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┕━━☽【𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚌𝚑】☾━━┙

Category: fluff, smut, harry potter AU

Gryffindor!Bangchan x Slytheric!Fem!Reader

Part 2 ---> here

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

As a Slytherin you mostly distant yourself from other kinds of students. You could say you were the female Slytherin. Wise, fast, competitive, full of passion, and maybe a tiny bit cruelity...

Just got to make sure, you keep your social status up.

It was another day. Another day to show your talents. Another day to look down to other and not feeling any guilt by their sad looks, pathetic.

Everyone knew you at the school, thats because you were a tiny bit of a mischief, but during the lecture's you behaved very well.

You also had like three close friends. Their name's were Lee Know, Haerin and Yoongi. How you three met? It is a very simpel story...

You met Yoongi first. When the hat said you were a Slytherin, you were welcomed with big cheers at your table. Immediatly you found a seat next to Yoongi. You two shared the same interests, the same mind you could say. He was your very first friend.

Haerin always seems very sweet but she was just like you, also a mischief. How you two met? Well, the rules are very simple, you cannot walk around when its time to sleep. There is a certain hour were the students put the lights off. One time she wanted to explore the building, we were all freshmans one's and you know how curious we were.

You also had the same idea to wander around. You two crossed eachothers path and became close in a short time. Even tho you almost got caught, but because the school is so big, there was just no way that they could find two little mischiefs on time.

Lee Know was last. How come you two met? You could say your personality is just like that from a cat, but you were a clever cat. Also, maybe you didn't know yet, but you could change your form into a cat, i have the feeling this says enough. Lee Know is a big lover for cats. One time you were just laying in the grass, rolling around. Suddenly you felt a pair of hands petting you.

You walked a bit further and changed back into your normal form. He was to stunned to speak, but also a little bit embarassed. You didn't mind the petting. You two got into a talk and he was asking how he could turn into a cat, ofcourse that is not possible for him. He was sad when he heard it could be only achieved by genetics, but you promised you were his personal cat. Thats how your friendship started.

And now, three years later, you three are still the closest friendgroup. All of you never talked towards others, just because it did not feel right. Also nobody really had a chance to talk to you all, because you mostly ignored them. It was also known your hate for Griffindors. So, they all stayed away, very handy to be honest.

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'What is today's lecture?' you asked Haerin.

'Charms.'

'Excellent, i want to learn some new technique's.'

'For your mischief-behavior?'

'That is right. By the way..' you whispered 'are we going to wander again in the hallways?'

'Ofcourse, its our tradition.'

'We never got caught, not even once. How good are we?'

'Actually you are right. We are just to good.'

'Yes we are.'

You two were gossiping a bit. Talking about all the dorms. Also new paths you could take to explore the school. The stairs were difficult to climb because you had to carry your books with you. Today you would learn some new techniques, hoping that it would finally be something interesting. You arrived at your classroom. There were already some students present. The two of you always sat next to each other so you could always chat.

The classroom was filled with students, you hated that. Especially if some teachers preferred certain students. But what you hated most was that there was one person in your class who disrupted everything. Okay, he just disrupted it for you. Bangchan, one of the best and sweetest boy. Of course he was a Gryffondor, there was no other way. You already knew who he was hanging out with. Honestly, he hung out with everyone, but he also had a group of friends. Lee Felix, he was Hufflepuff, that wasn't a surprise. He was a real sunshine. Danielle was also a hufflepuff and also Felix's girlfriend. You were surprised that he was also friends with Hyunjin, a Ravenclaw. He also tried to start a friendship with you, but of course that didn't work.

Why did he want to be friends with you? That was of course very simple. He was friends with everyone, literally everyone, even Slytherins to your surprise. But he just wasn't friends with your group of friends. Lee Know, Haeren, Yoongi and you also ignored your own students. So it was impossible for him. But what you also didn't know at all was that he had loved you since freshman year. Strange isn't it?

You two were the exact opposite. But sometimes that fits. You could tell that Bangchan was in love with you. You never noticed that because you weren't concerned with such things. Even in class, he would stare at you, always trying to be inconspicuous, but everyone noticed. He was also quite popular with the girls. That is of course not strange, he is very handsome and his smile was the most beautiful treasure.

He tried to chat with you for 3 years. He tried to approach you, but he was too scared. If he saw you with your group of friends, he would leave as quickly as possible. Lee Know and Yoongi never looked friendly, they gave others dirty looks. So Bangchan tried to find a moment when you were alone, but you always had someone with you.

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'We're leaving, so you know the rules. Don't touch our things.' Haerin said to Lee Know and Yoongi.

'If we find out that something has been moved, we will come and get you personally.' you said.

“So cute, threatening us like that. Don't create too many problems.' Yoongi mocked you.

"We're going to do that anyway, but okay, at least you tried to convince us."

You looked from left to right, just to make sure no one happened to be there.

"Okay, let's go."

You and Haerin sneaked through the hallways. You chatted quietly with each other. There was no one there, not even a teacher in sight, which was strange. The two of you found a room you had never noticed before. There were all kinds of spell books there. Lots of interesting books, to be honest. You took a lot of them, usually the ones you could do the most naughty with.

'We're back, and guess what we've brought with us!'

The boys both jumped straight from their beds and came to you.

"Wow, where did you guys get this?"

'Just taken from a room. We didn't even know it existed.'

'They look very old to me. But wow, powerful spells, perfect.”

"We have 8 more, so two books each, okay?"

You divided the books among yourself. This was a big win for you. Perfect, because you don't learn anything fun in class anyway.

"You guys really need to get back there."

'Okay, leave the difficult matters to us, we happen to be professionals.'

"Alright professionals, go to your rooms."

'Yes, actually, it's already 1am.' "Let's get going."

You dropped Haerin off at her room, unfortunately you two aren't roommates. The distance between your room and hers was quite large. How so? Because this year there were a lot of Ravenclaws, so they occupied a lot of the Slytherins' rooms. So unfortunately you have to go past the Gryffindors' rooms to get to your room.

You were walking quietly to your room. Of course you took some detours, just for fun. You actually wanted to go back to that room, with all those different books. Would you do it? Of course you do it. You turned into another hallway. You hopped around for a while until you saw the door of that mysterious room again. You quietly opened the room door and closed it behind you.

You looked at the different books and slid through the many bookcases. It was a spell paradise. Suddenly you heard the door creak. You saw someone sneak in. It looked like a good Gryffindor had a naughty side after all. You trailed behind the boy and tapped his shoulder.

'Hi there.'

He started and turned around. It was Bangchan.

'What do we have here? A Gryffindor. I never thought a Gryffindor would break the rules. Bangchan isn't it?'

He nodded, he had some books in his arms.

'What books do you have there? Can I see them?'

'O-ofcourse'

You picked up a book and started reading it. The spells in it were pretty boring, just spells to make plants grow faster.

"Not that interesting."

"Why are you here anyway, Princess Slytherin?"

'Discovered this room about an hour ago perhaps? A very interesting room.'

"Very private, don't you think?"

'Yes, that's possible. Do you come here often?'

"Yes, every night, I sneak around here."

"That's weird, we would have run into you anyway."

'What do you mean?'

"I always sneak around here with a friend."

'Really and truly? Maybe we take other paths?'

'That is possible.'

The two of you started talking a bit. He was actually very interesting. The conversations could last forever. But unfortunately you had to go to your own room when the clock struck two. You guys started meeting in that room every night. You tested spells, you talked about other secret rooms. You started growing closer and closer, but you didn't talk to each other during the day. It would be too suspicious.

The two of you walked together one night. Just having conversations, when you suddenly heard footsteps. At the end of the hallway was Snape. He didn't see you yet because he just turned around. Bangchan grabbed your hand and started dragging you. You heard the teacher shout something. The two of you ran to the dorms. Your room was way too far, so he brought you into his room. He closed the door softly. The room was very dark. The two of you heard footsteps. Bangchan dragged you into his bed. Luckily his blankets were very thick. You hid yourself under his covers, holding him tight. You heard doors opening. Suddenly, the door of Bangchan's room opened softly. You held onto his body even tighter.

The door closed again after a while. No one would suspect Bangchan of anything. But suddenly it dawned on you, Snap was checking all the rooms, so he would check yours too. You felt Bangchan's arm around your hip, you wanted to stay here forever, but you had to take action quickly. You jumped out of his bed and went to the window.

“What are you doing Y/N?”

“Shh.”

You turned yourself into a cat. You slipped out the window and looked from left to right. You saw the window of your room from far away. You started running quickly on the roof. You saw your window and gently pushed it. Luckily you never closed your window. Bangchan watched you push your window.

You quickly changed shape, and started walking quickly but quietly to your bed. You crawled under your covers just in time. Your door opened softly, you felt Snape's eyes on you. He moved closer to your bed and looked thoroughly at your face, just to make sure you were asleep. Luckily you were good at acting, otherwise you would have been caught. He closed the door softly again and you opened your eyes again. That was close.

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The next day you were about to start eating dinner, when suddenly Snape spoke up.

'Last night, I saw two students wandering the halls. So we will take strict measures. The corridors will be checked several times, as will the rooms.'

Lee Know and Yoongi immediately looked at you and Haerin, but Haerin looked at them confused.

"I was in my room last night." she whispered.

Suddenly they both looked at you. You didn't notice. Bangchan was turned over and you both looked at each other with worried faces. Lee Know looked from you to Bangchan and then back from Bangchan to you. All three started to grin at each other. You looked ahead again. You saw your friends eyes looking at you. You also saw Snape looking at you, he found you very suspicious.

Supper started and it started to get loud again. Everyone talked to each other.

"Do you have something to tell us?" Yoongi asked.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

'Are you sure?' Lee Know asked.

'Yes, I am very, very sure. Just focus on the food.'

"As long as you focus on the food too, then Bangchan."

You became silent and turned to your friends.

"Can you shut up for once." you whispered.

'There was nothing, was there? I just said Bangchan.”

They all smirked. You kicked the leg from Lee Know.

'Oww! What are you kicking me for?'

You gave him a dirty look.

"Bangchan." Haerin coughed.

You looked up at the ceiling as your friends made fun of you again. "Bangchan."

"Bangchan."

"Bangchan." they coughed.

Bangchan heard his name all the time, so he looked your way. He saw you staring at the ceiling. Your friends were bullying you. He grins. After dinner your friends were still orbiting you.

"Bangchan." they all coughed.

'Are you perhaps ill? Because you guys cough all the time. Let me help.'

You hit Lee Know's back.

"Are you feeling any better?" you grinned.

'Ha-ha-ha-ha, so funny, so funny. Does BANGCHAN have the same sense of humor?'

'Shut up.'

'Are you shy now? Is it because I shout BANGCHAN all the time?'

You grabbed Lee Know's earlobe.

'Oww, oww, I'll stop. Let go off mine ear.'

'Will you stop?'

'I promise, I promise.'

'Good boy.' you smirked.

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"Your friends like to pick on you, don't they?"

'Yes, it is very annoying, but yes. What can I do about it. They clearly weren't raised as well as I was.'

"We can't stay here so long this time."

'Yes, certainly not after today, that speech still gives me the creeps. Snape doesn't trust me, I get that.'

