#also not gonna lie i really popped off with this one oop

[zoyazenik]

— You’ve made me realize my deepest fear

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[aliceramblez]

BroZone Brothers With An Insecure S/O 😔💗

Tags: GN! Reader, Self-Deprecating Jokes, Low Self-Esteem, Abandonment Issues, Slight Body Insecurities. Fluff/Comfort.

A/N: Here we go with our first request! I really liked this idea as someone who has low self-esteem, and honestly it goes to all of y'all who think you're not good enough— cause you are! Also sorry it took a bit! I've been sick because the universe hates me 🙃

Feel free to leave a request & hope you enjoy! ^^

John Dory

At first, he doesn't really know what to make of it.

He finds it a bit strange, but doesn't question your odd sense of humor, and will sometimes even join in on the joke by saying stuff about himself, thinking it's some sort of inside thing between the two of you.

“Man, I can't believe I'm so clingy, sorry! Feel free to use me as a bad example, at least that way I won't be totally useless, haha!”

“Ha! You think that's bad? Babe, you haven't even seen me when I'm up at night just staring at the ceiling contemplating my life choices.”

It isn't until getting a good smack from Bruce and Floyd that he realizes you're actually being serious. And the prospect of that kinda puzzles him, not gonna lie.

“Look at you, tiger! Got yourself plenty of groupies already— Not surprising honestly. Don't have to worry about backups when you decide you're ready to move on, either!”

After a performance at the Pop Troll village, everyone is gushing over BroZone because of course they are. JD only barely manages to squeeze past the number of fans to get to you on the other side of the podium.

The oldest sibling looks at you in shock, and has to get closer to make sure he heard you right. “Babe, why would you say that?”

Caught off guard, you manage a nervous chuckle as you play with your hair. “I-I mean... Wow, would you look at the time! We gotta meet with Poppy and the others!”

John Dory stops you on your tracks and demands an explanation, which isn't really good for your poor heart. All you can do is kick the dirt and avoid his gaze, since that makes what you're about to say much easier to voice aloud.

“I mean... You're John Dory. You could date any troll you wanted and yet you're sticking with me. It honestly feels like a dream sometimes... And I'm scared of the day you realize you can do WAY better and decide to leave me.”

After processing this, he immediately holds your face in his hands and gives you the most serious expression you've ever seen on him. “I don't want just any random troll... I want you. You're my number one fan, and I'm yours, so don't even think about stuff like that, okay?”

After the exchange, he's always on the lookout for whenever your bad habit wants to kick in again and is ready to stop it ASAP

Spruce/Bruce

He notices it happens mostly when you're working at the cantina.

Whenever you get an order wrong, trip over your own feet or don't remember how to work one of the machines properly, you'll go into an awkward insecure flight response.

You'll say “Oops! Sorry! Clumsy Twinkle Toes, coming through!” while grinning and laughing along with the customers, but Bruce knows that it's affecting you more than you lead on.

It also happens whenever BroZone is getting ready to perform and you don't know what to do with yourself since you're “standing in the way”, despite being told multiple times that it's okay for you to be backstage with everyone else.

When he talks to you about it, you get really uncomfortable and just say that it's no big deal and that you can handle it.

“I've always been a clumsy person, so I guess that's always making me doubt myself over the smallest of things... Sorry if it's annoying.”

Bruce will then proceed to give you a huge warm hug and a kiss on the forehead as he whispers comforting words into your ear.

“Hey, I can be clumsy too! I've always been the worst out of everyone when it comes to choreography. Don't tell JD though, cause I know he'll throw a fit knowing I don't practice.”

He'll throw in other examples that may seem inconsequential to you, but you appreciate the effort nonetheless and smile and giggle through the embarrassing stories he shares.

He helps you get more confident by being there with you while taking orders at the cantina and praising you whenever you get something right— albeit in private as to not embarrass you.

Same goes with rehearsals, where he WILL drag you into the lounge area to hang with his brothers and/or Poppy and Viva when they decide to visit, too.

Overall he wants what's best for you and will try and push you out of your comfort zone, but only in a safe environment where he knows that if something does go wrong, it won't be as catastrophic as you make it out to be in your head.

You never stop thanking him for being your crutch during these times.

Clay

The moment he hears the words come out of your mouth he's completely flabbergasted.

First of all, who said those things to you? Because he swears he just wants to talk to them—

It's at a sleepover with his brothers and the gals at the Bergen Golf Course, and among the many games, snacks and movies watched, pictures are also taken.

As soon as you take a look at the array of selfies, you let out what sounds like a mix between a laugh and a sigh.

“I mean, at least it stays consistent— in photos, I look ugly. And in real life, I'm also ugly!”

As soon as those words leave your lips, Clay is at your side with an almost unreadable expression, only to snatch one of the photos from your hands. “How DARE you say that about the most attractive troll I've ever met? Shame on you!”

He then starts going around the room waving the picture around to his brothers, saying stuff like “Look how attractive my S/O is! I'm dating them!” while you're just blushing profusely and begging him to stop (even though deep down your kinda giddy about it).

After that day, Clay will do small gestures in which he reminds you how beautiful he thinks you are. Everything to outright saying it each morning, joking about it with his brothers, and even bragging about you to his friends in the Bergen Golf Course.

He's a simp and he's totally okay with that because it's you.

Clay feels like he's the luckiest troll in the world for being able to snatch someone like you since he's “the most boring and uninteresting of the bunch”, so he feels like he's hit the jackpot.

You immediately tell him that he's not boring to you and that he's the best boyfriend ever, which only causes him to smirk.

“Doesn't feel good to know the person you love feels so bad about themselves, does it?”

Finally realizing his reverse psychology, you give in with a laugh. “No, it doesn't. I guess... We can both work on that? Together?”

And so you do, and end up helping each other whenever one is feeling down in the dumps, as a sort of personal cheerleader. You truly couldn't have asked for someone better.

Floyd

You're the kind of person who's very vocal about your interests.

So it's no surprise that you have to catch yourself mid-ramble whenever you're talking about something you're either interested in or knowledgeable about. And with Floyd being such a good listener, it honestly slips your mind more times than you'd prefer.

After realizing you've been talking for too long, you turn pink in the face and start apologizing profusely.

“Sorry! You probably didn't need to hear all of that. They didn't call me ‘Chatter Box’ when I was younger for nothing! Haha...”

But Floyd could care less about any of that. He loves hearing you talk, not just because he's not much of a chatty person, but because he just finds it incredibly endearing.

He'll hold your hands in his own and give you the softest smile ever that just makes you think that it should be illegal to be THIS sweet.

“You're just so cute when you get lost in the moment like that. Besides, I love seeing you happy. By all means, I'm glad you get to do the talking for the both of us, otherwise we wouldn't get anywhere in this relationship.”

You laugh at his attempt to make you feel better and melt under the touch of his lips on your cheek.

After that, whenever you go out either just the two of you or with your group of friends, Floyd will encourage you to express yourself. He does this by either asking you a question directly or subtly incorporating you into the conversation by saying something like. “I think (y/n) knows about this kinda stuff. Don't you, love?”

Obviously this all happens with your consent beforehand, since he doesn't want to put you in a tight spot, either.

Either way, he always values whatever you have to say, since you always bring in new perspectives that maybe others didn't think about before.

He will also encourage you to be yourself and not try and match your topics of conversation with things you think other people will find interesting. You deserve to be happy by sharing what you love with the world.

Poppy and Viva are huge helps in the art of feeling confident by speaking your mind, and Floyd couldn't be happier for you.

You thank him by telling him about your day each night, in which sometimes he'll fall asleep to the soothing sound of your voice, which only warms your heart on so many levels.

“Goodnight, my prince.”

“Goodnight, my little chatter box.”

Branch

Just like Clay, this man is ready to throw hands.

Just give him a name and he'll get the job done before sunrise—

He notices that sometimes you struggle with finding outfits for different occasions, either something casual, dressy, classy, etc.

But it's not because you don't have anything in your wardrobe, on the contrary it's pretty much brimming. It's more the fact that you're not satisfied with any of them because you feel like you don't look good in them.

Branch tries to convince you otherwise, saying that you look great no matter what you wear, but you can't help but feel self-conscious in anything that isn't a good old sweatshirt.

He isn't knowledgeable in fashion (clearly) so he enlists the help of Poppy and The Snack Pack to try and cater outfits to your exact measurements, along with any other nitpicks you've had in the past with either texture or material.

I mean, Branch has backup plans to his backup plans, you think he wouldn't keep notes on what kind of stuff his S/O doesn't like— INCLUDING mundane stuff like their clothing?

He surprises you with these, and you can't help but feel attractive in them since he paid extra attending to the complaints you had from your own designs.

“I personally think you look great no matter what you wear. But if you feel so strongly about it, might as well get some stuff you'll actually enjoy wearing.” He'd said when you asked why he did it, and your heart just melted.

You vow to try and work on your self-imagine regardless, which he gets happy over and says he can't wait for you to see yourself the way he does.

[beatrixstonehill2]

"Mmmm, this is SO incredible. I wish I would've transitioned sooner. Being a femboy was fun but now I look so incredible! I'm even hornier than before, and look at these sexy little tits I've grown. My ass is getting fatter, now it's so much more satisfying to get fucked in the ass. Guys go crazy for that extra bit of cushion to pound their cocks into. And with wider hips and a bigger ass, my clothes fit so sexily now. It turned my bony little guy butt into something dudes get hard over in public. They're so much more aggressive now that I look so much more like a girl! They spank me, touch my hips, push their cocks against me. And then we might be standing on a train, or on a subway platform, and they'll put their hands down my jeans or up my skirt, and feel my tiny shrunken cock. They'll smile when they feel it and tell me what a naughty slut I am, some just call me a perverted boy, which I find really hot. Then once they find it they always spin me around and aggressively fuck my ass as a reward for being a naughty little femboy--I mean trans girl! Oops. I'm not gonna lie, though, I already told my doctor I'm bummed my cock shrank four inches. I told him I want a big fat cock that's hard to hide, but I also want bigger boobs and a fatter ass. He upped my doses, so we'll see how sexy I look in another year or two.... wish me luck! ❤️"

"Feast your eyes on my lovely body two years after my doctor upped my hormones. Notice a couple changes? When he said I'll look just like a woman after taking these hormones for a while, he wasn't kidding! I look like a total cow who's popped out fifty kids. Almost every dude that fucks me now asks how pregnant I am, or how many kids I've pumped out. I try to show them my cock but my belly is soooo heavy it's hard for me to lift! My cock is about fourteen inches but good luck finding it buried under all that fat.

My tits a big and saggy, and my cute bubble butt is now just a pile of lard and cottage cheese. I guess this is what I get for being curious and taking hormones to look more feminine and be more appealing to fuck as a femboy. My doctor is over the moon with my transition, telling me how incredible I look. Whenever I get new sores, or complain that I can hardly get up without help, or my blood pressure is higher, he tells me how much more feminine I'm becoming, because a woman's true role is to become a stationary sex object to be acted on, or some such. I don't disagree but couldn't I be one of those girls pinned to her bed by her giant breasts or something?

I've become so fat doing basic things like bathing or going to the bathroom are becoming impossible. I moved back in with my parents, who love how my transition is going. Guess they always wanted a hugely fat daughter to tend to. Almost all I do is sit at home watching porn as I binge eat. It's not uncommon for me to be woken up by breakfast in bed, then without bathing my parents will guide me downstairs to the couch or chair. They'll bring me more food as they put on porn for me to watch. Ever since I went on all these hormones it's the only thing that can hold my attention span.... I used to jerk off a bunch, but now I groan and wince through heart palpitations and I try to lift my belly and fondle my cock. Sometimes I just push my belly down and kind of 'crush' my cock, which feels really nice.

My parents bring me more food as I make a pool of cum form under me. I'll usually just use the bathroom where I am. It's so gross but I'm getting used to sitting in my own mess for hours a day. My cute butt and tiny cock, now mounds of lard and a rock-hard monster getting caked in my own bodily fluids and excrement as I binge eat and masturbate for hours. Sometimes I eat so much I puke all over my hugely fattened body, and my parents will just smile and bring me more to eat. I guess wanting to be more fem was kind of a double edged sword. It was nice being a curvy 200-300lbs for a while, going to clubs, getting fucked every night. Though a lot of those guys joked and warned me, like a bunch of other trans girls they used to fuck, I'd wind up becoming 700+lbs in no time. I laughed and said there's no way...... I guess this is what I am now. A total pig, pushing her heart to the bursting point just to make her cock cum over and over all day..... what a perfect gooner I've become. No wonder I watch so much porn of hot girls like I used to be just calling the viewer a fat, pathetic slob."

[riddle-me-ri]

Hey i was wondering if you could do a dano!Riddler x reader where the reader asks Eddie to watch Saw and he loves the traps

A/N: Hell yeah I can! Because he'd be all over that! I'm not gonna lie, when I saw the rat maze contraption around the commissioner's head I was reminded of the reverse bear trap. It wouldn't surprise me if Reeves also took inspiration from Palpat-I mean John Kramer (oops, it's the robe sorry not sorry) for inspiration. Hope you guys enjoy it! Also! anything both bolded and italicized is a quote from the film...no I didn't rewatch the first Saw for this...maybe...

Trigger Warnings: spoilers for Saw 1 (albeit it's like almost 20 years old rip), demented thoughts of violence and murder, cause duh. Although nothing is explicitly described, gore-wise.

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Dano!Riddler x Reader - Wanna Play a Game?

Once Edward’s swirling vengeful thoughts got combined with indisputable facts he found. Facts that gave credence to his underlying hatred and proved that Gotham City is corrupt and that something has to be done. 

He had to do something. 

To don a mask, be a symbol for the city and its elite that chooses to reap not from what they've sown but from those that suffer and without consequence.

"Hey Eddie, wanna watch a movie tonight? I think you'll really enjoy this one!"

Ah, and then there was you. 

You deserved so much better. You deserved a city that cared, a city that helped, and a city that loved. When you two had met, Edward saw light for the very first time in Gotham. 

You two were regulars at the diner down the street from his apartment only to find out you lived in the same complex. It still confounds him that you were still here, you chose to stay here. That you chose to stay…and stay with him.

He had to do something, he had to make the city better. Better for you, to make space for your light to shine through. 

"C-Coming!" Edward tucked his pen in between the pages of his ledger, marked where he left off and pushed the pad to the side. 

The unmistakable sound of popping, signaled him to know you were in the kitchen. However he turned to look and the microwave was on but you weren't there. 

"Gotcha!" You wrapped your arms around his soft frame and leaned your head into his back. 

