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nanaslutt · 6 months

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Ok so I was thinking about soul swap (??) With gojo. Gojo doing🫣 stuff to his body in which readers soul is from readers body. Or can have reader doing stuff with her body..hope u understand kinda high rn. 😵‍💫😵‍💫

Body swap with Gojo

contains: fem reader, masturbation (m&f), reader & Gojo’s perspectives, perv!gojo & reader, multiple orgasms, “first orgasm” (experienced as the opposite sex), dirty talk, teasing, mutual pining

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"Gojo this is fucking serious!" You yelled, still getting caught off guard when Satoru's voice could be heard in your ears even though you were the one talking. "Okay okayy, I'll text Ijichi to come to get us, relax your little head." He responded in your voice. This whole thing was so fucked up. The two of you were fighting some curse together-- Gojo had no real reason to be there but he insisted on it for "safety reasons" (he was bored). You had gotten hit once by the curse right before you finished it off, and nothing strange had happened until Gojo came up to you and laid his hand on your shoulder to make sure you were alright, and that's when it happened—the soul swap.

Gojo pulled out his phone and held it out in front of himself, waiting for the face ID to scan him in. The man that currently resided in your body shook the device, frustrated. "Oh, this fuckin'..." He gave up, typing in his password as the device buzzed again and again, refusing to let him in. His antics made you giggle, turning your head to the side you sniffed to conceal any laughter he might pick up before you went back to watching him call for help.

"Ijichi? Heyyy, little problem~" Your higher-pitched voice reverberated through his speaker, no doubt confusing the poor overworked man on the other end. "Why do I have Gojo's phone? Funny you ask.." Gojo went on to pace around the area, throwing your hands up in the air as he explained the situation to Ijichi. You took the opportunity to look down at your temporary body, running your hands down the sides of Gojo's massive coat, which actually fit him. You felt the hardness underneath his clothes, pouting your bottom lip out in surprise, you figured Gojo would be fit, but you never knew for certain.

You had been a teacher at Jujutsu High for as long as he had, and the two of you had gotten quite close—which is why you didn't put up a fight when he insisted on coming on this mission with you, now you were starting to regret your decision. "Checkin' out my body while I was callin' for help? Perv~" Gojo teased, blocking your body off in a cross with his arms dramatically as he spoke. "Don't flatter yourself Satoru, you had something on your jacket." You lied through your teeth.

"It feels weird to hear my own voice chastise myself.." He pouts, placing a hand on his hip. "Yeah, well it doesn't feel great to see you flaunting around in my body either." You respond, holding a dejected look on Satoru's features that he probably has never made in his life. "Oh? you don't like me inside you?" He teased, covering his mouth as he giggled mischievously. "Please don't say gross things in my voice," you responded, rolling your eyes as you started to make your way out of the run-down building so Ijichi could see the two of you from the street.

"You're so serious~" He teased, using your shorter legs to run up to you and wrap himself around your arm, leaning your head against his arm as the two of you walked. "Also why did you not tell me you had to pee so bad." He said, making you choke on your own spit as you stopped in your pursuit of the road. "You are not under any circumstances going to piss while you're in my body." You emphasized, making a point to look into his eyes when you spoke.

"Why? Don't want me to see your cunt? heh." He laughed, once again using his filthy mouth to defile your voice. "What do you think Satoru?" You said, deadpanning at him. "Ahh~ you make my face look so scary~" He teased, curling your body up to his own arm once more as the two of you pushed forth towards society once more.

Once Ijichi's car, and the anxious man himself, came into view, you pushed the body that was clinging too tightly to your arm off of you. "Are you two alright?" He asked, coming up to your body. "Oh, Ijichi ~ you're such a caring man~ why don't you-" "That Gojo Ijichi, don't forget.' You reminded, looking blankly down at the dark-haired man, who had started to blush at your words. After an apology from the nervous man, and a quick slap to your body's shoulder that made Gojo whine through his laugh, the two of you got into the car.

The drive had started off with more shenanigans from Gojo in your body, trying to fluster Ijichi, which you quickly shut down by slapping Gojo's large hand over your own mouth. After that though, the drive started to quiet down, the three of you falling into a comfortable silence save for the radio playing some generic song in the background to fill the void. You noticed Gojo had started to bounce his leg in your body, peeking out the corner of your eye you saw your head was tipped back on the headrest, your eyes were squeezed shut, and your lip was pulled between your teeth; you looked like you were in pain.

"Gojo." You whispered, making him drop his chin and look at you, before he smiled through the uncomfortably, "I wasn't lying about needing to-" You quickly cut him off, waving his hands in front of you, "I know, I know." You said, before heaving out a sigh, "This fucking suuuuck." You drawled, letting your own head tip back agaisnt the headrest as you heard your own voice giggle at your unfortunate situation.

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"Satoru hurry!" You yelled, tapping your foot anxiously on the ground as you stood in front of the bathroom door with your arms crossed, waiting for Gojo to finish his business. "Don't rush me! It's hard to pee with a blindfold on you know." He sighed, your voice coming through the door muffled. You had tied Gojo's own pitch-black blindfold over his eyes before you let him go into the bathroom, making sure he couldn't see a thing. You wanted him to leave to door open so you could make sure he really didn't peek, but then you put yourself in his shoes and realized you wouldn't want Gojo to watch while you were.. so you abandoned that thought.

Right before you were about to yell at the man for taking too long again, he opened the door, the blindfold off of your eyes and in your hands. Your face tunred beat red, your jaw dropped and your lungs filled with profanities and curses, ready to spill but- "I took it off to wash my hands captain stick-up-her-ass, relax~" He said, giving you a smug look before he pushed past you and started walking down the hallway. You bit your tongue as you watched your body move down the hall, "Where are you going?" You asked, placing your hands on his hips.

"Well~ I was hoping you could show me to your room because.." He held your hands out in front of him before he gestured to your body, which was covered in dirt, debris, curse blood, you name it. You could feel a headache start to come on, rubbing your fingers against his temple you sighed, realizing he was going to have to take a shower. You followed in his footsteps down the hall as you passed him, leading him to your room. "Thank you~" He cooed, a pep in his step as he followed behind you.

Once you reached your room you gripped your hand on the top of the door as he slipped under your arm and made his way into your room. You were caught off guard for a second, you knew Gojo was big, but you never really realized your size difference until now. Feeling yourself grow hot in the face you quickly snapped yourself out of it as you followed him into your room.

"Ahhhhh~" Gojo moaned in your voice, plopping him and his filthy body down on your pristine sheets. "You have two seconds to get off my bed before I use your own technique to kill you." You said with his deep voice, making him sigh as he reluctantly dropped his legs back down onto the floor and dragged his body off the sheets, standing as he crossed his arms at you. "Im tireddd, you seriously need to work on your stamina." He said, rubbing your thighs with your hands, "This body is exhausted, I feel like I'm going to collapse." He complained.

You ignored his comments as you dug through your drawer, trying to find something sufficient for him to change into. You settled on a pair of shorts and a baggy t-shirt, collecting them under your arm you threw them in his direction, the man skillfully catching them in his hands. "You don't have anything a little sexier?" He said, holding up the ragged band tee in front of him while he tucked the shorts under his arms. "Please." You begged, your eye twitching when you turned to look at him.

"You should probably.." You froze, your face heating up at the words you haven't even spoken yet. "Stop making me look so bashful, it's unbecoming." He said, a face of displeasing spreading itself on your futures. "God- Fuck, please just go take a shower and don't.. don't- don't be weird!" You sputtered, throwing your hands in the air in defeat before you opened the door and stepped aside so he could leave your bedroom and head for the shower rooms. "Yes ma'am~" He cooed, looking up at you through your lashes at you while he walked past you and started down the hallway.

Once he was out of view, you shut your door behind yourself as you slid down the wood dramatically, burring your face in Gojo's massive hands as you tried not to think too hard about what he might see, or what he was going to do with your body.

Gojo locked the door to the shower rooms behind him, screw anyone else that needed to wash up he needed to be alone right now. Your pleas and begs to not look at your body too long or be weird with yourself getting thrown out the window when your frame came into view in the full-length mirror that was in the bathroom before the shower stalls. He whistled at what he saw, turning himself around he looked over your shoulder and stared at your ass through the mirror.

Gojo was having the time of his life checking out his new temporary body. He was astonished at how pretty you still managed to look with messed up hair and ruined clothes. He stared intently at your body as he turned back around and started unzipping your jacket slowly, biting his lip when your body clad in a tight black t-shirt came into view. "Fuck, this is insane." Gojo laughed to himself, feeling a familiar yet unfamiliar warmth blossom in your stomach.

He let the jacket drop to the floor before he crossed his arms over your body and gripped the bottom of your shirt as he slowly dragged the fabric up and over your head, a shaky breath escaping your lips when he saw your bare flesh, the top half of your figure only being clad in a bra. "She'll never know." He giggled to himself before he turned around again, slipping your fingers under the hem of your pants he slowly and seductively slid them down your body, the heat in his stomach growing when your pantyclad pussy came into view as he kicked the pants to the side.

"Who knew all I had to do to get you naked was to do it myself." He said, watching himself in the mirror. Fuck, your voice was turning him on. He might be the one in control of your body right now, but the soul residing inside was still Gojo Satoru, the man who got hard watching you stretch your arms over your head before you spared. He turned around and reached his hand behind his back to unclasp your bra, biting his lip and smiling when he felt your tits fall freely in the air.

"Fuck." He wined in your voice, making your body grow wet as he slid the garment off your body and let it join the pile that had built up on the floor. He brought your hands up to your breasts as squished them together, kneading the soft mounds in his hands, pinching your nipples, jiggling them around, he touched and manipulated them in all the ways he could thing, all while he giggled at his own ministrations. "Now to see this cunt~"

Back in your room, you were still on the floor, your head had left the confines of your hands as it rested against the door with your eyes shut. You were going over in your head the way you looked from his point of view; how much smaller than him you were, the height difference, his deep voice, how warm his body was, how- what the fuck was that? You swore you felt something twitch in his pants. You dropped your gaze hesitantly to his lap and noticed a large tent was poking up right where his crotch was.

You had got to be joking. While fantasizing in his body, you had accidentally riled yourself up to the point you were sporting a boner? This was unreal. How did it go away? How long would it take? Oh god, why was his pervy body so sensitive? You did notice the familiar warmth in your lower regions, only in this body, instead of almost feeling your arousal throughout your whole body, you felt it more focused on his crotch.

You bit your lip, shutting your eyes as you tipped your head back against the door again. You couldn't stop your mind from wandering back to all the little things you noticed while being in his body, you wanted to stop you really did, you could not be like Gojo, you were not a perv, you were not a hypocrite.. but one look couldn't hurt anything right? Gojo would likely be in the bathroom for a while, he would never know if you just looked at it, right?

With a heavy sigh, you stood up and walked up to your full-length mirror, unzipping his jacket quickly and throwing it on your bed you lifted his shirt up on his body and stared at his insane physique. His abs seemed to glow under the light in your room, and the indents and muscles on his frame seemed to go on forever. How did he manage to stay so fit when he was constantly eating all those sweets? Men..

The bulge his body was sporting in his slacks made the whole view look so much more erotic, you bit your lip, your breath picking up the more you shamelessly gazed at his body in the mirror. You lifted his shirt more to get a view of his rock-hard pecs, a shaky breath leaving his lungs at his long and toned torso completely unobstructed by clothes to your eyes. You had already come this far.. looking a little more wouldn't hurt right? It's not like you were going to touch anything and besides! Gojo was absolutely doing the exact same thing right now.

Although the thought of Gojo checking out your body the way you were doing to him right now made your face heat up, you once again felt that same twitching under his pants. "Ugh, fucking quit that!" You chastised his dick, your face scrunching up in annoyance as you spoke to it.

You slipped his fingers under his waistband, you slid the fabric down lower- his v-line became more visible to you, lower- a white happy trail was exposed, lower- the base of his cock was unveiled as you could now see it throb under your gaze. You slid his pants down to about his mid-thighs, biting your lip as a shaky moan left his lips, making you feel dizzy at the erotic sound. His cock dripped a thick drop of pre onto the floor beneath you as you watched it hang freely in the room, twitching in the air.