"I trust you."

"Yes, but you are you."

"You're you too, and it's definitely a compliment."

Your cheeks turned a little red, but you immediately cooled it down. After a while of talking and investigating, you left again. You guided Bangchan to his room.

'Sleep well.'

'Goodnight, princess.'

Before you left, you gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. You didn't give him time to react as you sped away. You finally arrived at your room at 1am. You sat under the covers with your eyes closed. You waited for someone to check your room. Your door creaked a little, you knew someone was checking your room again. You waited until that person was gone. When your door closed again, you stood back up. You wanted to go back to Bangchan. You just wanted to be with him.

You opened your window, you turned yourself back into a cat because it was easier. You carefully stepped onto the roof and looked through every window. Just to see which one was Bangchan's. Finally you found his window. You tapped his window with your paw, no answer. You looked closer through his window, but he wasn't there. He was nowhere to be seen. You were a bit disappointed, but you went back to your room.

You crawled through your window. Suddenly you saw him standing in your room, Bangchan. You looked at him in surprise. He didn't see you, because you can turn into a black cat, and it was dark, so that was pretty normal. You walked over to him and changed back to your normal form. You tapped his shoulder again.

'Hi there.'

He turned around with a smile.

"Hello there, princess."

"What are you doing in my room?"

"Just visiting you."

'Just visit? Are you sure about that?'

'No...' He smiled at you with his beautiful dimples.

You put your pinky in one of his dimples.

'Beautiful.'

His cheeks turned red from this interaction. He placed his hands on your hips.

His face came closer to yours.

His eyes shone with the reflection of the moon. Your eyes wandered on his face. His face came closer to yours every second until your lips touched. The kiss was soft and tender. He turned you over so he could push you onto your bed.

His hands wandering on your body. Your lips reconnecting again.

"We have to be quiet, honey."

"We'll be quiet."

You started undressing each other until you were both naked. You looked at each other from head to toe. It didn't feel weird being naked around him. He gently laid you down on your own bed. His arms were muscular, his body was actually muscular. One of your hands squeezed his bicep. You both started giggling quietly. He gave you a quick kiss before positioning himself at your entrance. He first felt if you were wet enough. (Of course you were.) He slowly started pushing himself into you. It took some adjusting at first, but it didn't take long to get used to it. He grabbed one of your hands and pinned them against the mattress.

He pumped into you slowly. You tried not to moan. His hands felt soft. It was such a romantic interaction. Your hands went into his hair and you started to stroke it. His curls sometimes fell in front of his eyes, so you pulled it back. He started sucking on your neck, you had to bite your lips to keep from moaning. He adjusted his position at a moment and he found your sensitive place. He started hitting that spot.

Your legs were shaking at one point. You surrounded his hip with your legs. So you could push him closer to you. His kiss made you a little dizzy with pleasure. He started to be a little faster. You moved from back to front because of this event. At some point you felt your orgasm coming. You tried to say something, but the words wouldn't come out. You couldn't do anything. Bangchan of course saw that you were very close. He caressed your cheeks and whispered sweet words in your ears. He started biting your earlobe playfully.

'Cum for me, little princess.'

You dropped yourself onto the bed in pleasure. He kept pushing himself into you until he came with a groan. You both layed next to each other on your bed. You had never done this before. Yes, you were still a virgin, but that's normal at Hogwarts. When did you have time to make love, when the teachers were constantly watching the students.

"Never done this before." you said suddenly, breaking the silence.

'Never?'

"You did?"

"Mean I had practiced."

"You mean with someone there?"

'No... just... with myself...'

'You shouldn't be ashamed of that. Everyone does that at some point.'

'You too?'

"Maybe did it once."

"What were you thinking while you... did that?"

'Just someone.'

"Who was that person?"

"You still don't know?'

You turned over so you were on your side. You looked directly into his eyes.

'Me?'

Your cheeks turned red and you looked away from him.

'Hey, you shouldn't be ashamed of that. In fact, I'm glad you thought about me.'

'Do you?'

'Yes.'

He moved closer to you, his arms embracing you. You felt his warmth. His body was sweaty. You grabbed your blanket and covered him and yourself with it. You nuzzled yourself into his neck. Your arms hung from his.

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The sun shone through your window. You looked around and saw Bangchan still sleeping. You thought it was all just a dream.

'Wake up.' you whispered in his ear.

He looked around the room for a moment. His hair was all messed up. You kissed him on the cheek.

You walked around the school with Haerin. Gossiping about anything and everything.

"I heard Bangchan has a girlfriend."

You started to stutter a little.

'How so?'

“I heard he's sneaking around with her, a Slytherin. Do you know more about that?'

You cleared your throat.

'No.'

She grinned at you.

"Hmm, sure." she said under her breath.

Lee Know and Yoongi came towards you. Their faces said it all.

“Hi, Y/N. Slept well... last night.'

"Yes, probably."

'Slept well, didn't you?'

"Why are you all so weird."

"We're not weird at all, if anyone here is weird, it's you."

'Nice for you.'

"Let's change the subject, you know, I really like someone."

'Who?!'

"A raven claw."

“Eww.”

“Hwang Hyunjin.”

'That dramatic case?'

'Yes.'

"Have you tried talking to him yet?" Because staring at him from far away isn't really going to help.'

'I do not dare...'

'Just let me do it.'

Haerin tried to stop you but it was too late. You saw Hyunjin standing with Bangchan. You came towards him, Bangchan smiled at you.

“Hi, Hyunjin is it?”

'My friend there.' you pointed at Haerin who completely panicked.

'she wants to get to know you better.'

'She wants to get to know me better?'

'Yes. So yes or no, because you wouldn't keep a lady waiting, would you?'

'Is she free between 3pm and 4pm?'

'Probably.'

"Then send her to me." '

Thank you for your time.' you winked at Bangchan, who melted away.

'You are welcome, he wants to see you between 3 pm and 4 pm.'

Hyunjin waved at Haerin from a distance. She almost fainted.

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ofbreathandflame · 5 months

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ive realized that nesta antis seem to fundamentally misunderstand how and why the intervention is abusive. no one is arguing that the ic is initially obligated to help - or at least, thats not what the argument is.

the ic is not responsible for nesta - feyre is not obligated to help nesta; that portion i absolutely agree with. the problem was - and always has been - that the ic personally put themselves in charge of nesta. they don't suggest - they demand. they couldve have literally just cut nesta off - and that would have been their right.

nesta is forced to go to the house of wind. she cannot leave by herself unless she has a chaperone. she cannot decide what she eats, what she wears, and who can visit her. she is forced to work in the library, she is forced to train in a foreign land. her clothes were already packed delivered to the house of wind before she attended the meeting -- before she even formally gave a response. her house WAS TORN DOWN BY THE TIME THE MEETING HAD EVEN STARTED. they had already made the decision before she could make it for herself. they personally put themselves in charge of her well being. feyre told nesta that if she had to be TIED UP AND FORCIBLY TAKEN to the house of wind - she would. that is not a choice. they then repeadedly ask HER TO DO COURT DUTIES AND INTENTIONALLY USE elain to force nesta into action. AND THEY DONT PAY HER FOR THIS. SHE STILL HAS TO GO RIGHT BACK TO THE HOW.

they literally deemed her too mentally ill function in society, to live by herself -- but sure lets send on her these missions (and she is then sexually assaulted TWICEEE).

yall - thats not legal by even our standards. in many ways its written much worse than tamlin's scene in maf bc the story justifies itself.

you cant argue that the ic is not responsible for nesta when THEY DECIDED to intervene. at that point, nesta IS their responsibility. she literally has to depend on them to eat, sleep, live, and work. they take measures to make her completely dependent on them. she has to sleep in the house of wind with cassian, even though she explained that she wanted nothing to do with him.

like if you dont like nesta - good on you. but this idea that we should always rely on this "we know what they meant" is so annoying bc nesta literally almost DIES bc cassian literally ignored and watched nesta waste away JUST LIKE TAMLIN DID. no one noticed that she was terrified of the sound of wood crackling - she just sat there and endured it. and everyone called her a bitch about it. and the fact that maf uses these same scenario to call out tamlin but not cassian reiterates the problem with this series. these topic are nothing outside of how you can continually justify your favs. it doesnt take much to see how cassian and tamlin literally do the same things , yet ive not seen one meta from that side earnestly discussing it bc "nesta is difficult" very nasty behavior is you ask me.

#anti sjm #anti feyre #anti rhysand #anti cassian #anti inner circle #anti feysand #anti acosf #anti sjm: pro nesta #anti sjm: pro nesta archeron

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diejager · 2 months

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hi so big fan :D, im terribly obsessed with literally all of your cod fics but oh my god stepdad könig + horangi drives me nuts-

just wanted to throw an idea in your brain because i cant stop thinking about it but imagine if reader used to go braless around the house (because its just her n mom) but after the introduction of 2 new unfamiliar guys in the house she puts on a bra when she leaves her room (but she also forgets sometimes and they call her a tease for it)

With time however, with all the fucking and the constant attention horangi and könig have been giving her nipples, theyre so fucking sensitive she like shudders when they scrape on surfaces on accident (ex. the edge of a table, fabric of her clothes) so she starts wearing a bra all the time to stop that from happening but könig and horangi don't like that so they take ALL her bras-

oh also another idea that popped up but what if reader who usually dresses rather tomboyish/masc also occasionally enjoys wearing very fem/provocative outfits. BUT könig and horangi have only ever seen reader wear masc outfits since theyve known each other. reader still wears her fem outfits but now she wears it under a bulky jacket and baggy jeans and changes out of it in uni/public toilet.

so like one day horangi is out and has to do a double take on reader out in public because they dont recognize them in their outfit (ex. a form-fitting sundress or a mini skirt with sheer tights and cute leg warmers) and he remembers reader leaving the house in something else. fuck i just know könig and horangi are going to get SOOOO many ideas on how to punish reader for that.

any ways thats it from me love ya <3

Hii, I looked at your illustrations and I LOVE them, they’re all so clean and nice.

Cw: DARKFIC, STEPCEST, DUB-CON/NON-CON, smut, size kink, possessive behaviour, delusional, tell me if I missed any.

König used to enjoy stripping you, the act of ripping your bra off and watch your breasts sway from his rough treatment. There was something empowering to it, a show of dominance and possession over you when he could strip you naked under him or watch Horangi straddle you and pull your shirt and bra off, sliding your panties down your thighs. He found pleasure in doing so when you walked around in baggy clothes, hiding your shape and curves from his hungry eyes, it was like unwrapping a long-awaited present that he’d been teased with for so, so long.

If he was especially lucky, he’d find you without a bra, your perky nipples pressing against his chest or peaking under your shirt, two small and hard nubs that tempted him with the prospect of something sweet to bite and suck. He liked admiring them, all swollen and slick with his or Horangi’s saliva, spitting or letting drool fall on your tits while they fucked you, marking your sensitive skin with the indentation of their teeth and dark splotches all across your chest. You always whined about it hurting, pushing them away with frail arms, fighting with weak hits and slow kicks. What you thought would be a deterrent, was fuel to their growing hunger, they were men who liked the fight, the struggle, a prey that wouldn’t fall too easily.

