#dats pretty cool

[fanficmakesforgoodescapism]

Has anyone watched she devil 😅😂

I'm baking sweets, would you like any?

[guttersnarls]

Who dat?

(📸 Ryan Chang - Revolver Magazine )

[darkdragon768]

If someone would ask me what my favorite Minecraft block is, I'd probably answer with concrete. I just really love those intense and bright colors. I love to build with it.

[togament]

I LOVE YOUR WRITING SM😭😭

Please could you do a fluffy thirst of how the boys (togame, sakura, kaji, ume maybe suo) treat the reader after they’ve gone a round 🥲 like their afterglow ❤️

ANON. You and your brain!!!!!! Yoinking it out of your skull to kiss it. Thank you for the kind words! This got me flying off the hinges I worked on this so fast. Locked in, I fear. I hope you don't mind me adding Endo in. He's like a stray cat atp. Don't mind him.

𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐘𝐎𝐔.

suo. sakura. kaji. ume. kiryu. togame. endo.

"ever wondered how it'd be like to just lay there with him, naked both physically and emotionally. So bare and vulnerable, skin reddened and raw, bodies aching. But with both hearts so full, it's almost bursting at the seams? I got it."

𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒: Sakura was written with his character development in the most recent chapter in mind! (SOBBING), some language (I'm not exactly the best person to trust with keeping things clean and straight yk), mentions of sex, mentions of cuuuuum, GN!Reader but let me know if I made any mistakes--I'll rectify dat rq (edited Sakura’s!! Tysvm anon!!! Dw you didn’t come across as rude, promise), FLUFF OOEY GOOEY FLUFF, endo???? BEING A PROPER CITIZEN??? LOVER EVEN??????, kinda NSFW? not too spicy but still--MDNI!

𝐒𝐔𝐎.

Your room's dimly lit by candlelight and the moonlight shining through the blinds. Wafts of incense and patchouli caress your senses while your beloved wipes you down with a warm towel. "Good enough for you, my dove?" he pauses as he's looking up at you and you're met with Suo looking at you as though you've hung the moon yourself. Leaning in for a lingering forehead kiss, he mutters into your scalp, "my god you're absolutely ethereal."

✦ your apartment transforms into something damn close to a spa. Suo's big on scents so he has the cool breeze flowing in, incense lit, scented candles gently perfuming the air. It's magical every time. ✦ goes without saying that he loves, loves, LOVES spoiling you. Worshipping you, even. You swear sometimes his lips would never leave your skin with how often he's placing kiss after kiss on your body. ✦ scalp massages! Suo's an absolute beast at it. You always wake up to your hair smelling of some of his essential oils. It's a whole selection and he doesn't like sticking to just one scent. Hell, your body feels so moisturized and plump once you wake up in the morning.

══════════════════ 𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐑𝐀.

"Yer so pretty," Sakura's voice is soft, gentle. A far cry from his harsh and rough tone. God. He's looking at you with such reverence you feel like you're gonna melt. Leaning towards you, he presses a lingering kiss to your lips. There it is. He's blushing again. "My baby’s so pretty."

✦ he's not blushing profusely anymore. Or at least, not as red as he normally is when he's around you. he's just laid there beside you, staring into your eyes with the softest expression on his face. Gratitude. Admiration. ✦ often spends most of the time staring at you like that so lovingly. So much so that you gotta remind him to wipe you down because god the cum's starting to make you feel uncomfortable with how cold it feels. ✦ is actually such a great cuddler. Especially after such a rough session. ESPECIALLY. Doesn't want to let you go the entire time.

══════════════════ 𝐊𝐀𝐉𝐈.

"Let me clean you up," reaching beside you, your lover says with a slight groan as he grabs the tissues off to your side. Taking a few squares, he wipes you down wordlessly, the cautious speed ever evident. It's silent. Soothing. His other arm's never left your side, you notice. Gripping onto your hip ever so securely.

✦ not a huge talker after the fact. But he's quick to clean you up and attend to your needs. It's mostly just short, meaningful praises and reassurances with the both of you, basking in the afterglow. ✦ what he lacks in words, he makes up for in actions. He loves lavishing your body with kisses, caressing where you���re aching the most. ✦ Likes the silence since it's only with you where he doesn't need his headphones to put the world on mute, doesn't need a lollipop to censor his filthy, ruthless mouth. But of course, if it's assurance and praise you need, it's assurance and praise you'll get. His lips are devoid of sweets after all. Time for you to keep them busy.

══════════════════ 𝐔𝐌𝐄.

"Do you need anything else from me, baby? A massage? Some cuddles?" your lover asks you while he's wiping your inner thighs down clean from his cum that's been dribbling down them, always eager to cater to your needs at all times. Pressing a gentle kiss to the skin, he adds gently, "Whatever you need."

✦ way sweeter than he usually is with you. Which is saying a lot because your man's the absolute sweetest around you all the damn time! Presses kisses everywhere, whispers the most heart melting praise while he's hard at work soothing your body.... BIG SIGH. ✦ likes making you laugh even when your body's aching from him practically going all in on you. Says it's the best way to distract you from the pain. Still, he's massaging you if you'd like him to. Happy to oblige. ✦ ugh the ASSURANCE he gives you every time. The PRAISE?????? ALL GENUINE. ALL FROM THE HEART. It happens every time you're both still awake after the romp. 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐅𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐔𝐓.

══════════════════ 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐘𝐔.

"You're so beautiful," he murmurs against your skin as he's trailing kisses down your spine, corners of his lips curled up into a gentle smile. You can feel it with each kiss he presses onto your skin. His skillful thumbs pressing soothing circles in your aching muscles, rubbing the soreness away. "How'd I get so lucky?"

✦ PRAISE IS THE ABSOLUTE NAME OF THE GAME.

✦ he's so good at massaging you omg the thought of paying him for it has crossed your mind a couple of times. You feel so guilty for being massaged and pampered this good FOR FREE. ALL THE TIME. ✦ likes talking you through everything, whispering assurances and checking in with you during the act and after. Never fails to make you feel like you're cherished. With Kiryu, you truly are. And more.

══════════════════ 𝐓𝐎𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄.

"Need a massage?" he says as he's already flexing his hands, reaching over for the massage oil. Eyes so lovestruck as he gazes into your own, he coos at you gently, "Little reward yeah?" Pressing a gentle kiss right behind your ear, he whispers deeply, his voice ends with a slight grumble, "Did so good f'me, doll."

✦ Of course, always attentive to you. Slow with wiping you down but god is it soothing with how he's doing it so gently. Purring praises into it every time. If you're feeling peckish, no matter how tired he is, he's making something for you in the kitchen. ✦ can and would eat you out if you wanted him to help ride out your high again. Gentle with it again too since he knows how sensitive you are. Pretty easy to wrap into another round though. ✦ After all that, you both are out like lights as soon as your heads hit the pillow. He's got you close to him though, arms encasing you, breaths intertwined. Comfortable.

══════════════════ 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐎.

"Fuck... ME," he says with a gentle chuckle, voice akin to a purr you can swear it rumbles, tone so honeyed and syrupy. Reaching over to your side of the bed, your lover cups a tattooed hand over your cheek, sliding his thumb over the apex of it ever so slowly. "You're gorgeous."

✦ Always, always at your beck and call. Need something? He's on it. Back aches from the diabolical backshots? He's already prepping your body with massaging oil. Need him to wipe the cum away? Of course he's on that shit ASAP (with his tongue). Would do whatever it is that you want him to do within a heartbeat. ✦ Often tries to get another round out of you. He genuinely, genuinely CANNOT get enough of you. Only if you're cool with him trying though. He's not gonna force things on you if you don't want it. ✦ lavishes you with so much love sometimes it's suffocating. It only ramps up in intensity after fucking. If you like them obsessively clingy, he's your man.

a/n: HOOOOOOO anon I hope this was alright!!!! These were all such fun to do oml. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING THROUGH ALL THIS AHSDKHAKJSD more requests like these please!!!! aaaaa

[smallestapplin]

I love you so much, can I request hc’s of g1 Rumble and Frenzy being smitten for the same minibot, maybe have reader be one of Blaster’s cassettes too (like the protective dad he is even tho all his ‘kids’ are grown) thank you

:0!! My first Rumble and Frenzy request! Ohh I hope this is good! (Totally didn’t make myself simp.)

Nearly 2,000 words, I may have gotten lost in the sauce

Reader is gn!

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* Truthfully they are easy and they refuse to admit that to anyone! You were just another one of Blaster’s annoyances, and they were ready to wipe the floor with you until they…didn’t, they failed miserably despite out numbering you, and you clapped back at them, mocking and taunting them into attacking so easily. They hated it, hated it so much as they ended up in a pile, Rumble tossed upon Frenzy and the two laying there groaning.

“You know, you two are cute when you’re not running your intakes.” It was nothing more than a backhanded compliment, so why did your annoying chuckle make their sparks thrum?

* and you do it every time too, a sweet chuckle here, maybe a condescending coo at them there, you even kissed their cheeks after throwing them through trees! They are moving up in the world.

* Rumble is the first to even admit it, he likes you he likes you a lot. You’re calm when fighting but your sass makes him swoon. Even he will admit when you throw insults at Skywarp he’s laughing the loudest and piling on them, which usually gives you a chance to escape the situation. Also the first to (accidentally) defend you when any other con insults you.

 

    “Ay’ you watch yer intake, dweeb! Just cause ya got yer aft beat by a bot less than your size is a skill issue on your part!”

* somehow it completely goes over majority of the cons helms what he really meant by that, thinking it was more out of minimech solidarity. But no, Rumble is smitten, so much so he can barely even fight with you, he throws ever match he has with you because the second your servos are on him he’s blushing and melting, even when you throw him into a cliff side he’s still love struck.

* He tries though! He wants to make it look believable, he wants to look cool for you and strong that he can’t be pushed around, and oh wow you’re glaring at him fiercely wow you’re really handsome and pretty-oh and there he goes, right into the ground.

* Rumble is a mess, he thinks he looks so cool when he yells out “Looking for trouble? Well look no further, cause here comes Rumble!” And is decked in an instant.

* He tries a few pick up lines when your fists cross paths, but he stumbles over his words and mixes up the order of them, but at least it gets a laugh out of you, so that’s a win for him!

* Frenzy is the exact opposite, when your fist collides with his face busting his dermas and his nose, he’s looking back at you with a wild gleam from his visor, and a dangerous sounding scratch from rewinding his tape, and in a flash he’s on you. He wants you to beat him, he wants you to fight him, he wants both of you to prove yourselves here and now! It’s only once you finally pin him, straddled on top of him, both of you ex-venting harshly and covered in spilt energon, does he pause for a moment, wondering if this is what those humans meant by angels as you look divine above him.

* “C’mon, you can hit harder than ‘dat! Yeah, yeah that’s it, give me all you got, doll!”

* Once he realizes his spark is thrumming loudly, he will ruin it by wriggling his servos free just to grab your hips with a smug smirk.

    

  “Lookin’ good like this, you ain’t too bad for an autonoob.”

You swear he is drooling, but you weren’t sticking around to find out.

* The two minicons make it their mission to find you in every battle, both just needing to see you! But it makes it easier to clock their little crush on you, the first to notice is Eject, he saw you off in the distance across the battlefield with Frenzy on your tail and Rumble ready to jump you from your blind spot, and he wasn’t about to let that happen. Once close enough he could hear them.

“What happened to all ‘dat fire you had? Ya know, yer’ kinda cute like ‘dis.”

“Frag off, let me go!”

“Easy, we ain’t gonna hurt ya’.”

Their tones were soft, bordering gentle for them, playful, as if talking to someone close and not the enemy, and oh Eject was NOT going to let that fly!

* Once you were freed from being pinned, Eject did not hesitate reporting back to Blaster, the larger mech already treating his cassettes as if his own sparklings despite working under him, the moment he heard of Eject’s findings he was already picking you up and making sure you were safe, even going as far as to take you to the medbay to ensure no trackers or anything was planted on you.

* When you got the clear, Blaster informed your brothers you were to never be alone with those menaces, they clearly took fighting a different way than intended and he was not risking anyone’s spark and safety because of them.

*

Frenzy and Rumble rant to each other about it too, “it’s always some loser comin’ in and keepin’ ‘em from us!” 

“Ta the scrap yard with ‘em! Those bozos keepin’ our sweetspark on a tighter leash just aint fair.”

* everytime they get close to you, Ramhorn plows right into them, or Steeljaw jumps in front of you, hissing wildly and taking bites out of them. But Rumble and Frenzy would much rather those two than Rewind and Eject, once those two get in the way it goes from a basic fight to an all out brawl as your fellow minibots are just as protective over you as Blaster is, and they make it known quickly the two minicons aren’t welcomed near you. It's the worst the two cons have ever ended up injured, but even as Soundwave frets over them, they look more determined than ever to win your spark.

* Even if you are on the enemy side, there is just a pull they feel for you, something about you just keeps dragging them to you, they can’t seem to let go of these festering feelings for you. It becomes clear something is up with them with how bad they are at hiding stuff, but Soundwave doesn’t have time to question them yet.

