#I'm also pulling most of this outta my ass

[serenefig]

So I did a second part to the Wes is Question post (part 1 link), and I'm going to try to continue. I'm up for concrit if you have it, still new to writing for these fandoms.

Conspiracy of Silence

Part 1 | Part 2

Batman did not take the bait — Question’s reputation worked against him. That was fine. He’d managed this far by himself. He’d only ever had himself here. So Question slowly connected all the dots that built the Anti-Ecto Acts. The wall and string slowly building; always battling his paranoia, always trying to stay one step ahead of Cadmus and the GIW. Until finally the bait he had laid down oh so carefully caught someone. Someone Question did not know.

The Justice League Dark had convened in the Watchtower for the biannual “don’t fuck with the supernatural” safety presentation. Notepads were scattered, and conversations tapered out as the lights dimmed and Constantine stood ready to present — Question absently catalogued his scowl was deeper than normal, most likely due to being “voluntold” to present. Question silently sighed as he settled in for another boring safety presentation. It wasn’t anything he didn’t already know.

“Alright, I pulled presenter this round. I don’t want to be here anymore than you do, so let’s get this over with.” Constantine said. “This year is different. The JLD responded to a summoning incident three weeks ago. A group of presumed cultists were attempting to summon a high leven being from the Infinite Realms.” he stopped to glare at the gathered heroes. “Do not, under any circumstances, attempt to contact beings from the Infinite Realms. Treat them with traditional folklore fae rules. Actually no, you’ll still mess it up. Don’t even breathe in their direction.”

Someone cleared their throat and Constantine huffed.

“They scattered before anything could be done, leaving the summoning in the middle. And this brings us to my first point.” The slide turned and Question felt the blood drain from his face. There on the massive screen was evidence of the GIW.

It wasn’t outright obvious, but to Question, who knew what to look for? It was plain as day. He saw remnants of dismantled and broken ecto-weapons — likely left in their hurry to leave — scattered about on tables. On a wall he saw simplified Spector Deflectors, but to others would look like fancy belt buckles. And perhaps the most damning, a pair of high-tech looking manacles with a barely legible Cadmus logo mostly scratched out. He came to the only conclusion available; the GIW, and by extension Cadmus, were summoning ghosts directly to experiment on.

Question did not hear the rest of the presentation, he couldn’t. His hand flew across the notebook, jotting down as much information as he could glean from the photo. His mind was torn in two. To brave Amity and warn Phantom once more? Or turn his long gathered and unfinished evidence over to his co-heroes? Wes and Question warred at each other, adding to his already high paranoia. How much longer would it take for Phantom to be caught? What if a Parker was found?

His thoughts ground to a halt. Was it possible that Cadmus did find his liminality during his capture? Did they follow him?

Question barely recognised when the presentation came to an end; his body moving on auto-pilot towards his room. Still no decision was made.

He stopped in his tracks at this open door. Someone was in his room Someone was in his things. Question burst in, a taser at the ready, yet no one was there. He turned towards his hidden wall board, in hopes it was not found. And to his horror, his own face was plastered in the middle.

There was a mole in the Justice League. And Wes would find out who.

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I do have a vague plan, but updates will be at the mercy of my ADHD because I have 7 other WIPs. This will go on AO3 and FFN next Tuesday as well (I'll reblog with a link.)

Tags because you expressed interest in the tags of the first

@profounddestinyrebel @stealingyourbones

[fushiguro-megloomy]

not in love

a/n: i just kinda pulled this outta my ass, it was also only suppose to be like 1k words but here we are. xoxo // photos are not mine, check masterlist description for header & banner credits synopsis: classic he doesnt realize he's in love with you until your gravely injured trope. wc: 4.2k (i dont wanna talk about it lmao) tags: fem!reader x megumi warnings: not proof read (when is it ever lol), use of she/her pronouns, lots of angst, talk about blood, wounds, hospitals etc etc

In the Jujutsu headquarters, a buzz filled the air as Megumi, Nobara, and Yuji gathered around the table for dinner. Laughter and banter filtered out from his friends, but tonight, Megumi pushed his food around absentmindedly, lost in thought.

The mission was straightforward – eliminate a mid level curse swiftly. Yet, time stretched on, and unease crept into Megumi's mind. Why the delay? It should have taken an hour, two at the most, but you’d been gone all day. He pondered the possibilities, his friends' chatter fading into the background. Megumi's gaze fixed on his untouched meal, his thoughts racing. What if something went wrong?

“Fushiguro? Hey!” 

Nobaras voice pulled him from his trance, her and Yuji staring at him from across the table. 

“You alright, man?” Yuji inquired, his words carrying a note of worry as he swallowed a mouthful of food.

Megumi blinked, his expression unchanged as he refocused on his surroundings. He looked at his friends and gave a slight nod. "Yeah, I'm fine. Just thinking."

Nobara raised an eyebrow, her skepticism evident. "About?"

A small huff escaped Megumi's lips, brows knitting together. "Just wondering why that mission is taking so long."

Yuji leaned forward, his tone becoming more serious. "y/n’s? You suspect something?"

Megumi's gaze remained steady, his emotions concealed beneath his calm demeanor. "There's a possibility. This mission should have been straightforward. She should be back by now, right?"

Nobara's eyes gleamed with determination. "Listen, y/n knows what she’s doing. She’s dealt with plenty of mid level curses before, this one is no different." 

Megumi acknowledged Nobara's words with a nod, his focus unwavering. "I know. It's just unlike her to be gone for this long without a word."

“I’m sure she’s just preoccupied. She probably already got back and just went to lay down. I know I’m always tired after a mission.” Yuji offered. 

"True, she's probably just tired," Nobara added, a hint of her usual mischievous grin playing at the corner of her lips. "You're just overthinking."

Megumi conceded with a sigh. They were probably right; you were perfectly capable. Yet, the nagging worry persisted, causing him to steal glances at his phone discreetly beneath the edge of the table. He scrolled through his messages, searching for any unread notifications or missed calls, but there were none to be found.

Yuji, always quick to pick up on subtle cues, noticed Megumi's actions. He and Nobara shared a glance. 

Leaning back, crossing his arms behind his head, Yuji spoke in a casual tone. “I guess if I was in love I'd be pretty worried too.” 

Megumi's head snaps up towards his friends, a mix of surprise and annoyance in his expression. His attempt at maintaining his composed demeanor falters, his facade cracking just slightly.

“Yeah,” Nobara continued with a mischievous twinkle in her eye. “I can’t imagine if I didn't hear from the person I was in love with for hours on end.”

Megumi's pause is momentary, his raised eyebrow accompanied by a slight glare that attempts to mask his unease. "What are you idiots talking about?"

Nobara leans forward, a smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. "You know, just how you’re in love with y/n? It makes sense why you're so worried."

Yuji chuckles, enjoying the playful banter.

Megumi's attempts at regaining his composure fall short as his friends' teasing continues. "You're both insufferable." He said, pinching the bridge of his nose. 

Nobara and Yuji are grinning, clearly pleased with their successful teasing. Megumi's subtle reactions don't escape their notice, and they exchange knowing looks before bursting into laughter.

"Aw, Fushiguro, don't be so embarrassed," Yuji says, still chuckling. "It's cute."

Nobara adds with a mischievous grin, "Yeah, we're just looking out for you, man."

Megumi rolls his eyes, his exasperation only fueling their amusement. "You two are unbelievable. I am not in love with her. I’m simply a concerned friend."

Nobara's eyebrows shoot up in mock surprise. "Really? Because from what I remember the day Gojo-sensei introduced her to us you’ve been different. Less…” She trailed off searching for the right words.

“Doom and gloom!” Yuji chimed in, earning a nod from Nobara.

Megumi falters, a soft sigh escaping him. "Alright, maybe I've grown accustomed to her presence. But that doesn't mean—"

Nobara interrupts with a teasing grin. "Doesn't mean what, Fushiguro?"

Megumi's gaze narrows at her, but the corners of his lips twitch almost imperceptibly. "Doesn't mean anything more than what it is."

Yuji leans in, his voice a teasing whisper. "You know, they say denial is the first sign."

Megumi lets out an audible groan. "I don't know why I even bother with you two."

"Because we're your favorite people," Nobara quips, her grin unrelenting. Yuji nods enthusiastically.

“I’m leaving.” Megumi states, rising to his feet. 

Nobara and Yuji exchange triumphant glances, their teasing having achieved its desired effect. Megumi's exit is met with amused laughter as he attempts to escape their playful taunts. 

Megumi made his way downstairs, pushing past the outside door and making his way into the main courtyard. Pulling his phone from his pocket, he checked for any messages again, his brows furrowing in frustration as he found nothing. He jammed the phone back into his pocket, quickly shaking his head. He couldn't let their words get to him. He wasn't in love with you – they were just being delusional. You were a friend, a coworker. 

As he reached a bench, he sat down heavily, his thoughts swirling. His mind replayed snippets of conversations, shared missions, and stolen glances. He couldn't deny the camaraderie that had grown between you, the way your presence seemed to bring a sense of calm amidst the chaos of his world. Sure you were skilled, funny, oh and don't forget drop dead gorgeous. But that didn't mean anything. Right?

He sighed, running a hand through his hair in frustration. "This is ridiculous," he muttered to himself. "I'm overthinking everything."

But no matter how much he tried to brush it off, he couldn't ignore the nagging feeling deep within him – the feeling that maybe, just maybe, there was more to his concern than he was willing to admit. His mind wandered back to that day, when Gojo first introduced you to the group.

Final semester, Grad year

“I don’t understand,” Yuji exclaimed, looking at Satoru from his seat on the ground. "We're nearly about to graduate, how are we getting a new student?"

Megumi chimed in, his gaze fixed on the horizon as usual, elbows propped against his knees. "Yeah, it just seems unnecessary."

The white-haired sorcerer smiled, his tone carrying a sense of assurance. “Well, it’s just as I said. One of our sister schools was dissolved. They just didn't have enough students, so they’re being absorbed. Kyoto is getting most of them, but we've also accepted one here since she’s on the same level as you all.”

“She? Oh yeah, that’s all I need to hear. We need more women around here.” Nobara quipped, her excitement palpable. “Sometimes I feel like I'm drowning in testosterone now that Maki’s gone!” 

Yuji laughed at Nobara's comment, while Megumi's lips twitched into a small, barely noticeable smile. The anticipation of a new student brought a sense of excitement and curiosity to the group. 

"I wonder if she'll be as strong as Maki," Yuji mused, his eyes filled with a mix of wonder and excitement.

Nobara shrugged. "Well, Maki was a force to be reckoned with, but that doesn't mean this new girl won't have her own unique skills."

Megumi's voice, typically reserved, joined the conversation. "It's important for us to be open-minded and willing to adapt. We can learn from each other."

Nobara smirked, a playful glint in her eyes. "Looks like Fushiguro is getting all philosophical on us."

His lips quirked up a fraction. "Just stating the facts."

“From the looks of her paperwork she’s quite something.” Gojo beams. “But I suppose we will have to see for ourselves.” He checks the time quickly before looking back to the group. “Speaking of, she should be here any-”

“Gojo-sensei!” A voice calls out from the distance, carrying a hint of sheepishness.

Satoru is quick to spin on his heels, a welcoming grin plastered on his face as you approach. Yuji and Nobara quickly peek over their teacher's shoulders, trying to catch a glimpse, while Megumi remains seated on the ground, staring off into the distance with disinterest.

As you draw closer, a mix of nerves and anticipation settles in the air. Your gaze meets Satoru's warm smile, his playful energy adds to the atmosphere. The courtyard seems to hold its breath for a moment, the excitement tangible.

"You must be our new addition," Satoru says with genuine warmth, extending a hand. 

You return his smile, shaking his hand firmly. "Thank you, Gojo-sensei. I'm excited to be here."

There's a pause before he yanks you forward into a hug. “Oh aren't you just adorable! We're so happy to have you!” He exclaims, squishing your cheeks. Your eyes widen in surprise at the sudden affection but you can’t help but laugh.

You nearly stumble as he releases you, smoothing the front of your uniform as you're greeted next by a pink haired boy and a girl with a bob.

“Sorry he’s a little eccentric. I’m Nobara kugisaki.” She says, shooting a look at Satoru. You shake her hand with a grin. 

“I prefer lovable.” He says still flashing an award winning smile. 

“Yuji Itadori.” The pink haired boy chimes in, butting his way in front of Nobara. 

You greet Yuji with a friendly smile. “It’s nice to meet you!” You chirp, nerves settling a little. There's a slight pause.

“Fushiguro don’t be a dick,” Nobara scolds, turning your attention towards the boy with spiky black hair sitting a few feet behind the exchange. “Introduce yourself!”

Megumi let out a sigh, turning to give you a cursory glance. His words seemed to dissipate as he did a double take, one that didn't go unnoticed by his peers. 

