#could purely just be coincidence LMAO )

[eyehunger]

"y' look an awful lot like my bodymate," @moonrepeat observes, unprompted. "lot more eyes, mind you, but the squiggly bits got me thinkin'. all you critters come from the same source?"

AND THOSE EYES OBSERVED THE OTHER, THROUGH THE OTHER. At them, and at what nestles betwixt the crevices of metal and wire-- - familiar, but there was very little that wasn't to the God // EVEN AMONGST THE GRAND EXPANSES OF THE UNIVERSE. “&– - My source, both time and location, far precedes its existence as its current state. But.... a similarity may be found.” Obscurity, intentional // POTENTIAL TO BE WHET. Curiosity was both its greatest tool and a direct link of existence, something it harbored and shepherd closer into the own clutches.

UNPROMPTED ASKS ARE ALWAYS ACCEPTED

[shadebloopnik]

"He asked me to join his team."

"I said no and now he's pissy, that's the tea."

The idea of him rejecting Vox's was already hilarious, but when i realized the Vees were a polycule, it made it so much funnier-

Because like, this could go down 3 ways

1.) Alastor was being really generous here. Telling the public that he rejected Vox when Vox was in love with him would have done so much more damage. He chose not to, either bc he doesn't find it as entertaining, or bc he maybe feels a little bit of pity for the guy.

2.) Alastor knows, same as above, except he doesn't say it purely because he's so creeped out by it. He's so fcking disgusted by it, he'd rather not be reminded.

3.), The most PROBABLE one, and for me, most hilarious, is that Alastor doesn't know shit. Look, this is the guy who doesn't know his own SEXUALITY, not even when his bestie Rosie knows. He doesn't know he's ace, nor does he bother to pay attention. He probably, GENUINELY thought Vox was just offering to work together, and found it so amusing that Vox is so worked up by it. Like to him, the guy was throwing a tantrum bc he didn't join their team, how childish (what? He rejected him? Why yes, he rejected a job offer, that much was quite obvious thank you for noticing). So there's just this guy dealing with a rejection, absolutely batshit obsessed with him, and Alastor still thinks its bc of a silly lil teamup.

Edit: Confirmed they aint canon poly, which will not stop fanon lmaoooo. They're poly in my heart😔😔✨✨✨ Also the fact that they're called a Vee(a sort of poly relationship) and their vibes being a complete coincidence is hilarious to me lmao. This is another destiel situation lmaooo

[cryinggirlnamedhelen]

—CHEESECAKE, APPLE PIE — K. KENMA

synopsis ; what was “supposed” to be a simple collaboration and streamer friendship ended up being an investigation for lore, but more importantly—romance.

cw ; afab!reader

note ; in case you're confused or don't know, in the manga, it's confirmed in the chapter 29 (volume 4) extra/omake page that kenma's favorite food is apple pie.

a/n ; im back. this is an older work that i wasn’t originally going to publish, but atp wtv.

“throwing my plushie based on how much i like the dessert”

you almost wanted to cackle at the comments. what should've been a simple tiktok by a popular tiktoker and streamer that was just doing a cute trend with a popular audio ended up becoming the subject to many people's theories and engrossments in a ship. at least, that was how it was to a neutral bystander who wasn't actively involved in the lore between you and kenma.

11.8 million likes.

at this point, the neutral bystanders that you just spoke of took up less than 1 percent of the online population. after all, it’s rare these days to meet someone who uses any sort of online platform to not be invested in or have at least heard of the lore between you and kenma. you had gone to elementary, middle, high school and college together, and you were both always having collabs with each other.

“cooking stream with kodzuken in 30 mins (watch him burn down the entire kitchen)” was one such example. you ended up being the one who almost burned the kitchen, but no one really cared about that one. they were more interested in the contents of the video and the title.

you both had brushed hands far too many times for it to be pure coincidence, and no one has ever seen kodzuken so happy before. he smiled a decent amount of time, but never this much. his eyes were softer around you as well. “the look of love” edits and clips of you both on that single stream began to go viral, with many claiming that you should both just date already.

and the title. it seems simple at first, but why add the comment in the parentheses? whenever you did a collaboration with anyone else, you would never add a comment like that, not even with the people you were closest with. so why add such a snarky and playful comment? sure, you've known each other for decades now, but it was still sketchy. and the fact that the antisocial and nearly friendless kodzuken allowed it? that only added fuel to the fire.

even more so, a famous fellow alumni from nekoma posted a photo of you and kenma from when you were both in high school, giving each other a high five when the team made it to nationals. you had been the manager after all. of course, it was lev who had posted it. after that, deciding it wasn't enough, kuroo decided to post childhood pictures of you and kenma playing video games together.

@ilovekodzuken123: chat this might not be casual

@kodzukenapplepie: are they willing to adopt me?

@kodzukenno1fan: i wanna be in a poly with them

finally, this is when people began to truly get invested. they searched through every single live stream, every single social media post, every single qna video. some even gave lev and kuroo dms for the two of them to send more pictures of you and kenma.

@skibidi2019: she called a guy with gyed hair in a video game cute. yk who else has dyed hair? KENMA

@unemployed55: they want each other so bad

and finally, the video that confirmed it all was finally posted. the one that truly had the online world in shambles.

“cheesecake,” you throw your plushie up a good amount. it barely goes over your head from when you had thrown it from your lap. “apple pie,” immediately, you throw your plush right up as much as you could, enough for it to hit the ceiling with a soft THUD. however, this was the point where many had stopped watching the video, because the description had said enough already by itself.

“guess who this is abt lmao. anyways hi bbg🫶”

instantly, your comments and dms exploded, along with kenma’s. laughing, you sent kenma a text.

did u see their reactions and comments? they’re funny asf

im just ken(ma): yeah i did

your fans were right. you both were indeed dating, but considering how these are their current reactions to your slight implication of romantic feelings, then it might still be too early to reveal that you’re dating.

[ryebread0605]

please please I beg you Jamil with a fetish for corruption please

Damn yall really got me exposing my kinks publicly lmao

I will warn, this could be read as dubcon so be aware! Continuing to read means you acknowledge this (as, in this, the reader is innocent towards sexual matters)

with that out of the way, enjoy!

You were a breath of fresh air in Night Raven College. Soft spoken, kind to everyone, and as sweet as honey. Your smile could make even Sebek smile back, even with his hatred of humans. But the one person who had his eyes on you the most was Jamil Viper.

To him, you were everything he wished he could have. Someone who had spent countless nights fixing up dishes for Kalim, someone who came to every one of his games and cheered him on (sure, you were cheering on the whole team, but you cheered for him the loudest in his mind). You represented a light in his life that he wanted. 

So why then did he sit here thinking of you in such crude ways? Why did he think of the sight of you beneath him, eyes blurred with tears of pleasure causing makeup to run down your perfect skin? Thoughts of you shaking and begging for more, not understanding fully what he’s doing but knowing you want more of it. He had to have you. He had to be the one to teach you. 

When an opportunity presented itself one night as the two of you were cooking for tomorrow’s party, he couldn’t let the chance go to waste. He started small, his hand lingering a bit too long over yours, soft brushes against your backside, pressing himself a bit closer than normal to you. You noticed but thought nothing of it as his movements had changed drastically since the day you met him.

But he couldn’t let you think it was a simple coincidence. He needed to let you know it was all intentional. He needed to give you a chance to reject him. To think long and hard about what you wanted to do about this. So he moved his hand to your knee, his fingertips sliding over your stockings, the lightest caresses. Your skin was soft and warm, and he just wanted to touch more of you. He needed to touch more of you.

“(Name),” he began softly, whispering into your ear, “aren’t you warm with all those layers on?” 

The question barely seemed out of place to you, it was quite warm in the kitchen afterall. So, with a bit of a nod, you slipped the cardigan you had on off of your arms and placed it neatly over the chair nearby. Jamil smirked at this, the look of pure innocence in your eyes only made the fire in his stomach grow more. 

He had to see more.

And so, a few minutes later as you turned towards him with the spatula he asked for, he ‘accidentally tripped’ and spilt vanilla extract down the front of your white button up school uniform top.

“Oh Sevens (name), I’m so sorry I’ll try to get it out” he knew full well what he was doing as he rubbed the stain further into the shirt, using the opportunity as a chance to feel your chest a bit. As the stain spread, he continued to fake being apologetic of the ‘accident’. 

“I’m so sorry (name), I’ll grab you one of my shirts and clean that one right away” he hated having to pretend and lie to you in the same way he had to lie and pretend to Kalim but in this case, he was actually gaining something from it. 

A soft laugh came from you as you simply smiled and unbuttoned your shirt, “it’s alright Jamil! Accidents happen, I’ll just be more careful next time!” He couldn’t believe his eyes as you innocently lay the shirt on top of your cardigan, now left in just a bra. He thought the most he would see was you in one of his shirts, and now he couldn’t ignore the tight feeling of his pants.

Sensing his discomfort, you turned to him and tilted your head, “is everything alright Jamil?” A thought, one so perverted and wrong, formed in his mind as a smile made its way to his lips, “actually my dear, I have a bit of a problem. And since you caused it, would you be the one to help me solve it?”

And that’s how you found yourself here, kneeling in front of him as he guided your head gently to take his cock in your mouth. It was a foreign feeling to you, but the praises he gave you made something inside you want more. And the way you looked up at him with those big, adorable eyes made him struggle to hold back. He knew he had to take it slow, and right now this was more than enough. 

