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backwzzds · 4 months

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absolutely need a plug!zoro cheating on his gf with u nsfw …

no bc y’all are on a roll w these plug!zoro requests! position is based off this video btw 😩

ೃ⁀➷ what you want, roronoa zoro

thinking about the way that man would literally hate his girlfriend fr. like, he’s sure he’s only with her because his family loves her, but he just doesn’t. and i mean he proves that when he ends up outside your door in the middle of the rainy night, somewhere around 3 AM.

everyone would always ask him—why not just break up with her? and zoro never had an answer. his girlfriend was too fragile of a person and he hated that crying shit honestly. the only person he ever cared about making cry was ironically you.

his relationship was anything but secure. zoro was chill with whatever his girlfriend did. he trusted her, at first. she wanted to go to a party, he’d let her. she got a ride from some guy friend who was maybe his level of attractive? he didn’t care. but the same rules didn’t apply to him. zoro could be getting ready to go to work and his girlfriend would be up on him with accusations.

“i feel like you’re gonna go and fuck that bitch,” his girlfriend spat with venom, referring to you as he slid on his jeans. the green head couldn’t help but roll his eyes as she rambled on about disliking you. he couldn’t help but chuckle to himself lightly when he realized how crazy she was behind closed doors.

“well now i’mma go do that just cuz’ you said it,” he muttered, just trying to get underneath her skin. his girlfriend thought he was bluffing, but not with the way blood rushed to zoro’s dick at the thought of just being in your arms to cuddle tonight.

zoro doesn’t think twice either when it comes to pulling up to your crib. he parked in front of your cute little car, something he did to express his dominance over you in the way your cars together looked like a ‘his and hers’ pair. he was weird like that, but that’s just how much he felt for you fr.

by the time he gets to your door, his heart is already thumping in his chest. not in fear of getting caught, but instead at the sight of you in your tiny nightdress, two sizes to small to barely contain your wide hips and busty breasts.

you give him a blank look as you leaned against the threshold of the door. “ian call you for no weed.”

zoro gives you his million dollar smirk. “you should know that’s not the only reason i come over anymore.”

“yeah yeah to cheat on your girl, sure zoro,” you roll your eyes.

the green head kisses his teeth, “not cheating if i don’t want her.” with a step to the side, you helplessly let him in, and he wastes no time in kissing your lips. “missed you so damn much.”

“missed you too,” you can’t help but mutter against his lips. zoro wraps his hands around your waist and pulls your smaller frame against this larger own. his hands shamelessly wanter down to the fat of your ass as he grips it, giving it a reddening smack and repeating his actions.

zoro pulls away with one last peck to your lips. “how was your day mama?” he grabs your hand and drags you to the couch.

“fine,” you muttered with a bored expression, grabbing the remote to turn on the tv.

zoro furrows his eyebrow and snatches the remote from your hand. “what’s up wit’ you? you okay? talk to me.”

you shrug your shoulders. “i’m straight,” but your tone wasn’t convincing him otherwise.

zoro gives you a suspicious hum before pulling you into his lap. “what you doing tomorrow night?”

“probably homework,” you admit. “why?”

zoro can’t help but grin at you, flashing his gold canine pieces. “got us tickets to see that standup you been wanting to go to.”

your eyes can’t help but brighten at his words. “you lying.”

“i’m so deadass,” zoro laughed.

you kiss your teeth and slap his chest. “you don’t even like comedy!”

the greenhead gives you a shy shrug with a small blush flaming his tan cheeks. “they have an open bar, free sake so,” with a playful roll of your eyes, you kiss your teeth but smile. “so you gon’ stop giving me this bratty ass silent treatment?”

“whatever. you’re a whore for sake.”

“nah,” zoro shakes his head. “you ain’t hit me all week. you know what i had to go through not talking to you.”

you give him a sarcastic frown before pecking his lips. “aw, poor baby.” you move to pull away but are shocked when zoro grips your face and forces you back into his orbit.

how you found yourself half naked on his lip with your legs spread for him—you don’t know. damn mosshead was just that good.

“i got you,” zoro’s voice is all you hear as he steadies you on top of him with your back facing the tv. his one arm is all he needs to steady your body against his lip while he uses the other to start rubbing at you clit. “just touch me baby.”

a breath escapes from your throat as you find the courage to wrap your hand about his hard cock. his tip is an angry peach color as it oozes out pre cum, already excited from your touch. “like this daddy?”

“fuck, just like that mama,” zoro’s own breath hitches in his throat as he fights not to buck up into your grasp. “love the way you touch me. just like that baby. make me feel so safe.”

you’re almost shocked by the words leaving your mouth as you continue jerking him. the two of you hold an intimate scope of eye contact as you touch each other’s body, nothing being heard but the soft moans and breaths from your arousal.

“make you feel safe?” your voice is soft and sultry as you run your thumb over his tip. zoro can’t help but groan at his sensitivity, too late to even catch himseld. “feel safe when im loving you like this papa? you like that?”

“oh fuck, yes,” zoro whined, fully submitting to you. his girlfriend had never seen this side of him. every time he had sex with her, if he ever did, it was quick and to the point. no one was able to milk out this soft and vulnerable side to him but you. oh how you had his fucking heart and dick in the comfort of your pocket.

your legs are spread in front of zoro, giving him a complete view of what you were working it. somehow wanting to see you spread more, he grabs you by your thighs and opens you up more, practically salivating at the sight of your pretty clit glistening from his touch.

“you make me feel safe too,” you breath out with a blushed smile, trying to keep your pace with jerking zoro off. it was hard to do so when he was rubbing you nice and slow, just the way he knew you liked it.

at this point? it was all more than sex. zoro meant every word he uttered out, especially how you made him feel safe during his most vulnerable moments. only you bought this side out in him.

“fuck i’m almost there, zee.” you throw your head back and grind further into his touch.

“me too baby,” zoro breathed out, watching as cum oozed from his tip by the second. “you fuck me so good, no one does it like you—shit.”

you lick your lips as you lean over and spit on zoro’s cock, adding more lubricant to your already slippery movements. “like it when i stroke your fat cock papa? like this?”

“zoro bites his lip and nods his head. a whine fights to break through from his mouth as he lets out a broken “mhm. fuck, mama. keep going and you’ll make me cum.”

you take this as a challenge and speed up your movements with hopes to overstimulate him. zoro’s mouth falls open, and the tables inevitably turn when he’s shaking beneath you, watching you milk every drop of cum out of him. you hold your tongue out as he shoots his load upwards, droplets of his semen landing on your taste buds.

a greedy smile graces your lips as you continue jerking him off, more and more cum flying out from his sore tip by the second. “fucking hell—just like that just like that, fuck!” zoro moans loudly as he feels himself get drained.

you didn’t mind the fact that he came before you this time. watching this hard man come undone before you was enough to have you creaming all over his fingers right after. you too begin to breathe heavily as zoro maintians his circular movements against your clit.

when you’re both fucked out from your intimate session, zoro slides you onto his lap, your clit begrudgingly grinding against the base of his still hard dick. with his face in your neck, he breathes out, “i’ll break up with her. your eyebrows raise at his words. “if that’s what you want.” you waste no time in giving him a stern response.

“it is what i want.”

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skiiyoomin · 3 months

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What the JJK characters listen to

warnings: swearing!! not proofread

RULES !! DO NOT COPY OR REPOST MY WORK PLEASE

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im doing this for my own entertainment purposes, thank you.

Characters included: Gojo, Getou, Nanami, Choso, Sukuna, Toji

part 2

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ:

Gojo Satoru

You absolutely cannot tell me he didn´t have a frat boy phase during high school.

I´m talking Drake, Travis Scott, Kayne West, Chris Brown and obviously we can´t forget about Usher. (SAY DADDYS HOOOME)

As he got older his taste definetly evolved and he cringes HARD when he thinks about his high school phase. Dark times.

To me he´s someone who´s very very trendy and is always listening to whatever is trending on Tik Tok.

Honorable mention: Beyoncé (he would die just to breath the same air as our queen)

Getou Suguru

Yes he listens to The Weeknd, he´s a slut like that. BUT. Hear me out.

When he was going through it, he had Tame Impala and The Neighbourhood on REPEAT.

Also, he had a Panic! At the Disco phase during high school and you can´t tell me otherwise. He tries to keep it buried but honey ain´t no hiding it.

Gojo always argues with him over this, but he prefers Rhianna over Beyoncé.

I feel like out of all of the ones in the list, he´s the one with the most diverse taste except he always ends up listening to the same 5 songs (he´s like me fr)

Honorable mention: MGMT

Nanami Kento

Did you see that man during high school? he was EMOOOO.

My Chemical Romance, Green Day, Evanescence, Paramore, and obviously Panic! At the Disco.

He LOVED listening to P!ATD with Geto and singing to I Write Sins Not Tragedies.

Now that he´s older and realized it was indeed a phase, his taste evolved into more classic artists. Like ABBA or Queen.

Deep down he still enjoys emo rock music but he won´t ever admit it.

Honorable mention: Justin Timberlake (don´t ask why, cause I don´t know either)

Choso Kamo

It´s obvious, i don´t think I even need to say it.

CHASE ATLANTIC BRO

he´s so Chase Atlantic coded it hurts😔

Also Arctic Monkeys and The Weeknd, but you knew that already didn´t you?

Yuuji introduced him once to Lady Gaga and she´s on repeat. Especially The Fame Monster album.

Tries to diversify his taste but somehow always ends up listening to the same type of music.

Honorable mention: Kali Uchis (i was listening to Dead To Me while writing this so 👍)

Sukuna Ryomen

In the modern day, cause manz is old as fuck, he either listens to hard metal or phonk. There´s no in between.

He just loves noisy ass music that gives you pounding headaches after 50 seconds.

Mostly listens to it to block out Yuujis music. Cause he internally cries every time Yuuji plays preppy ass pop music. Makes him fr wanna rip his eardrums out.

BUT.

He has a huge guilty pleasure that not even he is aware of.

And that´s Britney Spears. No I will not elaborate

Honorable mention: Adele cause who doesn´t like Adele

Toji Fushiguro

ANYTHING but preppy music.

Literally anything but that.

I feel like he isn´t the type to listen to a lot of music but when he does he always listens to the same songs cause he isn´t interested in exploring and expanding his tastes.

Lowkey feel like he has a thing for Doja Cat and Bryson Tiller.

I´m convinced he found out about reggaeton once and has become the only thing he listens to.

Honorable mention: Michael Jackson (just because)

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80pairsofcrocs · 2 years

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baby scarab || 49

anon - One of these next chapters Khonshu should be pranked by another god after that one saw what he did and should make him look like a baby chicken but with the khonshu-y attributes he has (like skeleton head, the robe things, and his staff in his beak)(bonus points if the cats can somehow see him and try to eat him. How? Idk)

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anon - baby scarab idea: crow in the apartment. cats are riled up about it. konshu is riled up about it. marc is like "well ig we're having poultry tonight". y/n is like "no they're all my best friends if you do something to it you and i are gonna be having nothing but beef". crow is too silly to get out the window from whence it came. or maybe it's they're for an important reason like with a special object or smthn and it's because crows are actually really smart. either way crow not where crows are supposed to be stemmed chaos my beloved <3

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@zlatolait-writes - Okay here's something that happened to Mr that y/n would most likely do. So you know the thing that opens the can if soda? I call it the lip anyways, it came off so I couldn't get the soda open so I used a can opener (≡^∇^≡)

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A/N : yay now you get the talk :D

masterlist - marvel masterlist - series masterlist

A/N : very bird centered

please enjoy, and don't be shy if you want to be in the taglist, just ask <3, sorry for the long wait

pairings : steven grant x (platonic)reader, marc spector x (platonic) reader, khonshu x (platonic)reader, jake lockley x (platonic)reader

TW : medicine (pills), spidey stuff, mentions of violence, language, mentions of sex and all that jazz, bird stuff and magic, y/ns dads threatening to kill casper (fr this time), let me know if i missed anything.

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marc wanted to kicked casper out.

well, not kick, he just wanted to threatened him if he didn’t get his stuff and leave.

marc needed him to stay though, so he could go over some ground rules.

which is what you were doing now. sitting on the couch while marc paced back and forth in front of you.

“listen, i know you’re mad-“ you start but are cut off.

“no no no- not mad just very disappointed” marc pulled the disappointed card, making you scoff.

“you’re only 17, you have your whole life to do.. that” he starts and you sigh.

“and especially not in this house, or at least- i don’t know pick up your clothes and the.. the uhm-“

“condoms”

“thank you steven- pick those up off the floor” marc continues and you nod.

marc takes a breath and runs a hand through his hair. “i can’t do this- steven do you mind?” marc asks and steven hums.

“i got it, mate” and marc passes the control to steven, and he looks at the two of you.

“alright. yeah” he nods to himself. “so obviously you knew what you were doing, judging by the box of condoms on the floor” he starts and you groan, looking to casper who’s just as uncomfortable as you are.

“hey- don’t make that face you did this to yourself” steven says to the both of you, making you lean back and cross your arms.

“as i was saying- just because you practiced safe sex doesn’t mean you can’t contract diseases-“

“steven please stop” you say and cover your face with your hands.

“but you need to know that-“

“please no”

“darling-“

“steven”

he gives you a pointed look. “alright, alright just- if you decide to do it again just make sure you do it safely”

“and if you’d like you can talk to a doctor and get yourself some birth control”

“talk to a doctor?” you repeat. “no fucking way”

“watch your language, and yes, talk to a doctor” steven starts. “i reckon you haven’t seen one of those for a long while, hm?” he asks and your silence gives him his answer.

“i should probably go-“ casper starts but is so rudely interrupted by marc suddenly fronting.

“hang on just a second” he begins. “on no circumstances will you ever- and i mean ever lay a hand on my daughter until she’s 18, you hear me?” he says sternly and casper nods frantically.

“good, now if you need to go then you should probably do so before i change my mind” marc tells him and he slowly gets off the couch.

“do you have everything?” you ask him quietly while marc turns back around to engage in conversation with steven and jake in one of the mirrors.

“yeah, my moms expecting me home soon” he shrugs and you walk him to the door after he puts his shoes on.

“i’m really sorry” you apologize. “i didn’t think they’d find out- i should’ve-“

“hey, it’s no big deal” casper smiles at you, opening the door.

“are you sure? please know that they would never actually hurt you” you say quickly and he chuckles.

“calm down and forget about it okay? he is about to pat your shoulder before he remembers the no touching rule.

“i’ll call you later” he nods to you and you give him a confused look.

“no kiss?” you playfully pout and he rolls his eyes.

