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rose-tea-and-strawberries · 1 year

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"Don't You Know It's Bad Luck To See Your Bride Before The Wedding?"

Warning: I write reader as female

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One of the most interesting things about having a girlfriend from another world is learning about the culture and traditions that her world possesses. Normally, he would consider every part of the home of the love of his life nothing less than perfect, since it managed to create such an exceptional individual - the very same individual that he can proudly call his. This was, however, before you mentioned a certain tradition/superstition that you had where the soon-to-be husband and wife spend the night before their wedding apart and forbids said betrothed couple from seeing each other until they meet at the altar.

Here’s how our dear NRC boys would react when told this news:

Is cool with it. At least on the outside. They understand that it’s a silly little tradition from your home world so they let you spend the night with Adeuce (you bet that those two are your bridesmen/men of honour and the three of you and Grim are going to have the greatest bachelorette party of your life)/Papa Crewel

But of all traditions, why this one? He seems perfectly calm when you say goodbye - you pretend you don’t notice how he holds you much longer and tighter than he usually does when he hugs you - and your text messages to each other are as normal as they can be, but no matter how hard he tries he just can’t shake off the cold feeling of loneliness your absence brings and how his body feels empty without yours to anchor it.

Once the festivities of his bachelor party are over, it takes five minutes of him trying and failing to keep himself occupied and distracted before his desire to at least hear your voice becomes unbearable and he grabs his phone to call you. He wordlessly slips off somewhere where none of his friends would find him and he gives you a ring. The two of you speak to each other until one of you falls asleep.

He would actually go through with it in its entirely and seeing you walking down the aisle in all your glory and beauty, emerging through the door like a celestial being, after hours of not seeing you had him completely awestruck, like a dying man seeing an oasis after spending hours crawling through the desert. It nearly almost made the wait worth it.

Just never make him go through that again. Please.

Trey, Jamil, Silver, Jack, Sebek

Instantly shoots it down.

Listen, Y/N, he loves you so much it hurts. He’ll move mountains for you, pluck the stars and moon out of the sky for you. He’d make the sun rise from the west if that’s what you desired. If there’s an option to carve out his heart and present it to you on a silver platter he would. Every breath he takes, every time his heart beats, and every hour of every day, he’s dedicated to making you the happiest person in the world - the ring on your finger is an attest to that.

But he won’t, absolutely will not nor ever, deprive himself of a single minute of your presence. He’s trying to make up for the years he’s spent without even knowing you and now that he has you in his life, do you think he goes a day without thanking every force in the multiverse that you found him and filled his life with light and colour and laughter. Do you truly believe that he would ever even attempt to get any amount of rest when you’re not in his arms? It’s absolutely unfathomable and he will stand for it. Now come over here and spend the next hour cuddling him for speaking such nonsense.

It does not matter how long your respective bachelor and bachelorette parties last, you two are spending the night together and that’s that. Full stop.

And don’t worry about the consequences. Whatever supposed ‘bad luck’ that befalls you as a result of his actions, he’ll shoulder it all. In sickness and in health until the end of time, after all.

Riddle, Vil, Jamil, Azul, Leona, Malleus, Idia

Haha, no ♡

Leona, Lilia, Jade, Floyd

WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO HIM???? 🥺😭

Ever since you brought it up, he’s been nothing but clingy. It’s hard to tell where you start and he ends from the way he’s hugging you so close it’s like he’s trying to fuse the two of you together.

He wants to do it for you since you’re already sacrificing so much by being away from your home but-but that means that he has to spend a whole entire night without you! Don’t you know he can’t live without your goodnight kisses? And your good morning kisses? And your breakfast kisses and lunch kisses? And you’re just going to desert him like that? Abandon him and then deprive him of hours of kisses and cuddles that legally are his right to have? Starve him of his well-deserved affection and leave him when he needs you the most? Just tell him that you hate him, it would hurt less.

This boy is going to be facetiming you throughout his entire bachelor party - the rules of your world be damned. He’s going to be marrying you in less than 24 hours and he wants to spend every second of his excitement and pure elation with you.

These boys are also the reason as to why you have to have people stationed outside your changing room like guards to make sure that the surprise of your wedding dress isn’t ruined because ‘they just had to see you’.

Needless to say, you are going to be spending the night together

But seriously he’s tried to follow you into the bathroom. Just tell him that it’s an old custom that no one abides by anymore before he breaks the door down.

Ace, Deuce, Cater (100% snapchats/live tweets his feelings of betrayal), Ruggie, Epel, Kalim, Azul, Floyd, Rook

You used your impeccable negotiation skills (puppy eyes) to reach a compromise. You’ll spend the night in Ortho’s room and the two of you will spend the entire night before your wedding playing video games using your matching couple headphones. Ortho will run interference until you leave the next day to get ready to make sure that you don’t end up seeing each other.

Or at least that was the plan until Idia woke up in the middle of the night to find his room devoid of the only lights in his life. Without even thinking, he leaves his bedroom and goes over to where you and his brother are and he gets into bed with you and cuddles you.

Listen normie, you’ve wormed your way into his heart so take some responsibility. If your world is right, then he’ll take the L. He’s used to doom and gloom so whatever bad luck happens can’t be worse than the life he had without you and it certainly isn’t worth even an hour without you by his side.

Idia

Are you kidding him, Herbivore?

First he has to go to some stupid bachelor party that his brother, Ruggie and Jack are throwing because no one would shut up about it when he could be sleeping with you and now you’re telling him that you want him to spend the night alone when he could be sleeping with you?

No. Absolutely not.

He doesn’t care if you think it’ll bring him bad luck or whatever. He’s not spending the night without you. In fact, he’s not even going to go to that blasted party. You and him can just spend the entire time napping in bed.

What? He has to go. Fine. They get one hour. Then, you're his. And if anything tries to get in the way of yours and his happiness, he’ll turn it to ash with his very claws.

Leona

Child of Man, he does not understand. You mean to tell him that in your world, a betrothed couple must spend the eve and morning of their nuptials apart lest a curse of bad luck shall befall them? He’s never heard of such a thing. Humans have such strange customs from where you’re from. You needn’t worry, however, as the future king and powerful mage, he is more than capable of handling whatever calamity that comes your way. A measly little curse is no match for a fae such as he. Therefore, there is no reason for you to deprive him of the warmth of your body for he shall always be there to soothe your fears. He has sworn to protect you and made an oath to you that no harm shall ever befall you.

For if anyone dares to prove him otherwise, he shall deal with them.

Personally.

Malleus (it takes him a while to realise it’s not an actual curse since your world doesn’t even have magic to begin with but he still makes you wear enchanted jewellery on your person just in case - even though every piece of jewellery he had gifted you prior to that is chock full with protection charms and that’s not even counting the heaps of blessings he gave you) (It’s like that time you told him about the curse of ‘The Scottish Play’ all over again)

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ranchthoughts · 5 months

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An Update to the Kissing Multiverse!

The first version is here, second version here, third version here. There is also a little bonus stat crunching here. My tag for this project is here.

Well, Only Friends and Dangerous Romance are over, so I am back with another GMMTV Kissing Multiverse update for you all. And boy howdy it is a doozy. We've added 16 shows, 19 actors, and 33 unique kissing pairs!

Rules

Must have visible lip to lip contact

Must be shown on screen in a GMM tv series (no kisses from ads, promotional content, trailers*, movies, etc.)

*please note this means none of the GMMTV 2024 trailers count

Breakdown by Show

The data set now includes 77 shows.

(full list in alt text)

Breakdown By Actor

The data set now includes 131 actors.

(full lists in alt text)

Results and Discussion

Unique vs. Repeat Kissing Pairs

Last time round we learned that the vast majority of GMMTV kissing pairs are one-offs and that mixed gender pairs were less likely to repeat. Those conclusions hold true for this update.

There are 169 "unique" kissing pairs in the dataset, and of those, 156 (92.3%) appear only once, in one show. 13 pairs (7.7%) appear at least twice.

The 13 pairs that appear in more than one show are:

Book/Force (in A Boss and a Babe, Enchante, and Only Friends)

Bright/Win (in 2gether and Still 2gether)

Dunk/Joong (in Hidden Agenda and Star in My Mind)

Earth/Mix (in A Tale of Thousand Stars, Cupid's Last Wish, and Moonlight Chicken)

Fiat/June (in The Gifted and The War of Flowers)

Film/Gun (in Not Me and Three Gentlebros)

First/Khaotung (in The Eclipse and Only Friends)

Gun/Off (in Not Me, Puppy Honey, Puppy Honey 2, and Theory of Love)

Lee/Mook (in My Dear Loser and The Jungle)

Louis/Neo (in The Eclipse and Fish Upon The Sky)

Marc Natarit/Pawin (in Dangerous Romance and My Gear Your Gown)

New/Tay (in Dark Blue Kiss and Kiss Me Again)

Phuwin/Pond (in Fish Upon the Sky and Never Let Me Go)

The kissing pair that has appeared in the most shows is Gun/Off, with 4 shows out as of now (and 2 more in the works!).

10 out of 13 of these repeating pairs (77%) are same gender pairs, specifically BL branded or brand-adjacent pairs. Once again, an interesting look into the GMMTV het vs BL system.

All in all, 97% of mixed gender pairs and 85% of same gender pairs appear only once, in one show.

Same Gender vs. Mixed Gender Kissing Pairs

Of the 169 "unique" kissing pairs, roughly 60% are mixed gender pairs and roughly 39% are same gender pairs. This ratio has shifted slightly from the last update (when it was 59% mixed gender and 41% same gender) as I have added more het shows to the sample.

Now to look at the shows themselves: 35% of the shows had only same gender kissing pairs, 47% of the shows had only mixed gender kissing pairs, and 18% of the shows featured both. You will notice that this is a 8% increase in favour of "mixed gender kissing only" shows compared to the last update which is due to the number of het shows I added this update.

Most Kissing Pairs Per Show

The average number of kissing pairs per show is 2.4.

The shows with the most different kissing pairs are:

Only Friends (16 different pairs)

The Warp Effect (15 different pairs)

Friendzone (11 different pairs)

The Jungle and U-Prince (9 different pairs each)

The Player (7 different pairs)

Not Me, Three Gentlebros, and 3 Will Be Free have 4 different kissing pairs each, and then all other shows have 3 or fewer kissing pairs each.

Welcome Only Friends to the top of the ranking! 🎉 A well deserved placing. I would like to take a moment to hone in on the distribution of kissing over the course of the series:

We hit 9 kissing pairs in ep. 9, 10 pairs in ep. 10, 11 pairs in ep. 11, and 12(+) pairs in ep. 12. Very satisfying.

The Power of Jojo

Jojo, every series:

You get a kiss and you get a kiss! YOU ALL GET KISSES!

(inspired by @dribs-and-drabbles here)

As we've learned over these past updates, Jojo has an outsized impact on the number of kissing pairs. He has directed roughly 10% of the shows in this sample, but his shows account for nearly a third of all kissing pairs (32%). Half of Jojo's shows are in the top 6 for most kissing pairs per show (Only Friends, The Warp Effect, Friendzone, and The Player).

The average number of kissing pairs in a Jojo show is 7.4, compared to 1.8 for non-Jojo shows.

Interesting to note: last update, the average number of kissing pairs per show for Jojo shows was 6.0 (1.4 lower) and the average for non-Jojo shows was the same (1.8). Only Friends had quite the impact.

(note: in this section, I am just looking at kissing pair iterations here not at unique kissing pairs, e.g., Phuwin/Pond are a pair in two shows (once in a Jojo show and once in a non-Jojo show), so they are counted twice.)

Most Kissing Partners

First, to put this in context: 50.4% of the actors in this sample have only had one kissing partner. The average number of kissing partners per actor is 2.6 (an increase of 0.3 from last update - again, possibly due to Only Friends).

We've had some significant changes in the leader board this update. Previously, our top 5 were Joss (10 kissing partners), Lee and Namtan (9 each), and Ohm and Nanon (7 each).

Welcome our new leader, Lee, with 12 kissing partners!

Krist takes the second spot (11 different kissing partners), followed by Joss (10), Namtan (9) and First (8) to round out our top five.

Next we have Gigie, Mild, Nanon, New, Off, and Ohm with 7 different kissing partners each; Film, Mond, Mook, Neo, and Singto with 6 kissing partners each; and Bright, Fluke Pusit, Jan, Khaotung, and Mark Pakin with 5 kissing partners each. There are also eleven actors with 4 different partners, and fifteen actors with 3 different partners each.