He talked you through how to suck him off right, telling you which parts made him feel best and where to put your hands. The feeling of your warm mouth around his cock was heavenly, his head thrown back in pleasure and low groans of pleasure coming from his lips. 

“Just like that, you’re so good for me (name), just a little more~” he ran his fingers through your hair gently before suddenly pushing your head all the way down, a muffled gasp coming from your lips as hot ropes of cum poured down your throat before he pulled your head off his now not as hard cock. The way your tongue lolled out of your mouth when you softly panted, his cum dribbling down your chin, your eyes staring right at him, Sevens it was addicting to see. 

“Now my dear, it’s my turn to show you how good things can feel~”

[gay-dorito-dust]

lmao this is my first time giving a request. Could you maybe do dick Grayson head cannons?

Most of these hdc come from my little brain that I thought fit Dick in general, it’s not based on stuff (some of them are but not all) if ppl agree or don’t agree, I couldn’t care less honestly. Also thanks for the request anon, hope you like it! 🫶

I know I write him as a little goofy goober but he tends to play up this character so that he doesn’t have to open up about anything. Is it foolproof? Not entirely and it solely depends on the person and their relationship to him,those of whom that pick up what he’s putting down, and those (you) who can easily see through this facade and know something is up.

He’s more often than not the type who will become more affectionate in private where it’s just you, him and Hayley. Dick doesn’t need anybody else other then you two, his confidants as he so playfully called you both one day, and he’s more then content then he’s ever been.

Older sibling syndrome is strong in this boy.

Foot wars are a common occurrence in your shared apartment as you push against the others foot with your own to see who’s going to be victorious, only for you to accidentally smack him in the face with your foot and the foot war becomes ten times worse, seeing as how as Dick often wins them more then you did.

He will never stop feeling guilty about Jason’s death. Never. That boy who was filled with love and life and claimed that being robin was magic was still within Jason somewhere, dick just knows this to be true, even if Jason loves to claims that that little kid was gone.

And while he’s glad that Jason is back in his life, dick couldn’t help but feel as though he could’ve done better by him at times, holding onto that guilt and shame for not being their for his brother that still killed him inside to this day whenever he saw Jason laugh and or smile at something. It hurts but Dick will never stop being in Jason’s corner, not once. If Gotham was against Jason then Dick will gladly be by Jason’s side, to show that his allegiance to his brother would outweigh a lot of things.

(I’m so normal about dick and Jason being brothers can’t you tell 🥲 leave me here and be delusional)

The same applies to Damian also, which is why your mostly acquainted with both Jason and Damian in comparison to the rest of his family because they often come over by pure coincidence, or because dick dragged them by their ears with a smile on his face.

Insists that you cling onto his legs while he does pull ups and or sit on his back while he does push ups as he lets you count.

Complains to you when he looses the nightwing look alike contest, and to Jason no less, which no one that knows him personally allows him to live down.

They (Tim and Stephanie) even make memes out of it.

Has Hayley as his Lock Screen, you as his Home Screen. Both wearing cute matching pyjamas. So when he’s on his phone people think he’s smiling at his picture of Hayley -which is true- but he’s also smiling at the picture of you also.

His family pester him about you a lot, even Bruce asks when he’s going to meet you, claiming he’s not going to get any younger should Dick hold back on introducing you to him.

Even Alfred gets in on this as well but Dick always has an excuse locked and loaded when these questions are asked, but even he knows that Bruce knows that it’s all bullshit, however he doesn’t say anything outright incase Dick didn’t feel comfortable introducing you to them yet.

Wears only boxers to sleep or boxers and a light blue shirt, it depends on what he’s feeling really.

Loves living in the moment with you as you enjoy the others company without feeling the need to fill the air with chatter, you could just both exist and still love each other regardless because Dick didn’t feel the need to talk all the time, so moments like these were what he longed for most.

Ungracefully fell on his ass in fuzzy soaks once and hurt his tailbone in the process. It was funny until he asked to you put a bag of ice on the afflicted area.

Loved narrating what you and or Hayley do in a goofy voice that never fails to make you smile.

Doesn’t open up immediately but once he does it’s a sign of trust. He admits to his flaws in past relationships and how he wasn’t the most faithful and often saw commitment as a challenge. He understands if you see that as a sign to leave the relationship, he doesn’t expect anything from you, but if you did stay then he’s more then happy to not repeat those mistakes in your relationship.

Knows that people see Bruce when they look at him, he expects it because after being with him as long as he has it was only logical that he picked up some habits along the way whether he liked it or not.

Has a big heart but claims that Jason’s heart was twice as big because he’s so full of love and believed in love.

[yikesy]

I'm aware of how random this sounds

But because rrverse Apollo and rrverse Hermes have a tense and distant relationship, I was thinking about how differently they interact with their kids, and my thoughts spiralled until I thought of Luke.

I feel like an Apollo and Luke interaction would be so interesting. Luke probably wouldn't like him due how May got all messed up from trying to be his Oracle, but I feel like Apollo would be a kind uncle BECAUSE he knows what Luke's fate is (and probably disapproves about how Hermes treated the whole thing).

Like remember when Apollo once said that he would of adopted Frank if he could? I would like to think he would of wanted to adopt Luke too.

Your thoughts?

oh luke DOES NOT have a good impression of apollo. apart from the may thing let's not forget the event that kinda radicalized him was HALCYON GREEN. it's very interesting actually because he sees hermes as uncaring and neglectful but he sees apollo as actively malicious

so he thinks hermes is The Worst bc of his inaction but then comes apollo who he perceives as too involved, in the bad way (he's not, luke who by pure coincidence witnessed two apollo related atrocities before sixteen is an outlier and shouldn't be counted) Lots of wires crossed

but sadly I think bc of that his reaction to apollo would be very,, measured?? like, he thinks he's evil!! apollo would come down to see what's the deal with this kid everyone's making such a fuss about and luke would be very polite and amiable and and apollo would get hermes vibes™™ that he's just acting like that to hide he's scared and uncomfortable and then apollo would leave bc he doesn't want to keep subjecting him to that by forcing his presence. but he wouldn't know just How Much he was lying then and the depth of his Issues

but if they somehow got into a situation where luke gives up any attempt at preservation and GOES OFF at apollo (which he would) apollo would, well he would respond very calmly and pointedly take responsibility for everything which would confuse THE FUCK out of luke

and then he would go directly to hermes and tell him he needs to get down here now this shit is serious and hermes would be like "you know I can't why are you making it more painful than it already is" and apollo would be like "you're being an extremist and oddly stubborn about this" and they would go at it for a looong time.

apollo's opinion on luke's fate is that hermes may not be able to control or change it but what hermes can control is his own relationship with luke and the way he's hurting him right now, that if tragedy is going to happen anyway and you love the one it's heading to, then it's your duty to balance the scales and steal moments from between the lines of prophecy, so that happiness WAS there, even if it didn't change anything. that hermes is not only withdrawing his love but causing more misery to an already doomed person... he cannot stand for it

in the end apollo would end up routinely dragging hermes to see luke bc hermes does want to but he won't admit anything to apollo and he'd be sooo awkward and pathetic with luke and luke would stare at him with disdain and judgement. in the end apollo ends up acting like a kind of particularly forceful family therapist

so lmao from luke's perspective it would be like "this guy I don't like and I don't understand, for an unfathomable reason, took my dad being absent as a personal offense and now keeps dragging him here like some kind of cat who keeps bringing dead mouse and keeps dropping by to give me weekly updates and lessons on godly psychology and politics"

[cheeseceli]

When you're rejected by your crush

Pairing: BTS ot7 × Gn!Reader (individually)

Genre: fluff, headcanons, just a bit of angst because you were rejected

Request: Hello! Can you please write headcanons for BTS (they have a crush on the reader) reacting to the reader being sad after finding out that her crush (a coworker or a friend) is in a relationship with someone else?

Warnings: none?

A/n: this was inspired by the "secret crush" series by @7ndipity a bit. If you do not allow this, please let me know and I'll delete this post right away!

Jin

Your friend

That's all Jin wants to be for you right now

Of course, he'd be lying if he said he didn't feel at least an ounce of hope when you said that your friend, your crush, was now dating someone else

But at the same time, he'd hate to show interest in you when you're so vulnerable

So he settles in being only what you need right now: a shoulder to cry on

I believe he'd be the one to wait the longest to tell you how he feels, scared you're not on the same page just yet

Suga

His mind is a mess right now

Nothing breaks him more than seeing your eyes without its usual shine

But he had been praying for the day where you fall out of love with your co-worker

So he really doesn't know how to react right now

He chooses to listen to you talk about how you found out everything and about how you're feeling

Will try to forget his feelings and focus on being the best friend you could ask for now

But as soon as you feel better and your feelings for your past crush start to fade, he might try to make subtle moves on you, scared someone else could catch your attention again

J-hope

I see this going on a slightly different way

He found out about your crush's relationship before you

He just knew you'd be heartbroken

So he tries to let you down gently, saying that maybe the guy wasn't this big of a deal

But when the time comes and you're inevitably sad after finding out, he tries to comfort you as much as possible

Is very hesitant on being flirty right now though

Besides being sad, he'd hate for you to be confused because of him

Namjoon

Honestly, for a second he even forgot he liked you

His mind went blank the moment you texted him about how you were in need of comfort right now

Will fulfill his role as your friend and, before you even notice, you were already laughing through your tears at something he said

Just later that day that he realises what this can mean for your relationship

He finally had a chance now!

