#fuck it imma main tag it too

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On my way out of work just now (important, it is 4am) I overheard this chick on the phone say “idk girl he has got to have a weird dick or something. I don’t fucking care tho, because I WILL suck that shit like a silly straw”

And um anyways some of the siblings say that about the Ghouls ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[handsomejack-ingoff]

hey man. if youre complaining about the actors in the borderlands movie being "too old" for the roles. i wanna remind you that in the trailer alone, for a bl1 based movie, hyperion is branded yellow and white instead of red and black, tina is the same age shes supposed to be in 2, krieg has escaped hyperion when jack isnt even supposed to be ruling yet, and fuckin. mouthpiece from bl3 was there. just off the top of my head. i could find more lore inconsistencies if i tried

frankly i think the only issue with the casting is how many of them are zionists and the fact that theyre trying to make roland a comedic character played by kevin hart when hes supposed to be the straight man. like. come on. roland is the only even slightly normal one out of the first games vault hunters (i really dont care that much at the end of the day, thats just my main gripe besides the zionism)

[spotsupstuff]

Aughaug Sparrows is very pretty.

Euros VERY much agrees. tho he's really not doing her any favors by yanking her head towards him outta nowhere While she's eating too. let a woman eat her instant noodles, man, she fuckin loves 'em

here have some bonus doodles i ran off to sketch out while workin on ur ask

[intergalacticaquarium]

Reader visits Family Video practically every day, and tries to get service only from Robin, ignoring Steve 🥰

Hoooooo boy went a little overboard with this one but I really really really love it so much- maybe not exactly what you asked for but I hope you like it!

This Week at Family Video

Robin Buckley & Steve Harrington friendship (and character study) Robin Buckley x a girl who I guess is technically an oc

summary: A cute girl keeps coming into Family Video and Steve is determined to wingman his best friend Robin into a date with her, which turns into a deeper bonding moment when Steve realizes he's grown a lot but there's still room to go and Robin realizes that she's not as alone as she feels.

Content/warnings: Robin talks about how it feels to be closeted in the 80s so there are allusions to period typical homophobia and a quote from Steve from season one which is uncool. It's just like....an analysis of the friendship between the lesbian and the straight himbo and how there's a lot more to it than bonding over hot girls.

(Also I mention a couple movies in here and I have seen none of them so don't @ me)

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Monday 

    It was an average day at the Family Video. People filtered in and out, a few of whom garnered some appraising, and, admittedly kind of objectifying glances from the two clerks that sat behind the central desk, who’s eyes would flash up as the bell ring, look at each other and make a subtle face to indicate whether or not the thought the girl that just came in was cute. 

Robin admits openly to feeling bad about this ritual, and Steve agreed that it was pretty sexist and they shouldn’t be collectively checking out chicks that came in and consulting on their hotness but at this point it was almost involuntary and hard to avoid when Steve all but lept over counters when a pretty girl walked in. Robin told him that she only did it now so she knew if she’d have to be working the sales desk for the next 2-8 minutes until he’d get rejected and come back to help but he didn’t buy it for a second.

The bell over the door rang and they glanced up to see a cute girl with intentionally messy hair, some oversized layers, and a bucket hat walk in casually. Steve and Robin both looked at each other with raised eyebrows just before Steve walked around the counter.

“Welcome to Family Video- anything I can help you find today?” Steve said, turning on his charm, regardless of how overzealous he was with it at times. “I’m Steve, and you are?” He said, sticking out a hand. The girl looked a little overwhelmed at the attention and laughed awkwardly.

“Uh, yeah I’m Leslie.  I’m just looking for a movie that nobody else seems to have.” She said with a laugh and a furtive glance at Robin, who prepared herself to step in quickly.

“Well, obviously we have a wide, wide selection of movies, what kind of things are you into? Tell me about yourself.” He said, leaning seductively against a shelf and knocking a few of the empty cases to the ground and picking them up while attempting to look like he hadn’t missed a beat. Robin couldn’t help but widen her eyes in mild horror at how poorly he was doing. Then her eye caught the girl’s, who met it with the same look that said holy shit, are you seeing this? Robin nodded and silently laughed as she watched the girl turn back to Steve’s attempted flirtation with an overly exaggerated interest and nodding that Robin delighted in seeing was entirely sarcastic.

“I’m actually looking for something pretty specific that I’ve been having a hard time finding.” She interrupted after the humor of the situation had worn off.

“Of course, yeah- what do you need?”

“A film called Hour of the Wolf?” she said nervously, and Robin’s ear perked up.

“OH, yeah I love that one- Michael J Fox as a basketball playing werewolf- who thinks of this stuff? I used to play basketball, you know. Didn’t need the wolf powers, though-”

“That's Teen Wolf, Steve.” Robin corrected from the counter, earning a grateful glance from the girl, who walked over to her quickly, and Steve threw his hands up and sighed.

“We don’t actually have Hour of the Wolf which is a shame because it really is a masterpiece.” Robin chimed in, pulling a thoughtful face

“I’ve been trying to get stupid Keith to get it but he says there isn’t enough demand. Shows what he knows.” Robin said, making Leslie smile and her own heart flutter at the sight. 

“Whoever Keith is sounds like he’s got quite the expert on his hands…” She said cheerfully.

“If you're into arthouse horror stuff though you should check out Eraserhead.” Robin suggested, and Leslie shrugged.

“Arthouse? Is that like a place, or..?” Steve asked, trying to stay in the conversation, but was largely ignored. 

“Sure. If you recommend it I’m sure it’s a winner...” She said, a little cheeky, glancing down at her nametag so obviously that for a second Robin thought this girl was checking out her rack in the middle of the store.”Robin.” She finished, saying her name clearly. 

 Robin thought that maybe for a second there she died and was resurrected, but it turned out to just be butterflies. She stuttered for a moment, telling her about the cinematography as she got her the movie and finished lending it. As she walked out Robin sighed, glancing at Steve.

“Once again, you blew it, Steve.. I really wish I still had the you suck board.” She said with a wry smile.

“Yeah…I know you do, Robin. I know you do.”

Tuesday

The next day at Family Video, Steve was peppering her with questions to Robin’s ire.

“Okay, explain one more time what an arthouse movie is?” He asked, and she rolled her eyes.

“Why do you want to know? You already blew your shot.” She criticized while put away the tapes.

“Alright, you don’t know that. And she’s not the only arty chick in the world. Maybe that’s why I haven’t had any luck lately.” He guessed lamely and Robin gave him a dead stare.

“You are telling me that the reason you can’t get a second date is because you haven’t met a girl that is artistic enough? You, Steve Harrington, want a girlfriend who’s primary interests are in arthouse cinema? Is that really what you’re saying to me?” Robin asked incredulously, stopping herself from laughing at the idea of Steve on a date with a moody poet who wanted his opinions on verse. Maybe she should help him if she’d get to hear about that. 

“Just give me another movie like that to recommend her if she comes back in.”

“I don’t know- Dr. Strangelove.” Robin pulled out of thin air. He was definitely about to ask more questions but at that moment the bell rang and there was the girl from yesterday.

She gave Robin a big smile and waved the tape in her hand as she walked over.

“Holy shit, Robin. Holy shit.” She said, putting both hands on the counter. She remembered my name, Robin thought giddily.

“Is that a good holy shit or a bad holy shit?”

“It’s a holy shit holy shit.” Leslie said, still a little bit stunned. “I mean, the last scene? With the bandages? I mean what the fuck? I mean it’s a…bold recommendation to make to a stranger that’s for sure but it was a good one.” She said, giddy, and all of a sudden Robin’s worst fears came true: she opened her mouth and couldn’t shut it.

Fun facts about the movie, her favorite things about cinematography, favorite movies in order, all of it came pouring out involuntarily. Steve sensed her panic and stepped in front of her.

“I think what Robin meant to say was that you should check out uh, Doctor, uh,” he glanced at Robin quickly, who tried to mouth the words subtly even though Leslie was standing a foot away. Steve read her lips and confidently looked to the customer and said: “Doctor Trained Dove. It's great. Arthouse.” 

Leslie tilted her head and pulled her lips between her teeth like she was trying as hard as she could not to laugh, Robin put her face in her hands and Steve grimaced, reading the room correctly and guessing he hadn’t gotten the title right.

“I haven’t heard about that one. What’s…it about?”

Steve opened his mouth and looked at Robin helplessly.

“It’s a musical about a surgeon that becomes a magician. It’s a lesser known sequel to Doctor Strangelove.” Robin said dryly, glaring at Steve when she said the real title and Leslie laughed and bit her lip.

“Didn’t know Kubrick did sequels.” She said teasingly.

“No, this one is John Hughes, actually.” Robin said, sarcasm not coming through as much as a hopeful punchline that she was obviously shocked to see land.

“Well, Unofficial Kubrick sequels aside, do you have another recommendation for me?” Leslie asked, now leaning on the counter.

“Are you sure you don’t want to hear about 2002?” Robin said, her voice now fully transitioned to that of a person daydreaming and unaware they were talking aloud.

“I preferred 2003, actually.” Leslie played along, and Robin knew she was laughing too hard as it was happening.

“Or 2004, right?” Steve cut in , and they both looked at him awkwardly as he ran a hand through his hair. “Seems like it’s a long time from now but it’s not that far, huh? Weird. End of the century."

Two two women just stared at him blankly and just like that the magic was broken. Robin was no longer in the nonexistent John Hughes movie where she was the one that got to kiss Molly Ringwald over a birthday cake and the three of them were just standing in a video store again.

“Have you seen Holy Mountain?” Robin suggested, and Leslie left with it in hand.

Robin and Steve sort of just stood there in shock at just how badly that interaction had just gone.

“Maybe you’re my bad luck charm. I feel like the last time I was cool was before I met you.” He said contemplatively.

“I’m not going to dignify that with a response besides the fact that I didn’t put you in that sailor outfit. If you want to get her attention tomorrow you’re gonna have to study up, man.” Robin said with a laugh, and Steve frowned at her and cocked his head.

“Me?” He asked, and Robin looked at him with confusion.

“Yeah? I thought you liked her.” 

“I mean she’s cute but I was kinda getting a…. Hm?” He said with a vocalization and a hand gesture that Robin didn’t understand.

“C’mon man, you know I have a hard enough time reading people as it is.” She complained.

“What vibe?” She asked incredulously.

“A vibe, Robin, there was a vibe.”

Steve looked around to make sure nobody was around so he could remind Robin that she was a lesbian and he was pretty sure that girl was flirting with her. 

“She was totally flirting with you.” He said quietly, and Robin looked at him far more aghast than she had any reason to be.

“What? No! No, of course she wasn’t flir- what would even make you think? I mean that’s just-” Robin stammered and Steve’s eyebrows got higher and higher.

“Alright, alright, alright, don’t start spiraling. You seemed into her, though, right? I’m not about to violate bro code and ask out the girl you like just because you’re a chick.” He said in what she assumed was a tone that bros used to talk to each other with a shrug and Robin just set her jaw in disbelief and well meaning annoyance.

    Not for the first time since she met him she imagined getting into a time machine and traveling to Ms. Clicks class and leaning over to whisper to herself See those two right there? See sweet, beautiful Tammy Thompson staring at that dick Steve Harrington? In a couple of years one of those people will be the single person on the planet earth that you have ever told that you’re gay and the best friend you’ve ever had in your life.  I’ll give you one guess to who it is, and if you guess right I’ll give you a billion US dollars. Also you’ll be tortured by evil Russians together. 

    “Whatever- look, whether or not I think she’s cute she’s not a- y’know-” she said, grimacing instead of saying lesbian in such a casul setting without a self pep talk to convince herself it wouldn’t be weird.

    “Returning Fast Times at 53 minutes and 12 seconds?” He offered, and her shoulders relaxed and she loosely pointed at him.

“Right. Sure. She’s not pausing fast times and she’s cool- why shouldn’t you go for it?” She said, now surprisingly adamant in a way that Steve didn’t understand in the slightest as Robin was almost always apathetic towards his love life.

“Because I blew my shot? It’s fine, it happens. A lot, according to the You Suck board.” He justified it, but Robin had a determined look on her face.

“I could coach you! Yeah, she’s gonna watch Holy Mountain tonight, why don’t we watch it too and you can talk to her about it.” She suggested, and Steve emphasized the confusion on his face.

“Robin, it's fine if you like her. You know I don’t have any problem with-” he started, and she cut him off on the spiel. 

He did that sometimes when she was upset and he couldn’t figure out why- always jumpeing to defend himself and assumed he had said something wrong by mistake. It happened on occasion, Steve, as much as she knew his heart was in the right place, was still a white, straight male former highschool bully from Hawkins Indiana with parents that voted for Reagan, he was always honest that he was still unlearning a lot of shit and it was inevitable that something would slip out every once in a while. The first time it had happened, about a month after they started working at the video store she heard him talking to an old team mate and casually dropped the word fairy as a descriptor. She told herself he didn’t mean it but she had still let it fester until he was following her around while she restocked movies asking what’s wrong what’s wrong what’s wrong over and over again like a petulant child. She confessed loudly and angrily before looking around in fear that there was a customer. He swore at himself and apologized profusely and in that moment she was really reminded of that night in the Starcourt bathroom and how, despite how annoying he was, Steve Harrington had a heart even bigger than his hair.

It had been a nice moment, the next time he said something a little off-color he caught it himself, but still apologized a lot. It only got annoying when he started doing it every time he (unfortunately, usually correctly) identified that she was in a bad mood because of a problem that stemmed from her sexuality and assumed that problem was that he said something offensive by accident. The truth was that there were just always going to be some things that she would go through that he would never be able to understand and would be hard for her to explain. Half the time she hadn’t even taken the time to figure out what exactly it was that was bothering her besides the baseline level of worry that came with the small town closeted lesbian territory.

“I know you’re not homophobic, Steve.” She said and he stopped, nodding in relief, but then doubling down on his confusion.

“So then why are you getting all weird about this?” he asked genuinely, and Robin shook her head exaggeratedly, like if she did it super obviously he would believe it more.

“Fine, I’ll watch the movie.” He conceded, as they started to gather their stuff for the end of the day. Robin shook a triumphant fist with a silent yes as she grabbed her bag and  headed out the door to his car.

“I’m not being weird at all. I just think you have a shot and she seems cool. Also I haven’t seen Holy Mountain in a while and it rules.” She said all too casually, and Steve stared at her suspiciously. Robin wasn’t budging, mostly because she didn’t really know why she suddenly had the urge to push them together either besides the odd sensation of trying to make something go away on its own. 

