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[absolute1999]

HII!! THANXX FOR THE TAG!!!!🦭

tagggingggg @red-lights-and-realities , @eatuniverse , @sentientreverie , & @tteokshifts if u guys want // anyone else who wants 2

Tag game: make yourself as a little guy

Tagged by: @thanatos-zagreus-shagreus

Tagging: @thiamsxbitch @rhyslahey @myinnerguineapig and whoever else is up for doing it 💙

[blood-smiles]

𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄! 𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐋 ♟️🚬

HERE HE IS!!! Say hi to Angelo!! Your resident yandere haunted doll that has crazy jealousy issues and is a little too into you— Your one and only pick me gf!! ദ്ദി‎◍˃ ᵕ ˂◍)

[saturnzlv]

A BROTHER & THE SWEETHEART

fratboy!leon who isn’t the best with his words, but his actions make up for it when he’s insisting on helping you out as you set up for the party.

fratboy!leon who’s got an extreme soft spot for you, his voice always softening when talking to you compared to another brother.

fratboy!leon who swears he doesn’t get jealous, saying, “my face always looks like this?” when you point out his furrowed brow and set jaw.

fratboy!leon who’s obviously proud that his shitty remark got you to roll your eyes and scoff, a crooked grin making its way to his lips.

fratboy!leon who takes a shot every time he gets you to laugh, joking that he’s going to get blackout drunk within an hour.

fratboy!leon who doesn’t know that you’re just laughing in response because you can’t hear him over the blaring music.

fratboy!leon who gets too drunk and is too exhausted, asking for your whereabouts and soon clinging to you like a lifeline.

fratboy!leon who acts like a lost, needy puppy, his baby blue eyes wide and begging for your attention without saying anything.

fratboy!leon who mumbles out continuous, “yes ma’am”’s when you berate him for going over his limit, his arm loosely draped around your waist as you lead him away from the buzzing music and excitement.

fratboy!leon who’s glad he’s got some peace and quiet with the sweetest person he knows, thankful that, even though he’s damn near puking his guts out, you’re still there right next to him.

fratboy!leon who gets nervous when you lean against him, and he’s quiet as he asks you to stay with him, his vulnerabilities finally making an appearance when it’s just the two of you alone.

fratboy!leon who cracks a joke even when his feet are tired and his eyes feel heavy and his hair is sweaty, saying, “you gonna abandon me after i pass out like it’s a one-night-stand?”

fratboy!leon who’s got a soft smile on his lips as he hears that familiar, honey-like laugh from you, his usually furrowed brows and set jaw finally relaxed and slack.

tags: @rueclfer

[halcydaze]

Nokotan when Koshitan rejects her latest wacky adventure 🦌🚬💨

just need to clear my mind

[doesephs]

ronan lunches pen has exploded for the trillionth time that week 🚬🚬😬

[juliettejwnewinesa]

Hiii I recently found your page and it’s so good I had an idea for seongje x shy reader: seongje is crazy and the reader strangely finds that attractive, after he gets into a fight the reader is in his lap completely flustered while teasing her and praising her while he smokes and it leads to eventual smut. (Request) have a good night <3💜

Title: “Like You Like This” Pairing: Kim Seongje x shy!Reader Word Count: ~6,500 Tags: post-fight tension, lap-sitting, smoking, possessive Seongje, teasing, praise kink, shy reader, slow build to smut, soft dom vibes, public-to-private tension, established feelings (barely admitted)

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💥 PART I – Blood on His Hands, Stars in His Eyes

The first time Y/N sees Seongje fight, really fight, it’s horrifying. She shouldn’t be this calm watching someone get pummeled into the concrete, but something about the way he moves—fluid and brutal, like a beautiful disaster—makes her freeze.

The fight’s over before anyone can step in. One guy’s groaning on the floor, another is crawling back toward the alley exit.

Seongje just wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, spitting blood onto the ground like it’s nothing. His knuckles are red and split, and he doesn't even look tired.

Then he turns around, eyes wild, and finds her.

“You stayed,” he says, walking toward her. She blinks.

“I—yeah.”

His lip twitches. “Didn’t think you would.”

“I shouldn’t have,” she murmurs, voice so small he almost misses it.

But she doesn’t leave.

And that tells him more than any confession.