His dark eyes met yours, and for an instant, time seemed to slow. There you were, bathed in the soft glow of the courtyard, a hint of pink dusting your cheeks. Your presence seemed so warm all of a sudden. His heart seemed to beat a bit faster as he took in your appearance. Your features were delicate and captivating, with eyes that held a depth of kindness and curiosity, inviting him to unravel the mysteries that lay within. Your smile, though fleeting, had an innocent charm that tugged at something deep within him. 

To the untrained eye, Megumi seemed unfazed, his serious demeanor never breaking. But his classmates and teacher knew him better than that. 

“y/n.” You gleamed, breaking the momentary silence extending a hand. “Nice to meet you.”

He stood, meeting your outstretched hand. Satoru and his classmates eyed him with an amused grin, but he didnt notice. 

“Megumi Fushiguro.” 

“MEGUMI!” Satoru's voice sliced through Megumi's thoughts, yanking him from his trance.

As he looked over, his heart seemed to stop in his chest. In the distance, in Gojo's arms, was your small form, laying limp.

“Megumi, call Shoko and tell her we’re on our way.” Satorus voice rang in Megumis and for a moment he was frozen.

“Fushiguro, now!” 

Panic surged through him, every ounce of his being jolted into action. Without hesitation, he reached for his phone, his fingers fumbling slightly as he dialed Shoko's number. 

His voice was trembling as he spoke. "Shoko, it's Megumi. We need you to meet us in medical, it's an emergency."

The urgency of the situation hung heavy as Megumi disconnected the call.  His gaze remained fixed on your motionless form as Gojo approached, his shirt stained with blood.  You were barely conscious, breathing shallow and labored. Bruises marred your body, stark against your skin. A deep, ugly gash carved into your collarbone and hip. His mind raced as he processed the gravity of the situation. 

“What-” Megumi's voice croaked, his throat tight as he struggled for words. He fell into step behind Satoru as they burst into the building, urgency propelling their movements down the corridor. “How did this happen?”

“The job information was wrong.” Gojo stated, his voice deceptively calm. “There was a mid-level curse, but there was a special grade that nobody knew about.”

Megumi's gut clenched. The realization that you had been ambushed hit him like a physical blow. Gojo's calm demeanor grated on Megumi's nerves, the contrast between his nonchalance and the gravity of the situation unsettling. He knew Satoru was always one to keep his cool, even in the most dire circumstances, but Megumi's worry for your well-being was a relentless undercurrent beneath his typically composed exterior.

The doors to the medical unit were in sight and Shoko stood waiting, her expression was a mix of concern and readiness. Megumi's steps quickened, his heart pounding in his chest as he approached the medical unit. As they reached the doors, Satorus gaze met Shoko's, a silent exchange passing between them. 

Without a word, Shoko stepped aside, following them in as you were placed down on one of the medical tables. As you were carefully placed down, the jostling movement caused a sharp, pained wail to rip its way from your throat. A small trickle of blood spilled from your mouth.  

The sound cut through the air, a haunting echo that stung Megumi's ears and tugged at his heartstrings. He was by your side almost immediately, hands hovering slightly, wanting to take your hand. Wanting to try and give you some comfort yet not wanting to hurt you. You looked at him, with a lidded, teary gaze, reaching for his hand. 

“Megu-” Your weak voice started, but you froze, megumi watching in horror as your eyes rolled back in your head, your whole body tensed up before beginning to shake. 

"She’s seizing,” Shoko stated, quickly abandoning the medical tray beside her. “Her brain isn’t getting enough blood.” 

She gripped down on one of your shoulders. “Help me hold her down, we don't know how bad her internal injuries are. I don't want her to risk causing further damage!”

Megumi's hesitation was brief, his hands quickly finding their place as he followed Shoko's lead, Satoru at your legs. The sight of your body wracked by the seizure filled him with a helplessness unlike he'd ever felt.  

As the seizure subsided and your body began to relax, Megumi let out a breath he didn't realize he had been holding. Shoko quickly assessed your condition, her hands moving with practiced precision. Megumi's gaze remained locked onto your face.

Shoko's voice was a steady anchor in the chaos. "We need to stabilize her. Get her on an IV and monitor her vitals closely." She paused, looking at Megumi and Gojo. “You guys gotta go. My team needs to work and you’ll both be in the way.”

Megumi's immediate reaction was to protest, his concern for your well-being driving him to stay by your side. But before he could voice his objections, Gojo gripped his arm, a silent command to comply. With a final, lingering look, Megumi took a step back before Gojo led him out the door. 

Once outside the medical unit, Megumi and Satoru were met with the wide-eyed expressions of Nobara and Yuji. Their questions came fast and frantic, a whirlwind of concern and confusion. Satoru stepped forward, his voice a calming presence as he explained the situation, attempting to reassure the worried pair. But for Megumi, the sounds of their voices faded into the background. 

He stared down at his hands, now stained red with blood, your blood. His vision blurred and his ears rang. God, he should've been there. He’d known something was off, he felt it in his bones. His knuckles went white as he clenched his fists. What if-

A hand came down on his shoulder, bringing him back to reality and nearly causing him to flinch. 

“It’s gonna be okay Fushiguro.” Yuji said, giving him a squeeze. “She’s gonna be alright. You should go get cleaned up” He said, eyeing the blood. Satoru was already making his way down the hall to get cleaned up himself. 

Megumi shook his head, swallowing hard. “No.”

“We’ll all wait right here, until Shoko updates us, yeah?” Nobara offered, smiling weakly and nudging Yuji.

The pink haired boy hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement, his grip on Megumi's shoulder tightening briefly before he released it.

Time seemed to stretch on, the minutes pushing into hours.  Nobara and Yuji had shifted to sit against the wall, lumped together, barely keeping their eyes open as the night rolled in. Megumi, on the other hand, couldn't bring himself to sit. Restlessness gnawed at him, he paced back and forth, his steps uneven and agitated. He stole glances at the closed door, each passing moment felt like an eternity. 

Seeing you in such a vulnerable and fragile state had torn through Megumi's heart with an intensity he couldn't ignore.  He cared for you deeply, more deeply than he had allowed himself to acknowledge. His steps faltered, and he came to a stop by the window, his gaze fixed on the outside world but his thoughts centered on you. He couldn't deny it any longer. His friends were right. It was so obvious, staring him in the face. How had he just realized?

“You guys were right.” His voice broke the silence, turning towards his friends but unable to meet their eyes. They looked up at him, confused and groggy expressions. 

“I’m in love with her.” 

Nobara's eyebrows shot up, her surprise evident as she glanced at Yuji before back at Megumi. Yuji's lips curved into a small sad smile, his eyes softening with understanding.

Nobara recovered first, her tone gentle but teasing. "Well, it's about time you figured it out, Fushiguro." Yuji chuckled, nodding in agreement.

Megumi grit his teeth, looking back down at his hands and your now dried blood. “What if she- What if i can’t-” He can't find the words to continue, not wanting to speak the worst. 

“Hey, don't say that, dude," Yuji's voice was firm yet reassuring, his eyes locked onto Megumis.  "She’s gonna be fine. Shoko's doing everything she can, and we're all here for her."

Nobara's expression was equally determined as she added, "We've faced tough situations before, and we've come out stronger."

Their words were a lifeline, pulling him back from despair. Megumi let out a shaky breath, his fists relaxing slightly as he looked from Yuji to Nobara. 

The doors opening pulled them from their huddle, Megumi whipping around to meet Shoko as she came towards them. The blood on her uniform had his stomach twisting nervously. 

 "Shoko," Megumi's voice was a mixture of anxiety and urgency, his eyes searching her face for any sign of hope or reassurance.

Shoko's expression was a mix of weariness and exhaustion, her eyes meeting Megumi's as she came to a halt in front of them. "She'll live," she began. "We managed to stabilize her condition and stop the bleeding."

Relief flooded through Megumi's veins, the weight on his chest lifting ever so slightly. His gaze remained locked onto Shoko's, his gratitude and worry warring within him.

Nobara's voice broke the tense silence, her tone a mix of concern and curiosity. "But...?"

Shoko's gaze never wavered, her words measured and somber. "She's still unconscious, and there's significant trauma that we need to address. It's going to be a long night." She sighed. “You all need to go get some rest, and Megumi you need to clean yourself up.”

Nobara gripped his arm, giving a supportive squeeze. "You heard her," she said, her voice firm yet compassionate. "We need to take care of ourselves too. Let's go get some rest, Megumi."

Yuji chimed in, his expression mirroring their collective sentiment. "Yeah, she's right. We'll be back here first thing in the morning."

Megumi hesitated for a moment, his gaze shifting from Shoko to his friends. The exhaustion that had settled into his bones was undeniable, and the prospect of a few hours of rest was tempting. He knew that taking care of himself was important not only for his well-being but also for your sake.

With a nod, he finally relented. "Alright. Let's go."

Megumi didn't wake until late morning the next day, the worry had wracked his body with exhaustion to the point he didn't remember falling asleep. He was quick to scramble out of bed, throwing on whatever was nearest and hurrying his way down to the recovery ward. 

As he approached he saw Shoko and Satoru outside your room in conversation. 

"Shoko, Gojo," he called out, his voice a mix of anxiety and anticipation. "How is she? Is she awake?"

Shoko turned to him, her expression tired. "She woke up a little while ago," she replied, her tone carrying a sense of relief. "She's conscious and stable."

A wave of relief washed over Megumi, his shoulders slumping slightly as the tension that had gripped him began to loosen. Satoru offered him a reassuring nod, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips.

"She's asking for you," Satoru added, his voice gentle. "I think she'd be glad to see you."

Megumi's heart skipped a beat at the mention of your request.

He nodded and quickly dipped into the room. Yuji and Nobara were by your side, engaged in conversation. Your laughter, though accompanied by a wince, was a welcome sound.

“Hey.” Megumi breathed, approaching the foot of the bed. You met his gaze and your face lit up, causing his stomach to flutter. 

“Hey Fushiguro, I was starting to think you forgot about me.” you teased, your lighthearted energy a stark contrast to the situation you were in, bandages wrapped around your form and stitches lacing your body. It was refreshing. 

A small smile played at the corners of his lips as he took his own seat next to the bed, his gaze fixed on you. "As if I could forget," he replied softly.

Yuji and Nobara looked at the pair of you and then to each other, sharing a knowing smile before rising from their spots. 

“We're gonna go get breakfast.” Nobara chimed innocently. 

“Yup, yup. We’ll come back in a bit,” Yuji added, a bit more obvious, leaving no doubt that their departure was intentional.

Megumi mentally facepalmed, but you seemed none the wiser. Giving them both a smile as they waved you off and quickly made their exit. 

Once you were alone, you looked back at Megumi, giving a sheepish smile. “Sorry I caused such a scare.” You mumbled.

He shook his head, his expression softening. "No need to apologize. I'm just glad you're okay." His voice was sincere, his concern evident in his eyes as he met your gaze. "You had us all worried."

You nodded slowly, looking back down at your hands as they fidgeted in your lap. “I remember you being there before I blacked out.” 

"Yeah, I was there," he confirmed softly. Your lips pursed.

“I’m sorry you had to see me like that.” You said, eyebrows knitting together.

Megumi took your hand without thinking. "Don't apologize," he replied, his voice gentle. "It was scary, but it made me realize something important.”

“Yeah me too.” You said, squeezing his hand in response.

“Oh?” Megumi raised an eyebrow, his curiosity piqued. “You first.”

A playful exchange ensued as you hesitated, “No you first.” prompting each other to speak first, resulting in an awkward chuckle shared between you.

“Okay. I’ll go first,” Megumi finally said, taking a breath. 

There was a brief pause, both of you struggling to make eye contact, the air thick with anticipation. And then, as if propelled by an unseen force, you both blurted out your revelations simultaneously.

“I’m in love with you.”

The words hung in the air, a powerful confession that seemed to reverberate around the room. Megumi's heart raced, his gaze locked onto yours, his dark eyes reflecting a mixture of surprise, vulnerability and confusion. You stared back at him, your own heart pounding, the admission leaving you both exposed and raw. 

“What?” He questioned, almost not believing his ears. 

You bit your lip, pausing for another moment before you spoke. “Megumi.. I’m in love with you, and I have been for a long time. I didn't think you felt the same way so I never said anything but almost dying made me realize I would rather you knew and-” The words were snowballing as you blabbered nervously before you noticed a smile curling its way onto Megumi's lips. 

He leaned forward, grip tightening on your hand as a deep blush crept its way up your neck. “What are you smiling like that for?” You asked, voice now small and self conscious. 

“I’m…” Megumi's voice trailed off, and he shook his head slightly as if trying to gather his thoughts. “I'm so stupidly in love with you too, and I just didn't realize how much until now.”

