#ive never told ANYONE i wanna do this before. so ive never been asked about this before. and more than that this was a maybe three minute

[ethicstownpod]

This has a point - bear with me! I turned twenty-two a non-specified number of days ago. I was at work. My colleagues, upon learning this, got me a card and a cake and threw me a party before our DnD game. They put all this together in the span of my right hour shift; I've only worked there six months. My colleagues are some of my favourite people in the whole world.

My flatmate loves tiktok, an app I despise. But every day she saves rat videos, and then shows them to me when I get home from work/class. My other flatmate once hand-drew me wrapping paper of a hideous little cartoon man because he knew it would make me laugh.

My cousin, who’s eight, always asks everyone else if they want to play with his X-box before he does. There’s a girl in my class who always stops people on the way out to tell them she really liked the points they were making in discussions that day. Every discord server I’ve ever been in has a channel for sharing pictures of your pet. I’ve never met a person who doesn’t want to brag about their friends. I love when you make a baby laugh on the bus, so they try to make you laugh in return.

And now the point! The point is that I think people are so good. So unbelievably, fundamentally good. And I want to write people like that. Even when they’re not being actively good, there’s So Much Good inside of them. There are so many wonderful people in my life, I feel I would be doing them a disservice by not portraying just how amazing people can be.

[mrsackermannx]

chef!sukuna who’s still lower in the rank than he wants to be, but so close to being a sous. tonight is his night to do the night’s special dish, finally. he earned this. he knew that if the head chef just let him, he could create the best dish ever served at this damn place.

so, he does just that.

he’s immediately scolded, the dish uses too many ingredients, the head says. too much to prepare. too ambitious. even though he used all of the left over ingredients from the menu’s usuals. 0% waste, 0% additional cost.

sukuna curses, taking a deeper drag of his cigarette. “make sure no table gets that shit,” he hears, with his fists clenching at his sides. ill go to the gym after this, he thinks, yeah, punch the fuck out of that bag.

it turns out that only table 8 has the dish, your table. the server messed up and now they’re crying in the back to the porter because they’ve been fired on the spot. “i told you not to fucking take it! have you never done expo-“

sukuna stalks calmly to the shaking waiter, “show me table eight-“ he sighs, levelling the head chef with a glare, sukuna was much larger, much stronger than him, difference in rank or not. he stood down, stalking down the other side of the kitchen with a huff. “ignore him, i wanna see who’s eating my dish, come on, let’s go.”

a reassuring pat to the shoulder from sukuna was almost enough to make him cry even more. sukuna kind of hated everyone.

“just there, chef. the couple, bedside the pillar on the left…its um…her, chef.” he grins, watching how transfixed the normally gruff man is, “your girl heh heh.”

“shut up,” he says, but he smiles a little.

he watches you, sat opposite some guy you hardly look interested in, you’re beautiful, the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen, as always, his eyes are drawn to you, no other woman could compare.

he watches you slice through his dish, the fork at your lips, as soon as it reaches your mouth you make a noise of such rapture, a sudden quiet falls upon the floor of the restaurant.

it’s almost weird how heat rushes low at the sight and the sound, he can’t remember the last time anyone else fired him up like this. he never took himself to have any kind of food fetish, either. yet watching you eat his dishes always seems to be an erotic exchange he never anticipates.

“oh…him? think they’re married?”

“i don’t think so.”

that man seems to hiss at you, eyes on his watch, barely touching his dish. “i wanted pizza downtown, god.”

you shake your hand in dismissal, shoving another forkful in your mouth. “i wanted this, i always want this.”

sukuna let’s out a breathy fuck, and the server practically faints.

no one was immune to sukuna’s charm, then, it seemed.

“oh, fuck, table 7 saw me. fuck, chef ive already been fire-“

“go and give them a reason not to fire you. go, go to your table kid, it’s still yours, right?”

the table beside you seems to have called him over, asking for the same dish you seem to believe has came from heaven, telling anybody who asks.

sukuna can’t help but enjoy the lively affair, as the restaurant manager tries to explain over and over to more and more tables that the chef special has been cancelled. oh, how he loved this little bit of chaos.

“why?” your voice clatters through the cacophony like a piece of silverware on crockery. “this dish is phenomenal, the best ive ever eaten here and in this city, in this country-“

“miss-“

“taste it! can you not taste the hard work? the thought? its the best thing ive ever eaten. the chef who made this has impeccable taste and talent.”

your laughter rings through the place at your partners embarrassment. sukuna is about to pry himself away and head back into the kitchen, leaning on the side of the bar and then…your eyes meet, another forkful is waiting before those glossed lips. another sweet sound of joy rings through the air.

now you see him, huh?

your smile is sweeter than agave, “it’s you.”

your words are lost on everyone around you, but to sukuna he hears them as if you whispered them right against his ear.

sukuna was a tall, broad, and unquestionably handsome man, unmissable out of his chef whites, invisible in them, somehow. obscured by the ambient lighting of the restaurant.

you near him, like a moth to a flame, a sensual air to the way your hips flick toward him. “you-“

the head chef storms through to the restaurant floor, the door slamming you both into the corresponding wall. his large arms wrap around you, his hand cups the back of your head.

he slowly retracts his hand, and your chest rises as you resist the urge to press your cheekbone into his palm, “are you okay?”

his voice is deep and addicting, dark and dripping down your throat.

you’re beaming at him, like he’s an angel, like he’s somebody you already adore. he gifts you a lover’s laugh, “you seem to be the only satisfied person in the building tonight.”

“seems like you’ve satisfied me sir.” you wink, still letting his aura press you into the wall, he cages you in with his arms.

“oh?”

“last thursday. that soup, you made it, didn’t you…?”

“sukuna,” he answers for you, “maybe.”

“seafood special last month?”