But now, he was growing annoyed that you always wore a bra, like an incessant pest that slowed him down from getting to his prize, even Horangi had complained about it and how intricate your choice of bra straps you bought, all the complicated knots and crosses that made their job much harder than it should when they were pleasuring you. How could you make it so difficult for them? They always made you come, their thick girth splitting you in half and filling you in hot and bitter cum. They tried talking you out of wearing bras, but in your rebellious phase, you glared and ignored their words. There wasn’t much they could do to convince you to stop wearing them, there wasn’t truly anything they could hold against you. So they took them away, making you ask for them if you wanted to wear one and it had to be reasonable.

It seemed that you didn’t like their decision, coming to them for a bra every two day to go out, it left them watching you walk out the door in nothing but jeans, a shirt under your jacket, headphones holding your cap down and a backpack slung over your shoulder, hanging low on your back. It irked him that you always hid your beautiful body, something you should be proud of showing off, but perhaps it was to keep your body for themselves, to dance and writhe in your nude for them only, a treasure that only König and Horangi were privy to. He figured it was something he should be proud of.

Then Horangi told him how he found you in a short skirt and a shirt that rode up your abdomen and showed your pretty bra if you raised your arms, the soft jacket you left home slung around your shoulders, dipping low enough to show your back, but your jeans, shirt and cap were gone, stuffed in the now-filled bag. König couldn’t help but mimic the deep sneer on Horangi’s face, teeth tearing into his lip at your audacity of wearing such promiscuous attire for the world to see and hiding yourself from them. It made them wrathful, a deep-seated anger and envy that boiled until you got home, changed into the same baggy clothes you left with. This warranted a punishment, to teach you a lesson about lying to them and holding out on them.

“Come here, du scheiß Gör,” König growled, glaring at your shuddering figure. [you fucking brat.]

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freyito · 7 months

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Can I request platonic Tomas and Bi-Han headcannons with a gn child/teen reader who has difficulty feeling emotions because they were never taught how to process or deal with emotions and the only thing they were told about emotions were to hide them?

This is kinda self indulgent, so I'm sorry if it's kinda specific or weird to you

its alright anon this also lowkey heals the inner child in me BECAUSE THATS ME THATS ME THATS ME TOO. paired with flat affect (and rbf) i had a really hard time understanding emotions in general as a kid!!!! nothing could process properly so i was (and still am) the definition of :l (KACPER LORE!!!)so im slappin flat affect on here as well, if u dont mind anon

cw: gn reader, platonic, proud bi-han, happy tomas, reader is teen (age isnt mentioned however), proofread

ᴛᴏᴍᴀꜱ & ʙɪ-ʜᴀɴ + ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ ꜱᴛʀᴜɢɢʟᴇꜱ ᴡ/ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴ

-Tomas Vrbada

Tomas comes from a place of sympathy. Perhaps he doesn't quite understand why it's so hard for you to show your emotions, given he's very expressive himself. The most he's experienced is difficult emotions, so he tries his very best not to step over a line.

He's curious and worried, though. He wants to understand you better, and he wants to know just why it is so hard to smile around him.

So, Tomas tries hard to make you smile, any sort of emotion. He'll give you gifts, things he thinks you'll find interesting from his missions, or just try and surprise you in any sort of way. Which always falls short.

He notices that in tense times, or even in times of tragedy you almost seem unsure about how to feel. And afterwards, you almost seem unaffected, in a bad way.

He swallows his pride and just asks you why it's hard to make you emote, why your voice almost lacks emotion. And when you don't have a proper answer, somehow he forms his own answer.

He's kind to you, as much as he will always seek out a reaction, he doesn't think of you any differently. In fact, he's actually determined to teach you how to properly understand your emotions.

He assures you it's okay to cry, happy cry, sad cry, confused cry, whatever kind of cry. Although, not much had come up to render this reaction out of you. He's almost too expressive around you, almost as if he's showing you what to do.

At the end of the day, however, Tomas is sure to help you. Regardless. It doesn't matter if you can only pout now, it's progress. And he's happy. He's actually made it a point to be there during every big step. He finds it so hard to contain himself when he sees you genuinely smile for the first time.

-Bi-Han

Now, Bi-Han understands hiding your emotions. He himself was taught to keep them hidden. But slowly, that had just turned into resentment. So he sees a lot of himself in you.

He'll brush it off at first, he tells himself he doesn't want to get into it. But he slowly convinces himself to come around. He's empathetic, he almost understands every movement you make.

He puts in as much effort as he can, at least, what he thinks is enough effort. As strong as he knows he is, he knows that it's a bad idea to let this evasion of emotion turn into the anger he feels.

Bi-Han sits you down, and talks to you directly. He doesn't tell you his entire story, but he tells you that it's okay to allow yourself to feel and allow yourself to express that. But, he tells you not to force yourself to feel. There's a fine line between those two differences.

He enjoys watching your progress, and just like Tomas, he wants to be there every step of the way. But he's also a bit too prideful for that. So, he's content from watching the sidelines.

Little do you know, he's celebrating those little moments. Behind your back, obviously. He's proud of you. But still too prideful to show that in public. However, he voices this to you. He tells you how proud of you he is when he knows he can have a private word with you.

#*ੈ✩ freyito #mortal kombat x reader #mortal kombat 1 x reader #tomas vrbada x reader #bi-han x reader #sub zero x reader #smoke x reader

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ma1dmer · 2 months

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Call of Duty - Russell Adler NSFW

AMERICAAAA RAAAAAAH 🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex): he sits back, lights up a cigarette and brings you close to him, he needs a second to come back down, usually doesn't talk much right after, but he likes to listen as he trails his hand up and down the small of your back, blowing the smoke away from your face and offering you the cigarette, sometimes watching you talk makes him want to go for a second round

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s): he is a chest guy, he loves the feel of cupping your chest when you ride him, playing with your nipples or putting his mouth around them, he's really into feminization as well, you are his pretty little thing no matter what, and him playing with your chest enforces that, loves sexy bralettes, low cut tops and matching sets especially

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically): he loves the mess, everytime you get embarrassed he assures you that's exactly what his goal was, to have you ruining his sheets, whether thats by squirting or cumming, he also really loves pulling out right as he's cumming inside of you, just to watch it leak out of you, but that part is only reserved if you two have been together for a long time

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs): he has a few darker fantasies that he doesn't quite know how to bring up to you, he'll jokingly pepper them in during his dirty talk or when he pins you down, pointing out how easy that is for him, or when you leave your window open, or when you are drinking a bit too much, just a hint to something darker, maybe he's making you warm up to the idea, testing the waters to see if you'd like something like that, he'd never bring it up himself, especially if you are in an actual relationship, but he'd do enough to plant the idea in your mind make you want to at least explore these ideas

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?): of course he has experience, he has an ex wife, he's had his fair share of one night stands, and it's a real shame that he can backup all his claims, because he does get quite cocky

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying): reverse and normal cowgirl, enjoys letting you set the pace, his hands always on your chest unless you get tired at which point he'll pull you down chest to chest and thrust up inside you, fast and rough, knocking the wind straight out of you

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.): his favourite thing to get to you is acting as if you two are strangers just meeting each other when you are out at a bar, he hits you up with the cheesiest swoon worthy one liners, he buys you a drink, asks your name and everything, its stupid and god damn him it works every time he does it

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.): mostly keeps things trimmed unless he knows you two are meeting up for the night, then he has no issue cleaning it up entirely, he always smells very strongly of after shave, tastes like it too when you mouth at his neck

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect): he can flirt like nobody else, but being romantic, it isn't so easy for him, everytime you think he's doing something romantic, he's suddenly pulling away from you, both metaphorically and literally, mentally and physically, one second he's kissing you telling you he missed you breathlessly, the next he's spun you around to face the wall, not wanting to look at your face

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon): when he was by himself he had no qualms about handling himself, when he needed to fall asleep quickly or when he was too tired or lazy to pick someone else up, but once he has you, he likes to hold himself off, always tells you that he's doing it for you, how pent up he is and how difficult it was thinking of you while he was away

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks): impact play, cnc, feminization, voyeurism etc

L = Location (favorite places to do the do): your place, his place, any room, it does not matter, if you can't decide, a hotel room is a good copromise, he also enjoys the odd domesticity of a kitchen as well, coming up behind you when you are making breakfast for the both you

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going): he has a very sensitive neck, kiss the side of his neck while talking to him, drag your teeth down his collarbones and watch him melt

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs): there isn't a lot he'd be opposed to with the right motivation some would say, he is easy to convince, just give him some time to think things over

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.): don't get him wrong he loves tasting you, but nothing beats the image of you on your knees, he is a head pusher, he swears he doesn't do it on purpose, hes probably lying, the feeling of your throat around his cock is secondary to the sounds you make when you are caught off guard

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.): the foreplay is long and by the time he is ready to push himself inside you it really doesn't matter, the act itself is kind of detached he's mostly chasing his own pleasure and by then you don't really mind, already boneless and sore

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.): he loves them, loves the idea of them more than the mess dealing with them brings, messy hair, cum on his clothes etc etc, but he really doesn't mind squeezing you in while doing paperwork to destress or have you in the stalls of some run down bar on one of your dates

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.): you'll have to tell him what you want, most of the time he's willing to indulge you, he'll think through what you asked of him when he's gone and come back with a plan the next time he visits

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?): one or two solid rounds, the foreplay lasts longer than then act itself

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?): really really likes the idea of them, he won't bring them up by himself, but if you tell him you own some, he'll ask you to tell him how you use them exactly, do you think of him, he'll jokingly ask you if he should be intimidated as his fingers climb their way up and inside your thighs, in the end after he's thought about it a bit or a lot, he'll ask you to bring them out next time

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease): he loves fingering you, half the fun is shoving his fingers inside of you, feeling around for that spot that makes you twitch beneath him or on his lap, he is extremely skilled with his hands and he loves proving it over and over, he is also absolutely a pussy slapper, has you spread out on his lap, back against his chest, thighs kept apart by his own legs, he starts off gently, and then he gets quite mean with it, until he can feel your wetness on his entire palm and you are clawing at his forearm

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.): he groans and grunts, his voice deep and gravely when he feels you around him, he curses and dirty talks like its his job

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character): loves kissing, you are the bravest soldier if what you have with him is casual, he makes it so difficult to not think he's in love with you with the way he kisses, always chasing your mouth, holding your face between his hands, breathing against your lips, telling you you drive him insane as he pulls your hand to his cock

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes): he has a nice cock, a grower, straight with a pretty pink head, it fills up his fist nicely when he holds it for you

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?): he only lets himself think of you on his down time, when he is doing paperwork, when he's resting at night in his room lonely in his bed, when he can light a cigarette, palm himself through his pants and wonder when he can drop in to see you again

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards): he takes his time, almost as if stalling, waiting for you to go to sleep first, he'll let you talk, then he'll wander around the room aimlessly, go smoke, go to the bathroom, if you are not asleep by the time he comes back he might start another round, if you are he finally joins you, hugging you from behind and holding you the entire night

#russel adler #russel adler smut #russel adler x reader #call of duty smut #call of duty x reader #call of duty cold war #call of duty cold war smut #call of duty cold war x reader #call of duty #russell adler #russell adler x reader #russell adler smut #.writing

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starliights-shining · 1 year

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This is kinda of an angsty request but how about a reader just in arms reach of safety,, like fingertips touching and they just get shot on purpose or not and fucking die right there and then with maybe some prime characters?? 🪱

Hiiii, I love angst its just too good. Angst request are always welcomed!!!! Anyways, I've chossen a few TFP characters I think can go with this, I racked my brain for chracters and ideas and stuff so thats why this took so long, Sorry! Anwyas Enjoy :)

Pairings: TFP! Arcee x Reader, TFP Starscream x Reader, TFP Bumblebee x Reader

Warnings: Mentions of injury, Energon(blood), violence, angst,

Arcee

You were an anchor, a large cemented block that kept her sane. Of course you’d be, You were the only other bot who knew what it was like to be in her position. Surrounded by a bunch of mechs who are a group of hard headed children, so of course when you came along and practically did everything in your power to keep her sane, you two would fall into being lovers.