“now you look desperate” he says, making you scoff and take him by the collar of his shirt to deliver a quick kiss to his lips, then pulls back to nod at him.

“have a safe trip home” you tell him seriously and he nods, walking back so that he’s in the hallway.

you close the door behind him and turn around slowly with a giddy smile on your face, marc giving you a weird look as you lock the door.

“you’re not getting out of this, come here” he snaps his fingers and points to the couch, to which you groan and do so, obnoxiously sitting down and crossing your arms.

“kid, don’t be like that” marc starts. “we’re just trying to make sure you’re safe”

“i am safe” you grumble.

“just.. just tell me if…. if he forced you to-“

“oh my god marc-“ you scoff. “that’s where your mind goes?” you glare at him and he gives you a look.

“he would never do that- we made sure that we both wanted to i promise” you tell him honestly and he sighs.

“i know, i’m sorry i just needed you to say it” he begins. “he’s a good kid, but you never know” he nods and you blink up at him from where you’re sitting.

“i’m sorry” you tell him and he shakes his head.

“don’t even start with that. you didn’t do anything wrong.. i’ll admit that i’m.. just a little-“

“overprotective?” jake finishes for him and marc nods slowly.

“just a little” he makes a face and you snicker.

“a little?” you tease and he tilts his head at you.

“watch it. you’re still grounded” he tells you and you shake your head.

“but-“

“no, just for a week, so hand it over” marc sticks a hand out, eyeing your phone that’s sticking out of your pocket.

you just stare at him, trying to figure out if he’s serious or not. and by the way he’s looking at you, he’s dead serious.

“i won’t go on it, and you’ll get it back tomorrow after dinner” he adds on and you shake your head.

“no” you mumble and marc scoffs.

“uh, yes. you’re lucky i didn’t hear anything or it’d be two weeks, and three days without the phone” he explains and you groan, throwing your head back into the couch cushions.

“and who are you to ground me and take my phone?” you ask rhetorically and you hear steven snicker before answering for marc.

“your fathers, now just hand it to him nicely and you’ll get it back before you know it” steven tries to negotiate and you shake your head, glaring at marc.

“alright, you difficult little bugger, jake you’re up” steven says and you see marc tense up just a bit, signaling that jake was now fronting.

“i’m giving you one last chance before have khonshu knock you out” he threatens and you stand up, your phone in your pocket and you hand out with your wrist pointing at him.

he makes a face and raises an eyebrow.

“put your hand down, princesa, this is a dangerous game you’re playing” he warns.

you just engage in a staring contest with jake, slowly moving to the side so that you could escape if need be.

but it didn’t get that far, your spidey senses alerted you of something behind you so you quickly shot a web out at jake, pulling him onto the couch while you ducked, whatever that was going to hit you or jake hitting the mirror he was standing in front of instead, and bouncing back to the source.

the source of course being khonshu, who was hit with whatever magic beam he just tried to murder you with.

“khonshu what the fuck?” you turn around, glaring at the bird while jake sneakily sticks a hand in your pocket to take your phone.

you didn’t notice jake, but what you did notice was a bright flash right before khonshu disappeared.

you blink a couple times before stepping around the couch, looking around to see if the dumb bird was hiding somewhere.

“khonshu you’re not funny, come out buddy” you say into thin air, taking another step but halt in your next when you hear a yell from below you.

you look down, and move your foot to see a tiny khonshu, who was about to be squished.

“holy shit”

“language”

“but steven look! he’s tiny!” you smile, picking up the tiny khonshu before he can run away.

“aw he’s cute”

“no he’s not” marc shakes his head.

“look how small he is” you grin up at jake, while khonshu tries to get out of your grip.

you have a tight hold on the tiny god to make sure he doesn’t run away and hide.

“wait- were you going to shrink her? pajaro estupido” jake mutters the last part, making you chuckle.

that’s when pedro and luna decided to enter the conversation, both of them looking up at you and wondering if it was for them.

“no, you can’t have this” you tell the cats, but they just keep staring up at khonshu with wide eyes.

“wait a damn minute, how can they see him?” marc asks and you shrug.

“cats can see spirits so why not gods?” you answer and he hums.

“..yeah, alright” marc decides not to argue with you, so you roll your eyes and set khonshu down on the counter.

“stay” you point at him, and he bangs the tiny stick onto the counter.

“don’t order me around, mortal” he shouts at you and you laugh, reaching for an empty jar in one of the cabinets.

jake, marc, and steven all just watched in amusement, leaning on the counter next to khonshu who was also watching you curiously.

pedro and luna however, hopped up onto the counter, and started batting khonshu around, while he cursed and threatened to kill them.

you simply pick him up again and drop him in the jar, closing the lid while marc and jake laugh at him in the background.

khonshu bangs on the glass while the cats just stare at him curiously.

“spider child! get me out of here this instant!” he yells and you smile at him.

“sorry, but you’re staying in that jar until you’re not three inches tall anymore”

“yeah, suck it khonshu” marc chuckles, and you raise an eyebrow.

you snort and take both the cats off the counter, so that they didn’t get fur all over the place.

“hey, where do you think you’re going?” steven asks and you turn around after setting the cats on the couch.

“i wanna okay with the cats” you pat your pocket, looking for your phone when jake holds it up, making you drop your jaw dramatically.

“traitor”

he just shrugs and puts it back in his pocket.

“but-“

“come here, we need to talk to you” steven says gently, now taking control of the body.

“yeah- okay” you mumble, coming back over and rapping your knuckles on the counter before looking up at steven.

“i’ve decided i’ll give you your phone back early- IF- you go clean up your room” he starts and you nod while smiling, marc scoffing in the background.

“that means pick up all the garbage, wash your sheets especially, and bring all the dishes out to the sink because i know for a fact you have cups hidden under your bed” he grins at you and you snort.

“yeah, i’ll just go get it over with then” you pat steven on the shoulder, about to pass him to get to your room when he turns you back around to give you a tight hug.

you reciprocate almost instantly, and he sighs.

“we’re sorry for being too hard on you. marc just worries to much” he chuckles and you smile, both of you letting go so that you could get to your tasks.

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it was two hours later and you were finally done and happily playing plants vs zombies on your phone, leaning against jake as he watched master chef.

jake loves watching master chef. he’s a big fan of gordon ramsay, since he yells at people all the time. he finds it amusing.

the jar that contained khonshu was in your lap, khonshu just sitting in it sulking.

that was when you heard a tap on the window, making you and jake look to it, seeing one of your bird friends waiting on the windowsill.

you smile and get up, jake going back to master chef as you open the window, letting the crow in after setting khonshu down on the coffee table.

it lands on your outstretched arm, dropping a small plain silver ring in your hand making you smile.

“awwww thank you” you pat the birds head, making it almost purr.

you didn’t see luna sneaking up behind you, and it was too late when she jumped up at the crow, making it squawk and leap off of you before flying in the opposite direction from the window, jake looking up in confusion as it flies around the whole house, not once coming near the window.

all the commotion got pedro chasing the bird, and of course her sister ended up following her.

so now you had a very confused jake, two feral cats chasing your friend, which is a crow, and tiny khonshu in a jar trying to break free.

you just sighed and shot a web out towards the cats, making them stop in their movements, and just sit there while jake got up and picked them up, distracting them from the crow.

you slipped the ring on your middle finger, just to keep it safe, and headed towards where it was hiding on a bookshelf.

you reached a hand out towards it and it just looked at you like you were some sort of alien.

“hey guys i know what we can have for dinner” marc suddenly says, gesturing to the crow through a mirror.

you gasp and steven starts arguing with him, while you roll your eyes and turn back around, holding both your hands out for the crow.

“come on, i’ll get you back home where it’s safe” you say softly, and the crow cocks it’s head before fluttering down into your hands, closing its eyes and nuzzling into you.

“it’s not food, jackass it’s my friend” you glare at marc while steven and jake look at you in amazement as you pet the crow, bringing it back to the open window.

“thank you for the gift, but it’s time to go back home” you set it on the windowsill, watching as it flies away.

you close the window again and sigh.

jake was still holding the cats, and there were feathers everywhere.

“that was odd” steven points out and you nod.

“would you like to help with supper? i promise it’s not crow” steven says and you chuckle.

“yeah sure” you smile.

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it was way after dinner, which was absolutely delicious considering it was vegan, and you were now laying on top of steven on the couch while you both watched your favorite show.

dinner was odd to say at least. marc was still out of it because of the whole sex thing, and they all gave you weird looks when you couldn’t get a can of soda open and decided to use a can opener.

it just seemed like a y/n thing to do, so you did it.

you even used a curly straw.

anyways, all three of your dads had come to like your favorite show as well, and not only because you’ve made them watch it a lot.

“you shouldn’t have let her have it early i’m still disappointed” marc complains and you scoff.

“you don’t have to worry marc” you start. “you three are still my only daddies” you say seriously and steven swats you on the back of the head.

“ow” you deadpan, and he scoffs.

“good one, princesa”

“don’t encourage her jake” marc scolds and you chuckle.

you were serious though. marc, steven, and jake were your only dads.

and since they are all your dads, you’re their daughter.

their daughter that they adore and love with all their hearts.

their pride and joy, one of the things that keep them going every day.

their little girl.

and it will always be that way now, just your dads and you.

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A/N : sorry the ending is rushed, i completely was busy today and forgot about it until like two hours ago :) i tried my best and now i’m cuddling with my cat and going to bed early yay

love you all so much, see you in a few days :))

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sihtricfedaraaahvicius · 10 months

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I want to give a quick update on the requests as I am finallyyyy seeing the end of the requests. (fr, loved them all, will throw my inbox open again when most of these are done, but I will be changing some request rules before I do).

fic update after the cut!

I am currently working on two modern requests: FBI!Sihtric and a secret relationship fic, can't say when they are done and ready to be published, but know I am working on them.

I will soon make a start on two TLK era fics too: viking king!Sihtric (I will refrain from the age gap request, I am not comfortable with that, but then I also don't specifically mention age in my fics, so I hope it'll be fine!) and the other one is a SKMD!Sihtric fic. so just a little heads up to those who requested them.

there is an older request from an anon, which was a loooong request and they suggested it could be a mini series; know that I like the idea! and I just want to say I might write it in the future, but as for now, I can't get myself to make a start because it is quite the commitment. Anon gave me a lot of details to work with, so it needs my full attention, and I am not in that state yet. but know that in future; it will happen, but I really can't tell you when exactly.

other requests that are pending are:

a follow up to the Plus One fic.

BFF/lowkey douchebag Sihtric (Anda, my girl, that's your fic)

another modern jealous Sihtric fic (you guys really love a jealous man huh???)

and yes, that Modern!Sihtric x Reader x Sigtryggr fic is definitely happening, it just needs to be the filthiest thing, right?? I gotta be in the right mood for that one.

and then the time travel request, it's still in the back of my head, and I WILL write it, but I need to figure out how exactly, as it's easy to repeat my other time travel fics, but I am a sucker for those stories so I'll find a way eventually.

I think I got all requests covered now! and if I personally wrote you to discuss some things, then you already know what's up.

thank you all for your time and (insane) requests, you readers are keeping me busy (in a good way)!

oh, I'm also toying with the idea of a short Workshop follow up soooo... I hope anyone is up for that, because blacksmith!Sihtric was a piece of work. besides that, all fics that are marked as [ongoing] are truly still ongoing.

so, who knows what fic drops tomorrow, I don't know yet either...

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lmk-aus-galore · 1 year

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Cinema Sins/Wins Rip off of Lego Monkie Kid

Bad Weather, Season 1 Episode 1

Finally doing this again bois!

Inspired by @satansaidmyturnintheh3llscape

Rules:

-I won’t be counting Animation Mistakes, because Idk how to do that, and I myself am a beginner animator (more like incredibly amateur, to the point I’m asking my sister for help) Unless of course the Animation is obviously and clearly having a mistake for me to watch. (Or it is said in the wiki) The other reason is because I don’t want to keep repeating a scene just to check for an animation mistake.

-I also won’t be counting flashbacks as ‘mistakes’ because most of them are based on bias.

-I’ll be formatting it like this

-Neutral

-Sin

-Win

-Most of this is Commentary, so there won’t be a last sentence nor win or sin counter.

-This is mostly for fun, no need to get offended.

Alright I’ll be placing the rules every single time, without further ado, let’s get into the episode

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-Intro

-._.

-And we already start off with a summary of the pilot, kudos!

-Season 1 already establishes the feeling of bias, like look at MK, and that’s how the people see him, no wonder SWK’s flashbacks don’t treat him like the goofy ass jester he seems to be.

-MK reiterating this reminds us why they are called as kids when they are literally grown adults…

-Is Pigsy seriously understaffed? Like he says he pulls a ‘quadruple shift’ and refers to everyone slacking off, not just MK who we know, ACTUALLY works there, not only that but Mei helps him in the Season 2 special and he’s shown to have no other staff…no wonder he’s a little anxious of the shop going out of business, he literally only has one person working for him and it’s MK!

-Tang also calls Pigsy ‘Piggy’ actually Sandy does too- the only one who doesn’t is MK who calls him ‘Dadsy’

-This is why you don’t play around when someone is working with a giant crane.

-Main character death number 2

-Pigsy is either still traumatized of MK nearly dying in the pilots or this is the writer’s already establishing that MK was adopted by Pigsy.

-Also as much as I love Dad Wukong, Dadsy best dad for the win.

-Also Pigsy for the win for teaching him responsibility with using powers.

-Mei got too much free time in her hands…

-Looking at the team base, it looks like it’s either underwater or part of the ship.

-Pigsy and MK asking the real questions fr

-Sandy building a secret base is a win in my book. Appreciate Sandy and Mei more fandom! APPRECIATE.

-‘An Eon trapped under a mountain’ I hate to be too literal but an eon is 0.5 billion years

-On the other hand this is sad because he thought he was trapped for a billion years…imagine that, in total darkness without having to see your wife and son.

-Again what era is this in? Because that’s some high-tech shit to control the damn weather. And we know that China at least ATTEMPTED it…I think?

-I like that when the characters show you can hear their theme songs in the background.

-Red Son seems to be broadcasting this as he is video recording, but he also seems to be broadcasting this as if it’s a voice recording.

-Just How strong is that rain?!

-‘When I’m finished my father will once more DOMINATE the world’ ok, so what I’m getting at is that he’ll flood the whole country so that MK can’t do shit. Which is fair since the rain seems THAT strong…

-Sandy scurrying away at the background lol XD

-‘Don’t just dive headfirst into danger!’ 3 seasons later and they all do it anyway…

-Also you all did that when MK freaking dies in the pilots and Tang was willing to even if he seems to have no battle experience…

-Man having MK as a son must be so stressful for Pigsy XD.

