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sunnibits · 1 year
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love comes in the form of my family effortlessly making food accommodations for me btw. if you even care.
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yorshie · 6 months
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Heyy idk if you've already done it but can I request clothes that the bayverse boys just love seeing you in? Like besides lingerie (though who doesn't like a cute lingerie) I mean like more mundanish things. A certain pair of shorts/pants/skirt, a certain dress or top, a certain color of clothing. Something along those lines, yk?
Maybe it accentuates a certain part of your body, maybe he just thinks it looks cute. Idk. It doesn't necessarily turn him on (although... hehe) He just can't tear his eyes away/stop stealing glances the second he sees it, and you just know he's getting extra flustered if you catch him gawking 🤭
Hey Nonnie! Thank you for sending this in, I had a lot of fun imagining what each one of the turtles would like- I even asked some other writers what their thoughts were because it was such a fun ask!
The ask I sent to another writer - oops forgot to add this so the context makes sense lol
Donatello
DonBon gets flustered whenever he sees you in his color. He’s not partial to a particular way of dress in the grand scheme of things, as long as it’s some shade of purple, you’ve got his attention. But the thing that would really draw him to a complete stop, is glasses. Even if you donned a lens free pair, he’s going to stop and do a double glance, taken by the way the frames bring attention to your eyes. If you coupled the glasses with a purple shirt or an oversized hoodie, he’s going to go out of his way to get his hands on the material, though don’t be fooled, his real goal is studying you. 
Raph
Raphie’s weakness is anything feminine. If it's floofy and a more "girlie" color, he's all on board. While he does love seeing you in his color, the one time you managed to get him to walk head first into a door because he wasn’t paying attention was while wearing a pastel skirt with a petticoat underneath. He likes the way the fabric swishes when you walk, likes how he gets a peek at thighs and calves when you move. He’s an absolute sucker for embroidered patterns and soft fabrics that give him an excuse to study the way your clothes drape and fall on your figure.
Mikey
Angelo likes your comfy clothes. He loves matching PJ sets and lounge wear, the kind that lets him catch a glimpse of your stomach when you raise your hands up over your head, whose sleeves you have to either constantly push up or the tanks that leave your shoulders bare. He’s going to get possessive if it’s any shade of orange, but he’s not too picky. If it’s your favorite, it’s his favorite by proxy, and he revels in the fact that you’re feeling good enough to be comfortable around him. Bonus points if he gets to feel how soft and well worn the fabric is during cuddling.
Leo
Blue likes it when you dress up, likes silk and velvet and tactile fabric that clings to you, loves it when you wear dresses and blouses. If it’s his color, from the darkest navy to a light robin’s egg blue, he’s going to make it a point to inform you how beautiful you look, going to use the praise as cover to rest his hand low on your back. If you’ve dressed up especially for him, he’s not going to even try and hide the way he’s got his eyes on you. Splinter finds it amusing that even his voice can’t shake his eldest out of his thoughts when his attention is centered on you.
All Four
Alright, listen, this Is probably the part that’s a little more risqué than the rest of these, but those that know, will understand what I’m talking about. 
There’s a certain type of nightgown, modest in itself, that usually has a scoop collar and hits somewhere around the mid thigh length. It can be a lighter, warm weather fabric that floats around you, or a denser, winter weave that clings more to trap heat. Patterned, or solid color, it doesn’t matter, but everyone that has one of these knows exactly what I’m talking about. There is no faster way to make a man sit up and pay attention, then to wear it, and the turtles are no exception. It’s not sexy, at least not by today’s standards, but there’s just something about it that draws their eyes and will have them following after you.
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audiblehush · 17 hours
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Listen, I’m on the “I’ll believe it when I see it” train with all these inconsistent S3 rumors because 1) LOL the fucking Sun, people, really?! and 2) “Well, the friend of my friend said… and they’re really reliable! Trust me!” 🙄
But even if it all ends up being true: I’ve already seen a handful of great posts talking about no, it’s NOT actually harming Colin’s character, thanks, and would make a lot of sense from what we know about where he’s at mentally so far - I’ll try not to rehash stuff they’ve already argued really well… and probably fail once i get going 😬
But I would also like to throw out that canonically… Book!Colin ALSO had experience prior to his relationship with Penelope?? Not to rakeish levels, but yeah, he had sexual encounters with women… That he then specifically mentions as meaning NOTHING once he compares it to what he has with Penelope because with her there is actual LOVE built over YEARS of INTIMACY.
And since Show!Colin is markedly younger than his book counterpart, it would make sense that this is something he is exploring, whether the initial choice is through coercion from his brother(s), or because he is curious, or… whatever he reason is?? It doesn’t matter??
He’s YOUNG. Being young means being curious about sex! It often means learning over time the difference between mere physicality vs intimacy. Learning about sex can be messy, confusing, wonderful, terrible, mediocre, not what you thought it’d be, etc etc etc.
Regardless of if we’re taking about Penelope OR Colin: Context is everything and WE. DON’T. HAVE. ANY. YET.
Penelope has her own coping mechanism for what she’s dealing with on her own throughout the show with LW; why is Colin any different, whether that’s drinking, tea, sex, etc? He’s clearly exploring different aspects of himself and finding what appeals or doesn’t appeal to him. And that’s normal!!
The IRONY of people claiming they’re furious at Colin treating women like sex toys… when that’s exactly how some people view Colin for Penelope. He is more than a prop for her! Their whole story is that they choose each other after years of self discovery and recognition of each others true selves… ALL of their past experiences included.
Even if the rumored second instance is true… 1) it would clearly be used as a way to prove that he’s miserable and NEEDS love and Pen and intimacy and 2) characters make mistakes... often ones they learn from. Pen has made her fair share of poor choices, too. Colin has and WILL make mistakes because that is what interesting, developing characters do, yet y’all act like he is unforgivable for being given his own plot scenes. He is NOT just there to have sex with Penelope!! He is a character outside of his romance with his own struggles to grapple with!
Also, please be real - this was SO NORMAL for men during this era, especially at his age! Why are MODERN DAY AUDIENCES acting so fucking scandalized?? One or two instances doesn’t even make him a real rake, ESPECIALLY if it’s being framed as him realizing it isn’t what he ultimately wants! Why are you even watching this show if something like this is so offensive to you?!
If all this ends up being accurate (which again, I doubt), I will admit I’ll probably be picky about how it’s handled… but I’ve always felt that way about this pairing in the short time I’ve been in the fandom.
But I NEED people to chill the fuck out until the season actually airs. You’re lambasting something you HAVEN’T EVEN SEEN YET.
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ok so i accidentally deleted the draft but a while back an anon asked me basically saying they had read Gone (are the Days) and wanted other good fanfic recs. and this was my response LMAO
hmm !! this may surprise you but i actually don’t consume that much fanfic. partially because i’m picky, partially bc i tend to consume content slowly or bounce around a lot, etc
i will say a general tip is to sort by bookmarks or kudos to get the good stuff and filter by specific tags as well! like i just read mage pride which is the top bookmarked item in the viravos tag and it was definitely worth the hype!!
if you enjoyed gone are the days,
you’d probably like the Professor Next Door by detectiphoenix (also a professor au but high school teachers!) besides that, here are some viravos fanfic i’ve enjoyed, off the top of my head:
(for context i’m not hyper into smut personally or try to find variety/creativity and i’m biased towards certain things lol but)
VIRAVOS FICS I LOVED <3
Mage Pride by luminiex - This is the top bookmarked fic in the viravos tag, and for good reason! While it is written after S2 and has more sympathetic Aaravos than in canon, it is still very well done in my opinion. I also love whatever it takes by them, it’s great if you don’t like smut too! Aaravos and Viren living together in this plane together lives rent free in my head 😭 I also love their fic where Aaravos gets to meet Viren’s family :)
Recidivism by indefensibleselfindulgence/ @iamalivenow - the viren characterization is everything, it takes place in s2 prison era, and it’s very humorous!
