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I know theres a lot ot talk of Hobie's past and I love the idea of BigFamily!Hobie. But may I PLEASE add to the table:
StreetKid!Hobie -
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It's not as happy or wholesome of a backstory as Hobie with a big family, and a big community - but there's still tenderness there I PROMISE.
Like - Maybe Hobie understood what Gwen was going through because he's been through it himself. He knows what it's like.
I like the headcanon that Hobie just...didn't have a family. No tragic backstory or anything. Just the sharp reality that the system lets some kids fall through the cracks.
Because it's a story or reality we hardly ever see, but it's one that exists - being a homeless street kid. We hardly see that story in it's entirety, rather than just the dramatic scenes.
But like STREETKID!HOBIE
He doesn't have anyone to take him to school or buy him uniforms - so he went to the library to teach himself. He doesn't have much money, but the men at the kebab shops know him, the kid that comes in asking for 'anything they've got' , with 2 pounds 50 pence. So they start feeding him, free of charge.
He helps run errands for the old ladies, and they make sure he has clothes for the winter. They'll knit him sweaters and scarves, and give them to him, telling him to run home and get inside, not knowing that might not be an option for him.
But even if they don't know the whole story, the know Hobie the streetkid, who looks tough but has a heart of gold and will help with anything - the kid who'll feed the stray cats before himself.
Most nights, he sleeps at F.E.A.S.T - because we always talk about how great F.E.A.S.T is but never what it's like to actually have to live there as a homeless person for an extended period of time.
The adults know his face, they worry if they don't see him in a bit. They set blankets aside for him, ask him if he's eaten, and for the first time in forever, maybe in his life, he has people who cares - people who want to help.
F.E.A.S.T makes Hobie wanna help people.
And THAT's where he finds his family.
He starts finding other kids too. Older Streetkids start helping him out. They let him squat with them, and show him how to do things like steal electronics, and which shops throw out a bunch of good food at night.
And he starts meeting people, and seeing the teens that'll make him person he is later.
He starts hanging out with them more and more - and they start calling him Hobie.
The take him under their wing. They looked out for him, made sure nobody messed with the youngest of the bunch.
Anywhere they sleep or squat - Hobie does too. And on the nights that it's the worse, that's it too much, or too scary - or the nights where he's just angry at the world,
They're there to remind him there's kindness in the world.
That kindness and joy and having a laugh with the mandem is RADICAL, it's an act of defiance, and a form of power. And that you don't need a big house with the picket fence and 2.5 kids to grow up 'right'.
One of the street kids give him his first patches. They snag him the leather vest he wears today, back when he was tiny and short and he had grow into it.
They taught him everything he knows - from laces code to how to stud a jacket. They start taking him to protests, starts explaining why things are the way they are, how the system is meant to keep people like them down.
They teach him what ACAB means and true anarchy
The first person he ever met wearing blue laces - was a Streetkid. An older kid that Hobie couldn't help but look up to, or even be a little jealous of. A cooler kid with tall leather boots and blue laces.
And when the kid smirked and told him what they meant, Hobie couldn't help but think 'That's SO kickass'.
One night, one of the kids brings a record they stole. They play it on the player - and it's Ramones. Hobie, maybe only 13, hearing rock for the first time.
And he's wide eyed and asking who that is, who's playing the guitar, what's the song name, and the older kids just smirk and chuckle cause they KNOW -
That's when Hobie falls in love with rock.
And Hobie spends his teens with these people, becoming the punk rock anarchist god he is. He learns how to help people like they help him.
Some of those kids are still around, some on their feet now, and some living free, sticking with the life of a Streetkid by choice. Some he sees often - they're the ones he has a laugh with at the pub.
Others, have moved on, or passed away.
And one day Hobie looks around and realizes he's the oldest one now. He looks around and realizes he's the older street kid now. He's the big bro - and he loves it.
Gwen wasn't the only one staying there when she lived with him. She's not the first Society recruit either.
Because of the streetkids that gave him a family, Hobie is who he is - he has a houseboat that always has at least one or two kids staying there, just looking for a place to stay or a meal to eat.
No matter what - Hobie will help.
At to all the StreetKids that came before, Hobie remembers them all - all the help they gave him and all the times they saved him. He hopes that one day, there are people to remember him too, the same way.
Because that's what he wants to be remembered for.
Because he's not a hero - SpiderPunk isn't the hero. Those streetkids were the heroes.