* It’s the same song and dance, until after one battle a prisoner is brought back to the Decepticon base, you. Seeing you being dangled by your pede, held up but a laughing Starscream nearly makes them rage, but they can’t, for once they feel stuck as they watch you thrash and spew curses at the laughing seeker.

* In that moment you were a prisoner, a bargaining chip to be used against the autobots. Tossed into a holding cell until Megatron was finished with his debriefing with Soundwave and Shockwave. With one look to each other, they knew what they needed to do.

“Great, it’s you two. Visiting hours are over.” You groan out, trying to remain strong as you narrowed your optics at them.

Rumble stands by the door frame leading outside, peering around the corner to make sure the coast was clear just before closing the door. You watch, expression slowly growing more confused as Frenzy opens your cell door and the two minicons rush to your side. You squeak as Frenzy manhandles you forward, showing more of your back and exposing your cuffed servos to Rumble.

“H-hey, what are you doing?”

“Hush,” Frenzy starts, “we’re gettin’ you outta here.”

You blink behind your visor, staring dumbly at the red and black minicon.

“You’re…helping me?”

“Well, tryin’, stupid slaggin’ stasis cuffs always a pain and for what?” Rumble grumbles under his breath.

You can’t stop the soft laugh that leaves you, enjoying his suffering just a little, until all three of you perked up at the sound of the cuffs unlocking and dropping to the floor below. Frenzy lets go of you, no longer needing to balance you, but offers a servo to help you up, which you hesitate in taking, but do so anywhere.

“Why are you two helping me?”

Rumble chokes on nothing, swifty looking away from you even if his cheeks flush a dark blue.

“A-ain’t fer nothin’! Don’t even worry about it, yer thinkin’ too hard about it.”

“Yeah, what this dork said. But stop talkin’ and start movin’ sweetspark!” Frenzy grabs your arm and yanks you along, making you stumble behind him with Rumble trailing right after you.

“Hey, hey! Easy with ‘em.”

“Either ‘dat or we stick around and get caught.”

You can’t fathom why they are helping you escape, you don’t understand what benefit this would give them when one slip up could lead to them getting in trouble, but you are grateful even if you are a little suspicious of them.

You reach blindly behind you, grabbing Rumble’s servo, and pull your arm back to hold Frenzy’s sero, giving both of them a gentle squeeze in a silent ‘thank you.’

Not even seeing the deep blush on Frenzy’s face plate as he scowls, or the fanning motion Rumble gives himself as his internal fans kick on and his frame slowly becomes covered in coolant out of nerves.

You feel bad for leaving when you three finally make it to the edge of the con base, where you can see Autobots slowly coming closer. Your commlink ringing to life as Blaster has been trying to comm you for ages now, but thanks to the cons base you never got them.

Looking back at the two minicons who are ushering you to go before it’s too late, you offer them a soft smile.

“Thank you both, I really owe you one after this.”

“Howzabout a date then?” Frenzy purrs, laughs at the shocked look on your (and Rumbles) face plate.

“A-a date?”

“Don’t listen to him! You ain’t gotta, Frenz here is just a-“

“What am I, huh? Go on, spit it out, you coward!”

The two begin to argue, getting in each other’s faces with so many swears you didn’t think half of them existed until then, but you can’t help but laugh, they are so oddly cute? So pathetic but it’s endearing? Your laugh catches them off guard, making them stop in their fighting.

“Ya know, maybe I will accept that date, if you can beat me next time we fight, that is.”

You’re rushing off and answering your comm before they can answer, leaving them dumbstruck and intakes agap. Slowly they look at each other before holding servos and shierking that it actually worked???? Hello???? Oh my primus they have made it in life????

* Blaster sobs that you’re alive and okay the second you answer your commlink, and the moment you are in his sights the larger bot is over you, picking you up with great care while your brothers pop up from his chassis and each of them checking on you.

* You’re fine, more than fine! But maybe you shouldn’t tell them that, you don’t think they’d be very pleased to hear you’ve fallen in love with the enemy, two of them in fact, and both the minicons to your boss’s rival.

*  But you can dream, can’t you? Your spark thrums when you see the two next, it’s hard not to when they look so excited at the sight of you. You have to bite back a chuckle watching them fight each other or trip over themselves to get to you first.

* These simps will do anything and everything for your attention, dont test that.

[luludeluluramblings]

Conner Kent's Obsession with Smalltown!Reader

A/N: I saw a few people liking the Superfam stuff and finally went nuts attempting this Conner bit. I tried. I tried so hard. I added dialogue. I'm used to the YJ Conner, but this is my attempt at Comic Conner. If he's OOC, oops. Yeet. (I attempted to research, I swear.) Might edit this some later.

A/N: I write Reader with an accent. One, cause that's how I talk. Two, cause I like it like 'dat.

A/N: I'm also almost done with Part Seven, but I'm adding dialogue to that too to make the breaking point a tad bit more impactful. I've never really written dialogue before.

Warnings: Slight Yandere themes. Romantic Yandere. (Very subtle.)

Conner’s run-ins with Reader always seemed to piss Tim off. Especially after Tim started researching into Reader. He would occasionally always beg Tim to invite Reader to hang out. And, he would find himself rejected every single time. Before it was probably due to Tim being dramatic. Now, he certain of this, it's because Tim dramatic and jealous overprotective.

On other occasions, he'd just by pass Tim, leaving him to his cases (and creeping) so hecould sneak and bother reader. They’re kinda cute, in his opinion. Of course they call him a big city boy and said he clearly lived off of his daddy’s money. Which was only kind of wrong. But, they way they said it made his a trail of heat crawl down his spine.

After some time had passed, he knew that Tim and the other members of the family were suspicious about him coming to the manor so much. He never tried to hide his reasons There was no point in hiding behind weak excuses. He respected the Bats too much to even think he could fool them. Plus, lying to the Bats was a good way to get stabbed with a kryptonite knife. Even though they had made it pretty clear that they disapproved of him coming around so often, He was still going to keep visiting. Could they really blame him? It wasn’t his fault he was enamored so easily. 

He kept his distance just a bit. Like he was silently (commanded) requested. He could tell he made the newest addition to the family a bit uncomfortable. And, he understood. The clone thing was kinda freaky after all.

Well, at first he had assumed it was because he was a clone. That would make any normal person feel a bit weird. But, then he heard them keep call him that nickname. City boy. The way it rolled off their tongue and how often it was said was clearly a sign. They weren’t bothered by the clone thing. They just didn’t like his personality. He could fix that. That wasn’t that hard. He was adaptable.

So when he approached them again, for the million time, he tried to play up the cool and collected act. Going as far as to emulate the Batman. Which, surprising made the ice break. When they laughed at him.

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"No, seriously why are you acting like that?" You're still giggling at how hard he was trying to play up the serious act. Cause that's all it was. You don't doubt he could genuinely be serious for a moment, but this wasn't one of those moments.

"I'm just letting you see a different side of me, is all." Conner replies, trying to keep it up even though he had been quickly caught.

"You mean the imaginary side, city boy? I didn't realize you liked to play pretend." Another teasing snort. God, how you needed that laugh.

"I'm not pretending."

"Yeah, you are."

"No, I'm not."

"Yeah."

"No."

"Yes, you are. Don't be lyin' to me now. Or, Imma start gettin' upset."

"Okay, okay... How could you tell?" He conceded after a moment. The way he scratched the back of his head suited him much more than that little Oscar performance he was putting on a few seconds prior.

"I'm observant." Comes the mock arrogant reply. It was hard to give him a cold shoulder when he just made you laugh so genuinely in the last few weeks.

"Oh, look who's playing pretend now." The snark on his tongue doesn't have any heat, but it does bring you some relief. A bit of much needed normalcy.

Maybe it's the fact that the loneliness has slowly crawled into your chest and burrowed it's self deep in that hollow part of you, but it's easy to let your guard down around him for once. You had noticed his efforts to get to know you before, and maybe you let those preconceived notions cloud your little head. But, there was no need for them anymore. The twinge of glee he sparked was enough to burn them away and make you pause before you would rebuild those walls of yours.

"Are you saying I'm not observant?"

"Yep."

"The audacity!" The outrage nothing more than a sham. A simple way to fill the air between them. Cause even if the talk was small, just the hint of it filled something in you. That didn't make your curiosity fade, however. "But, seriously, why are you impersonating Bruce? And in his own house, no less."

The brief silence that washes over you both has you already regretting this. Had it really so long since you've had a proper conversation that you were this out of practice?

When he finally speaks again, it is gives you relief and more regret.

"I just wanted to finally get your attention."

Well, doesn't that make you finally fit in with the rest of your family?

Your tongue brushes over your teeth in an attempt to get the lead coating that made your words weigh heavy in your mouth off of it.

"I'm sorry, Conner. I- I've been smallminded haven’t I?"

"No, I get it. The whole clone thing is freaky." He starts, a light flush on his cheeks. He wasn't expecting an apology, and especially one so soon and so heartfelt.

"Oh, yeah, that... Really it didn't have anything to do with it. I kinda just thought you were a typical concrete jungle flirt. Momma warned me about men like you." You try to hide your sheepishness by adding humor to your voice, praying he catches your sincerity under all the different layers.

He catches something, judging by the beaming smile Conner gives you.

"Really? I had hoped it wasn't, ya know, that."

"Nah, nah. It wasn't. Still, I am sorry." You assume silence is about to befall the pair of you again, but he doesn't let it happen.

"My family owns a farm out in Kansas, you know?" The cheeky grin on his face screams that he's going to be getting his revenge in the form of mild bullying.

"No!" The resounding smack of your palm hitting your forehead nearly echoes in the halls. "I feel even worse now."

"So much for being observant, little detective."

"I never claimed to be no detective. But, I might be more... oblivious then I initially implied..."

Now, it's Conner's turn to guffaw at you.

"The audacity."

"Don't you throw my words back at my. I can't handle it." You can't help by click your tongue. There's hardly any annoyance from your words. "I really misjudged you."

"It's fine! I figured you might still be adjusting to Gotham and the whole Wayne lifestyle. Tim mentioned you're from a pretty small town when I started bugging him about you." He's clearly playing up the charm, but you let it work on you.

"More like I'm still suffering from culture shock." Slowly, you can feel this conversation starting to shift to something deeper than surface level. Things that haven't been allowed into the open air start to ripple underneath.

And, he takes that chance to draw it out.

"Still?" Empathy mixing into his tone. Those icy blue eyes looking incredibly warm. You'd never really taken the time to look at him. Sure, you knew he was attractive. Hell, everyone that seemed to show up at the manor was attractive. But, now you were finally looking at him. Too focused were you in taking in his appearance for the first time, that you completely missed the way those eyes shined with opportunity and desperate want.

"Yeah, still. It's... different."

"Different as in the food's a little weird or different as in the people are a little weird?"

"It's all a little weird, and it's... kinda... lonely?" You can't help the wince. You really don't wanna trauma dump on someone who you had initially misjudged. He didn't deserve that.

But, as he moves closer you can't help it. That desolate part of you longing for comfort when you haven't had it in such a long time and the way he's giving you all this undivided attention when you can barely catch Alfred in the halls these days fills that acute craving in your gut.

"Lonely?" God, the concern in his voice doesn't make you want to cry, but it does make you want to choke

"I... I think it's not here that's different. I think it's me that's too different." The way he sucks a breath in after the words leave your mouth makes you want to backtrack immediately. "I'm so sorry. God damn, am I mess right now."

"No. No. No. You are fine." The reassuring words oddly sound more like a purr, but they capture your attention all the same. "I get it. I really really do."

Why does he have to give you such a disarming smile. He's practically beaming at you now. There's a festering tension blooming around them like spores.

"You are really not helping me fell less like a jerk to you now." The click of your tongue attempting to defuse the budding blooms.

"Hey, if you're feeling guilt... you could, maybe... let me take you out for dinner sometime? Just to make it up to me."

After a stunned moment of thought, you finally find the words to reply.

" Honestly, I'd-"

"CONNER!" Tim's sudden interruption sends the words crawling back down your throat.

"Tim." He calls back in a cool greeting, but he strangely doesn't step back from you. Which is nice. You haven't had anyone close to you other than Dick and a few of your remaining friends at Gotham Academy. And Damian, Cassandra, and Duke get a bit huffy, or in Damian's case murdery, when they are within an arms reach of you.

"Sorry, am I interrupting anything? Conner and I had plans for the day." Tim's pleasant voice sends a wave of unease over you. He's not staring at you when he speaks. Just Conner. It's annoying how he's ignoring you despite you being right. In. Front. Of. Him.

But, then he does finally look at you and his dark grey eyes soften ever so slightly. You're not too mad. Clearly he's exhausted, judging by the bruises under his eyes. There's still a slight reflection in them as he's gaze meets yours, despite how dry the appear. Probably from looking at a computer too much.

