#it changes everytime I talk to him tbh

[ranger-danger]

I miss my dnd ranger :( Joyce I miss you. Much more now that the 2024 rules turned out to be really good for rangers.

Anyways have some of the only decent drawings I’m made of him (in his entire lifespan, idk why but he is the worst character to draw. I have never struggled with a character as much as I have him and Likaria).

Also a baby one I did for some reason??

[loverboybitch]

fall is almost here...autumn. is. arriving..emotional..//.

[carlthecloaked]

Wrong Number, Right Person

938 words | no cw | i know i said i would do eddies pov but everytime i tried writing it it felt off :< | and so sorry this took so long!! i have a LOT of stuff going on personally

|previous chapter|

Robin snatched Steve’s backup phone from his hands before he could protest, scrolling through the messages with a gleeful smirk.

“Oh my god, Steve. You flirted with them.”

“I did not!” Steve lunged for the phone, but Robin dodged, hopping onto the couch to keep it out of reach.

“Uh, ‘I hate how funny you are’? ‘Okay but you have to say who you are though’?” She mimicked his voice in a ridiculous falsetto. “That’s textbook flirting.”

Steve groaned, dragging a hand down his face. “It’s not. I was just—curious.”

“Curious,” Robin repeated, deadpan. “Right. Because you totally put this much effort into every wrong number text.”

Steve opened his mouth, then shut it.

Robin grinned. “Exactly. Now—” She tossed the phone back to him. “Text them again.”

Steve fumbled the catch, barely saving it from face-planting onto the floor. “What? No. I already apologized for the wrong number thing. It’d be weird.”

Robin rolled her eyes so hard Steve worried they might get stuck. “Steve. You trauma-dumped about your terrible date to a complete stranger, and they not only listened but joined in on roasting him. That’s not ‘weird.’ That’s fate.”

Steve scoffed. “Fate?”

“Fate,” Robin repeated solemnly, pressing a dramatic hand to her chest. “Now text them, or I swear to god, I’ll do it for you.”

Steve hesitated, thumb hovering over the screen.

It was kind of nice talking to them. And they were funny. And—okay, fine, maybe a tiny bit intriguing.

He exhaled sharply and started typing.

Steve: so. about earlier.

Steve: i feel like i should apologize again for trauma dumping on a stranger lmao

The reply came almost instantly.

Unknown Number: nah, don’t worry about it. your suffering was highly entertaining

Steve: wow. glad my pain amuses you

Unknown Number: it really does. so, any updates? did you block the guy? change your name? flee the country

Steve: considering all options tbh

Unknown Number: i vote flee the country.start fresh. new identity.

Steve: you’re a terrible influence

Unknown Number: you have no idea ;)

Steve bit back a grin.

Robin, who had been shamelessly reading over his shoulder, nudged him with her elbow. “Oh my god, they’re flirting with you.”

“They are not,” Steve hissed, though his ears felt suspiciously warm.

Steve: still not gonna tell me who you are?

Unknown Number: nope. but i’ll give you another hint

Steve: …ok?

Unknown Number: i have two eyes

Steve groaned.

Steve: revolutionary. truly.

Unknown Number: i know, i’m so mysterious

Steve: you’re so annoying

Unknown Number: you love it

Steve’s thumb froze over the screen.

Robin let out a loud “Ooooh.”

Steve elbowed her. “Shut up.”

Steve: bold assumption

Unknown Number: not an assumption. a fact.

Steve’s face warmed.

Robin cackled. “Oh my god. They’re good.”

Steve ignored her, typing quickly before he could overthink it.

Steve: okay. if you won’t tell me who you are, at least tell me how you got my number

Unknown Number: wouldn’t you like to know, harrington?

Steve blinked.

Steve: wait. you know my name?

Unknown Number: of course i do.

Robin gasped. “Ohhhh shit.”

Steve’s pulse jumped.

Steve: okay now i definitely need to know who this is

Unknown Number: where’s the fun in that?

Steve: i hate you

Unknown Number: no you don’t

Steve exhaled, exasperated but amused.

Steve: fine. keep your secrets. but i will figure it out

Unknown Number: looking forward to it

Robin snatched the phone again before Steve could stop her, typing rapidly.

“Robin—”

“Relax! I’m helping.”

Steve grabbed for the phone, but she danced out of reach, hitting send with a triumphant smirk.

He stared in horror at the screen.

Steve (Robin): so when are you guys going on your first date? since you’re so sure steve loves you

Steve’s stomach dropped. “Robin.”

The reply came instantly.

Unknown Number: name the time and place. i’ll be there.

Steve groaned, burying his face in his hands.

Robin cackled. “This is the best day of my life.”

Steve grabbed the phone back, typing frantically.

Steve: IGNORE HER. SHE’S A MENACE.

Unknown Number: too late. i already like her

Steve: …this is a nightmare

Unknown Number: don’t worry, steve. i’ll make sure our first date is better than your last one

Steve: you’re insufferable

Unknown Number: you’re blushing

Steve was, in fact, blushing.

Robin collapsed onto the couch next to him, wheezing with laughter. “Oh my god. You’re screwed.”

Steve groaned, throwing an arm over his face.

This was not how today was supposed to go.

(And yet—some small, traitorous part of him was excited.)

Steve stared at his ceiling, phone resting on his chest. He should not be thinking about this. He should not be smiling at his phone like an idiot. And he definitely should not be considering texting them again.

But.

He grabbed his phone.

Steve: okay. one more hint.

Unknown Number: bold of you to assume i’ll give in that easily

Steve: bold of you to assume i won’t annoy you until you do

Unknown Number: oh? so you are planning on keeping me around?

Steve: don’t flatter yourself

Unknown Number: too late ;)

Steve huffed a laugh.

Steve: fine. no hints. but answer me this—do i actually know you?

Unknown Number: maybe

Steve: that’s not an answer

Unknown Number: it’s my answer

Steve: you’re impossible

Unknown Number: and yet here you are, still texting me

Steve rolled onto his side, biting his lip to keep from grinning.

Steve: …shut up.

Unknown Number: make me

Steve’s breath caught.

Oh.

This was bad.

This was very bad.

Because whoever was on the other end of this phone?

Steve was doomed.

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[sturnsdoll]

𝖶𝖨𝖲𝖣𝖮𝖬 𝖳𝖤𝖤𝖳𝖧 -`♡´- -C.S

(HEADCANNONS!)

pairing: chris x (gf) reader, some reader x bsf matt and nick <3

summary: how chris would support his girlfriend before, after, and through wisdom teeth removal, as well as being under the influence of anesthetics!

warnings: fluffy!headcannons, dentist, mention of teeth pulling, little blood, slight mention of needles, anesethetics, established relationships.

authors note: kind of a blurb more than hc's tbh? it was a little rushed! sorry!

₊⊹⤑ you had been talking about how nervous you were for a couple weeks now..

₊⊹⤑ so it was no surprise when the whole car ride there, you were holding your boyfriends hand and avoiding the topic of what you knew was coming.

₊⊹⤑ chris had been reminding you everyday that besides the needle, the rest of it you wouldn't even remember. he ensured that him matt and nick would be there the entire time if you needed a hand or two.. or three to hold.

₊⊹⤑ with some encouragement (and chris lending you his grey zip up to wear for emotional and physical comfort) you did manage to enter the building just to get it done and over with.

₊⊹⤑ while the IV was intruding your skin, chris stayed next to you, asking about what flavour of ice cream you'd be getting after as a distraction from the needle.

₊⊹⤑ from there on, the process itself you had no memory of but chris stuck close by the entire time incase you needed anything or for some reason woke up.

₊⊹⤑ "hey sweetheart how'r ya feeling?" chris would ask while gently holding your hand when you come to your senses

₊⊹⤑ confused, your instinct was to sit up but chris would immedietly usher you to lay back down, letting you know that they're done working on your teeth.

₊⊹⤑ "why dtha fack is this bullshit still in my fucking arm then HUH?" your words wonky from the cotton in your mouth and the haze of anesthetic.

₊⊹⤑ "shh, were in public stop cursing like a sailor" "dude, nobody under like 100 says 'cursing like a sailor'" "yeah, what he thsaid!"

₊⊹⤑ chris would of course glare at you for agreeing with matt. but his thumb soothingly rubbing your hand tells you that he's obviously not too mad.

₊⊹⤑ you would leave later then you should have because everytime a password was given to you, you'd forget less than five seconds later..

₊⊹⤑ "it was ass right?" "no, it was GRASS sweetheart...."

₊⊹⤑ everything that came out of your mouth had the doctors and the triplets giggling.

₊⊹⤑ when it came time to take the IV out, chris thought that a 'got your nose' joke would be funny to distract you with. it was... definetly distracting at least???

₊⊹⤑ usually you were sweet to your boyfriend but something about anesthetic had you more than arguementative today.

₊⊹⤑ chris would try complimenting you "you look pretty even like this"

₊⊹⤑ "i KNOW i do. stop being corny you sthtoopid fuck" chris's jaw drops like he's offended but you don't care because nick's contagious laugh brings out your own laughter out as well.

₊⊹⤑ "i thought i was supposed to be the stupid one right now, not you"

₊⊹⤑ "maybe YOUU need to see the dentist about all those terrible jokes that come out of your mouth."

₊⊹⤑ you had no filter, just having fun rebelling against your usual niceness to your loved one.

₊⊹⤑ then finally the car ride came.

₊⊹⤑ now you leant on chris' shoulder to take a nap

₊⊹⤑ "thought i was stupid?" he questions, arm coming around to pull you in closer. "shhhh i'm sthleeping" the inpedament on your speech makes him giggle. "I SAID SHHHHHH" "jesus. my bad sleepyhead"

₊⊹⤑ the whole car ride he was making sure you didn't need your gauze changed, asking if you need water, offering you chapstick. you had to tell him to shut up at least 100 times before he'd relax, telling him you could put your own damn chapstick on. (you ended up asking him for help two minutes later...)

₊⊹⤑ the whole rest of the car ride was filled with you zipping up and down the zipper of your boyfriends sweater you had on, mixed with your favourite artist playing as you attempted to sing along

₊⊹⤑ the second you entered the triplets home, you rested on the couch with your legs over your boyfriends lap, singing a song that everyones pretty sure doesn't exist..

₊⊹⤑ "i love... YOUUUUUUU, i lovovovovovee YOUU, all three of YOUUuUuU-" "someone sedate her again." nick jokes while handing you an ice pack you'd previously asked for.

₊⊹⤑ "want me to hold it on your jaw for you bab- oh" before he can finish speaking you're gripping his wrist, leaning toward him "wanna know something?" you ask eagerly "hm?" "I LOVE YOU!" "i love you more"

₊⊹⤑ matt and nick didn't enjoy the next 30 minutes of the predictable arguement at all. ₊⊹⤑ once the delusion of the anesthetic wore off, you were just plain tired. nick and matt had both chosen to chill in their own rooms by now.

₊⊹⤑ the second you mentioned wanting to lay down, chris curled up behind you with a blanket over the two of you. he held you tight, muttering in your ear about how good you did today and how proud he is that you went.

₊⊹⤑ "sorry for calling you stupid" you apologize with a sweetly apologetic smile.

₊⊹⤑ "aw, it's okay. i know you didn't mean it-" "wellll sometimes.." "nevermind i don't forgive you."

₊⊹⤑ he'd make sure your favourite cartoon was on and that he held your ice pack on your sore jaw till you eventually drifted into sleep.

tags ᥫ᭡: @pettydollie @mattsrod @sturncakez @sturniololovesss @sturniolosstar @sstvrnioloo @watercolorskyy @sturniol0s @6ix9inewiturmom @sonicsmacks @orangela

[fvnalgirlcomplex]

PRETTY ISN’T PRETTY ✸ J. HUGHES

and it begins!! this is irl but also mostly social media au because my tumblr is/was acting up and deleted most of what i had written and.. i’m lazy so!!! reader is referred to as ‘you’ and their looks are talked about but i tried to avoid describing looks… however… reader doesn’t have blonde hair but listen like every nhl fic uses a blonde girl for the fc so. i think its justified!! but sorry to anyone blonde reading lol. i didn’t rlly know how to end this tbh but i hope it’s still good and i hope u like it!! remember that you are beautiful! any negative things said obviously aren’t true :)

warnings: light mention/implication of an eating disorder, insecurities, hate comments, reader gets picked up (lowkey manhandled a little bit), suggestive comments (2), unedited writing

masterlist, series masterlist

fc: olivia rodrigo ( oliviarodrigo on ig )

summary: dating jack wasn’t gonna be easy, you knew that. you just thought him traveling a lot was gonna be the hardest, not being picked apart by his fans.

bought a bunch of makeup,

tryna cover up my face

i started to skip lunch,

stopped eatin’ cake on birthdays

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youruser 22!! shout out to cole caulfield

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colecaulfield thank you for the shout out. I really needed it.

youruser anything for a fan

user19 she’s so cocky omg

yourfriend the cake was so good! you should’ve had some :(

youruser the cake wasn’t very big and i don’t really like cake that much anyways lol glad you liked it though!!

jackhughes ❤️

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user373 at least she chose a blurry pic so we don’t have to see her face lmaoo

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jackhughes birthday girl 🎂

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_quinnhughes haps

youruser damn. not even a full sentence 😔

user14 even his brother doesn’t like her lmao 💀

user298 i hope she knows she’s public enemy #1

user63 bro could do sm better

trevorzegras big! 22! 2️⃣2️⃣

user86 the way she looks at him though 🥹

user7 no..

user329 why are you so miserable

user738 he did her so dirty with the second picture 😭 makeup can only do so much but somehow she looks even worse than i imagined with no makeup

“I didn’t know it was such a big deal—”

“It shouldn’t have to be a big deal, Jack! I asked you not to post it, I don’t understand why you don’t listen!”

