#( he is simultaneously trying so hard to help while being so weird about it. )

[lunicho]

wandering thoughts - han taesan

- synopsis: taesan can't help but get distracted while on holiday with your family. all he wants is to be under your gaze. (2.1k words)

- warnings: subby taesan, gn reader, brief nipple play, y/n and taesan almost get caught, handjob, reader calls taesan kitty like twice (lmk if i missed anything)

a/n: first fic omgg, i'm rlly rusty with writing so pls be nice 💔. i don't normally call taesan by his real name but my mind works weird so i have to write fics with his real name idk why, anyways hope you enjoy!!

“dongmin you have to let go!” your voice was muffled because your boyfriend had his arm around you, pushing your face into him. he'd been holding you in place for so long, not wanting to be left behind. “i need to shower!!” after a little bit of a struggle, you somehow managed to twist out of his grasp. 

your eyes were squinted as you adjusted to being in the light again, but you moved to your drawer to grab your clothes. “i'll just go with you then.” he sat up as well, moving himself to the end of your bed. 

“no, you already know that you can't. i won't be that long, you big baby.” you laughed when you saw his expression, a slight pout placed on his lips. he continued to watch your every move, eyes following you as you moved around your room. 

you turned your body towards him, a deadpan expression coming across your face. “baby, seriously im not gonna disappear the second your eyes leave me, relax.” dongmin threw his body back on the bed, sighing at how badly he wanted your attention. 

“i'll be back, i promise.” you grabbed the remote from behind him, placing a kiss on his pouty lips simultaneously, “find a movie or something while im gone.” you dropped the remote in his lap, quickly leaving the room before he could protest any further. 

this was the first time dongmin was visiting with your family for an extended period of time. you've brought him to get togethers and other family events but he's never stayed at your parents house or any of your family's house for that matter. the day was awesome, everyone was getting along well and you had a lot of fun, especially since you hadn't been to your parents house in a little while. he hated that his mind strayed like it did all day, the only thing he was able to focus on was you. 

his mind wandered again as he tried to pick a movie, all he could think about was you in the shower. how the water would run down your body, the way your sweet scented shower gel would lather on your chest, and how you'd stand wordlessly in the warmth, enjoying the way the water heated up your joints. he bit his lip at the thought, trying to snap himself out of it by scrolling through more movies. he could feel himself getting hard already, just the thought of your naked body could drive him to insanity. dongmin eventually landed on one, sighing as his pants suddenly felt way too tight. 

he got up to change into pajamas, hurriedly removing his pants. he palmed himself over his underwear once his jeans were off, eyebrows furrowed with frustration. a small pool of precum leaked through his black boxers, the sight making him harder. he thought about quickly getting himself off but ultimately decided against it, not wanting to disobey you. 

you caught his attention a little bit later by opening your bedroom door, entering the room in your cozy pajamas. you threw your dirty clothes into the basket by the door, smiling at your boyfriend lovingly, “do you wanna go take a shower?” you grabbed your lotion and sat on the bed, rubbing down your arms and legs. dongmin shook his head, “no, i took one right before i came.” he lifted the blanket off of himself a little to show that he had already changed into pajamas. 

you nodded and turned your back to dongmin, looking at the tv, “ooh you picked a good movie, you can start it.” he pressed play, the tv faintly playing sound. you normally keep the volume fairly since you usually watch tv late into the night. 

you could hear dongmin moving around behind you, the way the bed slightly shook also giving it away. the bed dipped below you a bit when he got closer, you could almost feel heat radiating off of him. his hands rested on your shoulders and he brought his face down to yours, placing kisses on your face and shoulders. he briefly smelled the nape of your neck, the freshly sprayed perfume and body oil made a heavenly mixture on your skin. you tilted your head, allowing him more access, “seriously what has gotten into you today?” you put the lotion down with a smile on your face, moving onto the bed and cuddling into your boyfriend. 

“don't know, just love you.” you now had your back to the tv, the two of you facing each other as you cuddled up. “well, love me from over there.” you said jokingly, trying to move out of his grasp again, hands pushing him away. you both laughed but dongmin's grasp on you remained firm. he lowered you onto your back, placing his lips on yours. a quiet whimper fell from his lips, showing how desperate he was for your touch. 

“you know,” you pulled away from the kiss, sitting up on your elbow, your free hand moving down his torso, “you could just tell me when you're needy like this..” you brush your hand along his hardened length, confirming your suspicions. 

he sucked in a breath, reacting to the way you grasped him gently, fingers gripping the bed sheets. his big eyes gazed into yours, his lip caught between his teeth. he breathed out a whimper when your hand moved away from him. “keep quiet, don't want my family hearing you..” 

you sat up on your knees, the long forgotten movie still playing behind you two. you moved the blanket down his body, allowing yourself to fully see. “why should i help you right now? maybe i should just leave you like this as a punishment for being so dirty.” you were only teasing but the desperate head shaking that came from the boy below you made you smile. 

“please.. i need you so bad..” his volume was low, desperation leaking from every word. he ran his hand through his hair, his thighs pressing together slightly. 

“i can't believe you right now..” you genuinely were a little shocked, dongmin isn't usually the type that's not able to control himself but he'd just been extra needy today. he'd been keeping a hushed but flirty tone with you all day, leaning down to your ear each time. when you'd be alone with him he'd kiss you quickly, pressing his lips against you as much as he could. 

“please y/n..” he shut his eyes tight, a slight wave of embarrassment washing over him. he brought his hands up to his face, slightly covering it. he's always so shy during sex but he was so so cute. 

“aww it's okay baby, i'm sorry for teasing you so much.” with one hand you pulled his hands away from his face, your thumb brushing over his bottom lip. he pushed his lips against the pad of your finger, his lips parting slightly. with your other hand you gently palmed him over his pants. your voice was hushed as you spoke, not wanting anyone to hear, “gonna take care of you okay?” he nodded, eyes desperate. 

you pulled the tied drawstring of his pajama pants, quietly asking him to pull them down. you ran a finger up the length of his shaft, watching as he shivered under you. his precum made his tip slick as you thumbed his throbbing slit. 

you reached for the lotion you used earlier, squeezing some into your hand, finally slowly pumping his length. small needy noises spilled from the boys lips. you caressed his cheek gently, heart melting when he unconsciously leaned into your touch, just like a little kitten. “you've gotta keep quiet kitty.” with that you swiftly stuck two fingers into his mouth and he immediately started sucking on them. 

he breathed out heavily, one of his hands holding onto your arm as a way to brace himself. you adored this boy, continuing to pump his length at a steady pace. 

dongmin couldn't sit still, his thighs tensed and released repeatedly as a tight ball for formed in his stomach. his hips rolled in small circles, eyes staring up at you once again. he moaned around your fingers, one of his hands moving to go around your waist. 

you couldn't help but whisper, “such a pretty kitty..” your voice sounding slightly awestruck. times like this just swole your heart up, filling you with warmth. you pulled your fingers out of his mouth, moving your hand under his shirt to toy with his nipples. 

his nipples weren't that sensitive but they still got him reacting a bit. they hardened as soon as you touched them, hands brushing across them playfully. 

you focused your hand on the tip of his cock, repeatedly brushing over it. his hips slightly stuttered, pushing away from your grasp out of sensitivity. this got his orgasm building up even faster than before. 

he was so close to finishing, so so close but there was a knock at your door. dongmin's hips stilled, a mortified expression crossing his face. “y/n?” your hand slowed down on his length, his body tense in your grasp. you continued to play with the head of his cock as you answered, knowing your mom wouldn't open the door, “yes mom?” dongmin accidentally whimpered at the feeling of your hand slightly tightening on his length, his noise almost being too loud.

without second thought you slapped a hand over his mouth. he breathed out heavily from his nose, the air blowing against the back if your hand. the adrenaline of the situation caused his cock to twitch. he shut his eyes tightly, suddenly getting the urge to fuck your fist and make himself cum. 

“are you guys hungry? do you want a snack or anything?” you nodded although she couldn't see you through the door, “yeah, thanks, we'll be out in a second, we're finishing up part of this movie.” she responded to you after that, the sound of her footsteps getting farther from your door. 

you waited to be sure she was gone before speaking, leaning closer to the boy, “oh you liked that, hm? almost getting caught made your cock harder didn't it? so dirty..”

you uncovered his mouth and watched his mouth move as if he was going to say something, but nothing came out. “next time we're at your place i'm gonna fuck you up for this, you know that right? gonna ride you until you're begging me to let you cum.” he nods eagerly at this with furrowed eyebrows, desperate to cum now. 

the way you're talking is enough to get him going even more. his hips moved on their own causing you to stop your movements on his cock. he fucked himself into your fist, head thrown back and mouth falling open. 

several moans come from him, your fingers returning to his mouth. his moans are muffled but still quite audible as he gets himself off in your fist. 

ropes of cum eventually shoot from his cock, landing on his stomach. you begin stroking him through his orgasm, his hips stuttering once again. he breathes heavily, pressing his lips shut against your fingers as he comes down from his high. he keeps his eyes closed as his chest rises and falls, his hips jolting every once in a while. 

you pull your fingers out of his mouth once again, leaning down to kiss his slightly sweaty forehead. you brush his hair out of his face, kissing down to his cheek, “you okay my love?” to that he nods, finally opening his eyes and smiling shyly. 

