#This is hella long but as usual I could not resist

[thatgirl4815]

The Pete Effect

~ A Deep Dive into Vegas’s Mind ~

When it comes to Vegas and Pete in Ep11, I think they contained a pretty massive story arc within the 50 minutes. And while I do think this story could’ve been spread out over the course of a few episodes, I do think they managed to offer a view of Vegas that humanizes him but does not necessarily erase or lessen the severity of his crimes. If anything, it puts the cycle of generational violence/trauma in perspective. If the purpose of this episode is to show why Vegas desires hurting people and where this destructiveness comes from, then I think they’ve accomplished that.

**For my take on Pete’s psychological state, see this post: The Vegas Effect

Recycled History

We don’t need to see Vegas’s history of abuse play out onscreen to get the full context of what he’s going through. From a storytelling perspective, it’s pretty standard: abusive father projects own self-hatred onto child. It’s a never-ending cycle of needing dominance to fill the void of never being good enough. We don’t know much about Korn and Kan’s father, but what little we do know indicates that Kan’s relationship with his father is similar to Vegas’s relationship with Kan. At the same time, this line from Korn in Ep10 is interesting:

We haven’t seen Kan directly “taking advantage” of anyone, mostly due to a lack of screen time, but the act of abusing Vegas is ironically upholding this very notion. This line is also notable in that it seems to apply to Vegas in particular, and Kan is reinforcing it by constantly reminding Vegas that he will never be good enough. Korn, master manipulator, likely knows that due to their rivalry, Kan suffers from the same self-hatred that Vegas suffers from. He exploits that with this line, and I have no doubt that Kan was reminded of this very conversation when confronting Vegas.

In this shot, Vegas is experiencing a build up of all these negative emotions: bitter resentment for his father, hate for himself, shame, guilt, rage. Kan tells him he’s failed not only as the heir of the minor family, but as a son—that’s the key point. It’s never about the business, it’s about Vegas as a person. Kan will always find flaws in Vegas because that’s easier than facing his own.

Vegas’s Psyche

What does Vegas do? He takes the gun from Kan, he points it at Pete as if to kill him, but he doesn’t follow through. Why is that? Because, as will become even more appparent later, Pete is a form of rebellion for Vegas. Keeping him—tormenting him—defies his father’s orders, but it also offers Vegas an opportunity to assuage his own feelings of inferiority. Pete is a prisoner, so Vegas’s dominance over him is a certainty. Vegas craves the chance to rip Pete apart piece by piece the same way his father has always ripped him apart (not to mention it also comes with minimal risk).

There’s an element of loneliness to this too. As the VegasPete bandaging scene proves, Vegas has spent his whole life feeling alone in his suffering. But while Pete reveals a similar experience in his own childhood, his imprisonment is also an opportunity for Vegas to impart his emotional pain onto someone physically. Vegas gains a certain satisfaction from witnessing someone else’s pain precisely because it is not his own. It’s a reminder that his father isn’t the only one who can inflict pain. That’s, in part, why I believe Vegas is so satisfied when calling Pete’s grandmother—Kan abuses Vegas both physically and emotionally, so why wouldn’t Vegas want to do the same thing to others?

So…

What stanches Vegas’s desire to inflict pain?

Even before their bandage talk, Pete is making waves for Vegas. We knew from the moment he laughed in Vegas’s face in Ep10 that he wouldn’t be one of Vegas’s regular victims; he presents a challenge, something Vegas can focus on. He’s a distraction as well as an outlet. Because, from a much broader perspective, Vegas’s position is terrible. His plans failed, the major family wants him dead, and he’s locked in a safe house with only Pete and a hedgehog for company.

One of the common critiques of this episode has been that Vegas’s feelings for Pete developed too quickly. I think this moment is where these critiques stem from. But, while there seems to be genuine fear in Vegas’s eyes at the prospect of losing Pete, I think there are two big reasons why:

1) With Pete dead, Vegas loses his outlet. He loses his distraction. And, perhaps most importantly, he loses his rebellion against his father. So long as Pete is alive, Vegas has a place to direct all that internal pain that his father keeps heightening.

2) Vegas doesn’t acknowledge it outright, but I think he knows Pete is a good person. Yes he’s in the mafia. Yes he’s committed crimes for his boss. But at his core, Pete is loyal. He’s self-sacrificing. He’s sincere. He’s as good as someone in this life can be. “No legacy is so rich as honesty.” I’ve seen others point it out, but I want to reiterate it here: Pete is already showing Vegas what it means to be honest about what drives him. That’s what their whole bandaging conversation comes to. It’s a truth that Vegas must face if he ever wants to escape the hole of self-hatred that his father has shoved him into.

As I’ve said, I do think that this storyline could’ve been stretched into two episodes just to really sit in that moment of realization and fear that Vegas has over Pete. But while it did come on somewhat suddenly, I think it makes sense if you consider Vegas’s attachment to Pete in context. I don’t think Vegas fully understands his attachment to Pete much in the same way we aren’t meant to fully understand it. 

This kiss. Another manipulation? Another part of the game to lure Pete in? I can see it. I think Pete can too. Pete is smart enough not to trust Vegas, no matter how gentle Vegas might be. But we, as an audience, are fortunate because we see Vegas in moments no one else can. We have reason to believe it’s genuine, because Vegas is gentle at times when he really has no reason to be. He freaks out over the prospect of Pete’s death, he bandages him oh so tenderly because he wants to. He needs to.

Does he need to kiss Pete to give him the pill? Absolutely not. And Pete could resist that kiss—and the pill—quite easily. Vegas knows what he's doing. Pete accepts the pill because the tenderness of the kiss catches him off guard. The way I see it, Vegas goes for the kiss as a way of addressing his newfound attachment to Pete. I’d relate it to KP’s first kiss at the end of Ep3, as Kinn/Vegas and Porsche/Pete are, remarkably, in similar situations. (The amount of parallels between VegasPete and KinnPorsche is honestly insane, and those could honestly be a post on their own.)

As I mentioned above, Pete tells Vegas that he isn’t alone. And it’s the thing Vegas needs to hear most from someone. The thing is, I don’t think he even knew he needed it. But it takes a weight off his shoulders, as we see when he says, “It still hurts. But not as bad as before.” 

I want to note that I don’t think Vegas’s sadistic tendencies have miraculously disappeared by the end of Ep11. Pete is a lot of things, but he’s not a miracle worker. I think Vegas has become enlightened, but one therapeutic conversation isn’t going to set him on a path of goodness. Trapped in this little bubble, it’s easy to lose sight of just how cruel and sadistic Vegas really is. It’s almost peculiar how easily I found myself not only sympathizing with Vegas, but blissfully ignoring all the bad things he has done. I mean, he was literally bandaging the wounds that he inflicted on Pete this episode, yet I somehow managed to overlook all of it and see only a confused, miserable mess of a man. And yeah, I felt bad for him. I’ll credit that all to Bible’s acting. He added such a level of humanity to Vegas at the end of this episode. I mean look at this—

...compared to this—

The genuine sweetness in that last smile? The end of this episode is the first time we’re seeing him without the mask. 

In conclusion...

Pete has unlocked a part of Vegas that’s been buried by years of abuse. At least in my opinion, he’s set Vegas on a path towards healing and a release of all the anger welling up inside. 

I don’t think this means that Vegas will lose the mafia-persona. They are all still in the mafia, after all. Conceptions of good and evil are much less defined in this landscape. But, I don’t think Vegas will need to use torture as an outlet for the pain his father causes him. I imagine he’ll still have an interesting relationship with pain—what with the apparent BDSM content we’ll be getting—but it won’t be used in the same context as before. Meaning that it will be something both Vegas and Pete enjoy.

That’s all for now. As always, more KP meta can be found ➡️ here, and my thoughts on the use of color in Ep11 ➡️ here!

[euaphoric]

・ ゜ ʚɞ ゜ ・ ゜

✩‧₊˚ pairing — jungkook x f!reader (established relationship) ✩‧₊˚ warnings — fluff, very suggestive but no actual sm*t in this, cute kissing & cuddling hhh, oc is called “little girl” like once

another 4 am post, im on a roll w these hehe >:3 but i just wanted something to post for my bday (even tho this nothing to do w birthdays?? LMAO) and i can’t get this damn live out of my head like he’s fckung inssne sffdsgsh n e ways this is lowk corny but enjoy lol.

the faint sounds of birds chirping awoke you from your nightly slumber, eyes fluttering open to your wide awake boyfriend scrolling on his phone. he seemed to be very focused on whatever he was watching, wondering how long he’s been awake for. you prop yourself up slowly on your elbows, barely able to move a muscle from feeling sore by last night’s events. you two can go at it for hours at a time - you forgot how much of a real workout it is being on top. it’s impossible so hard to resist him though, you love that jungkook has just as much of an insanely high libido as you, literal match made in heaven.

waking up to him everyday already felt like a blessing in itself honestly. he was the epitome of perfection; in only a pair of boxers, staring at his chiseled figure, toned biceps, those muscles?? yeah you were beyond down bad for him. but he was just as down bad (debatably more) for you too. your raging hormones were really getting the best of you. your first thoughts were to violently make out with him but instead you settle for some sweet cuddles right now, coming closer to nuzzle in his bare chest. “g’mornin’ sleepyhead.” jungkook mumbles, averting his attention to you instead of the screen. “took you long enough to wake up!” his arms went to cage around your form. “what time is it babe?” you ask, a slight yawn slips out, still feeling groggy.

“7 am.” “wait- really?!” you were so confused, you weren’t expecting it to be this early since usually you don’t wake up until around 10 or 11. “yeah, i didn’t get much sleep though.” his soothing touch runs down your back, pressing delicate kisses to your forehead. this was home to you; feeling his warmth against you, listening to his hums as he cradles you, never wanting to leave his embrace. you were living rent free in your boyfriend’s arms 24/7.“hmm, what should we do today?” you ask, peeking your head out a bit. “dunno… why don’t we just stay in and watch some anime?” his lips proceed to attack your face, pecking kisses all over until you’re physically sick of it. unable to utter a single word out from all the smothering, you just let him do as he pleases.

“but we do that everyday already koob.” you finally get to say once he comes up for air. “and? i see no objection here.” god he can be so stubborn at times… “c’monn, we should go do something today..” you pout, feeling bratty over his unwillingness to be social. you love staying in bed and binge watching shows with him but for some unknown reason you wanted to be adventurous today. “actually, i know what i wanna do today.” he smirks, biting his lip at you. of course, he only wants to stay inside because he’s horny-_-

you let out a tiny scoff, “ugh, perv!” nothing he says should ever surprise you anymore but it’s still fun to tease him. “only for you though.” he chuckled, pulling you back in but this time plants a wet kiss to your lips, “truthfully i just want you all for myself.” his hand brings your leg over to wrap around his waist. “such a selfish boy.” you tease some more, combing the disheveled strands of his silky hair. “mhm mhmm, that’s me.” he proudly admits, he acts very territorial over what’s his and would def gatekeep you from everyone if he could, no one deserves to see his precious bb but him:( “i’m still hella sore from yesterday, i don’t know if i feel like doing anything right now.” you timidly reply, butterflies forming in your tummy as he casually traces circles to your thigh. his eyebrows furrowed, “who said you had to do anything?”

he catches you off guard when suddenly his body shifts underneath, positioning you to be below him while hovering over you. when leaning in he stops midway to stare and admire your pretty lips, wanting so badly for them to be on his. he closes the distance to finally kiss you, giving you a million more butterflies as your body sinks into the mattress. you can sense all the passion and longing from just kissing him, it’s desperate yet filled with fervor, you feel his love immensely. when he gnaws your lower lip as entry, it becomes more heated - a full-on make out sesh occurs. fingers all tangled up in his locks while he caresses your upper body, lips moving perfectly in sync with one another. soon as you wrapped your legs around him a switch goes off in his brain, he needs you, like expeditiously. jungkook sneaks his hands up to your arms when he breaks away, pinning them above your head, you don’t know why but your first reaction was to giggle which puzzles him. “what’s so funny hm? keep thinking i’m playing little girl, i’ll have you begging we stay in.” he remarks, eyes shading darker as he doesn’t find any of this to be a laughing matter. “koo i-” he quickly cuts you off with another breathless kiss.

“shh, just lay back and relax pretty, let me do all the work for you.”

[jksprincess10]

Satellite || Assistant!reader x Javier Peña

Summary: You’re trying really hard not to fuck your boss. But everyone arounds you, including him, makes it really hard. (3k words)

*Despite the use of this gif, there is no physical description of reader

CW: power imbalance (Javier is reader’s boss), jealous reader, Javi being hella objectified by the office ladies, alcohol consumption, smoking, choking, Javier pressuring reader to give in, sir kink, dirty talking, praise, degradation, bj, fingering, p in v sex, kinda slut-shaming. 

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Your boss looked pissed, well, more than usual. He was pacing his large office, and you could see every crinkle of worry on his face through the windowed space. You were assigned as his personal assistant. Your job consisted of taking calls, running his planner, making sure he stayed hydrated with something other than coffee. Sometimes, you also acted as a therapist.

“What’s going on, sir?” You asked as you stepped in his office, a fresh coffee in hand.

He finally stopped pacing and sat on his office chair. He looked tired, dark circles forming a distinct line on his tan skin.

“Stechner being an asshole again.”

He lit a cigarette and laid his feet lazily against his desk, his chair creaking under the shift of his weight.

“Is that new?”

Javier took a long drag of his cigarette, before answering.

“Nope. I’ll be out for a few hours with him. Can you make sure the office doesn’t burn down?”

“Got it.”

You smiled at him and watched as he got up. Your eyes always followed his body shamelessly. Even if you wanted to, you couldn’t control it. It was no secret that Javier was a good-looking man, but he was your boss.

“No time for coffee, boss?”