The Sound of His Voice by portmanteau_press - very very cool setup/worldbuilding concept i think
Constellation of the Heart by @yurayuramiharin - This fic is one of my absolute favorites and has inspired some of the art I’ve done as well! As someone who loves vintage & goth subculture & IS a baby bat in college I feel like I resonate with it really well! I love the taking of the worldbuilding of the dragon prince recontextualized in a college setting and the way Aaravos was actually an inspiration for Bowie & caused Viren to question his sexuality!! It’s so deliciously perfect but sadly unfinished, but I would say it’s still definitely worth the read! It doesn’t really end on a cliffhanger either, just one of the best burns ever 😁
Touch of a Star by @detectiphoenix - really unique take on what it’s like to touch Aaravos, I adore it sm and think about it everyday too. Fluffy S5 extrapolation/continuation
To Serve or Slaughter by beastlybrooke - viravos recontextualized as vampires like castlevania my other recent fixation? sign me up. it’s interesting how viren’s prejudice towards elves is recast as a prejudice towards vampires, and aaravos’s fight towards the elves and view towards humans i love it everything
honorary mention ficlets:
the stars they lie by rikku - this is short but i really like the way they incorporate virrow and mindgames, as well as enby aaravos :)
Checkmate by @thrandilf is also short and sweet but i adore it, i think about the alternate versions of the s5 trailer sm and even tried writing my own a few times but they never went that far but yeah i love it and they have other fics that are great too
respect his decision by @vestaldestroyer because aaravos didn’t have to revive viren s4 but he did and ughgghhghh while i don’t think he cares that much cause he might have just been using the revival as a way in with claudia and continuation of all that, there’s always that off chance and he doesn’t even realize how attached he is and love is just that huge when you’re that old and powerful, large enough to move mountains and yeah </3
i’d put my own can you stay by @self-spaghettification but that’d seem a bit unfair lol
there’s probably others i’ve yet to read or that are cool but i don’t remember or that have some good parts but are kind of iffy imo but those are the only ones i can think of off the top of my head i’m sorry </3
but i’ve also have been compiling a list of fic ratings on a google doc and uhh its not really sharable in any way, but a while ago I also had a website concept where people could share fic ratings like goodreads but for ao3 with some other site inspo in the mix that i spent a few hours sketching out the concept of but idk if i should share but yeah :)
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skelletonscloset · 5 months
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Ok- I have a request for a small RE fic. It’s been burning a hole in my brain: something where Leon comes back from a mission or something with some serious injuries and the reader (who maybe has some kind of medical background or smth??) has to like- convince him to let them take care of him.
Idk I’m honestly not super picky I just think it would such an interesting idea for like- angst but also comfort yk? Literally go wild
OMGGGG thank you soooo much for this Resident Evil request!! i lovedddd writing it!! i hope you enjoy!
Warnings: Mild language and depiction of wounds.
Angst/comfort
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𝔹𝕀𝕋𝔼 𝕋ℍ𝔼 𝔹𝕌𝕃𝕃𝔼𝕋
You were called into work on your day off. of course you were. USSTRATCOM wasn’t good at respecting time off or vacation, always pulling people into a big mess that takes weeks to clear up.
It was late, roughly one in the morning when you got the call from Hunnigan, her worried voice over the phone begging you—almost commanding you to come in. Her words were so panicked, so fast you barely had time to make out the words “Leon” and “injured” but that was enough for you to realize why you needed to come in.
The drive to HQ felt longer than usual, maybe it was the fact your sleep was interrupted, or maybe it was the context, the fear. The building was almost completely empty when you got there, save for a few people finishing up reports and agents being sent out on other missions.
“There you are! come on, he’s in the infirmary,” Hunnigan instructed.
You were one of the few medics that had the skill level to treat whatever injuries he had and one of the only ones who was easily available and not out on their own missions. Hunnigan nodded towards the closed door, saying a few final words about what to expect and then walking away.
With a deep sigh you readied yourself. It was never easy dealing with injuries, and the way Hunnigan made it sound these had to be some pretty serious ones.
The light in the room was bright and harsh with multiple cabinets and drawers filled with medical equipment. Leon was on the bed, a grimace on his face and his eyes squeezed shut.
His honey blonde hair was messy and beads of sweat still hadn’t dried on his face. As you approached him you analyzed the injuries you could see. Scratches and cuts littered his face, a gash in his right arm and thick red blood seeped through his shirt.
“Leon what the hell happened!?” You urged as you got closer to him.
“The hell do you think?” His voice was dry and strained, one of his blue eyes opening to peer at your worry stricken face. “It’s alright.”
Your jaw tightened as you reached over for some cleaning supplies, “I think you pushed yourself too hard and did something stupid. and now you’re suffering the consequences. So no, It’s not alright.”
“Yeah well what am I supposed to do? Civilians needed help. I couldn't just leave them there.”
You dabbed a cloth with ointment around the slash on his arm, he hissed in pain. Sometimes you hated how righteous he was, how unwilling to give up he was. But it was something you’d always admired of him anyway. “Listen to me, I know you like to help people, Leon but you need to be more careful. The spain incident and Los Illuminados should’ve been a wake up call that you aren’t invincible.” You hoped that despite your lecturing him, he could understand it was out of concern
He only scoffed, “I know that.” And then he went back to being silent.
You gave him a look before taking out a roll of bandages. “You’re lucky this wasn’t too deep. what caused this?”
“A knife,” he said, rolling his head over to study your movements, eyes fixated on the way your hands carefully wrapped up his bicep in medical gauze.
You shook your head and gently grabbed the hem of his shirt. “I need you to try and sit up, I need this off so I can check the wound.”
He muttered a few incoherent grumbles of disapproval but ultimately subjected to your care. He heaved a deep groan as he sat up with your help. You slowly peeled off the shirt from around his frame and grimaced at the sight of a deep wound, either a stab or bullet entry on the side of his torso. Based on the diameters it looked as though a knife was pushed in and twisted before ripping out.
“Goddammit leon..” you muttered, immediately grabbing another cloth to clean around the wound. “You'll need stitches and I don't have access to anesthesia or lidocaine. so it looks like you’ll be biting down on a belt or something.” It was your attempt at a joke to help ease the tension.
He rolled his eyes, lips pulled into a thin line. He looked so exhausted, dark bags under his eyes. “do what you need to do.”
You walked towards one of the cabinets and pulled out some gloves, thread, and needles. In the corner of the room there was a fridge and freezer used to cool down medicine or preserve it. You grabbed a piece of ice and walked back over to him. “Here bite this.” you handed him a large medical bite wafer. “I'll make this quick.”
You eased the pain in the wound by rubbing the ice carefully around the cleaned edges before slipping the needle into his skin. Your eyes shot up to monitor his reaction in case it became too much. His jaw was set and his eyes shut.
You continued to stitch him shut, a few groans of pain escaped past the wafer as you finished up. After cutting the string and bandaging him up you sighed “all done.” He spit out the wafer into the trash and rubbed his jaw.
He opened his eyes and gave you a weary look. more sweat accumulated on his face and his breathing was more rugged and uneven. His face was still littered in bruises and cuts.
You grabbed a third cloth and dampened it, “Last thing, let me just clean you up then i’ll get you painkillers and give you instructions for what i need you to do following this.” You gently cupped his cheek, turning his face towards you. Tired blue eyes gazed up at you, thick brows furrowed in discomfort.
You dabbed the cloth against some of the cuts and wiped away some of the dirt. Your voice was shaky no matter how much you tried to relax it. “What happens when you get hurt you don’t make it home Leon… what happens when you don’t even realize you got hurt til it kills you. What if-“
“It's not going to happen,” He grabbed your wrist and raised a brow. His voice wasn’t angry or tired. It was gentle and smooth. “I know what I'm doing out there, I promise.”
You closed your eyes and sighed again, “Okay.”
“You don’t believe me.”
“Of course I don't, but it doesn’t change anything.” You bit, pulling your hand from his hold and continuing to clean his face.
Once again his voice was soft and quiet, “Trust me, okay? Or maybe I just need to start having you assigned to my missions too.” Towards the end his tone was more snarky.
“Maybe. If it stops you from being so damn stubborn.” you scoffed out a laugh and set the cloth down.
You gave him a once over as you cleaned up your supplies and disposed of what wasn’t necessary. “Okay you need to be on bed rest for three weeks. And no you cannot get out of this sooner.”
Leon only rolled his eyes again but nodded, knowing all too well that arguing with you clearly wasn’t worth it. “alright alright..”
You patted down your clothes and brushed off your hands. “I'll send Hunnigan in with your medicine and I'll visit you tomorrow.” And with that you turned around.
You halted in surprise when you felt his grip around you wrist, “wait.”
You looked over your shoulder, “Yes, Leon?”
“Thank you. Seriously. Probably would’ve been worse off if it weren’t for the many times you’ve had to take care of me… so.. thanks for worrying. Even if it’s stupid.”
You almost argued back on that last point but held your tongue. “Of course leon. Any time.”
