#don't listen to them op i love your joke I

[frmisnow]

˙✧˖ ?! — KEEPING YOU IN BED (CAUSE I'M DOWN BED). - MDNI !!!

— ‧₊˚ — 🍵 : "wonder where your colleges think you are, they'd never guess i'm balls deep into you huh"??"

summary. going to work on your boyfriends single day-off already sounds like a death sentence, things only become worse when he makes it especially hard to leave the bed.

notes. SLEEPY HORNY KOOK AASHHSSHSH my roman empire... 😭 SORRY FOR THE TITLE I HAD A LIL GIGGLE OKAY ???

warnings/includes: (NSFW) dom! jungkook x f! sub! reader, starts sleepy + wholesome, turns a lil unhinged..., pounding, overstimulation, he's just a bit mean in second half (but we love it)

you rub your eyes, the morning sunlight blinding you through the sheer curtains - soft and rhythmic breathing audible beside you when you look over you find your boyfriend's chest rising and falling slowly, one of his arms still wrapped around your waist, in pure peace still somewhere in the deep roams of sleep.

after all it was his day off, a rare sanctuary in the hectic schedule of hislife, and yet, there you were, inching away from the warmth of his embrace, preparing to face the day ahead.

but as you attempted to free yourself from the tangle of sheets and limbs, a sleepy murmur escaped him, a half-formed quiet plea, "just few more minutes" His arm instinctively tightened around your waist, drawing you back into his tight hug, nuzzling his face to your middle body. quick little peeks placed all over tummy, almost like rubbing his face over you, his hands lazily tracing circles over your sides, "just a little longer"

he shifts his position, now completly lying over you, trapping and preventing you from leaving, wrapping his arms around your neck, "love you so much" whispered into your nape.

you giggled in response, your hands hugging his back, travelling under his shirt, rubbing over the skin gently, "you're trying everything to lure me in longer huh"

kook smiled sleeply against your skin, his head moved to your shoulder so he could look at your face better, lips roaming over your collarbone, settling on them for a split second, "is it working?"

"don't know, might have to try a bit harder" you answered in a joking tone, your fingers tracing light patterns on his back.

he squints his eyes, a faint smile on his face, raising his eyebrows, "oh really?" fake innocence added into his tone.

you were stupid.

in fact very much so.

out of experience you should've known that jungkook has an unbelievable amount of sheer competitivness inside him and if you unleash that - you're pretty much fucked.

you should've recognized that familar grin, you should've recognized those wandering hands of his that would do anything just to prove you wrong, just to remind you that nobody doubts him without well- consequences!

those consequences may include: him in the beginning softly manhandling you (in his own way y'know) which turns into him throwing away any sense of tiredness or gentleness he had before, sentences like "feel me fuckin pounding, listen to it" or "so much fuckin cum" rolling over his tongue as he overstimulates you over and over again.

damn well keeping that clock on the night stand at the corner of his eyes, just to rub it into your face, "how easy it was to get you to do this" or "wonder where your colleges think you are, they'd never guess i'm balls deep into you huh"

and oh he's looking for answers from you too, "what are you gonna tell your boss now?" half mumbeled half groaned as he slams into you once more chasing that 3rd orgasm, obviously knowing you're way to brainfucked to understand think about even responding.

"should've kept your fucking mouth shut, don't you think?" and all you can do in response is whimper and moan like a little bitch.

weirdly enough that's what satisfies him - the slutty expression on your face, the way your mouth stays slightly parted, the way your pussy tightens around him, the way your tits just fit so easily in his hands like they were made for him (which he'll openly say 2!), the way you sound, the way your body looks when he fucks you senseless - everything about you like this is so endearing to him and worth repeating over and over again.

he can be real sweet after, acting like it never even happened, bringing you breakfast to bed while you were lying bare trying to regain your brain acess again, innocently saying smth along the lines of: "i called you in sick for today" then adding, "it's not like it's worth going anyway might just spend the day with me" okay whatever you say kook :3

[lilmashae]

ﾟ+*:ꔫ:*﹤perverted!roommate — y.jw

cw: pervert!roommate jungwon, 1/4 plot + 3/4 smut

genre: smut (18+)

[READ]: i think i've gotten over my block! i might even write for jjk or op later 💋

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you didn't see jungwon when you got home, you didn't think anything of it. "he's probably in his room," you mumbled to yourself, walking into your bedroom.

you layed there for a couple of hours — the shared apartment was still quiet. bored, you had decided to order take out, taking a shower as you awaited the delivery. after you got out, you changed into something more comfortable: a tee shirt and shorts.

ping! your delivery is here ☺

"yes!" you squealed, prancing out into the living room. opening the door you accepted your bag from the delivery-driver, "thanks!" waving them off you turned around to enter the inside when — "shit!" you jumped, " you almost made me drop my food... 'didn't even know you were here."

"ah — i'm sorry. i've been home all day, you ordered without me?" he asked, trying to quickly change the subject. jungwon was really hoping, no, praying you wouldn't notice anything, the flush of his face or the way he just crept out of your bedroom. unfortunately for him, you did.

"were you in my room, wonnie? ya' looking for somethin' ?"

"uhm, no! no, no i was just... just seeing if you were home."

he wasn't lying — technically, he was checking to see if you were home. he was checking so that he could return the freshly washed pair of lacy underwear he stole from your top-drawer after using them (multiple times) to get off (so that you could wear them again, so he could steal them again, so he could wash them and sneakily return them to you, again).

"really? you look nervous," sitting the food on the counter you approach him, eyeing him from every angle. "i don't believe you," you say, awfully close to his neck. "hey." deadpanning, you glare and he thickly swallows. "stay out of my room, pervert." you playfully scoff and point.

if he jungwon didn't know you better — if he thought you were being serious, he would have lost his shit, maybe dropping to his knees and convincing you otherwise. but because he knew you were joking, it only gave him another boner. he knew you were just kidding — you were just kidding, right? you had to be, you obviously didn't know that he snuck into your room to steal your panties. you didn't know that he's the one you took your stuffed animal the other week so he could rut into it, moaning your name of course. and there's no fucking way you knew about how he'd buy your exact shampoo/perfume to jerk off in the shower. right?

wrong.

you knew, and you loved it. every second of it, calling him a pervert and listening as he awkwardly chuckled and went along, music to your ears. you couldn't wait for the day you caught him in the act; coming home, you'd throw your keys down and take off your shoes at the door, walking to your room when you hear it. hear it like you heard it that one afternoon... little whimpers and moans, gasps for air all serenading through jungwon's bedroom walls. "a-ah! fuck, y/n... i wish, ah! shit," he hissed, "i wish i could stuff you full of my-mhm... of my cock, fuck..! 'wan' fill you up! 'fill you up with my cum..."

god, what you'd do to hear it again. you were unsure if it was your imagination, making you think you heard him say those things. but pairs of missing bras and panties, missing stuffies and reappearing perfume bottles only lead back to him — yang jungwon. you turned around, walking back into your bedroom — and suddenly his pants felt much tighter.

he thickly swallows, it wouldn't hurt, right? it's not like it was risky, you were in your room and he was in his. there's no way in hell you could catch him. jungwon walks into his bedroom, closing the door behind him and sitting on the edge of his bed. he should feel guilty — he is a pervert. he threw his head back, letting out a choked-groan as he grazed his fingers over the thin material of his pants. jungwon dipped his fingers under the waistband before looping them around his shaft, releasing his hardened cock. "s-shit..." he took his thumb and swiped it over his swollen head, smearing precum across and then down his shaft he let out a gasp. "oh, fuck..." he teased his tip until he was rutting into his own hand. eventually, jungwon wrapped his hand around his cock, lazily stroking himself. he squinted his eyes, closing then shut. all he could see was you: the way your nipples poked through your shirt or how your hips swayed when you walked off, how you teased him and called him a pervert. "fuck, y/n, oh! shit!" he began fucking his fist faster, hips thrusting into his palm while his thumb lay positioned, still pressing into his tip. "mmh, hah! i am a pervert, fuck! s'pathetic, ugh! you're right... 'wanna fuck your tight little-ah! tight fucking cunt full of my cum. 'want your pussy all around me! sh-shit, i bet s'warm, s'good... 'just wanna fuck you s'bad!" he could feel himself close, his free hand applied pressure onto his stomach where the knot was forming.

"jungwon." with his eyes shut, he could've sworn he heard you calling out to him. "y-yes, y/n..." he let out another shaky moan. " 'wonnie, you really are a pervert, huh?" jungwon snapped his eyes open, "w-what? fuck!" that's when he saw you standing there, leaning on his door frame with a wide smile plastered onto your face. "ah... y/n i'm really sorry! i wasn't-"

"do you like it?" you say.

"like..?" he repeats and you just nod. " 'like it when i call you a pervert?" you begin waltzing towards him, " 'gets you all hard, hm?" jungwon can feel his heart beating as you're on your knees in front of him now. "i wonder what other mean names you want me to call you," your hands travel up to his thighs, tracing shapes and drawing lines with feather-light touches. "slut, whore? what'd you like, 'wonnie?"

"can i fuck you?" jungwon looks at you as you stand up, removing your shirt. "you really are a pervert..." you sigh and he places his hands on your waist. one of them firmly laying splayed onto your tummy and traveling up to squeeze one of your boobs. "is that a yes?" he asks and you nod, "yes, jungwon..."

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part two?

[sihtricfedaraaahvicius]

Warnings: angst, mention of blood, horror, fright, clowns, drugs(all rather light). but also a lot of fluff!!

Pairing: Modern!Sihtric x you (f)

Summary: Your friends Uhtred and Gisela invited you to join them, and their friends, to a Halloween fair as they had a spare ticket after one of their friends, Sihtric, got divorced since last October.

Word count: 5,3k

Note: what? It's almost October...

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'Sihtric! Don't leave me here!'

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Uhtred: hey, you said you wanted to go to the Halloween fair, right? You: hey! Yes I did, but it sold out so fast I couldn't get a ticket :(  Uhtred: well listen Uhtred: we have a spare ticket, if you want to you can join us? You: who is us? Uhtred: myself, Gisela, Finan with his wife Ingrith and our buddy Sihtric You: oh I remember Finan and Ingrith, they were nice! Have I met Sihtric before? Uhtred: I don't think so… but he's nice. And single ;) You: are you setting me up? Uhtred: could be Gisela's idea…. You: …………. is he cute??? Uhtred: Gisela says yes Uhtred: but joking aside, we kinda need an even number so…. Join us? :)  You: yes, of course! Count me in!

'Hell yes!' you shouted after Uhtred had sent you all the details you needed. You've been meaning to go to the Halloween fair for years now, but it's sold out within minutes every year and you never had anyone who wanted to join you. Until you met Uhtred last year when you moved into your new apartment. He and his wife Gisela were your neighbours for a couple of months, but due to their family expanding they sold their apartment and bought a lovely house. They stayed in touch with you and you became good friends. You remember meeting Finan, the Irish man, and his wife, at Uhtred's housewarming and you had hit it off with them right away too. 

It was a rather short notice, as the fair was tomorrow night, and you had no idea who Sihtric was, but honestly, you didn't care who you had to tag along with, you just wanted to go to that fair.