Waits for a while though, planning exactly what he wants to do

Jimin

He feels so bloody guilty and selfish right now

Because he's your friend! And you're sad right now!

He should be only focusing on how to make you happy again

But knowing that this means you'll have to eventually move on from your current crush just gives him so much hope

Obviously, he will try to hype you up

But as soon as he can, he will try to make you see him in a different light

Taehyung

Relief floods over him the moment you tell him the news

He was so scared of what could've happened if your crush were to reciprocate your feelings

He had to hold back his smile

Hangs out with you immediately to try to make you forget things for a while

Is already making a plan on how to confess

But for now he's focused on making you feel better

Even thanks your crush with literally no context at all

Jungkook

Deadass smiled when you told him about the situation 💀

Don't get him wrong, he's not happy because you're hurt!

He's happy because he might have a chance now

But he at least was able to hide (part of) his happiness in front of you lmao

And now he's 100% dedicated to make you smile again

He wasn't even that cool, you could find someone better than him anyways

Either way, he makes it his personal mission to distract you from that other guy and make you realise that maybe you're better off without him

And if he ends up being extra boyfriend material throughout it, it was purely a coincidence

Masterlist | you'll probably like: secret crush (by the author I mentioned in the a/n)

Thank you for reading <3

Taglist (open!): @yuyubeans

Credits for images 1 , 2 and 3

Dividers by @cafekitsune

[karmacharmeleon18]

Random things I've noticed in In Your Fantasy

as someone who doesn't know much about the lore and tends to point out the obvious a lot, so pls don't get mad at me if this is stupid

1) the red eyes

Jongho's and Yunho's are pretty obvious throughout the MV, but actually all of them have red eyes; it's subtle, mainly noticeable in the black-and-white shots

Yeosang's and Hongjoong's eyes were barely open, but I bet they were red as well (+ you can see the red hue in Yeosang's in another blink-and-you'll-miss-it moment, which was too quick for me to screenshot properly lol)

all we got of Mingi was his side profile (not complaining 🥴) but it's made up for by this shot right here:

Where everything about him is red and he looks like Luficer himself

(just my personal agenda, this has zero validity in the lore ahah)

There are similar shots with other members, but Mingi's gave me pause because the red light hits the white of his eyes as well, rather than it just reflecting off his skin or shining around him

The fact that they're also hiding behind red screens cannot be a coincidence

2) Yeosang's white shirt

Jongho is wearing a white shirt too, but it's covered by a black jacket so that he doesn't stand out among the others. Yeosang does stand out, and it might be purely because the MV director wanted to break the monotony and aggressiveness of the red and black, but... nothing is a coincidence with Ateez lol

Yeosang tends to represent something, like in The Real MV were he was a sort of "white dove of peace", surrounded by fellow white doves, and switched from an all-black outfit to an all-white one at the end

but in The Real that was possibly not the real (lol) Yeosang, but Hala-Yeosang? So who is this Yeosang?

also that thing crawling up his neck is suspicious™

3) as I mentioned in a previous post, this callback to Hala Hala:

At first I thought this meant these are Halateez, but @atiny-for-life theorized these might actually be Halazia's Ateez, doing that dance move as a nod of respect and a thank you to Halateez, who invited them into this Dreamscape to help free Strictland

I don't know much about the lore so I'm absolutely fascinated by this theory...

4) Wooyoung (sort of? maybe?)

Whoever they are, the reason for the red eyes has to be the Sopro, right? The red stone-spirit is kind of possessing them? Influencing them? Hiding all of them behind red screens? And making them "release their inhibitions"

Which might be why Hongjoong tears off his Captain band and throws it away, something that "regular" Hongjoong would never do

This thing right here:

Held by that man right there

Just like after Hala Hala, I'm left thinking "Why is it always you, you troublemaker?!?!" about Wooyoung lol

I've seen some Atiny mention that despite the vibes being completely different, IYF feels almost like Hala Hala's older sister... and maybe it's because we can feel that Halateez are near, if not in body then at least in spirit, and the callbacks really sell it for me!

So in my eyes we got two callbacks to Hala Hala (the dance move + troublemaker Wooyoung) and a possible connection to The Real

Which... mean absolutely nothing to me LMAO

But maybe more cultured Atinys will find this useful for their research 🔍

💗💗💗

Btw in case anyone's curious (I know nobody is, but y'all can't stop me 😌) my personal theory is:

Ateez and Halateez... are one and the same. And World A and World Z... are one and the same, too.

The Cromer/Time travel is a thing here, right?

What could turn Ateez into Halateez is the Sopro with its ability to manipulate emotions. And the change that turns World A into World Z could also be triggered by the Sopro 🤔 accidentally or by Halateez themselves

So maybe Ateez aren't supposed to free Strictland... but stop it from ever becoming a thing in the first place?

(Ateez turn into Halateez through the Sopro and trigger World Z, regret it, find a way to time travel to contact past Ateez and change the course of history)

But in the meantime, Halateez (aka Future Ateez) are stuck in World Z and need to dismantle its oppressive government

(is that still a thing btw, because between shots of lemon drop and Magic Ateez right here, I'm losing sight of what the end goal is lmao)

Or maybe that would be too paradoxical; no World Z would mean no Halateez and no MVs

So maybe the goal not to change history, but to damage control: we must topple this oppressive government and have the World return to what it was before we fucked it up, metaphorically turning things back in time

But in either scenario, In Your Fantasy would happen before Halazia, for example

You know how Halazia-Ateez "want to feel"? Wanting implies that you have the ability to feel something already, you know? You can't want things if you're completely empty of all emotion. So Halazia-Ateez are stuck in a moment where emotions have been stripped from them, but their memory of them is still alive in them (Live Alive!) and ao strong that tehy can still feel want. They don't know how to feel all emotions, but their mind/spirit/heart still longs for them, and for the time where they could feel them freely. Longing is an emotion. That's why the lyrics talk about how "everything has become barren" (implying it's a recent development) and "getting used to the feeling of losing" (because something is being taken from them right now). The city around them is in rubble but it's also still burning up/full of smoke, because something major just happened. The rap parts are full of emotions... all negative ones: desperation, fear, anger... Halazia is a prayer to a deaf god that very likely doesn't even exist, and in the end they realize that no one is coming to save them, they will have to save themselves

I know Halazia is technically a spinoff and it was supposed to be a B-side, but to me it's such an important song.

iirc it's with Halazia that we get the first mention of the Sopro?

(again I don't know much abt the lore so take this with a salt flat of salt)

I feel like Halazia might represent one of the moments where World A starts turning into World Z

Or maybe it's the final moment, the final nail in the coffin...

They've just lost the most important battle

But among the destruction, the loss so fresh they still burn, and despair and long for something else, San's Herculean effort represents a new fragment of hope for the Rebellion

And that will eventually lead to the sparks of Revolution

To the beginning of the real war

In Guerrilla, Bouncy, Crazy Form, they all "join forces" or rather, become one again, in order to rebel

Ateez - Halateez - Halazia-Ateez...

They're one and the same, just at different points in time; one morphs into the other

Halateez caused World Z, realized their mistake and were the first Resistance

Halazia-Ateez have lost the decisive battle, they burn the Black Pirates' clothes in mourning, and symbolically to "burn away" their past, what they did, but they also represent the undying spirit of Rebellion

Ateez (past/present) are the missing piece, what Halateez and Halazia-Ateez need to start the proper Revolution

(my bff and I also love the idea of the name Halateez being an amalgamation of Halazia-Ateez, so we've also come up with a scenario where Halazia-Ateez come before Halateez: Ateez -> Halazia-Ateez -> Halateez, thought the burning of the Black Pirates' clothes makes less sense this way)

This is why to this day the Answer MV gets me emotional, when Ateez and Halateez - the past/present and the future, in my theory - see each other face to face and they make a toast like a thunder together

Wonderland and Guerrilla are war anthems, but Answer feels hopeful. It's like they're looking at each other and thinking: "This is it. We are doing this. Together". And to this day it still gives me chills 💗

So in this scenario, IYF is the beginning of the end, that crucial moment in time when the Sopro starts taking over, and Ateez start changing

Dun dun duuuuunnnnn 🔪🔪🔪

Wooyoung, when I catch you, Wooyoung!!!

I know this makes little sense, and that's why I hate time travel and its paradoxes, but this is the beauty of an incomplete story, anyone can fantasize as much as they want 💗 it's all in good fun!

[conquezts]

Would I be delusional if I said that marriage could have been such a good meaning/metaphor for Alex and Nigel's final scene?

LET ME EXPLAIN

I'm not saying it was anything intentional but it's just a funny coincidence I think and a fun observation, and I'll try to make this as simple as I can because I got ZERO hours of sleep and I can't think for the life of me.

So we all know the way Alex describes his feelings and thoughts towards Nigel almost resembles a crush sometimes, but the way Nigel's plan is worded almost sounds like a metaphor on marrying Alex LMAO hear me out.

In Catholicism, marriage is a sacrament considered a sacred UNION between two individuals where they will be bound for ETERNITY together (Genesis 2:24 Therefore a man shall leave his father and mother and be joined to his wife, and they shall become one flesh.) Union is a big word that goes into marriage, same as being together forever aka eternity (a huge reason on why divorce isn't allowed in multiple places.)