Maybe you were overreacting. Maybe you were taking your insecurities out on Jack when it really wasn’t his fault. But, it’s hard to stay calm when you’ve started to hate what you see everytime you look in the mirror, or someone takes a picture of you and that’s when you have makeup on. Words couldn’t describe how gross you feel without makeup on.

“I think you look gorgeous. I don’t know what the issue is.” Jack responded, too nonchalantly for your liking.

“The issue is that I don’t think I look gorgeous so I don’t want it out in the world for all your fans to see.” Jack sighed at your response. He knew what this was about but to him, you the prettiest girl he’d ever seen. He just couldn’t grasp how someone like you could be insecure.

“Y/n…” He said softly, grabbing the sides of your face. The mood in the room had quickly changed from tense to sad as soon as the word fans was mentioned. “You’re stunning. I know you don’t believe me but, you really are. All those comments are from a bunch of teenage girls who are jealous. I know it’s hard to block out but you just have to try ‘cause I wanna show everyone how pretty my girl is, okay?” Jack finished, trying to cheer you up. It didn’t really work to be honest but still, through glass eyes, you looked up at him and nodded before he brought you into a comforting hug.

You wanted to believe him, you really did. But it wasn’t just teen fan girls. It was also grown men. Men your boyfriends age who thought you were just as hideous. They couldn’t have been doing it for the same reasons as the fan girls. They had to have just been being honest, right?

‘cause there’s always somethin’ missin’

there’s always somethin’ in the mirror

that i think looks wrong

when pretty isn’t pretty enough,

what do you do?

You loved spending time with Jack. And you also loved getting to spend time with the people he cared about. But the pressure of looking good before going knowing that pictures would be taken, with or without you knowing, made you want to puke.

You started planning out your outfits far in advance, what shoes, how you’d do you hair, your makeup. Everything. You told yourself over and over again that the outfit is cute. You asked Jack about it and he always reassured you that you would look beautiful in anything and the friends you’d ask say the same thing.

But that still wasn’t enough to stop your brain from making you think everything was wrong. No matter you were wearing, when you looked in the mirror it just looked… wrong. Like something was missing.

“Babe?” Your boyfriends voice came softly through the bedroom door. Jack had invited you to the Devils Halloween Party this year which would be your first New Jersey Devils event. Jack and Luke were wearing matching spider-man costumes with Nico and Dawson who were currently at the brothers apartment. “You ready?” He asked you as he poked his head into the bedroom before fully stepping in, closing the door behind him.

“Yeah, I was just looking for my cat ears.” Lie. You were overanalyzing yourself like you always did before you went out but you knew if you told Jack that he’d feel bad and tell you that you didn’t have to go if you weren’t comfortable.

It wasn’t clear if Jack really believed your lie but he glanced around the room for the headband anyways before finding it on the edge of the bed next to you and placing them on your head for you.

Still sitting on the edge of the bed from when you were putting on your boots before you caught a look at yourself in the mirror, you looked up at Jack, who’s hands stayed on the side of your face after gently placing the headband on you.

Words weren’t exchanged as he looked at you, his thumbs tenderly moving over cheeks. He moved down to place a lovingly soft kiss on your forehead and then your lipstick covered lips.

“You’re beautiful.” He whispered against your mouth. You almost believed him.

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njdwag.updates y/n at the halloween party with a fellow wag. she went as a black cat 🐈‍⬛

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theotherwag sweetest girl to ever exist 🩷

user273 jacks like 🥹

user33 is this a safe space?

user649 depends…

user33 i love yn. and i love yn and jack!! they’re so cute and it’s so obvious everyone that hates her is just jealous :/

user472 REAL!!! they claim to be fans of jack but hate to see him happy… like something isn’t adding up??

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user634 wait jack went as spider-man and she went as a black cat?? she’s kinda funny for that

user710 jack probably didn’t want to outright match with her 💀

user845 her standing next to another wag.. this is so sad like jack!! wake up!!

and everybody’s keepin’ it up, so you think it’s you

i could change up my body and change up my face

i could try every lipstick in every shade

but i’d always feel the same

‘cause pretty isn’t pretty enough anyways

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njdwags y/n y/l/n at her colleges football game with friends!

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user968 everytime there’s a picture of her standing next to someone it really highlights how ugly she is LMAO

user263 idk why people hate her sm she’s so pretty

user945 she’s even prettier in person! i met her at the game and she was so nice. it’s so sad to see all the hate she gets :(

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user293 we have class together!! she’s literally so sweet and smart

user683 ugly ass

user78 she chose a college football game over her boyfriends hockey game…

user537 why does she always have her tongue out 💀

and i try to ignorе it, but it's everythin' i see

it’s on the poster on the wall, it's in like every magazine

it’s in my phone, it's in my head, it's in the boys i bring to bed

it’s all around, it's all the time, i don't know why i even try

It’s like you couldn’t stop yourself from reading comments on posts about you. You knew you should ignore but it seemed impossible to ignore at this point.

You knew the comments would be negative like they always were but you always had hope they would be nice for once. And there was nice ones sometimes! But most were so overwhelmingly negative, you couldn’t even focus on the positives.

And it wasn’t just comments either, no. Not anymore at least. Since, you’ve read the comments, it’s like all the negative has leaked out of your phone and into every aspect of your life.

It was when you visited your family over winter break, you had totally forgotten about the posters you had in past years of icons from your childhood. Icons who were so how all skinny or blonde or had stunning blue eyes or all three. The break was supposed to get you away from all that and yet, you still cried yourself to sleep that first night.

Every aspect of life also included you and your boyfriend. You knew before you and Jack had started dating, he was constantly liking other girls bikini pics on instagram. And even though he had stopped doing that, you’d still seen tweets from his fans in the past joking about how he was “always at the scene of the crime” with a screenshot of his like on a picture of the most beautiful woman you’ve ever seen. And while you tried to ignore it, you noticed of a pattern with all the girls. They looked a lot like the icons from your childhood. Nothing like you.

So now, late at night, when you were supposed to be having quiet and sweet moments with your boyfriend; your boyfriend that you didn’t get to see very often at that! You spent those moments thinking about those stupid likes on those stupid pictures of those stupidly beautiful girls.

And as for you, the comments had really gotten to your head. Even when you weren’t with Jack and you weren’t on your phone or in your childhood room. You still found someone to compare yourself to. It was like some kind of superpower.

and i bought all the clothes that they told me to buy

i chased some dumb ideal my entire life

and none of it matters and none of it ends

you just feel like shit all over again

Was this silly? It feel silly.

This didn’t feel like you but a change was needed.

Jack (and Luke) had been hanging out with the team all day and you had the day off. You had decided to spend the time alone shopping for clothes that you would’ve never worn before this past month and a box of blonde hair dye.

“We’re home!”

Luke’s voice rang through the apartment, snapping you out of your trance that you were in while staring out the box of hair dye taunting you on the bathroom counter.

“Y/n?” Now it was Jacks voice that made its way through the apartment.

“Bathroom!”

You could hear his footsteps come closer to the bathroom door before a knock on the door, hesitating before opening the door before him. He slipped in before locking the door behind him.

“I was gonna jump in the shower if he wanted to join me.” Jack told you, his hands sliding around your waist with his back to the door. Naturally, your hands slipped around to rest behind his neck, forgetting about the hair dye sitting on the counter.

“I think I’m gonna have to pass this time—”

“You’re gonna dye your hair?” Jack cut you off, his eyes focused behind you.

“Oh- Yeah, I just, um, wanted a change I guess.”

Jack didn’t say anything or take his eyes off of the box of hair dye. He didn’t buy it for a second but he just didn’t understand. How could you not see how beautiful you were. Jack had known the comments were bad, he just didn’t realize they were getting to you this badly. He looked back to you, who had a guilty look in your eyes. Jack sighed before moving you over to the counter, placing you next to the box.

“Baby, if you really want to dye your hair blonde, go for for it. But I don’t think you want to.” You couldn’t even look at him. You felt embarrassed that you’d been confronted about how out of hand these insecurities have gotten, even if it wasn’t really your fault. You felt like a child being scolded. “I know we’ve talked about this before but you really have to listen to me this time okay, babe?”

Jacks hand came up to your chin, gently pushing your head up to make eye contact with him.

“You’re the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever seen. I mean that. All those assholes just want to find someone to hate more than themselves and I’m sorry that dating me has made you a target for that. But blonde hair dye isn’t gonna make them stop. I’ll say something— I should’ve said something sooner but I’ll do it now. Just- Just don’t change for them because they won’t ever be happy. Pretty isn’t pretty enough for them, okay?”

You were crying now. Because you knew he was right and you were upset you had let them drive you crazy. You continued to cry as your boyfriends arm came around your frame. You uttered apologies, not quite sure for what, while his hand rubbed your back.

After a while, your tears stopped and Jack pulled away. “I love you. And I told you, if you really want to go blonde, go for it. I mean, you’ll look hot either way—”

“Jack!”

“Okay, okay. Blonde or no blonde.” He asked with a small smile on his face, holding up the box of hair dye.

“No blonde.”

Jacks smile grew as he threw the box into the trashcan. His hands slid down to your thighs, picking you up and wrapping your legs around his waist.

“So… can we get that shower now?”

[purplecelestial-buddy]

Allow me to go insane about perhaps the entirety of chapter 28

First and foremost, we are in it since page 1.

The fact that we are watching this interaction develop from the pov of the guys (since we are watching Hirano from above, like Kagi would and we are watching Kagi from below, like Hirano would) is totally insane.

This exchange is kind of so funny because Kagi says Hanzawa is gone and Hirano, who I would argue is still kind of processing the... straightforwardness and "strengh" (that's the only word I have rn) of the hug request is standing there like "and what does that even have to do with us?" and to some degree this is very important to me because this is Hirano we are talking about. Marriage = civial law Hirano. The 10 secs rule cannot exclude hair because it's made from protein just like skin, Hirano.

I need you to understand that this man has one hell of a convoluted thought process and in other situations he has taken mere seconds to come up with some weird analysis just so he can win whatever debate him and Kagi are having. AND REGARDLESS here we head a head empty no thought Hirano, he's thinking of one thing and one thing only, that being the hug and how it will fit in the puzzle that is his relationship with Kagi. And the hand clenching. Gosh the hand clenching. If only I had a nickel for everytime Kagi closes his fist or grabs at stuff to physically stop himself from crossing the line I would be a millionare. The hand clenching even makes me wonder if he actually belives no one will see them. In fact this is such a funny scene in the sense that Hirano is completely focused in their interactions and Kagi is the one coming up with unexpected loopholes to validate his actions.

I always think back on the "that passion... is focused squarely on me" scene whenever I see this expression on Kagi.

In fact it's interest to see how his expression has changed along with his feelings, desires and expectations about Hirano.

Let's do a timeline:

This was the first instance in which Kagi ever thought about kissing Hirano:

This is the passion scene I was referencing:

And then there's Kagi now who always looks five seconds away from devouring Hirano.

So it's no suprise that Hirano looks uncomfortable. This is the same passion and drive he has always admired from Kagi but now it isnt a driving force used to put effort in basketball or to study so that they can remain roomies, it's being used to expose Hirano to as many romantic situations as posible in hopes that he can reach a conclusion, hopefully a romantic one. And that a very complex expectation because romance and dating are uncharted terriotory for Hirano so ofc he's even more cautious than he tends to be and gosh I'm projecting but I dont think people get how GODDAMN frsutrating and tbh scary it is to know people are expecting something from you when 1. you arent sure what that would even entail and 2. you arent sure if you could perfom even if you knew it.

So anyway, what happens next is very important: (but there's also the whole translation deal so... let's take it with a grain of salt(? (I'll put in italics all the comments/analysis that was biased by the mangadex translation)

Kagi makes his request, Hirano is squeamish and he begrudgingly agrees because that's isnt he kind of thing he "cant's say no to"

As in, he isnt allowed to stop each and every of Kagi's advanced even if they arent directed towards something he's comfortable with simply because theirs is a delicate situation and first and foremost he wants to keep Kagi close. And keeping Kagi close and remaining as roomies is heavily dependant on him not breaking Kagi's hard so he can't refuse all advances right? Because he's pretty much uncomfotable with all things romantic but he can't properly deny Kagi a relationship unless he knows how a relationship would work, right? (I think that fron here onwards the things would remain the same regardless of translation)

And I love that here Kagi inmediately panics and backtracks. Because many things can be said about Kagi, he's passionate, he's intense, he can come on to strong but he would never want to hurt Hirano. He would rather lose sleep and study than stop having his presence close, he would rather clench his fist and stand at the line than ever cross it. Because ven if he would get what he desired he would lose the person he loves the most.

