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rexlroze · 3 months

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𝟏 — 𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐏𝐢𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Hobie Brown / SpiderPunk x Fem! Reader

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 3.7K

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: Use of Y/N, no physical description of reader (other then their clothing), Swearing, Mention of Alcohol, Mention of bugs, Violence/Fighting, and mostly Fluff I think.

𝑁𝑎𝑣𝑖𝑔𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠

𝑀𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑙𝑖𝑠𝑡

A/N: This is my first time EVER writing a proper fanfic so if it sucks. Yeah. Idk- I tried my best tbh and hope y'all like it cuz if not, idk either. I'll be doing a tag list so if you want in, uh. Comment or sumn ig. Leave tips for me to improve in areas you think I need improvement! Also this isn't exactly canon to Earth-138. It's set in the early 2000s cuz no way am I writing for the fucking 1960s or whatever fuckin' year that mf comes from. I don't do requests nor do I plan on doing so. Happy Reading! 💛

Chapter 1 >>> Chapter 2

Recently, you just moved out of your parents house into a small cozy apartment in the North of London. About 200 miles away from your mummy and daddy dearest.

“No ma, I've already rented out my parlor. 'm not changing my mind at the last minute.” You grumbled into your phone as your mom hounded you with questions about literally everything. Your health, food, water, apartment and your new parlor.

Your new parlor, you were proud to say. You had finally rented out a small shop in Camden which was about a 10 minutes walk away from your apartment.

The only problem was that the area where your shop was grounded, it was in a small narrow area where people barely passed by and only a few residents lived and since you couldn't really afford a better place due to the flies that flew out of your wallet when you opened it and your limited budget, you just had to deal with it.

“Just know, if you ever need anything sweetie, me and your pops are always here.” Your mother reassured you sweetly but you could hear the concern trailing behind her voice.

“Yeah thanks, ma. Love you, and dad.”

“Love you too, sweets. But if you need anything like money, food or even—”

“Ma.” You cut her off abruptly.

“Yes?”

“I'll be fine, alright? I love you.”

“We love you too, sweetie.” She finally answered after a second of hesitation.

With that, you hung up the phone. Beeps punctuated the silence hanging in your room before you let out a deep sigh.

You sunk into your bed, looking up at the ceiling. As supportive your parents tried to be, they didn't really trust you with your career choices. The first time you told them you wanted to be a body piercer, they laughed and brushed it off… that was until they figured out you were being 100% serious.

You were grateful they didn't try to stop you, not directly at least because they never failed to mention and suggest a few other paths of careers. They got to the point of getting so desperate that they even suggested acting school but alas, you were as stubborn as a mule.

You got your license around 2 months ago. You can still remember yourself squealing and hopping around in your (old) room like a five year old who just got a puppy for Christmas. You couldn't wait to finally quit your side job (which was being a boring cashier with fake smiles and a faker kindness towards the karens that walked in and ruined your Monday mornings) and start your own little business in London. Your literal dream.

I'll get to work tomorrow. You thought to yourself since it was pretty much late afternoon now, turning the next 3 hours into a continuation of scrolling on your phone, listening to music on blast from the speakers sitting by your desk and knocking yourself out with some cheap bottle of booze that you bought during your ride to your apartment from the airport.

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Making your way through the streets of Camden, you didn't fail to see the liveliness of it. People busy with their own lives, friends giggling, children skipping, couples holding hands, staring at one another with heart eyes.

Something squeezed your heart at the sight of the adorable couple. It reminded you of what you could've had with him if he hadn't… but unfortunately, what life throws at you isn't really under your control no matter how much you wish it could be.

You brushed off the nostalgia quickly and turned a corner, finding your parlor that you had rented about a week ago. You were met by sudden silence. The streets were quiet and empty other then the two teenage boys who were giggling and had run away after when you arrived, disappearing into a narrow alleyway.

You walked to where they previously stood just to see a poster. Specifically a band poster that was vibrant with different colors. A lanky punk boy posed in the middle of the poster with a guitar slung over his shoulder accompanied by three other members.

You couldn't help but get lost in the beauty of said punk boy. Honey-coated eyes that shone back at you, the color complimenting his ebony complexion along with his puffy jet-black hair that were braided into wicks, jawline so sharp that it made you wonder what it would feel like to run your fingers along them.

You shook your head, breaking the love trance you were stuck in. You didn't have time for dating, falling in love or whatever, not that you wanted to either. Your eyes zeroed on the big font at the bottom of the page.

“Spidersica, performing this 9th March at 9:30pm.” You read out loud to yourself. Almost 2 weeks away. Shrugging, you turn back to your shop. You'll decide what to do with that information on a later date.

You twisted the door knob that was attached to the black sleek door with the obscure glass window adorning it. The gold paint was scraping off the knob revealing the silver underneath. Besides that, when you turned the knob, the door didn't budge. You twisted it once more. Nothing. You pushed the door while twisting the knob the third time. Nothing again.

Slamming your body against the door in frustration, making the door burst open and you fall through it onto the cemented flooring. The bell atop the door chimed, swinging back and forth, mocking and taunting you.

Get the door fixed, you made a mental note as you pushed yourself up back onto your two feet. Running a hand over your T-shirt and straightening it.

You scanned the room, eyes roaming over the unused facility. Cobwebs decorating the corners of the roof, dust bunnies waving at you from the floor, old cream wallpaper peeling off the walls revealing the cemented wall beneath, the polluted air making you have a cough fit after you inhaled some dust accidentally.

Unshed tears pricked your eyes as your coughing fit wore off after a little while. “This could use some renovations,” you croaked out to no one in particular as you switched the light switch on.

The light bulb lit up producing a very bright light (brighter than normal) that illuminated the room. At least something works— your train of thought was cut off when the light bulb abruptly exploded.

“Just had to jinx it,” you grumbled, placing your hand onto your face.

You found your way to some curtains beside the door, pulled the long dirty brown pieces of linen apart, revealing a huge window that let the warm sunlight seep in and lighten the dark room. You slid the windows up to let the toxic air out and fresher air in.

Get the curtains replaced. You noted down somewhere in your brain as you took in the hideous pattern of the curtains.

You walked around the shop, letting your hand trace the long wooden counter that extended from the wall. Dust collecting at your fingertips that you wiped off on your shirt.

Making your way through the shop, you found a recessed door that was fixed into the left wall on the opposite side of the parlor. You gently turned the door knob not wanting to repeat the incident that transpired a few minutes ago. It opened without a fight.

When you peeked your head in, you found yourself in a small closet room. Metal shelves up against both sides of the wall with various random and dirty objects decorating them. The closet was just as filthy as the rest of the shop.

You found boxes, some small, some large sitting at the other end of the closet. That must be the furniture! You think, making your way towards them.

As you pick up one of the boxes carefully, wrapping both arms around the box that was bigger than your own head. You suddenly yelped falling back on your butt, the box falling into your lap.

“Fuck no!” You screeched in horror as you saw a cockroach fly up in the air. “Nononononono.”

You dashed out the closet, almost tripping on your shoe laces that came undone who knows when, slamming the door shut so the pesky rodent wouldn't escape and terrorize the rest of your shop as well. “What the fuck!”

Mental note 3, get pest fucking control. So far, the day was not going as planned.

You released a deep breath pulling your phone out from your back pocket to check for damage. You've never been more grateful for the invention of phone cases in your life. You doubted your phone could bear another crack on it's already kinda-fucked-up screen.

Pocketing your phone once again, your hands rested on your hips. You stared at the floor trying to calm down. “Fuckin’ hell,” you murmured to yourself rubbing your eye with the heel of your palm.

You kicked off your left shoe and turned back to the closet, mentally preparing yourself for the battle your a lifetime.

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After fighting for your life and clearing out your closet of any other unpleasantries that may surprise the living Christ out of you, you pulled out your phone and began typing in some to-dos into the notes app. Tile installment, cleaning, probably pipe replacement, a door fix, bulb and wiring replacement, paint, decoration and all that stuff with the budget of five fucking hundred pounds. Just yay.

You left the parlor with determination to accomplish your goal; renovate. You thought as you found your way through the door and back on the streets of Camden.

In a matter of a few hours, you had managed to hire a few mechanics and workers to, one, install marble floorings into the parlor, two, get any pipelines or such fixed, three, get all cracks and crevices in the walls plastered, four, fix the door lock, and fix, rewire and reinstall the lightbulb. All in the cost of four hundred and thirty pounds, and with the seventy pounds left, you could buy the paint, curtains, and other pleasantries as such.

Walking through the appliances stores, your phone on hand as you check off a few to-do boxes. Satisfaction bloomed in your chest to see how much you had done in the matter of a day.

A small smile spread across your face as you made your way towards the next shop when a sudden boom behind you made you stop in your steps.

Screams fill the air but they're tuned out by the sudden high-pitched ringing in your ears. People passed by you running towards the exit and evacuating while you just stood there, unable to move for some reason when finally, your head snapped towards the chaos to see what everyone was running away from.

Green Goblin. You had seen him on the news whenever you scrolled on your phone for too long or when you scrolled through the TV channels and ended up on the news channel but never did you think you'd see him in real life but if the Green Goblin was here then…

Abruptly, the villainous individual who was flying abounding on his hoverboard and terrorizing everyone in the mall was knocked off by a swift kick. The one who delivered it was quick, you only saw the red and blues colors blurring together. Oh my fucking god, no way.