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You greeted both Uhtred and Gisela with a firm hug as you met them at the fair's parking lot early in the evening. They looked handsome as ever and had more or less made an attempt to dress up as Gomez and Morticia, yet a little more modern and subtle, and they simply looked to die for. Finan and Ingrith arrived shortly after. Finan was dressed in all black while wearing an Insidious shirt and Ingrith wore a long, crimson dress, which looked stunning and matched with the coloured letters on Finan's shirt. You waved at Finan to greet him, but he said it's a night for hugs and pulled you in, and you gave Ingrith a hug too. 

And then you laid eyes upon the terrifyingly handsome man who had walked up alongside Finan and Ingrith. The man was wearing black jeans and a black Halloween '78 sweater, which was half hidden under his unbuttoned, orange and black flannel which, unintentionally, matched with your pumpkin coloured beanie and all black clothes. The pretty boy had dark curls on his half shaved head, a well kept goatee and a tattoo on his neck as well as little lines tattooed on his fingers. He'd later tell you the lines represent his kill count, a memory, like the scars on his face, from the time he had worked alongside Uhtred and Finan as black ops.

'This is Sihtric,' Uhtred smiled as he introduced you to the stunning man.

'H-hi,' you smiled, feeling shy suddenly and not knowing if you should hug him or not.

'Hey,' Sihtric smiled, 'we're all hugging tonight, right?' he said and pulled you gently in for a firm hug.

'I guess we are,' you chuckled as you felt his impressive muscular arms around you. 

He looked good and even smelled nice too. And his voice? Low and soft while he spoke with an accent. You thought he could not get any sexier, but then you saw his duo coloured eyes as you pulled away from him, and officially declared him to be criminally good looking.

'Okay, let's get this fright night started!' Finan cheered and wrapped his arm around Ingrith as he made way to the fair. Gisela reached for Uhtred's hand as they followed, leaving you and Sihtric behind looking at each other as you both chuckled.

'Oh,' Sihtric said, 'I guess we're the awkward duo amongst the couples tonight.'

'It looks like it,' you snorted.

'Well, shall we then, lady?' Sihtric grinned and held his arm out to you, an invitation to link your elbow with his.

'We shall,' you smiled, and felt yourself blush as you followed the others, arm-in-arm. 

'You've been here before?' you asked after a moment.

'For sure,' Sihtric said, 'I go every year with them,' he nodded at the two couples.

'So who couldn't make it today then? As I'm here now?'

'Uhtred didn't tell you?'

'Tell what?'

'I, eh,' Sihtric sighed with a nervous chuckle, 'I divorced last year. My ex-wife used to join me, not that she really wanted it, but it was the only thing I asked of her.'

'Oh, god,' you said, 'I am so sorry, I had no idea.'

'Oh, no, it's all good,' Sihtric smiled and looked at you, 'I'm happier than ever to be here now, alongside someone who seems as excited as I am about this stuff.'

'Oh, I'm excited,' you chuckled.

'Good,' Sihtric smiled, 'so am I,' he softly bumped his shoulder into yours as you walked onto the fair.

'Okay,' Uhtred turned around to face everyone as he walked backwards, 'me and Gisela want to go see that freak show, finally. Who's with us?'

'Oh, not me,' you grimaced.

'Oh, oh! We are, right, love?' Finan exclaimed as he nudged Ingrith, who nodded hesitantly.

'Sihtric?' Uhtred asked.

'I think I should keep the lady company,' Sihtric said, politely declining to be exposed to whatever horror happens inside that freak show tent.

'Ah, ya wuss!' Finan joked as he ran towards the tent, dragging Ingrith along.

'It's like forty five minutes, you guys don't mind waiting?' Gisela asked.

'No, please, do your thing,' you smiled, 'we'll be fine, we can…' you turned to look at Sihtric, but he had disappeared suddenly, 'oh.'

'He found the bar already,' Uhtred laughed as he watched Sihtric hop back with two drinks, 'hey, we should go,' he said to Gisela, 'we'll call you guys when we're outside again, okay?'

'Yeah, no problem. Have fun,' you grimaced again, to which Gisela giggled as Uhtred pulled her with him.

'Hey, I- oh,' Sihtric said as he looked up at you from his cups, surprised to see you on your own, 'they sure are keen to go to that show.'

'They sure are. You really didn't want to go? I'll be fine on my own.'

'Oh, no, lady,' he shook his head, 'I've seen enough freak shows for a lifetime,' he hinted at his previous job as he handed you a cup, 'I got you a drink.'

'Oh,' you smiled, 'thank you.'

Sihtric noticed you looked down at your cup, hesitantly, while he sipped from his own drink.

'Oh, I- I'm sorry,' Sihtric said, gently taking your cup and taking a sip from it before he handed it back, 'I forgot for a moment how weird it is for a stranger to hand you a drink like this.'

'No, I'm sorry,' you shook your head, 'there's just a lot of weird stories lately of people being drugged, it always crosses my mind when I'm at big gatherings.'

'I'm sorry you have to think of that.'

'Well, it happens to men too,' you said sadly, 'everyone needs to be careful really.'

'That is also true,' Sihtric smiled softly, 'but I just deemed your drink safe,' he winked.

'Thank you,' you smiled shyly and enjoyed your drink before Sihtric asked what you wanted to do while waiting for the others.

'Oh, god, I don't know. I've never been here before. Maybe just walk around?'

'Sure,' he smiled, and he linked his elbow with yours again.

You enjoyed the sights of dressed up people, spooky decoration and lit torches all around. The smell of cotton candy and popcorn made you instantly nostalgic and your mind drifted to your childhood for a moment before you got a jumpscare from some asshole who, dressed as a horror clown, had snuck up behind you to breathe down your neck. You let out a shriek and clung onto your hunky, muscular companion, who couldn't help but laugh at your reaction.

'I fucking hate jumpscares,' you huffed, feeling embarrassed as Sihtric still had his arms around you.

'Oh, you're going to love this place then,' he chuckled and gave you a quick squeeze.

'And I hate clowns too!'

'Lady,' Sihtric laughed, 'you're going to have a horrible night.'

'I am afraid so,' you chuckled and took a step back from him, his arms lingering around you as you did.

'Just remember they're all actors and they're not allowed to touch you,' Sihtric said as he held your hands sweetly, 'they'll only scare you, nothing more.'

'I know,' you sighed but shivered when you saw the horror clown pointing at you.

'Come on,' Sihtric chuckled, wrapping his arm around your neck as he saw your terrified stare towards the pointing clown, 'let's move.'

'Yeah,' you said, still looking at the clown who waved at you as Sihtric pulled you away. You stuck your middle finger up to the clown, who returned it quickly, making Sihtric laugh out loud at the entire unfold of events.

'That'll teach him,' Sihtric encouraged jokingly, tightening his arm around your neck for a second as he leaned his temple against yours briefly.

'Right? He'll never scare me again,' you feigned confidence and pride before you laughed too.

'Oh, is that the maze?' you asked with big eyes after you had strolled around for at least 20 minutes.

The maze was one of the best things to do at the fair. It was a huge, haystack maze in which all kinds of creatures of the night roamed. You had to reach the middle, surviving numerous jumpscares on your way, and once in the middle you'd find a cornfield with multiple red barns. The barns were basically lowkey escape rooms, Texas Chainsaw style. In each barn there was a map hidden, if you could find it, you could make your way out of the maze. If you couldn't get the map within 30 minutes, you had to call it in and you'd "lose". 

You were lucky to be there early in the evening, so it wasn't that busy and there was no line yet. 

'Yeah, this is the one,' Sihtric smiled. For a moment you both discussed how the other two couples would be done with that freak show soon, but you both quickly agreed you didn't really care, they could wait for the two of you now instead, as it would never take longer than 30 minutes.

'So you wanna go?'

'Yes!'

'But… there's probably clowns in there, lady. I mean, they do change the theme each year, but there's always a clown somewhere.'

'Oh,' you pouted quickly and even hesitated, which Sihtric noticed.

'But I got you,' Sihtric chuckled and took your hand, pulling you towards the maze.

'I apologise in advance for my violent shrieks,' you smiled sheepishly.

Sihtric laughed and put his arm around your neck again while keeping his fingers laced with yours, 'you're cute,' he chuckled softly. You mumbled an awkward thanks and looked down at your feet, to which Sihtric smiled.

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The first few metres of the maze went fine. You were pumped up with adrenaline as you held onto Sihtric's hand, who guided the way through the haystacks, and you felt a little confident, until another horror clown jumped up behind you. You nearly jumped in Sihtric's arms, who just laughed as he pulled you away from the clown. Two corners later you made a wrong turn and walked into that creepy Saw doll on his stupid little bike. You screamed at the sight and ran away like a headless chicken, making Sihtric chase after you until he got a hold of you, just before another horror clown jumped out in front of you, to which you once again screamed and hid your face in Sihtric's chest. But never once was Sihtric complaining about how you kept holding onto him.

The maze had a few hidden green zones, which meant at that spot you could catch your breath without being scared shitless. Sihtric was quick to find one, it was a dead end hidden away behind 3 corners of hay. Once there, you leaned back against the haystack wall, trying to get over your recent scares with a nervous chuckle and teary eyes. Sihtric made sure he found an actual green zone by quickly hopping around the corner, away from you, to check.

'No, no!' you hissed, frightened, 'Sihtric! Don't leave me here!'

'I'm not, lady,' he laughed quietly as he quickly made his way back to you.

'Oh, thank god,' you said when he reappeared. Sihtric took your hands, pulling you towards him, and without thinking you snuck your arms under his flannel, around his waist.

'I was just making sure nothing would jump out here,' Sihtric said softly and rested his chin on top of your beanie as he held you.

'Thank you,' you chuckled, enjoying the feeling of his muscular body against you.

'Do you wish to continue or stop? We can just call it and leave, I don't mind.'

'No, I want to continue. I just need a moment.'

'Are you sure?' Sihtric asked as he pulled back to meet your eyes.

'Yeah. I mean, I'm scared but it's a weird kind of pleasant adrenaline.'

Sihtric said he understood and looked at you for a moment, taking in your appearance while you calmed yourself down. He chuckled softly and bit down on his lip when you looked up at him. He leaned in slightly and pulled you closer.

'I can't believe Uhtred didn't tell me his lady friend was this cute.'

'What?' you snorted, 'well… he did tell me that you were cute.'

'Uhtred said I was cute?' he frowned.

'Well, Uhtred said that Gisela said you were cute.'

'Ah, that makes more sense,' he snorted, 'but they didn't tell me anything about you. Was this a set up then?'

'Maybe?' 

You both laughed and Sihtric leaned in even closer.

'Well, I have no complaints,' he said softly with a half smile, lifting your chin up slightly with his index finger and thumb.

'Neither do I,' you gave him another shy smile and felt a rush of butterflies in your stomach when he brushed his lips lightly over yours.

'No?' his voice was suddenly husky, 'you like what you see?' he smiled cheekily.

'I do,' you smiled, nudging your nose softly against his, 'do you?'

'Hm,' Sihtric hummed and licked his lips, quickly darting his eyes over you, 'like? I love what I see, lady,' he smiled with a hint of mischief and brought his face closer to yours.