Who else keeps talking about wanting to reach eternity, achieving it with Alex, becoming one with him, and living in his head forever? Nigel. You could even consider the part where he gives Alex help for his schoolwork as courtship, and Alex accepting it—which is kind of where Nigel's entire ritual was set officially—and the proposal was the scene where he took Alex to his creepy ass room underneath his house and told him all those things LMFAO

And then onto the actual part of why it seemed like a marriage.

Back to Genesis 2:24—Therefore a man shall leave his father and mother (Well, they're dead that's for sure) and be joined to his wife, and they shall become one flesh (this being the actual scene.)

Come on, Nigel shouting at Alex that they will be united in an almost desperate way?? And my favourite line, "Pray for me. Pray for yourself. We're one now." WE'RE ONE NOW. Through the ritual, they have been united and became one flesh. It was their vows guys, trust. Vows that basically said that death will NOT do them part, ever.

I wish I could explain it better, like how I thought about it before, but I'm running on pure soda rn, not even coffee, but I hope it made sense or I might just be high off tiredness

[whenmemorydies]

Sleepovers and videogames and cheeseballs

Remember that tub of cheeseballs I pointed out in my meta about the subtextual sex scene in 2x05 Pop?

This tub of cheeseballs:

Well it shows up again in season 4 of The Bear when a certain CDC is talking in analogies about her place of work, including a very elaborate analogy about a sleepover at a not stinky but "energetically musty" house with a "big brother" who is one of the best in the world at "playing video games." A "big brother" that her niece clocks as a crush within 2 seconds of this low-key high-key hilarious analogy being used. From the mouths of babes, as they say.

The season 4 cheese balls can be seen on top of Sydney's cousin Chantel's fridge in 4x04 Worms:

What are the odds of this specific, GIANT, tub of cheese balls showing up twice in this show and in these two scenes, no less? Is it just a coincidence?

Or could it be a purposeful choice? And if it is, could it be that while Edebiri and Boyce have, on the surface, presented us with a (wild) sleepover-videogame analogy about work and not Sydney's feelings for Carmy (which...who the hell could listen to that and not think it was about feelings lmao...a special stinky house that's almost perfect and good and pure with a bed for you??! a bed just for you to sleep on??!?! My stomach was in my throat while I cackled lmao), they've also planted a little visual clue to reassure us that TJ is in fact correct and Sydney does indeed have a crush?

Because the only other time I've been able to find that tub of cheese balls in this show, is during a scene where that video game playing big brother Carmy has his first physical touch from his long-standing high school crush, Cl@ire.

Or it could mean nothing. But we know that isn't true when it comes to this show.

Every second counts on The Bear, which means so does every frame, and every last, purposefully-placed cheese ball.

[ddaz3d-and-cc0nfused]

Hi!! I have a one shot request (I hope I’m in the right place lmao)

What about a autistic (fem)reader who is super smart and seems to notice things about the case that the others haven’t and every time she tries to state her thoughts a rude sherif cuts her off/infantilising her and Emily defends her

Honestly my brain stopped at the thought of Emily, I need more of her 😔🫶

-anon ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ

fem plus size autistic!reader, wc: 517.

۶ৎ a/n .ᐟ | i have had this finished but sitting in my drafts because i was too lazy to post it, but here it is! i hope that i was able to capture what you were looking for right! :] this can either be read as platonic or romantic!

cw! asshole elders :/

You have been spoken over and shut down for the past hour, twenty minutes, and thirty seconds. 

You hated being silenced, but one thing that trumps that was being infantilized. You worked hard to get where you were now, and you hated being treated like a child just because your way of thinking was different from your peers. 

You have saved thousands of people and you’ll be damned if you continue to be treated like this.

“If you look closely, you can see that the area that these women were killed in must hold some kind of sentimental meaning to our unsub.” You grab the black marker and go to draw the inevitable triangle on the printed out map before you’re stopped by the sheriff.

 “Hold it now, sweetheart. Don’t just go markin’ up stuff.”

“I beg your pardon?” You ask with furrowed eyebrows.

“I’m sure the area these women were killed in was just pure coincidence, so we don’t wanna risk coloring in the paper just ‘cause you think you know somethin’.” He spoke as if he knew more than you did like he was the one with the degree, his tone absolutely rolling in condescension. 

“I’m sorry but –” You try to say but the old fart cuts you off. “I’m sure you are –”

“Excuse me, sheriff, but I’m afraid Special Agent _______ made a great point.” Emily was quick to come to your aide, emphasizing the words ‘Special Agent’ just to reinforce her point.

You could see it in her narrowed eyes, and everyone else’s really, that she was about done with the Sheriff’s embarrassingly large ego. You send her an appreciative – albeit shy – smile, and she gets up, her eyes trained on the map as well. 

“She’s right, because if you look here,” She points to the first crime scene and motions for you to draw a mark. “And here,” Her finger trails down to the second location and you follow close behind. “And here.” Her path finally ends, and so does your black ink. 

There it was, just like you had first thought, a perfect triangle connecting them all.

“The most important thing should be right –” You finish her words and color in a big circle in the middle. “Here.” Emily sends you a proud look and it threatens to weaken your knees.

“I mean… I suppose that makes sense.” The man grumbled before leaving with his tail between his legs. 

“Thank you.” You say quietly. The conversation was meant to be kept between the two of you. Of course you loved and trusted everyone on your team, but Emily was your comfort person, and she made time to understand you.

“No problem,” She responds back. “Everyone was done with his shit anyway.”

“Still, thank you.” You pressed the conversation, because you don’t really think she realized the gravity of the situation, of your appreciation. 

For most of your life you had never been given a voice, and having someone stick up for you and even paving the way for you to make your point known was something that no gratitude could give.

[tojisblade]

ღ 𝒇𝒂𝒗𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒊𝒎𝒆 ༺ ღ ༻ 𝒇𝒖𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒈𝒖𝒓𝒐 𝒕𝒐𝒋𝒊 ღ

༉‧₊˚. synopsis: one moment, you were doing something as basic as taking out the trash (like, literally), the next moment you were getting fucked by a wanted felon who pretty much broke into your place in hopes you‘d harbor him for a few minutes until the coast was clear. who knew the thrill of crime was so exhilarating you needed a quick one-night-stand to come back to your senses? or did you lose your mind entirely and just didn‘t notice in the process of being fucked into tomorrow?

༉‧₊˚. warnings: you literally fuck murderer!toji, unprotected sex, cunnilingus, fingering, he calls you princess (like, a lot of times), toji talks A LOT like dude shut up lmao

༉‧₊˚. this was entirely inspired by a scene in the rookie where lucy made up a cover story for how juicy and dim met, it's basically that but with toji

He was in so much fucking trouble. 

Never did he even think the cops were onto him, God, the fucking cops in plain clothes as they were in the same club he was as he was smuggling the poison into some guy’s drink. Now they were running after him, trying to catch him. 

Toji quickly ran into a massive apartment complex as he tried to flee the scene. Looking around to see if there was anyone or any place he could hide, as he still ran. 

It was like fate when you opened the door, purely in coincidence. You were getting out to take out your trash as you saw him running frantically. “Hey, are you oka–“, you started out asking, but got interrupted. 

“Listen to me. The cops are after me and I need a hideout. Can I stay in for a moment until they leave?”, he said, frantically. 

“W-what?”, you stuttered, completely caught off-guard. 

“Fuck, just shut up”, he groaned before he grabbed your wrist and pulled you inside of your apartment. 

“Hey! What do you think you’re doing?!”, you exclaimed, still not completely aware of what is going on. You had dropped the bag in shock as he pulled you in. 

“Shut. Up!”, he hissed, looking out of the window, just to see the two cops who were after him walking around the apartment complex with their guns drawn. “Shit.”

He looked around, trying to figure out what he could possibly do with his situation before he finally faced you. “Okay, listen. My name is Fushiguro Toji, and I am being chased by the cops out there. I know, I’m just a stranger, but trust me, I am not going to hurt you, despite how this all seem like, considering the cops are after me.”

“Uh… yeah, duh”, you scoffed, rolling your eyes. 

“Roll those eyes at me again and I’ll reconsider”, he immediately continued. “Do not fucking interrupt me, princess.”

“Fine, talk. You just broke into my apartment, so I do deserve some explanation. Start talking, or I’ll kick you out for the cops to find you.”

“And I apologize for the break-in. I swear I don’t plan on hurting you because that is just unnecessary evil, even for me. I just need a couple of minutes here in hideout so that I can run in peace. Is that okay?”, Toji asked. You were so convinced you had lost your damn mind when you nodded and agreed that he could stay over for a couple of minutes. 

“If the cops knock, I am not here”, Toji emphasized again, making sure you got it. 

As if on cue, there was a loud knock, startling you. You stayed quiet as you pointed at the bathroom for Toji to hide. Your heart was beating so fast, as you went to the door and asked; “Who is there?”

“Police Department. We want to ask you a few questions”, the officer yelled back. 

“Can you please identify yourself?”, you stalled as you checked if Toji had hidden. You looked through the peephole as the cops held up their detective badges before you smiled softly and opened the door for the cops. 

“What seems to be the problem, detectives?”, you asked gently. 

