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jokatsuya · 10 months

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Love and immortality

Part V Part I Part II Part III Part IV

Morpheus x reader

Wordcount: 1704

Warnings: mention violence and death

Summary: (Y/n) has managed to escape from her predicament in life and is now meeting up again with the man she still doesn't know. Just when she should probably finally get an answer to his identity, unexpected events occur.

A/n: Guess who's back! Right, me :D Can we please talk about the leaks of the second season??? AAHHAHHAHAHHAHHAH Anyway, have fun with this part. Yours JoKatsuya

1789 and I'm sitting here again in this pub, the White Horse. For four centuries now I have been meeting this stranger. One would think to have gotten to know each other, at least a little bit. But no, the only one of us who knows something about the other is the mysterious black-haired man who is sitting opposite me again. Always fashionably dressed with a well-groomed appearance. His looks are really not of a bad nature. Every single day of this last century he was more present than ever in my thoughts. Our last meeting had given me the strength to free myself from my, let's say very unfavorable, life situation. I straightened up and managed to succeed on my own, even if it meant pretending to be a man for a few years. I am not quite sure myself how that went well.

>>I heard something funny the other week. Bloke said to me, he said, "If only the French noble had played cricket with their men the way we do they'd never have had this trouble."<<, I say and close my eyes for a short moment to follow the pleasant sounds of the musicians at the other end of the hall.

>>You know, first the colonies, now France. You ask me, this country will be next for a revolution. I've been salting money away all over the world, which I hope can help me if there really is trouble here. In the meantime... I'm in the foreign trade. You just have to know how to use industrialization.<<, I say honestly before bringing the cup of tea to my mouth and taking a thoughtful sip. All the while, I feel his downright silver eyes on me. Silent, as always when I told him about something. After my initial uncertainty towards it, I have to admit to really enjoying it by now. Very few people could listen so attentively and let you talk in peace. For the normal human being the life time races only in such a way past them. Even if it felt for me also partly so, I had however much more time than this and therefore enjoyed such a conversation only too gladly.

His rosy lips slightly pressed together and with an almost indistinct look on his part, we remain silent for a while. His eyes literally bore into me and leave a shiver down my spine when he finally speaks up: >>It's a poor thing, for one man to profit from the suffering of poorer ones.<< His voice is graced by a touch of coldness.

>>I don't like the inhumane conditions in the factories either. However, it is unfortunately not in my hand to change this.<<, I defend myself sadly with lowered eyes. But he is right. Even children are not protected from the work in the factories. >>It's how it's done, sadly.<<

>>But you can do what is in your power. No matter how trivial it seems.<<, he counters with a piercing look and no emotion on his face.

>>You're giving me advice? After 400 years? But yes, I will consider it.<<, I try to cheer up the situation a bit with a small smile, even if the current topic offers nothing to laugh about. Again I take a sip of the tea, at which I must note that it has now cooled down just like the mood. A small, barely noticeable nod on his part. Change of subject!

>>I saw a production of Romeo and Juliet yesterday. I wanted to pay my respects to our mutual acquaintance after all this time. But can you imagine? The idiots had given it a happy ending. Can you believe it? This sacrifice for love's sake, just undone by such a misappropriated glossing over of the ending.<<, I talk myself into a rage angrily over this fact. I take a last sip from the cup and set it down again.

>>That will not last. The great stories will always return to their original forms.<<, the man across from me replies as a barely noticeable smile slips across his lips. It literally drew me under its spell.

>>You made some kind of deal with him, didn't you?<<, I chuckle lightly out of joy for Will and the legacy he left us. One that I hope will last forever.

>>Perhaps.<<, he confesses.

>>What kind of deal? His soul?<<, I joke, unable to suppress a growing smile. It is ironic that even today I am not one hundred percent sure whether I am really paying for my long life only with my information, or with more.

>>Nothing so crude.<<

>>Four hundred years now, I've been meeting you here and there is so much I still don't know. Who are you? Truly? What's your name?<<, I suddenly ask him again full of ambition to finally get an answer. His lips slowly open after a brief thoughtful moment.

Before he makes the slightest sound, however, a female voice behind him snaps me out of my trance-like state: >>I might ask both of you the same question.<< Both of our heads turn towards it and catch sight of a young woman. Admittedly very attractive.

>>Please, please, do not trouble yourselves to rise. These are Michael and Tobias,<< she says as she walks around the small table between the man in black and me and stops in the middle of it. >>Smugglers by trade. Altough, they're only too glad to augment their earnings by slitting thorats. If you move, they'll slit yours.<<

Trembling at her words, I have to swallow and let my eyes wander back and forth between the two men.

>>They tell of a tale in these London parts, that the Devil and the Wandering Jew meet once every century in a tavern.<<

With a quick glance in his direction, I see that my companion is doing the same. A touch of disbelief in both of our faces. She sounded very convinced of herself. As she continues and with a quick movement produces a note, we look back at her. >>Two years past, sewn into the shirt of dead man, I found this.<<, with these words she comes closer and places the note on our table. There are two people pictured at a table, on the left he and on the right...me?

>>Is that meant to be me? Oh, I look terrible, but you look worse.<<, I joke and give him a quick grinning look.

>>You return to this pub every 100 years, striking bargains with men sharing gifts, immortality, which you will now share with me.<<, she demands in a firm tone, fixing her gaze on the stranger. >>Well, have you nothing to say?<<

>>I am no Devil.<<, the stranger corrects her in a triumphant tone, the corners of his mouth slightly bent.

>>And I'm not Jewish.<<, I quickly add and grin mischievously at her.

>>Fie. What manner of creatures are you then?<<

>>Who wants to know?<<, I now want to know, but more interested in her than originally expected.

>>I'm Lady Johanna Constantine. You will both follow me. My coach is without. I can see there is so much you can tell me. So much I can learn.<<, she enthuses with a twinkle in her eye.

>>No.<<, the stranger's voice again pierces the room. Lady Constantine presses her red lips together, her brown eyes boring into him. I match her in a more subtle way with the latter. Did I expect a different answer from him? I am not quite sure.

>>No, I think not.<<, the stranger adds as he returns her gaze through his dark lashes. If he would look at me like that in another situation... I'm sure my legs would betray me. Still not amused by his words, the woman moves behind Michael and Tobias, who are now slowly approaching us. The iron blades approaching our heads.

>>Get up.<<, hisses one of the two.

Afraid that something bad might happen to us, I jump up and smash my cup against the head of one of them. This immediately shatters and causes a rain of shards. At the same time, I grab the back of his head and slam it down on the table. Straight after that I kick the other one in the middle with the heel of my shoe, which makes him groan in pain and forces him to his knees. As I turn to Constantine, I immediately take a step back as again this evening a dagger points at me. A little out of breath, I can't suppress a small gasp and look back and forth between her and the dagger.

>>Wait.<<, the dark voice sounds behind me. The chair scrapes lightly across the floor as the stranger sits up. My eyes still fixed on the blade in front of me, they widen as out of nowhere a...cloud of sand slides into Constantine's face? Her eyes slowly turn upward, her breathing heavy as she whispers: >>No.<< The dagger comes clattering to the ground before she sinks to her knees and continues: >>No, not you. I'm sorry.<<

Confused and frightened, I crouch down and look at her with concern. >>What did you do to her?<<, I confront him as I turn around.

>>She has old ghosts that I've shown to her.<<

Unsure about this whole situation, I stand up and give him a serious look. He briefly glances at the floor. >>You need not have come to my defense.<<, he asserts with the corners of his mouth curling slightly.

>>Clearly.<<, I reply with a smile, >>Still, I didn't want to be drinking alone here in 100 years' time.<< The grin he gives me is indescribable and evokes a lot of different emotions in me.

>>I don't suppose you care to find another pub tonight?<<, I start trying to prolong our unexpectedly interrupted evening together.

>>She may have told others about our meeting. It will not be safe for you.<<

>>I'm perfectly safe. I can't die, remember?<<

>>Aye. But you can be hurt or captured. We must be cautious.<< Do I hear a hint of worry?

>>Always.<<, I take a deep breath, >>A hundred years, then?<<

>>A hundred years.<< And so we part ways again for the time to come.

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w4s-t4ken · 27 days

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—INTRODUCTION—

Dream picked up the small screen off the table, curious as to what it was. He saw Sam with one back in his prison days- he always wondered what exactly it even was. He really didn’t care who it belonged to, he just took it. After guessing a few different passwords, he opened it- 12345. He’d have to change that.

He scrolled around on various things, taking in the new sights. He opened this app labeled tumblr out of curiosity, looking around it.

So, some “old friends” were on here too huh? This could be fun.

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annawayne · 9 months

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2, 3, 6, 8, 9, 10, 11, 13, 15, 16, 18, 20, 21, 23, 26, 29, 30, 31, 33, 34

Sry its a lot, I really love ur fics❤️

Oh my, it's okay, don't apologize! I'm just speechless that you want so many insights and so, so grateful for your interest, but I'm ready to give it all! Thank you so, so much!

2. How do you come up with your plot ideas?

It won't be a lie if I say they…just appear. The same works with my drawings - I never plan anything, I may just take a walk - and BOOM, the idea is born! The same works with the fics - ideas just keep swirling in my mind, until I get tired of them, catch them, and transform them into a fic :D For example, for MYLYSW the whole plot was born like, "Hm, okay, I see this scene, this scene, this, also this topic and this…let's write an outline not to forget anything!". It took me around 30 minutes to write down all the events I want to explore. It was basically a one-shot. Now, it's 7 chapters, and maybe 8 (because I may divide one into two). So, honestly… I feel like I could disappoint with this answer (because I don't have any cool method or insights to give advice on how to generate ideas), but all the ideas just popped up out of nowhere…

3. Are there any specific themes you enjoy exploring in your fics?

Yes, definitely. I guess, one of the most appearing themes in my stories is not to lose yourself in this life, or rather how to find yourself under all these circumstances, traumas etc. It's always a battle against your inner demons and how to handle them, or, maybe, how to lose against them. In any fic I wrote, it's always about a human in this drastic stream of life - in BMSS, it's a Lost Generation, the people who went through the horrors of WW1, in Neverland of (our) desires - it's about just two people who seek temporary salvation amongst the Apocalypse, even in Golden hour of our forevor, that is definitely one of the BRIGHTEST and CALMEST fic in my list- it's about how not to lose your love, yourself amongst the tight schedule and work. Oh, in MYLYSW…it's a very, very, very emotional thing, but it's how not to lose yourself after the tragedy, how not keep your love when some things that will be revealed later is between you, how…how to find the faith in the world and in yourself as well. It may be one of the most difficult stories I would ever write, even BMSS seems to me not so complex as this one, to be honest.

6. Do you prefer writing shorter, standalone fics or longer, multi-chapter stories?

I think, multi-chapters. They give me more places of exploration, and I don't know how to stop myself sometimes, so for me, it works better in long stories. Sometimes, of course, a one-shot is a perfect option, but some ideas don't really demand exploring them, it's enough for one, solid one-shot.

8. Do you have any rituals or habits that help you get into the zone?

Music. I usually have a playlist on loop or some song on repeat to give me the right mood. Well...and sometimes, I need a glass of wine to get into the mood :D Oh, well...it's not the ritual, but when I write I usually do some gestures with my hands as if...if I don't know, try to feel the words, the sentences? I just wave them smoothly like a conductor, when I formulate a sentence or reread it :D

9. Have you ever collaborated with someone else on a fic?

No, but I'm willing to do it!

10. What's your favorite part about the fic writing process?

O-o-o-h, I ADORE all this psychological mess that is across my text. Jumping words, formatting, sounds, I have so much fun to do it, and, to be honest, I love how chaotic looks my text!

11. Are there any tropes that you particularly enjoy writing?

I answered the similar question here :)

13. What's the most challenging aspect of writing fanfiction for you?

Hahaha-ha-ha-h... English. Well, partially? I'm not a native speaker and everything you see it's just my self-taught result, so sometimes I couldn't find the right word because in my native language, Ukrainian, it exists, and in English - no! So I try to break my mind sometimes...

15. Do you plan your fics or prefer to let the story unfold as you write?

Always planning. Since I love to play with themes, parallels, even titles (just peek at BMSS, and you already have some pattern that is important for the story :), it's essential to me to know the direction. I feel lost without proper map :D

16. How important is it to you to stay true to the original creator's vision while writing fanfiction?

It's VERY important to me. I love these characters not just because, but for what they are in canon. Explore them in Post-canon, in AU - is another interesting challenge to me, how to continue or adapt their traits into my story.

18. Are there any fics or authors that have been particularly influential or inspiring to you?

Oh, yes, yes. @distortedclouds, @moonspirit, @mimiwrites2000, honeyriot, Decoii, @dude-why-3, @annieleonhardt, niwakaame - I won't lie if I say I started writing because of their works in general (or was inspired for some particular stories in the process). As for the authors that also have an enormous influecen on me, all of them are my fav writers - Thomas Mann, Ivan Bahrianyi, Mykhailo Kotsiubynsky, Hanya Yanagihara, Ryunosuke Akutagawa, Emily Brontë, Virginia Woolf, James Joyce, Francis Scott Key Fitzgerald, John Steinbeck, Marcel Proust.

20. How do you approach action sequences or intense moments?

30. How do you handle writing multiple storylines or subplots?

31. Do you prefer writing from a single character's perspective or switching between different viewpoints?

These ones you can find here :)

21. Have you ever used fanfiction as a way to explore your own emotions or personal experiences?

I guess, it's the only reason why I write in the first place :DDDDD

Everything you read - it's me and my attempts to live through some difficult emotions, times, feelings. In every word, it's me who hides behind them. Some metaphors are the result of my personal experience, some topics - what is eating me up. Every fic of mine is like a confession.

23. How do you write endings for your fics? Do you prefer open-ended or conclusive conclusions?

It depends on the story, but what I definitely like - it's when the ending is hitting you right in the heart. In a good way, in a bad - doesn't matter. It hits you, and you couldn't breathe for some minutes. I love this type of endings, open or conclusive - it's a matter of the story in general.