A pair of lovers that would be ripped apart in such an unimaginable way. Ways that she couldn’t prepare for, ways that she never thought would have happened. Of course you’d prepared for such things, her constant words about this war was going to tear through the entire planet, which it did, and its people before it even thought of finishing, but that still didn’t stop her from loving you, if anything it made things harder, difficult, unbearable.

Your servos interlocked as she led the way to safety, turning around to look down at you in worry and concern every now and then. You were almost there, just one more duck and run before you’d make it to the gateway link into the autobots base, safety. Your optics peeking past Arcee’s slim frame to see the rest of the Autobots. She leaned past the wall you two were hiding behind, the suppressive fire from the Decepticons pushing her back behind the wall. She turned her entire frame to you, taking your servos into hers before speaking.

“I’m going to cross when the firing gets lighter, I want you to do the same thing! Cross when the firing gets lighter. Not thicker, not brighter, when it gets lighter. Got it!”

Her optics were wide as she stared at you, her grip on your servos getting tighter and light with each word she said, before she stopped squeezing them. You nodded at her words, optics triling past her to the other side and then watching the blaster shots whiz behind her, before back at her as you spoke.

“You’ll be okay!”

She let go of servos and turned back towards her destination. It took a few kilicks for the firing to lighten, but when it did she took her chance. Moving across the gap to stand on the side, Optics turns to look back at you, who is now in her last place, waiting for your turn across.

You waited for what seemed like ages, the firing got lighter, Arcee stood with her servo motioning for you to cross. You ducked your helm down and put a servo up in front of it to protect yourself while the other reached for her. Your fingertips had only touched hers when you felt a sharp pain in your back, Arcees optics widening when they flickered from your to whatever was behind you. A Decepticon, his blaster still up pointing at you, he was getting ready to shoot again when a blaster shot him. Arcee pulled you into her, Your vision blurring as she fell to the ground with you in her arms.

“Hey! No no no, stay awake for me.”

Her servo placed on your face plating, A simple gesture that started her servo to start shaking. You were simply hurt, one shot to your back, you’ll recover, Ratchet will fix you.

“Hey, don’t go to sleep on me.”

She turned her helm back towards the smaller group of autobots.

“Someone get Ratchet! Hurry!”

There was a crack in her voice towards the end, You moved your servo down to your wound and pulled it back for you to see, through your blurred vision all you could make out was the small glow of your energon. Arcees optics staring at your servo, before her grip on you tightens. Her anchor, she was losing her anchor. She always knew it was going to come, but not like this. She thought maybe you too would just simply die of old age together, the war won and done. She never thought you’d be taken by like this, in her arms as she prays someone gets the medic here in time. A servo breaking her from her thoughts, he ripped her optics from the puddle forming under you to lock optics with yours.

“You’ll be,”

Your words kept pausing, one of her servos coming up to hold the one holding her helm.

“You’ll be, Okay.”

Even in your last moments, you still made sure she knew, speaking that phrase you always tell her. You’ll be okay. Okay into the last bits of life, okay in the last bits of the war, Okay in the end, no matter what.

Starscream

Screamer always told you that your neutral view on the war and life would end up being the reason you die, but you were okay with that. A servo on your hip as you looked at the skinny Con, rolling your optics to his disheveled rant about your stance on things. You hated the idea of the a war, let alone for some stupid reason like rule over a fucking planet. You hated Megatron and you hated Optimus Prime, but here you stood, talking to one of Megatrons highest fucking ranking lieutenants in that stupid war. Head over heels in love with that same Con, who was a part of the one side you hated the most.

“You’d be safer joining the Decepticons, then you wouldn’t have to keep worrying about being caught by them either.”

He was right, yes, you would be safer if you joined them, you wouldn’t have to worry about keeping this relationship secret, you wouldn’t have to worry about being killed by a Con, but you were not going to join. You’d have to keep your mouth shut and do primus knows what for Megatron, when you could just be the way you are, free.

“Yes Screamer, you're right! I would be safer, but I’m joining a side of this war. I’ve already told you that.”

You stood next to him, servos placed gently on the side of his arms as you gave them a squeeze. You would never deny Starscream his rights to be correct, you say it every time he mentions you join the cons. ‘Yess baby, you are right! I would be safer with joining you’ or ‘of course love, but you know me! I'm not for this war.’ simple things to get your point across, your lover was right.

“Yes of course, but still,”

You know he worries, his only form of contact is when you reach out to him, asking or request his presence at some abandoned spot in Nevada. If you were a Con you wouldn’t have to do that, He could simply request you, and he’ll know where you are at all times, along with your guaranteed safety. You smile at the thought, you big bad Con lover, worried about it always away neutral positions lover, it's cute.

“Starscream, I can handle myself. I’ve done it for this long, I’ll continue doing it until this war ends.”

He knows you can, his optics trail for your own. He doesn’t want to doubt you, he just can't secure you like he wants to, and it breaks him a little. Breaks him so much, he lets his guard down, enough for him to not hear the approach of the ground of cons. His optics looked up towards where they were coming from, Megatron stood tall with three other cons.

He watched you straighten up, the look of starstruck love leaving your optics. You looked almost different, your normal demeanor he’s used to gone, just like that.

“Well, well, well, Who do we have here, Starscream?”

Megatron now stood in front of you, His figure towering over you and optics scanning your face.

“None of your business, that's who.”

Starscream winced, no wonder you never joined a side. Your hatred for authority is really shining right now. Megatron's optics looked past you and towards Starscream.

“Starscream,”

He paused, almost like he was thinking of something to say, but didn’t say anything. He simply stepped back from you, waving a servo.

“Decepticons, take care of that bot.”

They nodded, servos grabbing at you and pulling you away from Starscream.

“Hey! Don't touch me, you Cons.”

You were attempting to get out of the hold on the cons, Screamers servos trying to hold you in place, before he was picked up by Megatron.

“Starscream, you’ve failed me yet again. Conversing with the enemy.”

Megatron's helm turned towards where the cons had dragged you to. They were pulling at your plating, servos balled into fists as they beat the living shit out of you, one occasionally swinging what looked like a police batton and while another had some short of shock stick. They did everything they could to you, your only form of defense being your own servos trying to block the attacks and hits from them.

“This time, Starscream. I will make an example out of them.”

Megatron let go of Starscream, the group of cons beating you up left, now grabbing at starscream to hold him back. Megatron’s cannon blaster aiming at your chassis, as his red optics looked down at you in pity. You looked over at Starscream, laying your helm on the ground, coming to terms with your death. You’d die just the way Starscream had feared, to the hands of a Decepticon, to the hands of Megatron. You can’t say you didn’t warn him, all those times your servos were holding him as you told him. You knew you’d die, you didn’t plan on seeing the times after the war, considering your entire group of neutral bots had been murdered by Cons. Upset they couldn’t recruit them or get the energon they wanted, but it was bound to happen. Before you knew it, the world went dark. Your life taken in a matter of seconds.

“An example for the next. Take him back to the Nemesis. I want him to spill everything he told them.”

The last time Starscream ever saw you, his last memory of you, right here, he did nothing. Not an attempt of anything, not even a cry.

Bumblebee

You spent a good bit of your time with him, sitting in the middle of nowhere. You don’t know how he ended up here with you, but he did. Far from anyone he knows, anyone who knows who he is, and anyone who knows who you are. The night sky, the moon and her stars hung over the two of you. A sweet night, had you two been on the same side. Those blue optics staring at you, while you stare up at the stars, a soft smile on your face. You looked over at him, He may not speak, but those optics, they spoke millions of stories that only you could read, only you could read, only you he wanted to read them. If he asked, simply looked at you softly, spoke to you like he should, you’d do everything in your power to provide for him, love him, be there for him. You sighed, looking back up at the stars, their simple lives, sparkling at night. A simple life you’ve always wanted, your optics closed, a simple life, you're far that far from such simple loves and hopeful thinking, because a war stands between you and the one love you have.

“Beep,”

The noise caused you to open your optics to see what he was beeping at, a shooting star. You laughed lightly, you have dreams, but this time you won’t, not when the next day you know your dream will never come true.

“I didn’t have to wish, Bee. That's okay!”

You smiled at him, your time was running out. You’d have to be back at base in the next few kilicks. You stood up, looking back at the sky before speaking.

“Alright bee, I must get going. Got big things tomorrow.”

He made some beeping at you, causing you to nod in response as he got up. You gave him a small smile before leaving. Leaving your one lover, standing in the middle of nowhere watching you leave. Leave for the last time, the last time you’ll leave him as who you really are.

The blaster firing was growing heavier, You heard the yelling of a con to your right, red optics staring you down while a servo ushered you towards him. He pushed you through a doorway and you stood there with a few other bots. Optics trained on you, blasters held up to you, while one of them held the blueprints to Megatron's great new plan. You needed those, no Bee needed those. You locked optics with the one holding the plans, you blinked, holding your servo out to them.

“Megatron has requested me to bring the plans to him.”

They looked between each other, the main one stepping forward to give you the plans, your servos were touching when blaster shots went off in the room. You grabbed the plans out of the bot's hand before ducking down, servos coming up over your helm. The blaster shots stopped, and there was a presence next to you. You open your optics to see yellow and black, looking up to meet those bright cobalt optics. You looked over at the cons, laying there lifeless, you got sick, you were next. You’d end up like them next, end up just like your fallen comrades.

Bumblebee beeped at you, you just nodded. Getting on your servos and knees as you crawled back away from him. A fearful look in your optics, He looked worriedly at you, a hint of sadness behind those optics. He knew what this meant, he thought you’d looked familiar, but your demeanor and personality was so different from when you two met on Cybertron. He moved closer to you, only for you to back up more before fully standing. Your servos holding the plans close to your chassis.

“Bee,”

You spoke softly, your optics still stuck on the cons laying there. He wasn’t going to hurt you, at least you think he wasn’t going to. Why were you so scared all of a sudden, yesterday you had everything planned out, betray the Decepticons, give bee the plans and then, and then. You didn’t want to wrap your processor around it, not right now at least. Your plan was only two more steps and then everything would be fine, but would everything be fine? Yes, everything will be, Bee, no everything won’t be fine.