And this whole thing was a kinda tense so when Hirano finally exhales so can we as an audience. And we proceed to get back to typical hrkg antincs of "but are you 100% sure that I'm not presurring you into doing this because I wouldnt want to do this is you arent on board" x "stop whining and going in circles, let's do this and get over with it"

And once again we get Kagi's pov of Hirano. And I dont know if it would be crazy to say that it feel different than the first one but for starters now we see more of Hirano, other than his face and you can see the uncertainty in his hands.

Then comes the hug which is honestly the one and only reason I started this whole ramble.

First, let's look at past hrkg hugs: We have the famous infirmary one. And I want to draw your attention at a few points; first Kagi grabs Hirano sort of by the shoulders, in the 2nd page at the 3rd panel of the sequence Kagi pulls Hirano into the hug, a futile attempt to make it feel more reciprocal I would say and then he squeezes Hirano.

Now, this chapter's hug has much more movement.

In fact it's six pages long

Its starts fairly similar, with Kagi sorta holding Hirano by the shoulders

and it goes down from there

This... this panel haunts me. This is not the face of someone that's comfortable. We can guess that the culprit might be Kagi's hand on Hirano's waist since it's much more lower than where he usually puts his hands.

And no one is comfortable with this so, Kagi soon realizes and again, he backtracks

We finish with the usual hearty squeeze, this time there's no need to get pulled for it to be reciprocal since Hirano relies/lays on Kagi.

And then of course we have the guilt and crisis of feeling uncomfortable ("repulsed" is one of the word choices being questioned)

I don't have much to say about the rest, Hirano gets thinking thoughts, realizes that maybe it can work out if he's the one doing the hugging and we all celebrate.

(also, I find it so funny that all of their "realization" moments have literally the same page composition. I wonder if it's a Harusono quirk of if there's deeper meaning. In fact, the line gets straighther each time so maybe it's all about how they are reaching an understanding of each other )

Then he have a much more comfortable hug and perhaps some of the most kira kira sparkly pages we've ever had

In summary this chapter is very important cuz:

1. We (Hirano included) see Kagi backtracking. This is important because Hirano has gone from not realizing the dept of Kagi's desires to being aware that Kagi will never push him to do anything he's not comfortable with.

2. Kagi says that he knows how much care, which surely lifted a heavy weight from Hirano's shoulders and will helps us in the future

3. Hirano basically learned how to say no and that he has a right to work things in his own way (can be debated based on the translation but I feel the point would still be something to worry over in general(?)

[yourmidnightlover]

getting it over with - ch 1

pairing: bucky barnes x reader

summary: after relentless teasing and being the butt of too many jokes, you ask bucky to help you become more experienced in… a particular area of your life

warning: precious bucky, virgin shaming?, virgin reader, slight male!oc x reader, sexual harrassment, illuding to sex, talk of sex

w/c: 2.5k

a/n: i am working on part 2 in my other series, timeless. i've been debating two different ways i could take it and it's been an internal battle trying to figure that out. that being said, i can't help myself and started writing this and so here it is! this will likely be a simple mini series with smut in the later parts, probably the next one tbh. anywho... enjoy!

another night with the girls, and yet another night of beng singled out and ridiculed over a miniscule part of your life. 

you were a well accomplished woman and yet all of your hard work has consistently been overlooked in nearly every conversation because of your extracurricular activities. or, well, more like your lack of extracurricular activities. 

you had been working with the avengers for five years now as their pr manager, living there for a little over three after finding it was easier to represent and present the team in a brighter light when you knew more about them. it was after you moved in that you got much closer to james ‘bucky’ barnes, who you’ve coined the nickname of ‘jamie’ for. your friends also began to question why you hadn’t, in their terms, “banged,” one of the avengers you happened to live with.

truth be told, you did enjoy spending time with them, especially bucky. but, that would be crossing a line. you were practically employed by them. well, technically you were employed by tony, but that didn’t change the fact that they were your clients. it was just particularly easy to find the good in the people who constantly saved the world. well, that, and you were supposed to make them look good anyway. 

the most difficult one to paint in the golden light was definitely bucky. you were great at getting the media to lean into his humanity and reminding them of how he had been tortured into what he became. you’ve imagined him to the public as “sargeant bucky barnes,” giving him back the title he earned rather than the name he was branded. he was still wary of venturing into the eye of the public, but everytime he did there were less people yelling at him and more people giving pitying looks and whispers. sure, he would rather not be recognized at all, but whispering was a hell of a long way from harassment. 

bucky was grateful for everything you’d done for him. truth be told, you were grateful for everything they had done for you anyway. hell they had repeatedly saved all of humanity, helping their reputation was the least you could do for them. 

but regardless of how well of a job you’ve done making the avengers’ reputation way lighter, somehow the only thing your old friends could talk about is how you’re somehow still a virgin.

“god, i can’t believe you’re still a virgin sometimes. especially being surrounded by hunks like him,” stephanie spoke up as she flipped her bleached hair behind her shoulder. “i would’ve tried my luck long before i cleared their name, girl. i mean, that sergeant guy has the prettiest blue eyes, and have you never wondered what he could do with that metal hand of his?” 

you rolled your eyes, “he’s more than a pretty face, steph. he’s actually really sweet, too. his humor’s a bit old, kinda like a grandpa.”

“well, if he’s a grandpa then i’d gladly be his sugar baby,” she squeaked as she sipped on her vodka cranberry. 

“can we not talk about him like that?” your face furrowed in embarrassment and you only hoped that she would take your blushing as remnants of the alcohol running through your body.

“why?” she scoffed as she rolled her eyes. “do you want him or something?” she paused, seeingly waiting for your response. clearly, your silence was answer enough. “oh my god you like him, don’t you?” 

“no, no, it’s not like that,” you shook your head as you downed the rest of your drink. “i just spend a lot of time with him because of the job, y’know?” 

“why don’t you just get him to pop your precious cherry?” she ventured as she stood from her stool. 

boy, had you wished for that. mostly in your wildest dreams, but part of you hoped it could maybe happen. but then, you would wake up and were reminded of your place in the world. besides, jamie was over 100 years old. there’s no way he’d want someone who didn’t know what they were doing in the bedroom. 

“or,” steph interrupted your thoughts. “we can get out there and find you a different guy to pop your cherry,” she finished with a wink as she grabbed your hands, pulling you from your seat and to the dance floor. 

you managed to sneak a glance at the clock before the crowd surrounding you made it more difficult, reading the time being 11 pm. you told the guys you’d be back before 1, so that gave you enough time to please stephanie and then politely excuse yourself. 

surprisingly, you had begun to enjoy yourself. the music wasn’t so bad with the surge of confidence the alcohol running through your veins gave you. after a few too many drinks, you were in your own world. finally unbothered by the nagging thoughts of your friends and the weight of your job on your shoulders. 

you felt a gentle tap on your shoulder before turning to see a sweet smile. he had big, brown eyes and shaggy hair, broad shoulders, none that compared to the men you lived with, but they were nice nonetheless. 

“hi,” he said even sweeter than his smile, keeping his hands to himself politely. “i-i’m noah.”

“well, hello, noah,” you smiled as you stepped closer to him, uncharacteristically throwing your arms around his neck as you continued to sway to the music. “y/n.”

“i-uh-you-you’re gorgeous,” he stuttered as his hands modestly found your waist.

“you really think so?” you said teasingly before leaning up to his ear. “i think you are super cute, yourself.” 

at this point, you had nearly forgotten all about stephanie’s presence at all. maybe she had already left with another guy, herself? who knows. right now, all you knew was that you didn’t know brown eyes could be so pretty. mayb you didn’t want to wait anymore. maybe you didn’t want to be the old virgin in your friend group anymore. maybe noah could change that.

“you’re unreal,” he chuckled as he continued to sway with you for the next song until you began to kiss on his neck. 

“you taste so sweet,” you commented in his ear before kissing right below it. he pulled back, giving you a sweet smile before connecting your lips together. 

“you taste sweeter, believe me,” he huffed out a breath as you reconnected your lips with his. 

“i think i want you, noah,” you whispered against his lips so softly he wasn’t sure he even heard you. “pretty please?” 

“ye-yea, sure,” he guided you out of the bar, you needing nearly all of his support to even walk out of the threshold of the door. 

“think ‘m sleepy, noah,” you mumbled against his neck as the cold air hit your face, as if it had began to sober you up.

“you just said you wanted me…?” he perplexed as he pulled you aside into the ally to gather yourself. 

“‘m sorry, noah,” you shrugged as the cold air hit you again. “‘s cold outside, can i go back in?” you turned to walk back inside when he grabbed your arm, probably a bit more harsh than he intended to. 

“what the fuck?” he sounded disappointed. “i complimented you, i let you make the first move, and now you just wanna back out?” he pulled you closer to his body. “what the fuck is wrong with you?”

“i-i dunno, i just got confused i think?” you stumbled as you tried to back away once more. “it’s too cold out here, noah.” 

“maybe this’ll warm you up,” he grabbed your pliable face and brought you back in for a kiss before you tried to push him away again.

“y/n?” you heard a raspy voice call out. “what the fuck?” you turned to see your jamie confused.

“jamie!” you tred to wiggle out of noah’s grasp once more, a disgruntled look on your face as you did so. “jamie…” you were now limply wrestling out of noah’s grasp as he scoffed at the situation in front of him. 

“what?” he said in disbelief. “you wanna lead me on and leave with this guy?”

“noah-”

“i think you need to back of the lady, alright, man?” bucky spoke up as he stepped closer towards you. “she’s clearly a bit drunk, just let me take her home and we’ll be on our way. no harm, right?” he tried to reason with the douchebag. 

“no harm?” he grasped your arm tighter before he continued, making you wince slightly. “so this bitch is able to fucking lead me on and then leave me high and dry and there’s ‘no harm’?”

“okay, i’ve tried to be nice about this,” without a second of hesitation, he had noah’s arms behind his back, not enough to seriously injure him, but just enough to harm him enough to not tempt him to do any more harm. “you will apologize to miss y/n for talking to her the way you did, you will walk away, and you won’t do anything like that to any woman in the near future, understood?” noah nodded. “am i understood?!” 

“yes, yes!” bucky nudged him further in your direction as you were leaning your back against the brick wall for stability. “i’m sorry, y/n.”

“for…?” bucky taunted.

“i’m sorry for talking to you the way i did.”

“good boy,” bucky teased as he released the man, letting him run away and not sparing him another glance before he made his way closer to you. 

“‘m sorry, jamie,” you stumbled forward and threw your arms around him. you had never been so openly affectionate, especially with bucky since you knew his aversions. since you were so drunk, you simply didn’t register the unspoken boundaries you had unintentionally set in place for yourself. “didn’t wanna make him mad. jus’ changed my mind s’all,” you buried your face in his neck. 

“you have a right to change your mind, doll,” he soothed as he gently rubbed your back, leading you to steve’s car he borrowed. 

“y/n?” you snapped your head to look at bucky as he spoke. “i don’t want you to be so late again, doll. it’s almost 2 am. had me worried sick about ya,” his hand danced on your knee, you assumed to comfort you after the events of the night.

“i didn’t know,” you shook your head. “i swear, i just lost track of time. s’not like me to do this. i just got so mad and wanted to get it over with, y’know?”

“get what over with?”

“you won’t laugh at me?” you grabbed his hand that was resting on your knee and turned in your seat to face your body towards him. “never, doll,” he chuckled at your serious tone.

“i’m tired of bein’ a virgin,” you said with a sense of disappointment. “don’ want people makin’ fun of me anymore.”

“that’s nothing to be embarrassed about, doll,” he shook his head as he put the car in park before running to your side of the car and helping you out. “some people want to save that moment, i get it.”

“no,” you groaned as you leaned into him. “i don’t wanna save it. i was just scared at first, and then i didn’t want to, and now it’s too late because nobody wants to be with a virgin.”

“that’s not true, y/n,” he shook his ehad as he pressed your shared floor on the elevator. 

“would you wanna have sex with me?” you wondered aloud as bucky began coughing loudly. “don’t be mean,” you huffed and crossed your arms, figuring he was trying to hide his laugh. “steph said i should get you to ‘pop my cherry’ but i knew you would’t wan-”

“hey, that’s not what i meant,” he stopped your train of thought. 

“so you do wanna ‘pop my cherry’?” you awed at the man as the elevator doors opened. 

“i wan’ you to stop referencing it as ‘popping your cherry’,” he grimaced as he said it himself. 