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archivxx · 1 year
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I love my 🩻 anon so much for this.
Should of faxed it. {Kyle Broflovski x Reader}
✯ Genre: smut (reader is fem)(Kyle is aged up.)
✯ Relationship: unestablished, enemies.
✯ Style: One shot
✯ Context: you’ve been working in this law firm under Kyle as his assistant for longer than you can remember and it’s the most frustrating and draining job you’ve ever had.
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Your legs were moving under you faster than you were aware of. At this point you may have even been running with the speed which things were going past you. You didn’t really care, if you were running then, despite the fool you were absolutely making of yourself, that’s fine. Good even. It’s probably what you needed really. You were running late. Extremely late. You needed to make it into the office as soon as possible, you could practically see your bosses face when you closed your eyes. He would not be impressed, that deep crease that occupied the space between his eyebrows sunk even deeper than usual.
There was no doubt that your boss was handsome, you even had some lingering feelings for him from when you started, however after three years of essentially being his “bitch” you had grown almost completely unattracted to him, almost, and you absolutely and wholly hated him, and he most definitely hated you too. Honestly, you were willing to argue about it for days on end, no person who respected you as a colleague would ever treat said colleague as though they’re a slave.
You burst through the glass doors of his office with his coffee mumbling an apology for the dramatic entrance and lowering your head in attempts to be less noticeable. You walked, or more so strode over to his desk in attempt to make the time you were in the room shorter, the faster you were out of there the faster you could forget about the mess that was this morning.
You placed the coffee down on the desk and turned to leave. You’d actually gotten out of the whole thing completely unscathed. You began to head for the door.
“Wait.” Shit fucker.
You slowly turned on your heel, “Can I help you, Kyle?”
“What time do you call this.” He got up from his seat and advanced towards you.
You stared at him for a long moment. What the fuck does he mean? You stared at him for a moment more, finding the right words, trying your best to not spit venom at him. “What the do you mean, “what time do you call this?” Do you realise,”—You wanted to stop, you really did but it was far too late now, he needed to hear this anyway—“the only reason I’m late is because I stood in line for almost an hour,” You began to raise your voice. “Because your picky ass can’t just have regular coffee like everyone else, noooo, you can’t because you’re Kyle Broflovski, you’re too good to drink regular coffee like other people, you have to have it done perfectly by a fucking barista that doesn’t get payed anywhere near enough to deal with shitty ass customers like you.” You took a deep breath in attempt to calm down, “So, if you must know, I’m late because of you.”
He stared at you. No, he more so bore into you. His eyes had gone dark, almost sinister. His mouth bobbed a few times. You almost cried, you couldn’t quite believe your eyes. For the first time ever, you’d rendered Kyle Broflovski completely speechless.
He was still glaring at you. You began to back up slightly, you felt like prey. With the way he was looking at you, you thought you might have actually turned into a piece of meat and Kyle was your predator.
You took in a sharp, painful breath about to apologise when Kyle took one long step towards you, almost a leap. Before you could move away from him and run for your life he had grabbed your hips and was kissing you.
You pushed him off with all your strength, with was enough you make him stumble. It was now your turn to glare, you waited for an answer.
“I’m sorry for my improperness, however, that speech right now…truly…something.” The tone of his voice was almost evil, you truly enjoyed it. Deep down you knew you wanted this. On a surface level, you knew you wanted this and it killed you to admit that you’d been thinking about thing since day one.
Not matter how much you hated Kyle that did not change the inevitable fact that he was absolutely sexy, a sexy that you had to train yourself to resist. A sexy that almost sent your silly when he would talk to you. He was sexy in a smouldering way, arguably the perfect kind of sexy.
The fact you knew you both wanted this for some odd and unexplainable reason made him all the more desirable.
It was your turn to “leap” at him. This time you actually did leap though, you jumped up, wrapping your legs around his waist and kissing him. He didn’t hesitate to kiss back, making his way over to his desk.
When you got to his desk, he placed you down, not exactly gently. He trapped you between his hands on the desk continuing to kiss you, not once breaking for air.
When he finally did break for air, he stared at you, you could tell by the look on his face he wanted to ask for your consent without but completely unsure of the words to use. “I give you my consent, boss.” The nickname must have really helped him as his started to make quick work of removing your clothes, slipping your pencil skirt off and letting it pool on the floor and unbuttoning your shirt at a speed you’d never seen before from anyone unbuttoning a shirt, not even ripping a button off.
He began kissing your chest, not making any move to unclasp your bra. No, instead he made work of your pants, starting off by hooking his fingers in the hem of them. He peeled them off your at a painful slow speed compared to when he had been taking off your skirt.
He stared at you, his cold eyes lingering over you for longer than you had anticipated. He was raking you in, soaking up the sight, to like you were absolutely gorgeous but at the same time an absolute beast, you had a sharp tongue and a complimentary eye for mistakes. You had called him out many times and no matter how much it pissed him off he had wanted to fuck the hatred he had for you right out of him.
He waisted no time taking off his own clothes either, disposing of his own suit on the floor.
He somewhat forcefully grabbed your thighs and pushed them open. He lined up and before you had a chance to prepare your he pushed into you, knocking every thought out of your head. You let your head roll back.
He didn’t give you much time before he was moving, driving his hips forward with a power that, for such a small framed man, shocked you. You let a whimper fall past your lips, spreading your legs as far as you could, he was hitting all the perfect spots.
It did take very long for you both be become disheveled. Your orgasm was so near that you could practically feel it. Your knees were tingling and your core was tightening. Right when you were about to grab onto that hot white heat of release that you longed for, Kyle pulled out.
He pulled out. What the fuck was he pulling this time? What an asshole.
Then, before you could protest, he pried you off the desk making you stand, turned you around and bent your over the desk, not a single word leaving his lips. You couldn’t help but feel more attracted to him in that moment, your cheeks were burning and your core tightened more.
Before you could get any answers from him, he stuffed himself back inside you, returning to his previous speed. The new angle left your feeling starstruck. He was abusing all of the parts that he needed to.
A whimper landed on your back, the small sound tickled you. He placed a kiss against your shoulder blade continuing to pound you with passion, passion that you knew was duped by hatred. As much as you both wanted the, the idea of knocking each other down to their most vulnerable state drove you more towards it. The was no denying your hatred for one another however there was also no denying your attraction to one another.
You could practically hold your orgasm in your hand. It was so close. Mere inches away. You could feel the heat bubbling up inside you, and you could feel it in him too. He was close, you could tell by the way his drive had gotten higher, he’d become rougher with you. Sharp and harsh snaps of his hips, your skin clapping together.
A longer moan left your lips as your orgasm crashed over you. That sweet release you’d been waiting for. Kyle’s hips began to stutter. Then, long white ropes painted your inside, his hips coming to a holt. He teased his head on your back tickling you with his breath.
“Fuck, Y/N.”
You couldn’t say much, in fact you couldn’t think much. When Kyle had finally regained his bearings, he pulled out, allowing his semen to ooze out of you, trying not to pay much attention too it. He redressed himself quickly while you came back to reality.
When you’d finally come back from your high, you pushed yourself off the table. You dressed yourself as quickly as your could and made your way towards the door.
“Hold on.” You turned on your heel feeling a slight sense of deja vu. “Don’t be late again.”
You rolled your eyes. “Okay, boss.” Asshole. And with that you stormed out of his room, trying to best to not slam the door behind you. You head straight for your office.
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Bye this is sooo bad💀
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silent-sanctum · 11 months
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Can you write like a little cute one shot or Drabble of Jotaro (part 3 or 4 don’t matter to me) learning that his crush is a celebrity from America that has come to Japan? If you use part 3 then you can use the exchange student trope!!! 😳
you thought it was just gonna be a drabble? But it was me! A short fic! but sure I'll write a cute lil sumn for you honey ^^ And before reading this, I'm gonna give a bit of context for this world. I used 4taro for this one, placed him in a modern au in Tokyo where Stands don't exist, he isn't married, and he's just living life as an ordinary marine biologist on a break. With that given, hope you enjoy~ ^^
Still with You - Jotaro x Reader
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To be labeled as a “poor oblivious old man” at the age of 28 was something Jotaro would dismiss in less than a second, but considering what just happened to him… might as well live up to it for a day or two.
What transpired for that name to be given to him?
The whole thing started one fateful afternoon when the marine biologist earned himself a well-deserved break from a week-long dive into the Pacific Ocean, and he opted to visit a local café that was near his office. It was small and family-owned, serving only up to 20 customers max.