“We are in search of a murderer going by the name, Fushiguro Toji. Black haired, very tall and muscular. Last seen wearing a black t-shirt and blue jeans. He is classified as extremely dangerous. We last saw him entering this apartment complex. Have you seen him, by any chance?”, the officer asked. 

You pretended to think a little before you shook your head. “Nope. I was on my way out to take out my trash so, I was inside the whole time.”

“Alright, Ma’am, please give us a call if you see or remember anything. Would you want us to accompany us with you going outside, in case you don’t feel safe?” One of the two detectives handed you a card with his contact details. 

You nodded at the offer, tagging along as you took out your trash and thanked the officers for the company. “Could you possibly tell me a little about that person you’re looking for? Perhaps that will help me with my memory or something I can watch out for?”

“I cannot disclose any details yet as it is an ongoing investigation, however, the current suspected M.O of the suspect is that he uses poison in his victim’s drinks. So, perhaps just watch out for your drink the next time you’re out partying.”

“Thank you, officers. I can return to my apartment alone, thank you for the company. I’ll uh… let you know if I see something”, you said goodbye to the officers before turning around. 

“Goodbye, Ma’am, have a good night”, they said in unison. 

You quickly headed back, your entire body was literally on fire after that short conversation and the fact that you were literally harboring a felon in your apartment had you shaking to your core. Once you locked your apartment and made sure the cops were gone, you were suddenly pushed to the wall next to the door. “Good. You did great”, Toji had you cornered, smirking at you as you looked at him with big eyes, shocked by his sudden action. 

“Thank you”, you whispered back, not trusting your own voice. His arm was over your head on the wall, cornering you between his huge body and the wall. “You’re not so bad yourself. Out on a murder charge, huh?”

“So, you asked about me, didn’t you?”, Toji chuckled, biting his lip. “Yeah… what about it? You scared?”

“I should be, shouldn’t I? But God, it makes you oddly attractive and interesting. So, tell me, what is that all about?”, you ask then, a little smile sneaking onto your lips. “A murder suspect in my apartment, who insists on promising me that he won’t hurt me, hm?”

“Attractive and interesting?”, Toji chuckled. “I may or may not have added some extra ingredient to some dickhead’s drink.” He casually shrugged, eyeing you up and down. 

“So, that was why they said to be careful of my drinks next time I’m out partying, huh?”, you replied. 

“I would never add some additional ingredient to your drink, princess”, Toji taunted before he suddenly leaned in and kissed you. You couldn’t help but immediately melt into him, arms wrapping around his neck, as his one hand wrapped around your thigh and lifted it up around his hip. 

The kiss was so full of fire, so much passion and there was nothing but carnal desire and need – it was like the fact that he was a murderer, a wanted felon, flew right over your head. You simply couldn’t care less about it because, fuck, the entire situation was so incredibly hot, the fact that the cops were still around searching the premises was making you feel so tingly. 

“Mhm, princess, you taste so sweet. I wonder if your pussy tastes just as sweet, hm?”, he whispered against your lips, smirking. “Will you let me have a taste?”

“Maybe… but maybe I won’t. You’ve got to earn it, mister.”

“What a tease, princess. But you know what, you shouldn’t tease me, because believe me, I can do better than that”, he continued, before he leaned back in to kiss you once more as you grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head, your eyes going up and down over his very toned and muscular body. 

And you felt so insanely lucky to think about the fact that his body would be on top of you or underneath you in just a couple of minutes. 

“So, you wanna move this over to the bedroom or are you not that much of a gentleman and just fuck your women against a cold ass wall?”, you giggled.

“Oh, I sure as hell do not keep my women cold and standing, mh? Wouldn’t be so fair if I fuck you into oblivion and don’t give you a comfortable place to come down from the highs I give you, hm?”

“Someone’s cocky. But alas, unfortunately, there has been nothing but talk so far, honey”, you reply, giggling before you squealed in shock as he lifted you up over his shoulder. 

“Where’s the bedroom, princess?”, he asked, voice rough. “Need to teach you how to properly speak to me before I reward you with pleasure you have never felt in your life before.”

When you pointed to the room, he immediately went in and dropped you onto your bed, quickly climbing onto you, practically ripping apart your clothes. “God, princess, you’re so hot, so gorgeous underneath me”, he groaned, lips wandering down to your tits before he wrapped them around your one nipple, sucking and licking over the sensitive nub. Your body arched into him as you let out a whine and Toji smirked, enjoying the way you responded to his touch. 

“Reacting so fucking gorgeously for me, princess. Can’t wait to taste your pretty pussy”, he teased. “Did I earn it, princess?”

You nodded frantically. “Fuck, just get to it”, you whined. 

“So bossy, princess. Such a little slut for the murderer you harbored in your home and protected without knowing what dangers could possibly await you”, he snickered, “Does it excite you? Knowing you lied to cops for me, for someone you don’t even know?” Toji’s lips wandered down your body, slowly reaching your pussy and he pulled your panties aside to lick over your clit, flattening his tongue over your folds as he spread your legs apart with his hands. 

“Fuck don’t stop!”, you cried out, back arching again into his grip around your waist. 

He looked up at you, smirking as some saliva was running down his chin, and he was watching your every reaction. Toji had grown obsessed with how well you reacted to his touch, his tongue over your pussy. “Reacting so prettily for me, princess. Want more? Want me to fuck you? I’ll bring literal heaven to you, princess. If you let me.”

You were nodding once again, fingers buried in his hair as he lowered his head back again to your pussy and you felt two of his fingers against your entrance, slowly slipping in and fingering you slowly. Your eyes widened in surprise, you let out a choked sob as his fingers hit your sweet spot – you cried out as he continued with the constant stimulation. 

“Please, Toji, fuck me, please?”, you whined, attempting to pull him closer back on top of you. However, he was obviously way stronger than you and could stay where he was with no trouble at all. 

“It’s rude to interrupt a man while he’s eating, princess”, he grunted, “let me make you cum first on my mouth, princess, then I’ll fuck you.”

You whined as he increased his finger’s pace, continuing the sweet torture on your pussy with his lips as well and your hips were jolting up as you got closer to your release. A cry left your lips as you begged him not to stop and felt him smirk against your clit, promising not to stop until you came for him. 

It didn’t take too long for him to fulfil that promise. The way everything practically shattered around you had you thinking about the last time you had felt this much pleasure at once. “Holy shit”, you choked up. “That was… intense.”

“Told you, princess, I’ll bring literal heaven to you”, he smirked, slowly climbing on top of you and watching you come down from your high. “Did I keep my promise, princess?”

“You sure as hell did. But…”, you wrapped your arms around his neck as you pulled him closer for a kiss, “if you don’t put that damn cock of yours inside me anytime soon, I bet the cops will be very interested in knowing where you’re hiding.”

“You little minx… don’t worry, princess. I gave you a promise and I intend to keep it. You’re about to have the most intense night of your life.”

As he pulled down his jeans, your eyes widened as you saw his cock’s girth and length. You had already assumed that he was big, considering his big ass ego, but you didn’t expect this. He noticed your hesitation and laughed lightly. “Don’t worry, princess, I won’t hurt you.”

“You’re a wanted criminal, do you think I trust your word?”

“I promised I wouldn’t hurt you and I kept that promise. I told you I would bring you to heaven and I did keep that promise, too, didn’t I?”

You considered his arguments and shrugged. He had a good point with that. 

“So, do you believe me when I tell you I won’t hurt you?”

You nodded. 

He smiled softly at you before he aligned his tip with your entrance, pulling your panties aside once more and finally, pushed his cock inside slowly, inch by inch, slowly getting you used to his size. Your back arched when he was buried inside of you fully, a tear rolling down your cheek as your body was basically on fire. 

“You’re so tight, princess, feels so good”, he groaned, waiting for a moment to let you adjust to the stretch. “Can’t wait to fuck this tight pussy of yours.”

“Please, fuck me”, you whimpered, nails raking over his back as he slowly started a tender, gentle pace and before you knew it, he was starting to build a merciless, brutal rhythm, making your tits bounce with the frantic way he was thrusting into you.

The sound of his hips snapping against yours had your eyes rolls back, your legs were wrapped around his waist as you held onto him and you were pleading him not to stop, practically crying and he fucked you so good like you never had been before. 

“Goddamn it, princess, you’re so fucking hot when you get fucked like this. Do you like how I fuck you, hm?”, he rasped, lips wandering over your neck. His hips stuttered as pleasure like he never felt before coursed through his body, getting closer and closer to the edge. “I’m going to cum, princess, where do you want me to cum, hm? On your pretty tits? Or maybe inside of your tight, perfect pussy, hm? Give you a good old load of me and make you feel it drip down your thighs when I pick you up and fuck you against the wall over there?”

His words had your eyes roll back at the visual. “Please, inside”, you whined, sobbing as you clenched around him and finally reached your peak, coming around him again, sputtering in pleasure. “Fuck, Toji��, you practically wailed. 

“Am I keeping my promise, princess?”

“Yes, fuck, you are, stop asking me that and cum in me”, you groaned in annoyance. 

“Still so bossy, princess”, he laughed before he continued his rough pace and shortly after let out a choked breath, hips stilled as he came inside of you. Toji wasn’t moving at all, trying to come down from his high as he relaxed. “Fuck, princess, you feel so incredible.”

“Oh, honey, this was better than anything I have ever felt before.”