Slowly, the blurs of color started mashing together into an appropriate form. It's Spider-Punk. THE fucking Spider-Punk. And you were seeing him not through tv, but through your own goddamn eyes.

You watched as the Green Goblin regained his composure and lunged towards Spider-Punk. The two vigilantes participating in a violent game of tango while you stood there wide-eyed and stuck amidst the chaos sitting in the front seat.

It didn't take long for both vigilantes to notice your presence. All at once, a shout broke out from the red masked punk, “move!” when a broken piece of the wall was thrown right in your direction by the one and only Green Goblin. You saw the white's of Spider-Punk's mask widen.

Move. An inner voice in your head screamed. You couldn't. Move, goddamnit! Nothing. It felt as time had slowed down.

The stone piece inches away from your face, ready to smash your skull in when suddenly a silky white rope connected to your side and pulled you towards it. A hand wrapped around your waist and suddenly, now you're in the air.

Your heart thumped in your ears from the sheer amount of adrenaline and fear coursing through you as the two of you swung out the appliance store.

Your arms were subconsciously wrapped around his neck, your face was buried into the curve where his neck met his shoulder. You peeked your head up to see yourself high up in the air, and a glimpse of blurred green chasing the two of you.

You sucked in a shaky breath, you wondered if he could hear how loud your heart pounded, like it was gonna erupt from your chest anytime soon.

You felt heavy air hitting your back when he abruptly turned a sharp corner and now you're sitting on a dumpster in an alleyway who knows where with a vigilante in front of you checking for any major injuries.

“You alrigh’, love?”

It took you a minute to register his words due to the daze but you finally managed to choke out a “I'm fine,” your voice was slightly breathless but you didn't focus on that right now instead, you focused on the individual in front of you.

You quickly took in his wardrobe. A red spandex bodysuit, spiked mohawk, leather jacket, collar, spikes, nets, guitar, red boots, blue laces— blue laces? well damn…

“Aight, take a breather f'me, lovelie. ‘m gonna go deal w’him, ay? Take care!” He shouted, his voice fading as he ran towards the exit of the alley and swung away before you could manage another response.

…

What the fuck just happened?

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You slowly recovered from the incident that happened just three days ago. An hour long face call with your parents who had seen you on the news swinging around in the arms of Spider-Punk. You lost count after sixteen of just how many times your parents had asked you if you were okay.

You had paid off the workers to get the job done while you were away, now you could only hope they hadn't robbed you and were currently flying to another state with your money.

You didn't have much left to do from your to-do list. The only thing you needed was some paint and furniture. You had ordered the paint (and paid) online, it would be at the door of your parlor in about a few hours. Or at least that's what the notification you gotten had said.

As you were currently laying in bed clicking away on your computer and chewing on the back of a pencil you randomly found in your backpack and an orange sofa that you found in your fridge, something ringed in your head.

Right!

The concert, you were supposed to look into it when you got home. Unfortunately, it had pretty much slipped your mind due to your little experience about a day ago.

You clicked away, opening a new tab, “Spi…der…si…ca… baa…nnd.” You pronounced each syllable carefully while you typed away.

Pushing down the enter button, you were met by a white loading screen that led you to another google page. You clicked the first link and found yourself on another website.

“A popular punk band in london with the following members: Karl Morningdew, the bass Guitarist, Riri Williams, the keyboardist and Mattea Murdock, the drumist followed by their BandLeader, Hobart Brown, the guitarist—” Your voice slowly faded out as you saw the image of a familiar punk boy pop up that you had gotten lost in just a few days ago outside of your parlor. “Huh.”

You scrolled through the website until your eyes settled onto the information you were looking for, “Spidersica, publicly performing on the 9th of March.” The information was followed by the location and other necessary details.

“Eh, screw it. I gotta socialize anyway,” you blurted out, clicking off the tab.

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After finishing another can of soda, you finally had gotten ready to go back out after locking yourself in your house for the past forty-eight hours. Patting the pockets of your jeans to make sure you had your phone and keys in them, you escorted yourself through the door of your apartment.

You soon find yourself making your way down the three quarter turn stairs and back on the roads looking up in the sky for a particular rebellious masked vigilante.

You didn't know what for, maybe to thank him. Or maybe just curiosity at its finest. You shrugged the thoughts off and continued making your way to the parlor. You didn't have time for a cat and mouse chase where the mouse doesn't even know he's being chased.

After all, you were no one special. Just a normal everyday civilian whom his job was to protect.

Finally arriving at your parlor, it looked a lot less abandoned than it did when you arrived three days ago, the front door opening with ease when you pushed the keys in and twisted the knob which was also replaced. You could tell due to the shining new gold color coating it.

Polished white marble tiles installed in the once cemented flooring. The crevices in the walls were filled out along with the old cream wallpaper removed. An air conditioner was fixed into the wall above the recessed door, a fixed bulb and working electricity.

Those were some major improvements but that didn't change the fact the place was still filthy as fuck.

You sighed and grabbed a broom that rested in the corner of the closet, pulling your headphones over your head and began sweeping away.

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After you finished sweeping, you decide to install the new curtains you had bought. They were a dark marengo made of a silky smooth material. As you tried to push the curtains into the metal pole, the bell aloft the door began chiming signifying somebody had arrived, when you turned the door, you were met by a man who stood in a blue-ish uniform, a clipboard in his hand while he tapped the back of a pen on it.

“Uh hello, delivery for Y/N Y/L/N?”

“That would be me.”

“Oh, please just sign here.” He turned the clipboard around to face you, offering you the ballpoint he had.

You walked over, taking the pen from his hand and signed the piece of paper where he had told you to.

He put the clipboard away, taking the pen back from you as he stepped out and came back in with a large box placing it down onto the tile flooring. “G’day, madam.”

He politely bowed his head while you let out a small “thank you” after he tilted his head back up and walked back out the parlor.

You picked up the box that was immensely heavy, probably because of the damn paint cans in them, Sherlock, you had just assumed they most likely were the paints you ordered.

When you turned away, placing the box onto the counter, suddenly the bell chimed once again. You spoke without looking up, “did you forget something, Mr.mailman?”

“Mailman? Hardly.” A familiar angelic voice spoke, making you freeze, Spider-Punk—? You thought as you turned to the voice with wide eyes, but to your surprise. It was someone completely different.

“You good, love? You look like you just seen a ghost.” Honey-coated eyes, ebony complexion, jet-black hair, sharp jawline, is that-?

“Oh my god,” you breathed, “are you Hobart Brown?” your voice was a higher pitch than usual but you couldn't help it. “Oh my god, what are you doing here—” you were abruptly cut off by him.

“Okay okay, I'm gonna cut you off right there, love, first of all. Just call me Hobie. Please.” He chuckled, a small smirk on his face, “and well, second of all, I heard you did piercings, hm?”

“Oh. Uh… okay then, Hobie. Yes. Yeah, I do piercings, why?” Well, that's a stupid question.

“I was wondering if you could do mine, because as you can see, my face is pretty clean.” He smiles softly, pointing to his face that didn't bear any piercings… yet.

“Oh yeah, um. I'm not really open yet—” you cut yourself off at a sudden realization. “Wait, how'd you find me?” You raised an eyebrow, you only remember telling everyone in your circle about the parlor yet.

“Oh, one of my friends told me.”

You raised your eyebrow higher, confusion bubbling in you. “Can I know their name?”

“Yuri.” He shrugged nonchalantly.

Yuri? As in your goddamn BEST FRIEND Yuri?

“Yuri Watanabe?” You asked, expecting a no.

"You know her?"

Of course I know my damn best friend, dumbass! That's what you wanted to say, but instead you held your tongue.

“Well yeah, she's my best friend. We met at a bar back in York.” You didn't know why you were telling him, you didn't even know if you could trust him. After all, he was just a random stranger— sure he was famous or whatever but you still just found out about him like three days ago.

“Huh, I don't think she's mentioned you but nice to meet you, er…?”

“Y/N. Y/N Y/L/N. Nice to meet you too, Hoba- Hobie.” You quickly corrected your small error.

“Y/N.” He looked like he was trying to remember something from a long time ago. Suddenly his eyes lit up, “oh yeah, she has mentioned you a couple times if I think about it.” He gave you a polite smile, “Do you need help? with whatever you're doing?”

“What?”

“I said do you want help?” He repeated, “seems like you could use some.” He observed, eyes roaming around your unfinished parlor.

“Do… are you looking for something in return?” You were confused by his sudden offer. He had to be wanting something in return, right? I mean, he learned your name like JUST a minute ago.

“Nah, just wanna help you out. Plus, you could prolly use some company, ay?”

“I mean… wait, why would you wanna do that? Aren't you busy with things like… practice or something.”

“Do you want help or not?” He raised an eyebrow.

“Yes.” You answered with a small voice, biting down on your lip gently.

𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: @the-kr8tor @hobieszeze @missshelleyduvall

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mrsdarkandyandere7 · 1 year

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Dark!Bruce Wayne

Pairing: Dark Bruce Wayne x (female) Reader

▶ This is a yandere/dark work and it may contain triggering content so please READ THE WARNINGS before. Do not read if minor.

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WARNING: Toxic/Abusive Relationship; Manipulation.

AN: Please, reblog and give me feedback.

Bruce loves to throw lavish parties dedicated to you - his beloved girlfriend. He literally takes any occasion to celebrate and always loves to put you at the center of attention. You deserve everyone to know how amazing and gorgeous you are.