Bumblebee now stood in front of you, servos placed on your arms as he beeped at you, Talking you down from whatever nonsense you had planned. He spoke calmly, thumbs moving over your plating in a soothing way. He had turned you away from the sight of the cons, helm placing directly in your line of sight. All you could do is nod, before something clicked in your processor. Megatron was on his way here. To get these plans, and Bees talking about you coming with him to get out of here.

“No!”

It’s firm, a little too firm.

“No, I can’t Bee. Here, these are Megatron's plans, something about a harvester of energon. It is dangerous, far too dangerous to be put into action. Just take them to Optimus, make some kind of plan, save Earth!”

You pushed the plans into his servos, While you grabbed onto him, you were shaking him almost, You were almost done telling him what needed to be done, before the door whooshed open. You turned your helm to see an Autobot, blaster pointed at you. Before you could speak to them, they fired, the blaster shot hitting your side. Oh primus, Bumblebee threw the plans that were in his servos to catch you, and fall to the ground with you. The Autobot came running to pull Bee away from you, yelling something about you being a con and trying to kill him. Whatever they were saying didn’t last long with you going to grab for Bee, pulling him to you. He looked down at you and then back up at the other bot, saying something about a medic before they ran off.

“Bee, the plans, remember to,”

The burn in your side started getting hotter, it spread down to your legs and then back up to your chassis.

“To get them to prime, just’

He told you to stop talking, to save your energy, but you could feel your energy draining with each passing second.

“Bee, I didn’t have enough time,”

You didn’t have enough time to love him, tell him everything, read his stories, tell your own, you just didn’t have enough time. You heard him calling for you before your optics closed, one last time.

#stars writings #transformers #transformers x reader #transformers prime #transformers prime x reader #tfp arcee #tfp starscream #tfp bumblebee #tfp starscream x reader #tfp arcee x reader #tfp bumblebee x reader #tfp #tfp x reader

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theanonymousfoxsimp · 2 years

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Hi! can i ask all the Upper Moons reacting to s/o to be an extremely powerful Goddess who is capable of destroying the universe? I'm curious to know how Muzan would react to this...

Oh I'm still writing those other pred/prey fics with the aphrodisiacs but one headcanon post won't hurt.

Uppermoons reacting to their s/o being a powerful god! Featuring: muzan,kokushibo,akaza,douma,gyutaro and daki!

Muzan

The most intrigued,he wants to know how far your power can extend and fully allows himself to be a test subject for the smaller parts

A bit threatened at first,he could sense your power but how powerful you were was a mystery to him

Will allow you to do whatever you want once he finds out how powerful you are

A bit turned on might I add

Loves it when you destroy a Slayer with your powers!

Activley encourages you to show off. You're this allmighty goddess who chose him to be your partner!

He's more nice to you,knowing you can destroy the universe-he dosen't want to envoke your anger on purpose

He does not watch what he says around you,please discipline this man he does not know how to be nice

Kokushibo

Ohhhh boy is he threatened. Imagine this spicy black cat that always puffs up,acting like it doesn't like you but in reality you just haven't gotten to the nice part. Thats him

Slowly overtime,works up that he's no longer threatened and just entierly confused on why you chose him

He's very happy don't get him wrong but showing emotions is extremely difficult when you haven't shown any up until now

Definitely asks to spar with you

He most likley has even more respect from muzan,he has you-a universe destroying god on his good side!

Does not understand the concept of being gentle with you. You're a god,you should be able to take it!

Same as muzan,does not watch what he says around you

Treats you like the god you are! Douma is lowkey jealous of your relationship with kokushibo

Cannot fathom the idea of sharing you,can and will growl at any uppermoon that gets way too close for comfort. If it was a normal demon,they would've been beheaded immediately

Douma

He does not like the idea at first. Shows he's enjoying it but in reality he envies your power. Does not like how others want to pamper you more than him

Eventually warms up when you yell at them to also pamper douma

Loves the idea after awhile,loves you even more and grows even more fond of you. Does not like the idea of sharing you and will literally lay on top of you to keep you in his arms

Asks you a million times to demonstrate your power, probably obsessed with your abilities and asks you to demonstrate on him

Like muzan,he's VERY prideful that you chose him over any other demon. Lowkey flicks anyone off if they voice their jealously of him

His cult treat you more like a divine entitiy that can fix anything rather than an actual god. Theres a clear difference with how they treat you vs how they treat douma

A bit turned on after seeing you put a rowdy demon in its place

Commonly asks for you to annoy akaza,finds it really funny

Lowkey he does have some fear for you when you are angry at him,he tries anything to appease you which-is alot for someone like him

Akaza

Hands down the most joyful at first. Absolutely ADORES you

Asks you to spar 24/7 with just your power and fists

Loves how you annoy douma whenever he asks,loves how much you pamper him and show him the love he ever so needs

A bit self indulgent but if you ever used your powers for him,like a massage or some fast food(ex: teleporting a human into the room),he will pamper you after

Asks you to show your power and demonstrate on things such as trees,people,and houses

Loves to watch you practice your power

Takes you on missions with him,he HATES leaving you behind

Mostly the one who will cover you with hugs and kisses at the end of the day,treating you like his god and pampers you till you can't handle it

Has he ever told you how much he loves you? Yes? Tough luck cause he's gonna say it MORe

Gyutaro

Holy fuck does this demon love this. He is immediately obsessed with the idea,groaning about how lucky he is

Super possessive,even more possessive than he was before

Will full on bite you whenever you try and leave him just to get food. He knows you're a god and know you can regenerate super fast

Your blood tastes as sweet and as delectable,commonly says you taste as powerful as you feel

Jealous 100% that he isn't as powerful as you

Does not like sharing you with others,he's uppermoon six! He doesn't need to share unless its with daki

Laughs so hard when he watches you murk a slayer

Cuddles,super possessive,absoltuley adores you chose him over anyone else

Every so often he will insult himself by saying something along the lines of "im hideous yet a beautiful thing like you chose me" and groans about how lucky he is

Lowkey will not stop talking about you around daki and muzan

Muzan is impressed that he managed to score you of all people

Will feast on your blood of he needs a power boost,your blood evidently has power in it so when he drinks it,he gets a small power boost

Daki

Does not shut up about your powers

Initially very terrified when you showed her,insert shocked pikachu face

Confused when she drinks your blood and gets a power boost

Pampers you with so many things

Shes pretty popular in the entertainment district so she can get whatever she wants and makes sure she does get it. If you want it,she WILL get it

Loves how you chose her over her brother or any of the other uppermoons

Jealous of your abilties,100% will say she sometimes wishes she could steal them

She never insults you,she knows better to after the last time she did it

Asks you to demonstrate your powers alongside her,she shows off her abilities as much as you show off yours

Lowkey a power coulpe

Gyutaro sometimes steals you for cuddles,she dosen't like it but she eventially and reluctantly joins after she has some head scritches

If you are a woman,she will 100% shove her head into your tits as a sign she wants head rubs

Commonly refers to you as her "sakura blossom" or any other cute flower nicknames

#daki x reader #gyutaro x reader #douma x reader #akaza x reader #kokushibou x reader #muzan x reader #demon slayer kokushibo #demon slayer muzan #demon slayer akaza #demon slayer douma #demon slayer gyutaro #demon slayer daki

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bloodlustngore · 1 year

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Calming Rain - Jennifer Jareau

This is just comfort and I thought this was a cute idea at the time I wrote this, but its probably really crap :/ Honestly I've not really been writing much recently its been a struggle to even type any ideas :/

Summary: JJ & Y/n dancing out in the pouring rain

Contains: Fluff, slight angst & also a mention of death but its brief (kinda) & the victims were kids so tw!

This case, it was a difficult one. It involved kids, and JJ may not have her own but shes always wanted to. The blonde had to witness kids bodies being found, and had to talk to their families about it for further investigation. And then it came to finding the unsub, she got to him and saw what he was doing to his victim, which the team got to in time.

She fought the unsub, gaining a few bruises and cuts on her hands, along with one on her face across her cheek. She held that little boy until his parents came, he clutched onto her and she tried so hard not to cry. But when it came to getting checked out, she let a few tears out.

But on the jet home, texting her girlfriend Y/n, she would be home soon, she did cry this case left a mental scar as well as a few cuts and bruises. Derek had tried to make her laugh like he usually would if he noticed something was upsetting her. But instead, he talked to her about it. Jennifer tried to let it all out, but she wasn't ready to. So, he understood that and they talked about something else.

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Jennifer, stood at the front door of her and Y/n' home, unlocking it. It had just started raining, making her night even more miserable. Shutting the front door behind her and locking it, she put her go-bag down on the side table in the hall-way. The lights were all on and some music was softly playing, which meant Y/n was still awake. So when JJ walked into the kitchen area, Y/n had made some food.

"Hi babe" JJ smiled, she was trying to seem like everything was fine, like she was okay after a rough case. But usually Y/n saw through it. "Hey, I put a pizza in the oven for you-" Y/n paused as she kissed her girlfriend.

"JJ are you okay?" Y/n asked, noticing the scratch on her cheek, and the faint bruise on her left knuckle. Y/n' hand came up as she gently traced the small scratch on the blondes cheek "what happened?" She added. JJ sighed, she didn't want to talk about the whole case, not yet. But she knew she had to calm Y/n' worrying with something. "When we found the unsub, I was the first in there and I fought him until Derek had stopped me. He was going to torture and kill the victim Y/n. The victim was a child." JJ blurted out, the hint of sadness in her voice.

"Hey, you stopped him and thats all that matters, JJ look at me." Y/n mentions, comforting her girlfriend. That was one of Jennifer' tells, if she looked away and didn't hold eye contact. Y/n may not be a profiler but she knew her girlfriend too well, they had been together four years now so it wasn't a surprise. "You did your job Jayje, and you did it so well. You saved the kid, you saved them." Y/n added as soon as JJ' beautiful eyes met Y/n'.

All of a sudden this thought popped into Y/n' mind, opening the door to the back garden. "Y/n, what are you doing?" JJ asked, curiously. It was pouring it out there with rain, she had no clue why her girlfriend would open the back door into the garden, but the blonde followed her. to the door when she realised, as soon as Y/n stepped outside.

"No Y/n! You'll catch a cold" JJ added, concerned. Y/n just chuckled and started dancing around in the rain. Despite Jennifer being concerned, she loved seeing her girlfriend feel so carefree and also trying to convince her to join in. "Come on Jen, its not even that bad" Y/n exclaimed, enthusiastically. JJ chuckled, knowing that Y/n would regret saying that later. But seeing Y/n so content spinning around in the rain, it made JJ smile and laugh.

It made the blonde realise that this is the woman she wanted to marry, and it was a shock. She had never considered marriage, but there Y/n was her best friend and partner in one. The woman she fell head over heels for, and continues to do so. Music was still playing on the radio, and at a particular song, Apocalypse by Cigarettes After Sex playing as background noise, Y/n extended her hand out to JJ.

Sighing but finally giving in and rolling her eyes at Y/n, the blonde takes her girlfriends hand. The two women dancing and hugging as rain poured down. JJ smiled at Y/n, her arms around her waist, pulling her in closer. Their foreheads touching, both women drenched. But they didn't mind, this was their happy space. Together. "Y/n, thank you for everything. I love you." JJ smiles.