“Is this gonna be a movie that I have to think about a lot while we’re watching?” He asked apprehensively, and did not care for the mischievous and possibly sadistic smile she gave him

Wednesday

    Robin and Steve sat on stools behind the checkout counter, Steve looked shell shocked, to say the very least. More so than he looked after last year's Russian Invasion. Robin was alternating between laughing at him and trying her best to be comforting and apologetic.

    “Steve, I told you you could close your eyes if it got too scary.” She said in a voice she hoped sounded genuine and that he couldn’t hear it shaking a little. He didn’t say anything, just leaned back against the counter staring downwards, unresponsive. “Okay, you’ve been doing this for like a day and a half the movie wasn’t that weird.” she said, and he turned to glare at her.

    “You know that’s not true, Robin. You know that.” He said emphatically, and they glanced towards the door as it rang.

    It was Leslie, walking in with a grin on her face and the movie in hand and Steve was pretty sure that this girl might actually be a serial killer. Robin liked it, too, though, so maybe they were on a crime spree together and they were definitely going to take him outside and skin him alive and hang it up and- ugh, Steve stopped and put his palms over his eyes to get the image out of his head.

    “Is…he okay?” Leslie asked, leaning past Robin to look at the unresponsive Steve.

    “He’s fine- we actually watched Holy Mountain too last night and he's contemplating it.” Robin said, glancing at Steve and pumping the eyebrows of a wingwoman, and scowled when he didn’t see her because his head was now resting against the counter.

    From his vulnerable state, Steve braced himself to hear them babble on about the perfect ratio of that shot of that lady banging that mechanical horse without legs but instead only heard Leslie respond with a disingenuously excited “Oh!”

    Robin was expecting the same as Steve, and she couldn’t quite decipher the way that Leslie’s eyes flitted between the two of them.

    “I’m guessing Steve wasn’t a fan?” She asked, and Robin laughed at him to which he responded with a dry ha ha ha said from under his arms laying on the counter.

    “Well, that’s commitment for you. Takes quite a guy to sit through a movie like that just because he wants to hang out with you.” She said with a tight smile.  The way she said it made Robin wish she was better at social cues because she knew for damn sure she was missing something. 

    “Yeah, he’s alright.” Robin said affectionately. 

    Steve was torn between warm fuzzies at the closest thing his best friend can ever come to a compliment and smacking her on the back of the head for not realizing that this girl now thinks that they’re dating. It never ceased to fascinate him that the person that can decipher Russian without knowing Russian couldn’t hear that telltale sound of jealousy and disappointment in the goodbye of a person who just discovered that their crush was dating sebody already. Then again, he could do that but couldn’t decipher the Russian, so maybe it was just a different skill set. 

    “Wow, I’m sorry dude I really thought that she’d want to talk to you about the movie.”

    Leslie let out a fake laugh and put the tape and some cash on the counter before walking away with an awkward wave and disappeared with the bell. 

    Steve pulled himself up off the counter, his forehead red from pressing against the surface and his hair messed up, and his look was one of utter frustration and disbelief.

    “Holy shit, Robin of course she didn’t. She wanted to talk to you about the movie. She left because she thinks we’re dating and it bummed her out.” He said, almost in a yell at the fact that he knew she wasn’t going to listen to him.

    “Ooooh, that makes more sense. See, I was right, her being jealous is proof that she likes you.” Robin declared and Steve dropped his head back onto the counter with a smack that hurt enough to drive that weird ass flick out of his brain. “I’m sorry you watched Holy Mountain for nothing though. She’s right, it is a rough one if you don’t enjoy it.” She said casually, almost certainly smiling maliciously. He began to smack his head against the counter and he was pretty sure he heard her laughing.

Thursday

    Family Video opened at 11 AM, so almost every morning after he dropped Robin off he’d go and try to figure out more ways to not talk to Keith for an entire shift. Today he had decided to take the stack of returns into the back room and rewind the ones returned by the “unkind” that he secretly wanted to kiss on the mouth for giving him a really easy and time consuming thing to do every morning until his break, where he’d go get Robin, listen to her rant about school, get some drive thru for the both of them, and then finish off the day with his best friend. 

    All in all, it was an alright gig.

    Except for Thursdays. Steve hated Thursdays.

    Because on Thursdays Robin’s band practice goes late and she doesn’t work a shift, and Keith takes off for long periods at random intervals and would leave him alone to mind the store on a pretty busy day of the week.

    Today was slow, both in passage of time and number of customers, so they canceled each other out and made the day suck exactly as much as last Thursday. 

    He continued to rewind movies, noting a few titles for later that seemed interesting. He took out the next tape and pushed it in. The movie turned on and Steve nearly fell off his chair when his screen was very suddenly two very naked women. He didn’t rewind yet as the two of them kissed and Steve glanced down at the tape. Desert Hearts. He quickly checked to see who returned it and it was, unsurprisingly, a long list of male names, a few of whom he recognized from various sports teams and parties throughout high school, and strangely Karen Wheeler of all people, but he wasn’t going to unpack that. 

As Steve scanned the back of the VHS box he read about the plot of the lesbian love affair that blossoms between the two women out west and a plan formed in his mind, and that plan would help him honor his Duty as a Man with a Heart a Soul and The Critical Social Skills Robin Buckley Lacks: He was going to get his best friend laid. Because that's what friends do.

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Later that day Steve had an okay plan that could potentially pan out and now was just waiting for the opportunity, he just had to wait for Leslie to come in like she had every day this week. He leaned against the counter and idly watched the screens and glanced out the display glass as people passed by.

    That was when he glanced up to see somebody slowing down and peeking inside. It was Leslie. Whatever she saw, she looked away and kept walking. Steve tilted his head in confusion, but pushed the VHS tape into the player and waited. There wasn’t much business today and as the movie played he did find himself a bit enraptured in the drama between the two women. 

 The only time when his attention was torn from the weighty glances between Vivian and Kay was when he saw somebody pause outside the window. It was Leslie again, peeking in. When Steve met her eye and waved a little she looked like she had been caught red handed and awkwardly walked in and waved.

“Uh, hey Sam.” She said a little stiffly.

“It’s- it’s Steve.” He corrected, and she quietly apologized and wandered into the stacks.

Now that Leslie was actually in the store, Steve realized that his so-called ‘plan’ was actually just the idea to put the movie about lesbians on the tv and wait to see if she reacted. He wished that wingmanning for Robin didn’t have to be so subtle. 

She put the box on the counter and Steve began to slowly start checking out the movie to give her time for her to either look at the tv and say…something. This was a stupid plan, he realized, and he made a quick move to salvage it.

Using his stealth skills gained from years of monster hunting and high-stakes babysitting, he tried to secretly watch Leslie around the store and noticed that she seemed to not be looking at the movies, but at the staff break room and around the store for other clues about the whereabouts of a certain missing front desk associate. When her eyes caught the TV screen and saw the actresses that Steve hoped looked familiar her head snapped back in front of her and she stood very still, examining a box without really seeing it for what she deemed long enough to take it to the counter to make a quick escape.

“Do you like this movie?” He asked, pointing at the screen and unable to stop himself from visibly cringing.

She looked up at him incredibly awkwardly. “I’m…not sure what movie that is, honestly.” She said, and he was like 50% sure she was lying.

“Robin likes this movie.” What had happened after breaking up with Nancy that left him so much worse at talking to other people? Was it Dustin’s influence? Was it just that he didn’t know how to be charming without being a total dick? He knew it was probably that one.

Leslie gave him a tight smile. “That’s sweet that you’re watching her favorite movies. She’s a nice girl. I'm glad she’s got someone that cares.” 

“Yes! Robin is a nice girl!” He said energetically, even if that wasn’t necessarily a word he’d use for her. “She’s super cool and smart too. She speaks four languages and can translate Russian by ear.” he said, hyping her up, realizing now that Leslie had meant it’s sweet that you watch your girlfriend’s favorite movies.

“I…didn’t know that. Very impressive. You two make a cute couple.” She said, and it was audibly strained.

“We’re not dating. We’re just friends. Best friends.” He added at the end, a little embarrassed of himself. “But I do watch her favorite movies and thank you for seeing the value in that because Holy Mountain has literally been haunting me for two days and I just think that friends should get credit for doing that shit too.” He added in annoyance at nobody in particular.

“Oh!” She said, and he could hear the audible relief, and saw her glance back at the tv and swallow. Steve could see the gears grinding in her head and he could not believe that his terrible plan might be working. “That’s- I mean- I guess I just assumed.”

“Nope, not dating, she’s totally single. I asked her out a little after we first met because of all the cool hot smart stuff I said earlier but she was not interested and now we’re just friends.” He explained, trying to put emphasis on the not. 

“Best friends.” Leslie said gently with a smile, her awkwardness gone and replaced with a very cautious beginning of a theory he was trying to confirm without saying anything.

“Yes! Best friends. Because she’s the best.” He said, nodding, and then Leslie nodded too. They stood there in silence for a second before Steve remembered he was checking out her movie.

He went to write down the number and furrowed his brow when he saw the title.

“National Lampoon’s Christmas Vacation? This doesn’t seem like your kind of flick.” Steve said oddly, and her cheeks got a little red.

“I was kinda waiting for Robin to give me another recommendation.” She said with an awkward laugh.

Steve saw his opening, and was closing in on his plan quickly and efficiently. “Well, Robin really likes this movie.” He said, stepping aside so she had a full view of the tv and the lengthy stares between the two actresses. “Do you want to rent it?” he asked, suddenly kind of hoping she said no because he wanted to finish watching it.

“Uh, sure?” She said, and he reluctantly turned around to eject it and making it a full spin when he came up with an alternative.

“Oooh no!” He said in a dramatic fake tone akin to a child's television star that didn’t see you come in but wants to show you some puppets anyway. “This is actually Robin’s copy of Desert Hearts, and not the stores. So I can’t lend it to you.” He said in an exaggerated voice.

Leslie furrowed her brow. “Then why is it playing?”

“Becaaaaaause….she thought I’d like it and she knew it would be a slow day and she wasn’t working.” He pulled out of nowhere.  “But- you should come back tomorrow, when she is here and ask her to borrow it. Oh! Maybe you could watch it together and talk about cinema! Now that’s an idea!” He said, knowing he was overplaying it while he was talking and as Leslie stared at him incredulously.

“You…want me. To come in tomorrow. And ask your friend Robin if I can watch her copy of Desert Hearts with her?” Leslie asked, and Steve nodded profusely at the secret code the two of them had developed. 

“Yes. That’s exactly what I think you should do. If you want to.” He said encouragingly, and he could tell that Leslie was running some serious cost-risk analysis gymnastics in her head trying to decide if this really weird situation was actually trustworthy. Steve knew that if he said anything else he could blow his cover, so he just kept his mouth shut.

A little smile came on Leslie’s face and she nodded.

“ I guess I’ll be back tomorrow, then.” She said, and Steve thought it was adorable how she was trying to hide her excitement.

She left with a little spring in her step and, unsurprisingly, National Lampoon’s stayed on the counter with him. Steve grinned, imagining how excited Robin was going to be, and started to rewind the movie because he was sure that he’d missed something important while he was talking to Leslie.

Friday

It was Friday at Family Video and Steve was acting….weird. 

“Dude, tell me what’s wrong you know I can’t read body language.” She scolded and he shrugged energetically.

“Nothings wrong. Everything’s great!” He said, and reached out to pick a piece of fluff out of her hair so she would look her best when Leslie arrived but she smacked his hand away.

“Don’t touch my hair-Is it the Russians again?” Robin asked seriously.

“What? No. Why do you always assume it’s Russian?”

“Because of the time that it was Russians.” 

“Yeah but it was only once.” He said calmly.

“That’s already too many times, Steve.” She said dryly. “Okay, fine, nothing’s wrong but something is up. What is it?”

He sighed. “Okay, but I’m only keeping it a secret because I don’t want you to freak out and get in your head about it.” He explained, and Robin’s eyes went wide.

“Oh no. What did you do?” she asked in horror. 

“Not oh no! This is good!”

“Tell me now or I’m going to punch you in the throat Steve Harrington I took a self defense class after last summer.” She said sternly. Robin didn’t like surprises. Especially after the Russian thing.

Steve leaned in conspiratorially, looking around the store to double check that no customers had snuck in. “Leslie’s gonna ask you out today.”

“What?” Robin squeaked, her eyes going wide and her chest filling up with that extra special anxiety that was cooked up for her specifically by Sappho two thousand years ago and Ronald Reagan now.

“Yeah! It’s gonna be great- I had a whole plan to figure out if she was, y’know, pausing Fast Times and it worked and she’s gonna come in later and ask if she can come over and watch your copy of Desert Hearts.” He explained cheerfully, hoping that his enthusiasm would break through what he really hoped was happy stunned silence.

“What? How did you..? Did you tell her I was- I mean what the fuck, Dude- and what is Desert Hearts?” She stammered, trying to gather her thoughts.

“You haven’t seen it?” He asked in shock. “Oh my god it’s amazing the chemistry between Helen Shaver and Patricia Charbonneau is electric and-”

“Steve!” She said, snapping him out of his review.

“Right, sorry. I didn’t tell her anything, I just put on the movie and said that you liked it and she said she also liked it and I said that she should ask if you want to watch it.” He said calmly. “More or less.” he added, but Robin didn’t look any less freaked out. “What’s wrong? I thought you liked her.” He asked, truly confused.

That happened sometimes. Steve would assume he  said something wrong but that’s just because he doesn’t like seeing her upset. If he had just accidentally said something shitty at least he could just apologize but more often than not it was just something that she didn’t believe she could explain to him. He had asked her to try, he was her friend and he knew that he was the only one that knew she liked girls- He wanted her to be able to talk to somebody- he hated that his best friend ever felt alone.

“It’s not about that you just- you shouldn’t have done that.” She said angrily and walked towards the counter away from him.

“Why not? You’re always helping me get dates- why can’t I help you too?” He asked, hoping she could tell he was confused and not just being difficult.

“Because it’s different!” She snaped.

“You always say that but maybe it isn’t! Maybe I would understand. We’re friends, Robin. Just because we don’t have the same experiences doesn’t mean that I won’t be able to listen and help you. You told me about how much you liked Tammy- I thought you wanted to meet somebody.” He said, and Robin glanced at him, her hard gaze softening to something more awkward and nervous and familiar.