"You really shouldn't bother with this guy. He's not worth it." The words are clearly meant to be joking. Casual banter between two close friends. But, you can't help thinking they come off a bit strong.

Conner seems to bristle at them, but he does brush them off.

"That's right, we are hanging out today. Can you blame me for getting distracted, though?" That cocky smirk of his is back, and he actually touches your shoulder. It makes you feels warm, but like a prize at the same time.

All Tim seems to do in response is twitch, but giving nothing away. His grey eyes going steely as they drift to Conner's hand.

When the moment finally passes, Conner lets his hand fall. You can feel it grazing down your back as he pulls away. Slow, like he's trying to strike a match and light something inside you.

"I'll see you later, sweetheart. Just think about my offer and get back to me on it!" Conner calls out as Tim storms behind him. Both heading in the direction of the library.

☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️☁️

As soon as their in the Batcave, Conner can tell he probably pushed it too far. Not that he has any regrets. He finally got somewhere and confirmed all of his previous theories about Reader. They were so adorable apologizing to him, and so deliciously sweet about it too.

He should've realized Tim was watching them, though. Dude was a creep. He maybe his best friend, but he's still a damn creep.

As expected, the rest of the family is also giving him the patented Bat-glare when he sees them. But, as he stated, he has no regrets. He's not stupid enough to stick around, though. He saw Jason loading a suspicious looking green bullet into the chamber of his gun. And, while he knows Tim wouldn't kill him, he's not so sure about the rest of them.

He's confirmed what he's wanted, what he's already suspected. They're absolutely perfect for him and ripe and raw.

[contract-crawdad]

Look Outside Pacifism Concepts: Part 3

It's time for the taxidermy menagerie!

Little Helpers (Wirecutter, Needles, and Scissors)

During battle, tossing any kind of animal product to one of Taxidermy’s little helpers will cause them to snatch it up in delight, immediately ending combat. This includes obvious things like hamburger or raw pork but also extends to anything made out of leather or wool.

It seems hard at work performing taxidermy on your gift, working its viciously sharp parts in a blur of determined motion. If it notices your continued presence, it gives no indication.

Giving all of them an offering and then returning on day 14 will show the results of their work: a vaguely humanoid taxidermy figure made entirely out of the cobbled together bits you gave them.

Crow

Using pretty much any healing food in Crow’s room will cause the birds to be whipped up into a frenzy once you start the battle.

“Ah for da love a- look whatcha did! With your gotdamn snacks! Ya got em all woiked up… ahhh fuggetaboutit. Dey don’t fight woith a crap when dey’re like dis.”

You can either continue to fight Crow, who will have a heavy accuracy debuff for the rest of the battle or flee from the fight with a guaranteed success rate. At which point, Crow will not re-engage and can be spoken to.

“Dis handsome mug o’ mine? It’s all thanks to da boss! He’s great. On da one hand, he did murderize me, and I gotta say dat dat wasn’t fun. But on da otha hand, he patched me up afterwoids. Even gave me all dese boids for free. Dat’s da boss for ya… all considerate-like!”

Crow will then peacefully wander the room and is willing to trade you a Bundle of Feathers in exchange for food items to appease his birds (can only be done once per day).

Bundle of Feathers: a clump of molted bird parts. The wings still flap and the beaks still open and close. Can be used in battle to draw an enemy's attack but is too flimsy to stand up to more than one instance of damage. Inflicts disease on the enemy that breaks it.

Crocodile

If you begin the battle with Joel in your party, Crocodile will exclaim:

“Hey, little guy, the one with the teeth! Can I borrow some? Just a few molars.”

Using any of Joel's offensive teeth skills at this this point immediately ends the combat. Croc wanders about the room aimlessly and can be spoken to.

“Thanks pal. You’re a lifesaver, my reptile side loses teeth faster than I can grow them back. I’ll have my roomie stitch these onto me later. He's not a bad guy, really. Just devoted to his craft, you know?”

He then gives you an IOU note. It serves no purpose.

Limbs

If you’re missing either arm when you fight Limbs, the combat music quickly dies down and goes silent before either party can attack.

“…Oh! My mistake, it looks like dad already took the parts he wanted from you, so... ah... I guess we're cool? I’m, uhhh, not really used to having guests… want some gum? I’ve got gum.”

If you respond with ‘yes’, they will give you one stick of gum for each member of your party, causing combat to end.

“Don’t tell the others, it’d make me feel so weird if they knew, but… I don’t think I was ever a person. I’m just the spare parts dad had laying around, you know? Ah, that’s better. I had to tell somebody, just to get it off chest…s.”

Tiger

It seems the tiger is the one in control. Literally just a confused and scared animal that will not pursue you so long as you don’t get within two tile’s worth of distance and don't smell too badly.

Taxidermy

If you equip a single character with EVERY piece of the ‘leather’ set, instead of roaming hostilely, Taxidermy will be stationary and blocking the exit when you attempt to leave.

“Could it be…? Could you be another connoisseur of the leather arts? You recognize quality craftsmanship. You wear it well.”

At this point, they will allow you to ask a few questions.

> Who did you used to be?

"An amateur. A blind pedant. An insect, unaware of even my own ignorance."

> What did you do to all these people?

"Yes! Yes!! That is exactly the question I want my work to evoke in an observer! Oh, that is very validating to hear. Thank you."

> Can I help you or them in any way?

"An artist wants for naught but two things: recognition, and... materials."

> ...Are you going to make me into 'art' too?

"Excited by the possibility, eh? I must admit, I'm thinking about it."

Once you attempt to say goodbye, Taxidermy cuts you off. There’s only one way to really tell whether you're a fan or just a thief: a quiz, of course! About their various creations.

Each question has one correct answer accompanied by two wrong answers, as well as one blatantly incorrect and very rude answer. The exception is the final question, which has no wrong answer (aside from 'Your mother.').

“What did you use to unlock my private display? I hope you appreciated the detail work; it took hours stitching actual hairs into the scalp, and even longer to find a brain that fit inside…”

> A jar.

> A taxidermy dog.

> A beautiful recreation of a human head.

> A cheap Halloween decoration.

“Which creation lacks a brain? I was as surprised as they were when they came to life.”

> Limbs

> Crocodile

> Crow

> You

“How many eyes does Crocodile have? Surely you counted each masterfully preserved eyeball.”

> One

> Three

> None

> Those were supposed to be eyes?

“How many beautiful animals decorate my foyer? Minus, of course, the ones you took.”

> Seven

> Two

> (Correct answer, varies)

> Just one, and that's only if you count me.

“…Which of my creations is your favorite?”

> Crow

> Crocodile

> Limbs

> Tiger

> Your mother.

Answering incorrectly twice chases Taxidermy to fight you as normal. But choosing the purposely rude option even once causes them to immediately attack you out of fury. They’re crying, enraged, and blinded for the first three turns of combat. Additionally, they're backed up by two random creations.

Answering correctly at least three times causes Taxidermy to relent.

“As certain as I am that you would make a superb pair of jeans, it would not be right to turn my biggest fan into art.”

They will then move aside, freeing up the exit and offering to create an 'even better' version of any non-leather piece of leather gear... but only one, and it takes an entire day to complete. The resulting equipment has +5 defense, +5 ballistic defense, and +5% bonus to max HP on top of its original stats.

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And that concludes the residents of apartment 30! I wanted to get to the frozen folks in apartment 34 in this post as well, but things just went too long, both lengthwise and timewise! They'll be the next one, and they're even mostly finished (I swear)!

Part 1

Part 2

Part 4

Part 5

[rissouu]

Can you do a story with plugony about him and his gf doing a drop off together because she begged to be there with him and one of his female clients start to flirt with her right in front of him and what his reaction would be ?

I. GOT. YOU. LET. ME. COOK.

you sat quietly in the passenger seat as ony went back and forth with some girl through the window. earlier, you had begged him to let you ride around with him to make drops and surprisingly he let you.

usually the overprotective man would say ‘no, i don’t want you around all `dat’ but he wanted to be in your presence right now, so fuck it.

you casually scrolled through your phone— not paying the two any mind. ony was a popular dealer so of course he’d have to deal with female clients as well, you didn’t mind it. but, they did get out of hand at times.

“c’mon bro you knew an eighth was gon’ be thirty, i been told you dat’.” ony was fed up with the annoying girl, she kept asking for him to lower the price. which he wasn’t going to since he let her know how much it was before hand, and she was okay with it.

now she was fucking with his time and his money, shit he never took lightly.

“onyyy don’t be like that.. maybe i can repay you in other ways?” she took one glance at you and cockily smiled, she knew what she was doing. her hands slipped through the car window in an attempt to touch his chest.. but before she could even do so the man slapped her hand away.

“oh this bitch got me-“ you leaned up from your seat—already preparing to whip some ass. evidently you didn’t want to cause ony to lose any clients but, oh fucking well. you weren’t going to let her disrespect you without retaliating, period.

as soon as you reached for the door ony locked it, placing his hand on your thigh in an attempt to cool you down.

“no ony cause she need her ass beat, ion know why she playing wit’ me!” one stern look and a rough squeeze to your thigh was all it took for you to hush. you were still heated of course but it wasn’t worth making your man upset, he didn’t like you fighting at all. you were too pretty for it, honestly.

“i got it mama, let daddy handle it. ight?” you reluctantly nodded before sitting back in your comfortable position. because if your man said he’d handle it, then he would.

ony chuckled lowly while grabbing his gun from the glove compartment, sitting it on the dashboard so that the girl would see it.

“you see my girl sitting right here dawg.. fuck is you playin’ for?” the girl watched him with nothing but pure fear in her eyes as he slowly picked up the gun— aiming it to her head.

“you played wit’ my time.. my money.. and my girl,” ony grinned before nodding his head towards you which took her attention off of him and onto you..

“ain’t she pretty?” instead of answering verbally the girl decided on a simple nod, and you couldn’t tell if she was being genuine or just scared for her life.

“fuck wit’ her again and you dead, now gimmie my thirty broke ass girl”

[sambirdyanim8]

Awww I love all of these. Still a bit perplexed about The Makeshift Man. I've been reading his dialogue in a western accent, kind of like Striker from Helluva Boss. When I got to to issue where He meets up with his brothers, I thought they he switched to some regal sounding accent when talking with them.

Hey, JoJo! What voice claims do you have for your characters?

Elvis has always been conceived of, from the beginning, as having the voice of Kristen Schaal. That lovely, high-pitched, raspy voice with little snorting laughs peppering her dialogue.

I've always imagined Grandmother Death as having the smooth, deep, sonorous and regal voice of Tony Jay.

The Makeshift Man himself is more difficult. He's supposed to have some kind of accent where you can't really place where he's from. I write his dialect as something like my own very American one, and I use American spellings in the lettering, but I think if you were gonna be able to hear him in, like, an animated or radio play adaptation or something like that, you'd need an actor who's mixing in some unexpected and maybe inconsistent pronunciations of different words. I don't know if that would actually work in practice, or if it would just sound insane. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

I don't have the same concept in mind for his brothers, though, who are all more secure in their identities. I know I had some particular actor's voice in my head for Raven while I was working on issue 6. I think it might have been Jeremy Irons.

[rabbitwitch2poems]

Story turned out a little different than I planned at the end but it all works out ^^ part 5 to the story based off a prompt by @ready-to-read7

        Danny was vibrating and he was pretty sure even the neighbors could hear the purr/hum coming from his core. Today was the day! He gets to meet all of moms cool hero friends! He only really learned the bare bones of this universe before choosing it, the heros, villains, side kicks, all those people fighting to help others; it's why Danny chose this universe in the first place! But he only really knew about five heros, there was the creepy hero of darkness Batman, (he was kinda worried about that man, but then again he had a fear of the dark before he became a halfa so that's probably why)

        

          He also knew about the zooming man called flash, the green lanterns, his momma, and last of all the one that is the most cause of his humming, the invincible superman! Danny always admired how someone from the stars grew up on earth and chose to be it's protector! Danny spent hours in his room at CWs haunt in the ghost realm watching the man in the red cape saving people, helping those who were suicidal, stopping disasters from harming others, stopping villains, and yet always having time for his family. Danny had to admit he was his second favorite after his mother that he admired the most. Also helps that superman was an alien from another planet, he had so many questions! 

          A gentle knock on his bedroom door followed by his mother entering with her classic smile, "you ready for breakfast my little one?" She asked chuckling at the child nodding quickly and zooming past her to get to the kitchen. Momma always made the best breakfast, she usually tried to keep him on a healthy diet with the occasional snack, but breakfasts were where she shined. Arranged in batches were small plates of fruit, yogurt, freshly baked bread, and glasses of milk and juice all encircling a plate with bread and some kind of food on top. 

       "That is called strapatsada, my own mother would make it for me in the mornings" she smiled after speaking as if remembering a good memory, "now eat up, once breakfast is finished we get prepared for our trip." 

     Young Danny loved the food, scarfing it down like someone who was lost out to sea for months before running to his bedroom to get dressed. By the time he exited his room his mother was also all dressed and ready. The drive didn't take long seeing as their home was just a couple blocks away from the main entrance, though Danny was confused as his mother drove into a small alleyway with a broken down looking telephone box (talk about ancient tech!) 