“thank you y/n.” he was feeling slightly embarrassed again as he sat up on his elbows looking at his stomach. he was covered in his own cum, unable to move from his spot. he shook his head before looking to you for help, hands returning to his hair to fluff it up, a habit he has. you turned to him and nodded with a smile as you looked for something to clean him up with. 

you grabbed a towel out of your laundry basket, wiping your hands before taking it over to dongmin. you helped him clean himself up, returning the towel to the basket shortly after. you stood by the door, watching the boy on your bed. 

“hurry honey, i wanna get some snacks.” he smiled at you as he pulled his pants back up, tying the knot once again. his heart was still pumping quickly as he exited the room, the adrenaline of the situation still with him. 

[rocketbirdie]

YOU. You are correct about Cloud Strife. Everything you say about him is CORRECT

Hi I'm going to use your ask as an opportunity to go on an unhinged tangent about him below the cut.

I believe that EVERYTHING about Cloud Strife as a character makes total sense once you realize: it's autism.

Here's a character whose entire arc revolves around the erosion of his identity and his desperate attempts to adhere to an ideal image, at the expense of his own wellbeing; and how self acceptance is the thing that brings him back from the edge of despair.

Youtube theorycrafters waste hours of their lives trying to piece together Cloud's psyche, when the answer is just... autism. It really is that simple. I will die on this goddamn hill.

In Trace of Two Pasts, we learn that even as a toddler, Cloud really was just... like that. Unemotive and awkward. And the entire lifestream sequence in the OG shows us a young Cloud who behaves in baffling ways. Tifa and her friends invited Cloud into their group, but he rejected their friendship while simultaneously harboring a seething jealousy. How the heck does that work, huh?

Viewing this through the Autism Lens™️, his approach make way more sense. Fearing his own inability to read and reciprocate their intentions, he pushes them away, and the resulting loneliness crushes him. He mistakes that loneliness for anger. He turns that anger outwards and gets into fights. Because the other kids don't understand him, Cloud sees them as stupid and immature. It's the perfect recipe for disastrous distrust. The tragic result is that, when Tifa gets into her accident, Cloud is immediately blamed by kids AND adults. He's seen as inherently dangerous and unpredictable, even though he did nothing wrong. It's like they were already looking for the perfect excuse to hate him.

The worst part is, because he struggles to articulate his own thoughts and feelings, he starts to just... accept what other people say about him. He's a pain in the ass. He's a selfish brat. He could try being a bit nicer. Any attempt that he makes to argue, backfires and proves their points even more. He's being childish. He needs to get his shit together. Nothing's ever good enough for him. He stops fighting it and lets people drag him around and violate his boundaries, because no matter how loud he yells or how intelligently he argues, nothing he says ever reaches their ears. He trims away more and more of himself to try and appease others and nurse the constant emotional pain. (And that's not even addressing the entire traumatic *waves hands* everything that he's gone through by the time he reaches Midgar! That would have to be its own tangent lol.)

It's hard to watch as a player; the secondhand embarrassment of Cloud's social blunders is immense. Some people don't like Cloud as a video game protagonist, which is perfectly valid. But a lot of times, they justify their opinion by perpetuating the same damaging language. He's an asshole, he's a weirdo, he hates people. The irony would be hilarious if it wasn't so frustrating. I know Cloud is just a fictional character, he doesn't need to be defended from harsh criticisms. But I can't help but wonder what these players think about the "weird people-hating assholes" that they meet in real life.

It also makes me wonder if they were even paying attention. I think the games make it pretty damn obvious what's going on. He's an asshole because other characters treat him like one before they even get to know him. He hates people because he doesn't understand them, and they don't even try to understand him. He's a weirdo because he has a strange way of showing how deeply he loves and cares, and he's afraid that his love will be misinterpreted like every other emotion he's ever dared to show.

The autism is everywhere. It permeates his entire being. It's in his silly responses when he takes things too literally. It's in his painfully practical way with words. It's in the stiff expressionless look and the flat tone of voice. It's in him constantly adjusting his gloves, shifting his weight, looking down at his feet. It's in his questionable idea of what you're supposed to do with your body at a yoga session. It's in the half a dozen flustered high fives, it's in the motion sickness. It's in the contagious eagerness with his special interests in SOLDIER and materia and chocobos.

It's in the moments where the facade crumbles and we get to see the real Cloud, the one that Aerith knew was in there— the one that Tifa finds in the lifestream— the one that Zack gave his life for— the Cloud that cherishes the whole world. He's got so much of everything inside of his heart, and he doesn't know how to get it out. You'd be a weird asshole about it, too.

[fruitsywriting]

Hi! Was just wondering if you could do mark x rex x gn!reader hcs where reader basically are/has the personality of blue diamond (from steven universe) story/scenario can be completely up to you! :3

Note: This took me so long because I have never watched Steven Universe so I was researching it... then i got hit with being sick because of my medication.. it was a lot. Sorry for any errors I got in this, I tried my best with what I could comprehend lol.

Ship: Rex x Gn!Reader x Mark

Fandom: Invincible

Warnings: None

This is a small drabble I was able to do after rewriting this a few times.

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As the battle against a villain they had never seen before drags out, Rex is wondering where the hell Invincible is. Or, where the hell the rest of the heroes are. It’s hard when it’s only Rex on the scene, trying to keep this villain from injuring more civilians. All he can do is throw small explosions to move the villain back while trying to use the big ones to at least stun him or injure him. It feels like hours before Atom Eve and Invincible show up and have a hand in safely capturing this new villain. 

Invincible, Mark Grayson, turns to Rex with a sheepish smile and hovers down to land in front of Rex.

“Sorry about that, Eve and I-”

“Were what??” Rex snaps without even thinking about it.

Mark is taken aback before getting defensive himself, “Don’t tell me you’re jealous. You and Eve aren’t even dating anymore!”

Rex can’t let the real reason slip through, he can’t let Mark know that lately he catches himself staring at Mark a little too longer than usual. How he has been slacking as a hero, because he’s distracted thinking about Mark, and secretly hoping that Invincible will come while simultaneously giving him shit saying he had it- in a joking manner of course. He can’t let him know he doesn’t want Mark dating Eve because he wants Mark. He bites his tongue and walks away, muttering about how all of this is bullshit. Mark just sighs and rants to Eve about it, he thought him and Rex were cool but as the last two weeks have been going on- it appears differently.

Rex is helping check on the civilians among the one building that was destroyed. Good news is the building was small, and caused minimal damage- and it was a work building meaning no one lost a home. Someone immediately catches his attention. They appear sad, maybe they’re hurt or worried. Something, something he should definitely check on to make sure they’re okay.

“Hey, are you hurt? Do you need medical attention?” He asks politely, while scanning over their body for obvious injuries.

“Ah no, I’m fine.” Their voice is tranquil to listen to, calming but also in a state of grieving. He wants to ask more questions, but none are coming to mind as they lift their head ever so slightly so their eyes are available to look at. 

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That was when you met Rex. He was checking in on you every so often, to the point it would be considered weird. But he quickly clarifies that your demeanor seems blue, and he just wants to make sure you’re at least mentally okay. The thought warmed your heart and you were able to make small talk with him. You could tell that it was more than just your sorrowful yet tranquil demeanor that intrigued him however. You definitely knew when he slipped a piece of paper with several digits on it, along with his name. It was just confirmation.

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It took you a few days before you texted him, because of several reasons. One, you were looking for a new job. Two, you were distracted and somewhat laying in bed all day. Three, he made you a little nervous. Perhaps it was a crush forming, or perhaps the man was just intimidating. However- you finally got the courage and sent the message.

You: Hi, it’s me from the other day.

Rex: Took you long enough

Rex: Jkjk

Rex: How are you doing?

After making small talk with him, he tries to call you. You jump at the notification flashing on your screen and you take several deep breaths before answering.

“Hello?”

“Hi, do you wanna go to dinner with me?”