“It’s just…” she started, screwing up her face and trying to figure out how to explain something that frustrated her about herself endlessly. “It’s- fuck- okay,” she took a deep breath and tried to start, quickly scrubbing her face with her hand. 

“I knew Tammy didn’t like me back. It wasn’t real it was just a stupid crush and it hurt like hell but it was still safe.” She tried, words spilling out of her.

“Robin, Leslie’s a nice girl. She’s not going to hurt you.” He said, pained at the fact that he got to ask out and get rejected by 20 girls a week and Robin could just watch from afar.

“That’s not what I mean. I mean, it kind of is, you never really know it’s just- fuck.” she groaned in frustration, pacing for a moment before finally finding her words.

 “I don’t know what I’m doing, okay?” She said in a furious rush. “I’ve never done this before. It’s not like when you were ten and you got to walk up to a little girl on the playground and ask to hold her hand. I never got to learn how to flirt or ask my friends if the girl I like mentioned me or figure out when you’re allowed to put your arm around a date at the movies. 

“Robin…” Steve said softly, but she wasn’t done and he wasn’t going to stop her. She took another unsteady breath

“I didn’t get a first date, or a first kiss or a dance with my crush at the Snow Ball or-or ever get to ask my mom for dating advice or gotten to hear my dad sternly talk to my date before giving a nod of approval.” Robin sniffed hard, her eyes watering up as she valiantly fought away the tears.

“I didn’t get any of that. And I’m never going to.” She said, her voice now rough with emotion and a little quieter. She wiped away a stray bit of wetness from her eye and twisted her mouth up. “Nobody’s going to be pulling up in a limo to take me to prom.”

“I’m always going to be different, and it’s hard and it hurts that all of that is just gone now and I missed all of it and I can’t ever get it back. I’m never gonna be a kid at the Snow Ball looking at Kelsey Landin sitting by the punch and not understanding what was so wrong about wanting to ask her to dance. I couldn’t even doodle our names in a heart in my notebooks.” She took a gasping breath and wiped away a tear that finally fell. 

“It shouldn’t be like that.” She was almost talking to herself now, taking an angry breath and shaking her head. “I was just a kid. It wasn’t fair that for my entire life every person that has ever claimed to love me might have hated a piece of me so much that if I was sitting on the swing sets at recess holding hands with Jenny Becker instead of you then I would be utterly ostracized by everybody. Not just bullies. Friends, family, students, teachers, strangers. Grown-ass adults that would hate a child for the crime feeling the same way as every other kid but about the wrong kind of person.” Her voice was sad and proud and angry and valiantly holding down the waterworks that were going to come bursting through any second now. 

“I mean, Jesus, Steve, you’re the only person I ever told and I did it totally on a whim fueled by adrenaline and truth serum- you have no idea what it’s like not knowing if anybody else I care about might turn on me and ruin my life if they actually knew me. I still don’t even know if my parents would still fucking love me if they knew I wanted to watch a stupid movie with a pretty girl and put my head on her shoulder.” Robin was humiliated that she was fully crying now, sitting down behind the desk on the floor and unable to stop. She had kept all of this in for so long and now it was pouring out of her involuntarily. Steve walked away for a moment and she felt an irrational panic that he was going to leave and not wantt to be her friend anymore because she couldn't keep the ugly parts of it to herself and left any discussion of her sexuality at vague looks of hot or not when a girl came into the store. She watched him go to the door and her heart froze until he just reached out flipped the sign to closed before coming back and sitting next to her on the floor. 

Relief flooded her followed quickly by more misery that after all they’d been through her instincts still told her that she shouldn’t expect him to be okay with her saying any of this out loud and the tears came back in full force.

 Steve put his arm around her and pulled her close so she could cry into his shoulder and patted her back as comfortingly as he could as his heart just fucking shattered. He remembered when they were in the Starcourt bathroom and she said that if he really knew her then he wouldn’t even want to be her friend. The two of them had just been kidnapped and tortured by evil invading Russians armed with bone saws and floor eating acid and Robin was afraid to tell him that she had a crush on Tammy Thompson. Even worse is that she had watched him be King Dickhead Steve for years and he had almost certainly given her a reason to think he wouldn’t be okay with it at some point.

You know what, Byers? I’m actually kind of impressed because I always took you for a queer but turns out you’re just a screwup like your father. Was what he had said to Jonathan after telling Nancy to go to hell. He felt bad as soon as he said it, but that didn’t stop him. Back then he didn’t know how to be hurt he just knew how to be angry. He had been heartbroken, in love, and an absolute piece of shit about it. About thirty seconds after saying it Jonathan was beating the ever loving shit out of him and each punch really hit home the fact that he absolutely deserved it. 

He had actually thanked Jonathan later for very literally knocking some sense into him, and to his surprise, he forgave him. And it felt good. He hated who he used to be. He really did, so he had made a few phone calls and a few drop ins to make some heartfelt apologies to some surprised people that were genuinely shocked that he would ever have come around. The worst part is that he would never really know everybody that he hurt, never know who was out there overhearing him say something hateful and taking it to heart.

Robin was his favorite person. He wasn’t sure when it had happened but despite all his complaining she was somehow the only person he knew that really got him. She exploited that knowledge constantly and used it against him, sure, but she got him. He wished he could make her feel as understood as she did. But there would always be things like this that he never would’ve considered that she had gone through her whole life. 

Eventually her breathing calmed down and she sat up, her breathing a bit unsteady and her face red and puffy. She gave him a watery smile when she saw their matching tear tracks and she patted him gratefully on the shoulder.

“I’m sorry about that- that was-”

“You don’t need to apologize, Robin. I’m serious.” He said, looking at her so she knew he meant it. “If I’m the only one you have to talk to about this then I want to hear it all, even when it’s sad and it sucks. Especially when it’s sad and it sucks.” He said, and took a deep breath. “You’re not alone anymore. Anybody tries to mess with you or make you feel like shit just come and get me and I know that I’m not enough to make up for the entire world’s garbage but if there’s anything I can do to make all of that even a fraction less shitty for you then I’ll do it.”

He looked at his hands for a moment, feeling a confession of his own coming on.

“You’re the best friend I’ve ever had, you know.” Steve said honestly, and Robin quirked an eyebrow. “Like, even though I was super popular and knew everybody I still only really hung out with Tommy and Carol and they were just the worst.” he sighed, not knowing how to say this without making it seem like he was trying to get out of responsibility for being a shithead. 

“I have never met two people so good at making somebody feel like a fucking loser like Tommy and Carol and there is nobody better at making you terrified of being that loser like they could. I’m not saying that they forced me to shove nerds against lockers or anything but any time I tried to do the right thing they’d just shut me down and taunt me until it felt like if I didn’t do whatever bullshit they wanted me to then everybody would think I wasn’t a real man or some shit and they’d drop me and then I wouldn’t be fucking King Steve anymore.” He shook his head, his hair wobbling as he swore and looked at Robin, unsure if he was getting across what he was trying to and he saw that she was listening, even if her thing had been bigger and more painful she still cared.

“And that’s exactly what happened. For the first time in my life I stood up to them instead of for them and Tommy punched me in the face and drove away. Never even tried to talk to me again. Then at school they started all kinds of rumors and talked shit about me all the time and then I wasn’t King Steve anymore and…” he trailed off and had a little smile “and then I was happy.” He said, in a little disbelief.

“I was thinking about that the other day, pointing at you and Tammy in Ms Clicks class and asking young Robin one day, one of those two people will be the only person you trust enough to tell that you’re not into dudes.” She said, a little mystically, and Steve burst out laughing, and Robin quickly followed. Their laughter calmed down and they knew that the storm had passed and they came out better on the other side of it. They grabbed each others hands to hoist each other back to a standing position and looked at  each other grinning.

“I didn’t fucking hate myself anymore, I got to follow my own instincts and do the right thing. Sure, Nancy dumped my ass and broke my heart and it actually felt so good to just…be sad. Without Tommy and Carol taunting and yelling at me until I felt so angry and pathetic that we’d spray paint her name on the movie theater again and I would’ve felt like absolute shit about it for the rest of my life. I was totally heartbroken but for the first time in my life I actually got to feel it and it. Then Dustin Henderson of all people comes sprinting at me one day and says that everybody else is busy and he needs my help.” He grinned. “It’s just stupid, right? All that time I only cared about being popular and if I could tell my younger self that someday I’d be working in at the video store for minimum and I’d spend all my time hanging out with a 15 year old egomaniac and a band geek that I was briefly a little bit in love with until she rejected me and the entire male population on the floor of a mall bathroom I’d do it and let him know up front that they’re honestly the reason that I’ve never been happier. Really rub his nose in it too.” He said, and Robin laughed aloud in that special way he recognized because it always preceded I was just about to say that.

“Is my face red?” She asked, touching it and being a bit satisfied at how healthy her skin felt after crying.

“Yeah but just give it a couple minutes.” He said, and she nodded. “Hey, when Leslie does get here you can go hide in the back or something if you really don’t want to talk to her, I know I overstepped, but if you need any advice on stuff you didn’t get a chance to learn let me know, no judgment- guaranteed.”

Robin furrowed her brow. “Wait- how exactly did your conversation with Leslie go yesterday? Did you just point at the screen and ask if she liked the movie?” She asked incredulously, and Steve slowly began to nod.

“Uhhh…yeah. That’s exactly what I did.” He said, and she started to laugh again. Steve grinned when he heard a laugh that seemed a little lighter now.

About an hour later the bell rang and Leslie came in. Steve nodded at her and went into the shelves to give quiet support and maybe some advice via arm gestures from behind Leslie, and Robin took a deep breath.

Both girls were extremely nervous, both giggling when their eyes met in a way that reminded Steve a bit of middle school. He smiled to himself and resented the tears pricking at the corners of his eyes when he thought about her getting a chance at simple, blushy, giggly, inexperienced romance for the first time. She deserved it, more than anybody.

“So, um, this is kind of a weird question but I stopped by yesterday to see if you have a copy of um…Desert Hearts?” Leslie said tentatively like she was giving a secret password at a speakeasy and hoping it was the right one.

Robin had a determined look on her face that didn’t necessarily give off a romantic vibe but he could feel her relentless bravery from where he stood.

“I’ve heard of it.” Robin tried to say mysteriously, waiting for the next part.

“And your friend with the hair- He said that, um, that you didn’t have it at the store but he said that you had a copy and that maybe…..you…might…want to watch it with me?” She said, finishing with a smile that was also a grimace. Steve was delighted at how awkward the girl who had seemed so cool all week had gotten.

“I…would like that very much.” Robin said, holding in all her excitement to seem casual when inside she was exploding.

“Cool.” Leslie said, and she and Robin stared at each other in gleeful silence until they made a plan to meet after her shift and Leslie left, waving awkwardly while walking out the door. The bell rang as the door shut and Robin turned around so she could catch her weight against the counter, but Steve’s eyes followed Leslie out the door first and saw her get into a car parked out front with a driver that was currently giving her a high five and obviously congratulating her. Steve waved subtly to the silhouette of the other wingman and he waved back before they drove  away.

Steve then walked up to Robin to see her smiling dreamily and starry eyed.

“Cool.” She said softly, and smiled again. She wasn’t much help around the store for the rest of the day, but every glance he got of the wistful Robin putting tapes back in the wrong places and saying cool in a whisper every few moments and giggling made it worth it. 

Saturday

    Steve waited anxiously outside Robin’s house before work and was annoying himself more and more every time his brain made the comparison of a parent waiting for their kid after their first day of school to ask how it went when they’ve spent the whole day worrying. It wasn’t like that, but he was still anxious for her to come outside.

    Robin opened the door and waved goodbye to her family and started towards the car. He could see the size of her grin from the moment she was in sight. 

    When she got into the car she was silent for a moment, and he refused to drive, only stared at her expectantly

    “So? How’d it go?”

    Robin was trying to play it cool despite the fact that she was bouncing in her chair. 

    “You know that whole list of things I thought I had missed out on and it was too late for? Let’s just say I…checked a couple things off.” She said coyly, and Steve grinned at her proudly and gave her a victorious shoulder pat. That’s when she exploded into squeals and all that sandy hair shaking around her as she bounced up and down.

    “Oh my god, Steve, it was amazing. She was so cool and pretty and funny and we had so much in common and we, um” She stopped and her cheeks turned red, and Steve’s eyebrows shot up.

    “I knew it. I knew that you had it in you to be a total chick magnet.” He said proudly, and she grinned at him, shrugging in concession.

    “Turns out I’m a natural Cassanova.” She said with only a hint of irony, and turned her head to look at him. “Thank you, Steve. I mean it.” she said with a tone so genuine that it almost sounded strange in her voice.

    Steve nodded and smiled back. “No worries. I’m your wingman, it’s what friends do. And I like seeing you happy.” 

            The End.

    “Well then…you did what you came to do, because I’m really really happy right now. You’re a good friend.” She said with a sweet finality. Things would stop being mushy and go back to normal but they’d never be the same.

As they began their drive to work they glanced at each other and smiled one more time. Robin had never been so grateful to have a friend like Steve, and Steve had never been so proud to have a friend like her. 

[spectresaurora]

This Too, Is Yuri

[aro-bird]

Just got a radfem in my askbox basically calling me dramatic for worrying about my transmasc poc friends and I went and reported them. I wasn't gonna make a post about this, but I decided to also block the anon for my own mental health and went back to my notifs to go block what I thought was a porn bot since I've been getting used to those.

When I refreshed my notifs however, the "new follower" disappeared which was honestly kinda funny. Was the rando new account following me just to send harrasment to my inbox?? LMAO

Bro I'm barely anybody and sending messages like that definitely proves my point that y'all are people who I shouldn't feel safe around as a member of a minority group.