Ed jolted but instantly relaxed when he felt your familiar warmth. He placed his arms around yours and chuckled softly. 

"Did I scare you?" You asked.

He turned down to see your face squished against his green sweatshirt. Your eyes creased from your wide smile as you beamed at him. Beamed him with your light. 

He chuckled softly, “you did! You got me!” 

You giggled. You squeezed your grasp around him one more time before tending to the freshly popped popcorn in the microwave. 

“Go sit down on the couch. I’ll be right there!” 

“Okay, what exactly are we watching tonight?” 

“Well, since it’s spoopy season, I figured we can start with a modern classic slasher flick.”

Ed took a seat on the couch and bunched up the quilt over his lap. His head popped up at your statement, his eyebrows quirked in confusion. 

“Did you just say…spoopy?”

You nod. “Yeah, why?”

“Don’t you mean spooky?”

You shrugged, “but spoopy is cuter, and I’m cute so it’s well within my cuteness privileges to use it.”

Ed blinked to try and process this new information, but you are cute and he wasn’t going to argue that fact. He nodded, “point taken.”

“That also means you can say it too.” You hopped on the cushion next to him. Some popcorn flying out of the bowl. Ed laughed before taking the bowl from you so you could get under the covers and comfortable. 

When it finally hit Edward’s mind what you were implying. Ed’s face started to flush a faint pink color. Ed chuckled shyly, “i-it may take awhile to get used to that.”

“What spoopy?”

“Well, yes, but mostly being referred to as cute…” 

You smiled sweetly before you lean in to plant a sweet kiss on his cheek. “Just you wait, Nashton. I’ll have you believe a lot of things about yourself as straight facts!”

He shook his head bashfully, he doesn’t fully believe you, but he sure won’t stop you from trying. 

“Anyway, have you ever heard of the Saw movies? They’re pretty gruesome but they’ve become classics in their own right.”

“I-I think so…I’ve seen the puppet character on a tricycle, but that’s it.”

“Ah, yeah, that’s Billy, I think you’ll like it. Atleast the first one, there’s like seven or eight of these. The first three aren’t so bad. You ready?” You asked as you snuggled into Edward’s side.

“Ready when you are.” He smiled as he wrapped an arm around you, perfectly encased you into him. 

You pressed play. 

“I want to play a game.”

Little did you know of just how much you just opened up to Edward’s mind. 

The traps were primitive, solvable, but excruciating and gruesome. 

The victims, the people who didn’t appcreciate their lives. The panic and fear in their wide bloodshot eyes. Their fictional lives flashing before their eyes as they struggle to survive.

This is what Edward wants the mayor, the DA, the commissioner…most of all Carmine Falcone to endure. To bring forth his own renewal.

What if the traps weren’t solvable…well…not the traps themselves…

The scene with Jigsaw’s second victim began. A naked man named Mark is smothered in flammable gel but must use the burning candle to illuminate the safe combinations to get access to the antidote for a slow-acting poison running in his veins. Meanwhile, slowly cut his feet with every step he took on the glass-covered floor.

What if it was another puzzle they had to solve…a cypher…riddles…?

Ed’s eyes widened at that idea. You looked over and notice your boyfriend went pretty quiet, but it was obvious he was very engrossed in what was going on. You had a feeling he’d be into it. 

You just had no idea how right you were. 

Whenever a new trap, a new game as Jigsaw put it, showed up on screen; you felt Edward squeezed your hand but he never once wavered his view away from the screen. To say he was transfixed was an understatement. 

You had no doubt his mind was going into hyperdrive. Analyzing all the possibilities, the set-ups, the machinations of the traps, the clues, and how he’d escape and outsmart the killer. You didn’t doubt he would probably realize the twist to it all and how everyone left was theoretically connected.

Well, you were partially right. Yes, Ed did figure out the connection between the men in bathroom, and he did deduce Jigsaw to Kramer. 

“-sick of people who don’t appreciate their blessings! Sick of those who scoff at the suffering of others! I’m sick of it all!” 

Yes, Edward Nashton was sick of it too. 

As Jigsaw closed the doors on one of the victims, Adam, in the dilapidated bathroom to rot. The film ended and the credits began to roll. 

“Well, whatcha think, Eddie?” 

You shook him when there was no response. “Ed.”

“Hm?”

“What do you think? Pretty smart, huh? Amazing what two film graduates and a 1.2 million dollar budget can pull off…” 

“Y-Yeah, that…that was definitely intriguing.” He nodded. His brain was still taking it all in. This was how he could do it…how he could set forth his own renewal for Gotham, in his own way. 

You got up to put away the empty popcorn bowl in the sink and to get a fresh beverage from the fridge. Ed was still on the couch, lingering in his own thoughts. 

“Hey…uh..Y/N?”

“Yeah, babe?”

He inhaled a little, he wasn’t used to that term of endearment either. “Didn’t you say this was a series?”

“Yeah, they made like eight different ones…I think the last two were spin-offs though. Why?” You came back from the kitchen, you had your preferred drink in one hand, and a hot chocolate for Edward in the other. 

“C-Could we watch the next one, i-if you don’t mind that is…”

“No not at all, I’m surprised, you seem really into it.” You smiled, happy to see Edward enjoying something new, somewhat. 

You set your drink down and go to set up the next film. You didn’t even notice Ed had leaped up from his seat and ran back to his office. When you turn around to take your seat, you saw him with one of his ledgers and a pen primed and ready on a blank page. 

You quirked your eyebrow, “is there a quiz on this I’m not aware about?” 

He looked up at you and then down at his supplies. He chuckles nervously, “oh…uh…no, no. Nothing like that, I just…wanna jot down these clues. I can only imagine things will get more complex with every new installment.”

You shrugged, he wasn’t necessarily wrong, and with how his brain worked it didn’t surprise you. He looked pretty cute wrapped up in a quilt with his pen and paper. Pushing his glasses back in their proper position. 

“Have I told you how absolutely adorable you are, Eddie?” You took your seat again, right next to him and under the quilt. You wrapped your arms around his and buried your cheek into his arm. 

“Y-Yes you’ve implied it a couple times today…” He blushed. 

“Okay, just making sure I’m reaching my daily quota.” You kissed his cheek, and corrected his glasses for him when they fell off the bridge of his nose. 

You pressed play once again. 

I want to play a game. 

A game indeed…Edward thought as he started writing.

[anniesocsandgeneralstore]

You saying Maisie ends up interested in woodworking & making things with her hands, especially with Jake, gave me an idea! I can totally see Jake becoming well known for his custom woodworking but under a different name (Red Sky Designs - with a wolf themed logo 😉). Think like in Sweet Home Alabama & the main guy has his popular glass studio. He only works on one piece at a time (maybe because he still works at the yard? idk), some can take months to make, and they cost thousands of dollars. Like custom tables, chairs, bookshelves, wood carvings, ect.

His work ends up becoming popular enough that even his shitty family members start coveting his work and then at some point, unbeknownst to his parents, they end up buying themselves one of his pieces (and they brag about owning a Red Sky piece all of the time). Jake, being the little shit that he still is sometimes, decides to either carve his actual name into a hidden spot or add some hidden detail. He can't explain why he feels the need to do so, but he just does it. Fast forward and Jake & Ronnie are in Texas for some reason (idk, maybe an extended family member's wedding/funeral? because I can't see those two doing holidays with his family) and his mother is showing off the newly redecorated dining room & she starts bragging about having a custom Red Sky Designs table. Ronnie, who knew who that particular table was for when Jake was making it & who can also still be a little shit sometimes (especially when it means getting people to respect her Alpha), oh so causally says something like "Oh, I was wondering how that table turned out. You shipped it off before I could see it finished." (which is a total lie because Jake doesn't send anything off until it has Ronnie's stamp of approval). Cue Jake's family being confused. His mother is all "Why did you say that? Jake had nothing to do with this table." while looking at Ronnie like she’s an idiot. Ronnie replies back while looking at Jake’s mother like she’s the idiot and simply says “He made it, that’s why.” She then turns to Jake and says “Show them the mark.” 

Jake, who knew exactly what his Luna was up to even before Ronnie opened her mouth, just gives her a look before going over to the table and popping off some secret little panel on the top of one of the legs, reveling his name & the date the table was finished burned into the wood underneath. His family is suitably shocked when they realize Jake is the one behind Red Sky Designs. Ronnie knows this new information isn’t really going to change their minds about Jake, she just thought it was time that they ate some crow pie. 

ANYWAYS, this thing got away from me and ended up way longer than I had planned. Oops. 😆 I was just gonna say something like ‘Maisie starts to make little handmade wood pieces of jewelry/artwork and she & Jake start selling their stuff at local craft fairs and then Ronnie sets them up an online shop under a name like ‘Red Sky Designs’ and it becomes popular enough that even Jake’s shitty family buys their stuff & brags about owning it, not knowing it’s made by Jake & Maisie’. 😆

i am in love with everything about this Indy oh my god

I was thinking Maisie working with Jake EXACTLY!!! he shows her how to do everything, she comes to him with questions. it's beautiful and he freaking loves it.

i love the idea of them selling some of their stuff at a craft fair and they completely sell out. several people tell Jake that he should start selling online because his work is beautiful. him and Ronnie are just like "eh, why not, a little extra cash never hurt" but like....it blows up. people love it. Ron Swanson with the Good Chair type of shit lol he never rushes a damn thing and won't stop until it's perfect. he only sells maybe 5 pieces a year and they make absolute BANK on them.

and his family bragging about having one of his tables to his own face ashdf;sjdkfehsnkdfj;ds i LOVE IT SM and yes him and Ronnie both can be suuuuccchhh little shits sometimes ESPECIALLY if they don't like a person.

ugh i love this. thank you so much it's perfect

[asianalley]

20세기 소녀 | 20TH CENTURY GIRL - kmovie

just gonna post this and pretend it hasn’t been a million years since i last posted but anyways.. let me start off by saying this movie is so sad you guys. SO SAD. probably THE saddest kdrama/movie i’ve seen this year. and that is saying a lot because yes, i have watched all the sad dramas this year (except the red sleeve, i still need to finish that..). overall, 10/10 characters, 10/10 plot, 6/10 ending - i took off 4 points because the ending got me so mad omg.

SPOILERS AHEAD!

things i enjoyed:

- poong woonho.

100/10 character. loved him from start to finish. perfect boyfriend material, the source of my tears, and literally the ideal man. HE IS PERFECT. i’m not going to lie, part of the reason why i loved him so much was because he gave off such strong second lead vibes from the start; and we all know how much i love my second lead men :) later on though it was inevitable. INEVITABLE. i would’ve fallen for him anyway whether he was the second or main lead he just.. :( he’s so perfect. when i tell you i was crying ugly tears when i found out he died.... oh it was UGLY. SPEAKING OF. i wish we knew how he died. like it was so abrupt. the death was so unnecessary in my opinion and didn’t really build up to it at all. it feels almost as if they put it in there just to make the movie like all the other 1990s dramas that came out this year (cough cough 25 21 cough)

- baek hyunjin’s and na bora’s friendship

okay, they were cute. very cute. probably one of my favourite friendships (just right after yeondoo and bora, nothing tops my two babies). when he confessed to her in the restaurant and bora started spewing some unattractive nonsense so he would stop liking her, i was laughing so hard their dynamic is hilarious!!!!! there’s also that one scene when he’s complaining about helping her in the grape farm (?) and bora just,,,, shoves a whole cluster of grapes into his mouth to shut him up oh my god that was my favourite scene LOL the only time i laughed throughout this movie was whenever these two popped up together.

things that could have been better:

- THE ENDING

i know i mentioned this a million times but oh my god what was that. WHAT WAS THAT???? that was not needed at all.. no buildup, no mention, no foreshadowing of it at all (i went back and watched, i promise) and no backstory on how it happened. it’s a whole mystery. it felt a little rushed and the way she found out was a little odd too. why did his brother somehow find woonho’s letter 20+ years later?? out of nowhere??? why did he not end up finding it sooner?? i have so many questions that i feel like were unanswered.

anyways. overall, it was still a good movie. did it make me cry? yes. a lot. i think especially the train scene. not even when he died because it was out of nowhere i don’t think i had enough time to process it when he did LOL. but that one scene when he leaves? tears. all over my face. streaming down into a huge puddle of tears. ugly snorting and sniffling my housemates definitely thought something was going on in my room. but it wasn’t my favourite movie/drama this year (speaking of, i need to catch up on my other reviews oops). still very good though and i HIGHLY RECOMMEND!! thanks for sticking around and reading my rants if you’re still here :)

[stranger-nightmare]

Since your requests are open, can I request a Steve Rogers fic where he’s touch starved and more clingy to the reader because she just came back from the snap and Steve misses her deeply? Reader finds it really cute and they spend the day cuddling and attacking each other with fluffy kisses.

𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐋𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐆𝐨

pairing: Steve Rogers x (female) Reader

summary: you’re back with Steve after being snapped away for five years. Steve is now somehow clingy and distant at the same time and you finally confront him on it

warnings: angst, fluff

It had only been a few days since you’d returned from the snap. Trying to adjust was hard, what had only been a few seconds for you had apparently been five years for the rest of the world. You were grateful that you had Steve to lean on at least.

But you couldn’t help the slight unease that in your stomach when you were with him as well. For you there had been no gap in your relationship. For him there had been years.

It was strange, Steve was somehow extremely clingy and needy with you since you returned but somehow simultaneously distant and closed off. His physical affection was astounding, he quite literally seemed to always have a hand on you somehow, to always be touching you in one way or another. He’d even follow you when you got up to get a drink from the kitchen; it was like he couldn’t stand to be apart from you anymore than he needed to. He wouldn’t let you out of his sight for even a second longer than needed.

And yet he never talked to you anymore. He never opened up, never let you in to what was troubling him. His body might be right next to you but his mind, his heart, were always a million miles away.

One day you were faffing about the kitchen when Steve returned from a mission. He stomped straight into the room, striding over to you, before enveloping you in a bear hug, squeezing you so tight you were convinced your eyes were gonna pop out of your head. He sighed deeply and you could feel the slight tremble in his body, despite how well he tried to hide it.

“Steve?” You mumble into his chest. “What happened?” You rub his back lightly, signalling for him to loosen his grip slightly.

He looks down at you and shrugs; “nothing, I just missed you."

But you can see the pain and sadness that lingers behind his eyes.

“Steve please” you whisper, looking at him imploringly. “Don’t lie to me. I can see something’s upset you” you press gently.

He shakes his head and shrugs again.

“Steve” you speak a bit more firmly now. “Please I can’t keep doing this."