26. How do you approach plot twists or surprises in your fics?

Hm...to be honest... I don't know. For me, as an author, everything seems obvious, so I don't even really know how to answer this. But, well, if we talk about MYLYSW - the twists with memory-nightmare-memory was a non-linear narration and to make the reader think a few times "Oh SO IT IS LIKE THIS", only then to break this belief with another plot-twist. I hope, other twists would be also pleasant :3

33. How do you incorporate world-building elements into your fics?

29. Are there any characters, relationships, or general character dynamics you've never written about but would like to try?

I didn't really write (YET) the interactions between children, but I could tell you that in BMSS in future chapters there's this type of relationship, and oh man, I'm afraid :D But we would see what is going to be.

The same as I work with emotions - meticulous details. Starting from smells and clothes, and ending the authentic street names at that time or the popular food. And I wouldn't be humble here, but BMSS is literally a museum of 1920's Western Ukraine. Every single detail in this is researched, some of the place - even visited, a lot of photo-references, all my history books of this time - everything in work.

34. Are there any fic writing tips or tricks you've learned along the way that you'd like to share?

I would really, really love to share something, but the thing is I don't have any. But, maybe, what I truly think is a good advice - is to outline some things and to keep it in front of the eyes.

#answered ask #ask #ask game #aruani fanfic #aruani #bury me in the shadows of spring #my yellow light in your soft whispers #writing #my writing

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elmaxlys · 9 months

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Hi! Ive been going through my ts volumes and I’ve been wondering,

considering you are the person who is the most interested in juo, you would be the best person for me to ask. what do you think His childhood was like? (apart from what we know)

Also! If you have any other thoughts on other characters i would love to hear it!

If you want, I could also share some thoughts/headcanons on my favourite guys! (Ein & Aikawa Obvs)

Hopefully this is coherent aha, i have troubles putting sentences together!

Just wanted to ask because im soo intrigued to see more on what others think about certain characters and such!

Ooh hi!! :DD

I do think about Juo's childhood from time to time, although my headcanons about it tend to vary depending on, like, the AU or my mood or anything, really xD that's the one good thing about having barely anything about him :')

can you believe that's all we have on his past? orz

(mangabox screens bc they're the ones i have saved in my computer but it was fun to go compare with the seven seas at the site you told me, thanks again for that :3)

Anyway, to come back to the topic at hand..

I like to think that he's mixed caucasian/japanese

I can't decide whether i read him as an only child or as younger/middle brother like ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ the projection can only go so far. In one of my fics, I made him an older brother to step siblings, but I do tend to think of him as either siblingsless or as his problem with authority having some part to do with having older siblings (whether he also has younger siblings to go with that depends on how blatant i want the Rika parallel to be lmao)

He's was a good student, getting good grades. Helps sell the "I never bullied anyone, how dare you judge me on my appearance" act + he's smart AND likes to shove his superiority in people's face, he totally would get good grades and play it off as nothing

I love that school is his villain origin story btw

His parents are either the neglectful kind or the blind trust pink sunglasses kind ("my kid would never do that he's an angel! :o")

In any case he hates his parents

He didn't have friends. He hung out with people like him (delinquents and bullies) but never let anyone get close

He only allowed himself the more feminine aspects of his appearance after he became strong and known enough that no one would ever attempt to give him shit for it

The first tattoo he got was the one on his left arm

He lost his virginity in middle school to an older girl, he did it with a guy in his last year of high-school, lying about his age

He wanted to be independent as soon as possible so he got a part time job while in school and didn't go to university or anything, did an apprenticeship or equivalent - and then he was whooshed to high-rise world

I hope it's somewhat coherent xD my thoughts tend to change a lot, ngl, none of it is fixed but it's what i tend to default to i guess? x)

I can't think of anything to share about other characters but I am really curious about your thoughts on your favs, especially about Ein, since we have absolutely nothing on her past o_o

Anyway I hope you liked these! :3 :D

#thank you <3 #it's late and my brain is only half working and i didn't proofread so idek what's in there #juo #tenkuu shinpan

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blu-joons · 2 years

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BEST FRIEND iKON A⇴Z HEADCANON ⇴ Kim Jiwon

A ⇴ ATTENTION

He cared about you a lot, and so Jiwon wasn’t afraid to admit that when you were around, he’d try his best to pay attention to you, listen to what you were saying and pick up on anything that didn’t seem right.

B ⇴ BICKER

You were definitely the one out of the two of you that tried to bicker more, Jiwon would try and ignore you and not give you what you wanted, but usually you’d end up getting to Jiwon so much that he’d end up being left with no choice but to bicker back across to you in the hope that it would shut you up.

C ⇴ COMFORT

He was always there for you, no matter how worried Jiwon became whenever he could tell that you were upset. There would be a moment of panic in him when he could tell that something had got to you, however once he was composed, he’d remind himself that you needed him more than he needed to fret.

D ⇴ DISAGREEMENTS

Neither of you disagreed much, you tended to agree on most things. The majority of your arguments though came from you both wanting to please the other person and do what they wanted to do. You often wanted to do what Jiwon wanted to do, but he also wanted to do what you wanted to do as well, and so you’d find yourselves arguing with each other to try and make the other person happier than you were.

E ⇴ EARLY YEARS

You were a little apprehensive around Jiwon when you first met, however when you saw him around other people and how bright he was, you knew that he was going to be someone that you’d get along with. It took a bit of time for the two of you to talk without having those awkward moments in between topics of conversation, but once you figured it all out, you soon found yourselves chatting endlessly.

F ⇴ FAMILY

Jiwon’s family took great care of you, even when Jiwon wasn’t around, they liked to be there for you. When Jiwon was on the road, they’d often invite you round for dinner or something so that they could see you and how you were as Jiwon wasn’t around to do so. They did it mostly because Jiwon told them too, always making his family promise to look after you whenever he wasn’t able to do so.

G ⇴ GETTING TOGETHER

You both were very cautious whenever you went out, most of the time you ended up deciding to stay in where you had some privacy. Jiwon didn’t mind going out if you wanted to, but he’d always offer to drive you both there or map out the route that was the quietest to make sure that you didn’t run into any trouble.

H ⇴ HABITS

The two of you had a habit of knowing exactly what the other person was going to say. You liked to think that you knew Jiwon like the back of your hand, and he liked to think the same about you too and so you always tried to guess what was going to be said, and usually you ended up getting it right too.

I ⇴ INSIDE JOKES

Both of you were relaxed the most with each other, and so you were the person for the other who they had the most inside jokes with too. You weren’t quite sure how many you ended up with over the years, but usually if you remembered an inside joke, it would be one that you shared with Jiwon more than anyone else.

J ⇴ JEALOUSY

Although he tended to control the mood at the best of times, Jiwon would often get just a little bit louder whenever he was feeling jealous. His voice would get a little noisier in the hope that it would hold your attention a little more and equally silence the others who were around you too. He’d stubbornly deny doing it once the two of you were alone, but you always knew exactly what Jiwon was like.

K ⇴ KICKS

Jiwon got a kick out of winding you up, he loved teasing you and snapping at you until you bit back. You did the exact same with him too, messing around and pushing each other until you got what you wanted was something that happened between the two of you just about every time that you hung out together.

L ⇴ LOVE

He loved how you were always there for him; nothing was ever too much trouble. If it was the middle of the night, Jiwon could call and know that you would answer, or if he was on the other side of the city, Jiwon knew that you would find a way to get to him. Having you there was a huge relief for Jiwon more than anything else because he knew that even if you weren’t right by his side, he was never actually alone.

M ⇴ MEETING

The two of you first met just before Jiwon debuted when you were working as a member of staff at the company. It was more of an accidental meeting than anything else when Jiwon knocked you as he walked past you, only to find out the next day that you were going to be working with him for a little while.

N ⇴ NONSENSE

His guard comes down around you all the time, you never get much of the serious side of Jiwon. Instead, you get the fun side, the side that doesn’t care about a thing in the world and does whatever he wants to do.

O ⇴ OBSESSION

Jiwon was obsessed with your character, you ticked so many of the boxes that he always wanted to be filled in a best friend, more than he ever thought someone in his life would ever actually be able to.

P ⇴ PRECIOUS MOMENTS

He loved seeing you with his family, how well you got along with them was something that meant a great deal to Jiwon. There was very little that he enjoyed more than just being able to sit back and watch you interact with his family, with Jiwon’s eyes especially drawn to the smiles that were on everyone’s faces.

Q ⇴ QUESTIONS

Confiding in you is something that Jiwon does a lot, although he smiles around others, he’ll come to you for advice and ask you if you can help him out whenever he’s not quite sure what he wants to do.

R ⇴ RANDOM FACTS

Stored on his memory drive where no one else could find them, Jiwon had several drafts of raps saved that he had written about you. They were personal to him and shared things that he didn’t quite feel prepared to share with other people yet, especially as he liked to keep your friendship as something private.

S ⇴ SUPPORT

Although he didn’t always express himself as he wanted, your support meant a lot to Jiwon. Above all else he loved that you always knew the right thing to say to get him motivated and feeling himself before he went on stage or cheer him up when he came off stage feeling as though he could’ve done a little better.

T ⇴ TRIPS

If he knew that you had some free time when he was on the road, Jiwon would find a way to bring you along with him so that he could take you to some new places and also get to explore around with you.

U ⇴ ULTIMATE

More than anything else Jiwon was appreciative of you and the many years that he’d had with you as his best friend by his side.

V ⇴ VISITS

If he was around and nearby to your place, Jiwon would always stop by. If you weren’t in when he expected you to be, he’d be ringing you straight away and seeing where you were to make sure that you were alright.

W ⇴ WISDOM

He was good with words and so Jiwon was also pretty good at giving you advice and putting things simply, but effectively, for you.

X ⇴ XXXX

Both of you weren’t exactly big on affection, the most that you’d usually do was poke each other to get their attention or maybe grab the other if they needed to be moved out of the way for some reason.

Y ⇴ YOU

You were his inspiration, Jiwon wished that he could be more like you.

Z ⇴ ZZZ

Both of you enjoy the comfort of home and so after your days together you’ll both head back to your own places, with Jiwon making sure that you know to text him that you’re home as soon as you walk through the door.

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petrifiedforests · 6 months

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20 Questions for Fic Writers

Thank you for the tag @lizardberries 🙂

How many works do you have on ao3?

36 right now, 35 fics and 1 mood board

2. What’s your total ao3 word count?

7,522, I write a lot of drabbles and no long fics

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Just Clone Wars atm and there wildly hopping between pairings and OC’s

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

A mix of fluff and angst and OC’s and canon characters

A Most Important Question Fluff, Tup & Dogma, Dogma/Hardcase

screams of change Angsty drabble about a cadet changing things on Kamino, but its changes for good

It's all in the hands Tup/Dogma or Tup & Dogma depending on your interpretation, ND Dogma settling in with the power of knitting

They didn't know angsty Wing AU about my OCs

On the Nature of Kisses Fluffy drabble, Tup/Dogma again, Dogma musing

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

I do, I love comments, be it screaming at/with me about angst or fluff and I don’t get too many, so I can keep up and say thank you or yell back a bit lovingly.

6. What is a fic you wrote with the angstiest ending

Uhhhh, I guess Tearable paperwork because while that is three unrelated chapters, it’s got two chapters about decommissioning and everybody dies. So. That’s what I’m going with as angstiest.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

That’s a lot harder because is snuggling the happiest? If so, it’s Bed warm, is it getting together? Then it might be A Most Important Question

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I only get good natured yelling or threats to kidnap my OCs. To be fair, but a handful of people read my fics, so there’s that :D

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I don’t but I’m inching closer and have actually progressed from kisses to non-explicit sex as topic. I don’t think I’ll ever be interested in writing explicit, explicit smut. Much more interested in the emotional side.

10. Do you write crossovers?

Not yet

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

No, again, too little people know they exist.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No, and I’ve got an author’s note that I don’t want translations.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Only in discord brain storming sessions

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

To read, Stucky or the Leverage Trio are high up there. Writing wise, I don’t think I have one (am I contractually obligated to name my OC ship here?). I’m always more interested in the characters and like to explore different ships with them.

15. What’s a wip you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

I’ve got one about Waxer and Hics (OC) talking after Hics was named. But it's been fighting me so much.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I think emotions and twisty bits of pain or world building.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Descriptions. No doubt about that one. I don’t tend to think visually, so I have to go back in a fic to make sure I’ve mentioned the setting or positions of characters. Or how they get from point A to B.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I think a bit is fun, but not to the point where it’s not understandable without translation (unless it’s the whole point if the POV character also doesn’t understand). But if you want to include it, have it checked by a native speaker. I’ve noped out of so many critical role fics because Caleb’s german was just… bad. That absolutely breaks immersion.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

The Witcher which is also the only other fandom I’ve written for.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

Oh that’s a mean question.

I really like the flow of It's all in the hands and I’m really proud of Please, can I?. That also might be because that is fresh in my mind.

No pressure tags: @curls-cat, @elismor and @witcher-and-his-bard

Blank copy/pasta version under the cut

How many works do you have on ao3?

What’s your total ao3 word count?

What fandoms do you write for?

What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

What is a fic you wrote with the angstiest ending

What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Do you get hate on fics?

Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Do you write crossovers?

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Have you ever had a fic translated?

Have you ever co-written a fic before?

What’s your all-time favorite ship?

What’s a wip you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

What are your writing strengths?

What are your writing weaknesses?

Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

First fandom you wrote for?

Favorite fic you’ve written?

#fic writer tag game #tag game #thank you for the tag!#This is like deciding which of your children you like best

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baxwitzka · 2 years

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Wild Wild Tulip

Fandom: One Piece

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Swearing (Because Eustass Kid)

Relationship: Eustass Kid/Trafalgar D. Water Law

Tags: Established Relationship, Domestic Fluff, AU- Modern Setting

Word Count: 1.8k

Summary: When Kid is upset Law always tries his best to find a cure. This time he finds it in knowledge about flowers.

Notes: Based on Supernova Trivia. Also, this is softer that it has any right to be. I hope it´s not too OOC because of that. Anyway, enjoy :)

Law slumped into his chair, the strings of words on his laptop screen blurring into black lines before his eyes. He had made a mistake. Agreeing to lead this behemoth of a research project had been a bad idea. To make things worse he knew he had himself to blame on this. His love for a challenge and regrettably also his pride had gotten the better of him. And now he was stuck with a topic not many had tackled before him, almost no preceding studies to refer to and the issue of how to even approach the medical experiments effectively cost him his last nerve. To top it all off his body was begging desperately for a break. He sighed and rubbed his eyes, feeling the soft skin of his eye circles. He probably looked terrible. Darkness had already fallen outside. Only the colourful city lights and a yellow glowing floor lamp still illuminated the room. Traffic had quieted down, and the soft thud of rain droplets began to drag Law into slumber.