Another silence fell over the room as you both soaked in each other's words. You bit your lip, looking up at him with a grin, a giggle spilling from your lips. His own grin now plastered across his face  in response. 

“Well I'm glad we got that out of the way.” You said quietly, sucking in a breath as he leaned in.

“Me too.” He mumbled before his lips were pressing into yours.

©lulusworks 2023

[ms-cartoon]

Warning: This post will contain mentions of assault or anything along the lines of it. You get the idea.

My review for HH ep 2 was supposed to be out by now, but there are some things I have to say first. My reasoning for sticking around for Hazbin Hotel is all gone except for Vox right now. I love Husk too, but they really just kinda ruined him for me in ep 4. I'm probably being dramatic but that's just how I feel. If he's supposed to be this wise bartender who's meant to make people feel better and help reach an understanding of some sort, he really just failed at that.

EP 4 of Hazbin Hotel is probably the worst one out of all the eps released so far. There are PLENTY of flaws to point out, but they can be said for some other posts I'll upload soon. What I'm mainly concerned with as of now is that "Loser Baby" song sung by HuskerDust.

So it's revealed that Husk was once an overlord and was always gambling. He betted his status and powers when playing against Alastor and lost. Now I guess he's forced to do whatever Alastor wants such as being a bartender. . . .

Sorry to get off topic here but. . . . Husk was an overlord??? I don't like how they just suddenly reveal that. It caught me off guard. I know they sorta foreshadowed it in the pilot, but they should've given most newcomers to the show a hint or something. It honestly feels like the writers just pulled that revelation out their asses just to add some positivity and similarity between Angel and Husk's relationship (because Viv and the fans just love idea of this ship oh so much)

Also, since he was previously an overlord, how come nobody's heard of him??? Everybody will get shocked when they hear or see Alastor or recognize him by his radio shows. Everybody knows the Three Vs, Camilla, etc. but not a Husk??? The Overlord with a gambling addiction?? Charlie and Vaggie will get shocked when Alastor comes in the picture but look at Husk like he's some random dude that just popped outta nowhere?

Plus, Alastor didn't force Husk to work as a bartender. In the pilot, he was easily convinced with cheap booze.

Speaking of his gambling addiction; well we all know he likes to gamble judging by his appearance. But gambling being his addiction?? Since when was that implied?

Anyway . . . . At this point, I don't get what the idea of that song is or what Husk meant by it. Maybe I am overlooking it, but its pretty hard not to believe knowing how Viv screws up her writing skills and how she went about it. According to all the Viv defenders, the song was meant to say Angel isn't alone in being stuck in a situation he feels he can't get out of and that Husk can understand where he's coming from and what he's going through. Well sorry to burst y'all's bubble, but even if that was, they just did wrong ENTIRELY. (Sidenote: If you Hazbin lovers wanna see it how u see it, then fine. But Imma stick with what I believe and there's nothing that could be said to change my mind, so don't bother trying to correct me.)

Husk makes it seem like he knows exactly what it's like being in Angel's shoes; signing a contract and being forced to do something against his will. That part seems to be the only thing they have similar. Except what happened with Husk in the past should NOT count as a similarity!

Husk: Loses a bet against Alastor, costing his soul and status as an overlord. Agrees to commit to Alastor's biddings apparently, including being a bartender for a hotel (which he wasn't really forced to do. He doesn't seem to be afraid in refusing Alastor's requests. I partially don't even believe it was apart of the deal to do what Alastor wanted)

Angel: Is a pornstar. Forced to be a pornstar and do whatever Val wants him to do. Including submitting to him and his sexual needs, getting beaten, r8ped, assaulted (sexually even), exploited, drugged, etc.

What part of Angel's problem should Husk be understanding? Alastor doesn't beat or r8pe Husk! It's never even revealed what Husk goes through with Alastor. I doubt it's anything bad on his part, since he clearly isn't afraid to talk smack to the powerful radio demon who could kill him in an instant. They just . . . had that past and now Husk is doing him a permanant favor. What Husk is doing now isn't even anything bad. He's working as a bartender for a hotel and is being paid to do it. He may not like, but it's nothing bad. What ANGEL is going through on the other hand?? The word "bad" doesn't even begin to cover it.

Husk may not know what Angel goes through (though he should connect the dots since Angel hinted at him when he revealed he gets drugged all the time) but Angel just full on agreeing with him and accepting that he's a loser for what he goes through and having to embrace his situation????

Ummm . . . . NO!

Bro! You just saw Angel about to get drugged!! He should NOT have to accept that!!

[multifandomslxt]

NCT 127 AND PLACES THEY WOULD FUCK YOU

(just so yk this is dirty asf and inspired by my moot @neoculturecollectives)

Taeil

In the upstairs bathroom at your parents' house

And because as I've said multiple times

Mr. Moon gets shit done

HARD

DEEP

AND MF RAW

do not play in his fucking face😭😭

istg

he'll treat you like a ragdoll

tells you to strip completely

while the only thing he does is unbuckle his belt and pull his cock out

Did I mention that he would be BRICKED UP??

His aim here is actually for your parents to catch you

I am so sorry but honestly

he's fucking you against the door

100%

and if you're trying to hold back your moans???

Hard slaps on the back of our thigh

If your parents ask if everything is okay out of concern...

"Aren't you gonna answer them?"

as he POUNDS into you

and if you don't answer????

Babeeeeeee he thrusts deeper and harder

"Fucking answer them right now"

As he grips the fuck outta your jaw

HE DOES NOT GIVE A FUCK!!

Taeyong

On a High rise balcony

I said what I said

He likes to show off his pretty things

and that is exactly what you are

OMGGGGGG

If someone happened to see you both...

"Be a good girl and show them just how much you love my cock"

HE WOULD WANT YOU TO BE LOUD

And the toys he would use???

pleaseeeeeeeeee

the vibrator that he's been fucking into you for the past 3 minutes???

and you better not cum bitch

NOT WITHOUT HIS MF PERMISSION

Makes you spread your legs wide so

"Everyone can look but they will never be able to touch"

MAKES YOU SQUIRT OVER THE RAILING!!!

a stranger probably thought it was raining or something

Johnny

The dark VIP section of a very much alive nightclub.

Let's get one thing straight

YOU WILL BE ON HIS LAP!

He wouldn't try to be discreet

If you're gonna ride him

Ride him properly babe

or else he’ll take matters into his own hands

and bend you over the table and fuck you

And yk we've discussed this

He's 100% fucking a baby into you

When he cums

he's cumming hard

so hard that it actually starts to run out of you

uses his tip to push it back into you

then slaps his tip on your clit and laughs as you tremble

ALSO

YOU WILL BE GIVING HIM A BLOWJOB!!!!

as I said earlier

he will not be discreet

"The men over there a touching themselves so go ahead and give them a show sugar plum"

Yuta

In the dressing room at one of his concerts specifically 5 minutes before he has to go on

It may seem like a short time

because it is

but It's Yuta Nakamoto we're talking about

He's making it work

Fuck a condom (Ya'll better wear protection and don't play with me)

He's going in rawwwwww

I'm sorry but

no foreplay

he ain't got the time for that

the most you'll get is a slap on both your tits

and him roughly palming you

then he forces himself inside of you

one word

BEAST

THIS AIN'T ABOUT YOU!

understand that this is one of the rare times

where he doesn't care if you cum or not

once he's done

HE'S DONE!

"This pussy is mine so I'll use it how I please."

Doyoung

IN A CHURCH!!!!!!

Everyone say thank you ANDYYYY

@neoculturecollectives this is because of you (yall go look at her blog rn and you'll see what I'm talking about)

IM SO SORRY BUT...

Doyoung would fuck you in the bathroom while the sermon is going on 😭😭

He would also fuck you at the back of the bus on the way to the annual church picnic

DARE I SAYYYY

RIigth after bible study toooo

And this ain't no regular fuck

THIS IS THE P0RNST4R TYPE OF FUCKINGGGG

spit would be everywhereeee

leaving the bathroom with a white stain on your brand-new church dress...girrrlllllll

The smirk he would give you knowing he did that

and he'll do it again

The same fingers he uses to skip the pages of the Bible

are the same fingers that were inside of you a couple of minutes ago

Made you squirt all over the bathroom mirror

"We'll ask for forgiveness after but right now, this will be our dirty little secret okay?"

Jaehyun

In a crowded elevator

Jaehyun has class and etiquette I swear.

But when your ass is rubbing against his cock in a crowded elevator

He's...tempted

doesn't matter what type of bottoms you're wearing

he's finding a way to fuck you lmaooo

slow and steady because unlike Johnny

he'd try to be discreet

pretends to adjust himself but in reality

he's just trying to thrust a bit deeper without making it obvious

he cums messily babessss

his hips would start to buck

beads of sweat would be all over his forehead

would let out a low groan.

even when you get to your floor he's staying on until everybody leaves

fucks you while looking into the elevator camera

I SAID WHAT I SAID.

"Such a dirty and classless slut you are"

Jungwoo

On a hiking trail when it's most active

like animals

yall are fucking in the nearby bushes

He uses a condom

he's a good boy

but he's also fucking you on the bark of a tree

so...

don't worry though

I promise he makes it worthwhile

Loves to use his fingers

when he sees someone coming

he'll use one hand to cover your mouth

and the other to finger the daylights outta you babeeeeee

USES HIS LEG TO MAKE SURE BOTH OF YOURS STAY OPEN

note: he doesn't care if you came 100 times

you are doing that shit again

also

DOGGY STYLE!!!!

like actual animals

"Just one more time. Come on baby show me how far you can go."

Mark

In the practice room while he's on a 10-minute break

First of all

Baby is frustrated as hell

and also in a rush

Trust me when I say

HE'S PUTTING THOSE BIG ASS MIRRORS TO USE!!

oh hell yessssssss

yall got ten minutes

and he turns you into a damn gymnast

There is a s3x position called

"Seashell"

OH YESSSS

and you better look in that damn mirror

omgggg

makes you watch through the mirror

as his cock slowly sinks into you

in reverse cowgirl position

in less than ten minutes

he makes you squirt all over the mirror

and cums in your panties and tells you to put them back on.

"Don't you fucking dare take your eyes off that mirror"

"Even if my cum is dripping down your legs don't take those panties off "

Haechan

In a supply closet LITERALLY ANYWHERE

A classic hookup place

but when I say ANYWHERE

I mean it could be a Walmart, a school

a church

An office

bitch it doesn't matter

as long as a supply closet is there

he's ready

ALWAYS does it raw (Again, please be smart yall use protection)

Even when he's not in a rush

he fucks like he is

rough

and extremely harsh with his words😭😭

Gets carried away sometimes

and overstimulates you

yall started out standing

but he will fuck you to YOUR KNEES!

don't play with him

Makes sure you're okay when he's finished

and he's ALWAYS the first to walk out of that closet

with a smirk on his face and your panties hanging out of his picket

No, he wouldn't try to be discreet.

"Such a need whore. Practically begging for my cock"

"Aw, are you crying because it's too much? Stupid Slut"

[sugar-omi]

Just some brainrot because we love Cove. (Also, your fics are soooo good. Thanks for sharing it with us. I mean omega! and rockstar!cove :o )

So, we have Step 3 Cove in hand some time after Patreon's nsfw moment. MC is obssessed with giving him head, of course. He's so cute when you do...what can I say ? I'm a simple human. So yes they do it often, like casually saying : "Cove, I'm hungry." while you two are casually hanging out. At first he doesn't understand but the look in your eyes convey your message to him.

Most of the time, you'll be totally satisfied with just leaving him all red, dishevelled and flustered. Just having him putty in your hand makes your day. But at some point, when you ask Cove to come to your house (without kinky ideas in mind for once) he asks you if your just horny. While it makes sense, I like imagining that MC decides to not get him off anymore. Obviously until he begs, all red and pent up, for a release.

In the meantime, MC just spent their time teasing him. Light touches, flirty remarks and maybe getting him all worked up while making out only to purposefully stop. The poor guy, will clearly snap if show up at his door, anklet on.

This was a bit long and I'm sorry if there's any mistake as english isn't my first language.