He was so big it almost made you mad, realizing at that moment his cockiness and confidence not only came from his good looks and impressive talent but also from his massive cock. You dropped to his knees, perching yourself on them as you pulled up his shirt and bit the fabric between your teeth, letting yourself have a full view of his body. "Fuck." You moaned, the sound coming out muffled from the fabric tucked between your teeth as you let his warm hands come up to caress his body.

You felt every indent and ridge his body had to offer as you smoothed his massive hands over his body. Any guild you might've felt earlier being washed away at the unreal sight in front of you. The throbbing in his crotch was becoming unbearable the longer you worked yourself up. You tried to stop your hands from dropping any lower, you really did, but when you felt the way his hand wrapped around his cock, the relief, the pleasure, you had no regrets.

Gojo sat on the floor of the shower with a slack jaw as he watched your small fingers piston in and out of your tight cunt, moaning and whining at how warm and wet you felt around your fingers. "S-Satoru, Satoru-" He moaned in your voice, getting himself off on hearing your voice moan out his name. "Fuck- this feels so fucking good-" He whined, tipping his head bak agaisnt the shower wall.

He thought fingering himself would feel uncomfortable, but he was sorely mistaken. Your body was made for taking things inside your tight little cunt, the feeling of pleasure immediately washing over his body from just sliding his fingers inside your cunt. He had already cum twice from fingering your body and rubbing your fingers over your sensitive clit, he just couldn't get enough. He had no idea how long he had been in there for, but the water was still running hot so it couldn't have been that long.

"Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, yesyesyes-" He moaned in your voice, wanting to get the most out of this experience while he could, he didn't know if he would ever get to be this up close and personal with your body again after all. He tweaked your nipples in his fingers, biting your lip as loud moans echoed off the walls of the bathroom, his hips humping into your fingers as he felt himself approach another orgasm.

"Soooooo fucked- heh- S-so fucked up" He groaned, your voice raising in pitch as he fought the urge to keep your legs apart, moaning out his name once more when he came. Your body curled in on itself as he continued fucking his fingers in and out of your cunt, working himself through the orgasm. "A-ahhh ngh- fuck-" He wined, pulling his fingers from your walls as your legs snapped shut, and your cunt clenched around nothing. The friction your thighs brought on your sensitive cunt as you came down from your orgasm felt heavenly.

Your body relaxed under the pelting water droplets hit his body, your gasps filling the bathroom as he tried to catch his breath. Gojo couldn't help but think how much better it felt to come as a woman, he felt like his whole soul left his body each time he came, the electricity that zapped through his whole body and made his mind cloudy was a feeling that could not be beat. He almost started mourning the curse you had killed, he wanted to experience this all the time.

With a sigh he pulled himself off of the floor, standing on shaky legs as he shut off the water and giggled to himself as he took the towel down from the side of the shower. "Fuck, it feels a little sore down there.. hope she doesn't notice, heh." And with that, the white-haired man started to dry off your hair and dress your body back up in the nice clean clothes you had given him.

"Fuck- fuck- o-ohmygod" You rapidly stroked your hand over his cock while you stared at Gojo's body in the mirror. It was a weird feeling, being aroused by this body while you had full control over it, but the fucked up situation almost made it more exciting. Gojo's balls felt so heavy and warm under your palm as you massaged in between your fingers. His back arched in the mirror every time you ran your hand over the sensitive tip of his dick.

It had taken you a minute to get used to the feeling and to find the right rhythm, but once you did, you were going fucking insane. You don't know how Gojo had lived his whole life with such a sensitive cock, every time you stroked over his length his body jerked and twitched, pre cum dripped from his dick, and his breath hitched, it was a mess. His needy whines and deep groanes you had occasionally let slip was driving your arousal up the walls, the way his abs clenched under your ministrations, and the feeling of his cock twitching when the stimulation got too much; you were feeling drunk.

"Right fucking- there- yess~" You groaned in his voice, stroking his cock slower but rougher as you squeezed your fist tightly around him. You wished you could fuck someone while you were in his body. If his hand felt this good, could you imagine how a mouth felt around it? Or a pussy? An ass? The possibilities and fantasies you were painting in your head were making his balls tighten, a familiar feeling coiling itself in the pit of his stomach.

"Shit, think I'm gonna cum." You vocalized, wanting to hear his voice, as the effect it had on you was embarrassing. You might be incapable of saying the filthy shit Gojo says on a daily basis, but you were sure as hell good at moaning and vocalizing your pleasure when something felt good. You wanted to hear how his voice sounded when it moaned out your name, but the embarrassment was too much, just thinking about it made you blush.

Your breath picked up as you thrust his hips to meet your strokes, both losing rhythm as you brought his body closer and closer to orgasm. "A-ahhh- fuck its coming its- fu-fuck-" You groaned, watching with a slacked jaw as long ropes of cum spurted out of his dick. Some of the ropes coated his hand and eased the slide on his cock as you stroked him through his orgasm, some being shot out onto the mirror in front of you, making the whole scene look pornographic.

His orgasm felt different from the ones you were used to, but it felt just as good. The heat was stronger in the pit of your stomach, and his cock was ten times as sensitive as your clit usually was right when you came. You felt different afterward too, a wave of shame and realization flooded over you when you realized what you had just done. "Ughhhh.." You groaned, being able to blame the unreasonable hornieness on this new body of yours as you washed the shame from your head, using a nearby towel from the other night to wipe off your dirtied mirror and his sensitive cock.

You winced and sucked a breath in through your teeth at the oversensitivity you felt while you wiped off his softening cock; silently curing him as it was still massive when it was flaccid. As soon as you tucked his cock back into his pants and straightened his apearance back up, you heard a knock on your door that nearly sent your soul flying out of your body.

"Let me innn, it's cold out here~" You heard your voice whine from the other side of the door. You took a deep breath before you walked over to the door and pulled it open, being faced with a damp-haired you. "Why do I look like shit? My face is so red." Gojo complained, walking past you as he dumped your clothes in your hamper before he walked over to your mirror to fix up your still-wet hair.

"Just got hot," You brushed off his remark. "How was your shower?" You asked, avoiding eye contact as you watched him fix your hair in the mirror. "Ohh you know~ Hot." He giggled. You rolled your eyes at his words, dismissing him as you plopped his heavy body on your bed and stared at the ceiling.

"I need to get my body back." You mumbled under your breath, making him look over to you from his place in front of the mirror, "What was that?" He asked, making you bite your lip between your teeth as you sighed heavily, replaying the last couple minutes over and over in your head. "Oh, nothing." You replied, biting the inside of your cheek.

part 2 :)

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kawataslvr · 2 months

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hii i recently read your shinichiro story and i loved it. i wanna try and request a takuya x m!reader kinda similar to your shinichiro fic (if you want ofc), also if you wanna, make it nsfw at the end to just piss off the reader's brother (which would be one in the mizo mid 5)

thx!!!

Summary: Fluff / Smut ,, cursing ,, your yamagishi’s younger brother , takuya manhandles you a lil (only a lil if you kinda squint and shut your eyes completely), in this fic your also only two years younger than your older brother,

A/N : i actually like the whole prompt of reader x brothers friend,, its just so funny to write to me snd i uslally rlly like the plt (ignore the grammar my cat stepped on my face)

Yamagishi and Takuya were talking normally, just hanging out at Yamagishi’s apartment.

Everything was fine, until you walked over and grabbed something from the shelf under the tv.

Having to bend over, normally everything would be fine. If Yamagishi didn't catch Takuya catching glances of you as you were bending down.

Giving Takuya a small warning kick to the ankle as a little “Stop” without saying it verbally, Takuya tried his hardest to not look.

Even as you walked back to your room Takuya had to fight the urge to stare, not like it wasn’t something he did often. Giving how you two are dating.

But Yamagishi didn't know, and even if he did, he'd still be furious.

Ever since Takuya told you about his feelings for you, you both promised to never tell Yamagishi.

Who you two could already see the blood boiling once he found out.

Sneaking in time to see each other when Takuya came over, or asking Yamagishi if you could come with him when he went to Takuya’s place or when he hung out with him.

However, after the small incident Takuya made sure to be more weary not leaving much alone time between you and your boyfriend.

Which means you didn’t get to see Takuya for long periods of time.

———— (timeskip, I'm a lil lazy.)

Yamagishi was working, you and Takuya were hanging out with you in the house you and your older brother shared.

Cuddling each other closely in bed, without a worry in the world.

Takuya pulled you in close and slid his hand down “I haven’t seen you in a long time, Y/N.” you let out a breathy gasp.

“Gishi gets back today, he could be here soon.” you told Takuya to leave earlier, but you had fallen asleep and he was just too comfortable to move away.

“Please.. Y/N.” Takuya gave your ass a light squeeze, whispering into your ear.

“f..fine.” With that Takuya quickly undressed you and himself, the two of you quickly intertwined lips together and broke into a heated makeout session.

Takuya broke the kiss and started to leave hickeys over your neck and shoulder grabbing onto your hips and enjoying the sweet moans leaving your mouth.

He moved his hand down and squished the soft plush of your ass making you moan loudly.

Takuya turned you around and made you face ass up, grabbing a bottle of lube from your night stand drawer.

“Oh wow, this is half empty. You’ve been enjoying yourself while I was gone haven't you?” he laughed to himself seeing how embarrassed you got.

Covering his fingers in the half used up lube, Takuya started prepping your hole and shoved his fingers in. Moving them quickly, making you let out the most porn worthy moans before hitting your prostate.

“T..takuyaaa~!” your dick was leaking precum at the sensation, Takuya added another finger.

“Calm down, we might be alone but if Yamagishi comes home he's going to hear you sweet thing..”

You nodded your head and tried to cover your mouth but with the way he was moving around you, he could feel how close you were to cumming.

Feeling how you were tightening around his fingers , he pulled out. “hnghh!” you whined loudly and tears welled up in your eyes at your restricted release.

He put lube on his cock and slowly shoved it in, spreading you apart and enjoying the sweet sounds coming out of your mouth.

He didn’t care if Yamagishi came in the house and heard this, the feeling of your tight hole and the sounds of your sweet moans.. he was so close to cumming.

Hitting your prostate over and over again until both of you came, Takuya getting so lost he came inside you “ah.. shit.. sorry baby, I didn’t mean to..”

“It's fine..” you were out of breath, the sticky sensation inside you feeling a bit weird.

Takuya grabbed both of your clothes which he practically ripped off earlier, he handed you a towel to clean yourself and the sheets.

You and Takuya were mid dressed when you heard the door open and a gasp, followed by angry yelling.

Even if he hadn’t seen anything, seeing his worn out little brother with hickeys all over the place and a shirtless Takuya. Yamagishi already figured out what happened.

“WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU.”

To say your older brother was BEYOND furios that day was an understatement, he ignored you and BANNED Takuya from your home.

Only accepting you and Takuya dating after you begged him crying to him.

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tmzrkstan · 11 months

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nct dream as teen romances.

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★warnings: maybe cursing, relationship between minors (legal).

★genre: fluff, romantic tropes, (kinda of) korean school trope.

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★Mark:

•Not just a boyfriend, also a bandmate;

•Beeing raised abroad gave him an advantage to join the band (english speaker), and of course, his ability with music;

•You and your friends found everything that were looking for to complete what became a kinda famous band in the city;

•Don't took long for you two get along and spend some afternoons with his guitar and a composition book: "You did in a few days what the music did in my whole life."

•When the relantionship became official you just couldn't separate from each other;

•The lovely looks during performances, dates in karaokes and make out sessions at the "backstage" were always present;

•"We can't be sure about the band future, but I know we're never splitting up."

★Renjun:

• The boy admired you for a long time from afar;

•When he heard from a friend that you were looking for a boyfriend he gained courage;

•He had to miss some afternoons and even morning classes in order to finish a project to win you over;

•That's why you found a drawing of you made by hand, which was noticeable the use of watercolor, and behind it, his initials;

•You soon realized who it was from and decided to text him, which led to a sleepless night with your cell phone;

•Without taking too long to return the feelings, you started dating and he nicknamed you as his "muse";

•You can be sure that your dates would always end with you taking a drawing home, whether on a small canvas or on a napkin from the restaurant you went to;

•"The best part of drawing you is being able to look at you as much as I want."