That was at least until the rattling of the apartment door cut through the serenity, startling him. It took him a moment to register that it was just his boyfriend coming home from his night out with friends. He listened to Kid ‘s heavy steps becoming louder as he ponderously walked through their corridor. Law could tell when he stopped at their shared, overcrowded coat rack and tried to shove his own coat into it, which judging from his frustrated grumbling was quite the struggle. Kid did not seem to be in the best mood himself. That suspicion was further confirmed when his boyfriend turned around the corner and leaned against the door of their living room with an exhausted huff. Even in the dim light Law could see his partner’s empty expression. He groaned internally. If whatever happened with Kid was serious, he was not sure he could deal with it tonight. Sure, he would be able to comfort him, but he was certainly too tired to give good advice. Tomorrow maybe.

“Hard day?” he asked quietly.

Anything could be the matter. Perhaps something had gone wrong at work? An unhappy client? Maybe he had gotten into an argument with Killer, Heat or Wire? An accident? Oh god, what if someone was seriously ill…?

“They called me a goddamn tulip.”

Law’s train of thought came to a crashing halt. For a few seconds he could not stop himself from looking at Kid completely dumbfounded. Kid sighed.

“Great, you think I am an idiot.”

“No I just need context… I guess? Should I bring you a glass of water?”

Law was trying to help, he really was, but he was aware that he sounded like he was questioning Kid’s sanity. And he could not help but doubt that his boyfriend was entirely sober.

Of course, Kid saw right through him.

“I am not drunk, I drove all the other punks home after they got shitfaced.” He walked up to Law and took a seat across from him. “We went to the Thousand Sunny. Strawhat got a raise so he announced he would pay half of the entire tab.“ For one second the faintest curl of a smile graced Kid‘s lips. “Zoro’s included, that goddamn maniac. After everyone had at least their second round of liquor, the mood all around was pretty wild. I don’t remember who started it and why, I think we were talking about late bloomers originally, but all of a sudden, the conversation had shifted to a discussion about which flower everyone would be.”

“And they said you’d be a tulip,” Law concluded. He looked pensively at Kid from across the table. “By all means, I kind of see it. Your hair really does the trick. What is it about this that bothers you?”

Law could see how Kid squirmed in his seat while he furrowed his brows. He almost seemed…insecure? Embarrassed? Whatever it was, Law had rarely seen this reaction on him before. His gaze softened.

“Look, whatever it is, I’m not going to laugh.“

Kid let out an exasperated sigh. „It‘s just…tulips are so goddamn lame. Everyone agreed Hawkins would be a Black Lily, and they look so much more interesting. Zoro, according to them would be a Wisteria. Again, very cool looking. Strawhat got the sunflower, which has tasty seeds, oh and Killer would be a snowdrop.“

Law thoughtfully scratched his goatee. „Seems arbitrary. Besides, a snowdrop isn’t the most exciting flower either.“

“It blooms in early spring and pierces through the last snow of the winter, l think that’s pretty badass,“ Kid grumbled. “Tulips on the other hand are stupid garden flowers, they are overbred and honestly have nothing going for them except looking decently in a bouquet, I guess. What annoys me about this the most is that Strawhat adopted tulip-head as another nickname for me. And you should know Torao once he gives you a nickname you will never get rid of it. So not only was I the most boring flower at the table, but I am also now stuck with a really shitty nickname.”

“Well, every flower has a wild origin, maybe you underestimate tulips.”

Kid scoffed. “Yeah, sure tulips grow in the wild. Probably in the flatlands where it’s warm and cosy and they peace out as soon as the temperature drops like what, five degrees à la ‘ugh, I can’t deal with this anymore’?”

“Now you are being overly dramatic.” Law stood up, picked up his laptop and walked across the room towards their couch. “Come sit with me. We better talk where it’s comfy. Doctor´s orders.” Once he sat down Law started to type again. A few seconds later Kid’s heavy weight pushed the cushions down next to him.

“Are you still working?”, Kid asked, peeking over his shoulder.

Law let out a short incredulous laugh and shook his head. “I have so far managed to avoid a burnout and I very much prefer to keep it that way. No, I am doing something else.”

It did not take him long to find what he was looking for. Information. Information which he hoped would prove to be a good cure for Kid’s sour mood. Once he skimmed the article, he could not suppress a smile. This would work.

“You were absolutely wrong about the flatlands part”, he mused.

Kid´s heavy head came to rest on his shoulder as he took a look at the article himself as Law read triumphantly: “‘While tulips are commonly known as a staple in beautiful spring gardens and pretty bouquets in the wild, they are way tougher than one might expect.’ Hey, they are actually calling you out.”

A slightly sceptical grumble vibrated through his shoulder.

“Wild tulips thrive in harsh landscapes and can often be found high up in the mountains where they cling to barren ledges. They are incredibly resilient and are able to withstand strong winds, cold and drought.”

Kid lifted his head in surprise. Then he hummed in acknowledgment “This is indeed the absolute opposite of what I expected.”

Law watched with relief how the liveliness returned to his boyfriend’s eyes. He was able to achieve a small victory today after all. Fuelled by his success he skimmed the text further until he stumbled upon one juicy titbit that made him giggle. He could not help it, the opportunity to tease Kid was just too tempting. “Look, there is actually a kind of wild tulip that is called ‘Little Princess’. It’s a reddish flower too.”

Kid almost choked on his own spit, his gaze rapidly turning towards the picture Law was pointing at. Law noted with delight that the colour on his boyfriends’ cheeks nearly matched his crimson locks. After Kid had inspected the picture, his gaze slowly turned back towards Law and his eyes narrowed. Law only giggled harder when Kid poked him in the ribs and pointed frantically at his hair. “You ass, you spooked the shit out of me! There is clearly yellow in that flower, do you see any yellow in here?”

Law chuckled and pinched Kids’ cheek. “No. Just beautiful shades of red.”

Kid rolled his eyes, yet a small smile graced his lips. Only a few minutes later he pointed at the screen. “This one is red,” he noted. “The tulipa linifolia. Though…the flower is pretty flat. Not spiky like my hair.”

Law gave an amused snort. “For someone who did not want to be a tulip at all you are now pretty choosy which tulip you want to be.”

“Well, I am curious to see what else we can find.” Kid eyed him challengingly.

“Well…” After a few clicks Law looked at his boyfriend triumphantly. “What about the tulipa praestans? Its flower can be crimson, and its shape matches your hair.”

“Neat!” Kid boomed. “Any more details that would be cool to know?”

“Not on this site. Let me see.”

It didn’t take Law long to find more entries. “Here, there is actually a paragraph on toxicity. ‘The contact with the plant may cause a skin reaction. All parts may cause severe discomfort when ingested…’” he had barely finished his sentence when Kid’s hand had found its way to his sensitive neck and gave it a featherlight stroke. Law gave an irritated hiss as goosebumps ran across his arms and back.

Well, that definitely was a skin reaction,” Kid grinned triumphantly. Law grumbled discontentedly but his protest was cut short when Kid continued: “And concerning the ingestion…”

Any complaints Law still had in mind about his boyfriend tickling him were quickly forgotten when he was pulled close and kissed deeply. A content sigh escaped his lips as he melted in Kid´s arms. This was much better.

Kid released him gently and hummed thoughtfully. “No discomfort. Well, I guess I cannot hit every criterium. That’s fine.”

“You could always eat five cloves of garlic and try again,” Law suggested playfully.

“But then you wouldn’t want to kiss me. And I would rather be an imperfect tulip than unable to kiss you.“

Law nodded in agreement and leaned his head on his boyfriend´s shoulder. He yawned.

Kid took the laptop off his lap. “You know what? After you ordered me as a doctor to have this little couch session, I think I have a little order for you as a mechanic.”

“That so?” Law murmured drowsily.

“Yes. Your battery seems to be low and in need of a recharge. So, my prescription for you is bedtime.”

He didn’t protest when Kid scooped him up and carried him upstairs.

Later, as they laid in each other’s embrace in the soothing darkness of their bedroom Kid gave Law one last kiss to the temple. Law barely registered what Kid whispered to him, but it nevertheless made him smile before he finally drifted into sleep.

“Thank you so much. I am a proud tulip-head now.”

Endnotes:

You just made it through my first attempt at writing :) Thanks for reading!!!

The article that started this whole thing (x).

#opfanfic #one piece fanfiction #modern au #kid x law #kidlaw #one piece law #one piece kid #op law #op kid

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gillianthecat · 2 years

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War of Managers Thoughts: in which I do a deep dive into why it doesn't work

warning: this is 95% criticism of the show

I watched half of episode 7 on Saturday and gave up halfway because I was annoyed and confused. I thought maybe I was just in a bad mood, but I retried tonight and I still felt confused and annoyed by it. Like, I think I could explain the plot, but it all feels incoherent anyway. Something about the way the show jumps from scene to scene felt confusing and arbitrary to me. Like there was no logical progression to the story, just a collection of moments. Which can work as a filmmaking style, but here it just felt like I'm being shown all these random pieces of their lives.

So I decided to take detailed notes on each scene and how it furthered the plot and character development. And the results were… I figured out why I was so confused, and it wasn’t me. The show did not improve upon close examination, but I think I determined precisely what was wrong with it. Basically, the plot arc and the emotional arc are disconnected and are happening to two separate pairs of people. Despite all the actions that drive the plot coming from the managers, the emotional focus is on Gus and Bew. It’s an odd and disconcerting flaw and one I don’t usually see, which is why it was so hard to figure out, and why it was so frustrating to watch the show.

Its unfortunate, because this show could be doing interesting work around the questions of fame, fanservice, shipping culture, and perhaps Thai work culture more generally. But part of me suspects it doesn't actually have much meaningful to say about all that, and it's all just plot point after plot point for the melodrama. The thing is, I don't have enough familiarity with that world to evaluate. I've watched very little in the way of Thai fanservice content, BL actor pairings or otherwise, and not much of that from elsewhere in the world. Perhaps it would all make more sense to me if I had, or if I was Thai (or at least much more familiar with Thai culture). Perhaps I would then be able to fill in what feels like holes in the storytelling with my previous knowledge. @moonchildridden has a fascinating post on shipping culture in War of Managers that was really helpful in understanding that world. But I still felt frustrated with the storytelling, which really dilutes the power of its message, whatever that is supposed to be.

edit: I just found @yeetlegay's amazing sociological examination of fandom culture, celebrities, and parasocial relationships. It was written before War of Y, but adds some really valuable context.

I find Cheewin fascinating and frustrating because he’s all over the place, and he often picks very compelling topics. Some things he does amazingly well, and he has some directorial choices that I hate. Since I’m already complaining about the show, I’m going to vent about some of them here. (I also complained a bit in my reaction to the first War of Managers episode.)

Chegwin has this habit of staging drawn-out scenes and focusing on little interactions which could be very interesting and revealing, but in his hands mostly feel stagy and awkward to me. They don’t feel like they add any meaning to anything. Like this whole big scene of Pla having to pee. I guess its a comedic moment, but to me it just feels random. One aspect of this is that Cheewin spends a lot of screen time on social niceties, like the rituals of introducing people who seem to be unimportant to the story. Would that be more significant to me if I was Thai? From my outsider's viewpoint it feels like filler. And he often sets up his actors to start scenes like they’ve been waiting for the camera to come in, so it doesn’t feel like they exist as real people in their world, continuing to live their lives off camera. I’ve noticed it in Secret Crush on You and War of Y: New Ship as well, but it seems even more obvious here.

The fatal flaw of War of Managers are the basic structural issues I described above, but I’m going to complain about some other flaws that annoyed me:

I have no idea how much time passes between any of these scenes. It just all feels so unmoored from anything.

Half the time I don’t know where they are. Whose office is this? Whose apartment? It also contributes to me feeling lost and adrift.

The music is so overdramatic and also adds to everything feeling fake.

I know Gus is supposed to be suspicious, but it mostly feels hard to connect with him as a character. The most interesting he is is in the scenes with that producer and on the rooftop. Which makes me suspect this is an issue with storytelling or directing not with the actor's acting.

I don't understand why Pla wants Gus to date Bew and pretend to be in love with him. A real relationship is not necessary for them to hint at having one. The reason that makes the most sense is to control Bew and keep him from leaving Gus career wise. But what they're all thinking is left opaque in a way that feels frustrating instead of intriguingly mysterious.

The staging of both of Bew’s accidents feels so fake. Which is fine, whatever, its a low budget series. But combined with everything else it's another thing making it all feel unreal and artificial and ungrounded.

I keep forgetting Bew is in love with Gus because it’s almost never relevant to what’s happening (this is part of the larger structural problem).

Bew keeps “hiding” in plain sight to eavesdrop, but no one ever sees him! Once he was even in head-to-toe bright red!

Cheewin has similar flaws in the other shows of his I've seen, but in those there's a lot of good things to balance them out. Here the fundamental structural issues magnify the rest of the problems. In addition, he often lets couple chemistry carry most of the show and here the structure prevents Gus and Bew from developing much chemistry.

This isn’t a criticism, but a question I’m throwing out into the world: I am very curious about the translation choices, and what the original Thai words were and what they imply. Are they calling their managers the same word they would use for their mothers? Is that a common thing to do? What do Toon and Pla call each other? Is it literally "Sis?"

My feelings about the show overall were kind of encapsulated in my reaction to the Big Reveal at the end, so I’ll share that here:

Toon's teary apology feels fake and I can't tell if that's bad acting or if it's supposed to be fake.

I guess all these dramatics were to create a reason to break up the working partnership.

Uh oh, here comes the big reveal. And like, even in this, Gus' face is hidden most of the time. And maybe it is intentional, but to me it feels like it's not done in a mysterious way, but just in a they didn't bother to include him in the blocking way.

Oh Gus. I guess I have imprinted on him despite the disaster of the storytelling, because he's low key breaking my heart here. I don't even know if I believe him (although based on the precedent of the New Ship section I should), but I still feel his pain.

Maybe I changed my mind on this blocking. Now that we can see that Gus is emotionally engaged in this conversation, having Pla framed as standing in between them is pretty evocative.