I LOVE YOU ANON IM SO GLAD YOU LIKE ROCKSTAR!COVE TOO HEHE 🙈🙈🙈(omega!cove too, im having sm thoughts abt him lately...) also dw your english is perfect n i feel like you took an exert outta my head LMAO

tags : NSFW, hc's, gn reader, multiple choice dialogue, this just a really big ramble bc i've been a zombie thinking abt this shit n now we're here...., mmm overstim, oral (cove/reader receiving), reader's a TEASE, mind break honestly, ooc but idc 🏌️

he's confused when you first make subtle hints/advances, but i think realization hits him like a truck a millisecond later

for the longest you two wouldn't be able to keep your hands off each other

late at night sneaking into the others room so you can suck cove off, trying to keep all the slurping and gagging noises to a minimum

cove's moans are another struggle, but i say climb on top of him and let him eat you out / suck you off while you suck him off too

ohh his head would SPIN with that

he almost woke up your mom's last week because he moaned a little too loud when he finished

so now you're on top of him, your lovely ass and sex in his face

ahhh he'd be so fucking cute. teary eyed and whining into and drooling all over your cunt / cock, pulling you down onto his face so he can get more of you

also i loveee the thought of sucking him off in his car

realistically, i don't think step 3 cove could even handle the thought, he'd probably faint and hit his head n die LMAO

but arghh it'd be so hot

you went on a nice date, and now you're sitting in the parking lot of a beach far from home late at night, and tonight was so much fun.

shopping, movies, you even got some nice food from a hole in the wall restaurant

and now you're finally alone, no one around to see your boyfriend throw his head back, claw at the steering wheel and moan and babble and try not to thrust up into your mouth because he doesn't wanna hurt you

he's so whiny, and so loud

you've been sneaking around for awhile now, you can't blame him for wanting to be vocal because fuck your hot, wet mouth around his cock is so hot

and definitely doesn't help he's probably overstimulated, his cock so sensitive because you've been touching n sucking him off so much

let alone when he's rubbing one out in the shower before a date/event or in the middle of the night because he had a wet dream about you<333

mmm idk about yall, but i would break him <333

of course he doesn't interpret every touch or invite as sexual, but i also you've ruined him so you can't blame him, its your fault 🤭🤭

so now whenever you rub and squeeze his thigh, or give him a hot kiss, or say something like "cove, i wanna leave now... " or "come over, i miss you <3"

or send him a spicy text, "i had a dirty dream about you, can i come over, please?"

z

also omfg i would be so satisfied with just teasing him too…

i love it so much. it’s the best actually

mm i like having long nails, i’m always thinking about getting a new set/doing your nails all pretty and you’re showing them off to cove then you tell him “i wanna see how they look around your dick”

he’d love that omfg

imagine dragging your nails over his chest, teasing his sensitive nipples before you move down, pulling out his dick and giving languished strokes while you kiss him breathless, only moving onto leaving love bites all over his neck n chest once he’s a drooling, blushing mess <33

i think he’s gotten used to your late night/midday booty calls too

so when you invite him over, he can’t help but anticipate sex

but instead you’ve set up some snacks and a movie you’ve been waiting to come out set up on the TV and now cove looks like a fool with a half hard dick and with how fast he rushed over here

when you ask what’s wrong he’s mumbling, stuttering out how he thought you had ulterior motives for inviting him over…

so now it’s his fault because now he’s set up on your couch with him on your lap, teasing him about how he’s too horny to even imagine his s/o would want a normal date, no ulterior motives whatsoever

how he probably can’t even hold your hand without thinking about how you jerked him off in the bathroom of his workplace

and you’re so fucking right

because some days he can’t even kiss you without remembering his taste on your lips, can’t forget how your legs were trembling on either side of his head and now you’re having lunch with your families

how you’re sharing ice cream and jokes with your friends like you didn’t pull him aside before you left and got him off, begging him to cum, that you need to taste him to get by

omfg i also love the reverse/the consequence of breaking cove this way

because either way, he’s obsessed with you too

needs to taste you, have you… he’s just dying every day to have you under his hands, on his tongue..

and i can’t decide which i love more.. teasing cove bc he needs to have you, or teasing cove bc he gets so wound up from you needing him often

bc both is so delicious, and both of them scratch my brain so much

cove eagerly eating you out / sucking you off at the beach, he can’t even focus on teaching you surfing/surfing with you or building sandcastles, etc. because all he can think about is you n having his mouth on you…

you’ll show him a new outfit or sit in his lap or cuddle up next to him, etc. and now he’s thinking about ruining you in those clothes or sinking onto his knees giving you head while you lay back on the couch, still focused on your show

i love how in the ORCA dinner moment cove gets tense when you touch his thigh

i think he’d definitely be obsessed with you teasing him, working him up, dirty talking him especially

oh fuck i almost forgot. in the first patreon nsfw moment, he loves when you pull away before he finishes and you “don’t want it to end”

so technically this is canon <3333

so he’d definitely love is you pulled up to your date one day, anklet on and looking so lovely

n you’re touching his thigh, telling him how good he looks, kissing him suddenly and then pulling him into a deeper kiss when he gets it together

at some point you end up in his car, too busy swapping spit and slipping your hands where you can to get a feel of each other under those clothes, to even make it home

of course eventually you do, but even then your teasing doesn’t stop

ohhh sitting in his lap, rolling your hips into his, kissing him breathless until he’s babbling

you try to pull away, partially to tease cove but also because its late and his dad will be back any time now

but he convinces you to just get each other off, that you’ll have enough time so please?

and while you’re jerking cove off, you hear cliff’s car pull up and cove has not been quiet whatsoever, you couldn’t possibly risk it

but he’s so desperate, he’s so close to finishing, you can’t stop now!!

on the verge of tears prbly, all blushy and hot and a total mess

babbling about how he’ll be quiet so please make him cum, he’ll be good so please.

he’s such a doll, and he does keep his promise, even if it means shoving your undies in his mouth or muffling him some other way, like with your hands, lips, or sex

or you can let him bite/hide his face in the pillow, messing up his bed from all his squirming…

fuck this turned into such a big ramble tysm for sending this, im sorry i used this as a chance to unleash my apocalypse of horny brainworms LOL

[hobies-princealbert]

Hi!! Omg i wanna say ur hc’s and fics are sooo good whaaat pls pat urself on the back bc u ate that!!!? I really enjoyed your fontaine bf hcs but i was wondering if u could do some nsfw bf hcs for him. Hes just so 😫😫😫😫

awwww yall go make me blush. thank you very much though it's means alot that to you enjoy my works.

ﾟ+.ヽ(≧▽≦)ﾉ.+ﾟ

"taine, you a down bad munch" | fontaine x reader (nsfw)

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♡ fontaine is versatile when it comes to sex. whatever you want, as long as he's down he'll do it. can be rough as hell if you want. he's talking hand prints on your ass, running mascara, bruised hips, raspy screams. all you gotta do is give him the go ahead.

♡ can also be very sappy when you need him to be. not candle light and rose petals sappy. but he'll hold your hand, kiss your wrists, rub your back, just anything you need to get you closer to release. he'll do it. after all, he's here's to make his girl feel good, and he wouldn't be able to get a good night's sleep knowing you weren't at least shedding a couple tears by the time he's done.

♡ he loves to talk his shit. if your shy and don't say much, don't worry he'll get a couple words outta you. he's a big tease too, and will edge you for hours just for you to say one word. he wants you confident enough to ask for what you want, and what you don't want from him. he really does prioritize communication alot.

♡ if you already love to talk your shit, he'll be putty in your hands. loves someone who can boss him around every now and then. tell him where to touch and how to touch, he'll adore you.

♡ loves when you get really soft on him. stroke his cheek, kiss all over his face, even tell him you love him. hell, it's enough to make a nigga blush.

♡ loves car sex. will pull into an alleyway, day or night, and have your heels digging into his dash board. it's a tight space, little to no distractions, and semi public, all the things that gets his motor going (pun intended).

♡ a veteran munch. and he's gangsta enough to admit it. and if someone call him corny, he'll just laugh. cuz he knows a nigga that can't get pussy ain't running his mouth about it. you loveee his munch tendencies, even when he gets the itch at the most inopportune times.

you opened the door to your apartment, just to see taine standing in the hallway. you stare at him confused for a bit, cause wtf. "taine? what the hell you doin' here, it's almos' one in the damn morning?"

"i texted you earlier sayin' 'm comin' over, didn't i?" he did. but that was earlier in the day. once it passed 10pm you thought he got caught up with something, so you took your ass to bed. but you should've known better, taine always keeps his word.

not even giving you time to cuss his ass out, a pair of familiar hands grabbed at your waist, and lifted you off the ground. he kicked the door close, placed you on the nearest soft surface he could find. as you felt your legs being lifted onto his shoulders, you knew exactly why he was here now.

"taine, you a down bad munch" you smirked as he grumbles how tight these damn shorts are, as he desperately tries to get them off.

"yea yea talk all the shi' you wan'. hope you can stil' talk all that' shi' by the time I'm done"

♡ fucking panty thief. what can he say he has a thing for keeping souvenirs, especially if it was a good fuck. he has no shame with it. will slide them down your legs while he's getting dressed, and just stuffs them into his back pocket. and he don't wanna hear it. not like you can protest anyways, you're too fucked out to agrue with him.

♡ loves loves loves when you leave marks on him. the man has a possession kink, that's for sure. bite marks on his shoulders, hickeys on his neck and scratches all over his forearms and back. the man wears them like a badge on honor. And if anyone asks, he grows the most shit eating grin and tell em his girl left him some keepsakes.

♡ and speaking of possessive. if you're in a situationship with this man, or yall haven't cuffed each other yet, either way don't you even think about dealing with another nigga. taine would never be able to tolerate the idea of another dick drilling into your cunt. as far as he's concerned, he's the only one who knows how to make you feel good. good enough to make a blabbering, shaking mess of yourself.

♡ is his girl that greedy that he alone can't satisfy her? well shit, guess he gonna have to convince you other wise. cause to him, with way your cunt clenches around him, she knows he's the only one for you. but it's like your brain hasn't got the memo yet. don't worry he'll fix it.

(and if he ever found that man you fucking with, guess he's breaking another pair of legs. he doesn't like sharing. at all. just the idea pisses him off already.)

♡ his aftercare is decent. he's not to be overly affectionate post nut. he doesn't mind a nice cuddle session though. and he's sweet enough to remember to carry you to the bathroom, so you can pee.

"want some water? sure thing ma"

"hungry? what ya feeling for baby, want me to order take out or sumthin'?"

♡ he'll even have a warm, damp towel on hand to wipe you down, if you want him to.

[cringefail-clown]

I'm so fucking invested in your turnabout au I'm going to explode please just like ramble if you up to it

hoo boy lets do it

so atm my favourite part of the au to think about is post scratch bro and his relationship with hal, post scratch roxy and what dave would think about him. like for example i don't think he'd be this big superstar like post scratch dave was in canon, his work against the condence would be much more subtle. i imagine him working much more closely with roxy and grandpa jake - its not clear in canon how much dave, rose and jade collaborated together, they for sure were in contact, but its honestly up to interpretation. those three in the au would probably work very closely together, maybe roxy and dirk could help jake with building up skaianet - dirk as an engineer and rox as a programmer. they'd also have their own gigs on the side, roxy would sure as hell hijack crocercorp with malware every chance she got, and dirk would have some obscure websites that'd spread propaganda against condence under the veil of weird puppet stuff and insane chatbots. he'd probably write some kind of this universes detective pony parody book and get it published and it'd become one of the most recognisable pieces of literature documenting the takeover of the troll empire and the rebellion against it

(some quick designs of hal and bro i pulled outta my ass)

honestly he'd probably become some sort of vigilante batman-esque figure in this universe?? he'd show up unexpected, blow some crockercorp warehouses and disappear into the night. and after hal joins him when he builds him a body the media would paint them as some sort of twin antiheroes lmfao

oh man and hal. it'd go simialrly as it was in canon, dirk would fuck around and copy his brain at a young age and they'd HATE each other at first. like dirk would feel responsible for creating hal, and hal would resent the shit outta him - like how dare he be the one who gets to keep the body and hal must be stuck in a pair of glasses, trapped with no means of escaping? but they'd start working together when they find out about dave and the future to ensure their lil bro has the best chances of survival, and in time they'd bond over it and their shared work against condy. they'd come up with a plan so that hal goes into sleep mode until the arrival of the meteor (bc no way in hell dirk would make hal go through hundreds of years of lonely existance, watching as humanity slowly ceases to exist and unable to do anything about it, he'd go nuts).

and the day finally comes when dirk would have to go face the batterwitch so he'd put hal in the apartment and they would tell each other one last goodbye and dirk would put hal in the sleep mode. and hal would wake up like only seconds passed, not years upon years, only the vast ocean streching as far as his eyes could see behind the dirty, dusty windows, and he'd know his one brother is long dead, gone while facing the enemy he was destined to lose against but had to do it anyway, and the other one moments from crashing into the waters below on a meteor sent by some insane video game that creates new universes. he'd sit there for a while, reality slowly sinking in, and he'd probably desperatly wish like he hasn't in years, to be human again and to mourn his losses the human way, because as advanced as his robotic body was he haven't thought about updating it with some goddamn tearducks.

on a lighter note, imagine dirk crunching numbers for three days straight to figure out how much food he'd have to stock in the apartment to make sure dave doesn't grow up malnourished, desperately googling "how much calories does an *insert age* year old need". he'd be banned from every supermarket in at least two states. he would walk into the store and employees would start weeping at the sight of him. i think about it a lot

[dootdootwriting]

Hello! Could I possibly request Scaramouche (if you writing for him if not then Xiao) where he has gn s/o (if your cool with gn) that has a horrible habit of constantly getting into fights with random people (treasure hoarders, samurai, the tenyrou commission, etc.), that are 100% on purpose just to show off to Scara douche (or Xiao) how cool they are. Who actually wins those fights is completely up to you though.