Trust me when I say that you’ll never stay more than a month in Gotham as Bruce loves taking you (and his private plane) to all the properties and mansions he owns all over the world. Traveling will never be an issue for him, constantly exploring the world and staying at the most luxurious hotels and resorts with you by his side.

Shopping sprees are frequent. Bruce loves to spoil you with the best that money can buy so you don’t have to worry about it. If you look twice at something, Bruce won’t hesitate in swiping his credit card for you.

There are times when he can get a bit extravagant like the time where you wanted to visit this clothing boutique near its closing time so Bruce, like any diligent boyfriend would do, bought the entire store for you. Now there’s no curfew for you to leave the store, right?

And because he (or Alfred) can’t always drive you everywhere, he gifted you a brand new BMW - with a professional driver included- so this way, you’ll be able to go wherever you want (we’ll talk about this later).

Bruce is so in love with you that, although he keeps with his party boy lifestyle, he’ll want you by his side at every opportunity. On every social event, you’re dressed with the most expensive dresses, the finest jewelry, the most flawless make-up.

But as much as Bruce loves to flash his money around, he doesn’t want you to love him only for it. You need to love him for his personality.

So, please, make sure you’re with him for the right reasons otherwise you’ll be stuck with a very obsessive man and his money won’t make it better.

Now, talking about the real content here:

Bruce views you like a fragile baby. You need a strong man like him to protect you, to take the decisions for you. All you need to do is stay home (or at his mansion, to be more accurate) and be a good girl for him. He’ll take care of all the rest, don't worry your delicate head with working or trying to find a job cause you won’t need that.

As much as he takes you to parties, it’s always non-alcoholic drinks for you. You’re not allowed to drink booze at parties and that’s final. If you’re alone with him, that’s fine.

But in a public place where anyone could try to take advantage of your drunk self, not a chance. Bruce won’t allow it.

Dressing up to go out is also when Bruce’s possessive side awakens so don’t bother picking the short dresses and tops with cleavages cause that’s not gonna roll with Bruce.

There’s no way in hell you’ll ever be leaving the mansion without Bruce assessing your chosen outfit and you gotta make sure that you’re dressed up quite modestly. Your body and its secrets are reserved for Bruce and that’s the way he wants to keep it.

If you thought that being with Bruce would be a full and wild party life, then you’re wrong. Partying alone with your friends, only at his club (the one he bought in Gotham S4) and even like that, his security guards will be keeping a tight eye on you - the boss’s girlfriend.

Not to mention that Bruce will be checking in with you every fifteen minutes (much to your friend’s consternation) and you better answer his calls back, otherwise Bruce will show up at the club to make sure you’re safe and sound.

Speaking of going out, you have a curfew. Gotham at night is dangerous and Bruce can get quite protective, so it’s not long after you start dating him that he implements a curfew - for your own safety, of course.

And also, you have to ask for his permission to hang out with your friends and answer a million questions about who they are, their full names, what they do in life, their addresses and phone numbers, all of that. Something he’s so relentless in that you just give up on trying.

Going out means keeping a special tracking app in your phone. One that Bruce had especially custom-made for you and it doesn’t allow you to remove or fake your location. No tricks will work on fooling that specific app. Bruce really doesn’t take any chances with you, does he?

To make it worse, leaving the mansion is something you can only do with him or Alfred. He only trusts Alfred to take you outside, knowing he’s more than capable of protecting. And if Alfred is not available, then he’ll reluctantly allow some intensely trained bodyguards to accompany you.

So basically, you’ll get to be treated like a princess, but at the same time you’ll be just a prisoner of Bruce’s love.

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my-soupy-brain · 7 months

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Got some new clothes in an online shopping haul and I need Ted to hype me up while I try stuff on

Ted is the ultimate hype boyfriend. There's literally nothing you could wear that he won't celebrate. It could be a burlap sack, for goodness sake, and he'll tell ya how damn beautiful you look, darlin'. Let's gooo!

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Relationship: Ted Lasso x reader (f)

Warnings: So kind and cute it hurts, but let's get some smut in there too

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You've never done a haul before. It's the hottest thing online -- buy a bunch of clothes from a website or two, and try them on.

You were nervous though.

Your body had changed, admittedly. Ted's biscuits didn't help, but you'll be damned if you ever turn them down.

So dressing for some plumper areas of your body felt...

"Whatcha got there, sugar?" Ted chimes, seeing you unload the box on the bed, chewing on an apple while help leans against the doorframe.

"I did one of those online shopping haul things? From a couple of websites I wanted to try. And I'm about to dive right in," you say with a sigh.

"Oooh! Fashion show. You'll look gorgeous in whatever ya wear, y'know," Ted says, moving to sit on the bed, picking up the individually wrapped clothes and trying to imagine what's inside.

"Oh Ted, you don't... no, it's OK," you start to offer, trying to avoid the embarrassment of him seeing you in these new garments. Especially ones that might not look so great.

He can see the doubt on your face.

"Now, I'll leave if ya want me to, but I'll gladly be your front-row audience and cheering section, too," he says, dragging you between his legs so he can wrap his arms around you and touch you.

Despite how your body may have changed over the last couple of months, Ted never showed any signs of being anything but enamored with you.

You smile. "OK, here goes!"

...

Your first outfit is a fairly body-forming long-sleeve fuzzy dress, perfect for winter around the corner. You paired it with a belt you ordered and some black boots.

As soon as you open the door, Ted's eyes are big, his mouth dropped open.

"Oh, sugar, lemme see that," he says, his voice low and sultry. His hands run down the sides of the dress, the fabric so soft it makes him smile.

"You're like a cozy, sexy goddess," Ted chimes, grinning at you. You do a small twirl and Ted nods, looking you up and down.

"I mean..." he nods again. "Yeah, keep that. Keep that one for sure."

You blush wildly and look down, Ted bringing you back to stand in front of him, his hands grabbing your hips.

"Shows off all those perfect damn curves," he murmurs, his drawl heavy and voice a bit lower. "I love seein' what I can grab onto. Sexiest thing in the dang world."

You shudder a little and blush again, and Ted looks up and sees your face.

"Let's see what else you've got hidin' back there, sugar," and he lightly spanks your butt as you turn to walk away and you giggle.

The next outfit is a red mockneck sweater, with a heart-shaped cutout over the cleavage, tucked into some baggy black, soft pants that can be dressed up or down. You pair it with some heels.

Ted whistles as soon as he sees it.

"Well, they placed that heart right, I'll say that much," Ted says, his eyes going to your chest. You raise an eyebrow playfully.

"C'mon, now! I mean 'cause that's where that beautiful heart of yours is!"

You laugh. "That all?"

"No, also because where those beautiful curves are that make my heart pound," he chides, bringing you back in front of him, holding your hand while he looks you up and down.

"Oh, I like those pants! They're like dressy jammies!" Ted smiles up at you, and you grin.

Boys.

You stand in the mirror and look at yourself from every angle, Ted leaning back on the bed and watching you.

"Sugar, you couldn't look better even if you had a professional stylist," he says with confidence. You eyeball him through the mirror.

"Now, now. We know that's not true."

Ted shrugs. "Sure it is. You're perfect just like y'are. No need to mess with perfection."

You blush and smile, blowing him a kiss through the mirror, which he playfully catches.

The next few outfits go by in a whirlwind. Ted claps, touches, marvels, cheers.

"Look at you!" "Golly, darlin', you're makin' my heart race!" "That color is gorgeous with your eyes." "But so is that color! Oh, you can wear the rainbow, sugar!"

Ted will be damned if you don't feel like the most beautiful thing in the world every second you can.

...

You're in the bathroom for a little while.

"Y'got anything else in there, darlin'?" Ted calls from the other room. You smile as you fix the straps of the next item.

When the door opens, Ted is texting Beard a silly meme and smiling at his phone. You clear your throat.

"Last one."

Ted puts his phone down and when his eyes look up, his heart almost stops beating.

You're standing there in a purple, satin and lace short nightgown and matching robe. You're in bare feet, for once, your hair down and a smile on your face.

"Thoughts?" you ask, biting your lip nervously.

"Come here."

"Wait, good or bad?" you ask.

"Come here."

You step closer, and Ted pulls you over his lap, his hands roaming up your body over the satin, his breathing shallow, and a moan slips out of his throat.

"You like this color?"

Ted leans his lips forward and kisses your collarbone, his mustache brushing your skin, his big hands roaming the curves of your ass, your back, your hips...

"I take that as a yes?"

He grunts and groans, his lips moving up your neck to your ear.

He's breathing hard and fast, his breath hot against you, and you can't help but give into wherever this is going.

"What color is it?" Ted asked, making you laugh. "I didn't even notice."

You chuckle, and he giggles with you, his hands still traveling every curve. Even the new ones.

"You're delicious," he murmurs to your neck, nibbling your ear.

"So...is this a keeper?" you ask, your breath changing and desire coursing your veins.

"You're a keeper," Ted says against your skin, his fingers now in your hair as he looks at you, his eyes dark with lust. "But yeah, this is a keeper, but it won't be on long."

He quickly rolls you to the bed, to your back, his lips trailing from your lips to your jaw, neck, chest, breasts, hips, and thighs. When his hands ghost under the short hem of the nightgown, he moans when he realizes there's no barrier.

With little notice, he moves to the floor on his knees, hooking his arms around your thighs and tugging you toward the edge of the bed as you squeak in surprise.

His nose bumps against your clit and he groans again, his tongue meeting you, kissing you, tasting you...

