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#but does he really not want more kids That Badly?
thegreymoon · 17 hours
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The Story of Minglan
Who?
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Wasn't she supposed to take Rongjie fishing? This isn't Rongjie, is it?
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I'm pretty sure these are all new characters.
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I mean, yeah, I took a bit of a long break but I don't remember these two at all. They are relatives of the Emperor? Is this the brother whose wife died? But if so, who is the woman?
Anyway, let's get back to the kitchen fight! Imagine embarrassing yourself so badly in front of the Emperor's relatives, LMAO. I'm here with all the popcorn 🍿🍿
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State Uncle Shen? 🤔
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So, not the Imperial family?? I don't understand who she is married to, then. I must have grossly misunderstood something in her conversation with Minglan.
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LMAO, so many dead birds with one stone 🤣🤣
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LMAO, you should practise makeup as well 🤣🤣
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LMAO, I don't think there is enough ability in the world 🤣🤣
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Quit while you're ahead, girl.
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OH MY GOD. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?
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AGAIN??
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Oh? 👀
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This is new, lol! The ones before here were all, "Give me a path to live, let me fuck your husband!" and this one is the first to go, "Give me a path to live, I really don't want to fuck your husband!" 🤣🤣
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Minglan is not a doormat but she chooses to be kind when she can.
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They are lucky.
Also, I love the implication that this girl had already slept with Tingye's younger brother in the Marquis Manor and that they are now trying to stuff her into his bed too. Gross 🤮
If I were Tingye, I'd be too disgusted to even get it up.
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I am obviously a much bigger fan of Minglan than Tingye, but I can't help but feel a bit bad for him 😅
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Whenever he tries to get her to flirt or teases (hints, lbr 🤣🤣) that she could use her charms to get him to do anything for her, she gets all serious and says, "Never mind, then! I wouldn't want to indispose you!"
He really wants her to lean on him, he wants her to be free and genuine and loving and playful, but she just refuses to bite and keeps him at arm's length all the time. Yeah, she does all her wifely duties perfectly, but she gives him nothing more than that and he wants so much more.
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Wait, is it Manniang?
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Are they talking about Manniang??
Smh, I had forgotten all about her 😠 Things were going too well, of course she had to show up to stink up the place.
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OMG, Minglan, noooooooo 😬
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Poor guy, the way his face drops as he listens to her 😢 From the happy, smiley expression when she acknowledges that he is good to her, to... this.
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She just keeps digging that hole deeper and deeper 😬
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Poor Tingye, is he even aware of how little she thinks of him and how much she insulted him here? He must be, he is Changbai's best friend and he is intuitive enough to know what was going on in that hell house.
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The amount of damage shitty, selfish, immature parents do to their children is insane.
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If they were living in modern times, she would torch her entire relationship with this attitude and a therapist would earn a fortune dealing with her daddy and attachment issues. She has so much contempt towards men in general (understandably) and has definitely started her own marriage out on the wrong foot.
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heart4buddie · 2 days
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Tidbit Tuesday: What He Means
It starts like this: Buck turns around and sees the most handsome man he’s ever seen putting his shirt on. His eyes trail down the man’s stomach and his mouth suddenly feels dry. Buck is no stranger to his feelings for men, but it’s been awhile since he’s felt this strongly.
So he does the mature thing and does his best to rile Eddie up. He acts jealous and pulls Eddie’s metaphorical pigtails. But he knows deep down already, this is a slippery slope and he’s falling already. So he chooses his words carefully, finding safer ways to say what he really means.
When he tells Eddie, “you’re my problem,” what he really means is: “you’re so freaking hot and competent and I want to kiss you so badly it’s driving me crazy.”
He tells Bobby “we might end up real close” and he thinks, “if we survive this I want to get real close to him.”
When he says, “or you know. You could have mine,” he means “I can’t believe we survived and I would gladly get on my back for you.”
Buck finds out Eddie has a kid and his heart beats double time. He looks at Eddie’s son and tells him how much he loves kids. When Eddie says that his mother isn’t in the picture, Buck almost fist pumps. A good father who loves his kid and is single? Buck wonders if that means Eddie’s straight or if he can still hope for him to be bi.
Then Eddie turns down the girl at the bar and tells Buck that she wasn’t his type. “Not mine either. Not anymore.” Which could just mean, he’s looking for something more serious, but what he means is “you’re my type.” His arm brushes against Eddie’s while they walk and his whole body tingles at the contact.
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bonebrokebuddy · 1 year
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So, my favorite canon explanation for the continued design choice of the brightass yellow bat symbol on Batman’s chest as the suit has gotten darker and darker is that it’s a target.
If a criminal has a gun and a massive black shadow comes at them, in their fright they’re going to probably shoot at the bright yellow target in the center of Batman’s chest, the purposefully most armored piece of his suit rather than blindly shooting at weaker areas of his armor, like the joints. It gives the criminals something to point and shoot at that’s not civilians or weak points in his armor.
But here’s the thing.
The utility belt is also yellow.
So, going with that logic:
He want them to shoot at he dick?!
Is that what he wants?
He dick be shot?
Why he want shot his dick?
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ewwww-what · 3 days
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I like to think that Gorgug hangs out with the seven the way Zelda hangs out with the bad kids. You know that horrible awkward feeling where you only know one person at a party? It’s like that but everyone else at the party is inseparable and they keep teasing you (in a good-natured way) with jokes you don’t understand, and all you can do is smile and nod and try so hard not to embarrass yourself in front of these people you perceive as way too cool for you.
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lemongrab (Starts vibrating so hard i explode)
i do think pb is calm now but i dont think she likes wizards. i dont know. i dont know. and i saw how she treated lemongrab, she didn't really like him either. like. you all saw that. peps didnt want to see that he didnt want to think about it at the time, how they were treating the actual literal heir to the throne and also just how they were treating this man, he didn't realize. he didn't. and now. and . dont .get me talking about lemongrab. or i will talk. for ever
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pep: you ate your brother lg: lg: you won't have that problem pep: i could eat you lg: try it
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antigone. jean anouilh.
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quotations from antigone: a tragedy by jean anouilh. translated by lewis galantière.
comic panels in order are from: battle for the cowl 3 (x3), batman annual 25, batman and robin 5, batman and robin 6, battle for the cowl 3, batman 416, battle for the cowl 3, battle for the cowl 2, batman annual 25, batman and robin 6, under the red hood, battle for the cowl 3 (x2), batman 427, lost days 5.
#jason todd#anyway mmmm still turning it over in my mind BUT#antigone + her sense of principle such that she's willing to take her confrontation with creon to its logical extreme#she knows he'll kill her & it's not that she welcomes it but there's that sense of fatality: she's more tied to the dead than the living#she's basically daring creon to have her excuted in the same way that jason is challenging bruce#jason demanding the mourning for his own corpse. antigone buries her brother but jason is the avenging unburied ghost#come to DEMAND burial. and yet he's also alive so he's also antigone who has a choice - or does he???#and then dick's got his own antigone side re:principle but in this fight he's sister ismene#ismene determined to stop antigone from getting herself killed but also angry with her#and feeling like if she would just LISTEN then she'd see that ismene is right and sensible and has all order on her side#to her everything that antigone wants sounds like chaos and the breakdown of order#and that mmm i feel like there's this consistent thread where we kinda dance around the question of well. /is/ jason suicidal#he puts a gun to his head. he lets go of the train. and yet back then as a kid he wanted to live so badly!#again like antigone who seems to be hurtling herself toward death and yet it's not really what she wants and yet and yet#anyway many thoughts still much confused but. we'll see.#my comic art but we are using the term ''art'' loosely#since it's literally just copy-pasted comic panels with. like. bad highlighting occasionally sfdsfds#dick grayson
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bluastro-yellow · 8 months
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there's only one end-of-the-day debrief :'( ?!?