He wasn’t the type to be too picky in choosing his cup of coffee, so visiting small-business shops would end up in his subconscious to-do lists during his free time. Besides, the place was homey- had nice furnishing, theme, and a small stage for any singer to perform on.
It also happened to rain heavily that day, leaving Jotaro holed up in the tiny establishment. Then again, he wasn’t complaining. He loved the sound of the the drops pitter-pattering on the pavement outside while he sipped his warm drink, white coat draped over his shoulders.
The door opened, signaled by the chiming of the bells above. A person hurried inside dressed with a bucket hat, mask, and hoodie, half-drenched by the downpour outside. The owner addressed the soaked clothes but the lady merely shrugged them off and lifted a bag, stating she had extra dry clothes.
Again, Jotaro wouldn’t have even paid attention on a normal day, but for some reason he was curious on what she was up to considering her inconvenient situation. He played it nonchalantly, taking another sip from his cup and waited for her to return in new clothes.
He watched her wave to the eager-looking customers with a beaming smile as she approached the stage with freshly changed clothes and a microphone in hand.
Jotaro cocked a brow. A performance? He huffed. It’s been awhile since I’ve indulged in music. Might as well.
The lights dimmed for the spotlights to focus on her. The music opened to the sound of rain ambiance then combined with the muffled instrumentals, she began to sing:
Your light voice that passes by me Would you please call my name one more time Although I’m paused underneath the frozen sunset I’ll walk towards you one step at a time Still with you
The piano began to play and somehow, the atmosphere grew cozier than before as the soothing jazz music played out. The crowd began to sway, some recorded the singer on their phones, and Jotaro ended up in a trance, focused on the person behind the vocals.
She continued to sing the following verses with an almost alluring tone to it like a siren playing her song to the helpless sailors lost at sea, washing over their worries with a waves of calm and comfort. Eventually, as the chorus came, he found himself unable to tear his eyes off from the performer, his head slightly swaying as a victim to the music.
Her eyes would close from time to time, and when it wasn’t, she would sweep her gaze across the room, watching her audience to let them know that the song was theirs to enjoy.
But then as she reached the verse after the chorus, her gaze stopped at him and with maintained eye contact, continued to sing:
The moon looked lonely It looked like it’s crying brightly in the night sky Though I know that the morning will come I wanted to stay by your sky like a star
The day, the moment If I knew it will be like this I would have kept more of them When will it be if I see you again face to face I’ll look you in the eye and say I missed you
At that one moment, Jotaro’s heart fluttered beneath his stone-mask façade, breathless. What was the purpose of that prolonged eye contact? Or was he overthinking? She may have turned away back to the others, but he couldn’t forget how she didn’t stray away from his gaze for that long.
But even then, he couldn’t stop watching. The chill music didn’t help either. The chill beats were the type of tunes he’d hear from his playlist, and he’d hear from his coworkers that there was the additional charm when hearing it live.
And he’d be lying if he said that was a false statement.
He tried to pull away from the melody as the song neared its end, but as if the singer sensed his intentions, her hooded gaze returned to him and he couldn’t turn away as she sang the final verses of the song:
Behind the faint smiles that gaze at me I want to paint with the beautiful light Even though our footsteps might not match I want to walk this path together with you Still with you
The café burst in applause, some cheering as the performer smiled at the crowd with a bashful smile and bow. “Thank you everyone!” With one last wave, she walked off the stage with a bounce to her steps.
Yet Jotaro still remained on his seat, brows furrowed as he could only stare into the half-emptied cup in his hand that has gone cold. That was intentional. He shook his head and drank, not minding the coolness of his coffee. Impossible. What are you even thinking? Has Polnareff filled my head with all his nonsensical sappiness? He rubbed his temple with the added stress. Damn you Pol-
“Uhm… hi there.”
Damn me. Jotaro didn’t reply anything back to the singer standing by the chair opposite of him, a cup of coffee in hand, the smile still fixated on that face of hers as she spoke fluent Japanese to him. “You wouldn’t mind if I sit here, right?”
“Why here?” He said, arms crossed. “Aren’t there other tables for special guests like you?”
She shrugged. “There are, but there are some things that need addressing and will keep me awake all night if left unsaid.”
He scoffed. Tell me about it. Without a word, she took her spot in front of him and set her warm drink on the table. “So… I know you noticed something during my intermission.”
The maintained eye contact with the lyrics? “And what would that be?”
“Being stoic are we?” She chucked. “Well, I know you know what happened so I’m not going to beat around the bush any longer. First thing’s first,” a hand reached out to him. “Y/N. Just a tourist on vacation, but you may have known me from somewhere.”
He tilted his head and tried to remember the many face he’d seen throughout his life, but he couldn’t recognize yours in any. Regardless, he shook your hand. “Jotaro. And no, I don’t know who you are.”
You widened your eyes. “Really? Even from somewhere like… I don’t know… movies or shows from the States? Showbiz, Internet, and all?”
He shook his head. “I don’t watch much media nowadays, neither do I stay online. Too busy with work. I’m also not interested in showbiz. Why? Am I supposed to know you?”
“Oh no! No no no,” you laughed, nervous. “I’m just a cover artist in YouTube. When I’m not busy, I sing either to myself or to others, like now. I just asked… out of curiosity.”
“Mm… I see,” Jotaro said. “Though I’m still asking why you chose this table specifically among-”
“You’re cute.”
He stopped short, mouth agape with words left unsaid. What followed was his cheeks growing warm together with the tips of his ears and his eyes widening by a bit. “Ah…”
“Hey, I told you I’m not gonna beat around the bush,” you giggled, shrugging. “And I’d be lying if I told you that you were otherwise.”
Jotaro cleared his throat as he looked away, lower half of his face hidden with the back of his hand. “That was so sudden, I apologize if I’m turning away for a bit.”
“Oh no it’s okay!” You said. “It’s natural for the crowd to turn bashful around my presence after all~”
“Well, aren’t you boastful…” He said lightheartedly, glancing back at you for a second.
You hummed, leaning on your hand on the table as you stirred your drink with a small cheeky smile and slightly puffed cheeks that surely didn’t tug at his heartstrings. “Can’t help it. It just comes naturally good sir.”
It took him a couple of minutes to recollect himself from the out-of-nowhere compliment. Only after about 5 sips of caffeine and the simple music of the cafe’s playlist did Jotaro turn back to face you with a straight back and steeled face. An imperfect one at that with how his brows were furrowed and how his cheeks were still likely tinted pink.
“Uhm… thanks.”
You smiled at him and nodded in acknowledgment, closing your eyes to take a long sip of your drink. Shit, what now? Part of him wanted to remain quiet, waiting for you to continue talking, but another wanted him to say something back to not make the conversation too one-sided.
“I…” You looked at him again with shining eyes and he had urges to just back out and leave with a lame excuse. But he trudged on… the best he can. “I- You… you have a nice voice. And music.”
This time, your cheeks bloomed a warm pink and hints of a shy smile were forming, and Jotaro looked away for the umpteenth time, the visual too endearing for him to handle. “But I know you already knew that. Might as well give my review.”
“I can tell,” you said, breathy as if you had to stifle in your bashful chuckles. “You kept watching me when I sang in front of you all with this look of intrigue and awe, and…” A huff of breath. “I couldn’t help but return it. The cover I chose to use today certainly didn’t help either.”
As you let out a short embarrassed laugh with your hand covering your smile, your eyes closed from the joy that paired with your natural blush, Jotaro couldn’t help but smile back with his own cheeks warm. Your happiness was infectious apparently.
“You know,” you started as you finished your drink and got ready to leave. “You’re a nice guy despite your initial grumpy demeanor.”
“Get used to it. It’s not a demeanor.”
“Oh? Are you implying we’re gonna meet again, Jotaro?” you asked with a raised brow and he spluttered, not used to hearing his name being blurt out from your lips with that voice. At his response or lack thereof, you chuckled and ripped out a piece of paper from a notebook in your bag.
“I see. Lucky for you, I too hope we get to hang out together like this sometime soon.” With a pen from your pocket, you wrote down a series of numbers and your name with it. A second later, you handed your number for him to take. “Will I be expecting something from you soon?”
Jotaro cocked his head with regard and took the slip of paper. With no hesitation, he folded in half and ripped it, leaving your number unharmed as he took out his own pen and wrote his on the other blank half.
“I don’t mind chatting with you,” He slid his contact to you. “But don’t expect me to be the one to start conversation. As I said, I’m busy.”