"Ted!" you cry out, your hands gripping the sheets of the bed, and one moving to his hair. His eyes make contact with yours, dark and focused, his mouth dipping down, his tongue dipping in again and again.

"Taste so good, could eat ya all day," Ted murmurs, with that sexy drawl and low baritone.

When he slides his first two fingers in you, you gasp and he smiles. His thumb plays against your clit, making your breath grow shorter and sharper.

"I don't think I need to warm ya up, sugar," he says with a sly grin. "I think all that fun teasin' earlier got ya started. But I wanna make you feel good like a goddess deserves..."

When he curls his fingertips your hips bump up, your body arching as the pleasure rolls through your nerves, up your thighs and to your stomach.

"Oh, God..."

"Yeah, baby...you're so beautiful..."

He almost gets you to climax before you beg him to come back to you.

"Need you...need..." you murmur, your brain short-circuiting. "Please..."

Ted smiles and crawls up to you, unbuckling his belt with one hand, your greedy hands pulling his shirt off while he pulls down his pants and boxer briefs.

A big, warm hand holds your thigh and he leans down to take a nipple into his mouth, and you can feel his cock teasing your center. You wiggle your hips and Ted smiles.

"Almost there, doll," he whispers, kissing his way back to your lips.

He wets the tip against you and pushes in, and you wrap your legs high around him, his hands back on your thighs.

"You're so soft, so delicious," he murmurs, his lips against yours for a moment, whispering. "You're perfect."

Your fingernails drag down his back and up his hair, down his chest and chest hair, and back up to cup his face.

He makes love soft but deep. It's a rainy Sunday evening, nowhere to be, nothing to do. So he takes his time.

"God, Ted," you murmur. "I'm...I'm..."

Ted nods against you, the tendril over his forehead bouncing.

"Yeah, sugar, me too... let it happen, baby," he comforts, and you arch your back and the angle moves, his hands quickly running down your breasts and waist and hips.

"I'm so damn lucky," he says, looking down at you, your head thrown back in pleasure.

When he hovers over you again, you bring your lips to his, and the roll of his tongue against yours, his breath shared with you...that does it...

"Oh God, oh God!" you pant, your body shaking as the climax comes through you, your breathing tight in your stomach as the pleasure mounts.

"Yeah, yeah, I feel you, darlin'. Keep goin'. Keep goin'. Almost there..."

Your fingernails clutch his back and the stinging pain is pleasurable, sending his hips moving faster in and out of you, and then...

You wrap your legs around him as he clutches you and fills you, moaning your name in your ear, both of your bodies shaking. When the movement stops, you breathe together, your bodies a little slick with sweat. He kisses your neck and cheek sweetly, and you kiss his lips the same.

"I love you," you offer, gazing into his eyes, making him smile. He cups your face. "I love you, too. So much."

When he moves away from you, he returns with a washcloth to clean you up, and you smile at the warm softness of his touch. He crawls into bed and curls you into his chest.

"So are you keepin' this one?" Ted asks, and you look down at the wrinkles and the small drips of his sweat on the satin.

"I think I have to," you laugh. "It's a good thing we both like it."

Ted chuckles, the low sound against your ear where you lay on his chest.

"Oh yeah, I can say that one's a success."

"Maybe I'll do another haul...of just these..."

Ted closes his eyes and moans a little.

"We can test 'em all."

"Well, it needs your stamp of approval for sure," you offer, kissing him as his hand runs down your back again.

"Sugar, anything you wear has my stamp of approval."

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WOOOOO! Monday Smutday? Why not. I love how Ted would be such a cheerleader. He honestly would find no flaws in anything you try on. But lingerie haul? He's a perfect test subject. Hahaaa! Thanks for the prompt, friend!

#ted lasso x reader #ted lasso fanfic #ted lasso fanfiction #ted lasso fluff #ted lasso x you #ted lasso smut

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yuimatsumatsuno · 1 month

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Hi! May I request platonic headcanons about the matsu brothers befriending the reader after reader moves to japan? They're very friend shaped to me and I would love more platonic x readers out in the world

Thanks for the req!!!! I absolutely adore platonic matsuno x reader it’s always so cute 😭😭

matsuno siblings x gn!reader

PLATONIC HCS

TW//CW: ???

Osomatsu is really easy to make friends with! Although this guy is an irresponsible slacker, it is still easy to start communicating with him. Of course he is a complete idiot, but this idiot values you. he often complains to you about how his younger siblings do not listen to him and he is glad that he can talk to you. he invites you over for a beer or a game of pachinko because he loves your company. when he is drunk, he can sometimes come to you, reclining on your couch and talking about some kind of nonsense. you have to bring him back home when he falls asleep.

Ooooh damn, if you become friends with Karamatsu, you will never know what peace is. This guy adores you like a sibling. Sometimes you can go shopping together and look at his new outfits, which will be DAMN painful. You are almost the only person who does not offend him and treats him well, so he appreciates you and likes spending time with you more. Sometimes he may ask about the country in which you live, sincerely interested in the culture. (he's a really nice guy please let me hug him 😭😭😭)

Choromatsu considers you better than all his siblings, so he prefers to spend time with you. He complains to you about his clueless brothers and endlessly talks about his plans to find a job (he doesn't even try). You are the only person with whom he shares his anime figures and manga, discussing his impressions and thoughts. There are times when you both manage to get to the concerts of your favorite performers, where this “serious” person turns into a crazy fan.

I have only one question - HOW. How did you become friends with such a dark and scary guy like Ichimatsu..? Seriously, he’s shocked that such a nice person like you paid attention to him. You have to invite him for walks yourself, because he is damn shy. His favorite thing to do with you is when you are in the park and there is silence, just feeding the street cats, without saying a word and allowing your mind to rest. Sometimes he shows you funny and cute cat videos that calm him down. You are the closest person, since his brothers don't really pay attention to him, and other people find him scary. he truly values you as a close friend.

Aww, you're really lucky with Jyushimatsu. he is literally the kindest ray of sunshine! you quickly became friends, as he is an open and cheerful guy. Every morning he comes to you with a baseball bat, begging you to play with him. You can just watch him play from the sidelines, he just wants to spend time with you. he talks incessantly, sharing his emotions and impressions. Even though he's clingy, it's nice to have someone who's always there to cheer you up.

Todomatsu is literally a wolf in sheep's clothing. you will meet in the cafe where he worked, when he will make his cute face and serve you, forcing you to give up your number. in correspondence, he often sends you his selfies and asks which ones are better, asking you to like them all on Instagram. In that one episode, he will still take you on a double date, since you are the only adequate person he knows. he is a real gossip, telling you all the gossip and shameful stories about his brothers, pretending to be innocent in front of others.

#yuimatsu #mr osomatsu x reader #osomatsu san x reader #ichimatsu matsuno x reader #karamatsu matsuno x reader #choromatsu matsuno x reader #jyushimatsu matsuno x reader #osomatsu matsuno x reader #todomatsu matsuno x reader

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moonbyulsstuff · 1 year

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Hi hii can I request for viral hit boys x gyaru/beauty + fashion influencer? Gender neutral reader if possible!

I think the idea of them (esp Taehun) will be rlly interesting and cute! Thankyou!

Them Dating A Beauty and Fashion Newtuber.

GN Reader.

Requested.

Masterlist.

Request Rules.

Characters: Seongjun Baek, Taehun Seong, Yeonu Ji.

Seongjun Baek:

A chef newtuber and a fashion + beauty newtuber dating?

It was definitely a hectik when everyone found out that the famous Seongjun Baek and [Name] [L.Name] are dating.

But it also lead to fans asking the both of you if you can appear at each other videos more often.

Which you both did.

He appeared on your channel first, mostly doing his makeup.

Which lead to a lot of "I wish it was me" comments from the fans.

You would use Seongjun as a face example for your videos like a lot.

And whenever you two go out, you would always make sure Seongjun goes out with a style.

You would always style his dress and he just goes along with it.

And you would style his hair a lot, pig tails, ponytails, and a lot of hairstyles.

He doesn't mind being pampered by his very own fashion designer.

Seongjun would always watch your videos, always in awestruck at your skills, and what you can do with a brush.

He would take you out for shopping and would help you looking at some makeup sets.

Or a new set of clothing.

He would spoil the hell of you.

You wanted that new set of makeup kit? He got it for you.

That new brushes? He has it for you ready.

That new Gucci shoes? Well he already bough it.

He will buy literally anything for you, if it helps your dream.

Taehun Seong:

Oooohhh! This boy!

Your absolute of an boyfriend was the perfect modal for your make up and stylish clothing.

Considering this bastard is one hell of a devilish boyfriend, so it wasn't a wonder on why he was chosen.

You would post videos on doing his makeup and it gained a lot of views, and you would use that of course to your advantage but you had a limit.

Considering there were many people who wanted to be Taehun's partner which made you jealous.

Which he teased you about but also reassured you.

Even when you don't video to film. You would still be practicing on him.

You sitting on his lap as you did his make up

He would sometimes tease you, especially when he's looking at you with a smoky look leaving you flustered.

And his clothing?

We can see that he dress simple but of course, you being you. You would style the hell of his clothing.

Telling him to wear what you recommended and over time, he would wear what you told him looks good on him.

After all, he would trust his partner when it comes to a good fashion sense.

Even though when you two first met, he teased you about it.

He really didn't understand anything about you.

Taehun thought makeup was weird.

He always thought why you would put paint on your face?