★Jeno:

•If it wasn't for the jock who falls in love with the cheerleader, I'd be lying;

•Despite his popularity, he had to struggle to get the attention of everyone on the team, which led to him crashing several rehearsals;

•He made his interest obvious when he scored a decisive point in the game and dedicate it to you in front of the whole school;

•The minute I became his girlfriend, the whole school would suffer because of you two, like the team being forced to participate in his surprises, the game being stopped for you to kiss each other at each point;

•Despite the masculine and strong exterior, inside he looked like a puppy running after his owner, he was completely passionate and silly. It's visible how he would try to help you with the cheerleading thing;

•"So, the deal is if I win the game tonight, I got a make out session for as long as I want?"

★Haechan:

•At first, no one could tell if you were friends or not;

•You competed with everything you could for years now, Hyuck knew how to make you lose and made a point of winning every time, whether in a test, sports or any activity;

•One day you got tired of it all, making it clear to him that you didn't care about it anymore, and that sent him into a fit;

•His friends consoled him that this was his final victory, but he knew well that he wanted to win you instead. Pride made him say nothing 'till the moment;

•He chased you for days and you just ran, until you had no choice when he pinned you to the wall of an empty hallway: "You really are very stupid for not understanding what I wanted all of this time";

•Sure had a lot more drama until yall finally bring fellings out and started dating, a relationship full of silly little fights and a lot of teasing on both sides, this time with some kisses, caresses and loving words in between;

•"I admit you won, look who you made fall in love with you."

★Jaemin:

•You had your reasons and he had an (toxic) ex he wanted to win back, a little gossip going around and you ended up in a fake relationship;

•The plan was doing great, everyone was getting what they wanted, or at least what you thought that you wanted;

•After weeks of "fake" dates, talking about your lives, sharing secrets and dreams, Jaemin couldn't care less when his ex showed up at his house: "Sorry, but There's no way, I'm completely in love with her."

•When he realized this, appeared the other day at school with a huge bouquet and an even bigger smile stating that dating would no longer be fake;

•You thought he could take it back later, but the kisses and declarations of love he gave you made it clear how right he was about It;

•"In the very first minute of our deal, my feelings already became real, it would be impossible not to."

★Chenle:

•It's not like anyone was really forbidding it, like arresting you at home or hiring a security guard to follow you around, but your parents made it clear that they were against it;

•His family, more modest, did not agree with the luxurious way that Chenle lived with his, who preferred that his son was with someone more similar;

•They imagined that this was going to happen, that's why they even took a while to start dating, but when they got together, there was nothing he wouldn't do for you;

•The boy was used to always getting what he wanted, and this time it would be no different, he would just have to change his strategy, like going on hidden dates, finding empty places at school and running away at midnight, it made everything harder, but more exciting;

•"You can't give up on us, it's hard right now, but I promisse I'll make it worth it."

★Jisung:

•You two been friends since the first day you can remember;

•Always inseparable, if one wasn't welcome in a group of friends then the other wouldn't even consider staying in it;

•They faced everything together, all the first experiences, like tests, graduations, parties, simply everything. Even first love, which Jisung took a long time to realize when feelings changed;

•He freaked out every time he saw some guy trying to hit on you, or when you seemed interested in another one, but he didn't want to confess and look like a silly teen that ruins the friendship;

•You're the one who had to admit you liked him first, or you'd never start dating. And everyone, including the families, loved it.

•It doesn't changed much in reality, apart from the kissing/toching and your parents no longer letting you stay alone in your bedroom for so long.

•"I can't wait to spend my whole with my best friend."

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sillypiratelife · 5 months

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The more I think about it, the more insane the first Mihawk and Zoro encounter is.

Mihawk adopted Zoro right in front of Zeff and went directly to tell Shanks about it???

No, but seriously. There's no way Zeff didn't feel a bit invested in the chaos. He saw Zoro giving his all for his dream and he knew that's how Sanji was too, it's just that Sanji gave up for some reason guilt. It was not only Luffy who convinced Zeff that he needed to kick Sanji out of the Baratie and sent him sailing with those idiots, but also freaking Zoro.

Zoro addressing Luffy as the pirate king in front of everyone??

Fever whenever I think of how you could say Mihawk proclaimed Zoro as Luffy's first mate on the spot. He really said "you two came in the same pack. good". It's like? Oh look, the kid I just adopted is besties with the kid of one of my friends. How convenient.

Mihawk's tiny baby knife. It reminds me of the knife Luffy cut his cheek with when he wanted to prove to Shanks that he was ready to sail with him. Except both Zoro and Luffy gained their mentors' respect, meaning that Shank left Luffy with a hat that identified him from there on, while Mihawk left Zoro with a giant scar all across his chest as the promise Zoro must fulfill to Mihawk.

The fact Mihawk identified Luffy from Shank's stories and he judged Luffy also based on his compatibility with Zoro??????? Sure, only the pirate king would be worthy of having the greatest swordsman in his crew.

Sanji. Sanji's reaction to the whole thing. The desperation in his voice. I still can't believe it was the way Sanji was truly introduced to Zoro. Of course they are not normal about each other. Sanji was screaming for Zoro to give up so he wouldn't die and Zoro was asking for death so he wouldn't be defeated.

"Why are the fighting all the time?" MAYBE BECAUSE THEY STAND DIRECTLY ON TWO OPPOSITE SIDES IN THAT MATTER???

There were already two swordsmen following Zoro?? Calling him big brother?? There were five young men around Zoro's age there and he absolutely didn't disappoint in guiding by example? It was a Zoro masterclass on how to be a strawhat. What a time to be alive.

I just love that everyone was losing their mind over Mihawk and his powers and Zoro just. Jumped to face him. Mihawk told him YOU ARE A KID and Zoro proceeded to impress Mihawk so hard, the man became a fan. It's? Simply?? Idk, idk!

Sanji's family remembers Zoro and Luffy like that. Do you understand what that means? Ussop was kinda there and Nami didn't make the best of first impressions, but Luffy and Zoro made a total show. At that point, Zeff was the kind of dad who almost forced his kid to befriend the other kids he thinks that will be a good influence.

Which again. Insane.

Luffy ready to throw hands over Zoro did not surprise me. The intensity of his panic? The hurt on the way he screamed Zoro's name? He was sweating, using all his willpower to control himself and not interrupt Zoro's fight, he was cursing Mihawk and going wild and— I cannot breathe whenever I remember how Luffy met Zoro, how their friendship started. No one else knows that Zoro was on a Marine base CRUCIFIED. Some freaking pulling this Jesus out of the cross and taking him with me to see the world shit going on here.

The whole Zoro basically crucified image and the whole cross imagery with Mihawk and— I'm not going that route today, sorry.

THE VOW. THE VOW. THE VOOOOOOOOW.

WERE YOU WORRIED ABOUT ME?

AND HE WAS.

The way Sanji calls back to the vow when he criticizes Zoro in Alabasta for being worried about Luffy losing. The Zoro Sanji knows is the one who raised his arm and called Luffy the pirate king, the one who vowed to never lose again to not worry Luffy. Sanji was not happy to see Zoro so out of himself and in a weird (their) way, he was reassuring Zoro. Ugh. My brain hurts.

But then again, Zoro was acting exactly how Luffy acted before. The first fight of Luffy vs Crocodile is clearly paralleling the Zoro vs Mihawk first encounter. I'll need a therapist after this.

I'm just now reading the version of the manga and not the anime and wjdnkdbfjej I just—

The end(?)

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elk96 · 8 months

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No Better Way to End a Day

Cillian Murphy x female reader.

Warnings: umm, work stress? a slight hint of angst, and some suggestive context-also, English is my second language.

You are going through a tough day(week) especially at work, and so your nerves are...kinda really bad, so you snap at your boyfriend, who tries to make things right.

Just a little something to get us all through the day, Ig

"Coffee at this hour babe? How will you fall asleep at night"? Cillian asked, coming down from your room.

You sighed heavily as another thunder almost shook the whole house. Taking a sip from your coffee, you counted in your head all the things you had to do until night. Finish work. Clean the windows. Iron Cillian's clothes and yours, fucking find a way to hold your job-but your boss had suddenly gone nuts, nothing was good enough, everyone was irreplaceable. Your coffee was cold, you realized, but you gulped it down anyway. Heating it felt like too much work for your already worked up nerves.

"I won't, that's the fucking point"!

"Okay…I'll go out, have a beer with the lads".

"'Kay", was all you answered.

Cillian stayed there staring at you for a moment, keys jingling at his hands. He opened his mouth to say something before an angry glare of yours prompted him out of the door.

And just like that, he was gone. And you were stuck home. With all the chores. And all the work.

With a deep sight you finally found the strength to get off the couch, and sit in front of your computer. The first notification you found was a text from a colleague of yours, which informed you of a new interview of all employees in the company.

Fuck.

But you had done nothing wrong -to the contrary, you were exceptional at your job. Until your supervisor didn't like your face or something.

I look like shit and I feel even worse.

I look like hell 'cause I'm going there first, you sang in your mind.

In a catatonic state, just as the rain had subsided into silent drops, you finished all your programmed work. It was nearly 11 at night when you emerged out of your "office".

Cillian came home at the same hour too, scaring the life out of you as you headed to the laundry room.

"Fucking hell"! you cursed breathily.

"Sorry", he answered with a smile. "I'll go get changed and I'll come for dinner", he added and leaned to kiss you on the cheek.

Dinner? What fucking dinner? You'd been working all day, he was out partying and fooling around, but that didn't matter, you were supposed to have cooked dinner on top of that. As if you hadn't told him not to eat all the soup at lunch.

You're being irrational, you thought to yourself as you stormed to the only place you'd have some privacy: the bathroom.

Banging the door closed behind you, you slid slowly to the floor against the wall, pressing your head on your knees.

It wasn't his fault, any of it, you complained to your stupid self. He had a wonderful afternoon well earned. Before your worked up nerves got the best of you, you heard a soft knock on the door.

"Baby? What's wrong? Y/ N? Did I do something"? Cillian asked softly, making you scrunch your face in regret. With heavy steps you got up, opening the door and falling in his arms.

"I'm sorry", you wailed.

Cillian rested his chin on your hair, brushing his fingertips against your shoulder.

"Let's go to bed huh? And we'll talk about it, and cuddle".

"I'll cook something quick first", you sighed, accepting your faith.

"I ordered Mexican," Cillian smiled and ushered you to your bedroom. He threw his clothes on a chair quickly before pulling you to the top of the bed, arranging the pillows and throwing a blanket over your bodies.

He kissed you on the temple softly.

"If you wanted me to stay tonight, you could've said so, you know I would've without a second thought", he murmured.

Cillian looked at you with that hurt look in his eyes, complaints and love lying within them. He always gave you that puppy -eye look when he wanted to convince you of something.

"Nothing important, I was just childish", you answered. You'd been together for the last 3 years, but still, you hated the idea of him knowing you had such an attitude all day long because of fucking work stress.

"Is it your boss again"? he nevertheless guessed.

"We'll be interviewed tomorrow, all of us. He tries to figure out who's the easiest to sack".

"Don't worry you silly. You're the best there, everyone praises your skills and devotion".

"I'm just anxious, I know it's stupid, but still. And tired. I was working all day long", you said, pressing your head firmly against his shoulder.

"I know Y/LN", he said sweetly. "It's just a bad day though, it will pass".

He reached on the bedside table, pulling your favourite chocolate out of it.

"Especially with some help", he smirked and you immediately bit off a chunk of it.

"I'm sorry I snapped at you like that".

"You scared the shit out of me", Cillian chuckled. "I spent half my time with the lads trying to figure out what me and Dave had done wrong with our girls".

You smiled at his last words, you loved the pet name. "My girl", he'd always call you while he finished, and you'd usually reach another high at this point. You shivered at the thought of it, and Cillian, somehow reading your mind again, placed a burning kiss on your neck. He nipped on your skin, sucking a large purple mark. He lowered his head to your collarbone, bringing his hand to caress your breasts.

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"Don't worry", he smirked. "I won't do anything tiring", he whispered in his dark voice as he moved to settle between your legs.

"Cillian!", you squealed. "What about the food"?

"Oh,I'll eat that too".