🚬 PART II – In His Lap, In His Grip

Later, it’s just the two of them behind an abandoned gym, sitting on a rusted-out bench. She’s perched beside him, cheeks burning.

“Come here,” Seongje says lowly, tugging her closer with two bloodied fingers curling into her waistband. “Sit.”

She obeys before her brain catches up.

One second she’s beside him, the next she’s in his lap, thighs over his, her heart racing like it might give out. He lights a cigarette lazily, eyes never leaving her face.

"You always blush like that?" he asks with a crooked grin, voice thick with amusement.

She hides her face in his chest. It smells like smoke, sweat, and something uniquely Seongje—danger wrapped in warmth.

“I-I didn’t think you’d want me close right now…”

“Why not?”

“You just fought two guys. You should rest.”

“I feel fine.” He exhales a thick plume of smoke, fingers tapping ash off the end. “Actually, I feel great.”

He leans forward, mouth brushing her ear. “You like it when I get like that, don’t you?”

She jerks back instinctively. “What?! N-No—”

“Liar.” His hand finds her waist, sliding slowly down her back until his palm is resting just above her ass. “You were shaking while you watched. Not scared. Excited.”

"I w-was just—worried about you."

"Mmhm." His other hand slips under her jaw, tilting her face up. “But your thighs are clenched. You know how I know?”

She makes a strangled sound.

He smirks. “Because I can feel it. You’re sitting right on me, baby.”

🔥 PART III – Fire Under Skin

“Still shy?” he murmurs.

Y/N can’t answer. Her body is frozen, burning. She’s never sat like this before, never this close, never with anyone like him. Her face is buried in his shoulder, but Seongje's grip on her hips holds her steady. There's no escape.

And she doesn’t really want to run, not from him.

“Look at me.”

She finally does—and the look on his face nearly ruins her.

He’s studying her like she’s art. Like she’s something worth wrecking gently.

“You don’t have to hide it,” he whispers, voice dark and sweet. “I know what you want. And I like that you like me like this.”

He takes a slow drag, exhales through his nose. The smoke curls between them. Then he stubs the cigarette out and tosses it away like it’s served its purpose.

"Don’t look away now. You wanted this, right?"

“I d-didn’t say that,” she stammers.

“You didn’t have to.”

His hand trails up her thigh, slow and teasing.

“Seongje…”

“You watched me lose my mind and then climbed into my lap like a good girl. What am I supposed to think, huh?”

She gasps when he pushes her hips forward—right into the hard bulge in his jeans. “Oh my god—”

He grins, teeth gleaming. “Nah. Not God. Just me.”

🛏️ PART IV – In the Dark, All Her Walls Come Down

They don’t make it to her house.

He pulls her into a nearby apartment he crashes at sometimes—bare mattress, busted lights, clothes on the floor. His mouth is on hers before the door’s even shut, fast and deep and possessive. Her breath hitches as he lifts her by the thighs, carrying her like she weighs nothing, tossing her onto the bed.

"You're so cute when you’re flustered," he whispers, crawling over her. “All shy and polite, but look at you now. Spreading those legs for me like you need it.”

She covers her face with both hands.

He chuckles, gently pulling them away. “Don’t hide. I want to see what I do to you.”

He kisses down her neck, her collarbone, her stomach. Every touch sends sparks up her spine. His fingers slip beneath her waistband, toying with the edge of her panties.

“You’re soaked already,” he says, voice husky. “Told you, didn’t I? You like me like this. Bloody hands, sharp mouth, all of it.”

“S-Shut up—”

“Make me,” he growls—and slides two fingers into her, slow and deep.

She gasps, thighs tightening around his wrist. He pumps them gently, curling them just right.

“You gonna come on my fingers just from this?” he teases. “So desperate for me you can’t even talk?”

“Seongje—!”

“Say my name again,” he whispers. “Say it like that.”

🔞 PART V – Raw, Rough, Real

Her clothes are gone before she realizes. His too. His body is warm, strong, scarred. He settles between her legs and just stares for a moment, drinking her in.

"You sure?" he asks, voice suddenly softer.

She nods quickly. "Please."

That’s all he needs.

He pushes in slowly, watching every twitch of her expression, every whimper. He goes slow at first—almost too slow—but once he’s fully inside her, all bets are off.