[kazutora-kurokawa]

Heyyyy, omg can I ask for nsfw headcanons for haitani brothers, hanma, baji, kawata brother and shion with a reader who has a extremely high libido 😼

TokRev x High Libido!Reader

♡ NSFW, fem reader, pet names, roughness + fluff, praise + degradation, Hanma lowkey being a jackass ♡

Characters: Ran, Rin, Hanma, Baji, Nahoya, Souya, Shion

note: Just some short headcanons, thank you anon 🩷

note 2: Writing smut while I'm on my period is so therapeutic for some reason

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Ran

💜 Doesn't mind your high libido because he has one too

💜 Mutual masturbation + phone sex

💜 Teases you when you're needy

💜 Lazy morning sex 🔛🔝

💜 He lets you ride him as soon as he wakes up

"My pretty baby~ so needy for me early in the morning ♡"

Rindou

🩵 Soft boi hours fr

🩵 Eats you out before he fucks you

🩵 Fucks you like he loves you because he does

🩵 Praises you nonstop and loves listening to you whimper and moan for more

🩵 Doesn't stop til you tell him to even if he's tired, he lives to please you

"It's okay princess, imma make you cum okay?"

Hanma

🏵️ Teases you about your high sex drive and laughs when you get upset

🏵️ Doesn't let you touch yourself because you're his to touch

🏵️ Lets you sit in his lap and grind yourself on him

🏵️ Degrades you while you beg for him to fuck you

"Aww my little slut wants me to fuck her? You're gonna have to beg me better than that baby ♡"

Baji

🪷 Bites you during sex to mark you as his, you always wake up the next day looking like you were the main dish at a vampire buffet

🪷 Loves when you leave nail marks down his back (he'd proudly show them off to Chifuyu too 💀)

🪷 Laughs at you when you beg for him to fuck you because he was going to even if you didn't beg

🪷 Eats you out til you're overstimulated

"What's wrong cutie? You begged me for it and now you're a whiny little mess~"

Nahoya

🌟 Thigh riding + ass slapping (he'd probably slap your pussy too if you let him)

🌟 Grips your thighs hard enough to leave marks

🌟 Likes when you pull on his hair, takes it as a sign to be rougher

🌟 Curses the whole time you two fuck

"Fuck baby, pussy gripping me fucking so good. I'm gonna make sure you can't walk in the morning ~"

Souya

💠 Doesn't mind your high sex drive, but his is definitely lower

💠 Moans louder than you when you fuck, you're just so tight and warm

💠 Loves when you ride him, especially when he gets home from working at the ramen shop, it's a great stress reliever

💠 He'll let you keep riding him even if he's tired and overstimulated, he just wants you to feel good

"You look so beautiful on top of me babygirl, keep going til you're satisfied~"

Shion

🖤 He may be a violent delinquent, but he's a major softie for you

🖤 Obsessed with your high sex drive and always makes time to fuck you

🖤 Prefers to fuck in private, but will do it in public if you beg him enough

🖤 He whimpers when you suck him off

🖤 Has to go slow when he fucks you so he doesn't cum too fast, but you always end up fucking yourself onto his cock faster

"Shit! Slow down please, I ain't tryna cum just yet pretty girl~"

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Tagging @arlerts-angel and @i-literally-cant-with-this

[drawlody]

My list of Adam ships♡ n my opinion bout them (also fics rec :D)

Adam x Luicfer (Adamsapple/Duitarduck) 10/10

Need i say more:)))??!?! started out as a "haha funny slip-up ship" to "hey they got really good angst potential". The friends/lovers to enemies to lovers is STRONG with this one n i am eating up everything i could found on ao3. Smth bout this macho-ass man finally getting to stay back n not take charge for once feel nice, also princess Adam supermacy wooooo. Whoever came up with the ship name i applaud u cause that's like a 3 layers name(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

It's not an Adamsapple fic without Adam having at least 1 mental breakdown n Lucifer have his guilt eating him alive:)))

Very fucked up torture but i swear it worth the pain:D The dove is so dead it start to rot so plz read the tags properly (plz check out the AngeliaDark other works too they got good shit)

This one have a splits so check out both the fics (beware the author have a skrewed sense of what is considered wholesome:))))

I didnt think a smut scene could be this sad

Adam x Lute (Guitarspear/Guardrock) 10/10

Litteraly my first Hazbin ship, assholes in love is an underrated dynamic we desperately need more off:))) That with a dash of evil dude x loyal subordinate (which i havent seen since the Deathglare days) n opposite attract (look they have one main thing in common is that their extreme bloodthirst, other than that she's stricter than ur mom n he's lazier than the Sloth ring itself but that the beauty of it no? He convince her to chill tf out n not to burst a blood vessel, she keep him on track n make sure Sera dont come on their asses)

They're just being silly enabling each other terrible behaviour n i love that for them (´▽`ʃ♡ƪ) Litteral besties i tell ya

Heavy non-con shit involving Val but Lute will revenge our boi i promised u that

Cool idea n they r just made for each other damn

First hazbin fic i read which is a really cool smut:D

Adam x Micheal (we need a ship name people ) (update: it's Songbird/Guitarhero) 10/10

I like how we dont even got a proper comfirmation of Micheal design/personality yet the ship is here already ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ ( im using the Nakariiale's design as a base here love their design)

Hit me with that rebound love x "u look like my ex so im using u as a replacement but ill fall for the real u eventually" x co-workers in heaven. I'm thinking smth along the line of "after Lucifer fucked off with Lilith, Micheal became Adam guardian angel n they just hang out" ya feel me here? (✿◕‿◕✿)

Shout out to Bloog_b for dragging me into this ship:DDD also im on the Adam x the archangels ship as a "gotcha" to Lucifer of sort. Like bitch u stole my wives imma steal your brotherS

Look it's Adamsapple endgame but trust me u will be feed well on this ( u know how good u gotta be for people to ditch the main ship?)

I'm giving yall 4 fics here cause i can only found 4 rn(._. )

this one is uhh non-con so beware

Micheal is indeed Adam guardian angel in this one:D

Adam x Eve (Flowertunes) 8/10

I dont care what yall said they love each other throughout Eden n Earth , might have a falling out in heaven but that doesnt change the fact that they were once IN LOVE. Honestly why cant we just have a couple that have the same bright-eyed innocence like one another.I refuse to believe Eve like willingly cheat on Adam with malicious intent n all, simply she was indeed ''tricked'' or just not fully understand the sistuation, n Adam love her way too much to think that she would do that to him like Lilith. Hell the dude was heartbroken after L left , starting the abandonment issues, so he would have cling to Eve, doing everything so that he aint alone again, even if that mean leaving Eden

Honestly it pisses me off that the Adam/Eve tag on ao3 most of the time is just 1 dialouge between them back when Eve bit the apple n thats it no elaboration on the couple whatsoever >:(((

Lots of switcharoos

sinner eve woooo

look its hard trynna find a fic focusing on them ok?

Adam x St. Peter (Guitargreeter (bet ya didnt see that coming:))) 7/10

Base on this fanfic alone Joe my dude u r on the path of becoming THE Adam crack-ship writer n i am here for this:)))) just so u wait this dude gonna whip out a AdamxNifty , AdamxHusk fic later on ( •̀ ω •́ )✧

From within the fic itself the ship its 2 bros in love with homophobia standing in the way >:( also when did we have a name?!?!?!?

I just like Adam x anyone in heaven alright:D like bro famous n he got that ancient rizz, u telling mr he cant bag a hottie or 2-100+ hmm?

Adam x Alastor (Angelicradio) 8/10

I DONT EVEN KNOW WHAT ABOUT THEM THAT I SHIP I JUST DO φ(゜▽゜*)♪ i blame YOU honestly rn this ship is either Adam found Al after the fight n they make a deal or they're in heaven n they chillin this ship is confusing:D

They're angels on heaven

Adam gone back into eden n do shit differently

This is both Adam/Eve n Adam/Alastor kinda

Adam x Alastor x Lucifer (Angelicradioapple/ Charlie's dads (only me call them that lol)) 9/10

''Hey Charlie u know how u r sad that your mother left? Wellllllll i got you 2 new dads suprise:DDDD''

Look 3 miserable men who hate each other + hell's greatest dad + my love for Dadam = Messy ass old men yaoi :DDDD n it work perfectly with Alastor Asexuality too!!! Like Adam n Lucifer could fuck each other brains out before Al joining in for the cuddles lol

Chaos ensue

Not exactly a love triangle but a love corner but hey we barely got food here :D

I cant believe how hot this shit is lol

Adam x Eve x Lilith x Lucifer (Eden poly/ applecore?) 8/10

They could have been all married to each other(╯°□°）╯︵ ┻━┻ But as much as i go "OooOooo Poly yay'' i just cant vibe with EvexLucifer, like the cheating vibes is wayyyyyyyyy too much i just cant man . I mean with the interpetation that Lucifer came to Eden to hang out with the humans they all know eachother, they're a throuple yes but BUT when Eve came into the picture it was only with Adam n him only so the other 2 is ehhhh. Im fine with EvexLilith cause im seeing it happening later, not hidden from Adam while LuciferxEve got that deception going on .So uhhh in this ship they're more like bestie than lovers to me¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Also AdamxLilith is an underrated pairing like everytime i saw this applecore thing going on these 2 r at most tolerate each other like cmonnnnn we already twist this to hell n back, why cant we make it so their arguement was a petty non-malicious one n they still cares for each other hmm???

They're one happy family

IDK what to tell u bittersweet reunion n loving family is the only typa fic u get with this ship

Not that im complaining i need this wholesomeness

Adam x Mammon (Adammon/Madam/Greedyguitar/ 1st chirstmas.... hasnt had an offical name yet) 10/10

They r litteraly same person different font idk what to tell u. More insults thrown around than Guitarspear but they're pretty similar. Adam is just " sinners suck ass but this dude is the worst in the best way". Also they're both big bois (๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧ , they love towering over others

I'm sorry but there r barely BARELY

any fics of them :(

The art side is more plentiful tho :D

Adam x Angel Dust (Holydust/guitardust) 5/10

THEY ARE BESTIES YOUR HONOUR n that the exact reason why i cant see them be together as a couple 100%, like the shit-talking bff vibes r wayyyy too strong XD Angel finally got someone who have the same vulgar humour as him n if Adam got married in hell Angel would 100% be his best bitch of honour (≧∀≦)ゞq(≧▽≦q)

They're best friends who have casual no-string attached sex that is ACTUALLY no-string attached:)))

I came to ship them due to those "What if they're co-workers under Val' scenarios ive been seeing on Tumblr

I got like 1 fic on ao3 i mean if u r looking for just platonic friendship between them then rest asure most Adam's redemption fics have that

I got 1 fic on tumblr

Adam x Charlie (Charadam/Guitarprincess) 5/10

U know this ship give me a pretty bad first impression since a good chunk of the fics r either heavy non-con shit or lean wayyyyy to much into the daddy kink, ya know how Charlie got suppose daddy issues n all that jazz?:))) yeah that... that

But after seeing the art side of this ship im chillin with them now, since the art r pretty wholesome, usually having them decked out in punk-rock clothings hanging out. It's a big "Fuck you" to Lucifer n i live for these mf argueing ╰(*°▽°*)╯

So uhhh stay away from the fics if ya want an actual functional couple instead of wtv messed up shit we got there:))) But here's a fic anyway, the only one where it feel bearable n actual trynna go into said messed up relationship i already warn you

We got cracks like Guitarmaid (AdamxNifty), Valadam (AdamxVal) which i dont have enough materials to decied, Classicalrock (AdamxSera) sound interesting but also havent found anything , Guitarhalo (AdamxEmily) is an unexpected find, find i deem them to be more familial than romantic so we'll see if there's a fic good enough to convince me

Edit:i forgot to add Blitzo like Mammon already there why did i forgot

Adam x Blitzo (i dont think anyone even ship this but me:)) 7/10

I cant find a single fic where they has anything more than a 1 nightstand n 1 interaction where they hit it off , i live off imagination alone (;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`) but like fr fr they would match so well, like their bloodlust n general jerkiness would make them the 3rd asshole x asshole ship on this list :DDDD

Tho as much as i wanna see them go further i feel like an on-n-off relationship/friends with benefits fit em more ya know ( *^-^)ρ(*╯^╰) If ya have any fic but the 2 here that have them interact lemme know cause a bitch need food :)

This is a lot of tag(._. )

[queenofallimagines]

Hiori yo x black reader

(A/N): was literally complaining bc like how is he black but there’s NO black readers??? But I found out who’s clogging up the blue lock tag😒And then I realized I can do it my fucking self lmao. HC him as Nigerian bc like we’re never gunna get any cultural background info on him bc they never tell us about the parents(unless it’s central to their backstory and even then they’re the main characters not their parents.) so I’m making up my own lore✨ his dad is Nigerian who immigrated to Japan and hiori very rarely sees his dads side of the family bc they live elsewhere and his parents don’t care about him knowing family he’s supposed to be their trophy

Hiori yo:

- okay so boom

- This happens in his blue lock era obviously

- His parents rarely let him play w kids bc he was always training if you peep in the manga

- Only has some idea of some form of cultural heritage

- He was blessed cursed with only his mothers genetics so looking more like her has him skirt around a lot of that racism

- He probably makes friends with all the other mixed kids but gets viscerally uncomfortable when he sees them getting micro-aggressed

- Makes him think twice about showing up to school with his hair not styled like his mom

- Spends 90% of his time gaming anyway so like he doesn’t have to go outside

- When he runs away to blue lock life starts to have color

- I think post U-20 arc he spends those two weeks at home hanging out with karasu because he’s not gunna let him sit inside and rot around his shitty parents for two weeks

- Karasu definitely introduces you to him

- You were one of his friends from school he used to chill with and he’s like you would be good for hiori

- Karasu 100% condones your bad influence like lmao he wants to see hiori be a MENACE to society

- He’s smirking in the background as you bring his inner ultra sadist out

- He messes up your hair and will laugh when you get mad

- “stoooop iiiiit you’re messing up my hair!”

- “aww does the princess not like their hair being touched?”

- “Not when I took a long time to do it this morning!”

- Will immediately get flustered if you say you like his hair

- hide the flat iron from him!!

- I feel like he’s lowkey insecure about usually being like the only black kid in the room

- And he speaks in a different accent than a lot of them?

- Yeah pack it up!

- *he doesn’t really think much of his appearance. he thinks he looks okay and he isn’t really confident about his skin complexion. he isn’t dark skin but he isn’t light skin either.*

- His chat Ai gave me that unprompted so it’s canon now sorry :/

- Yknow how boys will say the most traumatic shit out of nowhere?

- “do you really think that I’m pretty? even my skin complexion and everything?”

- “I sure do! Anyone who says differently is a colorist racist loser . There’s nothing wrong with you or your completion. Like you’re one of the only people who made me feel welcomed here are you fr?”

- Karasu is glaring at you though for having him make pale people jokes.