"No, I mean what if it arrives during-

"Let me take care of that sweetie. You just relax".

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You were just catching up your breath when the food arrived, Cillian carrying it like a trophy to bed along with all necessities so this little gesture didn't end up a complete disaster. You practically buried your face in your plate. He had ordered just right: chicken wings, country style potatoes with bacon and cheese sauce and tacos with yogurt dressing.

"I'm sorry I was like that", you said again, stuffing your mouth with chicken.

"Hey", Cillian scolded you. "Stop thinking about it, will ya? I too am a fucking prick when I'm under pressure".

You gave him a half smile, knowing deeply in your bones that this wasn't true. But it wasn't your regular behaviour either -hence his troubles thoughts- so you decided you could forgive yourself.

Cillian chuckled as you tried to fit all the remaining potatoes in your mouth, and got quickly downstairs to wash the dishes and clean everything. He returned to find you sat on the edge of the bed, playing with your thumbs.

"'D you wash your teeth an' all"?

"Yeah. I still have too much tension though, for some reason", you added bitterly. Your head was heavy with exhaustion but, of course, why would you have it so easy as to get some damn sleep?

Cillian cupped your cheeks tenderly, peppering your face with kisses before he carried you in his arms to the bathroom. He put up your hair in an -acceptable?- attempt of a ponytail before stopping you off your little clothing.

"After you ma' am", he motioned, and followed you into the shower. The warm water felt better than a heavy, heated blanket.

Cillian massaged your shoulders lightly, pressing kisses all over you, whispering sweet nothings in your ear. No better way to end a day, you thought, until you felt his erection pressing against your ass.

"Something got you excited Mr. Murphy"? you asked playfully, yet in a manner that you hoped discouraged his plans. A little while longer and you might as well melt under his touch.

"Perhaps it's time I taught you about the benefits of vanilla sex Y/ N", he whispered against your neck, turning off the shower.

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blerb-f1 · 11 months

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This one goes out to @leclerking and their lovely anon! I saw that ask and suddenly felt compelled to write my first FF in like 10 years. Hope it ain't too bad because golly gee i haven't written since it was actually 2011. I also don't know how to do this Tumblr thing so i hope it works lol. Also, i kinda ignored parts of the prompt but not like purposely but i really can't do that because that isn't my personality and your girl is struggling. Anyway, enough rambling. I hope this is fine still.

RBR!Sebastian Vettel x Ferrari!Fem!Reader

Y/N stood in front of the hotel rooms mirror, desperately trying to force her hair into some kind of suitable hairstyle. Something that wouldn't make her look like an absolute buffoon. Something that would convince her team that she was a viable member coming into the future.

Currently, life sucked. Ferrari was rethinking her staff contract quoting "Cost Cutting Measures". Cost Cutting her ass, more like saving money for the execs to waste on vacations or something. Additionally, her mother had started jumping on the whole "Married by 22, kids by 25 train" and started calling her a withering vegetable that no one would like. Telling yourself that you, you're a cool rock and nothing hurts you is one thing, but having your mother repeat mean thoughts iis different. That shit sticks. Couldn't a Gal enjoy her life for a moment before settling down?

Y/N finally gave up, resorting to her hair just staying loose with some spray on glitter on top. That stuff would stick everywhere but nothing would be able to worsen this day by now. Her dress already almost entirely covered in glitter, she felt like it almost was a wall against all the outside forces, which were ready to fight her. Especially that walking, lovable, hateable nuisance called Sebastian Vettel with his cursed curly hair.

One last breath. Air in, air out. 'You got this', she muttered while checking her appearance one last time.

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As it turned out, she didn't got this. Seeing her Ferrari Coworkers all happily dancing, enjoying her life, while her great F1 Dreams were sitting on a knife's edge drove her mad. Sebastian had sent her a wink along with a cheeky expression coming from the Red Bull table. Normally she'd be ready to throw hands at him. Maybe steal a touch then and there. But not today. She was about to follow her dream of working for her Idols Team.

She sat in the darker part of the stage, eyes still focused on Sebastian as she saw movement at the Mercedes Table. Michael Schumacher had gotten up and walked towards Sebastian. Seeing those two together always irked her weirdly. Schumacher was her Idol, Sebastian was the rude thought that woke her up at night.

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"ANOTHER WIN FOR VETTEL!" the announcer screamed loudly, his voice penetrating Y/Ns Ears badly. She pressed her hands on top of her ears as she saw her favourite Nuisance approaching, not that she'd ever let him know. His smug grin practically made her blood boil.

He stared into her eyes, savouring the defeating expression she showed.

"Well, Schatz, what do you say now, huh? Need me to show your Team how to drive a car?"

She sighed. He always called her Schatz which grated her nerves badly.

"Oh Honey, don't need you to do that. But you'd better go ahead and give your car the stroking she deserves. Kinky Kylie has the only ass you'll ever get close to and she deserves it after carrying you to victory"

Y/N crossed her arms, giving him a disapproving expression. Sebastian's Eyes widened for a short second before returning to his usual smug grin. "At least Kylie runs well. Never seen a Shitbox like yours." He turned around to leave before facing her one last time : "You know, your ass could be the next one if you'd like?"

Y/N scoffed. "In your dreams, Vettel."

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Michael seemed to talk to him about something. Important Driver things propably. Weirdly though, he kept glancing in her direction as if telling Sebastian something related to her? Did he hear about her getting axed? Telling him that this Nuisance would be gone? 'No, unlikely 'Y/N thought.' Michael Schumacher wouldn't do something like that. Not to a staff member.' Nonetheless, her thoughts kept spiraling and tears started threatening to spill out of her eyes.

She quickly collected her purse and rushed to a side hallway, sinking down on the cold ground as large shimmering droplets started spilling down her face.

Life sucked. What was she supposed to do? She left school and started working for Ferrari. She didn't have any other plans, this goddam Team was her Dream!

The woman leaned against the wall, the cold surging through her thin dress as a cold stream of air hit her shoulders. She opened her teary eyes and glanced in the direction of the cold stream. Of course, he had to appear. Sebastian Vettel in the Flesh. He quickly stepped towards her with an almost concerned expression on his face. Concerned? He? For her? Y/N tried to bite on her lip to stop the tears from spilling but-

"Don't". His voice being so much much gentler than usual. "That only hurts but doesn't stop the tears"

She scoffed. "Why do you care?"

Sebastian slid onto the ground next to her. "Because I can't stand seeing a pretty girl like you crying. Who made you cry like that?" he asked before turning towards her. His face returned into his usual cheeky grin. "Or are you crying because you can't have me?"

"Shut up Vettel" she managed to mutter in between sniffles before grabbing a tissue to wipe her tears.

Sebastian relaxed against the wall, staring at Y/N. "Tell me what's going on. Crying won't do shit, you know. Gotta tackle those issues before they blow up more than they already do."

She just stared at him again. "Why" punctuating each word. "Do you care?"

"MaybeIDontWantToSeeYouCry" he quickly answered.

"Weren't you happy to see me cry after a race?"

"That's different. So, What's up? Talk or I'm telling Michael to solve this." He gestured widly.

Y/N blew her nose before finally giving up. No chance of winning today. She stumbled over her words for a second before finally speaking.

"Ferrari wants to axe me. And mom threatens to disown me if I don't get married soon."

"Oh"

Of course. He wouldn't give her a real answer. This stupid-

"Oh Schatz." Sebastian spoke. "That's a tough situation you got there. I don't know why Ferrari would want to let you go but honestly, their strategies are sometimes stupid as fuck so I'm not surprised. And you, getting disowned, because you aren't married yet?"

Y/N stared at him wide-eyed. ".. Yeah"

Thoughts seemed to rattle in his brain as he noticed Y/N starting to shiver in the cold room. Slipping out of his jacket before draping it over her shoulder which gained him a bewildered expression.

"That's more like the Y/N I like, you know. No tears."

".. You like me?"

"I uhh" he blushed. "I never said that! But I can't have you gone from F1, that won't be the same without you. I could talk to Christian. If you'd be fine with Red Bull of course?"

Y/N still was bewildered. He…actually liked her? Enough to talk Christian Horner into letting her join? She felt her stomach churn at the thought of leaving the Ferrari and joining Red Bull of all Places. But somehow the idea of staying with him sounded nice. Very nice.

"You mean it?" she asked, pulling the jacket tighter.

"I do." Sebastians Expression was very serious. She'd never seen him like that before. Not smug or teasing but honest. This was enough to convince her to give in. She let herself sink onto his shoulder, hands falling into these damned soft looking curles as her face laid against his neck. He only felt his neck heat up more before letting his hands rest on her waist.

"Does that mean Yes?" he asked, almost shyly.

She learned forward and pressed a Kiss against his Lips, Hands locking into his hair. "Is that enough of an answer?" His brain was long gone, melted. Flirting was great. He was great at it but Y/N made his Thoughts go wild. Kind words turned into teasing mean remarks but that somehow worked out well didn't it? As his own hands slid through her glittery hair, Y/N asked a Question:" What were you and Michael talking about there?"

The difficult one. Mean question.

"He noticed you looking down and asked me to check on you, quoting you'd be embarrassed by someone older doing it or something"

She hummed against his chest, reveling in the warmth that his body provided. "I guess the Marriage Issue is also solved."

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After almost one long hour Sebastian and Y/N emerged from the corridor, looking noticeably more disheveled / covered in glitter than before while stealthily trying to return to their seats. Corinna, who said next to her Husband, sent him a warm smile." See? I was right about them. You know, Was sich liebt, das neckt sich."

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TL:

'Was dich liebt, das neckt sich.' German proverb meaning people who love another tease another

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justwonder113 · 1 year

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Hey! First of all I love u and your work! I'm your biggest fan. Secondly, I was wondering if you could write funny one shot about Tsukishima and reader, where reader is new in college, she's confused about whole thing and gets lost and accidentally walks into the boy's bathroom where we know who she meets😜👀 Thank you in advance!!

Aww thank you soo sooo muchhhh!!!!!!!! I literally love this ask so much and I really hope you will like it.

WARNING: Enemies to lovers-ish. Some usual amount of cursing because I have no control. Kinda suggestive but nothing over the top. Teeny tiny manhandling. Please let me know if I missed anything.

You have never felt more ashamed and ridiculous in your whole life. At this point you just wanted the earth to open up and swallow you whole. You were sure you could never look it Tsukishima's eyes after this, if he ever let you down that is.

You were just searching for a girl's bathroom, and instead you walked in on Tsukishima who was, by the looks of it trying to get some type of stain out from his shit while being completely shirtless, and let's just say you wanted ground to open up and swallow you whole.

Tsukishima Fucking Kei! You would have felt less embarrased and mortified if it was literaly anyone else, knowing your luck it had to be him, the boy you have despised all your life, but somehow still ended going to the same college as him.

The worst part was that you couldn't help but let your eyes wonder. He sure was a sight for sore eyes and it was pissing you off. You wanted to force yourself to look away, you really did but somehow you just couldn't force yourself to it was as if your body had a mind on it's own.

"God at least take me out for dinner first, before you eye fuck me like thay, that's the common decency. Chivalry is dead after all huh..." His snarky remark and shiteating grin forced you to snap out of your trance and remind you once again that you hated his guts. There was nothing philosophical about your attitude towards him, he was just a dick who loved getting under your skin and making everything hard for you, so naturally, here you were, blood boiling at the mere sight of him.

"You wish asshole"-you rolled your eyes and turned your back and headed towards the exit. While muttering and cursing how this place was so confusing. You were about to walk out when you saw all to familliar figure approaching, and let's just say the color drained from your face. It was one of your relatives, who also happened to attend this college. Normally you wouldn't be so put off by the idea of seeing them but now you were in the really compromising situation. If they saw you leave the boys restroom, to which he was clearly headed for, and saw you and shirtless Tsukishima,it would most definitely lead to most awkward family drama. Some of them rooted for you and Tsukishima as a couple since you've known each other since forever but it was not on the table and would never be.

You quickly closed the door and started panicking "Shit, Shit, Shit! I need to hide!" You were frantically searching for a place you could hide. If you had to walk into a boy's restroom couldn't have it been a normal one where there are stalls or something?