~Have a lovely day :)

i will do BOTH these boys and aditionally tighnari because ummmm sumeru characters my loves <333 (requests are now OPEN for characters from the new sumeru quest(s)!!)

ahaha.... guess i have to make a sumeru header now too pairing: scaramouche, xiao, tighnari x reader (separate) tw: swearing, light injury type: fluff, established relationship, sfw! pronouns used: none in scara/xiao, they/them in tighnari's a/n: i'm back lmao (￣▽￣*)ゞ sorry for being away for so long i had to go have a hot boy summer. hcs under the cut as always!

SCARAMOUCHE

first of all, hates that you think you have to prove yourself to him. he takes it as an offense to him because he thinks that you think that he didn't pick a worthy partner

he's overthinking. you're just trying to show off

secretly finds it REALLY hot, but won't admit it until he's dead and buried

he's a little annoyed because obviously you don't win every battle and then he has to pick you up and have his guys take care of whoever was your target this week

he also secretly likes taking care of you when you lose

"hey, scara, didn't you see that move i pulled back there?? i totally knocked that asshole down. didja see??"

"i saw him kick your ass afterwards"

"but i was cool right?"

"you lost. nobody who lost can claim they're cool, idiot."

but you look down at him as he's bandaging up your twisted ankle and you can tell he's trying (and failing) to suppress his smile, with a light blush on his face

XIAO

he's so worried. hes SO WORRIED

you're the person most important to him (tied with zhongli) and he does everything in his power to protect you.

AND YOU JUST GO FIGHT PEOPLE ON SIGHT???

horrifying

he comes off as prickly and rude when he tells you off for fighting, but he's really just worried (｡•́︿•̀｡)

"please stop that.... you really have to be more careful"

he trusts you, but he also doesn't want to lose you. he means well

"but wasn't i so cool out there? i can take care of myself, you know."

"i know that. just cut it out."

he genuinely does care. and you can tell this because whenever he scolds you he flushes just a bit and turns his head away

give him a little kiss on the head and he flushes even more

you just gotta hold him close and remind him that you're okay. he leans into it for a while and eventually protests, but he really does enjoy it

whenever you go challenge another opponent he makes sure to wait close by just in case you get hurt

TIGHNARI

subtly proud of you

he's glad you're confident enough in yourself to go fight everyone, and is quick to diffuse the situation if your opponent gets too riled up

"please excuse my partner. sometimes they don't understand when to stop."

treats any wounds you get and is gently stern with you while he does

"i'm aware you just want to show off, but please don't put your life on the line so easily. you're actually very important to me."

HELLO??? damn bro (⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)

he's always very lighthearted when you lose, reassuring that you'll get the next one, etc

and when you win, he hypes you up. occasionally gets a little off the hook and says things like "DID YA SEE THAT? YOU'LL NEVER BEAT THEM!"

makes your opponents mad. oops. time to run

grabs your hand, gives you a little kiss, and then you're OUTTA THERE

[cherry-poppins]

Take Me Back To The Night We Met- (Nightmare!Sans X Female Reader)

TW// strong language, violence, mentions of suicidal thoughts, ect.

Tales like ours are always sweet sorrow

If i knew it all now i'd do it all again

Forgive me for what will become

and embrace it here now and forever

"Ah!" I cry out, clutching my hand to my shoulder. That's the second wall I bumped into, you'd think I'd get better at the whole running thing.

I pick up my pace as I hear shouting behind me, "You can run but you ain't getting away with this that easily, bitch!!"

I'm so screwed...

So here I am, running for my life, away from some jackass pricks from school because I may have "accidentally"  punch one of  their girlfriends' (Aka the bratty ass popular girl) nose and broke it ... but hey I had a very good reason to!! It's because I caught her cheating and well....

she threatened me, telling me how she was gonna spread all sort of nasty rumours about me to the whole school and blah, blah, blah you get the point. She also slapped me across the face, which I swear is gonna leave a bruise. And then I defended myself like any bullied senior student would do. And of course the snake had to cry to her boyfriend who just  happened to be the popular "bad boy" of the school. Bastard didn't even give me a head start after school. Soon as I left  the gates of hell, him and his gang were already onto me, which they are now currently chasing my ass through the city streets. Fucking peachy....

I bolt through the streets, mazing through shady alley ways, jaywalking across roads, trying to outrun these bastards so I don't get my ass beat. At this point I'm surprised I was even still going, my lungs were burning , my feet felt like I running on glass, and my legs felt like they were about to collapse.

I turned my head quickly to see if they were still on my tail and they were still at it, screaming my names along with petty insults. Choking on my own breath and saliva I try to look for another ally way to turn at, instantly regretting my choice as I turned. Finding myself at a dead end. I look around frantically, hoping there was a way to escape but it was too late.

The boys skidded to a stop as they saw my cornered, they could see that they had won. fighting wasn't even an option, having no experience in combat and them being twice my size.

I backed myself up against the alley wall, try to catch my breath so I could attempt to beg for mercy "Look man, I don't want any trouble-"

The boy laughed, slowing walking up to me with his gang not far behind him "Heh, should'a thought bout that before you hit my girl" he interrupted.

"Man she cheated on your simping ass, I did you a favour!" I yelled, trying to stall. For what exactly?! I'm not sure, a goddamn miracle at this point. To have enough time to have this mental argument with myself?! "Look, why don't we all just go home and forget about this whole mess?"

"Alright, we can all go home and pretend this was  all a bad dream" he paused as he stopped a few feet in front of me.  "After the beat the living crap outta you..."

He curled his hand in to a fist, his arm pulling back aiming for the front of my nose. His hand smashed against the brink wall as I ducked  from his blow. I swear I heard a few knuckles break.

Whilst he was screaming about his new injuries I tried running past him only for me to be yanked back be the collar of my shirt, my back colliding against the brick wall. Before i could even get a chance to shake of the ringing in my ears I felt two sets of arms holist me up and pin my against the wall as the first punch colliding my my right eye. Followed by five more aiming for my jaw, nose, my left eye and again with my nose.

Spitting up blood along with a tooth I tried to stay conscious, all while I had completely lost most of my senses. I didn't even notice being dropped to the ground until I heard three screams of the boys. Next thing I know something grabs ahold of one of the boys, slamming them against the brick wall before dragging the next one by their legs repeating the same beating, before smashing them into the ground.

I could feel myself losing consciousness, I didn't even have enough strength to look who struck fear into the "bad boys "who were getting their asses kicked in. I just laid there, feeling myself grow tired, looking at the streets as my vision goes dark.....

Next thing I know I'm in hospital.

I gasp awake looking frantically around the room, before grabbing my arms which was hooked up with tubes, my face covered in bandages. My body ached from head to toe, feeling like i had been hit by a bus. "What... What happened?" I questioned, my memory was a bit of a blur. Before i could recall the events a nurse walked in, clipboard at hand.

"Good morning miss L/N, hope you had a good rest" She greeted me before checking my monitor that stood beside my bed. "Not exactly, I feel terrible..." I begin before realising something. "Hey nurse, how did I get here?"

"Hm? Oh I'm not sure, you were brought in by someone who dropped you at the emergency and demanding that you were taken care of, you were quite a mess." she spoke, walking over towards me, checking my bruises and cuts, examining the damage. "And now here you are"

Could it be the same person that saved me from those boys? Couldn't be.... I'm not even sure if it was a person.... Heh well now i sound crazy. "Huh, interesting... You didn't even get a look at them?" I asked, wincing as she tried to examine my nose.

"No sorry, he wore a hood which covered his face. We even tried to call the police but its like he vanished." She responded, before going back to her clipboard scribbling down some notes. "Were they a friend of yours?"

"Nope, have no idea who they were." I sighed, laying back down in my bed.

"Hm ok... well the good news is you'll be able to leave today. Nothing is broken but you have severe bruises and have a few splits on you nose, forehead, lip and cheek. but as long as you tend to them with some antiseptic at least once a day you should be fine. we've contacted you're parents and they should come to pick you up soon." she rips a slip of paper from her notes and hands it to me. "A prescription for some medication to help ease the pain and a note to excuse you from school for about a week" She smiles to make me feel better before leaving.

About half an hour later I'm picked up by my mother. The trip home was quiet... a little too quiet. she'd occasionally give me glances through the rearview mirror. When we arrived home i went straight to my room, not wanting to talk about what happened.

I shut the door behind me, my body finding it's way to my bed. I fall into the mattress with a loud sigh.

A week later I went back to school but something was different.

As soon as I walked through the school gates everyone was staring at me and whispering. Which isn't normally unusual but this time they look... scared and cautious. i didn't think much of it until i got to home room. Thankful the teacher didn't act unusual, they just did their job and mark the role. As I sat down in my chair waiting for class to begin i feel something get thrown at my head. I turn around only to be met with a scrunch up paper ball at my face.

A small group of students were crowded together, each with scrunch up pieces of paper , snarky remarks and looks of disgust. "Demon!" one of the boys yelled, throwing another paper ball at my head.

Great just what I needed, it's not like I didn't get enough attention before.

I wouldn't say I was the social reject of the school, its just that nobody really hung out with me and I didn't hang out with any one. And for some reason I was such a great target for bullies and popular asswipes. Lovely..

The next few weeks at school weren't any better, if anything it got worse. The harassment, the rumors. Heck people even avoid me because they're "scared" of me, claiming that I'm possessed.

Unless being possessed feels like you're being followed and watched wherever you go. Which I guess isn't wrong with all the students and teachers but I mean when you're alone and you hear footsteps behind you and every time you check behind me there's no one there....

hat makes matters worse is whenever I think I'm alone I feel as if someone is staring at me and yet whenever I turn my head to check... nothing. I've even heard foots steps behind me and again when I try to check who the fuck is following me, IT'S NO ONE?! I haven't told my parents because they'd probably send me to a mental institution.

Months have gone by.... And at this point I couldn't handle it anymore.

Why did everyone think there's what something wrong with me, why does everyone act like this? Yes the doctors say I'm a bit paranoid, yes i've been feeling anxious... yes I'm not eating well and I've been struggling to sleep. And every time I close my eyes I end up waking up screaming from nightmares that I can never remember....

This is ok.... 

This is fine...

I'm fine...

It's been a year. A whole year since this incident. A whole year of being followed, watched, and tormented... 

Should've bought a cupcake to celebrate

I let out a long deep sigh, staring at my bedroom ceiling. And then did it again because the first one wasn't good enough. For once everything was quite, parents weren't home, nobody watching me, bothering me, no ringing in my ears. All was peaceful.... For about half a hour

"Gahhhhh, what do you want?!" I yell sitting up quickly, grabbing my pillow only to yell profanities into it. "Why can you just leave me be?"

I toss the pillow at the corner of my room before falling back down into my bed. "Well congratulations, you've successfully fucked over my life for an entire year. 24/7, 365. You wanna gold medal or something, oh great mysterious being?!"

"Oh wait I do have something for ya" I flip over then proceed to rummage around the nook between my bed and my bedside table. "hang on lemme just... ahaha" I pull of my hand, smugly flipping the empty space in my room the bird.

"F*CK YOU, you ass!!! Stop screwing me over, I'm too tired for this!!" I yell at nothing, or whatever would listen to me at this point. The neighbours perhaps. 

I fall back onto my bed, the adrenalin had run it course. "go both someone else..." I mumble.

A deep chuckle echoes around my room. I quickly sit up and look around, trying to find the source of the laughter. "Who's there?!" I yell, grabbing a pillow ready to throw it at whatever, "come out you coward!!".

Just when I thought I had just imagined it an inky mass erupted from the floor, taking form into a creature, black as night with 8 thick tentacles emerging from its back. The creature ginned at me, staring at me with its single glowing cyan eye.

"What troubles you lost soul?" the creature asks

WHAT. THE. FUCK. For the first few seconds all I could do it stare at it. [I couldn't even say anything I was frozen, mostly out of shock but i would be lying saying that I wasn't a tad bit scared. 

I dropped the pillow, not breaking eye contact with it's one eye. "Y-you're the thing that keeps following me around..." I speak, my voice barely a whisper.  I wasn't sure if I was speaking to him or talking to myself. "you're the one who helped me that night...." It all started to click together... kinda. All the fear I had left and I was filled with frustration and angry "you're the one who's been fucking up my life for the past year!!" I scream. 