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I really. Should sit down and figure out what to do with Shilo in my Fourth World canon
#Shilo norman is the fourth world character most aggressively screwed over except for maybe forager#It's hard for me to get a hold on him and that's because no two takes on him have been remotely the same#And I dont want to default to mr miracle v1 canon like i normally do bc shilo's backstory in that REALLY didnt age well#I like the source of freedom's take on him best I think but it completely loses his connection to scott and also fuck n'vir free#That leaves like. Mr miracle v2's shilo. Which is just.#Well. Choices were made#There's a reason most ppl have ignoreed mr miracle v2's take on shilo's personality and backstory and just kept him becoming mr miracle#I think my biggest problem with Shilo is that what I find interesting about him is not at all a character angle canon wants to explore#Ie I like the idea of Shilo as a mortal among gods#What does it mean to pick up a mantle that's shared with/was previously held by a god?#I rlly liked the initial thing in mr miracle v2 where rhey made him create his own tech for the suit bc he didnt have a motherbox#To me that's FAR more fascinating as a concept than what they ultimately ended up going with re: motherbox accepting him#Which I always found badly executed anyway like I think it was a really bad move to try and draw direct parallels between shilo and scott#I'm sorry a teen runaway mom leaving her newborn kid at the doorstep of an orphanage is not a betrayal!! Tf did you want her to do!!!#Anyway. Moving on#And then the source of freedom did away with the godly aspect of the mister miracle legacy entirely#And I rlly do like how cutting out scott enabled the story to focus on thaddeus brown and issues of race#The source of freedom is a very good take on shilo but still#I cant help but feel dissappointed nobody has rlly seemed to see shilo the same way as me ie a man among gods#Idk I still havent read all shilo comics im missing some notable exceptions so maybe I'll find it yet#But this lack of interest in framing shilo the way I believe would be the most interesting rlly does make it hard for me#To figure out what to do with him in my canon#My posts#Shilo norman
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kingkonoha · 6 months
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“What? You’re married? And you’re a dad?”
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Yuji finds out that 𝐆𝐎𝐉𝐎 has a family. — same au as this ♡
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Yuji Itadori wanted to know more about the world’s strongest sorcerer, who he was lucky enough to have as his teacher.
The two of them walked along the sidewalk peacefully after completing a bit of training.
As Yuji devoured his blue popsicle, his wide eyes stared at the side of his teacher’s face.
Despite the black blindfold covering his ocean blue eyes, Gojo could feel his student’s eyes on him for two minutes straight.
“I’m surprised you haven’t bumped into something yet,” Gojo spoke up, breaking the silence as he smiled slightly. “Why are you staring at me? Something on my face?”
“No, I just had a question I wanted to ask you — can I?” Yuji tilted his head a bit.
“Don’t be silly, of course you can. What is it?”
“There’s a ring on your finger.”
Gojo was silent for a moment, but his amused grin widened. Eventually, he said, “that’s not a question, Yuji.”
“I know, I know, I just . . .” Yuji hesitated. After all, discussing such a personal topic with someone as superior as Satoru Gojo could have been disrespectful. Even so, he took his chances anyway. “Are you married?”
“I am.”
“Really?” Yuji smiled excitedly. He tossed his discolored popsicle stick in a nearby trashcan, and continued his late afternoon stroll with Gojo.
“Yeah, I’ve been married for eight years. Our anniversary is coming up pretty soon, actually. Think I’ll plan some sort of trip.”
“Wow, that’s really cool! Who are you married to? Do I know ‘em? What are they like?”
Due to his unwavering grin, Gojo felt a burning sensation in his light pink, blushed cheeks. Thinking about you had always resulted in him smiling so much, his face would hurt.
“You don’t know her, but Megumi does. Her name is Y/N, and she isn’t a sorcerer anymore, just an ordinary person who enjoys ordinary things, and I love that more than anything. Our daughter is-”
“What?” Yuji suddenly halted his footsteps.
“Hm? Something wrong?” Gojo questioned as he stopped walking, turning around to face the shocked boy.
“You have a daughter? Like an actual kid?” Yuji paused. “How come you never mentioned any of this before? How old is she? I wanna meet your family! Why have I never met them?”
“She‘s four,” Gojo laughed softly, and started to resume his walk along with Yuji. “Guess I had no idea you assumed I had no family, but it’s fine, you can meet them anytime you want. Wanna see a couple of pictures?”
“Yeah!” Flashing a bright smile, Yuji eagerly waited for Gojo to unlock his phone and scroll through his photos.
After only a couple of seconds — as it didn’t take the older man any time at all to find a photo of the two most beloved people in his life — Gojo handed his phone to Yuji, showing him a recent picture of the three of you hanging out at the park.
“Oh man, is that your wife? She’s really, really pretty, and your kid looks like the perfect combination of you both! Well, I guess that makes sense because you’re her parents, but it’s like fifty-fifty! She has your eyes, but Mrs. Gojo’s hair . . .” Yuji zoomed in and out of the photo as he rambled on, even taking it upon himself to search Gojo’s photos for even more pictures. “No way, is that Mrs. Gojo and Fushiguro? Fushiguro looks so young!”
“Yeah, he was around seven years old at the time. Me and Y/N were just dating then, but I knew I wanted to marry her. Best decision of my life.”
“When can I meet them?” Yuji asked, his brown eyes sparkling with hope.
“Why do you wanna meet them so badly?” Gojo reached out and grabbed his phone from Yuji, who had started to scroll a bit too far.
“Well, isn’t it obvious?” Smiling, Yuji paused. “You’re kinda like family to me now, I guess. So, I wanna meet the people you cherish the most, ‘cause I wanna cherish them too.”
Gojo didn’t say another word. Not to Yuji, at least. Instead, he hummed with satisfaction at his student’s kind words, and pulled out his phone, scrolling through his contacts until he found yours.
“Hi, baby,” Gojo greeted you over the phone, “Would you mind if I bring a student of mine over for dinner? He really wants to meet you . . . he’s not allergic to anything . . . Okay . . . That works for us . . . Tell my muffin that I’ll be home soon . . . I love you more, bye sweetheart.”
“Okay, we-”
“Great! Which way is your house? Which way? Is it this way?” Yuji excitedly started to run off in no particular direction, and Gojo couldn’t help but laugh.
While Yuji said he simply wanted to cherish Gojo’s family, Gojo knew that it was a bit deeper than that. After all, as far as Yuji was concerned, he had no one. He craved the domestic nature of a loving family. He was all alone.
Once they made it to Gojo’s home, Yuji excitedly greeted you with a hug as if he had known you his entire life.
He adored your food, laughing and chatting at the dinner table.
He adored your home, carefully admiring your decorations and asking plenty of questions.
He was also kind enough to help out with the dishes, and play with dolls with your daughter afterwards, using silly voices as he truly got into the role.
And, later on, when he saw Gojo grab your grinning face and shower it with kisses, and his little girl happily run up to him as he picked her up, tickling her as she giggled, Yuji silently hoped that one day, he too would have a family just as loving.
But, he didn’t have to observe the happy family from a distance much longer, as, suddenly, you and Gojo waved the boy over, and wrapped your arms around him in a silly, loving, group hug.
And he felt loved.
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— PART III —
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greenglowinspooks · 2 months
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Thinkin about a DCxDP where Danny’s helping ghosts find peace while he’s laying low in Gotham.