“Sorry, sweetheart. Keep it for later.”

He grabbed his jacket, and he was out of the door.

**

It was mostly quiet while he was gone, and you didn’t have to extinguish any fire you couldn’t handle. So quiet after a while, that you almost dozed off.

You were one of the only one left in the office when the boss came back. You were used to it: you had to stay with Javier most of the time.

He looked like he had been through hell. His usual straight hair was curling up on his forehead. His forehead was glistening. A few of his buttons were undone, and you could see glimpses of humid tan skin. You averted your gaze before you’d also start sweating for other reasons.

“Have you finally crossed the gates of Hell, sir?” You asked.

“Ha.Ha. Real funny. No, Stechner had to take me to the fucking jungle to do his little showoff.”

“I’m sorry. Do you need me to get you a change of clothes?” You asked as you held in a laugh, still trying to make yourself useful.

“No, actually. I think I’m done for today. ”

“Well, good thing I don’t have a husband and kids waiting for me at home… It’s 1AM. Tell Stechner to have earlier dates.”

“I’m sorry. I’ll give you a ride.”

“I can’t refuse that offer.”

It helped that you both lived on the same street.

**

“I must say that your hair looks really good like this, sir.”

“We’re out of the office. Call me Javi.” He said, fingers holding on his steering wheel while he was balancing a cigarette between his lips.

“It’s unprofessional.”

“Your attitude is already unprofessional.”

“Am I getting fired?”

“No, I like it.”

You could also tell by the way his lips curled up under his mustache in a cat-like grin. You didn’t know what was in the air that night, but you were even more attracted to your boss than usual, if that was even possible. You averted your gaze, your eyes concentrating on the quieter street of your neighborhood.

The car came to a stop in front of your building. You thanked your boss and got out of the car before you did anything you’d regret.

Tomorrow was Friday. You could then resist another weekend not jumping on your boss’s lap. It would get easier. It always did.

**

On Fridays, your team had the habit of meeting at a bar near the embassy. On those days, it was mostly filled with you, a bunch of gringos who could sometimes barely speak Spanish when they were too drunk. You always came along, mostly to listen and do some small talk when you were asked. You mostly kept to yourself.  Except tonight.

You were sitting with the girls, Katie and Samantha. Katie had apparently a lot to say tonight about your boss.

“I swear it was so hot. This man fucks like a god.”

“No, you fucked Peña?” asked Samantha. “Lucky girl.”

You cleared your throat and excused yourself to get another drink. You heard the girls whispering behind your back, but you couldn’t stay… because you felt both disgusted and jealous.

“Otra más por favor (Another one please).”

Just as the barman ended you your drink, Javier appeared beside you. He had loosened up his tie and his shirt and lost his suit jacket somewhere along the way.  He asked for a whiskey dry in perfect Spanish.

“Are we celebrating, sir? You usually don’t come along.” You sucked on your straw, looking at Javier with curious eyes.

“Stechner got fired and sent back to America.” He hit his glass with yours as a sign of victory, before downing it. You watched as the liquid went down his throat and as he swallowed. Maybe it was the alcohol taking over you, but you wanted to kiss him there.

“Good.” You said without much conviction.

“Everything okay? You liked Stechner?”

“Just disgusted to hear my boss’s sexcapades with another employee.” You said blankly.

Javi choked on air and looked over at Katie’s table, who gave him a wink. Your fingers tightened around your glass. If you pressed any harder, you could break it.

“I will be straight with you, Javi, maybe you shouldn’t fuck the whole office. It looks bad.” You had used his name on purpose, the name slipping out of your tongue like a venomous snake.

Your hand dipped in the pocket of his shirt to steal a cigarette from him, putting it to your lips and lighting it. With your free hand, you left money on the counter and headed straight to the door, leaving your silent boss behind you.

You don’t know why you had said that. Maybe it was the jealousy squeezing your heart so hard you couldn’t think properly.

Javier stayed at the bar, clueless, whispering a small “Fuck me” as his hand met his forehead.

**

The taxi left you in front of your home. On the way there, you had cried silently in the backseat. You were frustrated by the barriers you had built yourself around Javier. You were the only one stopping yourself in this relationship.

Your apartment door slammed behind you, and you abandoned your bag in the entryway. Your place felt even emptier somehow.  To fill the silence, you opened the radio and danced as you changed out of your work clothes into something more comfortable.

As you were pulling your oversized shirt down on your hips, you heard a knock at the door. Who wanted to see you at this hour? You took the gun you used for protection just in case and went to the door, holding the firearm behind your back.

You opened the door on your sorry-looking boss. You were tempted to close the door in his face when you saw his gaze trailing down your bare legs. You went to close it, but he held it open with a strong hand.

“Please. I just want to talk.”

“Sure. I know how talking goes with you, though.”

You knew you couldn’t avoid this conversation forever, so you let him in. You two would always end up turning around each other like satellites. You stepped away from the door and left your firearm on your living room table, watching as your boss approached. He seemed so out of place, here.

“First, you owe me a cigarette.” Javier said.

You shook your head.

“I just took what I deserved.”

He chuckled. “Fine.” You heard him sit, but you kept your gaze down. “What was that about earlier?”

“Fuck, I’m gonna need a drink if we’re having this conversation.”

He rarely heard you curse, and it made him smile. You got up momentarily to pour a glass of a random alcohol laying around and drank most of it, before sitting back down in front of your boss.

“I guess it’s just really annoying when you’re trying not to fuck your boss while every bitch around you indulges freely.” You finally spat out.

Javier’s thick brow quirked, an interested look betraying him.

“You could’ve just asked.” Javier’s deep voice made you shiver.

“Well, see, unlike you, I’m trying to be professional. And I won’t take Katie’s scraps.”

You got up and got closer to his chair, your palms resting on the armrests as you leaned down to look at him through his deep brown eyes, trying to analyze what he really wanted.

“That’s your cue to leave, boss. I’ll see you on Monday.”

But he didn’t budge. Instead, his thick fingers found the curve of your neck, in a soft, but unwanted caress. You tried to resist, but you wanted to melt into his touch, forget your own moral compass.

“Do you think I want to leave now that I know that you want me just as much as I want you, hermosa?”

The fingers on your neck became more aggressive, as he closed his grip with his thumb, in a strangling motion, but not putting any pressure. Startled by his movement, you fell onto his lap. His body was a magnet, and you couldn’t stay away.

“Javi!” You squeaked pathetically.

Amused, his grip on your throat tightened. Your eyes rolled in the back of your head as your head lolled back. With his other hand, he held your head up and his grip on your softened as your eyes met his. His hands touching you sent waves of lust through your lower stomach.

With the help of his hand on your head, he pushed your face closer to his. His lips closed the rest of the distance and met with yours. All inhibitions left you the moment you felt the curve of his plush lips. The kiss was filled with your own anger, and his own desire. You felt the pants of his suit getting tighter under you as you sat completely on him.

By the time his tongue left your mouth, you were dumbed by your desire. Javi’s spell had enveloped you completely.

“¿Vas a ser una buena chica ahora? (Are you going to be a good girl now?)” Your boss asked in perfect Spanish, his breath hitting your throat as he kissed you there.

“It depends, sir.” You saw the way he swallowed when you called him like that. He liked it. Of course he did.

“Get on your knees. Now.” He said as he roughly grabbed your hair. “ I wanna see if you’re still being a smartass with my cock down your throat.”

You slid down his body like a snake and landed on your knees in front of his legs.

“I can still bite it off.” You said as you undid his belt. Your fingers worked fast to get him out of his pants and boxers. He looked down at you through his thick eyelashes.

“You wouldn’t.”

His hand tangled in your hair and he pulled you face to face with his thick cock. His free hand took care of undoing his shirt.

“C’mon baby. Open up.”

You swallowed your pride, and you did, opening your mouth wide. When he was done with his shirt, he aligned his length so it would rest against your tongue. You closed your lips around him. He started moving his hips slowly, seeing how much you could take. He was bigger than any man you had before, and you were scared. But he wouldn’t hurt you on purpose.

“Look at me.”

You looked up at him, eyes blown wide and cheeks red.

“Not so smart after all.”

Seeing you could take more, he pushed his cock deeper. You swallowed around him, a hint of nervousness as he was getting closer to hitting your throat. He thrusted his hips again. Slowly. You breathed through your nose as he got harsher with the sway of his hips. When he hit your throat, you felt yourself choke and tears filled your eyes.

“Oh, poor baby. Thought you’d be good for me.” Javier said, fake pity in his voice.

Javier’s hand pulled you off his cock to let you breathe. Spit and precum trailed down your chin, which he cleaned off with his thumb.

“You think you can go again?”

As an answer, your lips closed around his hard length. He held you by the hair, but this time, giving you more space. He stayed away from your throat, just pushing some of his length in your mouth, swaying his hips to make himself feel good. He was silent except for the occasional grunts, and he looked at you with eyes darkened by lust.

“Doing so good.” Javi praised, and you moaned around him, the vibrations sending waves of pleasure through his body.

When he got tired of this little game, he pushed you away, and he pulled you back up.

“Everything okay, sir?” You asked softly, worried that you had done something wrong.

“Yes. I just want to see you naked.”

His hands toyed with the hem of your oversized t-shirt, and he got up from the chair to slip it off. He admired your naked breasts and the curve from your waist to your larger hips. His hands found your ass cheeks and he pulled you closer as he squeezed them.

“You’re beautiful.” Javier whispered. You curled your arms around his neck and pressed your breasts against his hard chest. Your lips met again, softer this time. While you were distracted by his lips and sweet words, Javier guided the two of you to your kitchen.

“Hold on to the counter, hermosa.”

You turned around and did as he asked, your hands laying flat on the kitchen counter. He slid down your panties and you kicked them off. He put his hand on your back to make you lower your upper body, accentuating your ass. Javier used this occasion to place a firm slap on your ass. You squealed in surprise and while you were distracted, two digits from his free hand spread your folds. You could almost feel his satisfied grin as you grinded against his hand for more friction.

Your boss obliged, one of his fingers teasing the inside as another one found your burning bud. You sighed from pleasure and relief, as he pleased you.

“You like that?” His hand landed another hard slap against the expanse of your butt cheek, and you could only moan in response.

Javi’s finger circled expertly your clit as another one fucked into you, stretching you around his thick digit. You could barely hold on to the counter as your legs started to shake under your orgasm. You had built so much tension in the last few days, that Javier was done with you quickly.

He kept going though, stretching you with another finger, before you asked him to stop. Your legs were getting sore, from a mixture of shaking and standing up for most of your day. His warm fingers left you, and he turned you around. His hands spread against your ass, and he motioned for you to jump up, wrapping your legs around his middle.

You hid your face between his neck and his collarbone, smelling a mixture of sweat, the cigarettes he couldn’t live without, and the remains of his cologne. Somewhere along the journey, he had lost his half taken off shirt.

“Second door to your right, Javi.” You said as the man was visibly lost in your apartment. You let a small laugh die against his lips as he kissed you.

He laid you down on your undone sheets, body hovering over you. You could finally take in all his beauty. Mindlessly, your fingers curled around the hair that was starting to curl against his forehead.  He asked if you had protection, and you pointed the top drawer of your bedside table.

After Javier was protected and ready, he aligned his member between your open thighs. You were grateful he had kept you on your back so you could look at his face and engrain the expression he had when entered your walls. His brows furrowed together, and a sigh escaped his open lips. Your hands caressed his chest, and he started moving. You brought him closer to you, wrapping your legs around his waist, absorbing him even deeper.

“God.”

“Better than anything else you’ve had?” You couldn’t pass up the occasion of making a snarky comment.

“Hmm, you could say that.”

His lips curled in a smile under his mustache. Your hips started moving against him to urge the man to move. He did, his thrusts starting at a slow pace. While you were letting his body guide you in waves of pleasure, your lips attached to his naked throat, where you sucked on his skin until you could see a red mark. You were hoping Katie would notice.

Javier, annoyed by your possessiveness, wrapped his large hand around your throat to keep your mouth away from him. You gasped as he put pressure, your eyes rolling in the back of your head as he kept thrusting into you.

“¿Piensas que podrías reclamarme, hermosa? (You thought you could claim me, beautiful?)” His voice was raspy, rough.

You shook your head, and he released the pressure on your throat. He used a rough, punishing pace with the sway of his hips, making you almost scream. You were overwhelmed by his presence, his smell, and his low grunts. Noises falling from Javier’s lips got more frequent as he was nearing his end. When the protection was filled with his white release, he pulled out and got rid of the condom.

He left you for a few seconds as you were catching your breath, coming back with cigarettes and a lighter. Javier sat on the edge of the bed and lit one for himself. You admired his shoulders and toned back.

“Guess I won’t need to fuck anyone else in the office.” He finally said as he pulled the cigarette away from his lips.

He shot a glance over his shoulder, and you bit your lip as you looked at him, hope filling your body.

“I don’t believe you, Javi.”

Javier shrugged.

“You don’t have to. I’ll show you.” He promised.

**

When you two got back to the office on Monday, Katie couldn’t help but notice the redness on Javier’s throat, and your little satisfied smirk.

[gomzdrawfr]

Dragon!Price x Corvid!Raven AU

This brainrot has tAKEN OVER MY HEAD I SWEAR

bonus + some story if you're interested

bonus

okay so, the idea is that Raven is...predominantly a Raven hybrid(LMAO) but I figured to incorporate some of the Crow and Magpie habits into her

Basically, Raven's been travelling around after she was nearly killed by her kind(hence the scar on her face and the single wing - also a tribute to her actual lore where her back was stabbed), barely able to survive until she stumbled upon Price's den, and WOAH THATS A LOTTA GOLD

so it started off small, where she steals some gold, just enough to survive the week, but then the curiosity grew and she finds herself back to the den, over and over again

I mean there's so much more than just gold coins, there was a bunch of other treasures alike and they're all. so. shiny.