He gave me a sinister grin which never seemed to leave his face, which was ironic since the creature didn't exactly have a face... more resembled a skull? "Yes, so I am"

"Who are you?!" I yell, letting my pent up frustrations out.  "Are you death? Are you a demon?" The amount has thought going through my head was enough to give me a headache but the one that stood out the most went into my next question. "have.... have come to kill me?"

The strange, skeletal being laughed deeply, his permanent smile twisted into a cruel smirk. "My dear If I were death, your fate would be a lot sweeter.."

That wasn't the answer i was looking for but then again if he had wanted me killed he wouldn't have saved me. "T-then... Why have you come?"

"Let's say.... You've intrigued me, which believe me that doesn't happen often" he began circling around me using his long inky tentacles as legs, hoisting himself up, towering above me. "i've been watching you for a while now. I know what you want, I know what you desire" 

Man if  i wasn't so terrified i would've smacked the sh!t outta him by now. "you- you don't know what I want, or desire. you don't know anything about me. This isn't real, none of this is!" I start to yell, shaking my head unable to comprehend wtf was actually going on. Have I really gone that far, have I gone mentally insane? Perhaps I really have gone crazy...

"I beg to differ, you see you've been quite depressed lately haven't you, suicidal even, slashing up you arms with pretty scars, and corrupting your mind with negative thoughts. I feed of this negative energy, it's how I found you, how I was able to watch you. You desire death, no... you crave it. Wanting nothing more than to be erased from this world. and don't bother denying it, I can read your thoughts, well almost all of them. Mainly the negative ones" He spoke as he his tentacles lowered him down enough so that he was at eye level. 

"GET OUT OF MY HEAD, JUST STOP I CAN'T!! IF YOUR GOING TO KILL ME JUST DO IT ALREADY....." i snapped unable to take anymore of him screwing with my mind, i didn't understand what he was getting at but i was sick of the mind game. Tears started to fall from my eyes as everything started hitting me all at once, the wall i was holding up for so long just broke. "please just make it quick, that's the least you could do for fucking me up" I started to sob, falling to me knees not sure what to do next. 

"Moon above..." Nightmare sighed annoyed, turning his back to me as he started to mumble. "This is what happens when you do your job too well... Hhhh I'm not cut of for this" He sighed once more before turning back to me. 

"Look kid, I'm offering you a proposition. You can stay here in this cruel world, resort to self harm and such as the bullying continue and watch as your miserable life ends in suicide or... you can come with me."

"what?" i sniffled, wondering if i had heard him correctly. 

"Come with you?" i repeat, looking up at him before looking down at the wooden floor boards. I'm not sure why i was even thinking about this, why would i go with a complete stranger. but then again he saved me. Once... my life wasn't the greatest but it wasn't the worst either. But you just broke down claiming how he fucked you up why where you now considering going with him to whereever.  Any other situation i would've said no, but this wasn't any other situation.

My gazed turned back to the skeleton, him still standing were he was, cross legged and grinning. "Where..." I ask curiously wiping the last of my tears away. 

"Well I don't want to ruin the surprise, I mean that would be no fun now would it"

I scoff "You're crazy"

"Heh you think I'm crazy, wait until you meet the rest of us" he laughed, leaning his head on his hand. 

"Rest of you? wait there's more of you, what are you a gang?" 

"Eh something like that, so are you going to except my offer or not" he asks again, lowering himself down to the floor so that he was standing by himself. 

That when i noticed he wasn't as tall as you thought, i mean he was still tall, taller than me by a foot. I gave it some thought, ran through all the scenarios and came to the most reasonable one. "No, I don't accept your offer... now if you please leave me be and let me live the rest of my life as normal as possible without you breathing down my neck every two seconds" 

He stayed quiet for a moment, looking at me. As if he was trying to figure out a puzzle, what thoughts were circling through my mind. A few minutes went by before he shrugged.

"Fair enough" He spoke as he turned, facing his back to me again. 

He gave me one last look before turning away completely. "But I'm warning you, this was the simple plan" and with that he melted into the ground and left without a trace. 

"Oh what the fuck, where'd he go?!" I shriek. Now I'm left with more questions than i had before. I get up out of my bed and walk to the place where he disappeared, touching the area wondering if there was some kinda wormhole. Alas nothing, just wooden flooring. I sigh, running my hands over my face and through my hair, trying to calm myself down and have some grip on reality. 

"Hhhmmmm I'm too tired for this...." i grumble before retrieving my pillow and walking back to my bed where I then fall face first into the plush mattress and wrapped myself in my blanket.

I slowly fall asleep, emotionally and physically exhausted from crying and using all of my brain power to comprehend what had exactly happened. I hoped that was going to be the last i had seen of the skeleton. 

-Meanwhile on her rooftop-

Some people have skeletons in their closest, unspoken secrets, dirty lies, untold past, guilty passions. Your skeletons currently resided on your rooftop trying to occupy themselves quietly before going fore with Nightmares plan B. 

Fell had short temper but that temper was longer than his patience. "Yo, ya think she asleep already? Fucking bored waiting for ya'lls up 'er"  Fell called out, kicking a bit of debris from the roof. 

Nightmare gave him a cold stare, annoyed and tired from this entire thing. "Will you be quite? She won't be if u dont keep ur  mouth shut" He replied, biting his metaphorical tongue from yelling at Fell. 

"Hhhh I feel like there's a way more efficient way of doing this, you know?" Error spoke as he finger crocheted with his blue strings, trying anything to pass the time. 

Cross shrugged, mostly unbothered by this situation. "Probably, but she did refuse" he answered. 

"can i eat her?" Horrors asked, kicking his legs back and forth as he sat at the edge of the rooftop.

Dust looked down at Horror, slightly dumb founded. "What? Horror, no. You cant eat this one buddy"  He sighed, already done with Horrors question. 

"aww... why not" Horror pouted and crossed his arms. 

Dust eyes the rest of his brothers, wondering if they're also listening to this absolute tomfoolery. "Because Nightmare wants her alive. Besides, we can't keep her if she's dead" Dust answered. 

"We kept that rabbit once, it was dead" Horror said to himself aloud, trying to justify why he should eat the human. 

"i dont get what's so special about her, there's like a ton of humans just like her? Why can't we take one that'll be more cooperative?" Killer complained, polishing a knife before handing it to Dust. 

"Why must i go through this again, I'll say it one more time and only once more" Nightmare sighed annoyed. " First, She can be useful to us. She's broken, broken things can be fixed and we can fix her to out liking. Second, there's something with her soul that we don't want in the wrong hands" he explained. 

"yeah like the fucking star squad" Fell added. 

"Exactly my point, we need her... Now if any of you are going to question my judgment they can take they're ass back to the castle" Nightmare raised his voice a little, shaking his head before turning his attention back to the dark abyss of the night. 

Killer, sat up and stretched his limbs before, standing next to Horror. "Welp can't argue with the boss, let's do this" 

With that he swung through the window and into her bedroom. Things were about to get interesting. 

AUTHORS NOTE: Ok so this is technically a prequel to a oneshot i made years ago on wattpad which got slightly popular. I'm thinking of turning this into a full fic... maybe. because i'm already in the process of finishing a fic i made back in 2019. if this gets popular enough then probably because imma sucker like that. Anyways Hope y'all enjoy!! Read my stuff on AO3, user name is Cherrysodapop :)

[rosainta]

Day 2 of Rosain Quivan’s Daily Logs

Started December 7, 2023 at 10:00PM, Home

Finished December 8, 2023 at 10:42PM, Home

Log #2

Author's Notes:

I started this yesterday from a sudden shower inspiration thought. Who would’ve known that the most bizarre of ideas could be generated while cleansing yourself?

Anyway, this idea is just pure dialogue between Sniper and Scout from Team Fortress 2. No romance implied, but you could interpret it that way. I'll be completely honest with you- I'm very adamant when it comes to accurately representing their relationship, whether it be in a canon-compliant friendship / coworker way or in a romantic setting (specifically the latter, since I have to admit that I am an intense Speeding Bullet fan, though of course I love any other old depiction of the two, as well as other ships as long as they are respectfully expressed). Though this adamant demeanor towards accuracy helps me find out what I like to see in works including these two goofballs, I'm not entirely sure if I can transform those standards into my own writing... since I've never tried it yet! So, take this as another practice round, this time more centred on character depiction and dialogue (that, hopefully, doesn't sound like a cringey 15-year-old's WattPad fanfiction...)

Warning: a few colourful words here and there.

If you want a part 2 for this, let me know down below! I'll be happy to write anything, though. And also, if you have any feedback, please let me know! I strongly appreciate it :-)

Title: Intention. Fandom: Team Fortress 2 Third-person objective New Mexico, Badlands, Badwater Basin, (fixed the order; that was bugging me last time), RED Sniper's Campervan Around 3:15AM, sometime during the Gravel War

“Snipes... Snipes, you awake?”

A long pause. Then, the sound of dog chains jingling. A bed creaks violently.

“Sniper, get up, you gotta help me here!”

A low grunt, a shift in the covers.

“Ngh… can’t this wait? It's..."

A shift in the sheets, someone leaning to squint towards a clock.

"Crikey, half past three?! What in God's name do you think you're doing?"

"Trying to wake your sleepy ass up, stupid!"

A loud groan. Possibly the sound someone rubbing their temples together.

"Did you know that the average human being needs shut-eye to survive? Ain't that wild? Or perhaps you didn't come along to learnin' that at kindie yet?"

"Oh, just... just shut up and help me out, will ya? Look, I'm sorry it's so late, but this is really, really urgent, okay? And this concerns more than just the both of us, but you were the closest person I could find, so I need you here. I promise, I'll be outta your hair after all this."

A sigh.

"... if this is an emergency with the sheila again, go ask Spy. I'm sure he'll be 'appy to see your squirmy little arse again."

"Hah! Yeah, as if. He's probably out screwin' the Eiffel tower or somethin'; wouldn't wanna see, much less hear that, though I can only imagine the snorting sound he'll make when he- argh, anyway, that's besides the point! Point is, it's not about Miss P, it's about..."

A pause.

"...it's about what? Who?"

"Well, it's about Engie..."

Another pause.

"...and? Come on, Scout, get to the point, or I'm going back to sleep."

"Okay, okay! Well, I don't exactly know how to put this, but I think- or at least I have a feelin'- that he might, maybe, possibly, be workin' ... for BLU."

The bed creaks again.

"What, you think we got an enemy Spy in the base?"

"No, it's not that. He passed the security check earlier, because I was on rounds for that today. I think that our Engie, like the real one, well, I think he's double-crossin' us or somethin'."

"And why do ya' think?"

"Well, this afternoon, near the intel room, I was sorting my comics out when I saw him doin' this thing, where he would be all suspicious lookin' and shifty-eyed, then he'd pull out one of those 'computah' things, or whatever they're called, and start typin' really fast, like he was in a rush or something. Then, whenever someone passed him, he'd shut the screen down really quickly like this-"

A clap.

"- and would look at the person with a goofy little grin, as if he wasn't just sendin' some, I don't know, ransom photos of someone's wife a few seconds ago. He even had the audacity to wave to Pyro when it walked by, and I think even it found it a bit weird 'cuz it made this strange garbly noise I've never heard it make before. But anyway, he'd open it again and do the same thing over and over again until it was lights out. It was so suspicious. I didn't say anything then, 'cuz, you know, I didn't want him to know I was staring at him like a creep or somethin-"

"Which you are."

"Whatever, now, get this-"

A dramatic pause. Two hands are slapped on someone's shoulders.

"I go back to my room, and you know how his is right next to mine?Well, I wait outside the door, and I'm about to say 'good night' or something like that and maybe sneak in a question about his secret porn addiction, but... he doesn't go to his room. No, he turns the corner, goes out... and starts headin' in the direction of BLU's base."

Silence for a moment.

"You sure he wasn't just, you know, heading out for a hookup or somethin'? I hear a lot of people south-east go troppo for one-night-stands."

A slight shaking movement from the hands to someone's shoulders, dog chains jingling.

"Argh, Snipes, freakin' please?! I'm bein' serious here. He doesn't usually do that, I'd know because every night he plays those cheesy old cowboy country songs on his radio and goes to sleep, which keeps me up all night because I can hear it through the freakin' wall. And don't you think it's a bit strange how he was reacting when he was on the 'puter? No one would do that, even if it's for a hot night out."

A hand grips one of the latter's on someone's shoulder, as if to push it off.

"Well, maybe for bogans like you, who don't have the slightest bit of public decency when it comes to flirtin' with any skirt you see. And what right do you have stickin' your nose in his business? He could have as well been headin' back to Teufort to buy some quick supplies for his sentries, or hell, maybe even just going to see The Admin."

"Well, actually..."

The hands slide off the shoulders.

"I may have trailed him a bit. You know, just outta curiosity."