Oh my god, this reveal of Toon literally popping up from the backseat in that flashback is hilarious. I don't think it's supposed to be though.

They explain what they did, but they still don't really explain why tricking Bew would help them all. Also this whole flashback is the most soap opera feeling moment yet of any BL I've ever watched.

Yeah, I have no investment in Toon or Pla. I can't tell what's real or fake from them and so their emotions feel meaningless to me, and I can't care about any interaction they're involved in. I'm not even feeling sad for Bew here because my apathy for Toon is overriding it.

I am kind of fascinated by this blocking choice of having Gus literally obstructed by Pla most of the time he's even shown at all. It's an effective literalization of their dynamic. But it also continues the problem of the main characters' emotions being pushed outbid the storytelling for other people's drama.

This seems like it's setting up Pla to be evil and Toon to be... I actually have no idea who she's supposed to be. She doesn't really make sense as a character. Obviously she lies and is fake a lot, but as an audience we need some sort of sense of her core self and motivations under all that in order to connect with her. Maybe she'll become coherent by the end, but I'm not holding my breath.

This accident. I cannot get over how bad the choreography is for both these "stunts."

My prediction for the remaining three episodes: they're going to mainly focus on the managers' machinations for the next two episodes, and then in the last one Gus and Bew will somehow have developed a serious loving relationship without us ever seeing how it happened. I could be wrong. The big reveals of Bew finding out the relationship was fake (gasp!) and then Gus claiming that he fell for Bew anyway (gasp!) are the perfect set up for the two of them to have some lovely conflict and start building an honest relationship. I'm worried Cheewin won't choose that path, but the structure is so incoherent it's impossible to predict where he's going with it.

Anyways. I feel satisfied to have figured out what was bothering me about this show. It’s resulted in a lot of criticism, but it was fun for me to write it. I highly doubt I will examine any of the coming episodes in nearly as much depth now that I’ve solved the puzzle. This is of course a very subjective reaction, and I'm curious to hear if others felt the same, or if War of Managers is working for you.

#war of y: war of managers #war of y episode 7 #war of y critical #war of y #gillianthecat reacts to bl #reaction by gillianthecat #cheewin thanamin

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lancerious · 2 months

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i have no idea what i want to ask you. just infodump to me pls. what have you done today. or yesterday. what media have you been consuming.

Oooh, infodumping :>

Ok so I didn't really do much yesterday due to being in a sour mood, I mostly just lounged around my current residence. I did watch A LOT of YT though lol, vid topics ranging from horrifying parasites to magnetars! I also ate some Valentine's Day-themed candy, I'm a sucker for holiday-themed candy, pun not actually intended :>

However! I did do a lot more today :D. I went to a nearby library in the late morning looking for books to check out for myself & others, as well as generally chilling. Libraries are super peaceful during school days when most people are occupied! Then I got together with some local friends for lunch, we ended up at a place that makes REALLY good sandwiches, I got one with turkey, onions, bacon, & mayo, not sure if that sounds good to anyone else but I like it :>. Then I spent the afternoon at a museum, that was fun! After that I came home, & have been lazing about ever since :P

Haven't been consuming too much media lately, but finally playing Undertale is still on my imaginary to-do list, I keep getting distracted though :(. Same with writing, I wanna write stuff as well, but distractions. I'm thinking of making an ACTUAL to-do list laying out all things of interest, maybe once I do that I'll get some things done xP

I also can't stop thinking about that one Valentine's letter from Ralsei that referenced Ralsei "smoking a fat blunt" or however it goes, every time I think of it I start laughing, mostly because of how goofy it was! And Lancer was also referenced, that added to the goofiness :)

Speaking of the newsletter though, I thought it was pretty nice! In terms of Valentine's letters, the ones from Lancer are some of my faves for obvious reasons, but I adore some of the others too! Examples include that one Ralsei letter I just mentioned, the Halloween-themed one from Sans was fun, & the one from Jevil, or the one from Toriel about cinnamon/butterscotch, & the one from Papyrus complaining about Sans yet again lol. All of the letters were great, though I'm surprised there weren't more Noelle ones, considering how crazy popular she is. Not that it bothers me much, I'm just glad Lancer was included, among other characters I also love!

Also Chapter 3 being close to completion is utter HYPE, I hope I like that chapter (and 4 ofc) when they come out! I was admittedly pretty underwhelmed with Chapter 2 at the start, even if I like it more now. I think a lot of it hinges on the theme & characters, but I'm still excited! I hope Toby keeps appearances from characters in previous chapters consistent, though I'm sure he will :)

What else is there...oh! I'm hoping to get a little side hustle at the nearby library I mentioned earlier, I guess as a librarian-in-training? Idk if that's a thing lol, but that's the basic idea! I'm gonna be working with kids there mostly, and I'm super excited! Idk how long I'll do it for, I'm thinking I'll keep it up until the end of this school year at least. I'll have to see :D!

I think that's all I got, my brain is struggling to think of much else to mention lol. Ty for the anonymous ask, whoever you are <3!

Also Lancer & Spade King still reign supreme, this is your entirely out of left field reminder

#ask game #ask #anon #random nonsense

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cythoughtsnmemories · 10 months

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18.06.23

Going office on a Friday cos meeting friend going chinatown for dinner...and also for a f2f meeting. Somebody 'Eh' me when I walked out the lift...I turned back n saw hubby standing there. Weee~ hubby sending me to work! Get to have breakfast tgt! Hmm...friend texted and said she can't leave home cos MIL is sick, can't take care her baby. Although I don't think is true, cos her hubby was home. 🙃

Went to visit my friend to catch up, but mostly is to let her rant hahaha~ Have not met her since my wedding and she gave birth 2 mths ago. Aww...her baby is so adorable and I'm so glad I made him giggle. Such a happy boy!

Had early father's day lunch w fam at feather blade. Would say once is good enough. Just find it a little overpriced. Hubby is so sweet...cos I tot that's all for going out but we headed home for a rest before heading out again to the gastrobeats and ilight showcase. Knew the food is going to be overpriced but many pple still Q and buy from the stall. $4 korean fishcake, $12 yakisoba and waited for 45mins for a $9 grilled squid. By the time we start to look at the ilight exhibit, hubby was all sweaty already. Poor hubby! Went mbs for toilet break n seat down for awhile to rest. So grateful to have this hubby. Hehehe~

MIL nvr fail to surprise me. Today is chi yi so have to eat vegetarian. She said lunch we will be having durian w rice. What?! I searched it up and looks like it started from Malaysia. Pple even have durian fried rice w sambal chilli. Had been eating heaty food lately, so not interested to try this dish. Heng~ MIL took 2 dumplings from a temple back for us as lunch. Phew~ Yea, it's a day I nap n eat whole day hahaha. I tried! Watch some showing Netflix while hubby took nap.

Meet my parents for dinner. I guess I'm having my PMS. Got another both parents talking to me at the same time and both talking abt different topic. Complaint abt steak was heaty for her but she requested for a beef burger (we were at five guys for milkshake) after the lunch celebration. She said there's no fish option. 🙄 There's food court at the mall.

Guess, no more fam dining for occasion since mum kept highlighting abt her leg n hemorrhoids issue. Fine~ Can't tahan she kept repeating herself and being passive aggressive again. "You dw let me live anymore right" Cont nagging after I came out from the toilet. I had to remind her that she has made her point. Sis really is not in the mood for all d nagging.

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Cull to Adventure, Chapter 14, Draft 1, Part 2

“Sorry, not really in the graffiti scene,” she admitted. “Didn’t know that was a hot button topic.”

“It’s all right, j-just…”

Cull sighed.

“I d-dunno, a lot of artists do it, but it doesn’t seem right to me, y’know?”

“I mean, I guess that makes sense…”

Cull shook his head.

“Ugh, sorry, I should be going to get more Zapfish. Sorry b-bout the door…”

“No, it’s fine,” Marie said, but Agent 4 was already off to Beaker’s Depot once more. “We can talk later, if you want.”

For now, though, she had to get ready to be his eye in the artificial sky. It was going to be a bit later, too; she’d have to do quite a bit of smooth talking with Sheldon if Agent 4 was going to get any other weapons for testing.

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At the very least, Sheldon let him have the Splattershot for this one. Cull was worried he wouldn’t be getting anything for this, and his Agent career was over without him knowing. He just hoped if that happened, they would tell him at least.

No time to dwell on that, though. He had to get to the Zapfish through a no-doubt grueling gauntlet. Giving himself a moment to survey his surroundings, the Octarians replicated a nice, clean island resort. The fake sun was beating down, sparkling over the clear blue water and even bleaching the colors off the stickers applied around the docks.

More powerful than the “sunlight”, though, was the music pumping everywhere. With the calm before the mission, he allowed himself to hear just how upbeat this song was. It almost made him want to jump around like no one was watching, especially as those strange, clearly not Octo vocals came on.

As he rode a rail forward, trying to contain the energy bubbling beneath, he saw that much of the floor was being replaced with inflatable rafts. Mounting panic welled within as his newfound energy was mixed with worry if they would even hold his weight. It was too late, though; he was propelling towards a drop straight onto some. He screamed as the Ride Rail ran out, and he could only hope there was solid ground under those things…

It didn’t matter. The rubber flung Cull back into the air. All inhibitions were lost, and he found himself laughing. Laughing loudly. He felt like a little squidlet again as he flipped and spun, still moving forward, but having few cares outside of getting some air and listening to that singing and those beats…

“Hey, Agent 4?” Marie came on, after the tell-tale shuffling of hastily-donned headphones. “That looks… fun and all, but don’t forget, this is Octoslob territory! Don’t let yourself get distracted!”

“Heh, uh, r-right…”

“And careful with that Splattershot!” Sheldon chimed in. “You don’t wanna lose that in enemy territory, I can tell you that!”

“Y-yeah…”

As strong as his grip was, Cull couldn’t help but think of that time his weapon was shot out of his hand. His mood was dampened a little, though something about this place was just keeping his spirit from being crushed.

“Surprised a pretty barren place like this got you so hyped,” Marie remarked. “You really like trampolines, huh?”

#cull goes to octo canyon #cull to adventure #draft 1 #splatoon 2 fic #splatoon 2 #splatoon #splatoon fic #chapter 14

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sunarintoes · 3 years

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Pretty Setter Squad Boyfriend Headcanons

part one can be found here II wc: 2.4k II includes: kageyama, suga, kenma, akaashi, semi and oikawa II atsumu and shirabu

rewriting because i cringe at the old hcs 😭

✗ Kagggggsss

✗ The emotionally constipated blueberry <3 oh yeahh 😎

✗ Okay well first off he can barely process his emotions (*cough* evidently *cough*)

✗ When you two first started going out he was quite shy and unsure of what to do so you may have had to guide him a bit, but if youre equally shy then it just would have taken longer to get to where you are now; oh and if that was the case it probably took some random burst of energy/confidence from either one of you to make the first move.

✗ He will buy you milk but uf you hate it (like me 🤢) he will buy you another drink - like juice :D

✗ I dont think he will be the most affectionate, it’s not his love language - and neither are words haHAH. His love language is most likely quality time and gift giving.

✗ He does like to cuddle though 😳

✗ In fact he really likes to :D his favourite is when youre sitting in his lap while he watches a volleyball game (at home - he hates pda).

✗ This brings us to our next, short point. Kageyama absolutely despises pda, he just thinks its something meant for closed doors and he does not believe that he has to display his relationship for the whole world to ogle at. The most he will do is light hand holding - mostly just linking your pinkies though.

✗ When it comes to height he does not care if you're smaller or taller than him ← but bb, please don't tease him about his height if he’s shorter because he will blow a fuse.

✗ He alternates between small spoon and big spoon, kinda depending on his mood.

✗ BOY O BOY does he get jealous. Uh please reign in your setter >:(

✗ Its mostly due to the fact that he’s insecure about himself - he thinks you will leave him like everyone else (in middle school - yes, he is still traumatised from it.)

✗ When he does get jealous he might be snappy to the other person and glare at them or be snappy at you and glare at you. When this happens please give him space because he needs it to clear his head. When he feels better he will come up to you and hug you into his chest so that he can’t see your face and you cant see his, then he will mumble an apology.

✗ Ever since you two began to date he has practiced apologising and getting better at apologising, this is because his inability to admit to his own mistakes was a sour patch in your relationship that almost ended it but he really did not want to lose you so he sucked up his pride and worked on what he had to; of course you also worked in what you had to. God I love character development 😩

✗ Dates are mostly at home dates or dates revolving around volleyball. If you're not into volleyball, Kageyama would not date you, it's something he is so passionate about and loves with every breath he takes (like you) and he refuses to compromise one love for the other.

✗ ooooh he likes arcade dates a well! He thrives in a competitive environment. If you're not competitive and don't want to compete against him then he’ll compete for you - against the machines lol. Of course you play as well! But i doubt youre as competitive as this blueberry, and if you are - well i guess at the end of the day youll both be stacked in tokens 🤠

✗ Sugawara my beloved <33

✗ He. Is. So. Affectionate!

✗ Mans loves skin on skin contact ykwim?

✗ He is down for pda and does not care what others think - only what you think <3.

✗ I mean he might make out with you in public if you ask nicely

✗ Dates are very fun with him, he’ll take you to cafes, to amusement parks, to carnivals, to movies and all the like. He’s a cliche lover and he’s proud of it.

✗ Your first kiss happened on New Years Eve/Day. The two of you sat on the roof of his house and watched as the fireworks lit up the starry sky of Miyagi and chanted the count down together. The second ‘one’ left your lips he grabbed your face (softly!!) and pulled you in to crash his lips against yours.

✗ Suga loves to cuddle, preferably face to face because he just thinks you're the most beautiful person in the world.

✗ He is not the most jealous person, he definitely does get jealous but never of strangers. It's more when his close friends or your close friends get a bit too comfortable if that makes sense? He normally plays it off with humour and messes around because he acknowledges that he is insecure and that it is most likely him thinking of the worst case scenario; however if he really does start to worry and get jealous then he will sit you down and talk about it with you. To him, communication is key.

✗ Ngl Kenma is definitely in my top 3 favourites.