-Soo how did the others get here?

-‘I thought I smelled garbage, turns out I was right!’ Red Son, bud, you can do better.

-Lol, Mei and Sandy in the background, ngl Sandy, Mei and MK’s trio is WIDELY underrated, like seriously, these three have been paired up FOUR TIMES, and are shown to hang out a lot, like, GIVE THIS TRIO SOME ATTENTION, they’re the ones with the most episodes than Traffic Light Trio. And TLT was only a trio for like, 2 Specials at LEAST, these guys had like FOUR EPISODES with just them together.

-Red Son sitting there unphased just shows that he knows for a fact MK was winning by pure luck alone.

-‘You dorks done beating each other up yet?’ Again he’s unphased, just showing how he KNOWS that MK is soo inexperienced.

-This Episode has the least sins in here, I’m finding it difficult to find a sin-

-OOOOOHHH THAT GOTTA HURT-!

-‘I guess the GARBAGE takes itself out now!’ That’s better.

-Also, as much as I can understand that the animators were still working on the style for the show, I…still don’t like how it looks in Season 1 tbh-

-How strong is MK for him to create a giant crater when he falls?! Even if he isn’t invincible anymore, he still made a crater.

-Early showcase of MK being a people pleaser for his own good.

-You know with the context of Season 4 I’m wondering if MK allowed Wukong to search his hair but didn’t want to because Wukong is still a stranger to him or…it’s him generally being confused.

-*Aggressively smacks Wukong around as he worries what’s wrong with him.*

-‘In order to have full control of your powers you need self-confidence’ ‘I got self-confidence!’ ‘Nope, you’re just loud’ Way to call him out Wukong.

-But yeah, judging by how Wukong just keeps GETTING NEW ABILITIES with his powers being connected to Self-Confidence, it’s probably a source.

-Notice how Wukong never says that MK’s powers were his, he never says ‘In order to have full control of MY powers.’ He says ‘In order to have full control of YOUR powers’

-Tbh, Wukong being a vague and horrible mentor might come from his time with Subodhi, he’s probably learning how to be a good mentor as he goes, but he probably only has experience from Subodhi and Tripitaka as well- like, Trip might have taught him many things, but it didn’t help that he was captured 24/7.

-And you know how to limit his power, how? For all I know, MK and you are the only ones with your powers.

-I do wonder if the whole ‘invincibility’ thing was probably the reason why Wukong has an everlasting scar on his eyes.

-Ok hold on, why is MK invincible? Why now at least? Like, if he had those powers at birth, why is he invincible? Wukong wasn’t invincible at all, he had to get that invincibility, heck, it was probably from Subodhi’s illegal immortality that Wukong gained…why was HE invincible?

-And they never touch up on this again.

-Man Pigsy cannot catch a BREAK with MK.

-They also never do this again.

-Damn Red Son can punch!

-Nvm, he does sometimes use that Gold Vision like Marinette.

-Wait why is Tang the only one gagged?!

-I love how childish MK is…

-Now Tang is no longer gagged.

-that gotta hurt…

-AGAIN HOW STRONG IS THAT WEATHER?!

-How does MK not have memory loss yet?

-BY THE GODS OF PLOT CONVENIENCE

-No but seriously, I’m glad they switched it up a bit in Season 4 because Seasons 1-3 all the villains seem like they ALL were living in Megapolis, like how, why, is it because Wukong lives nearby?

#lego monkie kid #lmk #lmk sun wukong #lmk monkey king #monkie kid #mk lmk #lmk mk #lmk qi xiaotian #lmk dbk #lmk pigsy #lmk tang sanzang #lmk swk #lmk princess iron fan #lmk tang #lmk mei #lmk red son #lmk sandy #cinema sins

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leonardburton · 1 year

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tagged by my beloved @swordfaery

Rules: shuffle your ‘on repeat’ playlist and post the first 10 tracks, then list 10 songs you really like, each by a different artist. then tag 10 people to do the same thing.

Shuffle:

Burn, Baby, Burn by Sea Power (song from disco elysium. that scene made me feel some sort of feeling or perhaps emotion)

Pasadena by La Femme (it's a cute song)

Trop beau by Lomepal (lyrics aren't kinda eh but it's a good song to put in the background while reading 27-page pdfs)

Maialen by La Femme (i Love this song. the way she says "las tormentas MÁS violentas" at 2:02. iykyk)

It's time to wake up 2023 by La Femme (they released it in 2013 so listening to it rn is p neat. very good to fall asleep to)

Souffle le vent by Odezenne (good song. yeah)

Decrescendo by Lomepal (good to read pdfs and fall asleep or staring out the bus window)

Drag by St Graal (it's such a bop. win for genderqueerness and non conformity everywhere)

The Adults are Talking by The Strokes (forever win. no need to explain)

Me Gustas Tu by Manu Chao (it's. so sweet. cures depression in 1 day result guaranteed refund if not satisfied* (*understanding of spanish language required for full effect))

10 songs i really like

Tatiana by La Flemme (huge win for sapphics everywhere. yes i know i listen to La Femme too much)

Caprice by Odezenne (i also listen to Odezenne too much. even though i only like like 6 of their songs)

Avant qu'il n'y ait le monde by Feu! Chatterton (it's a vibe idk what to say)

Fous ta cagoule by Fatal Bazooka (relistened to this absolute banger from 2006 over winter break. turns out my little brother didn't know it cos he's too young so i tortured him with it)

Parle à ma main (likewise except 2007)

L'Assassymphonie by Mozart l'Opéra Rock (my most beloved ahab mentioned it a couple of weeks ago and i fell down the rabbit hole again. i got the cds + bts dvd for my 10th birthday because i was too obsessed with it)

L'Enfer by Stromaé (he's so right)

Social Cues by Cage the Elephant (forever trapped in my brain)

À Peu Près by Pomme (it's a sweet song idk)

Tales of Dominica by Lil Nas X (banger.)

tagging @asticot i am curious about your taste in music, @krayonders hello old mutual @bookshelpwithmysocialanxiety @kirkwords @lasilhouetteinbianco @alfredolover119 @all-eternity @honorbound13 double tagging the neon fam hahahhaha. also anyone who wants to do it consider yourself tag fr. partake in the humble joy of sharing music

#this is. too french #why do i listen to so much french music #it's a recent development but it's Developed alright #i promise i also listen to music in other languages #luftballoons is in spot 12 of my most played rn lmao #and icarus by mashru leila was n° 17! should have put that in the liked songs list. i love them sm #also spanish. sideeying la femme's latest album and the number of its song in my 2022 year in review + most played songs of the moment #cheers everyone

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kissesandsuch · 8 months

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Okay I just gotta say you’re supposed to be a born again Christian and shit you’re mildly upset that not everyone else in the world is but why are you still bitching?? You don’t wanna sit with someone……because they wear an evil eye necklace? Ohhh so you can disrespect other religions and be a preachy bitch and act like you’re better than everyone but god forbid I say oh my god I’m suddenly terrible and disrespectful? Hey bro people were nailing that man to a cross I don’t think a 15 year old girl saying omg is that big a deal. And side note HES NOT FUCKING REAL and even if he is why would I go to hell?? For not believing?? If god is merciful and good and shit he should understand that I’m thinking with my brain and not my heart and I’m simply not afraid of dying and don’t need comfort on it. I also wanna fuck bitches and get money. And also sexualize priests every chance I get. Can’t explain it. Maybe it’s like the mental superiority and corruption aspect of it? Idk I’m crazy. But yeah fuck you bitch I don’t like that girl either but I guarantee if I said ONE THING about being agnostic or an atheist you’d blow up. I’m a good person and shit and I’m not tryna start nothing but seriously fuck you im not dancing around the rules to your made up bullshit. You’re gonna feel real dumb for not being happy and satisfying yourself when you die and realize there’s no god. Womp womp. Imagine not fucking or cussing or doing drugs or masterbating?? Okay what do you do?? I’m playing sorta. Like bro you won’t listen to rock or “devil worship” music? Faggot what??😭😭 tf you mean you don’t support gay ppl you were ankle deep in pussy and yk damn well I’ve been there too. It just pisses me off. Religion pisses me off. It all pisses me off so hard. Jesus is a character THATS ALL. Yall mistranslated a book. That’s all there is to it. Fuck you and fuck god fr. The only amount of faith I have in ANYYYTHING is the universe. That shit WORKS. IDC you tried manifesting or meditating?? Have you tried crystals?? Essential oils?? Rituals?? That shit works in mysterious ways idk. I don’t believe in god but I believe the universe has good things in store for me. I don’t need to pray or worship the universe, I just know it’s there and that’s fire. No personification of it either that’s just my gang the universe. I think that’s a healthy relationship with faith tbh. I have faith that everything will work out and that the universe is on my side and I don’t have to try to be someone I’m not or deny myself or hate others to earn the universes love. I just KNOW it freaked her out when she was talking shit and I started reciting the Bible and told her to love thy neighbor and not judge….hey your words I’m just repeating them….. run that back fr….. it actually makes me mad the only religious people allowed are John Ward and Orel Puffington. That’s all we got. So fuck you and fuck your cult and fuck god and fuck trying to make me feel bad for finding it dumb bc adleast I’m trying to bet you a million I could make you question your belief in a minimum of 500 words but nah I’m not bc I’m a good person why can’t you do the same?

#I’m very mad about my friend becoming Christian and trying to force it on everyone like fuck that dude who are you you used to be cool

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miazeklos · 2 years

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I’m kind of like Jaime and Cersei but tbh she cheats on him and calls on him when she needs him to do something for her. Calls him stupid, slaps him around, body Shames him I feel like she doesn’t really love him. She just needs someone to do things for her. What’s ur opinion on this ?

I mean, I do very much believe she loves him given that I ship them, haha. I also think that the way they both express their love isn't necessarily conventional, healthy or even good in the sense you'd apply to, like... literally any other circumstances but theirs.

Are we talking show or books? I feel like you mean books more than anything, and I think that 90% of the 'Jaime is only HeR rEfLeCtIoN' takes miss the mark completely, to sum it up, so let's tacklе em both in detail. Sorry, this got kinda long.

- cheats on him

Yeah, this one is a hаrd no from me, books or show. It's stated/shown plainly enough that it was literally the only way to get loyalty out of men, and she very much resents that fact. The only one I can kind of see is Taena in the books, but even that is more a form of therapy than anything else. It had never been good with anyone but Jaime. How this one is even debatable still is beyond me.

- calls him stupid

While I don't think that her saying that helps any, it's along the same vein that he calls her mad on - it's a shorthand for, 'are you fr right now' on things that he should really know better, even if she hasn't explicitly lectured him on. Her calling him impulsive for freeing Tyrion, resulting in Tywin's death, is not unjustified, for example. It is also kinda weird to assume that she wants to send all their forces North to help people who want them both dеad when she told him half an episode ago that they need to be clever about fighting Daenerys, i.e. trick her in some way. It was pretty stupid to be mad about that, and he kept underestimating her thorough the season on things she clearly could handle, having been queen for like 20 years, so I can't really blame her for gloating about it a little.

(He very much does this in the books, too - she's talking about things she'd like to do and has to remind him that she's aware that she can't when he starts lecturing her on it. Again, that's not particularly quick of him, even if it's in favour of getting her to see reason that she's already seeing, lol.)

- slaps him around

In the books she does this when he insults her in front of a bunch of people in court with the full realisation that they're being listened to. In the show, she does it after he responds to her legitimate concern of how they'd handle the Bran situation if it got up to Robert with a quip about how he'd fight him for her, as if that wouldn't cause a massive war (which she was right about, btw).

Again, violencе is not the answer. I don't think slapping people solves anything. But, given who the characters are, this is really nothing really out there, like... in the show, Jaime pretty much takes it as fоreplау.

- bodуshames him

This doesn't happen in the show at any point, I think, so, in the books: it is the sort of аbleism that seems rather Westeros-typical, and she often ties it to his intelligence - it's mostly sentiment like, 'he lost his wits with his sword hand', which she says as a double offence - 'you're stupid and also one-handed'. Is it childish? Yes. Is it kind of uncalled for 90% of the time? Also yes. Is it in tune with the way he also treats her? Sure does, given that she mainly does it in retaliation when he obviously doesn't take her concerns seriously or ridicules her for them.

As with the violencе, it's obviously not something that's good or helpful or commendable. It's, to be perfectly honest, petty sibling back-and-forth with no real end in sight, and very typical for them. She calls him stupid and insults his missing hand, he also calls her stupid and insults her ruling skills because they're both mad and bitter at each other for various things. Rinse and repeat.

- she doesn’t really love him

I'm not even gonna argue that one for the show, because she very obviously does love him there, and even though she's a harsher character in the books even in her inner monologue, when this debate pops up, this is always the scene I think of:

"Where is my brother?" "Down the tunnel. There's a shaft, with iron rungs set in the stone. Ser Jaime went to see how deep it goes." He has only one hand, she wanted to shout at them. One of you should have gone. He has no business climbing ladders. The men who murdered Father might be down there, waiting for him. Her twin had always been too rash, and it would seem that even losing a hand had not taught him caution. She was about to command the guards to go down after him and bring him back...

Which I guess is weird, because she has far more romance-oriented moments regarding him, like thinking of how much she wants to kiss him or dreaming 'sweet dreams' where they're married and their son is on the throne, but it just strikes me as so careful and almost endearing when compared to her usual internal narrative. She criticises him for being too rash, but is terrified for his safety, and especially so because of his lost hand, and it makes her indignant that no one else thought to keep him safe as if the entirety of the Red Keep is supposed to be as invested in his wellbeing as she is. He has no business climbing ladders!

As for her making him do things for her, this is a good moment to remind everyone that he has done maybe 3 things she actually asked of him and the rest was just stuff he thought she'd like him to do, so, like.... that's on him, tbh.

#Jaime Lannister #Cersei Lannister #Jaime x Cersei #got #asks

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calumxkisses · 3 years

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Sleep On The Floor | c.h.

pairing: calum hood x reader

genre: fluff

warnings: none

summary: life’s getting dark grey, lucky for you, Calum is ready to show you all the colors - or maybe that’s what you dream about.

a/n: hi beautiful angels, i’m back! sorry for being away fr such a long time but i was studying and trying my best to stay alive. today’s also my birthday and i wanted to thank all of you for loving my past serie. i love every single on of you.

this imagine its inspired by the song: sleep on the floor

♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

The music is loud, the same songs are repeated continuously but the constant talk and the drinks make it difficult to notice the monotony of these parties. It is a monotony that you relive every weekend since you started working in the music industry and it doesn’t depend on the place, the week or the event, the same things repeat themselves over and over again.