“yes, and your name?”

for some reason he’s out of breath, you’re so close, so fancy in your silk dress, clad in jewellery that sparkles even under these dimmed lights. “reader, you…you’re a genius.”

“so you came to thank me personally?” he leans closer, swiping sauce from the corner of your lip. it lingers on his thumb, his eyes chase yours as he licks it. “how sweet of you.”

[prettyboyeddiemunson]

what do you think about perv!eddie wanting to ‘corrupt’ shy reader who always comes across as a good girl but is actually a little freak (in the sheets). maybe they’re in the same friend group but both of them preferred to admire each other from afar until eddie finally makes a move and finds out that she isn’t as shy and ‘good’ as he thought she was 👀

I LOVE THIS SO MUCH THOUGH

imagine she puts up this shy, good girl facade when she’s with him. maybe it’s to protect herself because she knows his reputation, or maybe she just has fun with it. imagine he, while believing her act, gets off on corrupting her and thinks it’ll be a fun challenge to get her to break. little does he know, though, that she’s far from a virginal, quiet, bashful girl. in fact, she’s been sleeping around with anyone who’s willing, and she’s definitely freaky in bed. nothing is off limits for her; she’ll try anything once and most of what she tries, she ends up loving.

but what she really wants is to have a crack at eddie. it’s something she’s always fantasized about, but was too shy to actually say. he was so hot, and she didn’t think a man like him would want a woman like her. he could have his pick; why would he waste time on some girl who just admired him like a lovesick puppy? why would he entertain her, when he had groupies throwing themselves at him at every turn at the hideout?

and that would be the irony on her end. while he thinks she’s a shy virgin, she thinks he would never be interested in her. the truth is, he’s borderline in love with her. he may be a disgusting perv when it comes to her, but he would do anything for that girl. he would give up his whole life for her, his job, his everything. he fell in love the moment he met her, a year before when she first moved to hawkins and attended a corroded coffin show. it took him time to realize it was love at first sight, but he wasn’t scared. even if she never loved him back, he would always love her. it’s why he was so insanely attracted to her, more than he had ever been attracted to anyone. truth be told, he was a little bit obsessed with her.

of course, he wanted to get her in bed. it was a fantasy that came true one cold november night, after corroded coffin played a full crowd at the hideout. both of them were high on adrenaline, chasing that rush that eddie always got after a vigorous concert. they went back to his trailer, where they were alone, and were laughing & falling all over each other as soon as they stepped into the front door. they collapsed on the couch, still giggling, and eddie held her in his arms as their laughter died down.

“you’re really fucking pretty, did you know that?” he asked, brushing his finger down her cheek. “like, the most beautiful woman in the whole world.”

“you’re just saying that,” she said with an eye roll.

“no,” he insisted, caressing her lower lip. “i mean it. you are the most beautiful thing Ive ever seen.”

she chuckled, her eyes meeting his as she sat up in his grip. “i think you’re really pretty, too.”

“no,” he said with a laugh. “i’m not—“

“you are,” she said, her finger trailing down his chest.

eddie swallowed, and looked down at her. he didn’t know what came over him; maybe it was the adrenaline of the moment, or the high, or just his own tiredness of waiting so long. he cupped her face in his hands, leaned forward, and pressed his lips to hers in a chaste, soft kiss. he wanted more, wanted nothing more than to kiss her as hard as he could, but he honestly expected her to push him away. she didn’t; instead, SHE deepened the kiss, nearly in his lap as she kissed him harder. he moaned, squeezing her ass in both hands as she began to grind against his thigh. she moaned now, her hands tangling in his long hair as she sucked on his lower lip.

“god, you’re an amazing kisser,” he said, mewling as she began to trail kisses down his neck.

“thanks,” she said. “you wanna know something that could ruin our friendship?”

“like this could have?” he teased, watching her hand moving down, down, down… “what is it?”

“ive always wondered how pretty that face would look between my legs,” she whispered, her hand stopping right at his belt. “I’ve always thought about how it would look covered in my cum, or how it would look with you looking up at me, or how good your mouth would feel.”

he could feel his pants tightening already, and he swallowed shakily. “really? what, you touch yourself?”

“of course i do,” she said, giggling as she began to palm him. “and when I fuck other men.”

“you fuck other men?!” he asked in surprise. “but you’re so quiet, and so shy—“

“maybe that was an act,” she said, smirking as her mouth found his ear. “ever think of that?”

“jesus fuck,” he said, moaning as she palmed him a little harder.

“don’t think I don’t know all about you,” she said, kissing down his neck and over his exposed collarbone. “Ive heard you’re the town perv.”

“I—“ he began, cut off with a moan as she started unbuckling his belt. “shit…”

“I think it’s hot,” she said, reaching inside his pants to rub his hard dick over his boxers. “you’re so needy and desperate for pussy that you peep on me. you do, don’t you?”

“yes,” he admitted, his lashes fluttering as she moved her hand. “oh god…”

“bet you jerked off a lot thinking about me,” she said, sliding to her knees and pulling his pants down. “bet you dreamed of this moment for a long time, huh?”

“god, yes,” he breathed. “i thought about you all the time, baby. always stole your panties and bras out of your room when i came over to visit. always thought about eating you out, being inside of you, corrupting you…”

she laughed, biting her lip as she admired the outline in his boxers. “you’re a little too late for that, eddie.”

“i know that now,” he said. “I didn’t know it then.”

“i’m gonna show you just how good I can be,” she said, pulling his cock out. “you’ve got a nice dick.”

“thanks,” he said, hissing as she jerked him off. “I’ll bet your pussy and your tits are so much nicer in person.”

“I’ll let you find out,” she said. “but first, I wanna make you feel good.”

he couldn’t argue with her, as his cock slid down her throat. he moaned, bucking up and pausing only when she gagged. she took him completely, moving her head skillfully as he moaned above her. he sucked in a breath when she squeezed his balls, massaging them in her hand as her free one wrapped around his base. his eyes nearly rolled back as she jerked him off in time with her movements, his lashes fluttering as she worked his cock.