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At first, dinner with Rex was peaceful and good. He knew the perfect amount of talking to do, knew when you wanted to be quiet for a minute to enjoy the meal without someone talking with food in their mouth. He seemed like a genuine guy, so far- a second date was looking promising for the both of you.

That was, until halfway through the main course meal a man harshly sat down next to him. He crossed his arms like he was mad at Rex (and you couldn’t help but look at how his arms flexed in his short sleeved T-shirt.). Rex looks shocked for a moment before he grimaces. 

(In Mark’s defense, he didn’t know this was a date he was crashing)

“Are you going to tell me what’s your problem? I thought we were going good but you got mad at me? Is it jealousy, Rex?” Mark says in a demanding but angered tone. Rex matches the energy, because ain’t no way Mark just crashed on his date talking about being jealous. 

“This can wait-”

“No, because you’ve been ignoring my texts and calls. Why are you so mad? I’m not-”

“Mark, I’m in the middle of something.” He gestures to the table, food, and to you. You sit there awkwardly, and have a completely different impression of what is going on. 

“Rex, are you in an open relationship or something? Is this your boyfriend?” 

The two whip their heads around to you, stunned by the blunt question. They both talk over each other, trying to clear things up, trying to smooth things out, and trying to explain themselves. You have to calmly interrupt them, by holding up a hand.

“I don’t mind, but I would’ve preferred a heads up. Unless you were planning to tell me later during dinner, then I wouldn’t have minded.”

Rex cuts off that thought, “Mark isn’t my boyfriend.”

Mark is sitting there, connecting dots before he gasps, “Wait, were you jealous of Eve?? Do you like me?”

“WHAT”

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This is when you enter the stage of trying to navigate Polyamory with them. It took a long talk about it, with you explaining the concept to them before they decided to try it. Mark is interested in you, but not in the same way Rex is. Rex sees you as someone who is a calming force in his life, someone who balances out everything and is very empathetic. Mark sees you as someone who can understand him a little better than most on an emotional level. Even if you don’t go through what he did, the way you take on his emotions makes him feel like you deeply understand. Who knew that you would be the bridge that helped Mark and Rex make up and see their feelings for each other- and for you?

[melanchoire]

barely see anything with my girl chaeryeong soooo…

stepsis chaery who comes at her stepsister asking for and advice, she waited until your parents went to a trip to visit your aunt for the weekend, she was so embarrassed to ask or be heard about what she was telling you, she has tried to masturbate multiple times but failed terrible, in fact she felt it hurts and is not good as her friends have told her, you asked her what she has done during the moment and she even told you she has watched porn and nothing works so she asked for an advice, instead of saying something you tell her to lay on the couch that you will help her, you start rubbing your hand at slow pace on her shorts she starts to breath a bit more heavy then you lift her shirt to start licking her tits, you know she is starting to get wet so you take off her bottoms and start fingering her wet pussy as her moans start increasing, chaeryeong starts feeling something weird and begs you to stop you ignore her pleas and keep fingering and rubbing her clit faster while sucking on her sensitive nipples until she squirts on your hand, she feels so ashamed but you feel so proud of seeing your stepsis turned into a whole mess bc of you

cw: fingering, nipple play, titsucking, squirting.

chaeryeong is so frustrated at never being able to properly please herself by touching herself that she has to resort to her last option after her friends make jokes about her stupid question and and the internet shows her porn sites instead of help for her problem: having to ask you, he older stepsister, how to please herself properly

so you decide to help her in the best way: by giving her a good example of how to touch herself properly <3

making chaeryeong lie down on the couch and let you do your thing, rubbing your palm against her pussy through the fabric of her shorts, starting to kiss her jaw and leaving a trail of hot, wet kisses down to her collarbones… chaeryeong feels like she is completely melting when you give her a look from under your eyelashes and you bring your free hand to the hem of her nightgown and begin to slowly pull it up until you stop above her tits

awww but chaeryeong is about to give up and pull back the moment you start sucking her nipples simultaneously with what you start fingering her pussy 😭 she would be like, “wait, wait, wait.” and trying to push her body off yours because she is not used to this kind of thing and feels like she' is going to faint at any moment… having chaeryeong squirm underneath you was something that was slowly starting to piss you off because she was so restless and it was being annoying to you because it was making it hard for you to continue, but it only takes one look at her for her to understand that she must behave

and she is super loud and fidgety when moving 😭 trying to push her hips away from you and against the couch seats but at the same time her hips stutter and they try to move against your hand like she is begging for more, cumming so messily that it soaks your hand completely and wets her shorts because you never took them off when you just put your hand inside them 😓 chaeryeong somewhat embarrassed because she ruined her pajama pants and let her sister fuck her, but most of all, because she ruined her pajama pants!

and chaeryeong definitely comes to you often whenever she has these kinds of doubts…

[heartz4levi]

Can you do alst boys x reader in that is like Mafuyu from pjsk (you don’t have to)

i act like i don't feel this way with you !

☆ thinking abt a mafuyu—like reader . . .

☆ various alien stage characters ,, gn reader . . is this my cue to come out as a project sekai fan? ,, this can be interpreted as both a modern au and a regular alnst universe work ,, reader is based off of mafuyu asahina from the game project sekai.

luka would see a hint of himself within you. your picture—perfect achievements, demeanor, it reminds him of himself. he can sense that faint, odd air that surrounds you, the small reflection of your true self that seeps into the cracks.

because of your similarities, you find yourself getting along with luka whilst simultaneously having formed some sort of rivalry with him. he was created to be perfect, meanwhile you are just naturally perfect — as perfect as humans and synthetic ones can get, that is.

nonetheless, whenever the two of you aren't competing, you actually get along. neither of you talk much, but the silence that engulfs the two of you is comfortable.

till isn't sure how to feel about you. the things you achieve are a little bit too great, and you pull them off way too flawlessly. you usually keeping to yourself isn't something that bothers till though, he can understand it.

you're unsettling, in a way, in till's eyes but he can't say he doesn't admire your talent — well, talents. it seems like you have several. on the rare instance that he decides to reach out to you, the air is rather awkward. you aren't an individual of many words and till really just doesn't know what to say to you.

he'll hesitantly approach you, his body stiff as he asks for a word of advice. as much of an oddball as you are to him though, till doesn't think you're too bad.

ivan, too, finds you odd. but he's intrigued — every time you're around, his eyes are on you. watching how you do everything with ease but how something within you changes whenever someone ropes you into an unexpected conversation. you become more stiff, more uncertain, stark in contrast to how you behave when you are left alone.

weird as it may sound, ivan observes you as if you're some sort of lab rat. he can't help but want to figure out what it is that makes you tick, how you manage to juggle being good at so many things all at once. he has a lingering feeling that it's hard and stressful even for you, though.

as for how you and ivan would interact, however, he makes you feel a bit uneasy. he's always looking at you so closely, picking his words so carefully. it causes your mind to wrack, trying to figure out if he's up to something — but the more you get to know him and vice versa, you find out that all he wanted was to know you better.

hyunwoo admires your expertise in several fields. he thinks you're pretty cool for being able to excel at so many things and might even approach you from time to time.

he'll speak to you as if you've known each other for a while now. his body language is a casual, lax one, the complete opposite of yours — reluctant, slightly on guard. hyunwoo can sense it, hence why the next time he strikes up a conversation with you, he'll tone everything down a notch even if he isn't a particularly overwhelming individual.

slowly but surely, you'll start to warm up to hyunwoo. he's been pretty laid—back from the start so nothing much changes in regards to his behavior. over time, you learn that he's a reliable, nice person, prompting the two of you to become quite close.

dewey doesn't acknowledge you much. he knows your name, recognizes your face, will admit that you're a jack of all trades and master of plenty.

but he never really goes out of his way to befriend you — and honestly, you're sort of glad he doesn't. the two of you are polar opposites. he's more outgoing, more brawns than brain, someone who would send your senses into overdrive the second he starts talking to you.

the few times you do talk, dewey doesn't even notice how apprehensive you seem to be. he just goes on and on, talking about whatever has been on his mind lately and asking you a couple of questions to make sure you're still engaged in the conversation.

isaac is someone who you see hanging around dewey rather often, which causes you to assume that he is probably just as overzealous as his friend. right?

wrong. similar to hyunwoo, isaac's behavior is leaning towards the down to earth side, the only difference being that he isn't as extroverted. not that you mind, though.

your conversations tend to be pretty short and blunt. neither of you are the type to sugarcoat things, deciding to be honest instead — there are plenty of people in this word who would take offense to that bluntness, but the two of you understand each other in a way that no one else does.