Like, he moved away from Amity for whatever reason. Maybe the reveal went badly, maybe he just couldn’t stand staying any longer. For whatever reason, he’s in Gotham, because the rent is cheap and he’s nowhere near the strangest thing there so no one looks at him twice.
However, this city is cursed. Like, cursed beyond cursed. It’s actively alive with how many curses there are, and the ghosts there are extremely unhappy about it.
(Of course, that’s not a problem for Danny. His ghost side filters out the toxic smog and the chemicals in the water, and his human side gives a resistance to the rank ecto and the hexes that are actively trying to devour him.)
He doesn’t really want to do anything about it, to be honest.
He’s sick of playing hero, considering how it went last time, and he’s busy working at Waffle House or Walmart or whatever other store doesn’t bother doing a background check (in Gotham, that’s probably all of them), and maybe trying to find a way to get highschool credits that don’t immediately disqualify him from every college in existence.
Still, the ghosts know he can hear them. They know, and they keep coming for help.
So, hey, why not? He definitely can’t put this as experience in any sort of job application, but he really doesn’t have much else to do.
So, he becomes errand boy for a bunch of ghosts.
Sometimes he’s finding objects that are important to them, sometimes he’s giving evidence they collected together of their murders to the police, sometimes he’s getting them the last meal they never had, sometimes he’s just spending time with them like they’re not dead.
The ghosts don’t always move on, but they’re always more at peace. Occasionally they pay him back in charms and blessings and the locations of valuables that he can keep or pawn for cash.
Eventually, a new ghost shows up.
She looks like a shadow, like all the ghosts of Gotham, but she seems stronger than usual. She asks him for a favor that those who came before him were never able to fulfill.
She asks him to find her engagement ring, and give it to her son.
Easy enough, he thinks. It’s a bit of a pain to buy the ring from the seedy pawn shop it’s in (he would usually just steal it, but he doesn’t want to implicate her kid in anything, which she seems grateful for), but everything’s going mostly alright.
Then, she tells him who her son is, and wow, no wonder no one’s helped her yet.
He’s Red Hood. The guy who is(/was) the crime lord in charge of crime alley. The title sounds a bit stupid to Danny, but he’s still a genuine threat to a living person.
Good thing he’s not one of those.
And so, the next time he sees Red Hood out and about, he goes right up to him. The man seems mostly unbothered, but Danny does notice how his hand slightly drifts towards one of his many weapons.
He tells Red Hood outright that he’s there on behalf of the man’s mother, then just holds out his hand with the ring inside, dropping it into Red Hood’s open palm.
Then he leaves, not waiting for a response.
Jason has a mystery on his hands, and he might just cash in some favors from Babs and Tim to figure it out.
He’s got to find the guy who gave him his mother’s ring, and find out everything he knows.
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allurearia · 2 months
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Hidden rings
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Theodore nott x reader
Where Theodore is scared to propose in fear of trapping you
Tw: miscommunication, marriage? Boner joke and I think that's it
Ft: badly Google translated italian
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It had been five weeks of unspoken tension between you and Theodore you weren't sure what caused it but it may had something to do with Luna and Pansy's wedding last month.
"You know when you and theo get married you can say we have officially tied the nott" mattheo uttered in his drunk state. This draws a series of laughs from the group excluding your boyfriend who only gives a faint smile "we'll for sure think about it matt, but I don't think any time soon though" you sighed patting his back. A short silence follows as none replies to your comment
You start to feel tense as if you've triggered something among the group, "I'm gonna go get some more drinks none more mattheo though, you want something love?" You asked as Theodore slowly shook his head as you start to stray away from the table you can hear faint conversing between Enzo and Theodore in what you presume to be italian
"Uh, ha appena detto di non farlo presto??"
"Uh did she just say not anytime soon??"
"Sì, ha fatto merda, cosa stavo pensando!!"
"Yes she did shit what was i thinking!!"
"Ehi, non è poi così male, forse stava solo scherzando?"
"Hey it's not that bad maybe she was just kidding?"
"Chi scherza su queste cose, Lorenzo, è evidente che non è pronta per il matrimonio"
"Who jokes about these kind of things lorenzo it's obvious she isn't ready for marriage"
"Can you two stop talking in Italian i wanna be able to understa-"
You guys were fine before this did something happen?? Was theo slowly falling out of love with you?? You weren't sure but hell you were scared. You thought back to the conversation
"Does theo not want to marry me? Does he not see a future with me in it?" These thoughts had plagued your mind as you had recalled what Theodore had said about marrige in your guy's 6th year, back when he was only starting to open up to you.
"My mother was always bounded by the chains of her marriage, her dreams only to be crushed by a simple "no" from my father so marriage really isn't on my to do list right now"
That's why you had always managed to avoid the topic of marriage with Theodore he didn't have any plans to get married when you two met which crushed your hope a bit but you were hoping he would come along not once had you guys brought up marriage but now since everyone around your age was getting married it was becoming harder to avoid the topic.
It's been a little strange these past five weeks the reason being Theodore keeps taking you to dates at fancy restaurants it's a relief he has the generational wealth to cover all these expensive dates,sure you weren't complaining but Theo's just been off he keeps giving you one word answers and only makes noises when you ask for his optinion. Which brings you to today getting ready for a gala his family was invited to to keep up their reputation, ofcourse you going as Theo's date
"Hey love?" You called out for your boyfriend
Who got finished dressing just 5 minutes before and was now staring out the window with his hands shoved down his pocket.
He hummed in response. "Which necklace goes along better with my dress?" You asked as you held up two different necklaces "whichever u think best amor" he shrugged. You were starting to loose your patience but still held your tongue back as you did not want to start a fight right before heading off to the gala.
As you both arrived hand in hand people greeted you and called you the perfect match for each other for what seemed for the 100th time it wasn't even half n hour into the gala and you were drained, you had guessed from how tried you looked because Theodore had excused you both from the table and headed towards his mansions garden with you trailing right behind him. Theodore nott the same man who was acting like a completely different person the last few days still made sure you felt comfortable first you were so inlove with him that you weren't sure how long it would take for you move on from him,
it almost felt wrong for you to be mad at him.
As you both were slowly walking hand in hand in complete silence through the gardens you suddenly stop walking making him turn around in question with eyebrows raised
Now.
"Why have you been so distant theo?"
"Mio amor what-"
"You know what i mean so let's just talk it out like mature adults instead of avoiding this!!" You didn't mean to yell at him but you wanted answers .
"Bella per favor let's not do this here i promise I'll explain at home.."
At this point tears had welled up in your eyes
This is it he doesn't want to do this here because he wants to break up
You slowly nodded as you tried to contain your tears you really did not want anyone to question why mascara was running down your face while heading out.
Theo had slowly taken your hand back in his as he put them in his pocket a habit that had always comforted you despite mattheo always saying theo looked like he had a boner, it felt safe knowing he has your hand safely tucked into his pockets as you started to unwind your fingers suddenly your hands feel around something like a hard....
Small
Velvet
Box
You keep moving your hand around to feel the solid better, Theo's eyes widen slightly as he yanks your hand out of his pocket. Both of you stared into each other's eyes.
"Theo is that a-" you trail off shifting your eyes back to his pockets when your return back to face he's hung in low "this was not supposed to happen.." he mutters slowly with a string a Italian curses still averting your gaze, his deep breaths visible due to the cold. You quickly wrap your hands around his neck still trying to comprehend the situation "love...look at me" he slows meets your eyes with a sense of nervousness and shame "this what not how it was supposed to go.." he says
"Is that what all those fancy dinners were about??" You questioned still not breaking eye contact theo grumbles "this is why I wanted to do this at home"
You let out a small smile " and here i thought you were breaking up me!"