But after seeing on how you enjoyed it and it brought you happiness.

It made him understand about makeup a little bit more.

Because to be honest, thanks to you. You made him much more hotter, so it was much more easier to tease and fluster you.

Yeonu Ji:

This boy doesn't really know a lot about fashion, he only chose simple clothing just like Taehun.

So when he started dating you, his closet was full of clothing that you picked out for him.

You helped him style his clothing and would practice your makeup skills on him.

He likes being your model, he likes to see what you could do next.

And you two dated after he quit Newtube, finally being to do what he wants.

The first thing he did, was of course, dated you.

You would have Yeonu sometimes on your channel but only if he wanted to.

Considering he never really wanted it.

It always amazes him what you can do with makeup skills and fashion sense of style.

He was always curious and would sometimes watch you put on your makeup.

There was one time actually, where he wanted to do your makeup.

And it wasn't bad when he finished. Of course, you posted it on the internet.

And your fashion style?

Holy shit, it amazes what you can pair the type of clothing you have.

Like you wear something muted colors today and the next, you wear something bright.

And your shoes? He didn't know that those type of hands existed!

In overall, he's just amazed by what you do.

#🌙moonbyulsstuff works #requested #gender neutral reader #gn reader #x gender neutral reader #headcanons #webtoon #x gn reader #taehun seong #seongjun baek #yeonu ji #viral hit #how to fight #viral hit x gn reader #how to fight x gn reader

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pigeonwhumps · 2 months

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A look at what a BBU Tumblr dashboard might look like!

@bbu-on-the-side

CWs: BBU, pet whump, dehumanisation, everything that comes with that

🐢 turtleonhigh

As you start contemplating gifts for your loved ones, remember guys, a pet is for life, not just for Christmas! If you've never had a pet before, Domestics or Platonics are the best starter pets, but make sure to do your research thoroughly to keep your pet happy and healthy. Additionally, adopt, don't shop! There are so many pets desperately in need of loving homes. If you're insistent on purchasing from a supplier such as WRU rather than a shelter, choose refurbished. Give a pet the second chance they deserve!

🌟 thetruthinourstars

In Liberation this month: The shocking truth of WRU training away from prying eyes

🥸 bookworm420

https://www.liberation.com/20240423457899

(again. A year and a half after the first article and they're still having to expose it because no-one will listen...)

Oh come on, OP, everyone knows that's bullshit, spread by pet lib manipulators. Everyone: this is what bad actors look like!

🦀 just-a-crab

Sources?

#and before anyone leaps on me #i mean both of you #a reminder to always check where informations coming from

🍵 tea-and-pets

If prev was a pet, what would you give them as a little treat?

🐳 awhaleofatime

You guys are sick and perverted fuckers, I hope you know that

🌵 prickle

You're in the minority there mate

https://www.yougov.co.uk/topics/lifestyle/explore/HumanPets

🐳 awhaleofatime

🌞 sunshinestarlight

Stfu and let people have their fun, dude

#if you have nothing nice to say don't say anything at all #pet love #srsly dude leave us alone #polls

🐭 mouseandsammy

Sammy just adores his new outfit! Look at him go!

🌞 sunshinestarlight

❤️

🪶 fansofafeather

Ew, why am I getting WRU adverts on my dash constantly? Do I look like someone who would buy a pet to you?

🦴

Yes

🪶 fansofafeather

This was originally just a vent, but since you asked so nicely...

Does it help? Does it really?

Sources:

Stats show that 42% of vulnerable young people surveyed are scared of being picked up by WRU. Furthermore, spending on welfare in the UK has decreased by 26% over the past ten years, with ministers even saying that those who need help should become pets and go where they're wanted, where their "place" is. Vulnerable people need help, not encouragement to sign their lives away, and the pet industry isn't helping with that (even if you say that it isn't WRU's fault for merely existing, their adverts aren't glowing examples of a non-manipulative company).

I could go into way more detail, about the manipulation and propaganda, and what's been associated with them over the years, the politicians in their pockets holding up legislation that would hinder sign-ups, not to mention that this is actual, literal slavery, but I'll leave it here for now. If you're actually bothered you can ask, but I get the feeling you're not anyway.

How do you see your future? | YouGov

How do you feel about the alleged forced sign-ups by WRU and similar companies? | Liberation

Fact-check: Has welfare spending increased? | BBC Verify

Secretary for Work and Pensions overheard suggesting that welfare recipients "go where they're wanted" and become pets | The Guardian

WRU adverts 2000-2024 | National Archives

👯 pet-love

Callout post

Be aware. User @/sam-the-multifandom is an active member of the pet lib community, who has engaged in targeted harassment of pet owners and supporters. Evidence is in their top posts. Block and report, and spread the word to other members of the community so we can stamp out this disgusting behaviour.

👁️ eyesonthewall

Oh ffs OP. This is your evidence? Seriously? Stop lying and go back to the hole you crawled out of.

💗 nolongeracult

Proving OP's point right there. I'm former pet lib, and I can honestly say it's the most toxic community I've ever been a part of.

🍰 twopets-twocakes

Even more than the Star Wars fandom? 😝

💗 nolongeracult

YES

#pet love #their choice #petlib is toxic #love your pet #pet for life

#whump #whump writing #whump community #bbu #box boy universe #fake tumblr dash #bbu community

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where-theres-smoak-2 · 8 months

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Loki Mid-Season Trailer Breakdown

SPOILERS!

So I just watched the mid-season trailer and there were some interesting shots in there that I want to talk about, I've also looked back at some of the footage from previous trailers that were released, so this is going to be a kind of breakdown/theory post on what I think is going to be happening in the last two episodes.

I've already said in a previous post that I think Loki will timeslip away right as the loom explodes and then go around recruiting the gang together and I think from this trailer that is still the most likely scenario.

We get this shot in previous trailer of Loki time-slipping to the Mcdonalds Sylvie works at:

I think this might be linked to the behind the scenes images of Loki and Sylvie outside the Mcdonalds. I also think at first she will reject Loki and walk away just like she did in episode 2. We get some shots in this trailer of Sylvie listening to a record and we know that record spaghettifies from other trailers. So I think after dismissing Loki's concerns, Sylvie goes home to listen to her record and then the world literally starts disintegrating around her, she'll go find Loki and that's when they'll have the conversation in the bar about what Loki really wants and then Loki will take her back to the TVA.

We also see Loki talking to Mobius in the Jet Ski shop trying to tell him that the TVA is gone, of course Mobius has no idea what he is talking about.

There is also this shot that shows the whole gang in what I think is a recreational room of some kind in the TVA:

From the clothes they are wearing it looks like this is right after Loki recruits them and they are still in their timeline getups. I did notice that OB isn't in his usual TVA uniform so it looks like we might find out what his life on the timeline was too, I am really excited to see what all of their lives were like in the timeline and we do get a few more clues in this new mid-season trailer.

In both this trailer and previous ones there was a shot of Casey in an underground tunnel of some kind but in this trailer we got this shot just before we are shown Casey:

So actually it looks like Casey was in some kind of prison or labour camp, I am wondering if the shot of him in the underground tunnel is him attempting a prison break.

We also get alot more information about Mobius' life on the timeline and it looks like from this shot:

Where you can see kid's bikes, a basketball hoop and other toys. There's also a sheet rope hanging out the window as if a rebellious teen has snuck out. So it looks like Mobius has a family, with kids. Honestly this makes me so sad, like I kind of suspected back in season 1 when Loki said Mobius could have a family on the timeline that he probably did, but actually seeing it is going to be a gut punch, it just shows how tragic it is that these people were all stolen from their lives. They weren't just taken away from their jobs or their homes but also from their families and loved ones. I don't know there is something about a father being taken away from their kids that just gets me.

But it did get me wondering, if he has kids then its possible, even likely, that he also has a partner. We now know that TVA Mobius' love of Jet Ski's comes from his job on the timeline where he worked as a Jet Ski salesman. The other thing we know he loves is pie. So what if the reason why he loves pie so much is because his partner used to like to bake and would always make him a pie to come home from work to. I can just see him sitting around the dinner table with his family enjoying a homemade pie. And now I'm sad again.

Anyway moving on. Something else I think is going to happen is a time loop of the events of the last episode where they are going to keep trying the scenario over and over until they get it right. There are a few shots that make me think this, one is where we are back at the scene where OB has made the model and is explaining the plan only this time OB asks Loki how much he knows, there is also a shot of two Loki's in the same place, so I think time-slipping Loki is going to tell past Loki what is going to happen to Victor and the Loom and then plan-making Loki is going to remember the conversation as it happens like OB did when Loki spoke to the past version of him and that caused present OB to remember in real time, if that makes sense. Another clue that Loki is going to try and get a different outcome to ep 4's events is there is another shot where Loki is talking to OB, (can't remember if its in this trailer or one of the previous ones) where Loki asks OB what they could have done differently, as they are in the Loom Room at the time I think this might be where they attempted it again but it still failed so Loki is asking OB how it might be fixed if they do it again and then he'll go back and relay that information to past versions again.

Unfortunately for Victor I think he is going to be spaghettified a few more times. There is this shot where we see him get spaghettified from a different angle:

what's interesting about this shot though is that for some reason he isn't wearing the helmet yet and he hasn't yet picked up the device thingy, through put multiplier? Or something like that, anyway it begs the question, why are the doors already open when Victor clearly isn't ready yet?