“you wanna have sex with me? bang? do the deed? take my virginity? make love?”

“stop it,” he groaned as you giggled, leaning into his chest even more. “i wanna have this conversation when your sober, if you even remember it.”

“i’ll remember, my sweet jamie,” you held onto his arm as he walked you to your room, helping you get into bed before going into your bathroom and returning with your bin of skincare. “this is why you’re my sweet jamie,” if you didn’t know any better you’d think he was blushing. 

he began using your makeup wipes to remove the remnants of makeup that had survived the night, followed by micellar water to remove the excess remover from your face. you knew he had seen you do your skincare routine after having so many late movie nights with one another, but it was still flattering that he had remembered it all so well. he finished applying your toners, serums, and finally your moisturizer with gentle hands, his metal one providing a nice cold surface that woke your skin up a bit more. it wasn’t until you reached up to grab his flesh hand that he noticed the bruises lacing your arms. 

“god,” he sighed as he looked down at his lap. “i’m so sorry i was too late, doll.”

“you weren’t too late,” you shook your head at his negativity. “you were perfectly on time. you saved me. i don’t-i don’t know what would’ve happened had you not shown up. i-”

“i don’t wanna think about what could’ve happened, please,” he shook his head as he held onto your bruised wrist softly, tenderly rubbing his cool metal hand over the damaged skin before pressing a kiss to it. 

“will you stay with me tonight?” you asked softly, as if you were scared he would say no. as if he would ever tell you no. 

“only if you’re sure,” you nodded eagerly with a grin before he crawled into bed with you. 

bucky’s arms wrapped around your waist as you laid on his chest, breathing in his scent as his soothing heartbeat calmed you down after the nights antics. 

“i’ll remember tomorrow, jamie.”

CHAPTER 2

[lincolndjarin]

fine art

javi gutierrez x moviestar!reader - installment #1 of sparrow's spectacles

main masterlist - other spectacles - kofi

summary : you were an up and coming actress, javi is your biggest fan, he'd do anything to have meet you.

word count : 3.9k

warnings, tags : dead dove do not eat, !! dark fic !! mdni 18+, noncon, stalker!javi, kidnapping, capture, stockholm syndrome, m&f masturbation, sex toys, briefly mentioned periods, exhibitionism, voyurism, so much internal thought processing regarding readers situation, briefly referenced suicide, reader is undescribed other than briefly being mentioned as young in her acting career, in my head she's late twenties, probs other tags i missed sorry. tldr: you have spent so much time with javi against your will that you unwillingly start fantasizing about him and give in to destructive urges in an attempt to escape him, everything is bad here.

a/n : is this stupid and probably bad? who knows, i have a terrible sense of self judgement lately so i'm just gonna post this and hope it's good. also can you tell that i blatantly stole the set from You LMAO. anyhow this is the first installment of my little 'horror' series. but it's less horror and more just odd little stories i wanted to write tbh

Desk, bed, lamp, television, door, chair.

Desk, bed, lamp, television, door, chair.

Desk, bed, lamp, television, door, chair.

On days where you’re feeling particularly bored you list the things you can see. Unfortunately for you, your surroundings rarely change. Of course you could change that, if you asked him for something he’d give it to you, anything you wanted. Unless of course it was something he thought you could hurt yourself with or contact the outside world with. 

You didn’t often ask. 

Whenever you can have a conversation with him he always says the same thing. 

“If you stopped being so stubborn you might actually be happy.” 

“I would do anything for you.” “Then let me out.” “Anything but that.” 

“It’s not as terrible as you make it out to be. It isn’t an actual cage, it isn’t so bad.” 

So you don’t talk to him unless you have to. 

But some days you’re just so painfully, agonizingly, bored and you can’t help yourself. So you scream at him, or you pound on the unyielding plexiglass, or you hold your hand up against it, hoping he’ll touch the other side and you can briefly imagine yourself having physical contact with another human being. 

Sometimes you’ll even play his games. 

You’ll read the scripts he slides through the small square opening in the cage that can’t be more than a foot wide, and act out scenes with him simply because it gives you something to do and for fucks sake you’re desperate for something to do. It’s so easy to get caught up in him, if it wasn’t so easy you’d probably let yourself do it more often, thankfully, it’s so fucking scary. If you spend too much time in the box you’re worried that eventually you’ll forget that you aren’t a doll and you'll grow to like your box. So you do your damndest to maintain a wall between the two of you, but when that wall is glass it is destined to break eventually. So you scream and you fight until you get tired, and then you let the walls down as you rest, before returning to your struggle. And everytime you let the walls down they take longer to put back up. 

At the end of the day it never matters how you treat him, he loves you all the same. 

Even on days where you scream your throat raw and throw your furniture against the walls, if you ask him to get you takeout from your favorite restaurant, or watch a movie with you, he always will. You asked him about it once. Why didn't he just make you do what he wanted? Why didn’t he just make you obey? He had looked genuinely offended, as if he couldn’t believe you thought him capable of such a thing. 

And he told you that he loved you.

More than anything. 

That you were his most prized possession. 

That he would never do anything to hurt you, it would be like if he were angry and he threw a priceless vase, the only person it would hurt is himself. 

You had nodded as if he was making any sense and you’d turned back to the movie he’d picked out. 

You were a vase. 

You were a collectible. 

A priceless, collectable. He kept you in perfect condition and never took you out of the box. Not even to play with you himself. A small, rather demented part of you, is starting to wish that he would. Of course you don’t want him to force himself upon you, you aren’t that far gone. (Yet.) But it’s been so long since you’ve touched another person. You would give your left arm just to be held. If your calendar serves you well, it’s been just over two years since you last saw someone who wasn’t Javi. 

And Javi wouldn’t touch you. 

Not ever. You were too perfect to be defiled in such a way. He would sometimes hold his hand against the glass when you held up your own, he even kissed you through it once. (Although it had been rather awkward and neither one of you ever talked about it again.) But he never touched you. 

Sometimes you can’t help but wonder what would have happened if you’d met Javi in a social setting. He is rather handsome, and though you hate to admit it, when he isn’t leering he’s almost charming. 

Almost.

Everyday you slip further into the fantasy where Javi does something to break up the monotony. Is that his goal? To make you so desperate for human connection that you eventually snap and beg him to touch you? You shudder as you wonder how long that would take. After the first year you stopped wondering what would happen when he got bored of you. You know deep down that that will never happen. If anything his devotion  for you only continues to grow with each passing day. If it’s possible he probably loves you more now then he did at the start of your stay here. Despite everything he takes care of you, in his own strange sort of way. 

Like how he tracks your cycle, always making sure you have anything you need on those days. Sometimes he even knows it’s starting before you do, he’ll bring you baskets with blankets and candy and any other little trinket or gift he saw that made him think of you. 

Jewelry, little plush toys, and books. Anything to try and make you feel anything other than the misery that constantly loomed over you as you waited for his next visit. He never goes more than a few days without seeing you and he always apologizes when he does. He returns with your favorite shampoo or lotion to make it up to you, but it never really changes how you feel about him. It’s nice to fantasize a world in which you enjoy your only source of company but you’re careful to never let that fantasy bleed into reality. 

If he were actually your partner you’d have locked him down ages ago. A part of you knows that he doesn’t want that kind of relationship with you though. He doesn’t want a girlfriend, you’re much more than that. You’re more like a goddess in a cage to him than an actual human being. A beloved pet bird. It’s clear he feels something more than simple love for you. It’s a devotion, a conscious effort to worship you. 

You are to be kept in pristine condition. 

Of course that doesn’t mean he can’t look. 

Two and a half years. 

That’s how long it took for the looking to escalate into something more. You were watching a movie. 

50 First Dates

You had picked it out, Javi liked action movies but would never complain when you wanted to watch a rom-com. You were on your bed, curled up under the blankets in a hoodie and sweatpants. You haven’t worn makeup since he took you, you rarely brushed your hair, you never put much thought into your appearance, and Javi wouldn’t give you a mirror. 

You had one, a long time ago. Within the first week you’d smashed it, threatening to slit your own throat if he didn’t let you out. All that resulted in was you no longer being allowed to have breakables. Plastic cutlery and paper plates were wordlessly passed to you from that point forward.

You had been watching in silence, he sat on the couch outside the cage like he always did and it wasn’t until you heard a shuddering groan that you turned around to see him kneeling beside the cage, one hand pressed up against the glass, steadying himself, the other wrapped around his cock.  

You were frozen in place. 

What are you supposed to do in that situation? 

You watched, slack jawed as he took his time. His gaze made you feel naked, like he could see through the layers of blankets and baggy clothing. 

He had looked you in the eye when he finished. Briefly staring wide eyed before his eyes squeezed shut and with a long, drawn out moan and a strained cry of your name. His cum painted the glass and before you could form any sort of response he was already stuffing himself back into his pants and standing. You want to say something, anything. Something to hold him accountable for what he just did, but you can’t think of anything, and he’s already leaving. 

Before you can even blink he’s gone, without so much as a glance in your direction. And you’re left alone, in the lamp light, unable to escape the sight of his filth on the glass. Covering your head with a blanket as you waited for it to be late enough for the power to cut out and leave you in a safe, and comfortable darkness. 

A part of you hoped that the white speckles would be gone when you woke up but you weren’t that lucky. 

You faced away from that wall, with your head buried in a book until you looked at the clock and knew it was almost time to face him again. When he returned he had an aura of shame around himself, his arms were full of grocery bags and his eyes were red rimmed and teary. 

“I’m so sorry- I just- I love you so much, I don’t know what came over me.” If this was a normal relationship and the two of you had maybe gotten into an argument or something you would have forgiven him. After all he looked genuinely remorseful as he stared at you, going through the bags before setting down several takeout containers with labels you recognized. He had gone out and gotten all your favorites. Your favorite fast food place, as well as a high end chinese restaurant you loved for special occasions, and a clear plastic case with a slice of your favorite flavored cake from a small bakery near your apartment that you frequented. (You’d never asked him to get you anything from there before, you’d never even mentioned the place to him.) 

Through his mumbled apologies he set down your favorite bubble tea flavor and a water bottle. 

He had passed everything to you through the opening in the cage with trembling hands as he sniffled. Once you had everything he sprayed the drying remnants of his release with Windex, pulling several paper towels off the roll and wiping it until it was as if it never happened. By the time he was finished his cheeks were red and big tears rolled down his face. 

“Hey, it’s okay.” Before you can stop yourself you’re comforting him, as if he’s the victim in this situation. 

“It’s not okay, I don’t want you to think that that’s why you’re here.” He mumbles sadly, letting his forehead hit the glass. Through your disgust for your own words you sense something else.

Opportunity. 

The only chance you’re going to get for escape involves him unlocking the door. Something he hasn’t done since he put you in here in the first place. You’ve tried in the past. Not often, there weren’t very many chances, you had everything you needed here, running water and a bathroom, any other sustenance was provided by him through the little opening. There was so rarely an opportunity, and when there were he always anticipated your plans before you got to put them into motion. But you’ve never tried deception. You think you would have, considering you’re an actress but it had never crossed your mind until just now. You can’t half ass this though. If you decide to do this you will get one chance to do it right. 

Go big or go home. 

“No really, it’s okay. It’s sort of… flattering.” His face drops the second you say it and regret starts creeping in. You’re going to die here. He’s going to keep you here until the day you die and no one will ever know what happened to you. A young starlight, taken out in her prime. 

“It’s not, it’s disgusting.” He tosses the paper towels away, sniffling to himself as he stands with his hands clasped in front of him, swaying anxiously back and forth. You take a seat on your bed across from him, fighting the urge to put your hand on the glass. You don’t want to lay it on too thick, he’ll see right through that. 

“It’s fine, it’s- it’s natural.” You’re struggling to find the right words that make it feel real. At one point you were a rather talented actress but you’re out of practice. “Seriously. Especially from you. It’s really sweet.” Fuck, are you doing too much?

He doesn’t respond. Instead, he chews his lip as he stares at you, you can tell he’s skeptical. He should be. You so rarely speak to him and when you do it’s never to be kind. 

“Actions speak louder than words.” 

Someone said that in a movie Javi picked, you had sat and let him read the scene to you afterwards. 

He wants an actress, you can give him that. You can perform, as long as that’s all it is. If it’s a performance you can keep your wall up. You stumble off the bed, your legs feeling like jelly as you pull open the drawer on your nightstand. 

This plan feels stupider by the minute but you need to commit.

He didn’t gift you sex toys the way he did with other little things to make you happier. But they were always just sort of there. In their original packaging, shoved in your nightstand drawer with a few batteries he’d left as well, they’d been here when you woke up in the cage. You doubt you’ll be able to relax enough to do this without a little help, and you have to be convincing. If you aren’t believable he’s unlikely to trust you in the future. If you fuck this up now you’ll never get another chance. 

It’s a pale pink rabbit. You’d probably never buy something like it for yourself, it looks… expensive. The silicone is smooth against your fingers as you rip open the packaging, twisting the base open to pop in two batteries. Rushing in an attempt to not lose your nerve. When you gather your courage you risk a glance up at him, just fast enough to watch his tongue dart out and wet his lips.