You pulled away with a smile, teasing the man who had laughed at your earlier frights, and you saw Sihtric's eyes had darkened when you looked at him. You gently leaned back into him, to which Sihtric now pulled away with a grin after he was quick to peck your lips just once. You giggled and pushed yourself up on your tiptoes, trying to match his height as his hands had settled on your lower back. He smiled, brushing his lips over yours again before he flicked his tongue against your upper lip, only to then softly bite your lower lip, giving you a playful tug with his teeth, before he chuckled and ran his tongue over your lower lip to tease once more. Then he finally parted his lips and locked them with yours, drawing you into a sweet but sexy kiss, your tongues exploring each other more as the kiss deepened.

You were suddenly interrupted when your phone rang. You reluctantly broke the kiss and took a step back, to which Sihtric smiled at you with narrowed eyes and clicked his tongue. You answered the phone as his hands pulled you closer again while he looked you up and down, biting down on his lip as he did so.

'Gisela?' you said as you picked up, allowing Sihtric to pull you in again, 'no we aren't at the bar anymore. We're at the-,' you hissed and inhaled sharply when Sihtric suddenly kissed your jaw, dragging his teeth across your skin before gently biting your ear, hearing his devilish chuckle in your ear as he did.

'No, I-I'm okay,' you said, tensed up, much to Sihtric's pleasure, 'we're at the maze,' you sighed when he kissed your neck, teasing you with his tongue on your skin in between soft kisses.

'Yes, okay, ohh- okay,' you struggled to keep your breath steady, 'I have to go!' you said and broke the connection with Gisela abruptly, your arms wrapping immediately around Sihtric's neck as he already pulled you in for a kiss before you had hung up. You melted in his embrace and slowly kissed him back, sucking his lower lip for a second as he pulled away.

'Damn, baby,' Sihtric spoke soft and raspy, smiling against your lips before he bit your lower lip again, 'this is definitely the most fun I ever had in this maze.'

You giggled and kissed his lips once more, 'the others are looking for us.'

'Let them look,' he grinned and pecked your lips, 'no one will find us in here.'

'Wait, shit,' you suddenly pushed Sihtric away slightly, 'how much longer do we have here?'

You glanced at your phone and did some quick maths.

'We have 15 minutes to find that map or we lose.'

'No. I never lose, lady,' Sihtric said, determined, and he grabbed your hand, pulling you with him through the endless hay walls of the maze. You got a few minor scares as you followed him, but your head was still so far up in the clouds after his kiss that you didn't even notice most of the jumpscares that were thrown at you.

'There!' you exclaimed, pointing at the barns through the cornfield. You both ran, hand in hand, as fast as you could while you already heard the sound of a chainsaw and another couple screaming their lungs out in the distance. You both laughed as you screamed at the sound before you ran inside one of the pitch black barns. Sihtric closed the door behind him and tried to find a lightswitch. You heard the lights switch on and you both squinted your eyes as the room lit up. After a few seconds Sihtric quickly pulled you against his chest. 

'Shit,' he hissed softly as he looked around the barn. Out of all the barns in the field, you had run into the one that seemed to have a horror clown theme. Sihtric wasn't afraid of some stupid clown, but even he felt unsettled by the sight of the room. Blood decorated the walls, as well as an endless row of old school lockers. Balloons didn't cheer the horrific place up, it only made it more unsettling, clown masks were stapled to the faces of bloody corpses on the floor, all while a haunting circus tune played from god knows where.

'Oh my god,' you whispered and clung onto Sihtric.

'We better do this quick,' he grimaced. His eyes darted over the room, looking for clues to find the map.

'Oh, no,' you whispered, 'it's probably in there.' 

You pointed to a large, wooden chest in the corner of the barn, which you did not wish to open. Sihtric stared at the wooden chest and swallowed hard. He knew something would happen as soon as that chest would be opened, and he was worried about the scare you would get.

'Should I look?' he asked, still holding you against his chest.

'We don't have much time,' you nodded fast and turned in his arms to look up at him, 'I'll go with you.'

Sihtric looked down at you and smiled, 'to protect me?'

'Yes,' you grinned and pecked his cheek. 

Sihtric took your hand and slowly made way to the corner, eyeing the chest to see if it would trigger something, while you, completely oblivious, followed him closely. He kneeled down in front of the chest and inspected it quickly, all while he still held your hand as you towered over him, looking around the room for any possible scares.

Sihtric placed his free hand on one of the clasp locks and clenched his jaw. He licked his lips before he looked up at you and said, 'Look… I fear something will happen once I open this.'

You agreed with a nod and shuffled closer to him.

'Are you scared?'

'No,' you said, deadpan, 'I am fine.'

Sihtric chuckled but couldn't deny he felt a little uneasy. He did not want to open that chest and be responsible for your possible death.

'Okay,' he sighed and let go of your hand, 'stand back, babe,' he said, fully expecting something, or worse, someone, to jump out of that chest as soon as he opened it. You took a step back and held onto a piece of Sihtric's flannel, as if that would protect you from whatever was inside that chest. The haunting circus theme was still playing in the background when Sihtric placed his other hand on the second lock. He looked back up at you, as if for your approval. You gave him a firm nod, which he returned to you before he looked back at the chest, his thumbs tracing the locks before he unclasped them.

You jumped at the sound and you both held your breath as you waited for a jumpscare. But nothing happened. Nothing. Sihtric looked up at you and shrugged, to which you threw your hands up. The haunting circus tune kept playing as if nothing had happened, and then Sihtric slowly opened the chest. You shuffled backwards as he opened it, still holding on to his flannel while he carefully pushed the lid fully open. Sihtric looked inside the chest and frowned, you leaned over him to peek inside and it left you equally confused. There was no map, just an old circus clown's coat. Suddenly the haunting theme slowed down, as if it ran out of batteries and you both held your breath again.

You screamed when suddenly the old coat moved and a circus clown appeared from underneath. You startled Sihtric, who jumped up to your scream and shoved you behind him when the clown turned its head towards the two of you. Sihtric stared at the clown, battle-calm, while you held onto his arm and buried your face in his back.

'What is it doing?' you whispered, eyes closed, clinging onto his arm for dear life.

'Nothing,' Sihtric whispered, 'it's just staring at us.'

You carefully peeked over his shoulder, and just when you did, the clown jumped up and held his bloody hand out towards you both. You let out another shriek, hid behind Sihtric, who took a step back to make sure you were safely behind him as he bared his teeth to the murderous clown, almost snarling like a wolf. His eyes darted between the clown's face and his blooded hand in which, Sihtric then noticed, the clown held the map.

Sihtric slowly stepped towards the clown, knowing it was never allowed to harm them, but he was still prepared and ready to punch the clown between the eyes if it tried something. But as expected, nothing happened when Sihtric tore the map out of the clown's hands.

He slowly stepped back, keeping you behind him while he kept his eyes on the clown, guiding you back towards the entrance door. You were almost at the door when suddenly you heard a thump. You tensed up and clung onto Sihtric, who held his breath for a split second, knowing the thump did not come from the clown he had kept his eyes on.

'Wh-where did that come from?' you asked, eyes darting around the room.

'I don't know,' Sihtric whispered. 

His eyes were wide and still fixed on that one clown, when suddenly the door of one of the old school lockers flung open. The sound of a revving chainsaw howled through the barn as another horror clown jumped out of the locker across the room and charged at you both with full speed. You screamed and stumbled backwards. Sihtric was quick to turn around and kept you from falling by wrapping an arm around your waist and pulling you with him as he kicked open the barn door with his black boot.

'Go,' Sihtric said, 'go!'

'Wh-what?'

'Run, babe!' he hissed, shoving you through the door while the rattling chainsaw closed in, 'now! Run!'

You ran as fast as you could, but kept glancing back at Sihtric, who was quick to follow after he had closed the barn door behind him, hoping to stall the chainsaw clown for a few seconds as you both ran. Because if that clown would catch up with you, it meant you "lost". And Sihtric didn't lose. Or better said; Sihtric did not like to lose and would make it everyone's problem if he did.

'Sihtric!' you yelled as he neared you.

'I'm here, go, go,' he said as he grabbed your hand, pulling you with him while he tried to study the map to find a way out.

'We're running out of time!' you said out of breath.

'I know!'

Suddenly Sihtric stopped dead in his tracks as his eyes darted over the map and then he looked quickly around him. He seemed awfully calm while there was a clown with a chainsaw closing in again.

'Sihtric!' you screamed and pulled his arm.

'Shit,' he sighed, 'we're running to the wrong side.' 

He grabbed your arm and pulled you to the opposite side of the field, barely escaping the chainsaw clown and you both ran as fast as you could through the remainder of the maze. Here and there some zombies, vampires and devils jumped out around corners, causing you to shriek and yelp, but nothing spooked you as much as the sound of that revving chainsaw still chasing you.

'We're almost there,' Sihtric was panting as he looked at the map again.

'I'm about to throw up,' you said out of breath. 

Clearly Sihtric was way more used to running than you. You never worked out really so you were surprised you had managed to keep up this long, you guessed it was the adrenaline keeping you going.

'Please don't,' Sihtric laughed, 'look! There!'

'Oh, thank god!' 

You felt like crying when you saw the exit to the maze. Sihtric pulled you through the last haystack wall, moments before the clown had caught up with you, and you both ran a little further until you were sure that clown was not following you anymore. You turned around, both out of breath and stared at the clown, who kept revving the chainsaw as he stood in the last metre of the hay walls, watching you both catch your breath. You stuck your middle finger up to the clown, like you had done earlier that night, and Sihtric laughed before he did the same.

'We made it,' Sihtric laughed, almost a maniacal laugh at this point and he brushed his hand through his hair, 'we made it, babe,' he said out of breath and pulled you towards him.

'Fucking hell,' you laughed, you weren't sure if it was a happy laugh or a terrified laugh, but you laughed. Sihtric wrapped his arms around your waist and you were quick to wrap yours around his neck.

'Gods, are you okay?' he said, the joy and adrenaline had abruptly left his voice when he felt you trembling in his arms.

'Yeah,' you said, still catching your breath, 'just the adrenaline and being scared to death,' you laughed.

'You sure?' Sihtric cupped your cheeks and studied you for a moment.

'Yeah, yeah, I'm fine,' you chuckled.

'Yeah?' Sihtric smiled softly, 'Good?'

'I'm good,' you reassured him.

Sihtric nodded and smiled, then he wrapped his arms around you tightly again and you both had a giggle fit after the crazy chase. Sihtric tried to kiss you again but you stepped on his foot while leaning into him, making him lose his balance, and he stumbled backwards onto a pile of hay, which surrounded the maze, with you in his arms and you landed with a soft thump. Straws of hay and dust flew up and then twirled down around you. You both laughed at what happened as you laid on top of him, in his arms. And then without a warning, Sihtric suddenly rolled you over onto your back, which made you giggle while your hands seemed to find his hair without hesitation, pulling him closer and wasting no time to kiss his lips for a short moment before he pulled back. He looked at you and smiled, the way you were decorated with hay was adorable to him, and he slid one hand down to your waist as he placed his other hand onto your neck. He leaned in and nuzzled your nose softly before he pulled you in for another sweet, hot kiss, like the one in the maze. He wasn't shy of using his tongue while kissing you or trailing his hand down to your thigh and up to your waist in a sensual way. You made out in that pile of hay for a few minutes. Your hands in his hair, his hand squeezing your thigh, your fingers grabbing his sweater to pull him closer, his fingers tracing over your neck, your hands slipping under his sweater, feeling his abs and muscular chest while he bucked his hips against yours a few times too many, making you both moan softly until you suddenly heard that chainsaw again in the distance, reminding you that you were in public. 