[lotusarchon]

Hello! Is it okay if I request for Mei and Red Son (separately) dating hcs? Sfw and nsfw if possible, thanks! Have a good day

my love is mine all mine (red son x reader)

content warnings: gender neutral reader, second pov (you/your), fluff, mild stalking mentioned, tsundere-esque red son, mild angst mentioned, sfw + nsfw headcanons, smut, minors/ageless blogs dni, mentions of kinks, sub/dom dynamics, waxplay, bratty/subbish red son, unprotected sèx

author's notes: thank you for requesting! i didn't do mei's part because i actually wrote sfw + nsfw dating headcanons for her a few months back, which you can find here! also ah ....i don't necessarily know much about sex despite being a smut writer so lmfao 😭 sorry if this is boring abdjajfjs

SFW:

𐙚 While I normally don't like the tsundere trope, I have to admit that Red Son is definitely a walking tsundere. I feel like, compared to the ones in anime though, he's less likely to hurt you or be too hurtful with his words. Yes, he likes you and yes, he definitely doesn't want to admit to it, but he also would never do or say anything that would make you upset. He's simply more in denial of his feelings, so when doing something nice he always needs to insist he's doing it out of pity rather than being, well, kind.

𐙚 Because of that, if you're someone who's familiar with his personality, you can definitely tell when he has a crush on you. He's kinda hard to miss and everything, and he's somehow always around when you need help….but it's definitely not because he likes you or anything. He just can't bare to see you look so pathetic 🙄

𐙚 Like Mei (canon), he probably has hidden cameras on you, because he thinks stalking you is much too creepy (especially if in the instance you're not a demon), so he prefers to at least be able to check a camera or two to ensure you're safe. He pinkie promises it's not to do anything but to maintain your safety! And I don't personally see him being a creep about him. Red Son's paranoid by nature, and that heavily influenced how protective he is of people he cares about, even if he refuses to admit to it.

𐙚 Confessing is a bit difficult for the bull prince but only because he has a hard time in general trying to gather his feelings together. He has a hard enough time as it is to admit he's in love with you. It takes some time, but he'll get there. You can't try to confess to make things easier though, if that's what you're wondering. He refuses to allow you to be the first to confess.

𐙚 In time, as long as the confession works, Red Son is….still the same, actually. Normally some people are sorta different when they're dating, but Red Son has a pretty stubborn personality. Makes sense with his dad being a bull and all, but point blank, there's not much differences with his personality before the relationship, and after. I imagine it feels weird to just suddenly try and act differently, but give him time. He's less rude at least, and does try to be less sarcastic. Doesn't mean there are times his temper wouldn't get the best of him, but if you're willing to be patient with him, he'll get there.

𐙚 Red Son is definitely a romantic to me. He swoons when he thinks he's alone and has an album of pictures that consist solely of you, at your best and worst (not literally. More like silly, goofy moments you wouldn't want captured on film). His wallpapers are pictures of you smiling at him, and his ringtone may or may not be your voice greeting him. (It took a lot of guts, but he did manage to allow his pride to fall just enough to ask your permission to use your voice as a ringtone.)

𐙚 He's the type to spend millions of dollars before and after the relationship. Originally, there were bouqets of flowers big enough to fill your entire house from him, flowers he refused to take credit for before the relationship started. Afterwards, when you start dating, he at least has the balls to admit the gifts you used to receive back then were from him…..while simultaneously buying you dozens more.

𐙚 Not a fan of flowers? That's fine with him―Red Son pays attention to your interests, hobbies, likes and dislikes. Whatever you like, he finds for you. He's not the type to judge at all with whatever you like and find enjoyment in, so if you like a video game or show, collecting old coins or baking, he supports you regardless, and he always ensures you're gifted with the things you like. Think of this as some sort of odd courting attempt.

𐙚 I don't see him being a direct fan of pda as the relationship progresses. He does enjoy being seen in public with you, and he will place a protective arm on you if necessary, but he's a little….shy when it comes to handholding…and little kisses….and basically any type of affection, actually.

𐙚 As a matter of fact, I think that he's just awkward in general with affection at the beginning. Mind you that you're possibly the first person he's tried to be more open with, and if you're also someone who isn't cold and too aloof compared to his mother and other demons, then you would be the first person not counting Mei and MK who's made him feel comfortable enough to express much gentler emotions. It's hella awkward for him to express his feelings, physically or mentally, but with time, he'll get there. Pretty soon he's more clingy than you (if you're clingy), just anticipate it's behind closed doors.

𐙚 He's definitely the type to claim you're the more attached of the two of you, but that's a lie. Sometimes, when he's alone, he cries a bit if you're not around to comfort him 🙁

𐙚 Seeing that he opened some type of food stall in s2 (and possibly also planned on opening one in s5 with his family?), I think Red Son cooks as a hobby and is absolutely talented at it by accident. Whether or not you're capable of cooking matters little to him because he's willing to cook for you….you'll probably just have to teach him about your spice tolerance though if you can't handle spicy food too well. He'd also have you as his taste-tester if you're willing.

𐙚 For all his cockiness, Red Son has his insecurities. He especially feels like he's not good enough for you, and gets envious if you seem to like/show affection to someone else. I can kinda see him being unwilling to introduce you to his ‘friends’ (if you aren't associated with Mei/MK prior) because he'd think they'd be more fun/interesting than he is, and steal your time and attention away. You'll probably need to assure him that you still very much care for him, even if Red Son would take his insecurity to the grave with him.

𐙚 He's a simply guy. A smooch to the cheek or a little headpat and he's yours for days.

NSFW:

𐙚 Oh ..boy alright hear me out. Most of my readers are subs and this one is no different, but, I can also see Red Son being a bratty sub too. He's a prince, and….you know what? Inexperienced as fucking hell.

𐙚 Because like, Princess Iron Fan (bless her soul) might not be an emotionally available parent, but she's protective for sure, especially following DBK’s defeat and sealing. Sure she might've been a little tardy once Red Son got older, but she's a celestial, and I low-key doubt she would've left Red Son to wander about in his youth. Even then, he feels like the type to be so fucking socially awkward and stupid that he just never ended up making any friends until MK and Mei came along, which proves my headcanon that he's even more clueless when it comes to sex.

𐙚 My Readers are still subs…ish…so you're probably still on the receiving end….it's just that Red Son is more whiny and easier to tease.

𐙚 His inexperience ass boasts about how absolutely talented he is when it comes to “sexual activities”, but lock him in a bedroom and he's sitting on the edge of the bed refusing to glance at your naked body until you coax him into lying down with you. Hopefully you have experience as well because it you're just as inexperienced, then it's gonna be one hell of a ride….

𐙚 You better have a size kink, because his true form is probably massive as hell. He definitely does because you'd be pretty small compared to him anyway and he thinks it's hot watching you hover above him when he could easily crush you with a hand.

𐙚 Because of the size kink, I think he's got a thing for cowgirl positions. Or any position that makes it easier for you to be above him, either to watch your dazed, fucked out expression or the smug smile you might wear at his pathetic whimpers.

𐙚 Red Son's probably noisy to be honest. He whimpers and moans and whines every single god damn time your hands are on hin, so he might as well go the extra step and make his room sound proof too. For his parents sake and his dignity.

𐙚 First time you give him a blowjob he cums like, 10 seconds top. Hear me out with this―his inexperienced, virgin ass did not expect your mouth to feel this good on his damn dick. He lasts longer as time goes on but his excuse this first time is you ��caught him off guard”.

𐙚 Don't hit me for this but his special milk (god help me I'm sorry for this phrasing 😭) is spicy and warmer than average. Either in your mouth or inside, it's easy to tell his fire powers affect certain ehem parts of him. He's sorry about that by the way…

𐙚 Likes tits. I'm sorry but it's a genetic thing because I refuse to believe PIF didn't want to peg DBK because of those fucking tits of his. Like mother, like son, and if you've got tits/pecs he is slobbering over them. He has to have your boobs in his mouth so he can mouth and leave bite marks all over. You're welcomed to do the same to his, actually―please pinch his nipples while you're riding him and scratch at his skin.

𐙚 While you're at it, could you maybe scratch at the base of his horns connected to his head and pull on them, or toy with his tail and pull him closer to you? Pretty please? And maybe also talk so dirty with him that makes him see red and cum inside you with a whimper?

𐙚 Red Son would let you leash him or less you in turn. He's not picky if you wanna tie a collar around his neck and use the tip of your shoe to nudge his face back and forth, and he's also not picky being in charge and having you worship him hand and foot.

𐙚 Bringing me back to him being a whole prince thing―he would love for you to treat him like genuine royalty. Not so much of a roleplay thing, but more of a master-servant type dynamic? Something where he can boss you around, maybe being bold and frisky and having you sit on his lap and feed him, maybe beg him to give you an heir, or perhaps a twist where you, a silly little peasant, bossing him around, calling him a pathetic ruler for allowing his own servant to treat him as such…

𐙚 Maybe he's a sado-masochist. Maybe not.