So he does want this. 

Good. 

Pressing the button on the toy makes it buzz to life.  

Okay. 

This isn’t so bad. It’s just masturbating, if you do this for him you can take advantage of the obvious attraction he has for you. Even if it doesn’t work immediately, eventually this ends with him letting you out, or at the very least letting himself in, which is all you need. 

So you get back into bed, and you lean on a stack of pillows before really focusing on him. 

And you ask him the question he didn’t bother to ask you.

“Is this okay?” You hope the trembling in your voice comes off as endearing. 

His throat bobs as he nods. Maybe he doesn’t mind that you’ve been laying it on a little thick. Maybe you’ve denied him your affections for so long that he doesn’t want to risk rejecting any advance from you. No matter how out of the blue it seems/.

You push your sweats down to your ankles before kicking them off the bed. No time for embarrassment or regret now, if he senses hesitation none of this will be worth it. He’s moved to be sitting on the couch directly outside the cage now. His knees pressed together as he sits with his hands in his lap, looking almost comically polite. 

No sense putting off the inevitable. 

It’s been a while, there’s a camera in the corner of the cage so you don’t masturbate often, and when you do it’s late at night, once the lights are off and you can hide under your blanket. You can’t do that now though, that would defeat the purpose. 

You leave the toy off as you shove it down the front of your panties. Pressing the soft head of it against your slit, finding it surprisingly easy to tease your entrance with it. 

Are you wet? 

It’s been a while, that’s why. 

Javi certainly hasn’t wasted any time. If he were sitting any closer he’d be fogging up the glass, his hand is shoved down his pants, his face already flushed red. His usual rigid posture is lost as he leans back into the couch cushions, refusing to tear his eyes off of you. Pulling your bottom lip between your teeth you push the toy into you, holding back a gasp as you swallow. At least it feels sort of good. Good enough to make you wish you’d swallowed your pride and used this before today. 

Your body moves instinctually as your free hand reaches forward to push your panties down and turn the vibe on in one motion, the silicone attachment pressing against your clit as you press the toy deeper into your pussy. It’s a little too easy to relax suddenly. Javi now slowly strokes himself, his cock in his hand, looking painfully hard as he squeezes the base of his shaft, almost as if he’s scared of blowing his load too soon. 

Good. 

The less time it takes the better. 

At least that’s what you tell yourself as you angle the toy, letting the tip of it brush against your g-spot and drawing an authentic moan from you. Fighting the urge to cover your mouth in surprise, you repeat the motion. The combination of sensations making your toes curl and your back arch into the mattress. 

“Fuck-” Your voice catches in your throat, your fingers twitch against the button to turn the vibrations up a level. 

Once you find your rhythm it’s easy to forget about the nerves and what’s at stake. It’s easy to get lost in the sensation and the sight of Javi shuddering as he gasps. It’s easy to focus on the attractive parts of him for a brief moment, to make things easier. And it’s easy to wonder if his cock would feel better than the toy that hums and makes your body tense up deliciously. 

It’s actually terrifying how easy it is. 

It’s enough to make you horrified for just a split second. He wasn’t lying when he said you could be happy if you stopped fighting. Twisted into the pleasure you’re feeling is something else. Relief. Relief for the peace you find when you stop fighting him. You could feel this good all the time if you wanted, you and Javi could have your favorite food for dinner, you could watch your favorite movies, and act out your favorite scenes. 

You could feel good. 

You could have nights like these where you watch him jerk off his pretty, thick cock and know that someone loves you enough to take care of you like this. You could let him buy you pretty things and toys that make you feel so so so good. 

And that thought terrifies you. 

If you stayed in this cage you would eventually become entirely complacent. 

It might not be tomorrow, or next week, or next year, but eventually.

You will be happy to flutter about your cage once you’ve forgotten how to fly. 

His pretty little bird. 

It’s your orgasm that snaps you out of that living nightmare. You hadn’t even realized you’d still been fucking the toy, pleasuring yourself to that little daydream. This wasn’t a good idea and you shouldn’t have done it but it’s too late for that now especially when you’re groaning out his name as you remove the still buzzing toy, now slick with your wetness. Javi’s eyes are wide as he clearly can’t hold back any longer as he dirties his shirt and pants with his own release. 

As you quickly reach for the toy, turning it off, you pull your panties up in a hurry. Maybe you should push your luck and ask him to come into the cage now. A sense of dread is settling in your stomach as you realize that you can’t be here much longer, who knows how quickly you’ll crumble if you keep letting yourself do this. It’s best to make this a swift process where you don’t have any more time to sink into the hell that is acceptance of these four glass walls. 

You’re about to do it. About to tell him that he should join you, that it would feel better for the both of you if he was in the cage as well but you don’t get a chance to as he zips his pants back up.

“Go to bed, when you’re asleep I’m gonna leave you a gift.” He stands abruptly, giving you a reassuring smile before pressing his hand up to the glass. You don’t hesitate to crawl up the length of the bed and press your own to his, it’s brief but you can feel the connection here. 

This is just the beginning. 

After today you’ll put more effort in. You’ll make it happen and you’ll make it happen fast. You can put the time and effort in, it’s not like you have anything better to do. You’ll convince him that it’s real before you lose yourself entirely and when the day finally comes where he opens the door you won’t waste the opportunity. 

You’ll leave your room. 

You can figure out the logistics of it later but for now you take the sleeping pill he slides through the opening every night he visits. You don’t usually take it but you need sleep and this will be easier if he thinks you’re compliant. With a sip of your drink the little pill goes down and your eyes close. 

And you dream that you’re a bird, flying through a blue sky.  

You sleep better than you ever have before in the cage. 

Until you wake, the lamp being on is the only indicator you have that it’s daytime. Your hair stands on end as you sit up. He was here. Things have been moved, little things, noticeable things. Your empty drink is tossed in the bin and it smells of cleaning supplies. He doesn’t ever come inside the cage, that goes against everything he tells you. Your head is spinning as you try to figure out what’s different. How long were you out? The pills have never made you feel this fuzzy before on the rare occasions that you’ve taken them, you do your best to focus but it’s difficult when everything’s so muddled. So you do the one thing you know will clear your head and you list the things you see. 

Desk, bed, lamp, television, chair.

Something’s wrong, different. 

He said he was going to give you a gift. What the fuck did he do? Did he leave it in here? Was it too big to fit through the opening? Is that why he came into the cage? 

You don’t catch it immediately, but there is a note taped to the inside of the glass. 

I knew you’d learn to be happy : ) 

See you tonight.

Love, Javi 

You look back around the room, eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

Desk, bed, lamp, television, chair.

Desk, bed, lamp, television, chair.

Desk, bed, lamp, television, chair.

Oh. 

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[ws1dee]

𝒽𝖺𝗍𝖾 𝗌𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾﹒𝒻. 𝖼𝖺𝗍𝗍𝗈𝗇

𝓌𝖺𝗋𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀𝗌: felix is a cheater cheater pumpkin eater lol

𝓈𝗎𝗆𝗆𝖺𝗋𝗒: you given felix all of your trust but he lets you down everytime and you finally get tired of trying to change him

𝖺/𝗇: i’ve been wanting to write something for felix ever since saltburn came out but i never got to it. tbh i actually hate this sm and it’s a bit short but it’s fine.. hopefully you guys like it!

from the beginning, you saw felix as your soulmate. however, you also saw the way he acted, having multiple girls on him at once, partying, and ghosting girls after he’s done with them. you believed that your love could change him, that it could fill the voids in his heart. felix, however, had a penchant for living in the moment, chasing thrills and indulging in temptations that often led to many missed calls and unsaved numbers. your friends warned you about felix. they warned you about the other women, the late-night disappearances, and the empty promises. but you, blinded by love, clung to the hope that he would change. you believed that if you loved him hard enough, gave him everything you had, he would see your worth and reciprocate your devotion.

days turned into weeks, and weeks into months. you spent countless hours planning romantic dinners, writing heartfelt letters, surprising felix with thoughtful gifts. you forgave his transgressions time and time again, convinced that each act of forgiveness would bring you two closer together. yet, every time you thought felix turned a new leaf, he would betray your trust once more. one evening, as the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the room with hues of orange, you were waiting outside for felix. you had asked him to meet up so you two could talk, hoping to reignite the spark between the both of you. felix arrived almost an hour late, smelling of alcohol and another girl’s perfume. your heart sank, but pushed your disappointment aside, desperate to salvage the evening.

“felix, i brought you a drink.. but it seems like you don’t need one.” you said, your voice falling to a whisper towards the end.

felix glanced at the beer you held in your hand, barely acknowledging it. “yeah, thanks.” he muttered, sliding down the wall to sit on the ground.

as you two sat in silence, your mind raced with memories of happier times and dreams of a future that seemed increasingly out of reach. you fought back tears, trying to keep your composure. you two walked back to felix’s dorm and he makes his way to his bed, absorbed in his phone, ignoring your attempts to engage in conversation. late that night, as you laid in your bed alone, you realized that your love for felix became a burden. you had lost yourself in the quest to win his love, sacrificing her own happiness for felix, someone who could never truly appreciate you. so you made a decision, when you saw him the next day, you decided that it was over.

“it’s over, felix. i deserve better than this.” you said simply, trying not to show any emotion.

felix just looked you up and down and scoffed. so now, you were moving on while felix continued his reckless ways, never realizing what he lost. it was only years later, when you both were a bit older, when he found himself alone looking back on his life. he understood the depths of your love and the magnitude of his mistakes. by then, it was too late.

[artsyxbutterfly]

This image gets me cackling everytime I see it LMAOO

But I've sorta been wanting to talk about it.

This is just my opinion y'al, it's fine to disagree (just don't harass me pls 😭)

To me, Cole always has been sorta queer-coded. Like in the very beginning when he wanted his father to accept him for being a ninja and not a dancer was giving such coming out vibes.

And that Cole notoriously is the one ninja never really having a love interest. Sure there was that weird love triangle with Nya in season 3 but I don't think he really likes her tbh. Also; Vania. They were confirmed to only be friends by one of the writers, Doc Wyatt.

But that doesn't necessarily mean ppl cannot ship them. I personally don't bc I'm tired of every time in the show when a girl and a guy first meet they end up getting together (or at least having feelings for one another) and Cole and Vania seemed to have more of a brother- sister dynamic to me if anything :P

Geo and Cole look cute together imo!💜🖤🧡

These ppl on tik tok are probably the same ppl that stopped watching Ninjago bc of the design changes 💀 these ppl are afraid it'll take away from Cole's masculinity or whatever but I don't think it would do anything to his character except give him a boyfriend. He isn't gonna turn into a gay stereotype 😐

Also I find it funny that being alive but gay is just as equally as bad as being dead or being disappeared according to these ppl lmaoooo 😭

Also, this is mainly based on speculation. Nothing official has 100% confirmed Cole is actually gay. Whether he is or not, I'll still love his character!

Sorry for the mini yap sesh, lol. This isn't a post saying you should ship Cole with Geo, this is just my pov and me cackling at these delulu ppl on tik tok 😜

[grrrrrarro]

Ok so, like, Stu or Billy (or both separately) with virgin reader who’s like TERRIFIED of sex? Like just being sweet and talking them through it

YALL HAVE CRAZY TIMING, I LITTERALY HAD 2MONTH BREAK FROM POSTING AND I STARTED WRITING AND I GOT REQUEST (first in weeks) AT THE SAME TIME!? I love you all

Also anon, you are litteraly describing me, pls why yall are so relatable

I use she/her pronouns but if you want them changed just dm me or comment also I wasnt sure i you meant billy lenz or billy loomis so I did both!! I made tittle short, but its basically 'slashers with virgin s/o who's scared of sex'

Slashers with virgin! S/o

Billy Loomis

So basically, dude is very understanding! Will take it slow if you need to! And won't ask for sex unless s/o clearly says that she's ready

Like in og movie, Sidney wasnt very keen on idea of sex either! So yeah my dude is respectful, even in canon!

My guy won't even joke about it, your not ready? Understood

Can just lay down, watch moves and kiss! Also loves holding hands😊

If anyone ever said mean stuff about you bcs you never did any sexuall stuff my dude is putting that ghostface mask and calling his bbg Stu asap

When yall are finally doing the sex, he will be very gentle and tell s/o exactly what he will do and ask if shes okay

He is not some animal who desperately NEEDS it. Yknow he can wait!

Stu Matcher

Jesus chirst he is an animal

I mean he won't force anything obviously, but o my god, he will be teasing so hard!

He is typical horny teen, my guy will evaporate

Will constantly ask her if she's ready or nah

Tbh he doesnt want to force/pressure anything on her, cuddles will be enough for him😊 cuddles and snuggles

But omg if s/o decides that she's ready, my guy will litteral jump out of window (in positive attitude) he wkll be so exited

First time with him might be goofy, but he will be gentle, will try to break your ball of nervousness by silly jokes or tickles

Overall 3/10 i recoment biting his hand off

Bonus: Stu and Billy together

Then s/o isn't around they argue who will be the first

Stu isnt so needy with cuddles and Billy with kisses, since they have eachother too 🥰

Stu bough yall those necklace that look like heart when combined together 😊

Billy totally punches stu everytime he makes some weird ass comments

Billy Lenz

????