You both broke the kiss reluctantly at the same time and chuckled at the poor self control you both seemed to have. But you both blamed it on the adrenaline rush. Sihtric got up, once he had calmed himself down after a short moment, and helped you up. Just as you had gotten up, and Sihtric tried to rid you of the hay that was sticking to your clothes, you looked up and saw Uhtred, Gisela, Finan and Ingrith closing in on you.

'Sihtric,' you said nervously.

'Yes?' he said, still busy cleaning you up while his own clothes were still dusty with hay.

Before you could speak, Uhtred had cleared his throat, to which Sihtric looked a little startled and he turned around to face the others.

'What happened to the two of ya?' Finan snorted, knowing they all saw how Sihtric had pulled you up from that haystack.

'I… there was a clown,' you said.

'We were chased,' Sihtric helped you out.

'I am afraid of clowns…' you said.

'She is,' Sihtric confirmed.

'And so ya fell into a haystack?'

'Yes,' you said.

'On top of each other?' Uhtred grinned.

You looked down at your feet and Sihtric sniffed as he looked everywhere but at their faces and tried to shake the leftover hay off his clothes.

'Okay, enough,' Gisela smiled, 'I need a drink after that freak show.'

She ordered the men to stop staring at Sihtric and shoved them towards him, making both men pat Sihtric's shoulder before they each wrapped an arm around their friend, walking him towards the bar.

Gisela and Ingrith waited until the men were a few paces away and then both linked an elbow with you, giggling as they made you tell what had happened in the maze. 

And the night was only just getting started.

[halenhusky309]

So, I have been watching Transformers Animated and just finished the "Along Came a Spider" episode, and I have just one thought about that episode: Uhm, Sentinel l, Elita-1 and Optimus are just basic white folks in horror movie that shared the same brain-cell (With OP got 2/3 of that brain-cell and the most sensible one among those three).

I know the fandom loved to point the blame solely on Sentinel and even OP what happened to Elita-1, but nah, I blamed all three of them. Typical dumb teenagers who fucked around and found out.

While I did feel pity for Blackarachnia/Elita-1, but girlie, you chose to listen to your dumb boyfriend to go to a place where the Autobots explicitly said "dangerous zone" a.k a GTFO zone in the first. Like you could zap about your friends abandoning you all you wanted, but in that situation, it's hard to predict what would happen if Sentinel and OP chose to go back for you. Either y'all all miraculously survived or all three of y'all returned to All Spark.

Also, if I was OP, I would either snitch on them (That is if I'm being a really good friend with high sensibility who would accept ruining our friendships to stop these dumbasses from fucking around and find out) or just stay back and let these dumbasses being stereotypical characters in horror movies (but before telling them they're gonna die)

I don't need to say anything about Sentinel (This b*tch should be the first character to die in horror movie)

P.S. That episode was just that peak joke about white people in horror movie: going toward the sources of potential danger that would off-line you. I had to laugh when these three dumbasses clearly heard sketchy sound from weird creatures and decided to go toward the source. It was a miracle that all three of them survived.

[hazbinhotelexpansion]

Oh I was BORN to answer your request, prepare for all of my random discord quotes

Are you climbing the inside of the elevator??? ..........maybe

"I want them Zoloft boys"

"ok I think the phone has been in the microwave long enough"

She could run a kingdom, people would listen to her, she's very loud!

I'll sop your wet! ... I'll wet your sop? No, neither of those sound right, joke canceled, goodbye

You know me I love dead people

You want me to go straight to bed? Why not gay to bed???

"this tastes like battery acid, but if battery acid was tasty"

Gusty showers sounds like a terrible name for a retirement community

What happens if you have nipple pasties that just look like nipples? "Then you need nipple pasties for your nipple pasties" Nipple-pasty-ception "Get a bra that looks like boobs and put nipple pasties on that"

Yeah I'm like canonically allergic to chihuahuas in specific

"Jesus told a tree to off itself and then he threw a table"

"am I a Honda or a person?"

"NOW GIVE ME YOUR FACE AND DONT ASK QUESTIONS"

Gasp! Someone cheesed him!

WHY WOULD YOU MAKE MY LITTLE BOY INTO LEMONADE

"using my telekinesis to lift my daughter out of her crib just in time for her father to see her levitating randomly"

"why are we talking about bacon now I thought we were talking about your daddy issues"

I do not have a gender, I have a question

oh pants stopped happening like 30 minutes ago

just calling me Charizard is unhelpful team

I AM THE PICASSO OF MEMES

Ope there goes angel climbing into the China closet again

EVIL JELLO MY NEW GENDER

"I have a *weird* problem, are you ready to hear about my *weird* problem" "always" "my brownies are too oily"

"Before I can own a pigeon, I need to get my bird permit" Your..... Birdmit

It doesn't have to be a bunch of sad white women drinking wine sitting in a rented conference room with a bunch of tables all done up in tablecloths with droopy streamers and half floating balloons

he can be a soft boi *and* a crackhead!!!

"they're Jean shoes" YOU GOT THE FUCKIN JHOES???

Please refrain from happy biting the cannibal

WOOHOO KEVIN GOT BOOPS

Two pigeons, chilling on the sidewalk, five feet apart cause they're not gay

"you're watching a weiner schnitzel be made? Isn't that a dog?"

"she wouldn't hit a cows arse with a banjo"

About husk: probably grumpy enough to overpower catnip by the sheer force of cynicism

About niffty being drunk: she's a spastic caffeinated squirrel in traffic that's just taken a nice long inhale of, uh, snow

no actually I think you're right! I like my impulsive, self destructive behaviors

don't turn yourself into one of those cooked children in the backseat you're always hearing about, Pls don't cook yourself over your trauma

YEAH WE HAVE CHILD LABOR ON THIS BUS!

Mickey mouse voice: you can't spell drunk driving without U and I!

He has the mcdonald's headset of infinite wisdom

*angrily* IM GONNA TURN YOU INTO TREE FOOD

Sudden vox in my head: and now introducing, this.... Fuckin thing..... *gestures to cursed cat alastor on a small runway behind him*

HOPE THESE HELP YOU GUYS IM LOOKING FORWARD TO SEEING THE NEW CONTENT!

Friend, I am

CRYING

[aoifereal]

Don't like venting about this stuff normally but I'm very frustrated by this, so. I saw a transfem butch complaining online about how being misgendered for being butch and the comments were sucks and the comments are full of people effectively saying "that's just how it is for butches, what did you expect?".

That's so rude on so many levels. Do you think this trans butch doesn't know that people assumptions about gender? It's the same condescension that happens whenever a trans woman talks about women's issues, the same deep-rooted cissexism. People don't view trans women's womanhoods to be as real as cis womens womanhoods so they assume we can't possibly understand what it's like to have an experience a (in this case, butch) woman would have. It's the same logic that leads people to say "welcome to being a woman" as if a trans woman is not aware of misogyny and has not faced any real examples of it, despite trans women facing misogyny and transmisogny well before people start to acknowledge us as women.

Additionally, why do you think any trans person would need it explained to them that strangers will make gendered assumptions about you. That's our whole lives! I'm sure most trans butches had a more feminine phase (in the same way many cis butches conform to femininity for some time due to the extreme pressures placed on all women to) and even in those phases we are very aware of gendered assumptions! Because we have to be to stay safe in public!

In this same forum there's a post from a day ago where a (presumably cis, but what matters is that people will assume that because she didn't say) butch complains about the exact same thing and everyone in the comments is being nice to her and saying they understand and they're sorry that it sucks she's being misgendered. It's such naked transmisogny to immediately dismiss and condescend to a trans woman in a way that you do not do when you're talking to cis women.

One cis woman was going on and on about how some trans women find it nice when people are misogynistic towards them because it affirms their gender and why doesnt op just take a similar approach to butchphobia :). Now I do get the latter part of this a bit because I will say "it is because of my masculine lesbian swag" in my head when I get misgendered but it pisses me off when people suggest trans women like experiencing misogyny. Sometimes particularly early transition women joke about it because if you don't laugh you'll cry but facing misogyny isn't fun for anyone. Cis people fucking love this stuff though because it allows them to continue thinking of trans women as acceptable targets for misogyny.

Also full of people saying "you should just assert your womanhood when you get misgendered" which is crazy to me because it's dangerous for cis butches let alone transfem butches! That's insane advice to give someone and just shows you're checked out of reality. Women get killed over this shit dude. Or people not getting how misgendering is used as a patriarchal tool of control. Not understanding that a misgendering has a threat of violence behind it a significant portion of the time when you're a trans woman.

It's just all wild, and no listening to the several trans women trying to explain why the things they were saying were lacking in understanding. Very disappointing to see lesbians say this stuff.

[tinted-skies]

small confessions with dream

Mark `~ Mark was blabbing about how good Justin Bieber's new song was, commenting on how perfect the lyrics were and how he couldn't wait to learn its melody on the guitar. You, however, just sat there, passively nodding, not matching his energy at all.

"You haven't listened to the song yet, have you?" He asked, finally noticing your lack of excitement.

"I just don't really care about him that much to be honest..."

Mark's jaw dropped, making you genuinely worried that he would dislocate it.

After the initial shock he'd be chill about it, respecting your opinion. But once you show the tiniest bit of interest in the artist, you can bet he'll show up a day later with a playlist (or maybe even a mixtape) of his favourite songs.

Renjun `~ It was around midnight when Renjun sent you a reddit post. OP claimed to have seen a real ovni, which made you giggle.

You joked around the topic with your boyfriend, believing his comments were just as sarcastic as yours. But soon enough, you realised that wasn't exactly the case.

"I don't believe in aliens, though..." You confessed, which lead to him leaving the text app. Was he really leaving you on read over this-

And in a milisecond he was back, flooding you with articles, videos and podcasts with "genuine proof" of alien life.

After that night, Renjun made it his life mission to make you see his point of view. And it honestly didn't even surprise you when you once watched him scroll on his phone only to find out that he was part of alien stan twitter.

Jeno `~ "I'm never, ever, doing this again." A voice echoed, followed by the front door slamming shut.

Yet another friend who gave up on being Jeno’s workout partner... You couldn't really blame them though, you had heard that things could get intense during bike day. In Jaemin's own words, Jeno ran "that shit like the military" and to be honest you didn't even know whether you found that insanely attractive or just straight up scary.

After giving his friend a very dramatic eye roll, his eyes dropped on you, the look on his eyes shifting from annoyance to... determination?

No, no, no, no no. No way in hell you would "tagg along" in his "fun bike rides". You knew better than to fall for that.

"I don't even know how to ride a bike, so don't get any ideas." You revealed, hoping that would save you ass. But much to your dismay your confession had the exact opposite effect, instanly leading to him dragging you outside to teach you.