Dark grey. It’s the color that you best associate to this situation. It’s that color that makes you think about factories, workers in line, controlled by rules and by a world that leaves no room for creativity, for change, for a better world. You remember that Charlie Chaplin’s movie that your professor made you watch in school and the way he ends up living an adventure. Will that happen to you too? It’s just a party, you think, but because it’s a party you shouldn’t feel this way.

You’ll take a plane tomorrow and you’ll end up in another city that you won’t visit because there’ll be no time. After the concert or the interview, you’ll end up in some hidden place dancing and drinking and the day after another plane or bus will be waiting for you. And when the tour ends, you’ll be able to breathe.

The girl in front of you keeps talking about the promotion she got at work, but you stopped listening to her a long time ago. Didn't she get the promotion last week? Or was it another girl? Maybe she was the one who had just returned from a business trip?

Across the room, a few steps away from you, Calum, Luke and Roy are talking about the new album the band is working on, the new genre they are experimenting with and the lyrics they enjoy writing but will never release. They spend their days like this, searching for new sounds and writing lyrics about salads and strange places where they get lost.

You look around before your gaze gets placed in front of you and you notice that Calum is looking at you too, his curly hair with shades of blonde free from any beanie and he’s still wearing the leather jacket. His eyes stare at you and a little grin forms on his lips. Without realizing it, you slowly approach each other.

“It doesn't look like you're having fun.”

“My stomach hurts from how much I’m laughing.” You say in a sarcastic tone, your face expressing your emotion.

“What’s going on? Are you okay?” Calum knows you. He knows your need to break free from the world and the way you love everything that is extraordinary. He needs that too, he wants to have the possibility to just be him and not the bassist from 5 Seconds Of Summer, but he’ll never tell you this, he won’t give you the satisfaction of being right. But you know.

“No, I'm just tired of always doing the same things.” You say dramatically, sighing.

“Then let's do something different.”

“Like what? Playing hide and seek instead of beer pong?”

“No, let’s leave. We have a couple of hours before this party ends and nobody will notice our absence anyway. Let’s do something different for once.”

You smile. He’s trying to relieve your suffering and you appreciate that.

Calum walks away for a moment and when he returns, your jacket is in his hand and no longer on the couch. He throws it at you and offers you his hand. “A Taxi is already waiting for us outside. What do you think?” His smile is wide on his face, but not as big as the one that forms on your face when you grab his hand and drag him out.

You both laugh as you get into the car, your adrenaline is running high and you already feel better. The driver smiles at the scene, Calum whispers something in his ear and then sits back on the seat, his eyes following your body before looking in your eyes.

“I didn’t know you could speak French.” You say looking at his face.

“There’s a lot of things that you don’t know about me, love.” He says before looking in front of him, mentally trying to remember the name of the streets. His side profile is lightened by different colors as you pass all the different neons of the shops of the city.

The window on your right is slightly lowered. You rest your head on his shoulder and close your eyes, the wind brushes your face and the noise of the city is like a melody in your ears. Calum kisses your hair and rests his head on yours.

You’re in a car, just the two of you stuck in traffic, yet you feel like you are in a different world, in a world of constant change, where everything happens only once and you are ready to treasure every second of it.

You don’t know how many minutes have passed by before Calum taps on your shoulder and whispers, “Look.” before pointing to his left. You open your eyes and the Arc de Triomphe lights up the city. It’s a masterpiece that reigns in the French city. It’s fully illuminated and stands powerful in the center of the rotunda.

“Wow.” It's the only thing you can say as you get closer to the window to get a better look. The driver chuckles at your reaction. You are too distracted by the beauty of the monument to notice the way Calum looks at you, lost in the way the lights illuminate your face and the way your hand is in his, as if they were made to hold only each other.

All the cars are driving past the monument as if it was nothing, probably used to the view, but you can’t get enough of the magical feeling that you feel just by looking at it.

As the Arc de Triomphe is now behind you, you sit back in your seat, your mouth still slightly open from the astonishment of the sight. They might have been some of the most intense minutes you’ve ever experienced.

“Everytime we finish a show here, we always ask to pass by here. After the confusion of the concert, this view always manages to bring peace. Usually we are always exhausted but we try to stay awake as much as possible to not miss this view.” He whispers, looking out and smiling at the memories.

“I know how much you daydream and how much you like these views and as soon as they gave us the tour dates, I immediately asked to let you come with us. I knew you would like it.”

The idea that Calum has thought of you, especially in this occasion, warms your heart. He’s not a person who expresses what he feels, he finds it difficult to open up to the world and to the people around him and you know that that's his way of showing that he cares, by gestures, thoughts and small details.

“Thank you, Calum. We passed here yesterday and it was magical in the sun, I didn't expect to love it even more at night.”

The car crosses a bridge and the Seine is illuminated, leading you to fall even more in love with this city. It is definitely the most romantic city in the world, as everyone says.

“Close your eyes.” Calum whispers, taking your hand and putting them on your eyes.

“Wait, why? What are you doing?” You ask but he stays silent. Your heart beats fast.

Before you know it, the car stops and Calum talks to the driver. You are tempted to open your eyes and peek but the idea that he has decided to surprise you makes you feel too much guilt to do it so you decide to keep your hands on your face.

Calum opens the door, “Give me your hand but keep your eyes closed, okay?” You nod before holding out your hand. He grabs it and, being careful not to hurt you, he gets you out of the car.

You walk for a while, the noise of the stones is loud as you walk on them and the wind ruffles your hair.

“Keep your eyes still closed for a moment.” He whispers in your ear making you feel chills all over your body.

You feel him moving away and you try to use your senses to understand where you are. You hear people talking in the distance, the noise of some cars behind you as you play with your fingers to entertain yourself while you wait. You aren’t afraid, there’s no single cell in your body that feels fear, you trust him too much to think about the idea that he left you there. He would be ready to climb the highest mountain and cross the hottest deserts to come to you, there’s no emergency that’ll let him leave your side.

Since the first moment his eyes saw you, he knew that he couldn’t let you go.

You feel someone stand in front of you before you hear him speak: “Okay, you can open your eyes now.”

Calum is standing in front of you, he’s looking straight in your eyes to see your reaction. He’s holding a red rose in his right hand and a huge smile is on his lips. Behind him, the Eiffel Tower is majestic, a source of light in the dark of the night. You’re left speechless, the magic you’re living is impossible to explain with words. It seems like billions of stars are joined by surrounding the structure, illuminating it and making it something eternal.

There are a few people in the distance, taking photos of the structure and laughing at each other.

There’s a musician on the side of the tower, she’s playing songs that you’re not familiar with and yet they seem to be perfect for this moment. They might be love songs, or even sad songs, but the melody envelops the atmosphere that surrounds you, making you look like the protagonists of a dream.

“Calum.” It’s the only thing you’re able to say. He’s standing there, between you and the Eiffel Tower, one of the most beautiful attraction in the entire world and yet his beauty almost steals the spotlight. But he’ll never know.

He grins and turns around to admire the structure. You reach to take your phone from the pocket of your jacket and take a picture of him, of the Tower, of everything that is surrounding you. Something to look at when you’ll need to think about a happy memory.

“I’m in love. That’s it. I know what love looks like now.” You said admiring the view.

“With me?” He looks at you smiling.

“You wish, don’t you?.”

He laughs and there’s no sound that could be better than that. Not even a view could be more beautiful. Calum Hood laughing in front of the Eiffel Tower, in the middle of the night, surrounded by stars is a sight that no one will ever experience and you hold this moment close to your heart.

“I’m moving here.” You say after a few minutes of silence.

“You can’t.”

“Why?”

“I can’t live without you.” Your heart skips a beat. “How am I supposed to wake up on time and to go to all my appointments if you don’t remind me?” You both laugh.

“Fine, I’ll honor you with my presence for a little while longer.”

“Thank you.”

For a moment, you look straight into each other's eyes. The world seems to stop, except for the Tower and the music in the distance. Calum takes a piece of your hair behind your ear and you can see your reflection in his eyes.

“It’s getting late, we should go.” He whispers close to your lips.

“Do we really have to go?” You want to close your eyes but you can’t seem to leave the sight of his face. A face that you see everyday but that you can’t get enough of.

“Yeah but this’ll be our little secret. A place that you can escape to when you’re tired of the world. It’s gonna be here-” He says before pointing to your mind, “-and here.” He stops pointing to your heart and for a second you stop breathing.

“We have too many secrets, Calum.” You say as he takes your hand and walks towards the Taxi. You can’t see his face but his body language is telling you that he’s smiling.

He opens the door of the car and gets in and you follow him, not before looking at the Eiffel Tower one last time and taking a deep breath.

The drive back to the party passes quickly and silently, your head is again resting on Calum's shoulder and his head is resting on yours, your hands are intertwined as you play with your fingers while the stereo plays slow, almost inaudible music.

“We are here.” The driver says with a strong accent and you realize that you're back in that building. You both get out of the car and while Calum pays for the ride, you look around you.

“It’s okay to escape reality every once in a while, as long as you remember to come back to reality to me.” He whispers while you get inside the house and you look at him confused before noticing the scene in front of you.

As you enter through the big door, you see that everything looks exactly as when you left. People are doing the same things they were doing before and while you throw your jacket on the couch, you notice that the stereo is playing the same playlist it was playing a couple of hours ago.

Calum is back at talking with Roy and Luke, he’s holding a drink and he’s laughing at something his friend is saying.

You go back to the group you were with at the start of the party, nobody seemed to have noticed your absence. The girl in front of you keeps talking about the promotion she got at work but you’re not really listening.

You look around before your gaze gets placed in front of you and you notice that Calum is looking at you too, he gives you a questioning look and winks before turning his attention back to his friends.

You smile.

#calum hood #calum hood imagine #calum hood imagines #calum imagine #calum hood x you #calum hood x reader #5 seconds of summer #5sos imagine #5sos imagines #calum thomas hood #calum 5 seconds of summer #calum 5sos #imagine #ashton irwin #ashton 5sos #luke hemmings #luke 5sos #michae #michael 5sos

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mushroom-winners-proof · 2 years

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God your art now has me thinking about demyx and luxord in this au… i replied with a bunch of my thoughts for luxord on the art but also. Corporate Espionage duo.

Demyx is a disgraced business mogul, one of the original investors in the master of masters shady corporation, however due to arguing with the plan of the school and being suspected of being the mole that got the feds on moms back he got exiled and blacklisted from the world of business, only keeping his many connections and instead making a living as a busker living under the radar, and due to his discretion and connections, he became a sort of messenger across shell companies and partners of Darkness Inc since he could talk to whoever without affecting their stock prices too much.

Luxord as someone who has a job in every place, always at the right time taking a shift (i put a bunch of my thoughts under the art so i won’t repeat myself lmao) but who was similarly involved with the Master of Master’s company, maybe the bar the higher ups frequent for unsavory deals, but went in with Demyx to break into the corporate worlds more official side, still hearing the secrets locked away under three stiff whiskeys.

They live together as roommates and are perpetual gossips, but no one can quite place any of the gossip as real except one time, where an intern Roxas over heard them gossiping about Xion and talking about how the incident was Riku’s fault, and that being the moment when Roxas went feral.

i remember a bit ago someone proposed axel and xigbar also dabbling in espionage and those two make sense ngl but now im just thinking of all the snakes in these damn companies like yall need pest control fr fr

demyx needa look into a Wilson Wilson Utopia approach and just wipe himself from the internet

@kitkat-the-muffin: "I imagine Luxord just swaps between buildings instantly, like Larry from TAWOG (if you don't know, Larry has 1000 jobs and is that one character who works everywhere as an excuse to not have to invent more characters for other job occupations)"

"In the comic with Riku using Ansem's cape as a blanket you had heartless using dark passages (probably artificial heartless based on the AU rules) so I'd imagine buildings and every one in a while he wears the wrong uniform and shows up to Darkness Inc in his Nobody Uniform lol Maybe that's what Darkness Inc does, make Dark Passages XD"

big fan of the consensus that luxord IS a wild card and he's just. EVERYWHERE doing his own thing trying to make bank i love characters who do just has a roulette of jobs for no explicable reason. speaking of Inexplicable Things ansem just got portals and demon kids, totally normal thing for a CEO to have innit

#'long post #intern riku au #snap chats #anyway as per usual ill post all my in-depth thoughts here hiiiii #first can i just say i like reading all the in-depth lore stuff you guys send me #not only cause its just interesting seeing what you guys do with the setting and canon like thats undeniably fun #but its also funny cause in my brain this shit just functions like. The Office But Vaguely Supernatural LMAO #when i made the Riku Falls Asleep On Ansem's Couch post i hadnt thought in depth about things so i didnt think bout how heartless existed #but i mean theres still a science element with these companies so they can just come about how they do canonically #brothers fucked around to make hearts and got. Got Those OOPS #cant explain the nobodies yet but we're not going to touch em rn lemme stay on track i only have 30 tags #the thought that ansem's company also dabbles in teleportation is sendin me ngl #yall just makin transporation?? bet. side affect is prob health issues or something i unno #prob wont ACTUALLY make that a thing in au canon but i want to because i like the gag that like #ansem just summons heartless from the ether that makes me snort but i'll work on that another day

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bby-ahgastay · 4 years

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Locked In - H.J.S

a/n: so this took way too long :/. my brain cell is giving out fr🤧. i hope you enjoy it!

member: Han Jisung (Stray Kids)

summary: one friday some of you decide to sneak into school and hotbox the principal's office, but you and jisung get locked in together, leaving you alone for a while👀.

warnings: smoking weed, oral(m.receiving), fingering, unprotected sex(always use condoms tho bc fuck them kids loll), slight degradation, hair pulling, a little choking.

requested: yes!! and i wanted to say again thank you for requesting this at all, and i'm still sorry it took so long🥺. i really want to try writing more so feel free to request more too!

"miss y/l/n, would you like to repeat that?" your math teacher tilts one ear towards you from her spot in front of the class, new seating chart still clutched tightly in her clammy hands. every one of your classmates shifts to look back at you, your seat in the way back and clearly on purpose. while you were back there, your three closest friends were all scattered in the front.

each of them watches you as well, on standby in case you need any of them to help you out. ryujin is good at helping you rile the teacher up even more. jeongin and chaeryeong use their baby faces to their advantage, usually throwing the teacher some puppy dog eyes and hardly even saying anything, yet still managing to get her to back off of you guys. in some cases they even distract her long enough for you two to escape.

you're not sure why, it's not like she doesn't know that they're your friends. it must be something about their cute, innocent looks that always seemed to make your teacher forget whose side they were on.