  "Okay my little warrior here is where we get to mommy's friends," his mother exclaimed causing Danny to be more confused. 

"Momma dats a wox," the child responded causing his mother to chuckle. 

"Oh my little one it's merely a disguise for the transporter that will take us up there," she said pointing at the sky.

It took Danny a second but once he realized what momma ment his eyes went wide as he started hopping in the car seat and trying to unlatch the buckles keeping him there causing his mother to laugh as she got out of the car and quickly moved to get Danny out of his seat.

     Upon a closer look the supposed transport was just a phone box... Almost completely glass with a metal frame and a phone with no receiver. Upon entering the small place momma entered a long string of numbers and a voice emanated from around them, "unknown person inhabiting transport pad, please leave and try again," his mother sighed deeply and looked down at Danny with a small smile then back up at the phone with a flat emotionless face.

"Wonder Woman 003 override, allow me and my child in immediately or I will turn you into a box of scrap," there was a small pause after his mother spoke, as if the voice was considering their options before responding, "authorized,  Wonder Woman 003, child alpha 9 001"

    A sudden white light engulfed them causing Danny to cling to his mom before suddenly they were walking through a large portal looking thing (a pang of fear echoed from deep in Danny's core though he can't remember why this object would cause such a feeling). Before him was a sight to behold, a large round table in the center of a giant room with glass walls showing the stars, moon, and earth (if Danny could die again he would have thought he died and went to the Elysian fields or his own personal haunt in the ghost zone). Technology of all kinds where everywhere and people were walking to and from places; most of them heros! 

     It seems that they interrupted a meeting in progress, Batman and Superman were standing up pointing at a large hologram floating from the center of the large table. Along the table sat The Flash, two green lanterns, two people dressed up to what Daniel thought looked like owls, a man who looked like he was wearing a fish with a trident and a long beard (the guy was buff and Danny wondered for a small second if wearing fish made you superhuman) and lastly a woman wearing a cool looking leather jacket. Of the group of superheroes only the flash wasn't currently gawking at Danny and his mother. This was rectified by the woman who looked like an owl grabbing Flash's head and forcefully turning it towards them. 

   "Ow.... Hey! I was asking bats a....why is wonder woman holding a baby!" Flash's jaw dropped to the table as superman flew up towards the unexpected visitors. 

   "Diana....uh... Care to explain?" Supes asked as Batman walked up behind him responding to Clark's question with one of his own, "you have not been gone long enough for that to happen naturally, so I assume you found the child?"

   Danny scrunched in on himself pushing his face into his mother's neck, he didn't like the man with pointy ears. His momma stood straight holding him close and gently parting his back as she glares at everyone. "I found him on the mission with Clark, he is my ward and my child, end of story" 

      Superman looked confused floating down to the floor and walking closer to the two, "..Diana... Are you saying that child was the orb you took?" Danny turned to look at the man in blue and red with awe waving slightly at him and giggled with joy when he smiled and waved back. His momma nodded as she watched the interaction, "yes the orb turned into Danny, he was most likely made by the gods and the fates deemed me worthy to be his mother" 

     You could hear a pin drop from the lack of noise that followed his mother saying those words, Superman looked worried, batman huffed, flash was too busy eating five granola bars at once to notice and the lady in the black leather jacket got up and walked over to them. Danny could feel the emotions this woman felt, fear, curiosity, worry, and one he couldn't place a word for. 

     "Are you shure that is a good idea wonder woman? A random baby appearing from a crystal could be something different than gods," the lady in the jacket said; his mother's grip tightened on Danny a little as she nodded, "gods or not he is my child now Canary, he has displayed gifts like many of us so I brought him here to introduce him to everyone." Canary, the one momma was talking to, nodded as Batman walked up closer and reached out for Danny causing the child to flinch.

    

      The reaction from his mother was almost instant, faster than most eyes could detect (except flash but he was currently coughing from food going down the wrong tube) Batman wrist was in his mother's hands and held far away from Danny. Everyone in the room was on their feet in an instant as his mother glared at the man in black, "you scare my child again Batman and I will break it," these words were followed by his mother flinging the man's arm away like a snake as Danny was carried over to the table and sat in his mothers lap. 

        It took a couple of minutes for everyone to calm back down, Batman's face was as still as a statue as Superman checked his wrists for any fractures as the woman dressed as a hawk and Canary asked his mother questions. Most were basics, how did she find him (he appeared from the crystal she found while taking stolen items from Lex,) how old is he, (his mother said from what she can tell he is now almost a year old), which Danny nodded smiling at the two across from them as they smiled back. 

      When Superman and Batman finally sat back down at the table the important questions were asked. 

      "What are these gifts you were speaking of Diana?" The man in blue and red asked giving a gentle smile to Danny (Danny could feel worry and kindness coming from the man which made him relax a little) 

      "So far he can fly a small amount and turn invisible but he says there are more that may appear," his mother responded to the question as everyone's eyes turned to Danny at her response

         "The little tyke can talk already?" The flash had finally finished eating and focused on danny who focused on him in turn. He almost got dizzy from the amount of emotions that were flying by from that man in all red. Danny didn't know how but something about the energy within those emotions felt...familiar, like a ghost he once met though he can't remember who. His mother looked down at him and patted his back, "like I said, he has many gifts from the gods, would you like to say hello little warrior?" 

       Danny was hesitant at first, everyone was staring at him, but like his momma has said before to him, a warrior never gives in to fear and works hard to fight it back, so with a deep breath Danny nodded and said, "h...hewwo... I am Danny, you all weer weird clofing like momma," this sentence to Danny's joy caused everyone around the table to start chuckling, even the scary Batman gave a small smile amusement circling his dark emotionless aura. 

       Superman smiled in return and nodded, "okay well we have a new topic of discusses which can be continued after the update, since you missed most of it wonder woman me and batman will start from the beginning." This caused a bunch of groans which made Danny giggle, adults and their need for time, Danny sat back against his mother settling in as the conversation switched to be about some bad men doing bad things, Danny was tired from all the emotional energy and events that slowly he drifted off to sleep, happy that he got to be in this world of heros, he couldn't wait till he was old enough to help momma fight bad guys. 

                                       *********************

       Danny yawned loudly as he stretched in his mother's lap his eyes slowly opening and adjusting to the bright light of the florescent lighting of the watchtower. Rubbing his eyes he looked around him, most of the heros were gone except for superman, batman, and the cool lady in the black jacket, Canary was what momma called her, must be a hero name the boy thought. 

       Superman was staring at him, batman seemed to be looking at his wrist for some reason, and Canary was smiling as she moved to a crouch besides him and momma. "Hi Danny, your mom updated us on everything, you sound like a smart kid from what Diana has told me, we all decided that since you came from a gem.." 

"Core" Danny interrupted her causing her to pause, "core?" She asked and Danny nodded, "issa core as far as the clockman told me." Confusion, from everyone, even momma, Danny scrunched in on himself, did he say too much? Are they going to take him away from momma? Danny sure hoped not or else he would cry. Momma seemed to sense this and kissed the top of his head, "no one will take you from me little one, you can tell us more when Constantine gets here." 

    Oh no... Danny recognized that name and not just from his time viewing this world through a screen. "What in the bloody hell did you do!" Danny sighed internally as he turned to meet the eyes of the British man who just arrived through the big round portals. Constantine stopped in his tracks staring back at Danny with wide eyes, terror/fear/ oh gods we are doomed/ and other splashes of emotions crossed Constantine's face before he coughed and pulled out a piece of paper drawing something on it. 

     "Constantine what are you..." Batman began his question but was quieted by a finger held up from the man in the trenchcoat who looked like he just came out of a sewer (Danny wouldn't be surprised and neither would Batman) after he finished drawing on the paper he walked briskly over to Danny and kneeld before holding the paper out to him, "I don't know what these fools did to get you here but seeing as I'm not a f....bloody fool,(Constantine substituted what he wanted to say after a glare from Danny's mother) here is a summoning sygil so your highness can contact me at any time," he stood up and pointed at Batman,

        "no blood tests till after he is a teenager," he said before looking at his momma, "best of luck princess, you got the whole world in your hands, mabey even the entire multiverse." With that he pulled out a lighter and carved a hole out of fire into the air before walking through. Danny looked around at everyone staring at him and sighed, he was hoping he wouldn't have to explain this so soon but now he had no real choice. He was about to say something when his mother's hand went over his mouth. 

       Pausing he looked up at his mother who, showing how cool she was, was calm even with this new information and was looking around at the three other heros, "we shall talk about this in a more private area, Bruce, how do you feel about showing my son your home?" Danny blinked up at momma, if she thought the scary man was the safer place he wouldn't say anything against it...just... Did this man live in a cave? Danny had a bad feeling he lived in a cave. 

[enwoso]

if you still need inspo, grumpy when the lionesses won the euros?

winner, winner | alessia russo x child!reader

was gonna post this on monday to get over sunday nights hurt but for some reason i didn’t? dunno if i really like this but one but it’s cute ig.

also im getting through my requests slowly but surely just as a heads up for anyone who may have requested something and it hasn’t been posted yet, i promise its in the works🙃

grumpy masterlist

"look tiny! there's mummy!" gio pointed out to the sideline where sure enough alessia was warming up, just about to be subbed into the match with her best friend ella around 55 minutes into the match.

you waving to her very enthusiastically, a wide grin on your face as alessia waved back as she had a similar smile on her face, blowing you a quick kiss before taking off her sub bib and taking her coat off readying herself to take the pitch.

you were sat just a little behind the dugout, it was the first time you were this close to the pitch, usually being up in a box where the players on the pitch would look incredibly small from up where you'd usually sit in wembley.

but nevertheless you were sitting proudly with your england shirt on russo on the back in big capital letters with of course non other than the number 23 splayed on your back. ear defenders sitting tightly on your head, keeping out the loud crowds which were chanting along.

allowing you to enjoy the match without getting upset that your ears were hurting from the loud screams. you didn't have the vaguest clue of what was going on, but you were happy to be surrounded by your family and especially watching your mummy play football. that was the most important thing and one of if not your favourite thing to watch.

the game carried on and you carried on chanting when you saw your uncles chant as well as cheering when you needed to.

until it happened.

the stadium erupted, the screams and cheers were so loud that some of the noise actually made its way through your ear defenders. all you could hear was your uncles and your grandparents screaming that they'd won.

you didn't know what they'd won, but you were happy nevertheless. maybe they'd won a chocolate bar, and then maybe mummy would be able to share some with you, in your mind that would be pretty cool if that was what happened cause whenever you did something good or won a small game at your football team mummy would get you a small chocolate bar for afterwards.

your mummy claiming it was a way to add some energy back into your body after running around for so long, you didn’t care the importance of it, you were getting a chocolate bar and that’s all that mattered.

but instead after the whistle blew, the girls didn't win a big chocolate bar as instead there was a stage being wheeled onto the middle of the pitch.

"what that for?" you asked pointing to the people who were bringing the stage up onto the pitch for the award ceremony.

"so that the girls and your mummy can get their medals!" luca beamed, as you sat confused now. "so they don't win any chocolate?" you asked innocently playing with the match program in your hand, a laugh coming from both luca and gio.

a frown appearing on your face, one for mummy not winning any chocolate but two for the fact your uncles were laughing and hadn't included you in the joke.

"tiny, they don't win chocolate. they'll get a shiny gold medal" gio says in between laughs at your cuteness, you pulling a face at the sound of a gold medal.

"dat sounds boring." you pulled an unamused look as gio and luca then try to explain to you the importance of the win today, but really it just flew in one ear and out the other as you caught the eye line of ella and georgia sending them a big wave and a grin, the two girls sending you an equally enthusiastic wave and grin.

"can i see mummy now?" you turned to your nonna who knew you were sitting on, the girls lining up to get their medals. waiting in the german team to finish up getting there's.

"she'll be over once they've done this part, i promise" carol smiled at you as you nodded, your nonna never broke a promise to you so your turned your attention back to the pitch. as you waited patiently, watching each girl go up onto the stage and shake the line of hands of people that apparently were very important before the medal was placed around their necks.

and your nonna stuck to her promise, as soon as the trophy was lifted and the fireworks and confetti came shooting into the air as well as the photos had been took with the trophy. alessia was jogging over, medal around her neck in your direction.

"mummy!" you cheered as she reached the barrier, hugging her brothers and parents before your basically jumped into her arms.

"look!" mummy showed you her medal and it was just like the one your uncles had just been describing to you, shiny and gold with a purple ribbon. you giggling at yourself and the funny faces which you could see of yourself in the medal.

"see it's not so boring is it!" gio pointed out as you shook you head still making funny faces which were all distorted in the shininess of the medal.