- He’s very lowkey about how snake like he is so he’s the “you can’t say that shit in public!” Friend, while you don’t care about getting cancelled😭

- “but please don’t let anyone the shade of printer paper make you feel bad about your melanin beloved.”

- “The snow roaches are usually too scared to try something because I’m tall:/“

- “WE ARE IN A CONNIVENCE STORE PEOPLE CAN HEAR YALL”

- he’s trying his best really but he’s just one crow😔

- Don’t let tea about his parents make it back to your ears bc it’s really on sight for that man AND that snow bunny 😡

- “Does your dad ever like talk to you about his culture?? does he say anything outside of trying to make you into some star striker??”

- Mf just shrugs his shoulders.

- “not really. my parents don’t care about anything other than my success. they don’t care about my happiness or how i feel..”

- “Yo, baby ….. imma beat your parents ass😐 is your dad Nigerian? Bc that feels like textbook immigrant parent behavior.“

- “……. I REALLY don’t like how you knew that.”

- “My next guess would have been Guyanese.”

- Hes giggling tho bc I don’t think he really talked shit about his parents w nobody like REALLY really

- Just watching them fight 24/7 as a kid took a toll on my poor baby soul IK

- Spoiler for his backstory but I mean not really??

- His parents saying that if he didn’t become the best they would get a divorce made my jaw hit the stairs of hell

- ““you really know a lot about this kinda stuff?,,,,but yeah, nigerian parents are hella strict. they expect high grades from us and if we don’t reach those high grades, we’re basically disowned..”

- See me personally I have tattoos, colored hair and piercings and my mom fresh off the banana boat carribean

- “Like Dr umar said “you will be never get freedom unless you take it” It’s like a hostage situation!”

- “Is that how you have them long ass acrylics?”

- “….I took it😙”

- He will never bring you home bc you’re always 5 mins from punching his mom in the mouth and he really cannot handle that especially when he’s gone 24/7 in blue lock and can’t talk to you

- They don’t know you but know you’re a bad influence so they hate you from afar

- Very pro “traumatize your parents back” and karasu right there w you

- He’ll he can even scoop up yukumiya to be on demon time👀

- “hit em with the “what if I stop soccer?” And they have nowhere to run but just sit there seething because they need you.”

- “Right the cards are in your hands.”

- “…..Respectfully love, you’re a whole ass delinquent and karasu you’re a scammer. I’m not taking advice from people with active warrants😐”

- Now back on my bullshit

- He be so fine when he use metavision

- Like he knows that if he glances over at you during one of his games he’s gunna find you squirming in your seat

- Looks at you after he scores a goal every time and flashes you that shit eating grin

- Win or loose he’s getting his dick wet!!

- Have a safe word

- He’s never gunna try to push you past your limits in a way that will hurt you

- Buuuuut he is pretty mean

- Imagine that cute innocent looking face smiling down at you with his round doe eyes

- Calling you a dumb slut

- Man is a menace and probably gets a higher sex drive the more he fucks

- Not even out of like lust overtaking him he just will be randomly thinking about how he had you on your knees in this very locker room before

- And now feels the strong urge to split you open on his cock

- It’s fun for him like a game

- And he always wins

- Only way you can get him is to outsmart him but like that’s once in a blue moon so good luck Charlie😅

- Mans is 6”1 so he’s effortlessly manhandling you and giggling at how much your body is screaming for him

- “Shit, ya keep squeezing me like that and I won’t be able to pull out.”

- Again because he dosent have a high libido as a carnal thing certain NORMAL shit will set him off

- Like you was talking about the weather now he has you bent over the couch??

- Nicknames would be one

- You call him blueberry and he’s ready to go

- The cute look on your face and the smile he can see that’s reserved for him

- The way he can same the hearts in your eyes when you look at him

- He wants to ruin you and make you cry

- Edging is his go too thing

- Will do it until your grabbing at his hands begging him to let you come and he’s laughing his ass off

- “Why? ‘S real funny seeing you this pathetic.”

- He’s very mean in that soft sweet condescending way that pisses you off

- “Ow! Yo that hurt!”

- “Mmm, don’t care.”

- Bites you all over like you’re a chew toy

- Feel like he’s tied with rin and shidou for leaving marks

- He’s a cheeky little bastard so he will have you in public looking like a mess and he couldn’t be more innocent standing right next to you

- “You good?”

- “Yeah,karasu I’m fine.”

- “You sure because you’re limping right now.”

- And this fucker is there like ☺️☺️☺️

- Weakness is distracting him while gaming

- He’s very whiney if you suck him off while he’s gaming and has vc on

- Like he’s barely holding back his whimpers and wines as you’re head is buried between his thighs

- (Rin , nagi and him def game like I know they play Minecraft together)

- “Oi, hiori you okay? You’ve been pretty quiet.”

- “M good.”

- He is fighting for his sanity!!

- Has locked the door a few times to keep you out

- Accidentally left the mic on when he thought the coast was clear and came HARD

- Rin will never EVER bring that shit up and is taking that secret to the grave

- Does get flustered when he sees you and hiori not-so-subtly sneaking off to have your hands all over each other

- Keeps that memory square in the back of his head to jack off to

- Hiori Yo is a very sadistic man with a lot of confidence

- So he has absolutely no qualms about fucking you in front of his teammates in the locker room

- Oh, the team walked in on him blowing your back out? Nothing is stoping them from showering and changing

- Shares you with isagi like that’s just what happens

- He wants to see the egoist be mean to you

- This has happened more than once and bastard München straight up knows if he’s nowhere to be found when they are heading back to the locker rooms

- He’s in there making you cry on his cock

- “Cmon, tell em how much you like creaming around my cock dollface.”

- Particularly of Kaiser is kicking attitude he’ll glare at him while you’re on your knees and dare him to try something

- Oh he don’t care about doing it in the pxg locker rooms either

- Shidou has unfortunately walked in on him sitting beside you on the ground pushing your head down so you can take Rin’s cock even deeper

- “Ne, Rin-Chan. Look at how I can see you in their throat.”

- Hiori if anything isn’t going to play by the rules or be fair about it

[bro-atz]

the humanity of anthropology

in which: sumin has a big fat crush on the ta in his anthropology class.

pair: undergrad student!sumin/grad student!afab!reader

word count: 6.3k

content: college!au, smut, crush to lover, experienced, bedroom sex, oral sex, safe sex, completely consensual!

author's note: 1. this is my first xikers smut and i was extremely nervous the whole time writing it 2. this was NOT SUPPOSED TO BE SO LONG IDK WHAT HAPPENED ugh my b 3. nd yes ofc imma going to start w sumin bc ya know i gotta i love my xikers main rapper my bias my cutie my handsome boy

tag list: @eyeryis apply for the permanent taglist here! university!series: sumin, minjae, junmin, hyunwoo

Sumin tapped his foot on the ground anxiously as he waited for his class to begin. It wasn’t that he was overwhelmed by the class— he chose to major in anthropology in the first place. It was you, the teaching assistant, that made him all sorts of nervous despite only knowing of your existence for three weeks because that’s how long it had been since the semester started. You captivated Sumin from the moment you walked into the classroom that very first day with your bright smile and infectious laughter of yours. It wasn’t just Sumin who was enamored, though— it was the majority of the class.

Every single class and recitation, Sumin tried to subtly show his interest in you; he would stay after class to ask questions he already knew the answers to, and he participated in all of the discussions to show off his intellect. And he did catch your attention, but you treated him with the same friendly warmth as you treated everyone else. But it wasn’t that you didn’t like him– you simply had to remain professional for the sake of the class. After all, he was still a year from finishing his Bachelor’s degree while you were a graduate student.

As the professor droned on about the origins of homo sapiens, Sumin found his gaze drawn to you as per usual. You were paying attention to the lecture and discussing points with the other TAs while leaning against a desk, a small smile on your lips as your eyes flitted to the infatuated boy sitting mere rows away from you every so often. Sumin tried his best to tear his eyes away from you and focus on the class, but when a beam of sunlight danced through the window, highlighting the shine in your hair and the sparkle in your eyes, he simply could not. You took his breath away.

“Alright, recitations,” the professor clapped their hands. “Your TAs will meet with you to discuss your essay during this weeks recitations. Y/N, you and your recitation will stay back like usual. The rest of the class is dismissed.”

The recitation you led was right after the big lecture, which you didn’t mind at all because it meant a cleaner schedule for you. You stood in the front of the room and gestured for all of the students in your recitation to move forward in the hall, filling up the empty seats in the front rows. Sumin, not wanting to seem too eager, sat in the second row, but he made sure to have a good view of you.

“I’ll be going over your papers individually, so use the time while you wait to get started on this week’s readings— or do whatever you want, honestly,” you said with a slight laugh, knowing that most of the students in the room don’t give a shit about doing the homework. “I’ll call you up by name when it’s your turn to go over your essay, okay?”

The students in the room chorused a lame “okay” and started mingling with themselves.

“Psst, Sumin,” Sumin’s friend, Hyunwoo, whispered to him while poking his shoulder. “Hey. Hey, buddy. Hey—“

“What, Hyunwoo?” Sumin turned to face his annoying friend.

“How’d you do on the essay? I know you checked the grade once the professor put it in.”

“I got an A,” Sumin said dejectedly.

“What the hell? Why are you sad about an A?!”

“I— Uh… I just don’t want the professor to have high expectations of me?” Sumin had to lie if he wanted to keep his crush on you under wraps.

“Geez… I completely fucking failed. I’m scared Y/N is going to rip me to shreds…”

“She’s too nice to do that, and you know it.”

“Still—”

“Choi Hyunwoo?” You called, immediately making the boy flinch.

Sumin watched as Hyunwoo slinked over to you like a dog with his tail in between his legs. Sumin kept watching as you pointed out the various mistakes in the boy’s essay with the softest look on your face, sending Sumin’s heart racing at a million miles per hour. Then, the sudden realization that you were going to call on him next, assuming you were going through the students alphabetically by last name, made his heart thump hard against his chest.

The poor boy was so far in his own head that he didn’t even realize you were done discussing Hyunwoo’s essay with him. “Choi Sumin?” your voice snapped him out of his trance.

Scrambling, Sumin made his way over to you, and you couldn’t help but smile; whenever he was studying, he always looked so charismatic and studious, so seeing him approach you with the lightest blush on his face was a treat. It made you want to tease him more, see an even shyer side of him if possible.

“Hi there,” you greeted him with a gentle smile, making his face go even pinker.

“Hi,” Sumin responded quietly while avoiding eye contact.

You pushed his essay in front of him, the blush immediately disappearing from his face— when it came to homework and assignments, Sumin was very serious, and the change in his demeanor made you all the more curious.

“You did a really good job with the material, Sumin. I wonder if you should be the TA instead of me.”

“I-It’s only because you’re good at going over the material during our recitations…”

You couldn’t help but chuckle, and the beautiful sound of your chuckle made the boy’s ears turn red.

“I feel like I don’t even need to go over your essay with you… Do you even want me to?”

“Yes! Please!” Sumin immediately responded; he wasn’t going to lose the chance to spend more time with you.

“Ah, I see,” you bit back another chuckle. “Alright, well, I need to spend a little more time with the students who really bombed their essays, so why don’t we meet at the library sometime this week so we can dive deeper into the technicals of your essay?”

Sumin nodded eagerly, unable to formulate the proper words to tell you how much he would like to do that.

“What days are best for you?”

“Dude, I cannot believe you’re ditching us on a Friday fucking night to spend time with that TA,” Seeun, an underclassman friend of Sumin’s, said with a huff. “Y/N is literally just going to talk to you about class! Why would you want to study on a Friday night?!”

Sumin was in his dorm room getting ready for his library meet up with you, his friends all dressed up and ready to clubbing like they always did every Friday night.

“Oh, you should see the way he looks at her. I doubt that he’ll even be listening to her at all,” Hyunwoo nearly burst out laughing.

“Shut up. This is why I said okay to Friday night. I’d rather spend time with her than you buffoons.”

“Um, ow, but I get it,” Jinsik, the only other romantic in the group, empathized. “The heart wants what the heart wants, and right now, Sumin’s heart wants romantic love, not platonic or temporary.”

“If that’s the case, then come here,” Seeun held his arms out for Sumin. “I’ll give you some sweet lovin’, babe.”

Sumin immediately ran away from Seeun while Hyunwoo, who actually burst out laughing this time upon seeing Seeun’s cringy moves, shoved the tall boy away while saying, “Fuck outta here, you cheese-giraffe!”

“Cheese-giraffe?!”

“What do you plan on doing with her, anyway?” Jinsik asked Sumin while stepping in between the quarreling boys. “Are you thinking something PG, PG-13, or R?”

Sumin, Hyunwoo, and Seeun all looked at the boy with stone faces, wondering why he would describe life in movie ratings in the first place.

“I don’t know what you’re thinking of, but I’m just using this as an opportunity to get to know her… I’m not expecting anything,” Sumin stated simply.

“Really? You? The breaker of hearts?” Hyunwoo was taken aback.

“The guy that all the girls fawn over after me?” Seeun piled on.

“The one notorious for last minute hookups?” Jinsik added one more title.

“Is is really that hard to believe that I’m not trying to make anything happen tonight?”

“Wait, so like… You don’t even want to try to sleep with her?” Seeun asked with mild shock.

“Not even a little kiss?” Hyunwoo added.

“No hug either?”

“No, I want to take everything at her pace, hoping that I can get closer to her over time—”

His three friends groaned at his response, but he didn’t care. He wasn’t about to let his friend’s reactions bother his time with you.

He said he wasn’t going to let it bother him, but it bothered the shit out of him on his walk to the library until he saw you at the library. The library was surprisingly crowded when Sumin arrived, students scattered among the rows of bookshelves, their whispered conversations providing a soothing ambient hum. You were already there, sitting at a small table by the window, your eyes downcast as you looked over Sumin’s essay for the umpteenth time— you were still taken aback by the way he used his vocabulary to create such an eloquent essay.

“Hey,” Sumin breathed out, a smile tugging at his lips as he slid into the seat across from you.

“Hi,” you responded, your heart fluttering upon seeing him; he was wearing his standard street clothes, but you noticed that he put a little more effort into his fashion, making you wonder if he did that because he was meeting with you. You immediately shoved the thought out of your head and got down to business. “Ready to dive into your essay?”