𐙚 Unironically, I can't see him being into temperature play. Maybe waxplay though, he would love to make patterns on your body with the wax, especially on your thighs, but nothing with temperature. He's scared to hurt you for one thing with his flames, but for another, he has a little too much trauma from the Bone Demon and her wretched cold. Keep things on the safe side for now, especially if you're a demon.

𐙚 Now, Red Son probably wouldn't have a breeding kink, but I can see him still enjoying finishing inside you or on you, whichever you're cool with. Would hate condoms though :( if you suggested he wear a condom at some point he'd respect you to do it but he would also pout and sulk the entire time.

𐙚 I'm sorry but compared to others Red Son feels so tame to me smut wise 😭 I dunno I just genuinely see him as the type to think he knows much about sex but in actuality the only sex position he knows is fucking missionary. He wouldn't even know where the clit is 😭 or if he does he goes into a long-winded biology discussion that'll last a few hours. He's just so me alright 😔

𐙚 I know many fans have already insisted Red Son's some experienced playboy (and would probably be disappointed/disagree with this) but to me, personally, a lot of his behavior gives me a very sheltered rich kid type of vibes. Sure, he's sassy, pretty smart and all that, but he doesn't seem like the type who has street smarts compared to MK and Mei, and to me that will also affect his sex life in away. :p

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[a-dumb-sarcastic-bisexual]

These Clone Wars headcanons take a turn at the end

I feel like the writers really dropped the ball on never showing us Anakin and Ahsoka attending a formal event because I feel like it would be hilarious 

Watching two hardened war heroes try and act like they haven’t seen all the horrors the universe has to offer is the equivalent of watching two possums stacked on top of each other trying to convince someone they’re human

I feel like they would both try to behave for Padme and Obi-Wan’s sake but at the same time they can't help but make fun of each other as they act “normal” while simultaneously hiding the fact that they’re talking shit about anyone and everyone in the room

These two dorks are just standing in a corner praying to anyone that will listen for these stuck-up silver spoon-suckling sleemos to leave them alone but unfortunately for them the rich never care to read the vibe so they’re stuck schmoozing

After being to a couple of formal events the two start to form escape plans to get out of being in boring conversations which include but are not limited to: Ahsoka acting like they’re playing her favorite song so they have to dance, them pretending as Obi-Wan called them over with the force but in actuality they just hide behind him while he acts like an adult, and last but certainly not least Ahsoka faking an allergic reaction 

That last one got them into some trouble cause in their haste they left Obi-Wan and Padme behind to deal with the confused and concerned public and they were less than pleased to find that Anakin abused his padawan’s allergies like this little did they know Ahsoka came up with that plan

I have a guttural feeling that Ahsoka’s been put in air jail sometimes by Rex but it’s mostly Anakin using the force to lift her off the ground because it’s the only thing that calms her down 

It surprised her to find out that he stole the idea from Obi-Wan it was more surprising to find out he wasn’t entirely patient with Anakin during the first couple of years of his apprenticeship but the thing that didn’t surprise her was the fact that Anakin was a feral little brat who bit hard when he was frustrated 

There was one time when the trio were sent on a mission and it wasn’t a pleasant one to say the least which naturally resulted in them being sleep deprived which usually leads to them being very snappy towards each other

One day Anakin and Ahsoka got into a less-than-friendly shoving match which was likely going to escalate into a full-blown fight before Obi-Wan lifted them both and the uncharacteristic abuse of the force caused the duo to laugh their asses off 

Obi-Wan doesn’t like thinking of that moment cause it feels like a petty step back in his growth but the duo silently thinks that moment was hilarious and still laugh about it years later 

Anakin doesn’t always use the force to reprimand Ahsoka sometimes they act like the stupid teenagers they are and use it for reckless fun and by that I mean one day Ahsoka got an idea and begged Anakin to use the force to toss her as high as he could

He denied her request for a while even with her assuring him that if anything went wrong she could just catch herself when that approach wasn’t working she poked at his pride making little comments that he probably couldn’t toss her higher than his head

So with an admittedly bruised ego and still slight hesitation he agreed and the second her feet were back on the ground she begged him to do it again funny enough it became a kind of game/training for the duo

It helped with Anakin’s stamina and Ahsoka’s reaction time cause unfortunately being the chosen one doesn’t make someone perfect and he did drop her a couple of times but it didn’t matter much cause she caught herself

As the duo got older they started taking turns launching each other like a weird force see-saw but one day the jig was up cause the twins caught them doing this weird little game and demanded a turn

They agreed but the twins never got past the duo’s waste which didn’t matter cause Padme scolded them anyway and the two promised to never do it again with the twins around 

Anakin and Ahsoka are both deeply sentimental people I know this in my soul which results in their shared quarters being cluttered with a whole bunch of stuff 

Anakin’s stuff makes more sense cause it’s basically gifts from Padme and Obi-Wan or random projects that never worked out but he could never justify throwing away

Ahsoka on the other hand is an absolute goblin and will hoard anything and everything that feels special like 3D glasses from the singular time she and Anakin could see a holo in theaters, or a random rock from Naboo, a ribbon from a dress Padme gave her that she outgrew, and a thank you note from the kids on Mandalor 

You know the things that most people would describe as useless or junk but she keeps them scattered all over their quarters nonetheless well she did before someone got wind that she was doing this and advised her against it cause it’s against the Jedi code

She agreed with them so she stuffed all of it in a box and right before she could toss it they were sent on a mission and when she got back she didn’t have the energy to get rid of it so she just shoved it to the back of her closet 

And then she started collecting trinkets again and stored them all in the box that she lovingly refers to as the “box o’ shit” in her mind until one day the box literally wouldn’t close with all the stuff stored inside

And out of the blue the guilt she first felt when she was reprimanded came flooding back tenfold and she made a vow to toss it out the next day but every time she tried it just ended with tears in her eyes

Until one day she came home from a truly terrible solo mission to find a chest in the middle of her room and when she asked Anakin about it all he said was “Oh it’s for your stuff I figured you’d need a new one by now”

She needed no clarification of what stuff he was talking about and she didn’t know how to ask him politely how he knew she ignored sage advice while she knew she should feel embarrassed for being so obvious or guilty all she felt was loved 

So she squeezed the ever-loving force out of the one person who just got her and smiled as he squeezed her back just as tight without commenting on the twin puddles on the front of his robes 

[plasmara]

HI SPIDERMAN ANON HERE

AND YEESSSSS i definitely wrote the ask with the upside down kiss in mind… the kiss will be messy. awful. they both enjoyed it. then kai feels really guilty (but is it really cheating if it’s a one sided attraction? he’s loyal nd stupid like that) and avoids the spiderman like a plague. but it won’t last long bcs the next day he’s in like . a middle of a bank robbery or something. spider boy swoops in and saves the day again. and he looked good while doing it. kai is fucked

and after that convo on the rooftop jay would try to find kai’s crush like lowkey stalking him in school… watching everyone around kai carefully. but he got no luck bcs instead he would catch kai looking at him??? in an endearing way??? and jays gonna b like Huh . That’s weird. Does he know that i’m spiderman?

and then eventually jay knows that cole knows… and he became that Guy in The Chair but instead of helping spiderman stuff, jay annoys cole to helping him woo kai. cole is Not Interested but he likes drama, sooo… what the hell. Sure.

I SWEAARRRRR i have a lot of stuff to say abt this au but my head is empty atm. i need something angsty….. tasm level of angst. make kai fell off the build—

reading the tags, yes i also had a thing for secret identity miscommunication i think it’s Peak. Absolute Cinema. mlb definitely got something to do with it i’m blaming chat noir specifically.