"What?!?" Theo questioned "nono Cara mia why would you think that??"
You raise your eyebrows as if meaning to say *really? Your asking why?*
"Ok stupid question, Bella I'm so so sorry I was just really nervous since we never spoke about the subject and that day at the wedding you said u didn't want marriage for a while it just really scared me Enzo and the boys convinced me to try anyway since they had already picked the ring and didn't want their so called hard work to go towaste i never wanted to make you feel-"
He got cut off as you placed ur lips on his
"How could I not amor? You've all I ever wanted i just never brought it up because I know how you thought of marriage especially after seeing the one your parents went through" you confessed.
"Tesoro, yes I did, i resented marriage for a long time seeing what it did to my mother, i was afraid I would not be a good husband that I would slowly become like my father but then... You came along and i realised how grateful i would be if I woke up next you everyday" Theodore revealed
"I guess we'll have to take up mattheos suggestion soon then won't we?" You teased as you slowly turned around to look back inside the mansion.
"I think we should head inside it's freez-" you turned your head back
You froze (quite literally)
Only to find Theodore nott
On one knee
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MY FIRST FANFIC WRITING EXPERIENCE WOO
This is not proofread so if u find a mistake pls do tell me<33
This scenario was HEAVILY inspired by @noosayog kageyama tobio x reader fic make sure u go check that out :))
This scenario was in my head for weeks before i caved in 😭😭
Ps: any interaction with this post will be rewarded by a kith<3
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thinkin about polite gaz being... not so polite when he realizes you're attracted to him. 
not like you let it slip on purpose. he only catches on because he's teasing you and flirting with you and he gets playfully physical and pins you against a wall. he does not miss the way your breath catches in your throat or the way you flush. bit submissive, aren't you?
his attitude changes instantly. he bets you he could keep you pinned right there. hell, he bets he could pick you up, toss you over his shoulder if he wanted to. when you ask him (a bit too breathlessly) if he'd really do that, he smirks at you and says there are plenty of reasons he might have to pick you up. makes it easier to show you who's boss, yeah?
your face gets so hot you think you might actually pass out. you fucking bottom.
he leans in, getting closer this time so you can't shy away; you have no choice but to hear him clearly. "you think you could handle being thrown around?"
if it killed you, you would die happy.
"how about i just throw you into bed instead?"
please, you squeak out.
his eyes gleam and he chuckles. "say please again and it'll be the floor."
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he's not kidding about being able to pick you up either. or throw you. the moment he has a chance, he's definitely getting you into bed. and he's definitely enjoying how you squirm.
can i ask a favor of you? he asks, so politely, like he's not literally on top of you, pinning you down.
literally anything. you would do literally anything he asks.
"say please again. for me."
you stutter.
"you asked quite nicely for me to throw you. so if i ask, would you beg nicely for me to do other things?"
oh god. oh god. you're glad you're laying down, because you're sure your knees would give out if you were standing up.
when your brain reboots, you stumble over yourself to say yes, absolutely, please kiss me, please tear my clothes off, please hold me down and have your way with me--
god, he really likes that look on your face. he is really going to enjoy you. 
"you really are an excitable little thing, aren't you?" he says, smirk widening as his hand traces along your hip.
is that bad? you ask him.
"it's really hot. almost makes me feel bad for everything i want to do to you."
no, please, don't feel bad, you tell him. you immediately shift, trying to press yourself up against his body. you want him to use you for everything he wants. everything.
"so eager. can't wait, can you?"
no, you can't. you'll die if you have to wait. you try and fail to reign yourself in and be so fucking needy. you fumble with the buttons on your shirt, undoing them one by one, impatient and frustrated. he just smirks at you, letting you get yourself all worked up. just leans back and watches you, enjoying the sight.
when your mind catches up with what your hands are doing, you stall out on the last button. then, finally, he gives in and reaches forward to unhook it himself. then he yanks the whole shirt out of the way.
"good girl. god, you're cute when you're so red like that. you're really into this, aren't you?" his voice is sultry as his caress moves down to the button on your jeans. really just takes his damn time, enjoying how the slower he goes, the more desperate for him you get. but the way your hips twitch when he lays his hands on them has him fighting demons.
"that's it. keep moving. keep squirming." his voice is low and slow--he's trying to keep himself under control as much as you are. he wants so badly to grab your hips and just fucking rail you into the mattress, but it's more rewarding to be patient. how's he going to hear more of those sounds, see more of your desperate ploys to get under him, if it's all over right away?
obviously you have no such reservation. the moment he has your jeans unbuttoned, you're wiggling out of them and flipping onto your stomach, pushing your ass up in the air and fucking presenting yourself to him. please, you beg him, losing your goddamn mind, you can't take it anymore. can't he just...?
gaz damn near short-circuits at the image of you with your ass in the air. he barely manages to stop himself and weigh whether he should deny you a little bit more to heighten the anticipation.
fuck it. he can torment you more after he's inside you. multitasking.
you squeak in delight when he plants his hands between your shoulder blades and pushes your top half into the mattress, dragging your hips up toward his. he pushes you down, fitting his body over yours and putting his mouth next to your ear. he whispers right in your ear. "say please again."
please, please, please, you'll do anything, you tell him, wiggling your hips at him.
and he plans to take you up on that offer.
he leans in close, his breath warm on your skin. "good girl, he tells you. obedient girl."
you've never wanted to be under someone so badly.
your easy submission has him grinning. "are you a good girl all the time or just for me?"
for you, you mumble, hot with shame.
he pulls himself back even more and puts a knee on each side of you, pushing your legs apart. it gives you a shot of dopamine so intense you almost can't keep your ass up. 
"are you being good right now?"
you could be better for him, you tell him, so much better.
he likes the sound of that. it's getting hard to think, having your legs open and right there and he's trying to hold himself back but who wouldn't fall for the temptation he's experiencing right now? "how much better?"
you tell him you could please him more if you knew what he liked, if you could focus on him, if you didn't need more right now, if you didn't need him inside you so bad. your hips twitch again as you ramble, almost mindless.
"i like it when you speak so earnestly," he tells you.
that approval sends another shot of dopamine through you, and your hips buck against nothing. he hasn't even touched you there and you feel like you could finish any moment just from his voice. you're gonna die if you can't have him right now.
he's breathing heavier now, eyes fixed on your opening. his voice almost wavers, heavy with implication. "how bad do you need me, darling?" 
you start to dissolve into begging again--god dammit, he said he wanted you to beg and he's not even doing what you want, what you're begging for--and he interrupts. "you're going to ask properly first."
of course he's gonna make you fucking say it.
you beg and plead in every way you know how, promising every debased act you can think of. when his fingers finally press up against your heat--a teasingly light brush at first, and then a firm press--you dissolve into a mess of broken cries and pleas for him to keep going.
obviously he keeps talking to you in that low, sultry voice, telling you what an impatient little thing you are. chastising you. just another way to flex a little more power over you, and you're so weak for it. and then for that, he praises you.
"such a good girl," he tells you. "you want more?"
you open your mouth to say yes, you want everything, but then he presses his fingers in just the slightest bit, fingertips splitting you the slightest bit, and all you can do is keen. you rock your hips back into him desperately, sliding his fingers into you, and something in you snaps. you tip over the edge. oxytocin floods through you, your legs lock up, and shameless sounds fall from your lips. gaz's breath catches as you finish. then he grins.
gaz pulls you up to him fully and lies down above you. kisses you on the mouth and then trails his mouth down your jaw to your ear. "that was perfect," he says, breathless, and unashamedly horny about the fact that you just came on the second knuckles of two fingers.
you stare at him in muted shock yourself. you can't believe you just... you really just came like that? what's wrong with you?