"And thank you JJ for everything you do. I love you to." Y/n added. It didn't take long for both women to finally kiss, as they were staring at each others lips. Y/n deepend the kiss as she bit JJ' bottom lip, tongues dancing, although she knew JJ would win. As they were enjoying this much needed comfort and make out session, the rain had gotten heavier, thunder could be heard. And both women chuckled. "We should probably head inside" JJ muttered against her girlfriends lips. Y/n agreed and the two women broke apart, walking back inside their home. Laughing with each other about how drenched they had gotten.

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And just like Jennifer had said, Y/n did end up having a cold. Her girlfriend this morning woke up with a headache, sneezing and coughing. But she didn't regret it at all, partly because she and JJ were dancing around and kissing so much that they had forgotten about the rain last night, completely.

"Babe, I told you. Now you've got a head cold." JJ rolled her eyes, she had just gone down stairs to bring Y/n some pills and water. "I already had a small headache Jayje. My immune system really hates me right now." She chuckled, trying to joke her way through it. Which is something Y/n always does, whether it be illness or an injury.

What JJ wasn't expecting was for her girlfriend to have some strength left to pull her back down onto the bed. "Do you have to go to work?" She asked, all she wanted was to spend the day in bed with her wife, since Y/n had to call in sick from work. "Unfortunately, serial killers don't have any respect for people' days" the blonde sighed.

"Will you call me when you land for the case?" Y/n asked.

"Of course, I always do. Now, you get some rest and nurse that head cold." JJ adds, pressing her lips to her girlfriends forehead. "Wait jayje, what if my head explodes?" Y/n questions.

Rolling her eyes at her girlfriend "your head isn't going to explode, trust me." And with that JJ gives Y/n a quick peck on her lips. "You're gonna get sick if you do that again" Y/n reminds her. But JJ just shruggs and proceeds to kiss her again. "Strong immune system babe" JJ chuckled. Y/n rolled her eyes at the blonde agent. "You take care of yourself okay? I'll be back soon."

"Be safe Jayje."

"I promise" even though JJ knows she can't always promise this, or even promise it at all.

#jennifer jareau #jennifer jareau x reader #fluff #slight angst #criminal minds #comfort #wlw

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cupoftaae · 10 months

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Forever And A Day (KTH x READER) series ♡ Epilogue .....

Summary: your lifelong friend is forced to face his true feelings for you once he breaks the number one rule of becoming friends with benefits: dont fall in love. He knows he loves you, but you on the other hand need more convincing of the most important thing: the right decision.

Genre: fwb. Roommates, friends to idiots to lovers, fluff, angst, smut, the whole 9 yards tbh.

Pairing: taehyung x female!reader

rating: 18+ (minors dni!!!)

A/n- this takes place years after the previous chapters.... I hope you enjoy it m'loves.

-Nini

Taehyung was your one true love.

And that was always so obviously apparent to onlooking eyes.

"my love...I don't think those are for you to pick-"

"shhh" Taehyung reached up and grabbed another apple from the tree, tossing it into the bowl he carried in the other hand.

You two had recently made an expensive upgrade from your small city apartment in Busan to a small cottage house in Gwangju.

Your mothers health had not been the best within the past year, and it became difficult to travel over to her so often, so Taehyung made the decision to move closer for convince, now she was more accessible.

He also appreciated the smaller atmosphere of the country side, he actually had a yard now, which he was going to take advantage of immediately.

You've only been in the new house for a month and a half and he's already burning bridges with the neighbors, who are a much older couple and dont seem too pleased with the idea of 20 something year olds living beside them.

"didn't they "accidentally" mow over your new flowers?" tae points out, as if its some competition with the 62 year old husband next door.

"he apologized" you cross your arms, watching your boyfriend pick from their fruit trees.

"we need a fence" he suggested, proudly showing you the bowl of fruit. "what? you are upset?"

You raise an eyebrow as he stands beside you.

"we can make apple pie, baby!" he smirked and walked to the side, entering your house as you giggled, following behind. Apple pie does sound convincing, you have to admit.

He walked to the kitchen and placed the bowl down, smiling at you as you picked up Yeontans toys scattered around the living room. "you know.." he adjusted his farmers hat that he insisted he bought so he fit the role of the town, "im gonna build you that porch swing you always wanted"

"yeah?" you giggled, listening to his voice from the other room.

"and I'll build you a nice white wooden fence around here.." he points out the window, "so we can have all our privacy, and then I'll build you a treehouse, so when we have kids we can hang in there and we can paint it and-"

You hug him as you walk into the room, taking his hat off as you put it on yourself. "youre so caring and considerate, my love"

Taehyung blushed and hugged you back, "because I love you"

"i love you too, country boy" you poked his chest, smirking. "and you know we can build the tree house now, why wait for kids? we can have fun in there I think. Put a tv up, snacks, pillows-"

"I dont think thats a good idea" he raised an eyebrow

"taehyung we arent gonna have sex in the tree, stop it" you giggle, looking at the apples he picked. "what time do we need to leave?"

He turned to look at the clock, "um, in an hour"

"oh shit, Im gonna go get ready now"

"you do that, lil lady" he teasingly smacked your butt as you left the room.

Taehyung informed you that he was taking you out on a small date tonight, but refused to disclose exactly where or why.

It was not often the two of you got to go out together anywhere, He had to transfer jobs when you both moved, meaning he went from a college art teacher, to a full time elementary school art teacher, which was in his words, "more enjoyable then teaching college kids".

Meanwhile, you were lucky enough to join the arts and culture center as an activities director, meaning you helped out plays and performances as well as acting in them. It wasn't too different from your job in Busan, the only real change is the people you worked with were much younger and around your age, which helped make you feel more comfortable.

bottom line, You and Taehyung were working all the time every day, leaving weekends the only time for you two to be alone. So when he told you he had something planned, you didnt want to question it too much, instead, you wanted to appreciate it.

A while later, you both had hopped into the car, he drove to the unknown destination while you put lipstick on in the overhead mirror of the passenger seat.

"please dont hit the pothole, I want to look good not like a clown" you mumble, lining your lips with the dark red coloring.

Taehyung giggled and looked over, "you do look good, baby, seriously" his hand rested on your thigh.

"did I overdress?" you look at him, "you wont tell me where we are going so I assumed to wear something sort of nice?"

He nodded, "you look amazing, not overdressed, promise"

You trusted his word as you pulled into the parking lot of a restaurant that reserved near a small lake, it really was beautiful, and for someone who grew up near the area, you've never seen or heard of this place before.

The sky became dark as you two walked in, he smiled and made sure to hold your hand, his cologne creating a comforting aroma for you.

"hi! reservation under Kim" he mumbled to the woman as she checked the laptop.

"for 3?" she looked up

"yeah" taehyung glanced at you nervously as you raised a brow.

"three?"

You followed the waitress to a window seat where you were met with your mother sitting, she had a wide grin plastered across her face as she saw both of you two.

"mom?" you giggled, running over to hug her as she sat in her wheelchair

Tae smiled softly as he stood behind you, a hand on your lower back before he hugged your mom too. Once you both sat down, you stared at taehyung waiting for an explanation as to why, although a pleasant surprise, your mother was here on date night.

He cleared his throat, "I just thought we could all use a night to just sit down and eat without having to worry about cooking" he smirked, your mother trying to hold in her giggle as she agreed, "yup"

You seemed confused, you didnt mind cooking a dinner for everyone if she wanted to come over to your house, but you suppose its the thought that counts.

Throughout the meal, you all shared small conversations that seemed casual, other than the fact your mother and taehyung kept sharing similar glances, making you suspicious.

"is there some kind of joke I dont know about?" you suddenly spoke up, pouting as you took a bite of potato.

"no baby, why do you say that?" he asked, reaching to hold your hand

"dunno.." you shrug, looking around.

Taehyung began to grow more nervous and fidgety as the night went on, even more so as you excused yourself to use the restroom.

Your mother put her hand on his back, whispering, "dont be nervous, taehyung, youre giving it away you know" she laughed

Taehyung ran his hands over his face, "ahh I know but...what if she-"

"she loves you, she wouldnt have put up with your shit this long if she hadnt"

"true..." he chuckles , sitting up as you return to your seat.

"lets order dessert" your mother suggested, making you nod and smile

"good idea, do you guys wanna get the ice cream float and we can all share it? its pretty big.."

Taehyung was suddenly too anxious to even speak casually as he looked at you "yeah, sounds good." he spoke flatly, his eyes drawing to the live band that sat across the room you were in. He smiled and got up, walking over to them as you and your mom discussed dessert.

"hello, do you take requests?" he whispered, hopeful.

"we do!" the man cheerfully replied, taking his earpiece out so he could here the young boy. "what would you like to hear?"

Taehyung looked back to make sure you werent paying attetion, "well...um, do you guys think could play this?" he showed him his phone

Return to me, Dean Martin

That song held a certain significance in yours and Taehyungs relationship.

every couple had a song, and that just happened to be yours.

He had a deep love for music from the 50's, constantly playing vinyls throughout the house that echoed most nights as you came through the door after a long work day.

You loved to consider Tae a classical romantic, the kind to make you a cd with all of his oldies on his after you two get into a fight, which he's done before.

Taehyung returned to the table, smiling at the dessert on the table as you lifted the spoon to his mouth, "taste it baby, its so good"

He chuckled, taking the spoon and wiping his lips, "that is good my love"

He reached out to hold your hand over the table as you began talking, your mother couldn't help but tear up at the sight of how much love was budding between her daughter and this boy so obviously.

The current song playing through the restaurant came to an end, and taehyung nervously swallowed his wine, his foot bouncing not going unnoticed to your eye.

The gentle instrument began, alerting you immediately as you stopped mid-convo with your mom to look around, gasping, "tae! its our song! they are playing our song!"

Return to me Oh my dear I'm so lonely

He smiled gently, looking across at you as your face lit up. God, you were so beautiful. "yeah, it is..." he mumbled, eyes only drawn on you.

Hurry back, hurry back Oh my love hurry back I'm yours

you turned to your mom to explain how you and him always hear this song on the radio, like it follows you everywhere.

"lets dance?" he gently nudged your hand, nodding towards the center of the room where much older couples swayed slowly in the dimness.

You blushed, "now..?"

"why not, baby?" he took one last sip of his wine, hoping to gain any courage he could as he stood and grasped your hand, slowly leading you away from the table to the floor.

Your mother pulled her phone out and filmed, if you werent so caught up in taehyung right now you would have noticed her not-so-slick grin.

His hands rested on your hips, pulling him closer as you looked up at him, blushing once more.

"why you always so shy, baby?" he whispered, nudging his nose against yours.

"im not" you reply, giggling

"mm yeah you are"

You shook your head, swaying with him slowly as you rested against his chest. In that moment you heard his heart beating rather quickly.

"why is your heart beating so fast?" you whispered, closing your eyes."

For my heart wants you only Hurry home, hurry home

"is it?" he played dumb, resting his head against yours.

The softly played music and warmness of his body against yours made you almost forget where you were. You didnt care if people stared, you felt so in love in this moment, and almost protested for another song as it came to a close.