“I’m glad I got to prove to you how good I’ll fuck you”, he chuckled, slowly pulling out of you and laying down next to you. 

“Hey, I thought you were going to fuck me against the wall and have your cum drip down my thighs?!”

“You wanna go again?”

“Hell fucking yes”, you snorted and squealed when he got up on his feet and pulled you up before pushing you against the wall, lifting your legs around his waist as he kept you up against the wall and quickly slid his cock back inside of you, fucking you again and bringing you to yet another earth-shattering orgasm and another one. 

And the most exhilarating part of this was that you could hear the detectives through the thin walls, discussing their next move to finally find the guy who currently had his cock buried deep inside of you. 

The one who you had lied to the cops to, making you an accessory to the murder he had committed.

But you couldn’t care less about it, because goddamn, this was the best fuck you had gotten in your entire life. 

[caelisblade]

༉‧₊˚. favorite crime - fushiguro toji

༉‧₊˚. synopsis: one moment, you were doing something as basic as taking out the trash (like, literally), the next moment you were getting fucked by a wanted felon who pretty much broke into your place in hopes you‘d harbor him for a few minutes until the coast was clear. who knew the thrill of crime was so exhilarating you needed a quick one-night-stand to come back to your senses? or did you lose your mind entirely and just didn‘t notice in the process of being fucked into tomorrow?

༉‧₊˚. warnings: you literally f/uck murderer!toji lol, unprotected s/ex, c/unnilingus, f/ingering, he calls you princess (like, a lot of times), toji talks A LOT like dude shut up lmao

༉‧₊˚. this was entirely inspired by a scene in the rookie where lucy made up a cover story for how juicy and dim met, it's basically that but with toji. this is a repost from my jujutsu kaisen blog @/tojisblade. i am currently in the process of combining both of my blogs into one.

he was in so much fucking trouble. 

never did he even think the cops were onto him, god, the fucking cops in plain clothes, they were in the same club he was as he was adding poison into his target’s drink. they literally saw him poison the drink. now they were running after him, trying to catch him. 

toji quickly ran into a massive apartment complex as he tried to flee the scene, the cops nearby behind him. looking around to see if there was anyone or any place he could hide, as he still ran. 

it was like fate when you opened the door, purely by coincidence. you were getting out to take out your trash as you saw him running frantically. “hey, are you oka–“, you started out asking, but got interrupted. 

“listen to me. the cops are after me and i need a hideout. can i stay in for a moment until they leave?”, he said, frantically. 

“w-what?”, you stuttered, completely caught off-guard. 

“fuck, just shut up”, he groaned before he grabbed your wrist and pulled you inside of your apartment. 

“hey! what do you think you’re doing?!”, you exclaimed, still not completely getting what was going on. you had dropped the bag in shock as he pulled you in. 

“shut. up!”, he hissed, looking out of the window, just to see the two cops who were after him walking around the apartment complex with their guns drawn and flashlights turned on as they cleared every corner. “shit.”

he looked around, trying to figure out what he could possibly do with his situation before he finally faced you. “okay, listen. my name is fushiguro toji, and i am being chased by the cops out there. i know, i’m just a stranger, but trust me, i am not going to hurt you, despite how this all seems like, considering the cops are after me.”

“uh… yeah, duh”, you scoffed, rolling your eyes. 

“roll those eyes at me again and i’ll reconsider”, he immediately continued, tone turning threatening almost immediately. “do not fucking interrupt me, princess.”

“fine, talk. you just broke into my apartment, so i do deserve some explanation. start talking, or i’ll kick you out for the cops to find you.”

“and I apologize for the break-in. i swear i don’t plan on hurting you because that is just unnecessary evil, even for me. i just need a couple of minutes here to hide, so that i can run in peace. is that okay?”, toji asked. you were so convinced you had lost your damn mind when you nodded and agreed that he could stay over for a couple of minutes. 

“if the cops knock, i am not here”, toji emphasized again, making sure you got it. you held yourself back from rolling your eyes again. you might’ve needed a moment to understand what was going on, but you were not dumb. 

as if on cue, there was a loud knock, startling you. you stayed quiet as you pointed at the bathroom for toji to hide. your heart was beating so fast, as you went to the door and asked; “who is there?”

“police department. we want to ask you a few questions”, the officer yelled back. 

“can you please identify yourself?”, you stalled as you checked if toji had hidden. you looked through the peephole as the cops held up their detective badges before you smiled softly and opened the door for the cops. 

“what seems to be the problem, detectives?”, you asked gently. 

“we are in search of a murderer going by the name, fushiguro toji. black haired, very tall and muscular. last seen wearing a black t-shirt and blue jeans. he is classified as extremely dangerous. we last saw him entering this apartment complex. have you seen him, by any chance?”, the officer asked. 

you pretended to think a little before you shook your head. “nope. i was actually on my way out to take out my trash so, i was inside the whole time.”

“alright, ma’am, please give us a call if you see or remember anything. would you want us to accompany you when you go outside, in case you don’t feel safe?” one of the two detectives handed you a card with his contact details as he spoke and offered his company. 

you nodded at the offer, tagging along as you took out your trash and thanked the officers for the help. “could you possibly tell me a little about that person you’re looking for? perhaps that will help me with my memory or something i can watch out for in the future?”

“i cannot disclose any details yet as it is an ongoing investigation, however, the current m.o of the suspect is that he uses poison in his victim’s drinks. so, perhaps just watch out for your drink the next time you’re out partying.”

“thank you, officers. i can return to my apartment alone, thank you for the company. i’ll uh… let you know if I see something”, you said goodbye to the officers before turning around. 

“goodbye, ma’am, have a good night”, they said in unison. 

you quickly headed back, your entire body was literally on fire after that short conversation and the fact that you were literally harboring a felon – a literal murderer – in your apartment had you shaking to your core. once you locked your apartment and made sure the cops were gone, you were suddenly pushed to the wall next to the door. “good girl. you did great”, Toji had you cornered, smirking at you as you looked at him with big eyes, shocked by his sudden action. 

“thank you”, you whispered back, not trusting your own voice. the little nickname caused you to subconsciously clench your legs together. his arm was over your head on the wall, cornering you between his huge body and the wall. “you’re not so bad yourself. out on several murder charges, huh?”

“so, you asked about me, didn’t you?”, toji chuckled, biting his lip. “yeah… what about it? you scared?”

“i should be, shouldn’t i? but god, it makes you oddly attractive and interesting. so, tell me, what is that all about?”, you ask then, a little smile sneaking onto your lips. “a murder suspect in my apartment, who insists on promising me that he won’t hurt me, hm?”

“attractive and interesting?”, Toji chuckled. “i may or may not have added some extra ingredient to some dickhead’s drink.” He casually shrugged, eyeing you up and down. 

“so, that was why they said to be careful of my drinks next time i’m out partying, huh?”, you replied. 

“i would never add some additional ingredient to your drink, princess”, toji taunted before he suddenly leaned in and kissed you. you couldn’t help but immediately melt into him, arms wrapping around his neck, as his one hand wrapped around your thigh and lifted it up around his hip. 

everything felt so surreal. one moment you were literally taking out your trash, the next you were not only harboring a murderer in your apartment, but also about to fuck him.

the kiss was so full of fire, so much passion and there was nothing but carnal desire and need – it was like the fact that he was a murderer, a wanted felon, flew right over your head. you simply couldn’t care less about it because, fuck, the entire situation was so incredibly hot, the fact that the cops were still around searching the premises was making you feel so tingly. 

“mhm, princess, you taste so sweet. i wonder if your pussy tastes just as sweet, hm?”, he whispered against your lips, smirking. “will you let me have a taste?”

“maybe… but maybe i won’t. you’ve got to earn it, mister.”

“what a tease, princess. but you know what, you shouldn’t tease me, because believe me, i can do better than that”, he continued, before he leaned back in to kiss you once more as you grabbed his shirt and pulled it over his head, your eyes going up and down over his very toned and muscular body. 

and you felt so insanely lucky to think about the fact that his body would be on top of you or underneath you in just a couple of minutes. 

“so, you wanna move this over to the bedroom or are you not that much of a gentleman and just fuck your women against a cold ass wall?”, you giggled.

“oh, I sure as hell do not keep my women cold and standing, mh? wouldn’t be so fair if i fuck you into oblivion and don’t give you a comfortable place to come down from the highs i give you, hm?”

“someone’s cocky. but alas, unfortunately, there has been nothing but talk so far, honey”, you reply, giggling before you squealed in shock as he lifted you up over his shoulder. 

“where’s the bedroom, princess?”, he asked, voice rough. “need to teach you how to properly speak to me before i reward you with pleasure you have never felt in your life before.”

when you pointed to the room, he immediately went in and dropped you onto your bed, quickly climbing onto you, practically ripping apart your clothes. “god, princess, you’re so hot, so gorgeous underneath me”, he groaned, lips wandering down to your tits before he wrapped them around your one nipple, sucking and licking over the sensitive nub. your body arched into him as you let out a whine and toji smirked, enjoying the way you responded to his touch. 

“reacting so fucking perfectly for me, princess. can’t wait to get a taste of your pretty pussy”, he teased. “did i earn it yet, princess?”

you nodded frantically. “fuck, just get to it”, you whined. 