We also see Loki talking to presumably Victor through a microphone telling him what he needs to do, which is again interesting because first off why is it Loki directing Victor and not OB? Unless Loki is using all the information from all the failed attempts he's witnessed to try and get Victor through it maybe? But also we see that Victor has trouble pushing the green button, at one point he is pounding on it trying to get it to activate. It's hard to see in this screenshot but it looks like Victor begins to spaghettify again whilst trying to push that button:

I think that he will spaghettify before he manages to push the button and that is what will lead to this scene where we see Loki on the loom's walkway:

I think the reason why he isn't wearing the suit is because Victor was already wearing it and it got spaghettified along with him. The reason why Loki isn't carrying the through put multiplier is because it is already at the end of the walkway, after Victor dies, again, I think Loki decides to sacrifice himself to get to the end of the walkway and push the button himself. Although to be clear I don't think Loki is going to die, something will come along and save him. You can see bits of black coming off of him, but I don't think that's him beginning to spaghettify and think its similar to what was happening to Mobius suit in ep 1 with the temporal radiation aging it away, I think Loki's clothes are being aged away.

Another shot that I found really interesting was a simple one but I think it holds alot of meaning to it and its these two:

It shows the word 'believe but then the word flickers and when it does you get a quick shot of the word 'lie'. So who is lying, what are they lying about? It could be in reference to the lie the TVA workers were told about their former lives on the timeline but I feel like it might be something else. The lie told to the TVA workers is something we already learnt in season 1 so I would assume this is referencing some other lie. I don't really have any guesses to be honest, it could have something to do with HWR, but I am curious to see if this does connect to the last couple of episodes at all. I would love to hear other peoples theories if anyone has any.

We also get some interesting shots of Sylkie in this trailer. I actually think we might get some repeats of their scenes too. There is this shot of them in another trailer in what appears to be the same recreational room the whole gang were in above:

I'll be honest when I first saw this clip, with the way Sylvie slowly moves closer and closer to him I did wonder if this is going to turn into a kiss scene, it's just giving me that vibe, of course that could be my shipper googles clouding my vision. But I do think this moment between them is one that we are going to see at least twice and the reason why is because of this shot in the mid-season trailer that shows this room but in its spaghetti form:

Loki is holding up his hand and to me it kind of looks like he might be counting, like he knows what is going to happen next and begins counting down to it. So I wouldn't be surprised if he gets to the end of that countdown and we find ourselves back at the beginning of that scene.

Another scene that I think might possibly be repeated is the pie room scene between them. We have this shot in this trailer where Loki is going into the room:

We can't see anyone else in the room but what makes me think it might possibly be a repeat of the sylki pie room scene is that in ep 4 when Loki says 'we are gods' it is a wide shot, yet in the trailers it is a close up shot when he says the line. It could just be a case of they decided to use a different shot for that moment, but there does also seem to be this theme of time loops and things repeating so I'm taking any scene that is from a slightly different angle or distance as a potential repeat scene.

Ok so that's everything I've got for the trailer. But I do want to make a quick prediction on what I think might happen to all our characters in the end.

I think ultimately it will end up being Loki and Sylvie working together to run the new TVA. I think they hinted at this when they had HWR make that offer for them to run it back in 1x6. I think them actually ending up running it would bring it full circle, they would end up as the benevolent rulers as HWR put it, but they would have done it their way and not HWR's way. It would also fit into the whole we are gods conversation.

I think Mobius might possibly end up going back to his timeline and getting his life back with his family. As much as I love the friendship between him and Loki I do think that would be the best ending for Mobius, but I would want it to be his choice and I don't want it to be a case of his mind is wiped. As to whether its even possible for the TVA workers to return to their timelines, I think it might be. We never got confirmation on whether the timelines they were taken from were pruned after they were taken. My theory is that once they took them instead of pruning the timelines they instead wiped the memories of everyone who knew them, as if they never existed to start with, in which case that could be undone and they could potentially go back to the moment they were taken. But who knows, I guess we'll see. Even if Mobius does go back to his timeline I could see him coming back in future projects and helping Loki out with any problems that show up. I don't think Mobius having his happy ever after on the timeline with his family necessarily has to mean the end of the Loki and Mobius' bromance.

Casey I think might end up choosing to stay with the TVA and maybe he'll get a promotion. I just don't think his life was very good from the clips from the trailers and so he might decide he is better off staying and helping build the TVA into something good.

Another person I think might end up staying is B-15. Although we know from 1x5 when Sylvie showed B-15 her life on the timeline, B-15 said she was happy I could see her choosing to sacrifice that life in order to help more people by protecting the timelines. She would become this kind of opposite of Brad who was willing to sacrifice his colleagues and values for that perfect timeline life, she'd do the opposite and sacrifice her life on the timeline because she knows she can make a difference in the TVA.

I really don't know about OB as we still don't seem to know too much about his past or his life on the timeline. So I think its anybody's guess there.

I suspect Ravonna, Brad and Miss Minutes will all meet their end come the series finale. It's possible they might get a redemption but I just don't really see it happening at this point.

But yeah those are my thoughts on the midseason trailer. I'm even more excited for the last couple of episodes and can't wait to see where its all going to go.

#loki #loki series #sylki #loki season 2 spoilers

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changingplumbob · 6 months

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My top 23 gameplay moments

Thanks to @anamoon63 for tagging me! You've probably seen my top 23 screenshots but as I was trying to narrow them all down I did feel like my favourite storyline moments were not the same as my favourite pictures. So I'm going to take this tag and tell you the top 23 gameplay events I've had this year. Not all have screenshots as some of them happened before I started writing down and capturing my gameplay.

23. I did actually enjoy writing Bella and Mortimer pulling away from each other as Mortimer began to prioritise his writing over his family.

22. Seeing in thought bubbles that Paris and Samir both had crushes on the sims I wanted them crushing on. Sweet success!

21. Back when my game correctly did university grades and three out of five of my university students earned their degrees with honors! Devin, Luna and Cassandra.

20. Adding in Dina and Nina Caliente. Sadly Mortimer died so they haven't gotten a lot of screentime yet BUT I think they look great and have plans to bring them back in in time, they still control the Goth fortune after all.

19. Getting Bob his dog Dale which allowed Bob to get fit and healthy. He's still heavy set but it's mostly muscle now.

18. When Reece got a pop up about his crush randomly showing up at football practice despite his actual crush Samir being on the football team...

17. When Deanna and Paris completely ruined my story plans by kissing during a shopping trip in a different rotation, and I had to do sneaky screenshots so you couldn't see them in the background. Then when I went back to play Deanna she still had the first kiss option so I could write things my way.

16. When I was able to edit settings so that Devin and Luna could have kids that would be genetically related to them both. I usually like to keep my gameplay semi realistic when it comes to having kids but I knew Devin would not get pregnant being an actress and wanted the chance of a kid that looked like her.

15. My sims commiting home invasion before it became EA official. See Devin walking into the Pancakes house like modern day Goldilocks. Taking a bath, cooking a white cake, and only half eating some food.

14. Joey's glow up from little kid to attractive young adult was a nice surprise. I'm so glad he rolled wanting kids because if I can't get a Devin lookalike, maybe I can get a Joey lookalike down the line. Note to self, put eyelashes on more of my male sims.

13. When this new blonde girl in high school kept looking miserably at Deanna during the lesson. And I had Deanna go cheer her up only to discover when looking through her traits that she was also a lesbian. Cheers Paris for spawning at just the right time.

12. Kelly rolling the evil trait after being a destructive toddler was hilarious. I never would have picked it by myself but now I revel in writing him being a jerk to others.

11. When I got Milton to waddle across the road after Bella went missing. And again when I got him to ditch Dina and Nina and run away to see Alexander.

10. Rahul repeatedly spawning outside the Goth house for no apparent reason. This of course led to a friendship and eventual romance with Cassandra. Stalking may pay off???

9. Just watching Kaori ski has honestly been so fun. I look forward to it when I play her household. For those that don't know Charlie used Mix & Mingle for a blind date and Kaori was the second woman she met from that.

8. INFANTS! Specifically playing with alien infants like Silas and Pollock who are even more adorable and hilarious than human infants.

7. Writing Bob and Eliza as being in love. Taking the opposite nature of their personalities and finding a way where they actually work well together. I always smile when they go to woohoo and Eliza also dumps her clothes on the floor like Bob rather than in the basket.

6. When Reece got a crush on Samir after literally saying one thing to him, guess they'd been bonding off screen. In the York rotation Samir had come over and yelled at Reece, and my brain went he's probably just a closeted gay. Then I checked and he actually was! For storyline purposes though I have him as never being in denial of that.

5. Savannah and Mercedes being mini clones of Rahul. I love it so much. I also have really liked playing this latest storyline where they are not pleased at the idea of a sibling, they can be two little terrors.

4. Adam accepting the birth of both of his kids despite not wanting children. I didn't know if I could do enough to get him there but each time he was able to.

3. Keira getting sick during her Halloween party date and Marta looking after her. Not planned but ended up pretty sweet.

2. James proposing to Alexander when he was a townie, despite autonomous proposals being turned off and the fact that he had a living wife at that point. You rebel against the code James!

1. When Adam ignored autonomous proposals being turned off, and showed up in the middle of Suzanna's shift at the science lab to propose. They were living together by this point and clearly he got sick of me ignoring his wants while I played him at home.