"how about this," he says in a low, smooth voice. "since you were good, why don't you lay back down and let me fuck you properly?" he lifts your legs off the bed and raises your hips toward him. "let me do everything i want to you."
you swallow and nod, not trusting yourself to speak without squeaking.
"good girl." this time there's no hint of teasing. his eyes are hungry. "let your man take care of you."
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𝐓𝐖𝐒𝐓 𝐒𝐞𝐥𝐟-𝐀𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬
Feat: Riddle, Leona, Azul, Kalim, Vil, Idia, Lilia Bonus: Floyd, Jade, Jamil, Rook, Epel, Malleus
Riddle Rosehearts
Riddle’s face was almost as red as his hair, not out of anger but rather…
[Oh my gooodddd, stomp those tiny feet again, Riddle! Give me that pout~]
Really… should he do it again? Out of nowhere? Well, let’s take a walk to where you clicked then…
[Yaahhh!! So cuteeee!!!]
Well at least you didn’t think him badly for being angry out of nowhere… whoops, he wasn’t supposed to idle like that.
Ahh, why are you moving on to another character? Cater? That good for nothing? The naughty ADeuce duo? He's almost turning from red to green in envy!
Leona Kingscholar
Leona was supposed to be ticked to the brim but definitely not with you. His ears are red from your nonstop rambling while you keep on poking his avatar right on his ear.
[I wonder how it feels like to play with his ears, ah, maybe I should help you clean it too?]
Don’t. Twitch. Ears. Else the player might notice this and question this one new idle.
[Thinking back, I kinda wanna try stepping on his tail like Yuu too~]
Don’t. Swish. Tail. What? Is he a masochist or what? Well, if it’s for you then he wouldn’t mind it.
Wait wait, why are you checking out Ruggie and Jack now? Hey, what do you mean Ruggie has cuter ears and Jack has a fluffier tail? Why do they look so proud? Are they asking to be minced?
Azul Ashengrotto
Azul might break out of the avatar restraint now. You’ve been talking about how you want to squeeze the kid him, round and plump, you quoted.
Why did you find his past appearance adorable?
[Honestly, I kinda want to lift him and his hiding spot and boil him as a takoyaki filling]
Now that made Floyd and Jade snickered. Azul was internally panicking but his avatar did not show him breaking a single sweat.
[Or maybe gather all his ink whenever he cries]
For your pen?
[But I do think squeezing his plump octomer form is the best~ Oh well, he had lost all those baby fats]
And back to how you ramble about his round self again. This was supposed to be disheartening but why was he blushing?
Wait wait, don't look away from him, no! Why are you going to Floyd? And Jade too? He knew Floyd won your heart but allow him to worm into your heart at the very least. Please let one of his three hearts rest in you!
Kalim Al-Asim
Kalim was nodding non-stop at your ramblings, or should he say, wishes. He was really happy that you were taking him as your magic lamp!
[And then, I want you to lace my body with lots of glitters, made of gold!]
No hard task, he just had to grind all that gold into some sort of fairy dust for you!
[Oh! And I want to try swimming in a pool of golden coins like Uncle Scrooge! I wonder if it'll hurt and uncomfortable as I think...]
He was in the same boat with you. You'd have to be careful when diving into the pool! But you can try sleeping on it though you should be careful, just in case the coins swallow you whole!
[And a carpet ride every night~]
Roger that! Tell him more of your wish, will you?
Eh? Why do you stop wishing? No! He will guarantee you that he will make it all come true! Please do not doubt him! Ah... it's because you two are in a different dimension? Screw this barrier that separates you two then.
Vil Schoenheit
Yes, he knew he was unworthy of your praises but he couldn't help but enjoy bathing in it!
[Look at your hair... and that make-up! Wow... truly is the fairest one of all!]
Oh please, no matter how much you compliment him, he could never compete with you beauty-wise! You would always be the true fairest one of all!
[Aha! Look at those heels too, contribute a lot to your height, and make you look so pretty!]
Even a prominent actor like him can't cover his natural reaction which was the growing blush on his face!
Eh? Rook? What does he have to do with him? Too in love with his words more than the beauty in front of you right now? No no no, you must look at him only and no one else!
Idia Shroud
If anything, he was glad his hair did not turn pink! From the way you kept on poking his avatar and patting his head, it made his heart tickled. He was no longer stuttering because the system wanted him to, but because he himself was nervous!
[Oh, show me that one illustration... Kyaaa! Why must you be so cute biting on your sleeve??? It's so inviting!!!]
Ah? That one? He couldn't help but feel embarrassed as you zoomed into his face and examined his hair. Truly, this was too much for his heart!
[Oh oh, and your masquerade costume is so pretty! It makes you look so pretty ffs!]
Ah, it was pretty uncomfortable to wear but he's glad he didn't take it off, not like he can do that anyway. The system won't allow that after all.
Everything feels nice so why are you changing character now? Wait wait! Have you checked his other card? No no no, why is that little shortie fae here? Don't close on him, please! He might want to try hacking your phone soon!
Lilia Vanrouge
Oya? You'd like to dress him up? Kukuku, looks like green and pink would work well on him~
[And... I think we can try curling his long hair, can we change the hue from red to pink like a color wheel?]
...Curling his hair didn't sound bad. Maybe he should try it sometimes and see if it suited him.
[Oh! And I'm gonna hang him upside down like the bat he is! My cute little bat, let's fist-fight!]
You really are an enigma huh? One moment is a sweet and docile lamb then the next moment you are a bull. Hm? Malleus? Why talk about him so sudden? Didn't you say he is your number-one favorite from Diasomnia? So why are you looking at someone else now?
𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐒:
Floyd Leech
God of Shrimpy~ Keep on poking him, he loves it! Ah, you love his teeth? And his droopy eyes? And his laugh? Hehe, you really love everything about him huh?
So why do you even bother looking at the others? He's going to hug you tight for this silly!
Jade Leech
Ah, he is quite the gentleman, no? Hm? You'd like to keep him as your butler? Why that is quite the generous idea that you allow him to manage your daily life~
With a small dose of love potion in your daily tea every day, he's bound to have you in his arms soon, well, if he ever finds a way to pull you into this twisted wonderland.
Jamil Viper
It truly is an honor to be considered as someone reliable (from babysitting Kalim) and acknowledged as an attendant who could shield you from any danger, truly. He is ready to put his life in line for you so why?
Why are you saying that there's someone else who might fit the position as your attendant more than him? And that person being that slimy eel no less!
Rook Hunt
Ah! This is amazing! To be able to charm you with his words and let him worm into your heart is truly a blessing! Would you like him to write you a poem detailing your beauty?
No no, mon chèri, you shouldn't grace those who are unbefitting of it, don't you think it's a waste to spare the other your grace? Allow this hunter to save you from that trouble.
Epel Felmier
H-huh? You want to dress him up? Naturally, he hates being treated as a doll, a girl no less! But... the idea of you helping him dress and helping him with makeup... he can do this. It is your way of gracing him after all...
Huh? You want to dress Lilia up too? Why? Because he's cuter? Oh no, there's no way there's someone who is prettier than him, look at him, look at how pretty he is in this dress!
Malleus Draconia
If anything, he will always hear you compare him and Riddle to the 'Queen of Heart' and 'Maleficient' from your world. You will praise him for being able to stand on the same level as the actress' beauty which makes him feel giddy.
But boy is he sulking when you start rambling about Riddle and the big-headed Queen. You will dote on him and Riddle back and forth.