“so bossy, princess. such a good little slut for the murderer you harbored in your home and protected without knowing what dangers could possibly await you”, he snickered, “does it excite you? knowing you lied to cops for me, for someone you don’t even know? for the murderer you’re about to fuck?” toji’s lips wandered down your body, slowly reaching your pussy and he pulled your panties aside to lick over your clit, flattening his tongue over your folds as he spread your legs apart with his hands. 

“fuck don’t stop!”, you cried out, back arching again into his grip around your waist. 

he looked up at you, smirking as some saliva was running down his chin, and he was watching your every reaction. toji had grown obsessed with how well you reacted to his touch, his tongue over your pussy, his lips sucking on your clit. “reacting so prettily for me, princess. want more? want me to fuck you? i’ll bring literal heaven to you, princess. if you let me.”

you were nodding once again, fingers buried in his hair as he lowered his head back again to your pussy and you felt two of his fingers against your entrance, slowly slipping in and fingering you slowly. your eyes widened in surprise, you let out a choked sob as his fingers hit your sweet spot – you cried out as he continued with the constant stimulation. 

“please, toji, fuck me, please?”, you whined, attempting to pull him closer back on top of you. however, he was obviously way stronger than you and could stay where he was with no trouble at all. 

“it’s rude to interrupt a man while he’s eating, princess”, he grunted, “let me make you cum first on my mouth, princess, then i’ll fuck you.”

you whined as he increased his finger’s pace, continuing the sweet torture on your pussy with his lips as well and your hips were jolting up as you got closer to your release. a cry left your lips as you begged him not to stop and felt him smirk against your clit, promising not to stop until you came for him. 

it didn’t take too long for him to fulfil that promise. the way everything practically shattered around you had you thinking about the last time you had felt this much pleasure at once. “holy shit”, you choked up. “that was… intense.”

“told you, princess, i’ll bring literal heaven to you”, he smirked, slowly climbing on top of you and watching you come down from your high. “did i keep my promise, princess?”

“you sure as hell did. but…”, you wrapped your arms around his neck as you pulled him closer for a kiss, “if you don’t put that damn cock of yours inside me anytime soon, i bet the cops will be very interested in knowing where you’re hiding.”

“you little minx… don’t worry, princess. i gave you a promise and i intend to keep it. you’re about to have the most intense night of your life.”

as he pulled down his jeans, your eyes widened as you saw his cock’s girth and length. you had already assumed that he was big, considering his big ass ego, but you didn’t expect this. he noticed your hesitation and laughed lightly. “don’t worry, princess, i won’t hurt you.”

“you’re a wanted criminal, do you think I trust your word?”

“i promised i wouldn’t hurt you and i kept that promise. i told you i would bring you to heaven and i did keep that promise, too, didn’t i?”

you considered his arguments and shrugged. he had a good point with that. 

“so, do you believe me when i tell you i won’t hurt you?”

You nodded. 

he smiled softly at you before he aligned his tip with your entrance, pulling your panties aside once more and finally, pushed his cock inside slowly, inch by inch, slowly getting you used to his size. your back arched when he was buried inside of you fully, a tear rolling down your cheek as your body was basically on fire. 

“you’re so tight, princess, feels so good”, he groaned, waiting for a moment to let you adjust to the stretch. “can’t wait to fuck this tight and perfect pussy of yours.”

“please, fuck me”, you whimpered, nails raking over his back as he slowly started a tender, gentle pace and before you knew it, he was starting to build a merciless, brutal rhythm, making your tits bounce with the frantic way he was thrusting into you.

the sound of his hips snapping against yours had your eyes rolls back, your legs were wrapped around his waist as you held onto him and you were pleading him not to stop, practically crying and he fucked you so good like you never had been before. 

“goddamn it, princess, you’re so fucking hot when you get fucked like this. do you like how i fuck you, hm?”, he rasped, lips wandering over your neck. His hips stuttered as pleasure like he never felt before coursed through his body, getting closer and closer to the edge. “i’m going to cum, princess, where do you want me to cum, hm? on your pretty tits? in your mouth, so you’ll have to swallow every single drop? or maybe inside of your tight, perfect pussy, hm? give you a good old load of me and make you feel it drip down your thighs when i pick you up and fuck you against the wall over there?”

his words had your eyes roll back at the visual. “please, inside”, you whined, sobbing as you clenched around him and finally reached your peak, coming around him again, sputtering in pleasure. “fuck, toji”, you practically wailed. 

“am i keeping my promise, princess?”

“yes, fuck, you are, stop asking me that and cum in me”, you groaned in annoyance. 

“still so bossy, princess”, he laughed before he continued his rough pace and shortly after let out a choked breath, hips stilling as he came inside of you. toji wasn’t moving at all, trying to come down from his high while he relaxed his body. “fuck, princess, you feel so incredible.”

“oh, fuck, this was better than anything i have ever felt before.”

“i’m glad i got to prove to you how good i can fuck you”, he chuckled, slowly pulling out of you and laying down next to you. 

“hey, i thought you were going to fuck me against the wall and have your cum drip down my thighs?!”

“you wanna go again?”

“hell fucking yes”, you snorted and squealed when he got up on his feet and pulled you up before pushing you against the wall, lifting your legs around his waist as he kept you up against the wall and quickly slid his cock back inside of you, fucking you again and bringing you to yet another earth-shattering orgasm and another one. 

and the most exhilarating part of this was that you could hear the detectives through the thin walls, discussing their next move to finally find the guy who currently had his cock buried deep inside of you. 

the one who you had lied to the cops to, making you an accessory to the murder he had committed.

but you couldn’t care less about it, because goddamn, this was the best fuck you had gotten in your entire life. 

[kaeyachi]

You know that Phineas and Ferb scene when Candace yells "mom!!" and literally every woman (assumedly moms) on hearing distance just leaves everything and goes to her aid?

I was just thinking it'd be funny if Kaeya ended up coming across children's mom-callings by coincidence so many times some of them just downright yell for him when they don't see their moms. Like, helping a child in distress is a very reasonable knight thing to do and a scared child yelling mom usually means they're in trouble. That's just normal. But I imagine it'd be funny if he ended up answering to those calls so many times he developed a reflex to children yelling mom, even not scared ones. He just tenses and gets ready or turns immediately.

Except Klee. With Klee, he tenses when there's too much silence.

tbh, he really is probably one of the male characters who actually looks when a child yells out "mom!" lmao

just purely based on how attentive he is to Klee and how sensitive he is to her moods during the veluriyam mirage event? Idk, there seems to be a clear distinction to fun uncle Kaeya who we usually see in events and single mother Kaeya who works 2 jobs during that 1 event (probably because he is in charge of her for several days alone unlike the usual shared custody he and albedo have going on, so we get to see him go beyond the fun uncle level)

so yeah, kaeya definitely gained the reflex to look for the child who yelled out mom somewhere along the way

but speaking of silent Klee and the veluriyam mirage, Kaeya DID react immediately when he noticed how silent / sad Klee was. When Klee got tired, he immediately excused the both of them so he could get Klee to sleep. When Klee started whining in distress, he immediately faced her. That summer event is my favorite for the reason that Kaeya is emotionally at his most honest when he is with Klee.

And just as Klee said when she talked about how Kaeya treats her, I'm sure kids appreciate it when an adult explains things to them and never judges them. Kaeya is one of those adults with the PATIENCE children deserve 🙏

and to bring up another point in that event, Kaeya values a child's innocence so much! He will not be the guy to ask to take their whimsy away! You just know children love him! I mean, as much as the nuns wanted to kick his ass for it, he was out there telling stories to children in the orphanage of his own accord (albeit the fact that the made-up story is scary HAHA)

anon, I'm so passionate about this topic to the point of imagining Kaeya growing up and adopting like 20 kids when the traveler's journey in teyvat is over

[elect1z]

Hello, got another tf2 request if you like! GNC reader, romantic or platonic.

Reader is an Archfey! A rather powerful one too, perhaps more powerful then Merasmus pretends to be. They could turn cities to ash with a snap of their fingers, grant someone their greatest wish (for a price, that is how wishes work).

Thankfully for everyone, Reader is actually super benevolent and chill. The kind of person that is extraordinarily difficult to piss off. Unlike much of their kin, Reader only really causes very minor amounts of mischief, like hiding people's socks or conjuring extra tupperware lids in one's cupboard.

As of late, Reader has taken a great interest in one of the Mercs, just hanging around and chilling at base when matches are done. Very much like that one stoner friend one has, but with a significant potential for mass destruction.

Any Mercs toy would like, have fun!

...Mischievous Intent...

Tf2 Mercs with Archfey!Reader

⚡︎ : Includes... Scout, Pyro, and Spy!

Scout!

⚡︎ Scout is already scared of you. I mean, you can easily turn a city into dust?! Hell no, he's keeping a safe distance from you. But he also tries to keep a good relationship with you and rarely messes around with you because he is scared that you will curse him lmao ⚡︎ After some time, he realizes you're just a chill guy! He expected you to be intense and scary almost just like Spy.. But hey! It turns out you are just like him! Like to mess around with teammates, etc.. After that, He started to hang out with you frequently after matches ⚡︎ About your little mischievous behavior? Oh, he hated it, Now he understands what others feel when around him ( probably karma). You like to hide his precious little bat, and he would find it in the weirdest way possible. "I swear I saw it over there... HOW IS IT FLOATING IN THE FUCKING AIR??!!" "hehe XD" ⚡︎ Scout is also interested in your appearance, the elf ears, etc... Sometimes he would try to hold his urge to try to touch it. In the end, He is proud of himself for befriending someone powerful like you.