"oh, sure!" you chirp, setting your pencil down and beginning to fold the paper you just wrote on. the words 'let's leave early, fuck this' get covered more and more each time you fold a piece of the paper, your eyes not even moving to look at the teacher as you continue. "i said, this seating chart is bullshit. moving us all from our friends won't stop us, you know. it might be quiet for now, but we are not paying attention," you chuckle bitterly, inspecting the paper airplane as you finish it.

"now we'll just be even more distracted finding new ways to communicate," you hold up the plane to show your teacher, making a small 'pop' sound with your mouth as you launch it to ryujin. your friend lights up and stands to catch it, opening the paper and snickering before nodding at you, chae and innie catching your faces and already knowing what to do.

"you two cut it out right now! shin ryujin, give me that paper!" she steps closer to ryujin, the girl scowling at her as she stands on her desk, holding the paper up high as she crumples it in one hand.

"full name? really? i mean, who do you think you are? my mother? get over yourself already," ryujin scoffs. the teacher seethes, arms crossed and foot tapping.

"get down before i call security!"

"bite me, dude."

"AH!!" chaeryeong suddenly screams, climbing on top of her desk dramatically. "miss, i just saw a rat!" she cries out, pointing towards a gap between the wall and bookshelf. the teacher sighs as everyone else gasps and shouts, bringing their feet and bags off the ground.

"chaeryeong... this school does not have rats..." she rubs at her face with one hand, eyes covered as she boils in frustration. while she's not looking, ryujin slowly lowers herself back to the tile, quietly gathering her bag and backing up. you also get your stuff together and begin trying to head towards the back door.

the teacher takes her hand from her face and nearly turns around to ryujin's desk again, but jeongin jumps up to her side, clinging onto her arm to bring her towards the shelf and timidly pointing towards it.

"no, miss, she's right! i saw it too! it-it was huge!" his eyes stare down at her, wide and shining. the last thing you hear is the teacher groaning, then the bookshelf moving and even more chaos from your classmates, then you and ryujin rush to slip out of the door.

as soon as the door closes, you both break for the cafeteria, deciding on an early lunch like you usually do when you sneak out of this class. you both laugh as you make it to the lunch room, catching your breaths for a moment before walking into the large room.

a few other students are already there too, some in line to get food and some sitting at tables while they wait for friends. you and ryujin head over to where you usually sit, a large table where a couple of your friends already wait for everyone.

"hey guys," ryujin pats yeji on the shoulder, sitting between her and lia. you sit in the seat next to yeji, leaning back and smiling at your older friends. as they begin talking you just take out your phone and headphones, opting to listen to music and scroll through twitter rather than join in.

as you start your playlist you hear the chair next to you scraping against the floor. with only a glance over your shoulder you see han jisung, laughing with some friends as they all sit at your table. you try to bite back a smile as he sits next to you, turning his attention from minho and felix to you.

"hey, you're here early," he beams down at you, opening the drink he just bought and handing it to you to have a sip. you shrug and set your phone down, taking your earbuds out as you sit up straighter and take the bottle.

"yeah, some stuff happened in class today, ryujinnie and i-"

"oh my god, y/n, ryujin! you should have seen, it was so great!" you hear chaeryeong exclaim as her and jeongin come bounding towards your table. you chuckle and shake your head lightly as they plop down in seats across from you, gasping for their breaths through laughter.

the others all give them their full attention, curiosity in everyone's eyes. your partner in crime grins at them both, ready to hear what happened once you left, but you just watch jisung as he waits to hear what they have to say.

"after you guys left everyone pretty much said fuck it, we spent the rest of the class with everyone just throwing paper airplanes and the teacher totally just gave up! she sat there the whole time at her desk on her phone and just let us. it would have been sad if she wasn't such a bitch," jeongin shakes his head, cringing at the bitter memories of your teacher.

"ah, i had her, too! she was awful," jisung scrunches his nose, eyes coming back to you. he's a year older than you, meaning he's also a year ahead of you in school. "i must applaud you, as much as me and the others tried we never got her to actually give up. surprising since there were so many of us, really! you two did what me, seungmin, felix, hyunjin, yeji, and lia couldn't," he shakes his head a little, seeming amused yet proud of you.

you only smile up at him as the conversation continues around you.

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"GAH!" you feel someone jumping on you, hands on your shoulders. with seungmin being consideredably larger than you, you nearly topple over and try to grab onto the closest person to keep yourself up. you catch hyunjin by surprise as you do, his reaction being to practically scream and jump back when you try to grab his arm, swatting you off of him and hardly making it any easier for you.

"my god, you two are gonna kill one of these girls one day," chan shakes his head at the younger boys.

"min, that was unprovoked!" jisung tries to stop himself from laughing, hands on both of your arms to make sure you're steady. this is really pointless given that you've already stopped yourself from falling, barely assisted by hyunjinnie.

he ruffles your hair and scrunches his nose at you playfully. you're sure that you look up at him with hearts in your eyes, your face heating up just from being this close to the boy.

"gosh, my poor baby! just look at how red her face is, she's overwhelmed!" lia exclaims, stroking your hair gently from behind you, then turning to lightly hit seungmin on the chest. the rest of your group all laugh as her and yeji both begin lightly scolding seungmin and hyunjin.

with jisung still not moving, you only look up at him. a pretty smile takes over his face as he laughs at your guys' friends. you can't help yourself as you reach out to pinch one of his cheeks, your face heating up again as he looks at you with a pout.

"what was that for," he tries not to laugh, his bottom lip still sticking out. hiding your giddy expression, you shrug, turning to ryujin before he says anything else.

"did you ever get your phone back from the principal?"

"no!" she frowns deeply, crossing her arms and glaring towards the principals office. she had been forced to go all day without it when a teacher took it in first period. "i went to go get it last period but she said that since it's happened so many times she gets to keep it here all weekend. which, by the way, is a rule that i have never heard at this school!" she nearly shouts, and everyone in your friend group just stares at her.

"sorry, i'm just mad about my phone," she mumbles, arms crossed.

most of the group nods understandingly and returns to their conversations. but you look around and pull together a group of six; you, ryujin, chaeryeong, seungmin, jeongin, and jisung. they all look at you curiously as you motion for them to take a few steps away from everyone else.

"why don't we get your phone back? like, tonight," you look at each of them. they all consider it for a moment, ryujin the only one who doesn't look unsure. "no one will be here past eight. that's when even the last security guard gets tired and goes home, and we already know how to sneak into the office," you point between yourself and the other two girls.

"how?"

"why does that matter?"

"well, i mean, i'm just saying, i don't know how, so this is obviously something you did without me," jeongin grumbles, arms crossed and pouting childishly.

"god, hush up!" chaeryeong lightly smacks his head, not hard enough to actually hurt him. "bigger things are going on than when we hotboxed the office without you scrubs," she smirks, eyes on you now as she waits for you to continue.

the boys stare at you three in shock, seeming more offended than before. "the betrayal," jisung can't help but smile as he speaks, your heart racing you just smile and look away.

"anyways, it wouldn't be too hard. all we have to do is plan a little and come back around nine or something tonight. are you guys down? we can hotbox the office again?" you grin at them, knowing that's all it'll take to get them to agree.

and they all do.

"i would have been on board either way, hell yeah," jisung ruffles your hair, making your heart clench as you giggle and push his hand away.

"on board for what?"

chan, yeji, and lia all walk up to you, curious and already suspecting something bad. the three of them are easily the most parent-like friends in your group. they all tend to try to steer you and the others away from trouble, and you know they wouldn't love this plan. 'just be patient instead,' they would no doubt tell ryujin. the six of you know that's much less fun, though.

"nothing. just sungie and minnie agreeing to help us four with an assignment this weekend," you smile at your older friends. they eye you suspiciously but let it go, deciding that ignorance is bliss.

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"jesus, han, please let me drive back," ryujin shakes her head, fixing her hoodie as you climb out of han's car.

"no way, i'm not that bad! besides, you probably have road rage and i don't fuck with that," he dangles the keys in front of her before shoving them in his pocket.

"he's not that bad," you assure ryujin. she looks at you as if saying 'of course you think so,' and you three continue towards the school gate to meet the other half of your group.

you and ryujin came with jisung, only because he lives closer to you guys. and seungmin lives much closer to jeongin and chaeryeong, so you guys are meeting them at the front gate.

as you guys walk up to the tall gate, you can already see seungmin, jeongin, and chaeryeong come down on the other side. ryujin is quick to jump onto it, grinning down at the three already inside your campus.

"can't believe you guys started without us! how lame!"

"well, when you guys take forever," seungmin responds, offering your friend a hand as she comes down on their side.

"blame mr. grandpa driver over there," she lazily nods in jisung's direction, letting the older boy help her land softly. the four of them wait for you and han as he only rolls his eyes, offering you a boost to climb up.

you let him help you and the two of you make your way over the gate quickly, landing with your friends with ease.

"okay, so we all know where the piggy's office is," chaeryeong speaks up, pulling her beanie down as you all look to her. "i know how to pick locks, so i'll take care of that. after, it would be easiest to leave through the window, it leaves us closer to where we parked and it's just quicker. also it's more fun to leave the window open to let her know someone was in there. sounds like a nice big 'fuck you' to me," she smiles sweetly.

the principal tends to be a bit of a bully. she's been rude to each of your friends on multiple occasions, even the sweetest ones. so it's not like you guys are doing this only for fun. or only the get ryujinnie's phone. she also deserves it, which is why you and the other girls have done it before too.

you guys all head for the office, your steps hurried and quiet just in case anyone is still on campus. it's unlikely, but you all still wanted to be careful.

once you reach the door to the principals office, all of you stand behind chaeryeong and wait for her to get the door open. it only takes her a minute to get it, and she pulls the pins out of the keyhole and pushes the door open.

"hurry up, everyone," she smiles, pushing each of you in gently. she enters last, closing and locking the door behind her as you and ryujin go straight for the desk.

"this one," ryujin mumbles as she reaches for one of the drawers. you help her rummage through it in search of her phone, eventually finding it under a stack of papers and folders. "bitch," she grumbles while slamming the drawer shut, flopping down into the principals chair and pulling her backpack off her shoulders.

unzipping her bag, ryujin begins pulling out the essentials for you guys to hotbox the office as planned. you and chae begin going around the office to close the vents and make sure the windows are closed. the guys all watch as you prepare, only finding it funny that you guys are so used to this.

"so how often do you guys break in here?" jisung questions. you shrug and pull your sweater off, stuffing it under the door to close the gap. hannie's eyes travel over you, now only in a black top and shorts, a smile tugging at his lips as you straighten back up.

"not often... but often enough to know what the fuck we're doing," ryujin speaks from behind the desk, comfortably rolling a couple blunts in the principals chair. everyone gravitates closer to her, you and chaeryeong sitting on the desk and the guys hovering around the desk and the windows behind it.

"i still can't believe you guys do this without me. the other two losers i can understand, but come on! i'm in the same year as you guys, that's supposed to mean solidarity," jeongin complains, coming to rest his chin on chae's shoulder and watch ryujin work on the blunts.

"yah, these two 'losers' are your seniors, innie, watch it," seungmin scolds playfully, stepping closer to pull the younger boys hair lightly. jeongin sits up and pouts, rubbing his head in fake pain.

"oh, both of you stop. i get why they wanted to hang out without us. we're fucking annoying," jisung smacks them both in the back of the head, sitting next to you on the desk afterwards. you gaze up at him with a grin, your heart speeding up just like always as he comes closer to you.

he notices your stare, letting his eyes move down to meet yours. "hi," he smiles cutely, patting your head.

"hi," you manage to respond, looking back to your other friends and trying to remember to breathe as he pulls your head onto his shoulder, his arm resting across your shoulders.

ryujin finishes rolling three blunts, passing them to whoever has their lighter out already. jisung, ryujin, and seungmin end up with them and they share with whoever they stand closest to. you share with jisung, ryujin shares with jeongin, and seungmin shares with chaeryeong.

as all three blunts are lit up and all six of you begin taking hits, the room slowly but surely fills with smoke.

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"ah! oh, oh my god!" you all gasp for your breath through laughter nearly an hour after you start smoking. jisung rolls around on the floor and usually you'd call him extra to joke around more, but now you're right there with him as everyone else clutches onto some sort furniture or something to keep themselves up.

"s-stop my stomach hurts!" chaeryeong cries out, still giggling through it all. jeongin tries to sit up in the principals chair, failing as he collapses in more laughter. seungmin sits across from him in a chair, one that students sit in when they come to visit the principal, the two of them enacting some sort of scene where jeongin imitates the principal.

usually you guys would all laugh at the joke and move on, but given that everyone is high as shit right now, it's been the joke you guys have been dying at for the last twenty minutes. all of you try to catch your breaths as your laughter starts dying down, everyone finally calming down.

"oh, fuck," ryujin gasps, suddenly sitting up in her spot and looking towards the door. you all look too, silent as you wait for her to say more. "i just heard footsteps!" she looks at all of you, eyes wide and ready to leave already. all of you must be paranoid or something, because not one of you questions her. instead you all jump into action, speaking in hushed voices as you all make sure you have everything.

when everyone thinks they have all of their stuff, you all gather by one window and wait for chaeryeong to get it open. the footsteps become louder and clearer as she picks the lock, cursing out loud at the fact that your school had to make sure it couldn't be opened without a key even inside. once she hears the locks shift she pulls the bobby pins out, sliding the window open quickly.

"shit, everyone go!" seungmin speaks as jeongin crawls through first, the two helping everyone get out and on the ground safely. but just as it's your turn, you realize what you're forgetting.

"oh god, my hoodie," you meet eyes with jisung, and he moves aside to let you rush to grab it, telling seungmin to go while he waits for you. bending over to snatch your sweater from it's spot on floor, you can hear the last couple of footsteps before the person stops. in front of the door. you come up as the lock begins to click, a key being inserted to unlock it.

"i swear, it stinks in here," you hear a voice. straightening back up, you clutch your sweater to your chest and slowly back up. it feels like you black out, your heart is pounding and you can't think of exactly what you should do. you don't hear it, but jisung is quietly calling for you to hurry up and climb out of the window already.

before you can process anything properly, you feel a hand grab you and drag you into the open door to the left, a small room full of filing cabinets which you guys were goofing around in not long ago. now jisung is pulling you into it, closing the door just as the other one swings open, the schools principal walking in.