So @azuhrasims @marcishaun @sharona-sims and anyone really if you have some top gameplay events from this year, doesn't have to be a whole 23, want to share? Also @julesbbsea17 I KNOW you must have had some kind of crazy memorable gameplay events in your game this year... *flashes back to that random unknown thing bobbing in the water beside your lot in Sulani that we still don't have the identity of*

#sims 4 #the sims #the sims 4 #Top 23 #simblr #Dag dag or tag tag

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mariamariquinha · 1 year

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The Blue Suit - A Horacio Carrillo’s Drabble

I literally wrote this like FINE I WILL DO IT. I’m just convincing myself about the damn baby blue suit. Take it.

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You first saw the item of clothing when the two of you went shopping for it. In fact, he just needed a new blazer because it was his sister's wedding. It was a convincing process, taking him off work for even half a day.

And then Horacio saw the blue suit. Not navy blue, nor those close to black - baby blue.

“Are you sure?” You asked, fingers passing through the fabric.

“Well, yeah. Why not?”

Honestly, you knew that Carrillo was very limited in what he wore and didn't take a lot of risk with his choices. He had blue polo shirts, blue button-downs, even blue pants, so you didn't say anything against it, although you were a little reticent.

The wedding was beautiful, inside a family farm with flowers and well-dressed guests, including Carrillo in the baby blue suit. At a certain point in the party, between sips of alcohol and an animation well conditioned to family gatherings, Carrillo was already without his blazer, sleeves rolled up and an easy smile on his face as he chatted with his cousins.

That's when you saw it, or at least you were convinced of the play, with an argument that could shut you up if it were really discussed. You sipped more of your drink, looked at him for a long time, and even when he saw you staring, the question wasn't raised.

"You saw something you like?"

The question came out of nowhere, you two already in bed and him with his voice a little too rough from the talk and the alcohol. You turned just to see your husband smiling a little, eyes on you.

"Where?"

"At the wedding. The last time you stared like that we were dating."

"Bullshit. I always look at you like that," The defensive tone made him scoff, obvious about how he knew you're lying.

It was the only moment he sober up, just a little, just enough to make you say. That made you sigh.

"Your ass."

Horacio didn't say a word, blinking dumbly in your direction for a few moments before turning his face to the ceiling, frowning as if it was the most confusing thing he'd ever heard.

"It can't be."

"Of course it can. You have a beautiful ass. And even if I was a little confused about that suit, the thing is... I don't know, it just cherish your ass."

More silence. You're starting to worry that you offended him somehow, probably because he was still drunk, but then Horacio smiled before you could manage your apologies.

"You like my aaass..." He literally hummed, moving his shoulders as if dancing on the mattress. "That was the plan the whole time."

"Make your ass look better?"

"Make you drool over me with the suit you didn't like. I can work with that now," Horacio contemplated, turning again to you but with more of a mission to stay close, getting on top of you right away.

"I still don't like it."

"As I said," Your husband murmured against your mouth. "Bullshit."

Gif by @mysoulisasunflower (see? I did it 😂)

@thoroughlymodernminutia that's my symbolic contribution. Here we go 😂😅 (I don't know if I could show exactly what I meant, but... Yeah. Not a fan, but it's him so... 🤷)

#drabble #horacio carrillo #colonel carrillo #just a random thought

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nerdycrusadecomputer · 2 years

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Me again :D

So I have this idea for IT and do whatever you want with it but here it is:

The reader is friends with all The Losers and she (maybe a fem!reader?) always has her nose in a book? And they always tease her on how she can't see where she's going and things like that but they all actually look after her? Like they'll steer her out of the way of people or something?

Just a thought! Maybe you could write headcanons or a fic or anything else :]

Omg i love this ask!! I'm gonna start writing right away but i also have school so sorry if I reply a little late 😅 oh and i thought of this as like half fic half headcanon

Key words: y/n - your name ; l/n - last name ; y/n/n - your nickname

Losers club x fem!reader (platonic)

Warnings: slight cursing

(not my gif)

First let's start with headcanons

First things first your best friend must be addressed! Ben is your bestie, as well as Beverly but you he different reasons as to why they are

Ben and you are your typical book loving duo, you both have to be reading something except instead of you both reading at the library you're the one that walks around with a book up your nose, as Ben is the one in the public library exploring new kinds of book genres

And Beverly is friends with you because your another girl, enough said, and she likes to tease you a lot by hiding your books so that you ca see the world for once in your life

Every time you go out for a walk you're always out reading a book, i mean even while walking! It even results in to bumping in to someone or a tree because you weren't paying attention

And the losers love seeing you just hit your whatever (head, hand, wrist), stop reading, rub the hurt area a little bit and just continue to walk while reading like nothing happened, it's hilarious to them, well at least some of them

But in instances where you almost fall in to a ditch or run in to someone, like they would be talking about something, you being in another dimension and not listening, if they notice your not paying attention on what's in front of you they would slightly pinch your shirt and pull you away, or if that doesn't work one of them will just grab you and move you out of the way

And on the instance where it is your birthday they would give you books as a present, and you couldn't be happier but sometimes you tell them they don't have to buy you only books, but they always say they don't know what else to buy you since when they're out shopping you never look at the shops, but your book instead, yeh you would catch glimpses of the shops when you looked up occasionally but nothing caught your eye

Anyway now on to the one shots (yes there are multiple ones but it's basically iconic moments of you and da losers)

"hey y/n!" Richie called out, no reply

"i think she's lost in her books again." Ben said as he looked towards y/n to se her sitting on a towel, still fully clothed

"i mean for fuck's sake y/n! Enjoy the god damn view for once in your life!" Beverly yelled at the girl as she pointed towards the quarry

"hm?" Y/n questioned as if she didn't hear anything, not even lifting her head up still continuing to read like Bev didn't say anything

"that's it, I'm done with this." Beverly said as she got up from her rock, everyone looked at the ginger girl confused as she stomped her way towards y/n

"what the- hey!" Y/n yelled as Beverly picked her up, before y/n could jump you of her arms Beverly there her in to the lake, the other losers laughed as y/n got out of the water with a loud groan

"My book and clothes are ruined!" She yelled

"i like how you took acknowledge of the book firs and then your clothes." Mike chuckled as he pointed towards y/n's wet ass clothes

"i borrowed it from the library, I'm gonna love like $13!" She yelled, "you're paying for this Bev! Like literally." She added

"fine I'll give you my money you poorling." Bev said as she flailed $15 in the air, y/not out of the big body of water and dried her and before grabbing the $15

"I'm pretty sure the librarian is gonna get a hell of a good laugh when he hears your excuse." Richie said as he laid down on one of the rocks in what looks like to be an uncomfortable position

"yup."

One-shot number 2

The loser's were just walking down the street, the boy's had their bikes bikes to their left, Beverly was flailing her arms around while telling a crazy story that happened at her aunt's, and y/n... Well she was reading a book as usual not looking a where she was going

As she was about to hit a side of a building someone pulled her wrist harshly

"you gotta be more careful l/n, you're gonna get hurt." Stanley said as he let go of y/n's wrist

"thanks Stan." Y/n said as she moved the book a little farther from her face

But when still ended up hitting a pole that was in front of her

One-shot number 3

Everyone was gathered at Bill's house as everyone else was setting up snacks, pillows and blankets for movie night, y/n was sat on the couch reading a rather spicy book

Little did she know Richie was being her reading everything, somehow faster than her

"damn you're in to this stuff y/n/n?" Richie said startling the girl

"shush your speaking hole Richard!" She whispered

"well i didn't know you knew such big words." Wichita said as he out his hands halfway up as a way to say he surrendered, he walked away as y/n's face was red from embarrassment, she closed the book shut, out it in her bag and decided to help the others

And that is all i could muster up in my pea sized brain! Hope you like it and if you would like to change anything you can just message me :)

Anyway hope you have a great day/ night/ afternoon

Bye!!!

#losers club #losers #all platonic!!!!!!#x reader platonic #bookworm reader #reader lover books #y/n is gonna be alone forever #it x reader #send me asks

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morally-gray101 · 1 year

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AFTG Headcannons!

i'm currently rereading the books and i thinking about the foxes and i just need some fluff in my life.

· First Andrew and his Arms TM. How much he lifts in the gym is notable enough for Neil to point it out. He could out-lift anyone on the foxes and anyone on his new team post graduation. Which is incredibly funny to think about because he's literally 5 foot. Horribly unbalanced. Neil wants to lick his biceps.

· Every one of the foxes has seen andriel making out on the roof. Aaron is scarred for life. Kevin wishes they would spend that time on the court. Nicky has to be restrained so he doesn't take a picture to send to Allison. Wymack heaves a long suffering sigh. Why did the universe set him up with these idiots?

· Neil thinks of half his comebacks in advance. the other half is adapted from his pre-existing list. He talks so much shit in his head he just starts writing it down. Neil is a planner. Andrew also knows about this list. Sometimes Neil writes them down for him to give his critiques.

· Andrew and Aaron learn to fight like normal brothers eventually. Imagining those boys bickering like siblings breaks me in half.

· Aaron has a stage where he dyes his hair brown for like a couple months. He didn't ask for twin, did he? Him and Andrew don't talk much during this little rebellion.

· The foxes actually call drunk Kevin "Kevin Night". I saw a post about Kevin Night being all about destroying his liver and safe to say that is the funniest thing i have ever seen in this fandom. It's a running gag among the foxes and you'll Never Guess who started it. (nicky)

· When Andrew and Neil both eventually quit smoking, Neil takes to drawing all over Andrew's hand to curb his cravings, and somehow it spirals into him sketching on his arms, legs and torso and months later, under his armbands. But it all comes to a head years later when Andrew wakes up with a fox paw on his ass. Neil can't show his neck in public for months.