"do you want to wear it?" your mummy asked, one hand on the purple hand that was around her neck as you nodded, alessia quickly taking the medal off and placing the heavy medal around your neck.

a big smile appearing on your face as you were still surrounded by your family. "oh let me take a photo!" carol got out quickly, getting her phone from her pocket and taking a few photos of your mummy and you with the medal.

you sat in your mummy's arms as she spoke to carol, telling her that you would see them soon as mummy walked to into the center of the pitch where all the confetti was and the rest of the team.

"mummy?"

"yes baby" she smiled at you as you had a small look of confusion on your face, "is this what you won?" you asked holding up the medal in your hand, the gold plated medal already being bigger than your hand.

"yep, it's pretty cool isn't it" mummy said with the same smile that had not left her face all day, you nodding in agreement.

"but do you not win any chocolate cause gio said you wouldn't" you frowned a little, you thought that a big chocolate fountain would be cool, plus when you won a little tournament mummy would always buy you chocolate bar as a reward.

"oh lovie, we won a big trophy i'll show you it later. but if you want chocolate there'll be plenty at the after party i'm sure i can get you some" mummy explained as your frown turned into a small smile as you approached the other girls on the pitch.

you mood perking back up, you were getting your chocolate reward and you'd been given your mummy's cool medal so life right now was pretty cool.

"TINY!" ella yelled for you, as alessia placed you on the ground as you ran towards her.

"oo that's a cool medal you've got!" ella held up the medal inspecting it as if it wasn't the same gold medal that hung around her neck, you nodding "it's not mine, it's mummy's!" you cleared up as ella gasped in disbelief.

"your telling me that they didn't get our biggest player a medal?" ella asked her voice over exaggerated as you shook your head, the medal still hanging around your neck.

"no, but mummy said she'll get me some chocolate afterwards" you smiled, you weren't letting the chocolate be forgotten about by anyone.

"oh, well that's way better than a silly medal!" ella scoffed playfully as you nodded enthusiastically as you both began to list off your favourite chocolate.

alessia being left to do a small few interview with reporters on the pitch before going around and congratulating some of her teammates she hadn't seen after the final whistle due to running straight to where you were after the whistle.

you and ella found your own fun though, roping mary in to join as you began to have a confetti fight. ella trying to show your how to slide on your knees although you weren't the best at it as you wouldn't have the best run up and instead face plant the pitch, you confidently saying it didn't hurt - although the small red scuffs on your knees said differently.

"mummy look at me" you giggled as you were covered in silver and gold confetti. it sticking in your hair and on your cheeks.

a warm smile came from alessia as she crouched down to your height, "how has that happened?" she asked with a small laugh. she knowing exactly how it happened after watching you play with ella and mary in the confetti but never the less loved hearing your side of the story.

"me and mary were rolling around, like this!" you yelled over the loud noise that was still in the stadium, pulling your mummy over to the ground where the confetti was, you beginning to roll around just like you'd done with mary and ella a few minutes ago, the confetti sticking to your face and clothes.

"you do it mummy!" you sat up for a minute begging mummy to join you as she watched on, mummy looking unsure.

"go on less have some fun with the little one!" mary urged as she joined you in the fun of throwing and rolling around in the confetti. alessia huffing playfully before joining the two of you.

a moment alessia would cherish for the rest of her life, a moment where the camera didn't matter, a moment where she was in her own little bubble making memories with you and her friends.

a moment that would never and could never be forgotten.

[cxvii666]

“who's that? what's that?”

feat. hanta s. & fem!plug reader

“house party on a cold night, i got goosebumps but it's alright.”

wc: 1.2k

part of the: why's this dealer?! taking the piss!! - extended play

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it’s a few days later, and hanta's still trying to wrap his head around how the hell denki pulled this off.

they're at the bus shelter down the road from mina's flat. it's almost identical to the one from a few days ago — same crack in the pavement, same slightly busted bench that feels just a little too hard, like it was made for someone much taller than either of them, same cigarette butts scattered around like confetti.

hanta sero 's squatting on floor, back resting against the plastic screen, rolling a cig. he's half paying attention to the weather (which, of course, is cold and wet and annoying), and half paying attention to denki. the guy is bouncing around, looking as annoyingly chipper as usual. as if everything isn’t one giant cluster of "what the fuck?"

“so,” denki grins his stupid little smile, and he says in a puff of kiwi guava passion-fruit, “i was thinking, why don’t we invite her to mina's party? she'd totally be down, right?”

hanta squints at him as he fishes through his hoodie for a lighter. “who?”

denki looks at him like he’s the idiot. “her, man. you know, her.” and he points vaguely toward the horizon, as if the answer is self-evident.

hanta raises an eyebrow, finally putting two and two together. “wait, you mean—oh, fuck off, you’re seriously gonna call her? right now?”

“oh, totally. she said she was free.” denki's already pulling out his phone, face glowing with that stupid confident smugness that he always seems to have, and an “i'm about to make this happen~" expression that hanta can’t stand. “trust me, she’ll come.”

hanta squints up at his friend. “you are not calling her right now, you know that, right?”

but it’s already too late, denki is cheesing, phone to ear shushing hanta as the ringing stops and the line clicks, he swaggers off behind the bus stop with a "hey baby, watchu up tonight?"

hanta knocks his head back and sighs, sparking up his cigarette and plotting how tf hes gonna killl his bestfriend and come up with a believable cover story.

within seconds, hanta’s phone buzzes. the screen lights up with a text from denki to the group chat. "yo, I just invited my friend to da partyyy. Hope dats cool :3"

mina replies instantly with a "of courseeeeee !!!!!" as hanta scrambles off the ground after his friend. “you didn’t.”

“oh, I did.” denki winks, walking backwards and narrowly dodging a telephone pole in the middle of the sidewalk, practically vibrating with excitement.

hanta groans maybe he can get bakugou to help him hide the body. denki's or his own, he's not sure yet.

by the time the party rolls around, hanta’s not sure what’s worse: that he’s actually looking forward to it, or that denki’s probably masterminded half of it. he rolls up to the venue, mina's cramped, barely-lit apartment on the edge of campus, and immediately regrets every decision that led him here.

the front door is cracked open, the sounds of music and voices spilling out into the street like it’s some kind of wild circus. the familiar smell of weed hits him even before he steps inside, thick and pungent, mixing with cheap beer, cologne and the faintest hint of sweat. he steps through the door, practically getting knocked over by the surge of people.

and there you are.

hanta spots you immediately, even though there’s a sea of bodies moving around. you’re laughing at something kirishima just said (or maybe it’s bakugou, hanta’s not sure — both of them are too loud and too obnoxious, for some reason the angry blonde turns into the biggest joker when there are pretty girls around), your eyes sparkling in the dim, red-tinted light of the apartment. you’ve got your hood up over your head, and your smile is infectious in a way that makes his chest feel tight.

he tries to shake it off, but damn it, you’re pretty, and it’s only getting worse the longer he stands there, trying to be cool about it.

as if on cue, denki spots him across the room, waving him over like the over-enthusiastic piece of shit he is. “ayo- hanta, over here man."

hanta makes his way over to where denki and the others are, but his eyes keep flicking toward you. you notice him, and a little smile quirks up on your lips. his heart skips a beat.

“yo,” you say with a nod when he gets closer, that same lazy, sleepy tone from the other night, but this time, it’s mixed with an easy confidence that hanta can’t quite place. “so, you actually showed up.”

“uh, yeah,” hanta scratches the back of his neck awkwardly, already regretting how much he’s suddenly aware of your presence. “thought i’d make the trip out since... well, y'know, denks 'n mina insisted.”

you laugh, that same sound that makes his stomach flip. “yeah, he’s kind of like that.”

denki leans over your shoulder up at hanta, grinning like a maniac. “told you I was good for it, right? knew she'd be down to hang out.”

“yeah, you don't shut up either,” hanta mutters, but there’s a smile tugging at his lips because, damn it, denki makes a noise of offence and your eyes just twinkle at him.

hours later, hanta’s pretty sure he's had way too much to drink — not that he’s complaining. it’s the usual party chaos. kirishima’s in the middle of a heated game of flip cup with bakugou, mina’s in the corner making everyone laugh with a story about some dumb thing that happened at work, and denki’s doing whatever denki does when he’s had too much to drink: embarrassing himself by feeling up on evryone art the function.

but through it all, hanta keeps finding himself glancing at you.

you’re sitting on the couch now, chatting with mina, your legs tucked under you, looking so... effortlessly cool and at ease with the world. it’s honestly getting kind of ridiculous how much his brain is fixated on you.

denki, of course, notices this, the little shit. he sidles up next to hanta, clinking his bottle against his, and waggles his eyebrows. “yo, bro. what’s up w'th you and my girl?”

hanta nearly chokes on his drink. “what? your girl?”

“yeah, come on,” denki teases, clearly enjoying this way too much, entwining his free hand around hanta shoulders and slowly moving their bodies close to where you're sat . “i’m not blind. you’re totally into her.”

“no, i—” hanta stumbles over his words, trying to act nonchalant about it. “no, i’m not. i just—she’s cool, that’s all. and you set this up.”

denki’s grin widens into a full-on smirk bringing his face so close to hanta that their noses are practically touching before mock-whispering. “i told you she was your type, didn’t i?”

“you’re unbelievable,” hanta mutters, pushing his friends face away from his own with the palm of his hand, but he’s not even mad. he knows denki well enough to know he’s not wrong.

across the room, you catch hanta’s eye again, and this time, you wave him over with that easy, relaxed smile of yours. his heart stutters in his chest, and before he knows it, he’s making his way over, ignoring denki’s victorious little cackle from behind him.

the night goes on, the music getting louder, the drinks flowing a little too freely, and the crowd growing more chaotic by the minute. but hanta doesn’t care. because when you look at him again, when you laugh and pull him into a conversation about some random thing — about denki, the stupid party, everything — was definitely worth it.

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[lilsocksiswriting]

You are secretly an OF creator and your best friend's older brother is one of your top fans.

Note: no beta, and I'm dyslexic sooooo  

Yuji: Yeah that’s fine! My brother is home . he can let ya in!

That was right. Yuji was a twin. That’s what people say right? The Itadori twins.  But you’ve never seen Sukuna around campus? Mabey he went to trade school or chose to not do the whole grad school thing.  Yuji talks about how he’s a good cook so mabey that’s what he does?

The man who answers the door can in no way be Yuji’s twin. 

He’s fucking massive!

Sukuna is a good two heads taller than you, hell mabey three since you were wearing platforms today.   And he is covered in tattoos. Thick black bands circle his upper arm and wrist. Shap lies that frame his face.  He’s giving major bad guy vibes with the glare like your soem nuisances benight him and that eye patch.  Really the only thing tha this man and Yuji have in common is their short pink hair. 

“U-umm hello, hi,” you give a small wave. “I’m here for a study sesh, Yuji said he was on his way  but he said his brother was here…?”

The man does look any less pissed at your mere existence. After a long, tense moment, he finally moves. Hsi hulking figure steps to the side to allow you in. Your back is still stiff straight as you walk past him, then toe off your platforms.  You feel his eye boring into the back of your head and it makes  you dizzy with worrisome thoughts 

This was the first time anyone had invited you over somewhere.  So you did dress up a littel more than unusual.   You just were so excited. Yuji and hsi friends were so cool and nice, and not judgemental.   And  They all have this thing that makes you unmask without even realizing it!

“Make yourself at home,” is all this ‘older brother’ has to say. 

Then he just stalks off to soem other part of the house.

You blink. You may not quite get social norms, but that definitely wasn’t normal. 

You shyly venture into the house. It was a lovely house. Old and lived-in. high wooden ceilings and a modern-looking kitchen. It smells like coves and other cooking spices. The living room was pretty big.  Though the house was old, it was deftly a rich person’s house. You forget that Yuji’s technically a rich kid.  He is not as snobby and disconnected. Same with Megumi and his cousin Maki. 

The carpet feels soft under your socked feet. There is a huge flat screen, two plush couches, a love seat, a glass coffee table- 

“A fireplace!” you softly gasp.

You wonder if they use it.   It was freezing, and spring was still a few months away. You wonder if they use it to cook stew. Just set up a big cauldron and add brother and veggie and meat.  Oh, that sounds so nice! A big pot of stew.  Ofr tucked yourself under a blank with a journal or a book. Some hot chocolate, mabey.  You hope you found a place with one soem dat. The dorms you lived in with Nobara and Maki were….well, not ideal. But the girls were way better than your roommates in undergrad. 

“What are you doing?”

You jump, like literally jump. You feel your feet leave the ground at the familiar deep voice. 

Sukuan stands there bracing both hands braced over the bacl of one of the couches, just staring at you impassively.  How long has he been there? When did he get ther? You figure a man that size would make noise when he walks around. It’s at that time your brain is like,  hey, look at that.  The tight black shirt trains against his muscles. Was that one of those compressions short? You’ve only seen them worn by more leaner people.

“Speak,” he commands. 

“I just like fireplaces! there, um, like a vibe.”

“A vibe?”

“Yes?”

“Now you not sure?”

“No?”

The sound keys unlock the front door and save you from the hellish embarrassment.  You feel a breath leave your chest.