“christ, you’re amazing,” he said, his hand on the back of her head as she kept going.

she popped off, jerking him in her fist as she looked up at him. “i’m so wet for you right now, eddie. wish you could see.”

“fuck, please let me right now,” he begged.

“you don’t want your dick sucked?” she asked with a raised brow. “most men want that first.”

“i’m not most men,” he said, reaching for her. “come here. i’m so fucking ready to get my face wet, baby. you have no idea.”

she stood up, but not before she stripped out of all of her clothes. eddie sat there, beating himself off as he admired her fully naked body. he was fixated on her breasts, moaning as he admired them. she giggled, sitting next to him and taking his hand off his cock. she placed it between her legs, moaning loudly as he immediately started fingering her. he jerked off with his free hand, leaning over to take her nipple between his lips and sucking generously.

“mmm, what are you waiting for?” she asked. “eat my pussy, eddie.”

he didn’t have to be told twice.

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[flolio]

i don’t wanna be yours. FEAT, JANG WONYOUNG

you had been blessed with your amazing girlfriend, jang wonyoung. to this day you had no clue how you had managed to attract someone like her, since you were someone who only admired her group. but something within your loving and caring girlfriend changed one day, she no longer acted like your girlfriend, but a mere stranger passing by you.

GENRE — angst, wonyoung is lowk 😵‍💫😵‍💫, implied cheating (?), intended lowercase

WORDCOUNT — 1.1k

A/N — the abrupt ending LOOL I couldn’t keep putting this one off 😵‍💫

if someone ever asked you about your girlfriend, you’d only ever have nice things to say. that’s if anyone asked, to the public eye you were single which you never really had a problem with.

you understood that wonyoung had an image to uphold and you didn’t wanna risk ruining that, knowing about how some people wouldn’t accept the relationship. oftentimes you found yourself slipping up and accidentally talking to your friends about wonyoung, of course you’d tell her.

she never used to have a problem with it before, comforting you and asking you to be careful with your words next time. so why where you sat in front of her, tears threatening to spill as she yelled at you. “are you fucking serious y/n!” she said raising her hands in exasperation, you couldn’t find your voice.

wonyoung never yelled at you, you guys didn’t have communication issues or really any issues at all. you always found a way to talk it out if a problem was presented, especially since you had confided in her and admitted that you hated when people yelled at you. “wony— I told you I didn’t mean too! I didn’t even mention you—” in a desperate attempt to deteriorate the situation, hoping she would calm down.

“but you still mentioned ive! how many times do I have to keep explaining to you— you don’t listen to me!” you froze, looking up at her for the first time since she’s walked into your apartment. “i'm constantly reminding you to be more careful or watch your words! it gets fucking tiring y/n, it’s like you don’t even care about my image at all!”

you cared about her image more than anything, you knew that when you started dating her it was going to be different. you knew that it would’ve been more reserved, but not caring about her image?

you never wanted to hurt her— hell you don’t even know what you did! “wony I swear I never intended too—!” you hated being talked over, she knew this and was using it against you. “whatever y/n, see you later.” she said walking past you, brushing her shoulder against yours.

the only thing being heard is the light raindrops and the sound of wonyoung receding steps. it stung, you hated when she called you y/n, she never called you by your name.

that night you called wonyoung countless times, begging her to talk to you, or at most hear you out. she never did, at some point you got tired and fell asleep with your phone propped up by your ear.

you haven’t heard from her since and it’s visibly noticeable that you haven’t been well without her, you decided to turn to the only person you deemed you could.

aeri uchinaga, she introduced you to wonyoung. she didn’t know the exact extent of your relationship but she did know how much feelings you harbored for wonyoung, so when you showed up outside of her dorm with bloodshot eyes and puffy cheeks she had half a mind to walk over to starship and fight wonyoung herself.

for your sake obviously she didn’t, she listened to you ramble on and on about your guys relationship. you hesitated telling her about your fight but she knew something was off, after a few moments of silence you caved.

breaking down in her arms explaining what had happened a few days earlier, aeri comforted you that night. she let you sleep at her dorm with her, coincidentally in her bed with her.

you’ve never liked aeri like that, so when you awoke to your phone blown up from texts from wonyoung that consisted of ‘im sorry, can we talk this out my love?’ to ‘oh so I leave you for one day and you’re in someone else’s bed.’

you didn’t even know how she knew you were here, unless one of the members had told her but you never recalled wonyoung being close with any other aespa members like that.

you rushed to call her back, getting the message from her voicemail. “wonyoung..please just talk to me— not even a few hours ago you wanted to fix it please! I needed giselles advice and fell asleep here, please talk to me—” you sounded dumb.

you where pleading with a phone, voicemail at that. ultimately you gave up, if she wanted to talk to you she would. a week had passed and you got nothing but silence, it was clearly affecting you much more than her.

you paused, hearing the ringing coming from your phone. it was wonyoung. you picked up right away, hearing shuffling coming from the other end. “wonyoung…” you whispered, more to yourself than her.

“y/n karina called, you haven’t been eating?” you paused, she knew karina? you felt uneasy, wonyoung never really cared about any of the other aespa members. “you know karina?” “that wasn’t my question.” your head was spinning full of questions, since when? why didn’t she mention it? “i've been okay, how have you been?”

that uneasy feeling in your stomach now turning into guilt at the fact you may have upset her. “I’ve been okay, I miss you.” you’ve longed to hear those words for sometime now, but you had nothing to say to her.