The days after, you wouldn't get a break, him forcing you to go on mandatory bike dates since they were "good for practice".

Haechan `~ It was around 4 in the morning, meaning that everyone at the dorms was asleep. Everyone except you, who stood in the kitchen, water glass in hand.

The dead silence of the night was soon interrupted by the sound of someone tiredly dragging their feet. Haechan entered the kitchen, rubbing his eyes while letting out a yawn. It took him a while to spot you, his eyebrows furrowing in confusion once he did so.

"Can't sleep when I'm stressed..." You explained quietly, to which he nodded understandingly. Although never having faced the stress of finals, he could imagine it to be similar to the stress he felt during comeback season.

"You know what I normally do when I can't sleep?" He whispered walking closer to you, voice rough as he had just woken up.

"Play overwatch." He answered his own question.

"I've never played overwatch, though..." You confessed, your words making Haechan smile softly.

He had waited for this moment for a very long time, the two loves of his life were finally meeting and he suddenly felt like he was on the clouds.

He guided you to his room, turned on his computer and taught you how to play. You played in the dark of his bedroom until the sun started peaking through the courtains.

Jaemin `~ He could swear agreeing to come pick you up had been the best decision of his life.

You had just got out of your best friend's party and were a bit tipsy. Jaemin had never really seen you like this before but boy was he in for a treat. He had always found you extremely entertaining but the drinks seemed to have taken away your inhibitions, complete nonsense coming out of your mouth. He almost had to stop the car a few times from how hard he was chuckling.

Right now you were ranting about how hard relationships were and how happy you were for not being in one.

"Hate to break it to you, baby, but we're dating." He interrupted.

"Oh- yes! You're right! About that- don't get me wrong, I really, really loooove PDA..." He glanced at you curiously before looking back at the road, intrigued.

"However-... I prefer it when we're alone." You concluded your confession with hesitation, not wanting to hurt his feelings, but Jaemin could only smile at your words.

"Damn, I always knew English wasn't your biggest strenght but you know what PDA stands for, right?"

"Of course I do" You answered dramatically, taking his words to heart. "Public display of affection." You stated proudly.

You really were a mess tonight and if you kept talking, then he was sure his cheeks would start hurting from smiling so much. You really were going to be the death of him...

Chenle `~ You and Chenle had plopped on the couch after having lunch together and had no intentions of getting up any time soon. Both of you barely moved the entire evening, just lazily scrolling through your phones.

Getting bored of every other app on your phone, you clicked on twitter. When you saw a tweet announcing Seventeen's new comeback you let out an excited squeal, catching Chenle’s attention. He raised an eyebrow at you but decided not to question it, simply smiling at your cuteness before going back to the game on his phone.

The way he looked at you had made you a bit shy, but all of that was forgotten when you came across a certain fancam.

Your eyes slightly widened at the sight, your boyfriend really was a great performer, no matter how many times you watched him on stage, you would always find it mindblowing. Not to mention this choreo had always been one of your favourites and damn, you really were a sucker for his black hair...

Before you knew it, you had seen the damned video 4 times already. It was muted but you could swear you could listen to it perfectly in your head.

Nevertheless, you decided to unmute it, instanly regretting it when the sound blasted off your phone. Slightly panicking you paused the fancam but, much to your dismay, Chenle had already recognized the song.

This made him move closer to you, glancing at your phone only to confirm his suspicions. He stared at you with a look of disbelief, nodding in disappointment.

"For fuck's sake, Y/N, it's been 2 years already! Get over it!" He shouted jokingly before getting up and leaving your side.

"I just think Ridin' was your best era, okay?" You called out just as loud, confessing dramatically what he already knew.

Jisung `~ He hated morning recording sessions. He had to go on the SUV all alone and sing the same lines over and over again while barely awake. Today's session had wasted 3 hours of his day, but fortunately he was now finally free.

Jisung arrived to the dorm only to find you already there, on the kitchen table with two cups of coffee and a pile of pancakes on a plate. He awed at the way you not only had gotten up super early, but also had been waiting for him so you could eat breakfast together.

At that moment he swore you were the best friend anyone could ever ask for.

"What's all of this?" He asked as he sat in the chair in front of you. You felt yourself softening upon hearing his raspy voice.

You and Jisung were very close but it wasn't often that you'd be so straightforward at expressing your affection towards each other.

That being said, you were truly taking a risk by setting this whole scene up, which didn't go unnoticed by your best friend, who couldn't help but wonder if your actions had any kind of second intentions. And although you didn't really want to admit it... deep down you guessed they did.

"Ahmn..." You pondered your next words. "I just like you, I guess..." You shrugged it off, deciding to keep the situation nonchalant.

Your sudden confession was subtle (and painfully honest), yet broad enough to leave the boy wondering if your words meant something more. And they did, but he didn't have to know it just yet.

Little did you know that Jisung was fighting the urge to reveal that he felt the same exact way about you. <3

[punkinspice]

I'm also perplexed how the Knuckles miniseries is so acclaimed, I can't even imagine how kids would find it engaging

I honestly do not know either op, like... legitimately, who was this show for???? Kids? it was boring as hell and the cool animal characters that we actually wanted to see were only there for like 20 mins. Adults? The jokes were so juvenile and drawn out I was turning into a black hole from cringing so hard. (don't even get me started on the poster joke holy shit, I actually need to know who thought that was ok.) The fans? Cause I guess insulting your entire fanbase is a great way to keep your audience. It straight up had satirical moments that felt like they were pulled straight out of a real time fandub or a youtube video repeating for the 1000th time just how bad 06 is and that Sonic had a rough transition in 3D.

Like, listen, I'm all for finding the silver lining in things, and picking out the good from the bad. Heck, that's a major part of being a Sonic fan most of them time. I get it. Sonic Boom made me a Sonic fan for heavens sake. But this pushed a boundary for me. This was not ok. Is this really what you wanted from this? For Knuckles? You really want this multi billion dollar company to put in the barest amount of effort into these characters you love? Be honest with yourself here, are you really ok with that? Because Paramount will go the cheap rout if they can. This isn't a tiny Japanese game dev team with Doug's dog and paper clip trying to pump out a new game every year and still somehow managing to do it even if it unfinished in the end. This is a multi billion dollar company, and they really have no excuse for this. It was lazy, cheap and rushed.

We literally bullied them into changing Sonic's design in the very beginning because we knew that that was not him. We can do that again. This was not what Knuckles deserved. And it's not what we deserved quite frankly.

Please share what you liked and what you enjoyed about this show, perhaps you noticed something that I did not. But I also want to acknowledge there was garbage there and it needs to get called out. I don't want to let them get away with it. We deserve better, and we should also want better.

[margotwhites]

Jason x Reader

A/N: Fantasies part three!! Yey! This is not a long chapter. It's just to clean the mess I did in the last one, honestly. There's nothing else to add in the story, so probably it's the last chapter, but who knows? I don't!

summary: Jason and reader needs roy's help to understand each other's feelings better. Jay ends up listening to something out of context, and it leads to reader being done of this.

Fantasies - chapter three.

Roy Harper wasn't as oblivious as his friends believed. Actually, he probably understands better the situation than both of them. Yesterday, when he came back home, Jason was locked inside his room and so was she. Roy eated alone, cleaned the dishes alone, and planned the next mission alone. It wasn't unusual for her to be a little reclusive - being the only girl in the house sometimes made her feel overwhelmed, as she told him once - but Jason? Odd.

So, when he saw Jason sitting in the kitchen this morning, an untouched cup of coffee in the middle of his hands, Roy knew his buddy fucked something up. The red marks on Jason's shoulders didn't escape his sharp eyes; and the lack of her stunning presence exposed that something was off.

"Where's my girl?" Roy developed an habit of calling her his girl, but it was a mere sweet name. Just like he called Jay my jaybird. Arsenal cares deeply for his friends; and seeing both of them this down - or seeing the lack of a presence - makes him sad. He knows, though, that Jason is slightly jealous - honestly, so fucking jealous - at the proximity he has with the woman.

What his stupid best buddy doesn't realize, is the reason she tends to talk more with Roy than with him.

She's not madly in love with me, you ass. That's why.

He almost said that so many times to Jason, when he noticed his stare on them having fun, joking and hugging each other. She would go to his room for movie nights, and more than once, when Jason tried to participate, she shutted down; sometimes not saying a word the whole night. Jason never talked with Roy about this; and he doesn't need to. Roy knows Jason like the palm of his hands; he can read his friend's emotions like it's an actual book.

So Arsenal doesn't feel surprised when Jason furrows at the nickname leaving his lips, nor when he states harshly;

"Your girl, Roy, is in her room." He gets up, leaving the coffee on the table, and when Harper realizes his boy is leaving the kitchen, he is interfering in the only way he knows how to - teasing.

"Interesting marks in your arms, dude. Was you patrolling?" Jason tenses at the statement, cursing himself for forgetting to put a shirt with long sleeves.

"I'm not in the mood, Roy."

"It seems like you was yesterday." At that, Jason finally looks at him. And damn, the guy was bad.

"You know, Roy, sometimes your girl is right. You really should learn the time to shut up."

Roy can't help the low chuckle that leaves his lips when Jason says the nickname again. Damn, was he that oblivious? He expected more for someone trained by the big bat.

"What did you do? Thought you knew how to treat a lady, Jaybird."

"This has absolutely nothing to do with her!" Jason is mad; he knows. But it's like this - after he releases his bitter feelings, the sadness crawls his throat and he opens up. Again, Roy Harper knows his friends.

"Sure, Jason. So why isn't she here, and why you have those scratches? I'm not a kid, dude, I can recognize love marks when I see them."

Jason sighs, shoving his anger aside, because Roy is right and he is being an ass. He sits on the chair again, staring at the coffee he tried to do like she does, and failed miserably, because her coffee is fucking great and his sucks. And that's a pattern in a lot of other things.

Roy joins him, stealing his cup and sipping at the now cold liquid.

"This tastes like shit."

"I know."

The stare at each other, and for a moment, none knew what to say. She was inside her room since last night, and Jason had to fight against himself to not open her door and beg her to forgive him, for some reason he can't figure it out.

"What happened when I was out, Jason?" Roy decides to be direct, so they can get somewhere.

"I fucked up, I guess."

"Yeah, I can see that. Why?"

"We... damn, I wanted this for so long. And I thought she wanted too, and-"

"So you guys fucked?" Jason rolls his eyes.

"Yeah, wasn't you who said it was obvious?" Roy drinks the shitty coffee again;

"So, dude, what's wrong? You got what you wanted. You should be, like, glad." His words were extremely calculated to make Jason spill it out, because it's noticeable the guy needs help to figure out his feelings.

"She cried after." Well. That was unexpected. She wouldn't cry easily, especially in front of them. Roy suddenly feels protective.

"The fuck you did, Jason?"

"Damn it, I don't know! I said already. I thought she was enjoying it, but after she started to cry, and left me." He was so stressed. Feeling guilty for something he didn't even knows what is.

"I'm afraid I hurt her. Maybe I was to rough."

"Are you sure that's the problem?" Roy knows Jason cares deeply for her, and his friend would never risk her safety for his trivial pleasures.

"Not really, Roy. You know I'm careful with this kind of thing, and honestly, I doubt she wouldn't say anything if that was the case."