“Doing what?” He looks confused behind his anger and sadness.

You sigh deeply before answering; “Ever since I came back you’ve managed to somehow be both extremely clingy and extremely distant. You won’t let go of me but you also won’t talk to me. I’m your partner, Steve, you’re supposed to be able to lean on me when you need to. Just talk to me, please, tell me what happened.”

He looks at you blankly, unsure of how to respond.

“You think I’m being too clingy?” He shifts to pull back, letting you slip from his grasp.

“No, no that’s not what I meant” you reach forwards and pull him back against you. “I just mean I want you to be as like emotionally affectionate as you are with the physical affection, if that even makes sense. I just want you to talk to me.”

“So you’re okay with how clingy I've been? Because I know I have been, but I just can’t help it” he looks at you sincerely.

You just nod and give him a warm smile.

“Good,” he pulls you back into his chest, kissing all over your face and head, causing you to giggle and squirm against him.

“Because I’m never letting go of you again” he whispers against the top of your head after you’d finally stopped wriggling.

“I can live with that” you sigh, smiling into his chest. “As long as you promise to actually talk to me as well, okay?”

“Okay, I promise.”

Masterlist

A/N: oops this was a lil longer than I meant it to be and I also kinda took the request in a different direction, sorry! but I hope you still like it, thank you for the request!! <33

p.s. I didn’t proofread this one bc I’m lazy lmao so sorry if there’s any mistakes in there🙈

Taglist // Join My Nightmare Realm // Ko-fi

[binunus]

sex with bin x eunwoo (m)

a/n THIS WHOLE ALBUM??? IS SO GOOD??? LITERALLY WHAT THE FUCK !!!

also im so so sorry that i keep disappearing, every time I think I have a break in school, my professors keep going like sike here’s a new assignment and group presentation 🤡, but I swear I’m still working on all the requests, it’s just a real slow progression this time 😔

but thank you all so much for being really patient with me and my works, i legit wanna cry when I think about how sweet all you loves are ❤️

→ genre: smut

→ tw: threesome, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it lovies) dom!binwoo, brat!reader, light bondage?? anal, eiffel tower, oral (f and m receiving), fingering (f and m receiving), ~choking~ bc it’s me, squirting, v-voyeurism??

→ word count: 3.3k _________________________________

oh good fucking lord

I don’t even know where to start

just the thought of getting dicked down by these two immaculate men??? at the same time??? i would sell my soul

and just binwoo are literally my biases?? im still going back and forth between them (even though I think bin is the top)

alright so how does this little thing even start

this is a non-idol au, lowkey this request is giving me frat boy vibes oops i said it

bin and eunwoo are close, they’re best buds

they have fucked the same guy/girl before, but never at the same time

they just have the same taste in people wink wonk

sidenote: bin and eunwoo as bi kings??? so much power fuck

so you are a mutual friend

you met them both in college and have stayed friends since then

but relationships aren’t for you (not yet at least)

the streets™ are still your companion

yes you have fucked both bin and eunwoo before in college, eunwoo once when you were junior, and bin a couple times throughout senior year

you don’t talk to them often, but if something comes up on your feed or a monumental event happens to any one of you, of course you’d spike up some conversation

so you’re coming back in town for a week or so, visiting old friends and family

and bin hits you up like “hey, I saw that you were in town! we should get some dinner and catch up!”

and you were not about to say no to that, bin was a good part of your college years! it would be nice to hang out with him again

alright you weren’t expecting to get action from this dinner – it popped in your mind, yes, but it wasn’t the ulterior motive

but did you try to dress up a little to impress moon bin?? maybe so

and shit, when he showed up to the restaurant looking like a whole ass man?? 

like did his biceps look more appetizing than the food you were being served? a little bit

conversation was exchanged very easily, you and bin were always a bit flirty with each other, ever since college, but you both knew it never meant anything beyond sex

and so when he asked if you were dating anyone, you knew this was the invitation, and were you going to accept it?? 100%, you haven’t had sex in a while because of your job

and so you find yourself back in bin’s apartment

bin: hm? I guess eunwoo’s not home from work yet

you: eunwoo? as in cha eunwoo? you guys still live together?

bin: yeah, we like living together, rent was cheaper that way, and this place is equidistant from both of our work places...is that a problem??

you: no, I mean it makes sense, just...what if eunwoo comes back while we’re in the middle of fucking...wouldn’t that be weird?

bin shrugging: you’ve had sex with eunwoo in college too, and it’s not like he hasn’t seen me naked before either. who knows he might even wanna join?

he said that as a joke alright

but as soon as he mentioned it, your eyes dilated a bit

bin noticed immediately and he caged you against the wall, a little smirk playing on his lips

bin: you seem to like that idea, y/n. hm? you wanna get fucked by both me and eunwoo? didn’t know you were into threesomes

your cheeks are flushing, you felt seen: would you feel weird if he joined? you guys are friends and roommates

bin shaking his head: me and eunwoo have talked about it before, and honestly this seems like the perfect opportunity. we’re all friends here.

you being nervous a little bit bc a threesome?? with both bin and eunwoo?? those two 6 foot attractive men??

you tried a threesome before bc you were curious, but it wasn’t the best hookup experience

you: should we...? wait for him??

your cheeks are flushed a little, like how were you supposed to go about this

bin smiles bc you look a bit cute right now being all shy and he just pinches your cheek

bin: you got cuter since we graduated y/n

you: shut the fuck up bin, don’t make me tie you up again

bin smirks and his hand moves from your cheek to fully grasp at your neck, he squeezes your throat as he pushes you so that your back collided with the wall: baby, if anyone’s getting tied up tonight, it’s gonna be you

and god if you weren’t horny before, you definitely are now, especially with the way bin was cutting off your airflow??? your head was spinning in the best kind of way

bin slotting his thigh in between your legs as he just crashes his lips onto yours

and he’s still choking you when he literally shoves his tongue down your throat, you have to grab onto his broad shoulders just to steady yourself

making out with bin is so hot

he picks you up by your ass and you wrap your legs around his waist, you both are still making out as he leads you to the couch

you’re straddling him oh lord have mercy

you in between kisses: why don’t we go to your room? what, is it messy?

you moan as he spanks your ass at the quip: we’re gonna need to do something about that smart mouth of yours baby...and we’re here to give eunwoo a little show when he comes home. Why, you need a bed? pillow princess? last time I remember, you were fine getting fucked in the maintenance room.

you two go back to kissing, bin’s hands were gripping at your waist now, lifting up the bottom of your shirt so that you could take it off

never in your life have you been so happy to wear a skirt, you could feel the outline of his bulge against your underwear, the fabric of his jeans giving you just enough friction

and when you start grinding on him, he grunts into your mouth and bites on your lower lip

and fuck when bin removes his shirt? he was always built in college but the definition of his muscles now?? you were literally drooling

you: holy shit bin, isn’t your job in business? where do you find the time to workout?

he’s kissing your neck now: you can always find time to workout y/n, just make it part of your daily routine

exercise evangelist moonbin™

you’re tilting your head to the side giving him more access, bin’s sucking hickeys into your neck and it just feels so good

your neck’s a sensitive spot, if you couldn’t tell

and bin knows that so he’s paying extra attention to your neck, you don’t even notice when his hands go around your torso to unclasp your bra

the two of you are literally just topless on his couch, making out and feeling each other up, when lo and behold, eunwoo comes home

his eyes go wide and he immediately covers his face: jesus christ bin, go to your fucking room

bin starts laughing, you know his laugh where his eyes literally crinkle and he smiles so wide and his laugh increases in pitch, that one

you can’t help but laugh too, you thought you would be embarrassed, but this is a bit funny

you: you don’t have to cover your eyes eunwoo, it’s not like you haven’t seen any of this before

eunwoo: oh shit, hey y/n, didn’t know you were coming over?? well...uh if you guys aren’t gonna go to bin’s room, I’m going to mine and just let me know when you’re done

bin: you sure you wanna go to your room? y/n wants you to join us

eunwoo’s blushing a little bit (he’s not covering his face anymore) when you two meet eyes: are you sure y/n?

you get a bit shy again bc shit, eunwoo in a suit coming from work with silver-blue hair? sexy

you: yeah...if you want to, me and bin are cool with it.

bin’s back to kissing your neck as you basically watch eunwoo remove his jacket and tie

and oof him unbuttoning his dress shirt? y’all he’s a tease, they both are

bin: let’s take this back to my room

eunwoo: we can go to mine, it’s cleaner and my bed’s bigger

you: i knew it

bin bites your shoulder and you let out a mix between a yelp of pain and a moan

bin: eunwoo get your ropes, we need to teach y/n a lesson on being bratty

eunwoo chuckling as he leads the way to his bedroom

bin already made himself comfortable on eunwoo’s bed, and you’re standing to the side making conversation as eunwoo looks through his closet for the ropes lol

as soon as eunwoo finds it, there’s a dark change in his eyes and he smirks at you: why don’t you join binnie on the bed, y/n?

your stomach turns in excitement, eunwoo tosses the ropes to bin and he puts a hand on your back as he leads you to his bed, and before you could get on by yourself, eunwoo just tugs your skirt down making you gasp

you lie down and bin grins as he binds your wrists to eunwoo’s headboard, usually you would put up a little fight when you get tied up, but you just stayed silent, you were anticipating what would happen next

bin: you’re being oddly obedient y/n

you’re a brat okay, but in the past when you and bin used to hook up, your brattiness increased by like 100%, like you’re extra bratty with bin for some reason

~it is what it is~

maybe it’s because eunwoo’s here too that your bratty side has suppressed a bit

bin and eunwoo both start removing all their clothes and you’re like shit eunwoo’s built too

bin settles in between your legs and eunwoo leans in and starts kissing you

and mmm eunwoo’s good at making out like he legit be taking your breath away and then you start feeling bin take off your soaked panties and he just goes right in

you literally moan into eunwoo’s mouth and your hands are straining against the ropes bc you just want to hold onto something !!

eunwoo feeling up your breasts and tweaking your nipples while bin is sucking on your clit and probing his tongue in and out your entrance??? euphoric

you’re literally feeling so many sensations right now and it’s just foreplay woo

and then the edging starts

bin??? hella good at eating out, oof what that mouth do

and with the added stimulation from eunwoo kissing your neck and pulling at your nips, you’re reaching your orgasm faster than anticipated

and suddenly they’re both off you

you: what the fuck?

you’re like gasping and glaring at the both of them and they just give you smug looks

bin: I don’t know if you deserve to cum just yet, y/n. right, eunwoo?

eunwoo chuckling as he nods and flicks at your nipple: binnie told me that you like talking back, hmmm that won’t work with both of us here y/n

your submissiveness kicking in and you’re whining: i won’t talk back, I promise

bin: I don’t know if I believe you y/n

and then they switch places and now bin’s making out with you again and eunwoo’s face to face with your cunt and he just shoves two fingers in your entrance and starts scissoring you

and right as you’re about to cum, they pull away again

this goes on at least two more times, you’re literally so frustrated tears are pooling in your eyes and you’re whining hard as hell, your wrists already aching from the ropes 

eunwoo: do you want us to untie you, y/n?

you nodding as you’re sniffling back the tears

aww they feel bad so eunwoo unties the ropes and he’s like gently rubbing at your wrists

bin wiping your tears away as he pinches at your cheek again

bin: you okay, y/n?

you: I’m so close, please

bin: alright baby, who do you want first, hm?

you honestly didn’t know, you had no preference, you just wanted to get railed

eunwoo: why not both?

your eyes go wide a little bit, your ass isn’t even prepped

bin sensing your hesitation and he just puts a hand on your waist: if you don’t want to--

you: no, i want to...I’m just...my ass isn’t ready...

eunwoo laughing cutely as he pats your thigh: we’ll prep you baby, don’t worry

you start by going on all fours, bin enters you first from behind and the groan he lets out bc you’re just so tight wow 

he literally has to restrain himself from just ramming into you, your walls just fit so snugly around him, his nails were digging into the skin of your waist

you open your mouth in a moan at the stretch and in that moment, eunwoo shoves his cock down your throat you literally gag

for reference, they’re both above average, no surprise there, I’d say both around 8 in., but bin’s girthier for sure

and so bin’s fucking your cunt while eunwoo’s fucking your mouth

simultaneously, eunwoo tugs at your hair and bin sneaks a finger down to gather some juices from your pussy before probing at your asshole

bin’s prepping you real well mmmmm

he’s literally fingering your ass while he’s pounding into you, the tip of his cock hitting so deep in your cervix

on the other hand you’re so focused on sucking eunwoo off, you take him as deep in your throat as you could, letting your jaw slack as he just thrusted in your mouth

and also the vibrations of your moans around his cock every time bin hits deep in you???

eunwoo swears he almost busts a nut when your hands reach up to play with his balls

he’s panting as he pulls your mouth off his cock: I need to be inside you before I cum

and then he’s lying down on his back and you start to ride eunwoo, and then bin lines his cock up at your other hole and you start to tense

eunwoo bringing you into a kiss to try and distract you from the pain your asshole’s about to feel

and you start hissing as bin starts to push in, you’re clenching so hard around eunwoo and tugging tightly at the ends of his hair

eunwoo starts making circles on your clit so that you could relax a bit to make it easier for bin to enter your back hole

and then the three of you just stay still for a bit when bin finally bottoms out, you’re still trying to get used to feeling stuffed full, you haven’t been fucked in so long and now you’re getting railed by two cocks??

the two of them are both saying sweet things to calm you down and distract you from the pain

and it’s cute, you know from your respective past hookup experiences with them that they’re really good at sensing discomfort or pain and would always tend to your needs

oof baby but as soon as you give the okay for both of them to move

it’s like you’re taken to another dimension holy shit

they both hit so deep, you swear to god their cocks have to be touching or something, or maybe at least reaching your intestines

when people say rearrange your guts, it definitely must have been this

you’re trying to set a pace on top of eunwoo, but bin thrusting from behind literally makes your knees go weak until eunwoo just lifts his hips and takes over, matching bin’s speed

and imagine this: bin pulling your hair, making your head tilt back and eunwoo just reaches up and covers your neck with his hand before he squeezes at your throat

your eyes are literally rolling into the back of your head, you have never felt this good ever in your life

your head’s spinning again, and you know all three of you are reaching the tipping point pretty soon, your stomach is churning, making you clench hard around both eunwoo and bin

eunwoo biting his lip as he groans, his grip tightening just a bit more around your neck

bin’s still yanking your hair back and he starts spanking your ass, he’s moaning as well

you literally scream, throat feeling raw, as you cum, you have never orgasmed so hard before, your body was convulsing around both of them and you just collapse on top of eunwoo

you’re vision literally sees white and your ears are ringing as they both cum in you

you black out for a little bit

eunwoo and bin: o_o holy fuck

the two of them start panicking like...did they just fuck you dead?? put you in a coma??