“I— I wanted to apologize for lashing out at you, I’ve been so busy lately—” “it’s okay, are you able to come over right now?” it was the worst move on your part, something that was unable to be taken back now.

you sounded desperate for her, something you didn’t intend to do. “I’ll be there in a bit.” she said before hanging up, leaving you there. this didn’t go as you had intended, you wanted a better explanation for how she treated you, not that vague of one. she didn’t lie, she ended up within your arms twenty minutes later.

you awoke to cold sheets, you always did, she never stayed until you were awake. you were stupid to think that things would’ve been the same.

IVE’S JANG WONYOUNG SPOTTED KISSING AESPA’S YOO JIMIN?

[sukiipjs]

✮ BLONDIE : PT 1

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↳ nick sturniolo x masc reader

↳ words - 2239

↳ summary - you’ve been having a hard time realizing and accepting the fact that you’re gay, and in love with your best friend. you try to ignore the feelings but that only makes everything worse until you can’t hide it anymore.

↳ contains - swearing, angst, use of y/n, internalized homophobia, depression, crying, idk??? [READ PT 2 - PT 3]

↳ song - blondie by current joys

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nick has been my best friend for years, he’s always been there for me, and me there for him. we met in the first grade when he saw me alone at recess on the swings and he ran up to me, asking if i wanted to play with him and his brothers. one of the many things i love about him, hes always there, always there to help, or just be with. from that day on he’s always been my number one but honestly, i’ve been kind of avoiding him lately.

of course i don’t want to, i really really don’t want to, trust me, but i don’t want to make anything bad between us either. even though pushing him away is probably fucking things up anyway.

the thing is, for months, maybe even years now i think that i might be coming to a realization: i think i’m gay, or not gay but bi? i hate labels, i dont want to be put into a box, its honestly just hard to fit into one too. i mean i’ve had girlfriends before and i’ve liked that, but nick…

okay i might be coming to another realization: i think i’m in love with nick. and to make everything worse, i can’t even talk to anyone about this because the only person i would tell is nick, but if i told him, well i just cant, it could destroy our friendship. he’d hate me, i cant lose him.

but maybe i’m not in love with him, i mean i love nick, i always have but maybe its not love love? maybe its just me appreciating our friendship more. okay who am i kidding it’s definitely becoming more, I LOVE HIM. he’s just perfect, in general, to me, to everyone. i want to spend every moment of my life with him, i want to hug him and never let him go, i want to be with him, i just want to see him again.

i can’t even imagine what he’d say if he knew i liked him. he’d probably be disgusted, i’d ruin our friendship forever. i cant do that, i can’t risk anything like that, i need him even if that means the best thing i can do is just stay away, make up lies of why i cant hang out, slowly stop texting him, i mean maybe it's not the best thing but its either i do this and try and force these feelings down or i tell him and ruin everything. this is better, or at least that’s what i keep telling myself.

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nick 🫶

| wanna hang out today? haven’t seen you in forever, i’m boredddd

| i know i’m sorry, but i cant today, really really sorry. still not feeling good

| that’s okay, hope you feel better though 💕 if you need anything tell me okay?

| i’d rather hang out with you and get sick then spend one more second with my idiot brothers over here 💀

i stare at the message on my screen, i’m not sick, i’m just trying to be a good friend… by avoiding my best friend… sure, whatever.

i slam down my phone on my mattress, rolling over and burying my face in my pillow. muffled screams from my mouth as tears, start to pour from my eyes. every time i message him, saying i cant hang out i immediately regret it. i want to see him, i always do but again, i cant, i fucking cant. it would only make my feelings stronger and i just need to get rid of them as soon as i can so things can just go back to how they were.

fuck, here comes the spiral that ive been replaying in my head forever. do i even really like him? am i really bi, gay, straight, whatever the fuck? i don’t even know, it’s all too confusing and stressful right now. why can’t i just be me? and have my best friend with me again? actually hang out with him, see him?

all i can really do right now is continue screaming and crying into my pillow about how much of a shitty friend i’m being, great. I constantly stalk his instagram, trying to see if i do really like him and try to see what he’s up to without me, i miss him so much.

…i wish he was a girl then i would be straight and all this shit wouldn’t hurt so much. i’m not trying to say that being gay is bad, all i’m saying is that it would be easier to figure all this out if i was straight and he was a girl. i know that’s so messed up to say but i don’t know how else to put it.

if he was a girl, i’d know that i’m in love with him, i wouldn’t be so afraid to accept myself because there wouldn’t be anything to accept. i’d just be me and he’d she’d be him her, i’d get to be his her boyfriend and we’d be a happy couple. i’d be happy and i wouldn’t have to push the person i love most in this stupid world away…

i smash my face into my silky white pillowcase over and over, shaking my head as i force the sides of the pillow into my face more. i want to suffocate.

i scream into my pillow more and more. ‘i love you nick, i love you nick, i love you. i DONT love you nick, i DONT love you nick, i DONT love you… but i do, i really really do, but i cant… i really really fucking cant.’

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i stay rotting in my bed, spiraling about random shit, taking random quizzes of ‘am i gay?’ or ‘am i in love with my bestfriend?’ or ‘is it a crush?’ like i know.

soft blankets cover me, my silky pillows supporting my back as i rewatch rupaul's drag race on my computer until i finish it again, oreos and empty dr pepper cans surround me. and of course, nick always in my mind, everything reminding me of him, those stupid quizzes, his favorite show, his favorite drink. i wish he could be here, like how we used to hang out before i started ruining everything but i could be ruining it more, at least im keeping my mouth shut.

every once and a while, a message from nick pops up. him sending me a tiktok or telling me about how spacecamp is going or just something random, asking how im doing, if im still sick. most times i try to ignore him, turning off the notifications but i answer sometimes, only one or two words, maybe just an emoji, just trying to say something. i don’t want him to think i hate him or anything, i still of course love him.

the only time i ever get up from my bed is to go the the bathroom or get more food, ive been wearing the same two sweatpants alternating them and random shirts that i throw on the floor after i wear them for enough. my hair shaggy and a scratchy stubble on my face. i look and feel gross. i didnt think that forcing my best friend away and trying to figure out my sexuality could make me this depressed, who knew.