✗ I may or may not be a Kenma kinnie 😳🙈

✗ i love my non-toxic gamer boy <33 anywho: no matter what ANYONE says, kenma is definitely affectionate. In fact I'd say he’s one of the most affectionate boyfriends. As we all know, he is shy and introverted but he likes to hang around and spend time with people he likes. He also talks a lot to them. So I hc that he’s a bit of a chatterbox with you and it makes him really happy when you let him talk about a game or a theory he has. He’s a great listener so you can count on him to pay attention to what you say.

✗ if you didn't already have one, he bought you a switch. He loves video game dates especially when he can't see you in person (*cough* lockdown *cough*)

✗ he loves when you sit on his lap when he plays video games. I know everyone talks about sitting on their partner’s lap as some sexual thing and yeah that can happen but most of the time he’s really soft with you and just enjoys being close to you. Loves when you cuddle into him while he plays so that he can place his head on yours or your shoulder.

✗ i think he is a bit shy when it comes to kisses but definitely warms up after a while. He absolutely refuses to sleep if he doesnt get your goodnight kisses. He loves to kiss you on your nose and your cheeks the most. He loves when you kiss him on the forehead and the nose <3

✗ kenma is not one for pda, it's just not his vibe. He prefers intimacy and privacy; his relationship is not a movie for the world to watch and gawk at. Especially timeskip!kenma. Though that does not mean he wont ever show you skinship in public, occasionally he will softly hold your hand and maybe press a light kiss to your cheek.

✗ in terms of jealousy, he is moderate. Kenma, as we all know, has incredible people reading skills, so he understands the situation pretty clearly and knows when you’re uncomfortable/what you think of the situation. Most of the time you can deal with the unwanted attention and he doesnt get jealous, but he does get insecure. He shows this by going quiet and looking away when you look at him, you can cure this by giving him hugs when you get home.

✗ Akaashi my beloved <3 he’s so pretty i can't even-

✗ ugh! Just imagine him in a dark/light academia aesthetic.

✗ perfection.

✗ akaashi is the sweetest most attentive boyfriend, he loves you to pieces and never fails to let you know. He tells you he loves you every morning and every night. He probably makes meals for you and leaves notes in that have a sweet comment like “i love you, you're the best <3”

✗ he love back hugging you BUT also receiving back hugs 🥺✨

✗ akaashi is a booknerd and an introvert. Please cuddle up to him and let him read his book to you.

✗ there are only 2 things that can restore his social battery: sleeping and you.

✗ which means he wants cuddles when he’s tired 😊

✗ he is not jealous. He just doesn't get jealous, maybe annoyed if the third party is being a bit too pushy and you're clearly uncomfortable, but he just never feels jealous. No matter how hard you may try to make him jealous (plz dont cause that's kinda toxic imo) he just won't feel that way.

✗ definitely the ‘mom/dad’ as he carries sinister, pads, bandaids → a whole first aid kit basically, everywhere. Bb must be prepared.

✗ dates are so sweet with him, cute niche cafes and dimly lit libraries. Maybe the occasional abandoned building. He loves spending time with you, so really he's happiest whenever he’s with you; having coffee at McDonalds or a niche cafe won't change anything.

✗ he’s hard to pinpoint for pda. I feel like he’s indifferent about it. He probably prefers to keep it indoors or to just small and sweet gestures (no making out in public sorry-). It definitely comes down to your preferences, if you don't like it then he won't and vice versa.

✗ semi semi semi semi semi semi

✗ omg mr musician

✗ he definitely plays guitar - lead guitar and bass guitar.

✗ skilled fingies for sure 😗

✗ boy why are musicians so hot???? 😫😫😫💦💦

✗ he writes songs about you. Semsem has a bit of trouble saying exactly how he feels, so he writes it and sings it to you with a small little smile and eyes full of love.

✗ off topic but Semu has the best music taste in haikyuu

✗ he loves hugs so much <33 please hug and cuddle with him 24/7

✗ very affectionate, he’s always touching you someway. Loves kissing your forehead.

✗ he is jealous. Yeah definitely. He writes songs about being jealous 🗿 not that you mind of course ‘cause they're bangers. I think he might get snappy when he’s jealous, not directly at you but at the other person. He definitely gets a bit bitchy. Sometimes he acts that way to you so you've just gotta slap some sense into him. Say something like “what's your problem?” or “tell me what your problem is so i can help fix it.” ← that's probably the best thing to say.

✗ afterwards he’ll just snuggle with you until he feels better.

✗ he asks for your opinion about his songs all the time, please be honest (but also praise them if you like them lol)

✗ he takes you to niche spots he finds, like hidden concerts and stuff. Loves when you come to his gigs <3 oh and when you scream for him (in more ways than one).

✗ dates are cute and fun. Mostly walking around together → carnivals, main street, farmers market. Those kind of things.

✗ when it comes to pda he loves it. Loves being able to show the world who his s/o is. If you don't like it then he will tone it down and only do what you’re comfortable with. If you're also into pda then he will happily make out with you anywhere (you're one of THOSE couples 🤢 /j)

✗ all round best boyfie <3

✗ oikawa 😳 have i told y'all how much i love him? Oikawa is the best written character, no cap, he is so complex and real it's crazy. It's so fun to write about him because you can pick him apart, you know his flaws, his weaknesses, his nightmares but also his strengths and dreams. Anywho i'll stop ranting now but i just love writing for such a perfectly imperfect character-

✗ he puts up a cocky exterior but thats all false. He's as scared as you are, he's scared that you'll leave him like his exes because of how obsessed and focused he is on volleyball. However he is a changed man, he's learned to balance his priorities. If you ever feel like you're being sidelined please communicate with him.

✗ he values communication above all else and wants nothing more in a partner than for them to also value communication.

✗ back to the point → if you feel insecure of your relationship and that volleyball is taking too much of his attention let him know. He will change that. To an extent → he may have an important game coming up which is why he is focusing more, but he will always find time for you.

✗ he never forgets to text you good morning and good night. He also sends you wholesome memes and makes sure you're taking care of yourself - they're like reminders for him to also take care of himself.

✗ he is both jealous and insecure. Everyone who gets too close to you or spends a lot of time with you, he is jealous of. Jealous because he wishes he could spend more time with you but he knows he can't - not without jeopardising his volleyball career. He's also insecure, because he knows you could just leave him for a more fulfilling, more attentive, more balanced relationship. You know that too, I mean, of course you could leave him but no one would be as good as him. No one could match up to your beautifully flawed boyfriend.

✗ he is affectionate, very, very affectionate. He loves you so much. And because he spends so much time on volleyball, anytime with you he's touching you - memorizing every dint, every curve, everything about you so that he won't ever forget.

✗ Oikawa has trouble sleeping unless he's with you, he wants to sling to you in his sleep and be grounded and remember that he is loved and cherished and appreciated y'know?

✗ pda is not an issue for him. He doesn't care what anyone else says or thinks :P in this relationship the only opinions that matter are his and your’s. Tell him you're uncomfortable with something and he won't do it, and vice versa. But otherwise, like Semi, he won't mind having a good makeout session with you in the middle of the street ;)

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burntmcnuggies · 4 years

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Jealous Bird (Smut)

Jealous! Hawks x Reader

Warnings: sexual themes, strong language, feral Hawks, rut, unprotected sex, and a jealous birb, 18+ only please! :D

If you’d like the fluff version and not the smut, you can go here! ➪ Fluff <3

“Mornin’ chicken wing. What’re we doin’ for breakfast? I paid last time so this is allll on you.” Hawks sent a playful wink towards you as he landed beside you from his previous place in the air, holding his hand up and rubbing his index and thumb together as a sign he wanted you to pay. You rolled your eyes and rose your hand, mocking him. “Don’t forget who spent hours doing YOUR paperwork because a certain birdbrain was too lazy to do it.” Hawks held up his hands in defeat and slumped over, sticking out his bottom lip, over exaggerating his facial expressions. He whined and let his wings droop. “C’mon just one more time? Pretty please with your favorite pretty bird on top?”

“Stop dragging your wings, you’re gonna get them dirty.” You scolded and pat his back, slightly feeling how tense his shoulder were. You were about to offer to give him a massage later, not wanting your friend to have to sleep tonight with stiff muscles until you noticed something. His wings were almost glowing a whole new shade now. Such a vibrant and beautiful color. It was then realizing how close you were that you could hear a faint cooing bubbling from his throat. “...? The fuck are you doing Hawks?” He looked over confused and tilted his head. You grumbled at his lack of knowing exactly what he was doing. “Do you even have complete control over your body? You don’t even realize you’re whistling and cooing like some pigeon.”

You completely missed the pissed off look that crossed his face at your comment. He plastered on a cheeky smile and put his hands behind his back, picking his wings off the ground and tucking them firmly behind his back. “Nah, sometimes my bird-side comes out, especially during spring. God I go fuckin’ crazy. Sometimes it’s early and I have to take a whole week off a work!” You looked up to a couple trees you both passed while you were walking to your usual breakfast place, KFC —Although you always debate you want to go somewhere else. It was late winter, very close to spring, about March. You never kept up with the date. “Why do you take a whole week off?”

“People with animal quirks like me would understand. Just like Mirko! Haha, I’m sure she’s the worst right now bein’ it’s early March!” He laughed and put his hands out, his hands snaking into his pockets to firmly stick there. You pouted, wanting to know exactly what Hawks was talking about. You told Hawks everything, but he didn’t give you the same treatment. “I’ll just ask Mirko later then if you refuse to tell me.” Hawks quickly wagged his finger side to side in front of your face, his other hand being placed on his hip now. You were familiar with his body language and how much he loved using his hands. “Nah ah, chicken wing. You do that and she’s gonna pounce on you. You won’t see light for days!”

“Mirko has accidentally jumped on me before, it’s not like we haven’t sparred before! I can withstand some punches and kicks!” Hawks sulked again, his hands digging back into his pockets, displaying his annoyance that you weren’t listening to him. He just looked away and shrugged his shoulders back. “Just trust me, kiddo. It’d be for the best you didn’ see Mirko, especially at a time like this. I know how she feels.” You were starting to get irritated at his lack of response to your question, only dodging it and making you sit in suspense. Finally you gave up and decided to bring it back up later. “I’m just gonna stop asking, you’re obviously not gonna answer me are you?”

“Haha! Nope! You know me too well, (Y/N).” You both arrived at KFC, immediately greeted by the manager and many of Hawks’ fans who knew he came there a lot. Many asked for his autograph or a selfie, but he refused politely. “I’ll do some after I get some chicken! I’m starved!” Super fans offered to even pay for his food, to which he declined, saying that you were kind enough to have already offered to pay for his food. A total fat lie! He begged you to pay! You sent him a glare and proceeded just to order both your meals while Hawks spoke with his fans. “Well, guess I can start now! Who’s first?” After he saw you were paying and ordering, he began to sign autographs and take selfies that would no doubt be on social media in minutes.

“Man! I sure do have a lot of supportive and loyal fans! Must suck never bein’ noticed.” Hawks passively insulted your rank as a pro hero by taking a jab at your ranking. You were somewhere in the mid thirties. Not popular at all, especially in this part of Japan where Hawks was born. “At least I have fans who aren’t thirsty for me! Getting all wet and horny at night thinking of their hero Hawks taking them from behind~” You smirked and rose your hands shrugging your shoulders, before hugging yourself. You bit your lip, closing your eyes and squirming with a dreamy smile, mocking his thirsty fan girls. “Oh Hawks! Please I’ll do anything for you! Take me! Oh please fuck my sopping pussy with your big fat cock til I can’t move anymore! Mm! Cum inside me! Let me bare your kids!

You didn’t notice the way his wings trembled and his face reddened, his avian eyes widening as he watched you speak so lewdly. He shook it off quickly before he got out of control and leaned forward towards you smirking. “At least I have fans thirstin’ for my cock~ haven’t heard of anyone wantin’ your boring ass!” He gave a closed eye smile and brought his hands up to give you a big fat thumbs down. Your eye twitched and you remained silent, not having a comment. That was until you remembered a villain hitting on you not too long ago. “Well at least I’ve had a villain fawn over me! I can still remember it clearly! ‘Oh fuck, I would turn good to get a piece of that ass!’”

This time you noticed how his brows furrowed, and his wings fluffed up, almost as if he just had a whole shiver rake through his body. “When was this?” He asked, his head now resting in his right hand, staring intently. You thought about it for a minute, before taking a wild guess. “Ehh, about like a couple months ago.” This only put him in a more sour mood. You didn’t understand why he was acting so strange. Maybe it was what you talked about? Obviously you’d never talked about anything sexual with Hawks, but on the topic of thirty fans aching for him, you wanted to make jokes since he was always mocking you and making sly insults. “Sorry... I didn’t mean to make things awkward.”

“Nah, it’s fine. It’s not your fault. Well... it kinda is.” He admitted afterwards and smirked at you teasingly as if you would already know it was your fault. You frowned, about to open your mouth again before they called your number to get your food. You sighed and stood from your seat, walking over to the counter and retrieving the food, however, you were stopped by a man. He was young, about nineteen or twenty, quite handsome. “Excuse me miss, this may sound really straightforward and all but, you’re really pretty, and I was wondering if I could get your number?” You blushed a bit and looked away. You were a bit weary, but decided anyways. “I-I don’t know... I guess so. You seem nice. It’s-“

“Hey there, you gotta hobby of stealin’ other people’s things?” A gloved band came in contact with your shoulder, and a large shadow cast over you and the man in front of you. The man gasped in amazement at seeing the number two pro hero standing before him, it would’ve been a better experience if Hawks wasn’t threatening him with his looks and smart-ass remarks. “Huh? Oh! S-Sorry I didn’t-“ Hawks rudely interrupted the man, his gloved hand squeezing harder. His smile was obviously forced, and his feathers were starting to fluff up every second that past he stood in front of this guy. “Eh don’t worry about, you didn’ know. Now that ya do, don’t come near her again, Kay?”

And in the blink of an eye, Hawks pulled you away and out of the fast food restaurant. He aggressively pulled out the food and shoved yours against your chest, unwrapping his quickly and munching on it. “What the hell Hawks?! That was a bit much! He was being nice! It’s not like we’re dating or anything...” You trailed off, watching his wings twitch and fluff. You had noticed his strange behavior for a couple days now. His feathers would fluff up every now and again —you had no idea why— especially near men. “You should be thankin’ me chicken wing. I just saved you from a world of heartbreak.”