Retorna me Cara mia ti amo Solo tu, solo tu, solo tu, solo tu Mio cuore

Taehyung took a deep breath and exhaled, spinning you around slowly as he looked at you, in a way youve never seen before.

"taehyung?"

He smiled gently, the instrumental playing in the back as the floor cleared out.

"Y/N" he whispered, grabbing your hand as he slowly sunk down to one knee. Your heart froze, hand covering your mouth as you immediately caught on.

"y/n"....he looked up at you with eyes so nervous yet hopeful, you wanted to cry out of the amount of love you had in your body for this boy. "I...Ive loved you for so long, you are my other half and have always been. Without you, theres no way I would be here today as the person as I am, you make me a better man, and I cant imagine going a single day without you beside me" he was now crying as he spoke, the entire room watching with careful eyes, "we know eachother better than anyone, and all I want to....all I want to do baby is love, and spoil, and take care of you for the rest of our lives. Let me make you mine, forever, my beautiful girl" he whispered as tears of your own fell.

Suddenly his previous behavior made sense, watching him reach into his back pocket to pull out the small black box.

As a little girl, you dreamed of this moment, the moment someone will love you enough to offer you their life and promise to treat you with care. You began to fear that moment would never come, but now as you stand here with the love of your life, looking at you so passionately with the ring in his hand as he patiently waited for your response,

It was straight out of a fairy tale.

"will you marry me, beautiful? and let me pick apples for you for the rest of time?"

You giggled, wiping away your tears as you nodded quickly, "y-yes, yes! over and over again, yes" you have him stand so you can kiss him, the room erupting in applause as you do so.

He kissed you deeply, pulling away and pressing his forehead to yours, "I love you..."

"I love you too.....so much"

You watched as he slid the ring onto your finger, making everything seem so real. "oh, wow...this is so beautiful" you sniffed, leaning against him as you looked at your hand.

"yeah? you like it baby?" he smiled, kissing your head, "im glad"

You made your way back to the table to hug your mom, who, by the way, was an absolute mess.

"I filmed it all" she spoke, wiping her teary eyes.

"were you behind this, mama?" you giggled, kissing her cheek as she nodded, "you know I always am"

You looked at taehyung as he sat with you two, nodding.

"about a month ago after we moved here, I spoke to your mom about me proposing, and she gave me her blessing under one condition..." he trailed off

"that im here to see it" she finished softly, making you smile sadly.

"oh mama..." you sniff, hugging her again.

Your mothers health has taken a turn for the worse recently, leaving things a lot more difficult for you. Time and life is never a given, so for taehyung to go out of his way to make sure she was here to see such an important moment, knowing how much it means to you, made you love the man even more....if that was possible.

"thank you" you whispered to tae, looking at him with teary eyes.

He wiped them softly, kissing you delicately. "My baby, I love you so much"

Once the night was over, you and Taehyung were sat inside of your house once more.

It felt different, like someone flipped a switch and suddenly life was a lot brighter. You still had your entire future to see, and now taehyung has just promised to be there with you, and to share each beautiful moment. Things could not have been lovelier.

"I cannot wait to be your wife"

"and I cannot wait to be your husband"

You giggle, brushing his hair back with your fingers as your eyes glued onto his, the bed was warm, large blankets covering your bodies.

"I seriously.....dont know what I would have done without you. I never assumed I would marry my best friend" you whisper, thumb brushing his cheek. "Im lucky enough to have known my person my whole life"

He smiled warmly, palm placed on the back of your hand. "we dont have to worry about what ifs, or ever fear being lost again, yeah? I'm never gonna leave you"

You kissed his nose before nuzzling into his neck.

"I adore you...and I cannot wait to see all of the adventures life has in store for us" he mumbled, rubbing your back.

"I cant wait either....i just hope everything goes smoothly"

"oh things will be crazy, we attract crazy" he teased, earning a laugh from you, "but we can handle it.....we always do."

"yeah, we do" you whisper, looking down at the shiny ring that now sat proudly on your finger.

it symbolized a new chapter in your life, and God, you were so ready to enter it headfirst with Taehyung. Through thick and thin, you were his.

Let the story begin.

A/N-

AHHHH im kind of sad this is over, I apologize if this is rather short, but I wanted to keep it quick and sweet because I didnt want to add too much plot into the finale. There will be a drabble series following their life coming soon, I already planned it out and im so excited for it! Thanks again to my amazing followers who read my chapters weekly and support me, I love you all so much and I hope we can all have this experience with future works I put out.

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@turnthepageandbeburnt @taebangtanbabe @borahaexoxo @lelefoodlover @tan-veee

#bts #bts fanfic #bts fluff #bts smut #kim taehyung fanfic #taehyung #kim taehyung #taehyung fanfic #taehyung fluff #taehyung smut

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dykesagainstgojo · 8 months

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geto suguru, gojo satoru, and fatalism

im here once again with a long rant that i didnt really bother to reread. if you squint you can see it as a jujutsu kaisen 0 analysis. theres a part where i talk about geto in what can be seen as someone presenting passive suicidal thoughts, but its neither heavy nor explicitly about that so. just warning.

lately ive been thinking a lot about geto being left alone to do whatever he wanted for 10 years because gojo, the only person strong enough to defeat him, simply never tracked him down. almost as a consequence, i eventually put this together with the fact that, even though yuta was the one who did the "difficult" part of defeating geto, gojo was the one to deliver the final blow

one of the first things geto said after seeing gojo in that alley was "to think you'd be the one here at my end", but lately, i cant help but think: wasnt that actually the most obvious end? was there ever any other option of closure for them? and ive been into the idea of stsg + tragedy (as a genre) since i wrote this post, so this somehow resulted in me looking at them with some kind of lazy fatalistic lens

i really like stories where the character tries to flee from an imminent tragedy, but always goes back to the same place, because that is his fate. and, to me, this is exactly what happened with gojo when he tried to avoid killing geto. he didnt go after him, he spent 10 years standing still, believing the distance would be enough to run away from that moral duty

and then geto came back

and then geto went after gojo students. and then geto was the one who made their meeting happen. and then geto was the one who broke that barrier gojo had put up to avoid thinking about that unhealed wound. suddenly gojo was back to shinjuku, ten years ago, with geto saying that killing him or letting him go was his choice and that there would be a meaning to it

and i keep asking myself what was going on in his mind at that moment when geto appeared at jujutsu high? did he acknowledge that irony? did he acknowledge how that seemed like a bad joke being played on him? how long did it take for him to accept what that meant? was it in the classroom, after their talk, looking at the sunset and thinking about how they were actually quite similar to yuta and rika? changing the place of their conversation to the middle of the street, the same place where rika died her premature death? did he think about how they were also stuck at each other, cursed by love, and how the one who placed the curse must be the one to remove it? how, as said by the novel, the curse of geto suguru was a burden only he would be able to carry?

and this whole thing also made me think about geto. we know for a fact he thought that their friendship was over, that he wasnt someone gojo held dear anymore. we also know he thought gojo deserved to hate him, to curse him, to not take that last meeting of theirs and waste it treating him kindly so, to geto, what justified the fact that gojo never found him? i genuinely dont have a theory. im not even sure if i have a hypothesis that is in any way backed up by canon. but, what i can say almost for sure is that he never got it right. and him thinking gojo and him were best friends is proof of that

then the question thats left is: was geto ever aware of the tragic irony of his death by gojos hands? was dying by gojos hands ever a tragedy from his perspective? the way he never put up a fight against that possibility says otherwise. looking at his ideals, living a meaningless life seems a far more tragic thing for him. but wasnt that what he was doing already? doing his best for a goal he knew made no sense? whenever i think about geto saying he didnt expect gojo to be the one there at his end, i cant help but wonder: was that said in a positive way? was that a surprisingly satisfactory means to go? being killed by the person who cursed him and also the person he loved the most; to geto, was there a more meaningful death than that?

#jjk #satosugu #also yeah i know yuki would put up a good fight against geto since she was also a special grade but come on #i cant think of a single argument that would convince her to buy this fight #and also. its pretty much canon gojo was the only one from the four special grades to be above geto so.#jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru #geto suguru

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wishful-seeker · 8 months

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Hi! Really like you "Tips on how to avoid being unintentionally ableist" post but is it possible to make plain text version?

Am not sure what the color text says

(Plain text just means regular size + no color text + not cap lock)

Of course! Here ya go:

Tips on how to avoid being unintentionally ableist:

1. When a disabled person says they cannot do something, and you wish to offer solutions, do not make a solution that involves them powering through pain, or something thats not accessible to the disabled.

Example:

Disabled person: "washing dishes hurts too much and i cannot do it."

Abled person: "what if you did one dish at a time throughout the day?"

This statement is not respecting that this disabled person just said they "can't". Always respect that. No matter how simple the task would be for you.

Example:

Disabled person:" i think ill use plastic silverware so i don't make dishes."

Abled person: "plastic is bad for the environment!"

This statement shuts down the most accessible and disabled friendly option that this disabled person can actually do because of the abled persons personal beliefs. This is not helpful, and ableist.

Better yet, instead of offering solutions, ask them directly "is there anything you need that you do not have that would help you do this?" This allows the disabled person to think about what would work, and they will always have a better idea of what would work than you do.

To add on to this, when we say we have no more energy to solve a problem or do a task, or change our lifestyle, we mean it.

2. If you feel discomfort when a disabled person is talking about their health, good and bad, that is ableist. Your discomfort is coming from a place that deams disabled peoples very existence as a bad thing and you need to fix that.

Example:

Disabled person:" this week has been rough pain wise, ive been through a lot, felt like my body was on fire. Lucky i got new meds though and i think they're helping!"

Abled person: "can we talk about something else, this is a bummer."

Disabled people should be able to exist freely without worrying about your personal comfort. Do you really think its appropriate to tell someone in constant pain that their life is making you uncomfortable?

3. Do not treat disabled people as tragedies, do not romanticize their old life or put their current one down.

Example:

Disabled person: "yeah my life is pretty difficult sometimes, ive lost a lot but i still have happy moments."

Abled person: "it makes me so sad to see what disabled people go through :(. You used to love rock climbing and running, i would love to see you move around more again."

This statement is putting more value on the disabled persons abled past, and ignoring their life as a whole.

4. Do not avoid speaking to disabled people because it hurts to see your loved one disabled.

For example: my grandmother avoids conversations with me because it hurts her to see me in pain. While she has good intentions it leaves me being unable to be close to her. This is very isolating to the disabled.

5. Do not stop inviting your disabled friend/loved one out even if they are never well enough to attend. Unless we specifically ask you to stop asking if we can go out, good chances are we want to know you still care because again, disability is very isolating.

6. When a disabled person says certain things in their health have gotten better or worse, do not challenge this because you don't see a difference.

Example:

Disabled person: "yeah things are getting a little better"

Abled person sees disabled person using their wheelchair like usual: "i thought you said you were getting better?"

Better and worse are usually small changes only the disabled experience, its not like abled people healing from a broken arm. Better to a disabled person could mean they can stand for 10 more minutes.

7. Do not expect disabled people to ever be abled again, and again, do not put more value on an abled life.

Example:

Disabled person:"I have been using a wheelchair for 2 years."