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weeks pass of me ignoring (or at least trying to ignore) nick and weeks of screaming into my sheets and sleeping all day become more and more. i finally decide to leave my apartment and stock up on some random things that will help me rot in my room even more: coffee, chips, oreos, whatever else i might want.

as i scan the aisle for dr pepper, standing in my gray hoodie with the hood covering me and one of the two sweatpants i’ve been wearing on, i hear a voice at the end of the row calling to me, “y/n?” my head turns to see who knows me that’s here, about to see how disgusting i look and just my luck, it’s nick.

“nick” a bright smile floods my face, i haven’t seen him for what seems like forever, i look at his blonde hair with grown out brunette roots, plus that signature nose ring and star earrings, of course he looks great.

he runs up to me, giving me a warm hug as he smiles too, “oh my god i haven’t seen you in decadessss” he exaggerates, laughing at me, “you feeling better now?” i tilt my head a little, confused but then i remember my lie. “oh yeah, i am. even though i dont look it” i try to scoff a laugh, looking down at myself, excusing how ‘i dont care’ i look right now.

“you look fine.” he laughs back again, “you know… me, chris and matt were gonna go out for dinner soon, wanna come?” i can tell he really wants me to be there and i really want to but i try to push it away, still.

“uhhh, i think had something later, sorry” my small smile slowly fading as his does too, i don’t think i’ve seen his smile leave that fast. “really? we haven’t talked in weeks, i miss you” he jokes a little, but really we do miss each other.

“i know, i’m sorry, but i promise we’ll hang out soon yeah?” i try to fake a small smile, trying to make this a little better but nick still looks sad, “yeah okay, see you later then?” he looks like he hates me, he looks just annoyed, hurt. i feel terrible.

“yeah, later” i’m about to walk closer to give him another hug but he leaves, to i assume go find his brothers, before i can. i’m terrible.

i finish up grabbing my things before leaving and driving off, replaying our interaction in my head. i could’ve just went? it was one dinner, that’s all. not a big deal. but it’s too late, it would just be weird if my schedule suddenly cleared up now.

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i make my way back to my apartment, putting my bags down on the counter before going straight to my room again, flopping down on top of the pile of blankets and stuffed animals that cover my bed.

i dig in my pocket for my phone, taking it out as i grab a blanket to pull it over my face, closing off the sun that shines through my window.

i go straight to me and nicks messages, thinking of texting him. ‘i’m sorry’ too short, plain. ‘sorry, i was wrong i can go’ feels like i’m pitying him, plus just dumb. ‘i love you’ yeah definitely not. ‘come over? sorry’ again, stupid and he can NOT see the mess i have over here.

i decide on nothing and put my phone to the side of me, burying my head into my pillows again, tears flooding my eyes again again again. it’s too much. this is all stupid and i need to get over it all. this is terrible.

i go back to my cycle of curling up in warm blankets, eating my now new oreos and dr pepper and rewatching shows i’ve seen a million times before. and obviously stalking nicks instagram, he posted a story of him and his brothers at dinner. he’s still wearing those earrings and that same beige jacket he was wearing before, and he still looks great.

i swipe up, about to message him. ‘you look great, sorry i couldn’t come’ i quickly delete it and just like the story. i need to stop trying to message him when i’m trying to ignore him.

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after falling asleep shortly after i finished looking at nicks story i wake up to like five texts from who? nick, of course.

nick 🫶

| are you ignoring me?

| like did i do something or what?

| are you okay?

| can we just talk or hang out please?

| y/n?

| okay sorry actually, never mind

my heart drops, i feel so TERRIBLE. nick did nothing and i never want him to think that he did something wrong. he’s perfect.

i pick up my phone to respond but honesty i don’t know if i should… i want him to know that he did nothing but he’s right about me ignoring him… fuck this. i just ignore him, still.

i shut off my phone fast and roll to my other side, curling up my legs and staring at the small textured bumps on the off-white wall that i face. i take in every detail, trying to distract myself with something else. i spot all the tiny discolorations or stains on the wall, the way it all starts to blur when tears, again, rain out my eyes.

they drip on the curves of my cheeks and lips, my hands are tucked under my legs as he tears drop onto my sheets, i don’t bother wiping them off. they make a small circle ish shape when it hits on my bed with a darker gray on my gray sheets.

my spiraling hits again when the ridges on my wall go dark as my eyes close. why can’t my best friend just be my best friend? why can’t i just be a normal person? why can’t i just forget it all? why can’t this all just go away? why? why? why? why?

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[bluejaysandblackbats]

Catch and Release

Fandom: DC Comics, Batfam

Summary: AU where Jason doesn't die in the explosion and he and Tim end up attending the same high school months later.

Chapters: 8/?

Characters: Jason Todd, Bruce Wayne, Alfred Pennyworth, Tim Drake, Dick Grayson, Barbara Gordon, Sebastian Ives, Jack Drake, Janet Drake

Relationships: TBA

Additional Tag: Jason Todd Lives, Jason Todd-centric, POV Jason Todd, POV First Person, Tim Drake Has Issues, Tim Drake Has Issues, Tim Drake is Not Robin, Jason Todd is Not Robin (Anymore), Bruce Wayne Needs a Hug, Alfred Pennyworth is the Best, Alfred Pennyworth Knows, Stalker Tim Drake, Jason Todd Has Chronic Pain, Jason Todd Has PTSD, Angst with a Happy Ending, Unlikely Friends, Injury Recovery, Emotional Baggage, Rage, Bruce Wayne is Bad at Communicating

Chapter Eight: Pain in the Head

I hung out with Tim's friends and worked on character sheets. I spent three hours there before I told Tim I had to go. I had a great time. Don't get me wrong. But I was nauseous and didn't want to be sick at his house. Ives planned on sleeping over at Tim's place, so I didn't have to feel bad about leaving him home alone. I got a ride to the manor, and Bruce sat on the porch waiting for me as soon as I arrived. "Where have you been?" Bruce asked.