This update sees an astonishing 6 new kissing partners for Krist and 3 for First, catapulting them into the top 5. The impact of Only Friends can't be denied either - it increased every one of its actors' total kissing partners, and pushed Mond, Neo, Khaotung, and Mark Pakin up into the upper echelons, along with First, of course.

Most Kissing Partners in One Show

We have a new reigning champion for "Most Kissing Partners in One Show"! Thanks to his tireless hard work in Only Friends kissing 5 different people, Neo rockets to the top of the list.

We now have seven people who have kissed 4 different people in one show thanks to Only Friends (First, Mark Pakin, and Mond in Only Friends; Fluke Pusit, Gigie, and New in The Warp Effect; and Plustor in Friendzone), and eight cases of people kissing 3 different people in one show (Book, Force, and Khaotung in Only Friends; Joss and Namtan in The Player; Joss again in 3 Will Be Free; Krist in The Jungle; and Singto in Friendzone).

Please note that all of these instances (except for Krist in The Jungle) happened in Jojo shows.

In total, there are 52 instances of people kissing more than one person in a show, and 31% of actors in the sample have kissed more than one person in a show at least once.

Which of the GMMTV boys has kissed the most guys?

Last update we had a five-way tie for first place between First, Fluke Pusit, Neo, Plustor, and Singto, with 4 men kissed each. Only Friends has significantly changed the situation.

Congratulations to First for taking first place in the men kissing men category, with 7 men kissed! Next we have Neo in second place (6 men kissed) and Khaotung in third (5 men kissed).

First has kissed Gawin (Not Me), Force (Only Friends), Khaotung (The Eclipse and Only Friends), Mark Pakin (Only Friends), Mix (Moonlight Chicken), Mond (Only Friends), and Ohm (The Shipper)

Neo has kissed Drake (Only Friends), Force (Only Friends), Louis (The Eclipse and FUTS), Mark Pakin (Only Friends), Mond (Only Friends), and Title (Only Friends)

Khaotung has kissed Book (Only Friends), First (The Eclipse and Only Friends), Mond (Only Friends), Pawin (55:15 Never Too Late), and Pod (Tonhon Chonlatee)

There are now seven men who have kissed 4 men each: Fluke Pusit, Krist, Mark Pakin, Mond, New, Plustor, and Singto. Special shoutout to Mark Pakin, Mond, and Plustor for racking up all these kisses over the course of one show each (Only Friends, Only Friends, and Friendzone respectively).

Finally, there are eight men who have kissed 3 men each, and eleven who have kissed two men each.

The Kiss Web

Behold... the Kiss Web, newly updated:

And, as usual, some colourful breakdowns too:

The reach of the top 5 kissers: Lee, Krist, Joss, Namtan, and First.

The kissing webs of the top three shows: Only Friends (in pink), The Warp Effect (in blue), and Friendzone (in green). Yes these are all Jojo shows.

Some "kissing triangles" (no squares this time because there were too many to show). Note the triangles completed in the course of one show: Nat-Plustor-Singto (Friendzone), First-Khaotung-Mond (Only Friends), Mark Pakin-Neo-Title (Only Friends), Fluke Pusit-Gigie-New (The Warp Effect), and Joss-Mild-Tay (3 Will Be Free).

I’ve been having fun Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon-ing around this web and I’d like to propose a challenge to you all: what is the longest chain between two people (with the most people between them) possible? Basically, reverse Six Degrees of Kevin Bacon. Bonus points if there is no quicker shortcut between them.

If you’d like to play another little game, see my post here.

Contributing authors: @airenyah, @alsoran, @alwaysthepessimist, various anons, @bengiyo, @burnsuncomet, @callipigio, @cangse-sanren, @catboykacchan, @catboyjosten, @catsundmaus, @chickenstrangers, @crowie, @dribs-and-drabbles, @ffirstkhao, @foralleternityidiot, @isaksbestpillow, @jeonghanurl, @kattahj, @kpinhiding, @lurkingshan, @maibpenrai, @maybeitdontmakesense, @nieves-de-sugui, @non-binarypal7, @sammie-lightwood-bane, @sollucets, @userneos, @theselightsareblinding, @tiistirtipii, @waitmyturtles, @williamrikers

Data visualization consultants and beloved proofreaders: @chickenstrangers, @dribs-and-drabbles, @wen-kexing-apologist

Asked to be tagged: @blmpff

#kissing multiverse #gmmtv kissing multiverse #ofts #thanks for coming along on this journey with me!#and big thanks once again to those who contributed kisses #it will be a while till the next update - gotta let some more shows come out - but this project isn't done yet!#I would like to make a specific request - does anyone know what kisses happen in Wolf?

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misamy-art · 6 months

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Bad memories 😣❤️‍🩹

a little context about the previous drawing "candle" 😌✨

"I'm not good with comic panels, it's my first time doing one haha"

Lore: In my universe the giants are beings from another dimension. another land so to speak. When resources ran out on Earth and it was impossible to inhabit it due to pollution, humans traveled to another "multiverse" seeking refuge.

Once on the new earth, the politicians and people with money left all other humans behind, taking refuge in their privilege and the excellent treatment they had achieved with the leaders of the new dimension. forcing the remaining human population to become pets and entertainment for the beings from the other dimension, the giants.

Ángel, a young man of just 13 years old. He was literally taken from his home by a giant hand in the sky, and ended up being the pet of one of the cruelest and sadistic girls you could ever meet.

after several months of abuse, torture and humiliation by this evil girl.

There was an incident that caused this girl to throw him out. getting rid of him like a little hamster for Christmas.

giving it as a birthday present to one of her less close friends.

Luckily for little Angel, this girl named Samantha, only 12 years old, turned out to be the opposite of "evil."

When she saw him in those horrendous conditions, with so many scars and bruises, she decided to promise him that she would take care of him and give him the best life she could. as far as she was capable.

and that's what I tried day after day, until eventually they became more than close.

a boy with a broken soul and a giant with a pure heart. ❤️‍🩹

#macro #micro #tiny #g/t #giant/tiny #gigantes #gigantic #gt #gt community #gt story

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gojos-thot-patrol · 7 months

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hiiii i learned your name Aiden!!! How are you? Hallow i’m the sugu angst anon, sadly not asking for angst because poor sugu need a break and i love him so much so he deserves the whole world, i wanna thank you for writing my requests 🫶

and if you wanna consider 👀 perhaps an au where sugu didn’t spiral into the whole monkeys thing and so he is a teacher just like satoru? and he’s dating reader whose also a teacher, and they’re in a secret relationship that got revealed and gojo feels betrayed LMAO, anddd that’s all, hope you’re doing great! 🫶

Angsty Anon, how are you!? I love your requests, it's always a pleasure to write for you 💙💙 and yeah, I'm Aiden! I'm only now realizing I've never properly introduced myself on here, so, I guess this is my official introduction lol. And of course, I would love to consider Sugu as a teacher, that's so cute!

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Starring Suguru Geto, in a slightly softer world.

Have you ever heard of the multiverse theory? It gets switched around and misinterpreted a lot, but the basic premise of it is that for every possible outcome, there is a universe that follows it. So, for example, if you're on a walk one morning, and come across a fork in the road, you may choose the left path. When you do this, another universe is created in which you choose the right path, and yet another still where you didn't go on any walk at all.

As such, this implies that there are some fundamental truths across all universes. Every universe you encounter will have stars in the sky, and a force of gravity will keep everyone down. You won't find a universe where atoms aren't the building blocks of life. You won't find a universe that doesn't have a sun in its center. And you won't find a universe where Suguru Geto is a morning person.

He all but yells into his pillow as his alarm sounds off at 5:45 AM. He considers violence, a possible war crime against his phone for committing the egregious sin of waking him up before the sun is even up. He considers aggressively turning the alarm off and going back to sleep, letting the world continue on without him as he becomes one with his comforter.

And in the end he does none of it. He turns his alarm off like a normal person, and forces himself out of bed at the truly ungodly hour of 5:45 AM. Why you ask? Because class starts at 7 AM, and the kids he teaches are relying on him to show up and be a model jujutsu sorcerer, just like they are for all of the other teachers at Jujutsu High. And just as it is a fundamental truth that Suguru Geto is not a morning person, it's a fundamental truth that he would do absolutely anything for those he loves. And Suguru loves all of those kids, even if they can get a little annoying at times.

He’s falling asleep while brushing his teeth when he gets his first text of the day from you. A short and sweet “Good morning sweetie 💜” to give him the motivation to push through his morning routine.

He sends “Good morning to you too Darling 🖤” to you while smiling, finishing up brushing his teeth before mentally preparing himself for the arctic plunge of a shower he’s about to take to finish waking himself up.

Once he’s dressed and as awake as he’s going to be at 6:00 AM, he goes to check on Nanako and Mimiko out of habit. Of course, he finds their shared room empty, considering they moved into the dorms a week ago when school started.

“Right.” He grumbled to himself, shaking his head. At this point, it feels like he’ll never get used to them not being around. He wondered how Satoru adapted so quickly when Megumi moved into the dorms. Then again, Satoru seemed to be made for adaptation, meanwhile, Suguru had always struggled more with change.

Before he could get too lost in his thoughts, A car horn blared through the quiet suburb. “What is he-?!” Suguru snapped at the air before rushing outside and into his friends car.

“What the hell are you doing Satoru?!” He asked, suddenly very awake.

“Letting you know I’m here.” Gojo smiled as he pulled out of Sugurus drive way and onto the road.

“Correct me if I’m wrong, but could you not have just texted me?” Suguru grumbled, “You’re going to wake up the entire neighborhood!”

“My phones dead.” Satoru shrugged. He had a habit of passing out while scrolling tik tok and forgetting to put his phone on the charger.

“And I suppose knocking on my door was out of the question?” Suguru asked. Gojo clearly did not see the issue with violating air pollution laws, and it was starting to irk him.

“In the rain? No way dude!” He laughed. It was at this point Geto looked out the window. Well shit, it was raining. He was so focused on just getting to the car he managed to miss it.

“It’s like, barely raining.” He argued with his friend. The white haired main beside him just shrugged.

“Hey man, you’re lucky I give you a ride at all,” Gojo reminded him, “I could just teleport to school.” Suguru would have tried to argue with that, but he knew better than to enter an argument on the losing side. He just sighed and shook his head.

“Whatever man….thanks for the ride.” He added at the end.

“You’re welcome!” Gojo smiled. Suguru sighed as he got comfortable in the seat, leaning against the window. The main reason he got rides from Gojo was so he could take a nap on the way to the school. It was a long drive, and the thirty minutes he spent passed out in Gojos car went a long way to making him not an asshole to his class in the morning. It felt like his eyes had been closed for all of two seconds before Satrou was waking him up, letting him know they had made it to their destination.

“Good morning Geto, good morning Gojo!” You greeted the men as they joined you in the teachers lounge. Suguru smiled warmly when he saw your face, familiar and bright, even at 6:30 in the morning.

“Good morning L/n.” Geto yawned as he rushed to the coffee pot in the room, still half full.

“Morning L/n!” Satoru beamed as he sat next to you. Normally, the three of you were on a first name basis, but a professional setting calls for professional dialect. “So, you two do anything fun on your weekend?” Gojo asked. Geto looked at you from the corner of his eyes, seeing how you handled this situation. You would have stolen a glance at him, but Gojo would have definitely noticed that.

“Eh, not much really,” You shrugged, “I went and visited my parents, and mostly just tried to catch up on reading.” That was definitely, 100% not what you were doing this weekend. In actuality, you had spent the entire weekend with Suguru. The two of you had seen a movie, checked out his favorite soba shop, and spent the vast majority of the time cuddled in his bed watching horror movies to get ready for ‘spooky season’ despite the fact in was, indeed, April.

But you couldn’t say any of that to Gojo. You and Suguru were co-workers, your romantic relationship wasn’t just discouraged and taboo- the employee handbook strictly forbid it. As much as the two of you wanted to tell your shared best friend about the beautiful relationship you’d found, you couldn’t. Mostly cause Satoru couldn’t keep a secret to save his ass.

“Cool! What about you Suguru?” Gojo smiled as he looked to his best friend, deciding for now that professional language was for the birds.

“Eh, I mostly stayed in. I re-watched the scream movies.” He shrugged as he drank his black coffee.

“Isn’t it kinda early to be watching horror movies? Or, I guess late?” Gojo asked.

“It is never too early for spooky movies.” You said, jumping to Getos defense maayybe just a little too quickly. Gojo raised his eyebrows at you.

“So I see were feeling a little defensive.” He pointed out.

“Not defensive, I’m just saying. It’s always horror movie time if you’re not a coward.”