Can't you just dote on him?
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cheeseceli · 7 months
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SKZ arguing over the bill
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Pairing: ot8!skz × gn!reader (individually)
Genre: fluff
Request: yes!
Warning: mentions of food, reader never pays lmao. Changbin, Chan, Seungmin's were heavily inspired by "Telling your Stray Kids boyfriend you can’t afford to eat out with them" by @ronnierites . If you don't allow this pls lemme know and I'll delete this post. Not proofread
A/n: that's kinda a new format, hope you guys like it! And this have been on my to do list since forever lol sorry for the wait
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Bang Chan
Doesn't want you to feel uncomfortable
But he wants to spoil you so badly
Would let you pay if you were uncomfortable but he wants to make sure you get it he would love to pay for you as well
"You know Chris, I can pay for it."
"I know."
"So?"
"I'd rather do it. But thank you baby."
"But-" you stopped talking once you saw his card swiping. You truly should be used at this point "oh."
"Why do I feel like you're unhappy?"
"It's not that I am not happy, it's just that you always pay."
"It's my pleasure."
"But I don't know, I don't want you to think you're being pressured or something like that."
"Babe, I don't feel like that at all. Don't you worry. You're always doing so much for me, that's just a little 'thank you' of mine."
You gave him a little smile and proceeded to hug him, feeling safe in his warmth.
"I'm so lucky to have you."
"I should be the one saying it."
Lee Know
Bro you don't even spare a chance
He's paying before you even have a chance to take your wallet out of your pocket
I'm surprised you even try tbh
"Should we ask for the bill?"
"Oh, I already paid for it, don't worry."
You looked dumbfounded at him while he was finishing his food. You didn't see him talk to a waiter and you're sure he didn't pay for it before you two had your meal.
"What? When?"
"When we were asking for the dishes. Didn't you see it?"
"No?" you tried to recall the moment with no success "Why would you pay? I feel bad that you pay for everything all the time. I don't feel like reciprocating enough."
His eyes soften and a little smile comes to his lips while he watches you pout. If only you knew how much you did for him.
"Hey, look at me. It's okay. You already reciprocate with everything you do. That's already perfect"
Changbin
He pays with the money, you pay back with kisses
Sorry but that's his boyfriend duty
He is physically incapable of not paying for everything
"Hey baby. I'm off work in 40 minutes. I'll pick you up so we can have lunch, okay?"
You were glad that for once you were on a voice call with him instead of being in a face time like you'd usually do. This way he didn't see the way your smile dropped so quickly.
"Um, I don't think I'll be able to."
"Oh? Why?"
"I'm kinda... broke right now. I haven't received my last payment yet."
"Okay? What does that have to do with anything?"
"I don't want you to be the one who always pays for our things. I should be able to pay sometimes."
"You don't need to. That's my boyfriend duty. You know I don't mind, I actually enjoy it quite a lot."
"Still bothers me though. I'd hate to not contribute at all."
"You can always cuddle with me and shower me with kisses. That will make me happier than anything money can buy."
Hyunjin
Stop he'll be like genuinely so sad if he can't pay
He would let you pay if you were really insistent
But then he'll go like :( and you would let him take the bill out of pity lmao
"Hyunjin, stop looking at me like that."
"But darling, I can pay. You know it doesn't bother me."
"Just this once, let me pay, okay?"
"Okay"
"...Jinnie I really need you to stop that."
"I'm not even doing anything."
"Oh God" you sigh and let your head fall, knowing the man beside you won the argument once more "Fine. You can pay."
He didn't waste a second, swiping his card as fast as possible just so you couldn't have the time to change your mind. After he payed the meal, he took your hand in his and started to walk in the direction of the restaurant's exit with a triumphant (and really sweet) smile.
"I swear I don't get why you like to pay so much."
"My love should be treated as royalty, and that includes me paying for everything you wish for."
Han
Bro is offended
Believes with all his heart that he should be the one paying
Tries to distract you when the time to pay comes
"Were you paying while I was in the restroom?"
"... perhaps."
"Han."
"Baby. You know I like to pay for you."
"But you do that all the time."
"It's my way of showing love! If you ask me, I actually don't think it's enough. It's the least I can do."
He could see in your eyes that you weren't convinced. Unfortunately (for you), he only saw that as an opportunity to spend even more money. Maybe then you would believe him.
"C'mon, lemme show you a little bit of love. You can pay me back with thousands of kisses if that's what's bothering you."
Felix
He loves to pay.
If he could, he would pay for absolutely everything that you could ever want or need.
But if that's something which really bothers you, he will let you pay as well
Tries to do that "the one who invites is the one who pays" thing and fails
"Felix. Don't even dare."
He looked at you confused until he realised you were staring at the credit card in his hand, probably hoping that it could disappear before the waiter came back with the bill.
"C'mon, it's just a small lunch. I can pay for it."
"No. I invited you. I pay."
"Actually, if you think about it, I'm the one who suggested this place."
"Two years ago."
"Still counts."
"Not as an invitation though. I'm the one who asked if you wanted to come here."
Felix sighed, knowing he wouldn't be able to convince you of otherwise. If only he could.
"Okay. Next time it's on me."
Seungmin
LMAO sorry you're 100% not paying
Don't even try
Boyfriend duty pt 2 except he is even more dedicated somehow
"Why did you bring your wallet?"
"I wanted to pay for this one."
"... why?"
"You always pay for everything."
"And I don't plan on stopping so you can take your wallet away."
"Minnie, please. I don't want you to be the one who always end up paying for everything."
"But I want to. I wouldn't mind paying for every single thing for the rest of our lives. So you can't take your money away of my sight because I'm paying."
"For the rest of our lives huh?"
"Don't tease." But you didn't miss how the corners of his lips lifted once he thought you weren't looking anymore.
I.N
Rock, paper, scissors. The winner is the one who pays
It's funny and neither of you can complain about the outcome of it because it's technically fair
Except you always throw scissors first and never noticed it
And Jeongin doesn't have the heart to tell you
"We should change this game."
"No way" he said while giving the money to the cashier whilst trying to hide his grin from you "Not my fault you are horrible at this."
"Seriously though, I think you're cheating. It's impossible for you to win every single time."
"How does one cheat at 'rock, paper, scissors'? Besides, you won yesterday."
"After losing at least 50 times. And I got to pay for some ice cream. It's not the same as paying for a whole meal."
"Get better at this and maybe you get to pay for a whole meal one day. C'mon, we can have some milkshake now. Maybe you'll win this time."
You had a feeling you wouldn't though. He was sure you wouldn't.
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sujikuna · 11 months
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[ 18+ ] DILF IN JEALOUSY! — TOJI FUSHIGURO
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“hmm, think ya could fuck her or sum?”
SUMMARY. toji fushiguro hates those dumb college boys who can’t leave his pretty baby alone.
DILF COLLECTION. guide . . .
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"i feel like you don't really have a boyfriend, do you?"
you sigh, for the tenth time in the night, he has repeated that same question for the past three hours. you want to go home so badly but you're stuck in a library with this annoying egotistical jerk who has done nothing but get to your nerves.