What so you mean???

:(( b-but sex...

Buy a spray bottle and fill it with water with soap. Use it everytime he is in 2meter radius

Will bite her as signs of affecion, and curl into ball and lay in their lap

Everytime he questions you, change the topic of conversation or just use spray bottle from before (he will hiss)

Vents to Claude about the spray bottle

First time with him? Oh god why. My guy will try to be gentle and tbh s/o should be on top if she wants to have cute nice first time

[lunas-side-anime-blog]

AOT Icks (Eren, Armin and Mikasa)

one thing about me: i am a hater

Eren

def has mommy issues and no woman could ever compare to her like good luck to any of his girlfriends lmao

^^ that being said, as a roommate he’s a nightmare like you can tell his mom cleaned up after him all the time because it doesn’t even occur to him to do so now

toxic gym bro who says shit like “we all have the same 24 hours”

def has the the 3 in 1 bottle in his shower, I just know it

prob calls women “females” 

the cringiest instagram captions like I know he will post sum: “I think my closet bi-polar, it keeps throwing fits💯”  like dude, get a grip

attempts thirst traps, he has a ripped body so it kinda works but the content is so transparent you can’t help but roll your eyes

go out to a bar with him or something and he’s the type to try to make everything a fight

like if someone bumps into you, he's quickly in their face like "what's good bro😡” and you know its not actually about you so much as eren tryna beat someone up

i think he’ll use spit as lube thinking he’s so bad boy and lewd when it’s actually just so bad for your PH like ewwww (if u have a vag ofc)

i feel like his hair would get so greasy, mikasa and armin have had to force him down with shampoo in hand before 

so gross but you came here for icks and I don’t believe Eren believes in holding back his farts for anyone

it can be the most intense and serious event like a funeral and he’ll rip a loud one and be like “what? it’s not good to hold it in??”

Armin

nail biter who will chew on them till the bone and you hear that loud ass “crONCh"

says he hates drama but that’s just something he says to not seem petty bc at the first sight of a fight best believe he’s sitting there, watching it all go down, wine glass in hand like "🍷🤨👂" 

lil shit will even add lil comments to keep the beef alive, like i can see him loudly asking “okay but jean didn't you say her outfit made her look fat though?”

if you're in a debate with him, he’s the type to say something like “you're so uneducated about the subject, I’m actually pretty well versed in it” and your like "okay so what's all ur research then?" and he'll just quickly change the subject bc he didn’t actually have sources to cite lmao

is one of those bfs who would make fun of you for liking trashy tv but guess who eats that shit up everytime? armin.

he does that dad thing where he walks around in the living room and acts uninterested with what’s happening on the screen but he’s actually so invested and would be fuming if you dared watched an episode without him 

i think he’d also be the type to try to be friends with his ex even if they obviously still have feelings for him, but if you dared even talk to yours he’d get all huffy and puffy like “go be with him then🙄” 

got obsessed with skincare after watching your routine but u kinda created a monster bc now he’s critiquing your products and techniques? “Babe you should really consider a gel moisturizer, it’s better for your pores'' and you're like, “boy you used neutrogena when I met you???” 

is that bf who will shower at your place and use up all your expensive washes and scrubs 

not the best gift giver tbh, I think he’s a firm believer that all gifts should be practical so even if it’s a romantic anniversary date and he slides over a lil present, it’s probably just gonna be socks or something, srry

Mikasa

applies her chapstick like a man (iykyk)

“he know where home is” bitch, I hate to say it

i think she’s a girl’s girl until her man cheats on her, then she’d be the type to fight the girl and not really address her man…which is just… 😣

as a friend I think she’s sadly the type to unintentionally embarrass you bc she doesn’t get some social cues.

like you can miss a hang and ppl ask where you are and she’d just say matter of factly “oh they’re fine, they just have diarrhea rn!” and she won’t understand why you’d be mad?

outfit repeater to the max, she has like three tops that she likes and all pics of her are with her wearing one of those three tops

a lil delulu and prob genuinely believes all the tiktok pick a card vids on her feed

likes her coffee black and somehow thinks she’s better than everyone for that???

as a gf she checks your snap score and location regularly and has no shame in it 🙂

fights in her sleep like you will just be sleeping next to her all soundly and next thing you know you get punched in the face? she refuses to apologize in the morning bc she “has a right to defend myself in a nightmare” or whatever

when shes mad at someone she’ll post like ultra specific lyrics or captions and it’s so obviously targeted at one person everyone else is like "girl go to bed, don’t even post the quote…"

[eightstarr]

omg hello my favorite writer!

now that we know how doctor abby x reader, we gotta know the lore with loser!ellie <333

hello my favorite girl! here is the origin story <3

ellie's in the middle of facetiming jesse (they call each other during their lunch breaks every single day, they're like each other's human version of a youtube video to eat with) when she sees you walk behind him, notice his phone and lean down to flash her a quick smile with the cutest wave she's ever seen and then promptly disappear. ellie flinches and straightens her back. her hand shoots up, holding the phone at what she thinks is a more flattering angle than the way she'd been holding it basically on her lap before. but you're gone before she could even wave back.

jesse raises his eyebrows at her pale face. "did you just realize you have to shit or something?" 

"shut the fuck up," ellie hisses, her voice in a rushed whisper even though jesse is wearing headphones and you're clearly not around anymore. "who was that?" 

"what? oh," jesse introduces you by name, says something about knowing you from high school. "she started working here like a month ago, so that's been fun."

ellie can't believe that he's known you for that long and hasn't mentioned you once before. "what the fuck is wrong with you?" she asks him. and she'll keep asking him periodically for the next several months— which she spends stalking your instagram, squinting her eyes at the background behind jesse everytime he calls (in case you're there) and casually visiting him at work when she's feeling bold.

she has her first real conversation with you one summer when you're both at a party on some guy's backyard. you compliment her jorts and tell her she's funny and ellie thanks god that she's just drunk enough to be cognitive and herself but also not overwhelmingly aware of every single thing that's happening. she leaves with your number on her phone (oh my god) and your gloss sticky on her cheek (oh my god????)

i'm sorry to say that you don't actually kiss until at least a whole year later though!! ellie's convinced that you just wanna be friends and she loves being your friend so so much, she wouldn't change it for the world! but also she does think about kissing you every night but she won't even hint at it until she thinks that you might be interested.

and she's really so fucking good at hiding it! ellie can be sneaky and i think we should talk about it more. like you don't even know if she fucks tbh but she has to be fucking, right??? she's so hot?? there has to be someone and she's just not telling you about it. it's not until you know her really well that you realize she's more open with you than she is with most people in her life and if there was someone she would tell you and now that you think about it why does she always always always make time for you, that's crazy!! what does that mean!!! you don't know because she's insane and doesn't register the way you look at her with hearts in your eyes as anything but friendly, so she's determined to respect your wishes and keep being your friend. you definitely end up kissing her first. it's worth it though <3

[liannelara-dracula]

Helloo can you please do carla tsukinami and shin nsfw alphabetttt

Shin Tsukinami NSFW Alphabet Hcs

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Prompt

Requests are open

Rules

Warning: nsfw

Links: Azusa, Yuma, Kanato

*Carla's is not out yet but will be.

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A

Aftercare—What does he do?

Lays in bed with you and gets your hair out of your face. Or tucks your hair behind your ear.

With pillow talk he plays with your hair and caresses your face.

“There’s something lovely about you I don’t know how to describe it. I could get lost in you everytime I look at you.”

Trails kisses up and down your body and occasionally nibbles at your skin.

He’ll kiss the most sensitive areas of you just to get a reaction.

Would read to you or tell you a story as you rest your head on his shoulder.

He’d also just love to talk to you about anything while you two lay like that.

He’d be playing with your hand, “one day I’ll be king and you’ll become my queen. I promise, love.” He’d smile, kissing your knuckles leaving you to smile.

Shin loves to be playful with you and will tease to no end even with his mouth. He’ll graze his fangs all over your body and leave sloppy kisses on you which bring you to giggle and fidget a bit, “Stop, I can’t—-stop that’s enough!” You’d shriek, your eyes shutting tight at the feeling.

“It’s no fun if you close your eyes love.” He’d smirk trailing down in between your legs, having eye contact with you.

Leaves kisses on your shoulder before setting up a bath for you.

“I believe it’s time for my queen’s bath.” He’d grin scooping you off the bed and into his arms causing you to giggle.

Would wash you if you were considerably tired, his hands being quiet gentle.

For a while he seemed to focused on washing you both but once he got to washing you it became sensual. 

He isn’t planning on it but he can’t help but have his hands roam around your chest and play with your breasts as he soapes them.

Plants lots of kisses down your neck and he’ll trace words into your back and you’ll try to guess what he’s trying to spell.

“I don’t know.” You’d smile as he continued to trace over your back.

“C’mon love, take a guess.” He’d encourage giving you a kiss on your back.

Anal—Is he into it?

No,just not into.

Given he’s old fashioned some things are a no for him.

It’s also just not his thing tbh.

He’s interested in vaginal related interactions.

B

Boobs or Butt—What does he prefer?

He likes whatever is more significant about you.

So if you had just boobs that’s where his appreciation goes. Vice versa.

But if you have both I’m going to say that  he’s generally going to pick boobs. 

But he loves it even if your boobs are small he doesn’t care if they are big exactly, like you don’t need to be a D or anything you could be a B cup. But he’d probably like to see some boob not like completed flat chested.

However, depending on the day and what you’re wearing his mind may change.

So if your ass looks perky in jeans he won’t hesitate to admire it nor smack it.

While he loves your boobs more since he finds them fun to grab, if you walk by him and he notices that you have nice ass he can’t stop there.

He’ll definitely make a comment on it. “I never noticed how much those dresses 

hide.” He’d smirk, looking over at your butt as you were busy looking for something in your room.

“Shin!”

He even says things like, “You should show your back more often,” or “It greatly offends me that you’ve kept this hidden from me.”

Would smack it as he walks by.

More often when your doing your makeup standing up and looking into the mirror he’d come up behind you and grab your ass.

Body part—Favorite body part?

Most definitely loves boobs

He is appreciative of which ever one you have more of but he does like boobs.

Before you’ve had sex with him he’s probably fallen asleep on your chest, and groped it because he’s made out with you. So he’s been hooked on your boobs for a long time.

He really likes it if you wear corsets so if the occasion calls for it he hopes your boobs are enough to bust out and show cleavage.

If they don’t because your boobs are just not big enough he’ll be a little upset since he was kinda looking forward to it. But don’t worry if he’s taller than you he’ll just look down.

He loves it when you run into him and your chest presses into his. He’ll put his arm around you just to keep you there.

There was one time where he sorta fell on you and his hand landed on your boob. This probably how he started to love them in the first place. “Huh, there’s more than I would’ve imagined.” He’d smirk his hand cupping your chest.

Even in his wolf form he’s messing around with you he’ll put his paws on your boobs if he’s sitting on your lap.

Even especially loves it when you bring him in for a hug and cuddle him in his wolf form because he gets the excuse of you bringing his face into your chest

To which he loves every time, little do you know.

Shin loves to chase you in the woods and he especially loves when you give up to catch your breath since your chest heaves which he actually likes.

Would be really aroused if the fabric of your bra was really thin and showed your nipples with your clothes on

“I take it that you're cold, love?”

You’d immediately cover your chest to walk away. “Quit staring.”

Loves it if you don’t have a bra on.

He can unclip a bra quickly, in fact he probably just rips it off.

And he takes off a corset even faster, he finds that easier to take off than a bra.

He likes the bras that unhook in the front because you don’t have the chance to cover yourself and he just has immediate access to your boobs.

Loves to bite and leave marks there.

I think one modern thing he enjoys are push up bras on girls. He finds it hot if you wear those.

Would also love any low cut top.

And loves it when you bend down and your shirt doesn’t cover your boobs at all.

One thing he also loves doing out of random is run his hand up your shirt too.

Boner—What got him to this?

So he’s not as easily to turn on but he’s not difficult he’s in the middle.

It’s really through your attitude, any sass or remark you have towards him or whatever that can get him.

More often it’s probably your clothes only highlighting certain parts of you.

This always drives him crazy.

An exposed back or neckline also sets him.

He’s really a sucker for your obliviousness with certain things.

Sometimes he’ll suggest something sexual and you won’t see it that way.

He especially is into a woman who is submissive, that really wins him over and turns him on in 5 secs cause he loves being in charge and taking care of her.

What also turns him on is if he’s able to make you speechless, stutter, or have you pause to restate something because he’s embarrassing you.

Also loves to humiliate you in private mostly. He’d bring up things you don’t want to talk about or even just do things like having you beg and admit how good he is.