How could she resist?

and so day by day, she explores the den, it's absolutely massive, sometimes she might even slide down those piles of coins for fun

one day a glint caught her attention, it looked like a porcelain pale owl mask, and when she tries it on it was a perfect fit, she kept it afterwards.

the owner of the den seemingly never once appeared no matter how long she waited, and so she assumes it was a long lost forgotten treasure someone had.

she didnt had the intention to steal everything no, in all honestly the den was located somewhere far and dark, and it was only accessible by a very small hole that she squeezed herself through in her full bird form.

it was a safe place to stay and so she did.

until one day when she on her usual walk and picking up a crown that the pile of gold coins shifted, and it reveals......

bright orange scales.

and an eye, which opened once the gold coins stopped.

little did she know, the owner of the den, Dragon!Price has been hibernating beneath the treasures, and now he was awaken by a pesky bird.

YES think about that one scene in Hobbit this was 100% inspired by it

some Dragon!Price hc in this au:

used to take part in battles and territorial fights, which results in many scars, especial the one in his left eyes, one of those fight eventually results him to lost a wing(yes, bluegiragi with their single wing Price for credit)

prefer to be in his hybrid form where his half human half dragon, because being a big lizard boy takes up hella space and hard to satiate his hunger

but he does hibernate as a dragon cuz well he's home, and it feels great to be weighted down by all his treasures

very greedy, if he wants something he'll get it, also dragon hoarding tendencies

havent thought about this but I reckon this so call "den" is just a big hole underneath a castle maybe - ah well just yoinking Hobbit's Lonely Mountain

also possessive :]

Raven herself has shiny fur...and he loves shiny too....so..... :p

[pixiemunsons]

we go together like (bb)

happy pride month my loves!! this is my eighth year out (almost to the day) and i'm so happy to be here with you<3

i couldn't stop myself writing another modern!benedict lol i'm so sorry, also it’s 3.7k words got carried away again x

fake dating (bc i’m a slut for it x), hella smut ngl, it’s soppy but idc, kate is a wingwoman anthony is an old man x

tagging @repuklore for the modern ben vibes

a mutually beneficial agreement becomes much more

bridgerton family parties were always guaranteed to be memorable, and you thanked the gods every time you were invited to one that you had known them long enough to be considered a member of the family. there was at least one major event every time; the drink kate threw over anthony that led to the two of them fucking in a closet (and being caught by violet), penelope and colin’s first kiss, the one when eloise ran away to meet a man from tinder and didn’t tell anyone where she was for three days - you had never forgiven phillip for that.

your ticket to the fantastical parties always lay with benedict, your best friend and closest confidant for as long as you could remember. the two of you mostly managed to stay out of the spotlight at these events, choosing instead to get drunk and dance together. there had been the time that you had been sick in one of colin’s shoes, but that was the year that anthony had very, very drunkenly proposed to the wrong sharma sister, so you had managed to avoid the consequences completely. this time, however, the halloween party was not a family affair but the social event of the year, with half of london society invited. you were dreading it; both you and benedict were twenty seven and single, which meant matchmaking. and lots of it.

───

‘benedict, for the last bloody time, i’m not telling people that we’re dating!’ you whispered back to your pouting best friend as you walked into your bedroom, attempting to slam the door shut behind you. he caught the door with his foot, wincing as eloise shouted something about keeping the noise down; you loved your friend dearly, but she had become almost unbearable since phillip had moved in. colin had offered the spare room at him and penelope’s place, but they were even worse. benedict sat down on your bed with those puppy dog eyes that you could barely resist, pleading his case.

‘my whole family thinks we’re together anyway! c’mon, you just have to hold my hand a bit, sit on my knee, just like normal. i just can’t cope with mrs cowper trying to set me up with cressida another year in a row! i’ll even wear a matching costume with you.’

‘people will notice that we’re not kissing,’ you warned, and arched a brow when he opened his mouth with a smirk. ‘and don’t even think about suggesting it, bridgerton! anyway, your mother will be expecting us to share a room at aubrey hall.’ your resolve was breaking by the moment, and you really couldn’t see a reason why you and benedict shouldn’t pretend to date for a night. you could have fun like usual, avoid all of the irritating mothers and then, in a few weeks, tell everyone it didn’t work out and you were back to being friends. it would have been the perfect solution.

if not for the fact that you were in love with your best friend.

how could you not be? benedict was the ideal man. he was kind hearted, artistic and loving, gentle mannered but so strong at the same time. and, well, who wouldn’t want to jump his bones? you had had plenty of opportunities with plenty of the men in your social circle, but rejected every one in the distant hope that you and benedict could somehow end up there. you had sort of fucked yourself over, really; they’d almost all moved on, and you had been benedict’s platonic plus one to more weddings than you could count over the last five years. it was just the two of you now, the spinster and the bachelor as he so lovingly nicknamed you, and the hope of settling down was slipping away every day that you pined after benedict and he didn’t see you.

still, you just couldn’t help yourself. and you had to admit, the matchmaking was becoming a little boring for you too.

you crossed your arms over your chest, sighing heavily, and benedict’s face lit up as soon as he knew he had you convinced. after all, when was the last time you said no to him? he flew off your bed, taking you in his arms and kissing your cheeks as you flushed bright red.

‘you’re the bestest friend in the whole wide world, y/n y/l/n,’ he grinned, and you couldn’t help but smile back.

───

you, of course, regretting agreeing to his plan as soon as you arrived at aubrey hall that saturday. he had insisted on walking in hand in hand, and you secretly hoped no one would notice until later, when everyone would be too drunk to care and you could avoid the planned pda entirely. 

that was, until gregory walked in and ruined your life with a ‘why are you holding hands? are you, like, a couple now?’ of course, he managed to ask you at the exact moment the whole bridgerton clan, wives and children included, walked into the foyer. violet dragged you into a bone crushing hug, jabbering on about how she just knew that you’d end up together. anthony and kate were next, smirking at you as they instructed the butler - god, these people were too rich for their own good - to take your bags up to benedict’s old room along with his own. you could read kate like a book, and right now her eyes were screaming ‘spill the tea, bitch,’ and you resolved to make it your mission to avoid her for the rest of your visit. after all, she was more than willing enough to share her own when her and anthony first got together; you’d had to disinfect every surface at the big house before you’d even touch it.

just as colin started asking when the two of you had gotten together, your life was saved by another bridgerton sibling. eloise launched herself through the front door, and you could hear her half-arguing with phillip; you thought it might be about their halloween costume, but you could barely tell because, just as she walked in, benedict took his chance to wrap an arm around your waist and swoop you up into the room that the two of you were to share. you had been in here plenty of times over the years, but it seemed different this time. for one, the four poster bed suddenly looked much too small for the two of you to share without having to get very close. benedict seemed to be realising the same thing. he rubbed the back of his neck and turned to you where you were trying to unpack.

‘i’ll take the floor, you can sleep in the bed,’ he offered, and you forced yourself to turn around to meet his eyes. 

‘no ben, don’t be stupid. we can share. we’ll both be too wankered to be bothered about where we sleep anyway. remember that year we fell asleep on that garden bench?’ you snorted, and he chuckled in response.

‘god, yeah. i still regret that to this day, i woke up and simon and daphne were… groping each other.’ he shuddered a little, and you laughed aloud. anthony and benedict had nearly killed simon, until you had intervened and reminded them that not only was she a grown woman, the two of them had gotten up to a lot worse with other people’s younger sisters. the two eldest bridgertons had almost died of embarrassment, and daphne was now a hastings with two children, so you supposed it all worked out in the end.

‘anyway, let’s get ready for this party. time to put our couple faces on.’

───✱*.。:。✱*.:。✧*.。✰*.:。✧*.。:。*.。✱ ───

violet had really outdone herself with this one. the already beautiful grand hall was adorned in such stylish halloween decor, spooky without being tacky. everyone looked amazing; anthony and kate’s family were dressed as the addams, with charlotte in an adorable wednesday wig. colin and pen were fred and daphne from scooby doo, and something about the way penelope was glowing and colin held a protective arm around her waist told you they’d have an announcement to make very soon. daphne and simon’s family were, of course, dressed immaculately as the incredibles, whilst hyacinth had somehow convinced gregory and francesca to join her in dressing as the witches from hocus pocus. violet was wearing a beautiful replica regency era ballgown, and you could now see why eloise and phillip had fallen out; she had dressed as the red m&m, but it appeared that the message had become lost somewhere, because phillip had bleached his hair and was wearing a gold chain, evidently in an attempt at an eminem costume.

you and benedict always matched at these occasions, even if it wasn’t a costume party; he always wore a tie the colour of your dress, or you would both wear bridgerton blue for the finer gatherings. this time, you had elected for a classic danny and sandy, and you had to give yourself a clap on the back. benedict looked fantastic with his hair teased into a quiff, and those black jeans were doing wonders for him. you knew you looked sexy, too; your hair was curled and backcombed into a similar style to olivia newton-john’s, and the leather pants were clinging to you like a second skin. you felt amazing, even more so when you walked into the room to door natured wolf-whistles from your friends; kate’s was, unsurprisingly, the loudest. soon, you and benedict fell into a familiar routine; he brought you two shots each, and you downed them before dragging him to the dance floor.

usually, the dances between the two of you were sexy but friendly - you could grind on each other while laughing, benedict encouraging you to drop while holding one of your hands and twirling you around. this time, however, it felt more… sensual. you weren’t sure if it was what you were drinking or if he was just putting on a show for everyone now that you were ‘dating’, but benedict had a firm grip on your hips as he pulled you to him, draping your arms around his own neck and pulling you so close you could feel his breath on your face. you could feel his hands wandering over your hips and waist, and you smirked up at him.

‘hands off, mr bridgerton, or i’ll cut them off.’ he leaned down until you were cheek to cheek, panting as he danced with you.

‘you’re my girlfriend, aren’t you? this is what boyfriends do.’ you had to admit that the way he had mockingly murmured girlfriend had rushed straight between your legs, and from the way he was looking at you, you knew he knew it too. you had no idea what had gotten into him, but you were certainly enjoying it. he looked around, whispering to you once more.

‘everyone’s looking at us, babe, wanna give them a show?’ you looked up into his handsome face, and your resolve to not kiss him broke like a dam.

‘fuck it.’ you grabbed his cheeks, pulling him into an embrace full of fire. you hoped to convince yourself that you could have this. you could have a kiss from him and you’d never need another. you could take this now, and tonight he would sleep on the floor and you could move on. 

there was no chance of that now.

not when he tasted like whiskey and his hand was tangled in your hair, pulling you to him and crushing you with the weight of his tongue in your mouth and smothering you with little moans. you could feel eyes from around the room boring into you but you simply could not bring yourself to care, not when his chest was so hard under your hands and his stubble was scratching your lips so deliciously. you pulled away slowly, and when you looked up through your lashes his pupils were blown, eyes almost completely dark. he licked his lips, looking around the room at the few people who were still staring, and your own eyes landed on kate. she was laughing at a red-faced anthony, who was attempting to shield the children’s eyes, and behind her back she gave you a small thumbs up. god, you loved that woman.

‘this might be a stupid question,’ benedict started, and you made eye contact once more. ‘but do you wanna… go upstairs maybe?’ your heart dropped in your chest. you knew if this went any further, you’d regret it forever. he’ll never be yours, your brain said, but before you knew it, your mouth had already spoken; ‘yeah, sure.’ 

your mouth, for the record, was a fucking bitch. 

benedict all but dragged you upstairs, and you could hear colin and a few of benedict’s friends whooping behind you. once you got to his room he took the chance to press you against the door and kiss you once more before letting you both in. the energy was charged and thick now that the two of you were alone, and you could have cut the tension with a knife.

‘before we-‘

‘i need to-‘

you both started at the same time, and benedict prompted you on. ever the gentleman. you took a deep breath, ready for the consequences no matter what they were, and spoke in a shuddery and tearful whisper.

‘i’ve been in love with you for a really long time, benedict,’ you started, and you could’ve sworn his lower jaw nearly fell off. ‘and i can’t do this if it’s just gonna be once. i can forget a kiss, even one as good as that, but this… i couldn’t. i’ve been doing this for way too long, pretending i don’t love you, and i won’t anymore.’ your lower lip had started to tremble, and you wiped away your tears with your sleeve. benedict stepped closer to you, looking at you curiously. ‘i can cope, if you don’t love me back. it’s okay. i’ll go back to the party, and i’ll be okay.’ you looked up with an expression that you hoped was confident, even though this was the longest you’d ever heard ben go silent for. he just studied you, staring over your face and body, and, humiliated, you turned to the door. maybe you could tell them all that you just broke up, hammer a few shots with eloise and forget this ever happened. yeah, sounds like a plan.

just as you reached for the handle, however, a large hand closed over your own, and you felt benedict’s front settle at your back as he had so many times on the dance floor. a long finger hooked around the hair at your ear and pulled it back, and he leaned down, breath skimming the side of your neck.

‘i have waited a very long time to hear you say that,’ he whispered, and you tried to turn around, but he stopped you with a hand on your lower back. ‘and i have wanted to say those exact words for a very long time, too.’ you leaned your head back against his chest, his chin resting on your crown. ‘i need you to know that it’s been true for me for years. i’ve been in love with you since that first party when we were sixteen.’ you laughed aloud at this, remembering the night you had met.

‘isn’t that the one when i rescued you from phillipa featherington?’ you asked, and he spun you around, nodding.

‘god, her mother’s pushy.’

‘worked out well for colin, even if he does hate her. she’s been trying to set him and pen up for years. she’ll be happy soon enough, i think she might be pregnant.’ benedict threw up his hands in shock, and you realised that he had intertwined his fingers with your own.

‘no one tells me anything!’ he shouted, and you laughed at him once more.