He fucks like he fights—relentless, all-consuming. But he worships her too, kissing her between thrusts, murmuring filthy praise against her skin.

“Such a tight pussy for such a shy girl.”

“Fuck, you feel perfect.”

“I could stay inside you forever.”

Her fingers dig into his back. Her breath stutters as he pounds into her, hips snapping, deeper and deeper.

"You like this? Being fucked by the guy you just watched beat the shit out of two assholes?"

She moans.

"Yeah. You do. I can feel how much you like it. You’re clenching around me."

She whimpers something incoherent.

He bites down on her shoulder. “I’m not stopping ‘til you come again. And maybe not even then.”

💞 PART VI – Afterglow

They lie tangled afterward, her head on his chest, their bodies still humming.

He lights another cigarette, breathes it in, then offers her the unlit end. “Want a taste?”

She takes it shyly, lips brushing where his just were.

“Next time,” he says after a while, “I’ll try not to fight. But if I do—”

She looks up at him.

“Will you still want me after?”

She nods.

He grins, triumphant. “Then I’ll bleed for you anytime, baby.”

[patinathing]

One of the primary reasons to not start a cult for anyone considering it:

Tons of logistics for bad friends and relationships.

You could be selling generic mushroom pills on the internet like a normal person.

Love y'all 🚬🤏🏻🌚

A dark comedy about a cult leader who suddenly comes to his senses, realises that running a cult actually fucking sucks, tries to quit several times but the followers are too clingy, until he realises that the only way to get rid of them is to fake his own death in the most credible, believable, tangible way possible, in a way where absolutely none of them could deny that they really saw their leader straight-up die right in front of their eyes. Wouldn't even cross their minds to doubt that the corpse isn't the real deal. Their idea that their precious leader could never die (he said so once, while on cocaine) is shattered, their whole world is shattered.

So the former cult leader weasels out of it and starts a brand new, completely normal life somewhere else, happily pretending that absolutely none of that ever happened.

And then the followers find him again.

[rueclfer]

Shigadabi makes more sense than throwing hawks in that mix honestly. Hawks had more scenes with twice like if anyone, he should be with twice. Unless the manga shows more Dabi and Hawks interactions. Then I stand corrected, because I only know as far as the anime goes. I feel it makes no sense to ship characters who had less than two scenes together even if their pasts and backstories parallel each other or the characters are each others foils. In my view, if they haven’t interacted past a 10 minute exchange I don’t see shipping potential they have to be at least sharing a lot of screen time.

"it makes no sense to ship characters who had less than two scenes together even if their pasts and backstories parallel each other or the characters are each other's foils"

*throws up* so unfortunately i disagreeeeee and ik it's not that deep but if given an opportunity to talk about dabihawks i will take itttt

dabihawks is the type of ship that is only compelling because of their parallels and narrative foils. it's the type of ship where u rlly do have to read between the lines and understand the characters in order to "see it" and envision the possibilities even if that means having to look past the very little screen time they have interacting

-> hawks being seen as a human being for the first time in his life by the person that embodies everything he has been conditioned to hate (villains, dabi) when the people who raised him continues to only see him as a tool

-> dabi being understood for the first time by someone who went through very similar circumstance as him despite being painfully close to the person who ruined him in the first place (endeavor)

like it all about the possibilitiessssss hawks destined to be a villain like his father and ending up a hero and dabi destined to be a hero like his father and ending up a villain

*THROWS UPPPPP*

shigadabi to me is just me making my naked barbie dolls scissor like truly just to push the rude4rude freak4freak agenda i dont think they're canonically aligned at all LMAOOO like they barely interact past the end of the 2nd arc and dabi is also rlly fucking rude to shigs <\3 they r just 2 hot mean men i want to make kiss

[consumeherpussy4]

Very gorgeous skinny 😘 💋 blonde with smoking 🚬 hot 🔥 big perfect 🥰 💞 perky tits and perky big hard nipples 😍 😋 ❤️ 😜

[declanscunt]

i miss them like crazy

[sailermoon]

I WISH IT HAD ALL BEEN DIFFERENT!!!!!

[sammick]

pookies covered in blood 🤤

[ba1laur]

vs the entire world

[dissentersbedamned]

[djotime]

DJO Pomona, CA — April 15, 2025