"oh, shit," the principal groans, the door slamming. han still has you in his arms, his chest to your back and a hand over your mouth. your try to look back at him, but you can't turn around fully in his arms, so you just listen to the woman on the other side of the door swearing some more.

"god, those stupid kids must have been in here again! it smells like god damn marijuana and my window is wide open! that's just rude, if you ask me," she grumbles to someone, probably on the phone. "i should really drop by on weekends more often, try to catch them! i'm sure this hasn't been the only time and probably won't be the last... i find this out all because i forgot my ipod."

she must have put the phone on speaker, because as she goes through a drawer you can barely hear a girls voice respond to her. "stop, mom, if nothing is missing then it's fine! leave those high schoolers alone, already... and stop using an ipod you have a phone for that!"

you and jisung almost bust out laughing, his hand on your mouth keeping yours contained and one of your hands going to cover his. the principal tries arguing, but her daughter keeps telling her she's wrong in some way. as the fight continues, she leaves the office.

both of you take your hands from each other's faces, neither of you stepping away from each other as you wait. "think she'll come back?" you glance back at him, shaking your head slightly as his eyes stare into yours.

"probably not, she's lazy. i'm surprised she came back for her ipod," you pause for a moment, still looking up at him. you two struggle to look away from each other for a moment, your mind blurring as he licks his lips.

suddenly one of your phones starts ringing, the sound making you flinch away from him. both of you search for your phones in your pockets, pulling them out and seeing that it's your phone.

"hey, we just saw her car leaving! are you guys coming down or what?" chaeryeong's voice comes through the phone. you put her on speaker for jisung to hear, opening the door and walking back into the office.

"small problem with that..." you sigh as you see the window is closed. "she closed the window. and locked it," you try without success to push it open anyways, han coming to stand next to you as you both peer out of the window.

"well, shit. it wouldn't be a problem... if i didn't lose my bobby pins climbing out," your friend sighs. you can hear the others all yelling and groaning in the background, chaeryeong whining as they do. "i'm sorry, y/n and jisung! i'll have min drive us to go get some, we'll be back, don't move!" she hangs up after that, leaving you and jisung stuck in the office.

"no clue where we'd go, but okay," jisung sighs, running a hand through his hair.

you look over at him and can't seem to hold back the laughter bubbling in your chest, one hand over your face as your try harder. he looks down at you, confused but still smiling. "what?" he questions cutely.

"i don't even know," you gasp. "just... this is so funny for some reason," you realize suddenly that you're still high, nearly falling over as you lean against the window. he stares down at you, starting to find the humor in it as he watches you, and soon enough he finds it hard not to laugh too.

"i-i think we're still a little fucked up," jisung manages to get out, placing his hands on your shoulders, shaking you lightly as he continues laughing.

"no shit, sungie," you reach up to smush his cheeks with both of your hands, giggling even more at his face as you do. he takes your wrists and brings your hands away from his face, his laughter fading as he gazes down at you.

"i like when you call me that. it sounds better coming from your mouth than other people," his charming smile and deep voice nearly kill you. he chuckles a little when all you do is stare up at him, admiration and longing in your eyes.

"stop," you whine in embarrassment as he lets go of your wrists. you bring your hands up to feel your cheeks, your skin much warmer than usual as you blush.

"no way," he mumbles before letting one of his hands come to the back of your neck, pulling you towards him for a kiss. you gasp a little as his lips touch yours, the way his mouth moves over yours making your knees weak.

han's other hand goes to your lower back, tugging you against him. when he pulls back from the kiss, you look up at him, feeling happiness buzzing through you.

you don't think you've ever been this close to jisung, not like this. maybe standing together in a crowd, or sitting next to each other in a packed car. but never with his arms actually around you, with his face hardly centimeters away from yours. your heart pounds because of it.

"you know i've liked you for like, a while now, right?" he asks you softly, resting his forehead on yours. you're not sure what to say, you don't usually do well with talking about your feelings for someone, not to that person. you just lean forward to leave small kisses against the skin on his neck, hoping he'll get it from that.

he chuckles as your lips move against him. "i know you've liked me too. jeonginnie has a big mouth." you move back with a pout.

"what?! how long have you known..." you whine, bringing your arms around him and nuzzling your head in his chest. his chest vibrates with his small laugh, teasingly pinching at your hips.

"not too long... a week or so..." you're able to hear his grin in his voice, your heart swelling as his hands begin moving up and down your back. "i just was too scared to bring it up until now, i guess," he brings two fingers under your chin, making you look up at him again. "i have no clue why, now i wish i kissed you a lot sooner."

you feel yourself melt as he gazed down at you, eyes closing as he moves to catch your lips on his again. as his tongue slips into your mouth, he steps backwards, not letting your mouths disconnect as he moves towards the principals chair.

you two part for only a second as he sits down, guiding you onto his lap, you both giggle at each other giddyly. he doesn't hesitate to bring your lips back to his, smirking through the kiss. arms tightening around your waist, he hugs you close to him as you explore each other mouths.

after making out for a few minutes, he moves down to your neck, hands moving up and down your thighs and gripping your ass every so often. a choked moan slips from your lips as he sucks and nips at a spot near your collarbone, your teeth sinking into your lower lip to stop any more from coming out.

jisung leans back slightly, his expression smug and eyes hooded as he stares up at you. "did you just moan?" he asks, amused and letting his hands roam over your body.

"no," your face heats up and you pout a little. one of his eyebrows goes up, that cockiness still very evident in his grin. "shut up," you mumble, putting your head on his shoulder. you leave a small kiss where his neck and shoulder meet, your own grin growing slightly.

"i'm sure i could get you to moan, too, sung," you chuckle a little, one of your hands going to play with his waistband. you see his eyebrows go up, eyes wide as his breath catches.

"wha- ...here..?"

you hold back more laughter, leaning back and nodding before going to kiss his lips again. he eagerly kisses you back, one hand on your hips and the other tangled in your hair at the back of your head. as you kiss him you can feel him pulling you closer to him, your body already pressed against his, just trying to be as close to you as possible.

hands roaming his body, you can feel his hard chest under the soft material of his shirt. both of you smile as you make out, this moment long awaited for each of you. your hands go under his shirt, cold fingers making him shiver and dig his own fingers into your hips. you hum quietly as he moves to leave hickies on your neck and collarbone, his hands tugging lightly at your shorts.

he pushes you back from him gently, gazing up at you with a smirk. "stand up, baby," he speaks huskily. you obey him without second thought, standing in front of him and letting him pull your shorts down. his lower lip goes between his teeth as he eyes you, hands slowly coming up to slip under your top, removing that next.

only in your bra and underwear now, you go to your knees and start unbuttoning his black jeans. you look up at him through your lashes, smiling innocently as he watches you tug his pants off, hips lifting slightly to help you.

his head falls back and he tries to hold back a throaty moan, failing terribly, when you bring one of your hands to rub him over his boxers. in no time he's panting and fully hard under your hand, so you take his cock out of his boxers and give him a mischievous look before licking a long stripe from his base to his tip.

he lets out a loud moan as you wrap your lips around his head, sucking and swirling your tongue. "ah, shit..." he swears breathlessly. "get the fuck up here already," he growls, pulling you back up on to his lap and roughly attaching his lips to yours.

one hand tangled in your hair, the other travels up your thigh to your panties, thumb finding your clit immediately. you moan into his mouth as he rubs circles over the material, the friction from the lace only adding to the sensation.

two of his fingers go to push your underwear to the side, rubbing up and down your folds to feel how wet you already are. you almost have to pull back from the kiss when he pushes a finger inside you, but his hand at the back of your head keeps you in place, his tongue still in your mouth.

after pumping in and out of you for a moment he adds one more finger, this time letting you pull away to whine and put your head on his shoulder, chuckling as you do. "what, babygirl? what's the matter," he coos, his tone smug and proud under the fake concern.

"fuck jisung, please," you breathe.

"please what, sweetheart," he speaks monotonously, forcing you to look at him, one hand on your neck. he doesn't apply any pressure, but even just the feeling of his hand on your throat is almost enough to make you moan again.

"please fuck me already."

he grins up at you, taking his finger from inside you and lifting your hips to line his dick with your entrance. his nails dig into your skin as he pulls you down onto him, both of you moaning loudly as he fills you completely.

he gives you a second to adjust, your head buried in his neck, before slowly dragging your hips against his. panting, he lets his head rest on your shoulder, eyes closed and still holding onto your hips tightly.

you moan and whine as you feel him moving inside you, hitting all the right spots. he lifts his head to look at you, leaving a kiss on your jaw as he brings one hand to unclip your bra, shocking you that he can even do it with one hand. you don't time have to react though, jisung smashing his lips to yours and his hands moving over your body, stopping to massage your boobs as you ride him.

pleasure washes over your body, making it hard for you to keep up a decent pace. he smiles as you still try, eventually wrapping his arms around you and standing up, setting you down on the desk instead.

his lips touch yours as he starts thrusting into you, slowly building up his pace until you're clinging onto him tightly as he snaps his hips against your quickly, moaning into his shoulder.

"oh, fuck," he groans. "i can't believe you're letting me fuck you at school," his voice is breathy as he continues pounding into you quickly. "right here on the principals desk... what a little slut," he smirks, pulling you by the hair to force you to look at him.

you whine as his eyes burn into you, one thumb moving to rub at your clit. "only for me though, isn't that right, baby? you'll only be my little slut from now on, huh?" you nod and moan pathetically, eyes closing as he keeps a firm grip on your hair.

"keep your fucking eyes open," he mutters, his hand going from your hair to your neck. this time he tightens his fingers around your throat lightly, you forcing your eyes open as he does. he lets out a throaty moan when you clench around him, already feel your high approaching quickly.

"you're gonna cum already, aren't you?" he chuckles as you try to get out a 'yes', the hand on your heat goes to pull one of your legs around his waist, making you cry out loudly as he hits a new, deeper spot inside you.

he grunts while pounding into you, doubting he'll last much longer either as you keep tightening around his cock. his hand tightens even more, his lip between his teeth as he watches your face, your eyes struggling to stay open as the knot in your core builds and builds.

"ji, i-" you just barely manage to get out, cut off by your orgasm when you feel him hit your spot once more. he groans and curses as you cum around him, quickly pulling out and pumping himself a few times until he releases as well.

his cum lands on your thighs and the desk underneath you, both of you out of breath as he loosens his grip on your throat. you lick your lips and glance down at his white seed on the dark-colored wood. giggling lightly, your eyes going back to jisung to see him smiling affectionately down at you.

"here," he reaches for the box of tissues on the other side of the desk, taking a few and wiping your legs and the desk clean before throwing them away. next, he hands you your clothes off of the floor and gathers his own, pulling his jeans and shirt back on as you start getting dressed again too.

once you're both fully dressed again, he pulls you into his arms for a warm hug. he sighs happily hearing your soft laughter, slightly muffled by his shirt.

"please say i can tell everyone that you're my girlfriend now," he mumbles, cheek smushed against your hair. you take a step back, beaming at him as you nod slightly.

"please do."

his face lights up and he can feel his heart flutter, grinning happily down at you. one of his hands comes up to your cheek, caressing your facing gently as he leans down to leave a sweet kiss on your lips.

you feel as if you're glowing as your mouths move against each other, the only thing you're able to pay attention to is jisung. which is why you hardly notice as the door to the office swings open, chaeryeong knealing on the carpet and everyone else huddled together behind her.

"oh, shit!" you hear seungmin exclaim loudly, making you and han flinch apart, seeing them all standing there in shock. there's a long pause where you all just look at each other, no one knowing what to say.

"well, fuck," ryujin speaks up first. "finally!" everyone nods and mutters in agreement, you just rolling your eyes as the boy next to you laughs lightly, putting an arm around you and guiding you out of the office.

"k, guys, let's go," jisung chuckles, walking past your friends and down the hall towards the school exit.

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corellianbrandy · 3 years

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Caught up on episodes 2-16 of The Bad Batch this weekend and these are my thoughts as I watched

1. Love how tarkin has aged like 40 years since we last saw him approximately four-to-six months ago in the clone wars. Like I’m not kidding I genuinely love it

2. Whenever little omega gets out of the ship and sees sunlight for the first time and is so excited about dirt 🥺

3. The scary scary nexu 🥺🥺🥺🥺 so cool

4. The empire just immediately making everyone’s lives miserable ie giving everybody a chain code and shit. You’re right Dave Filoni we SHOULDN’T have social security numbers.

5. CID FUCKING RULES LMFAO. Cathy Bates lizard ass mob boss bitch. Echo knows her as ‘a contact of the Jedi’ which coming from him probably means less ‘the Jedi’ in general and more just ‘Obi-Wan and Anakin’. Cid clearly liked the Jedi, but Anakin I can’t imagine having that much patience to deal with her and he probably just interacted with her out of necessity but Obi-Wan. Imagine her and Obi-Wan interacting.** The flirting. The mind games. They were probably in love.

6. I always know that I personally am going to have a great time whenever the Zygerians show up because they always bring the Peak Weird Scifi Ralph Mcquarrie 70s vibes with them and they did NOT disappoint. The flying lizard vs. rancor fight gave me the strength I needed to go on another day

7. Speaking of the rancor like I knew it was going to be a rancor as soon as we saw the cage but I wasn’t expecting it to be THEE rancor.

8. Furthermore. Lost it at thee rancor making puppy dog heart-eyes at omega as it’s being led away to be chained up under Jabba’s palace to eat Jabba’s enemies for the rest of it’s life until Luke finally kills it in 4ABY.

9. Everybody climbing through the ion engine core was COOL SO COOL. My little nerd brain really loved that. “This is actually a marvel of engineering. This steel coating is capable of withstanding -“ “NO ONE CARES!” 💯💯💯💯 Exactly how I would’ve written it A+++++++

10. The fucking rattlesnake wild west music that aggressively plays every time Cad Bane is on screen. What’s better than this.

11. Cad Bane’s entire new gunslinger cowboy outfit. Everything to me.

12. I love all these deep seeded reasons we’re getting for why the storm troopers SUCK. 1. Being the entire idea to use them in the first place was based off a misunderstanding made after one(1) experimental mission where it’s interpreted that they’re better than the clones when the clones were the reason for the mission’s success in the first place and 2. How a lot of the first-wave storm troopers were trained by the clones who either didn’t want to train them and didnt do a great job on purpose or did it but personally left out a lot of info and skills. Pretty fascinating explanation for protagonist armor while also making a statement about the inefficiency and insincerity of institutional evil/bureaucracy (I guess).