They way they helped him - is the way he helped Gwen.
I need more StreetKid!Hobie SO BAD S OBADDDDLLY
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What if Hobie's brown ideology and fashion and beliefs and his love for everyone around him is a reflection of the very teens who raised him and kept him safe and they're the reason why he does any of this to begin with for the streetkids MY GOODDDDDD
HOBIE BROWN - THE PATRON SAINT OF WARWARD TEENS
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sunananaa · 1 year
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howdy
so i was stalking ur acc, as i do, when i noticed that u hadn’t made bf texts for sae bbg???
what’s that abt???
so i took it upon myself to ask you to make some
please
FR THAT UNACCEPTABLE ON MY PART SORRY ABOUT THAT 😰😰😰
IVE DONE SO MANY INCLUDING SAE IT TOTALLY SLIPPED MY MIND 🤕🤕
THINKING OF MAKING A PART TWO CAUSE YOU CAN NEVER HAVE ENOUGH SAE AMIRITE 🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳
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BF TEXTS
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characters: itoshi sae
prompt: gn reader!, established relationship
warnings: swearing!!
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all right reserved © please do not copy any of my works!
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*🎵Please Hold plays in the background*
Do you want to experience nonsensical Minecraft bureaucracy just like your beloved Hermits on the Hermitcraft 10 Server? Then have I got the silly uquiz for you!
I spent.... more time making this than I'd like to admit....
(I did test it and it is possible to get the form accepted, I promise lol. It's also.....difficult)
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yuwumeniji · 1 year
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ONE DATE WITH LUXIEM
If we went on a date, where would we go?
WARNING: Please remember that I am writing about Luxiem based on their characters online and not of the people behind their vtuber avatars, thank you!
EXTRA NOTES: this is the most delusional i'll ever be and then i'll crawl into a hole and disintegrate into dust ♡
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GENERAL ; setting the stage
Established relationship with the luxiem members (albiet the beginning of one)
first dates !!! fluff !!!
i only know what romance is via otome game, i've never been on a date myself lmao
who proofread lmao (def not me)
MORE UNDER THE CUT!
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IKE EVELAND
Classic bookstore/coffee date
what can i say? he's a classy guy
he stayed up all night planning what to do for a date and even called vox of all people for what to do on a first date
"NO! I'm not inviting them to my house on the first date - that's too... ris- hey, I know you're laughing at me!"
he figured that the date wouldn't be enjoyable if he couldn't take you someplace that he also enjoyed, so he settled with an article of top 10 dating spots in your city; thankfully, it included a cafe bookstore that ike is a regular at.
he takes you to his favourite rustic/vintage styled cafe and even gives you his Top 10 List Of Coffees He Would Die For
bonus if the cafe was also a book-lover's heaven ; those bookstore/cafes are so neat (i don't know the actual name for those lmao)
the date ends nicely - a pleasant time together just chatting and drinking coffee together, giving each other book recommendations (ike says it's good insight for a novel that he'd like to dedicate to you at one point) and so on. you both decided to go on another date to find more cafes like this together.
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LUCA KANESHIRO
A thrilling amusement park/arcade date !!!
It's like having to walk a dog with a leash except the dog is luca running around the park grounds and pointing excitedly at different roller coasters
"C'mon Y/N! It'll be fine ! Look, I'll even hold your hand at the big drop, can we pleeease go on that one?"
Backtracking into the night prior, luca is the type to call everyone he knows so that way he could hype himself up for tomorrow
and to ask for fashion advice - it's surprising to hear something like this from luca, the man of fashion himself
also he just wanted to share with everyone that he finally scored a date with someone he likes
luca takes you to many different rides - thriller rides, fun rides, rides he's never been on, you name it!
luckily for you, the amusement park also had a small arcade too - luca took it upon himself to win you every prize imaginable even if some of the things he did made him look silly
the date ends off at a romantic ferris wheel ride because vox told him it'll be romantic AND he's seen it in anime before (of course anime would be correct, they are very accurate with the love-story telling for sure!)
the date is a success! luca scored another date - perhaps next time, things will be a little more calmer.
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MYSTA RIAS
the ever so classic movie date - but he's the one who suggests to watch a horror movie (even though you do know he's a little cowardly at times, you follow along with his plan)
it was either vox or luca who actually suggested the horror movie - much to mysta's dismay, but !! he's willing to do so for you !!