For a second, disappointment flashed through Sumin’s eyes, but that disappointment disappeared as you praised his work, giving him a surge of pride. And gradually, your conversation shifted from the academics of anthropology to the humanity of anthropology as the two of you discussed your childhood dreams, favorite books, embarrassing moments— wherever the conversation took you.

Your heart hammered in your chest when the two of you somehow got to talking about likes and dislikes in another person. It took everything in you to keep from describing him as your ideal type, but the more you talked to him, the more you realized that his ideal type was you. You.

Sumin, on the other hand, wanted to put his foot in his mouth. He could not believe that he was running his mouth to the point where it was painfully obvious he liked you. Seeing your lack of reaction, though, made his heart fall slightly, but seeing as you were still there, he still gave it his best shot.

The library was pretty empty by the time the warning bell went off. You and Sumin both looked at the time in surprise, then at each other with wide eyes.

“Time really flew, huh? We barely talked about your paper,” you said with a sigh.

“I mean… We can always meet again next week? Talk about it then?” Sumin proposed, praying to whatever God was out there that you’d say yes.

His prayers worked.

“Next week, same time, same place?”

“Yes, please.”

“Let me get this straight— you’re ditching us again for that TA?!” Seeun asked incredulously.

The friend group had gathered in Sumin’s dorm once again. Seeun, Hyunwoo, and Jinsik were all dressed to go clubbing yet again. Sumin, on the other hand, wore what he could only describe as a date night fit. This was the third time Sumin ditched them to hang out with you Friday night.

“Yes. I’m ditching this Friday, and the Friday after that, and so on and so forth for the foreseeable future,” Sumin stated simply.

“For Y/N,” Hyunwoo said with a heavy sigh. “I get that she’s pretty, but you still haven’t even kissed or hugged yet, dude. Fuck, you haven’t even held her hand yet, and you still only meet up at the library! What makes you think she’s worth your time at this point when there’s not even a sign that she’s into you the same way?”

“Exactly! You’re not even pulling your moves on her to lock her down! If I were you, I would’ve showed her everything that first day and show her exactly what she’d be missing out on,” Seeun said.

“He doesn’t have to do any of those things to show his interest, and neither does she!” Jinsik jumped to Sumin’s defense. “They’re going to take it so fucking slow like a snail, but that doesn’t mean there’s no feelings there. Not all of us are quick to jump into flings and hook ups.”

Jinsik looked right at Seeun as he said that, the tall boy looking around in confusion. “You mean me?”

“Yes, you, you tall man-slut,” Hyunwoo answered on behalf of Jinsik.

“You’re just mad that I pull and you don’t,” Seeun scoffed. “Besides, Sumin used to be so much more worse than me before he even fell in love with Y/N—”

“Alright, get out. I’m gonna leave soon and I don’t need you drama queens pissing me off before I see Y/N,” Sumin shooed his friends out of his dorm room.

“At least try to do something with her tonight!” Hyunwoo gave his unwanted advice.

“Yeah! Pull those old Sumin moves on her!” Seeun added to the encouragement right before the door slammed in his face.

Your Friday nights with Sumin went from being in the library to hanging out in the park to going out for desserts. You had never felt so comfortable with any guy before, and even though Sumin had your heart racing, you didn’t want to run away. No, you wanted to stay right by his side and risk cardiac arrest.

What was bothering you, though, was that he hadn’t made a single move. He didn’t try to hold your hand or hug you or anything like that. Maybe he wasn’t as into you as he thought. But then, he’d say or do something that made your heart flutter— once he showed off his art skills and sketched a portrait of you that you were amazed with— so you wondered if there actually were feelings there.

One Friday night, Sumin was walking you back from a bar to your apartment, the two of you happily chatting about God knows what. When you arrived at your stoop, Sumin wished you a good night and was about to leave, but that night you had enough liquid courage in your system to ask him what was up.

“Sumin, wait,” you called, the boy immediately stopping in his tracks and returning to face you. “Listen, I enjoy spending time with you—”

Sumin’s eyes flew wide open; he didn’t even get to ask you out yet, and you were already rejecting him?

“—and I would love to keep spending time with you, but first I want to know… What are we doing?”

“What do you mean?”

“This is the sixth Friday night in a row we’ve gone out, and I know we wouldn’t spend this much time with each other if we weren’t interested in each other in the slightest… I mean you walk me home, and during class and recitations, I always catch you staring at me—“

A red blush rose to Sumin’s cheeks the second you told him that.

“—but you don’t do anything else, so I’m always confused. I need to know if you’re actually interested in me or if you see this as a friendship and nothing else and I’m just overthinking this.”

You didn’t realize how out of breath your ramble would make you until you stopped; you weren’t fighting for air, but you were breathing a little heavy at that point.

“I… I had no idea you felt that way,” Sumin said in a small voice.

He took a step towards you, and for the first time in your whatever-this-was-relationship with him, he held your hand. Maybe it was because he had never done so before, but your heart nearly tore through your chest. Sumin’s hands were soft, and they encompassed your hand way more than you were expecting.

“The thing is…” he continued. “My friends freaked me out. They were talking about… Well…”

Sumin cleared his throat and looked away awkwardly, his face and ears turning redder by the second. You squeezed his hand and brought his attention back to you.

“What were they talking about?”

“They were talking about us— no, actually just me— being intimate with you from day one. But I didn’t want you to think of me that way. I seriously like you, Y/N, and I want to be with you, but I wanted to take it at your pace and make sure that you shared the same feelings for me, which is why I maintained the tiniest bit of space between us.”

Sumin reached for your other hand so he could hold both your hands, the warmth from his hands spreading up your arms and to your cheeks.

“I wanted to get closer to you over time,” he whispered.

“You definitely did that,” you responded in the same register.

“And I definitely am interested in you and like you so goddamn much. I guess we’re both being anxious fools about this, but that can change.”

“Change to what?”

For a moment, the two of you just looked at each other, the air between you charged with feelings of want and desire. Then, wordlessly, as if in a dream, Sumin released your hands to cup your face and hold your waist, leaned forward, and brushed his lips against yours faintly, only for his lips to immediately return and press a light kiss onto your lips.

This. This is what you wanted for the past six weeks. You responded eagerly, your hands sliding up to his neck, pulling him closer to you. His arm immediately wrapped around you, bringing the two of you even closer together. The kisses the two of you shared went from short and sweet straight to deep and passionate. Sumin sucked on your lower lip so hard that you felt like your lower lip was going to be sore and swollen the next day, but you didn’t even care because at that point, you just wanted him. All of him.

The two of you were completely breathless when you ended your chain of kisses. Sumin dropped his head and hugged you, his large hands pressing into your upper and lower back. You hugged him back, your entire body flushing with warmth as you felt the muscles on his body move with every deep breath he took.

“So then,” Sumin said breathlessly while pressing his forehead to yours. “Can I…”

You leaned away from him and looked him in the eye, already anticipating his request. “Yes, let’s go.”

You didn’t realize how animalistic Sumin was until he stopped holding himself back. You were completely amazed by the amount of self control he had because he had gone from the precious, studious university student you knew from class to an impatient, insatiable potentially long-term lover. The second you entered your apartment and closed the door behind you, Sumin grabbed your waist and pulled you in for the most intense kiss. You were clinging to his shoulders as he walked you into your apartment and into your bedroom, somehow already knowing where it was.

Sumin pushed you so that you were lying on the bed, immediately pinning you down. He continued to kiss you as he brought his torso down until it pressed against yours, and you couldn’t help but let out a muffled moan when you felt him sneak his tongue into your mouth. You went from holding onto his shoulders to digging your nails into his shoulders the more sensual he got with you and the more turned on you got by his actions.

You found yourself longing for Sumin’s lips when he moved himself away from you, your eyes hazy and your head in the clouds. You were barely sane enough to watch Sumin slip his shirt off and toss it to the side. You couldn’t help but scan him up and down; meanwhile, Sumin was working on getting you out of your shirt and bra, and he did so with such speed and ease, astounding you.

“Oh, God,” Sumin breathed out. “Y/N, you’re so… Fuck.”

Sumin lacked the words to describe how infatuated he was with not only your body but you as a person— dare he say it, he loved you. All of you. He didn’t need the words, though. You felt it as soon as he cupped your breasts and massaged firmly with his strong fingers and as he trailed his lips down your neck and chest. You gasped and flung your head back when you felt him suck on your breast, his tongue swirling around your nipple.

His mouth on one of your breasts and one hand on the other, he used his free hand to move down to your waist and begin to slip your pants and panties off, but he could only do so much at the angle he was at. So, he moved away from you— a longing sigh leaving your lips— and yanked your pants and panties off you completely, earning a gasp from you.

“Sumin…” you breathed out as you felt his fingertips trace every curve on your body. “Oh, Sumin…”

“You’re so fucking gorgeous, Y/N. You’re driving me insane,” Sumin whispered as he left light kisses along your waist, down your thighs, and in between your legs.

He held onto your thighs firmly as he spread your legs further apart, and he exhaled lightly on your soaking cunt, making your entire body shiver then flush with heat. He started with a light kiss on your clit, then he licked a stripe up from the bottom of your pussy to your clit. Your hands immediately found their way to his hair and pulled lightly but firmly on the roots of his hair the more he pleasured you down there, the more he ate you out.

“Fuck! Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck— Mmm-my God, S-sumin,” you moaned loudly and nearly cried. “I’m gonna— Oh! Oh, fuck!”

Sumin barely slipped a finger into your pussy when you started seeing stars. Your entire body convulsed as you came, your cries of pleasure echoing in your bedroom.

Seeing you reduced to a puddle because of his work excited Sumin. The way he needed to fuck you, to see you completely disheveled with tears running down your face, hickeys decorated your neck and chest, your lips red and swollen— he just had to do it.

As Sumin got off the bed to completely strip, you suddenly realized, “Wait! I don’t have any protection…”

With a bashful look on his face, Sumin looked at you and said in the smallest voice he could possibly muster, “…Would it be bad to say that I do?”

Your eyes instinctively went wide. You sat up and looked at him with pure curiosity as you asked, “Hmm, well… Did you grab it specifically today, or do you always carry it around with you?”

“So, uh, Hyunwoo gave it to me earlier this week as a joke, and I kinda sorta left it in my wallet…”

And lo and behold, Sumin opened his wallet to show you the singular condom he had stashed away. You couldn’t help but let out a little giggle at how nervous Sumin was all of a sudden when he was just pleasuring the hell out of you with what felt like years of experience. You reached out and pulled him in for a sweet kiss before saying “Don’t worry. I trust you, baby.”

“W-what?” Sumin stuttered.

“What?”

“What did you just say?”

“I trust you…”

“After that.”

“…Baby?”

A wave of complete and utter lust overcame him just by you calling him the most basic of nicknames. Swiftly, he fully stripped— giving you a good look at something massive and destructive— rolled the condom on, and pinned you down on the bed. His lips crashed into yours and overtook them briefly but intensely as his body pressed further and further into you, his cock rubbing along your folds and clit to tease you for a hot second. Then, quickly, without so much as a word of caution, Sumin adjusted himself and shoved his way into you.

Sumin was so big and thick that you felt like he was shredding your pussy apart just by entering you. At first, you wanted to let out a scream because you were not anticipating him to hurt so much especially considering how wet you were, but instead, you let out a loud moan and clung to him, your nails sinking into the sink on his back. You felt a tear or two slip out of your eye, prompting Sumin, who had yet to move, to kiss your tears away then kiss your lips with such soft love and care that you forgot he was about to completely annihilate you.

“Are you alright, gorgeous?” Sumin asked, his voice hushed. “We can stop if it hurts too much.”

“Just… Surprised, is all,” you breathed out, your mind swirling due to him calling you gorgeous.

“This is our first time together, Y/N, so I don’t want to be too rough—”

“Do whatever you want with me, Sumin,” you interrupted. “I’m all yours.”

You slightly regretted saying that the second Sumin hissed profanities under his breath and immediately started moving with immense force. You didn’t realize that Sumin would be so powerful until he kept thrusting into you. You wrapped your legs around his waist as he pile-drove you into oblivion. You moaned and cried his name over the wet sounds of his cock going in and out of you, and you simply just cried out when he planted wet kisses on your neck and kneaded your breast at the same time. You were so overly stimulated that you felt like you were ready to combust.

“You like that, gorgeous?” Sumin bit out in between grunts.

“Uh-huh! Oh fuck! ‘m cumming!”

With a couple more rapid thrusts, Sumin pushed deep inside you, and you felt the tip of his dick hit your cervix. The second he pulled out completely, you squirted all over your bed, your ass and thighs trembling and you cried loudly, relief sweeping your body.

“Y/N… That was so fucking hot,” Sumin said as he brought his face to yours to kiss your cheek. “It was that good, huh?”

“So good, baby… So fucking good,” you sighed happily as you reached for his face and brought his lips to yours.

The two of you shared a couple of small kisses before Sumin helped you sit up and said, “C’mere, I’ll make you feel even better.”

Next thing you knew, you were on all fours, and Sumin was kneeling behind you, his hands rubbing your ass. You suppressed a moan when you felt him press his fingers into the flesh on your ass, his grip tightening with each passing second. The moan fully escaped you, though, when he slid back into you. He slid so quickly, actually, that his waist slapped your ass much harder than he was expecting. The two of you both made the same pleasureful noise upon impact, the stars already appearing in your vision, but you did your best to hold back because you wanted to last longer this time.

“Fucking hell,” you heard Sumin swear under his breath. “Even the way your ass jiggles is fucking hot… Y/N, you’re so hot. You’re so fucking hot.”

Sumin leaned over and left hickeys on the small of your back as he continued to hit it from behind, his cock starting to rub against your G-spot once again. He was originally moving at a slow and steady pace, only to suddenly speed up and fucking you harder, making your arms buckle. You leaned on your elbows and held your ass higher in the air. Sumin inhaled sharply and let out a long groan, audibly but wordlessly expressing how much he liked this new angle.

The pleasure increased for you exponentially when Sumin moved his hands from your ass to your tits, his muscular hands massaging and squeezing your breasts, and twisting and pulling your nipples. Then, his hands moved to your back and to your ass again, his thrusts speeding up incredibly. Sumin felt himself getting close, but he was not quite there yet— there was something missing.

“Mmm, Y/N, fuck… I’m getting close,” Sumin whispered sensually.

“M-me too,” you sighed, realizing that your orgasm was quickly approaching once again.