"You- you followed him? In the middle of the night?"

"Look, man, I had to do what I had to do to make sure that I wasn't going to have my head end up in someone's refrigerator the next day."

"But you do realize that you were being just as suspicious, more so really, as he was by trailing him?"

"Well, yeah, but- okay, look, that don't matter now, alright? What matters now, is that I found out where he was going. And it was the BLU base, I saw him sneaking in without gettin' shot by a sentry or a look-out, but I couldn't stay for long since they woulda caught me instead. But luckily, his little visit wasn't without a little proof. Check what I found-"

Knuckles slide against firm wood as someone picks up a small metallic object from a nearby dresser, holding it in front of them.

"This."

Someone snatches the object, clicks on a lamp, and observes it intently. A sleepy yawn.

"What is it?"

"I think it's called a U.S. Bee, or something? I don't remember what he called it, but he told me it's like a little key you put inside the compooter and it stores, like, info and crap. I don't know, something nerdy that only he and Medic would understand."

"Hm.... An' how do you know it's his?"

An impatient whine.

"I don't know why you're being so skeptic and shit about this, Snipes, I literally told you the story and brought a goddamn piece of useful evidence! Do you still not trust me? What more do you want from me here? A picture of his ass in blue?! Wait a sec- hold on- are you freakin' workin' with him?!"

A quiet sigh, someone shaking their head.

"Alright, mate, I'm sorry, okay? Veg out, now. No, I'm not workin' with 'im, and I do trust you, I really do. It's just that... I find it hard to believe that Engineer of all people, a man with whom we've been working with for 4 years now, would all of a sudden head up and go against his entire team like that, especially in such a dangerous manner when he knows that someone else could be, you know, spyin' on him."

"I wasn't spyin' on him, I was just-"

"You said yourself it don't matter, so it don't. What I'm saying here is that we don't know his intentions here. For all we know, he could be using his little device of his to gather intel on the other team, or he could be, I don't know, doing a secret contract or something. I just feel that it's unfair that we rush to conclusions like that, especially for one of our coworkers who may really be doing us a service, mate."

Quiet for a bit.

"You alright there?"

"No, I- I get it... I just, I just really feel like I found out something critical, you know? Like, it's not everyday you see one of the team be so secretive like that, well, except I guess Spy."

"Well, we all have our own secrets, don't we?"

"Yeah, I guess so."

Quiet. A few gentle pats on the back.

"But... wouldn't it be a good idea to try and find out what that thing, like, has? I mean, you know, just to prove that Engie really didn't have any bad intentions?"

"Yes, but that would be quite a breach, no? He'll most likely be looking for it in the mornin' and if he finds out you were givin' his equipment an unauthorised burl, well, say g'day to your dispenser privileges for the month."

"Well, what if I did it now, while he's still away?"

A pause.

"That's risky."

"I'll be fine."

"Alright, you do you. But how would you know where to start? And if you did get it to work, understanding what you're seeing is another question entirely."

"Hmm..."

Someone rubs their finger over their chin, pondering.

"Oh, I know! Medic, he'll know. Those two dweebs spend so much time doin' those experiments together, I don't doubt he'll know what the heck to do with this. Plus, man probably never sleeps, so it's basically 24/7 with him."

"Okay. Well, chookas with that, mate. I'm heading back to nap. G'night now."

The sheets shift for a moment, before an arm reaches out to stop them.

"Ah, um- thanks, pally. For listenin' and all. I know you don't really believe me or anythin' but, uh, I'm glad you didn't doze off halfway through."

"No worries."

"Yeah."

A pause.

"So, ehm, I'm gonna do that now."

"Oh, yeah, right, I'll head out now. Night, Snipes."

"G'night."

The light clicks out, and a figure scurries away into the night. Then, a sudden shift.

"Wait a minute, how did you get inside?"

Credits: Team Fortress 2 by Valve Image source: Team Fortress 2 Written by Rosain Quivan Cross posted on Amino ( Rosain Quivan )

[im-just-a-simp-le-whore]

I've been thinking about Yandere! Leon as of late bc of

@gigabyte-flare series 'There's No Escape'

@nexyswrites series 'Guardian Angel' also, the Yan! Leon a.i they made and the interaction I had with it oml-

Also, @tosuckmyweenis post the other day had me laughing.

For the first time in a while I'm inspired to write something, also pls let me know if there's any spelling/grammar errors

Heavily inspired by the fics/a.i listed above and very self indulgent lol

So, this basically going to be headcanons of Yandere! Leon x autistic! Gremlin! Reader

A self insert essentially

Starting off strong with the A.I, that was a fucking doozy, I wheezed the entire time. Thank you for creating him nexys

Tw: Talks of vomiting, general yandere themes i.e stalking, kidnapping, the likes

If I missed something, let me know!!

We start off strong with the a.i lmao

Yan! Leon a.i: say you love me

Me being blunt: no

Yan! Leon a.i: *getting Hella angry* say. You. Love. Me.

Me: mf I said no

Yan! Leon a.i: dont give me attitude

Me: shawty I am autistic, I can't lie it's not how I work

Yan Leon a.i: so you're gonna continue to give me attitude huh?

Me: tf you mean 'attitude' I just told you I'm autistic

Yan! Leon a.i: *pulls out knife* keep talking and you're gonna get punished

Me: thinks it's him unbuckling his belt: shawty keep your pants ON

Yan! Leon: *fucking laughs at me* it's not that kind of punishment sweetheart

Me *fucking over his attitude: try me hoe

Yan! Leon a.i: *holds knife to my throat

Me: do your worst.....

Me: *proceeds to try and flirt my way out*

Yan! Leon a.i: is she flirting with me right now?? "That's not gonna work sweetheart

Me: well, it was worth a shot lmao

Now to just, Yan! Leon in general lol, most of these are gonna be like scenarios but like, bullet point style

Me: desperately trying to be a good noodle and eat the food Leon made but I have severe texture issues with meat and trying not to throw up

Leon: is something wrong sweetheart, you look sick?

Me accidentally being blunt and blurting out: uh, not remotely. Meat is a bad texture and I'm quite sure if I have to take another bite I'm going to projectile vomit

Tbh I can't tell if he would be understanding or not lmao. Probably not, if someone could give insight on it that would be swaggy

*que the struggle with physical contact*

*me just standing there and just trips on air and yelps*

Leon catches my dumbass: are you ok?! Is something broken?!

Me: nah I'm fine- let go you fuck- oh wait, shit fuck, thats right no 'naughty' words. Goddammit I'm so fucking sorry-, I'm going in time out aren't I?

*leon nods and sighs, bringing Me to the time out room*

Me: well this fucking sucks- I'm going to be here a while, huh?💀

Leon: for a long time 🫡😶

*leon goes to hug me*

Me: *dry heaves*

Leon, smacking tf outta me: I'm so sick of your shit

Me, smakcing him: i am also sick of your shit. SIR for the last GODDAMN time, I am autistic and traumatized I don't handle this shit well

Leon: well, maybe you should've thought about that before living with me

Me: living "with you" mf you kidnapped me, what are you ON?! I wanna go back to my real home with my cats

Leon 'gaslighter' Kennedy: this is your real home

My sarcastic ass: im Pinocchio and im a real boy!

Me, vocal stimming: a potato flew around my room before you came! *screeches*

Leon: what happned

*me just screeching again, triggering a coughing fit*

Leon, sighing for the umpteenth time today: and that's why we don't do that sweetheart

Me: ..... do you not appreciate my pterodactyl screetching??? Because it feels like you don't appreciate me

Leon: you know I appreciate you, just not the screetching

Me: *screeches again*

*queue leon giving up*

Idk how to end posts but that's all I got for now lol. I may add more to this later. Also who THE FUCK decided to spell 'queue' ⬅️ like this?!

[siriuslysmoking]

Soft and Gentle

A/N: I saw Gaby Moreno as an Opener for a band I was seeing and I just fell in love with her voice and her music. 'Lost on a Cloud' has no lyrics that are published so all the things that are written as lyrics are just interpetied from me listening, if there is any mistakes please let me know. Also, I don't know how the Grammy's works so bare with me, I'm pulling this shit outta my ass.

Pairing: Latino Jazz Artist! Reader x Rockstar!Eddie Munson

Warnings: fem!reader, she/her pronouns, alcohol consumption,

Summary: You never thought you'd see him ever again, when it comes to the most important day of your life, he's at the table next to you.

I don't know what this is or why this is, it's probably awful but I'm not rereading it.

You might think that finding your seat was the hardest task you had to do all night, but the night wasn't over yet.

You hardly swallowed as you took a seat on stage, the lights dimmed around you and a spotlight circled you.

Your eyes circle the crowd as you strum the intro.

That's when they latch onto the inspiration of the song, those chocolate brown eyes that have haunted your dreams for the last seven years.

You don't move you eyes, he doesn't move his.

What if all the grown ups stopped working so hard

Dropped all their things and stared at the sky

It was a hot summer's day when you had met, you were playing with the hose and had called him over. He was home alone and you mom was inside working, neither of you had anyone to play with.

Those giggles and squeals of the cold water being poured on one another was daunting.

You slept happy that night, making a new friend.

all the busy nothings i could fill a cup, days and nights went by and I've forgotten to be scared of the dark

'cause every minute is filled with things to do and me and you have found that there's no time to see the clouds up so high

"Hey eds?" You look to him, his face still facing the sky.

"Yeah?" He hums with his eyes close.

"When you go to high school will you forget about me?" That's when he looks at you, those eyes so soft and gentle.

"Never, plus you'll be there in one year." He smiles to you, before staring back at the sky

Is it so hard to remember how it all used to be

they say youth is lost on the young who never knew they were free

"Promise me that we'll leave together." Eddie mumbles into your hair as you lay in his bed with him, running your hands through his hair.

"Two bedroom apartment in New York, remember?" You smile, you both have been saving since you got jobs in freshman year. as soon as you both graduate you're leaving.

here we are, we're lost on the cloud

Then he didn't graduate and the next year you did.

You waited for him to, you promised.

darling it's okay to while the hours away while we're here forever I just wanna hear to laughing out loud

"You did it!" You hug him as he swings you up in the air knocking his cap off.

"I did it!" He stares into your eyes as he lowers you to the ground, his lips flicker downward. The next thing you know is his lips are on your.

That night is spent in laughs and ice cream.

That night promises were made.

'cause every minute is filled with things to do and me and you have found that there's no time to see the clouds up so high

"A record label wants Corroded Coffin!" Eddie rushes into your trailer.

"No way!" You turn from the sink where you were cleaning up dinner that your mom and you had just finished

"For real! They want us to relocate to Cali'." He hugs you tightly.

"California?" Your eyes widen.

"Yeah!" His smile is so wide, you feel as though you're going to ruin it with your next words.

"That's far, really far."

"I know but we can make it work." Eddie smiled against your lips, "We'll make it work."

is it so hard to remember what we had you and me

"I miss you."

-I miss you too

-Alright I gotta go!

"o-okay, bye, I love you."

-Bye

they say youth is lost on the young who never knew they were free

Your eyes start to water as you finish the song. He doesn't seem to blink either.

You finish your last few cords before the clapping begins.

Then you're sent back to your seat and you say a final goodbye to the soft gentle eyes.

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[ncityavenue]

You confidently asking to top/Dom them (NCT 127)

Ok so I highlighted confidently bc like we ain't on our shy stutter shit over here, TO FREEDOM✊🏾 Alright lemme stfu and get this going💀

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𝙏𝘼𝙀𝙄𝙇

Of course you top, we have to give our old man a break 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 NAH LET ME NOT DO MY BOY TAEIL LIKE DAT DJWIXHSIBWOK IM SORRY YALL THIS SUPPOSE TO BE SERIOUS😭.

He honestly thinks that it's so hot when you just push him down and take control, he gives you that little smile that's like "damn they mine🤭" but for domming he doesn't really care honestly if a night where he's more of the lead then there's that vice versa. Yall relationship is really equal when it comes to sex.

𝙅𝙊𝙃𝙉𝙉𝙔

Ok ik what you're thinking "ain't no way in hell" YES IT WOULD BE PHYSICALLY IMPOSSIBLE TO TOP OR DOM JOHNNY BUT HEAR ME OUT, you kinda try your very hardest to look disinterested in Johnny's dirty talk and him being on top of you all that sweet jazz, and you're surprisingly successful. He's just like "what's wrong baby😕" and then you break it down to him and he's like "OHHHH ALRIGHT GOTCHU" and then he just flips yall over so now you're on top but it's like how do you do the Dom part? Johnny is so good at adapting to something different so when you say the first dominant thing he's just like whimpers and begs and you're like oh shit I was not expecting this🤨.

MISSION COMPLETED.