"a horror movie? are you sure?"
mysta would like to think he's THE shit, the smoothest person on earth who is about to woo YOU
date plan (brought to you by mysta): suggest horror film for your first date with him, watches you get scared and comforts you while putting on a brave face so that way he would look cool and epic in your eyes, fall in love (SUCCESS)
he could've suggested a rom-com, but he wanted to seem so alpha sigma male and not some beta male (cue the eye roll) in your eyes that he completely forgets to pick a movie that was enjoyable for the both of you
he also fails to realize his own fears and instead cowers behind you while watching the scary movie together (bonus points if he is legitimately hiding his face in the crook of your neck or something so he doesn't watch the film lmao)
after leaving the theater, he starts becoming sulky and pouty about looking cowardly in front of you that it literally takes your entire being and a half to practice self control - whatever you do, don't tease him !!! he's trying his best !!! even though he's so cute and all ;;;
you can believe that he instantly started jumping for joy when you suggested to watch a movie together again
SUCCESS! i hope
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SHU YAMINO
a trip to the aquarium is to die for when going on a date with shu
shu instantly thought of bringing you to an aquarium after winning tickets for 2 at a local supermarket for one of their events
the night before the date, shu spent time watching different aquatic documentaries so he could impress you with his knowledge of the fish in the aquariums (yes he watched wild kratz yes it was to impress you)
nerdge shu (REAL) - while you both are touring around the aquarium, he starts to tell you random facts about the fish you see
"oh yeah? that's a clownfish.... best well known for their role in finding nemo..."
lots of photos !!! the cutest couple aquarium photos to ever exist !!!
the walks under the tunnel area felt a bit too romantic - walking hand in hand with shu, watching him ramble off about the sharks that swam peacefully and the lighting.
dear god the lighting
surprisingly enough, the blue and green hues of the aquatic tanks made shu's whole appearance feel otherworldly ; if you can disregard the flames that follow him around ever-so often. it was mesmerizing (he knows you were staring and he's a little glad that the aquarium lights were able to hide his flustered face)
the date ends off well ; shu had a blast and you gained the important knowledge that he truly is a nerd even though he denies it - well, at least he is your nerd.
best believe from now on, every anniversary or important event will be celebrated at the local aquarium.
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VOX AKUMA
an art museum and dinner date, how fancy
another very classy man who had to call everyone he knows because ' holy shit this is THE Y/N he's taking on a date with and his heart is about to combust '
yes we're back with the wiki-how articles on how to impress your date on the first ever date; shu was the one who sent him a link and he thought maaybe it's good for a little light reading
"Shu... you're a genius! they would love this!"
"Vox, it's just a wiki-how article, you don't have to take it to hea-"
"SHUBERT I OWE YOU ONE."
he eventually settles on a nearby art museum as they were having an event for an artist you once mentioned - perfect!
that definitely displays that he was listening to your conversations with him and he remembers - how sentimental!
as for dinner, he decided to show off his culinary prowess and impress you with a restaurant quality dinner created by yours truly!
he's about to become the man of sex the man who is going to sweep you off your feet!
well at least that's what he hoped.
the art museum was boring - the two of you only toured around the small exhibit and left quickly THEN went to a fast food chain of all places before you could try vox's cuisine.
it made him pouty on the way home that the date didn't go according to plan, but you noticed how much effort he made in order to make it fun for you, and to be honest - knowing this was a lot better than the actual date itself.
so the date ends off surprisingly well - a little kiss on the cheek for goodbye and another scheduled date where the two of you get to laze around all day is set; vox couldn't be anymore happier than that.
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cherrywineandmagic · 2 years
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Intoxicated - Eddie Munson x Fem!Reader
Summary: Eddie Munson gets high with Y/N and feelings are revealed.
Warnings: drug use 
Author’s Note: I literally haven’t written a fic in probably well over a year or two but let’s get back into it! 
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This was the third night in a row that Eddie found himself up past midnight. He was usually knocked out by the time his head hit his pillow but this week was different from the others. Ever since childhood, change had always been enough to trigger insomnia for him. The move to Hawkins as a pre-teen had caused him some sleepless nights, as well as the transition into high school. Now, just days after his high school graduation, he struggled with the idea of being done. He was finally done with high school, so what now?