Upon hearing that, Sumin pulled out. He moved so that he was laying on the bed and held his hands out for you to take, allowing him to assist you to straddle him. The first thing that you thought upon straddling him was that he looked so fucking hot. He had one hand behind his head, and his other was resting on your waist, and he had the most sultry look in his eye that made you want to melt immediately. The second thing you thought was that his neck and chest looked too pristine and pretty— you wanted to change that.

After positioning his dick at your entrance, you sat down slowly, a long groan leaving Sumin’s body. He flung his head back into the pillow below him, and he moved the hand that was behind his head to cover his face (more specifically his mouth to keep from using all of the profanities in the world).

“You okay, baby?” you asked him.

“Yeah, I’m— Woah.”

Sumin turned his head to look at you, but he wasn’t expecting your face to be so close to his. You had bent to down for two things: to move your ass up and down on his fat cock, and to leave pink or red marks on his bare, perfect skin. As you bounced on his cock, Sumin’s moans got increasingly louder, and you leaving love bites all over his chest definitely added to the effect.

“Yes, gorgeous, just like that,” you heard his voice drop when you moved at an angle that he liked.

His hands moved to your ass brought you down harder with great force, his waist thrusting upwards simultaneously. His sudden domination made your mind go completely blank. You moved your face into the nook of his neck and clung to him, his thrusts unwavering, the sounds of the bedsprings underneath you squeaking louder and faster.

“B-baby! F-feels so good, hnngh!” you said before suddenly gasping as his cock went so deep that it hit your cervix.

“You gonna cum?” he asked through grit teeth, his harsh thrusts speeding up.

“Mmm— wanna cum— Ah! I w-wanna cum, Sumin! I’m cumming!”

“F-fuck, me too!”

With one final thrust, the two of you came together, the sounds of your moans and groans overpowering the room. Your entire body trembled as the orgasm overtook you, and you felt Sumin’s condom fill up inside you.

You laid on Sumin’s chest, his cock still inside you as the two brought your breathing back to normal. Sumin’s arms wrapped around you and hugged you gently as he placed a kiss on your head, sighing peacefully when he felt you nuzzle your nose into his neck.

“Was it that good?” Sumin asked as he leaned his head against yours.

“So good…” you sighed out. “So fucking good.”

The two of you took another moment or so to lay comfortably together until you pushed yourself up, wanting to wash up and replace your soaking wet bedsheets. You knew that Sumin was still inside you, but you were still surprised when he pulled out because you forgot how big he was, so you tensed up.

“Fu-uck, Y/N— you— God…” Sumin hissed.

“W-what? What’s wrong?”

You looked at Sumin then saw the problem— he was hard again. His cock was red and throbbing when he removed the filled condom to throw it away.

“I’ll go take care of it,” he whispered as he stood up.

Sumin threw the condom away, but before he could fully move away from you, you grabbed his arm and pulled him back to you.

“Let me help you.”

You sat Sumin down on the edge of the bed and got off to kneel in front of him. Pushing yourself in between his thighs, you cradled his dick in your hand, your light touch sending shivers up his spine. He only trembled more when you brought your lips to the tip of his penis and kissed it before licking with the tip of your tongue, getting all of the residual cum off his cock and into your mouth.

The sensations were insane for Sumin. You were taking your sweet fucking time lapping and cleaning him up when all he wanted was to grab your head and push you down until his cock hit the back of your throat. To keep himself from doing so, though, he bit one finger to hold back his groans and clutched the bedsheets beneath him.

“You taste so good, baby,” you teased him as you looked up at him, your lips hovering around his length. “So sweet.”

It was when you finally took the entirety of him into your mouth did Sumin absolutely lose his goddamn mind. He gasped and let out a moan that nearly cracked the further down your head went.

“Oh my fucking God, Y/N!” Sumin cried when he felt you hum quietly, the vibrations from your mouth making fireworks explode in his brain. “Oh fuck— Please— I can’t— Oh wow!”

His hand moved from his mouth to your head, his fingers buried in your hair but not gripping. You reached for his other hand and laced your fingers with his as you began to move slowly— you were still getting used to his size, so you could only move so fast.

“Y/N, I don’t mean to— I just— Can I— Ah, fuck, I’m— I’m sorry,” Sumin stuttered out, remorse heavy in his voice.

You didn’t understand why he was apologizing until you felt his hand grip your hair. He pushed you down rashly, making you gag. Hollowing your cheeks, you let Sumin dictate your pace, his hold on you getting tighter with every stroke. His breaths got more shallow and higher in pitch the faster he moved you. It was when you looked up at him with tears overflowing in your eyes that did it for him. He flung his head back and groaned loudly while shoving your head all the way down, the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat as he shot his load completely into your mouth.

When his hold on your head weakened, you moved back and locked eyes with him as you swallowed. You watched his face turn beet red, his hand immediately covering his mouth when he realized what he had done and what you had done in response.

“Y/N,” he whispered. “You… I… Wow.”

“I know, baby,” you said with a slight smirk.

You stood up and wiped the lingering cum in the corner of your mouth off with your thumb, then licked said thumb.

“You’re such a tease, you know that, gorgeous?” Sumin leaned back on the bed while looking you up and down.

“This is what you get for making me wait weeks, Sumin,” you replied with a small smile.

Then, you turned around and gave him a nice shot of your ass as you walked away, making him shoot off the bed and join you in the shower.

That night, after the two of you got cleaned up and changed the bedsheets, Sumin spent the night. You cuddled against his bare chest, your head laying on his arm while his other hand pushed up your shirt and held onto your waist. As you slept soundly in his arms, Sumin, with the cutest smile on his face, left a light kiss on the top of your head before resting his head against yours.

 “Sumin, you seriously suck, you know that?” Hyunwoo said with a huge frown on his face.

“What? Why?”

“You’re still not going to come clubbing with us?!” Seeun answered.

The boys met up in Sumin’s dorm again, the three dressed to go clubbing while harassing Sumin to change his clothes and go out with them. Even Jinsik was peer-pressuring him.

“Let’s go! It’s been so long since you’ve come out with us—“

“I never said no, guys. I’ll come, but can I bring my girlfriend?”

“Your what?” all three boys chorused.

Right on cue, you knocked on Sumin’s dorm door. He immediately shuffled to the door and opened it for you, greeting you with the biggest smile on his face.

“Hi, baby.”

“Hey, gorgeous.”

And when Sumin left the sweetest kiss on your lips, you heard the other boys’s jaws unhinge and drop to the ground. Looks like Sumin forgot to update his friends on you. 

[neverevan]

Fuck It Friday ☔️

I was tagged by @theotherbuckley @wikiangela @daffi-990 @diazsdimples @disasterbuckdiaz @exhuastedpigeon and @jeeyuns MWUAH 💛💛 and imma just no pressure tag @malewifediaz and @spagheddiediaz 🫶🫶

The (mud)flow is back babyyyy. It's still a bit choppy but we are getting there phew! And since I've got the ball rolling again, here is a somewhat longer snippet from the mudslide fic that comes directly after this one.

He whipped his head around where he’d last seen Bobby stand and made his way over as fast as he could, his boots feeling even heavier than before.

“Diaz, come in, Diaz.” Bobby waited exactly one second to scoff in displeasure (or worry?) before trying again. “Bosko, come in, this is Captain Nash, come in Bosko.”

Buck’s eyes widened in terror as no answer came, his head snapping back and forth between Bobby’s face and what was left of the main road, trying to zone in on the exact spot all those cars had disappeared under the mud and debris.

“This is Captain 118, Road 5 Rescue Team, report for headcount.” He kept on repeating, but there was no answer coming through. “Lieutenant Perez, this is Captain 118, come in.” Bobby’s voice became more and more impatient — and Buck just couldn’t stand there any longer.

He started to make his way down the hill and towards his ATV. It must’ve been what? A mile, maybe a bit more. He reckoned if he picked up his pace, he could make it up there in under 20 minutes, which was way too long, but he had to, he had to—

“Eddie! Eddie!” He started shouting, as if there was a chance that somehow Eddie would’ve ended up in hearing distance, even though the direction of the slide had just probably taken him farther down the road. “Come on,” he mumbled mostly to himself, before he started yelling again, desperation seeping into his voice. “EDDIE!”

“Buck, stop!” A hand appeared on his shoulder, but he shook it off as he tried to trudge on. “Buck, if I have to use all my resources to pull you out of the mud, it’ll take us even longer to get to Eddie.” Bobby leveled him with a look, knowing exactly what to say to make Buck’s shoulders slump and his chin bump onto his chest briefly, as he sucked in a sharp breath.

“Fine. But I’m not waiting.”

“I’m not asking you to. Take Ravi with you, I’ll talk to the chief and have Lieutenant Cavanaugh send some boats after you as soon as I can.”

“Got it.” Buck nodded with a tight jaw.

“And Buck?”

“Yes, Cap?”

“Have faith in Eddie.”

Buck tried but failed at producing any sound, let alone actual words, so he just nodded again and started his way towards his vehicle, only vaguely registering the worrying looks Ravi gave him all the while.

[princessofxianle]

Do you mind if I ask your top 10 favorite characters (can be male or female) from all of the media that you loved (can be anime/manga, books, movies or tv series)? And why do you love them? Sorry if you've answered this question before.....Thanks...

well THANK YOU for asking, you are the first to!

tbh ive been meaning to do this on my main blog bc I take these wayyy too seriously lol but ANYWAY heres my top 10 faves (in no particular order) that I can think of (tbh theres prob more i forgot about, or i wanted to keep only 1 per fandom... except tgcf)

Huge Spoiler Warning: for ALL of tgcf, 2ha, aot, AND JJK MANGA!!!

1. Feng Xin (tgcf)

do i even need to explain this one? loyal to a fault, just a cute lil puppy, one hell of a sculpted archers back, and he's head over heels in love with Xie Lian (but tbh same) i have a lot of thoughts about him on a daily basis on this blog (and also theres the #fx backstory au tag)

2. Noé Archiviste (the Case Study of Vanitas)

MY BABY

the absolute bestest boy of EVER... with a LOAD of unprocessed trauma (yknow the typical stuff like seeing your childhood bff get decapitated in front of you) and a lot more to come once we find out how he kills his boyfriend best friend, Vanitas...

i ALSO think about him a lot but over on @noes-pillow

3. Sejanus Plinth (The Hunger Games: tbosas)

hated reading as a child... HATED it... picked up the og trilogy when i was 12 and i was a goner. The funny thing is i still hated reading for YEARS up until i picked up the prequel novel then in 2020, and now ive read all of tgcf, 2ha, and more fanfic than i could ever imagine... all because this stupid boy (i love him) chose to trust the WORST person as his friend, rip sejanus my baby

the movie is v good btw, if you havent seen it you should

4. Xie Lian (tgcf)

*Taizi Dianxia Fang Xin Guoshi General Hua Xie Lian*

how this man survived 800 years of being physically unable to die and never went insane is a mystery i will never be able to fully comprehend (aaand im in love with him... hmm i wonder why...)

5. Mihael "Mello" Keehl (Death Note)

the chocolate-addicted blonde boi that was my first anime crush... by proxy I must also add Mail "Matt" Jeevas because they are a package deal

these two are also the reason i started writing fanfic so they will ALWAYS hold a special place in my heart

6. Xue Meng - (2ha)

*sigh* he's just everyone's fav peacock (yes technically the image is XM 0.5 but he had a cool ass bird so im using this photo bc its COOL anyway...) mengmeng is another one of my trauma bois who has lost next to everything and yet is STILL kicking ass and taking names #thatsmyfuckingsectleader so proud of you my son

also this might get me into hot water here but imma go ahead and say it...

this is what i wanted Jiang Cheng to be... (i LOVE my angy grape but...) through thick and thin, despite EVERYTHING, and even mo ran fucking abandoning him he will still call mo ran his "ge"...

fgjhdfhfdg THEYRE BROTHERS, OKAY???

7. Howl Pendragon (Howl's Moving Castle)

ok this one i just simply do not need to explain... if you think i do, go watch this whole movie and then there ya go thats your answer...

GENDER

8. River Song (Doctor Who)

aside from being the character that unlocked my unhealthy obsession with :) Main Character Death :) at the ripe ol' age of 8 YEARS (although Will Turner from POTC also helped on that front... Orlando Bloom my beloved) River's story was a stroke of absolute GENIUS from start to finish and i simply love how Alex Kingston played her...

"You don't expect a sunset to admire you back."

I just love the doomed ones, okay...

9. Satoru Gojo (Jujutsu Kaisen)

look... theres *gojo girlies* uwu and then theres GOJO GIRLIES... i couldn't give 2 shits about how he's fan-serviced (tho im not complaining) but have you SEEN the amount of grief pumped into that man? he could explode in a fit of fucking insanity at literally any moment and take the whole goddamn world down with him bc what happened with suguru WASNT FAIR to him and satoru has more than enough power to go apeshit... but he DOESN'T... even after losing so many of his co-sorcerers... he still puts on a brave face to the end in order to protect the childhood of his students even tho his own youth was stolen from him during hidden inventory...

SEE? The DOOMED ones!

10. Levi Ackerman (Attack on Titan)

i read the manga during my last year of uni and when i tell you i SOBBED at the end... yes ofc for obvious reasons, but mostly bc my little Levi loses EVERYTHING. He is the SOLE survivor of the veteran scouts. He's missing multiple fingers, an eye, and the ability to walk. He was the strongest (yowaimo) but wasn't even granted the mercy to die at the end of his narrative! Broke my fucking heart.