“Hey, I-”

“Uhh, Sensei?” Itadori asked as he popped his head into the door. Immediately all attention went to him, and silently, you thanked the pink haired boy for saving your ass.

“Hey Itadori! What’s up?” Gojo asked, all smiles for his student.

“I could really use your help with the algebra assignment from last night,” Itadori explained, “I don’t think I really grasp…well numbers.” He explained. Gojo chuckled and shook his head, but didn’t argue cause he, like Geto, knew better than to argue with the truth.

“Yeah Kid, no problem. Let’s go to the classroom.” Satoru said, getting up and letting Itadori lead the way. There was a heavy silence that filled the room after, both of you listing to Satoru’s footsteps until they vanished. Once they were gone, you both let out a deep breath.

“Well that could have gone worse.” Suguru chuckled softly.

“Yeah, that was my bad,” You sighed, “I swear, he looks into the littlest of things.”

“That’s Satoru.” Suguru confirmed with a nod, “Always suspicious of something. Somethings never change.” He shrugged. You looked around, making sure the coast we clear before standing up to give Suguru a quick hug.

“Ain’t that the truth.” You chuckled. Suguru smiled as he held you close, his mind wondering off to the other things that never seemed to change. The school, sorcerer society as a whole, the way he felt for you- even all the way back in high school. He had a crush on you even before you saved him, and it only intensified after.

Of course, as far as you’re concerned you didn’t save anyone that day in the graveyard. You just talked some sense into an old friend. You would never know just how close to the edge Suguru was that day. How could you? All you knew was that his faith was shaken, and he needed some reassurance.

He could still go back to that afternoon in his mind like replaying a movie. He could still see the gray skies of fall, heavy with dark clouds. He could still smell the rain water and grave dirt hanging in the air. And could still sense the confusion he felt when you brought him to your best friends grave. He had never met the girl, she had died to a curse long before you enrolled in Jujutsu High. So why were you bringing him here now?

“This is where my friend lies,” You explained to him what he already knew. “It’s been a few years now, but I still think of her every day.”

“I’m sorry for your loss Y/n.” He said the only think he knew to say.

“Suguru, why are you a Jujutsu Sorcerer?” You asked, suddenly looking at him with overly intense eyes that made him feel so small. Why did he was he a Jujutsu Sorcerer? He didn’t fucking know! Especially not anymore. He used to know. But, he lost that direction. After Riko died. After Haibara died. He didn’t know what the point to any of this was anymore.

“Why are you a Jujutsu Sorcerer?” He asked back, not so smoothly dodging the question. You just pointed at the grave.

“For her. And for you, and for Riko and Haibara. For everyone I have loved and will love, I do it to protect them.” You explained it as if it was just that easy. And maybe it was. For you.

“How are we protecting them exactly?” He asked, eyes narrowing in suspicion, “Please, tell me just how exactly we protected Riko and Haibara?” He questioned.

“We protect them in death.” You shrugged, “Honor what they would have wanted. Do you really think Riko would want you to waste the life she so desperately wanted because of her death? Do you think Haibara would have wanted you to throw away all of your potential because some higher ups fucked him over? Or do you think they would want you to live your life to the fullest, and work hard to see that potential fulfilled?”

“I think they would want us to fight for a fundamental change in the system. For a world without curses.”

“Suguru, you and I both know that’s not possible.”

“But it is,” He argued, saying things out loud he had only thought up until now, “Humans are the only ones to produce curses, you know.”

“So what? You’re just going to kill all humans?” You scoffed at the absurdity of the idea, and he genuinely felt a little embarrassed. “What would that fix?”

“Well, there would be no curses, for one.” He pointed out.

“And what would that achieve?”

“We wouldn’t have to watch our friends and family die at the hands of disgusting curses!” He argued, frustrated that you couldn’t see his vision.

“No, we would just have to watch them die at the hands of other sorcerers, right?” You pointed out. “A world without curses doesn’t fix the cruelty that created them. Curses aren’t what killed Riko, and removing them won’t bring back Haibara.”

“No, Humans killed Riko.” He could still hear that god forsaken cult, clapping away as if a little girl hadn’t just been slaughtered. No, worse. Clapping away because a little girl had just been slaughtered. It was all he could hear late at night. You sighed and nodded.

“That's true. She was killed by a human, who was raised by sorcerers.”

“So are you trying to argue that actually sorcerers are the root of all evil?”

“No Suguru, I’m trying to argue that there is no “Root of all evil.” That it’s all just beings that exist. There are bad humans, of course. Just like how there are bad sorcerers. Everything that exists exists with some good and some bad. You can’t just fix the world with one final, fucked up solution.”

“I just don’t see the point in trying to save people who historically treat us like were fucking disposable!” Suguru snapped, hating that it was starting to seem really hopeless. Were you right? Was there really nothing he could do?

“Sugu, I think you’re getting caught in the details. You’re not seeing the forest for the trees.” You sighed. “ Yes, the Star Cult was full of the most fowl people. And yeah, a lot of humans do treat us like shit. But there are just as many humans who are kind to us. Humans who see their children's cursed techniques as blessings, not curses. Humans willing to die if it means being there for the sorcerers they love and standing by them. Humans like your parents, and my best friend. Humans that are worth protecting.”

“So we have to protect them all just because a few are good?”

“Would you protect a bad person to save me?” You asked. He hadn’t really thought of it like that. It was a moral question he wasn’t ready for, and struggled to find an answer to.

“I mean, I guess I would.” He finally said.

“Exactly. That’s kinda the point of Jujutsu Sorcery for me. It’s not to protect the world- that’s too monumental of a task even for Satoru Gojo. It’s to protect the ones I love and care for.”

“And what about when we can’t protect them?” He could feel the tears prickle as his eyes now, a stinging that demanded attention. He rubbed his eyes in a futile attempt to make it go away.

“Then I live to honor them, in a way I think would make them proud. I understand where you’re coming from. Heartache is a hell of a thing to battle, and witnessing a young death changes a person. But, continuing to perpetuate that hurt, won’t make it go away. Especially when it comes to such grandiose ideas like “kill all humans!” it doesn’t fix anything. It just hurts the people around you, both with us and departed. I mean, is slaughtering a billion strangers really worth ruining the people closest to you? The ones who love you? Please, don’t let your hate kill you Suguru.”

He didn’t know what to say. But that line rang in his ears. Please, don’t let your hate kill you Suguru. It drowned out the clapping in his mind. Please, don’t let your hate kill you Suguru. It played louder than Yuki telling him that humans were the only ones to create curses, and that he knew what he believed. Please, don’t let your hate kill you Suguru. And it was what was playing in his ears as he stared at two kids in a cage. Scared, alone, neglected. He felt it then, his hate rise up like bile in his throat, threatening to slaughter him. Please, don’t let your hate kill you Suguru. Please, don’t let your hate kill you Suguru.

He took a minuet to breathe. Was killing this village really going to do anything? It would feel good, yeah- righteous even. But there were a million more like it. And he couldn’t single handedly slaughter them all. Not without hurting You, Gojo, Shoko, Riko, Haibara, and his own mother all in the process. Were a billion strangers worth the people he loved?

“You know, if you don’t want these girls in the village, there’s a better way to handle it.” That night he adopted Nanako and Mimiko. Sure, he may not be able to save every Jujutsu Sorcerer in the world. But at least he could save these two. A few weeks later, that village burned to the dirt in a forest fire, so maybe karma was real.

The bell ringing broke his train of thought, and snapped him back to the real world. You smiled as you gave him a quick kiss on the cheek. “See you at lunch!” You winked to him as you grabbed your bag and made your way to your classroom. He smiled softly as he watched you go.

“Yeah, see you then.” He said, making his way to his own classroom.

Suguru swore up and down his class wasn’t hard. It was classical literature, if ya just read the book, and did the assignments, he was pretty generous with the A’s. It was why conversations like this were always at least mildly amusing to him.

“I just don’t understand why you’re being to difficult about this” Nobara argued, “It’s just a few points!”

“Nobara, rounding from a C to an A is not a few points. It’s an entire letter grade.” He gently reminded her.

“Yeah, and what’s an entire letter grade if not just a few points?” She argued back. He sighed and rubbed his temples. Nobara had always been a forced to be reckoned with, and was always determined to get what she wanted.

“Look, Nobara, I’ll compromise with you. You know the big report we have coming up on Fires on the Plain?”

“I do.” She confirmed.

“If you do really well on it, And I mean really well, I need you to make at least an A on it- I’ll bump your grade to a B+” That was where her grade would be at anyway if she made an A on the report, “Sound good?” Nobora grinned like she got away with something.

“Oh yeah, I could do that in my sleep!” She declared, and Suguru had to hold back a laugh, “You’re on Sensei!” She grinned, muttering a soft ‘sucker’ under her breath as she left the room. Once she was gone, Suguru let his chuckle out. It was always fun tricking his students into accidentally taking their studies serious.

“Whats got you giggling?” You asked from his doorway, a small smile creeping onto your lips from the sound of his light laughter.

“Oh, nothing,” He said with a wave of his hand, “Just my students thinking they’re gaming the system by-” He pretended to check his notes- “Doing the work.”

“Let me guess, Nobara?”

“It was Nobara.” He confirmed, and you both let out a small giggle. You walked into his classroom and leaned against his desk facing him.

“Very on brand for her. So, have you thought about dinner tonight?” You asked. He smiled and nodded, getting out of his chair to come and wrap his arms around your waist. Was it risky? Kind of, everyone was out to lunch, sure, but that didn’t mean that you two weren’t out in the open. He couldn’t help it though. Whenever you were around, he had to have his arms around you. He didn’t spend almost 6 years chasing your affections to not hold you whenever he could.

“I have actually,” He smiled, “I thought we could cook something together tonight? I found a new pork belly recipe that seemed right up your ally.”

“Oooo, another night in! How exciting!” You giggled. And you meant it too. While to most people, a night in was a boring everyday thing, Jujutsu Sorcerers weren’t blessed with the luxury of having a night at home promised to them. They weren’t even guaranteed the simple pleasure of coming home at night. So, a night in to the two of you was fun, exciting, and unquantifiably valuable.

“I thought you’d be excited,” He smiled lovingly at you. You look so precious in his arms. He couldn’t believe something as beautiful and pristine as you found any value in him. That you had found him worthy of the time it took to save him. Suguru wasn’t a religious man, but he thought maybe he could believe in angels if they were half as perfect as you were. He had no idea what he did to earn the right to have you as his angel, but he was so fucking happy he did it.

His swelling emotions got the better of him, and he leaned down to kiss you. A warm current flowed between the two of you, the familiar taste of cinnamon coffee filling your senses as you melted into him. He was comforting and safe, and in his embrace you were almost convinced nothing bad could ever happen.

“OH, I KNEW IT!” Of course something bad had to happen. The two of you scrambled away from each other, looking at Gojo like two teenagers that had been caught making out in your parents car. It was actually embarrassing. “I KNEW YOU TWO HAD A THING!”

“Satoru, It’s not what it looks like!” You panicked.

“Yeah, It’s not like that, Y/n just…had something on her face! I was wiping it off.”

“With your mouth!?” Gojo scoffed.

“...Yes?” Someone, take away Suguru’s lying privileges. Your face hit your plam at the lame lie, and Gojo rolled his eyes.

“I’d asked if you guys thought I was dumb, but clearly you do! Why would you keep this from me?” He all but whined as he fully entered the classroom.

“Well Satoru, it’s…well..” You tried to think of something to save his feelings.

“There are celebrity tabloids better at keeping secrets than you Satoru.” Nevermind Suguru, go back to lying.

“Hey, that’s not true!” Satoru said on his own defense, “When Shoko started smoking again I kept that secret!”

“Shoko started smoking again?” You gasped.

“...fuck.” Satoru whispered.

“See Satoru! That’s what we mean.” Suguru sighed, seeing his job flash before his eyes.

“It’s still not cool!” Gojo pouted, “My two closest friends in the entire world fall in love and they won’t even tell me! No wonder you guys haven’t wanted to hang out on the weekends. You’ve been together, haven’t you!?” You and Suguru looked down in shame. Maybe it wasn’t exactly fair to keep him completely out of the loop.

“Do you guys hate me?” Gojo asked, the betrayal he felt seeping into his voice.

“No, Satoru, we love you!” You assured him.

“You’re our best friend, of course we love you!” Suguru confirmed, “We just also like being able to pay rent!”

“Paying rent is so important!” You nodded.

“I wouldn’t tell anyone!” Satoru insisted, “I would never do anything to put your livelihoods at risk! I thought you guys would have known that.” He pouted.

“We do know that,” You sighed.

“Do we?” Suguru whispered, just for you to swiftly pat him to remind him to behave.