All he could think about was the Upside Down. He had nearly lost his life there. The scars along his body were proof of that. He had battled otherworldly beings and won, something he was immensely proud of but also never wanted to do again. What was he supposed to do after that?
He thought about Steve Harrington and mused over his new friend. Steve had survived the chaos of the Upside Down multiple times before and simply hopped jobs in his normal life. He battled monsters only to then later return to whatever part-time job he held down at the time. 
Eddie couldn’t understand how anyone could experience something so abnormal, if not just fucking amazing, and then go back to slinging ice cream or scanning movies. There had to be more to life than that. Maybe there was. Maybe it was about finding someone to live that life with. Eddie had noticed the way Steve stared longingly at Nancy. He couldn’t judge that. Not since he was in a similar situation himself. 
The thought was interrupted by a knock on his window. He looked over and smiled when he caught sight of Y/N’s familiar face. Speak of the devil and she’ll appear. 
“I have a front door, you know,” he grinned as she slunk through his window and plopped onto the floor. She smiled brightly, her hair sprawled all around her as she looked up at him. 
“This is way more fun,” she replied. Her arms stretched out towards him. “Now, help a girl up.”
He did so with pleasure, pulling her up so quickly that she lost her balance and slammed straight into him. She let out a huff as his arms caught her from falling back.
“You good?” he asked as he steadied her. She nodded, beaming up at him with joy before hopping onto his bed. Eddie stood against his dresser and observed the way she kicked her shoes off and revealed bright yellow socks. 
Y/N was the only reason Eddie had made it out of the Upside Down alive. She was his oldest friend and had stuck by him throughout the murder spree that Vecna had started. Before Dustin had found them she was his source of food and updates as she smuggled him all the snacks she could. She had handled the upside down situation with a grace he admired, never once questioning anything the kids told her. Eddie had insisted she stay behind while the others went into the Upside Down to kill Vecna. Eddie would never allow her to put herself in danger and reasoned that someone had to be set up on the other side for extra weapons or to tend to injuries if they happened. At least that had been the plan until Eddie had decided to play hero.
She had thrust right into action the moment Eddie ran straight into harm’s way. He remembered the way Dustin described it. She had muttered profanities under her breath, cursing Eddie's entire lineage as she grabbed a chair and anything she could stand on to lunge herself into the upside down. 
He thought he was a goner. All he could see were the demobats circling him, the sound of flesh tearing as they took chunks from his body. And suddenly everything was on fire. The tornado of monsters had been lit up.
He thought she was an angel at first, coming to take him to heaven. It wasn’t until she crouched down next to him, her eyes panicked as she took in his bleeding wounds, that he realized she was there. She spoke but he couldn’t hear what she said. Instead, he had smiled, happy that his last moments would be looking at the woman he loved. He would have died a happy man then. 
The next thing he knew he had woken up in a hospital with her by his side. 
“Why are you just staring at me?” she asked with a tilt of her head. He had been quiet as his mind had wandered into their shared trauma. “Is there something on my face?”
“You mean besides perfection? Nah,” he replied with a cheesy grin. Even after everything, he’d been too scared to tell her how he felt. He didn’t want to lose her. And admitting feelings would be putting their friendship at risk. 
“Oh, well, that’s a given,” she chuckled. “Anyways, I came to see if you’d be down for some fun.”
“Fun?” Eddie raised an eyebrow, intrigued at what she had planned. She pulled out a small bag of suspicious-looking herbs. “Ah, that kind of fun.”
Before he knew it they were both stoned out of their minds. Getting high was something they just always did together. It brought them closer, and to be honest, both of them laying in bed, stoned out of their minds, was the most peace Eddie had ever felt in his life. 
“Do you remember when we were fifteen and Tyler Stone gave us our first blunt?” Her voice was melodious as she rolled over to look at him. He grabbed the blunt he had rolled from her hand, taking a second to enjoy the feel of her fingers brushing against his. “The beginning of the end for us, huh?” 
He smiled as he took another hit. They’d been inseparable since they had met during the first year of high school. She was beautiful, although maybe a bit too odd to be part of the cool crowd. Either way, she was well-liked and respected, unlike him. Their chemistry didn’t make much sense to anyone who looked at them, but they’d long accepted the fact that they just worked. He was certain that she would leave Hawkins after she graduated high school, but instead, she stuck around and got a job writing for the daily paper. She claimed she was happiest in the small town, and he’d secretly hoped what she really meant was that she was happiest wherever he was. God knew that was the truth for him.