“That’s not your place to decide, Hawks. I don’t intervene when women ask for your phone number.” You crossed yours arms and turned your nose up at his childish behavior. He didn’t respond, finishing his breakfast and throwing away his trash in a nearby can. His hands slipping back into his pockets, displaying that he was closing himself off from you now. Of course, you began to become irritated at his lack of voice, but you decided to let it go and not pressure him further. “You’ve been acting weird lately ya know? I’m getting worried...”

“Don’t worry about it, I’m fine.” Oh how you hated his emotionless voice, so bland and robotic, it honestly pained you. His eyes were sharp, quick to notice your saddened expression. Hawks sighed heavily and stuck his bottom lip out, wrapping his arm around your arms and pulling you close to him. “I’m one of the top five pros, you don’ gotta worry about me, chicken wing. Cheer up.” You smiled and shoved him off, only a bit happy his cocky and arrogant behavior had returned. The Hawks you knew and cherished. “You know, I hate you sometimes, but I can’t help but love you at the same time.”

“Who doesn’t love me? The sexiest bird-man around.” He smirked and gave you a flirtatious look, a small sound bubbling from his throat similar to a whistle. You returned his smirk with a teasing smile. You were almost immune to his flirty charm, key-word; almost. Hawks was definitely an attractive man. Those piercing eyes with dark markings around them, only making the color pop and glow. His messy hair swept back and disheveled. Let’s not forget about those bushy eyebrows of his, they almost look like feathers from his wings, only a beautiful ashy blonde color just like his hair. You could probably do without his egotistical attitude and vulgar tongue, but that was still all part of his charm. “Move!”

You were surprised by Hawks suddenly grabbing you and jerking you out of the way of an attack from a villain. You were right there in his chest, feeling his warmth, hearing the harsh thumping of his heart at the thought of almost losing you. Before he had a chance to say what he wanted. “Well there goes our leisurely patrol. And more paper work on our desks.” Hawks grunted in annoyance and took to the air. You finally regained your composure and got into your fighting stance. “Ready to kick some ass Hawks?! Whoever lands the final blow is treated to lunch!”

“Heh, you don’t stand a chance! Show me whatcha got!”

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“Thanks Edgeshot... I totally owe you one.” You scratched their back of your neck with an awkward smile as you stood in front of the current number four hero. While Hawks was on the assault, eager to show off and boost his already high ego, you tried to get a sneak attack in, but the villain noticed you. They were about to attack you, before Edgeshot came and got you out of the way. Hawks didn’t take this too well. He became angry immediately and finished off the villain in a matter of seconds. “No thanks necessary, (H/N). I was just doing my job.” You hated being in debt to someone more than anything, so you quickly threw out an offer.

“Please! Let me take you out for drinks! Honestly! I’ve gotta do something! I-“ Suddenly a large shadow cast over you for the second time that day. You turned around and shrunk down noticing Hawks’ wings spread wide, fluffed to the brim and shaking in anger. His face was red and his eyes were narrowed at Edgeshot. He was angry at himself for not being able to protect you himself, and at Edgeshot for rescuing you and holding you close. That was supposed to be him. “H-Hawks? What’s wron-“ Edgeshot was the one who answered your main question earlier before Hawks could even get another word out. The answer shocked you to your core, finally understand why he was acting so weird.

“He’s showing his dominance, and in a public place no less, how careless.” You looked at the ninja hero confused before you turned your attention back to Hawks. Dominance? His wings were such a beautiful vibrant color now. A shade of red you’d never seen them before on him. A sudden flash captured your eyes, taking your attention away from his beautiful wings. The media was eating this up. Soon it would reach the Hero Public Safety Commission and the president would not like this one bit. “I’m sorry, (Y/N). But I’m impatient, I can’t wait any longer.” Your eyes widened as your attention was fully back on Hawks now. You opened your mouth about to ask what he meant, but something was preventing you from doing so.

Hawks’ lips were firmly placed upon your own, his bright red rings wrapping around the both of you to shield you from any watchful eyes wanting to take a peek at you. His lips were soft, his hands finding themselves on your waist, pulling you flush against his body. You were shocked, your eyes wide, heart hammering wildly out of your chest at the sudden action. Slowly, you began to kiss him back, falling victim to his charm and passionate ways. He was quickly heating up the kiss, but you placed your hands on his chest firmly, pushing him away just enough to separate your lips. He was chasing your lips, desperate to get another kiss. “Hawks what-“

“I’m tired of waiting. I can’t fucking hold it in any longer. I know I’m impatient, but you make it so fucking hard to hold back sometimes.” You opened your mouth about to question, but the only thing that came from your mouth was a terrified scream having Hawks launch you both into the air and fly quickly through the skies. You held onto him for dear life, screaming at him to put you down. You nearly hugged the ground when Hawks reached a luxury penthouse apartment. “What the hells the matter with y- mmm!” He forced his lips onto you quickly, roughly grabbing your body and pulling you against him. His wings still outstretched and flapping slightly.

His feathers went to open the sliding glass door, pushing you inside while still having your lips firmly connected. He was hungry, eating your mouth like it was the only thing he’d had in years. His tongue forced its way passed your lips, dominating the inside of your mouth with his fiery passion. Your hands clawed at his fluffy tan jacket, pulling him closer, your body now aching to be touched more by him. He was just so intoxicating. It was starting to get hard to breath after a while, and you tried to pull yourself away, but he moved with you, keeping your lips firmly together. He only parted away to growl out an order to you. “Breath through your nose.”

His hands were on you again, thick gloved hands trailing down your waist to grab a handful of your tasty ass. A squeak flew out of your lips, allowing him deeper access to your mouth than he already had. You couldn’t deny the dampness beginning to build down there. Your panties were now wet with your slick, making you slightly uncomfortable with the way the damp fabric rubbing against your folds. “God.” He breathed against your lips, not even giving you a second to catch your breath before he was on you again. His hands quickly got towork on getting your shirt off. “I can smell your fuckin’ arousal. Fuck it’s intoxicating. You drive me fucking crazy!”

“H-Hawks! W-Wait!” You voiced your want to stop and talk whatever he was feeling out, but just seeing that lustful passionate look in his eyes, it was a lost cause. His pupils were blown with lust, his breathing heavy and ragged, desperate to start touching you again. “It’s your fault... all your fuckin’ fault it came early. Now be a good baby bird and take responsibility.” You didn’t have time to refuse before he was on you again, his lips finding their way harshly to your neck, his teeth lightly biting. You jerked your head to the side, moaning softly at the feeling of his canines digging into your skin. Your heart was hammering harshly against your chest feeling his thick glove drift up your shirt, roughly grabbing your boobs, groaning at the squishy feeling in his hands. “I didn’ want you to see me like this... but after all the shit that’s happened today... I can’t hold back. Not anymore. That was out the door whenever you started mocking my thirty fans.”

He pulled your shirt over your head quickly, pushing you back into his couch while his hands grabbed your waist, his tongue sliding across the top of your breasts. A shiver raked through your body, low pants leaving your mouth as you watched his mouth move lower. In a flash of red, a feather came up and sliced your bra open, being the impatient man he is, he didn’t want to struggle with getting it off you just to see those perky nips of yours. You were quick to cover yourself, too embarrassed showing your best friend your body like that. It’s not like you would ever look at each other the same after this. A strong grip enclosed around your wrists, Hawks grabbing your wrists and pinning them by your sides.

“H-Hawks...” Your breathy whisper of his name drove him almost mad. He breathed onto one of your nipples, hot breath fanning over the entirety of your perky buds. You squirmed in discomfort and whimpered, your body betraying your mind, desperately wanting his mouth on you. “Hah... I knew you wanted me just as much as I fucking wanted you. How long, how long have you wanted me? Tell me. Tell me how much you crave me right now, ‘cause I can’t get enough!” He drew out the flat of his tongue, running it over your nipple, all while his golden eyes stared right at you expressions. Your legs clinched together tightly feeling a tingling sensation spread from his lick. “Hawks no, mmm~ you cant...”

“I can, and I will, you’re mine, and I’m not lettin’ you out of my apartment until I’ve marked you as mine, and you’ve got so much fucking cum inside you that you’ll already look pregnant.” Your eyes widened and you jerked away from him. Pregnant?! Was he out of his mind?! You weren’t even dating yet! Sure you’ve had feelings for him for a long time now but this was all moving too fast! “What did you expect? I’m gonna breed you so fuckin’ good. So fucking good. You won’t be able to think about anyone else but me.” Now it all clicked. What he said earlier, how he was acting now. Why hadn’t you noticed it sooner? He practically told you everything this morning, you were just too stupid to consider it.

Mating season.

That’s why his feathers had been brighter, the cooing and whistling coming from his throat. The displays of dominance to other men who you conversed with. Courting traits for a male trying to attract a female. You weren’t dumb, animals mated to do one thing, and one thing only. Reproduce. Their instinct immediately is to find a female and mate with them, reproduce and leave. However, this wasn’t always the case in some. “Fuck, you smell so damn good down here. Your pussy’s so wet for me already. And I haven’t even done anything, yet. Looks like you’ve become a thirsty fan, huh? Wanting my cum deep inside you and gettin’ wet while I manhandle you? Fuck, you’re so damn sexy.”

“Hawks m-more~” You were hesitant to ask him for more, worrying for your poor body and your sensitive heart. Only sensitive for him. You accepted your feelings for him, struggling to voice your new found notion to him. He growled lowly in response to your request, hands hastily pulling your pants off in one fell swoop. He was absolutely feral. “I wanna eat you out so fuckin’ bad. Your sweet pussy, sopping snd beggin’ to be stuffed, fuck.” He has a particularly vulgar tongue most of the time, but never like this. He always expressed how hard it was for him to hold back, but this was a completely different side of him you’d never seen. It was like he was feral. A complete animal. “Oh, I’m gonna tongue fuck the shit out of you. You’ll cum all over my tongue, just like how you’re gonna squirt all over my cock.”

He stood up quickly, his feathers dispersing to shrug his jacket off before he pulled his tight shirt over his head. Just like that his wings came back to life, flapping slightly as a readjustment. His gloves were removed as well, now you could feel his bare hands roaming over your exposed body. He dropped to his knees, spreading your legs and putting your inner thighs around his head, but not too tight. He approached your entrance, a damp spot clearly evident on your fabric panties. His fingertips dug into your thighs, pushing his face flush against your panties. He let out a breathy moan against your wet folds protected by your panties, subconsciously humping the couch for even the slightly bit of pressure against his hard cock.

“Hah, fuuuuck. I’m so horny, everything’s so hot. Let’s get these cute little panties off. Don’t wanna rip ‘em now. Need something to hold my cum inside your pretty pussy so you bare my kids.” Hawks grabbed your panties and pulled them down your legs and onto the floor. He kneeled on his knees in front of the couch, his head between your legs, your feet propped against the coffee table, and your hands gripping the couch anywhere you could, desperately wanting to grab his messy hair. “Oh god...” He moaned at the sight of your sopping pussy, your slick slowly dripping onto the couch much to your embarrassment.

“D-Don’t stare dumba- H-Hawks!” You cried out his name in surprise once he drove his face deep into your crotch. His nose firmly pressed against your sensitive clit, his tongue diving deep into your cunt without warning. Your hands dove straight to his hair, pulling at his blonde locks trying to keep yourself composed from his pleasure. “Oh fuck! Oh Hawks! Sh-Shit! Mmm baby yes~” Your head was spinning, his teeth lightly pressing against yours folds. It didn’t help anything with all of the lewd smacking and slurping of his tongue eating you out so damn good. “Ahh! N-No Wait! Your tongue! It’s so... Ngh! Deep!”

“Keep moaning for me, just like that. Moan for me and don’t you dare fuckin’ stop.” The vibrations of his lips against your sensitive pussy cause you to flinch and squirm against his sinful touch, fingers pulling at his hair harder. An unexpected groan escaped his lips as he went back to work, tongue swirling and digging around, searching for that one spot that would make your world come undone. You continued to moan and call out his name, instinctively pushing his head deeper. His movements were quick and sloppy, savoring every lick of your delicious fluids, groaning lewdly against your pussy’s lips once he found that spot. “Oh fuck! Right there! Mm~! More! Please a-again!”

He ruthlessly began to abuse that spot, pushing his tongue harshly against it and attempting to massage it. His fingers poked and prodded at your insides, pushing his fingers past and replacing his tongue with those long slim fingers of his. Your head was now thrown back against the couch, releasing his hair and clawing at the couch for dear life, desperately clinging to anything you could grab. You moaned at the foreign feeling, forgetting what if even felt like to have sex. You had a fleeting experience in your last year of high school, but that was it. One time thing. Now here you are doing it again, with your best friend no less, or were you even friends anymore? His fingers worked on making sure you were prepared for him. You were enjoying yourself, being pleasured by the man you’ve hidden your feelings from for years. Him however...

His cheeks were dusted pink, sweat trickling down his forehead with some of his curly blonde locks sticking to his face. His breathing was ragged, heavy and stuttered with a thick sense of desire behind it. His wings were quivering, the color so vibrant it could rival a neon sign. Now you didn’t know much about their nature, but you could tell just by looking at his wings that he was very excited and desperate. “Gotta get you nice and prepared for me right, chicken wing? Gotta get you ready to take my fat cock.” His lewd words made your world just so much hotter. You could feel your arousal leaking down your pussy to your puckered hole and down onto Hawks’ expensive couch. “Ahh! St-Stop! I’m-Im gonna cum! Oh god I’m gonna cum!”

He jerked his fingers out quickly, grunting in the process as he lustfully stared at his fingers coated in your juices. He breathed out a moan while he kicked away all your juices, growling lowly in possessiveness. “Sorry chicken wing but... I want you to cum on my cock. I want to feel you clampin’ down on me, cumming so hard you faint. Screaming my name at the top of your lungs so that everyone knows that you’re mine! All fuckin’ mine.” Your eyes widened seeing him sit up more, pushing his pants down the rest of the way before kicking them off, leaving him in only his red boxers. His arousal was definitively clear, noticing how the head of his cock peeked out from the waistband, leaking pre-cum, tip red and aching. The sight was undeniable steamy, your legs clenching together with your thighs slowly rubbing together. “That’s right baby. Already thirstin’ for my cock, aren’t you? Fuckin’ slut. My slut. Hah... fuck I gotta be inside you.”