"I could ask you the same thing, Bruce... Can I go inside now?" I asked.

"You're pale," Bruce replied.

I wanted to lie down and nap, but I could tell Bruce didn't plan on letting things go. I didn't have the time or energy to explain myself, so I did what any reasonable teenager would do. I made myself throw up and burst into tears. "Jason," Bruce sighed before helping me to the family room. He couldn't accuse me of anything while I was sick. That and throwing up stopped the onset of a migraine.

"I'm so sorry, Bruce-."

"It's fine... When is the last time you took-. I swore I wouldn't ask you that," Bruce replied.

"I didn't think I needed them anymore... I thought I'd been feeling better lately," I replied. Bruce felt my forehead.

"I've been home for two days, and you-. Jason, I'm sorry for walking out on you. I wasn't trying to hurt you... I'm-. Our bond is different from the bond I have with anyone else. I'm holding on for dear life with you... And I know I'm losing you. I feel like you're slipping away when I look at you.

"I can't take the thought of knowing you suffered because I chose to leave you alone that day. Jason, you're so precious to me... And I'm terrified that if I let you talk about what happened, you'll say what I've been most afraid to hear," Bruce confessed. I wasn't in the mood for a serious conversation, but he was finally willing to speak about what happened to me.

"I don't hate you... And I don't blame you for what happened. I've been trying to tell you all this time," I paused, "I'm sure Dick told you I wanna die sometimes... But you don't realize what I have to experience every day."

Bruce exhaled through his nose. "Go ahead..."

"I wake up under debris almost every day... And then I lie about my nerve pain, which I know everyone can see. By the time I get to the mirror, I'm already so disheartened by the countless efforts I've made to appear normal that I barely notice my scars anymore. When I shower, my skin still hurts like the burns are fresh, and I want to cry, but if I do, I'd never get anything done. Then, I come down for breakfast... And sometimes the medications I'm on make me so sick I don't want to eat, but I know I'd be worse off if I didn't.

"Then I go to school, and you wouldn't believe what they say about me," I swallowed hard.

"Jason-."

"But I endure it because I know I have to... What I can't stomach is the isolation. Don't ice me out, Bruce," I begged. Bruce sighed.

"I don't know how-. I can't pretend that almost losing you didn't change the entire way I had to look at our life. You can't be Robin anymore, Jason, and I feel awful for having to take that away from you," Bruce whispered.

"You're saying our, but you mean mine. How can you expect me to step down from being Robin when you can't even walk away from being Batman?" I asked.

"Jason, it's been over a year, and you're still healing. I can't risk putting you out in the field again. Gotham needs Batman-."

"Bullshit," I snapped.

"Language-." "Oh! Go to hell! I told you about all my issues, thinking you would finally see me, and I realized you're no better than the rest of them!" I yelled. I couldn't help but get mad. I should've seen it coming. He'd never had the guts to say it, but I knew this was his way of shutting me out for good. It pissed me off. I threw my crutches and hobbled upstairs.

"Jason! Jason, you can't-!"

"Screw you!" I yelled as I went to my room. I slammed the door and packed my bag. I almost forgot I felt sick. He saw me as weak. That was the worst thing he could've ever opened his mouth to admit. He was no better than everyone that gaped and gawked at me. I was his walking tragedy, and I'd be damned if I let him treat me like a ghost.

I started packing with tears in my eyes. I wanted to get out of there before I said something vile. "Jason, don't be like this! Please come out and talk to me-."

"Bruce, I need to get the hell away from you before I say something I regret!" I hollered. "And I guarantee that if you follow me, I will never come home! Leave my crutches and get away from me!" I sat down and texted Tim. He was the only person I could trust at that moment. I asked him to come to get me, and he texted me immediately. I waited in my room until Tim texted me, and I left my bedroom. Bruce left my crutches in front of the door and retreated like always. I slung my duffel across my body like a messenger bag, hoping it wouldn't throw me off balance.

I swung the door open and left it like that. Tim took my bag and opened his mouth to ask if I was okay, but he kept quiet. It was for the best because I was in a particularly heinous mood. I fell asleep in the car and woke up in Tim's guest room. He was on the floor with Ives, eating pizza. My head throbbed, and I felt sicker than I did earlier. Ives glanced at me and got up to turn the lights down. "Sorry, were we too loud?" Ives questioned.

"No, I-. How long have I been out?" I asked.

"Thirty minutes... Maybe an hour," Tim answered, "Do you need an aspirin?"

I pressed my palms against my eyelids. "No thanks... Tim, do you-? Who carried me in?" I asked.

"We both did. Tim got you out of the car but wasn't strong enough to get you up the stairs. It was a team effort," Ives answered, "You're heavier than you look." I let out a soft chuckle despite the pounding in my head.

"Know how I asked you to move in with me?" I questioned. "Could it still work if it were the other way around?"

"You wanna live here?" Tim asked. I nodded. "Alright." I was shocked. I thought he'd say no, but he looked thrilled.

[totallynotaraccoonindiscuise]

hey guys do you wanna have a flash fic of dean doing the Gay Crisis Tango?

of course you do have some destiel highschool au where Dean sees Cas and cannot cope

Italicized stuff is flashbacks, sorry if theirs eyestrain!!

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Dean sat on his bed, starting at a wall across from him. It was his first day of school in this new shitty town and he was already starting to hate it.

The teachers were annoying, the classes were hard, and he was learning things he wasn't ready to know about himself.

"And this is our new student Dane Winchester!"

"Its Dean." Dean corrected, not in the mood to deal with annoying teachers.