“We’re home!” Yujin yells 

“With pizza!” Nobara adds. 

This seems to draw Sukuna’s attention off you as he turns and asks,” What did you brats get?“

It wasn't until the first of you were sitting in the living room, Sukuan somewhere else in the house that you asked Yuji,” Hey is he your twin?”

“Hmm, oh well, he's not acutely my twin. He's my older brother.  Same brother day, different year.”

“Ohhhh,” 

“Yeah,” You laugh,” we just got tired of correcting people at some point. “

“He’s like super scary right?”

You quickly at Nobara.

“Once he warms up to you he’ll be less scar, promise.”

You feel the warmth seep into your chest and Nobabra’s off-handed comment.  You try to hide your smile with another bit of pizza. The three might not quite get it, but just the noting that they are paned to keep you around as a friend made you do one of your small happy stims. 

Once the pizza was devoured, your four then got to work on class work. You and Nobara took an art criticism class together this semester, but the professor was a trip and not the fun kind. Megumi was in Law school while Yuji was getting his Master’s in sports science. The two had majors that were so different from you and Nobara’s. You both were going from M.F.A’s (your writing and Nobara Fashion). The one thing all you had in common was the insane amount of coursework you had. 

You were in your second semester and you still were not use to the course load.  But you did love it. You wish you could take all the classes that the graduate program had to offer. 

You are sitting tucked into one corner of the couch with your iPad, tackling reading. Yuji had shared the wifi with you so you could download them from BalckBoard. But you could also check in to see if King Of Cursing….

Your fingers swipe over to your web app before you know it. It was muscle memory at this time. You onlyfans would be a year old this coming March and it  King had been since your first stream.

KingOfCursing: you got to stop teasing Star, I don’t know if I can wait till your stream tonight.

Me: heheheh, you can last a littel longer. If you haven’t come, your pants already.

KingOfCursing: I almost did but got interrupted. 

Me: mmmm, good. See you tonight. Oh, and here’s a snake peak. 

You send a pic of you on the new bralette and panties you got, a deep red color, King’s favorite.  It was somehtgn you took last night to send to a few of your top tippers and to save in the vault for later. Like all the rest of your photos, videos, and streams, your head is kept out of it. 

You swipe back to your reading and just in time too because you hear Sukuna calling out from the kitchen, “I’m going for a run!”

“Don’t freeze!” Yuji calls back without looking up from hsi textbook. 

“I know right,” Megumi says to you. 

You close your mouth, not realizing the choked and disgusted face you made. You did exercise, too, but in the warmth of the small gym on the first floor of your dormitory or some stretched in your bedroom. 

“He needs to stay in shape for his all the thirst traps he posts.”

“But it’s cold. It's like 30 out. What doe she do if it rains?”

Yuji shrugs like rain and wet socks are no big deal.

“He wears a raincoat.”

“But his socks would get wet.”

“I don't think he cares.”

You put a hand on your chest like your mother would do,” Your brother is a  psychopath.”

Nobrab bursts out laughing and you blink in confusion then surprise. Still not used to people thinking you're funny and not weird.  It’s nice. It makes you feel comfy and even confident. You don't have to pretend to be funny or happy because you genuinely are those things. 

You carry the lightness with you all the way home and as you lock the door to your room and get ready for your bed.  Your stream doesn't happen till around 3 AM. It’s pretty late for one, but one would be supported by how many people are weak and horny at that hour.  It was one of the main reasons you began Onlyfans.  You’ve always had trouble sleeping through the night. It was only when you found out that a lot of autistic peoel have the same trouble you stopped trying to force yourself back to sleep. 

Besides people used to wake up in the middle of the night all the time before capitalism and alarm clocks. And after a few hours of working on your Onlyfans, you usually went right back to bed.

The other reason was that you did not want to move back to your parents after graduation.  It was also nice to be able to afford a nice steak and fresh veggies. You go through your nighttime routine of a hot shower,  motioning up your skin, getting in your pajamas, and then wishing everyone a good night as you fill your water bottle. 

You wake up just before three o'clock with an excited smile. You quickly and quietly get out of bed and make it up all cute since it was the blurred background and strip.  You turn off some Lofi to dampen your voice, not that anyone would hear you any way you’ve subtlety confirmed that one of your roommates heard anything but the soft music you play. 

The second you go live, people start flooding in. You say hello and reply to comments, giving everyone time to log on and get comfy.  Your tagline for your stream was ‘Come in settled down, grab your favorite drink and toy, and let me spin you a tale.’

Those stories could range from actual stories, dialogues,  or your own fantasies, all of which are written in a journal. You keep a special pillow under the bed up, yup, dorm, hidden before soem boxes( the rest of your camera and mic are stored in your closet) It was frim, felt, and matched the color palette of your set up. The pillow fits perfectly between your thighs and the best part? You could attach dildos and vibrators to it. 

You see the moment King’s name pops up and your eyes light up. 

“Evening, King, or good morning, or good day. We are bout to begin in a few minutes. People are still trickling in,” you say a voice that is a tad different than your normal pitch and way more confident with a screen between you and all these peoel.

You giggle at his reply, “Oh come now, you can wait a few more minutes won't kill you.”

KingOfCursing: it might, my cock’s been killing me, pretty Star.  Need you to get me off so fucking bad.

You sink your teeth into your bottom lip and type out a quick profit measure to KIng.

Me: I’d love to see the mess you make for me.

You then turn your attention back to the stream,” Ok everyone ready?”

Yes’s and please's fill the chat making you giggle. Your fans were always so eager. 

You launch into the story you had prepared, and your journal is lying open beside you to reference.  This one was a fantasy. You ideally play with the dildo as you begin to set the scene in a secluded corner of a library, two stem majors are staying there late, but not to study. Like yes, they have that bif chemistry final, but they also haven’t gotten off in weeks.  Do you know how distracting that can be? To be constantly horny and never have the time to get yourself off?

So, of course, they fuck. They need to get it out of their systems. As you describe, the woman crawls on top ot the man and fists his hard cock, smearing precum down hsi shift; you mimic the action by spreading lube over the toy.

You also pay attention to the chat.  the tips coming in, people reminiscing g of their college days, how they too wanted to fuck in a library, or that yes, that was their last semester.

KingOfCursing: shit, you know what your doign with that toy. 

KingOfCursing: Bet this is a fantasy of your’s to your bibliophile.

Ron: please, please, please, baby need to see those gorgeous tits.

WetAndInDebt: I could listen to your voice forever 

Susy: red looks amazing on you, but now that we’ve seen take it off. 

“Patience, I’m getting there.”

You go on to tell how the two get so lost in the euphoria of touching, licking, and kissing each other that they no longer care if they get caught. They need this.   As you do, you strip off your bra in a rush. Then what you know will  bring in the most tips as  you speak  in a breathless voice about how the woman didn’t even  want to get up, she needed to keep touching him, keep pleasuring the man’s dick, keep hearing those beautiful sounds this body was making for her that-

Riiip

The panties were already an old pair, they had a small hole on the hip, right under the waistline. No one on stream could see it and it made for the perfect thing to hook your finger into and tear your pants off, and you shuffle your hips forward.

sinking yourself down onto the toy you glance over at the chat. Yup, tips are pouring in. People are going crazy, but you only keep an eye out for what King is saying. 

KingOfCursing:shitshitshit, I can’t take this Star.  Drivgn me fuckign mad. Almost came right then and ther. Dicks so hard and swollen. 

You roll your hips and mao as you go on. You tell the stream how frantic and feel the two were. You mimic the way she rides the man’s cock with your toy, moaning and whining as she does.  Not even caring for the tattered remains of your panties still around your hips. 

The mix of the story comes when you, well, when you and the characters of your story  cum. As you come down from your high, giggling softly and wrapping up the story, you find yourself searching for King’s messages in chat.

Ron: oh that was wonderful sweetie

DD_Don: another great steam.

Fireredandfirehot: You ride that dildo like a champ.

112_you: so fucking hot. 

Nothing but a big fat tip from King. That was ok. He’d definitely reply to your private message. 

You end the stream and quietly get cleaned up, then slip back into bed. Seriously, a good orgasm beats your sleeping meds sometimes. 

Beofer, you doze off until the next alarm you check your privet messages, and sure enough, King did reply. The pic was definitely going to be put in your spank bank for later. A heavy-looking spent diick being helped by a cum cover hand

---

Ok so Sukuan was warming up to you, but you kind wich he didn’t.  When he was this cold and scary-looking guy that loomed over you you didnt get butterflies at the slightest hint of a smile.

It's been a few weeks since you first met Yuji’s not actually twin. He still acted like you were a nuisance, but he acted that way with Nobara and Megumi too.  But ther was, like, this warmth with his grumpiness and jabs. Ok, so sometimes the jabs hurt, and you never say anything beiacse you don't wanan make anything awkward. You also don't think Sukuan realizes your austisics. Either that he just really likes to give you a hard time.  It's hard to tell when people are messing with you.

Like now, Sukuan leaned against the doorway, not even bothered by the cold bite of the morning air.  He’s in a loose tee shirt and sweats. You don’t know the color, too afraid to glance down. He also had hsi eye patch on. You wonder if he sleeps in it. The front door is wide open but his body is blocking the way. He also hasn’t invited you in. Just stand there smirking down at your shivery form.

“Are you some kind of vampire?” he questions.

Ok, he was deftly fucking with you and you did not like ot one bit. You don’t even have coffee yet. 

“No, your it the way.”

“You could just push me,” he shrugs. 

“Bro, I am a 23-year-old grad student. I do not have any muscle mass. It’s like a twig at an oak tree. “

He humms, taking his sweet time thinking it over,” Yeah, that seems accurate.”

“Can I please come in?”

“Oh beggin' now?”

“Dude stop being mean!” you hear Yuji call frm further inside the house. 

Sukaun’s face falls and he mutters, “Kill joy.”

He moves aside, and you scuttle in, tossing off your sneakers and winter coat.

The gang was getting together for pancakes this morning. The cafe on Camus has pancakes, yeah but they are not actually pancakes. Seriously for as much as you pay in tuition, the least they can do is get actual pancake mox. Whatever the cafe served was not pancakes. 

Pancakes were meant to be warm and fluffy like the stack already sitting in the kitchen bar. Megumi was already there nursing a mug of coffee while Yuji was slicing up a few pieces of cantaloupe. 

“Morning,” you chirp.

Megumi only grunts. 

“He’s still coming too,” Yuji tells you.

“I get it. “

You glace arousn, but Sukna is nowhere to be seen. The menacing was lurking somewhere, though.  You’ve learned that whenever he leaves the house, he announces it. Loudly. 

You want to dig in so bad; they look so good, and Yuji even made you coffee from Sukuan’s fancy coffee maker.  But you are so scared to seem rude that you wait. Nobara is the last to arrive sleepy-eyed but ready for the day. You are too, but you don’t have class until later in the evening. 

Megumi’s also becoming more awake. He holds a small conversation with you and the food is set out on eh bar and you all begin to make your plates. 

You get your small stack of pancakes and soem fruit. Smother it all in syrup The pancakes are perfect, warm, sweet, and fluffy, the stuff dreams are made of. You melt into the taste so much that you don't notice the happy stim you do. 

Sukian does so. It was the same thing you did while checking out the fireplace the first time you were here.  He has seen it a few times since then. But never this close. You don’t even realize that he is behind you as you chow down. 

So when he asks, “Why do you do that?” you nearly jump out of your skin. 

“Jesus, why doesn't Yuji give you a bell or something?”

“Where would the fun be in that?”  Sukuan crossed his arms over his broad chest waiting for your answer. 

“And well…it's just one of my stims.”

Sukuna glances at hsi brother, and the two seem to have soem sort of silent conversation. Before his eye looks back down to you. In hsi eye, you remind him of a chipmunk. Cheeks full of Pankckaes as you chew, then swallow it all down with a swig of coffee. You are not looking at him but rather at whatever is behind his shoulder.  Are you scared, unbothered? Can't be that scared if you want to put a collar on him like some pet or scarf down the food he paid for. 

“Is it a good thing?”

“Dude,” you hear Yuji stresses in a hushed voice. 

“Y-yea, it’s a, uh, happy stim. I do it when I’m happy.”

You keep looking up at the man; your body now turns a little to face him further. Sukuna appraises you for a moment longer before humming.

What does that mean? And what does he do that makes his arms so fucking thick?

“I’ll be home late tonight, clean up the kitchen, or you dead punk,” is all the goodbye Sukuan Gives his younger brother before heading out. ‘

 After the sound of the door to the garage closes Yujoi says, “Sorry about him. “

“Sorry for what?” you ask.  Did you miss something?

“The questions. Sukuana’s….”Yuji trails off.

Megumi isn’t afraid to say it,” Stuck up his own ass to the sighs of neudovergcy.”

“Yeah, “ Nobara agrees, “Back in high school, we were surprised that the big brute could read.  If just seemed to beneath him.”

“Speaking of being big, what does he do? He’s just. There's just so much muscle there?”