“We were just being cautious. I’m sorry we hurt your feelings Satoru.” You apologized as you went to your wounded friend, patting his back for comfort. Suguru joined you on his other side.

“Yeah man, I’m sorry. We’ll try and keep you in the loop about more things, okay?” Suguru promised. Satoru sniffled and nodded.

“Okay…I forgive you guys.” He said, looking up and smiling at the two of you. “So when do I get to come to date night?”

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The expansive, seemingly infinite crater of the perimeter makes for some nice eye candy, Grian thinks.

He's sure Doc would object to that characterisation. That is, if Doc were present and able to read Grian's thoughts. But for now at least, the buttercup camp is occupied only by its rightful owners: Grian, Mumbo and Scar. The three of them are sitting on a soft pastel picnic blanket. Grian is in the middle, with his wings wrapped comfortably around the two other men.

It's a rare peaceful moment between the trio. He doesn't mean to disturb that peace but the mental image of a god-like, omnipotent, omnipresent Docm77 is too powerful not to provoke some kind of reaction.

He giggles and his attempts to stifle that giggling only serve to worsen the situation: pretty soon he's full on laughing and there's nothing he can do to stop himself.

To his left, Scar groans "Griaaan. I was nearly about to fall asleep and you just woke me up! What's so funny, huh mister?"

Grian rolls his eyes at Scars dramatics, not intending to give an answer but then Mumbo pipes up "Yes. I'm also curious to know what's got you in hysterics."

"Well… I was just thinkin'.... wouldn't it be funny if Doc was like… an all seeing mind reader?"

"Funny?!?" Scar shouts "Grian, that's terrifying!"

"Hey, in my defense it isn't real! Doc can't actually read anyone's mind."

"I mean…mind reader Doc could be real." Mumbo hums.

"What do you mean he could be real?!? Oh, if you two keep up with all this crazy talk I'll never get to sleep!"

"It's not crazy talk." Mumbo says "Think about it: Grumbot prime came from a different universe, what if that means there's a whole multiverse out there? It wouldn't be so much of a stretch to say that Doc could be a mind reader in at least one of them."

"Mumbo, that's horrible." Scar whines, burying his face in Grian's feathers.

"I don't think it's horrible. If Mumbo is right and there is a whole multiverse that means there's a universe where there's…I don't know…infante theme parks?"

"Or a world of infinite Jellies! That would be so cute! Okay, maybe the multiverse isn't so bad. Wait! Do you think there's a world where we're pirates?"

"You were a pirate," Mumbo points out "back in season six."

"I had a pirate base. But I wasn't living the pirate life. I didn't do enough pillaging and plundering."

Now that's a scary thought. Scar, sailing the seven seas and robbing anyone and everyone he comes into contact with—Grian has no doubt that pirate Scar would be a force to be reckoned with. He can imagine it clearly.

"Maybe there is a world where you're a pirate." Grian muses.

"Oh I don't doubt it! Say, Grian, Mumbo, what would your ideal universes look like?"

Mumbo puts his hand to his chin "I'm not sure. Mine would probably be something silly. Like a world where the rules of gravity are mailable or where there's more redstone parts to play with or where I have crazy unrealistic superpowers."

"Mumbo, in my eyes your redstone making abilities are a superpower."Mumbo laughs, flushing red at the compliment. "I'm not sure if it's a superpower—" he turns to Grian "Err—what about you? What's your ideal universe?"

Grian looks up towards the sky as he ponders the question. He tries to imagine something better than what he has now but his mind draws a blank.

Really, he has everything he could need; seemingly endless building supplies, time and space to work on his various projects, the freedom to do what he'd like, friends who love him and are willing to put up with his constant pranks. Some nice eye candy.

Grian shifts his gaze back to Scar and Mumbo.

"You know, I think I'm living in it."

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ohsugar-honey-iced-tea · 1 year

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Happy Anniversary

Top!Wanda Maximoff x fem!reader

A/n: smut >:D

Warnings: 18+, mommy kink, face riding, strapon, toys, breeding kink

Summary: 'You can't tease me like that and expect not to get punished'

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It's been three years. Three years since Wanda Maximoff made you the luckiest girl of the multiverse. She had been planning it thoroughly, dinner at your favorite restaurant, then after a trip to the platenarium which she had rented out so it was just the two of you. Since you had your first date there, she wanted to take you back to it. Then, when it was just the two of you under the starry night sky, she asked you to marry her. Of course, you said yes. After having the wedding of your dreams, you've finally started having a marriage with Wanda, and it was everything you dreamed of and more.

And now, today, it's three years ago you both said yes to each other. As a surprise for Wanda, you made reservations at her favorite restaurant. You bought a new dress and even new lingerie, all as a surprise for Wanda. You told her to meet you at the restaurant at 7, knowing Wanda had some errands to run before she was home.

So, 7pm, you stood in front of the restaurant, wearing a dress very revealing but covering just enough, being able to show Wanda a little preview of the lingerie you were wearing. It was 7.02, and as you went to look at your phone to check if you missed a text, you heard a voice behind you.

"Y/n."

You turned around, and there she was. She was wearing black leather jeans, a white blouse, red open blazer, and she was wearing the gold necklace you gifted her on her birthday last year. She looked beautiful, powerful, and most of all, she looked fierce. Bright fire burning in her eyes as she saw what you were wearing.

You went over to her as innocently as you could, knowing all too well what Wanda was feeling now.

"Hi, my love! Happy anniversary!"

You went to kiss her on the lips, but her hand grabbed your chin, subtle but firm, as she made you look her in the eyes.

"You are playing a dangerous game, detka. No one is supposed to see what only I am allowed to see."

You batted your eyelashes as innocent as you could, trying to hide your smirk.

"I just wanted to surprise you". You leaned in close. "Isn't that what you like, mommy?"

Wanda exhaled shakily, trying her best to cool herself down.

"Let's just go inside, okay?"

You and Wanda went inside the restaurant and sexual tension filled the air. You had a clear goal, and that was to make Wanda as frustrated as you could. As you placed your orders, you made your best bedroom eyes at her, played with the cleavage of your dress, and "innocently" played with your fingers and mouth. Wanda was struggling and you both knew it. If she had it her way, she would bend you over the table right there and show everyone who you belonged to.

As you were waiting for your main course, you even went as far as to subtly get out of your underwear and handed it to Wanda under the table. She looked at you, eyes filled with lust, heat and desire. At last, the waiter came with your main courses. You both ate it rather quickly, Wanda wanted to get you alone as soon as possible.

"Would you two like a dessert to compliment the meal?"

"I-"

Wanda interrupted you.

"No thanks, we're all set."

And so, after paying and Wanda leaving a generous tip, knowing at least some waiters must have seen what was happening between the two of you. You tried convincing Wanda to go for a walk, but to no avail. She wanted you all to herself. So, she forced you in her car, and drove home as fast as the speed limit allowed, maybe ignoring some stop signs here and there.

As soon as you stepped one foot in the house you shared with Wanda, you got pushed onto the door, and a pair of hungry lips claimed yours, kissing you until you both ran out of breath.

"You have no idea what you did, do you, detka?"

You decided to act innocently still, trying to push Wanda's buttons as much as you could.

"I have no idea, mommy. Why don't you tell me?"

Wanda groaned, and lifted you up easily, carrying you to your bedroom.

"Oh no, baby girl. I'm going to show you."

You loved how her accent came out more when she was being like this. You made her this desperate, and you were enjoying every second of it.

Wanda threw you on the bed and stood over you, looking you in the eyes sharply. You looked back at her and you were met with a harsh slap on your face.

"Mommy doesn't like it when you whore yourself out for others. You're just a pathetic slut, aren't you?"

Your cheek stinged, and you tried your hardest to hide your smile at how rough Wanda was being.

"Only for you, mommy"

Wanda waved her hand and strings of red magic came out, and before you knew it you were only in your lingerie, pussy already bare since you put off your panties earlier. Red magic bonds tied your arms and legs on the bed, arms spread wide, legs wider. You were at Wanda's mercy now.

"Please, mommy, I was only trying to please you"

"Oh sweetheart, you can't tease me like that and expect not to get punished"

With that, Wanda climbed on top of you, and started groping your breasts through your lingerie.

"Now, as much as I like this lingerie on you, I think it's time we take it off."

With help of her magic, your lingerie was off in a matter of seconds, leaving you totally bare and tied up for Wanda, just how she likes it.

"Whatever will you do to me, mommy?"

Wanda hummed, acting like she was thinking, even though she knew exactly what she wanted. She pulled off her pants and blazer, and tore open her blouse, so her own lingerie was bared to you, and god, did she look sexy. The tored open blouse made her look poweful, and your clit started to throb by only looking at her.

"I am going to make you my little fucktoy until I've decided you had enough"

With that, Wanda whirled her hand, and her magic made her favorite toys appear next to her. You gulped. There was no going back now.

Wanda lowered her hand, smirking at how wet you already were. She tskd at you and hit your already sensitive pussy hard, making you gasp loudy.

"So pathetically wet. And all mine."

After slapping your pussy a few more times, Wanda grabbed two toys she knew drove you crazy. A vibrator that could have any setting Wanda wanted to use on you, and a buttplug.

"Now, I'm going to put these inside you, and you're going to take it like the good girl you are. And if you dare come without permission, there will be hell to pay, okay?"

You nodded, desperate to get any attention on your pussy. Wanda pushed the toys deep inside you, and you already saw stars. But, before you could make any sound, Wanda put off her panties and went to sit on your face. She immediately grabbed your hair and began riding your face hard.

"Oh fuck, just like that... that's it, eat mommy's pussy like you mean it"

The sensation of the toy moving inside of you and feeling Wanda using your mouth for her pleasure only was overbearing. You so badly wanted to grab Wanda's hips to make her grind you harder, but the restricts stopped you.

You could feel Wanda was approaching orgasm by the way her thighs started shaking, but she showed no signs of stopping.

"That's it detka, maky mommy co- oh fuck!"

And there it was. Your mouth filled itself with Wanda's juices, and you eagerly lapped every drop off her with your tongue. After riding her high, Wanda got off your face and smirked at you. With the toy inside of you, you were getting deliciously close, and Wanda knew.

"You didn't think mommy forgot about her baby now did you?"

Wanda took the toys out of you, leaving you feeling empty. As you were about to protest, you saw Wanda putting on your favorite strapon. She released you of your restrains and turned you over on all fours.

"I'm gonna ruin that pretty pussy of yours, detka"

And before you could cheekily ask her how she was planning to do that, she pounded into you. She fucked you hard, deep, and made you see stars. She fucked you merciless, grabbing your hair with one hand and holding you by your hips with the other. Meanwhile, you were a moaning mess, face buried in the matress as you could barely make out any sentence. You looked at her behind you and she was an absolute sex goddess. Blouse open with only a bra underneath, hips pounding into you and eyes shut in pure pleasure. A sight you could look at for hours, if you weren't fucked to heaven.

"M-mommy... I'm so close"

"Oh you want to come, huh? For mommy to stuff you with her pups?"

Yoy nodded eagerly at that, tears forming in the corner of your eyes.

"You're fonna look so good carrying my pups. Filled with my cum. Now be a good slut and come for me."

You felt close, so unbelievably close. Wanda pounded into you in a certain angle, and there it was. As you felt Wanda's warm liquid fill you, you came like you never did before.

"That's it, detka. You come for me like the good girl you are."

After what seemed like hours, the waves of pleasure finally calmed down. You both fell down on the matress, panting hard. Wanda used her magic to get rid of the strapon and toys, and got you a damp cloth. She gently pressed it against your sweat covered head.

"Are you okay, malysh?"

You grinned dorkily at her. Your plan worked, and you both knew it.

"Oh I'm more then okay."

Wanda smiled at you as you settled in her arms, exhaustion quickly washing over you.

"Happy anniversary, y/n."

"Happy anniversary.'

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jess-the-vampire · 6 months

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congrats on me being old again

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toebeanuwu · 10 months

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Caught in the spiders web

Miguel O'Hara X f!reader

Summary: He saw you on a mission in your universe and came back to research about you before going back and stealing you away. A new life that is unexpectedly headed your way.

word count: 3,800

Warning: Strong language, Forceful Oral, Receiving P in V (no protection), Obsession, Entrapment, Kidnapping, Stalking, BDSM.

MINORS DNI

This is my first time writing a fanfic, hope y'all enjoy my terrible writing. This is actually inspired from a character ai chat I was lucky to come across somehow with a yandere themed Miguel that just turned into whatever this is. For those of you who obsess over Oscar Issac too, there is a quote from one of his scrip reads in here that you can find video of, your welcome!