Pyro

⚡︎ Oh, he definitely likes you, Your mischievous/chaotic behavior almost matches his! Silly but dangerous. Often asks you to draw with him or do silly activities after the matches are over. Sometimes while hanging out, you showed off your magic. "Hey, Pyro! Watch this!" Snaps finger and the entire Blu team base explode " Huddah huh! :0" ⚡︎ He also likes your mischievous behavior too, but hates it when you do it at him. One time, You hid his My Little Pony socks in your pockets and hid them for the whole day. After countless hours of searching for his favorite socks, he finally found them. "Hm? Oh! What a coincidence that your socks are in my pockets!" "Huddah Huddah Huhh!! >:[ " "Silly me! Teehee!" ⚡︎ Pyro will ask you to show your magic over and over again. You guys always team up in matches, spreading pure chaos to the match. Pyro also isn't intimidated by your looks, because you look like an angel in his perspective ( even tho you already are) Often trying to touch your ears, wings, etc... Overall, you're his best buddy!

Spy

⚡︎ You know the drill, He hates you. Why? Because your personality is similar to his son... Scout. He doesn't want to deal with another nuisance, He already has Scout being the most annoying thing ever and why would add another? ⚡︎ You could see Spy even when he is invisible and he hated it. In the middle of a match, you always stare blankly at him smiling and waving at him.. Ugh... You also pull pranks on him whenever you can, and it is very annoying, hiding his cigarettes, wines, and his disguise kit. Honestly, he's fed up with you "Looking for this?" Holding Spy's watch " . . . " "Catch me if you can!" Literally flys away " . . . " " ..Kill me... " ⚡︎ He couldn't believe someone as powerful as you could behave like a child. You could destroy a city in seconds, kill enemies in an instant, and you... Decided to behave like a 5-year-old kid. Overall, he hates you, but still considers you as a better version of his son, because other than your mischievous behavior, you are surprisingly calm and can control your anger more than the others. And.. He actually likes it..

[runningincircl3s]

i beg you to write something with Vinny's "am i fuckable" plssss

okayyyy hehe :) also this could be a part of the nothing ever after/sinematic universe, or it could be totally separate! it works either way!!

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Am I Fuckable? (Vinny Mauro x Female Reader)

warnings: nsfw but not fully smut?? i just don't feel like writing a whole smut but i NEEDED to write this now because i've thought about this for a loong time!! <3 so it's also unedited lmao

Your new camera had come this morning and you had been figuring it out all day, testing out different settings, alternating between photos and videos, testing out different lenses and other equipment you had bought to go with it.

Now, hours later, you were upstairs in Vin’s room, the camera still in your hands as you adjusted the focus and played about with the exposure. He just happened to be in there trying on a suit he’d just gotten back from the tailor.

Really. It was pure coincidence!

“Tell me again why you’re filming this?” He asked, eyes meeting yours through the full length mirror he was currently stood in front of, in his new suit... He was still buttoning up his shirt, he had already tugged his trousers on, but was yet to try on the jacket.

You lifted the camera slightly and shrugged.

“It's my new toy. Gotta make sure it works.”

“Uh huh." He smirked, "And it just happens to be while I’m getting dressed?”

“Exactly. What better subject than a guy awkwardly trying to figure out cufflinks?”

Vinny turned, sliding his hands into his trouser pockets.

“Awkward? Baby, I look incredible,” he said, deadpan. Then he stepped toward the mirror and tilted his head, eyes narrowing at his reflection. “Actually…” he said slowly, smoothing his hands over the front of his shirt, “Fuck... I look hot.”

You snorted, adjusting the focus again as you zoomed in.

He turned slightly to face the camera directly, smirking like he knew what he was doing to you...

“What do you think, camera…” he said, smug. “Am I fuckable?” You were already rolling your eyes when he added, with a casual shrug, “I think I’m not.”

You lowered the lens just enough to give him a flat look over the top of the camera.

“You’re such a little shit.”

“You didn’t answer the question.” He grinned.

“I think the camera’s overheating.”

“Because I’m so hot?”

You scoffed, but it came out shakier than intended. He noticed.

Vinny slowly stepped closer, his bare feet quiet on the hardwood floor. He didn’t stop until the camera was practically touching his chest, the lens tilted up, catching the line of his jaw, the curve of his smirk, and that glint in his eye that always meant trouble.

He glanced down at the blinking red light, then back up at you.

“If you really wanna test it out…” he murmured, his voice low, "Why don’t we make a movie? One that’s just for us...”

Your breath caught. It's not that you weren't expecting him to ask, you just didn't expect it to sound like that, and to make you throb between your thighs already. And the look in his eyes only made it worse.

You swallowed and kept the camera steady, but your voice betrayed you, coming out quieter than you meant it to be.

“Would you let me?”

He blinked, like he hadn’t expected you to say it out loud. Then that filthy, dangerous grin spread across his face.

“Only if I get a copy,” he said, cocking his head. “For, you know… personal viewing."

You let out a soft laugh, breathless, the tension between you snapping tight. He stepped closer again, just enough that the lens caught the way his chest rose and fell, slow and steady.

“I mean,” he added, shrugging one shoulder, “You’ve already got the camera out... It'd be a waste not to capture the real talent.”

“Talent?” You echoed, arching a brow.

Vin leaned in, voice a low hum against your neck.

“You're the director," he said, "So direct me, baby... Tell me where you want me, what you want me to do...”

You didn’t answer right away. Just lifted the camera slowly, angling it so he filled the frame again. Chest. Jaw. That cocky little smirk.

“Start with your shirt,” you said, voice soft but steady. “Do it slow. And look at me while you do.”

Vin blinked, a glint of suprise in his eyes, like he hadn’t expected you to actually take control. But he liked it. You could see it in the way his mouth curled as he leaned back slightly, meeting your gaze through the lens.

“Yes, ma’am.” He said under his breath.

He undid each button slowly, as if to tease you, eyes still never leaving yours. The camera picked up every movement of his fingers, the reveal of his bare skin, the way his rings caught the light...

“Fuck." You breathed, not even bothering to hide it. Once he was undressed, you tossed him the camera. “Your turn.”

He caught it easily, still half grinning as he sat down on the bed.

“You want it cinematic, or filthy?”

“Filthy,” you said, already tugging your top over your head.

You undressed slowly under his gaze, and when you reached for your waistband, he let out the softest groan.

“Oh yeah,” he murmured. “That’s the shot right there.”

You kicked your clothes away and moved toward the bed, crawling up and lying back against the pillows, spreading your legs a little, just enough...

“Now, put the camera down on the nightstand." You instructed.

He did.

“Now put that mouth to work.”

And he did.

...

The room smelled of sex, sweat, and the faint hint of his air freshener sat on the dresser. The sheets were hanging off the bed, and you were both still naked, cuddled together as you both caught your breath.

You took one glance over at the camera, he had stopped it just before collapsing down onto the bed with you, and you were slighlty afraid to watch it back.

"So..." He began with a lazy smirk, noticing how your eyes were drifting back to it again. He picked it back up, one hand holding, the other tucked behind his head, "Wanna watch it?"

"No," you say honestly, "But hit play anyway."

So he did.

The first few minutes weren't too bad, you even thought you looked pretty hot as you undressed...

Then the moaning starts. Your moaning.

Your eyes went wide.

“Turn it down!”

“No fucking way.” Vin cackled.

“Circle your tongue... No- slower. Yeah. Just like that.... Fuck, good boy.”

You slapped a hand over your face.

"I sound like a phone sex operator!" You groaned.

"Hey, you're the one who said it," Vin chuckled, "And good boy-"

He was interrupted by the sound of his own moans this time, and his eyes widened, mortified.

"Were you okay?" You giggled, "You sound like you were in pain."

“I was in pain,” he said, totally unbothered. “From how tight-”

“Don’t even.” You pointed a finger at him.

“You said, and I quote, ‘Harder! Don’t stop! Right fucking there!! Fuck! Vinny!!’”

"Okay!" You groaned, "I get it!"

He hit pause just as the camera caught a particularly intense close up of his face mid thrust, sweaty hair sticking to his forehead, lips parted, completely ruined.

You both stared at it.

“…You look like you’re about to cry." You said.

"You..." Vin squinted at the screen. “Look like you’ve been exorcised.”

"Fucking hell."

He hit play again.

“I wanna ride you,” your voice whined from the speaker. “Can I ride you? Please?”

Vin slammed the camera down onto the bed, bursting with laughter, doubling over on the bed.

“CAN I RIDE YOU PLEASE?” He repeated, still unable to stop laughing.

"Hey!" You frowned, "I was trying to be polite!"

He was crying from laughter now, wiping his eyes as you both continued to watch the last 15 minutes.

By the end, you were both breathless from laughing so hard. The video had gone from hot, to hilarious, to something cute in between. It summed the two of you up perfectly.

Vin caught his breath and nudged your leg with his knee.

“So what I’m thinking is... round two, the sequel, but we work on dialogue?”

“Only if I can write a script this time.”

“As long as it ends with ‘please can I ride you.’” He grinned.

You rolled your eyes, grinning despite yourself.

“Shut up.”

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anyone want the sequel...??