You scoffed, albeit playful and smiling, liking his wager. “We’ll see about that.”
~
It’s been a week since your encounter with him at that mini café, and even in the midst of paperwork and research, Jotaro couldn’t forget the sweet-voiced singer and the song she sung.
He knew when it came to these feelings, he didn’t know shit about them and so he wasn’t aware that they’d persist for this long.
Jotaro didn’t want to do this but he figured he’d first figure out to deal with the current issue through communication with a friend or two. Either that or end up thinking about a café performer who he just met 24/7 until god knows when.
Suffice to say, he came out of the conversation dumbfounded, flattered, and very much the one with a mind of an “old man”:
“Pol, can I ask you something?”
“Jotaro asking me questions? Now that’s a first! What is it buddy?”
“Something happened when I was at a cafe and… ah good grief, I can’t believe I’m about to say this…”
“What? Tell me! You say it like it’s something serious-”
“I think I got… I have… a crush on somebody.”
“Oh my god. You’re 11 years too late but holy shit! My man! Finally! Do you have her number?”
“Ah right. It’s here.”
“Aha~ A phone number~ So you weren’t lying. Did you text her?”
“I wouldn’t be here if I did Pol.”
“Oh?”
“OH?!”
“What is it this time?”
“Jotaro, you have a popular actress crushing on you?!”
“Huh?”
“Y/N L/N?! The Y/N L/N?!?! MY GUY-”
“She’s one of the most critically acclaimed celebrities in the United States. I’m definitely sure Mr. Joestar have heard of her since he’s always glued to whatever’s showing on screen. She also has her own YouTube channel where she does a lot of gorgeous covers of her favorite artists!”
“Oh.”
“'Oh' doesn’t cover the fact that you discovered one of her secret busking spots, got her to talk to you over coffee, liked it, AND GOT HER TO LIKE YOU.”
“Ah.”
“YOU REALLY DIDN’T KNOW?!”
“I don’t watch much and I’m not on the Internet as much so-”
“Damn I may be the older adult here but you sure are one poor oblivious old man.”
“So are you going to help me talk to her again or not?”
“You bet your stone aged ass I will. Just make sure I get an autograph in return~”
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BL Reclist - Part 2
Happy Friday friends! I had a blast putting my first BL reclist together a couple weeks ago and the lovely @blue-inigo encouraged me to do a part 2 so here it is! Once again this is a mix of Korean titles I’ve discovered recently and some good old Japanese BL I revisit often. I kept this short and sweet because I can only include 10 pics per post but I’m considering a Part 3 with some ongoing stories I’m currently following (there’s a couple on this list but they’re a bit more advanced). Now I’m revising it I realize this second list is considerably angstier than the first one, and almost all of these include potentially triggering themes (marked with an *) so please check the tags and stay safe! If you’re looking for gorgeous art, hot smut and top notch (if sometimes quite problematique) drama you’re at the right place! Enjoy 🔥
1. *December Rain by Kimon (Explicit, Completed)
Tragedy :( gimme catharsis or give me nothing!!
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Fresh out of the army, Suchae decides to take some time off and travel around the country by himself. On the first day of his trip, he spots a guy who looks totally his type at a rundown bus terminal. The only problem is, it’s the same guy who was jerking off in the bathroom 5 minutes ago. Despite the possibility of him being a creep, however, Suchae is drawn to the mysterious stranger. He finds everything about him...arousing. Who is this stranger? And why is he on the road?
2. Joy by Etsuko (Mature, Completed)
Not my fave art-wise but a surprisingly deep bi awakening story, MC is cute and SO relatable
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Goh Akazaki is a 26-year-old man...who happens to be a shojo manga artist. His assistant is Yusuke Akune, who happens to be a mangaka in his own right. But when Goh accidentally finds out that Yusuke is gay, he's thrown for a loop—what else about his friend doesn't he know? And when Goh is asked to draw BL, he tries to pry into Yusuke's experiences for inspiration...but when he is ultimately inspired by the idea of "unrequited love for Yusuke," can he keep his own feelings out of the mix?
3. NightS + Reply by Yoneda Kou (Explicit, Completed)
I’m so biased about Yoneda Kou’s Yakuza stuff, everything she creates is an instant fave
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NIGHTS: A Yakuza comes to request the services of an specialized transporter that takes care of delicate and illegal merchandise. It seems this transporter is quite picky about his clients, stating that he doesn't belong to any group; you can't trust yakuza. However he gets interested in this transaction and in the mysterious man that is negotiating it.
REPLY: Seki is head mechanic at a car company in which Takami is the top salesman. After a chance encounter at work that involves Seki taking care of a spot of bother for one of Takami's clients, the two begin meeting regularly after work to dine together. Takami soon admits that he thinks of Seki as a good friend. Seki, however, knows that his own emotions are somewhat more complicated.
4. *Nights Before Night by Kazuki Natsume (Explicit, Completed)
Sequel to MODS, I suggest reading both for full context but I prefer this story
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It's been a long time since Haru, owner of the gay escort service "Rain," left his yakuza days behind. But when the Ichijo clan, the group he had once belonged to, says he's the only civilian they can trust to hide the clan head's troublemaking son Yukitaka in line, there seems to be no choice for him but to follow suit. There's just one problem, though - Yukitaka looks just like his half-brother Shigure, Haru's lost love.
5. Pink Heart Jam by Shikke (Explicit, Completed)
Long-haired one is the prettiest and coolest BL character I’ve ever seen
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Country boy Haiga has many questions he wants to learn the answers to when he moves to the bustling capital for his university life - and one of them happens to be, "do I like guys, too?" When his upperclassmen dare him to check out a box spa behind Shinjuku's Nichoume District, Haiga uses this opportunity to find out the answer to his question - and runs into his senior Kanae, who has one simple solution for him - clothes, off!
6. *Steel Under Silk by Snob (Explicit, Ongoing)
BREATH!!! TAKING!!!! ART!!!! A+ problematic smut meets nuanced historical drama, love it
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Yeonjo used to have it all: a highly respected family, a kind brother, and a comfortable life. Now, with his father executed for high treason, his last kin dead, and damned to a lifetime of slavery, Yeonjo has nothing to lose. All that is left is vengeance, and his chance comes when the new governor assigned to the region is none other than Kwon Hee-ryang, the man who destroyed everything Yeonjo loved. Now, Yeonjo will do everything to get his revenge…even if it means getting in bed with his greatest enemy. Hiding a blade behind his beautiful smile, like silk hiding steel, Yeonjo waits for his moment to strike.
7. *The Pizza Delivery Man and the Gold Palace by U-pi (Explicit, Ongoing)
Came for the hot guys, stayed for the excellent depiction of mental health issues.
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Woo-won is a pizza delivery guy down on his luck, and Seo-an is wealthy man suffering from panic attacks and social phobia. You wouldn’t think these two would have any reason to get to know one another, but one small kindness leads to a series of encounters that bring the two men closer together than either of them anticipated. Maybe they can find the solutions to their problems together…or perhaps they don’t need solutions, but simply each other.
8. *Walk on Water by Jang mokdan / Jaxx (Explicit, Completed)
Two hot porn daddies actors falling in love 🥵
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Starring in gay porn was never on Ed’s bucket list. He’s straight, he’s not an exhibitionist, and he has a decent career in security. That said, he also has a debt that he’s been working to pay off for years now, and he can barely keep up with the accruing interest. If having gay sex in front of a camera is the way to digging himself out of this pit, then he’s willing to be filmed for that money shot. But when he meets Glenn, the charismatic CEO of a gay porn production company, Ed finds himself falling into something much deeper than financial debt.
9. Wolf in the House by Park ji-yeon (Mature, Completed)
Hilarious & sweet, with the most intimate sex scenes I’ve ever seen! Feel-good story 👇🏼
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After ending an on-again, off-again relationship of 10 years, Minsuk decides to foster a Siberian husky named Bexan to mark the start of his new single life. He can’t wait to cuddle with his new furry roommate, take him on walks, and play fetch. But Bexan is no ordinary dog...and when night falls, Minsuk is in for a surprise.
10. *Yuuutsu na Asa by Hidaka shoko (Explicit, Completed)
Another problematic historical drama, good old master/butler classic
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Upon his father's death, Akihito Kuze became a viscount at the age of 10. His smart, handsome young butler Tomoyuki Katsuragi has since managed all affairs pertaining to the viscountcy perfectly. The talented and charismatic Katsuragi is very popular in their social circle; but as Akihito grows older, he becomes colder and more distant by the day - though still as faithful to the Kuze household as he has ever been. Akihito is now a young man, and desperately in love with Tomoyuki. He’s determined to discover the reason behind his butler's inexplicable behaviour, and this is where their story begins.