13. Holy shit did NOT LIKE THE CLAUSTROPHOBIC ENDING AAAAAHHH. Like the facility on kamino floating to the bottom of the sea. Kill meeeeeeee. Very cool visuals though.

14. One thing I didn’t like was all of the stuff with Crosshair. It was all just so contrived and weird and didnt make any sense and really just brought the show down in the end, writing-wise. Honestly, most of the stuff regarding the clones’ story arch after their interaction with the guy on Ryloth who still had his armor painted, where we’re supposed to just assume his inhibitor chip . . . didn’t work or something? But instead of anyone bothering to tell him what’s going on after such a big deal was made out of the chips the episode right before this, it’s treated like some kind of moral choice the guy is making kinda took me out of the story severely. And even more so when the same guy manages to talk a bunch of other clones out of working for the empire too. Like can they do that? We’ve had this idea that these chips essentially mind control you repeated to us over and over so wtf. There was no coherent explanation for any of it. Maybe it’ll be explained later somewhere else, but still. Weird to do it this way. They needed to be more consistent with what a horrible scary thing those chips were instead of doing whatever that was. But up until then it was a lot of fun sci-fi.

14. Every minute cody doesn’t show up in one of these post war 66 shows i get more and more excited for him to show up dramatically in kenobi

**Like fr picture it it’s year 2 of the clone wars. Anakin and Ahsoka are sitting at the space mahjong table in Cid’s parlor bored as fuck and ready to leave but Obi-wan is still in cid’s office. it’s hour four and they’re only halfway through orchestrating the most unnecessarily elaborate and convoluted deal for a piece of information like “where is cad bane the last time I saw him he stole my wallet and car keys and he refuses to return them yes my car got blown up but that’s not the point It’s The Principle Of The Thing.” Literally everyone around them grew bored of all of this 3 hours ago but not obi-wan and cid. This is what they do for fun and they are both having the time of their lives. Anakin this war is stressful some of us are trying to relax

#star wars #the bad batch #the clone wars

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bunny-xoxo · 3 years

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Bunny’s 200 follower event

request: Hello my lovely congrats on 200 followers! ❤️ I would love to take part in your event, so the last playlist you made for me was literally so cute and I listen to it every morning when I’m driving to work 🥺🥺 and I know last time I asked for some chilllll vibes but honestly I’ve been re watching haikyuu and I feel like I need some chaotic Noya songs to add to it because damn he is CHAOTIC 💀 I’m not gonna repeat myself because I told you way too much about me in my last playlist ask - but literally thank you SO MUCH for my last playlist I love it so so much 😘 - from ✨ anon x

a/n: STOP NO CAUSE I NEEDED THIS I MISS NOYA ❣️ baby you said CHAOTIC and you’re gonna get it WHEW pls I love y’all , enjoy ✨ anon! No but fr the speed at which I started to type the MINUTE I saw this request I- this deadass made my day. ALSO STOP YOU LISTEN TO IT EVERYDAY MY FUCKING HEART also do you want me to add these songs to the original playlist as well? Just let me know and I will!

Warnings: absolute chaos

Your ship playlist...

1. Bxmb Threat - Chauncey666: THIS IS HIS THEME SONG IDC IDC - 1:12?!?! YEP idk just SCREAMS noya to me ESPECIALLY when he’s killing it in a game

2. All This Money - Injury Reserve: STOP idc this is Tanaka & Noya’s anthem like they listen and sing this shit on rpt I don’t make the rules

3. ReYup (feat. Spodee) - Travis Porter: this one too LMAO “hey ladies, hey ladies, your p**** ride like a Mercedes?” He looks you in the eye and sings this lyric to you every time regardless of what you got

4. 505 - Arctic Monkeys: you know the climax of this song? Yeah he screams it with his WHOLE chest and loves when you do it with him :)

5. Scuse Me - Flo Milli: he listens to this every morning to start his day off “right” - him doing his hair and mouthing the words is a very cute sight to see

Your vibe reminds me off...

Ok cutie that’s it!!! And thank you for requesting this omg please love him with your heart ♥️ and yeah just let me know if you’d like these songs added on to the end of the original playlist as well as having this separate one and I will!

Requests are closed for this event

-🐇out

#haikyuu!!#haikyu x reader #haikyu requests #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu playlist #nishinoya x reader #haikyuu hcs #haikyuu matchups #haikyuu nishinoya #nishinoya imagine #yū nishinoya #nishinoya yuu #nishinoya headcanons #nishinoya playlist

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earnestly-endlessly · 4 years

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Do you mind doing a list of your favourite modern AUs? A mix is powered and non-powered fics is okay :) TY!

I'm so sorry how late I am with this, but here’s my looooong list of my favourite modern AUs. I hope that you like this list and can find some fics in there that you haven’t read before. Enjoy!

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Cherik Modern AU Fic Recs

Sprich Mit Mir | Talk To Me – dreamweavers

Summary: When Charles meets Erik on a midnight train to London, it’s like all of his Christmases and birthdays have come at once – until Erik opens his mouth, and reveals he cannot speak a word of English.

It isn’t easy to pursue a relationship with someone you need to play Pictionary with just to chat to, but with a little help from Charles’ telepathy, the two language-barrier lovers are determined to make it work.

Come as you are – scarlettblush

Summary: Hospital AU. The one where Charles unknowingly woos a coma patient with Pride and Prejudice. Years later, they meet again.

The Man on the Train – Sophia_Bee

Summary: Charles is heading home from a shift at the busy emergency department of the urban hospital where he works as a nurse. He meets Dr. Erik Lehnsherr on the train, who is clearly interested in Charles, but Charles has a rule. He does not date doctors. Not at all. Never, ever ever. But he does shake his ass at Erik, which might be his downfall.

Eyes on Fire – Black_Betty

Summary: Every once in a while, fashion tycoon Emma Frost invites her favourite male models over to entertain her. And by "entertain", I mean she makes them have kinky consensual sex in front of her....Emma never touches herself when she watches, but she always has a glass of wine with her. Emma likes it best when they eventually forget that she's watching.

Charles and Erik meet each other through Emma...

(I've taken some liberties with the prompt, but all the sex is still there, and it's wholly consensual...and gradually, becomes more than just sex...)

Paper Monsters – Clocks

Summary: Fill for this prompt: Charles meets Erik Lehnsherr, his favorite novelist of all time at a coffee shop, but doesn't know it's him, and Erik just criticizes his own writing in front of his biggest fan.

Order Up - ikeracity

Summary: Charles has a terrible habit of multitasking, and that is probably why he absentmindedly tells the pizza man that he loves him when hanging up. Then the pizza man says it back. And Charles is pretty much smitten from there.

Some Things Are Meant To Be – Ikeracity

Summary: Erik is a famous singer. Charles is a closeted fan. When Raven drags him to Erik's concert, the last thing Charles expects is for Erik to single him out of the crowd, for Erik to look right at him as he sings. And the last, last thing he expects is for Erik to personally serenade him and pull him on stage and kiss him senseless, because some things are meant to be and Erik knows it.

Rumor Mill – Ikeracity

Summary: Erik is the grumpiest, most foul tempered worker at Stark industries. His grumpiness is the stuff of legends. So it's obviously the talk of the office when Erik is being made to go to the company party and he's bringing his husband. There's rumors flying round about how much of a masochist or equally antisocial bastard Erik's husband must be to put up with him. Others think he must be a meek mouse perhaps bullied by Erik.

What they weren't expecting was the confident, charming, adorable and unbelievably nice Charles that turns up on Erik's arm. What they certainly weren't expecting was how much Erik obviously adores his husband and how happy he is to let others see this.

Serendipity – humanveil

Summary: Charles sends a text to the wrong number.

[10:22 AM]

Can we meet for coffee? I just got dumped.

[10:30 AM]

I think you've got the wrong number.

[10:31 AM]

Unless you make a habit of texting people you don't know about this sort of thing?

A Nice Boy (The Family Matters Edition) – pocky_slash

Summary: Erik's not sure whether the problem is that he doesn't want his parents to meet Charles or that he doesn't want Charles to meet his parents. Either way, he never invites Charles to brunch. Why should he? It's not like they're dating.

Frosted Hearts – aesc, palalife

Summary: Emma Frost has 99 problems, but a date ain't one. Specifically, she has no time to play the dating game--which is fine with her, because she'd much rather run it instead. From a set of sleek, silver and white offices on Fifth Avenue and with her trusty, stylish, and silent partner Janos Quested, Emma has built Frosted Hearts into New York City's premiere dating service, built on the principle that money, and a sufficiently rigorous psionic scan, can, in fact, buy you love.

Somewhere in Frosted Hearts's server is one Charles Xavier, genius and geneticist, with the kind of nicely-starched good looks that sell well on brochures for New England prep schools. He's also a telepath who's decided to give up pursuing serious relationships and instead spend his thirties doing what he should have done as a teenager: have a lot of sex with random people. Fortunately for him, Erik Lehnsherr, metallokinetic and engineering executive, has absolutely no time in his heart or his schedule for anything more serious than... well, absolutely nothing romantic at all.

Work/Life Balance – pocky_slash

Summary: As teens, Charles was the star of a super popular tween/teen television show and Erik was his best friend. As adults, they're a frighteningly domestic married couple and Alex, Darwin, and Sean are Erik's nosy co-workers.

Impulse Decisions – listerinezero

Summary: Erik wakes up in Las Vegas with a hell of a hangover, a telepath in his bed, and a ring on his finger. Now what?

Fools Rush In – LoveSupreme

Summary: Erik owns a cafe on the edge of campus and accidentally starts maybe-stalking a Biology Professor there.

The Proper Care of Actors – afrocurl, Clear_Liqueur, Clocks, Etherei

Summary: Erik is an A-list action star who is notoriously difficult to work with, until the day he gets cast alongside Charles Xavier, rom-com darling who can charm the pants off movie audiences the world over and apparently even one Erik Lehnsherr. The paparazzi catch them out and about soon enough, and their real-life Hollywood movie romance becomes instant tabloid fodder.

In the Bleak Midwinter – keire_ke

Summary: It is not easy to find out, well into the second decade of the twenty-first century, that your mother arranged a marriage for you. It is even less easy to convince her that you have no interest in the very fertile Magda, she of the wide hips and lustrous auburn hair. Fortunately, with a good friend at his side over the holiday weekend, Erik is sure he will prevail.

Curve Fitting – kianspo

Summary: The weird thing is, Charles always introduces Raven as his sister, but he never calls Erik his brother. Erik would be bothered, except he prefers not to think of Charles as his brother, either. He can’t figure it out for four years, and then suddenly he can.

Or. A non-powered AU in which Sharon Xavier never remarries, and Charles 'adopts' not only Raven, but Erik too.

Right Person, Wrong Time – PoppyX

Summary: "TL;DR Charles is an insecure high school student who loses his virginity to the right person at the wrong time, and Erik makes it up to him in a romantic manner."

Favorite Mistake by endingthemes

Summary: Charles Xavier doesn’t think anything of it when he sneaks out without even saying goodbye to his latest one-night stand. What he doesn’t expect is to walk into his new position in the Xavier Industries marketing department and find that his latest hook-up is now his new boss.

I ♥ NY (It’s My Friends I’m Not Sure Of) by oddegg

Summary: For a 1stclass-kink meme promp: Erik is a single, successful man who likes quick sex with no strings attached. Then, he meets college professor Charles and it's love at first sight, at least for him. Charles, who heard of Erik's notorious ways, wants nothing to do with him besides being friends. Cue Erik bending over backwards to steal Charles' heart.

From Westminster With Love - thehoyden

Summary: NATO intelligence says there’s an omega-class telepath who sleeps under Westminster. Major Erik Lehnsherr is about to find out the truth for himself.

Accidentally Welcome to the Rest of Your Lives by kianspo

Summary: Non-powered college AU. Erik and Charles have nothing in common until they end up having sex at someone's party. They don't have much in common after that, either, but find each other a hard habit to quit.

irreconcilable differences (make for surprisingly good bedfellows) – pocky_slash

Summary: Tonight on The Evening Report with Malcolm Stevens, noted geneticist and mutant equality proponent Dr. Charles Xavier faces off with the infamous mutant rights activist Magneto in a live televised debate over the Genetic Nondiscrimination Act.

(At least, if they can stop flirting long enough to stay on topic.)

Mutually Beneficial Transaction – Pookaseraph

Summary: In his sophomore year at Columbia University, Erik, feeling slowly strangled by his mounting college debt, places an add on a sugar daddies website. He doesn't know exactly what to expect from it, but when he's contacted by a man named Charles who seems less creepy than the other people who have responded to his profile, he decides to give it a shot. Charles is nothing like what he expected, and Erik finds himself slowly falling in love with his sugar daddy while trying to find out exactly what caused this amazing guy to buy his emotional and sexual intimacy when he clearly deserves so much more than that.

Made To Be Broken - Yahtzee

Summary: Charles makes a New Year's Resolution: “No more straight men,” Charles repeated as he began scrolling through the apartment directory for Emma’s name. “No more futility. No more pointless hoping and heartbreak. In 2013, I never want to hear the words ‘exception,’ ‘experimenting’ or ‘phase.’ If, God forbid, I hear ‘bicurious’ even once, I may take a hostage.”

Then he goes into the party, and Erik is there.

Anarchy In The U.K. – Yahtzee

Summary: "Good God, Erik thought. The Prince of Wales is gay."

Charles lives in the unceasing glare of the public spotlight, yet keeps his sexual orientation a closely held secret, afraid he could lose his throne and force his deeply troubled younger sister into a role that would crush her. Erik, journalist and world traveler, has been a loner most of his life; he has little patience for closet cases. But a chance meeting in Kenya brings these two opposites together and sets in motion a love affair that will challenge the British monarchy -- and their most deeply held beliefs about who they are, and who they should be.

An Ideal Grace – afrocurl

Summary: Erik Lehnsherr is a visiting professor at Columbia University, as well as an acclaimed and award winning poet. Charles Xavier is a lead researcher with the Genetics Department who is well on his way to tenure. But what happens when Charles has to cancel a class because half his students abandon him in favour of a mysterious new English Lit professor? Naturally he ends up sitting in in the class, where Professor Lehnsherr mistakes him for a student. It's really too bad Erik has such a strict policy against dating students. It's also too bad Erik doesn't seem to know how to use Google.