· One morning after a particularly bad nightmare, instead of Andrew hitting out, it was Neil. Andrew has a bloody nose by the end of it and Neil has never felt worse. More proof that he's nothing, that he's not worthy of the foxes, that all he can do is hurt, because oh god He Hurt Andrew- Andrew puts a stop to it as soon as he isn't dripping blood all over the carpet. Healing isn't linear, junkie.

· Once Andrew gets to the stage where he's ok with hickeys, Neil suddenly can't leave enough of them. If the foxes didn't know better, they would tease the hell out of him but sometimes their self preservation instincts get the better of them. Often, much the Aaron's disgust, the place bets on how many bruises will be on his neck the morning after. Renee refuses to bet on principle.

· Allison teaching Neil to dress himself and taking him on their weekly shopping dates. I just love the idea of it so much. The freshmen thinking they're dating because of it. Allison dressing Neil to kill, for Andrew's sake. Almost all the clothes she buys him end up on the floor afterwards. Allison teaching Neil to do eyeliner. Neil with getting a matching helix piercing with Allison. Everyone dies a little once they see it. Matt drools a little.

· As Neil becomes more up to date with his flirting skills, he realises that "Doesn't mean I wouldn't blow you" is literally the most insane this to say during a conversation. He teases Andrew mercilessly and Andrew does that thing where he blushes with his ears and snogs the life out of Neil. He doesn't believe in regret but even he isn't immune to Neil's particular brand of wind-up.

#some of these have featured in fics before #i could not tell you which ones.#i love the foxes so much it hurts #represent !!!#andrew minyard #neil josten #kevin day #david wymack #dan wilds #matt boyd #nicky hemmick #aaron minyard #aftg #aftg shitpost #aftg headcanon #aftg hc

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dj-of-the-coven · 26 days

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DJ's Diary - 5/30/24

Not for any particular reason, I decided I want to start keeping a diary on my tumblr blog for fun and posterity's sake. You can read it if you want, but feel free to block out the tag if you don't wanna see it. I'll probably only post one every now and again so don't worry about it clogging up your dash lol. You can also interact with the post if you feel like it; I don't mind comments.

My mood: melancholy

What have I been up to?

Sewing, mainly. I have a "job" (more of an internship/apprenticeship with tip money) at a local handmade store where I help create all kinds of things--most of them textile related. We've been busy to hell and back with graduation season orders, like ribbon leis and stoles and whatnot. They can be fun to work on, but I'm definitely looking forward to doing some new crafts once the season changes over... and I've really gotta pay more attention to my own projects to sell cause I'm seriously strapped for cash. I have an idea for a hoodie I might make tonight, so hopefully that pans out well enough. Anyway, I need to give a little context before the next bit here. The way that the store works (I don't wanna give its actual name so I'll use the nickname "Jamaica" from here on) is like this: there's one owner who makes most of the stuff on sale, and anything else is made by local creators who have come in and agreed to give 50% of the sale to the store. A few of these artists have been working with my boss--whom I'll nickname "Kay"--for several years now and some of them drop by the shop to say hi or volunteer some work. I'm one of the artists, and so is this guy who drops in about 4 times a week: a middle aged graffiti artist who goes by Nate1. Side note: If Nate1 sounds like a password that a 14 year old boy would come up with, that's because it was. He told me himself that he came up with it as a placeholder when he was first tagging as a teenager. Then it just caught on and now he's stuck with it. We all just call him Nate, though. And no, this is not his actual name. Nate's been telling me lately that I should be focusing on creating more of a "brand" for myself instead of creating things all willy-nilly. I know that his clothing line does well, mostly by reproducing hoodies and other merch with a couple of his selected best designs, but I honestly can't imagine doing the kinda stuff for myself. I specialize mostly in upcycling random jackets that I come across in thrift stores. He gets all his stuff professionally printed with really high quality materials. Plus, he has a degree in design! I'm too broke to be a college student; fuck, I barely had enough money the other day to buy myself a meal from panda express. He has good ideas about how to make art into profit, but I'm literally just too poor to follow in his footsteps. I'm not even sure if textile is something I want to pursue forever or if it's just something I'm doing right now to just barely pay for a stupid $8 coffee each day because my poverty stress keeps fueling my caffeine addiction. I have so many passions. It doesn't quite sit right with me that I might have to pick one of them to the detriment of all the others. That said, I guess I'm gonna have to pick something soon if I don't want to go homeless... Well, in other news, I've also been watching Trigun '98 for the third time with my twin brother. It's nice to finally have some time in the evening to relax with him; it's been a real rarity in the last year or so. We just got up to the episode where Wolfwood is introduced last night. He seems mostly unimpressed, but I get the feeling that the guy will grow on him with time.

#dj's diary

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prsk-krow · 2 years

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Well, we gotta to get the whole gang together now!

(Mizuki x Reader) Mizuki tricks you into going to a clothing shopping spree at the mall because you pulled a Kanade and decided wear the same, dull clothes whenever you two saw each other.

How evil of her.

{Shopping spree with Mizuki and dully clothed reader!}

Hmhm... Perhaps, this is the moment I had been waiting for since I began to write here... Heehee, Caw.

Since Mizuki became your friend, they always tended to tease you for your lame style of clothes. They couldn't help it! Just like with the shut-in of their group, it was quite something to see someone with the exact same clothes every single day... Because yes, they noticed fast!

However, every time the topic of buying clothes for you came up, you tended to dismiss it for some comfort or simplicity related excuse. Usually it was fun for them to hear whatever you came up with this time, but there were times when they thought that your stubbornness could be a little annoying...

Today, that was about to end, and Mizuki had a plan to see to it that it was done! You were used to their normal, upfront way of asking for basically anything, so when they suddenly messaged you for a 'surprise', you couldn't help but be intrigued... So you headed to the location.

You arrived at the middle of a plaza under their instructions, however, their messages never gave you any answers, only more directions to follow and cryptic coldness. It was weird, but you just assumed that they were trying to creep you out by acting unnaturally. You couldn't just let them get the better of you, so you fearlessly played along!

You headed inside a restaurant, a gamer shop, a furniture shop, another restaurant, and an accessories shop, all the while those texts they sent you were looking more and more like a kidnapper's orders to confirm your obedience and to stall for time. You were far too stubborn to stop, however, and you headed for the next seeming unimportant location they suggested; the clothing's shop right behind you.

You passed through the front doors per their command, and walked inside as far away from them as possible, per their command. It was there that they finally took action, coming out of hiding, grabbing your arm deceptively strongly and smirking at you with a smug look only they could pull off!

"Ahahaha, what an obedient partner I have! You followed my instructions so perfectly! Or, did you? I don't really know, I wasn't looking. Hehe, your responses after every accomplished task made everything SOOO much easier for me! And now, look around you! It's my favorite clothing shop in the area! So beautiful, so big, so... CUTE!! And now I have you here, in my grasp! There's only one thing to do now, riiight~?"

You literally just walked into an open near trap willingly, and you felt utterly disgraced, as Mizuki enjoyed their absolute victory. You couldn't keep track of the time as they held onto your arm firmly and dragged you from stand to stand as they puts you next to almost every outfit they take interest in, which turns out to be more than 3/4 of the shop. Their smirk never faded from their face throughout the day, not even once.

Then, out of those more than 3/4, they take almost every single one of them and drags you to a changing room, where you basically become a human mannequin for their amusement and pleasure! They, sadly, also take too many photos. Your legs actually started to get slightly tired from standing and walking so much, as they cheered and cooed, and giggled to their heart's content!

However, once they showed you the photos, you were left speechless. That honestly didn't look like you! Now you understood why they nagged you so much about your outfits, the new ones changed your appearance so drastically that it was almost like a different person was looking at you in your photos!

"See?? See!? What have I been telling you all these weeks?? Your body and face have so much potential to be paired up with the most cute of sets there exist in the world!! You were just too stubborn to listen to me and give me a chance! So, as payback, you're gonna help me choose whatever you're gonna bring back home. Because you're NOT leaving if we don't buy you at least 10 of these!"

You took the chance to sit and rest as you both decided which ones out of the pile of clothes you should buy. As much as they wished to buy them all, they didn't have the guts to ask for you to pay half, especially since this was completely their idea. And besides, the less clothes you bought, the more you'd want to return to buy the rest! It was devilish, and they weren't ashamed!

After paying for the suits that you chose after so much whining and indecisiveness of their part, and you headed home with them, their radiating energy definitely making you regret not coming here sooner. Besides, now they would use this event to tease you even more for sure, especially the part of your obedience... You could already tell from the smirk that was back on their face far too easily.

Wait... So you regretted not listening to them, yet that's because you obeyed them so thoroughly... Somehow, Mizuki was also able to throw your train of thoughts into disorder with ease as well. 2 sneaky 4 you.

So... Here they are! Probably one of the biggest reasons why I seriously considered making this blog a legit thing, is them. Them... Probably my favorite prsk character. Caw.

#project sekai #project sekai x reader #project sekai headcanons #project sekai imagines #prsk #prsk x reader #pjsekai #pjsekai x reader #pjsk #pjsk x reader #hatsune miku colorful stage #mizuki akiyama #mizuki akiyama x reader #akiyama mizuki #akiyama mizuki x reader #/cawcanons

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