She propped herself up to look at him. The feel of her hair brushing against his arm sent a slight shiver through him, and he was in the perfect state of mind to appreciate it. They were both sprawled on his bed with their bodies so close they were just an inch from touching. His eyes met hers and he silently gulped. She was intoxicating.
“Do you know what you’re doing next now that you’ve finally graduated?” 
He groaned at the question. The future was an awful thought. He was uncertain of everything and wasn’t quite ready to think that far ahead. He mindlessly tousled his hair, a habit he had whenever he felt unsure. The only thing he was certain of was her.
“I’m going to get high. With you,” he finally replied. “For the rest of my life.”
Her smile was dazzling as she plucked the blunt from his hand. Her hand stopped as it grazed him and he watched with curious eyes as it fell to his chest before slowly trailing down his abdomen.
“I think you should do more than get high with me,” her voice was soft and seductive as she slid a leg over him and effectively straddled him. Eddie would have been frozen in his place if he had been sober, but the drug in his system allowed him to remain relaxed. His hands instinctively made their way to her thighs, rubbing against her soft skin. They had hugged and even cuddled before, but this touch was much more intimate than anything they’d ever shared. 
She looked like an absolute goddess above him. The sweat from the summer heat made her skin shine and she looked peaceful as she took another drag. She was warm and inviting, and he felt his heart begin to beat faster as he realized certain words were fighting to escape him.
“I’m in love with you,” he finally admitted. It was the first time he had said it out loud. It was a wonderful relief to finally have those words out of his mouth - to have that fact in the open for her to hear. 
“I know,” she leaned forward with a gentle smile, eyes sparkling with what Eddie could only recognize as adoration. “I love you too.” 
His hand wrapped around the back of her neck as he gently brought her down towards him. Their eyes fluttered closed as their lips met in a tender union. She was as soft as he’d expected, and only after a few moments had passed did he realize how hungry he was for her. He deepened the kiss, pushing her lips open as his tongue slid inside and across hers. With a quick movement, she was beneath him, feeling his body as he pushed himself between her warm thighs. She let out a moan that set his skin on fire, and only with great restraint did he allow himself to pull away from her. 
“Be mine?” he breathed, eagerly searching her face for signs of acceptance. 
“I’ve been yours for years, Ed,” she chuckled. “Now shut up and kiss me again.”  
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omgjumin · 2 years
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Another request😭😭😭
Dom Geto Suguru x bratty reader + smut prompts 2 + 12 + 30.
mirror - geto suguru
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summary: you want geto's attention so you get it but that doesnt stop you from being a brat
tags: degrading, pussy slaps, mirror sex, pet names (princess, baby), fingering, i think that's it
notes: ive never written geto before so hopefully this lives up to ur expectations 🙏🏼 ty!
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"spread your legs, pretty girl. i know you can do it for me." geto whispered into your ear. his hands wrapped around the plush skin of your thighs, coaxing it to spread farther apart. "good girl." geto slowly brought your thighs over his to keep them from closing as he slid his hand down your stomach. he could feel the shiver that ran up and down your body as he barely began to touch you.
geto's long fingers drew circles around your clit, purposely avoiding the bundles of nerves that begged to be touched. "please." you begged, though you had no idea what you truly were begging for. to touch him, for him to touch you properly, to fuck you, you didn't know, nor did you care. you just wanted his attention, that's what you got. "please what?" geto chuckled as you only managed to mumble a whine of his name. "earlier you wanted my attention so badly and bow you can't even tell me what you want? my pathetic little thing." though geto's words were degrading, he gave you what you craved. his fingers plunged into you without a second thought. two thick fingers spreading you out and nice for him as the other hand wrapped around neck. his fingers kept a slow and steady pace, teasing enough for a pace that still feels good but makes you beg, plead for more. "you look good with my hands around your throat, don't you think?"
geto's grip around your neck only tightened when you didn't look at yourself through the mirror. your eyes locked onto his dark ones, looking down, you could see how his fingers were being sucked into your glistening cunt, attempting to milk him as if it was his cock inside you instead. with the lack of oxygen that filled your brain, your pulsing heartrate that you could swear that you can feel it in your pussy, and the way his eyes looked like they were devouring you in the mirror, made you squeeze your eyes shut, subsequently, clenching down on his fingers. "baby, look at me. look at your slutty self in the mirror getting fucked by my fingers." when you shook your head, too focused on the way his fingers at an antagonizing pace felt inside of you. geto rolled his eyes before yanking his fingers out of you, landing a slap against your aching clit. "focus only on me." geto whispered into your ear once more.