‘she’s not said anything, women just know these things. intuition.’

he looked down at you again, stroking your face with a rough hand.

‘you never knew i loved you.’

‘neither did you,’ you murmured, and reached up to kiss him once more. it started slow and steady, his hand caressing your cheek and his tongue stroking against yours. soon enough, it became hot and heavy between you once more, and benedict reached down to pull you into his arms. you crossed your legs behind his back, groaning as he pressed himself against you, and you could feel how hard he was already for you. you had dreamed about this for years, but nothing was as good as the real thing. he led the two of you to the bed, dropping you on it before crawling over you.

‘everyone else seemed to, though,’ he murmured into your neck, lips whispering across your collar. ‘everyone’s been asking about you for years. cinth asked me last week if she could be bridesmaid when we get married.’ you let out a chuckle which trailed off into a moan when benedict bit down on the column of your neck, and your hands trailed up his back, pulling him impossibly closer.

‘mum asked me a few months ago if i kept rejecting your mates because i was waiting for you,’ you divulged to him, carding fingers through his thick hair. benedict looked up from his position at your breast bone, eyebrow cocked.

‘did you?’

‘i did.’

he leant down to suck at the exposed skin of your left breast, suckling a dark bruise into the flesh which you were sure would be there for weeks. ‘good.’

his lips attached themselves to your neck once more, teeth grazing over the sensitive skin, and your legs wound their way around his waist once more. benedict’s movements became frantic, yanking off his shirt before pulling at the hem of yours. as soon as it was off, bra going with it, his lips were all over you once more. there wasn’t even time to be shy, to worry about your best friend seeing you for the first time, because he was worshipping you like a fucking deity and you had never felt more desired, more wanted.

‘baby, please, i need you.’ he was whimpering, grinding up against your core like a horny teenage boy, and you thought he might cum in his pants when you used your legs as leverage to flip the two of you over until you were straddling him. you used a finger to tilt his head back, forcing eye contact, and kissed him once more. by now, your costume red lipstick was smeared all over his mouth and neck, and he looked so pretty begging for you like this.

‘do you really? i would never have known.’

you leant down to his neck, kissing so chastely down his chest that he was crying out for more after three gentle pecks. you grinned up at him, tucking your hair behind your ears before kissing slowly down his stomach to his pants. unbuttoning them, you could hear him swearing under his breath above you, and when you started to suckle on his hipbone he let out an especially loud ‘oh, fuck!’. you cocked an eyebrow up at him questioningly as you pulled off his trousers, taking his underwear with them. you couldn’t help but stare at him, exposed to you for the first time so intimately, and you knew you were dripping. you reached for his length, but he pushed your hand away, panting.

‘as much as i really, really want you to, i wanna cum in you,’ he gasped, and you had to admit that sounded like a really good idea right now. so you stood up to shimmy your pants off, crawling back over benedict as he had over you earlier, now bare before each other. he stared up at you so tenderly it brought tears to your eyes, an emotional moment in such a charged atmosphere, and he stroked a hand down your waist to hold your hip.

‘you’re so beautiful, you know? i never really appreciated you like i should have. i’m going to do that every day now.’ you smiled down at him, kissing his lips gently and lining yourself up with him.

‘i’m on the pill, if you wanna-‘

‘god, yes,’ he hissed out, and you slid yourself down onto him.

even with how wet you’d been all night it was a tight fit, and you had to take a moment to compose yourself on him. you squeezed at benedict’s broad shoulders as he peppered reassuring kisses all across your own, rubbing a soothing hand across your back. slowly, you lifted your hips halfway, before pushing back down hard. he hit a spot in you that you had no idea even existed, and the resultant moans from the two of you could surely be heard halfway across the building. you built yourself into a steady rhythm, hair falling down in front of your face as benedict met your thrusts with his own hips, fingers digging into your waist with a fervent need. you had never been with a man so vocal, and his non-stop groans and gasps of your name were slowly but surely pushing you closer and closer to the edge.

‘so good for me, so fucking good,’ he was almost whimpering, pressing kisses to as much of your hot skin as he could reach, and when he traced his tongue under the curve of your right breast, tasting your skin? your orgasm hit you like a truck, and benedict picked up the slack of your stuttering hips and ground himself up into you, cumming with a roar of ‘oh, fuck, y/n!’

the two of you sat for a moment, revelling in each other before you carefully, slowly pulled yourself off him, both of you hissing from how sensitive you were. you laid down next to benedict, both completely naked, and he pressed a kiss to your forehead gently.

‘i love you, y/n.’

he said it with such sincerity you could have cried, choosing instead to press a hearty kiss to his lips once more.

‘i love you too. forever.’

[randomreadingtimewithtsuki]

Could you write something for Kemono Jihen? Maybe the reader character trying to get Inugami to let them carry him as a tanuki? He's so fluffy it would be so hard to resist holding him!

Hello!

thank you for requesting!

Let me know what you think!

Tsuki's note: I want to hold him on his tanuki form too. He looks hella fluffy!

Tsuki's note: Not proof read.

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Most of the time Inugami tranformed into his Tanuki form, he would take the size of a small tanuki. It usually happened when he was watching over the kids during a job they went "alone" or when he needed to investigate something - being small was convinient at times.

But it also meant being confused as a lost pet or as strangely not- so friendly tanuki, which led to some hand trying to pet him. At these times he would allow someone to carry him and this person could be one of the kids or you - the ones he trusted the most.

Now, with the kids it wasn't as awkward as it was with you since you knew that that cute and cuddly tanuki was actually a dectitive you worked for. Therefore it become a bit awkward for him to have you pat his head or snuggle him.

So that brings you two to the current discussion - Inugami was returning from collecting some info for a job, but it suddenly became crowded and he could not transform on his human form. But walking as a tanuki would be rough too many people.

So here were you crouched near a bush talking to a tanuki, begging him to let you carry him. You started with the argument of being easier to get out of there,but.... He did not buy that. All your arguments fell flat - he said he could easily get away.

This looked like a lost battle until you both heard a very familiar voice - Kon was loudly calling Kabane. Well, the kids are here. They might not notice Inugami, but they would see you soon crouching and chatting with an animal.

As Inugami did not want to be found out yet by the kids, he quickly jumped in your lap. You tried to tease him:

Y/N: Oh, so now it's ok?

Inugami: ....

Y/N: What are we going to do? I cannot carry back...

Inugami:....

Y/N:... I see ...

You sighed at his silence. But you did not have much time as Kabane stopped you there. So you scooped Inugami and went to greet the kids. Shiki asked you why you were in the bushes, while Akira was excited about the tanuki in your arms.

So you said you were helping it. It was stuck there and now you going to take him somewhere less crowded and safer.

Upon hearing that the kids tried to help you taking the "poor" tanuki somewhere safe.The only thing you could think of was dropping Inugami on some park or woods.

You couldn't help but noticed the big sigh he gave, probably forseeing a long way home. You felt bad for him, so you just patted him and snuggled a bit.

After dropping him in a park and having Akira and Kabane waving him bye, you turned on your heels to return to the agency with the kids, Kon included.

You made sure to take some extra time before returning, to be sure Inugami would be back already. Upon arriving, you were greeted by him.

Everything was so chaotic until the children took turns to take a bath to sleep and settling Kon somewhere. At this moment you couldn't help and tease Inugami:

Y/N: See? if you had taken my offer on the first try i wouldn''t have had to drop you on a park.

Inugami:... or if had just left.

Y/N: On the crowd? Am i that bad at carrying animals?

Inugami: It would be a tad bit difficult, but, i could manage.

Y/N: Yeah, right... You didn't even answer me before.

Inugami: Well, Tanukis don't talk, do they?

The man grinned at you. You felt your cheeks burn a bit at how cheeky he could be.

Y/N: They don't. But you could have said something.

He didn't reply. Just patted your head and started walking away to finish some work:

Inugami: You are not bad at carrying, by the way.

You felt your cheek flush, but before you could ask if that meant you carry him around some more, he was already gone. you Sighed.

A small victory, right?

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Thank you for reading!

[sojutrait]

its a long one lads

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THE WALK WITH ME IS SENDING ME KFKJFDGFGK so far we’ve also canonized him death dropping so i can really see his ass doing both-

nothings going on dw ive just been busy dkfjdfk 😭😭

TYYYY RIGHT BACK AT U MWAHH

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( @lava-nder ) ngl my sims rarely even interact with townies made by the game kfgjfk 😭😭 if i do notice my sim getting close to a townie (.ie nadine or josh) THEN i’ll give them a makeover, but other than that i just ignore them or put in my own townies kdfjk as for lots, i just build my own or place down any new ones once i realize ive been to a lot too many times and want to switch it up

GATIA BABY!!!!!!!!!!!!!

REAL i love oshin sm omg, been with her since her get famous lp 😌

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HELPPPFKFDK im not surprised, during homelandertrait halloween takeover i was ready to lose some followers 😭😭😭

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( @wildmeadowsims ) (link) AAAAAAA I SAW im not really a concert person but im excited to see everyones recording of it dkfjfkfkg and i heard she was adding more international dates eventuallly so fingers crossed !!!

ive never had that problem god bless KFDJK but i think u can turn off auto mean interactions with mcc so theres a temporary solution 

the randomize button is my beloved 

THIS ASK MADE ME GET OFF MY ASS AND FINALLY ORDER A MIC SO SOON IF I DONT PUSSY OUT DKJFKGF

( @velvet-disc ) TYYYY take them, they’re too much for me to handle anyways 🗿

( @25dejulho ) it depends on the save, but usually i start in another simmers save (my faves are ratboysims and simlicys), either build a house or find a shell off the gallery and decorate it myself, make a fam, then make some townies, give them all skills, careers, etc. just so theyre not like- newborns THEN start playing dkfjk its hella overkill and takes hours but thats how i do it 😭😭😭 tbh u dont even gotta do all that, u can just start in the aforementioned saves by other simmers and start ur own sims from scratch dkfjfgkj

( @catladyfinds ) hi!! i try to keep my cheating pretty minimal, but theres no like- hard fast rules i do. i never cheat money just bc i think its boring for my sims to be hella rich skfjkgfgk but at the same time, if they have to pee and the toilet is 3 stories up then ill just say fuck it and cheat it 😭😭 so my rule is pretty much, quick lil cheating of needs is fine, but nothing that would make the game too easy or unrealistic 

currently its cas and gameplay! but im hoping to get bit by the building bug again bc i have some ideas dkffkfg

aaahhh, idk really i get hella attached to 90% of the sims i make instantly 😭

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(referring to the non-canon halabi death i overruled) SEE its so depressing and dark i dont even wanna say it 😭😭😭 ITS OKAY, THAT TIMELINE NEVER HAPPENED I INTERVENED 

see i take offense to this bc the charm family is ugly as hell 🥴🥴

thank you!!! 😭😭❤❤❤

HELP i dont want to be too annoying so i try to keep the soju shut up posts to a minimum but im glad u like them 😭😭❤�� im a chronic complainer so theres more where that came from dkfkff

i didnt wanna use her last name in the tag in case she got married and changed it 😭😭 same kinda with her first name, lord knows i cant resist family gameplay so i wanted something that could still work if i ever post from her future kids pov!

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*jumps then falls flat on my ass*

in theory 😌

REAL i need him as an actual tangible person i can slap around (affectionately) 

i dont think its a specific part, more so just trying to make someone who doesnt look bland 😭😭 if a sim is too cookie cutter ik i wont feel any emotion for them kfkgfk

i actually liked how evermore/folklore had no hype! the surprise made the whole thing more special, like i lookback at those releases fondly dkjfkd now- yeah she def overhyped midnights 🗿🗿🥴🥴 this roll out has been so lackluster and so help me god if we get another anti-hero remix im gonna snap 

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8: Jumping into the lake is the only way to leave a party stylishly

The people were arriving, and I stayed in a corner near the lake. The lake view was beautiful, even at night.

The backyard filled up with people quickly, and it was not small. Even the pool was full. I guess half school was there. Although I imagine that not the half that is in love with me, that'd be weird. I'm not going to lie, my desire for teen dramas, is zero, but my ego got a boost from being so popular among my classmates.

Then I saw Elene and Victoria arriving. She was so pretty. But, it was the moment, I would speak with her. I was hella nervous. I went towards them. However, my attention was caught by a loud scream and a shiny blue light that appeared in the middle of the people. The crowd started to run away. My common sense told me that I must follow the rest of my classmates. I wish I paid more attention to it, it would made my life easier.

Jackson was covered in flames, mainly in his hands and arms. Percy was near but he couldn't get any closer because of the heat.

This was the first time that I saw a lack of control. It was weird in someone like Jackson, he had his power long ago. People usually lack control when their powers wake up but at that moment their powers are weak. This wasn't the case, his flames must have been hundreds of degrees.

"What you need Jackson? I'm here," Percy tried to calm his brother, but it didn't work.

"Percy, you have to get away. Don't worry, I take care of it," I said even though I didn't have any idea about what to do.

"Dylan, you're crazy. Out of here," Percy replied to me.

The heat was greater every second. Many people continued in the garden because the patio door was small and people were stuck. If the flames broke free, they wouldn't survive. I noticed that Percy's skin was red;  he was starting to burn. I didn't have options I needed to get him out of there quickly. But, he resisted bravely instead of running away like normal people.

"Percy, I need you to hold your breath."

"What?" He said.

At that moment, I throw Percy towards the pool hoping not to kill him. I got close to Jackson. I had an idea to not kill anyone. It was shit, but it was my unique idea.

"Jackson, if you can hear me I need you to throw flames at me. It's complicated to explain, but I'm a HEA, I can resist it," he seemed terrified "Please, I know that it's hard. But if you make how I say, all will be okay," I smiled at him, using all my acting skills to look confident.