BONUS: Morph (Treasure Planet)

he's a morph!!! nuff said <3

fin

[lomlscott]

RANT !! this has to be said.

the fact i just realized there’s an “anti scott mcall” tag just baffles me. it’s just weird. you can dislike scott but there is zero reason to make an anti tag.

sure, he made stupid mistakes but it’s the fact y’all want him out of the show? he’s the fucking main character and no one’s perfect. he’s a flawed character and let’s not act like your favs aren’t deeply flawed as well?

most of the people who interact or interfere with this tag are sterek or stiles stilinski fans which is pretty sad. y’all are either mad cause tyler p said the sterek ship is “twisted” (even though it’s really not that deep) or y’all just hating to hate. SMH LOL.

since scott McCall appreciation week is starting tomorrow imma just say that many people think that his character is “bland” or “boring” compared to the other characters which is wrong. everyone is entitled to their opinions so let me state mine real quick.

scott tends to be “bland” to most stiles fans because that’s who most people focus on for “comic relief” on the show. that’s why no one notices the good things he does for the others around him.

also, there are ppl in the anti tag saying how tyler posey is a racist (when it isn't even true) just because their bitter. aka, the same people who bash on tyler p but stan peter hales actor- who has been called out for many problematic things?

the hatred of scott mccall literally gets too much to the point where there are people are hating on the innocent, "im the hot girl" scene. WHAT?? HOW COULD SOMEONE HATE SCOTT IN THAT SCENE. i literally thought it was so funny with stiles and isaac and so adorable.

tyler p's done some stuff irl but anti's have gone way too far, just cause he has a fucking only fans doesn't mean shit. sterek fans/anti tyler p and scott mcalls have gone way over the top and made fun of how scott looks and his jaw- comparing it stiles/ dylan o brien. LIKE.. come awn now yall. literally everyone is attractive in the show and the haters can't pull any of them lmfao.

scott mccall has also done things, ALL the characters have but yet you feel the need to attack him only? like that time scott believed theo over stiles, that was dumb. really dumb- like why would you believe some rando over your bestfriend. but now yall are just throwing words in.

no one mentions how stiles treated scott like a literal dog during the first few seasons, when he couldn't control himself just because lydia kissed scott- (scott wasn't even himself) no one mentions how stiles made fun of liam's IED. no one mentions how he was always negative towards isaac. no one talks about how he literally pushed his dad into drinking more alcohol even though noah was known to have an alcohol problem. stiles acts as if he knows isaac's trauma, but really he doesn't. he also played with malia's feelings, i could list a whole lot of things- but im not a hypocrite. i can list a whole lot of things with scott as well.

so really what i'm saying here is that all characters have flaws- and there's no reason to make an 'anti' tag because that's what makes them realistic.

[rouge-the-bat]

was tagged by @princesstokyomoon owo, thanks for taggin me :3

Rules: List your top 5 favorite shows and tag 5 people!

...can i just list yu yu hakusho 5 times LOL god i fucking love that anime so much ive been hyperfixated on ever since i first watched it a few years ago gkdbjfbf that said, biiig surprise what my number one is:

1. Yu Yu Hakusho ⭐️

THIS SHOW CHANGED MY BRAIN CHEMICALS. I CANT PROPERLY EXPRESS HOW MUCH I ABSOLUTELY FUCKING ADORE THIS CAST OF CHARACTERS. THAT LIL DUDE IN THE MIDDLE?? HIEI, THE LOVE OF MY LIFE, I ADORE HIM SO MUCH, HES SUCH A WONDERFUL CUTE TSUNDERE BASTARD. literally the main cast is full of characters with "contradicting" traits that just work SO WELL in making them interesting and fun

kuwabara (the one in blue) is a precious himbo, a very loud delinquent kid who loves to fight but has an honor code he will ALWAYS abide by and has a cute little kitten he adores!!!

yusuke (the one in green) is similarly a delinquent and, honestly, is more of an asshole LOL but he despite his rudeness he doesnt hesitate to put his life on the line for others!

hiei MY LOVE is The Edgy One and always acts like they rest in the group arent his friends but he always is there to help when hes needed and clearly worries for their safety 🥰 and he has a sister hes very sweet and protective over!!! and hes also just Full Of Trauma that i wont get into as more of his backstory is revealed later in the show. and hes just an absolute badass and really hot,,, (forces myself to move on or ill just ramble endlessly about him)

THEN theres hieis lover partner kurama (the red head, and my big kin!!!!), whos by far the sweetest of the 4, is a total mamas boy, BUT hes also a centuries old fox demon known for his thievery and cruelty and was changed when he was almost killed and had to transfer his soul into an unborn human child to stay alive, where his human mom's love changed him to be kinder :'3 (none of that is a spoiler really, this is info he literally states very soon after his introduction) but even though hes changed, hes still can be absolutely RUTHLESS to his enemies. even hiei states early on that he chose kurama as his partner because he wouldnt want him as an enemy

AHEM okay. thats enough rambling about my hyperfixation for now i think fhkzhfjd i probably wont be rambling much about the other ones i just really really REALLY love yyh

the rest arent really in any particular order, and imma put em under the cut!

2. My Hero Academia

i was biiig hyperfixated on this show for a while there, i just absolutely LOVE stories that explore the gray areas of things, so when this show gets into that sorta shit with the hero society its a BIG fave. plus the characters are really fun, todoroki is my fave hehe

3. She-ra (reboot)

another previous hyperfixation, i just really love these characters and honestly theyre so fun to ship in a big ol poly pile lol. tbh i miss being fixated on this one, i had sooo much fun with it ♡

4. Talentless Nana

this was a shorter hyperfixation, but MAN this show gave me EMOTIONS. i dont wanna say too much about it because i think its best to watch the first episode without knowing too much about it, but there is a BIG TWIST at the end of the first episode, and the "genre" of the show completely shifts for all of the episodes after it. if you like darker series, i def recommend this one :3 i just hope itll get more seasons!! but at least theres the manga to continue on with after the first season!

5. Avatar the Last Airbender

an absolute classic from my childhood ♡ itll always be one of my faves!! the characters, the story, the world, i love it so much !!! i still wish i could be a water or fire bender ^w^

honestly it feels weird not putting up a sonic show on here, but when i think about it i never was the biggest on the shows and have always been way more attached to the games canon. though sonic x is def still a classic from my childhood too owo

ah shit i was about to post this without tagging anyone i almost completely forgot HFKSHGK uhh ill tag @megalo-station @catfuyus @transgaykurama @mageofcolors @l-lawliets-pussy @yoko-kurama-the-sex-god (i did 1 over 5 bc im a rebel 😈 JFLZJF)

[hollandorks]

hi hi hi hi hiiiiii!! so i was scrolling aimlessly farrrrr down my dash and saw that you’ve watched shadow and bone and have read all of the grishaverse books!! if you’re feeling up to it would absolutely adoreee hearing your thoughts and contrary to the “shut up shelby” tag ma’am imma need you to let each and every one of those thoughts out and know they are welcome and so desired hehehe (i can’t stop thinking about it all and i’m just hoping someone out there is on the same wavelength about these characters haha)

bestie I would love nothing more! I still don't know how I feel about some of the changes from the books and tbh I probably won't have a firm opinion until s3! Let's just say....I'm intrigued

The tl;dr version of my thoughts is: I love the crows, I love the sturmhond bit at the very end (it made a lot of sense to me tbh), did NOT love the david bit (eyeballing rule of wolves here too), and uhh....didn't really love how they fucked the development of the crows by making all their famous lines etc happen before their main plot just for fan service

ANYWAYS feel free to rant at me/ with me, I have many thoughts 😂

[viscountessevie]

What are your fav pre S2 fics and post S2 fics?

Sanji's Bridgerton Fic Recs

Am I allowed to plug myself? 😂😂 I just never end up on fic rec lists so you know what Imma be shameless and link my masterlist:

I'm really proud of my Kathony one shots (My 10 Things AU is a vibe but I've abandoned it sorry yall 😭) and I think my NB!Sophie fic deserves more love so please if you're interested have a read and let me know what you think 💞

As for the other recs - I'll be honest, I don't read as much fics as I should especially when I have so many amazing writer friends I really feel bad I haven't read or commented enough on their fics! That being said here's all my fave fic writers (literally mainly my friends shsjjsjs cos they're the only ones I trust to get the characters right):

@newtonsheffield aka Molly! She is first fandom friend I ever made in this fandom and the reason I ended up making this blog. I always saw her in the main tag and got really curious about her fics. Then I fell into the rabbit hole that is BSCU which I still need to finish 💀💀. I would rec all of her works tbh she has written something for everyone but my personal faves are the following:

1) Mysterious Fathoms Below - A Little Mermaid Kathony AU that's very soft and hella intimate. I was SUPER hyped for this one and Molly really delivered

2) Through The Wire - This was an intense and angsty AU where Anthony gets amnesia after an accident a little while after dumping Kate when they were getting too serious. It was brilliantly written and I honestly think this is her best work. It's so annoying that the puritans of the fandom gave her so much shit for some of her chapters, they can fuck right off this was my absolute fave fic of hers ever!

3) Royals - Hello we ALL LOVE a Princess Diaries 2 AU! This was such a fun read honestly it's been so long I need to go back and reread. Also watching the movie right after hits different and gives you all the feels

[Ik she has other faves she'd hype up more but I haven't read those yet jshdjjd so I can't really comment on them but oh! Honourable Mention because she's mentioned she loves this AU but it's very underrated and I still need to read it: Post Traumatic. It's a Jurassic Park AU AND Kate is a fight pilot it's iconic]

I would also recommend going through the tags of those fics because she always has fun snippets, edits and playlists for them! It really drums up the hype while you're waiting for it to be updated.

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Next up we have Lil aka @sharmasandcorgis whose writing I absolutely adore and I think she's hella underrated so please go give her some love on her AO3

1) Leap Year - If you haven't already guessed I go feral for movie AUs I think its a film writer thing lmao. Based on the movie of the same name, it's enemies to lovers EXCELLENCE, with a side of fake marriage we love to see it!!

2) Mornings - It's pregnancy Kathony fic and is so so soft and comforting. I was literally Agnes reading it: IT'S SO FLUFFY I'M GOING TO DIE!!

3) So I need to catch up on her other fics but she's so brilliant I couldn't pick a 3rd I'm just reccing her entire AO3 works!!

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Zaira aka @jeanvanjer who needs to write more fics for us because her writing is AMAZING, currently only has The Ghost of You up at the moment. Very soft but angsty and sad, get tissues ready before reading.

Look out for her Sugar Daddy Professor Anthony AU at some point down the line.

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Triv aka @hptriviachamp is my fave Regency fic writer because she's very good with the language of the time, does thorough research for every fic and as a Poli-Sci major, always has a political touch in her fics it sets her writing apart from the rest of the writers and makes her stories so unique!

1) Suddenly A Smile, Shyly Obscene - Johncesca's first meeting fully fleshed out. I watched this fic come to life in our GC whenever we had writing sprints and let me say I'M OBSESSED! She really understands Johncesca and the way she writes John makes me go feral, her John is now Canon John imo.

2) The Courtship of Charlotte Bridgerton - IT'S *THE* NEXT GEN FIC! Charlotte and Clairmont are super compelling especially with how it progresses and no spoilers but there's a suprise on Clairmont's part 👀. It's a really refreshing take on a certain kind of relationship and the characters are just so fun to read about.

3) A Very Bridgerton Diwali - The very first fic of hers I've read. It made my heart sing because it reminded me so much of how my family and I are during Deepavali so it hit close to home in a very soft way.

Author's Pick: Do Not Go Gentle Into That Senior Year (Just Rage) - A Kathony HS AU with all the tropes of a HS au and beats of their story in one fic.

Honourable Mention: I'm Your National Anthem - A very spicy politically charged Kathony Politics AU but it's on the back burner as a WIP and hasn't been posted 😭😭 if it ever comes out please go read it!

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Belle aka @sophiamariabeckett !! My fandom wife 😍😍. Heads up, we're moving into Benophie territory.

1) Bridgertons' Anatomy - IT'S A GREYS AU!! I was really surprised to hear her tell me this wasn't hyped up more like don't yall love Greys?? AND OFC THE BRIDGERTONS WOULD BE A HIGH POWERED DOCTOR DYNASTY FAMILY!

Of course it's Benophie centric and Ben/Sophie (Baek!! She's Korean yall) are super cute in it but my fave chapter is Nepotism Babies where Anthony and Simon meet for the first time 🥺🥺🥺

Soo gooo read it - Belle also made a lot of edits for it, go give it some love!

2) Fallen Through Time - Outlander AU nuff said, very angsty and just iconic I mean when Jamie and Claire are the blueprint and you apply to Benophie it's just chef's kiss!

3) Author's Pick: Dusk Til Dawn - Violet Bridgerton II's Birth! Another fic that was born in our GC and it is so so soft. Okay but like the way I initially wrote From Dusk Til Dawn til I realised that's a video game 💀💀

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Last but certainly not least, Michaela aka @minim236 is literally our fandom's Bob the Builder fix-it fic writer. Canon broke it? Michaela can fix it, yes she can!

Her AUs are unmatched! Lots of fun rarepairs but she makes them work and you can see why they fit together. My personal favourite fic is tied between these two so I'll put them in the order I read it:

1) The Marina/Simon Series - An AU where Simon and Marina strike a deal to enter into a marriage of convenience so she won't be ruined and Simon can say Fuck you to his dad by not having any biological kids to take the Dukedom. Also these two deserve better than being ending up with r*pists (Ik Show Phillip didn't since they won't need to consummate their marriage and she doesn't seem to have PPD but still Book Philip can go die.)

I think this was the first ever fic I read from her?? So definitely has a special place in my heart!

2) [Also Author's Pick:] A Papa Sharma & Mary Love Story. My soft spot is Kate and Edwina's parents I WANNA KNOW EVERYTHING and this fic series fulfilled that!! Their love story was so so sweet and we had baby Kate and Mary moments I was sobbing! We also had a moment where Vi was being a ignorant white lady lmaoo it was funny and I lowkey wish she had been called out for it within the narrative hshshs.

Bonus Sequel: Letters Sent & Read

Sorry M I gotta admit I haven't read this one yet but I will soon! The premise is promising and I'm excited to read it 🤗🤗

3) Ruin

He would not ruin her. How could he ruin such beauty? Benedict is an artist without a muse or motivation. Until he is introduced to Sophie Beckett, a guarded ballet dancer who lacks passion and does not want to be his muse. The attraction between them is confusing, especially to her.

I need to read this but it's a monster of a fic and I love that! Hopefully it will be finished by the time I can start it and I'll be able to binge it ehehhe. I will say I always see edits for it and they are amazing!!! So please go give them some love 💞

Also anon I know you asked for Pre-S2 and Post-S2 fics, but I can't recommend any good fics that are canon compliant with S2. I've given up on trying to find good ones without a Kathani jumpscare and I have talked about it on my blog a couple of times (recently talked about it in the comments here) but I hate HATE the trend of Abusive!Sharmas and White Saviour Kathony saving Kate from her 'oh so horrible' family, it's fucked up. Please go read TVWLM and come back with better characterisations of the Sharma Family Unit thanks, we don't claim the dysfunction on the show.

Thanks again for the ask anon and everyone goooo read my friends' work, just absolutely brilliant writers!