"Right, Dean. Sorry." The teacher corrected himself.

Dean grabbed his hair and let himself give into gravity, falling onto his bed in the motel room he'd be staying in with Sam for supposedly only two weeks, but he knows his dad isn't good about that stuff.

"Alrighty Dane, you'll be over there with Mr. Novak."

"Its Dean." He insisted as he walked over to the desk the teacher, whos name he hadn't bothered learning, had gestured to and sat down.

It wasn't their first time staying in a town so small that the middle, elementary, and high school were all in the same building, having to share desks and only moving from class to class maybe three times a day, one of those being to go to lunch, but, this was definitely the most interesting iteration.

He sat down and looked over at his new desk mate for hopefully only two weeks, and immediately took back that last notion.

The man next to him, Novak, was it? Was... hot. Beautiful in ways Dean hadn't seen in anyone before. Messy brown hair stuck up in every direction, a grim look to his already stubbled face. Bright blue eyes, so blue they pierced Deans heart, lay heavy-set into his skull. Chapped, large pink lips that made Deans mind wander.

Dean immediately looked away, his face growing red and his heart pounding.

'What the fuck?' Dean thought to himself.

'No, no no no no no no no. I am NOT gay. I like women! I've had girlfriends! I am NOT into a guy ive never talked to.'

Dean laid now, after a long, tiring day of seeing that handsome guy he now knew as Castiel roam from class to class and going across rooms and sitting and- Dean had been watching him all day.

Walking back to the motel from school Sam had brought up his staring, as he was now also in highschool and noticed his brothers odd behavior.

Dean new better than to push his brother away and decided to open up.

"I think I might be bi."

Dean had always been aware of being gay and bi and such but his dad had made him think that things like that were just as unnatural as the monsters he hunted.

Sam, of course, immediately told him he was cool with it and asked him why he'd decided to tell him now.

Dean had told him the truth.

And now he's here. Wondering what the fuck changed to make him suddenly bi.

He thought back all the way to his first memories, as far as he could go. In his digging, he remembered the fourth grade, where his dad told him liking men as a man was as wrong as sucking blood. Why had his dad said that?

Then, it clicked.

He'd told his dad he had a crush on a boy in his class. He remembered now. How his dad had freaked out and beat him. Kicked him out of the house for a night. He couldn't believe he could forget something like that.

"Uh, hi?" Dean had said to the man next to him.

"hello." Jesus, even his voice was hot. Rough and deep with a twinge of sincerity.

"Fuck."

[lovincherries]

okay… so, ive never requested anything before but i had an idea and i didnt wanna ask anyone but the master of writing elvis things (you). could you write something about elvis and reader being best friends since they were little (him being like 2 or 3 years older) and whenever he got famous he made her travel with him. she began to fall for him when they were teenagers, but she never thought he liked her. so, when they’re on the road, she get jealous of all the girls and the hookups he has. and finally she gave in to her jealousy (note that she is still a virgin and hasn’t dated anyone like he has) and started flirting with one of the stagehands and he goes ballistic and they get in a fight and he finally shows her how he feels. so angsty, roughness, smut. ya know? if not its okayyyy.

Jealousy, Jealousy

a/n: thank you for saying I’m the master of writing elvis things!!! I love this. Very long bc ill be out of town for a few days and no updates :( Not proof read

warnings: loss of virginity, rough, jealously!!

You had known Elvis as long as you had been able to breathe, your parents were lifelong friends and that made you two as well. He was three years your senior, always preaching himself to be like a big brother to you. You had never seen him like that though, to you he was so much more than a brother. You loved him, and not in the way that everybody else thought you did, you loved loved him. You saw the whole world in his eyes, always looking up to him. He was always bound to be a star, he had that air about him. He had never felt the same about you, not that you knew of. You were just the little sister he never had.

When Elvis’ singing career took off, you were happy for him but you felt such a fear in your heart. He was going to forget about you, you just knew it. He was going to all the places, seeing all the women, and doing all the things that you could never accomplish. He was getting an excitement you could never give him. But, you were wrong. Elvis needed you he said, needed you to be around him. So, he took you on tour with him. You pushed those feelings you had from him in the farthest corner of your heart and your mind you possibly could.

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Elvis’ tour was going amazing, for him at least. All the girls ate him up like a piece of pie and you were sort of just there, just waiting for him to give you an ounce of attention. You felt pathetic. You were backstage, watching him flirt with this girl who was perfect. Her skin was perfectly clear, a perfect body, and a stupidly perfect laugh. You couldn’t help but roll your eyes as you watched him eat up every perfectly rehearsed word she was saying.

“Oh, you’re funny,” he laughed at something that was totally not funny at all. You just couldn’t understand why he was acting like a completely different person, the Elvis you knew would push her away.

You just rolled your eyes once more as their conversation continued, he didn’t even notice your irritation with the whole entire situation. You got up to leave to go talk to Willy, he was one of Elvis’ stagehands. He was funny, cute, and somebody to talk to. Elvis ignored you half the time so it was nice to have someone listen to you for the first time in a long time.

“Where ya goin’ Y/N?” He asked, confused why you were leaving so abruptly. You wanted to scoff at the confusion in his voice, like the answer wasn’t obvious. You didn’t let on to your irritation, or the jealousy rising from the pit of your stomach to your throat.

“Just to go walk around,” you replied, lying straight through your teeth. Elvis didn’t care much for Willy, said he was bad news. He told you to stay away from him, but you wouldn’t listen. He just nodded his head and resumed back into his conversation.

It only took a few minutes of walking around to find him, he was fixing some light that had broken during Elvis’ show that night. As soon as he saw you, he discarded the light to focus on you. It felt good to be wanted like this, something you wish Elvis would do.

“Hey Y/N,” Willy said cheerfully, fixing the hair that had fallen into his eyes. He truly was cute, with light brown hair and dark brown eyes that you could trust. He just wasn’t Elvis.