Jackson screamed in pain, and the flames shot off toward me. I started to absorb them. I never had made something similar, absorbing thermal energy is hard, not it's like electricity. It's so wild and chaotic. Part of my clothes scorched in the process, but my body resisted. Jackson released all his flames and he passed out.

I kneeled down, I was exhausted but strangely well. Then I noticed the grass under my knee was roasting with my heat. If I was liberated so much energy uncontrolled that means that my body was overloaded, it had rarely happened to me and wasn't good.

Maybe if I had recharged the last day, I could have resisted all this power. I needed to discharge myself to a safe place where I was alone. I thought in the pool, but Percy was still trying to get out.

I only had an option; I jumped towards the lake. This was the time that higher I jumped. The sensations were incredible, I hadn't felt so strong in another moment of my fucking life. For a sec, I only can think about if could touch the moon. However, the descent was quick. I wasn't able to use my powers to fall slowly like usual. I fell a few meters from the shore of the lake, it was deep.

The water bubbled around me, and I felt as if the hot in my insides was liberated. I was absolutely motionless; I felt calm. After a few seconds, my body started to move unevenly. I needed oxygen desperately.

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9: Being an average teen is not my thing

I swam with difficulty to the shore. I tried to catch my breath; and finally, I spit out all the water all the water in my lungs. My body was hurting so badly, and I was feeling cold. Actually, I felt hella cold, and then I started to get scared. I hadn't felt cold for two years. Something was terribly wrong.

The noise of people at the party attracted my attention. I was in a place with difficult access; for this reason, some people took photos and videos of me from Lee's backyard wall. The sound and flashes of dozens of mobiles were stressful.

I tried to stand up, but my right foot was killing me. I was close to blacking out when I saw a tiny limb had hurt my foot. It was bleeding; I'm unsure if it was a lot or a little. That was the first time that I bled.

My breath became irregular. If a tiny limb hurt me, I could die easily. A tree could fall on my head, death due to craniocerebral trauma; a virus could infect my wound, death due to gangrene; water he had swallowed could hurt my lungs, death due to acute respiratory failure. I needed a safe place. 

I ran as fast as I could; outside was too dangerous. I was across the forest, which wasn't a secure place. But, the streets were a hot mess of drunk teens, or this was I guessed at that moment. I arrived at my aunt's house. The ride home was slow and weary. Three kilometers was a lot suddenly. I didn't remember that walking made me tired so much.

I searched for my key, and fortunately, it was intact. The heat hadn't melted it. I opened the door and went to my room. The house was empty; my aunt and my uncle had gone to the movie theater with Mary.

I was shivering from the cold, I didn't understand why I was so cold if the house had the heating on. I sat down in a corner of my room. I wasn't able to think clearly yet. I saw one of Andrew's cards on the table. This was my unique option. I didn't have my phone; maybe it was in the Lake or scorched in Lee's garden. I used an old-school phone.

"Bip. Bip. Hello, agent Andrew speaking."

"I have screwed up; I have screwed up so much."

"Dylan, are you?"

"I shouldn't have listened to you," I said between sobbing, I tried to explain what had happened, but I guess that I was so nervous that he didn't understand well. "And now, I'm home, I'm freezing, but I don't know why."

"Okay, breathe. Do you change clothes?"

I noticed I was still dressed in wet torn clothes "Damn, I'm such a stupid."

"Don't worry, It's normal. Put me in speaker."

"The clothes, the fucking clothes," I said frustrated.

I tried to remember the rules that my mom had taught me when I was a child. Most importantly, if I'm wet, I must change immediately. I don't know how I could forget it when it matters most.

"Are you ready? Tell me what happened,"

I tried to catch my breath and explain to him what happened.

"Dylan, you did nothing wrong. Everything gonna be okay."

"I'm done. It's recorded; besides I don't have my powers. What can I do now? "

"Your powers came back soon, but it's high time you speak with your family."

"I can't. They'll hate me. I screwed up too much. Please, I need you. I can't handle this anymore."

"I know. I'm on my way. You must be calm, maybe a police officer will go to the house, but I tried to speak with the agent in charge before."

"Please not. Someone with guns not."

"I tried to arrive as soon as possible. I have the medicine for the last time. Calm kid; I will be there right away. I have to hang up."

"Sorry."

"Sorry for what, this is not your fault."

"I mean, the last time I was a jerk. I'm really sorry."

"Everything will be fine. Biiiiiip"

The silence was deafening. Without my powers, I'm weak, and the world is so dangerous.

Suddenly I heard someone up the stairs.

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[intersex-support]

Weird question but I can't find any research online and my doctor is useless. Do you know if covid causes intersex hormones to go whack? Since getting it my testosterone levels have gone through the roof and it's causing hella problems for me. My pcp wants to put me on industrial strength oestrogen to counteract it but they admitted they don't know anything about it and are just doing it since I was forcibly assigned female at birth. Anyone know of any research or anything about this? I don't trust this isn't being done to make me normal to doctors and I don't want to do it if I don't have to

Hi, anon.

So I couldn’t find any specific research about testosterone levels rising and Covid, except for discussing lower T levels in some cis men after getting Covid. It doesn’t seem like higher t levels after Covid is something that has been reported by many people or studied.

What I do know is that post viral syndrome can change a lot of things about the way the body functions, and that if you got Covid and are now experiencing post viral syndrome (Long Covid) that it’s possible it could affect your hormones. If you have a diagnosis and know what your intersex diagnosis is and are comfortable sharing, I might be able to give you more information about how post viral symptoms can interact with intersex variations. I have heard some things about Covid affecting the adrenal glands in people with CAH. I don’t really have any specifics for you without more info, but it is possible that Covid could affect your hormones.

You always have the right to ask for more information and to refuse to take hormones if you don’t feel comfortable. It might be worth asking your doctor what symptoms they are specifically worried about—are they concerned about high red blood cell counts? Insulin resistance? Something else? And asking them if there are any other options for medication to target the specific symptoms they are concerned about. I would also recommend trying to get a referral to an endocrinologist who will actually be an expert on hormones rather than trying to manage this through your pcp, who might just be sort of trying to do their best without the knowledge to back it up. High testosterone can sometimes cause health issues, but it doesn’t always, so if you were able to see an endocrinologist that might help you figure out whether there are actual health issues you need to worry about or whether they are just trying to “normalize.” Estrogen is usually the first option doctors will suggest because they think it’s easiest, but there sometimes can be other ways to help with your hormonal health that is not based on estrogen.

Sorry I don’t have more info, and best wishes.

-Mod E

[druidx]

I'm spell-correcting a 12 yr-old NaNoWriMo story for giggles and there are a few parts that I legitimately love:

As Asuka and Gurn sat at the front of the building waiting for their various cars to arrive in the morning sunshine, they watched the goings-on along the wide tree-lined boulevard. Mostly there were people in suits heading off to their corporation-assured jobs under MOW, but here and there were a few newsstand sellers, offering both printed magazines on solid, glossy paper to instantly downloadable copies of the latest news headlines, and of course, snacks for those who ate on the run or simply forgot their breakfast. Real chocolate, thought Asuka, resisting the impulse to buy some from the nearest vendor. Long as it had been since she'd had real chocolate, made with real cocoa beans and milk from a cow, she was reluctant to put her cred in the hands of MOW, even after all this time. The clothes for Gurn had been a necessity. This was a luxury, and one she could do without.

What a beautifully dystopian vibe I had going on.

Usually, [Asuka] would have gone to a specialist shop for this type of work, but here on Earth this sort of contraption would attract attention, arouse suspicions and lead to awkward questions she really didn't have the time or inclination to be answering.

Soon, I will take a break, she thought. Soon I shall have coffee and eat noodles. In the meantime, I will fantasise about blowing this thing up and getting the damnable thing finished.

These two are soon after each other and they make me giggle.

There are also where I would like to curse past me a great deal:

this section handwritten and will type out later

I said, like a liar.

So Gurn has a date with Ressa and they fight because Gurn is kinda maybe sorta secretly attracted to Asuka, and Asuka finished the blood device and Gurn bitches to her about Ressa and I'm gonna gloss over the part because it's hella boring.

Goddamnit past me 🤦 Why did we gloss over this? Why didn't we at least leave a better outline?

[norangeyyy]

Late Night HCs

Bucci Gang Edition

TW: nothing too extreme, just a little bit of hurt/comfort stuff sprinkled right here and there.

Bruno Bucciarati

► Bucciarati typically doesn't stay up late at night, he has work and would squeeze all the amount of sleep he can get on his free time.

► Unless he has a lot of things in mind.

► It doesn't matter whether it's a work-related problem, his past, a random thought, or just generally his worries about his future. It will keep him up.

► He'll definitely need someone to be an outlet but if no one's available, he'll just stare at the night sky and distract himself with the moving clouds or finish some of his work until he's too tired to think of anything.

► If you happen to be in the same situation and same place that night though, then make sure that you take care of the trust he has for you when he was at most vulnerable and he will do same with you.

► I personally headcannon Bucciarati to be the type to like those kind of conversations since i highly doubt that he has been so vulnerable in front of anyone besides Abbachio ever since he joined the mafia.

► And even then, he's mostly the one who lifts the spirits up and not the other way around since he's the leader.

► So expect to hear things and words you wouldn't expect to come from the Bucciarati you see everyday come spilling out of his mouth, it'll be a lot.

► Pat his back or better yet, give him a hug and brush his hair while doing so. He needs it a lot since he hasn't really got one after his family fell apart.

► "I feel so much better now, thank you. I'll make sure not to forget about this night. "

Leone Abbachio

► The night owl of the gang.

► Staying up until 3AM is nothing new to this man, hell, he could even go on a whole day without sleep if he has a lot of things that's bothering him.

► He's the opposite of Bucciarati, he prefers to shoulder his intrusive thoughts alone. It'd take some great amount of effort and trust to make him talk and let it out.

► What he does during those times is either using his stand to replay certain memories that could either worsen his guilt or put him at ease, or just drink until he passes out but most of the time, he does both.

► He could also be listening to some music while he does so but if he's feeling guilty for making Bucciarati concerned about his frequent drinking, then he'll just listen to music and hope that he'll fall asleep and not just keep his eyes closed until the sun rises.

► It works, kind of, but even without alcohol driving him to sleep, he'll always be tired. His sleeping schedule is seriously messed up because he never really cared about it in the first place.

► Would sometimes go out for a walk. Leone is fond of the city's peacefulness when everyone is asleep, with the only thing keeping him accompany is the cold air and the dim light of the lampposts.

► Secretly still has his police uniform and would occasionally take it out just to stare at it or talk to it in a not-so-kind of way as he sees his younger self in it.

► Gets dragged in whatever shit Narancia and the others are up to if he gets spotted. Mostly it's just for a movie night behind Bucciarati's back but Abbachio knows better and expects the unexpected when it comes to the gang.

► Knows what everyone does in late night if they're still up and has seen a lot of ungodly sights.

► Whether it be seeing a sleepy Mista and the pistols chanting a weird prayer to a bowl of cereals or Fugo being dragged out of his room by Narancia, Leone knows it.

Pannacotta Fugo

► Just like Bucciarati, Fugo rarely stays up late at night and if he does, it's usually just because he's busy.

► Fugo has hobbies like painting and reading, everyone in the gang knows that. It's just that he gets carried way too far sometimes and loses track of time.

► Who could blame him though when the book he's reading is just too interesting or the painting he's currently working on is almost done, right?

► On extremely rare occasions where something unpleasant enough to keep Fugo up at night happens, he'll bundle himself in his fluffy blanket like a butterfly in its cocoon.

► He always does this back when he's still living with his parents, it makes him feel safe from anything that's haunting him.

► And if it's neither his hobbies or problems that's keeping him up, he'll just hear Narancia whispering outside his door or Mista throwing pebbles at his window.

► For the first few times the duo did this, Fugo was still able to resist until he just can't anymore knowing that they wouldn't leave him alone all night.

► "Well, this isn't so bad. "

► He says as he enthusiastically tosses a popcorn into his mouth with his eyes glued all over the lit screen of the TV.

► Movie nights, along with sneaking out to go the nearest convenience store, became a common thing between the Torture Dance Trio™ ever since then.

Narancia Ghirga

► The type to wake up in the middle of the night and think "Hmm... Everyone's asleep, let's commit robbery tonight!"

► Fugo's sleep paralysis demon.

► Would literally not hesitate to steal chocolate bars with Mista and probably does 3AM challenges with him too.

► Never runs out of ideas to keep himself up at night and is the one who comes up with everything but what he does still depends on his mood.

► If Narancia's feeling a little too lazy then he'll just sleep and most of the time, with music keeping him accompany. But unlike Abbachio, he purposely doesn't wear headphones just to annoy Fugo whose room is right next to his.

► If he's feeling like it, he'll straight up just invite the others to watch a movie or play videogames even though Bruno has already made it clear not to use the TV after 11PM.

► But just as he likes staying up at night doing crazy things with the boys, he also uses his energy left and free time to self-study, as surprising that may sound.

► He may hate reading but he takes advantage of the fact that his brain is much active at night and he doesn't want to depend on Fugo too much. After all, he dreams on going back to school and he's more than willing to be capable enough to do so alone and pass without the other teen's help.

► Will cuddle anything that's near him while he studies but if you give him a plushie, it'll be instantly his favorite and he would definitely use it as a study buddy.

Guido Mista

► Alright, let's be honest here, this dude wouldn't even stay up if it weren't for his bros.

► 5 seconds lying on the bed and he's already knocked out for a good 10 hours if there's no work he has to do for the day. Make it 8 at weekdays thanks to his mafia-related responsibilities.

► He sleeps like a log so only a combination of shaking him up awake with Fugo and Narancia can make him rise from what seems like a two year coma but is really just a normal tuesday night.

► Will pretty much join Narancia at anything he does but since his last three brain cells are obviously still as half asleep as him, he won't be able to remember that much the next day.