"im not single, how many times to i have to repeat myself." you glare at him, "now can you fucking focus? for godsakes, i wanna go home." you ranted to him clearly he still didn't give a fuck as he just darted his attention away from you paying attention to whatever catches his eye.
you tap your fingers on the table to get his attention back, "hey, can you please listen to me? so we can both go home." you were offered to tutor him for this semester, you accepted because you were getting paid and you earn extra points if he passes. the only problem is, this asshole does not listen. he did nothing but flirt with you the whole evening. the library is quiet and this is torturing you. "did you even read the book i sent you yesterday?" you asked.
he let out a lazy groan, "nah, it looked boring."
you look at him in disbelief, "then how can y-" you were about to confront him when he cuts you off, "your boyfriend. does he go here? is he a medical student? fine arts? or engineering?"
you had enough of him, "no, he's a grown-ass man with a fucking kid, for heaven's sake will you shut up and listen." his eyebrows furrowed at you, "you know you don't have to lie to reject me, jeez woman." you didn't fight back, it'd be worst. you can't bear him anymore. you just figured to just talk and teach whether his listening or not to get this over with.
after another hour the session was done, "you can leave."
"shall i drive you home?" he offered. you quickly shake your head without looking at him, "no, thank you." he's persistent, "im serious, it's late, your allergic to men or something? if you're that worried send your location to someone."
you think twice, it's 10 in the evening, and it's not very safe for a woman to be alone at night. he's probably the more safer option. so you agreed. just one ride. you told him the name of the building you live in he laughs and told you that it's close to his place. like you cared. he even went on to offer a late-night snack dinner close to your place but you refused to say you were tired. you're lucky he didn't force you on that.
it was a silent car ride while music was playing. you went to your bag to check your phone since you haven't since the afternoon. your lips parted when you saw the notification on your phone, and that's when you realized that you forgot to reply to toji and you forgot to tell toji that you were spending your whole night with a guy he doesn't know of.
21 missed calls and 17 messages.
you quickly called him without thinking about completely forgetting the fact that you were in the car with another man. he answered after three rings.
"wow, i didn't know you knew how to fucking call."
he's mad. uh oh. you bit your lower lip trying to find the right words to answer him.
"i forgot to check, im sorry." you start, "um, what are you doing now? is there a problem?" you tried to change the topic, you even lowered your voice so the guy inside the car with you won't bother. but you're pretty sure he is hearing everything.
you hear him scoff on the other line, "you're asking me? the fuck are you doing? where ya at?"
should you tell the truth? he would know if you lied. but he'll get more angry if he found that another guy is taking you home. "i'm ..." you mumbled, "..um"
"you're mumbling," he said in a monotone.
you sigh, "in the car, right now, um, going home." telling the truth hoping he would calm down. "car? you don't know how to fucking drive." toji states. you roll your eyes, there's no escaping him.
"someone offered a ride," adding, "cause it was late."
"who?"
"someone i know, toji."
"i asked who?" he was not fazed nor impressed by your actions and words.
you bit your lip, hard, before answering, "just a guy from college."
"for fucks sake," he grumbled, "give the bitch the phone."
your eyes widened, no, you look at the guy you were with, and his eyes were focused on the road, you tap his shoulder and he replies with a hmm you then pass him your phone signaling him to take it and talk as you put it on speaker for you to hear. his one hand on the steering wheel and one holding your phone.
"kid, why are you with her?" he didn't even hide the annoyed tone in his voice. the guy replied with a chuckle, "she agreed for me to drive her, can't leave a pretty woman alone in the library at night, can i?" he was teasing toji more, you can tell.
"alone in the library? why the fuck are you two there? ya following her so sum?"
you darted your attention away from them because you felt bad for not updating toji.
"sweet girlfriend didn't tell you?" he glance at you before speaking, "we were together all night actually, sir, have i told you how smart of a girl your woman is?"
oh my goodness he's making it worst.
"give the phone back to her," he ordered, "we'll talk later, looks like you have a lot of stories to tell me." with that he hangs up the phone and you let out a deep sigh in annoyance and embarrassment.
"so, that's the boyfriend?"
you can see your building from here, you arrived, you didn't answer his question but you tell him to drop you off now.
"he's very," he stops for a second making you look at him, "controlling. that's bad for relationship."
you stare at him and scoff, "the fuck do you know?" it was your cue to leave his car. the car didn't drive away till you reach the inside of the building. you really felt tired and just wanna rest. you can't handle toji now.
as the elevator reaches your floor, you walk to your unit, and toji.
toji was leaning against the wall just outside your door. he didn't notice you. he was looking down. how long has he been waiting?
"toji? what are you doing here?"
his attention finally went to you looking up, "oh, the friendly woman is finally here." he mocks you not looking very pleased, he looks sleepless and annoyed.
"im tired, baby, can we just fight tomorrow?"
you feel very sleepy. too tired to say sorry, explain, or whatever. as soon as you open the door you went inside your bedroom and to bed. you feel toji following behind and closing the door.
you feel him lying beside you, "im sleeping here, okay?" he asked for your approval, that's not a very toji thing to do, "why are you asking for consent?" you asked, now eyes close, you couldn't really see what his doing, all you know is that his beside you.
you feel him wrap his arms around you but you were already drifting to sleep, "that's not a very nice thing to do baby," he whispers, what you did, not responding to me all day, and i find out another guy is taking you home and that you spent your whole night with him?" you feel his breath on the back of your neck, "that's not how you become a good girl."
you feel him plant kisses on your shoulders, "but, we'll talk tomorrow."
the next morning you woke up without toji there. you figured his outside since you hear the tv on from the living room. you decided to wash up first before going to him. mentally preparing yourself because you know he'll scold you for last night.
when you go out of the bedroom you find him watching an action movie on netflix while drinking coffee, a newspaper beside him. classic toji. you sat on the couch he was sitting on but not beside him cause he might still be pissed.
"morning babe," you greet him softly and he hums in response, you bit your lip holding up for the correct time to start a conversation, his eyes never leaving the screen, "um, where's megs?"
you start with a small talk, "left him with his mom to check up on you." oh. now you felt bad. it was supposed to be toji's week to take care of megumi. it was a decision made by both parents. they go in an alternate way of parenting.
"are you still mad? im sorry, i should've told you."
"you could've." his gaze went to you, "why are you so far away? sit here." he placed the mug down and signaled you to sit in his lap which you immediately do so. he planted a kiss on your forehead when you were comfortably sitting on him, "so, tell me about it."
he's asking about yesterday.
"he, um," you start, thinking about how to say it without any misunderstandings, "he's failing, badly, and he needs help, the prof said that if i can help him pass i gain extra points in the final grading and they're paying me to do it."
"so?" he wasn't satisfied with that answer he wanted to know why you agreed for him to take you home, "you couldn't call me to pick you up. you let a dumb boy take you home? is that it?"
"im sorry," you pout, "it was late, i forgot to call you and i thought that it was safer for me to go with him rather than take the bus this late." you explain.
"this bitch like you?"
well, he did try, is it still relevant to tell him? you think. toji doesn't look angry. he just wants to know if anybody hits on what’s his. “i told him several times that i had a boyfriend!” without even saying it first you defended yourself in an instant, you don’t wanna look bad to him. 
 “so he did.” toji leans back, “you seeing him again?” you think first remembering how it was supposed to be two sessions, “we have one more session before exams,” telling him honestly. 
“too bad, you can’t go.” his not asking or pleading with you to not go, his telling you you’re not going. “hate it so much when they think they can get you.” his hands softly caressed your face. “you get me?” 
 you nod in response, “good, tell em now your ass is not seeing him.” 
 you sent your prof a message that you won’t be able to attend and teach the guy because of personal reasons. 
 after a long week of exams and school, you can finally rest. toji knew you were tired. so he promised to take you out to dinner after everything is done as a reward.
he booked a table at a very fancy restaurant. very much like toji.
“i gotta go to the bathroom, sweets.” he suddenly lets you know as your lips curve to a smile letting him know that it’s okay.
into five minutes of toji being gone, you play with your food in boredom. you feel someone touch your shoulders assuming it’s toji you tilt your head to look at the person.  