Roy tilts his head, agreeing. She was just as good of a fighter as them - maybe even better - and she'd never shut herself down about this. But Roy knows she shuts down all the time about her feelings. Specially her feelings towards Jay. Jason knows that too; and that's what scares him the most. That maybe she carries feelings like his. That maybe this could have been something more, and he ruined.

"Well, you should talk to her about this. I can do that if you want."

"I know you will even if I asked you not to."

"Smart boy. But, now, the most important question: Was it good?"

"You're worthless, Roy Harper." He can't help the little smile in his face.

•••

She cried till her eyes felt like exploding. So when someone knocked on her door - and by the stupid sequence of it, she knew it was Roy - relief was the only thing running through her veins. Someone to talk to; something to fill her mind.

"Come in, Roy." She cleans fastly the corner of her swollen eyes, trying to fake a better state than what it actually was.

Closing the door behind him, he states, "I don't know who looks worst. You, or Jaybird." This calls her attention.

"Is he... Is he mad at me?" Roy sits on her bed, stroking her messy hair gently.

"Mad at you? The dude is almost jumping off a bridge. He's mad at himself."

The tears felt like surging again; and she swallowed hard to control her emotions. "Why would he be mad at himself, Roy? He did nothing wrong."

God, his friends were so dumb. He just want to scream, you guys love each other, for God's sake! But honestly, he's not sure if they would believe him. Because they are, again, fucking dumb.

"Was he rough with you?" Her eyes wide.

"No! He thinks that's the reason? I'm so stupid. I'm so, so fucking stupid. He must think... I hate him!"

"Now you're just being dramatic, and you know this."

A little smile crawls her red face. "Okay, maybe I am overthinking. But it's just... You know my feelings, Roy. I started to cry because I know he only wants me for my body, and I love him, and it hurts so much."

Jaybird will forgive him for this. He will have to. Roy hates to break his friend trust, but seriously, they need an exterior brain working on this.

"He loves you too, dummy. If you hadn't left so soon, he would have told you."

"How do you know?"

"Just talked with him." She can't control her sobs; this time - from happiness.

•••

Jason is in the corridor when he hears whimpers. He knows Roy is in her room, probably talking about how much he messed up. Her sweet voice breaking in sobs of pain is almost unbearable to him.

He stays there, trying to listen to anything that they say, completely aware he's being an idiot, because this is her privacy, and he doesn't have the right to do this.

And then, his heart is shoved out his chest.

...I hate him!

Jason leaves. Without listening to the rest, because he doesn't want to start crying in the middle of this stupid corridor. That's it. He got what he wanted. But at what price?

The next three days, she tried to approach him. She was that nice - even unable to forgive him, she kept trying to make Jason feel better. He didn't deserve this. So Jason refused. He walked away, wanting to respect her feelings. He convinced himself she had the right of hating him.

He convinced himself he didn't deserve her stunning presence, because taking the blame for this is better than the hope that, somehow, this is a misunderstood.

So why does his heart screams otherwise?

•••

Three days. He doesn't look at her face for three fucking days.

She did a cup of coffee for him, the way she knows he likes it, and he left it on the table, not even touching. She tried to talk to him, tried to stare shamelessly until he said something, and he returned none of her attempts.

Roy sweared he wasn't mad at her, so why isn't he talking to her? Why is he pretending she's not there? She's so fucking done of the silence treatment.

She'll break it. Without advice, she just enters in his room like a hurricane; but when they lock eyes, she has nothing in her mind.

He was changing clothes. His sweat pants dangerously low in his hips, his shirt in his hand. Hair wet from shower.

"Do you know door exist for a reason, don't you?" His voice. That teasing tone; a bit hesitant, but it's there.

"I- Ahm, I'm sorry." He puts his shirt again in the closet.

"Close the door." Unexpected. Adrenaline pulses in her body while she follows his request. Jason gets closer to her, staring in her eyes.

"Why are you ignoring me, Jay?"

"I heard you and Roy talking in your room. I... because of what you said, I thought you didn't wanted my presence."

She furrows. This doesn't make any sense. She literally said she loved him, and... oh.

"What exactly did you heard, Jason?" She feels the corner of her mouth moving up. They were so, so stupid.

"You said you hated me." His voice trembles, and she can't help the big smile in her face. He seems confused by her unsettling reaction, and she is fast in the explanation.

"Haven't Batman given you the lesson about not believing in things out of context, Jay?"

"I guess 'I hate him' is a pretty complete phrase."

She takes his hand, bringing it to her lips, kissing his knuckles. He shivers at her touch; at how much he misses it.

"Jason. You're the second dumbest person I know. And second because, I am, without doubts, the first place."

She guides him till his bed, crossing fingers, making him seat.

"I love you." His head, low between his shoulders, rise so fast he almost felt dizzy. "What?"

She leans closer to him, whispering in his ear; "I love you, Jason Todd. I do it for a while."

"So why did you left-"

"Because I thought you only desired my body. Roy had to tell me the truth." He tilts his head to the side, mouth mere inches from hers. He looks at her pretty lips, and he wants to kiss it again and again. The whole night. And then wake up at her side, the way it should have been since the beginning, and kiss it again.

"I love you, too."

"I know. I finally know."

He kisses her, uncaring about Roy being in the apartment. The sucker knew till the beginning. Now, they'll do it the right way. She'll stay here, with him, and sleep tangled in his sheets, as he fantasized with a million times.

And tomorrow, Jason will thanks Roy for being such a reckless ass in that mission, which leaded to that stupid joke. Stupid because she's way more than that.

He didn't lost the one he wants to be loved by. He breaks the kiss to smile, and stares at her in disbelief.

[nightswithkookmin]

I might be generalizing but a difference between Jikookers and Taekookers is many of the latter can't really look beyond their OTP.

I was recently asked how I would react as a Jikook supporter if Tk turned out to be "real".

I said I would support them. The Tker was taken aback. But why be so shocked?

I don't think Tk is a thing but... but if I am wrong and they hypothetically come out as a couple, as a fully -functional adult, LGBTQ rights supporter and ARMY I would support. Anything else is unimaginable.

In fact I would support if they come out with any partner unless ofc they are underage or something

Any fan theories or conjectures about dynamics are not important than the boys happiness.

You are better than me I would have thrown rocks at OP🙂

If Tae koo- quick punch to their throat now their gagging and choking on their own blood

I can't even assume hypothetically that that ever be the case because that would require a level of madness I can't bring myself master.

I'm sorry I don't have it in me.

That wouldn't make me delulu. No no no no. FULL BLOWN INSANE IS WHAT I WOULD BE TO THINK LIKE THAT. CRAZY. NUTS. CROSS EYED OUT OF MIND INSANE.

Several problems with that hypothetical situation-

1. To support that I would have to reconcile all the nasty things Jikook have done with eachother out here onto my sanity and then proceed to gaslight myself into believing it was all nothing.

2. Then thinking it was all nothing, I now have to glare at Tuktuk with this wild and uncomfortable secret at the back of my mind knowing very well every time Tae is away Jungkook would be up in them rooms clapping JM's cheeks

Naa I really would have to hate Tae to support that for him. I would.

He deserves better than his alleged boyfriend and soulmate frolicking around in the sheets behind his back. Jikook would be a true primetime villian if that was the case.

3. To support his alleged romantic relationship with Jungkook, I would have to constantly drag Jimin and rant and cuss him out whenever he does something fishy with Jungkook cos he ain't about to disrespect his best friend's relationship on my watch...

But it would be a cold day in hell before I do that 🙂

4. I don't subscribe to this whole menage a trios kumbaya polygamy relationship people think is going on with them.

If Tuktuk were real jikook wouldn't do the things they've done in front of Tae. It would have been disrespectful and morally indefensible on both parts. Especially for Jungkook to sneak into Jimins room at dawn when he is bored. Yall don't think that is problematic if Tuktuk is real?

I know tuktukkers don't have no respect for Jimin and Jungkook but have some respect for Tae💀

A modicum of respect. A pinch. A dot. A grain of respect and I promise you they wouldn't be saying shit like these.

When he tells yall to get out of your imagination this is what he means.

Every single moment we celebrate of Jikook blows a hole into that ship it sinks right down to the bed floors of the sea.

And by support what do they mean? Celebrate them?

Absolutely, we all gon celebrate them send them the generic congrats message on Twitter and twerk a little bit out here cos GAY. But support????????

Support in this economy? As a PJM/ THV/JKK stan????????????

They don't lost their minds.

Listen, I can't even bring myself to support Tae Jennie what about me makes them think I would be able to support Tae and Jungkook BE REAL😫

I would like to see Vmin kiss one day, bring all that tension into a climax but I would not be on the front lines carrying their plaques if they decide to come out to say they are a couple too.

Why? IS JUNGKOOK A JOKE TO YALL??

After everything Jk has done for Jimin it would be wicked on my part as a JKK to throw my weight behind VMIN if ever they decide to date eachother too. Just plain wicked.

My love for JK wouldn't allow me to do that. My love for JM wouldn't allow me to and my love for Tae wouldn't allow me at all. I would feel so miserable, my conscience would bother me to death.

It's that simple.

Tae deserves better. Jk deserves better. Jimin deserves better. And let's have some respect for them damn.

When you break it all down and ask yourself in what ways you are going to support their alleged romance, that's when this whole shit starts to Crack.

But of course I see what you mean and I understand where you are coming from. Love is love and if you made a mistake in assuming Jikook were the couple when they weren't then the right thing to do would be to fix it and support those who truly deserve to be supported 💜

[lady-of-endless]

heyy!! hope ur doing good <3 i saw that ur matchups are open and i wanted to join in!!!

i dont care about the gender! im 5'4 and im really quiet and calm unless im around friends then im super extroverted!

i like to prank and im super big on jokes, i literally laugh at like everything,,, while i do act super childish sometimes i can be really mature

ranting ab my interests is like my favorite thing to do LOL i go to crazy lengths analyzing my interests and my friends call me insane but i love listening its so fun learning ab my friends <3

tysm and have a good day!!! <333

Author's Note: Thank you for this lovely request, dear! You seem such a fun and wonderful person. Hope you'll enjoy it!

I ship you with...Monkey D Luffy!

(Lovely gif is not mine, please show appreciation to the OP)

- Luffy has something like a sensor for quiet people who are actually extroverted once he gets to know them. He enjoys your calm presence a lot but something fires up in his chest when you show signs of opening up and acting extroverted.

- He'll always assure you that both of those demeanours are amazing because everything about you is amazing. Expect him to hype you up. (He's definitely the type to do the Will Smith with his wife pose on multiple occasions - https://i.kym-cdn.com/photos/images/newsfeed/002/616/428/3d1.jpg)

- Please, prank people with him. He'll beg you to be a part of your pranks. He will tell everyone how good you're jokes are. Luffy is going to laugh out loud with tears in his eyes every time (even when the others don't get it).

- Your mature side is what he needs sometimes to ground him. It brings a balance. He admires how you can be both fun and childish but also serious when needed.

- Luffy is basically going to be your number-one fan. He's not even trying to hide it. However, at first, he doesn't get that he's in love. The others will notice it and point it out to him. Ok, and? He accepts it right away, no denial.