“Oh, he’ stunt coordinator.  Like from TV shows and stuff when that  fighting scenes.”

“oh, that’s actually pretty cool.”

“He taught me and Maki how to use a switchblade!” Nobara says proudly. 

“Like all those swoosh swoosh motions?” you ask motioning your hand the way you see people on TV flick out the weapon with ease.

Nobara nods. 

“Oh, that’s sick.”

For the rest of breakfast, the four of you make easy conversation like any other time. Only this time, you can't stop thinking of Sukuan flipping out a switchblade like it was second nature. The shape bade moved between his fingers. And that means the sort of smirk he gives you when he is the Itadoir sibling to greet you at the front door. 

Welp this is going down a dangerous road and I can’t stop it. 

For the rest of the day, then the week,  all your horny littel mind can seem to think of is Sukuna.  Sukuan and hsi big arams. Sukuan holding you. Him keeping your hands warm. Him being able to pin both your hands above your head by your wrists. He is so much bigger than you that when he mounts you from behind his whole body will cover yours. Him fucking you in a full nelson. 

It did not help that you also stalked his Instagram and ho boy. Wow.  With his follower count, he was basically an influencer. His feed was mostly him doing stunts, food, set pics, being tagged with famous actors at fancy-looking events or in a training room filled with mats, and soem videos of self-defense moves. 

You tell yourslef that this is fine. You think your best friend’s older brother is like realy super hot, and your horny little mind loves that shit. It won’t turn into anything. Just thirsting which you can then turn into content. The whole best friend’s older brother thing is hot on paper but is probably like wayyyy messy in real life.

So, by the time your next stream rolls, you have a penalty of content to work with. And that’s just a week's worth of daydreaming abotu Sukuna.

You check the camera once more.  You think the shot of your legs curled d against you just, with just s sliver of a peak of your bare pussy looks perfect. You still have soem time before the stream is due to start, so you check your messages. You reply to a few peoel before getting to King’s message. 

Me:  just some fantasizing, best friend's older brother stuff

KingOfCursing: oh fuck yes, Star. live ti when we have the same dirty thoughts.

Me: Oh? Which sibling would you be?

KIngOfCursing: The older brother, of course, dummy.

Me: Thought so. And just what about this kind of fan stays turns you on?

KingOfCruses: planning to use it in the stream tonight?

Me: maybe ;0

KingofCursing: mmm, well, in that case.   It’s definitely the sneaking around. Plowign her in my room with her, my brother, and the rest of her friends downstairs.   Mabey a bit of power play, too. I’m a bigger guy and I love it when my women aren't built like a stick. They can handle me getting a little rough. Leaving soem bruises and hickeys I get to watch them frantically hide. 

Me: oh you’ve given th a lot of thought.

You check the clock and see it’s time to go live. 

“Hello everyone! ugh, I've been waiting all day to spill this to everyone!  I've had that whole my best friend's  older brother in my mind a lot lately~”

You spread your legs and trial your hand down to the head already between your legs. 

Ronnie: Oh shit she’s already wet.

Softthighsxxx9090: mmmm, as an older bro I can def say that fantasy goes both ways.

“That’s really reassuring gn to hear soft thighs. Seriously I can see how it can be a littel hot because there’s, like, this tabooness to it ya know?”

WetAndInDebt: oh we know girl.

Fredd_W: We love a rule breaker.

“I think about a pool party or a barbeque. Really to get me in a  tiny Bikini really. I’d make up soem excuse to slip inside for a bit and the older brother would come in a littel bit after me. My friend's being none the wiser. “

Your fingers dip between your folds and spread them apart for the stream to see how wet the fantasy already has you. 

KingOfCursing: Shit Star. You look so fucking pretty soaked like that.

Ron: damnnnnnn

DoItDoggy: shitshitshit, I almost came. 

You giggle as the tips pop up,  the nighest being King. 

“I got really worked up his week but wanted to be abel to put on a good show for you all. Anyway, where was I? Oh. yes,  The older bro would pin against the nearest wall and rip my top down little my tits plop out.”, you spill the dirty thoughts you have been keeping hidden away in your journal as a hand comes up to fondle one of your brests. Your fingers have always begun to slip and play with the wet mess between your folds.

“All he’d have to do to get ot my needy cunt and stuff full of his fat  cock or even his fingers. It’s so hard to sneak around when you think about it. We haven't gotten to touch each other or barely kissed in days. It’d make me so needy.

KingOfCursing: Oh, how cute and pathetic. Getting so fucking needy and desperate like that.

420galpal: oh i fuckign love me  despte girl

Bento_K: I could watch her play with that pussy for days.

You moan reading over King’s comment. He always knows just what to type so sounds like he is both praising and degrading you. Something that never to make you a tinge of pleasure run through your core.

“ All he would have to do is hike a leg over his hip and  pull my bottom aside and then… just…”Your voice tappers off into another mon and you pus to fingers inside yourself.

Fread_W: Oh that’s a money shot. 

Ron: Only if you waxed baby, that’s send daddy over the moon.

KingOfCurisng: Fuck you are so perfect Star. 

You let out a slow breath then continue as you fuck yourself with your fingers.  And pinch a pebbled nipple between your fingertips. 

“B-but I’d be having suc a hard time staying quiet. His cock would just feel so good inside me.  And trust me he would try to tell me to be quiet, maybe even get a littel annoyed with me. He’d end up shoving fingers in my mouth, not realy gagging me, but effectively shutting me up and making it impossible to close my mouth.”

Your hips give a littel buck, pleasure building as you county playing out the fantasy in your head. The chat is loving it. 

“Yeah, so I’d definitely start to droll at some point as he plows into me. I’d like to think I’m not the only one who would be just as needy. The older brother wouldn't even be abel to get home off. After getting a taste of my cunt  his hands just won’t do it anymore. H-he’s gotta have his cock buried in my cunt to get off. 

KIngOfCursing: Fuck Star that’s the stuff my dreams are made of

“And I’d be such a lewd sight to see. My hands grasping at his ass to keep him close to me, drool dribbling down my chin- oh fuck I’m getting close.  One tit squished in his hand and the other bounced along wit his thrust.”

The chat was going crazy with your release so close. But you keep looking for King’s name.

“C-can you just imagine, “ you say, “Him snapping his hips forward with such a force it literally knocks the breath outta me? fuuuuuck , hearing him grunt in my ear as he felt me with shi hot seed-Yesyes, of fuck I’m cumming~”

You crane your head back and spread your legs further apart to give the stream the perfect view of your cunt squeezing around your fingers. 

The orgasm leaves you breathless and that tal tlae floaty feeling a good orgasm leaves you with. It was wild you make a living off of this. I make a goofy smile spread across your face. You bit th tinder of your cheek to stop yourself from giggling.

JayJay:  aww that's the good shit

Ron: so hot

KingOfCursing:  please don't stop talking. 

HaloSolider_334: Well I just made q mess in my boxers, wanna see baby?

For the rest of the stream, you continue to play with yourself as you tell your viewers more fantasies.  Like sitting on the other side of the couch and sexting, or sneaking into his room just to suck him off in the morning before anyone else was awake.

As you are cleaning up you get a message frm King

KIngofCursing: shit Sary to nights stream was a dream.

Me: I hope a wet dream.

KingOfCurses: oh my boxers got pretty wet.

You giggle.  A few others have messaged you but those can wait until tomorrow to be replied to. You spend the next hour or so talking to Kng instead of going back to sleep.

---

You find it hard to regret your decision to stay up and chat with KIng. it was not the first time you’ve done this and it probably won’t be the last. He just words things in a way that makes your stomach do a littel flip. 

 By the time 6 AM rolls around you find it useless to go to bed when you have that damn 8 AM. You roll out of bed and begin to get ready for the long day ahead. You were deftly getting take out as a reward fro staying away. And a large coffee on your way to class.  

You still arrive early and a littel cold. You were happy to have soem time to yourself before students stay to trickle into the classroom. You take a seat by the window.  Your class was on the top floor of the media and broadcasting board so it had a nice view of the university lawn. 

You hear someone else come in but don’t pay them any mind until they sit next to you. 

“Hey, Y/N right?”

“Y-yes.”

“Yea I 've seen you hang around Yuji and his friends before and though I recognized you.”

You do not recognize the women. You know she is in this class but that's it. And she looks like you could pick her out of a crowd. Her blond hair is pulled packed in these perfect high pigtails, a choker with soem old look jewel, board looking, sharp eyes. They are staring at you like you're supposed to know her. 

“Right….i’m Momo.”

“Oh, ok. “

Your mind was racing. The one-on-one conversation was not your strong suit and you are trying not to panic. Trying to act normal. 

“Right so,” she trails soem of  her silk hair between her fingers, “ I was actually wondering if I could come to hang with you all sometime.”

Huh? 

She takes your slice not as confused but continues on, “Yeah we were, like, friends in high school  and I want to reconnect ya know.”

“umm, ok” No not ok why was she telling you this? What did you say back? You just wanted to sip your coffee and be a littel nonverbal before class. 

She smiles,” Great thanks so much!”

Then she just gets up and takes another seat at the front of the class. What the hell was that?

---

You get somewhat of an answer that evening. It was the one day of the night that the four of you could have dinner together which typically meant gathering at Yuji’s for take of soem kind.  You are all gathered around a pizza box that sits on the Kitchen islands when you bring up you encounter with Momo.

“her, oh, well we never really hung out in the saem crowds…”  Yuji trails off recalling their high school years. 

“She  ran with the  rich kid crowd is why.”

“Aren't you and Megumi like rich?”, You point your half-eaten slice to Yju and then Megumi.

“Our families are rich,” Megumi corrects you, since Yuji’s cheeks are stuffed with pizza

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I was gonna ask this but forgot about it oof

Did Nero use a kris/keris (idk if it's spelled differently in English) cause you are interested/came from/lived in Malaysia?

(Sorryy I forgot which one was it for you)

Just asking this based off your old art of Nero stabbing someone. Not sure if it will be canon or not

And where would he find it? Ain't no way someone just leave a kris anywhere it's usually stored

Yes, Nero did use a keris in dat drawing! Keris may be a huge part of Malaysian history, but its actually a Javanese dagger originating from Indonesia. I'm of Javanese descent and I thought it was pretty cool

The keris Nero has is the only item he kept from the cult. Since the cult was underground and started becoming active during medieval times (this story's version of it, of course), some ancient weapons were still very commonly used there while the outside world continued to progress.

He's not exactly an expert at using it. Just uses it for self-defense. And there would be times he actually had to stab someone

[spidermans-l-o-v-e-r]

9-1-1 Masterlist

Oh gee finally a place I can keep these! Thank you to my bestest most amazing friend in the whole world for making these headers for me i literally actually literally could not do it without you

Two of a kind

Buck can’t stop thinking about his coworker, so he does what every guy at 3am does on a 24 hour shift!! He sneaks out to his car to get off. But it turns out, certain coworkers (that might possibly be the love of his life) have the exact same idea!

Fairest of Them All:

The party downstairs rages on as Buck decides to do something about the pretty little thing he’s been staring at all night

Clothing Optional:

I can’t. I can’t keep writing summaries. I’ve done 2

After a stupid work shift, in the stupid heat, Buck just wants to enjoy a sweet little sundae, fortunately it comes with a side of dat ass (I’m not sorry)

That Should Be Me:

Buck has never ever been jealous ever a single damn day in his life

Gamer Girl

Buck thinks you’re so, so pretty. You’d looked even prettier with your thighs around his head

Now You See Me:

✨Mirror sex✨

Sleepy Hollow, 1999

Scream, 1996

The Exorcist, 1973

The Shining, 1990

Grease Lightning

The Polar Express, 2004

All The Rage

Girls Just Wanna Have Fun

Cootie Catcher

Growing Pains:

Everything is all wonderful and cool and dandy until you nearly die from your appendix!!

(I KNOW. THERE IS. AN AMBULANCE.)

Cry To Me:

Eddie loves when you’re crying during sex, nothing turns him on more… except when those tears are very very real and he’s very very worried

10 Things I Hate About You:

You guys freaking h a t e each other… or do you? Wink wink wink wink enemies to lovers wink

I Spy:

Eddie is the sweetest neighbor in the entire world… who knows where you work

Better Than Revenge:

You and Eddie get locked into a closet at your job after an accident, it also turns out your now EX boyfriend is a cheating asshole! Eddie has absolutely no problem filling in for the revenge role

Front Row:

Why do firehouses have to work f o r e v e r. Eddie needs a freaking shower and to pass out for the next six years on an overnight shift. It turns out someone has the same idea, and possibly another idea on how to left off some steam

Yeti Point:

Eddie finally takes you on that skiing vacation you’ve been begging him for and it’s going great! Until you get snowed in. But that’s okay, Eddie has a secret plan to keep you both warm

Slow and Steady:

Buck helps Eddie into the house, holding him up as you frantically get the bed ready for your injured boyfriend. Turns out, pain killers make Eddie horny!