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salty-an-disco · 5 days
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Yeah, sure, gonna do this too. Here’s a list of some of my ships and also just some dynamics I’m really fond of:
Gonna start with my explicit romantic ships, ranging from OTP (my personal description of an OTP is a pair I cannot imagine in any other relationship) to ships I’m just very fond of.
ContraHero (duh, my OTP of all time)
ParaCold (smth of a secondary OTP, I’d say, since I also can’t imagine them in any other relationship lmao [at least, long-term])
Foreign Body (Quiet/Stranger) (I can’t imagine the heart not being Stranger, tbh, and also, smth about the both of them having a ‘monstruous’ form aksmdjddj)
Skeptunist (it’d be a slooooooww and LOOOONNNG burn, but I think the progress would be so interesting and the eventual relationship so weirdly sweet)
Ghost Lily (Spectre/Witch) (reaching OTP to me, ngl, as I can’t bring myself to be invested in other relationships involving them lmao)
Sweethearts (Smitten/Damsel) (have no problems imagining them with others, but this is still my primary ship for them)
Eternal Challenge (Stubborn/Asversary) (same situation as above)
Aaannnnd that’s it for explicit romantic pairs I think, I’m. actually a pretty picky shipper akmaksmdjkdmd
Now let’s move to what I call my OTBesties. When you ship them, but in a ‘they’re besties!!!’ way :D
Dark Comedy (Contra&Cold)
Strategy Game (Skeptic&Cheated)
Shining Shield (Hero&Para)
Bare Root (Wounded Wild&Thorn)
Nightmare&Spectre
Witch&Hunted
Hunted&Stubborn
Mending Hearts (Smitten&Broken)
Prisoner&Cold
Spectre&Paranoid
Confined Minds (Prisoner&Skeptic)
Thespians (Oppy&Smitten)
Hunted&Stubborn
Those are the ones that actively takes up more brain space, and ones which I most rotate around my head. Here’s some general dynamics I like exploring:
North Star (Cold/Oppy): their toxic yaoi wouldn’t last a year and be horrible for the both of them (mainly Oppy), and I’m all here for it.
Smitten and Skeptic, while not in OTBesties tier for me, is also a friendship I’m very fond of. I think they’d have coffee in the morning together.
Nightmare’s possible dynamic with anyone would be so interesting to explore, but especially with Tower– just. imagine the chaos
Speaking of– also Tower’s dynamic with Razor. Put her in the same room with some of the most relentless and violent vessels, I wanna see what happens
Wraith and Cheated would be an interesting dynamic when taken out from their chapter’s context tbh– Wraith is resentful because of how she’s been treated and only resorted to those drastic actions because that’s what you left her with. I think Cheated would sympathize with that and realize the hand he played (if you get him in her chapter) to get her like this.
Oppy and Hunted feel like they’d have a weirdly close and strong bond. Not OTBesties or explicitly romantic, but a secret fourth thing
Oppy and Contra have beef at first sight to me. They either completely ignore each other, or swear to make the other day’s worse, whatever they feel like atm
Also– since me and the folks in the discord started headcanon that while alive, Narrator could’ve been groomed by a cult and that’s why he has such a deep fear of death, and think eternal bliss is the best alternative for that– I’d like to see more of his dynamic with Broken. In a what-if scenario where they both got over enough of their bagage to have an actual conversation together, I think they’d have a lot to talk about.
Also, shout-out to my Happily Single Tokens, aka, characters I hc as non-partnering/not interested in romance/‘just not in the mood for it, dude’:
Cheated, Broken, Thorn (aro hc for her caught my the throat and won’t let go, I’m sorry Modeus), Prisoner, Narrator (AroAce and romance-repulsed king, tbh), and Hunted
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femme-from-hell · 1 year
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𓆩♡𓆪 More Lupin III HCs 𓆩♡𓆪
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More Thoughts On Lupin & Co. (This one is a little long)
lupin is super picky about his coffee and WILL get pissy if he doesn't get it how he likes it.
Fujiko made Lupin coffee for the first time along time ago after their first night together when they started their little situation-ship and Lupin has drank his coffee like that ever since.
Fujiko drinks energy drinks and Lupin is repulsed by them. Lupin caught her drinking one but she’ll deny it until the day she dies.
Jigen drinks his black because he can't handle too much caffeine. (for context, black coffee has a pretty low caffeine content for those who don't know.)
Lupin was a track and field kid. As seen in the events in Lupin Zero -sorta spoiler warning for those who haven't seen it-, his dad wanted him to live a normal life, so he convinced his son to do something normal kids do to get his energy out rather than stirring up shit. Lupin was reluctant but fell in love with the sport.
Jigen has really pretty hand writing but Lupin’s is shit, so Jigen writes all of Lupin’s cursive calling cards, but Lupin signs them. Sometimes Lupin just makes Jigen write things for him when he doesn't need it because he just really likes his hand writing.
Lupin likes drawing doodles on all of his notes, letters, etc. Without fail, Lupin's papers are littered w drawings of him, his friends, sometimes Zenigata, or whatever treasure they're after.
Zenigata doesn’t cook often, nor is he the best at it, but he really enjoys doing in nonetheless.
If Lupin doesn’t get his ‘beauty sleep’ he just turns into a full blown bumbling idiot, like I’m talking walking straight into door frames, tripping over his own feet, all of it
On top of that, if someone interrupts his sleep, he gets incredibly pissy and short tempered.
^^Jigen kept blasting opera over the radio once in the hideout, resulting in Lupin being woken from his nap. Without even a second thought, Lupin rolled over on the couch, shot the radio, and rolled back over.
Lupin has A LOT of scars, it comes with the territory of nearly dropping dead with every job he takes on, and he uses his skills as a disguise artist to cover them up because he feels self conscious about them.
I feel like he's a perfectionist so he would see these scars as reminders of how he could have done better or could have done more.
Fujiko is a big spoon and you can pry this thought from my cold dead hands.
Lupin has a little collection of those 3d puzzles, even rubix cubes, and he fiddles with them to keep his mind working during stretches of travel or when he can’t think
Both Goemon and Jigen have tried to use said puzzles out of curiosity but got frustrated when they couldn’t figure them out
Because Fujiko rides motorcycles a lot, I like to think she has a lot of automotive knowledge and has tinkered with the Fiat once or twice.
Lupin doesn’t let her near it often because she isn’t afraid to sabotage the car if she plans on double crossing them.
Lupin is great with kids, but is incredibly irresponsible. He isn’t a big fan of dealing with them but once he’s got attached to them, all hell breaks loose. He is the kind of person that if they asked for ice cream for dinner he would absolutely respond with “WHY DIDN’T I THINK OF THAT”
Goemon rarely sleeps on missions, in part because he always wants to be alert but also in part because he sleeps like a rock. Like, if a shoot out fight started right over him he would be snoring on cloud 9.
Goemon tried smoking like Lupin and Jigen once but he coughed everything up for a solid minute and hasn’t touched another cigarette since.
Lupin will borrow Jigen’s suits once in a while when he needs to tone down the color a bit but Jigen refuses to touch Lupin’s stuff with a ten foot pole no matter how much Lupin insists he would look good with a pop of color.
Jigen has perfect pitch, which is one of the main things that plays into his taste in music.
Lupin has trash taste in music, like absolutely horrid and he is banned from touching the radio in the car or the portable one on look outs.
The gang will regularly play cards together, and of course Lupin, Jigen, and Fujiko are cheating but Fujiko will actively sabotage Jigen and Lupin if Goemon starts losing really bad. Goemon knows how to cheat, he just refuses to.
Based off that one McDonalds commercial with Goemon ordering ahead on his phone, I like to think that when he discovered he could order food over his phone he went a little nuts ordering his favorite food from the local Japanese joint down the street. Like, I'm talking several hundred dollars worth in a day.
Lupin and Fujiko aren’t the best at apologizing when they get into a fight with someone, but I like to think that when they try and apologize, it's sorta just a thoughtful gift they’ll slide to the person they were arguing with.
Lupin has never once forgotten Pop’s birthday and leaves him a little something every year. It's never anything stolen because he knows Zenigata wouldn't accept it if it was.
Lupin’s fur coat from his green jacket days (the one he was wearing in TWCFM) was one of the first extravagant things he bought with money he stole.