► And once he's out of the room and is already sitting on the couch with the guys, Mista's the type to fall asleep halfway through the movie.

► You can't blame him though, it's 12AM and it seems that Fugo got to choose what movie they'll watch since Narancia already got to choose the other night.

► Unless they're playing videogames or are going out then he won't be acting like a slow ass PVZ zombie with a fried brain. Actually, he'll be hella active if that's the case.

► Active at grabbing every snack each second, that is.

► Actually, it's the pistols who does that but oh well, it's not like Mista's innocent too.

► "I swear it's not me who ate all of our groceries for this month! Right, guys?! It's the pistols! "

► And that, everyone, is how Guido blew their little rendezvous without even trying.

Giorno Giovanna

► There's not much to be said about this boy since just like Mista, Giorno goes to bed early as he makes sure he still gets the proper amount of sleep.

► He already has a lot of things to deal with at day so of course, by the end of it, he'll be exhausted.

► Nights before exams are excluded because although he may seem like he skips class sometimes, Giorno still knows his priorities.

► Only when he became the head of the mafia did he really started to lose sleep as great power comes with great responsibilities.

► It took a LONG time for Giorno to adjust to a lot of things cause come on, he maybe resilient but he's still a 15 year old teen.

► Not only does he have towers after towers of work but i like to imagine that he still continued his education and used some of the things he learns in class in the mafia, specifically in classes like history or geography class since as a boss, he has to know every nook and cranny of Italy.

► Not to mention that emergencies happen and he always has to be ready to give out orders, even if it means being woken up at 1AM.

► God, help this child because all the things mentioned above are just an understatement of what happens on the first few months of being in charge of Passione.

► "So this is why Diavolo looks like he's about to explode whenever something goes wrong huh. "

[vquacki]

Distraction.

Distraction with a hint of jealousy 

Characters: Kazutora Hanemiya, Chifuyu Matsuno, Manjiro Sano (Mikey, blackhair) 

Warning ⚠︎︎ : Mature content, cussing, possessive behavior,  MINORS DNI

Note : As promised, here I am, writing for different characters. Dejected recently but it’s all good. 

I feel like Kazutora would be the complete opposite of his younger self, Prob hella ooc because I haven't ever written for them before. So feedback is appreciated! Haven't written for 5 days, so I apologize if it's not up to par. :// sorry, ily all <3 I hope you all enjoy! (⊃｡•́‿•̀｡)⊃

K A Z U T O R A 

“Aww Kazutora, stop being like that~” You grinned, your hands resting on the rough shelves, leaning your body against the pet food aisles. 

“Y/N, I’m trying to work” Kazutora sighed, his work shift had barely started and you were already messing with him. 

“Chifuyu won’t mind if you have a break! I just want some attention.” You whined, bottom lip tugging into a pout as you watched the man pile up treat bags. 

Kazutora ignored you, continuing his duties. It was a blessing Chifuyu had given him a job when he was released from prison, there wasn’t a doubt in his mind he would be on the streets if it wasn’t for Chifuyu’s generosity. 

He didn’t want to ridicule his boss's kind gestures in any way, but with all this childish bickering it was very difficult for the male. He didn’t know if he could last any longer with your persistent begging, it was then he realized he spoiled you too much, he absolutely adored you too much.

“Kazu~ please” your eyes glimmered, lips puckering. Trying your best to form a cute puppy like face. 

“Fine. Just let me finish up this cart okay?” Kazutora huffed, rolling his eyes once he saw your frowned face giddy up. 

“You can’t resist me now can you Kazu?” You smirked in triumph, it always worked. You throw a fit, he folds almost immediately. 

“Oh whatever,” Kazutora chuckled. Using his free hand to wave you off, gesturing you off to the staff room to wait for him. 

It had been at least thirty minutes, you had grown far too impatient to wait any longer for the male. Your once cheerful face rounding into a furrowed expression. Repeatedly tapping your shoes against the tiled floor, until you heard the staff door click. 

“How long does it take to place bags on a shelf?” You crossed your arms, leaning back against the office chair. 

“I’m sorry, a customer came in” He apologized, a resourceful smile upon his lips. 

“Really? Did she adopt anyone?” You raised a brow, you didn't show it often but you were quite infatuated with the animals in the small shop. You loved every single one of them. 

“No, she just came in with her friends and asked me a few questions.” He replied,

“Im sorry, my pretty girl” it was his turn to pout, crouching a bit to your level. Interlocking your fingers, a regretful glean in his irises. 

You knew she didn't come in for a simple question & answers. It was the usual, girls coming in gawking at the worker. Everytime the male was so unaware, so oblivious it was rather amusing. You were thankful for the males unmindful thoughts, not surprising since he did spend a hefty amount of time in prison. 

Kazutora being very new to the world with its many wonders. 

Your upset features clear as day to your boyfriend, sure he wasn't keen on emotions, but he had known you long enough to know when you're down. He had learned to adapt over his many years of therapy, in prison and outside.

“Are you mad-” He was interrupted when your hand grabbed the tie attached to his work uniform. Pulling him all the way down towards your sitting figure. Gripping the tie with a mailed fist, not even letting go when your lips met his. 

His eyes were peeled, the shock radiating from the male was evident, even with your closed eyes. You didn't stop, you couldn't. 

Kazutora was yours, yours alone. You weren't ever gonna settle for him ever being taken away. 

His body quickly eased against yours, lips syncing with yours. He didn’t wanna question it any further, leaving the conversation for a later time. He was enjoying this too much, nonetheless not knowing what caused this situation in the first place. 

He was breathless, pulling away to see a string of saliva connecting your two lips. Prompting your steamy make out session in the back of the pet shop. 

His stomach twisted, heat rapidly rushing to his cheeks. It wasn't very often you would do something so overdone. It made his heart quicken in his chest, like a rollercoaster with so many loops. It made him want to scream till his vocal cords busted.

“You are mine Kazutora Hanemiya. Don't forget that” Your finger clenching around the red material of his tie. You felt a rush of relief seeing his flustered state, it made you want to do it over and over again until he would have to beg you with tears brimming his eyes to stop. 

He shyly nodded, eyes roaming the room avoiding your piercing eyes staring daggers at him. He wanted more, the adrenaline rush felt like ecstasy. He secretly craved for it, a string of hope lingering as he waited for a sign. Anything. 

“Kazutora~, You better look at me when I speak to you” You rebelled in a toothy grin. Playfully yanking on the cloth wrapped around his neck, resulting his head to jerk towards you. Golden orbs meeting your from the sudden heave, the cruel red that tinted his face along with the tips of his ears not fading one bit. 

“Y-Y/N, st-stop playing around” He uttered, tripping over his own words. His mouthed words betraying the heavy thoughts that fogged his mind. Ignoring the repeated familiar voice whimpering ‘I want more’ in his consciousness. 

“I'm not.” Your front blankly, you were being dead serious. 

“Pleas-” shutting down his impeccable begging, nudging the side of his leg with your foot. Letting the male plop to his knees in front of you. If it was anyone else, this view would have been utterly pathetic. 

Grabbing him by the throat you smashed your lips on his own, meeting his flushed ones again. His arms remaining weak at his sides, he couldn't find the strength to roam your frame. 

Whether the reason leading towards this was you being frustrated he was late or the itching feeling it was those random girls, his jumbled mind choose the latter option.

Though he would have never guessed you were that territorial, he'd be lying if he said he didn't like- love it though. 

C H I F U Y U 

“What the- how does he keep killing me?” Chifuyu grunted, aggressively chewing the empty popsicle stick that was nuzzled between his lips. The violent sound of his controller clicking in his hands, holding back the urge to fling the pricy remote at the wall every time he died.  

“Fuyu~ when are you getting off?” You groaned, staring up at the concentrated ravennette. Your head was situated on his thigh, watching his facial expression change every few seconds upon his failure to the game box. 

You were in need of some affection, your boyfriend had been playing for hours. Only giving you mere mili seconds of his attention now and then. 

It started to aggravate you, he invited you over to just watch him play?

“Hold on baby, just let me beat this guy” Chifuyu gently patted your head before glueing his eyes back to the flat screen, disregarding your drawn out sigh. 

“I'm just gonna go home, Chifuyu. I'm tired.” You lied, sitting up from your lying position. Heart desiring to see his reaction, whether it be concerning or not would pursue your actions. 

“Huh, what! Why? baby” He shot back, clicking a button to pause the device.

“Cause your on the game! I'm bored Fuyu” You frowned, eyes searching the room for all your belongings, furthering your act. Anticipating the males efforts to halt you. 

“Okay, I'll get off. '' Chifuyu shushed you, heart dropping to the pit of his stomach at the thought of you leaving him all alone. Standing up to switch off the T.V, placing the controller on the table holding the television up. 

 Your company was assuring, he didn't want to lose you. 

“C'mere Y/N” He mirrored your sad pout, gently flopping on you. Your back meeting the mattress with the male sprawled on top of you, sandwiching you.

His head cozied up into your neck, hands wrapping around your waist. His hot breath fanning your jaw, the slight tickling feeling making you tense up under him. A faint smile present on your lips from his compassionate response to your staged act. 

“By the way” Chifuyu tilted his head, looking at you.

“Were you jealous of my game?” He teased, wiggling his eyebrows awaiting your response. Perky deminor poking your frisk mood. 

“I- Well obviously! You love that game more than me huh?” You condemned, accusing the male. Your brows rows knitting together. 

“W-What no! You're my number one!” Chifuyu swiftly corrected you, sitting up. Astonished you could deem him that unworldly claim. 

“You don't act like it” You sulked, turning your head the other way with a hmph.

“No Y/N, I’m sorry” the guilt racking up, thinking about all the times he neglected you when you were over at his house whilst he played his game. Imagining your borden build watching him have fun with his head set on both ears as he played. 

“Show me with actions Matsuno” Your voice stern, eyes refusing to meet his. 

It made his heart ache, a vomiting feeling emitting from his core. He felt horrible. One of his arms sliding underneath your neck, the other underneath your knees. Hauling you to his chest, cradling your stilled body. resembling a parent lolling their crying child to bed. 

“Forgive me baby” He spewed, the surface of his lips greeting every part of your face. Placing soft kisses, not missing one spot along your skin. 

“I love you, forgive me” he continued, the hand under your knees trailing up your frame, caressing the chub on your cheek. You melted at his touch, giving in. You spent the night, the male giving you his full undivided attention. Attending to your every beck and call, kisses with skin craving cuddles were in session for the rest of the night. 

You both were fully occupied. No more distractions. 

M I K E Y 

He had been absent all week, only appearing when it was convenient for him. Popping in and out, sometimes even coming home with blood smeared all over his clothes. The red looked as if it was lazily rubbed off, he didn't bother cleaning properly. 

He was exhausted. 

You missed his touch, with the feeling of your hands running through his long black locks. 

Your head jolted to the door when you heard the doorknob twist, your mind was cluttered with unruly remarks. You didn't want to pounce on him with questions, you could tell he was about to pass out. He was in no state to be interrogated. The dark bags under his eyes prompted even under the dim living room light. 

However there was something different, his hair was shorter, a bob cut. 

“Hi Mikey, new haircut?” You greeted the male, feet quietly prancing over to him. 

Your presence comforted him, he finally felt relaxed. Just from being with you, it made him feel warm. 

“Y/N, why aren't you asleep?” His voice was low, carefully shutting the door behind him, fastening the lock. 

“Were you waiting for me” He glanced at you from the side of his eye, bending down to slip off his shoes. Your hands fiddled with the hem of your pajama sleeve. You missed him, yearning for the males touch. Just a single touch could stop your greed. 

Just one. 

“yeah, a little” you mumbled, observing the males every move. Taking all of him in before he had the chance to leave once more. Silence roaming the room, the both of you staying quiet. 

It wasn't a comfortable silence either, you hated it. It was so foreign, especially with the male. 

“I have to admit, i'm a little jealous” You broke the hushed room from its cricketing, heels of your feet whirling around, making your way towards the couch.

“Of what.?” Mikey replied, walking closely behind you, settling into the cushion next to you. 

“Whoever you're going out with everyday,” you gave him a two faced smile, it hurt so much. 

“It's okay though! As long as you're safe..” You reassured, your hands were trembling. You wanted to spill everything, tell him how much you miss him, his voice whispering loving phrases into your ear as he rocked you to sleep. 

“I'm so sorry Y/N” Mikey wasn't dense nor oblivious, he knew the problem. 

“Had to take care of a few things.” He dejected, he recoperated your feelings. You're his everything, the only thing he had left. 

The one thing that didnt leave him from his stupidity on creating some dumb new world. 

“But don’t be Y/N, everyone is inferior to you.” He comforted you, arms slinging over your shoulder. Engulfing you in his warmth. Fuzzy bubbling building up in your belly.  

“So don't worry my love, I'll always be here with you. Even if you want to leave me, I'll always be here” There it was, the tender whispering you grieved for. 

“I'll never leave you Mikey, I swear” You whimpered into his shoulder, hands wrapping around his neck. Drawing him as close as he could go against your body, those lonely night tears finally catching up to you at this wholehearted moment. 

But who knows, promises, vows? Aren't they all made to be broken anyways?

[genshingarbage]

i think i will! hmm, Can i req Gorou, Diluc and Scaramouche with a writer s/o but it/its pronouns are used??

I’ve never written with those pronouns before so sorry if it comes off wonky somehow! Enjoy your date with the boys~ - Mod Kaeya

Gorou

- He’s probably one of your biggest fans to begin with, even before you two met

- He got into reading books when he became better friends with Kokomi and with a lot of long nights on watch in the resistance, camping out and just watching and waiting in silence a good book distracts you from the aches pains and horrors of war

- So when he finds out his favorite author is also his s/o?

- Head. Over. Heels.