He pushed his boxers down, revealing his aching hard-on. Balls lulling down, full of cum, ready to be emptied out inside of your tight pussy. Without thinking, you sat up slowly coming close to his erection. You could smell his heavily masculine and musky scent from where you were, but you needed more of him. You sadly didn’t get far before he grabbed your head and pushed you back. “Nah ah, baby. Not today. I’m too fuckin’ horny and desperate to let you suck my cock today. Next time.” Next time? There was going to be a next time? Your heart hammered harshly knowing your long time friend and crush planned on doing all of this again with you. “Hang on tight, dove. It’s gonna be a long bumpy ride.”

“W-Wait!” You watched in worry as Hawks pinned you down, spreading your legs and positioning himself. You hadn’t taken him seriously, but now you regret it. “P-Protecti- Ahn~!” You couldn’t even protest once he pushed himself inside, moaning loudly at the sinful heat that engulfed his cock, heating up his entire body more than it already was. His wings flapped slowly, occasionally twitching as he impatiently waited for you to get used to his size. The cool breeze sorta calmed you down, taking your attention away from the pain nestled in your lower regions. “Fuck, can I move? Please, please let me move.”

Good god did he sound fucking hot begging.

“Yeah, y-you can- MMM! Fuck!” You threw your head back, pleasure spreading through your body. As soon as he heard the word “yeah” he immediately got to work on fucking your cunt until you were overflowing with his cum. You harshly bit your lip, holding in your embarrassing noises from his ears, however, he had no problem not hiding them from you. “Fuck, fuck, hah... don’t hide your moans from me. I wanna fuckin’ hear ‘em. Let everyone know who’s fucking you, who you belong to, and that you’re m-mine! Fuck!” He breathlessly moaned against your face, ramming himself into you repeatedly. Your hands were now on his back, clawing down his muscular back. He growled lowly into your ear, breathily cursing. “D-Damnit! Can’t... f-find it! Ahh... hah... fuck chicken wing, fuck yeah!”

His husky grunts were dangerously bordering animalistic. His pants were ragged, hips never faltering in movement, his wings flapping slightly and quivering every now and again. “Yeah baby? You like me fucking you? I’m gonna breed you so fuckin’ good. You’ll bare m-my clutch! You’re mine, ahhaahh! Fuck!” You were crying his name, clenching his back with your legs squeezing on either side of his waist. His cock was hammering against a bundle of nerves in your body you didn’t even know you had. “Hawks! Oh god! Please! Slow down-!” He pulled out quickly, leaving you a whimpered mess without that full feeling in your stomach. He flipped you over, hastily ramming himself back in you from behind, his wild thrusts getting harder. “Yeah, fuck yeah! There it is! Yeah! Gonna cum right in that womb if yours, you’re gonna be so round and pregnant with my kids! N-Nobody’ll ever come near you again! They’ll know you’re mine! My dove! My b-baby!”

His hot hands pushed your lower back, slamming you down against the couch and brutally fucking your tight pussy like no tomorrow, animalistic growls leaving his lips, teeth burying into your shoulder and neck. He was marking you as his. You were covered in his scent now, other men wouldn’t dare come near you now that you were filled with Hawks’ pheromones. “I’m gonna cum! Ahh! Hah! Hahn fuck I’m cumming Hawks! I’m cumming!” He rose his hand and smacked your ass harshly, the red tingling sensation spreading through your cheek. It felt so damn good. He grasped his hand over your stomach and pushed harshly. “You’re cumming, yeah? Gonna cum all over my cock? Gonna try and milk me are ya? Milk me, baby! Milk me so damn good and get every last drop of my fuckin’ cum in that ripe fertile womb of yours!”

“Hawks! Hah! Hah! Oh I’m cumming! Nhhh I’m c-cum...ming! Ahh!” You came harshly all over his still thrusting cock, your creamy juices spreading all over his cock and slipping down his balls full of his child baring cum. He didn’t stop yet, still bucking his hips through your orgasm even though you were still so sensitive. “Ohho! You’re such a good girl! So good! Fuck baby! Yeah, keep squeezin’ me! Keep fuckin’ squeezin’ meee! Agh!” He groaned deeply into your ear, desperately panting and grunting into your ear. You cried, physical tears running down your cheeks at the intensity of his brutal thrusts on your aching sore cunt. He slapped your ass again, squeezing it tightly afterwards with his nails creating crescents in your smooth skin. “F-Fuck I’m close! Yeah you want my cum? Tell me you want my cum deep inside you! C’mon baby, say it!”

“I want your cum Hawks! Mmm! Please! Please I want it! I wanna carry your kids! I want to be bred by you! Ah hahn! I can’t! Please!” You immediately regretted your words. His pace had become quicker, harsh pounds becoming desperate. You could feel his balls slapping against your inner thighs, a red itchy tingling bubbling up. His hands came around your neck, the other going to harshly rub your clit. You couldn’t contain the endless moans, cries, and screams of his name, his hero name to be precise. “Oh god! Oh my god! Feels so good! Mmm! Hawks, I-I’m gonna cum again!” He pants against your ear, snarling and growling about how good and round he’s gonna make you.

“Fuck I’m cumming! Hah, fuck!” He grunted loudly and released heavy shaky breathes, his raging hard on twitching inside your now gooey insides. You came harshly, your walls clamping down on him. He was fully embedded within you, balls pressed firmly against you, his scarlet wings twitching and flapping, stretching widely suddenly stiffening up. You could feel the warm spurts of his cum deep inside, forcing a low moan past your swollen lips. His wings happily drooped once he had finished, his head now hanging low, trying to catch his breath. “H-Hawks... I love you.” You finally admitted to him, watching intently to see his reaction to your words. He laughed huskily, his golden eyes raising back up to meet yours, still cloudy with lust. “You fuckin’ better. You’re my dove, now and forever, ya hear that? Now...”

“Let’s make sure you get pregnant.”

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Pain was the first thing you were met with the morning after your undeniably passionate night with Hawks. Feathers were scattered all over the place, large blankets thrown everywhere, and some of his clothes were thrown over you. Incredibly confused, you sat up but quickly jolted back down as a searing hot pain shot through your body from your hips. “Woah there, chicken wing! Relax, you must be in a lot of pain. I don’t blame you after the harsh fucking I put you through last night.” The man who had put you in such pain walked into the room, shirtless and only in a pair of boxers. The bed dipped slowly as he sat on the bed, handing you a cool glass of water. You painfully sat up, gently taking the glass from his rough hands, thanking him quietly. “What the hell did you do while I was out?”

The pro hero looked around the room before coming to lay eyes on you again, scratching the back of his neck with a faint blush on his cheeks. “I uh, made a nest!” He answered bashfully. It was an incredibly rare sight to see him embarrassed. Uncomfortable sometimes, but never embarrassed. You looked around the mess and raised a brow. “Nest? Why the hell did you-“ You stopped once you remembered what had happened last night between the both of you and what you had realized. You blushed and threw the covers off yourself quickly, horrified at the sticky mess dripping from your insides, still. Just how many rounds had you gone with him last night? “Hah, Sorry. I just couldn’ hold myself back. My ruts are really bad, which is why I always take a week off.”

“You didn’t have to cum inside me this much Hawks...” You said and cringed at all the fluids dripping out of your abused cunt. You didn’t notice, but his wings shivered, ruffling up a bit at the sight of your leaky pussy, until they settled down again. “It’s your fault ya know? Makin’ me so damn jealous I had to claim you for myself. Claim you before someone else took you.” Your cheeks reddened slightly, and you looked to the side, your heart racing. Of course, he could feel your sensitive heart racing, and slowly leaned over, pressing a gentle kiss to your lips. Your eyes widened in surprise, melting into his sweet kiss. There was no sexual intention behind the kiss, only a reassurance that you didn’t have to worry about speaking your true feelings, that he already knew you loved him. “You’re my baby bird now. You’ve upgraded chicken wing. Congrats.”

“How many levels are there with you?” You laughed, enjoying this sweet moment with your new lover. He laughed and hopped into bed beside you, pulling you close to him in your little nest. His hands ran over your flat stomach slowly, cooing and flapping his wings lightly. “A lot more, step up your game, baby. You good though? How do you feel knowin’ you have the most popular hero’s cum inside of you. Mixin’ with all your fertile eggs to make my fuckin’ kids.” He growled possessively and wrapped his wings around you protectively, kissing your head and over your face. You couldn’t help but turn red at his words, embarrassed by how blunt he is. “Do... do you really want to have kids Hawks? I mean... we just started... d-dating...”

“Who cares the order, as long as you’re mine and that little bundle of feathers inside you is all mine, order can go fuck itself.” You rolled your eyes, flicking his arm gently. His whistling and cooing got louder the more he cuddled you, his lips peppering your face with kisses. “Ya know they already have story’s about us? They got my whole ‘top bird’ thing on video.” He seemed quite happy with it. The president of the HPSC would not be happy about this once she found out. But knowing Hawks, he couldn’t have given two fucks about it. He raised your chin, smirking smugly. “I also tweeted that we’re dating and that you’re mine, and that we’re gonna have chicks, and that all those other guys better stay away or I’ll kill ‘em.”

You rolled your eyes. “You jealous bird...”

#my hero academia #takami keigo #keigo takami x reader #takami keigo smut #hawks smut #feral hawks #mha hawks #hawks x reader #hawks x you #bnha hawks

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enhypia · 3 years

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SH ; first love

first loves answers questions with the choice of drinking instead of answering

pairings: park sunghoon x gn!reader

genre: slight angst and fluff

words: roughly 1.2k

masterlist ⸺ series masterlist

~guides and warnings~

italics - reader speaking

bold - sunghoon speaking

[enclosed] - interviewer speaking

italicized bold - both reader and sunghoon speaking

[enclosed bold or italics] - question (depends on who's speaking)

heavily inspired by: rec.create lie detector games, cut truth or drink

warning: contains and mentions of !!! drinking, swearing

i don't promote underage drinking, save your livers

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hello i'm (y/n)

i'm sunghoon

and we're exes first loves

*both laugh

we're each others first loves and now we're exes

*sunghoon smiles

[so you guys were invited here today as first loves for a fun little drinking game, were you guys aware of that?]

they only wanted to do it because they said, and i quote "it's free alcohol, come on"

what? it's true, who would pass down free alcohol? not me

*sunghoon eye rolls

[okay, for this game, questions will be asked and if you refuse to answer, you drink, it's that simple. should we start?]

*both nod and were asked to face each other with cards that had questions written on them placed on the table, along with a bottle gin, a shot glass and some chaser

[who broke up with who?]

*both share eye contact smiling sheepishly

it was a mutual breakup but i think i was the one who kind of opened the topic of breaking up

yep, and that's when we talked about it

*interviewer gestures an okay for them to proceed, rock paper scissors for whoever asks first, (y/n) wins

okay so, *picks up card and chuckles,

["did you ever experience any type of jealousy after we broke up"]

i have

*(y/n)'s eyes go wide and looks at the camera with eyebrows raised

stop acting like you don't know about this

*(y/n) smiles

yeah but i only know some of it

*sunghoon quickly picks up the card to avoid the topic

[when we broke up, did you have a rebound?] i already know this though

i didn't they didn't

they're too considerate of people's feelings, they'd physically get sick if they made someone a rebound

don't get me wrong, i did think about it but i didn't want to date anyone just because i was lonely, that's cruel

*sunghoon makes a gesture as if saying 'see?'

*(y/n) winks at sunghoon and reads the card then bursts out laughing

i'm scared

you should be *(y/n) smiles widely

[have any of my friends hit on you after we broke up?]

*sunghoon doesn't say a word a just downs a shot

*(y/n) laughs harder than before

[have any of MY friends hit on you after we broke up?]

*(y/n) immediately downs a shot avoiding sunghoon's eyes

*cue sunghoon :O

you aren't friends with them anymore don't worry, but you were friends with them after we broke up so

*(y/n) shrugs

oh i think i know who it is then

*it sinks in

REALLY?? THEY DID? what a dick

moving on

*(y/n) motions the cards to sunghoon

[do you regret breaking up with me?]

you know what, i'm answering but i'll still take a shot because damn

*sunghoon laughs and looks at (y/n) expectantly

i...think i did at the beginning, given that i wasn't processing everything properly, so in my head i was always "why did i agree? why didn't i try harder to keep us together?" but eventually i came to understand why i agreed to split and why we had to split. so my answer would be no, i don't regret breaking up with you

wanna take a shot together?

you know me so well

*both drinks

[why did you guys break up?]

*(y/n) looks at sunghoon to answer

i felt like we weren't growing? because i think we were both considering each other too much for the future that it throws away so many opportunities for us individually

yeah it's like our label as couples were suffocating us and holding us back from different potentials

yes, that

our breakup is under the if you love them let them go category, i think we both saw that if we continued the relationship we wouldn't be really happy

yeah and for me i didn't want us to reach the point where we would hate each other because of it? that's why i opened the topic of breaking up because i treasure (y/n) , i couldn't stomach the thought of hating them.

that's the sweetest thing you've said to me all day

don't ruin the mood

*(y/n) blows a kiss to sunghoon

[did you think i'd be the one you'd marry?]

you see this is interesting because even though we lasted 4 years, we rarely talked about marriage

*sunghoon contemplates obviously whether to answer or to drink to tease (y/n)

i did think i was going to marry you

*(y/n) was not expecting sunghoon to answer and is internally screaming and trying hard to mask their shock

it was one of those moments where i thought "i don't think i could love anyone else other than (y/n)"

*(y/n) suddenly downs a shot blushing

*sunghoon laughs and drinks as well, he will forever deny the blush on his face

[are you mad about what happened to us?]

god *(y/n) chuckles right now no.

but before, i wanted to be so mad about it, i wanted something to blame, i wanted to blame you but i just couldn’t? because i loved you and known you for how long, so i understood why you did it and why it had to happen. i guess it was just hard to accept at that time because no one was really at fault.

*sunghoon drinks

*(y/n) laughs

at this point we're just drinking regardless if we answer or not

that's what makes it fun

[did you wish that it ended differently for us?]

i wished that it ended without hurting us so much, but like you always said before

*sunghoon looks at (y/n) “pain is inevitable”

*both laugh

[do you still love each other?]

yeah

yup

*both look at each other smiling

the break up didn’t take away the love we had for each other

*sunghoon nods

it’s hard to explain what it really feels but it’s not as the same as when we were together

yeah so in a way, while we do love each other, it’s not like the “i love you, let’s be partners” type of a thing. it’s more of like ….