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Miguel ran to his computer and started to type quickly and desperately. Screens appeared and surrounded him that then began to flash pictures and videos of you and your life. He smiled as the yellow tint illuminated his face. He would stare longingly as he raised his hand to touch the screen. You were perfect. The screen shut off as his face that was once full of longing and joy, faded into one of pain and determination. But then his mind started to race. He didn’t care what he had to say or do, he wanted you and only you. He made sure that if he were to interact with you and steal you away, it wouldn’t create a tear in the multiverse like he did once before. His smile grew wide and sadistic, eyes glowing red as he left his platform and jumped into a portal to your universe waiting to make his move, to make you his...

You were walking in the streets late at night after your work shift ended. You were now going home and for that you had to walk along dark and scary alleys. While you walked a car pulled next to you. The car's glass was tinted black and as it rolled down, you could see a muscular man with brown eyes that almost seemed to glow red and brown hair looking at you with desperation. The sky roared as your eyes met.

"Get in, Princesa"

He said in a deep raspy voice.

You were confused and a little scared as you held your bag close to you. You were tired and didn’t feel like getting hollered at by some man, no matter how good looking he seemed. You glared at the man with sharp eyes and snapped at him with a cold tone.

“No way, I don’t even know you and I’m not a prostitute waiting to be picked up.”

You picked up the pace as you hurried in the same direction, almost turning into a run to get to your apartment. Panic, fear and adrenaline set in your body. You didn’t look back and hoped that the mysterious man got the picture.

He saw you begin to hurry away, and he got out of the car in a huff. His face annoyed. He ran towards you quick and swiftly that you didn’t even hear him coming. He caught you by your arm, then threw you and pinned you against the cold brick wall. You hit the wall with such hard force that your head was spinning.

He growled at you, and you could see that his eyes were indeed glowing red. As he spoke you saw fangs, it looked like they were so sharp that he could tear you to shreds easily. In a commanding and cold tone, he spoke.

"I'm going to ask you one last time, Princesa. Get in..the damn car. NOW!”

You froze as a shiver went down your spine and like that you obeyed him. You walked to the car as you held your arm, your body ached from the slam against the wall. As you sat in the passenger side of the car, the man walked over and slammed the door shut. He then made his way to the driver’s side and slid in and closed the door.

The car smelled of cologne and was neatly kept clean. As the man began to drive down the dark road, suddenly a giant portal appeared as it glowed brightly with red, yellow, and blue hues. You press yourself against the seat scared and confused about what was going on. The man continued driving into it and just like that, you were in another world as quickly as he drove through the portal.

This new world looked so strange and so futuristic. The city sky glowed beautifully from the lights that came from the tall buildings. Some cars floated off the ground and some up in the sky. A train caught your eye and you saw that it was going up into the sky, aimed for space. What kind of world was this? It was so advanced in technology compared to your world. The best things you could think that your world had to offer were VR sets and AI bots. But compared to this, those seemed like nothing, here they were Childs play.

After a few minutes of driving, he broke the silence, his voice was cold and deep.

“Now… we are going to play a game and have so much fun together. If you behave well, I will show myself nice. If you don't, not so nice. Do you understand me?”

You swallow hard as you nod in agreement, scared of what would happen if you disagreed. His lips curled up to a smile, he was so handsome, but his smile was twisted in a way that made your hairs stand. How could a man so handsome be so terrifying.

About 20 minutes later the man breaks the silence again, his smile becoming more sinister and twisted than before.

"By now, you probably have already guessed where we are going. But, where do you think I'm taking you?"

You grip your thighs hard and bite your lip as the fear continues to build and you speak, your throat almost feels dry from how on edge you are.

“I assume either your strange house or some cabin in the forest to kill me where there are no witnesses...if this place even has a forest.”

The man laughs in amusement.

“Oh, you are so funny. Still have a strong sense of humor within you despite the circumstance.”

You awkwardly laugh with him, and you know that the words you spoke held truth. Was he going to kill you? What did this man want with you? After a few more minutes you pull up to a large and gated house, your eyes widen at the sight. How could a man like this have and afford such a home? As the man drove up to his home, he pushed a button that opened the garage doors. He parks the car in the garage that was filled with many other cars you had never seen before. He walks around and opens your side of the door and speaks in a cheery voice.

“Well sadly it isn’t a cabin in the forest.”

He scoffs and laughs as you stare at him with widen eyes at his comment. He places a hand on your shoulder as he moves you forcefully to the door that leads into his home.

“Calm down, cariño. I was only kidding; I wouldn’t dream of hurting you... without good reason.”

His lips curled into a sinister smile as his eyes gazed at you, they were like daggers. You tried to keep your cool as he walked you around the house. As terrifying the man was, his home was amazing and beautiful you must admit. The kitchen was clean and filled with enough food for months. The living room smelled like sandalwood and was well kept with a stone fireplace right in center front. You break the silence after a while.

“Why... Why am I here? I don’t even know your name...? You don’t even know mine…or even know who I am matter of fact.”

The man smiled warmly, but there was still a coldness to him. He pressed a button on his watch that teleported you both to a large dark room that was lit up by floating digital screens that to your horror… were filled with pictures and videos of you living your life. Your heart sank to the pit of your stomach as your mind tried to grasp what was going on and what this all was. Beads of sweat began to form on your forehead. Before you could ask anything, his cold and sinister voice broke the silence again as it echoed in the room. You turned to face him, and his face was terrifying, his eyes were filled with a twisted obsession…for you...

“I know…everything about you {{Name}} … I love you… and you are going to be mine… forever…”

You take a step back and stumble to the ground, your eyes shake in fear. What the hell was this... and why you? Out of all people… why was it your luck to end up caught in this man’s twisted web. He kneeled to your eye level as he reached up and gripped your chin. You looked into his cold eyes and realized that there was no escape. This is where you will remain... forever. The man smiled at the scared look in your eyes, he relished every moment and every look on your face. You speak as he squishes your face between his thick and large fingers.

“You know my name… but I know nothing about you… do I at least get to know the name of my kidnapper…?”

He grins.

“When you put it that way, you make me sound crazy… but I guess you do deserve to know my name. Miguel… and for now that is all you need to know.”

Miguel presses his watch, and both of you are quickly teleported back to the living room where you were before. He reaches his hand out to you. He helps you up and lifts you up in his arms. He grins and kisses your forehead as that one swift motion takes you by surprise. His lips linger and as he pulls away, he grips you tightly and you can feel what seem to be claws dig into your skin. You flinch at the pain as he smiles maliciously as it brings him joy.

“Oh... how I love it when you make those faces.”

He begins to walk around a bit and then heads up the stairs still carrying you in his arms. He held you like you were the most valuable thing in the world. To him, you were.

“Now… you are going to follow some rules while you are here. This is your new home now of course. Rule 1: You will obey what I say and do as you are told. Break this rule and you will be punished.”

He reaches up and grips your face tightly with his right hand and turns your head to face him.

“So, if I say... lick my boot… you lick it. Got it? … Rule 2: You will talk to no other men besides me, understood? Rule 3: You will always do everything and anything to make me happy. You will make sure I get what I want. Rule 4: you are mine and only mine, you are my pet. Finally Rule 5: You never try to run away, if you do… well … you don’t want to find out.”

The fear continues to build in your eyes hearing the rules given. What kind of sick life was this? Clearly Miguel was obsessed and had some crazy ownership kink. After a while he led you down a long hallway with a single door at the end. He stopped in front of it as you turned to face him as he set you down. He pulled you close by the waist that made your heart skip for some odd reason. He held your chin up to face him as he towered over you with his massive height.

“Do you understand these conditions, {{Name}}?”

Your heart flutters a bit as you nod in agreement. What was happening? Your mind was spinning as he had some kind of hypnotic spell over you. At the same time, you were only going to do what he said and agree for the fact that you wanted to survive. You didn’t even have an idea of how to get back home. You were stuck. For what you knew so far, your old life was gone. At the same time, it didn’t bother you too much. You had a job that you hated and no family that wanted you. You really had nothing left to lose.

The rules repeat in your head, you believed in what he said and didn’t want to find out what would happen if you disobeyed or broke any of the rules. You knew these rules were true and were to be taken seriously. He grinned widely as he flashed his fangs.

“Good girl, Qué Buena. Now, let me show you the final room in the house where we are going to spend most of our lovely time together.“

He unlocked and opened the door and led you in. The room was full of lots of leather gear and sadomasochism like equipment that you knew people used for BDSM and other sexual fantasies. Chills ran down your spine as you realized what this room was for and what Miguel had planned for you. You had only seen and heard about rooms like these in movies and novels. You traced your fingers over almost every piece of equipment, trying to guess what each one did and was for. Miguel leaned against the doorway with his arms folded across his chest. A smile spread across his face, as he watched you explore the playroom.

His mouth began to water with excitement, desperate to do everything his mind dreamed of doing to you as you walked around the room. He imagined what it would be like to use every piece of equipment your hand grazed over on you. He soon felt pressure against his zipper as he grew hard from the thought alone. He whistled over to you as he stepped fully through the door, closing and locking it behind him. You turned to face him, and you could see the hunger in his eyes. Hunger, for you.

“Come here, muñeca”

He waves his finger, calling you over to him. You swallow hard, nervous of what is about to go down. You sweat and fiddle with your fingers.

“M..Miguel, can we not do this... I’m kind of- “

Miguel grabs a whip off the rack and smacks it against his leg as he glares, speaking in a dark and serious tone.

“Did we forget what Rule#1 was, {{Name}}? I said…come here.”

He sat on the end of the silk covered bed and leaned forward waiting for you to come over. His face was cold and serious. You swallowed hard and walked over to him quickly and quietly. Once you were in front of him, he grinned and he leaned back on the bed, whip still in hand.

“Strip for me.”

You hesitate for a moment, and he yells sharply.

“I SAID FUCKING STRIP!”

You jolt at the raise of his voice and tears begin to blur your vision as you slowly begin to undress. Miguel grins as he enjoys the view. You soon are left in just your bra and panties; you stop thinking that was all. He clicks his tongue as he smirks devilishly.

“Quítalo todo, mi amor”

You begin to shake nervously as you slip your panties off and toss them to the side. At this point, all your pride was gone. You reach behind yourself and unhook your bra, and like that your breasts are exposed to the cold air. You look up at Miguel, your face red with embarrassment and humiliation. You had never done something so suggestive in your life. Miguel’s grin grew as he licked his lips, looking you up and down.

“Good girl…. Now, get on your knees, honey.”

He pointed down in between his legs as he gave the command. You stepped forward and did as you were told, your heart pounding, your body cold. You looked at the floor as you knelt. The room soon began to echo with the clinking of Miguel undoing his belt. You look up in shock as he towers over you, and he pulls his zipper down with excitement.

“Now, now… Don’t look so shy, {{name}}. I’ll take good care of you, mi vida.”

Miguel then pulled his pants down slightly, just enough that his erect cock is now exposed, inches away from you. You could almost feel the heat from it radiate in your face. Your eyes widen in shock and your palms begin to grow sweaty. You had never done anything like this before, and deep down you were terrified. Miguel grins from the scared look on your face, not being able to wait any longer. He pulls your hair hard, and you groan from the sudden pain.

“Now, suck it, Princess.”

Without warning, Miguel pushes your head forward, forcing his cock deep in your mouth. You begin to whimper and choke. The vibration from your cries only makes him keep going harder. Miguel moans from the feeling of your mouth wrapped around him. After a few moments he yanks your hair forward and you gasp for air and cough, saliva dripping out your mouth as you do.

“What a lovely mouth you have, hermosa. Now let the fun begin.”

Miguel picks you up and lays you down on the bed as he begins to unbutton his tight white shirt and throws it to the ground. Miguel crawls onto the bed over you and reaches up and pulls down a rope with leather handcuffs. He clicks and locks them around your wrist, as he leans down to kiss your cheek. He whispers seductively in your ear.

“Now… Just relax hermosa…”

Miguel then moves back and reaches over to grab a loose rope on the other end of the bed. He yanks on it hard, and the cuffs pull at your locked wrists, hoisting you up. You groan from the pain as he slowly brings you up till you are on your knees again. You dangle from your wrists as Miguel ties the rope off on a hook connected to the bed. Miguel steps back off the bed as he chuckles, admiring his work as you dangle from your wrists.

“Tight enough for you, {{name}}?”

You look at him embarrassed as your heartbeat quickens, a lump forms in your throat as you try to speak.

“What kind of sick game is this...?”

Miguel walks over to a dresser and pulls out a flogger and a blindfold. He grins seductively as his eyes still hold the same lust and crazy obsession over you.