"cmon baby, sit on it for me." geto pleaded, well, rather demanded but it didn't sound like that to you. letting out a huff, you slowly raised your hips before dragging them back down onto his cock, giving him a taste of his own medicine. "fucking bitch…" geto breathed out. you began to roll your hips against his, squeezing his cock the way you knew he'd mewl at. "yeah? you like that?" you cockily said as if you weren't under his control. "oh, shut up." geto forcibly thrusted his hips up into you, in the way he knew you'd whimper at. "yeah? you like that?" geto mocked in a similar tone. he only smiled when your eyes rolled into back of your head when he kept fucking you in front of the mirror in the same manner. "keep your eyes on me." geto grabbed your chin, forcing you to look at yourself in the mirror. 
"sugu, please, let me cum, please.." you begged as you began to tear up. tears ran down your face as geto kept an unrelenting pace. "go ahead, cream around me baby." with a particular sharp hit of his hips, the tip of of cock kissed your cervix leaving you in shambles as you released onto him. "such a messy baby, what are we-" you quickly and quite purposely, clenched down onto his cock to shut him up. "you know you can kiss me, right?" geto rolled his eyes before latching his lips onto yours. "are you okay to keep going? i'm close too." geto mumbled into your lips. you softly nodded before pushing his damp black hair back behind his ear. "i love you, suguru."
"i love you too, princess."
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pro-bee · 2 months
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So some of you may know the lore about how I was mad inspired in the fall of 2019/early 2020 after Ziva’s resurrection to write fic and started this multi chapter fic… and then the pandemic happened and I lost interest and haven’t touched it in four years lol.
I don’t know what’s happening this week but I’m betting it’ll blow whatever head canon I had in mind back then out of the water and that fic is going into the vault lmao
Look how far we’ve come friends 😂
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stabbyfoxandrew · 7 months
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y'all who like my AUs and play wipw with me, i have a small dilemma: last week i got so many asks that it stressed me out. a lot.
i wanna keep doing wipw. so... do i turn off my inbox after i get a certain number of asks or limit it to one ask per person? like idk i don't wanna not do it because it's so fun and i like it but oh my god last week was rough for me and my silly little brain
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bioexorcizm · 9 days
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sorry for writing only purple prose btw. do u still think im cool and smart
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134340am · 2 years
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heheh Yuna I love seeing you wholeheartedly embrace your coffeeshop era <333
& my order is one iced americano with one pump of chai syrup & our beloved kirishima kiss kiss
there's a commotion outside the agency.
you're not sure what it is, and why there's a huge flock of people waiting around—if it was a fight, red riot would've come out of his office and broken it up already; and if it was a bunch of adoring fans, security would take care of it.
so why is there a massive crowd gathering outside in the sweltering summer heat, on a random afternoon in the week? and why are the agency staff—sidekicks, marketing, the support team, and holy shit, is that Dynamight himself also making a beeline for the crowd outside?
you'd love to head out and investigate as well, maybe get in a quick walk around the block to stretch your legs, but you sit back down in front of your laptop. the agency can only afford to hire one receptionist for now, and that's you, which means you won't be leaving your seat any time soon.
you sulk from behind your desk as the agency staff slowly trickle back in, toting large cups of what looked like iced coffee and sweet tea. dynamight saunters back in behind a group of ladies from public relations, an americano in hand and a latte in another. you catch sight of a familiar face gracing the cup sleeves—spiky hair, stunning abs, and a smile so bright it could rival the sun. it's red riot.
holy shit, did someone order a red riot-themed coffee truck?
"it was denki's idea." a familiar voice rang out from behind you. "said he wanted to congratulate me for jumping up the ranks."
you turn to see kirishima, hair still dripping wet from his post-patrol shower. you struggle to keep your eyes on his face, and not on the water droplets that pool in his collarbones and trickle down past the hem of his shirt.
"oh, right— congratulations on number five, red riot!" you squeak, nails digging into your jeans. "well deserved, sir!"
he thanks you with a shy laugh. "i'll keep doing my best." kirishima's eyes trail over to your desk, noting the lack of an iced coffee on it. "do you not like coffee? last i heard, the truck serves tea as well."