Lupin writes everything down, he’s the kind of person when presented with a riddle or a puzzle, he needs to do a hand full of scribbles that only make sense to him and then he’s got it solved. More specifically, he writes in his grandfather’s journal he found in the movie Blood Seal of The Eternal Mermaid.
Lupin has a pretty high pain tolerance but when he so much as gets a small cold, he’ll moan and groan about it.
Yikes, this got long! But I still have so much more, what is a little guy like me to do! Guess ill just have to actually post more rather than just rebloging stuff at 2 am...
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Hi! Do you take requests for headcanons?
If so - what would each of the gang (Zeni included, cause he's part of the gang in same way, duh!) consider the most romantic Perfect Date ever (and I mean the kind of date they would be very much smitten by, even though they'd absolutely utterly deny it to the end of times)?
oh my god yeah i'd love to do some requests! it's fun to come up with opinions on things i haven’t even thought about before two bee honest SO LET’S GO
lupin: 
lupin’s perfect date is any excuse to spend time with his arm candy honestly. especially one on one but that’s. that’s a different thing we ain’t gettin into that bit just yet THE POINT IS he's not picky in the slightest. the highlight is his company, not the location or task or whatever else
if it was up to him, he’d probably do the standard wine and dine at some unbelievably nice restaurant, y’know. keep it classy but also flex the fact that he can afford to do this (he can afford to do this because the only money leaving his pockets during the whole ordeal was a tip for the waiter. lupin’s a canonical tipper which is hilarious and very real of him)
but he has some hyperspecific romantic fantasy attached to any and EVERY venue. 
jigen: 
you know how this bitch is. he isn’t really the type to like, go on a DATE date. it’s more like “hey i’m going to the bar. you comin” even if he’s been with this person for years. date dates aren’t his thing
the closest i can imagine would be like. lovers lane type shit. you know? take the car off to some outta the way, vaguely woodsy clearing, park it, lay on the hood and just talk, still very casuaHAVE YOU EVER SEEN WAYNE’S WORLD? THE SCENE WHERE THEY’RE LYING ON THE CAR NEAR THE AIRPORT IS JIGEN’S ROMANTIC IDEAL. STUPID CONVERSATION INCLUDED
fujiko:
ok there’s two flavors here because is this her ideal date for romance or for money. that changes the answer slightly. if it’s money she loves the idea of just hanging on the arm of somebody at some nice, ritzy dinner party, she gets an excuse to dress up, eat some good food, and maybe walk away with a few careless guests’ wallets. but i’m going to assume you wanted romance
because of how (almost uncomfortably) familiar she is with fake, performative dates and the like, she (and never tell either of them this) is a bit like jigen in the sense that real love is very casual and understated to her, almost simple. like of course she isn’t complaining when someone’s she’s actually into is offering to take her to some fucking BALL or whatever but at the same time, the idea of simply just laying side by side with their head on her shoulder or vice versa is. comfortable. and she NEEDS comfortable let’s be real
goemon:
starting to realize how absolutely mundane and boring these answers are becoming ANYWAY goemon SAYS the same as the prior two. he SAYS the same. but really, deep down, the idea of setting aside a special time, date, and place just to be with someone he loves is charming to no end to him. not too picky about it himself as long as it's not too flashy
the simplest, easiest answer, but maybe the most true i feel is stargazing. it’s nice, it’s private without being claustrophobic, and think about the picnic possibilities my guy!!! plus, it’s quieter and more peaceful at night, so there’s less of a chance he and his date would be disturbed. i know i already said “its nice” BUT REALLY IT IS NICE
zenigata:
hm. i’m thinking. 
we’re removing lupin as a factor in the context. unless lupin IS the date but EITHER WAY this is a “you have a whole day to yourself for this date wwyd” ordeal. and the answer is probably STAY AT HOME
HE NEVER GETS TO DO IT SO IT'S SPECIAL TO HIM. AND IT'S COZY TOO admittedly he thinks it's expected of him to do a DATE date but really. not to get too graphically sappy here. i think he’d be content just snugglin dude. he needs a break. maybe a good middle ground between what he wants and what he thinks he should do would be going to the theater?
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divinegrey · 2 years
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Fade Headcanons (NSFW)
good morning folks! here to deliver a steaming plate of headcanons for everyone's favorite nightmare lady, Fade! Just a reminder, my inbox is back open! Check out the post here to see what you can and can't request! On with the show!
prompt: I hope you had a nice day! Before I request, I just want to say I absolutely love your valorant fics! If it’s okay with you, how about some spicy relationship headcanons for Fade?
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warnings: NSFW themes, 18+ only post!
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Slightly Spicy Headcanons
Fade is the kind of woman who’s absolutely insatiable when it comes to making out. She loves every second of it, of that closeness that you share when your lips are locked and your bodies are pressed firmly together. 
Speaking of, you know how she has piercings? Yeah, I’m calling it here; Fade would have a tongue piercing for SURE. And if you’ve never kissed anyone with a tongue piercing, then you’re in for a whole world of sensations. You can feel it when you tongue kiss her and it’s more than a little addicting (plus the piercing helps out when she goes down south, iykwim)
Fade is religious when it comes to her black lipstick, and more often than not, wears it because she knows you’ll smudge it when you kiss her. She likes it, and she likes it even more when there’s black lipstick smeared over your mouth or your neck. 
She can also be kinda possessive! It shows through the hickies she gives you, but more likely, the prowlers that seem to follow you whenever you’re on base. You don’t mind they’re company (they’re kinda cute!) and knowing that they’re Fade’s prowlers watching over you makes it all the better. 
Very Spicy Headcanons
Fade isn’t picky when it comes to being on top or the bottom; she’s all for just making you feel good, so she can very easily switch depending on context. 
Top Fade is all cocky and a little mean, but only in the teasing sense. She’d rather jump off a cliff before hurting your feelings, but if you like being roughed around, then Fade is all too happy to do so. 
If you hand over your control to her, Fade will make it one hundred percent worth your while. After dating you for so long, she knows everything that makes you tick and all the sensitive spots that really get you going. If you prefer her mouth, then you’ll feel the tongue piercing. If you like her fingers, then give her a few seconds to take all the rings off before she blows your back out. 
Bottom Fade is a completely different story. 
She’ll praise you for making her feel good and while you’re at it, you’ll hear her cursing in Turkish or saying something to you that most of the time, you don’t understand. Your knowledge of Turkish is minute, but you recognize some of the phrases she says the most often. Fade is very prone to calling you pet names, especially when she’s on the receiving end. 
Fade’s prowlers will make an appearance if she’s unable to hold that part of herself back in the midst of sex— she never means to scare you, but they’re not something she can reign in when she’s busy taking care of you. Once, you experimented with her using her tether to bind your wrists. 
That was a night to remember. 
Upon realizing that you definitely liked that, Fade feels more comfortable using her abilities in bed to a more powerful extent. She will never use your fears against you, but she absolutely will use her nightmares to hold you down. 
And to finish it all off: Fade definitely has nipple piercings. 
They’re just so fucking hot AAAAAAAA
You still can’t believe this gorgeous woman is your girlfriend? How the hell did you get so lucky?
Diverging away from the spicy stuff, aftercare is so important for Fade. She requires a lot of it, as well as reassurance (especially after moments where she uses her abilities on you), and cuddling is almost always required after sex with Fade. She needs to hear your heart in your chest to know you’re okay and that you’re safe. 
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A/N: that's all folks! Thank you to the person who submitted this request, I hope it was alright! Also, side note: if you request headcanons, I'm more likely to go write those because they're shorter and easier to do! Thanks for reading <3
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coldtwaer · 2 months
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Literally all of my thoughts on the sfw vore and EA/T community right now
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This post was made based on this poll by an amazing moot (https://www.tumblr.com/fastfur07/742977595240529920/what-do-you-think-of-the-new-tags-like-e-at-and)
Also please feel free to add on your own thoughts. I’m okay with discussing things even if you are disagreeing with me.
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I’m very torn on how I feel. I usually don’t weigh in on this discourse but with it being very relevant right now I feel I should at least tell my opinion (and all of it so I don’t have to do this again until needed)
Firstly, I don’t mind whatever way someone chooses to tag something as long as it is tagged correctly (like someone only using extreme cuddling only for sfw safe vore)
Okay so my thoughts:
What about those who are new to vore and don’t even know that there is a sfw side?