okay but just imagine eunwoo and bin bickering with each other about what to do like

bin: do we call 119???

eunwoo: what do we say? we fucked our friend into a coma?

it’s okay because you regain consciousness soon enough and both boys let out the biggest sigh of relief

you: ...what happened?

eunwoo: you passed out for a bit there y/n

you start giggling, much to their surprise, and you try to sit up

bin: ...are you okay y/n?

you: yeah, I can’t believe I blacked out because you guys fucked me so well, that’s pretty hot not gonna lie

eunwoo goes into the kitchen real quick to get you some water and bin sits down next to you

you thank eunwoo when he hands you the glass and he sits across from you and bin

the two roommates exchange a look and just high-five each other

you roll your eyes as they just laugh at each other...ugh boys

bin teasing you: I’ve never seen you so submissive y/n

eunwoo joining in: yeah, didn’t know you could squirt as well

you almost spit out the water: i-huh? no way

eunwoo: yeah, my stomach was soaked, I wiped it off when you were out

your face flushes, you’ve never squirted before

bin: don’t be embarrassed! it was hot, y/n, really

the three of you then just jump into a casual conversation about college, keep in mind you’re all still naked

and then you feel the cum just like in both your holes and it’s just uncomfortably sticky

you: uh...do you guys mind if I shower? my pussy feels gross right now

bin, with a glint in his eyes: I can clean that up for you, baby

before you know it, bin’s eating you out again -- to be more specific, he’s literally licking the mixture of yours and eunwoo’s cum from your cunt

that’s sexy...

you make eye contact with eunwoo and he’s just smirking as he sits back and watches you two, no intention on joining yet

alright but you had no idea if you could take another round right now, the first one literally made you pass out

so after bin makes you cum again, you tap out for the night

the three of you shower -- separately -- and then regroup in the living room to just chat and chill

the two insist you sleep over for the night since it’s past midnight by now

were there also hints of a round two in the morning?? maybe

you sleep in one of eunwoo’s shirts, but end up sleeping next to bin bc he’s whiny and likes cuddling

you three fuck again in the morning oops until eunwoo had to leave for work

then you and bin fuck again afterwards

happy threesome

happy comeback :)

4-5-21

[miraculous-sunflower]

science teachers ARE cool

Mrs. Mendeleiev’s POV

Beatrice Mendeleiev sighed. She did not like the fact that Marinette Dupain-Cheng was expelled without proof, and that Lila’s parents did not come when she was supposedly pushed down the stairs. She tried to get Mr. Damocles, another fool, to look at the security cameras during Miss Dupain-Cheng’s expulsion, but he denied, saying that if she wouldn’t stop badgering him, he would fire her. She reluctantly obliged, though secretly thinking that the school didn’t even have cameras, because of course the principal used the funds from the mayor to buy his foolish “hero costume”. Ms. Mendeleiev kinda liked Marinette Dupain-Cheng, even if she came into science class late every time. She was a good student, getting straight A’s, and her family made the best pastries in Paris, though she knew pastries weren’t even relevant in this incident. She knew she had to help out Miss Dupain-Cheng. Even if she got fired from her job, it was okay. She didn’t like her job very much, as everyone here was a fool, and she could find another job somewhere else, but it was her job, as a teacher, to protect her students. _______________________________________________________________________

Ms. Mendeleiev scoured the internet, trying to find the Italian Embassy’s number. She heard Lie-la -oops i mean Lila- talking about how her mother was a diplomat, so she had to get in contact with her to tell her all about her daughter’s antics - if she knew. She finally found the number, and dialed.

“Hello, what can I help you with?” the person on the other line asked. “Hello, I’m Beactrice Mendeleiev, and I’m trying to get in touch with Lucia Rossi?” Ms. Mendeleiev questioned.

“Actually, I’m Lucia Rossi. I’m the secretary of the Italian Embassy. What do you need?” Heh, another thing Lila was lying about. Her mother was the secretary. Still must be hard work.

“I’m actually your daughter Lila’s science teacher, and I was wondering about all of Lila’s absences and missing assignments. I questioned her about it, and she said she couldn’t do her assignments because of her arthritis and many other disabilities she has.” Ms. Mendeleiev stayed up all night, trying to come up with the perfect story to seem like she was calling for something besides exposing Lila.

“Arthritis? Disabilities? Lila doesn’t have any disabilities? And absences? Are you sure she said that?” Mrs. Rossi was very surprised. Perfect. Ms. Mendeleiev grinned.

Lucia Rossi’s POV

The other woman on the other line was too surprised. Disabilities? Lila didn't have any disabilities. She was a healthy little girl, her little bambina. Was her baby spouting lies? She doubted it. Perhaps this teacher didn’t properly hear her.

“Yes, I’m sure, and on top of all her disabilities, she said that she has a lying disease which causes her to lie, by accident. She said this one a fellow classmate of hers, Marinette Dupain-Cheng, apparently pushed her down the stairs. Marinette did no such thing, and the expulsion was reversed. If you don’t believe me, take a look on the LadyBlog. It was a blog dedicated to the Heroes of Paris, but now your daughter’s face is plastered on it. If I had a daughter, I’d never want her to be bragging about her accomplishments!”

Mrs. Rossi was shocked when she said lying disease. She looked at the “World’s Best Mom” cup on her desk. Lila gave it to her when the school apparently “shut down”. Was her little bambina lying this whole time? And blog?

“LYING DISEASE?!?! I have to call the school. What has this girl been doing? Also, I want to hear more about her absences.”

“I can help you set up an appointment with Mr. Damocles. As for her absences, Lila has been claiming that the Prince of Achu, Prince Ali, has invited you and Lila personally to visit the kingdom for 2 months. Were you not there?” Ms. Mendeleiev sounded confused. Oh dear, it sounded like she also fell for her daughter’s lies.

“ACHU? 2 MONTHS? Lila told me that the school was closed for 2 months because Ladybug and Chat Noir were too incompetent to defeat the akumas!” Mrs. Rossi exclaimed. Now here, she understood. Her daughter told her that the school was closed down, and her teachers that she was traveling, to get out of going to school! She could get in trouble for truancy for that!

“I assure you, Ladybug and Chat Noir are not incopetent. They usually take care of an akuma in less than 3 hours. “Oh, this is a lot to take in right now. I’m sorry, but Lila lied about everything. Thank you for calling me, I really appreciate it. I’ll come by the school this week.” Mrs. Rossi finally breathed out.

“I’m glad I did. Clearly, you were not informed of this, and Lila was lying about everything this whole time!” Mrs. Rossi showed a little smile, but it quickly went away. Before she hung up, she had to ask-

“Before I go, was there anything else Lila said?”

“She said that she saved Jagged Stone’s kitten off an airplane tarmac, and that she knows Clara Nightingale. She also said she’s best friends with Ladybug. Now that I think about it, she probably framed Marinette to get her expelled, now that I know she lied about having a lying disease.”

Saving kittens? Being best friends with pop stars? Best friends with a superhero? She could get sued for all the stories she’s spouted! And if these stories were heard at the embassy, she could get fired! Oh that girl...

“Oh my goodness, I will have to apologize to Miss Dupain-Cheng on behalf of my daughter. Thank you again, Ms. Mendeleiev.”

Sure enough, later that day, the mother searched up the LadyBlog, and of course, her daughter’s face was there, next to the headline, “I’m BFF’s with Ladybug’s BFF!”. She sighed. She was going to expose her daughter for the liar she is, because her daughter fooled the whole school, not to mention hurt one of her other classmates!

Mrs. Mendeleiev’s POV

After the call ended, Ms. Mendeleiev smirked. Lie-la will have no idea what’s coming to her now. __________________________________________________________________________________

Marinette’s POV

“Me and Clara Nightingale are sooo close, that we’re practically sisters! I helped her with most of her dance moves for her newest music video!” Lila bragged.

“OMG girl! That’s amazing!” Alya exclaimed.

“Wow, Lila, you have a heart of gold!” Rose and Mylene gushed.

“So awesome.” Juleka mumbled.

Marinette rolled her eyes. They were talking about Lila as if she was a saint, though they probably did. She was sketching out a new design, and it was Rena Rouge inspired. Alya, Marinette thought. Her and Alya were still friends, but they were a lot more distant. All of her friends were like that. She thought about Adrien for a second, and then quickly dismissed the thought. Adrien was irrelevant, at this point. He gave her that stupid piece of advice, take the high road, and basically got mad if she did anything to prove Lila wrote if the witch spouted another lie. Her crush on him was long gone, which gave her more time to focus on her guardian work.

Marinette continued sketching her design, but then suddenly, she heard a faint but sharp, “Miss Dupain-Cheng?” She looked over to where the voice came from. Ms. Mendeleiev was signaling her to come outside. This is it, she metally scolded herself. You came to class late too many times. She’s gonna call Maman and Papa, and tell them you’re late every day, and they will try to find out what’s up, and then they’ll figure out you're Ladybug, and then they’ll forbid you from fighting akumas, and then Hawkmoth will win, AND PARIS WILL BE DOOMED! She silently walked out of the classroom.

“Hello, Miss Dupain-Cheng. You’re probably wondering why I called you outside, but don’t worry, you are not in trouble. This is regarding Miss Lila Rossi.” Ms. Mendeleiev said.

Marinette was shocked at first, then nervous. “Ms. Mendeleiev, I can assure you, whatever Lila said isn’t true! She lies with-”

“Every breath she takes. I know.” The science teacher cut in. “I called her mother recently, and she too had no idea about Lila’s antics. She will be coming in today to discuss with Ms. Bustier and Mr. Damocles, and I can assure you, she will be exposed for who she truly is.”

Marinette was stunned. Her science teacher knew that Lila was lying? She was sure that she was in trouble. Marinette blinked, “Wow, that’s a lot to take in, but thank you. This means a lot to me, Ms. Mendeleiev.” She was grateful for her teacher.

Mrs. Mendeleiev smiled. “I truly do not like liars either, so it was very tempting. I see that none of your other classmates or teacher has figured out she was spinning a tale this whole time, have they?”

Marinette thought for a second, and said, “There is one who knows. It’s Adrien, Adrien Agreste. He knew, but he thinks avoiding conflict makes it go away. He told me to take the high road.”

“Really? That certainly wasn’t good advice. Avoiding conflict isn’t going to make it go away. It will only cause more chaos. Anyways, I have to go, Miss Dupain-Cheng. Have a good day.” Ms. Mendeleiev concluded.

“Have a good day as well!” Marinette said. “Wait,” she started. Ms. Mendeleiev turned around and looked at her. “Ms. Mendeleiev, is there any way I can be moved into your class?”

“I’m not sure, but after this, I’m hoping that the leadership and staff at this school will improve after this incident. Now, run along, or you will be late for class.” Ms. Mendeleiev waved.

Marinette walked back to Mrs. Bustier’s room, feeling much more optimistic than she had 10 minutes ago. _______________________________________________________________________

In Ms. Bustier’s classroom, they were learning about authors of the world, and were taking turns saying who their-

“LILA ALEXANDRIA ROSSI! WHAT ARE THESE STORIES YOU’VE BEEN SPOUTING?!” A woman who looked like a much older Lila burst into the room. Marinette straight out smirked.

“Mama! It’s not what you-” Lila started.

“Not what I think? You know what I think? I think you’ve been lying to me this entire time! You’ve misplaced my trust, taking me for a fool! Saying that the schools were closed because Ladybug and Chat Noir were too incompetent to take care of them! Saying that you took a 2 month vacation at the Kingdom of Achu! Saying that you know all these pop stars! You realise I can lose my job if your stories wound up at the embassy! Non cercare di scappare via.” Her mother yelled.

Alya became mad. “What do you mean, she said Ladybug and Chat Noir are incompetent? Ladybug is Lila’s best friend!”

Lila’s face was panicked. She knew that if she spun the right tale she could weasel out...

Lucia Rossi took a breath and said, “I’m afraid my daughter has been lying to you all. Everything she said was fake. I’m sorry on her behalf. Also, may I speak to Marinette Dupain-Cheng?” A girl with dark blue pigtails and bright bluebell eyes raised her hand. “I’m so sorry, Miss Dupain Cheng. I wasn’t aware that my daughter framed you to get you expelled. I hope you are doing well.”

Marinette looked at her kindly. “Thank you for the apology, Mrs. Rossi, but please don’t feel bad. You weren’t the cause of this, and you certainly didn’t know.” Lila’s look she aimed at Marinette was murderous.

“Thank you, Miss Dupain-Cheng. Lila, come on. You should be happy you aren’t sued for slander and use of name.” The mother barked out at Lila.

“No, mama! They are under a spell! They are lying! DOn’t listen to them! I never said anything about traveling to Achu, or being best friends with Ladybug!” Lila knew she could get out, of course she could.

“NO LILA! YOU ARE LYING. YOUR SCIENCE TEACHER SHOWED ME THIS BLOG, AND IT HAS ALL OF YOUR FALSE CLAIMS ON IT! DON’T EVEN TRY TO WIGGLE OUT IF THIS MESS YOU CAUSED!’ An akuma showed up, and was heading toward Mrs. Rossi.

“CoMe HeRe, little akuma!” Lila sung. She deliberately tried to grab for the akuma, only to be stopped by a particular bluenette. Marinette pushed Lila over and trapped the akuma in a jar, and placed it on a desk.

“Why am I not surprised? Of course you are working with a well-known terrorist. LILA! HOW STUPID ARE YOU?!” Her mother screamed at her.

Lila was so mad, and wanted to rip that goody-two shoes apart.”YOU!” she began at the bluenette, “You ruined everything! Everything was going so well, all these sheep believed me, and Adrien was so close to being mine! You went and ruined it!” She stomped over to Marinette, and was about to slap her, until…

Alya’s hand gripped Lila’s arm so tight, there were marks. “Because of you, my blog is ruined. What’s even worse, is that you ruined my friendship with my best friend.”

“Well, it’s not my fault you didn’t fact check. You ARE a terrible reporter.” Lila smirked, but was pulled by the arm of her mother.

They left, and Marinette’s classmates immediately surrounded her, begging her, yelling out apologies, and saying how sorry they were for not believing her. “While none of you directly hurt me, it really did hurt that none of my friends had my back,” she looked at Adrien, who looked guilty, “or even believed me! You believed a girl with crazy stories over me, your friend. It’s going to take time for me to trust you all again, but I’d like to build up our friendship again.” She finished.