"haven't seen you in a minute." 
oh god, it's him. the annoying college boy. 
 you glare at him, "my boyfriend's here." 
"where?" he mocks you and laughs sitting at the chair across from you where toji was at 5 minutes earlier. “i failed the exam you taught me, ms. tutor.” he starts, “you didn’t come to our next session, kinda offended.” 
your forehead furrowed, “that’s my fault?” 
“i guess bitches are not very good at being tutors.” he throws an insult and for the next 3 minutes you try to shoo him away but he wouldn’t budge. it was after those minutes toji’s big presence filled the room. “didn’t tell me you invited someone.” 
toji sat on the chair beside you giving you a questioning look and you shrug at him telling him that you have no idea why the man is there. toji kisses his teeth, his attention turning to the man giving him a smile, “ya got a head, kid?" 
the man scowls at toji feeling attacked, “i'm not a kid." 
“you always know how to bother people,” your boyfriend starts, “hmm, think ya could fuck her or sum?" he continues shortly laughing, your eyes widened at his words. vulgar.  
“why don’t we try? maybe then she’ll have a good reason to leave your old ass.” the men fought back. now smiling taunting toji. 
toji raised a brow, “that so? should i tell you something? ya know this woman right here can’t even suck half of my dick if i don’t shove it inside.” you look down shutting your eyes in embarrassment but you felt toji’s eyes laid on you for a second. your eyes open and widened when his hands grip your legs moving up towards your core. “something wrong, sweets?” he asked looking and acting dumb-folded.
you try to grab his hands attempting to stop him because of the humiliation but he smacks them pushing them away. "behave now, sweets." he whispers his eyes fix on the man facing him. 
he didn't stop there, "ya wanna know her favorite position?"
you feel his hands push your panties to the side to touch your core. he starts messaging and caressing it while talking to the man, you only bit your lips to stop the moans that want to leave your mouth. 
"this is the way you treat kids? sir? an old man trying to fuck with a 20-year-old." he jeers at toji resting his head on the palm of his hand his showing him the lack of respect he has for him as an older man, "that sounds kinda dumb, don't you think?" he adds. 
you grip the side of your chair when toji pushes two fingers in. he hasn't even moved them yet but his fingers were huge that your clenching so much already. you can taste blood on your lips from how hard you're biting them. 
"god, i wanna punch the sense out of you." toji starts moving his fingers, he starts slow, but it didn't last because his pace gets quicker every second to the point where juices leak out of your pussy, "it's really funny how your face is as big as my arm." 
you feel like cumming, you try to hold it. it'll be messy and you still have dinner to finish. toji is not cooperating. he knows that it's too much but for toji there's no such thing as too much when it comes to him fucking you, whether it's his fingers or his dick. he stopped to move his fingers to massage your clit with his thumb allowing you to calm down but he didn't pull out his fingers yet.
"im better than you." the boy states he sounding annoyed and offended by toji. his finger form to a fist. it was a public place. if he knew better he wouldn't start a fight here, you know toji is just taunting and teasing him. 
"pretty boy is annoyed now?" toji throws another gibe at him, "i hear you bothered her again, it'll be my fist kissing your face, now walk away kiddo" his lips curve to an unbothered smirk, and he leans back giving the boy a serious look, toji was territorial. the man took the call and accepted defeat when he stands up and walks away with an annoyed frown displayed on his face.
it was then that he started thrusting his fingers again turning his head to face you, "am i doing it right?" you don't know what he meant, you just know that you wanna scream right now and you can't stay still anymore. you couldn't talk back anymore you just felt something building up in your stomach, toji knows you're about to cum, he knows you so well.
"shush, it's okay," he assures you, "you can cum." he enjoys how you try hard to stop the pretty noises you usually make. he enjoys seeing you suffer under him. he never stops fingering you until you reach your limit, he never cared where you were or how the situation is. not being able to take it anymore, you let out a quiet moan when you came, it was enough for toji to hear. 
he pulls out his fingers and licks them, making you look at him in disgust, "oh my god toji!"
"what? can't take my baby's juices now?" his lashes fluttered, "you came so much with just two fingers baby." toji adds, "now, shall we take this to the bathroom or the car?"
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DP x DC AU: Letters and Paper goods are easy to store, and therefore, easy to hide. Danny has drama to monger though.
Tim Drake becomes a ward of Bruce Wayne at the same time the Drake Corporation is crumbling, and his father's health is declining. Dana, his father's physical therapist turned new wife, isn't optimistic these days, and Tim can read the writing on the wall.
Times have changed and Bruce and Dick are treating him with kid gloves. Jason Todd is alive again, been there suffered that. Young Just-Us has proven yet again to be his true family... But Bruce 'welcomes' him home the second the fake uncle is sniffed out.
So, Tim rationalizes, If Drake Corp is going down, then so shall the reason he spent his childhood abandoned. The many, many archeology digs his parents left him for over the years and their many, many stolen historical pieces. Tim is ready and able to get rid of them all.
He first returns the artifacts that have obvious origins to the people with whom they belong. Then it starts to get a little hazy as to where each item stolen is from. The paper goods are the hardest to place.
Years later, Tim has almost completely emptied his parent's old home of their stolen goods. By now, he runs a fortune 500 company and is working as Red Robin. Going through the last of the archives means going through the very last objects his parents ever preferred over his company, and he can't wait to be rid of them.
A glowing green envelope however... this one he feels compelled to keep. He hadn't known it back when he started this project- but somehow his Parents had found objects drenched in the essence of the Lazarus Pits. And it wasn't just one letter, it was dozens and dozens.
Tim Drake knew it would be risky to move them, but he needed to get these letters to an ex-league member to understand what the language of the dead was trying to proclaim.
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Danny hates a fetch quest but apparently Ghost Writer is having a bad day. It starts with Danny running by the guys library to have a chat when all of a sudden, the question of certain... ghost relations... came up. Danny is always more than thrilled to hear about how the various ancient-as-in-old ghosts interacted with the Ancients-as-in-yikes ghosts.
Ghost Writer finally admitted to the monarch in training that if he wanted to know so badly, that he could track down Clockworks old letters. They'd been scattered well before Ghost Writer could properly work on the ghost archives (read: was still alive), and it wasn't until he'd long worked on the library that such affairs were noted as missing.
The potential for gossip was just too good! A call home to Sam, Tuck and Jazz to let them know he was on an adventure, and then Danny flew off with little more than some hints by GW and an annoyed nod of cryptic agreement by CW.
Danny goes about wondering Gotham as himself, not yet seeing the need to be Phantom, when he runs into the very guy he was looking for.
"Hey- you don't happen to have a shit ton of letters written in the language of the dead do you?" Danny smiles as innocently as possible as he watches all seven stages of grief play out on the guy's face. Then something changes and Danny can tell that this guy is like, scary competent.
"I do, however, I was double crossed and a shit ton of assassins are on their way to try and take them."
"Uh... Bummer for them I guess? I'll just take them and go- I don't even really need to keep them if you want em back-"
"Assassins. They won't exactly leave empty handed."
"Huh. Well... Wanna come with? These are supposed to have some pretty juicy drama in them." Danny awkwardly places a hand on the back of his neck.
A knife being thrown in their direction was enough to get this guy to make a decision.
"Let's go spill some tea then."
Danny grins as he pulls the guy through a rapidly drawn portal, ignoring the wide eyes he makes. Turns out his name is Tim, and walking him through afterlife drama is the best- how does he know so many dead assassins??? One of these letters is about a guy who took Tim's spleen??
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