You head Tsukishima mutter something about your being a handful but before you could prostest you were hoisted up on the countertop like you were a ragdoll of some kind. Your mouth went agape, you had no clue he was that stronf. But besides the point, what the hell was he doing? " Follow my lead." He quietly muttered to you so you two wouldn't be heard. He put both of your legs around his waist, you were so confused you just let it happen, you were too occupied by trying to keep your heart at bay. You were unsed to sudden proximity with him, especially when he was still shirtless. You were pretty sure you were beet red and by the smirk he gave you he knew what his actions did to you.

One of his hand reststed against the wall next to your head and he leaned in so that he was hiding your figure from the door. His other hand reststed on your cheek. He put his thumb on your lips and as soon as the door handle clicked he put his lips on it. You closed your eyes, as much as you hated to admit it having him this close, holding you up like this were really messing with you.

Looking at how ashamed and bashful you felt you were starting to think that maybe it would be better to listen to your family nag than to be here in this situation but what could you do now. You really were wondering if Tsukishima could hear how loud your heart was beating.

The biggest wonder to you was that you were feeling slightly aroused? Tsukishima Kei was the most off-putting person in your book so the sudden spark of wanting was beyond your comprehension.

Maybe it was because of his looks? He was really attractive you were not blind after all. He was hot and shirtless and he had as it turned out really hot body. And the smell? You couldn't have imagined yourself to be attracted to how someone smelled and here you were now.

It was the smell, yes, you were feeling attracted to him because of his smell, it was no wonder! It's common knowledge that most perfumes have pheromones in it so that it can attract opposite sex. That's what's up.

You heard the door open but you couldn't see anything, in panic you pulled Tsukishima even closer so that you could hide your face better. You could feel the asshole smirk against you, and you really shouldn't have pulled him towards you because now despite his plan to fake the kiss part of your lips was actually touching. You two looked into each others eyes, both of you baffled by the sudden contact and everything just snapped.

"Fucking occupied" Tsukishima grunted out before taking his hand that was acting as a barrier before and slowly slid it down to finally rest on your neck, making you shiver. He looked at you for a second as if asking for your approval and upon seeing your face he just smashed his lips against yours, and you immediately returned the kiss, feeling your body set ablaze.

If someone had told you that you would be in this situation twenty minutes ago, maybe even five, you would have gagged at the thought. But now that you had him against you, kissing you like there was no tomorrow, like he needed you to breathe... You were starting to realize that maybe you didn't hate him as much.

"I fucking hate hate you" you muttered against his lips when he leaned back to let you catch air, your chest was heaving, you could barely breathe, already hooked on the feeling of his lips against yours. You didn't even care anymore if anyone saw you or what would happen now.

"whatever you say doll" he mused back at you and sealed your lips against this time more tenderly but with the same passion and vigor.

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When you finally went out of the restroom a little while after. The atmosphere between you two was kind of awkward but both of you felt content and satisfied. Some things clearly needed to be discussed between you two and you were not sure how to start or what to do.

You were about to say something when you heard the most dramatic gasp ever. Yep, you fucked up. You sighed as you watched your relative head towards you with shock written all over their face.

"Fuck my life."

"Have fun explaining that doll" Tsukishima smiled and kissed your cheek. If you thought your relative was shocked now their eyes freaking doubled in size. Tsukishima smiled at them and mouthed something about lectures, he leaned towards you. " By the way you owe me a date, friday 7pm sharp I'll pick you up." He said that and literally left. Honestly what a prick you couldn't help but smile to yourself.

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OH sorry sorry I forgot to put it, sugar list ^^

『pertaining to this customer’s previous ask, thanks! The info is much appreciated! Let’s get to work, ah?』

400 Follower Milestone Event — Longan Dragon Cookie

The following letters, C O Q and X from… the Sugar list! 🍡 Time to get fluffy!

🍡 C \\ Cuddles :: What are cuddles like with them?

Longan isn’t a cuddly cookie by default— nor are they romantic in the slightest bit.

However they curse the damn ancients for fucking putting you here. Why do you distract them so??

It’s like a love hate thing with cuddling.

Longan, if not preparing for total damnation, can be found lounging in their abode, hanging with the clams and some of the floating eyeballs.

You walk up to them as they sit on their throne and pull off the best puppy dog eyes imaginable and you go,

“Longan? 🥺” “Yes? What do you want?” “Can we cuddle? 🥺” “No. 😒” “Pleeeeease?” 🥺🐶” “Y/n, I said no.” “cue whining noises 🥺😫” “ugh… fine, you win… this once.” “Yay! 🥹 😁” “Hush with that, or I’ll change my mind.”

You’ll have to initiate too. They’re lazy like that. Not because they’re trying to be, they just don’t know what to do.

Even if you hug them, if they return it, it’s kind of stiff. Slowly edge them into the warmth you have to bring. They’re the type to move in baby steps with this kind of thing anyway, despite him not even liking as much as one would hope.

But soon, they’ll warm up. It’s inevitable. Their feelings switch around on position. Sometimes they want to hold, other times they want to be held.

They like it when you straddle them, kind of hugging their head so that it rests either in the crook of your neck or your chest.

As much as they would hate to admit… they grow into it and start to take a liking to your cuddles 🧡

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🍡 O \\ Oh joy! :: Do they show their feelings to their s/o before they confess? How do they court their s/o?

Longan keeps their emotions well hidden.

They believe that these feelings are a distraction, and stays in denial for a long time.

The other dragons have to piss them off so hard to make them understand. Pitaya is the main culprit.

“Oh come on, Longan Dragon! You’re in love, aren’t cha?!” “Of course not, shut your mouth.” “You actually sssat with the newbie today don’t lie to me!” “PITAYA-

proceeds to sit in their bedchamber and fucking sulk

Longan actually wouldn’t be the first one to confess either, they would wait for their s/o to do it first.

They have a strange way of confessing and or agreeing with their s/o’s feelings.

They’re s/o confesses, and then Longan returns by saying,

“I like you and anyone who gets in my way might get a handful of some shit or stay heavy hearted. Be mine and everything will be fine,” followed with a bone crushing hug.

My… how charming! 😅

They court using old customs used by all dragons— gifts.

Particularly stuff from their hoard, which is actually quite neat and tidy. They keep a lot of gold and other shiny trinkets, jewelry, that like.

They also count as possessive gifts, some of them, namely rings or necklaces. They sometimes ask you to wear something that they gave you if you two go out somewhere.

Genuinely though, most of the stuff they get you is actually real. No fake shit. Very pretty as well, they’re very selective with the stuff they choose to gift you with.

Anything with fine quality, and anything they took a liking to. They think of your reaction, your eyes, your smile, the way your cheeks glow that innocent shade of pink, your rosy lips—

They kinda get carried away and get lost in thought whole just standing as still as a board in their board.

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🍡 Q \\ Quiet :: What is their confession like? Do they loudly announce it or write it down?

Very subtle.

Again, Longan is very good with their emotions.

If anything, the courting above explains most of that they do, as well as allow some of the eyes to keep an eye on you (get it?)

Their confession tho is kinda spooky…

You get a handwritten note from a clam, and it tells you to meet them somewhere.

Like you do, you would. They seem to like the nighttime ambiance, and likes the moon, so they thought it would be fitting to confess to you at night.

They don’t really do anything too extravagant, they don’t bring anything with them, they don’t prepare anything, they just want you to meet them somewhere nice and quiet.

Maybe under a tree or in a plain, under the moonlight in the grass, making causal conversation.

But, again, Longan isn’t the first to confess, they don’t really tend to make the first move. Not because they don’t want to but because they are apprehensive.

Underneath that stony exterior is the knowledge that they are immortal— a dragon. They know they will outlive you, and as a result, is scared to fall in love with you. They know you will die someday, and that you will leave them.

They really don’t want that. If they could try and find a way to keep you alive, they would. If they could find a way to prolong your lifespan, they would go to the ends of earthbread to hunt whatever that could be down.

But they’re not going to reveal that. That’s for you to find out.

In the end though, they’re very quiet about their confession (that’s rather a response to your confession if you so choose,) and would want to try and talk to you in a private space where they know they couldn’t be found or disturbed.

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X \\ XOXO ❤️ :: How affectionate are they? Are they into PDA are they private with their love?

No PDA. Absolutely not. ❌

Although they can’t be bothered with things such as gossip. Longan is also a shy fellow and doesn’t really like all the attention out in public places.

After all, they’ve lived a life of seclusion for the most part, they don’t really like people besides the other dragons, and again… solitude.

So. With that laid out, Longan can get overwhelmed pretty quickly.

They prefer privacy. Lots of it.

Maybe as much as the confines of their own nest. Even then, Longan is still incredibly stiff at first, however, Longan can give in at some point in time. You just gotta warm them up to everything, make them realize that they’re gonna be fine.

The closest that Longan can get to showing any kind of affection on their own accord is by watching movies with you.

Naturally, Longan would become sleepy as the movie went on, and as a result they would unconsciously do things they wouldn’t do.

Their head resting on yours, a hand softly roaming over your own or over your stomach, hugging you to their side as they kinda cuddled up to you in their cozy state…

They might fall asleep too, that never happens. They look down on you if you do that but they? Yeah, they’re tired. To think you would fall asleep in their presence? Do you have any kind of guard up at all to sleep near a dragon?

Certainly they don’t around a cookie like you, that just proves that they trust you.

Longan is all about action, not words, as they believe actions are more powerful.

On rare occasions though, there is another way that they show affection.

An ivory and gold ballroom within their abode, decorated with the finest serpent carvings, the eyes moving around gracefully, the clams having their own glowing fountains.

True elegance— made for the one percent.

Ballroom dancing with your dragon, they certainly believe that back in the old times, this was also a proper way of showing affection.

Proffering ghlibi style music, like music from Howl’s Moving Castle, a proper strong piece for a nice waltz.

You can actually see their face, their glowing golden draconic pupils within their void scleras, their ivory skin and silvery hair, smiling… just the slightest bit…

While they take you away in your ivory dress clothes you smile back as they hold onto your waist more tenderly.

With every twirl, every turn and every step do you feel their hope, the hope that’s almost shrouded by their damnation. Of course, you’re that light that softens their demeanor, their attitude towards the cold ever changing world.

Their grip on your hand, soft yet reassuring, you’re the only thing true in this world, one of the things they don’t want to change. 🧡

#infrawrites #infradelivers #400 followers event!#crob x reader #crob #crob headcanons #crk headcanons #crk x reader #longan dragon cookie #sfw alphabet #alphabet event #fluff #fluff headcanons

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24 to 25 days of SKZMAS | December 18th - Minho

pairing: Lee Minho x Reader

genre: rivals to lovers

synopsis: Lee Minho is a driven and loyal employee of JY Publishing. He has been working for the company for a while now and he is determined to finally recieve his well deserved promotion. Unfortunately, he is not the only one who has their eyes on the position.

warnings: light cursing

words: 1428

19th day of SKZMAS

December 18th

The evaluation day comes faster than Minho expected. He gets the notice in the morning that by the afternoon, he is required to finish all his assignments for the week and at 2pm, he has a meeting with the CEO. He briefly wonders if you will be there, too.

You managed to stay somewhat civil with each other. At this point, he is convinced you are his personal purgatory, sent by whatever higher deity there is, only to cause chaos and despair in his life.

“I've never seen anyone look at their fries with such hatred.” Jisung muses, taking a bite of his burger.

“What?”

“You haven't even touched it. It's good, though. If you don't want it, I'll be happy to help with it.” Jisung says with a shrug, but eagerly waits for Minho's response. He doesn't even mind that he kinda slipped up about stealing from his plate.

“You can have it.” Minho pushes it towards him. “I can't eat.”

“What, why?” Jisung asks, as if it was the craziest thing he's heard all day.

“The eval is in like 32 minutes.” he sighs. Not like he is keeping count of every minute passing. “And if I don't get the position, I'm done for. I might as well pack my things and clear my desk.”

“They wouldn't fire you.” Jisung says and he sneakily licks the ketchup off his fingers.

“Oh, they would.”

“Would not.”

“How are you so sure?” Minho asks in a mumble.

“Bro, you're seriously dense sometimes.” Jisung says, to which Minho only responds with a look. “Yeah, I know I'm the densest in the whole office, but you're, like, a pretty close second.”