HIIIIIIII btw I haven’t stopped thinking ab this au for a single second . Like. it’s rotting in my brain. kai being loyal to a boy who won’t even meet his eye in chem class while simultaneously making out with the same boy in spandex and tearing himself up about it??? cinematic. tragic. stupid. i love it with my whole heart

LMFAOOOO WAIT. kai sees any crimes happening after the kiss and immediately runs the other way. he’s like “nope. can’t risk seeing that spider Freak. i have no self control and i will kiss him again.” he sees an old lady getting mugged and sprints in the oppo direction. child abduction? sorry. not his business today. this ain’t about him. spider-man is not catching him emotionally vulnerable again when he’s Supposed to be pining over his dumbass friend

OKAJSHWKSUSKSLDJDM OK. Wait I jsut thought this one up. jay trying to wingman himself like. Brings spiderman up at lunch like hahahaha guys so . What do u think about him. Sexy no? and cole’s just staring at him laughing like u must be kidding. this is ur big plan? And jay is kicking him under the table but kai is too busy trying to formulate a response to notice. overcompensates So hard. “No. I actually think he’s a little too full of himself. Too cocky. Kind of annoying. too many cool flips. I hate him. and u know what? Yeah. i hate spiders too.” and jay’s too devastated to notice kai trying to ask him to be his homecoming date before he storms off and suddenly there’s news reports of spiderman threatening to Kill Himself

U know what. What’s crazy. what’s crazy anon is i’m bringing these nice fun little scenarios to the table and you pull out tasm . Deranged behaviour .to go from “hahaha they like each other and don’t know it <33” to “let him die in his arms” in one breath??? Ur insane (or keep going i’m listening)

[razielim]

Ugh nothing worse than writing some offhand crack, but now I'm thinking about it, how would the plot work, and who fits in how, and also slightly ironing out headcanons of how these characters interact outside of canon scraps in case of future (less cracky) fics.

But Kyle has a problem, right? At first, it was like, "I'll handle it no biggie," right? "After all, I'm GREEN LANTERN!" But eventually, it's clear the problem (some kind of bull spirit has begun haunting the building) is supernatural is nature, so he goes to find Zatanna, who is ?? busy ?? (see: nowhere to be found) so after much whining and resisting, he is finally convinced (the people who are doing the convincing are only doing so half-heartedly with great personal understanding of his resistance) to go look for Constantine.

Constantine is sloshed and botches it. Now Kyle is HEAVILY PREGNANT and that's how Kon and Bart, who came to NYC to go see a concert with him, find him. Angry, knees wide to try to take some pressure off, yelling at Constantine from the couch, who is laughing himself to death. Well, these two fly into action. First is a nice and easy TTK to ease some of the pressure and fly to a hospital and sneak into an unused imaging room where Bart mans the machinery and determines that no, it's not just gas, there really is a baby, with horns and hooves, kicking around inside him with no way out but the rectum. Kyle is like "No way, no how, I'm not dying today trying to push a whole living creature out of my ass, thank you," and as he's freaking out about not being caught dead in the obstetrics department delivering a ghost baby out of his ass either, Bart's already rereading every surgery and anesthesia text he's ever read, and does it between shadowing some of the best doctors in the world. By the time Kon's helped Kyle to calm down a little and drink some water and breathe, Bart's checking the system for an OR that doesn't have anything scheduled for a few hours. Cue Kon sitting in the corner of the OR trying not to pass out and occasionally making tools float Bart's way.

It's a week later, Kyle mostly having been convalescing while his friends chaotically try to keep the ghost (?) baby alive while simultaneously whisper-yelling at Constantine (who is now also somewhat embroiled in some bigger, worse problem) to fix the ongoing ghost bull problem when Kon finally flies Tim over, who had been wanting to take a peek at the ghost baby his friends are keeping otherwise secret and also adopting as practically their own.

It's Tim, while smiling down at the baby gripping his finger with its claws, who calls the baby a minotaur, prompting the afore-written exchange.

Anyway, the ghost bull (actually a fertility demon) is sent packing but the half-bull baby is here to stay and despite having one deadbeat dad who'd fucked off to London and never returned, he has a loving family consisting of: a malemom who works too hard: two very present dads; and a really weird gay uncle (one of his dads' boyfriend).

[verdemoun]

Does any of the gang find friends or lovers that are from the modern era? Do they/HOW do they tell them theyre from the past?

Not many of the gang do because it's.. really, really hard to explain without sounding delusional. There's also a massive emotional disconnect between the gang and modern era - they even tolerate Micah in modern era after EVERYTHING because timewarping is a trauma-bonding experience stronger than death. Even making friends? All of them would blow off their modern era friends in a heartbeat if it meant being there for the gang, because the gang come first.

Molly as one of the few who got a partner from modern era chose not to explain. Her wife just accepts Molly has a weird bond with people she never fully explains how she met and that Molly is spontaneously naive about common modern era concepts like social security numbers. (she thinks Molly was raised in a cult. Molly does not correct her)

Kai is slightly luckier because Isaac tried to explain 'hey i'm actually from the 1890s' when they were like 8 years old and Kai was just young enough to go 'that explains a lot' without the immediate reaction of haha okay pal let's take you to the doctor. It also helped that Kai then had to go through meeting the 1899 gang with Isaac and seeing firsthand how much 'these are outlaws from 1899 trying to learn to pass as functioning adults in modern era' and it made so much sense.

While the gang haven't formally discussed it there's an understanding of 'if we explain we're time-travellers to every person we meet the government will probably want to dissect us' and they don't tell many people.

Except the psychologist most of the gang go to - who has had so many people try to cover the fact they're actually talking about traumatic events from canon era she sort of pieced it together herself. She's not paid enough. They are simultaneously her easiest and most difficult clients. All she had to do was tell Bill 'you know what Dutch thinks of you doesn't define your worth, right?' and he cried for 20 minutes before shaking her hand and leaving a changed man. The concept of 'it's okay to acknowledge a thought and then let it go if it isn't helpful to you' changed at least 7 lives. But also damn does the grief for the Old West cut as deep as dried up river bed in their minds that's never healing.

[legandairy-horror]

Headcannons about how the Lightner crew show affection for each other because I can't stop imagining these dorks as the world's most confusing and disastrous polycule

Kris

Feral animal in all things, including relationships. Is very particular when it comes to physical touch and other displays of affection. Instead they give out cool rocks and other shiny things to people they like/care. Has had a crush on every person in their class at one point or another and simultaneously refuses to acknowledge it and refuses to move on. Subconsciously uses their pranking and general weirdness as an excuse to get closer to people without having to admit that they like being around them

Susie

That one "Excuse me, they asked for no pickles" meme. Is willing to commit any crime for the people they care about. Absolutely refuses to acknowledge the fact that they have feelings for anyone even after going out on several dates with them. Not helped by poor self-worth issues making he doubt anyone actually liking her let alone romantic feelings. Deeply infatuated with Noelle, strong feelings for Kris. Complicated for Catti (started out real rough but thinks dark magic is sick as fuck)

Noelle

Lesbiab. Lasbein. Girls. Has such a low self-image of herself and tries so unbelievable hard to hide how weird she is that she just does not realize that every girl in class has been actively trying to date her and just assumes that they're all being nice. Not helped by some lingering Heteronormativity makes her just default to "Ah yes, boys and girls date, that's how that works".

Berdly

I cannot emphasize just how performative he views relationship. Raised on a healthy diet of Heteronormativity and Societal expectations he understands every relationship through that lens. "Of course the guy and girl get together in the end, that's just 'how it works'". Except it's not how it works, because people are often a lot more then what society expects from them. And he just never realized that there might be other options, that love isn't this destined thing that everyone one day accepts like fucking ex-caliber. That he doesn't have to do this if we doesn't want to. That he can just be friends with people instead of having to worry about all this forced bullshit. Yes I am head-cannoning Berdly as closeted aro/ace and there is nothing you can do to stop me.

Catti

Developed a crush on Kris & Noelle while she was teaching them both magic and never fully got over it. Also had somewhat of a friendship while they were younger and thus unjustly blames herself for not doing more to help them after Dess's disappearance and Kris's Possession. Combined with typical teen angst of "My parents are humiliating me by their mere existence." and she's developed a very distant and detached form of love. a very "I'm fine sacrificing my happiness if it means they keep their happiness" kinda mentality. Reason she doesn't get along with Susie at first is because she subconsciously projects a lot of her own anxieties and fear onto her leading to a lot of hostility at first.

Jockington

Token straight and is thus the only remotely competent person here. Serves as the supportive rock for everyone and especially Catti. The first and mostly likely person on the team to suggest the completely reasonable advice of "have you tried talking to them?" and "you're probably overthinking this". It's part of why Catti fell in love with him, because he's the only one here who would willing and readily admit that he cares for someone.

Bonus Monster Kid & Snowy meme (not at all serious)

"Have you ever been walking down the street with your best bro and while you're walking you accidentally touch hands? You think to yourself - That was weird, but I'm not gay. - You are, you are gay". Source

[cecropiacrown]

Little mini-fic for Fengqing 💜

Modern AU

Word count: 1075

TW: alcohol mention

Mu Qing crosses one leg over the other as he settles in on Hua Cheng's ridiculously comfortable loveseat. He smooths down the fabric of his pants and pretends to inspect his nails, while in actuality he's assessing the scene around him.