*looks at sunghoon for help

like “you’re special to me, i love you” ??

*(y/n) claps and snaps

yes that! sunghoon is someone important to me so naturally i love him

*sunghoon smiles widely

what why?

so you love me? :D

you’re ugly, shut up

but you dated me 🤨

maybe i do regret that now 🤔

yah!

[do you tell each other " i love you" often right now?]

nope

we don't

*both grin

[is there a chance of you guys getting back together?]

*both look at each other and just takes a shot

next question!

*sunghoon shrugs and laughs

[we're ending at a cliffhanger huh? that makes it more exciting]

oh we're done? i thought for sure i was going to cry today

it's the alcohol preventing you from crying

[how about an i love you to one another for a proper ending?]

i love you

*both bursts into giggles

yah park sunghoon are you blushing?!

no! you're blushing!

*both drink a shot for the last time and blame the alcohol for the blush instead

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bloodyhell-lucifer · 3 years

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Daddy is the devil | Lucifer Morningstar

Pairing: Lucifer Morningstar x fem!reader

Summary: Reader is one of Chloe’s best friends and they haven't seen each other for a long time so the decision was made. Finally a sleepover at Chloe’s house since Chloe has a day off of work and Dan took Trixie with him to have some dad-daughter time. What they didn't know is that Lucifer will come with unexpected visit and reader’s shirt will cause such a mess.

Warning: language, smut, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it), praise kink, daddy kink, +18

Based on this request: Hello, I hope you are doing well, I would like to politely request a one shot (or more if it inspires you, you do you) from Lucifer, you can do whatever you want with it, reader insert, oc, smut, no smut, totally up to you but I would like it to involve Lucifer meeting/seeing the reader/character (preferably female, gender neutral is also fine) wearing that crop top from Blackcraft that says “Satan Is My Daddy” please and thank you

Notes:

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You and Chloe had everything planned for tonight. When you were talking on the phone to discuss the details you decided to have a movie night with some alcohol. You bought some wine, chips and sweets for you and your friend to have some snacks. Feeling of excitement was huge about finally seeing your friend after such a long time. You showed up at Chloe’s door about seven pm ringing a bell to her door. After few seconds the door were open and Chloe lean out from behind of it.

“Oh my god hi girl, so good to finally see you.” she enveloped you in a big hug wrapping her hands around your neck.

“Hi Chloe, long time no see.” you hugged her back. With a gesture of her hand she invited you inside and you stepped in.

After two hours you two were slightly drunk and making fun comments over character that was on the screen of tv during the movie.

“So tell me Chloe, some time ago you were taking to me on the phone about that guy you were working with that just have some attitude and always have something to tell and joke about. What was his name again? Lucian?” You asked her taking other sip from glass of wine.

“Lucifer to be exact. His name is Lucifer.” on her face appeared frown and she raised her brows. “Why you asking?”

“Just asking. You like him?” Hint of concern could be felt coming from your lips.

“Of course I like him. I work with him. He’s my partner.” she responded and nervously began to rub her hands against her thighs.

“You know that’s not what I meant. Is he that handsome that it’s bothering you?” you got up from the couch and headed to the kitchen to pour yourself another glass of wine since you finished the last one.

“Please stop. He’s definitely not my type. He’s arrogant, has got a big ego and always have that stupid smile on his face every time we go somewhere.” She folded her arms over her chest and rolled her eyes.

“Oh I hope I’ll meet him someday. I want to know who’s working with my best friend.” you winked at her and laughed along Chloe.

“Some day for sure.” Chloe was praying that this whole Lucifer topic will end with that. “Tell me you have someone?” She tried to change the topic of that conversation.

“Of course not. Some time ago I had a date with this guy named Brian but it didn’t go well and I lost hope for finding someone.” You said going back to couch and putting your glass on the coffee table that was in front of you. “Listen I’m gonna go and change because this jeans are so uncomfortable and I’m losing my shit with them” You grabbed your bag and went to bathroom to change. You picked your normal pjs which were just crop top with caption ‘Satan is my daddy’ on it and black bottoms.

“Oh Jesus Y/N what a shirt” Chloe blurted as soon as she saw you.

“It’s just a crop top Chloe. Can you just chill? We are already drinking a second bottle of wine and you still seem so stressed about something.” You declared after seeing her sitting so tense. One of the movies you’ve chosen was still playing in the room and none of you was watching it so Chloe switched it to music channel.

“Y/N I’m so sorry. I know I screwed this up. I’ve been stressed about work and Trixie and I don’t know what to do. I hoped I will invite you, we will have fun together after long time and this feelings would go away, but I guess it doesn’t go away and I can’t have fun. I messed up” she sighed and got up from the couch to just stand in front of you having her hands on your shoulder.

“We’re all humans after all, Chloe. I get it and I understand. You don’t have to worry. We can talk about it if you want and we still have time to make it fun. Go get change into your pj’s and and I’m expecting you turning back with a smile on your face.” You smirked to her and went up to set new snacks on coffee table.

When Chloe returned she didn’t have time to say anything because the bell from the door rang immediately.

“Did you invite anyone else?” You asked curiously.

“Of course not. Just you and me. No one else.” She added going to the door to check who was that. You were just standing right behind her.

She opened the door and Chloe saw the the last person she wanted to see today.

“What are you doing here?” She hissed and it was obvious that she didn’t want that person’s presence. You still couldn’t see who that person was.

“Oh don’t be so rude detective. I was in the neighbourhood and I thought that I’ll stop by with a visit.” You heard men’s strong deep voice with a British accent.

Chloe was so tired of this. She didn’t have strength to fight with that man and let him in and then you saw him. The man was a lot taller than you, shit he towered over you. You were so shock seeing that handsome man that you though that you were having a hallucinations seeing a Greek god. He had pitch black hair with little stubble. His hazel brown eyes were twisting into yours like he wanted to see every inch of your soul. Of course his devilish smile was there too to give him another hundred points to looking too fuckin’ good. He was dressed in fancy black suit and black button up that hugs his body so perfectly. You could see from distance that under all that suit he must be having a nice, trained body. Is that legal to look that handsome? You though to yourself.

“Bloody hell detective, I didn’t know you were having a company.” He sent you an evil grin and came into your way. Chloe stood there and she was about to say something when that man spoke to you.

“Hi, my name is Lucifer. Lucifer Morningstar.” He stepped closer to you and took your hand in his. He kissed the top of your hand.

“Like the devil?” You asked and you didn’t know if to laugh or to start panicking.

“Don’t bring my dad into this darlin’. Yeah, like the devil.” He still was having that smirk that could knock you off of your feet by any second. “And you are?”

“I’m Y/N” you gulped suddenly feeling naked under Lucifer’s gaze.

“Oh that’s a real beautiful one” he responded and lean in just to be few centimetres away from your figure. He took one of strands of your hair and put them behind your ear whispering to you. “I really like your shirt baby.”

You wanted to say something, anything but you just couldn’t. You didn’t want to believe that is was that guy Lucifer that you were asking Chloe about.

“Okey enough, Lucifer. Leave Y/N alone. What do you want?” Chloe closed the door behind him and asked Lucifer with frown on her face and furrowed brows. She had her hands on her hips and she really looked like she was not in the mood for such things.

“I said loud and clear I came just to check on you, but now as I see your friend I might want something.” He chuckled and looked at you again. You were so intimidated by his presence that you were looking down at the floor in that moment with blush creeping onto your cheeks.

“Can you stop being the perv that you actually are? If you don’t stop you’ll have to leave.” She urged staying in the hallway. Chloe really was pissed off.

“Okey dokey.” Lucifer raised his hands up in a gesture of surrender and he stepped back from you and went to the living room and you and Chloe follow along.

“Okey ladies, let’s start the night properly” Lucifer loud voice echoed through the room and you already had known that you gonna regret it later.

Chloe told you and Lucifer that she had enough of drinking and that’s it. She was not the one to convince so you and Lucifer were left to the alcohol that still was in the house. After another two bottles of wine and another two hours later in the night Chloe’s phone started buzzing and within moments she went to grab it and answered the call leaving the room. You knew you two were pretty drunk but you could still manage with yourself. Lucifer on the other hand after that two hours ended up with his shirt half unbuttoned and messed up hair after you challenged him to do so. You couldn’t get your eyes off of him sitting like that with his legs spread out and your whole body was screaming to straddle his lap. You though you were going to drool yourself at sight of his muscular torso. You felt pretty damn wet in your panties after sights like this.

“Guys I’m leaving for now. I’ll be right back but Dan called me saying that Trixie is burning up and probably having a fever. I’m going to pick her up. I have already ordered a taxi. Please don’t do something stupid. Y/N, I’m counting on you” Chloe shouted to you putting on her shoes, already changed and slumming her front door shut.

“Guess we have some time alone sweetheart.” Black-haired man said to you turning his head towards you. He put one of his massive hands on your thigh and you sighed after his touch touching your sensitive skin. Your knees were touching and you felt shiver running down your spine. His face was millimetres away from yours. The pad of his thumb running across your bottom lip making you tremble. Your breath hitched as Lucifer smirked at you.

“What do you say baby girl? I know you want me.” He seductively admitted. His deep voice echoing through your years. You felt like you were in trance. Thoughts and consequences be damned, you wanted him more than you’d ever wanted anything, and fuck anything that was in your way.

His thumb moving away from your lips as he was leaning in closer to you. His lips ghosting over yours. His hands cupped your face with his two hands caressing your cheeks. Both of you starred at each other. Your eyes fluttered closed as Lucifer laid his lips on yours. He kissed you passionately, your lips moving in sync. Lucifer’s eyes fluttering closed as well. He grabbed a hold of your hair pulling at them causing a moan felt from your lips as the kiss began to got deeper and needer. You decided to make a move and straddle his lap. His fingers moved from your jaw to your hips digging into them harshly. Your fingers quickly unbuttoned the rest of the buttons on his shirt. Your hands didn’t waste time to trail down his muscular torso what made him groan into the kiss. You broke the kiss first moving your head down towards his exposed chest, pressing your lips against it. You trailed wet, sloppy kisses down his chest, then down towards his stomach. Stopping above the waistline of his pants. Lucifer smirked down at you, as you got on your knees. Looking up at him, as you undid the button of his pants, then unzipped the zip pulling his pants down, as well as his boxers, you freed his growing bulge. Lucifer let out a hiss, as his cock sprang up, while you bit your lip. You stared at his big cock in awe making your way back to the couch to sit next to him.

“You like what you see baby girl? Would you like daddy’s cock in your tight, little pussy of yours? He asked grabbing a firm hold of your jaw making you look him straight into his eyes.

“Hell yes, please daddy” you said arching your back to get some friction from your actions.

Lucifer lowered you to the mattress, your back met the rough material of the living room’s couch. It felt so inviting, so intimidating. You wanted that so badly, your entire body screamed for pleasure. You felt air leave your lungs because of the handsome man has begun to kiss your neck. Your chest were heaving, you raised a hand to the base of his neck and held him there as he sucked strong marks onto your skin. Little moan left you, while your body began to surrender to him.

“You’ll be in hell soon darlin’. Sorry baby but this shirt needs to get out with rest of your clothes but it’s so beautiful and welcoming.” He quickly made you get rid of your clothes quickly. When Lucifer bended down while still keeping his brown eyes locked with yours his tongue swiped a lick atop your breast, then immediately took your stiffened tit in his mouth to suck. His other hand worked on massaging your other breast and you forgot about everything around you and let your body take over as your mouth produced another groan. That’s when he decided to pull your nipple lightly in between his teeth.

“Oh, fuck,” you exhaled the curse in ecstasy.

“Naughty girl aren’t you.” Lucifer grinned, but his tone suggested he’s aroused with your language. His hand ran down the plane of your stomach and slipped down to feel your pulsing desire. You could see it in his eyes how pleased he is at the amount of slickness he felt coating his fingers. He toyed with your clit in deliberately slow circles, and you whined at his touch while moving your hips to receive more stimulation. But Lucifer’s fingers went on to explore further inside you, and you couldn’t hold back the gasp that left your lips as he began to stretch you. He bended down again so that his face is above yours, cologne so strong yet soothing. Lucifer’s kisses were hot and needy. His tongue made a reappearance and became acquainted with yours. Your next gasp bled into a groan into his mouth when he added another finger.

“Yeah, please daddy, I want your cock so bad inside me.” you practically begged.

His fingers may be removed from your sopping heat, but in their place, Lucifer’s bending cock slided between your legs to coat it with your wet pussy. Dark haired man finally entered you. Your back lifted off the bed as you let out a lust-filled cry. It was a tight and delicious fit with your muscles constricting around his eager girth. The man’s lips twisted up at the sound and creates his own unbridled groan.

“Spread your legs wide, babydoll. Take the devil all in.” He was so big you didn’t even know how you can adjust, but your body found a way to relax enough for Lucifer to slide in deeper.

Your eyes squeezed shut at how he stretched you fully, but your voice begged him to move, to give you more. He went on to create a steady rhythm with his hips and all with that filthy comments on how tight and perfect you felt around him. You made another desperate noise as you continue your ascent, which prompts him to ask between grunts, “Speak, love. What do you need from daddy?”

“Your big hands with your fingers daddy” you somehow told with filling voice your need amidst your hedonistic sounds.

“It’s going to the direction I didn’t know it’s going” Lucifer laughed with devilish smirk upon his face.

It was what you need after all, the extra stimulation to bring you closer and closer to what could be the strongest orgasm of your life. In a series of ‘yes’s and curses, you reached another plane of existence. Flashes of white light grew behind your eyes while your mouth widened. Lucifer, in turn, exhaled a shaky and pleasurable moan as your body repeatedly constricted and pulled around his cock.

“Oh shit, doll, just right there.” He came inside you, hot and fast, and you feel the descent of your high flow through you. Every part of you was warm and exhilarated and thoroughly pleased. When Lucifer pulled out from you, he rolled over back onto the couch. His grin read that his own desires have been fulfilled. You knew you got yourself into a deep shit and there’s no way going back.

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