“We understand, Marinette. We are so sorry!” Rose cried. “Not cool what she did…” Juleka mumbled. “Girl, I’m so sorry. I should’ve researched her claims, I’m a horrible friend and reporter,” Alya concluded sadly.

“While you didn’t research her claims, the snake is very convincing,” Marinette said. “Just remember in the future, take the word of the friend you trust the most.”

Ms. Mendeleiev smiled at the scene. She was secretly watching after she came from the principal’s office. Mr. Damocles and Ms. Bustier were fired by the school board because of their incapability to control a lying student. Mr. Damocles was also charged with a fine for using school funds for personal gain, and Ms. Bustier was lectured because of her insisting that “bullies will become better people if you let them get away with everything”. Ms. Mendeleiev was now Principal Mendeleiev, as she was promoted.

Beatrice Mendeleiev chuckled to herself. “Well, Lie-la Rossi. You didn’t get away with your tricks. No matter what, I will always protect my students. And possibly get promoted while at it.”

[ayatosmlktea]

best boyfriend series | bokuto

A/N: thank you very much bri for making this banner after I gave up! We all know bokuto is the worlds best boyfriend, and if you don’t agree I hope this convinces you!

Tags: @bakugoustanaccount @hoekaashi

I got really carried away with the backstory aha oops

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- You and bokuto meet your first year of high school, you happen to get stuck together during orientation and you like his talkative extroverted nature

- You end up being in the same homeroom together while you situate yourself in a seat near the back of the class by the window bokuto makes his way over to you and sits down next to you

- You guys shared one other class, science, one of your better subjects and one of his worst, so you spend lots of time helping him understand the work

- The humour flows really well between the two of you, you enjoy his company as much as he enjoys yours and more than once you guys get called out for goofing off too much

- Lots of moments are spent where he’s making you laugh so hard you have to keep it all in and your cheeks burn from how hard you’re smiling

- You guys text each other outside of class, he asks for help doing the english homework which results in you guys calling each other and laughing over him pronouncing the vocabulary

- He finds your laugh the cutest thing he’s ever heard and goes out of his way to make you laugh ever opportunity he has

- He asks you to come to a few of his volleyball practices - to show off obviously- he lives for the praise you give him but you know this so you often tease him for his mistakes just to see him pout although you’re always sure to remind him that he’s talented

- During his games when he nails a really good spike he’ll search you out in the crowd after and seeing you cheer him on excitedly makes him feel like he could play 100 matches and not get tired

- It’s the end of his second year when bokuto begins to realize that he likes you as more than a friend, that the erratic beating of his heart is because he has feelings for you that go deeper than platonic friendship it makes him nervous

- He starts to notice the things he didn’t pay attention to before like the way you bite your bottom lip when you’re deep in concentration or the way your eyes shine when he makes you laugh

- The nervous shy smile you get when he pulls you into him so you don’t get bumped into in crowded spaces

- He’s never gotten jealous over another guy touching you before but Konoha clearly trying to flirt with you sparks something in him to make you his

-Bokuto starts to think about how his life would be if you weren’t in it and comes to the realization that you’re different from his other friends, he sees you as something more but he’s scared to ruin the relationship you have and doesn’t think you would ever think of him that way

- Spends the entire summer thinking about being in a relationship with you and there were many times he hyped himself up to text you and tell you but every time he backed out

- He doesn’t think you’re in his league, especially when you showed up on the first day of your third year looking like an absolute goddess, you guys hadn’t hung out at all that summer and he almost didn’t recognize you

- Your smile is different than before, it makes his whole body tingle with nervous excitement, its brighter like you’ve become more confident in yourself and he can see why

- He thinks you’re absolutely radiant

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- The day he asks you out comes when you’ve stayed late after school to work on a project

- You both finish at the same time, he insists on walking you home like he’s always done before

- You hadn’t planned on leaving this late and were met with a cold wind upon exiting the building

- Bokuto quickly bounded up to you offering you his volleyball jacket which you gladly took without a second thought, it was something you’d done a hundred times before but this time had Bokuto wishing that he could grab your small hand in his and pull you in for a kiss

- “Bo? You good?” you inquire waving your hand in front of his face calling his attention back to the present

- You notice that he’s fidgeting more than usual and he looks ..kinda constipated

- You were no stranger to calling Bokuto out when he started getting weird and in his head so you stopped walking and turned to face him telling him to spill whatever was on his mind

- Bokuto’s eyes widen clearly not expecting to have been called out so soon, you can see the uncharacteristic indecisiveness swimming in his eyes and it makes you start to feel uneasy

- You were expecting him to say something about not wanting to be friends anymore, you knew you had changed over the summer and maybe he didn’t like who you were now

- What you weren’t expecting was for him to practically scream a confession at you

- When he was done you both stared at each other, you not knowing what to say and in shock at the fact that the guy you’ve had a crush on for 3 years has confessed that he feels the same way you do

- Your silence is his eyes indicates rejection and he feels as though he’s been kicked in the gut but he tells you to forget what he said and shoves his hands in his sweater pockets mentally berating himself for being stupid enough to think you would like him back

- You reach out and grab his elbow stopping him from walking away, you don’t say anything and instead stand on your tiptoes to place the softest kiss on his lips

- Both of your faces heat up but neither of you move away from each other, you whisper that you like him too and have liked him for years and he can’t help but laugh in relief

- He pulls you into a hug and spins you around before holding your face in both his warm hands and kisses you again making your headspin and your heart race

- The next day all your friends are relieved when you show up to school holding hands claiming that watching the two of you pine over each other so obviously and not doing anything about it was painful

- Bokuto as your boyfriend!!!! finally

- Bokuto is your #1 hype man, for everything

- Doesn’t matter how big or small it is he’s always happy when you succeed

- Every time you post a selfie on instagram he’s always the first one to comment in all caps exclaiming how beautiful you look

- Also the kind of boyfriend to make you stop when you guys go out so he can a bunch of pictures of you, tells you to pose, tells you how pretty you look with the sun making your skin and eyes pop

- He kisses you every chance he gets, just peppers your face with kisses because his heart is overflowing with so much love for you that he doesn’t know what to do with himself other than to express it through kissing you

- Loves skin to skin contact, when you’re lying in bed together he’ll lift your shirt up and press your back against his chest with his arms cuddling your stomach

- Screenshots every snapchat you send him, even the ones you think are ugly because he thinks you always look beautiful especially when you’re being dorky

- He loves going for hikes, being the active person that he is he’d def be down for a lot of outdoor activities

- Kuroo still has the pictures on his phone from when you all went down to the lake for the weekend and Bokuto tipped your kayak over. At the time you had been anything but happy with your clothes and hair soaking wet but the memory of it now made you chuckle

- Your size difference is his favourite thing about the relationship, you’re so small you barely reach his shoulders and it makes him feel fuzzy inside knowing that only he gets to hold you close against his big beefy chest

- Insists on paying for literally e v e r y t h i n g

- It doesn't matter how much money you make, he always wants to treat you because you’re his baby, don't bother trying to fight with him bc you're going to lose

- Not only can he physically overpower you from being able to read the machine to pass your card but he’ll just pull some shit out like “can’t a guy treat his beautiful girlfriend?”

- If you mention in passing something you’ve been craving like food/candy/snacks etc he’ll go get it for you, if he notices you are looking at something you've been wanting to get yourself for a while but are hesitating bc its too expensive or you don't think you deserve it - you got it, he’s going to buy it for you

- Everyday is valentine’s day for Bokuto so there’s never a day you don’t feel loved and cherished, he buys you new flowers every week with a cute note attached saying something he loves about you

- On the actual day, he just sees it as an excuse to go all out for you, breakfast in bed, your favourite chocolates and/or candy waiting for you in the kitchen, obviously he’s gonna insist on waking you up with his favourite meal...if you know what I mean

- He insists on picking you up from work when he has the chance, especially if you’re working late

- When he has to leave early for practice he spends the few moments he has between waking up and getting dressed to cuddle you, buries his face in your neck and enjoys the sound of you snoring softly

- Always kisses you goodbye, one on your forehead and one on your lips

- Sends you a good morning text so you wake up to something happy because he knows you get sad when you wake up and he’s gone all day

- If he has to leave the city for a game or something else work related he makes sure his side of the bed smells enough like him that isnt overpowering but is enough for you to hug while he’s gone and have some comfort

- Sends you pictures everyday until he’s back and while you learn to cope with him being gone he nevers sleeps right without you

- He misses you even more than you miss him, he’s a clingy baby and needs your validation that you love him as much as he loves you

- Everyone gets insecure sometimes, including Boktuo and when he’s having one of those days all he wants to do is lie his head down on your chest while you play with hair and cuddle

- Bokuto is the kind of guy who knows he’s going to spend the rest of his life with you, I feel like depending on his mood he’s either antsy to propose or he’s not in a rush because he’s enjoying the lives you two are leading right now

- He’s had the ring he’s going to use to propose to you with for a solid year before it happens

- I also feel like he’d do some shit like pull the ring out while you’re not looking and take a picture to show you on the days leading up to the proposal

- He’ll take you to the beach to watch the sunrise with you and although you’re cranky and complaining that it’s too early to be awake you know the view will be worth it

- What you aren’t expecting is for him to get really serious as the first splashes of blue and pink hit the horizon while he talks about how he never imagined you’d become so important to his life

- He recalls the moment he fell in love with you, it wasn’t anything romantic or particularly cute and it was a little embarrassing now that you think back on it but he remembers the two of you joking around during lunch and him making you laugh so hard you snorted out milk through your nose

- He doesn’t know what it was about that moment but it had stuck with him all these years, he talks about how he wants to spend every morning waking up to you, bed head and morning breath and all

- He thanks you for being so patient with him during his time growing up in high school, he tells you he’s grateful you were there for him when he was feeling the worst about himself

- He starts to choke up as he talks about knowing that he wants the spend the rest of his life with you and that he’ll spend everyday making you the happiest woman alive and making sure you know how loved and appreciated you are

- By the end you’re both crying and when you choke out a yes he grabs you into a tight bear hug and can’t stop smiling the rest of the day

[saetoru]

rating my usernames in all my time on tumblr !!

don’t even bother commenting on how many blogs and urls i went through. i know. i was having a rough time being content okay. let’s not get into it

my first sfw blog

everesteen - i made this url in middle school with a friend. i genuinely don’t know where it came from or what it means. i am almost certain it was an inside joke on something, but i really can’t remember. i posted my first writing on my tumblr i had since middle school with that exact url, and i ran with it for a while before i decided i needed an anime url. i give it a solid 8/10 for nostalgias sake

teesumu - this url was insanely perfect. it was my whole life at one point. atsumu was my whole life at one point. there were times where i genuinely thought he might take sakusa’s place as my top, but i have stayed loyal to kiyoomi. the kiyoomi url i wanted was taken so this was my second choice and i ran with it and it was so iconic. 15/10

itachiyama - i literally jumped through hoops to contact the person who had itachiyama and asked them if i could have it and they were so sweet about it. i honestly felt like god when i got that url. i was on the fence about changing from teesumu to itachiyama but it was such a power move to have a canon url that i couldn’t not use it. only downside is that since it was a canon url, i got drowned in the tumblr search when you searched me by all the itachiyama related posts so i give it a solid 9.5/10

my first nsfw blog

kiyownme - this url is still so close to my heart. someone took it after i changed it and i forgot to save it on a blank blog so i have them blocked now out of pure spite bc i’m salty. this was a wonderful play on his name and it’s very representative of our relationship since kiyoomi does in fact own me. absolute 11/10

saintmanjiro - this was also a url i used briefly on my old nsfw and then after i deactivated i used it on this one for a bit too. it was good. it was basic and stuff, but saintmanjiro sounds rly good and rolls off the tongue nicely. it has a good ring to it. i give it an 8/10

my personal/writing side blogs (very brief blogs)

minejiro - a great play on manjiros name. i love it. this was basically a personal blog that i had my tokrev and mha side blogs attached to when i deactivated and moved from teesumu / itachiyama. i didn’t post a lot on this blog, but popping into peoples inboxes with minejiro as my url was pretty neat. i give it an 8/10 too.

drakensbby - this was my first tokrev side blog url. this was a flashback to when draken was my first love from tokrev. i heavily replaced him so rip king. but i kinda hated this url ngl. it was so basic and everyone said it was cute and all but i was like no. i need a better one. i was gonna get a better draken url once i thought of one, but before that could happen, i went to loving hanma. 5/10

shujisbaby - this url was a step up from the last one, but also not very unique. it was pretty bland. but i am shuji’s baby so this is not exactly a lie, but it could’ve been better. this can have a 6.5/10

shujiphoria - this url was so cute. she was such an icon. she carried my url history on her back with her slay queening girl bossing self. she was such a great play on his name. i loved her. but then she was also still kind of basic bc there were a lot of phoria urls going around so i was like ugh nooo but i still loved her. 9.5/10

hanmine - this was good. it was great. i liked it. it really established my dominance as hanma’s one and only. he’s mine you know. but then ppl kept saying it looked like hanime and i was like :/ so 7/10

katsuphilia - this was my mha side. she never had a url change bc i never rly used her oops. she was cute. she was adorable. you couldn’t go wrong with her. she had a cute theme too. i liked her. 8.5/10

this blog

hoeruchiyo - besides briefly being saintmanjiro as stated above, this was my next url. it was good. i like it a lot. i was having a bigggg sanzu phase at the time so i rly rly liked it. the downside of this one is that since it has hoe at the front, and tumblr ig censors that word a bit, when you searched me, i didn’t show up at first unless you typed like half the url instead of just the first few letters and that kind of bothered me. i give it a 7/10 bc i love sanzu, but not enough to commit to a url for him bc i love hanma and shinichiro more

sakusins - i actually planned on using this as my first nsfw url wayyyy back and then i backed out and then when i decided again that i’d have a nsfw and actually committed to it, i used kiyownme instead. i never actually had a sakusa url under any blogs i went by tee on (i used an alias on my old nsfw), so i thought it was long overdue. i rly love this url and i’m very content with it and i don’t think i’ll be changing any time soon at all. it’s short and cute, it shows up on the search properly, it’s a fun play on his name, and it has relation to my blog content. very great url choice i rly slay queened with this one. 10/10.

[lilydalexf]

Old School X is a project interviewing X-Files fanfic authors who were posting fic during the original run of the show. New interviews are posted every Tuesday.