“... what the hell are you talking about?”

“You will see.” Jisung says cryptically, wiggling his eyebrows. He believes in Christmas miracles.

Soon, Minho is standing in front of the CEO's office, squeezing one hand in the other and he tries to compose himself. He barely realizes that you've walked up to him.

“Are you also shitting yourself?” You ask with a nervous chuckle, hands shaking.

Huh. “Well, if you put it so eloquently… yeah, I am.” he responds and crosses his arms on his chest. “How are you?”

“I feel dead.” you respond with a tired sigh, circles under your eyes are a permanent accessory by now. “Or rather, I feel like I’m waiting for my execution.” you correct yourself. “How about you?”

“About the same.” Minho nods in agreement. Then, there is a moment of silence. “You did well.” he finds himself saying as he looks down at his feet.

“You did better.” you admit in defeat, looking away and folding your arms on your chest. He is annoying.

“I'd hope so.” he gives you a handsome grin, but he laughs it off. “Honesty, I have no idea. I guess we'll have to see.”

“I guess. Don't think I gave up, Lee Minho.” you scoff as you step in first to the CEO's office. “Good afternoon.”

The next fifteen minutes pass in a haze. The CEO rushes through your accomplishments, your extra work, and thanks you for your devotion. She seems completely uninterested in the topic, trying to get over it as soon as possible. You exchange a look with Minho a few times… he seems to be just as lost as you are.

And then, it's time for the CEO to announce the result of the assessment. And the winner is…

“Neither of us?” Minho asks in shock. Did he hear that right? Did she really hire someone new to fill the position?!

“But… we worked so hard for this!” you exclaim, trying hard to hide your disappointment and anger but failing.

“I am terribly sorry, but… in light of recent events, I doubt I could make a fair decision.” she says, lifting her nose. “Given your… romantic affiliation with each other.”

The two of you are completely speechless as you leave her office and you stand side by side in the hallway.

“This fucking sucks.” you mutter. “It’s all your fault!” you accuse him immediately.

“Mine?!” Minho asks, shocked by the sudden accusation. “I was just kidding, and I didn't see you complain about it!” he says, pointing a finger in your face, and he is willing to push it even more because, well, it is kinda his fault. “Is it because you're in love with me?”

“Me?!” You gasp dramatically. “You are the one who is obsessed with me and flat out lies to our supervisor that I have feelings for you!” You scream and you two are causing a scene. Good thing no one can see in this secluded corridor. “I cannot stand you! You are such a piece of shit!”

“You never said no.” Minho says, his grin suddenly widening. He takes a step towards you and you take one back instinctively. Then another one and another one, and before you know it, you are flush against the wall, Minho basically pinning you there.

“Oh, sweetheart, are you scared of me now?” he asks, voice low and a little raspy. He can't help it, you affect him just as much as he affects you.

“I ain't scared of you.” you roll your eyes but gulp visibly. You are sure this scene played in your dream before but that ended with the two of you hooking up. That would never happen in reality.

“Oh yeah?” Minho asks with a shit-eating grin. He can barely holback… but he wants you to make the first move. “Then prove it, baby.”

“I fucking hate you.” you mutter with disgust, before you grab him by his collar and pull him in a kiss.

Minho smiles in the kiss before his hands settle on your hips and he pushes closer to you, practically pushing you up against the wall. He kisses you harder, all his pent up frustration surfacing as you make out. He groans in the kiss, then pushes his tongue past your lips. Fuck, you're so good…

You grab him by his nape as you kiss away the anger, and you melt against his lips. Maybe the reason why you have been mean to each other was because you were unable to express your attraction otherwise. It also didn't help that the two of you have been competing since your first day here.

“So, you are into me, huh?” you ask between two kisses, hugging him close.

“You are into me.” Minho corrects and he holds you in his arms, pressing small kisses on your lips.

“What if we both agree to defeat.” you hum with a cocked brow. But deep down you tell yourself that he was the first to fall for you.

“Deal.”

To your absolute terror, the elevator door dings and someone steps out.

“Oh, shit!” Jisung says, quickly covering his eyes as if he could see anything indecent.

“It's just you.” Minho says with a sigh and you bury your face in his chest.

“A-am I bothering?” Jisung asks before he exclaims. “The promotion!! Did you get it? Did you both get it?!”

“No.” you chuckle, hugging Minho. You don't want to say it but having him is better than any promotion. “Neither of us got it.” you say instead. “Which is good, cause Minho wouldn't have been able to handle the stress.” you add cheekily. Bickering is your thing after all, it would be weird to stop once the two of you start dating.

“And you wouldn't have been able to handle me as a subordinate. You need me to spice up your life.” Minho says with a smirk, tickling your side.

“I would have liked to boss you around though.” you admit with a huge grin. Jisung keeps looking confused between the two of you. “Let’s go grab lunch? It's on Minho.” you say, intertwining your fingers.

“Yay!”

“You still boss me around.” Minho rolls his eyes but squeezes your hand. “Fine. Let's go, then.”

“Wait, I have to call- be right back!” Jisung rushes off, leaving the two of you in the hallway.

“So… does that mean you are coming to the party with me?” Minho asks with a half smile.

“We promised, didn't we?” you ask with a grin, swinging your hands between your bodies. “Aren’t we an item?” you ask with not well hidden hopefulness.

“A very expensive, annoyingly perfect one at that.” he nods before scrunching his nose and squeezing you against his side. He cannot wait to be everyone's envy at the Christmas party. You are definitely the best thing that happened to him.

to be continued...

#leeknow #lee minho #minho #leeknow au #minho au #stray kids au #skz au #skzmas #24 to 25 days of skzmas #mymercury #yourandromeda #leeknow x reader #bf-skz

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levi-ish · 2 years

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Hiii this is my first time asking for a request so I’m kinda nervous lol, but I was wondering if u could do a Levi x female reader where the reader has a stutter, like when she gets upset her stutter comes back from when she was a child (like Diego from umbrella academy if u have seen that show) sorry if this does not really make sense 😅 (love your writing btw)

hi! no worries, I love getting requests!! I’ll do my best, hope you enjoy!

bidding goodbye always left a void.

whether it was to old memories or experiences, and, specially people, the void only grew bigger and bigger.

but bidding levi goodbye made the void swallow you whole.

you had your own duties and served the scouting regiment with your whole soul, you didn’t care if you died in action, if you would become a tasty meal by the end of the day or if you survived, but when it came to levi, things were different.

you cared for him so much it hurt. it hurt your whole body and soul, and the fact that he was out there without you being able to fight by his side — thanks to an ankle injury that hadn’t fully healed — made you feel so anxious.

so so anxious that old habits that you bid farewell long ago started to resurface.

“f-fuck” you cursed as you knocked down a book from the library table.

you tried letting some steam off by training, but it didn’t work. then you rode your horse for a while, but it didn’t work. then you tried to master even more of your ODM gear, but it didn’t work. you then went to the library, to entertain yourself with some fiction, but guess what? it also didn’t work.

groaning in frustration, you noticed a commotion outside through the window and then it clicked; they had arrived. and with them came the melancholy of not knowing if they were actually back.

you rushed down the stairs and outside, running by a few of the cadets as your eyes searched frantically for him. even when levi had a small stature, he had his own aura that allowed him to be noticed every and anywhere, but no matter which direction you turned, he just wasn’t there.

you figured you’d wait, since the sadness surrounding was something you respected, knowing that some of your peers didn’t make it, and feeling the growing ache inside your lungs by the time the last horse entered the gates, he still wasn’t there.

“squad leader? why aren’t you resting?” a cadet approached, startling you.

“I-I w-was—shit” not now. “w-whe-where…”

“is everything okay? do you need anything?” the cadet pressed and you shook your head, growing more frustrated by the time.

“y-y-es, I-I’m f-ffff fuuuuuuck”

the cadet seemed confused and you just gave up, too stressed to deal with that along the anxiety of not seeing levi in the crowd.

your head started to spin as you tried to focus on not stuttering, the amount of noise making you feel dizzy and your ankle had just started to hurt once more. you covered your eyes with the palms of your hands and groaned rushing inside the headquarters, trying to find some peace.

but just as you turned to leave, you heard a stern voice right behind you “‘m not dead yet.”

you quickly spin on your heels and rushed to him, holding the collar of his shirt as levi stared back, confused.

“whe-whe-where w-were—”

“hey” he placed his hands on your wrists in a gentle manner.

“wh-what h-h-hap-" tears started to form in your eyes, blurring your vision as you got heated once more.

“hey.”

“y-y-you d-d" you kept on trying, the failure to speak making you feel even worse. “s-sh-shit”

“hey!” he shook you slightly, guiding you to some place where it was more vacant so you could feel safer. “breathe.”

you started crying, hands balling into fists as you lowered your head, sobbing quietly as he placed his thumbs right under your eyes, wiping away some tears.

“c’mon” he said softly. “it’s fine.”

you nodded, breathing in an attempt to recompose yourself.

“I-I didn’t see y-you t-the—fuck!”

“try again” he soothed you with his voice, rubbing your back. “no rush.”

you smiled at him, nodding to yourself as you whispered before speaking, trying to get the words together and sighing. he watched you attentively, comforting you every step of the way. he was there.

“I-I got worried” you managed to speak after a few attempts and he nodded.

“it happens” he leaned until both of your foreheads rested onto each other.

you smiled at him as you brought his hands to your lips, kissing his knuckles and snatching a slight smile, a rare occurrence of his.

he was there.

#levi x reader #levi ackerman #levi ackerman x you #levi ackerman x reader #levi headcanon

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lordrandreaming · 5 months

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Good day and excuse my keyboard, just HOW MANY times does the slutty monk man get dragon pregnant?? and are they all live births or eggs? I need to know for science 👀

I'm led to assume your asking about Wakase and Geto x3

For those who don't like it CONTENT WARNING: Mpreg, Mpreg birth discussion, yadda yadda don't like dont read

More under the cut~

So these two are CONSTANTLY at it because Geto is a horny little slutty monk man that missed Waka so much, he WANTS SO MANY KIDS!! You know, just cause!

Lol, jokes aside, Wakase and Geto have *canonly* 7 kids. The first being Tatsuya, the second is his sister Emiko, and from there, we have a set of twins, one by themself, and then another set of twins xD

I haven't picked names, let alone genders yet, but they have plenty of kids! Geto is that motherly type who wants to be pregnant 24/7.. So yeah, not going off of JJK canon and my own (where Geto lives his happy gay life with Waka and Gojo) Geto and Waka have all these kids year after year xD

Geto uses Curse Reversal so he can hop on that dragon dick as soon as possible and get LAID 👌 (haha get it? 👈👈)

But anyways, for the most part all of Geto's births are live! I love the prospect of a live birth, since I get to write about the struggle of bringing life into the world! (and everything inbetween 😋) messy, dramatic, that's what I love to write!

Geto is always ready for when the baby arrives, so he and Waka don't need human intervention to make sure their baby arrives safe and sound. Besides, Shoko is always lingering waiting for Geto to message her too! So she's also a valid option.

Geto has read alot, but nothing could prepare him for the real thing! Mimiko and Nanako are around, probably not in the room with him- since he doesn't want to scar them for life xD

Wakase is kinda useful? At first, anyways. With Tatsu Waka wasn't very prepared. Geto was more prepared than him, and he's the one giving birth!

It didn't go as smooth as either would have hoped, they had to clean up *alot* of blood and birth fluid after. Well, Waka was the only one, since Geto literally just gave birth to his son, so it's the least he could do.

Following the birth of their other children, it goes alot smoother! And faster. Since Geto's hips have become wider with each birth, it's much easier to push out a kid.

But, I have a certain AU where Wakase is much more curse like, so he has ears, horns, claws, paws, and a nice long tail! I haven't sat down to write anything yet, but, yes sir.. This would be the egg au!

In actuality, I haven't written anything! But.. Egg preg Geto is really fucking cute. He'd be just as round as he would normally be, but there is a lack of movement which concerned him until Waka tells him he harbors an egg! (Or more, maybe a whole clutch 👀)

It would start out like a normal pregnancy, maybe minus morning sickness! It wouldn't be as long, since it's not a normal pregnancy!