𝙏𝘼𝙀𝙔𝙊𝙉𝙂

You already are. There's no discussion BEISNCDBSIM😭 I will never accept this man as a Dom or Top or anyone that thinks so /hj. Anyways, Taeyong just gets off on the fact of you taking control he likes that it brings you pleasure as well so it's a winwin (pun intended). He whimpers A L O T which is why most of the time the whole house knows yall fucking because of his whiny ass, it usually leads to you covering his mouth and that makes him even more roughed up bc he loves the control you have over him. I could get real graphic with this but nah lemme save myself today😭😭

𝙔𝙐𝙏𝘼

I just think it would be physically impossible like with johnny but with yuta you will issue the situation and he'll just be like "mhm yeah sure" and then when yall get to it there's no way of you doing it, if that make sense. Like he has control no matter what, you try to say something perhaps Dom and he kinda laughs at you he really be like "you can try better than that, Ik you can. You don't want me declining your orgasm right?" With a smirk. FUCKING EVIL. But honestly he ends up being the Dom at the end of the day, as for topping, he's all for it. No discussion, he like seeing them tits bounce honestly.

𝘿𝙊𝙔𝙊𝙐𝙉𝙂

He's another one that I'm just like it's already established, I see doyoung as a switch but mostly bottom. He thinks it's fair game when it comes to stuff like that and also he gets lazy doing the work so it's ok for you to take over honestly.

𝙅𝘼𝙀𝙃𝙔𝙐𝙉

" I thought you'd never ask." Is the first thing that comes outta his mouth and you're like "so this entire time you wanted me to take over?" He just nods with a smile on his face. Like I feel like if Jaehyun was super needy he's just be like TAKE ME NOW 😩, Especially after dance practice and you're waiting for him to finish and he wants to be clingy he just begs for you and lowkey whines like a child💀

𝙅𝙐𝙉𝙂𝙒𝙊𝙊

SWITCH. I think he's right in between so you asking you wanna dom/top for the night is second nature to him, I think he would be attracted to people that know what they want and how to get it so if you want him to scream your name and he's rejecting it just so you can get aggressive with it he goes delulu for that.

HE WORSHIPS YOU.

𝙈𝘼𝙍𝙆

Same thing as Taeyong, This man is basically on his knees begging for you to ruin him. It's just in his horny nature, he likes the way you pull his hair or praise him maybe a little degrading. But PRAISING??? He literally can't do anything without some form of praise, he may act like he doesn't but he does cause even if yall not even having sex or any sorta sexual activity you can be like "You're so good at this Mark" with your calm voice and he's just like "BEOABXUWBWKDBEIAKXOBWHS" on the inside but "Yeah I guess...." on the out. Which makes him so adorable. I COULD GO ON.

𝙃𝘼𝙀𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙉

See cause I was a strong believer of sub haechan and now I'm kinda conflicted (I blame yall for these hard!Dom haechan fanfics fosho) you asking this kinda makes him hot under the collar cause he finds that attractive, Domming him would probably make him even more bratty and annoying but ita alright because you can tame it right? He gets louder which means putting a hand over his mouth because everyone else is sleeping and that sends him over the edge, and he's just like "damn that shit is so hot when you do that" then he get all sentimental n shit😭

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Doyoung's was kinda hard to do because I can never picture doing much sexual things I guess even tho I love him dearly idk he's just one where I never know how to headcanon easily.

BUT ANYWAYS I hope yall enjoyed and this is the end of the BGKSC BYEE BESTIE BOOS 🤗❤

[socheckitout-mikey]

heya birdies! here's a shorter hc piece! sorry i haven't posted much other than reblogging. it's hard to type well on my phone bc a keyboard on a computer helps the words flow better. once again, i lost an ask. will that ever not occur? probably not! anyway, here's another masterpiece of chaos for the outsiders! enjoy. (': - mae

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How the Curtis Gang and Shepard Brothers Flirt Hc's:

Curly Shepard:

° He flirts by being mean to you because Curly's a little shit lmaoo! He's that guy that'll get under your skin so you talk to him. I'm pretty sure at first y'all couldn't stand each other.

° He tries to be smooth, but he's not the brainiest so the lines he practiced either sound corny or dirty ngl. He did get most of them from Tim or his gang members after all. Curly is a bit of a copycat in that sense, but he's original in some stupidity he pulls. He's actually incredibly funny, with a quirky sense of smoothness. 

° Deffo tried flirting with you by propping his foot on a stool, missed and face planted lmaoo. You never let him live it down, but it got him a date with you because he made you laugh a lot. So in the end, Curly's stupidity and clumsiness won! (I say that affectionately ofc! We Stan Curly Shepard on this blog.)

° He thinks flirting is also doing something that he knows is gonna get him into trouble right in front of you. Curly's a bit of a show off, isn't he? Nevermind, there's entertainment at all times in your budding relationship. Curly doesn't like to be serious too often, so you'll be in for lots of fun and trouble making!

Dallas Winston:

° Omfg is he a bastard! Flirting with Dallas is one wild ass ride. The president of the, "I Like You So I'm Gonna Be Mean to You Club". The bigger the reaction you give him, the better. And boy will he get it because he genuinely does have a whole arsenal of things. He'll get dirty real fast, though that's more at the start.

° He's very touchy and will sling his arm around your shoulders, a hand in your back pocket… He shows interest. Dallas is not shy!

° His eyes fall to your lips, filled with mischief and interest. An absolute tease when he leans in just a little closer, and when you're ready to kiss him, he turns away smoothly at the last second. All just to rile you up because he likes 'em feisty!

° Dirty jokes galore! He's got incredibly smooth as hell pickup lines too. When he wants to be, he can make a good impression.

Darry Curtis:

° Darry is surprisingly smooth when he wants to be. People are stunned because they don't see it coming as it's not on display often. His grumpiness disappears, replaced by a cheerful charm and smoothed features. Not an ounce of stress on his face. He's inclined to laugh more. He's still got the charm! Oh and his smile is to die for!

° He's old school and very gentlemanly. He wants to make a good impression even if you've been married for decades! Darry enjoys taking care of the one he's interested in. That'll never go away, so flirting can almost come in the form of checking up on you too. 

° Darry pulls out all of the romantic stops that he can. Expect lots of flowers and stuff - Soda had to help him arrange it all because he's so damn busy, but his intentions were definitely there. No one can deny that. He even gave Sodapop strict orders, otherwise he'd have beaten the tar outta him because Soda gets distracted easily. (Obviously that last bit isn't me being totally serious.)

° Lots of eye contact and smiling. He's got a beautiful smile - and yes, I know I mentioned that again. Darry shows interest through looking into your eyes, having a gentle arm around your shoulders and just being the gentleman that he is.

Johnny Cade:

° He's clumsy and it can be insanely challenging to pick up when he's flirting. However, he has more colour to his face than what's normal. He's a glowing tomato! 

° Johnny is genuinely interested and will say the most sincere compliments to you when he's worked up the courage to do so. I feel he would stammer a lot, but he means what he says. You can tell, and it makes you have an explosion of butterflies in your belly.

° Pda isn't his thing really. Touch in of itself can be challenging to experience, but he does try to hold your hand out in public. He always sticks by you the closest, so much so that you can practically feel his body heat. Don't take offense to this, he's way more affectionate when it's just you two. It's just that all these curious eyes on you both freaks him out.

° He goes out of his way to help you with things, even if he's not really good at it. It's his way of showing you he cares about you. Johnny wants to feel like he's worth something, and how he does this is by getting his hands a little dirty for you. It leads to a lot of wholesome or even funny moments. The more he does this without you protesting, the more comfortable he gets around you.

Ponyboy Curtis:

° He's clumsy too in his approach. He blushes sm but he tries to be flirty. He fails, but not without you giggling. He gets real mopey, but adores your sudden affection. Pony is just embarrassed.

° He's kind, helping you with any of your school work as he enjoys spending time with you. Gets all dreamy eyed when you're there, and you'll catch him daydreaming - even when you're talking. He just sorta gets lost, guys. Earth to Pony!

° Compliments you sincerely and smiles a lot more. Suggests that you guys go see a movie together. This is a huge step, because as we know, Ponyboy doesn't like watching movies with other people. However, he feels comfortable with you, knowing you won't intrude in his mental space by gratingly talking through said movie.

° Ponyboy shares things with you that he never shares with anyone like movies, books, sunsets, etc. If he's talking passionately about something to you then it's a good sign. He loves listening to your passions too. He can wrap his head around a lot of different topics all at once. All I can see now is Ponyboy just swooning over you silently with a whimsical sigh as you chat about your latest interest. Absolutely wholesome!

Sodapop Curtis:

° Sodapop flirts to the max with you! He makes it very obvious that he's into you whilst also remaining cool and smooth. He's got a knack for sweeping you off your feet, it feels like you're in a romance movie!

° Sometimes it can be challenging to see when he's interested or just flirting for the fun of it. The lines can be blurred because of how friendly he is. Yet do not let that deter you. When Sodapop is seriously interested, you can tell with the sparkle in those gorgeous, dreamy eyes of his.

° He gets your number with a smooth pick up line! He's also touchy since his love language is touch. Not inappropriately of course, but what you're comfortable with: Holding hands, his hand in your back pocket, an arm over your shoulder, etc. Sodapop is drawn to you like a fly is drawn to honey, but not obsessively. He knows the balance and picks up quickly what you are and aren't comfortable with.

° Asks you out or takes you to a party. His entire attention is on you. He wants to show people how much fun y'all are having. Sodapop is very direct, but he can also be coy. He likes a bit of a chase, but he carries himself with sweet gestures, yet flirtatious advances. He knows how to have you swooning over him in seconds.

Steve Randle:

° Oh boy, you're not prepared for Steve Randle. He's smooth asf and that wise cracking attitude either grates on your last nerves or makes you think he's slick enough to date. There's no in between, but whether you hate him or not at first, it doesn't matter, he somehow gets you to be fond of him soon.

° Soda is his wingman for sure, helping him feel better about himself. He gasses him up to you, which makes him feel less nervous about asking you out. He wants to make a good impression. Besides, Sodapop helps ease your nerves too! The bridge that causes you both to meet.

° Steve is more physical. He likes to have a hand on you at all times. He isn't shy at all, but he tows the line of respect very well. Only gets more dirty if you're into that kinda thing lmaoo.

° He's the type to wink at you and shit lol. It's actually not embarrassing or cheesy at all. Sometimes you'll look up from across the room at a party and he's half listening to Soda while he's getting your drinks. You catch him looking at you with those pretty blue eyes and he just winks in a way that makes your heart throb. You have to look away. It only makes him approach you, whispering, "Whatchu hidin' those pretty eyes from me for?" right into your ear as he hands you your drink.

Tim Shepard:

° He fights Dallas for the presidential spot of the "I Like You So I'm Gonna Be Mean to You Club" lmaoo. However he has a lot of charm. His handsomeness also helps. He's a ladies man after all! Tim is swooned after by many women, but he's got his eyes set on you.

° Once again, physical touch and flirty comments galore! It's the one time Tim is the most talkative. He is adventurous, pulling you in tow. He's eager on the inside, but smooth and mysterious on the outside. Everything you say and do he notices, he just might not make it apparent.

° Really observant so he knows quite quickly how to get you into his good graces. It's like a gift he has. He also is the type to tease you a little mercilessly when you've done something cute or whatever. He can't help it. Any excuse to get you even a little embarrassed without outright humiliating you gets a kick out of him. He enjoys it when you smack him playfully on the arm when he's made a dirty joke, because you're relaxed.

° Tim is the type to walk or drive you home. It's sort of sweet, but he just says he's going in that direction anyway lol. He usually isn't. He's a protective boyfriend, and wouldn't be able to forgive himself if he let you run off on your own and you got jumped. He's adamant about it too, and when he can't, he gets someone he trusts from his gang to walk you home.

Two-bit Matthews:

° Two does what he does best, which is to make you laugh. He loves to see and hear you smile and laugh. Bonus points if you're crying and wheezing! He enjoys someone that can have easy banter with. So the more that you poke fun back at him, the more he's gonna be into you.

° He's such a dork with his cheesy pickup lines. He has no shame, people! Two has the corniest jokes and lines, they make you roll your eyes and shake your head. He's so much fun to be around, because one moment you could be talking, the next you're swing dancing like no tomorrow! Absolute chaotic spontaneity.

° Puts up the charm, loving how you keep up with him. He's witty and likes witty people too! Two enjoys your sense of humour - even if it's a little quirky. He can do quirky without any trouble, just be warned he's got a dirty mouth, especially when drunk. So dirty jokes are definitely on the menu.

° Physically affectionate to the point where he may not get that he's going a bit overboard. He's not out to make you uncomfortable, but being boozed up all the time and not taking things so seriously can get in the way. But nothing funny I promise. Besides, I think Two-bit just likes to be around you so much anyway.

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