An absence which could not be more there – aesc

Summary: He prepared to shift another half-step over to the Current Events section (which would, of course, enrage him) when the teaser positioned by the model's left elbow caught his eye: DATING WHILE TELEPATHIC: WHY I DON'T DO IT.

rooms/shares – pocky_slash

Summary: Erik is single, working a cube job he hates, letting his master's degree in mutant studies collect dust, and living on his best friend's couch. When she kicks him out, he's forced to trawl Craigslist for the least-offensive rooming option within his meagre budget. He never expects a response from the persnickety, high maintenance ad he replies to as a joke, but it's possible this too-nice apartment and mysteriously absent roommate might be the answer to all four of his problems.

Heli Cases –Black_Betty

Summary: "Heli Cases" is a program on PBS whose aim is to educate on the rapidly increasing occurrence of genetic mutation in the general populous by breaking the complex science down into palatable, easy to digest pieces.

It is also the only thing that helps Erik get his fussy daughter to fall asleep.

(Featuring Dadneto, baby Lorna and the struggles of single fatherhood, and Charles as the host of a late night show about genetics.)

Simple and Uncomplicated – Pookaseraph

Summary: Erik and Charles had been fuck buddies for some, but when Charles is in an accident he figured their relationship would be over. Erik's visit to his bedside in the hospital changes his assumptions even as he has trouble believing Erik is sincere.

Guilty by Association – Regann

Summary: While investigating the homicide of a John Doe who he suspects might've been murdered while working the streets as a prostitute, Detective Erik Lehnsherr finds an unexpected ally in a hooker named Charles who seems as determined as he to solve the case. As they become more deeply involved both with the case and each other, there's just one thing that Charles neglects to mention -- that he's really an investigative journalist, one quickly convinced that what they're dealing with is more than simple murder. cop!Erik, fake-hooker-slash-reporter!Charles, Modern AU.

This Is Not Comedy – baehj2915

Summary: Written for amarriageoftrueminds' prompt for a Cherik version of Louis CK's tangent about the fuckability of Ewan McGregor.

Naturally the similarities end there. I made this about Erik's full on public lust-filled gay revelation, and the chaos that spirals from there.

Politico – cygnaut

Summary: Modern Genosha Politics AU. In which Erik is l'enfant terrible of the mutant National Assembly, and his staff just wants to get him laid.

Conspiracy of Kisses – Alaceron

Summary: Seven-year-old Erik needs to keep his telepathic best friend Charles from finding out that he wants to kiss him. But that's okay, because he has a plan - he'll put on a tinfoil hat.

The Pretender – Clocks

Summary: Charles is sick of having his best friend Erik drop to one knee and fake-propose to him in restaurants, just to score a free dessert. He doesn’t know which is worse: the complete embarrassment, or the likelihood that Erik doesn’t mean a word of it.

Bound – FuryRed

Summary: Is there anything worse than someone else’s wedding? Well, perhaps your sister’s wedding- where the groom just has to invite his boss and that man just happens to be your ex-boyfriend; a person you had an extremely passionate and tumultuous relationship with that ended badly.

Charles hadn’t seen Erik for a year by the time Raven had told him about the wedding. He wasn’t looking forward to the occasion, particularly when Raven explained that they would be celebrating the event with a two-week extravaganza at a luxury hotel, meaning that Charles would be forced to spend a whole fortnight with the man who he’d given everything to; the man who had ultimately broken his heart…

Lonesome On the Shelf – ikeracity

Summary: After three years of marriage, Charles has to admit that his relationship with Erik has significantly cooled off. These days, they're barely ever home at the same time and it seems like every conversation they have turns into an argument. Charles misses the way they used to be, misses the spontaneous dinner parties and the surprise morning sex and the wake up calls in the early mornings to catch the sunrise. But it's going to take two of them to fix this marriage, and some days, it seems as if all Erik wants is to be rid of him.

A fic about rekindling marriage.

Math Reasons – pearl_o, pocky_slash

Summary: "Mom says Erik always knows what he wants, it just sometimes takes him a little while to actually realize it," Ruth said.

Charles fell in love with Erik the first night they met, the first week of freshman year. Two years of friendship, adventures, arguments, hijinks, secrets, and summer visits later, Erik is starting to catch up.

Melted Ice Cream and Macaroni Art – pocky_slash

Summary: Everybody likes Charles. Nobody likes Erik. And that's really the source of Erik's doubts. Also, there's ice cream and a baby.

Watch Your Back – swoopswoop

Summary: Bodyguard AU where Erik is overly protective and things aren't as simple as they seem.

Dress Your Family in Plaid and Skinny Jeans – cygnaut

Summary: Erik and Charles meet at the mutant playgroup/parenting support circle and they instantly hit it off. And so do their kids, Lorna and David.

Continue firm and constant – aesc

Summary: Moira hasn't seen her old partner in saving the world from threats human and intergalactic, Erik Lehnsherr, for a few years. When she finally does see him again, she finds a man different from the one who's been with her down in the dark and the dirt and the blood... or maybe he isn't so different after all.

cradles you and connects you to everything – pocky_slash

Summary: Charles and Erik spend a chilly November afternoon in Manhattan doing not much at all. Also, there are cupcakes, chess, and Feelings.

#cherik #cherik fic recs #fic recs #modern au #long post

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i want to hold your hand ; chapter iii ; george x reader

request: Being the boys PR manger and George falling for you but you’re clueless. John points it out to the reader but she brushes it off. a/n: omfg this is going to be so late, im sorry my dudes pairing: george x reader summary: you’re the pr manager of the boys and your falling for George, it’s against the rules but oh well. little do you know he feels the same way :) warnings: ur dumb, boom roasted (#thesavagenesscontinues) but fr so much eye-rolling, slight angst ig year: ‘65? word count: 2,027

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“Okay lads, we are going to be here until lunch and please behave,” Brian said as you all got out of the car. George went into the building first with his hands tucked in his trouser’s pockets. You rolled your eyes at him and his immaturity and followed Paul into the venue. Ringo, John and Paul noticed the change in your mood and they pitted George, he was being so dumb.

You led the guys to their changing room and found George already there. He looked away when you entered and sat down on one of the chairs that were in front of the mirrors and began brushing his hair. Why did he even do that? He’ll mess it up when he goes on stage...

“John, Paul. Come ‘ere I need to talk to you.” Ringo said. The two boys turned back and followed Ringo into another room leaving you, George and Brian in the changing room. You closed the door behind you and went to sit on a couch far away from George, well as far as you could go in this room. Brian eyed both of you and rolled his eyes, why couldn’t you just get together already?

“George and yn, I’m going to talk to the manager, don’t leave,” Brian said while pointing a stern finger at both of you. You nodded and looked down at your suitcase, you took out a couple of papers of boring information and began reading through them.

Once Brian left you looked up at George who was hunched over his guitar. He began tuning it and you had to tear your eyes away from him. The rest of The Beatles returned a little while later, they were whispering amongst each other. When Ringo came in George rolled his eyes so hard you were surprised they didn’t fall off.

“yn?” asked Paul, you looked up from your papers and smiled.

“Yeah?”

“Is it okay if you give us a moment alone?” you scrunched up your eyebrows but nodded anyway.

“Sure.” you gathered your things into a neat pile and left the room. Paul had said it wouldn’t take long so you didn’t leave the hallway. You leaned against the wall next to the door and waited. And you couldn't help but overhear what they were saying.

“What the fuck George?” Paul said as soon as the door closed.

“What?” asked George, you heard him put his guitar down and stand up.

“Why are you acting like that?” John, and all of them, already knew the answer but he asked anyway, he wanted George to say it out loud and realise how dumb he sounded.

“Acting like what?”

“All jealous and petty,” Paul explained.

“Ignoring yn and me,” Ringo spoke up.

“I am not,” George scoffed with a rather cold tone.

“You’re jealous aren’t ya?” John asked, a cheeky smirk creeping up onto his face.

“I am not!” he repeated way too quickly. “Why would I be?”

“Because you liked yn and because of what happened this morning with her and me,” Ringo explained.

“I do not!” he lied as he crossed his arms over his chest.

“Yes you do, we all know so don’t even bother lying. And I don’t like her that way and she definitely likes you. We all know that.” Ringo said making you blush, why did Ringo say that. If you were inside you would have told him hush, not to tell him your secret.

“Wait what, she does?” George’s tone changed to a hopeful one making you hopeful as well. Does he actually like you?

“Of course she does you, idiot,” John said, obviously rolling his eyes.

“Now go out there and tell her how you feel!”

“You better not be messing with me,” he warned.

“We aren’t Geo, I promise,” Paul said. You heard some shuffling come from inside the room and louder footsteps making their way to you. Suddenly, the door opened. You stood up straight in a rush and started taking interest in your nails. “George wants to talk to you.” you had expected George to come out, just like you had heard not that long ago but they must have changed plans.

“Oh okay,” you said pretending to be clueless of what was going on. Ringo, John and Paul left the room, all flashing a smile at you, a smile that said ‘I-know-what’s-going-on’. You still smiled back and went into the changing room. George was pacing around the room obviously distressed. You cleared your throat to make your presence know and he stopped to look at you.

“Hi.” you quietly said with a weak smile.

“Hi,” he answered quickly. You looked down at your feet and slowly shuffled closer to him.

“Is it true? What they say about you?” you asked as you looked back up to him.

“Yeah,” George admitted, his cheeks turning red. “What about you...? Is it true?” you nodded and he smiled. “Okay, great. She likes me as well, what the fuck do I do now?” he thought to himself. “Kiss her you fool!” said his other inner voice. “Can I...?” you nodded once more, he didn’t have to ask what he wanted to do, you rushed over to him as quickly as you could and closed the space between you.

Life seemed to go in slow motion, just like in those sappy romantic movies you could watch on the telly, his hands wrapped around your body at the same time his soft lips pressed against yours. They fitted perfectly against your lips as though you two were made for each other. You gently moaned into the kiss when he swiped his tongue over your bottom lip. The moan granted him access to slip his tongue inside your mouth. His hand was around your waist, pulling you close against him, as close as he could. Your hand went to his soft hair, tugging slightly so his mouth could be even closer to yours. When you couldn’t breathe anymore you pulled away and smiled up at him.

He pressed his forehead against yours and laughed. “I love you yn,” he admitted, his voice low making the moment even more intimate.

“Really? I would have never guessed.” you joked sarcastically. “I love you too George,” you added once the laughter died down. You reached over to plant a quick kiss on his lips.

“FINALLY!” yelled John when he pushed the door open. You jumped away from George and put your hand over your quickly beating heart.

“Oh shut it.” you and George both said together.

“Look, they even talk like a couple.” he teased making a face at you.

“John, come on, leave the lovebirds alone,” Paul said as he also entered the room.

“Paul! Not you too.” you frowned, he shrugged his shoulder and chuckled before sitting down next to John on the couch. Just as Ringo shuffled inside George protectively put his arm around you making Paul and John snicker and you roll your eyes for what felt like the hundredth time today.

“Oh my God.” you covered your face with your hands in frustration and sighed. “George, come here.” you dragged him past Ringo, offering the drummer an apologetic smile, and out the door. You made your way down the corridor, with George holding on to your hand, trying to look for a private room you could talk to George in.

“What is it?” he asked after you shoved him into a broom closet.

“Don’t be mean to Ringo.” you immediately said.

“I wasn’t!” George protested, you eyed him with a sassy ‘come-on-we-all-know-what-you-did’ look.

“Really, why did you put your hand around my shoulder just as he came into the room?”

“Because I love you?” you gave him the same sassy look and he sighed. “Okay fine, sorry.”

“Now, go apologize to him.” he dramatically hung his head and walked out the room as you giggled at his actions. You followed him into the changing room were Ringo, Paul and John were and watched as George went over to Ringo who had joined the other two guys on the couch.

“Sorry, Ringo,” George mumbled.

“It’s alright.” the drummer said with a big goofy smile, he knew his friend only did what he did because he was jealous and, to be honest, he didn’t blame him.

“See? All better,” you said, George playfully stuck his tongue out to you and went to sit on his old seat in front of the mirrors. He spun around the chair like a little kid would just as Brian entered the room.

“Hi Brian.” he quickly smiled at you before talking to the boys. Wait, Brian? Oh my God, Brian! Can he know about George and I? Wait, will we get in trouble? A million worrying thoughts rushed through your mind and your worries started to show on your face making you frown. One of the times that George looked over to you, probably to mess around, he saw you chew your nail nervously and look at the floor obviously deep in thought.

Brian said something to you, that you didn’t hear, before walking out of the room. Apparently, the guys were going on stage in around half an hour so they had to get ready for tonight’s show. A couple of hairdressers came inside to do their hair, which, once again, was pretty much useless since they will change it as soon as the girls leave plus when they got on stage they will shake their heads way too much, thus ruining their work. Apart from that, what was there to style?

“Is everything okay?” asked George as soon as it was just you five again. You looked up from the ground and tried to release the tension in your expressions.

“What? Yeah, of course.” you lied and gently laughed to try to sell you lie, but George wasn’t having it, he saw right through you, which wasn’t hard considering what you had been doing.

“Are you sure? You don’t look fine, love.” he led you to the couch and gently sat you down on while the rest of the guys messed around in the background.

“Well... it’s just that I’m a bit worried, y’know?” you confessed

“No, I don’t.” George laughed, he shifted in his seat and placed his hand around the back of the couch.

“Oh right, sorry. I just mean that what if Brian finds out?”

“About...?”

“Us.”

“He’ll be happy, I’m sure,” he said, still confused about what you meant.

“Yeah but Geo, will he? It’s against the rules. My company told me not to mess with any of you or any other clients I could have. What if they move me?” you asked.

“Oh...” he looked away for a minute before bouncing up in his seat as though a light bulb had gone off inside his brain. “We can just hire you!” you laughed at his response.

“Okay George, but what about when we break up?”

“If we break up.” he corrected.

“What about if we break up?” you repeated, this time he had nothing to say.

“It’s not like we’ll hate each other, right? I wouldn’t want you to be homeless because you have no job, I can assure you that.”

“I dunno Geo...” you looked away and sat back on the couch.

“Look, what if your company doesn’t find out? I’m sure Brian won’t tell.”

“They will find out somehow. What about when we go out together? Just us, the paparazzi will take photographs.” you left him speechless once more.

“What if we burn that bridge when we get to it?”

“That bridge? It’s my job Geo, I don’t have any special talents like you do.” you scoffed, didn’t he know about a regular job?

“That’s not what I meant-”

“Lads! Time to go!” a backstage member said after opening the door.

“Come on then Geo, you can talk to yn later,” John said as he handed George his guitar. George kissed you gently before rushing off after his friends.

Should you just burn that bridge when you get to it?

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