"oh, i can't leave my seat."
"it'll only take a while, c'mon!"
"the line looks pretty long, though," you say with a wince. "but really, i'm fine! i'll take a look at the truck after work."
"hmmm, denki said it'll only be here till four, though." kirishima frowns. then he breaks into a smile, the change in facial expression happening so fast you nearly missed it. "wait here."
and he's gone, jogging off to where the truck was. you watch with equal parts embarrassment and honour as the crowd parts for him, your heart roaring in your chest. that must've been the longest conversation you've ever had with your boss in the past few months you've been working here—and now he's jogging back to you with an armful of four, no, five different drinks with a bright smile gracing his face.
well, that's it. this is hands down the highlight of your career.
"i wasn't sure what you liked, but it was my fault for not asking before i left—so i got a bit of everything," he explains, setting the drinks down on your desk carefully. "this is iced tea, this is iced mocha, this is, uh, oat milk latte, and this is just hot green tea. i can get you a honey stick if you want. and this is an iced americano with some chai in it."
kirishima concludes his ramble with a deep breath, looking immeasurably proud of himself for remembering everything.
"thank you so much, red riot. you really didn't have to." you can feel heat flaring up to your ears as you speak, a foreign twist settling in your stomach. "i'll take the americano."
"aw, don't call me red riot. just kirishima is fine," he replies with yet another smile, and there it is again—the strange fluttering in your tummy that makes its way up to your chest.
"thank you, kirishima." you test out the sound of his name on your tongue. you like it, you think. you'd like to say it more often.
kirishima picks up the mocha and crushes half of it in a single sip. "no problem!" he chirps with a grin. "anything for you."
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jojosbizarrefanfics · 2 years
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if you're going to put your x reader stuff in the main tag please put it under a keep reading at least bro wtf
I write at 1am on mobile when insomnia hits so respectfully, no lmao most of them are not even long 😭
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dick-the3rd · 2 years
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For the bad things happen bingo, brujay and zip ties maybe?
You know, this was supposed to be a drabble, and a lot less kinkier, but guess it had other plans. I decided to post on ao3 bc I came to the conclusion it was too big for Tumblr.
Cutting Ties, Brujay, Mature.
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Masterpost here
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snakeswagbracket · 1 year
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The final four matches of Round 2 are out! I got feedback that it would be helpful to label which snake is which, so going forward I'll include a little caption underneath the photos!
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majimassqueaktoy · 1 year
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You spelt yakuza wrong in your bio
LEAF ME ALONE... I sick, and small, ..... i played the yakiza and judgment games
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burningthetree · 1 year
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1, safe and warm for 5, 10, 34 (or really your favorite thing about your style), and 45 for the fic questions!!
much love 💖
Evie!! I'm booping your nose right back <3
1. What fic of yours would you recommend to someone who had never read any of your work?
I think either one of my Sakuatsu one-shots or my longer Sakuatsu fic. I wouldn't recommend the Bokuaka one because it's MCD and also incredibly long. If you like MCD, then by all means, go ahead with the Bokuaka one. Otherwise safe and warm.
5. What do you wish someone would ask you about safe and warm?
I put a lot of thought into the character constellations. I struggled a lot at first choosing which characters to write about – I had the idea for the plot, I knew I wanted to write the story, but I had like…I think nine or ten different character constellations for it and I couldn't decide, until I ultimately settled on Sakuatsu + Kuroo (with Iwaizumi and Ushijima as the side characters/antagonists (more or less)). For our main trio, I mainly connected them to their school banners (Atsumu -> we don’t need the memories, nasty of me considering he has amnesia lol, Kuroo -> connect, Sakusa -> effort; and this all neatly connects with their motives and actions in the story), as well as some canon elements (like Sakusa thinking that Kuroo looks like a con-man, so I made him a con-man because it fits his character best). For Iwaoi, I thought that love would be a great motivation, and for Ushijima, he just has a vendetta against Oikawa which is a fun play with canon. There’s going to be more characters but I’m not going to spoil it, but I spent at least two weeks on constructing the characters like this until I was satisfied with it lol