Shi Qingxuan is animatedly talking to He Xuan on the couch opposite from Mu Qing, her legs thrown over the man's lap as her hands move excitedly with each indecipherable word. How anyone understands her fast-paced speech is lost on Mu Qing. He Xuan gently guides Shi Qingxuan’s sandal back onto her foot where it had begun to slide off, never lifting his eyes from her face. His own face is as stony as ever, but Mu Qing sees the undeniable care in his gesture.

Xie Lian is giggling from his place on Hua Cheng's lap as they both sit in that gaudy leather wingback. Mu Qing is sure Hua Cheng had such an ugly piece of furniture custom made because there's no way something as horrid as that came from off the shelf. Hua Cheng kisses Xie Lian's cheek again and Xie Lian breaks out into a wide smile, nuzzling his nose against Hua Cheng's temple. Gag.

“Do you want anything, A-Qing?”

Ah, and there's that voice again. Mu Qing shrugs and waves off Feng Xin as the man stands nearby in the kitchen doorway.

“Whatever.” he says offhandedly, running his nails over his scalp as he pushes his hair back.

Feng Xin has made himself bartender for the night and has been back and forth between the kitchen and the living room, distributing drinks of varying colors and alcohol contents. He sighs in reply to Mu Qing and ducks back into the kitchen.

Pei Ming and Ling Wen are over by the monstrous record player in the corner, sorting through records and debating on which one to play. Pei Ming holds up a contender and wriggles his eyebrows at Ling Wen, only for her to shake her head and turn her attention back to her sorting. Pei Ming pouts and gently puts the record away, returning to helping Ling Wen sort.

Inwardly, Mu Qing sighs.

He's not sure why he comes to these parties Hua Cheng hosts. All he knows is that he's here now, a carefully constructed look of nonchalance on his face, while his heart hammers in his chest.

He and Feng Xin have been dating for three months now.

Secretly, that is.

They're taking things slow, with this being Mu Qing's first relationship and all, and it's been going really well. The only thing that's not going so well is figuring out how exactly to act around their friends.

Mu Qing wants to slowly ease their friends into the idea that he and Feng Xin could be dating, but old habits die hard and Mu Qing, especially, is struggling. The vulnerability required of him to… openly express his feelings, is gargantuan, to say the least. It took years for him and Feng Xin to even form a friendship and Mu Qing was in love with the man. Admitting those feelings to Feng Xin alone was difficult enough, he has a hard time imagining he'll ever feel comfortable letting people outside their relationship know, even if those people are their… friends.

It was Mu Qing's idea for them to start calling each other A-Xin and A-Qing, respectively. But even just that got them suspicious glances from their friends. It's been a weird situation to navigate. Mu Qing simultaneously wants to push Feng Xin away and pull him in for a kiss. It's frustrating. Ah, but they're managing. They'll drop some hints here and there, and maybe in another three months, Mu Qing might be ready to talk about it.

Feng Xin shoulders his way through the kitchen door with two fancy glasses in his hands and makes his way over to the loveseat. He stays standing as he holds one of the drinks out to Mu Qing.

“Here, try this. It's like mine but without vermouth.”

Mu Qing eyes Feng Xin warily but quickly plucks the small glass from his hand. He can hear the faint pop of carbonation and he studies the, admittedly pretty, gradient of the drink as it goes from blush red at the base to shimmery clear at the top. He swirls the drink once, then twice and brings it up to his nose. Sharp brows furrow and then raise for a moment in surprise as he lets out a soft oh. He smooths out his expression and forces his voice to come out evenly.

“It smells nice.”

In very Mu Qing fashion, Feng Xin rolls his eyes, but waits expectantly for Mu Qing to just try the damn drink already.

Mu Qing takes a tentative sip, letting it sit on his tongue for a moment before swallowing it down. His face stays still except for his eyes, which glint with satisfaction.

“That's not bad.” He admits.

Feng Xin sighs and relaxes his shoulders, a little relieved.

“Huh, well, I'll take it. That's a compliment in my book.”

“You can read?” Mu Qing asks innocently.

He touches the cool glass to his bottom lip for a moment before deciding he doesn’t want to appear too eager to have another taste. He lowers the glass only slightly and swirls it again, watching the gradient dissipate.

Feng Xin groans and crosses his arms, but the way he looks at Mu Qing is much too fond to be called a glare.

“You’re absolutely insufferable, did you know that?”

“Wow, that's a pretty big word for you-- and also,” Mu Qing can’t help it. He takes another sip of his drink, not as reserved as the first sip, and does well to mask his pleasure.

“I'd argue that you actually suffer me quite well.”

The smirk he offers too closely resembles a smile and both men realize in this moment that the room has gone silent. Everyone is staring at them.

The atmosphere of the room is thick with tension and Pei Ming, ever the chivalrous one, cuts through it with his stupid, teasing voice.

“Since when have you ever been this nice to each other? Did you two lose a bet or something?”

“Yes.” “No.”

Mu Qing and Feng Xin say simultaneously.

They both visibly bristle, their cheeks red as they each take sips of their drinks and pointedly look away from each other.

Yeah.

Things are going just great.

[occasionalsnippets]

Honestly, if Doctor Mc and all the senior researchers randomly showed up in Gothom, I could see them causing so much crime that they catch the attention of all the Bats, the news, and after seeing the news, the rest of the Justice League’s attention too and then they just disappear and everyone is so confused but also just rolling with it. 

What I think they did in Gotham;

•Iceberg set a few different places on fire and there were definitely explosives involved.

•Kondraki fought multiple people in the streets with his sword, and eventually he has a duel with Katana because I said so

•Clef and Jason meet at some point. Clef tries to have a gun duel, but Mc stops it due to them being at Mc’s job

•Gears is babysitting where they can and when he wants to. Everyone is unsettled by Gear's personality since he is always so calm around his “friends” and is very emotionally blank. He also is trying very hard to find a way back home unlike his companions.

•Bright is causing SO MUCH chaos since the “Things Dr Bright Is Not Allowed to Do” isn’t around and the Foundation would never know. (Foundation wonders where he got his new body from and how he died while they were all away, Bright comes up with some weird and uncomfortable reason). Bright also makes so many jokes about being in New Jersey.

•Glass is attempting to keep them all in line in his own way while simultaneously telling them that now that they aren’t in the foundation they should use this time to talk about the said foundation and their feelings towards it (Mc is brutally honest to Glass but none of the others even pay him any mind). Glass desperately trying to get them to talk to him and giving them quick on-the-fly therapy sessions (along with giving strangers therapy sessions) is making him slowly lose his mind.

•Clef and Iceberg both help Mc accidentally kill the Joker (there are explosives, a shotgun, and Mc dying involved) but Clef doesn’t get phased. Mc tries to hide their connection to it and Iceberg is just wondering if they should bury him or set him on fire (and while is more disrespectful to a clown who wants to go out in style). Mc is just going with it and taking up jobs to keep them afloat while Gears finds them a way home and everyone else does illegal activities. Mc pretends not to know them unless they need to.

Mc and gears are like parents lmao

[mostlydeadallday]

might be a bad day for a vent, but it's been on my mind lately, and I wanted to put it somewhere people don't feel pressured to reply to me. topic is Christmas and my weird upbringing, I guess? and religion. of course.

We never celebrated Christmas when I was growing up. It was just one more thing that made our family weird: we weren't allowed to go to school, we didn't eat what everybody else did, we didn't have a television, and we didn't celebrate holidays. We did have meals with both sets of grandparents, but at our house there were no lights, no decorations, no stockings, no tree, and no presents. Christmas came and went like literally any other day in our monotonous life. I didn't even know who Santa was until I was seven or eight, and then only as a lie that other parents told and other kids believed in.

When I was younger, I believed my parents' reasons that it was meant to help us focus on the "real" reason for Christmas, instead of thinking about gifts or decorations. I would try to think extra hard about Jesus, I'd read the Christmas story in the Bible, I'd listen to my CD of religious Christmas songs. Except the rest of my family didn't care about observing anything religious, either, because "this isn't really Jesus' birthday."

When I grew up and started to have friends online (because I had almost no opportunity to make friends in person) I would watch their Christmas morning updates with envy, grief, and guilt. Envy because I wanted what they had (gifts, but also people who cared enough to give them.) Grief, because I felt unloved and unseen by the people who didn't care that I wanted to celebrate. And guilt, because I should be happy with what I had, right? I shouldn't want all those things. I should be glad that we knew all of it was a distraction, and that commercializing Christmas was a terrible thing to do. We were better than that. Enlightened. Smarter than everybody else because we didn't spend any money on celebrating a holiday that was fake anyway.