- Hell I wouldn’t be surprised if he asked you to marry him on the spot.

- It’s more than comforting to open up a book written by you on some long lonely night, it’s as if you’re there with him on the front lines comforting him

- If you’re going through writers block or are stuck with a specific part of a story he’ll ask if you could read it aloud to him, or even just tell him the general plot since he knows sometimes just repeating it out loud can help with coming up with what’s wrong or what you could do with things like this

- He brags about it any chance he gets to his peers

- Very fucking proud of you either way

Diluc

- He’s well read that’s for sure but he’s often so wrapped up in things to do or personal vendettas that he unfortunately won’t notice that a lot of the books in parts of his library are actually your manuscripts or first drafts you're keeping safe for the time being

- He’ll accidentally take one of them to the Tavern like he usually does to pass time in between the lull of drunk patrons and will only find out about your side job when you rush in panicked

- The poor guy’s never gonna be able to fully express how apologetic he is about it as he imagines it’s something immensely dear to you

- He'll constantly be trying to make up for it with gifts of expensive fountain pens, journals and even reference material or answers to your strange writers questions

- "Luc, can Hilichurls speak Mondstatan?" [visible confusion as he tries to remember every encounter he's ever had with a hilichurl in his entire life]

- Dilic's gonna support you in anyway he can, if that means using his connections to find publishers or even threatening your editors to cut the shit and let your story fuckign br e a t h e then he will

- If it means an exotic vacation to some spot he found during his travels with Aether and Lumine then he's packing your bags and telling you what he's seen on his adventures, the intricacies of the Mondstat Aristocracy anything he can think of

- Growing up the way he did, he has a whole wealth of information he doesn't entirely know what to do with and to share it with you to help you? Well it's sort of a dream come true

Scaramouche

- Ngl he's gonna be mean about it because that's just his nature

- "Babe can you proof read this?" "No I can't read." "I'm sorry what?"

- Though if you are a murder mystery author he's possibly the best example of an antagonist you could possibly have AND the best person to ask any murder or torture method related questions to.

- He won't admit it but he does actually genuinely enjoy your writing and defends it with a fucking vicious passion when it's called into to question at any time.

- He'll hella give you critiques and ways to fix problems if you need them and sometimes he suspiciously knows too much about your writing style but plays it off as you being annoying because of course he does

- When he can't sleep he'll often sneak away from bed purely to take a sneak peak at your notes or the next big thing you're writing even though he hates himself for doing it because it means the surprise is ruined

- He will tease you to no end if you write sex scenes I'm sorry but it's gonna happen

- Will sometimes straight up quote dialogue from your writing to fuck with you

[hanazuma-inactive]

Hello, can i request with 2 characters? It's Semi and Ushijima with top male reader. Reader and Ushijima are couple. Their relationship is mostly Ushi being sub and will do anything reader told him to. Also reader a bit manipulative? Well it's easy for him to make someone do his bidding.

Reader told Ushi to touch himself inside an empty room while reader watching him and he order him not to cum without his instructions. Earlier that day, Reader told Semi to come to the room after school end and when he did appeared, he saw Ushi playing with his own body. The sight made him hard and reader whispering things that stimulate him more and usher him to mess up Ushi.

Reader enjoying the scene because he knew that Semi has feelings for Ushi and he's happy because he get a new toy to play with. After Semi cum inside Ushi, Reader pull him toward himself and pounding him hard till he collapse from the overstimulation. Also reader didn't neglect his boyfriend that's been begging him to fuck him and let him cum.

wrapped around your fingers, (nsfw) ushijima x top!reader x semi

pronouns: he/him (FEMALE ORIENTED DNI!)

warnings: degradation, 3 some, hella manipulation, adultery kinda (?), daddy kink a little, there's also some dumbification and some random usual top reader kinks i slapped in there and publuc sex kinda me thinks

a/n: i love these types of request, dark but definitely fun to write, i lean bottom but this was still really 🛐

_____

"c'mon semi, look at your crush over there~ all riled up, touching himself, and begging to cum. won't you help him out a little?" you said pointing at ushijima, still with a vibrator inside his ass. 

"y/n, p-please stop… this isn't right and you know it."

"oh i know very well it isn't, but who the fuck is gonna come and stop me? certainly not you with that hard-on in your pants." 

you wanted to ruin ushijima more and more everyday, that's why you came up with the plan of completely breaking his mind with a particular someone else in mind. semi eita, one of the setters for the volleyball team. you knew he had a crush on ushijima ever since second year but ushi chose you over him. his feelings didn't die away and in fact it probably grew stronger than before. you wanted to take this chance to also mess with him a little, and see what kind of interesting scene will happen in front of your eyes. 

_

bored, once again. it wasn't because you weren't satisfied with the relationship you had, you just simply wanted more risk and fun in it. ushijima is a very nice boyfriend even if he can be dense sometimes. he's obedient, especially to you. whatever you ask of him he'll almost always do it without fail. whether it was in the streets or in the sheets. the two of you were just out eating ramen till the filthy idea came rushing into your head. 

after going home, you told your boyfriend to wait for you in the storage room afterschool tomorrow and answer a video chat with only his video on. you whispered some questionable instructions into his ears and handed over him a small box for him to put in his backpack later. you told him not to open the box until tomorrow and he listened like a good boy. the rest of the night went on as usual but you were excited to see what will happen tomorrow.

during class the next day you continued to remind ushijima about last night and told him to make sure not to forget about what's suppose to happen later today. while you were enjoying lunch with your boyfriend you nearly forgot to inform the other person about this. you strolled in the semi's classroom casually and walked over to his desk finding him writing the homework that hasn't even been assigned yet.

"heyyy semi, how's it going?" you said with a sly look on your face. 

"oh hey y/n, i'm doing fine, do you need something?" semi said putting his pen down. 

"i was wondering if you had time afterschool today?" 

"i'm afraid not, i have something to attend to after school today, sorry about that." 

"are you sure you can't come? i would really appreciate it if you do, it's something quite important." 

"i really wish i could but i wouldn't want to push this off either-" 

"wakatoshi is going to be there." 

the air stiffened around the classroom as you saw semi tighten his fist. you knew he couldn't resist ushijima, and you didn't want to have to pull out this card either but he left you no choice. you can and will do anything to get what you want. semi turned his head but gave you a light nod in return. that was his signal of submission. 

"i'll see you 15min after school on the balcony~" you said with a smug look and your hands inside your pocket. 

the rest of your classes were so boring you nearly fell asleep. you wanted to get outta there and just carry out the rest of your plan. you were horny and you couldn't do anything about it, the thought of just fucking ushijima on his desk came into your mind a few times but was quickly brushed away after a while.  

you quickly left your seat after class after giving your boyfriend a kiss on the forehead and a small wink. you headed over to the balcony of the school while ushijima headed over to the storage room waiting for your video call. ushijima found out what you gave him in the little box and understood exactly what you meant. he loosened himself up and put in the vibrator at a low setting just like you asked. he then dialed your phone with nothing on but his shirt. 

"y-y/n, i did what you asked, is this good enough?" ushijima said with little moans coming out of his mouth. 

"that's it good boy, such a little slut for me aren't you?" 

ushi nodded his head while attempting to push the vibrator deeper inside him. 

"remember now, no cumming until i say so, alright darling?" 

"yes sir h-hah~" 

you let out a low giggle and put your phone inside your pocket on mute to greet the grey hair male in front of you. 

"hey semi, you're here." 

"yes, where is ushijima? i need to go soon." 

"woah woah what's the rush? follow me, i'll lead you to him."

semi was confused by what you meant but followed anyways. you led him to the storage room and told him to open the door himself. semi's heart began to race, afraid of what might be behind that door. his hands shook at the handle but eventually gained the courage to open it. he closed his eyes and pushed the door to see a heavenly sight he wouldn't even have seen in his dreams. 

ushijima was on the floor wearing nothing but a t-shirt, his eyes closed, moaning your name and playing with his nipples. you ordered him to not cum without your permission so there he is. left on the floor alone, edging himself, desperate to be a good boy for you. ushijima opened his eyes after hearing the door of the storage room creak. out of panic he covered his hard cock and sat up straight, only to find one of his best friends and his boyfriend standing in front of him.

"y-y/n? semi? what are you guys doing here?!" 

"aww look at you, following my instructions, good boy." 

"y-y/n! what is this?!" 

"hey darling, i never said you could stop, did i? now go on, keep pleasuring yourself, and if you do a good job i might just let you cum~" 

"y-yes daddy…" ushijima said as he returned to the position he was in before. 

"y/n! what are you doing! w-why did you even bring me here!" semi shouted out of rage. 

"c'mon semi, look at your crush over there~ all riled up, touching himself, and begging to cum. won't you help him out a little?" you said pointing at ushijima.

"p-please stop… this isn't right and you know it."

"oh i know very well it isn't, but who the fuck is gonna come and stop me? certainly not you with that hard-on in your pants." 

you were right, semi cock couldn't have been harder in his life. seeing his crush fucking himself with a vibrator and begging like a slut. he just couldn't control himself anymore. semi took off his pants and his cock bounced out of his underwear. he didn't even bother lubing himself up, he wanted to make ushi hurt, make him suffer for choosing you over him. while all of this was happening you were simply just an audience, enjoying the show put in front of you. 

"yah fuck you, fucking slut… such a pretty little whore for y/n over there huh? fucking take my cock bitch!" semi grunted. you could hear the rage coming from his voice and that only excited you more. 

ushijima was already out of breath, busy being fucked by semi. eyes rolled back, his tongue sticking out and his soft, overstimulated dick bouncing each time semi shoved further into him. 

you walked over to semi and whispered into his ear. 

"how good does it feel? to finally get what you wanted after so long." 

"shut the fuck up, a-ah you fucking bastard!" semi said as he came into your boyfriend, grunting and moaning out of anger. 

at this point ushijima was pretty much passed out but you haven't had your fun yet. while semi was trying to catch his breath, you quietly unbuckled your belt behind him and revealed your hard cock. you grabbed semi's hands behind him quickly and shoved your dick right into his ass, with no lube whatsoever. 

"a-ah! what the fuck y/n fucking- let me go! what are you h-hah~" 

"wow…look at you semi, just like your little crush over there you are also now getting fucked like a slut huh?" you said in a teasing manner. 

"fuck off a-ah… why are you doing this!" 

"oho? tired of playing nice are we? this is simply just payback, for fucking my boyfriend dumb. in return, i'm going to do the same for you~" 

if semi actually had the strength to fight back he would. however with the giant cock head hitting his prostate over and over again it makes it hard for him to even talk. you kept whispering sweet words into semi's ears telling him how good of a slut he is, fucking someone's brains out and immediately getting the same treatment. sooner or later you fucked the male onto the floor, ass filled with cum and so broken that he can't even stand up anymore. 

and there they were, both of your playthings, wrapped around your finger.

[ballorawan740]

SCP Scenarios: When they get scared by the reader (REQUESTED)

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Requested by: @_Milla_7849_

SCP 073 (Cain)

I feel like Cain normally wouldn't be scared

Like if you made him watch a horror movie, he might flinch slightly but wouldn't be terrified of it

So when you try to scare him like a prank sort of way, he would flinch a little more than usual but would recover seconds later

Like that one time when he was alone walking down the hallway looking zoned out since he was thinking of something

And you just crept up to him like the sneaky little child you are and jumped onto his back

He did get a load yelp but realised it was you

Luckily for you, Cain didn't give you a lecture like before and actually laughed with you

However, if you were kidnapped or taken hostage or used for an experiment, it would obviously frighten him and he wouldn't forgive himself

So to prevent this, he would keep you within his line of sight at all times

Anyways, as I've mentioned before, Cain would probably also give you a tight hug after your little stunt and unbeknownst to him, the researchers recorded it for a laugh

Cain did give you a lecture but forgave you since you were so young and he couldn't resist those eyes

And the researchers did give you some sweets

SCP 076-2 (Abel)

Now, a warrior like Abel wouldn't be so easily frightened

Especially if it was a child, even more so if it's you since he knows you too well and has personally trained you from the age of 5

Basically, Abel would notice your movement and body language well since you're both stuck together

So you have devices a plan with your scientist friends to try and scare him

And yes, it's working

Because Abel got extremely distracted by Iris

Iris basically got yahooted into this mess and was told to wear a lingerie

Yes, you did scare him by shoving him into Iris

I wouldn't say he got a scare, but more like a surprise

Poor girl she just wanted to sleep

SCP 999 (Tickle Monster) 999 would most likely be scared the easiest out of everyone on this list

Aside from Glass

He's like a close second

Back to 999, you both were just chilling and wandering around the facility aimlessly

Because yall are boring (TBF you're both trapped in this giant mf blop of a building)

Anyways, let's just say that it was Bright and Clef who introduced you to the world of pranks and you guys thought it would be funny to scare our 999 here

Basically, yall decided to play dead and then pretend to turn into zombies with some makeup

Yes, it did work since you've managed to scare the living daylights out of 999

And he was about to have a cardiac arrest (if he even has a biological heart)

And yes, it almost ended in another breach

And 999 did give you a lecture on how to not scare people like that

He does sound like a grandpa though XD

SCP 682 (Hard to Destroy Reptile)

I would say that scaring 682 would be difficult, but I won't since he's already terrified of that rabbit

You, along with the other researchers, thought it'll be fun to pull a prank on 682 in form of a magic trick

It's a classic rabbit in the hat trick and yes, you did pull SCP 524 out of the hat

But, little did your tiny brain know, that rabbit basically eats everything, including itself

So you just watched 524 approaches the already terrified 682 and nibble on his feet

And yes, you and the other researchers laughed hard since he crawled up the wall to get away from the rabbit (I'm now officially adopting 524 as my other pet)

Sadly, 524 didn't stay for long since another doctor needed him for a test with Josie (yes, the cat)