- Luffy is generally talkative but somehow he'll turn into a nice listener as you start opening up to him and rant about your interests.

- When it comes to him ranting about his interests, he'll blush once he gets the feeling that you're listening intently and analysing him.

- Believe it or not, since he acknowledges his feelings for you, Luffy will come to you first whenever he comes up with a new plan.

[imjustabeanie]

Hi! Could I please get a romantic matchup for Blue Exorcist, Twisted Wonderland, and Helluva Boss?

Pronouns: She/Her

Sexuality: Straight

Age: 20

Zodiac Sign: Gemini

MBTI: INFJ-A

Ennegram: 5w6

Personality: I'm pretty quiet in social settings but if someone talks to me first, I can keep a conversation going. I will occasionally go up to someone to initial a conversation but not very often. With people that I'm close with, I'm very open and sarcastic. And I make a lot of self-depreciating jokes (even though I have a high self worth). I set very high standards for myself but I also usually meet those standards. People say I have a good poker face/a scary glare but I've never seen it. People also say I look like someone who "knows what they're doing".

Likes/Hobbies: Reading, writing, anime, video games, and listening to music (stuff like Hamilton, Panic! at the Disco and Offspring). I want to be a fantasy writer and I am currently studying an English major at university.

Dislikes: Spiders (deathly afraid of those), being forgotten when I'm gone, and disappointing those who I care about.

Appearance: I'm 164cm (5'4") and have an average build (not too curvy but definitely not straight up and down). I have green eyes that everyone thinks are brown and curly/frizzy dark brown hair that is  down to the middle of my back.

What I look for in a partner: Someone honest and caring. Someone who treats me the way I deserve to be treated. I don't really have a preference on appearance; personality is far more important to me.

Hopefully I've put a good amount of useful information! I hope you have a lovely day and that life is treating you kindly!

~Eren

Hello! I think you can't see my messages anymore and it's because tumblr doesn't let me send or see messages for some reasons 🫠. I contacted support and I'm waiting. I can only send submissions.....=/

Here is my description link https://drive.google.com/file/d/1-9Rw2ZAM52yU007RlXcFiStRWzDqrmpN/view?usp=drivesdk

Here's your matchup! Enjoy!

Blue exorcist :

Rin Okumura

The reason I chose him is because of his personality and your romantic partner preferences. He has such good intentions and is always thriving to help others or make you show the best version of yourself. He might be immature, hot blooded and with uh….a dubious background to say the least but he’s also protective, goofy and emotional. He is definitely someone who would put you above him and always make sure that you’re happy. (Golden retriever energy lol)

How you met: Considering his background, you were classmates. In the beginning he probably poked at you or engaged in conversations to get to know you. But I think you two got closer over music, anime and video games. Rin is very curious and would take your recommendations to heart. I can imagine him knocking at your door or calling you late to discuss an anime you recommended or ask you to co-op with him lol. He’d probably not understand your jokes at first but then he’d probably get used to them (and compliment you each time you make one). Rin is rather spontaneous so I think the moment he realizes he loves you, he will rush to tell you no matter the time lol. Your pokerface doesn’t deter him and he sees you as someone he can rely on.

In the relationship: Rin is someone with a lot of secrets. He tries to appear strong and prove himself so that he can be seen beyond his DNA (if this sentence is terribly written I am sorry…). Just like you took time to warm up to him and befriend him, he’ll probably take time to tell you his whole past and feelings. Rin will always self doubt and there might even be moments where he’d try to break up with you or distance himself for your own good. He doesn’t want to endanger you, his dearest. This patch is gonna be very rough for both of you as he needs reassurance and security. Okay let’s stop the depressing episode. Rin will obviously be very interested in your writing. If you trusted him to show him your drafts he’d be so happy and proud lol. He might not be very good at academics but you can be sure he will always hype you up. I see him as a cuddly boyfriend so you can expect him to just…hug you out of the blue or wrap his tail around your wrist lol. He’s worth it but comes with lot of family drama. But in the end, you’re the apple of his eyes.

Helluva Boss :

STOLAS:

My personal favorite in Helluva boss. Stolas is troubled (they all are but hear me out) but he cares about his loved ones even if he has to ridicule himself (I mean….he’s pursuing Blitzo who’s socially beneath him and it earned him problems). Stolas just ears for more freedom and means to express himself. He’s very lonely and misunderstood, but also a hopeless romantic and a caring person to his loved ones. Oups I’m rambling again sorry. I matched both of you because you complement each others. You’re a breath of fresh air compared to the nobles or the hectic Blitzo.

How you met: I was gonna go for a ball but meh. I’d say he met you in the human world. Perhaps he went up there to relax and unwind a little. To be Stolas and not a prince of hell. Considering his status, he’s interested in the arts. I think he’d find you at a library and comment on the book you’re reading or asking you questions about it. For the sake of this scenario, let’s say it happened a few times and one day you asked for his name. That’s how a friendship started. Stolas would be interested in the more modern writings and music. In exchange, he’d recommend you classics and even bring you his favorite pieces to discuss in private. The friendship would be very casual at first. You both have similar hobbies and would engage in similar jokes. Slowly, he’d start ranting about his life at home (he left a lot of details like his race) and ask questions about the human world. I like to think that even before the relationship, you both would enjoy silence together. You write and he’s reading with music in the background. Now, for this to advance, an accident is necessary. Stolas is rather reckless. His wife will probably question all his weird trips and would somehow target you to mess with him. Of course he’d save you and reveal his identity. At first he’d disappear out of sadness as his wife just ruined a nice friendship. But then he’d earn for you and start checking up on you with his magic. When he sees you worried about him and trying to reach him, he’d come talk to you (after drinking some liquor…) and would pour his heart out about how he missed you and all. You’re probably angry at him at that moment (rightfully so) but in the end he meant well. He wakes up in the morning and you two have a talk after he sobered up. You agreed to have a relationship and get to know each other’s more.

In the relationship: In the beginning, he sees only the physical side and is rather shy. His romantic and eccentric side will appear later but for soft vanilla dates you’ll have to prepare them first. He’s the type to send you lots of gifts and plan expensive dates. He’ll take you to concerts, let you access his library and bring you first prints of your favorite books. If you asked him to review your writing he’d be very happy too. I believe he’d give very good criticism. Also, if you want to meet one of your favorite author, if they’re in hell he will arrange it. He’s clingy and would be more afraid of being forgotten than you. He’d always try to make you happy and would always encourage you. Unfortunately, I don’t think he’d dare to warn you when you’re making a bad decision at first. Concerning hell, Stolas will obviously hope that you end up there (look. Sorry but he’s still selfish). When you’re human, he wouldn’t let you get close to that world. He might introduce you to his daughter at max. He’d also be very protective of you because you’re gonna face a lot of assassinations attempts and his masochist tendencies. If you want it to be serious, it’s gonna be rough because his world won’t be easy on you and he has a bad past with marriages. He sometimes acts more like a curious teenager than a prince. Also, he’d adore Hamilton and musicals in general. He’s caring but honesty isn’t the fort of anyone in hell. At least he means good so just be patient!

Twisted wonderland :

ROOK:

I hesitated between him and Trey because they both would fit you so well in my opinion. But as a lover of all beauty, Rook is your match! Now…Rook is a bloody enigma. He basically observes everyone and then gets fixated on those who interest him. He’s extravagant and a loyal admirer who will always encourage those he deems worthy and help them become their best version. But he’s also just and observative.

How you became friend: Hear me out…so he loves to observe people and take pictures right? I can totally see him taking pictures of the crowd and then, when he developed those pictures he got interested in your person. Was it your poker face or scary glare that got his attention? None knows, but he’s a man on a mission. A mission to get to know you. He’d observe you from afar and when you call him out he will apologize and introduce himself. Rook is very persistent, you’re gonna see him often. So often you’ll warm up to him and eventually befriend him. Rook will try out your book and music type before you can even recommend them to him lol. He’d also give you great advices if you have writer block and will always subtly push you to do your best. I hope you like skincare (I can’t understand it for the life of me help) because this man will introduce you to Vil and will do your skin care himself. He enjoys it and wants to make you enjoy it too, even if it seems intrusive. He’d gladly welcome your sarcasm with a laugh. As for your jokes…if they’re too self-depreciating he’s gonna go on a monologue about you to cheer you up. He encourages you to meet your high standards because he believes in you. Now for the relationship….he’ll either ask you out suddenly or you’ll be the one to ask him out. No in between.

In a relationship: The only difference is his intensity. Rook is definitely more open with you when you’re his lover. Because he sees you as his one and only. He probably will ask you to do some photoshoots for him and would write a poem about your eyes or body in general. Rook is an excellent critic and would not let his personal favoritism get in the way of reality as we saw in CH5. He’d meticulously nitpick your drafts but don’t take it in a bad way, he’s just a passionate lover. Rook is a theater kid in my mind. If you say you love Hamilton, be prepared for a lot of musical pieces to come. He’s definitely gonna plan a lot of movie nights. He doesn’t seem to be a big fan of video games but would definitely try them for you. Just so he can bond with you lol. As I said before, he will always hype you up. If you don’t meet your goals, you can expect him to help you out because he wants you to succeed and be happy. He’s never gonna be disappointed in you. Also, tell him you don’t like spiders because he…might prank you. An issue I can see is that he’s too involved in other people. It might make you jealous, especially if he becomes fixated on something new. He’d never forget you but he can start talking a lot about X Y Z which can be annoying. If you’re displeased he will immediately apologize but…get used to it. It’s in his character as a hunter. He can also appear to hide a lot of things. Communication is key here. Rook is a boyfriend who’s very present in your life. You can be walking and suddenly you receive a picture of yourself from him….

I can see you get along with Silver, kalim and jack.

[fallenoftheromaempire]

Some dnd pet pieve because i feel like a hater tonight so what about it?

Players Petpeeve:

People that make character that don't fit the world/vibe of the campaign as a joke ( the classic "I'm playing a goblin named fart ahah" and it's a gothic campaign.)

People that show up to the first session without even having finished their character sheet/backstory(ofc this doesn't apply on session 0)

People that are obsessed with mechanics and nothing else

People that build their character to be as op as possible (and sometimes don't even discuss it with the dm just using hombrew without permission)

People that constantly contest the dm, like shut the fuck up (I'm not a dm btw)

People that put 0 effort in their character back story/development and are barely present in rp and only come alive during combat. Like go play a videogame or something.

People that make everything sexual. Not like the bard that flirt with everyone, like they constantly make gross comments about other characters or npcs.

People that call off last second without warning. Like if ther is even the smallest chance that i won't make It I'm warning everyone days in advance. Be respectful of other's time. (unless is an emergency)

Players that use ai generated images for their characters fc. Fuck you.

People that make their character do fuck all or go out of their way to make the stupidest decisions possible making everything harder for everyone else. I hate you so much.

People that keep talking about their character and their back story (this simply because i want to learn about the character in game and properly react to it without having previous knowledge. I just think it makes things more engaging)

DMs Petpeeve:

Dms that like the sound of their voice a little too much and launch in these long ass monolohues or cut of players as they are speaking but get mad if they get cut off. I love a monolog but dude it's been 15 minutes wrap it up

Dms that cancel last second without warning

Dms that invite people to join without asking the rest of the party first. (especially if we are like deep in the campaign, like we don't need more players)

Dms that act like it's them a against you and just look forward to cause pain for your character (good for character development but like please slow down it's overwhelming)

Dms that keep around that one toxic player instead of kicking him out the table despite fighting with them all the time.