He’d get a boner in two seconds if he got you to moan or confess something.

Anything that would also expose your cleavage would get him turned on too.

See through or wet clothes.

Seeing you out of breathe.

Oh and Just the fact if you are a higher rank in Royalty and he’s fucking you. That would turn him on so much.

Like if you are a queen and he’s a prince.

And you’re married to someone else, he loves that it’s wrong and that he’s made you do such a thing.

He’d really loves it if their status was like that, it gets him off that he can fuck better than a king. And that the queen seeks his attention.

C

Cum—Things relating cum

He’s old fashioned so he really believes in procreating being important so you best believe he’d give you lots.

Even if you told him you’re unable to get pregnant he still thinks that maybe with enough you might end up pregnant.

He gives a substantial amount in hopes of getting you pregnant at least if you’re on board with it.

That’s all he really sees it for.

In terms of who gives out first he makes sure it’s not him at least with someone he cares about.

He is usually right after you though, sometimes at the same time but usually his partner gives out before him.

As a founder he has more energy and stamina.

He sets a goal of trying to make you cum like 3 times at least.

And if it’s baby making time it’s like 5+.

Because he’s old fashioned he believes in certain myths and tells you to not get up after sex otherwise his sperm won’t be effective in giving you a baby.

You have to remind him that that’s all a myth.

Contraceptives—Any protection?

Probably none since he’d want an heir but if he cares about you obviously it is all your choice.

Then he will use protection if you truly ask about it and all.

But he’s not big on it.

He believes more in the pull out method tbh.

He thinks that works better and that condoms are not as precise as he is.

He’ll especially do this if you are not able/ likely to have kids in life.

D

Duration—How long is one session itself? Are there rounds?

One session itself is about 8-10 minutes.

He is sorta fast but he gives more than one round.

He’ll do about 3 rounds.

Maybe 5 if he’s trying to get you pregnant but the sessions would be shorter.

His breaks are not long he just make sure that your both equally ready.

Or sometimes he’ll just initiate it again even after you just finished and your laying down trying to relax he’ll try to kiss you again.

“Mmm, Shin, we just finished.” You’d mumble smiling as he continued to kiss you on the mouth.

He’d smirk into the kiss and pull away, “Another round can’t hurt, love.”

If he’s really pumped up to make kids or just to give love, you have a long night ahead of you.

Founders do have a higher stamina and tolerance than vampires so don’t be surprised if he doesn’t need a break after a climax.

You would have to be the one to tell him to stop, which turns him on. Like you don’t know how amused this ass is by you saying you need him to stop just so you can breathe.

Denial/dirty secret—Something they won’t admit or a sexual fantasy they won’t share?

He likes to watch you strip down naked while he’s in his wolf form. He’s done it a couple of times but in secret of course so you had no idea he was watching you undress yourself.

He likes secretly watching you in his wolf form.

Shin also loves the idea of watching you touch yourself, well if you do.

He’d like to watch it in secret again in his wolf form.

But when he’s not in his wolf form he’d  love to initiate it and make you follow his instructions/guide you.

Shin wouldn’t tell you this since he probably thinks you’d say no to him. Especially if you don’t touch yourself or never have.

He wouldn’t mind even teaching you. Actually he’d be really fond of the idea since he gets to help you explore. Like he thinks about this a lot.

He is curious of what it would be like if you rode him but he has too much pride for that, let alone asking it. He really loves it that you’re submissive anyways.

He definitely dreams about you topping him though, so much that he’s probably had a wet dream but he wouldn’t tell you.

He’d also had this sexual fantasy about you being super vocal about how you feel embarrassed or something.

Degradation/Dirty talk—Into either one or both? How is this done?

He’s old fashioned, so if he cares about her there is no degrading, however if he doesn’t care he’ll say she’s a slut.

But dirty talk, yes.

He loves to mention how aroused you are and that he’s the only one that can make you feel like this.

“Look how aroused you’ve become from just my touch, love.”

He’d love to tease you about how sensitive you are.

“Hold still, love, we’re just getting started.”

Or even things like, “all drenched by the founder prince are we?”

He can be really explicit and say, “surely that’ll be enough to have twins.”

E

Experience—Have they done it before?

Yes he has, his first was a while ago when he was much younger.

He remembers but he doesn’t like to share it. He just says it was so long again he doesn’t remember but he does.

Shin doesn’t want to talk about how he made mistakes during his first time.

Or how he was first exploring.

Would enjoy if the woman he’s with is virgin but is fine if she’s not.

She just needs to be submissive in bed.

F

Fingering—Will they do it? How often? How many fingers?

Yes he does it for sure at least if you let him.

Cause again this is his fantasy in a way except this time he has full control it’s not like watching you do it on your own so it’s a little different.

But if you allow this and he’s gotten comfortable with the idea he will.

Not super often but frequent he tries to use it spontaneously to keep you surprised.

He loves to hear you gasp whenever he does this.

The first time you two had sex he didn’t use it.

But he uses this when he’s really horny or when you two have been mad and haven’t had sex in a while.

when you make up he does this.

He’s rough so you sometimes have to stop him.

He does two fingers all the time.

Fangs—Does he bite you? How often does he use it? Where else does he use his teeth?

Wouldn’t draw blood, like almost never tbh.

He does like to leave marks and playfully bite though.

Especially on your chest and neck area

And your back like near your shoulders and anywhere that could be hard to cover up.

This is common, you expect this behavior from him a lot.

He likes to use his teeth to rip your clothes or pull them down too.

G

Generosity—Are they a giver or a receiver? Or both? Why?

Giver because she is sub

He likes being in charge so he doesn’t expect her to give him anything.

Shin likes to give because with him being in control he can humiliate if he chooses to.

H

Hair—How well groomed? Is he okay with body hair?

Considering that he is old fashioned he’s okay if you don’t shave as much.

But would probably like it if your legs were shaved and stuff.

As for down there he’s not expecting anything tho but a trim is not bad.

He doesn’t do much for himself either, minimal tbh.

Hickies—Where does he leave marks? Is he okay with being marked?

Leaves them all over your chest and just any place thats diffcult to hide and cover up.

He wants people to see that you “belong” to someone and who you “belong” to.

Wouldn’t like you marking him. Its just not something he likes.

I

Intimate—Is it rough or dirty?

Both, like when is he every sweet?

Shin isn’t exactly gentle.

Everything is everywhere, its a messy room.

The clothes are all over the floor.

Ignorant—Are they able to tell if their partner is giving signals?

Will ignore them on purpose

Or try to expose you on purpose so if you try to hide what you want, he tries to get you to tell him.

But he always knows what you want and when you’re giving signals.

“Go on, Love, just tell me what you want.”

J

Jerk off—Are they the type?

Sorta.

So he does do it but only if like he’s super desperate and you won’t give him any.

Or like if you’ve been mad at him for like a long time he’ll revert to do this.

But like he almost never does this tbh.

K

Kinks—What are some main kinks they have?

Mirror sex 

Mirrored fingering

Hair pulling

Pulling your panties down w his fangs

Ripping your clothes

Fucking in the forest/lake

Angry sex

L

Lighting—Lights or no lights?

Dark, Moonlight, lights.

All of the above.

I mean his wolf powers make him nocturnal so the dark isn’t going to bother him.

It might make it more exciting because you wouldn’t be able to see as good as he does.

Location—Have a post right here

M

Motivation—Turn ons

You’re mad at him.

Your chest is showing.

Wearing a corset.

Have your hair up.

Being embarrassed about something

Or being too stubborn to admit something

See-through clothes

It could be anything you do or say he doesn’t have too many specific things but like it’s mostly on your actions and responses to things.

N

Nudes—Are they the type to send them/ask for them?

No to both.

When he first heard of these things he was confused.

Now he understands and finds it silly.

“Just have the real thing instead of torturing yourself.”

Although he wouldn’t have any nor ask he would have a painting/drawing of you naked if he could.

That he finds hot.

No—Turn offs

Practically nothing, if he’s into you he’s into you.

O

Orgasms—How often do they do it? Is it before or after their partner?

Often, more than his partner probably.

But he’d always climax after his partner at least that’s what he wants to be the case but he’d be like right after. 

Orgasum Denial/Overstimulation—Into it? If so how often? Is it done to them or done to their s/o?

Yes but hardly does it since he doesn’t believe your able to hold it back anyway.

“I pull away, and you still lose control.”

One time you both made a bet that you could hold longer than the time he said you could hold out for and he was amused that you lost.

What’s worse is not second ago before you came on his hand you said you weren’t going to lose. He’d be so amused that you couldn’t help it.

“You’re losing, love.” He’d tease, as you tried to push his hand away to give you a break.

But he’d be quick to put it back and not give you a break and overstimulate you. He’d so cheat by pressing a sensitive spot of your body which triggered your orgasum faster, leading you to lose.

He was laughing afterwards while you were just upset and humiliated.

“C’mon love, it’s only between us.”

“That’s not the point.”

“We’ll, I suppose you’re a bit weak.”

“You cheated!”

“I can’t help it if I know a good spot to pleasure you.”

Oral—Giving or Receiving? How often?

Hmmm doesn’t seem like he’d be all that into it tbh.

He really prefers to use his hands but putting his mouth on you it seems too filthy like he doesn’t seem all that big on it.

P

Pace—Are they fast and rough or slow and sensual?

Usually rough and fast with a bit of sensual.

But mostly he’s just dirty.

He is all over you damn it.

But when he feels like reminding you that he loves you he is slow and sensual.

He actually becomes very sweet.

Position—What’s their favorite and most used?

Missionary, and any other position that will get you a baby asap.

Polygamy—Would they have threesome+?

No he wants you all to himself.

He’s no good at sharing

Q

Quirks—Something they do that you have to deal with?

He takes of clothes very fast. Founder men have that skill of being able to take off their partners clothing very fast.

It takes nothing for him to slide it off you.

Slides your panties off w his fangs

Times your orgasum

Ruins your hair

Hides your clothes after

Gives bruises and marks

Licks you anywhere he feels like

Quickie—Are they okay with them or do they only want a full session?

Full session he’s spoiled and doesn’t believe in rushed stuff

Now he has been interrupted and boy is he frustrated. But don’t worry he has the intent of resuming.

R

Risk—Willing to try something new or open to getting caught?

Yeah has no problem with it

And doesn’t care who sees tbh, he freaking digs you and wants the whole world to know you fuck.

But you want that to be private so he understands but other than that he doesn’t care.

He’d love to show you off and he’d love to flex about his skills in bed.

He always makes sure your hair is messed up when you walk out or whatever, that way if someone were to see they’d know.

S

S/D—Sub or dom?

Dom all the way.

I mean you never get to top.

If you are on the top for a sec, when you blink you're below him again.

He believes the man is always on top 🙄

This gets you to be annoyed.

He just won’t let you be in charge, he wants to have control.

T

Talkative—Do they talk or have casual conversations with you?

During not really.

usually tries to stop the talking or any worrying you may have of something.

He’d be planting kisses on your body when you’d try to remind him, “Shin, we’re going—to be late—“

“Let’s not worry about that right now, love.” He’d whisper.

Or you know if you just don’t want to get caught but he also tells you not to worry:

And he will sometimes say something teasing to you.

Toys—Do they like/use them? On you or on themselves?

Not big on that tbh.

He believes that he can give you all the fun without it.

I’m sure at first he hadn’t heard of them and was confused on their purpose

“Founders don’t need a silly toy to help you conceive.”

He thinks everything is about baby making

“This is not for making babies it’s for pleasure, Shin.”

“They don’t need it for a sense of pleasure either. We’re capable of all those things without a silly toy. Perhaps you’re unaware of that?”

U

Unfair—How do they tease? How often is it?

Teases like every second of the day in some way but oh man, here?

It’s endless torture to you because he’s always trying to humiliate you in some way.

For starters he loves to expose you especially if you’re trying to cover your chest.

He’ll move your hands away and pin them above your head, this way he can have a full view.

likes to playfully bite your chest as well.

He won’t fully enter himself in at first, and have you ache to move forward.

Stops in the middle of thrusting randomly in hopes that you’ll beg him to continue.

Also because you’ll be mad at him for stopping.

He does this if you try to be quiet.

Or will move slower because you asked him to move faster so he can drag out the time.

Makes sure you’re so loud that your embarrassed. 

Tells you that your heartbeat is so fast bc you’re so excited

V

Vocal/volume—How loud? Moans, groans, or whimpers? 

Not much of a moaner and isn’t too loud

He is mostly grunts and a fair a amount of groans.

There are growls too.

Mostly the sound of skin slapping and panting from the both of you.

Would prefer his partner is louder

He holds back and tries to have her be more vocal.

He’ll do anything to have it happen, especially if she is embarrassed by it.

He like loves it.

So there may even be surprises just to catch you off guard so you can be louder.

Especially finds it amusing that you put your hand over your mouth to be quiet, which doesn’t last for long since he’ll grab a hold of your hand to keep you from holding back.