Say every sfw vore/ EA/T blog says “Bet let’s all hop over to the new tags”. Where does that leave newcomers who are discovering vore and trying to explore their new interest? I’ll be honest, I would have never known about the sfw vore community if the #sfw vore tag hadn’t been on a post I saw two years back.
Honestly, unless you already knew about the change prior (essentially it’s a if you know you know tag. For context I didn’t even know what swwh meant until today) there isn’t really a way for newcomers to find the sfw community.
Then one may say “Well then use both tags” and I would but then I would have others say “Well the point of the tags is that we aren’t associated with the vore community whatsoever” which is also valid
More exclusion on something already exclusionary
I’ve heard mention of how people who are triggered by vore are going to have to filter out more tags but that’s just the way it’s always been. Curate those online spaces folks.
My main worry is that this community will be just the same as the sfw vore one. Very picky and exclusive of what can be posted in the community. For example, I dare someone comfortably post fatal vore while also having the #sfw vore tag. It usually doesn’t go over well. I understand why a lot don’t like that kind of content but people who do make that content shouldn’t be harassed or invalidated for using an umbrella term tag such as sfw vore (and like I said before, this isn’t about extreme cuddling which was exclusively made for sfw safe vore)
We like to think we are a wholesome community and for the most part we are but I think we really need to acknowledge the toxic parts as well to better ourselves.
I think it’s good that the community is finding this sense of togetherness
Good on Yall! We haven’t had this much discussion since the purge (iykyk)
Won’t keep all NSFW away but I think it’s a step to try something new against it
This is kind of a given but I do like the concept so things have a much lower chance of being sexualized if the creator does not want that.
What about me?
I’m going to stick to my current tagging system for now as I feel it is too soon to make any sudden changes. I’ll give it some time to see how everything goes before making a decision.
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doobnnoob-tf2 · 2 years
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AHEM! *coughing so badly* hi sir do have any headcanon of everyone styles?
I’m answering this as in what they wear other than work clothes, for context!
Scout: athletic wear or whatever is trendy at the time.  it’s mostly a confidence thing, he doesn’t understand a lick of fashion but he wants to appeal to people who do.  he’s a show-off at heart and he likes fitting in with people around him at soul.  he only ever wears it when he’s going to be out in public however.  at the base or what have you, it’s nothing but shorts and athletic clothes that he can lounge around in
Soldier: military cargo pants and whatever shirt he grabs first when heading out the door.  he still wears his work boots all the time as well.  if he’s just on base, the shirt will more than like be some old tank top with pit stains.  but if he’s going to be off base he at least tries to look his best
Pyro: soft, baggy clothes.  they’re very picky about clothes they wear in their off time because they prefer to be as comfortable as possible.  they almost always at least have their gasmask on at all times, even during the rare occasions they don’t cover all of their body when walking around the base.  most of the time, they prefer to wear their suit or at least clothes that’ll cover their body
Demoman: for trips to town, he dresses very nice.  slacks and a nice polo shirt.  he likes looking nice for the locals so maybe one of these days they’ll stop thinking everyone on the base is a bunch of lunatics!  it never works but he tries.  if he’s staying on base, he’s probably just in his boxers and an old shirt
Heavy: he pretty much just wears his work clothes.  minus things like his bullet belt and vest.  he just doesn’t see the need to wear much else.   if he goes home, he dresses much different.  warm shirts made by his Mama, thick coats to traverse the tundra, everything one needs to survive the harsh snows of Russia.  he dresses practically, doesn’t like having more clothes than he needs just to wear for different reasons
Engineer: jeans and a shirt.  he likes to be prepared should he need to head down to the workshop.  so he always wears whatever works best to make sure he’s not taking up time putting something on that’s safe to wear around all that machinery.  if he was already working on something, then he’ll most likely continue wearing it after he’s done, motor oil wiped off everywhere or not.  he’ll change if he’s heading out somewhere but just on the base?  compared to how some of the other fellas smell, he thinks it’s an improvement!  ..that’s a joke guys, don’t give him that look
Medic: business casual.  he’d rather be caught dead than not look his best.  he’s more snooty than Spy if given the chance.  if he’s not wearing at least a vest with tie and slacks, then there’s a good chance he’s sick and no one’s going to see him anyway.  in those rare moments, he’ll wear whatever the hell he pleases.  socks and pajama pants, a bathrobe, just a blanket draped over his shoulders - he doesn’t care
Sniper: absolutely lazy.  he’ll put on whatever is comfortable and he can potentially sleep in if he feels like it.  sweatpants, old shirts, jeans that have been through the wash 10 times too many and probably have cash in the pockets still.  he knows how to dress up given his line of work, but he’ll only reach the bare minimum.  fancy dinner?  a nice button down and his good pair of jeans.  meeting up with a client?  ..same thing except this time he’s got a weapon hidden on him in case things go south
Spy: most assume suits only but he’s very versatile with his clothing options.  for the most part, if he’s in front of others he’ll dress up.  maybe go a bit casual today and not wear the coat, and if he’s feeling extra that day he’ll roll his sleeves up as well and that’s the extent of casual wear to him.  however if he wants to feel comfortable and be laid back then by the gods he will.  either alone or with someone he actually trusts (which isn’t many), he may only wear a robe and his underwear or even old lounge pants and slippers if he’s truly having a day of not giving a damn.  he’s used to playing roles for his job, and while he enjoys being the most well kempt man in the room at any given moment, he won’t turn down the opportunity to simply not be if given the chance
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dkniade · 3 months
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how would you think filler words (呃,哦,嗯) or other such sounds should be translated/how would you translate them (maybe a simple question but sometimes i wonder about this)
pt 2: “oops i just thought of this but if jp has that kind of filler too how would you translate that as well :0”
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Hm… I guess you can find equivalent filler words with the same function in English if you don’t want to translate them phonologically. It should work as long as the tone of the sentence stays the same. If you wanted to do it phonologically, 呃 (e), 哦 (o), 嗯 (ng) might become “Eh”, “Oh”, and “Nm” / “Mm” but then they seem to have different meanings written that way in English.
As a filler word, 呃 expresses hesitance so it might be translated to “Uhh”.
A single 哦 seems like a dismissive (?) acknowledgement to something said so it could be “Oh” or “Ah”…?
But lots of it like 哦哦哦哦 might be seen as an excited reaction to something like “Hohhh, that’s so nice!” (I’m not quite sure about this one.)
And 嗯 is agreement to a statement so it could be “Uh-huh” or “Yeah”. Or rather, as a filler word it could also be used when you’re thinking of what to say/do, so it could be “Hm…”
For example, in Childe’s “我不是坏人…呃,我大概是坏人吧”, 呃 makes him sound hesitant or awkward. I’d translate it as “I’m not a bad guy… Uhh, I’m kind of a bad guy, I guess”
…I guess.
(Slightly unrelated but 吧 (ba) is a final particle added at the end of statements or questions to mark tone/mood, but English doesn’t have final particles, so to lighten up his tone I translated it as “I guess”.)
Still, I think it depends on context. For example:
Character A: 呃,这菜太辣了。
Character B: 哦,是吗?
Character A: 嗯。
Character C: 哇,真挑剔!
Character A seems awkward talking about how spicy the dish is, and Character B seems either slightly surprised or dismissive. Character A then quietly affirms, and Character C is surprised yet disapproving. Stuff like tone can be subjective and hard to translate but still, I might translate it as:
Character A: Uhh, this dish is too spicy.
Character B: Huh. You think?
Character A: Yeah.
Character C: Wow, so picky!
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In Japanese, filler words include ん (n)、え (e)、え-と (eeto)、or あの (ano). Transcribing these in romaji wouldn’t make much sense in English…
ん is an agreement to a statement, like 嗯, so “Huh-huh” or “Yeah” should work.
えseems to be reacting slight surprise so you might translate that to “Huh?” or “Wha?”
A longer えええ?indicates more comedic surprise (it’s often used in anime, right?) so that might be “WHAT??” since I don’t think in English length is correlated with the intensity of the surprise?
えーとand あの are used for when you’re thinking of what to say/do, something like “Um…” or “Hm…” or “Uh…”
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twinkleomorashi · 3 months
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What is your ultimate omo fantasy you want to do?
For me personally? Super lame answer, but I’d love to do anything even omo adjacent with a partner someday. I’d be way too embarrassed to ever initiate I think, but still.
I’m actually more into other peoples desperation and wetting than my own, so that aspect would be my top pick, especially since it’s something I’ve never actually experienced in a sexual context, but I’m not picky.
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