Abled person: "oh you're young, im sure you'll be walking around in no time!"

This statement invalidates and ignores the disabled persons current life by hoping they get a more abled bodied life. Its fine to hope disabled people get better, but you don't get to decide what better looks like.

Hope this helps, stay punk.

Is this okay?

#cripple punk #disability #disabled #answered

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violentviolette · 3 months

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Do you have any advice for approaching violent and homicidal urges or just general anger with a therapist that's a little. Gentle? Anger is a very large portion of my problems, and I'm just concerned that my therapist will be more freaked out than she already is by me.

i think everything is in how u phrase it. im gonna be very real, a lot of traumatized ppl (myself included when i was younger so no judgement) tend to phrase what we say in the worst most extreme and shocking manner possible. some of that is intentional, because getting negative reactions from ppl and making them uncomfortable gives us a feeling of power and control over other ppls emotions. and sometimes its unintentional, because weve been conditioned to seek out negative reinforcement or have learned that our feelings are not taken seriously unless we explain them in the extreme

but either way it does mean that when ur trying to avoid a negative reaction it can be difficult to get those feelings across. but its actually pretty easy when u stop and give it some more thought. a good idea if u have trouble doing that on they fly would be to write down what u want to say and bring it in to read it/consult it while talking

a good place to start is to break the feeling down to its base parts and describe more of how ur experiencing it. this helps to avoid the initial emotional knee jerk ur therapist might have. so instead of being like "i have homicidal urges and fantasize about killing my family" something more like "im really struggling with my anger, when things happen, my first reaction is to get angry and then i cant move past that feeling to think clearly"

also always avoid actionable statements. don't say things like "i want to shoot my classmates" or "when someone talks i just want to take a brick to their face" those can get u in trouble but they're also just more likely to get a negative reaction because now ur therapist has to choose between u and the people they think u might harm. dont put them in a situation where they would have to even hypothetically choose ur feelings over someone elses safety cause thats when things get sticky. it puts them at odds with u and makes things go from simply "helping u" to now "protecting other ppl" a good quick trick for this is to just replace ppl with objects. instead of "i want to punch them" using "i want to punch something" or instead of "i want to kill them" using "i want to break things" if u absolutely must talk about ur urges being directed at living objects, its a good idea to qualify that u know thats wrong and lie that its not what u "really" want to do. things like "but i know thats not okay" "i know thats not healthy" "thats not how i want to react" "i want to find a different way to handle that feeling"

also using more broad language that is again centered on urself can be more productive. describe what the sensation physically feels like for u to experience as opposed to what it makes u want to do "when ppl talk to me at the wrong times, it feels like my skin is on fire and i get very antsy, it becomes hard to focus on anything else except how angry its making me" or "sometimes i get very restless, it feels like my body is buzzing and i cant get that to stop until i break or hit something, but i know thats not a good solution"

this will again help to keep ur therapist focused on helping to relieve ur feelings rather than protect others from potential violence. u stay the center of the conversation and they can focus on addressing the individual parts of ur feelings instead of being worried about how ur actions are affecting others

#jack.speaks #anon #aspd #cluster b #cluster b personality disorder #aspd safe #aspd tag #actually cluster b #i hope that was helpful and lemme know if u have any more questions

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twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat · 4 months

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OKAY SO OBVIOUSLYYY I HAVE TO WONDER ABOUT KNIGHT!SUGU X ROYALTY!READER but also!!! satosugu x aroace!reader sounds so interesting!!!!!! i would love to hear about them!

ALEXISSSSS TAKE A SEAT BELOVED here is ur drink… 🧃

OKOKOK IM EXCITED i was hoping u’d ask abt the knight au so i could hear ur thoughts hehe. since ur the reason it exists !! the god parent if u will…. aaa and the aroace!reader fic is v special to me too!! 🥺 that one is just a vague idea atp BUT ill get to that…

FIRST OF ALLLL knight!sugu x royalty!reader our beloved……. okok so i mightve mentioned some stuff alr but ill just run my general idea by u!! i have basically all of it outlined, just gotta get to writing </3

but basically; reader is kind of a brat. Very Much a brat. and sugu gets hired to act kind of as their bodyguard — which reader really doesnt like but sugu is just too patient and their attempts to annoy him so much that he leaves dont work LMAO … he also kinda likes the fact that theyre difficult yk its the Mother in him. he’s very boyfriend very protective very much a big ol tease

but then obv they grow closer <33 suguru really isnt anywhere near as straightlaced as he wants to appear, and both him and reader kinda have that Hunger to see the world yknow?? or to just break free of their chains. so reader brings out sugu’s more wolfish side and he eventually gets pretty lenient w sneaking them out of the castle, teaching them how to fight w a sword … etc etc. very much a Forbidden Romance but its not angsty bc i love them and i want them to be happy <33

HERE R SOME RANDOM SNIPPETS im gonna let this one cook for a while bc i need it to be perfect… putting my heart and soul into getting the alexis approval fr

”so you didn't pull your sword out of a rock?” you frown, already losing interest. lame. ”stone,” he corrects, unperturbed. ”and i'm afraid not.” he gives you a smile, barely concealed amusement swimming in his amber eyes. ”i pulled mine from an oak tree.” … ”wait, really?” ”depends,” he quips, brushing past you with a grin. ”how gullible are you, my lord?” (argh.)

he kneels. he always, always kneels. such a large man, all toned muscle and tall stature, broad shoulders and firm chest — kneeling at your feet. like a loyal dog, with a rustle of armor, a flutter of fabric, a sigh and a smile. suguru always kneels.

here it comes. effortless, perfected, your one god-given talent; an irresistible pair of puppy dog eyes. the voice that spills from your lips is hopelessly meek, pleading, so sweet you’d get cavities if you didn’t know how fake it was. ”take me outside, please?” you whine, lips jutting down into a slight pout, accompanied by a flutter your eyelashes — suguru smiles. ”no.” a beat. frustration bubbles up inside your veins, trickling down to your wrist, and you grit your teeth. barely resisting the urge to stomp your feet into the floor. ”you’re supposed to listen to my every command!” ”still no, sweetheart.”

CAN U TELL IM A LITTLE ILL ABT THEM alexis this is all ur fault smh smh…… they mean the world to me

aaa and then!!! stsg x aroace!reader…. 👀 honestly i just realllly love blurring the lines between platonic and romantic love in my writing and thats kinda where this idea came from!! nothing’s written out or outlined, but the idea is basically just that stsg are an established couple + both in Love w reader + confess by a cold beach in the middle of the night :333 just those good ol coming of age vibes. and it obviously doesnt really go as planned bc reader is so hesitant.

i’m not sure when i’ll get to writing this one out esp since its so self indulgent pskdjdj bUT the focus will def be on reader’s feeling and the love they all feel for each other, etc etc!! ty for indulging me this one makes me v happy to think abt hehe

#THIS GOT KINDA LONG im just very excited to talk to u abt knight!sugu x royalty!reader ok 😔😔#tysm for asking alexis!! ilyily <33 #ask tag ✩#alexis !! ✩

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bones-of-a-rabbit · 2 years

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What was that about an afterburn au??? 👀

Hold on I think I wrote a synopsis of it in my multiple page document containing my list of fic/au ideas,

>Lowkey post apocalyptic type setting. Post post post pizzaplex burns type thing. City is like in ruins and its shitty and its implied that Reader character was someone struggling to get by. Reader wakes up in the dilapidated ruins of what used to be the plex, confused and in pain and not sure where they are, who they are, and how they got there. Upon looking around, they realize they must have fallen through the roof and hit their head when they landed, and now their head has a considerable but not lethal hole in it and there is blood on their face and they are angry at the whole situation.

>Whole fic is Reader going around the ruins of the Plex, trying to find their way out and struggling to recall who they are or what the hell they were doing so close to a place thats very obviously a deathtrap. Along the way, they bump into whats left of animatronics, the barely-standing attractions, and various other parts of the walking lawsuit that was the pizzaplex. At some point they come across DJ MM, who is still marginally functional, but who is the most harmless thing they bump into in the place (there are also rats there so he is more harmless than a rat and yes that is funny to me)

>The first other living (not really living because hes a robot but u know what i mean) thing that Reader meets is Moon, but like Moon who still has remnants of the virus left in him and is dangerous and unpredictable. Moon spends every waking second of the day tracking down, chasing, and incapacitating Reader, and Reader fuckin hates him for it lmao. Every time Moon manages to grab them, knock them out or waits until they pass out from exhaustion, he takes them back to the remains of the Daycare and puts them in what used to be him and Sun’s room. Every time Reader wakes up there they’re weirded out, say “fuck this” and book it the fuck outta there. And every time, Moon comes back to track them down and drag them back by the fuckin ankles lmao. Every time Reader gets out, the next time they’re put in there, there’s more in the way of their attempts to leave, like Moon is doing more and more to try to keep them stuck in there and every time they get out anyway, he fixes the way they used to get out the last time.

>As time goes on, it’s revealed that Moon is, for some reason, stuck in Moon-mode and can’t switch back to Sun (though Reader doesn’t know this, they can’t recall anything about anything, not even their own name, so as far as they know this place- and the whole concept that is Sun and Moon- is completely foreign to them). Moon completely avoids the light and reacts strangely to certain places or sounds or sights, which Reader starts using to their advantage. They don’t entirely understand why Moon keeps coming after them, with the appearance of someone who is willing to kill to get what they want, only to knock them out and take them to their weird den thing. Even weirder, Moon is never in the room when they wake up, like he’s always out somewhere even though he’s, seemingly, gotten what he wants.

>The bad part about always getting taken to the daycare? Yknow, other than the whole ‘loss of freewill’ bit? Being knocked unconscious has repeatedly worse and worse effects on their health, both mental and physical. One day, they haul off at Moon, trying to beat him silly for the first time since they first met, and scream “if you wanted me dead so bad, why wouldn’t you just do it already, you fucking coward?” And Moon is surprisingly jarred by this and retreats. Reader is so confused at this point that they just stand there, expecting it to be a trick. For a while after that, Moon leaves them alone, then starts just kind of… lingering around. Following, but from a distance. After a while, they start having ‘conversations’ with one another (it’s difficult, because Moon can’t speak and Reader doesn’t know sign). Slowly, they develop a sort of begrudging friendship. And eventually, Reader realizes they and Moon have more of a history than they thought- the first time they met Moon after getting trapped in the Plex was not the first time they met at all. In an attempt to figure things out and, perhaps, get out of this place TOGETHER, the two go on a journey through their trauma- for the first time since their respective traumatizing events, not alone.

And that’s about it I think!! Mostly just a slow-ish, angsty “we’ve met before. you don’t remember, but that’s okay; you’re still very important to me” type fic. (And yes, they would be in love, bc of course they would be, idk what you expect from me I’m a simple bitch)

#bones of a rabbit #asks #fanfic concepts #fanfic ideas #fnaf after burn au #after burn fic #bones of a rabbit fic #fnaf fanfic #fanfic rambles #bones of a rabbit fnaf #fnaf moon x reader #also there would be trauma bonding lmao #sorry fellas that’s just how it be in this house #areindeerlime

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