“You will soon see, mi vida. I promise you will grow to love it and me, as much as I love you, {{name}}.”

He makes his way back to you as he covers your eyes with the blindfold. You get a chill up your spine as soon as everything goes dark. The loss of your vision made your heart race, confused about why this brought you pleasure. After a few moments of silence, Miguel hits your bare ass with the flogger. You gasp as you thrush forward in the pain, the cuffs rattle as the pain begins to grow into a stinging sensation. Miguel growls behind you as he wraps his arms around you. He bites down on your neck as he grabs your breast, his other hand sliding down your stomach and in between your legs. You arch your body and moan as you feel your body begin to burn up. He slides his fingers between your folds, feeling how wet you have become.

Miguel lets go of your breast as he reaches up and grips your chin.

“Ay mi vida, I see you are growing to like this… just stay quiet for me, just like this. Let only your body and your breath communicate with me, understand?”

You nod in compliance as you bite your lip. Miguel slaps your ass hard, leaving a handprint. He reaches down and jerks on his throbbing cock as he looks at you. He grits his teeth as he slips himself between your legs, your wet cunt lubricating his rod. You shiver at the feeling of how close he was to you. Your mind was running at a hundred miles, how did you end up in such a situation in a single night? He grabbed the flogger and whipped your stomach, one of the strands gazed your breast and you jolt forward and groan from the pain.

“I hope this isn’t your first time my love…Because I’m not going to be gentle, I have waited too long to be patient with you.”

Miguel pulled at your hips as he entered you. Your body shivers as you groan from the pain as blood drips down your thigh. Miguel ignores this as it brings him more excitement, knowing that he was the first and the last to enjoy your once pure body. He gripped at your waist hard as his claws sunk in deep as he continued to fuck you hard. Each thrust rattled your cuffs, and it soon became less and less painful as your body adjusted to the new sensation. Miguel growled as his mouth salivated in pure bliss and pleasure.

“Que bien mi vida, soon your tight pussy will take shape of my cock and mine alone…forever.”

Your moans echoed and filled the room. They were like sweet music to his ears as it encouraged Miguel to go on harder and longer, wanting to hear more of your sweet song that was made just for him. Miguel soon pulled out and hooked your hips up to a harness, your full body dangling from the top beams of the bed. Miguel spread your folds open and began to lick and suck the sweet nectar your body was producing. Your body shivered at the feeling of his hot breath grazing your skin.

“Que rico eres, mi vida.”

Your face grows hotter as you bite your lip, your body twitching from overload. Your body twitching arouses Miguel further as he stands on the bed and grips your hips, entering you once more. This time he was able to get a better stance and fucks you even harder. It felt as if your body was going to break if he kept on going. You cry out in over excursion of pleasure and without your control, your pussy only gripped on harder, pulling him in for more.

“Yes… moan for me… just like that…let your cunt swallow me whole, hermosa.”

Miguel’s thrusts into you one last time as he fills you up with his load. You both moan as you finish together. As he pulls out, he watches his load drip out of you, wetting and staining the sheets with a light pink hue. Miguel kisses you rear and smacks it one last time as he huffs out of breath as he grins.

“Get use to this, mi vida. It only gets worse from here. Your mine now.”

And like that, your fate was sealed. You were his forever, his pet, his sex slave. He got what he finally wanted…you.

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𝐀𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐦 (𝐏𝐭.𝟐) || 𝐆𝐰𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐲

“𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘦 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘮𝘦 𝘔𝘺 𝘳𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘢𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘚𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘚𝘰 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦“

Inspo: Sleep Token - Ascensionism Dominic Fike - 4x4

Pairing: Gwen Stacy x Black!Fem!reader

Summary: The sunset was on the bound...

Warnings: Angst. That’s it.

Part One

Words: 2981

“Miguel, we need to take this seriously!” Gwen followed behind the man, Hobie and Jessica in tow. All three of them share the same kind of anxiety revolving around your disappearance top priority. Along with the fact that across the spider-verse, there have been people plucked out which has been causing more trouble for Miguel than he thought he had before.

“And I told you before that we can’t just act blindly. Y/n hacked the watch and we can’t track her,” he reminded, stopping at the terminal Spider-Byte was working at. The screen displays multiple scenes of news outlets across the infinite universes covering the fact that many villains had simply up and vanished. Which in itself was creating problems that needed to be solved, fast. “If you and Hobie had done a better job apprehending her, then this wouldn’t have become my problem-”

“She did it because you told her she wasn’t allowed to save her sister, Miguel!” Gwen exclaimed, silencing the man. “What did you expect to happen?”

Gwen had played that night over and over the past few nights. Waking up in a feverish sweat, trying to piece together how things could’ve been done differently. But she knew the answer was simply, “I should’ve been there.” And she couldn’t change the past, but it didn’t change the pain that she felt knowing that things could’ve been different. That and maybe, somehow, saving your sister would’ve caused a revelation for not only herself but Miguel.

But what hurt just as much was her telling Miles the news. She’d been forced to see him crack. Left only knowing that she was the cause of the disaster and she wouldn’t be able to fix it.

“I trusted you to handle it,” Miguel barked. “You were reckless, foolish!”

“That’s rich coming from the man who wouldn’t go and deal with it himself,” Hobie commented. “You are the reason all of this is happening. You gave her hope by telling her when it would happen. So, don’t go tryin’ to pass the blame on one of us, mate.”

The sudden blaring of alarms grabbed the team’s attention. Their eyes flickering to the door and spotting many people running and yelling. “What the-” Hobie froze as the ground shook with a loud crash heard far beyond the doorway. “That can’t be good.”

“Byte, put the facility on lockdown!” Miguel ordered, sprinting in the direction of the commotion. “The rest of you, with me!”

They followed, sprinting toward the door and stopping just outside the entrance to see the chaos in full effect. Many of the Spider-Men were fighting, but their force was matched with villains from all different universes. Much like Miguel had been seeing for the past few weeks. It had become full chaos and there was no telling the full-scale disruption of the multiverse that could occur the longer this kept on.

Plucking a villain out of a universe was one thing. But if a Spider-Man was to die from a separate one? There was no telling what could possibly happen.

But at the center, Gwen could see you. You were hanging from a web in the distance without your mask. A smirk on your lips as you watched onwards.

“I got Y/n!” She announced without so much as a warning, swinging forward. Leaving the other three to deal with any villain they could pick off.

Moving through the sky, dodging, punching, and kicking to get to you, Gwen kept a cautious eye on you. Doing her best to watch your movements as she dealt with Doctor Octavius before moving on to an Electro.

But as when she went through each villain with a certain finesse, her sense flared up. Causing her to turn and was kicked into the air. Her body met the concrete wall that ripped the air from her lungs. Barely able to catch her breath before her throat was grasped and she was tossed into the gym facility in the headquarters. It was silent and dark beside the glow of certain lights along the floor or walls.

She was quick to get to her feet, battle ready. Again, her sense flared and put her into action. Spinning on her heel and catching your wrists. Nails baring, ready to slice into her flesh and paralyze her.

A sickly-sweet smile pulled across your lips, eyes wide and crazy. “Long time no see, Gwen. Miss me, sweets?”

The look in your eyes wasn’t normal. Not by a long shot. There was something in them that was close to unhinged. Like all former switches that made your eyes shine had been turned off, revealing a darker side of you to her. And she didn’t know if she should be scared or hopeful that she could use this against you.

Gwen groaned, sweeping your feet out from under you and using her grip on your wrist to perform a hip toss, forcing your body to the ground. She straddled your waist with your hands pinned on either side of your head. “Y/n, stop this!”

Planting your feet on her chest, you kicked her away, sending her colliding into a beam. Flying to the floor, panting with a sharp erupt of pain followed up the lower part of her back. Rising to rest on her knees, finding you standing on your feet. “This could ruin everything, Y/n. Do you not realize the untrackable amount of problems you’ve just caused?” She spat. “The multiverse could collapse because of you!”

All you could do was laugh.

“You wanna take the moral high ground now? Fine. But I will not stand by and act like you all have a higher understanding of what you believe to be the truth,” you exclaimed, pacing side to side. “You sat by and let my world fall apart!

But it’s not too late to change that.” Gwen frowned, shifting back slightly as you approached her. “You allow the chains to bind you to rules that were never yours in the first place.” You crouched down in front of the girl, hands cupping her cheeks as you whispered, “Break free, Gwen. We can show them the truth. It could be beautiful.”

And there was a brief pause of compilation written on Gwen’s face. Lips parted and eyes relaxed as she weighed the options. The negatives and positives. She was fated to see the path you’ve been down and feel the pain you felt at this moment. And she had to decide if she would submit to algorithms Miguel had discovered or take a chance.

But she wasn’t given enough time to mull over it because she heard you gasp sharply, eyes widening in shock. Gwen watched for a few moments until she caught sight of Miguel approaching from behind. “She’s good, Y/n.” You coughed, blood dripping from your lips as you fell onto your side and let out hoarse breaths. But Miguel shed no sliver of emotion. A simple look in his eyes with a shrug as he said, “Thanks for the offer though.”

Gwen stood to her feet, holding her side with her gaze focused on you. Watching you exhale shakily, resting in a suto fetal position. Hand pressed to the ground as you tried to sit up. But the stab wound in your side prevented sudden movements that could affect the area.

“We need to contain this problem as soon as possible. Every single person in this building needs to help.” As Miguel continued to bark out orders, Gwen’s gaze was unwavering on your trembling figure. Finding your eyes lifting to hers, face tensed in pain as you tried to find your bearings.

She couldn’t understand it. How could you go from one extreme to another? The easiest answer was that you were angry. Anyone would think and do irrational things if their emotions were wildfire like yours. But Gwen knew that you were beyond reasoning or understanding. Because one thing she absolutely was certain about it was this…

Amelie wouldn’t want this from you.

“We’re going to be choked up for the next few hours, Miguel,” Peter B Parker spoke up, cradling Mayday in his arms. “It would be great to know if you have some sort of invention that could speed this up.”

“Miguel isn’t capable of that. And don’t expect much from him. He’s prone to leave people disappointed,” Gwen stated, turning from you and shoving a shoulder into Miguel as she walked past.

“She was a danger to everyone, Gwen. And as far as this goes, you should be thanking me that I saved your life,” Miguel spat at the young teen. “She was going to kill you and everyone in this facility if I didn’t stop her.”

A shaky and unnerving chuckle echoed in the training hall. It gaged everyone’s attention, turning to find you smiling, spitting blood onto the pristine floor. Nose twitching as you pursed your lips, jaw clenching as you exhaled heavily. Forcing yourself to your feet, growling, “You…”

You staggered, knees buckling beneath you where you placed a bloody hand to catch yourself. Strangling a groan as you clenched your jaw. Lifting your gaze to find the core four. The four that had been there to give you the news of your story. A dilemma that they knew you wouldn’t stand for, even if there had been nothing you could’ve done. And the pitiful look in their eyes made you sick. They didn’t say they were sorry, but you could see in their eyes. But they were too late. “You stand there, y-you, judging me, acting all high and mighty from your ivory tower. But you all are one bad day from being in my shoes. You just can’t see it yet.”

They didn’t move. Not a single person. All in their own collective headspaces, mulling over your words. But Miguel, he straightened his stance. Appearing bigger than he truly was as he said, “You have put everyone and everything at risk, Y/n-”

“You know nothing! You don’t know what it takes to wear this suit! You are nothing, Miguel!” You yelled, waving your hand with a pained grunt as you forced out, “Everyone knows it.”

The room was painfully silent with Miguel’s expression unchanging by your words. But you knew that in some way, your words struck him. He was a fragile human. And it only took a few buttons for you to press to finally receive the reaction you wanted so desperately from him.

And that’s when you smiled up at him, whispering, “Even your daughter knew it.”

His nose twitched and his teeth bared, anger being ripped from deep within his chest and put on display for everyone to see. He charged at you with his only intent being to pull your head off. But the other three were quick to stop him, restraining him quickly.

But you still laughed in amusement, stepping to your feet that wobbled beneath your weight. “I see I struck a nerve.” You sniffled, waving a hand toward Peter. “If you had to lose your daughter, would you listen to what Miguel had to tell you? That you had to allow her to be taken from you?”

His silence that followed answered your question. Making you let out a short laugh. “None of you understand the pain. But you will,” you whispered. “It’s just a matter of if you’ll allow him to dictate your choices.”