Interview with Tabula Rasa

Tabula Rasa has 8 stories at Gossamer, but there are even more X-Files fics at AO3 and her website. She writes Mulder and Scully in a very lovely way. I've recced 3 of my favorites of her fics here before: Bird in Snow, Fall: East on M St, and Skuamorph. Big thanks to Tabula Rasa for doing this interview.

Does it surprise you that people are still interested in reading your X-Files fanfics and others that were posted during the original run of the show (1993-2002)?

I'm always extremely pleasantly surprised to get kudos (or, very rarely, a comment) on my old fic, but I'm always happy to see it! I did post them all (I think) to AO3. I'm not surprised people are still reading fic, though. It's an iconic show and now with streaming, it's really easy to watch older shows and natural to want fic about them!

What do you think of when you think about your X-Files fandom experience? What did you take away from it?

XF was my first fandom, definitely my first online fandom, and so it will always have a special place in my heart. Also... I had a great time! I stumbled upon and joined the Scullyfic email list by accident, but it was the best thing I could have done. I learned a lot about how to be a writer and how to be in fandom, and those lessons are still important to me. Foundational. Also, in terms of modern fandom drama, XF was more low-key on the drama (although it didn't seem like it at the time!). But I learned something that's always served me well: find like-minded people, and hang out with them. Don't worry about the rest.

Also... you can't control the show, but you kind of can control the canon.

Because of Scully, I ended up taking a forensic anthropology class in university-- and now I have a Master's in a forensic science! Part of the Scully Effect, and proud of it!

Social media didn't really exist during the show's original run. How were you most involved with the X-Files online (atxc, message board, email mailing list, etc.)?

Definitely mostly email list! I never really got the hang of message boards. Posting fic was exhausting, and tbh I never figured out how to work Ephemeral. I checked it every day, though! I loved, after a new episode, everyone sending in their thoughts and reading everyone's experiences together. Fandom was a lot more work back then, tbh!

What did you take away from your experience with X-Files fic or with the fandom in general?

That fic can be just as good, or better, than traditionally published works. There are works of XF fic that have stuck with me for years now, far more than some books I've read. That fan writers can know the characters better than the show writers. The fandom in general was really smart, and mostly more adult than me (I joined fandom when I went away to college, so I always felt at the younger end of the scale. That was good though!).

Also, my first time reading and writing porn. Not gonna lie, I was shocked the first time I accidentally read smut. But I adjusted fast. lol

What was it that got you hooked on the X-Files as a show?

I was still a kid (now we would say preteen) when the show premiered- I think in middle school. But I was already into ghosts, aliens, monsters, solving mysteries, and I'd already imprinted on the dynamic thanks to Square One (really)! I was also just old enough to start developing celebrity crushes. Hilariously, I did not twig to the fact that I'm bisexual the entire time I was in XF fandom, despite having enormous crushes on BOTH Mulder and Scully. Ahhhh!

Also, my whole family was into the show, but I was definitely the one with the hyperfixation. I used to take notes and record the episodes as I watched. It just had the right stuff and hit at the right time. And I've always been obsessive.

What got you involved with X-Files fanfic?

As a kid I also really liked Star Trek, and someone had given my dad a book about the history of Star Trek, which I read. This included mentions of fandom and fanfic. As soon as I had a private-- and perhaps more importantly fast-- internet connection (in college), I went looking for XF fanfic, and that was that. Hooked immediately. Also I shipped them A LOT so that's what I went looking for.

What is your relationship like now to X-Files fandom?

I tend to not go back to a fandom once I have a new fandom, so I wouldn't say I'm in it. I did hang around the edges for the revival, of course, because I wanted to experience that with the same people, but since the revival was mostly not that great (with a few exceptions), I didn't get pulled back into it. But I still think of the people I knew in the fandom a lot, and always hope they're doing well.

Were you involved with any fandoms after the X-Files? If so, what was it like compared to X-Files?

I've never left fandom, and I've been in a BUNCH: Harry Potter, Doctor Who, Bandom, Supernatural, now CQL/The Untamed and other Chinese-media fandoms, with many smaller ones in between or on the side. I feel like at their core fandoms tend to be similar, although where you host the fandom makes a big difference: Livejournal, tumblr, twitter. I think that because fandoms now tend to be bigger and more diverse (which is good) there tends to be more wank (which is bad). In some of them I was close to a group of people, some of them not. Honestly the best thing is when someone you know from an old fandom is in your new fandom. It's so much fun. I have really good friends thanks to fandom, and I've had them for YEARS. Like. 15 years.

Who are some of your favorite fictional characters? Why?

I tend to focus more on ships than characters, but some of my all-time favs: Scully, Hermione, Sirius Black, Castiel, Lan Wangji, Xie Lian. That's just fandom-oriented ones, otherwise we'd be here all day. :D

Do you ever still watch The X-Files or think about Mulder and Scully?

I don't often rewatch episodes any more, although if I come across an ep on tv I might. I definitely still think about them though! For example, I'm a teacher now, and just a couple weeks ago one of my colleagues mentioned he'd heard the students saying they shipped two of their classmates, and he was like "Ship? I don't get it" and I was like "HOO BOY, do I have a story for you!" And I explained how shipping came from XF fandom, and why. That was fun. I definitely still think about Mulder and Scully too-- I mean, they're cultural touchstones, so they do come up sometimes in greater pop culture. Also, I was in Hannibal fandom for a while, and Gillian Anderson is still The Best.

Do you ever still read X-Files fic? Fic in another fandom?

I haven't read XF fic in years, even the ones I remember as being really significant/important to me. I still have my all-time favs saved on an external HD though! Fic in another fandom- every day lol.

Do you have any favorite X-Files fanfic stories or authors?

Blinded by White Light by DashaK has stuck with me. Mr. and Mrs. Smith and the Ruby-Throated Warbler by I forget I'm so sorry -- that's lasted as my ideal post-canon MSR and as an interesting and different way to tell a story.  [Lilydale note: It’s by rah.] I was always thrilled to see fic by Brandon, JET, MaybeAmanda, Syntax6... and, frankly, everyone on the Scullyfic/ Emuse list. So many talented people in that fandom!

What is your favorite of your own fics, X-Files and/or otherwise?

Things Outside, which is the only thing I've ever written based on a dream, and I'm really satisfied with it. It was hard to write but so much fun to revel in the weirdness. I always kind of wanted to write more because I know a lot more about the situation, but otoh, I like the open, ambiguous ending (usually I am very HEA).

In other fandoms, King & Country in bandom (MCR) and in Supernatural I'm very proud of Hope and Clay. I struggle to write casefics even though I love to read them, but that one really worked out.

Do you think you'll ever write another X-Files story? Or dust off and post an oldie that for whatever reason never made it online?

I don't think I'll ever write something new. There is an old fic that may be done but it was smut so I was too shy to post it at the time. In theory if I find it and it's decent, I could post it!

Do you still write fic now? Or other creative work?

I do! I write fic very slowly, but I do write still! I have a million ideas for stories, but I'm so slow at the actual writing part.

Where do you get ideas for stories?

I usually take a jumping-off point from canon, or of course, something I need to fix or expand on. Or sometimes I start telling myself a story as I fall asleep and the idea grabs me long enough I can manage to write it.

What's the story behind your pen name?

I was getting into fandom and realized people didn't use their real names. I flipped through my history book looking for inspiration, and decided tabula rasa was a great name for a writer. I tend to add an X because it's rare to get "tabularasa" as a username, and the X is indeed for X-Files (so I'm something like tabulaxrasa most places). I usually go by Tabula Rasa or Tab, though. And I still use it because 1) it IS a great name for a writer; and 2) it's not fandom-specific so I can keep it in every fandom.

I identify with it so much I have answered to this name in class (oops). I have a "Tab" t-shirt (as in the soda, but I have worn it to Comic-Con for ease of ID-- better than a nametag!). And my mom got me a necklace with a "tab" typewriter key as a charm, which I adore. Yes, I have accidental merch of myself.

Do your friends and family know about your fic and, if so, what have been their reactions?

As you can tell from the above, my family knows (my family being my parents and sister). They are supportive! I think my mom read a couple stories? But obviously she has to know the fandom to get it... I got my sister into fic, and we even wrote a couple fics together (in Gundam Wing). She's a lot more selective about fandoms, but she's joined fandoms on her own, too. She's just not in one constantly, like me. :p

I tend not to tell not-online friends unless I have felt them out and know they're super fannish, or they bring it up first.

Is there a place online (tumblr, twitter, AO3, etc.) where people can find you and/or your stories now?

Most of my old fic is now on AO3 and I hang out on twitter a lot, @tabula_x_rasa

Is there anything else you'd like to share with fans of X-Files fic?

I'm really glad people are still in this fandom! It will always be so important to me. Thank you Lilydale, for this nostalgia trip!

(Posted by Lilydale on March 30, 2021)

[onemistresstorulethemall]

Winner

Mammon may be a bit ooc here but I find it so hard to write tsundere characters. It physically pains me to do so.

Also, yes, I did use talking about money as part of the foreplay, but... it's Mammon. It would probably work.

Word count: 2429

As always, this is nsfw.

F!MC x Mammon

"Yo, can't you just hurry up and get your ass over here? It's gettin' kinda annoying.", your favorite demon expressed his frustration.

"What's bugging you, Mammon?", your tone was as loving as ever.

"Ya know I went to the casino last night, right?"

"Mhm, I remember all the drunk texts. What of it?"

"Well, I won... And I really wanted to pick you up so we can spend it all."

"Babe, you know how I feel about you spending all your money the day you got them."

"Yeah, yeah, say whatever you want, but I can see the way your eyes light up when I get ya things. I mean, as they should. It's a privilege to get stuff from me, THE great Mammon."

At this point in time his confident facade was actually endearing. You'd give anything to see his smug face again up close and personal. Especially because you knew you could make him drop it and become a red stuttering mess.

"Not gonna lie, I do miss getting randomly told to doll up before you take me out to do something crazy."

"What would ya do without me, my human, hmm?"

"I'd probably have a longer lifespan, but oh well, I'm here for a good time not a long time."

"Hell yeah!", he said before he could register what you actually meant, "Wait! Hell no! Stop saying stuff like that. You die when I allow you to die!"

"Sir, yes sir!", you let out a chuckle.

A small pause followed in the conversation.

"For real though, when are ya coming back? I do miss having you around... I mean, my stupid brothers are bugging me about it..."

"Yes, babe, I miss you too. I can't tell you exactly when, but I've got a feeling it's gonna be soon."

"You better make sure it's soon or I'll come there and grab you myself!"

The next few minutes passed really quick and you found yourself alone again. Ever since you left Devildom it was like a part of you remained there. You weren't whole. And that might have to do with a certain silver-haired demon.

When you got the offer from Solomon to go back you almost squealed. It was unreal. Truth be told, you were starting to doubt you'll be able to return. You may have looked into summoning just so you could hold your favorite demon again... None of that mattered anymore.

When you arrived, in the middle of a council meeting, your gaze immediately fell onto Mammon. You could swear his eyes had a certain glint, as if he was on the verge of tears when he called out your name.

After answering a wave of questions and having the keys of the House of Lamentation tossed at you, it finally hit you. You were going home. So, you decided to have your cake and eat it too.

"Errrm, Lucifer?", you scratched the back of your neck.

"Yes, y/n, is there a problem?"

"Yes. I mean no. Not necessarily a problem, but... it's been a while since I was here last time, right?"

"Indeed."

"I am not entirely sure I remember the way home correctly."

"Ah, I see. One of my brothers could escort you. Be-"

"Aaactually, I was thinking Mammon could walk me home. I mean, think about it. I'm doing you guys a favor. He will be nothing but distracting after I leave. This way you may actually continue the meeting."

The eldest brother seemed to ponder your request carefully, before letting out a sigh.

"Very well. Mammon, you're dismissed."

You mouthed a "thank you" to Lucifer before saying goodbye to everyone and leaving the room. Mammon was absolutely beaming and the moment you were out of Lucifer's sight he embraced you with such tenderness you thought it was a dream and you feared you'd wake up soon.

"My human, you came back to me...", he whispered.

"I...guess I should get going, y/n. As always, it was a pleasure. Let me know if you need anything and I'll see you around!", Solomon waved at you.

"Thank again, Solomon!", you exclaimed over Mammon's shoulder who was apparently not ready to let go.

"Come on, babe. Let's go home."

He took your hand into his and flashed you that smile you loved and missed so much. Suddenly, it was like you never left at all. And you wouldn't do it again if you could help it.

"We'll have a bit of time before the others come home. So what would you like to do?", you asked.

"Oooh! The sequel to our favorite movie came out! You should be grateful I didn't watch it without ya! We could grab some snacks on the way home!"

He was way too excited for you to refuse. Moreover, a cuddle session was exactly what you needed, so you agreed.

Fast forward half an hour and you were cuddled up on the sofa under a blanket in front of the TV. Mammon had one hand draped over your shoulders and another resting on your thigh. His hands were oh so warm and his palms were slightly sweaty. It was cute that he was still nervous around you although you have been an item for quite some time. Whenever you weren't around he was boasting about it like it was his biggest achievement. However, to your face, he could barely look into your eyes as he professed his love to you. One of your hands rested on the small of his back, which unconsciously slipped under his t-shirt. It wasn't intentional, really. You just mindlessly reached for his skin while watching the movie.

"Hey, watch it! It tickles!", he suddenly jolted.

"Oops, my bad. I didn't even realize it.", you give him a faint smile.

"Oh really? Ya missed me so much you couldn't keep your hands off of me, huh?"

"Of fucking course I missed you! Hell, I was about to ask Solomon to teach me how to summon you."

"Can't live without me?", Mammon got closer.

"Life without you would have no meaning.", you reply hoping to catch him off guard.

Although his cheeks heated up, his gaze didn't leave yours, which was quite an accomplishment because not only is your favorite demon shy but he really liked the movie you chose.

"Ya know... It was hard to think of money making schemes when all that was popping into my head was you."

"Well I'm here now.", you kissed him hastily, "Aaaaand... I might have thought of a few ways we could trick... Uhm, sorry. A few ways we could...nudge some demons into filling up our pockets."

His eyes gleamed with desire and you weren't exactly sure if it was greed, lust or both, but Mammon looked positively hungry.

"You're the perfect woman, you know that?"

"Only the best for THE great Mammon.", you chuckled.

He kissed your lips again, this time, more passionately.

"You know, whenever I played poker in the human world, I knew I'd win everytime your pact mark lit up. That's gave me a heads up on when to fold. It was quite handy.", you confessed, "I mean, I also used some of the tricks you taught me. It wasn't exactly fairplay, but I couldn't resist.", you added.

