didn’t mean it.”

📓“Don’t call me that.” You’d frown, walking to your other class.

📓Sometimes he tries to ditch you to make you upset but you usually just find it as a way to do some girl stuff you haven’t been able to do.

📓He passes you notes in class and it usually annoys you or makes you blush.

📓They say things like, “nice ass” or “what color is your bra?”

📓Likes it when the teacher calls you out because after class he can say that you were being a bad girl.

⤵︎Studying with him:

📓Hides your textbook or pencil to keep you from studying.

📓He tells you the only way you’ll get it is through staying over for the night.

📓Always tries to sneak a hand up your skirt and rub your thigh.

📓He especially likes it if you bend down or if you're trying to get a book from a high shelf because he can lift your skirt up.

📓If you’re wearing a low-cut top and you stretch across the table to get something he will just admire the view.

📓He’d literally try to aim his eraser in between your boobs.

📓When you’re reading he likes to come behind you and grope your boobs just to catch you off guard.

📓When you’re trying to write stuff on your paper he likes to pepper your face and neck with kisses, especially if you're ticklish.

📓Literally loves it if you’re ticklish and will poke your sides all the time when you’re trying to figure something out.

📓He will fake yawn when you’re explaining just to get you to glare at him.

📓You doodle on your page and he makes fun of you.

📓“Aww, are you drawing me?” He’d tease.

📓If you are working on the whiteboard or blackboard he can be so annoying so you sometimes write things on the board as a response to him.

📓Hence the photo in the mood board.

📓And he just laughs.

📓When he knows the answer and you don’t he tries to confuse you.

📓You two don’t really get to study.

📓If you bring or make snacks he just steals them from you.

📓He copies your answers since he doesn’t really care.

Kino:

⤵︎School with him:

📓You two are late more than half of the time.

📓And he will blame you and you just glare at him.

📓He wants you to make him lunch and you sometimes do.

But if he makes you mad, you end up making it inedible. Just depends on how mad you are and what he did.

📓Although it is pretty rare you usually tell him to order some from the cafeteria.

📓Ties your shoes, he likes doing it for some reason.

📓Likes listening to some albums with you in the car.

📓And he’ll definitely change the song that you like on purpose.

📓You take his blazer sometimes when you’re cold.

📓He likes to skateboard to school and so you are either learning how to skateboard or you already know how.

📓Would laugh so hard if you fell though. Like, he’d be a total ass about it.

📓And if by chance he caught it on film, he’s fuckin’ posting it.

📓Oh no, dude. He sucks.

📓Because he’s on his smartphone a lot he likes to take videos during your walks and so you’re on his vlogs a lot.

📓“Hey babe, say hi to everyone.”

📓You’d just roll your eyes at him and being fed up with his bs.

📓Likes to ditch school and pressures you to go with him to the skate park or arcade in town.

📓He is always on his phone though and he definitely likes to take photos of the two of you.

📓If you’re mad at him and you walk by him in the hall he will randomly smack your ass to get your attention.

📓“You know I’m still mad at you!”

📓“What? I thought you were over it.”

📓Tries to grab your ass when you two are sitting on a bench.

📓Complains that he hasn’t seen then you in a while but it’s only been an hour since last period.

📓“I haven’t seen you in a while.” He’d whine, giving you a kiss.

📓“Kino, I saw you an hour ago.”

📓Follows you around, even in the girl’s bathroom.

📓“Uh ladies' room, Kino.”

📓He makes out with you to make you late to class.

📓Being his girlfriend means you will be in the principal’s office often.

📓And you usually have to bail him out, but sometimes he gets you in trouble.

📓He takes the blame but he sometimes blames it on you.

📓Like one time the principal caught you two making out in the hall when class was in session and Kino just blamed you.

📓“Sir, it’s all her fault. She was all over me, I couldn’t stop her. I didn’t think it was right to put my hands on a girl either.”

📓You’re honestly so embarrassed you can’t even look at him when he was the one who started it. In fact, you're upset but the principal knows that this is just Kino being an idiot and you’re innocent.

📓In the cafeteria if you guys have some food that he doesn’t like he will rub it on your cheek or nose.

📓Only shares his guava juice with you.

📓Would fling your tray across the room if he saw that the cafeteria was serving sausages.

📓“Kino, that was my food.”

📓“It doesn’t matter, just have my bread.”

📓Gets into food fights with Ayato and they get you involved which is one of the reasons why you get into trouble.

📓If Ayato doesn’t have a girlfriend, Kino likes to piss him off by kissing you in front of him.

⤵︎Class with him:

📓Always gets you in trouble.

📓Makes sure you both get into detention.

📓Plays with your hair.

📓“Stop it.” You’d turn around to slap his hand away.

📓when the teacher hands back tests and he gets a higher score he is very annoying about it.

📓I mean he gets so in your face about it that if you have food nearby you’ll throw it at him.

📓If he’s sitting next to you in class and the desks keep you two very close he tries to touch your ass.

📓While you are focused in class he will carefully untie your shoelaces and have you trip once you get up.

📓This way he has the excuse to catch you and say, “See? What would you do without me?”

📓Other times he’ll have you fall and then help you up.

📓If you’re in class and he’s not there he approaches the window and makes funny faces to try to get you to laugh.

📓He will sometimes mouth perverted things and you flip him off.

📓And it's all fun and games till the teacher asks what’s going on.

📓The teacher does separate you two often because Kino is so annoying that you get distracted and he will continue to pester you even if you’re far away, he will just text you in that case.

📓He literally spams and sexts you too much.

📓If the teacher catches on he makes the excuse that he can’t think without you.

📓“But you don’t understand, I can’t focus without her.”

📓And this just causes you to bury your face in embarrassment.

📓 Afterwards you won’t talk to him when you get out of class.

📓If you have extra curricular activities he will be there to embarrass you.

⤵︎Studying with him:

📓Super obnoxious, rather than studying he’s making vines or scrolling through TikTok.

📓And he tries to include you in them.

📓“Babe, come over here and try this dance with me.”

📓“Kino, seriously?”

📓“C’mon it’ll be fun.” He’d say, hoping to convince you.

📓The only way to get him to study is through putting consequences if he gets the answer wrong.

📓And they have to be sexual to have him get interested.

📓“Ah man, this stuff is lame.”

📓“Yeah, well what if I told you that for every right answer you can do whatever you want?”

📓“So you’re like applying a game to it? Alright, that’s kinda sick, so whenever you make a mistake I get to punish you.”

📓“I didn’t say it was sexual.”

📓“It is now.”

📓He sometimes reads porn magzines instead of studying and you are so annoyed.

📓“Man, I didn’t know you could do this. Hey, take look a this.” He’d say, handing the book to you.

📓“No!” You’d argue, pushing the it away.

📓“What? It’s interesting. C’mon you should really take a look at this.”

📓“No Kino. Gosh, I regret telling you to study. Just play a game.”

📓“But I wanna play with you.”

📓 “Kino!”

📓He honestly can never be silent either, he always wants to talk.

📓Overall, you really can’t study with him.

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