Dms that when they are the player, constantly protest "That's not how i do it" yeah well, this is not your campaign nor your table. Get used to it and adapt.

Dms that allow all the above players mentioned. Like i wish they told them no.

Dms that keep no safety measures or safewords and don't stop even when the players speak up about how they are uncomfortable

Dms that spend an entire hour talking about their business. And i don't mean having a conversation, like i mean they just talk about themselves without ever asking you how you are doing for a whole hour while you just want to play. Like man I'm happy to listen but at least choose a better moment. I'm not in the head space for this and clearly neither are you.

Dms that waste a lot of time looking for the perfect image to use for npc. Like just describe it.

On that note, dms that use ai images. Fuck you.

What are your pet pieve? Let me know in the tags or notes

[kissettka]

Do you have some romantic headcanons for TFP!Op and the rest of the bots???

hmm, yes! not many, but still. (sorry, not good at writing hc's :c)

Optimus Prime

really needs your love and support.

loves to kiss your hands like you are his princess\prince.

likes to spend quiet evenings with you watching comedy movies where you explain every joke to him.

that one boyfriend who tells you every day "i love you".

Ultra Magnus

pretends that you are not so dear to him, but in fact he loves you so much that even he is in shock.

afraid to take the first steps, because he was taught that showing any emotions is a sign of weakness, but he tries very hard.

he loves when you are gentle with him and give him a bunch of compliments. he becomes literally MESS.

there are no rules for you.

Ratchet

he really likes going out with you on nighttime "dates" where you drive all over town and talk about cybertron.

he gets very embarrassed when you make physical contact with him in any way.

usually ratchet hates it when someone talks too much, but in your case he really likes it when you talk to him and feels awkward if you don't talk much.

very concerned about your health.

Arcee

she really likes to go on picnics with you.

arcee likes to snuggle her faceplate against your chest when she's not feeling well.

very. jealous. you. can't. imagine.

she likes to dance with you as she holds your palms with her fingers and twirls you around.

Bumblebee

for some strange reason, he really likes to hold you in his arms.

becomes too talkative when you're around.

what? you've been in a relationship for a hundred years? he's still in love with you to death and is embarrassed even when you're not doing anything.

Bulkhead

are you very close to him? congratulations, you've turned the bukhead into a total MESS.

he really likes to pet your head with his finger.

and he loves your voice, especially he likes it when you read books to him. most of the time, he doesn't think about what you're reading, he just listens to your voice.

he is much more comfortable with you than with anyone else and when you are around he is very open and genuine. so much so that even miko is jealous.

Wheeljack

will do all kinds of dangerous and crazy things just to get your attention.

he needs some time alone to think about everything, and if you appreciate that, he's just crazy happy with you.

will feel insanely guilty if you are hurt somehow because of him, but won't show it. (yes, yes, he doesn't care at all and that's why every five minutes he comes and asks how you are feeling.)

he really likes to tell you funny stories from cybertron when he was still a wrecker and appreciates your stories too.

Smokescreen

somehow your meeting was love at first sight for smokescreen.

he will ask so many questions about you that you won't know how to answer them all.

he likes to race around town with you because it's the only way he can get all his feelings for you out.

smokescreen will be unhappy if someone takes your attention for even a second. look at him! he is here, so cool and so wonderful in front of you, he don't care that the planet is about to explode, look at him!!!!!

Cliffjumper

often misses you very much.

actually really likes watching documentaries about the ocean and he likes it when you explain everything to him.

weird and looks at you all the time because he really likes you.

he wants to hug you all the time.

[bronanlynch]

experimenting with different ways of organizing this post. shout out to bullet point lists. anyway once again I watched more television than doing anything else

listening (podcast):

new Palisade: very fun as usual! I love the Blue Channel crew so much and I am constantly so worried for them

Great Gundam Project: still very fun to hear how little they know about what is to come. also they got to the episode where Char comes back with a bunch of cool underwater robots and 1) god I miss Char I wish I too were watching an arc of Gundam that has Char in it and 2) shout out to the Gogg & Z'Gok, two of my fave suits in all of Gundam

Media Club Plus: once again they have good thoughts about Hunter x Hunter, truly cannot wait to hear Jack's reaction to the Illumi reveal

listening (music): Dance Apocalyptic by Janelle Monae because I'm stealing songs from my old Beam Saber campaign playlist to make a Partizan/Palisade playlist and that's on both

reading:

Imperial Uncle: got to a twist about halfway through that I was fully not expecting but it was very fun, and the story in now drastically different than I thought it would be when I started but I am still enjoying it a lot

The Death I Gave Him: one of the most interesting questions to me in any Hamlet adaptation/retelling is what to do with Gertrude, what her role in the murder was, etc, and I'm enjoying the way this novel handles that. shout out to unethical science milfs

watching:

TGCF: regarding last week's episode, since we watched it after last week's wednedsaypost: on one hand, beef of beefleaf fame! my beloved! they looked extremely good! ("op they were chained up & disheveled" yeah exactly) on the other, the racism and also the transmisogyny. not that any of this was surprising because it's in the novel too, but it sure sucks to have racist caricatures and also to repeatedly treat the gender shifting & crossdressing as a joke and/or with disgust. regarding this week's episode: rip to Hua Cheng :/ sorry your crush burned your house down :/ I don't remember this arc super well because it was kinda overshadowed (for me) by having Ghost City and then the start of book 2 on either side of it, and as primarily a beefleaf & Mu Qing main I have priorities

Bakeoff: so the technical was a shitshow in a way that is 100% on the judges for not giving them enough time like. sorry that's what it means when every single person underbakes it. however. I literally laughed so hard I was in physical pain when everyone was presenting their horrible liquid puddings so who could say if it was bad or not

Hunter x Hunter: I do love where Killua's arc goes but I also really enjoy this early bit where he's just incredibly competent & terrifying and kicks everyone's ass without breaking a sweat. good for him, sorry about what led you to this point tho

Legend of the Galactic Heroes: other things happened in the episodes that I watched but I will be honest, most of it is wiped away by the preview for next episode showing me an incredibly major character death. um. aside from that. I do like the battle sequences, I love when a show is a couple of guys in a room going "I think this is the enemy's plan, here's what we're going to do about it" and then you see some different guys in a different room going "this is our plan, I hope this is how they react to it" and so on. also I like the narrator as kind of like. a historical accounting of the events, both because I like stories about the narrative construction of history and also because it means everything happens on very specific dates and I love having clear ideas of timelines

ZZ Gundam: finished ZZ! in general I enjoyed it (though I still prefer Zeta) and there are some really fun moments, especially with the Gundam Team, and I like Haman a lot as an antagonist. I didn't realize how close we were to the end until we had like 4 episodes left because the pacing is. kind of interesting. lot more "going to a place and fucking around for a while" than I expected, and sometimes it works better than other times. most of my ~critiques are things I already said last week (the misogyny, the ways in which the critiques of western military intervention in Africa & southwest Asia fall flat due to the white saviorism & none of it really getting a chance to be developed properly, etc) so I'm not gonna go into all that again, but I am going to just mention one of the wildest things which is that they refer to Dublin as "a city in what used to be Britain" which is. a loaded thing to say in 2023 let alone in the 1980s. lmao

I'm in Love with the Villainess: a fun yuri isekai about someone with a shitty job who gets transported into the world of her favorite otome game except instead of giving a shit about any of the male love interests she just wants to spend all her time with the female antagonist. it's very light and silly, and we're watching it as a short break before diving into more Gundam. I do love it when there are lesbians and little hints of class conflict simmering just under the surface

playing:

Ace Attorney 5: some mixed feelings about what I've gotten through this week. I love to see Edgeworth and I'm so compelled by Aura & Simon (individually and also as siblings), but I don't like how Trucy continues to be incredibly sidelined, and whenever they talk about the "dark age of the law" I kind of feel like. ok. look. it is just factually incorrect that it's only now that people cheat in court and only care about winning, and also the idea that overturning one (1) false conviction will fix the problems of the legal system is laughable. especially considering 1) everything about Von Karma 2) Edgeworth's entire backstory and 3) the fact that Phoenix spent the 7 year gap inventing a new legal system that everyone forgot about I guess. anyway. I do love Aura a lot though

Blades in the Dark: finally was able to run another session in my Blades campaign, in which the party. checks notes. performed a reverse bank heist. and also a normal bank heist. sometimes you have to break into a bank to leave something in a specific vault and you steal some other stuff along the way

making: finished building Miorine, so she is no longer a disembodied head and can now stand on the shelf with her wife. I'm not a huge fan of some the proportions/posing of the model, she has. like. woman in a comic book proportions that she doesn't have in the actual show (Imo the worst of it is her arched spine which you can't see here but I was surprised because Suletta has just. a normal spine)

drinking: Down East's cider donut-flavored cider because, once again, I love a seasonal fun little drink. this one's not as dry as the equivalent Citizens Cider I posted about a couple of weeks ago but Down East's stuff does tend to be a little sweeter in general. extremely good though, to be clear

writing: I added a section to my wip doc for my Nirvana in Fire exchange fic and copied over my giftee's prompts but I have not started on it and other than that I've done no writing. oops.

[mistydeyes]

Hi! I’d like to ask for a pairing with someone from CoD. I’m a 25 year old 5’8” gay polyamorous trans man with chin length almost black hair. I also have a few tattoos. I’m pretty shy due to a stutter but once I’m comfortable I don’t shut the hell up. My pet cat is my entire world. I love to play video games in my free time as well as write.

Simon "Ghost" Riley

How you met: Military You and your team were brought in by Laswell. You were highly revered in the states and she knew you were the perfect fit for a joint-op with the 141. As you entered the room, Laswell introduced you as Chatter, your squad's combat specialist. As you took sight of the four men in front of you, you greeted them with a confident head nod. It was clear on the men's faces that they were confused at your call sign. Although initially a joke due to your quiet nature, your entire squad knew once you were comfortable you would talk their ears off. Soap whispered to Ghost, "I wonder why they call him, Chatter. Looks quieter than you, Lt." but that fell on deaf ears. All Ghost could focus on was your aura of calmness and confidence (he also couldn't help but admire how your inked tattoos matched perfectly with your dark luscious hair).

A peek into your relationship: "Simon," you called as you came from your shared office space. You had just finished writing a new entry into your journal, a staple of your routine especially while on leave. As you made your way into the bedroom you saw your boyfriend cuddled up with your cat on his chest. As you stared for a moment, your boyfriend's eyes opened and he gestured you to come sit. "Sorry, didn't mean to disturb you," you said gently as you laid down with the two of them. "Don't worry, love, tell me about your day," he said softly, trying not to wake the small ball of fur on his chest. With that, you recounted your latest writings as well as everything else under the sun. You talked quickly as Simon replied, letting you know he was listening attentively. Eventually, Simon closed his eyes again and smiled falling in a peaceful sleep with your conversation and head on his chest.