If Geto is pregnant with a clutch, there is the possibility that not all the eggs are fertile, so maybe Tatsu is the only egg that hatches after being laid.

Giving birth was easy for Geto, since it's eggs about the size of his hand, they are a beautiful metallic blue and super smooth. Cold to the touch too after having sat an hour outside of Geto's body.

Tatsu being the only baby that emerges out of his egg, Geto is absolutely distraught but knew this was a possible outcome since Wakase is such a specific kind of curse, there was the chance that none of the eggs would hatch. He's happy to at least have one, being Tatsu!

The only egg that actually grew, since the eggs didn't come out hardshell. All the other eggs remained soft while Tatsu's egg grew and expanded, hardening its shell after a week before he hatches out!

Tatsu comes out ADORABLE! He's got lil nub horns, cute lil pointy ears, smol claws and paws, and of course, a tail! Wakase is speechless looking at his son, meanwhile Geto is the one cleaning off the egg goopy and wrapping Tatsu in a warm towel before holding him and crying- he's very emotional!

For the rest of the soft shelled clutch, Waka and Geto construct a glass box with a velvet blanket that sits on a shrine in a room Geto has dedicated to his children. Tatsu is allowed back there of course! He did come from the clutch.

The next clutch has a higher hatching rate! Probably the whole clutch of 6! So Tatsu gets his siblings anyway 💙✨

Reguardless of AU, Waka and Geto get to have at least Tatsuya and Emiko. The other 5 children do not exist in canon, because the event's that take place do not allow that.

*cough* When Tatsu is 1, is when Geto ends up pregnant with Emiko, but he's only a month along and might not know he's pregnant. And this is around the time that he conducts the Parade of A Thousand Demons on Christmas Eve..

Everything progresses as should, Geto dies and gets taken over by Kenjaku, who finds out his host is pregnant! Waka is far from happy.. As he's alone with a one year old on Christmas. When Waka finds Kenjaku holding Tatsu, he is very displeased.. Since he knows immidietly that, this isn't Geto.

For the remainder of Kenjaku's pregnancy, he stays with Waka while planning his Culling Games, and collecting Sukuna's fingers.

After Kenjaku gives birth to Emiko, he bails. If he stayed, he would find out quickly that Emiko does NOT like him.. But he didn't! So Waka is left with a one year old Tatsu who's crying for mama, and a newborn.. Who cries alot.

Poor Wakase.. Died nine (to ten) years ago, only to be brought back as a curse, start a family with his highschool sweetheart, only have the children they had to be all that's left of Geto.

Tatsu grows up not knowing anything about Geto's disappearance, him and Emiko don't remember :(

But there is ANOTHER AU, where Geto has a whoopsie and goes through teen pregnancy because he and Waka are STUPID, and Waka dies before Geto can even tell him.. So Tatsu would be 10 when Waka comes back, and Waka doesn't even know that he has a son..

Emiko is conceived and born within the year Waka and Geto reunite, and they get to be a happy family! Emiko is a momma's girl, and is attached to him 24/7..

But the loss of Geto hits harder. Tatsu becomes super withdrawn, refuses to call Kenjaku 'mom' and doesnt even address him. Emiko, who is usually glued to Geto, refuses to be any where near Kenjaku. She would sooner run to Gojo than Ken!

It's easier for Kenjaku to bail on them, since he isn't stuck the whole 9 month's with Emiko, she hates him too! So no fuss no worries.. But that doesn't mean at night, when Waka, Tatsu, and Emiko are all cuddling.. That they all don't think about how much they miss Geto.

Another seperate AU has Kenjaku stuck with Waka and the kids, because OOPS! He winds up pregnant with Twins xD! So he stays and has to be mommy ✨

Another AU let's Geto and Kenjaku exist at the same time in seperate bodies! So Waka has TWO Geto's who are pregnant and needy and probably plotting against him, eachother, or both.. Either way! They get along decently (being stuck with eachother) and eventually neither of them minds.

If there is anything to gauge about this post.. Is PLEASE ASK ME ABOUT WAKASUGU!!! I'M SO HAPPY TO ANSWER THIS ASK MWAH MWAH ILY ANON PLEASE ASK MORE THINGS LIKE THIS!!

#mori answers #mpreg #geto suguru #oc: wakase nobutoshi #seven kids.. crazy #i didnt get into Mimiko and Nanako ending up as their babies but yeah that exists too :3 #thank you for the ask~

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wheelcr · 2 years

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i just wanna say rn that mike wheeler is that one lowkey pussy germaphobe, staying away from his friends when they're sick but he'll still have the heart to drop off some snacks or at least give them a call

and it's a funny story because i got the chicken pox when i was younger and he got it after visiting me a few days prior. that was when we were like 11 and he's been scared of sick people ever since

so i shifted to my stranger things dr with a small fever ( tbh i was just looking forward to joyce's treats or one of the older teens giving me a free movie to watch while i'm stuck in bed )

i was getting kinda sad because mikey would normally like call me once he finds out i'm sick and he'd keep me company over the phone, which clearly hasn't happened yet! and i was getting worried

was a lil spooked out to find mike, a few mins later, in the doorway to my room, holding four whole boxes of different lunchables in one hand, and my his favorite hoodie in the other

also snuck in a sweaty can of my fave soda even though i'm not allowed to drink anything too sweet or too cold

and i was fr just ??? that's weird.. that's suspicious.. so i obviously asked him like

"why are you here?"

"woah woah woah i thought you said i practically lived here" he gave me an offended look, cursing as he dropped one of the snack boxes

"yeah—"

"you don't ask people why they're in their own home"

"yeah but i'm sick and you're.. you know what i mean" i trailed off, not really knowing what to say, and mike was growing impatient and embarrassed? "no, i don't know what you mean. listen do you want the stupid soda or not?"

that obviously shut me up. i just nodded meekly and we went on to watch 'the breakfast club'. him occasionally whining about wanting me to play with his hair but gave up because i didn't wanna accidentally make him sick too </3

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thegreygale · 2 years

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So random AU idea: The Dragon Prince as RWBY.

.Ezran could be a Faunus with the explanation that Harrow is also a Faunus (a bird Faunus specifically shout out to Pip) and Sarai is human which is why Callum is also human

. Callus’s dad could have been a huntsman who died on a mission which is why Sarai ended up with Harrow

. Sarai is a huntress who died fighting a powerful Grimm(Sorry Avizandum) which is the boys’ motivation for becoming huntsmen

. Rayla could be an antelope Faunus due to the similarities between her horns and theirs(though if anyone thinks of something better feel free to add it or whatever these are literally just thoughts that I had at 2AM and am writing hours later 😅) her backstory can be similar to Ezran and Callum: lost parents to Grimm, has thirst for revenge, BUT with her she not only wants revenge against Grimm but also against the huntsman academies because she believes that her family was given a job that they couldn’t handle.

. Semblances are pretty simple here:

. Ezran: Peace Talks: Allows him to speak with and understand animals.

. Callum: Storm Soul: Allows him to channel his Aura into certain elements such as: Air, lightning, and water in order to create effects in the environment. This is the best way I could think to transfer his magic into Remnant without making him Oz’s reincarnation or something, bear with me.

. Rayla: Moonshadow(because when you’re given the perfect name for a semblance you just use it!): Allows her to turn invisible under certain conditions. Now this one is a little tricky with Remnant’s moon being shattered but so ATM the details are still fuzzy.

. Okay so this is where my idea starts getting a little….. ✨WILD✨ so brace yourself:

. First of all Viren and his family? Faunus, all of them. Because all of the talking about how elves and dragons consider humans to be “lesser beings”? Well let’s face it that sounds WAY too similar to how humans treat Faunus on Remnant to not have it be pointed out. So basically because of that I’m having Viren and his family, especially Claudia because frankly speaking the “humans know suffering at the hands of the elves from somewhere deep in their bones” thing could be rewritten to say “FAUNUS know suffering at the hands of the HUMANS from somewhere deep in their bones” and have it be a recruitment slogan for the White Fang.

. That being said there was something else that occurred to me that I frankly felt like would probably be the most fun/dangerous thing in the AU: Aaravos and Salem both exist.

. Basically speaking the concept here is that when Salem was first building her little cabal she came across a Faunus with ambition like hers, she trained him as one of her acolytes but unlike the others HE didn’t worship her, instead he was almost as manipulative and charismatic as her so she decided to do something with him: she gave him part of her magic. Now to a degree I know that there’s pretty much no way in hell that Salem would ever even consider doing something like that BUT she figured that it would be better to keep a close eye on him in case he ever went rogue so she figured that if she gave him the power he wanted and just waited for him to die she would ultimately get it back, no harm, no foul. But here’s where the concept gets kinda crazy (you should know that that means something if you’ve been reading up to this point) when Salem transferred her magic to Aaravos she also transferred part of the curse of immortality. This is because just like her magic the curse is attached to her soul. In finding out that he was now immortal Salem began thinking about ways to use Aaravos’ new condition to her advantage. This eventually lead to him being installed at the White Fang as a sort of false god of animals, bending the organization to Salem’s will indisputably.

Okay! So………. That’s a thing! I’m putting the idea and concept out there for honestly anyone to use…. Or change because this whole post is a mess…… I’m sorry. But yeah, seriously if you want to use this AU idea (or already have in a coherent way, which I can only envy you for) go ahead! I don’t really have any real plans for this idea but I still think it would be a cool idea for someone to run with so….. here😅.

#the dragon prince #dragon prince spoilers #rwby #rwby au #what is my brain #random

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ofpineapplesanddawns · 2 years

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Here’s another story for the urban explorer au (which should probably get a tag or something), based on several of my biggest fears because it’s spooky month and I want to write something unsettling. At least unsettling for me.

Warning: exploring an abandoned mine entrance, injury, attempted vampire hunting, please do not explore abandoned mines they are very dangerous places

On with the fic!

“I don’t like this, Peter. I thought that your whole... ghost hunting show thing was done in buildings and such, not places like this.” Lucian spoke as he stood near the entrance to the abandoned mine, one of many in this state.

Peter was adjusting the go-pro he had put on his head, this way his hands were free instead of holding his camera all the time. Just in case he needed to fight, Lucian had said that vampires did hide in caves and such if they had to, hard for sunlight to get in, which gave Peter the idea to do a special for his channel. He looked over at Lucian and shrugged. “Hm, sometimes urban exploring involves things like this. And it’s not just ghost hunting, it’s also vampire hunting!”

“I don’t know if there are any vampires here.” Lucian sniffed. “I can’t really smell anything.”

“Maybe it’s deeper inside.” Peter turned on his clip-on light and activated the camera once Lucian was out of shot, he never did like to be on film for safety reasons. “Ready?”

“I feel like I have no choice, but if anything bad happens, we’re getting out of there.”

“Yeah, yeah, safety first.” The actor rolled his eyes and then went into his usual intro, apologizing for the lack of footage of his beautiful face. He wanted his hands free in case he had to fight or anything like that.

He then discussed where he was, that he was at the entrance to an old gold mine that was left abandoned after the gold quickly dried up during the gold rush. There was also rumors of a deaths having happened, but those are normal for mines.

“Still, it could be haunted! And my associate, L,” since Lucian refused to let his name actually be said on camera, “told me that vampires lived in caves if they didn’t have much choice. And with this being sunny fuckin’ Nevada, seems about right for the safest place from the sun to be a spooky cavern. Let’s go and explore, my fellow hunters!”

He approached the entrance, where long-rusted chains laid on the ground, having broken after years of exposure. He went inside first and looked around with the light.

There was some graffiti on the walls, some empty bottles and trash, typical, just like the abandoned buildings. There was also what looked to be an old sleeping bag that seemed to have a rather unsettling smell, if Lucian’s disgusted curse in Romanian was anything to go by.

Peter stepped away from it and walked a little deeper, finding old, slightly rusted tracks for mining carts. “Think we’ll find a cart?” He asked.

“I don’t know, it’s possible.”

“I wonder if there is, I kinda wanna ride in it. Ya know, like somethin’ from a cartoon or whatever. And Indiana Jones! Didn’t they have to escape a bad guy in a mining cart!”

“I don’t know what that is.”

“Jesus fuck, babe, you need to watch some movies once in a while.”