If you are holding back he listens to your heartbeat on purpose and tells you that even if you’d like to be composed he knows how you really feel.

“You can act like you don’t enjoy this all you want, but your heart says otherwise. Why don’t you just give in, love?”

He wants you to scream and moan, although he does enjoy whimpers too.

W

Wildcard—Some special things they do specifically?

Times your orgasum

Listens to your heartbeat even when you’re trying to remain calm/unbothered.

He finds it really amusing to know you’re too stubborn to show how you feel.

Pulls your panties down with his teeth

Mirror sex, he’d like for you to watch. And he watches as well since he likes to see your expressions even when he’s not doing missionary. But this is rare.

X

X-ray—How big are they?

Something like 6.4 inches, I don’t know it made since. 

That number is the first one that came to me 😂.

That is like the biggest he could be though, could be smaller like 5.7

Refuses to think his bro is bigger than him.

Y

Yearning—Sex drive level

High, like damn high.

And not ashamed to tell you.

Boy wants to make babies so what does that tell you?

He’s usually the one who starts all this stuff anyway.

Even if he can’t have it he’s always dropping hints and stuff.

Z

Zzz —Do they sleep after? What do they do?

Not all the time, if this was a very rough session for the both of you yes. He would just fall asleep with you in his arms.

He usually will have pillow talk with you and try to get you comfortable.

Has the habit of tracing circles onto your skin or playing with your hands as you both are talking.

His pillow talk is great, it’s always about how you beautiful you are and how he is lucky to have you.

If you two are in a situation where you both are not allowed to be together or like I said if the woman he’s with is royal who is married to another man; he’ll talk about how much he wants you to be his and just run away from here.

“Shin, you know it’s not possible, with the way the world is, we could never. I’m fine with it even this way. It doesn’t change how I feel.”

“Your greatest flaw is that you never choose yourself. If you were just a little selfish you would be happier.”

“I’m already being selfish by being here with you when I’m married—“

“To a man who doesn’t love you.” He’d finish.

You’d sigh, he was right. “Yes, we don’t love each other but the kingdom doesn’t like changes.”

“The kingdom is not important to me, we could run away from here and be together. We can disappear without a word.” He’d smile interlocking his hand with yours as he brought it up to kiss your knuckles.

One thing he does talk about a lot during pillow talk was your reactions or how loud you were, or even how all that effort he put in will surely have you pregnant.

“You’re so quiet now compared to earlier, love.” He’d smirk, causing you to hit his arm.

“Shut up!” You’d blush turning away from him leaving him to chuckle.

“I’ve always known you’ve had a mouth but I never knew you could also scream.” He’d continue to embarrass you.

“Stooop!” You’d whine as he was so amused with himself.

“Or that you can’t hold still, shall I tie you down next time?” He’d chuckle before you grabbed a pillow and tossed it at his face to make him quiet.

You’d cross your arms as you turned your back to face him.

“Oh c’mon love, it was only a joke.” He’d reassure you planting a kiss on your shoulder.

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[potato-lord-but-not]

youll never guess who’s here to ramble about stickers and kayne,,, its me if you didnt guess

I GOT MY STICKERSSASZASAASSSSSSSSSSSS HEHEHHE 💥💥💥💥 honestly fading out of both my will wood AND my mapevolent interests tbh, its very scary fr. somebody force me to catch up with malevolent lie to me and say there is kayne screentime in the recent episodes please i desperately need motivation.

THIS POSTER. OHHH LORDDDDD. ITS SO GOOD?? LIKE ITS ACTUALLY STABBING ME IN MY KIDNEY WAY TOO MANY TIMES?? IT ALSO STABBED ME IN THE LUNGS AND NOW MY LUNGS ARE FILLING WITH GAY BLOOD?? like to this day im still embarrassed about my IMPROPER reaction when i first saw it and i have some defenses right, firstly i was at work when i first saw it and then i forgot about it for awhile then when i saw it i was like just insanely tired i think. BUT LORDDYYY HES SO GORGEOUS HELLOOOO man ive always wanted to be arthur real 💞 i mean id even trade for johns position aswell. hes sosososo <33 AND ALSO JUST EVERYTHING ABOUT IT?? IM LIKE SWALLOWING THE WEST SIDE AMERICA IM LITERALLY UNDOING THE WESTWARD EXPANSION FOR KAYNE RN 💞💞 ive also just heavily associated kayne with the tower and everytime i see someone talk anout the tower i start roasting the sun over a campfire. this is so epicsauce ive exploded over it everytime ive seen it in your lil top thing with you top posts and stuff ive exploded every time.

WILL WOOOD HELLOOOOO i’ve actually always really loved these drawings so much infact when i first found your instagram page right after i stalked the entire thing you changed your pfp to that yellow will wood one and i rememeber telling my friend that i needed to see the full drawing NEOW. and then you posted it the next day fr. anyways im feeding the lions to the rats over these stickers /pos

KAYNE KAYNE KANE (<- dcu reference??) KAYNE KAYNE KAYNE KAYNE KAYNE KAYNE KAYNE KAYNE KAYNEEE HELLO HIIHIHIHIHII EXPLODES EXPLODES EXPLODES HII. he could have me ngl, i just want to say i could totalllyy survive any obstacle he throws at me real. hes soooo <333 just wow yk just wow like i dont even have the words to explain my lpve for him besides that i will rob as many dinosaur museums as i can and i will preform some type of ritural to bring them all back to life and i will train them all to be apart of my army and then i will storm wherever they keep the nukes i know its somewhere around here and i will fly said nules to the moon and i will explode WITH the moon because i could not live any longer with how much my love for kayne fills up my mind he is all of my thoughts i will actually go boom. he is SO fine wowza 😍😍😍😍

anyways guess who now has a full time job (no longer half a part time) with no taxes to pay yet and the impulsiveness level of a 5 year old with adhd. expect poor decisions to come someday,, someday,,

If y’all’s reactions to your stickers aren’t like this then don’t EVEN with me 💥💥🤚🤚😤😤

real tho glad they made it and I hope the brainworms recover soon <3 also I fear for your bank account

[bitter-caf]

I have a new fanfic idea I must share to the few people who have followed me in the last month. Hi hello hi. Feel free to use it if you'd like. It's just a ramble, so sorry if it's confusing.

I need more Werewolf!Charles Rowland aus. I need Charles pretending to be Crystals dog so he doesn't have to pay Jenny rent and he'd def beg Jenny for meat scraps. Or walking around London pretending to be a stray and desperately avoiding pet control. (The amount of times Edwin has had to break him out is ridiculous, but if Charles acts friendly/pathetic enough, people throw him food). And Edwin will pet him if he's an animal (but not as a human. Charles thinks this is discrimination and complains loudly). But also the angst, werewolves in media (btw I'm going off of teen wolf canon werewolves for this au) seem to have a harder time controlling their anger and I think with Charles so full of anger, it'd be rough for him. Charles would almost definitely be wanted by police at this point, both bc of the shit him and Edwin get up to and the fact that he's technically a missing kid (bc ofc he would run away with Edwin. Also if he went back home, he'd probably eat his father or at least the kids who tried to kill him). Edwin would for sure be Charles 'anchor' (again teen wolf werewolves), as in the thing that keeps him from going feral every full moon and from biting people everytime he gets upset lol. Tho! Note: imagine they come across a "how to contain a werewolf during the full moon" guide and it's everything Derek (from teen wolf, look it up if you have no idea what I'm talking about) does during the full moon for new wolves. The restraints, that are pretty painful and dig into the skin with spikes bc it's harder to get out of something if everytime you move, it hurts. And imgaine: Charles would accept it bc what if he hurts Edwin? Unacceptable. But Edwin would maybe try then back out of using them bc this is torture and he can't let this happen to Charles. Just a nice bit of hurt/comfort there.

Then port townsend comes along and now Charles bestie is pulling away/hiding things and so the grounds pretty unsteady under Charles. He's so ready to just eat the Cat King. And later Monty. The CK likes him even less in this au bc dogs vs cats and so does Charles. It's very much a Charles- "I'm bigger than you and will eat you" and CK- "I'm better and smarter than you". From first meeting, it on SIGHT for the both of them. Tho CK does make an effort to keep Edwin between them at all times. And Edwin does make an effort to keep an eye on Charles, ready to grab him if he lunges for CK or something. (Its worth noting that Charles does listen to the instincts he has pretty often and Edwin enables and encourages him to do what feels right. Neither of them have any experience with werewolves so it works out. Which often evolves into Charles chasing things that run from him. Animals, suspects they're chasing for cases, occasionally Edwin. I just think Charles dealing with all these new animal like instincts could create some fun hijinks and shenanigans.) I just think it'd be a fun dynamic for CK and Charles.

Now is Edwin still a ghost or something else like a vampire? Tbh this would turn into more of a Being Human au if Edwin was a vampire lol but more gay and posssibly poly? And I think that would be beautiful. But if Edwins a vampire, I want it to be what we do in the shadows type vampire. Edwin deserves to be able to turn into a bat. Along with all the other powers those vamps have lol. They'd have to bring a bag of dirt from Edwins homeland with them to Port townsend and just imagine the outfit Edwin would wear if he has to go out during daylight. It would include a parasol. He would not change his outfit with the times. Just picture, him forcing Crystal to use a parasol during the day so he can hang upside down in it to avoid the sun. Charles in his wolf form next to her. If Charles has to wear a leash and collar only Edwins allowed to hold it lol. Crystal trying to convince everyone who asks that Charles is just large husky and very well trained. Edwin would not pretend to be a pet to avoid paying Jenny rent but will wait outside Crystals window. If hes seen by Jenny in bat form, Crystal calls him a pest and says she left her window open by accident. Edwin will never forgive her.

I think in terms of Edwins Hell, it could still be actual Hell honestly. Maybe before he's sacrificed by classmates, he's attacked and turned into a vampire. Or! More exciting. He's turned by a vampire and that vampire belongs to a satanic vampire cult. Which is, in fact, a thing in the interview with a vampire verse. And his Hell is them. For context, in the IWAV verse, this cult believes they are forsaken by God and now have to worship the devil bc they're vamps. They think any light at all will kill/hurt them, even candles. Along with a bunch of other crazy untrue things. They literally live in caves in complete darkness and know pretty much nothing about being a vampire. It's pretty sad and in IWAV this goes on until I think lestat meets them and goes "damn you live like this?" And he becomes like their Jesus for awhile and shows them the "light". He upgrades them, but then he gets bored and leaves and they get sad. It's so funny i love Anne Rice. Anyways, either Edwins Hell he escapes is that cult or! They sacrifice vampire!Edwin to the devil. And now he's in actual Hell. In this au, the caves they live in are somewhere in the Woods near St. Hilarion's. So either way when he escapes, it's around the time Charles is attacked by those boys and when he's running thru the woods, attacked again! by a werewolf. Oh! Maybe Charles friends are mauled to death by the werewolf and the only reason Charles survives his mauling is bc of Edwin. Maybe Edwin scares off the werewolf and brings Charles to the attic or something to try and help him. Charles is def mauled but still breathing, the bite takes before he bleeds out tho. Its a really bad night for him but Edwin still reads him to sleep and is suprised he wakes up.

Now to deal with Edwin being immortal and Charles not? Either mess with the way werewolves age, or! More exciting. They stay together anyway, with the thought of charles- "I wanna stay with you for the rest of my life" and edwin- "i wanna stay with you for the rest of your life." Very cute very wholesome. But then! Charles gets cursed somehow someway on one of their cases and welll, immortality always seems to come to those who aren't looking for it. And so now charles can't die and doesn't age lol. But theres a consequence, bc theres always a trade off. My idea is that now Charles "will never see the light of day again". It takes a bit for them to realizes it's a curse of immortality until either Charles is greviously injured or like a decade passes and they're like "charles still looks... 17???" que rigorious experimentaion. (Charles would for sure test at least some of the limits of his immortality and then abuse it. Edwin is horrified everytime, his poor unbeating heart. And his clothes whenever he has to carry a still healing charles home and hes covered in blood. Luckily he doesnt die often, werewolves are hard to kill.) and honestly when they heard that "never see the light of day", they really thought it was going to kill Charles. No, now just as soon as the sun comes up, charles is dead to the world. Like literally he will just pass out as soon as the sun comes up, no matter where he is. It's like he's a corpse. It freaks Edwin out when this happens the first few times. He legit thinks charles is dead. He certainly seems like it. But he reanimates/awakens as soon as the sun goes down. He does forget often to lay down on the couch or something before the sun comes up and will just fall over. This is probs mostly bc the window is covered in blackout curtains for Edwin.

But they for sure have either a bed or coffin they share during the day, bc of a lack of room in their space for two ofc and it's soooo platonic bestie behavior. They will be taking no comments. Crystal still sleeps on the couch tho. Would you wanna sleep in two teenage boys' bed or coffin? When you're thinking "they're probably together." Like ew no. Charles offered, but edwin was like ew. They obv both have a good sense of smell, and edwin does not want their bed/coffin to smell like her.