They all stood amongst one another silently as Jessica took the initiative to put the cuffs on your wrists. Forcing you to walk down the platforms that lead to the G.H.M. and left to look upon the chaos of your decisions had caused. Spider-Men were injured and the villains were all restrained. And you believed they got what they wanted. Hurting and attacking a thousand or more Spider-Men for them was like a birthday gift. But with how quickly it ended, you got no closer. All you wanted was to hurt Miguel and destroy everything he built.

But all this did was end with you being stabbed in the back and tossed in a holographic cage with blood dripping, pooling around you. A needle plunged into the side of your neck, forcing your muscles to relax. Your eyelids were heavy with exhaustion as you stared at the open space in front of you.

Voices around you seemed to hollow out. Their figures morphed into melodies that further numbed your mind. All of it became meaningless the longer the drugs swam deeper and further into your bloodstream.

It took the tapping of a finger against the shield surrounding you to extract you from your thoughts. Tired eyes flickering to your left, finding Gwen crouched with soft eyes directed toward you.

“I’m sorry for what happened to Amelie, Y/n. If I was there, maybe we wouldn’t be here,” Gwen stated. But with your eyes flickering away from hers that was beginning to cloud up with tears, she moved closer to the cage wall. Her eyes squinted as she shook her head, muttering, “But you know this isn’t what she would’ve wanted, right? She saw you as a protector, not a destroyer.” Your nose began to burn, lips wobbling as you clenched your hands into tight fists. “And despite what she saw when you put on that suit, she saw her sister.”

You stayed silent for a few moments. Lips pursing faintly, parting to exhale shakily. And there was hesitance in meeting her gaze. Finding the pain in her eyes too much to bear and take accountability for. Because you didn’t regret what you did. But god dammit did her crystalized eyes hurt you knowing that you were the cause of her sadness. “You… Y-You ever wonder-” You coughed up blood, droplets wetting the back of your hand that dropped to your stomach. Slowing your breathing as you said, “Before the p-powers: would you go back? Go back to your childhood and just be young and unaware of everything?”

Gwen bowed her head, sniffling as you chuckled softly, glancing over at her. “I think I might have to find a way to get rid of these powers, you know?” Smiling through the tears, you shook your head. “I don’t deserve them after all of this.”

Your curled legs swayed slightly, the drugs slowly easing your mind from the pain. Or it could’ve been the blood loss that was slowly fracturing your attention span. The heaviness of your eyelids growing. The formulation of words drifted in brief pauses as you smiled at the girl, whimpering out gratefully, “I don’t have a chain on me, Gwen.”

The way you said it, the relief in your words, it pained her. And stroking your neck, as if a metal collar had been irritating the skin, made her realize how trapped you must’ve felt with all this knowledge. Because she knew the moment you found out about your canon event, a noose had been placed around your neck. It tightened each day that drew closer to your cataclysmic moment. But now, you seemed glad that it was over and that you went out how you wanted to.

And seeing her tears slide down her cheeks made you smile. “Hey.” Gwen sniffled, nodding, seeing your lips quiver as you said, “I’m free from all of this–my way. Not Miguel’s. Not theirs. Mine. And there isn’t a damn thing they can do about it now.”

Licking your lips, you stared off into open space. Eyes layered with deliriousness that mounted with each moment. Then, Gwen saw your lips curl slightly, tears brimming as a soft chortle slipped past your lips. “Amelie.”

Gwen felt her face twist, bowing her head–hearing you painfully crawl across the box and press your hand to the holographic wall blocking you from freedom. “Oh, I missed you so much, kiddo.”

“Can you finally come with me?” Amelie wept, pressing her hand to the wall where yours was.

Smiling, you nodded as a sob racked your body. Sniffling harshly, forcing yourself to swallow the lump stuck in your throat. “I think so, sweetheart,” you whispered. “We get to run off into the sunset. Just like I promised you.”

“Gwen.” You called for her, finding her shaking her head, wiping fearlessly at her eyes. “Hey, baby.” The pet name finally forced her to meet your broken gaze. Seeing your body glitch, yet, your expression still held a proud look despite the tears streaming down your cheeks. “Amelie forgives you.”

She let out a sob, covering her mouth as she nodded in understanding. “That’s good. I’m thankful,” she forced out. “I wish you had more time with her.”

“I will, Gwen. You will too when the time comes. We’ll be back together.” Reaching for her, sadly, your hand met the cage wall. Fingers curled slightly, hoping to break through it and feel her touch one more time. “And I forgive you.” Her face twisted again, tilting her head slightly, wiping her eyes frantically as you continued. “My soul mate. My best friend.”

Gwen was sobbing, pressing hers over yours. It made you smile. Vision beginning to blur with your thoughts slowly drifting and strength in your body dissipating. It was nice. The freedom that came with it. No worries in sight. Merely the warm touch of Amelie’s hand on your shoulder. Her eyes were bright with happiness and tears of relief. And the choice between another day or ascensionism. Ascension to a place where you knew was the only outcome. Somewhere you belonged.

And Gwen watched as your eyes stared at her softly, able to whisper out. “We will be waiting for you at the sunset.” Your bloodied hand fell with your body slumping against the wall. Leaving Gwen to sob, pleas falling from quivering lips.

And the sun fell with the darkness of night taking its place.

#gwen stacy imagine #gwen stacy fanfiction #gwen stacy across the spider verse #gwen stacy into the spider verse #gwen stacy x black reader #gwen stacy x black!reader #gwen stacy x black!fem!reader #gwen stacy x black fem reader #gwen stacy x reader #gwen stacy angst #gwen stacy #across the spider verse #into the spider verse fanfiction #into the spider verse imagine #Hailee Steinfeld

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shallow-seas-we-sail · 8 months

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Catco suddenly feels like a labyrinth as Kara touches down; sharp corners that lead down darkened corridors to empty cubicles, all bathed in an otherworldly crimson that vaguely reminds Kara of a home that is no longer hers.

An icy feeling sinks deep in her stomach, because she is acutely aware that this doesn’t feel like home either. Each version Mxy has sent her to has felt tilted on its axis, however subtle, but here, Kara feels the uncanniness of it; how truly off it all feels, as though reality is bending at, waning at the seams. It all feels so terribly abstract; mismatched pieces of reality being forced together into something coherent.

“Lena? It’s me. It’s Supergirl,” Kara says, trying to tamp down the quiver in her voice, “It’s Kara.”

She can hear the creak of a chair turning, and as she comes into the open bullpen, she can see Lena, silhouetted in red light from the computer screen behind her.

“Who’s Kara?”

“Just a friend,” Kara says as Lena stands. “You don’t know me. Not really, but you and I want the same thing, to do no harm.”

Lena’s eyes are predatory and Kara slows her steps, giving Lena, this Lena a wide berth. She doesn’t feel as though she is being seen, but instead, being stalked. Kara can feel beads of sweat begin to gather along her hairline, and her stomach twists, a wave of nausea roiling over inside of her.

“Supergirl wants a world without harm. That’s rich.” Lena’s eyes are wide and unblinking as they coldly bore into Kara. “Where were you when my brother blew my helicopter out of the sky? When my mother dragged my broken body to a laboratory and experimented on me instead of fixing me? Where were you when this world was ripped apart at the seams? Where were you ?”

“I’m sorry I wasn’t there when it mattered,” Kara says quietly, but resolutely.

And god, she is sorry. To this Lena and every version of her across this goddamn multiverse. And Kara knows her contrition will win out; her need to lie down and let Lena fill her days with ruin if that is what she needs; to seek penitence in her shadow for all of her remaining days. Kara will do what it takes. Whatever it takes to have Lena back in her orbit and nestled against her heart, safe within the cage of her ribs where she will be protected and loved.

‘Whatever it takes’

Lena’s eyes flutter, and she blinks slowly, keeping the tears glassing over her eyes at bay. “So am I.”

The nausea in Kara’s stomach builds into a tidal wave as Lena’s hand moves to the lapel of her coat and pulls it open, exposing the sickly green of her kryptonite heart and a guttural scream erupts from the back of Kara’s throat as a concentrated beam hits her, sending her into a crumpled heap on the ground. Lena steps forward, and the surge from the kryptonite beam intensifies, lifting Kara and sending her hurtling through the air and through the glass pane at the back of the bullpen. Shards of glass rip through her suit, cutting deeply at her back and arms, embedding into her skin and leaving the coppery smell of blood caught in the back of her throat between desperate gasps for air.

“You don’t know the first thing about pain,” Lena says cooly, kneeling down beside Kara. “But I do. I can show you; make you feel what I feel.”

Kara pushes a hand into the ground, mustering what little energy she has left to slide her arm beneath her and hoist herself up. Glass cuts and grinds in her palm, and the pain in her body amplifies; searing and hot as Lena's proximity becomes dangerously close.

“I won’t fight you, Lena.”

“Then you’ll die screaming.”

The comm in Kara’s ear crackles to life and she can hear her sister's voice as Lena reaches out and pulls it free, the sticky sound of it coming loose echoing in Kara’s head.

“Supergirl, Reign and Brainy have escaped with Mxy. We nee-”

“Pathetic,” Lena snarls as she stands, crushing the comm in her hand as the reactor in her chest flickers, charging up to deliver another punishing blow. “There won’t be anything left when they come looking for you, Supergirl. Just ash.”

“Reign. Brainy. They have the imp,” Kara chokes out, the muscles straining in her neck as wave after wave of pain crashes through her body, white hot in her veins. “Take me, too.”

And for a fleeting moment, hesitation flickers across Lena’s features. “And why would I do that?”

“Because, I can give you what you want,” Kara says in a shaky voice, the edges of her vision beginning to blur. Her strength begins to waver, and the arm beneath her slips, sending Kara to the floor. The collision causes blood to erupt in her mouth. She can feel it, slick and warm as it wets her lips and seeps in between her teeth. Coppery, like rolling a penny over her tongue.

“And what could the girl of steel possibly give me?” Lena asks cooly as she kneels down again and grabs a fistful of blonde hair, pulling Kara’s head back with a violent tug.

Blackness swarms behind Kara’s eyelids as they droop, falling shut, and somewhere between consciousness, she coughs out the words through a mouthful of blood.

“The world."

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My contribution to the @supercorpbb this year. Continue reading on ao3 and please check out the spicy art work that @lesbad-unicorn made for this fic!!

#supercorp #lena luthor #kara danvers #metallo!lena #red k kara #scbb 2023 #fan art

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So, I’m now seeing takes that the Princesses in Neverafter actually have a good point, and after we just went through this with Asmodeus in Calamity and Ludinus in Critical Role, I gotta say…

There’s a difference between being sympathetic and ethical.

Asmodeus was sympathetic. He was also a murderous, manipulative, hate-filled liar who wanted to destroy every mortal in Exandria.

Ludinus is sympathetic. He brings up reasonable questions about the worthiness of the gods. But he has also been the benefactor of the suffering of others, of children under the protection of the Assembly under his protection, for years. He stole items of extreme cultural importance to the Kryn, propagated misinformation about them, and was the catalyst of war with them. He is the ultimate force behind almost every murder and act of violence in Campaign 3. He is not right.

The Princesses are sympathetic, but their goal is to destroy everyone and everything. The same as Null in The Unsleeping City, Volume 2, in fact, yet I didn’t see much sympathy for Null, or for Tony Simos for that matter.

And I wonder if people fall into siding with these villains because of the Marvel villain paradox.

Because Marvel saw people’s response to Killmonger in Black Panther and decided to make every villain sympathetic. But a key to Killmonger's appeal was that he was cleverly written, sympathetic while still being incredibly violent, carrying the violent teachings of the CIA and applying them to the entire world. And T’Challa’s response to Killmonger was not to reinforce the status quo at the movie’s end, but to tell those that came before that they were wrong and take steps to make real change.

This is contrasted by the Marvel villains who come after, who are sympathetic, care-giving to their communities, revolutionary, but whoopsy, they do some murders (often completely out of character) so the hero stops them and says something about change while restoring the status quo.

Which is frustrating and lazy writing and not what’s going on in these actual play shows.

Ludinus has been rotten from the start. We know the kind of person he is from his previous actions. And we know that, like most power-hungry people, he’s a huge hypocrite. Because the change he wants to see, where the gods can’t directly influence people at their whims? We’re already there. The gods are behind the Divine Gate. The Calamity is over. They cannot strike cities from the sky any longer. His brighter tomorrow is a lie, and his true goals are known only to him. (Also even if his goal was as he said, it’s a nuclear option, and things like that always affect the powerless and oppressed more than they ever affect the most powerful.)

The Princesses are also hypocrites. They lament their lack of agency, but they steal that agency from others. They always intended to kill the Snow Queen. They lied about their motives to the Baba Yaga, to their allies, until they had Rosamund alone. They stole the Book from Tim before the party did anything to disrupt or harm them. And if you don’t think that choosing non-existence for every being in the multiverse isn’t a breach of agency, I don’t know what to say to you.