(For many years, my grandparents went against my parents' wishes and got us a few gifts. I remember being ecstatic that I had something to unwrap, and simultaneously guilty that I was enjoying something my mom and dad didn't approve of. My mother specifically made sure we knew that she had asked my grandma to stop buying us things, but that grandma wouldn't listen.)

The older I got the more these emotions turned into anger. I started to question what would be wrong with celebrating, even if it was fake. We already didn't think about Jesus any more on Christmas day than we did any other day, so how were presents and decorations a distraction? I would wake up Christmas morning angry, and stay angry most of the day. I wrote scathing journal entries where I envisioned myself being normal and celebrating like normal people did (while also guilt tripping myself for wanting something that I still half believed might be wrong.) I was lonely and isolated and increasingly realizing that I was being left behind by most of the peers that I had never met, whose lives I spectated on social media as they accomplished things I felt like I should be aiming for.

Like many things in my life (education, friendships, new experiences of any kind) if I wanted anything to happen, I had to do it myself. The year I turned eighteen, I tearfully begged my mom to be allowed to give gifts to my family and friends. (The fact that I was begging my mother for this at eighteen years old ought to be a clue about how stifled I was, and how much normal development was delayed for me.) I knew this would still be something my dad looked down on, but I had come to the realization that the main reason we didn't celebrate holidays was because he personally hated them. All of them. My all-encompassing desire to be A Good Child had found competition in my loneliness and desperation to be included in anything that other people my age were doing, even if I was ultimately doing it alone.

For a few years, I made Christmas happen. I bought lights for our house and strung them myself. I set up a Christmas tree and put gifts under it for all my siblings. I didn't get anything in return, of course. But I had at least a semblance of Christmas, for a while.

And it was exhausting. Doing all that on my own only lasted for a couple years. My mom actually realized that she liked having lights and a tree, so she started doing them herself, my sister started a family gift exchange, we still have one Christmas dinner every year (though not with the grandparents who bought us gifts.) Instead of enjoying it, though, I just feel hurt and bitter. I am upset that all along I could have had what I wanted, what I now realize was harmless, and that I never needed to feel guilty. Except that my family was the way it was, and my family needed control. They needed to be special and isolated from everyone else because we were better than them. And that's just one of the many, many, many ways they brainwashed all their children to be good little cult followers. I'm years into deconstructing everything they taught me, and I am still stuck here because in no way did that upbringing prepare me for real life.

I want to like Christmas. I really do. But most years it's just a painful reminder of how completely alien I still feel.

[journey-to-the-attic]

Is it weird that I want some reaction, and conon reaction to demigod!IK (It would be cool if you did)

i'll see what i can cook up!! just keep in mind that i don't really know how pj works lol - i'm basically looking at the fandom wiki page for demigod abilities and trying to construct stuff around that

it'd be funny if ik had started encountering monsters shortly before being summoned to the devildom, so when she gets there she immediately starts trying to fight everyone

she was given a scimitar imbued with abilities of some sort but she keeps defaulting to hitting people with a frying pan

i say maybe this is a situation where monsters found them first and (drawing on my faint memory of the first book) she fully thinks her dad was killed by one, and is currently on the run

meanwhile the actual gods are trying to track her down to tell her what's going on and ik is somehow evading every last one of them

basically she has no idea what's going on and is super paranoid and is also discovering a whole bunch of demigod powers so she is going CRAZY

so she just. keeps going. diavolo is trying to defuse the situation and explain things but ik is just like "ARGHHH GO AWAY" and THWACKS him the pan

lucifer has to send his other brothers out of the council room while he attempts to help get things under control, but wow is ik a handful

of course they don't want to actually kill her, but ik thinks they do, and is retaliating accordingly

i'm going to say that the powers she gets from melinoe are mostly diminished versions of the powers of children of hades - which includes a whole bunch of stuff actually

but at this point she hasn't really developed them, so what's happening is that she keeps zipping around the dark spots of the room, hitting the demons in the face with her frying pan, then running away again

then she smashes through a window and starts running, and now everyone is really panicking

past a certain point they have to resort to trying to settle her down using force - which is unnerving, because ik just keeps going through all the injuries that were meant to immobilise her

the thing that finally gets her to calm down is when diavolo and lucifer accidentally run into each other cartoon-style, and it makes her laugh so hard that it snaps her out of it

she gets like half an explanation out before one of the rad professors arrives and immediately sedates her

diavolo finally gets to have a proper conversation with her. prior to going in he has a serious talk with lucifer about how they might have to just send her back if she's going to be so disruptive and hostile

when he comes out of the conversation he's immediately like "actually she is staying here forever"

he feels so bad for her dude. like, that is way too much to be going through at that age

lucifer is hesitant but can't go against diavolo's wishes, so he begrudgingly agrees to keep watch over her

ik is actually quite well-behaved after resting for a while, but the other brothers are low-key a little terrified of her now

lucifer, to be honest, thinks it's a bit of a blessing because at least now they're a bit quieter around the house. though he does feel a little bad for ik now

ik befriends solomon first in this au (he hears about what she did upon first arrival and thinks it's hilarious)

maybe solomon already knows about demigod thing (perhaps he even is one himself) so he's the one who explains everything

then monsters start appearing in the devildom as well and the brothers wake up at like 2am to find ik basically fist-fighting one in the yard while simultaneously trying to shush it

they sort of warm up to each other after that

hmm would belphie be able to kill ik in this au?? maybe if he tried really hard... although at the same time ik does have some nightmare-related powers from melinoe so maybe she just helps him out and he doesn't end up trying

[whoslaurapalmer]

if no one has asked yet, i want to know about your chicken pot pie recipe! i feel like i cook a decent amount of different things but that’s not something i’ve ever made

also lemony/ernest thought: i think they’re both very quietly worried about readjusting to sharing a bed with someone, and spend a few near sleepless nights lying too still worrying about waking the other up by moving too much, but they quickly realize that even though they are both really light sleepers, they both also fall back asleep quickly when they are near someone who feels safe

okay, now that i've posted the chicken pot pie recipe, we can get to the lemzest ✨

oh my god yes sharing a bed is a BIG adjustment. i think a lot about like..........lemony has been on the run for YEARS. and after, and even during, well, sure, he's seen people, but when was the last time he was truly close to someone else? it's been years since he was romantically involved with ANYONE. and now to have the chance to be comfortable in bed next to someone, he's forgotten how to even allow himself that.

and ernest, this untouchable, unknowable figure for so many years, to be openly vulnerable with someone to sleep next to them? no masks? just ernest? (which is what i think he's always wanted, but having it is also, nnnnnnnnnnnnnnnope) this is different. this is important. i think there's a fear in both of them of like, can they do this? after all this time? is this something they're allowed? that they can keep for themselves?

they are light sleepers!! they've had to be!! but neither of them have to look over their shoulders anymore. it's okay to relax and they have no idea how to do it. and like, even removing sex from the equation, it's intimate to just be in bed with somebody else! you're in bed, it's you and somebody else alone, somebody you clearly trust and care for, and you've got nowhere else to go! it's supposed to be quiet and soft and comfortable. it's rough. it's weird. they notice pretty quickly what they're both doing and just sit there with the lights on for a while. (bedside lamp, soft light.)

ernest: alright, well, let's just do something else. lemony: ?? ernest, rooting through the drawer in his bedside table: i've got some sudoku here -- a book of logic puzzles -- lemony: i'd like the logic puzzles.

ernest takes the sudoku.

it helps a lot. because now they don't have to think about it too hard. they can just chat about puzzles until they get genuinely too tired to care and don't even realize they're like, falling into each other. and then it really quickly does become, they really do feel safe with each other. they allow themselves the comfort. and i think they both really like physical touch but bc both of them have gone without it for so long, it's simultaneously A Lot and Wow Okay I Need This To Never Stop. and again it's different when it's in bed! it's the vulnerability!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! but now they can be okay with like. leaning into each other. rolling around. ernest waking up with lemony's face jammed into his neck and it's comfortable. ernest gets out of bed in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and lemony doesn't even wake up. they can luxuriate in the company!!! in the comfort!!!!! in it being the two of them, specifically!! they still do puzzles in bed but for the like, soft parallel play of it. and because lemony likes to try and write in numbers in ernest's sudoku puzzles but i think lemony is really bad at sudoku and he does it just to rile ernest. ernest makes a big show of hating lemony ruining his puzzle but lemony has to lean over ernest to do it and usually winds up putting his head on ernest's shoulder in the process and like, well how can ernest really be mad about that.

ernest: stop writing fours when i already put a four in that row, though lemony, purposely being such a shit about this, he knows how sudoku works: you have a four in that column, not that row. ernest: hey so i'm seriously going to murder you, with this pen. lemony: please try.