"That's my human. Dry their pockets. How much did ya make?"

He grabbed your waist and pulled you into his lap with such ease it was like you weighted nothing.

"Not too much. I mean, I don't really go to casinos unless it's with you. I just played with some friends. But yes, I did take all their money and they didn't wanna play with me anymore."

"If you're so eager to play why don't we head down to a casino this weekend? I'll get you a dress, all you gotta do is doll up and be ready when I tell you."

The avatar of greed seemingly ran out of patience, taking off your shirt and licking his lips while admiring the view.

"Are you gonna make me gamble away my underwear like last time?"

"Hey, you make it sound like I made you give off your panties to some creep!"

You took advantage of his protest to lean in and go for the neck. In no time you had Mammon whimpering as you pressed soft kisses along his neck down to his collarbone. You licked a trail up to his ear lobe which you then bit before whispering:

"Do you still have them?"

To which he replied without words by reaching under a cushion and pulling out a pair of lacy red thongs.

"Fuck... Did you use them while I was gone?", you asked breathlessly although you knew the answer.

"I had to get off somehow...", he responded in a soft voice.

"Did you smell them, wrap them around your cock or something entirely different?"

"What kinda question is that, y/n!? Where'd that even come from!? Plus, it doesn't ever matter. You're here now so forget about that stupid pair of panties!"

Any other time you'd tease him further, but today was special and you missed him. Also, you didn't know how much time you had before his brothers would come home, so you didn't press on.

"You're right, I'd rather enjoy you.", you reached out and unhooked your bra.

Soon his hands were all over your chest, fondling, teasing and making your head fall back in pleasure.

Without too much thought, your hips started grinding, in search of friction.

"Fuck, someone's needy.", Mammon stated in a low tone.

"Ngh, can you blame me?"

You could hear a laugh escaped his lips.

"No, I guess I can't."

You couldn't take anymore teasing, so you made an effort to adjust your head and grabbed ahold of his t-shirt.

"I could just rip it off of you.", you declared in a separate tone.

"Oi, if you break it, you buy it!"

"So that's why you keep pampering me with gifts? Cause you intend to break me?"

"Is that what you want, princess?"

He knew the nickname would end you. Especially since it's been such a long time since you heard it from him. You kind of despised how willing you were to do anything he asked as long as he called you that. But at the same time it made it all ever hotter.

"Don't make me ask again, y/n.", he added.

"Yes, Mammon. Please, break me.", you started before pulling his top over his head.

In doing so, you messed up his hair but that only made him look even better. Gosh, you were so weak for this demon.

One minute his hands were on your ass and the next your panties were getting ripped.

"Hey, but you said-"

"I know, I'll buy you new ones.", he smirked.

You honestly didn't even care anymore. Desperately, you reached for the zipper of his pants, pulling it down and undoing the button.

Once again he grabbed you by the waist and tossed you around like a doll. His pants hit the floor and next thing you know he demanded you to turn around and bend down.

One hand of his was tenderly holding your abdomen, while the other tangled into your hair. His member rubber against your entry, while his lips got closer to your ear.

"Ready to see what you've been missing on?"

All you could do was moan in anticipation as he aligned himself to your entrance.

"That's not an answer, princess. If you don't tell me, I'm not givin' it to ya."

"Fuck... Yes. Please, Mammon. Hurry up and give it to me. I can't take it anymore!"

His reply was wordless, consisting only of filling you up. The deeper he thrusted, the more your eyes rolled into the back of your head. Damn, you missed this.

Instinctually, you rocked your hips to match his rhythm, although it was hard to match his speed.

Eventually, he grew bored of your sloppy moved and grabbed ahold of your hair.

"Just sit still and take it like a good girl. Ya can do that for me, right?"

Once again your only way to reply was to moan like a slut in heat. But you did comply and stop moving.

"Good girl.", he praised you.

You noticed that the more he goes without it, the more feral he becomes and less inhibited. Maybe you should start edging him when you want him to get rough.

"Fuck, it's like you were made for me."

You were about to let out another moan when a voice made your heart almost stop.

"Hey, y/n, you in there?", you identified the voice to be Satan's.

"Uh... yeah.", you did your best to sound normal.

Mammon didn't stop thrusting into you one second, nor did he slow down his pace.

"We're going to eat soon, so come to dining room as soon as you can, alright?"

"R-roger that!", you stuttered.

"Is everything okay?", Satan's tone was full of concern.

"Mhm. All good. I'm coming soon!"

"Is that so, princess? Ya comin' soon?", Mammon whispered into your ear.

You covered your mouth with one of your hands, biting into it to stop yourself from being too loud and nodded.

"Alright, be a good girl and cum on my cock."

Oh and you did. You let yourself fall into a blissful abyss of pure pleasure where the sky was fireworks and the only music heard was your lover's pants and growls.

He kept going, albeit significantly slower, until you retured to the world of the living. The moment he deemed you conscious enough, he turned you around and sat you down on the couch, more or less shoving his cock into your mouth. You eagerly took him in and hollowed your cheeks around his member, trying not to choke while he was setting the pace, guding your head with one hand, grabbing a handful of your hair.

It didn't take too much effort to bring him over the edge and make him spill into your mouth. With a bit of difficulty, you managed to swallow everything and not leave any mess behind.

In a haste, you got dressed and fixed yourself up to the best of your abilities. Unfortunately, you had to go commando this time.

"If you had been more careful, you wouldn't have lost so much grimm. That was an expensive pair and I take interest, so you'll have to buy me two.", you scolded him.

"Lost? Who says I lost anything? I'm the real winner here."

[purplecatghostposts]

if you're still doing the writing drabble asks, could you please do frenrey and number 3?

Of course!!

—

Everyone has their limits. Human or not, there’s a point where you can’t deal with everything yourself and you need someone to lean on.

Benrey doesn’t reach his easily, but even he’s not immune. Slowly but surely, exhaustion chips away at his resolve until there’s not much left. Benrey might have certain inhuman abilities that make it take a while, but Benrey also has a habit of using those a bit too much.

And now he was running out of stamina.

Everything piled up against him. Benrey and Gordon were separated from the rest of the Science Team, a horde of soldiers had tracked them down and were now actively trying to kill them, and Benrey had died one too many times to count.

Benrey could die and come back- no big deal- but it also took a sizable amount of his energy to do. And as much as he wanted to deny it, he was now running on pure fumes.

Not that he’s gonna tell Gordon that.

The pair hide in a closet, both keeping as still as they possibly can. Outside, mixed voices of soldiers search for them, marching around a bit too close for comfort. Benrey leans against the wall, trying not to make it too obvious that he’s relying on it for support. Gordon stands a foot away from him, gun raised and fixated on the door. He doesn’t take his eyes off of it for a second.

There’s too much tension in the air. It’s suffocating Benrey, making him squirm and it takes everything in him not to say something. When the voices and footsteps of the soldiers get further and further away however, he doesn’t bother to hold it in any longer.

“Seem kinda tense there, Feetman.” Benrey whispers.

Gordon sends him a glare. “Take things seriously for once.” He hisses back. “Our lives are on the line- no, wait, just mine. Because you can’t die. God, that’s why you don’t care, isn’t it?”

“I care...” Benrey mumbles halfheartedly. He doesn’t have the energy to argue further. Gordon scoffs and that’s the end of that conversation. Unfortunately for Gordon, Benrey doesn’t intend to shut up. “Think we can get out of here? Go uh... Whatever it is you do to relax- crawl through vents like a rat? Gordon Ratman?”

Gordon has to take in a deep breath at that. Benrey snickers to himself. Gordon’s always been easy to rile up- all he has to do is spit out the first things that come to his head and Gordon sputters at him. His face always gets so red- s’cute honestly. Makes Benrey want to plant a smooch on his cheek just to see how red he can get. And perhaps for his own personal pleasure as well.

Denying Gordon was incredibly attractive to him (for multiple reasons) was something he stopped doing a long time ago.

“Do you- do you ever think before you say anything, Benrey? Do you even know what a filter is?”

Benrey gives a sharp grin. “I have never had a thought in my life.”

Gordon almost laughs. Benrey takes that as a win. “Yeah, that checks. I-”

Gordon is cut off when a soldier suddenly barges through the door, gun raised and finger on the trigger. Gordon freezes on accident, but Benrey is quicker.

Benrey doesn’t think. He does the first thing that pops into his head, and when he sees the soldier aim for Gordon, everything else is thrown out the window.

Benrey pushes Gordon out of the way. There’s a sharp pain that pierces his side and his knees buckle. Another few shots send alarm through him but when Benrey looks up, the soldier is dead on the ground and Gordon is still standing, untouched.

Gordon lowers his arm, shaking himself. “Shit. Uh, thanks for the-” he turns, eyes going impossibly big when he sees him. “B- Benrey?”

Benrey gives him a shaky grin. “Sick shootin’, Feetman.” One hand attempts to cover up the bullet wound in his side. He refuses to react, no matter how much it hurts. Benrey attempts to push himself to his feet but he wobbles, causing Gordon to reach out and steady him.

“Whoa- whoa! Jesus, slow down.”

“Psh.” Benrey waves him off with his free hand. “‘M fiiine, Feetman. Don’t get your uhhh hev suit in a twist ‘bout it.”

Benrey stumbles to his feet but his head spins. Subtly as he can, he uses the wall for support but Gordon’s gaze burns a hole into him. He notices now, eyes narrowing but not with hostility but rather determination.

“Benrey, you’ve- you’ve died a lot today.” Gordon says slowly, deliberately.

“What about it?” Benrey shrugs, hoping to brush it off and drop the conversation.

Gordon however, is nothing if not persistent. He presses harder. “You’ve been hugging the wall too. You’ve been slower too- less chatty.”

“Been missing the sound of my voice?” He forces out a laugh, even if he gets a sting of pain when he moves.

“Benrey.” His tone is deadly serious. “Are you- are you okay?”

“‘Course-”

“Don’t lie to me.”

His words are sharp, piercing right through his crumbling facade and it all comes crashing down. Benrey’s eyes fall. He doesn’t say a word and it somehow speaks volumes.

“Sit down.” Benrey blinks when he hears it. Sharp, commanding- is he using his dad voice on him? “I’m not arguing about this. Sit down.” Oh shit he totally is.

Benrey drops easily- half because of Gordon and half because his legs were barely supporting him as is. “Let me see.” Benrey lifts his hand off of his wound for a moment. His hand is coated in red, making him internally flinch.

Gordon examines it for a moment, eyebrows knitting together. “Doesn’t look fatal at least but we definitely need to get that patched up.” His eyes drift towards the door. “There should be a medkit somewhere around here... Stay right here, I’ll be back.”

Gordon leaves. Benrey feels like he’s dreaming- there’s no way Gordon is taking care of him right now.

Benrey pintches himself. He doesn’t wake up.

...Huh.

Gordon’s taking care of him and that’s... That leaves a funny feeling inside. It’s not like all the others- the obvious feeling of love burning in his chest when he gets Gordon to laugh- but rather softer. Gentle. Warm and wrapping around him and telling him everything’s going to be okay.

Benrey wants to feel like that all the time.

The sweet voice acts on its own, bits of orange and light blue leaving him but the song is different than he’s used to. More like a loud hum than anything. Colors swirl around him and Benrey relaxes his shoulders.

Benrey doesn’t question the footsteps approaching- no matter how fast they are. He doesn’t even notice the newcomer in the doorway until he hears the gunshot. He jumps, but to his surprise, the soldier that found him now lies dead on the ground. Gordon enters after him, glaring at the body.

“Don’t touch him.” He hisses. And Benrey feels a much more familiar burn in his chest that makes his cheeks burn up.

Gordon glances to Benrey. “You alright?” His gaze flickers to the sweet voice still hanging in the air and back. “What does... Orange to light blue mean?”

Orange to light blue means I’m at home with you. Benrey laughs it off. “Eh, doesn’t matter. You got the good stuff?”

“...I hate that I know exactly what you’re asking.” Gordon holds up the medkit, rolling his eyes. “Yeah, there’s some painkillers in here. You gonna stay still while I patch you up?”

“Mmm... Maybe.” Gordon sends him a flat look. “Jeez, alright, I’ll be good. I’ll be so good- the best.”

“Stop talking, you’ll distract me.” Gordon removes the bodies of the soldiers and shuts the door. He sits down by Benrey, already starting to take out bandages and painkillers. “Just relax. I actually do have medical training, I’ll take care of this.”

Benrey nods. His life is in Gordon’s hands and he has a feeling he’s got nothing to fear.

(Eventually the rest of the Science Team finds them. Gordon startles but is immediately relieved when he sees them. Benrey leans on his shoulder, fast asleep.)

—

These always turn out so much longer than I intend... Oops. Anyways, I hope you like it! Feel free to send another request! I really wanna write short things right now!

[chuuyrr]

❀ headcannons for gon, killua, hisoka, illumi and chrollo with a clumsy s/o that gets flustered easily ❀

Note: thank you for requesting ! sorry it took so long HUHUHU enjoy xx 

(writing this kind of tired me out not gonna lie! five characters ! :0  and it was a challenge for me. i’ll add a gif sooner later, my internet is wonky lol, i’m okay no worries and i actually enjoyed writing this ! ^__^)

Gon Freecss

gon is the type of person who likes to hold hands with his sweet s/o.

the two of you would often hold hands, may it be in public or in private.

gon likes to hug you too and he'd often catch you off guard so it's a surprise. expect the unexpected [name]!

this boy is pretty affectionate when it comes to the one he loves, which is you.

so you were pretty much, a blushing mess all the time.

not that you were uncomfortable with the cute little things he does, you just simply get flustered easily.

your heart just can't seem to function properly from his touch. it always makes your heart race or skip a beat.

you just love it, the feeling, the sparks that it gives you!

gon is quite naive when it comes to your reaction so he'd mistake you for being sick because you'd be red.

"[name]-chan! your face is red and you're warm too!" gon claims, cupping your round face in his open palms. "are you ill?"

you feel your heart melt as your face rests in his warm hands, stammering, "U-UM, NO! I'M FINE!"

gon would often help you with your nen because it was a one of a kind.

you were a specialist, formerly a [nen] user.

it was really impressive of you to succeed it in such a young age, your power nurtured easily in such a short span of time.

it mostly gets out of your control because you can be clumsy at times.

one time, you had activated your nen without even notice!

you were rambling about gon about this [favorite dessert] store you saw.

when you flicked your wrist to wave your hand as you talked, your nen suddenly popped up out of nowhere and your natural reaction was to panic.