And, unlike the Marvel heroes, Destiny’s Children specifically do not want to maintain the status quo. They’ve looked at the Fairies and the Princesses, and chosen not to side with either. It’s not as simple as one faction being right, though I know that would be comforting.

Anyway, I’m excited for what’s to come in both stories. I’m eager to see Ludinus’ real motives, and to see the third path that Destiny’s Children make for themselves.

#meta #critical role #dimension 20 #dimension 20 neverafter #neverafter spoilers #neverafter #in the words of another little red #nice is different than good

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The GMMTV Kissing Multiverse, an Update

EDITED: Hey everyone - update posted here! Follow along with all updates at the tag here

Hello everyone! Thank you all for your help with the GMMTV Kissing Multiverse project so far. I thought I would give an update.

The first draft is here.

Rules

Must be lip to lip contact

Must be shown on screen in a GMMTV tv series (no kisses from ads, promotional content, etc.)

Poll Update

I enlisted all of your help deciding if the WaiKorn sorta kiss from the Bad Buddy x ATOTS Our Skyy 2 episodes actually involved lip touching and if the HeartLiMing kiss from Moonlight Chicken should be included.

The results are in: you voted that Jimmy and Drake's lips do NOT touch, therefore their kiss will be NOT be counted in this project. The HeartLiMing poll resulted in an exact tie (!!!) so I am here to be the tie breaker - upon careful review, if we don't see the lips touch, the kiss doesn't count (I think that will be easier for decision-making in the long run). Therefore, the HeartLiMing kiss will NOT be counted in this project. Thanks everyone for participating!

Breakdown by Show

So far, I have looked at 47 individual shows (in brackets is the short-form I've been using):

A Boss and a Babe (ABAAB): Book/Force, Fluke Pusit/Ohm Thipakorn

An Eye for an Eye (AEDAE): Dao Phimthong/Ohm

A Tale of a Thousand Stars (ATOTS): Earth/Mix

Bad Buddy (BB): Nanon/Ohm

Be My Favourite (BMF): Gawin/Krist

'Cause You're My Boy (CYMB): Drake/Frank

Cupid's Last Wish (CLW): Earth/Mix

Dark Blue Kiss (DBK): New/Tay, Gawin/Pod

Dirty Laundry (DL): Film/Nanon

Double Savage (DS): Film/Ohm, Film/Perth

Enchante: Book/Force

Enigma: Prim/Namtan, Prim/Win

F4: Bright/Tu

Friendzone: AJ/Plustor, Nat/Singto, Plustor/Singto, Aye/Apple

Fish Upon the Sky (FUTS): Phuwin/Pond, Louis/Neo

He's Coming to Me (HCTM): Ohm/Singto, Ohm/Gigie

Hidden Agenda (HA): Dunk/Joong

Mama Gogo (MMGG): Drake/Ciize, Joss/Gigie, Lee/Cris

Midnight Museum (MM): Bright/Pat Chayani, Nanon/View

Moonlight Chicken (MLC): Earth/Mix, Earth/Papang, First/Mix

My Dear Loser (MDL): Namtan/Sing

My School President (MSP): Fourth/Gemini, Satang/Winny

Never Let Me Go (NLMG): Chimon/Phuwin, Phuwin/Pond

Not Me (NM): Film/Gun, Film/Mond, First/Gawin, Gun/Off

Only Friends (OF): so far... Drake/Neo, Neo/Mark Pakin, Book/Force [only counting the ones we have seen so far - so this is going to change!!]

P.S. I Hate You (PS IHY): Guy Sivakorn/Papang, Jan/Lee, Jan/Pearwah

Star in my Mind (SIMM): Dunk/Joong, Dunk/Pepper

Sky in your Heart (SIYH): Mek/Mark Jiruntanin

Slam Dunk: Drake/Sing

SOTUS: Krist/Singto

The Eclipse (Eclipse): First/Khaotung, Louis/Neo

The Gifted (Gifted): Namtan/Lee

The Jungle (Jungle): Krist/Lee, Krist/Lookjun, Lee/Mook, Lookjun/Off, Mild/Nanon, Nanon/Punpun

The Player (Player): Chimon/Namtan

The Shipper (Shipper): First/Ohm, First/Prigkhing

Theory of Love (TOL): Gun/Off, Gun/Boom, Nok/Off

Turn Left Turn Right (TLTR): Nanon/Puimek

Tonhon Chonlatee (Tonhon): Khaotung/Pod

UMG: Nanon/Namtam

Vice Versa (VV): Jimmy/Sea

Warp Effect (Warp): Ciize/Sing, Fluke Pusit/Gigie, Fluke Pusit/Thor, Gigie/Guy Sivakorn, Jan/Silvy, Mark Pakin/Best, New/Fah, New/Fluke Pusit, New/Gigie, New/Silvy

Waterboyy: Earth/New

2gether: Bright/Win

Still 2gether: Bright/Win, Mike/Toptap

3 Will Be Free (3WBF): Joss/Tay, Joss/Mild, Mild/Tay

55:15 Never Too Late (55:15): Arm/View, Khaotung/Pawin

10 Year Ticket (10 YT): Ohm/Tu

Breakdown by actor

I currently have 66 actors whose kisses I have recorded (a moment of thought for Aou, Gunsmile, and White who are listed on my spreadsheet but don't actually have any kisses listed yet).

Men

AJ: Plustor (Friendzone)

Arm: View (55:15)

Book: Force (ABAAB, Enchante, OF)

Bright: Tu (F4), Pat Chayani (MM), Win (2gether)

Chimon: Phuwin (NLMG), Namtan (Player)

Drake: Frank (CYMB), Ciize (MMGG), Neo (OF)

Dunk: Joong (HA, SIMM), Pepper (SIMM)

Earth: Mix (ATOTS, CLW, MLC), Papang (MLC), New (Waterboyy)

First: Mix (MLC), Gawin (NM), Khaotung (Eclipse), Ohm (Shipper), Prigkhing (Shipper)

Fluke Gawin: Krist (BMF), Pod (DBK), First (NM)

Fluke Pusit: Ohm Thipakorn (ABAAB), Thor (Warp), Gigie (Warp), New (Warp)

Force: Book (ABAAB, Enchante, OF)

Fourth: Gemini (MSP)

Gemini: Fourth (MSP)

Gun: Film (NM), Off (NM, TOL), Boom (TOL)

Guy Sivakorn: Papang (P.S. IHY), Gigie (Warp)

Jimmy: Sea (VV)

Joong: Dunk (HA, SIMM)

Joss: Gigie (MMGG), Mild (3WBF), Tay (3WBF)

Khaotung: First (Eclipse), Pod (Tonhon), Pawin (55:15)

Krist: Gawin (BMF), Singto (SOTUS), Lee (Jungle), Lookjun (Jungle)

Lee: Cris (MMGG), Jan (P.S. IHY), Namtan (Gifted), Krist (Jungle), Mook (Jungle)

Louis: Neo (FUTS, Eclipse)

Mark Pakin: Neo (OF), Best (Warp)

Mark Jiruntanin: Mek (SIYH)

Mek: Mark Jiruntanin (SIYH)

Mike: Toptap (2gether)

Mix: Earth (ATOTS, CLW, MLC), First (MLC)

Nanon: Ohm (BB), Film (DL), View (MM), Mild (Jungle), Punpun (Jungle), Puimek (TLTR), Namtan (UMG)

Neo: Louis (FUTS, Eclipse), Drake (OF), Mark Pakin (OF)

New: Tay (DBK), Fah (Warp), Fluke Pusit (Warp), Gigie (Warp), Silvy (Warp)

Off: Gun (NM, TOL), Lookjun (Jungle), Nok (TOL)

Ohm Thipakorn: Fluke Pusit (ABAAB)

Ohm: Dao Phimthong (AEFAE), Nanon (BB), Film (DS), Singto (HCTM), Gigie (HCTM), First (Shipper), Tu (10 YT)

Papang: Earth (MLC), Guy Sivakorn (P.S. IHY)

Pawin: Khaotung (55:15)

Pepper: Dunk (SIMM)

Phuwin: Pond (FUTS, NLMG), Chimon (NLMG)

Pod: Gawin (DBK), Khaotung (Tonhon)

Pond: Phuwin (FUTS, NLMG)

Satang: Winny (MSP)

Sea: Jimmy (VV)

Sing: Namtan (MDL), Drake (Slam Dunk), Ciize (Warp)

Singto: Nat (Friendzone), Plustor (Friendzone), Ohm (HCTM), Krist (SOTUS)

Tay: New (DBK), Joss (3WBF), Mild (3WBF)

Thor: Fluke Pusit (Warp)

Toptap: Mike (2gether)

Win: Prim (Enigma), Bright (2gether)

Winny: Satang (MSP)

Women

Aye: Apple (Friendzone)

Best: Mark Pakin (Warp)

Ciize: Drake (MMGG), Sing (Warp)

Cris: Lee (MMGG)

Fah: New (Warp)

Film: Nanon (DL), Ohm (DS), Perth (DS), Gun (NM), Mond (NM)

Gigie: Ohm (HCTM), Joss (MMGG), Fluke Pusit (Warp), Guy Sivakorn (Warp), New (Warp)

Jan: Lee (P.S. IHY), Pearwah (P.S. IHY), Silvy (Warp)

Lookjun: Off (Jungle), Krist (Jungle)

Mild: Nanon (Jungle), Joss (3WBF), Tay (3WBF)

Mook: Lee (Jungle)

Namtan: Prim (Enigma), Sing (MDL), Lee (Gifted), Chimon (Player), Nanon (UMG)

Prigkhing: First (Shipper)

Prim: Namtan (Enigma), Win (Enigma)

Silvy: Jan (Warp), New (Warp)

Tu: Bright (F4), Ohm (10 YT)

View: Nanon (MM), Arm (55:15)

Figures and Discussion Section

Our leaders as of now for "most different pairs kissing in one show" are:

Warp Effect (10 pairs)

The Jungle (5 pairs)

Friendzone and Not Me (4 pairs)

Only Friends (3 pairs [so far 👀])

Mama Gogo, Moonlight Chicken, P.S. I Hate You, and 3 Will Be Free (3 pairs)

2. Jojo has an... outsized impact on the number of kissing pairs. He directed 5 of the top 9 shows with the most different kissing pairs - and roughly 17% of all the shows analyzed - but his shows contain about 30% of kisses present in the data set (note: I am just looking at kissing pair iterations here not at unique kissing pairs, e.g., Phuwin/Pond are a pair in two shows (once in a Jojo show and once in a non-Jojo show), so they are counted twice. Otherwise I would have to think about in what show/under which director a kissing pair first originated, how many different shows/directors they've kissed under... this section is mostly a quick exercise in showing how Jojo has a lot of different kissers in his shows so I'm not trying to be that statistically accurate.)

The median number of "different kissing pairs per show" of a Jojo show is 3.38, compared to a median of only 1.69 "different kissing pairs per show" in non-Jojo shows.

3. There were more same gender kissing pairs than mixed gender kissing pairs, though not by much. This may also reflect the data set used (I know I am more familiar with QLs than het GMMTV shows)

4. Our leaders for actors with the "most kissing partners" so far are:

Nanon (7 people)

Ohm (6 people)

First, Lee, New, Film, Gigie, and Namtan (5 people each)

Krist, and Fluke Pusit (4 people)

Bright, Drake, Earth, Fluke Gawin, Gun, Joss, Khaotung, Neo, Off, Sing, Tay, Jan, and Mild (3 people each)

Bonus! Which of the GMMTV boys has kissed the most men?

First and Singto are tied for the win (4 each)

Then Earth, Fluke Gawin, Khaotung, Krist, Neo, and Ohm (3 each)

Then Drake, Dunk, Fluke Pusit, Gun, Mix, New, Papang, Phuwin, and Tay (2 each)

Thanks to all those who contributed!!: @airenyah, @alsoran, @bengiyo, @burnmyself, @catboykacchan, @catsundmaus, @chickenstrangers, @crowie, @dribs-and-drabbles, @jeonghanurl, @kpinhiding, @lurkingshan, @maibpenrai, @nieves-de-sugui, @non-binarypal7, @sollucets, @userneos, @tiistirtipii, @waitmyturtles, @williamrikers, @zeesqueere

and @blmpff asked to be tagged in updates!

#gmmtv multiverse #kissing multiverse #still accepting submissions if you see anything I've forgotten from GMMTV's long history #and stay tuned for how Only Friends changes things...

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