10. How do you decide what to write?
It’s always very much dependent on my mood. Like I need to be in the mood for a certain story in order to actually make progress on it, otherwise it’ll just be extremely frustrating (hence why I often have multiple stories ongoing at the same time). I also never write out of order for a story, so I go pretty much chronologically safe for a few dialogues that might come up at a later point, but never a fully fleshed-out scene. So if I’m in the mood for the next scene in a fic, I’ll write that. If not, I’ll write something else, and if need be, start a one-shot that I may or may not end up posting
34. What aspects of your writing are inspired by/taken from your real life?
I draw a lot of emotion from real life because it makes it much easier to write certain scenes. Like, if there’s a highly emotional scene (there were plenty in forget me not), I will connect it to something I had to go through irl and relate it to how I felt in that situation to make the writing process of describing those intricate and delicate emotions as best and relatable, and realistic most of all, as possible. That also leads to me massively projecting sometimes and trauma dumping in my writing but no one will ever really know for sure what is fiction and what isn’t lol
As for my favourite thing about my style, I use alliteration a lot because it makes me ridiculously happy, or any other literary devices like metaphors or similes or asyndetons/polysyndetons, all these kinds of things to convey subtle meaning through language use that I am absolutely obsessed with because of studying linguistics. So maybe that’s my favourite thing.
45. What's something you've improved on since you started writing fic?
I started writing fic when I was ten, so…almost 13 years ago so there’s a LOT that I’ve improved on because obviously age makes a huge difference. I got better at understanding the characters and their ideals and I also got a better grasp on canon, which (I think so at least) gives me the ability to write the different relationships better and draw out the scenes/story a lot more than I was able a couple of years back. I also used to write on a very irregular basis, and I am now actively trying to write every day or at least take notes on my stories each day so I don’t distance myself from it too much if life gets busy. Something I also learned is to properly draft and outline my ideas to assure that massive writer’s block doesn’t happen (it still does, sometimes, but not as bad as before).
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waterrtribe · 2 years
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i keep trying to imagine what the smallville writers room was like and what they were thinking when it came to certain decisions, particularly lana's character arc.
(this is long im so sorry i dont know where it all came from)
so okay. they're writing this show about superman's origins, and they're plotting out where the characters will end up, and since it's technically a prequel, they already know how each main character's story is going to end: clark will become superman, lex will become his nemesis, and lana is going to be his ex-girlfriend.
they clearly wrote clark and lex's relationship with the intention of reaching those endings. they knew and we knew that clark and lex would eventually fall out and lex would become a villain. they foreshadowed it constantly, even as early as season 1. and with each new season they showed clark and lex's relationship deteriorate and lex's character regress just a little bit more. sure, there was a little back and forth here and there where they tried to repair their friendship but overall, it was a pretty steady decline. there was never truly a question of whether lex could turn himself around, even if we wanted him to. especially after first two or three seasons, that became pretty clear. it seemed like the writers knew that they were writing a tragedy when it came to clark and lex (there were so many references to julius caesar and hamlet and other classic tragedies lmao).
i think that's why i liked it so much - the tragedy of it all, where you find yourself hoping for a different ending despite knowing that ultimately it will end badly, is what makes it so compelling to watch. it's effective because they make you hope for a happy ending before taking it away.
so what i don't get is, why did they drag out clark and lana's relationship and frame them with the Will They, Won't They trope, when they know and we know that They Won't? why didn't they instead let their relationship reach its natural conclusion and let lana's character grow and progress past their terrible relationship? why didn't they approach this story as a tragedy in the same way they approached clark's other major relationship on the show (outside of the one with his parents) -- his relationship with lex?
like their constant back and forth was already annoying to watch, but even more so when you know that they're ultimately going to break up and none of it will really matter. they Could have made it matter to us emotionally by writing an actual compelling romance that we would be sad to see end like they did with clark and lex's friendship, but they didn't. when they finally end things eight (!!! kill me!!!) whole seasons in, i didn't feel any sadness or loss, i just felt so relieved (especially because those episodes in season 8 were just so bad overall lmao). i just thought, oh finally. thank god.
it's just that part of the reason the writing of lana's character is so frustrating to me is because there were so many places to take it, since they basically put No effort into developing her as an individual, (and i personally believed she was headed to a darker place character-wise and i have a whole story idea for how it could've happened but i'm already rambling too much), but i could never see what little potential she had actually lead Anywhere because they kept dragging her back to the same terrible relationship repeatedly and there was never any satisfying conclusion for her and i just find that so Aggravating
anyway, considering that she's like the third main character on the show, i just think they did her a huge disservice
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