"A-AH!" you yelped, "I'm so sorry! I was rambling and I-I just—

gon held both of your hands, causing your heart to skip another beat as he leaned to your face.

this made your nen subside and your face blush red.

"calm down [name]-chan." he beamed a reassuring smile at you. "it's okay. i'm here! now continue what you were saying."

even if you find yourself annoying for rambling about the most random things, gon loved it whenever you ramble.

his eyes would seem to sparkle at the words the fell from your mouth as you talk.

"o-okay!" a smile, too, had appeared on your face.

as long as you are with gon, everything would be alright.

even if you can get clumsy and all that, you try your best to help gon in return. gon always has your back in everything.

"gon! let me help you!" you run up to him, nearly tripping yourself in the process.

"oh, thank you [name]-chan! you're the best!" gon winks at you.

ba dump.. there goes your heart once again.

Killua Zoldyck

killua would often tease you for getting flustered very easily.

you two can just be talking about chocolates, the next thing you know you have a dust of pink on your cheeks.

if he’s a cloud, you’re a strawberry.

he finds this behavior of yours really adorable.

“you’re being a strawberry again [name].” he laughs, causing your face to heat up. 

“shush!” you stammered, puffing your cheeks. 

killua likes to kiss your cheek and nose because of this, it makes your heart practically burst every damn time.

‘mwa’

you really liked his way of affection towards you, you find comfort and a sense of warmth.

asides from being a strawberry, killua also calls you, ‘clumsy strawberry’.

being the clumsy person you are, you’d often lose your balance or footing especially when he starts being affectionate and when teases you.

“come on! hurry up [name] or else you’ll fall behind.” said killua, calling you from a distance. you and killua were taking a hike with his friends, kurapika, leorio and gon.

“alright, alright i’m getting ther— AH!” you shrieked, tripping over a rock in the middle of the path.

“you are such a clumsy strawberry, [name]. but you’re cute.” killua sighs, chuckling as he caught you right on time before you fell frontwards. you were a blushing madman after that.

killua learned to never tease you to the point you’d let your nen loose from being flustered.

you had a pretty strong nen, you were a specialist after all. a former [nen type] user.

one time killua decided to mess with you, calling you cute names and poking your shoulder. it got to the point wherein he attempted to tickle you and when you choked out a laugh from his attempt, you nearly destroyed the room with your nen that had gotten unleashed. 

“OOPS.” you gulped, staring at the [color] aura faintly shrouding your palms. you looked around to see the once tidy room, a complete mess with the furnitures shoved back and downwards.

“i’m so sorry, i am never doing that again!” killua apologized after that, eyes wide. “are you okay [name]?!” 

“y-yeah.” you managed out, stifling a laugh as you scratched the back of your head.

and that’s why killua started helping you control your nen after seeing how powerful it was.

you were clumsy so there are times wherein you inevitably unleash it involuntarily.

killua made sure to help you every step of the way for you to harness that power with your full-control.

killua can be a tsundere and chocolate loving dork but he’s responsible.

“you’re getting the hang of it, that’s amazing [name]!” he cheered, watching you unleash your power under your control. “guess you’re no longer a clumsy strawberry huh?”

you blushed, “hey!”

“don’t worry, you’re still my strawberry.” killua winked, beaming you a smile and a finger gun. 

ba dump.. there goes your heart once again.

Hisoka Morow

hisoka adores his little fruit very much.

you were a one of a kind to be exact, you possessed great power that is even greater than his.

in fact, your strong nen could even become set free from your control because it’s just that strong.

luckily, you are able to control it thanks to his help!

hisoka is a great help whenever you need aid in concentrating and controlling because he makes you calm.

“just focus on me and relax, [name].” hisoka tells you calmly, gently holding your hands, feeling your aura grow and concentrate on your palms as you closed your eyes upon inserting focus.

but your nen isn’t the only thing that he adores.

hisoka adores your bubbly and chatty personality.

he just loves to hear you rambling about your day and the things you saw and did, he loves to listen to your voice, it’s like music to his ears.

hisoka finds it adorable whenever you ramble.

he’d smile and laugh at the hand actions you do as you tell your story.

whenever you talk, he ends up holding your hand. hisoka would run his thumb over your knuckles soothingly as you talk.

that’s when become a tomato.

hisoka likes to do that just to make you blush, he is aware of how easily flustered you can be. 

“so adorable..” you hear him murmur as a laugh escape his throat.

with puffed cheeks, you turn away and pout, “shut up, i’m not blushing. let me finish my story!”

hisoka smiles, letting you continue but not until he plants a gentle kiss on your knuckles. 

“HISOKA!” you squeal, now you were a tomato completely from your intense blushing.

“fufufufu..”

since you can be clumsy, you’d often crash into things. 

in fact, you even end up crashing into hisoka because of your clumsiness at times.

“[name]-chan~~ oh, my— are you alright?” he ends up chuckling at the fact you end up bumping into him as you walk by him holding a book.

“i’m fine.” you held the nape of your neck, “sorry!” 

“what a clumsy little fruit.” hisoka comments as he snakes an arm around you, pulling you into a quick kiss that is enough to make you flustered all over again.

ba dump.. there goes your heart once again.

Illumi Zoldyck

illumi being illumi, he can be quite serious. as you can tell by the way he acts most of the time, he is a pretty responsible individual!

he is the eldest brother in the family after all and a well-trained assassin.

illumi is highly aware of how clumsy you can be so he makes sure you’re alright every time!

he makes sure you don’t get injured or hurt by tripping on something or running into a wall by accident.

if you do get hurt, he makes sure you get bandaged right away or treated.

“please be careful next time, [name]. i don’t like it when you get hurt.” illumi tells you as he applies an ice pack to your bruised elbow. 

“sorry.” you frown. 

“it’s okay, i’m not mad. i just care for you.” he says with a blank, closed eyed smile. 

since you have a powerful nen that often breaks loose from your control, illumi would watch over you, making sure you don’t injured by your own power or injure any people.

he wouldn’t resort in using his needles to manipulate you for you to be able to control it. 

that’s because he cares for you, he loves you.

illumi doesn’t think its right for him to do such a thing to a sweet and kind person like you.

you were pretty much the only one who manages to hold his humanity together. 

you were the only person that he’d be close and affectionate with.

illumi wouldn’t dare to hold someone else’s hand, embrace someone or even kiss them. he’d kill them, it has to be you.

he didn’t actually mind of how flustered you’d get that easily.

he discreetly thinks its cute but no one knows that.

“illumi!” you’d stammer as illumi holds you close to his side as you both casually watch tv together on the couch.

illlumi would ignore you, proceeding to plant a kiss on your head. “shh.” he’d hush you.

ba dump.. there goes your heart once again.

clumsy or not, easily flustered or not. illumi loves you for who you are. 

no matter how dangerous or powerful your nen can be, even if that power can kill him. he doesn’t care.

Chrollo Lucilfer

chrollo’s darling is very fond of his affection.

you honestly but discreetly love it whenever he’s close to you as you two read books.

you feel safe with his presence and the way his touch gives you comfort and a sense of security, it just never fails to make you blush deeply.

you easily get flustered!

chrollo would tease you about it as you kisses your forehead lovingly.

“you’re a blushing mess again, dear.” he states, chuckling at the look on your face.

“that’s because you’re close.” you say in reply, arms folded as you smile and giggle. 

chrollo is highly aware of how clumsy you can be to the point that your strong and dangerous nen could somehow harm others, or worse, hurt yourself.

you makes sure you’re supervised pretty much all the time to prevent any mishaps. 

he has his phantom troupe members to aid you and accompany you for times wherein he has to leave you for a short while. 

chrollo also makes sure you are able to put your nen into practice so you’d prevent it from setting loose. 

he helps you in any way he can and he’s extremely patient when it comes to you.

“you’re doing fine, dear, keep it up. relax and let it flow through you.” he says as you let your aura surrounded you. 

“i got it!” 

chrollo is pretty responsible just like illumi.

despite his capabilities, he never dared to steal your nen from you. even if it could be a safe and right decision for a clumsy person like you who bears such power.

chrollo has faith in you and more importantly, he loves you too much to be able to do that. it isn’t right.

chrollo just loves everything about you, from your looks to your charms.

but most of all...

it was your personality! 

chrollo loved to hear you talk about the things you were so passionate about. he just adores how happy you are and how your [eye color] eyes sparkle in delight!

you may think it’s annoying but it’s not, it was never a nuisance to him. 

“am i speaking way too much?” you asked out of the blue, pausing from continuing your story. 

“no, please, continue. i’m listening, dear.” chrollo says, kissing your knuckles as he stares into your eyes. “you are not annoying, never.”

ba dump.. there goes your heart once again.

“chrollo!” you turn beet red. 

“what?” he tilts his head, laughing. “but it’s true [name].”

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hi can i request a angst where jaehyun and his s/o is an architect will live korea to pursue their dreams while also jaehyun focuses on his idol career

5. “i will support you even though i’m far away”

2. “i cant let us fade away” + “you’re the best part of my life”

Hi! Thank you for requesting! This idea is brilliant that I immediately write them down 💚 Ooh and this will be 85% fluff and 15% angst I’m sorry 🥺

(Angst)

5. “I will support you even though I’m far away.”

2. “I can’t let us fade away.”

(Fluff)

1. “You’re the best part of my life.”

word count: 1,2k words

You looked down at the envelope in your hand. The things written on the paper will change your life forever. You weren’t ready to open it, but not gonna lie, you really waited long enough to know the result of your hard work.

You open the lid nervously, taking out the white official paper inside before unfolding the paper to see what’s written on it.

‘Dear Ms. Y/l/n,

I am delighted to inform you that the Committee on Admission has admitted you to the class of 2021.’

You squeals in happiness when you finished reading the first sentence of the letter. “Mom! I’m admitted!!!” You run out of your room to your mom who’s cooking in the kitchen.

After a mini celebration with your family, you went back to your room, looking back at the letter, feeling proud. Sketching buildings and houses have been something you’re good at, and one of the reasons why is because of your desire to build a dream house for your family to live in. You want your family to live comfortably and happy, with your own design.

While you daydream about what’s going to happen in your upcoming life chapters, a notification pops up from your phone. You peeked into it to see who texted you and you smiled. It’s him.

Jaehyun <3: Hey, are you free for a date night?

You: “Hey baby! Yes, I’m free and I have something to tell you ~

Jaehyun <3: I’m excited! I’ll pick you up at 11, love. See you later ~

“I miss you so much!” Jaehyun hugged you so tight that you have to hold your breath with a smile drawn on your face. “Stop, I can’t breath!”

“Oops, sorry. I can’t help it.” He puts his hands back on the steering wheel and you leaned forward to give him a kiss. After all, you both can only date in his car to avoid getting caught by paparazzi and being careful not to hurt his fans.

Now that his car is parked in the middle of the park, he leaned closer to you while playing with your hand, squeezing it a little bit and your cheeks

“So, what is the thing you want to tell me, hm?” He asked.

You sighed. You were actually afraid that this might not end well because pursuing your dream job means leaving him and that you will be miles away from him without being able to come back home often.

“Well, the thing is... this.” You take out the letter you brought along to show him nervously, a small smile drawn on your face while expecting his reaction.

“Hm?” Jaehyun opened the letter you passed to him and a minute after he read the first paragraph, his eyes lit up in happiness. “Baby, you got admitted!” Before you got to reply he engulfed you in a hug again, slightly moving your body along with him in excitement. “Y-you’re happy?” You asked, voice muffled by being pressed to the crook of his neck.

“Of course! I know this means a lot to you. Going to this university is a dream and now you’re going for it! I’m so happy for you.”

For a moment, you feel like all the worries you have been thinking of were useless. Of course, he would be supporting and happy for you and stuff, but the fact that you both are going to be far away from each other still bothers your mind.

“Thank you for kindly supporting me, hon, but this means I’m going to be far far away from you.” You uttered sadly and he quickly sighed.

“I know. Remember when you first told me that you’re applying and I whined and told you I’m gonna be so sad if you got admitted? I am now. I feel like, you’re already going even though you’re still here with me and your departure will be in like two months?”

You can’t help but feel sad at what he said. A drop of tears slip out of your eye and you quickly wiped it off your cheeks and he immediately panicked. “Oh no, I made you cry! I’m sorry! This waas supposed to be a happy moment for you but I ruined it! Shit, I’m a terrible boyfriend,” he ranted.

“No, Jae. You’re the best part of my life. You’re not a terrible boyfriend. I love you, a lot.”

His look soften when you confessed just like that. He pats your back lovingly while you try to wipe the wetness on your cheeks. “It’s okay, we shall make sure that we will cherish every moment left to make up all the time we’ll be away from each other.”

He runs his fingers through your hair, brushing them against your hair to feel your beauty longer than he usually does. You smiled while keeping the eye contact before speaking out to him, “I will support you even though I’m far away. I will always be your number one fan, Jae.”

“I know it, I know for sure. We’ll keep in touch, right?”

You nod, and when you both hug it makes you sadder than it was already been that you cried on his hoodie that night, feeling sad and happy all mixed together, with him by your side.

The last two months ended with you two spending time more often than usual. His manager made it possible and he was being considerate enough to make his schedule worked for both of you to hang out. He meets you after his drama filming and often offers you to help you preparing your things before you move. Everything was going well and for a short moment, it made you forget that you’ll actually be leaving your family and loved one in a few hours.

Jaehyun stayed by your side before you have to check-in. He waited next to your family while you talked to your other family and friends, him being covered in a mask and a hat. He promised himself not to cry on the day when he would send you to the airport, but he thinks he’s going to fail. And he’s right.

“Aw, look at him, he’s already crying!” One of your family points up at him and he immediately wiped out the tears, embarrassed that your family gets to see him cry.

You smile bitterly as you approach him to give him a tight hug. He hugs you tighter, inhaling your scent before he’s going to miss your presence in the time beings. “I’m going to miss you, for real.” He mumbled against your hair, feeling a little bit relieved when your family left you both to give more privacy.

“Believe me, I’m going to miss you too, more than what you can imagine. Promise me to always work hard and achieve what you dream of, Jaehyun. We’re going to support each other, right?”

He nodded, as he rubs his hands against your back lovingly, before the announcement played on the background, reminding you of how little time you got before actually leaving the country to pursue your big dream.

“I can’t believe you already have to leave,” he sniffles. You laugh in tears, “Yes, I have to, by now. Stay healthy, baby. I’ll call you when I arrive.”

“Goodbye, love.” You waved to him as you drag your carrier with heavy steps, entering the other side while making sure you still see his figure through the transparent automatic slide door until he vanished completely out of your sight.

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