682 basically shouted at you for doing such a thing on him, your dad

But you ignored him anyways since you knew he never meant what he said and he wouldn't be mad at you for long

SCP 049 (Plague Doctor)

Our bird boy here is pretty much neutral when it comes to being scared

Like, he can be quite unfazed by many things, so it's no surprise if you or any other SCPs tried to jump on him

So as part of an experiment, you and your friends had decided that you would try to play dead and see if 049 would be terrified

Well, 049 was somewhat concerned and when you carried on playing dead, he became scared since you weren't so conscious, or so he thought

Since you played dead extremely well for such a young child, he tried to see if he could fix you

And before he could do anything, you jumped up at him like Bonnie from FNAF

Yes, he looked like he jumped out of his skin and was so stunned that he just sat in the corner with his head down for an hour

You all had to check up on him and he said he was 'fine'

He wasn't

049 gave you a lecture about playing dead like that unless there's a dangerous SCP

SCP 035 (Possessive Mask)

Now, since 035 is a mask and is very much a master manipulator and an award-winning actor/actress, you would most likely be able to take on those traits from him

When you were younger, you were eager to learn from 035, who you see as not only your best friend but also an idol, so he taught you everything he could

As you got older, you've gotten better at manipulation and acting, so much so that even 035 couldn't tell if you were just being you from time to time

So one day, you've decided to prank your dad because you were hella bored (like you always are :((( cuz yall never be productive and just sit on your flat bum all day and watch YouTube, Netflix or play games then sleep)

You basically produced a fake body of yourself and wrapped it in a black bag and sent it to 035's cell

Then, you've got one of your researcher buddies to write a note of your passing and that you do love him very much

035 did receive the message and made sure that there was a dead body in the package

He was pretty much convinced that it was you since you were able to disguise the fake body like bone and flesh

Which of course scared him to death because he was about to attack everyone on site

Luckily you got there on time to stop him which freaked him out and yes, you've gotten a lecture about being such a prankster (You got grounded for life but that didn't stop a rebellious child like you)

At least everyone at the facility has gotten a laugh about it for the next 3 months

SCP 105 (Iris)

Pranking Iris wouldn't be hard, but that doesn't mean she's fazed, but not in a sense like 049 who wouldn't get a good scare from some SCPs which could do him harm

Iris is very much a self-aware and open-minded individual who has common sense (unlike you, who don't even move out of your bed or even use your non-existent brain cells)

She's very much like every other person you'll meet on the streets who wouldn't just believe the first thing that she hears since she is very much a rational person

So, if you want to devise a plan to scare her, it'll have to blend in with everything or be quiet out there with realistic effects

You'll have to use your head to think of a good prank to scare her, which you did since you've inherited her intelligence (that's a lie because you don't have any intelligence left in you)

As her child, you have decided to prank her by making her a fake copy of her camera but instead of her being able to control objects within the photo, she would end up destroying it

You gave it to her as a gift and she accepted it with suspicion since you don't normally get her anything and encouraged her to try it (you're such an ungrateful child)

Cain, Dr Glass, Dr Kondraki and a couple of others wanted to see as well, so they stayed and watch

Much to everyone's horror, the illusion camera did exactly how you designed it to and Iris was furious and saddened

Later on, you told her about the prank since you feel bad and she was extremely mad

So instead of grounding or lecturing you, she decided to have revenge

SCP 106 (Old Man)

Now, scaring this old man would be rather interesting because he doesn't seem too fazed by the other, more dangerous and unpredictable, SCPs

But, you can still scare him to a certain degree

I mean, he is an old man after all, so scaring him would be fun

As long as you don't give him a heart attack then it's fine I guess (cuz yall be evil for scaring such an old man)

So, you have decided to scare 106 by giving off little bits of harmless pranks at first so 106 would let his guard down for a moment

Like, giving him a box full of spiders (he's quite disgusted by them just like how he sees your face every time) and popping an air-filled bag (Don't lie, you've all done it and it's hella fun)

Later on, you would gradually move to play with the more dangerous things, such as getting him to look at a picture of 096's face (Probs ugly like yo-)

As time moved on, 106 seemed to be relaxed and expected you to bring him random things and soon realised that there was something off

You didn't show up to him for almost a week and he was ready to get his dad mode on

Luckily, some of the guards caught you with Abel and got 106 involved since they were afraid of causing a massive breach

106 panicked and picked you up, giving you a lecture on how you shouldn't be with other SCPs like Abel

You managed to tell him that you've befriended Abel and he was stunned and gave him the dad glare (you know the one where dads would give to warn others to not hurt their kids right?)

And because it's Abel, he would even make sure to be with you whenever you were with him which made it difficult for you to play with Abel because he might steal you away (Yes I'm looking at you right now kiddo, don't play with Abel)

So in conclusion, if the prank involves you being in a dangerous position, he wouldn't necessarily be scared but would start to panic about your safety

SCP 096 (Shy Guy)

I think 096 would be similar to 106 in a sense but less logical and unfazed

It's more like he would be pretty panicky every time you weren't there with him and his anxiety would act up (like you every time you're preparing for your exams where you didn't even revise)

Like if you were with Safe class SCPs, he would be more relaxed than you being with a Euclid class, but it kinda depends on who it is

If it was Cain then it would be fine, but if you were to be with 173, he would be quite wary at first and would tell you to try and avoid being with that peanut

So if you wanted to scare him, it wouldn't be too hard

All you had to do was to be with another Keter class SCPs and play with them

He would be extremely cautious and terrified if you were with one and knowing this, you've decided that playing with 682 instead of playing with Walter the rabbit (SCP 524 | He's my other pet), you've decided to go up and pet 682

When 096 got a hold on the commission on you being with that lizard, he ran out of his cell, causing a huge containment breach on the way like he's bulletproof, and went yeehaw with 682

All you did was sit there in confusion as they entertained you with some pole dancing

Basically, if you scare 096, he would go from anxious to paranoid to berserk then to we're all going down to hell and back again

Dr Jack bright

This mf right here is unpredictable af

Like in his own body, he would remain unfazed and would even go as far as pranking you back

I mean he still would act all fun and games but since he can possess multiple bodies, the outcome of him being scared would vary which would surprise him too since he wouldn't know

Unless he decided to possess someone he knows well, but he knows better than to do that

Dr Bright would most notably be scared, like everybody else on the list, if you were to put yourself in immediate danger, but since you were just as crazy as your dad, he would most likely go along with it until you deliver your prank

Like, you could be juggling knives while standing on top of 682's head while singing 'Painted Smile' by Madam Macabre (If you haven't heard it, you should, it's amazing)

Also, he would sometimes find you having your back faced towards peanut and still be fine after having your neck being snapped (Yall be like surprise mf)

Anyways, one time Jack had made a promise to you to meet you at a certain place and he was late

So you stormed into his office (like the entitled little nugget you are) and went 'tick-tock mf' to your dad

Well it worked and you showed him your trick with the Keter classes

By causing a containment breach and somehow you managed to bribe the Keter classes to perform with you

Let's just say that just because you've inherited his craziness doesn't mean that you could go as far as doing this prank

Bright was about to drop dead from a heart attack and he banned you from doing such things in the future

Dr Simon Glass

With Simon Glass, you could give him a fright relatively easily

Just because he's a psychologist and can read people rather well, he still would be terrified and paranoid about whatever you were planning on doing

Even if he told you not to

Like that time when you were told to not make toast because you can't cook and you almost burnt the whole facility and Glass stood there and said "I told you so" (he did ask for toast, as in toasted bread, not toasted humans)

Anyways, being the child of Simon Glass meant that you would learn a lot about the human mind and behaviour

He would teach you everything you were curious about and would sometimes ask Diogenes, Light, Kondraki, Cain and Iris to help teach you the things he wouldn't have much knowledge on

And sometimes Clef and Bright would appear and spoil you (not that Glass doesn't, he's just busy and trying to be the best dad he could by being anxious about you being alone in the facility with so many dangerous SCPs)

So this often meant that you, Bright and Clef would pull pranks on each other, usually on Kondraki and Iris

Except for this time, you've decided to pull a prank on your dad, Dr Glass

You've handed him over a realistic model of SCP 058 and he freaked out and called the MTFs

They've checked the model and realised that it was all fake and poor Simon had a heart attack from you

Simon was about to yeet that spider looking thing but it was able to move so he planned to carry you and yeet you both out

He did give you a lecture on doing that stunt and you did shed a few crocodile tears

And yes, Glass gave in and comforted you

He then went to grab Clef and Bright's ears and lectured them about helping you make the prank

Dr Alto Clef

I feel like Clef would be similar to Bright but without the whole process of changing bodies because of some curse

Like Clef wouldn't be all that scared since he's dealt with SCPsbefore and dies an extremely good job at it

So for Clef to be scarred for life, it'll either be an extremely dangerous SCP, he's drunk and/or high, he must care about you a lot and you must've been out of your mind to do something seriously stupid or you're evil enough to piss off a Simon Glass (Or all of the above if you're evil enough)

You would most likely want to take the easier and quicker route out of all the ones mentioned on the list which is to put yourself in an immediate danger

So you had asked Dr Bright for some help and so he did

Moments later, midway through preparing your prank, Clef came to Bright asking if he saw you and he did

However, they heard a familiar scream from down the hallway and they both rushed to your aid and soon realised that it's you

You were about to get eaten by 939 and they had to signal for the MTFs to help (Because you mfs didn't ask me for permission when you wanted to pet 939 D:<)

Clef gave you a big lecture and comforted you after he cooled down

Bright on the other hand wasn't so lucky as Clef wanted to murder him (But in his defence, you didn't tell Bright how dangerous the prank was cuz yall are as stubborn as a rock)

Dr Benjamin Kondraki

Kondraki would be pretty much average when it comes to being scared but with a little more logical since he works with the Foundation

He's that type of dad who would let you go to sleepovers every now and again as long as they weren't of the opposite gender (Unless yall are Bi, Gay, Lesbian, Pan, Alien, Basketball etc then he's screwed)

We support BLM and LGBTQ+ in this community and anyone who says otherwise must leave now

Heck, even our friends here, especially Kondraki, Glass, Bright, 999, Cain, Iris and Josie (SCP 529, my new pet) supports them

Anyways, back to the main plot

Depending on what age you're at and whether you were planning to prank him with the Foundation staff or SCPs will lead to a different outcome

Like if you told him you were dating someone he would've died right there and then

No dating until you're 50

Anyhow, you've decided that it'll be funny to scare your dad with Clef and Bright by getting his Bootyflies to shapeshift into various Keter class SCPs and acting like it

And yes, you somehow managed to persuade the Bootiflies to do just that

And no, Kondraki didn't know about this even though he found it odd that his bootiflies didn't obey him that day

You got Kondraki to sit down in a room with Clef while you and Bright was setting up everything

The bootyflies shifted into the Scarlet King and boy sis Kondraki called the MTFs and was boutta shoot him

Everyone in the room had to get him to stop and that it was just a prank (And by everyone I mean just you, Bright and Clef)

Kondraki did manage to stop and was boutta drag you out for a big girl/boy lecture

Well, he did but not before kicked Bright and Clef in their privates first

Needless to say, nobody wanted to prank Kondraki again (Shush, no you don't, yes I'm looking at you from behind the screen and I know that you'll do it again)

[sctoru]

Sure thing ofc !

Warning: swearing

Genre: fluff

Fandom: Tokyo revengers

Characters: Hanma & Draken

Draken and Hanma x Short Cute male reader !

He would actually tease your height like how you are just short as fuck

"Ha! I cant beleive how fucking short you are !!" Well ofc..his name is Draken, he is just joking but, if you got offended of what he just said, he will immediately apologize. "sorry s/o..i was just joking, you are actually very cute being short..i like it."

He will also carry you everywhere, you would be carried by him on his back to school, house and even the shrine, he doesn't give a fuck if the toman members are looking.

Ngl we all know that this guy is a very cold tough person but, he actually cares abt you a lot !!

Expect lots of head pats from him, usually..for draken, head pats is his way on showing affection to you..especially in public !!

Since you're so cute, he cant help but to pinch your cheeks every time

"Ouch draken! That hurts!" You yelled at him. "hahahhaha! Cant help it y'know! You're so damn cute..im lucky to have you"

Someone flirting with you? Oh lord barbatos, he's a tough one. "Tf you lookin' at? Did you just winked at him? Oh trust me, don't make me do things to you that you don't want" he smirked. The guy got scared and soon ran away

He will take you everywhere! The cinema? check! The resturant? Check! Whatever you want!

Overall he is a very loving boyfriend, you're grateful to have him in your life! </3

(Omg i love this man sm ngl..AAAAAAAAAAAA SORRY SORRY, I'LL START NOW. 😭✋)

Ooh man, you dont even wanna stand next to him. This man is fucking tall like he is HELLA tall. 192cm...FUCKING 192 CM TF HANMA.

Will he tease your height? Kinda but if anyone teases your height. Oh barbatos, goodluck for them cause, they're prolly gon' be dead

If he doesn't kiss you, he'll just pat your head.

He'll have kisaki around you just bcs kisaki is his one and only friend that he trusts (LMAO I CANNOT)

to him, you're a very small & cute human being. You're his precious one 😘✌

Your chubby cheeks makes him loves you even more

"So, you're going to go like- hanma, are you listening?" Hanma chuckled, "No, im distracted by your cute cheeks and your cute little baby face. Now, let me pinch them" and yes, he'll pinch them hard.

Hanma might be a little creep to some ppl but YOU are his exception.

And he cant also help but to baby you all the time, you are just too cute for him to resist !!

Overall, he is so loving 🥰

Sorry if it took too long for me to post this !! 😭😭

Btw if u read the tokyo revengers manga..could you please tell me..

IS SENJU A FUCKING FEMALE OR MALE???!!! 💀