“Any time you try to get me to watch something, you distract me with your hand on my-”

“ANYWAY!” Peter announced loudly, his voice echoing into the darkness. Somewhere further in was a small rattling sound, just faintly echoing off the walls.

Lucian stopped Peter, gently shushing him from behind. They stood quietly for a moment, listening, though Peter could really hear much except the sounds of water, dripping from somewhere within the darkness. He hated that his light only shown so much, he should invest in one of those really strong ones that get some fucking distance on them.

“Something is up ahead.” Lucian whispered close to Peter’s ear, making the man shudder.

“Right, uh, let’s investigate then, yeah?”

“Are you sure?”

“Come on, it’s, uh, it’s probably just the wind or somethin’. Maybe a cave animal bumped into a chain or whatever.” Peter didn’t want to admit that he was getting a little nervous. He had gone to a cave only once before, as a little kid on some big family trip, a few years before his parents were killed.

They went to mainland Europe with his aunt and uncle and their annoying kids, and one of the places they went to was a big cave that was a popular tourist spot. Peter remembered it clearly because he only liked two things about it, the bats on the ceiling and making jokes with his dad about the shape of the stalagmites and stuff.

He hated the rest of the trip because his cousins took him to a dark area, away from the tourist group, and tried to push him into a marked-off hole in the ground. His aunt and uncle were mad at him for making a scene with his crying and screaming to not be pushed into a bottomless hole.

He was sure there was nothing like that up ahead, they were made-made tunnels and stuff, he doubted he would fall into a black abyss, or that there was something living in the tunnel. Not like his cousins telling him that a demon lived in the cave because it was an entrance to Hell and he ate weird kids.

“Let’s keep going.” Peter said as he walked on ahead. He saw another light come on, glad Lucian remembered to actually bring the spare torch instead of relying on his lycan eyes.

They walked on, along the tracks, with Peter narrating things as they went. His talking sort of died down a bit the further they crept along, passing a split in the tracks that let to two tunnels.

It took Peter a few minutes to finally notice that he didn’t hear Lucian’s footsteps anymore.

“Babe?” He turned, hating how his voice sounded too small. There was no one behind him, and the way he came looked so dark, even with his light. “W-where’d you go?”

He heard something behind him, spinning back around. “The fuck was that?” He hissed, only the shout when he felt something icy cold touch the back of his neck.

On instinct, Peter ran.

He didn’t get too far, his foot caught on a something on the track and he slammed into the ground, hearing a crack, a pop, and he was plunged into an inky darkness. There was a hot pain in Peter’s knee and his shin where it had stuck the metal of the track and the ground. He could tell he was bleeding, fuck, fuck, fuck.

Sitting up, he found that his light was broken, touching at it revealed the light had a rock shoved into it, making it completely useless.

He was in a dark, abandoned cave, and he didn’t know where he boyfriend was.

And he felt like he wasn’t alone.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” He winced. “Babe! Where are you!? Help!” He called out, God, he hated this, he was so stupid, why did he think this was a good idea!?

What if there was a dangerous animal in here, what if there was a fucking vampire!? What had touched his neck!?

Suddenly, there was something glowing in the distance, and Peter was both nervous and relieved. Was it Lucian? Or was it something else.

“Peter?” Came a voice, echoing off the walls.

Oh thank someone, it was his wolfy man!

“Over here!” Peter called out, waving his hands. “Might need a bit of help, I took a nasty fall and broke my stupid light!”

“Hold on, stay right there!”

“Kinda can’t do much, busted my knee a bit, hurts to move it.” Peter winced, trying to bend his knee, nope, yeah, it hurt, probably bruised it something bad. At least it didn’t feel broken.

He heard loud, hurried footsteps and saw Lucian approach with his light. “Oh, you are a fuckin’ angel, you beautiful, wolfy man.”

“Oh, I am far from an angel, but I’m glad you’re safe. What happened, I thought you were behind me.”

“I thought you were behind me! Did we split at the fork in the tracks?”

“I believe so.” Lucian replied before helping Peter to his feet. “What happened to cause you to fall?”

Peter frowned. “Felt something touch my neck, it was probably just water or somethin’, but it scared the shit outta me and I sorta just... ran on instinct.”

“Good thing you fell when you did, or else you might have accidentally fell into that.” Lucian pointed the flashlight in the direction ahead of them. Ten feet away from where they stood, Peter could see what looked to be a rather large hole in the ground, clearly it had collapsed at some point, having taken some of the track with it.

He hobbled over to take a look with Lucian close behind, pointing the light down.

They couldn’t see the bottom.

“Ready to leave?”

“Yeah, fuck this place, let’s stick to buildings.”

I have a love-hate thing for caves and caverns. While I find them fascinating on a scientific and history level, the fact that we have never fully explored any of them due to dangers and such, we have no idea how large they really are, and the fact that you can so easily get lost and die in them horrifies me. Also, the dark, the darkness in a place like these nearly gave me a panic attack when I went to a popular cavern here in my home state and the fucking guide shut off the lights in this one area we were in and I wanted to cry (I’m deathly afraid of the dark).

Also, a demon in a cave because it’s the entrance to hell is based on a real one I went to a few times as a kid. It was actually the devil that lived in there. Though no, no kids tried to push me into a hole, but I did almost fall into one of the little water pools by accident.

Oh, I’m leaving it up to you what cold thing touched Peter’s neck and what made the noise deeper in the tunnels. :D

So, I hope you enjoyed this! Gave me a lot of uncomfortable feelings, haha.

#lucian x peter vincent #john's drabbles #good omens extended universe

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sherwoodknights · 2 years

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HAPPY BARRICADE DAY!!!

I have absolutely 0 new content to share with my fellow revolutionaries to celebrate

So instead I offer you my rather long and rambling notes I made after watching the Les Mis tour in Manchester a couple of months ago

Quick warning; They're absolutely feral and incomprehensible

Pre:

• Cafe Rouge for a meal beforehand. Very French, definitely felt like I could organise a revolution in there. Set the mood very well

• Lime Bar for drinks. Less mood-setting, but I did get a martini so it was worth it

• MERCH! Got a tote bag and a keyring along with the programme because of course I did

Act 1:

• Look Down did not shy away from attacking people damn. Many dudes got punched multiple times each, special RIP to the guy who got whipped 30 seconds into the song

• Okay yeah no I see where the Earl Carpenter hype comes from. His Bishop is pretty dilf-y

• Dean just kept wandering aimlessly in Soliloquy, idk if it's intentional I just noticed it.

• KATIE!!! BELOVED

• Yeah the foreman is completely hateable, I despise him, get your hands off her, that's enough sir

• I Dreamed A Dream 🥺🥺🥺🥺 need I say more?

• Also Fantine got thrown onto the floor at least 5 times in the space of about 10 minutes like girl are you good do you need me to punch some bitches for you

• Lovely Ladies was fun all things considered

• Except for the foreman showing up and being Fantine's first customer (he looks her up and down and calls her "the virtuous Fantine" again, which made me want to punch him even more and then throw up)

• The Arrest was fine, there was just one small moment where Nic's timing was completely out and it just annoyed me lmao

• There was a really cute moment at the end of Who Am I where not-Valjean gets set free and there was a woman (presumably his wife) who just ran to him and he did the whole "pick up and spin her around" hug and it was adorable

• Confrontation my beloved, the chain choreography was wonderful (and kinky, I'm not complaining)

• Castle On A Cloud was adorable, nothing more to say

• RIP to the dude who got bullied for the entire first verse and chorus of Master Of The House it was very funny

• My gender is the multiple dandies in Master of the House also, there were several and I loved them all

• "BYE COURGETTE" *proceeds to make out with his wife on the stairs while laughing like a madman* ugh thenardier my beloathed funnyman <333

• The little meet-cute between Cosette and Marius was adorable, he bumps Into her and she just Falls On The Floor and stares up at him, it's so sweet

• GAVROCHE PLAYING POLICE OFFICER WITH THE BATON HE STOLE AKSJSIEKEKE BELOVED I CARE

• I love Eniolras' logic during Red and Black of "confiscate Grantaire's alcohol.... but give it back to him two seconds later so he can make a dick joke at Marius' expense"

• THE AMIS PLAYING PIGGY IN THE MIDDLE WITH GRANTAIRE AND HIS BOTTLE AKSNEKSNSNDKDNDND

• There was this moment of just. silence. after the Lamarque news came and everyone found a seat and took a second, it really hit me in the feels for some reason

• One Day More. Iconic. Wonderful. Funny little marching.

Act 2:

• The barricade reveal was fun, very dramatic I loved it

• CURSE LES MIS TUMBLR FOR INFORMING ME OF EARL'S BARRICADE CHARACTER, I KEPT WATCHING HIM

• On a related note, Earl made guarding Javert his Job And Business™️ and kept getting annoyed at anyone who went near him, especially Valjean, who looked like he got a death glare

• Eponine was glorious and wonderful and radiant and everything good in the world, her voice was incredible (kinda reminded me of Eva Noblezada) On My Own and Little Fall Of Rain were equal parts beautiful and heartbreaking

• Drink With Me was great with the added Enjoltaire bonus of E being the one to reach for R, and R resisting and moving away

• GAVROCHE AND GRANTAIRE RIGHTS OH MY GOD I LOVE THEM SO MUCH.

• After Drink With Me, Grantaire went to his corner to stew in his drunk loneliness and existential crisis, but Gavroche just ran over to him and gave him the most adorable "I don't care if you're twice my height, I'll hug your damn knees if I have to" hug and Grantaire was stroking his hair and being a protective bro, then they settled together for all of Bring Him Home 🥺🥺🥺

• Gav flipping off Javert, yes my feral child, get him, destroy him

• And to immediately destroy that image, Gav's death was absolutely tragic, as expected. He finished the little bit of Little People stood on a railing on the barricade and then gets shot, where he falls in Enjolras' arms. Grantaire realises what's happened and races to Enj, who just silently places the body in his arms. R just sort of carried him to the corner of the stage, kept trying to shake him awake and stuff, and fucking collapsed, he was silently grieving over Gav through half of the battle.

• THEY ALSO SPOTLIGHTED EVERY GUY AS THEY DIED. THERE WAS NO MISSING WHO WAS GONE, THERE WAS FULL FOCUS ON THEM THANKS TO THE LIGHTING.AND THEY WERE ALL GOING FOR IT ACTING-WISE, YALL WERE SHOUTING EACH OTHERS NAMES AND CRYING OUT, THEY WERE NOT PLAYING AROUND

• Enj climbs a railing similar to Gav then falls backwards behind the barricade when he's shot, Grantaire sees it and climbs up enough to be visible so they can shoot him. It was devastating.

• Turning was so haunting man. It was also kinda wholesome in that some of the women were clearly upper class while some definitely weren't, but they all comforted each other and left together

• Empty Chairs fucking DESTROYED ME HOLY SHIT! THEY ALL BLEW OUT THE CANDLES TOGETHER AND WALKED OFFSTAGE, BUT ENJOLRAS STAYED FOR A SECOND AND PUT HIS HAND TO HIS HEART BEFORE LEAVING UGH IT WAS THE MOMENT THAT PUSHED ME TO THE VERGE OF TEARS

• In order to distract me from this, I paid much more attention to the ensemble than I should have during the wedding because then I could pretend that yeah that's definitely just Grantaire with a ponytail dancing with Cosette, everyone's alive and well and doing just fine, nobody's dead (Applying the Hamilton logic of ponytail=new character is out of the question here boys, it's matter of my sanity being at stake, ponytail=same character they're all okay and the National Guard just has stormtrooper level aim)

• "This one's a queer, but what can you do?" Said one proceeds to do the most gloriously homosexual laugh, followed by The Gay Run™️ across stage, beautiful

• Earl's footman character looked like he needed a raise honestly, I don't think he's getting paid enough to deal with these idiots

• I had to resist the urge to cheer when Marius punched Thenardier. Eponine would be so proud of him <3

• The Bishop hugging Valjean when he goes to heaven, we love to see the dilf solidarity in this house

#barricade day #barricade day 2022 #les mis uk tour #les miserables #les amis de l'abc #les mis #jean valjean #javert #fantine les mis #cosette #marius pontmercy #cosette fauchelevent #eponine thenardier

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