(Hahahahahaha)

Encanto:

Dad!Eddie x Daughter!reader

Nightmares never get easier no matter how old you get. Especially ones where your father dies

Smoke Dector:

Eddie always has to be the hero, okay not really but it’s hard when you see your boyfriend running into a burning building for the first time

One Puff Or Two:

Take your freaking inhaler Eddie 🔪🔪🔪

Into The Fire:

(PTSD WARNING, PANIC ATTACK WARNING)

You’ve been on edge lately, and Eddie knows there’s something up. One night things come to a head when you have a nightmare about what happened and Eddie wakes up to a very bad situation

Night Changes:

Eddie comforts you after a bad nightmare about him dying over and over in different ways (based off of 5.14)

Busy Bees:

Two words ✨Sex Pollen✨

Soup or Salad?

✨I’ll freaking summarize this later✨

Sink or Swim

I Was Made For Lovin’ You

Halloween, 1978

It, 1990

Die Hard, 1988

The Easter Bunny

For All The Marbles

Adventures In Babysitting

P.S I Love You, 2007

Hitch, 2005

A Rose by any Other Name

This is one of the funniest titles I've ever made up. Buck finds your simple collection of toys and shows them to Eddie... and now they want you to put on a little show for them

Finish Line:

A little game of "whoever cums first loses"

Twice Bitten:

Double Penetration from my kinktober list!

Alexander Hamilton:

Buck can't stop having feelings for Eddie's girlfriend... but what if that's okay?

Captured, With Love

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This Week in BL - We In A Slump, but help might be coming from a very strange source

Organized, in each category, with ones I'm enjoying most at the top.

Sept 2024 Week 4

Ongoing Series - Thai

Jack & Joker (Thai Mon IQIYI) ep 3 of 12 - I don’t have a lot to say except that the plot is somewhat predictable but the show is still very engaging. War is fantastic. I’m enjoying it a hell of a lot.

Monster Next Door (Thai Thurs Gaga ) ep 10 of 12 - The second leads are getting better in this one. I understand where they are coming from, which makes their conflict so much more understandably painful, and honest to a friends2lovers trope. The main couple is kinda standard college relationship drama, but they are cuties.  

Kidnap (Fri YT) ep 4 of 12 - How is Ohm so damn gorgeous? Meanwhile, babies’ first argument. And it’s sponge bath time. Q has got to be wondering if Min is as meticulous with all kinds of care and attention to detail all......the......time. Somebody here in the hellhole said something about this being "the most BL to ever BL." And I think they’re right. At least right now. Although, watch out, we got us a new contender from the east.

I Saw You in My Dream (Weds Gaga) ep 11 of 12 - I do love the continuation of the perversion, in a good way, of the punishment trope from last week's episode. Oh, has the show finally remembered its title? NO SINGING. 

Addicted Heroin (Thai Tues WeTV) ep 7 of 10 - More kidnapping and an attack and now there’s a girl involved and somebody’s going to China and I don’t understand anything! And I don’t really care. Is this how the actual book originally went? Because it’s wild. Also TOO MANY of flashbacks. I guess they got a bit of a boyfriend era, and the claiming during the water fight was cute, but otherwise...... meh

Love Sick 2024 (Thai Sun iQIYI) ep 2 of 15 - One shouldn’t make comparisons, of course, but all I can think about is how amazing Captain was as Noh in the original series. Thus this show is mostly just making me want to rewatch the original. It’d be an interesting twist to have Aim be queer instead of a damaged cool girl slut. Was the helmet hand letting go a foreshadow of the iconic bookstore hands letting go? Also, I gotta say for the second episode of a series there are already too many flashbacks. Why are they using filler when they have so much content crammed into so few (comparable) episodes for a series? It’s annoying. Stop it.

Live in Love (Sun Gaga) ep 4 of 5 - This show has some interesting, if heavy handed, things to say about shipping and trolling, but also predatory/proprietary female behavior. It’s fascinating to see it tackled head on, if handled in a profoundly clumsy manner. I’m not sure how I feel about it. That said, most of this episode was actually an advertisement for a resort in Phuket. 

Bad Guy My Boss (Thai Sun Gaga) ep 2 of 10 - I'm getting What's Wrong with Secretary Kim? vibes from this show. Only this is WAY more bullying. It’s very old-fashioned 90’s billionaire romance novel only gay. It’s never a good sign when I’m watching two boys kiss and I really want one of them to just bite the other ones lip off instead.

Battle of the Writers (Sun YT) ep 9 of 12 - No ep this week. 

Ongoing Series - Not Thai

Sugar Dog Life (Japan Sun grey) ep 8 of 10 - Gosh it’s so frikin adorable. Baby got sick. He has SUCH A CRUSH. And such a courageous little confession! Yay! Can’t wait for next week. 

Teenager Judge (Vietnam Sat YouTube) ep 1 - sure, yes this is, in fact, just Ba Vinh doing his thing with pretty boys again. And yet...... There is a REASON this leapt into the standings guns blazing. So it’s high school set but it's stepbrothers trope. (My, aren’t we popular this year?) I know, but I NEVER get tired of this trope. We got us Bach (BV's sullen tsundere) and Dat (babygirl meets bully). It’s GREAT how the brothers' dynamic is entirely different at school than when they're at home. My ear isn’t trained for Vietnamese, but I think Dat is using different pronouns depending on his location (his personality entirely shifts when he’s at school). I’m not sold on the Bach character, although I always trust BV to serve in the end (at least we know the kisses will be good), but Dat is utterly in love, a touch spicy, and reasonably complex. The surrounding cast is good too, my favorite pretty boy is there playing top dog (woof), and one of the besties is out gay (YAY!). The plot of the show is...... well...... absent. Nothing happened. But if we are aiming for Love Sick slice of life style BL, I'm game. Subs are appropriately terrible and confusing. But I like it A FUCK TON so far, so I’m gonna keep it in rotation. Nice to have Vietnam back in play. What a shocker.

2024 has been a year of upsets.

Love is Like a Poison AKA Doku Koi: Doku mo Sugireba Koi to Naru (Japan Tues Netflix?) 3 of 10 eps - I weirdly enjoyed the farcical music and the utter absurdity of the court case. I also liked how it highlighted what a good team these two are. Frankly I don’t mind a bit of an antihero sleazy lawyer + conman, it's engaging. I’m getting wholesome out of Thailand. I don’t really need it from Japan at the moment. Also I don’t believe for one second our conman actually is serious about the relationship. Conmen gonna con. I'm reminded of the scorpion and the frog fable.

First Note Of Love (Taiwan Mon Gaga) ep 8 of 12 - I love Orca so much. I do not love the autotuned version of Orca, but I knew what I was in for with this particular show, it's in the title after all. I did laugh a whole lot when Laing used kha. Hon, I don't think that word means what you think it means......

The On1y One (Taiwan Thurs Gaga) eps 11-12fin - I never thought I’d say this, but the pacing was off in the penultimate episode. Taiwan, and its chronic misuse of flashbacks strikes again. That said we eventually got a "lock in" trope and Wang being the biggest little flirt shit in the cafe OMG!!! Of course, you shouldn’t use a girl to torment your bf, but it was so well done, I can’t really complain. Meanwhile, teacher kisses. And now I understand exactly why they’re present in this narrative. Clever. Bummer of a burden on that ending though. I cannot see how they’ll manage to stick this landing. [That was ep 11]

AND NOW EP 12 - doomey doomey doom

Not the water bottle trope! Argh the teenage lust of it all. Just stop it. Wang is so smart he knows exactly how bad he has to be to leave the class. And his bf certainly knows that too. And......

......

So that was not an ending and I’m not happy about it and no one is surprised. Even I’m not surprised. I’m just disappointed. Even tho I suspected this was where we were headed I'm disappointed. That’s it. That’s all I got. How do I review something that was such a crushing let down?

Conclusion:

Based on a Mou Mou novel + the Your Name Engraved Herein team, this is old-school coming of age BL and it was bloody fantastic. Tsundere seme to beat all tsundere (smartest + tallest + bestest at everything but people) meets socially-ept cutie smart-ass uke. They're living together by end of ep 1 and start kissing by end of ep 2. A stellar tense slow burn stepbrothers trope that ate my life and than just belly-flopped the finale. What I'm left with is epic levels of disappointment and well...... at least nobody died? My standard "fatally flawed" rating for any BL is 4/10 so I guess that’s what I’m giving it. 

Before you ask me for the stats: Taiwan does not have a history of second seasons. I went ahead and ran the numbers and the odds are certainly not in our favor. I put the chances at 2%.

Yes, I contemplated a revenge rating of 2/10 but even I'm not that mean.

It's airing but...

The Hidden Moon (Sat WeTV) ep 1 of 10 - This is a supernatural romance (my ghost boyfriend trope) by Violet Rain (I Feel You Linger). A man is hired to write an article about an old mansion in Chiang Mai being converted into a café. He sees the ghosts of people who died at the mansion, falls in love with one of them. Was substantially recast. I loved IFYLITA except the ending so I think I'll let this one run it's course you can tell me if it's work tracking down... if they managed to land it. I have my doubts.

In Case You Missed It

Falling For My Boss is vertical format (nash) short from Korean BL about a happy-go-unlucky man who keeps losing his flower shop business because of romantically misbehaving employees (apparently it's a thing). When his best employee brings in a new boy he's worried she's falling for him, but it turns out it's his own heart on the line. He a clueless softy and The Boy is a lost broken sweetheart, making this a gentle little snippet of a show. There's a baby linguistic negotiation, some hung slinging, awkward handholds, and everyone is very pretty. For me the absence of kisses and the vertical format were more annoying than the length, which felt fine but many viewers will find too short. I enjoyed the 30 minutes of cute. All of which makes this a solid 7/10 from me. It was originally only available on this one ap in very short form with ads so I wasn't gonna bother. Then some kind soul cut it together without ads and stuck it up for download. Say thank you.

Oddball recommendation next: This podcast episode touches on some stuff we see in Thai BL so I think it's worth listening to. Journalist Dominic Faulder on the Complex History Between Thailand & Myanmar

Happy of the End (Japan Gaga) - Completed its run. A boy is disowned for being gay, dumped by his boyfriend, and ends up in a dysfunctional co-dependant relationship with his would-be kidnapper. We were due for another messy JBL and it's exactly as expected. I do not like it at all and DNFed. Gossip round the hellhole is that was a solid decision.

Marriage Equality Law has officially been enacted in Thailand...

Yes the actual law. Goes into effect Jan 22, 2025

Next Week Looks Like This:

Upcoming BLs for 2024 are listed here. This list is not kept updated, so please leave a comment if you know something new or RP with additions.

Coming Oct 2024:

10/3 Fourever You (Thai iQIYI?) 16 eps - New directs Earth (UWMA, 12%) + Pond (Century of Love, 180 Degrees), Bas (Gen Y, 2 Moons) + Maxky (Why You… Y Me?) and other familiar faces like Bever. Sampler pack university BL from Wabi Sabi that looks like it's trying to be a gay Boys Over Flowers (4 older med students hot boys) and I'm not mad about it. Trailer Not sure who's distributing this but my guess is iQIYI since they had the last few from this house.

10/7 Every You Every Me (Thai Gaga) 10 eps - Jade and Chin have lived over a thousand lifetimes. In each one they somehow manage to fall in love with each other. (This pair, TopMick was piloted in a My Universe ep, that was one of the only ones I liked.)

10/10 Eccentric Romance (Korea ????) 12 eps - Silkwood’s 2nd Thai/Korean colab, that has been in production since 2022 which is a LONG time in the BL world. I'm worried but I like the concept: friends of 10 years who’ve been hiding feelings for each other enter the same university. Plus MURDER.

10/10 Gangster and His Boyfriend (Korea ????) 8 eps? - Kim Dong Bin (famous trainee & idol reality competitor, yeah that happens) stars as a fallen idol who unexpectedly becomes entangled in a gangster family. Discovers that his friend’s father is responsible for the murder of his entire family years ago. I don't know much about this one, neither does anyone else and I'm not sure where I got that release date so……

10/21 Love in the Big City (Korea ????) 8 eps - Adaptation of Booker-nominated famous coming of age novel of the same title by Park Sang-Young. Cynical yet fun loving student writer Young pinballs from home, to class, to Tinder matches. He and Jaehee, his female besie and roommate, frequent nearby bars where they push away their worries about life, love, and money with soju. As time passes Jaehee settles down and leaves Young to face his problems on his own. Young finding comfort in the arms of the series of men, including one whose handsomeness is matched by his coldness and another who might be the great love of his life. Not really BL. Stars Kim Go-eun (The King: Eternal Monarch), Noh Sang-hyun, and Nam Yoon Su (The King’s Affection). This already released as a movie and isn't very well regarded, this date is supposedly an international release as a series. I'm wary of it being BL.

THIS WEEK’S BEST MOMENTS

I got nothing, The On1y One drove me into a funk.

(Last week)

Streaming services are listed by how I (usually) watch, which is with a USA based IP, and often offset by a day because time zones are a pain.

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