“Hey Willy,” you smiled back, going down to sit next to him. You sat closer than you normally would and you could tell that he noticed, looking down at the proximity between you too. You had never been this bold before, you had barely kissed a guy let alone began to flirt with one. But, you were on a mission tonight. A mission to forget about the boy that always plagued your mind.

“Whatcha working on?” You asked, even though the answer was obvious. Boys liked oblivious women, or it seemed Elvis did so you figured this might work on Willy. He had flirted with you in the past, but you never paid any mind to it before.

“This stupid light, the thing keeps breaking,” he said, taking the light from his lap and putting it to the side. He looked in your eyes, and although they were gorgeous they weren’t the right hue. They weren’t the color you wished to be looking in. You had to stop thinking about him, he would never care for you like you cared for him. He made that very obvious.

“Oh, that’s no good,” you replied, looking to the side. The eye contact was intense and you weren’t sure for how much longer you could hold it.

“Yeah, no good at all,” he said, his voice lowering. You looked back at him, looking in his eyes and you saw him looking at your lips. You saw his hair fall in his eyes and you reached to place the stray hairs back into their perfect place. He sucked in a breath as your fingers made contact with him.

“Sorry, it fell out of place,” you laughed. A smile that didn’t reach his eyes fell onto his face, he had an ulterior feeling behind his eyes. You slowly leaned into him, now your eyes were drifting from his eyes and to his lips. As soon as they were about to touch, you heard a voice.

“Y/N,” Elvis said, an anger hidden in his voice. No one else would have been able to detect it, but you. You and Willy broke away from each other, your cheeks red from almost getting caught kissing a boy. Elvis was always very protective over you, said he didn’t want anyone touching his “baby” sister.

“Elvis,” you countered, not fearing his reaction anymore. Before? You would’ve apologized profusely. But after what he pulled? Fucking all those girls in the room next to you? You had no reason to be sorry.

“Come here,” he demanded, not asking you. Willy looked around nervously, knowing that Elvis was his boss and he couldn’t cross him.

“No, I was having a conversation with my friend. I’m not leaving,” you refuted, you were not giving in to him anymore. You wouldn’t be that girl.

“Yes, you are,” his voice deepened at your disobedience, walking over to you briskly. His boots making a loud noise on the stage.

He grabbed your arm roughly, swooping you up before you had the chance to argue. “Elvis, stop!” You yelled, trying to pry your arm from his tight grip, but it only caused him to tighten it more.

"No, Y/N," he said gruffly. He was guiding you away from the boy you were just about to kiss. "You can't be doing shit like that, lookin' like a whore. He fucks anything that breaths." He stated, and his words wounded you. Like putting salt in a wound. Not only did he not want you, he had to hurt you in the process.

"What happens if that's what I want, huh?" You asked, facing him now. "What happens if I want someone to want me? Is that such a bad thing? What happens if I wanted to fuck him?" You asked, getting in his face now. You were just as angry as he was now, feeling the pent-up rage and jealousy that had been building up for months.

"Y/N," he said in warning, you were dangerously close to him but your anger blinded you.

"Why is it okay when you fuck any girl who looks at you, but I can't even kiss a god damn boy? You're holding me back cause you have this stupid big brother claim over me and I'm fuckin' over it." Your words rushed out before you could even think about them, you knew you were being harsh, but you couldn't help it. He hurt you every single day without fail, and now, you wanted to hurt him too.

You began to walk away from him, but his fingers found their way to your arm again. Preventing you from walking away, and if you had walked away, it would've been the last time he hurt you like this.

"What-" You asked, but before the words could fall from your lips, he kissed you roughly. It shocked you, not knowing what to do. Your lips froze in the very moment you've been dreaming of for years, but the sparks you felt were more real than anything. Although you froze, it only took seconds for you to kiss him back. It was rough, filled with anger, jealousy, and possession. His hands moved from your arms to your waist. He gripped you tight, as if you would float away if he didn't hold you down.

It was everything and more that you had dreamed of, but you had to break away from the kiss. If this was out of some jealousy he felt, he needed to stop. He shouldn't only want you when he couldn't have you.

"Elvis," you said softly, your foreheads touched, and your lungs gulped in the air. "Don't hurt me, please. If I'm not what you want, please stop now," you begged, you sounded weak and meek. It wasn't how you wanted him to see you, but you needed him to see your vulnerability. You needed him to know, without saying the words, that you had been in love with him for years.

"I won't, I promise," he responded, nodding his head.

You kissed him again, hoping he would keep this promise to you. All the other ones be damned, if he kept this one promise to you, that would be all you needed. This kiss was equally as rough, like he was trying to imprint himself onto you. Little did he know, he had already ruined you for any other man.

"Let's go to my room?" He asked, but it came off as a demand, "please," he added.

You couldn't find the words to say, so you just nodded your head. You knew his intentions, but you were willing to give him anything he asked. You wanted to give him all of you.

Your heart was pounding in your chest as you two found your way to the room, a heat pooling in your underwear as well. It was completely silent in the room when you first arrived, he just stared at you like a hunter stalking its prey. You gulped as he began to unbutton his shirt, looking directly into your eyes as he did. You were sat on the bed, he loomed over you. His presence was dark now, unlike his usual light essence.

"I didn't like seeing you like that, Y/N," he stated, his shirt now forgotten on the ground. He was now standing directly in front of you. His hand gripped your chin, forcing you to look up into his eyes. His tight grip should've hurt, should've scared you. It only excited you for what was to come.

"Like what?" You questioned, confused.

"Acting like a whore for another man," he stated, his voice had a dark tone to it that sent shock waves to your private parts. You were naive to all things like this, never really feeling this way about any man before.

"I-I wasn't acting like a whore," you stuttered out, slightly offended that he saw you in that light. You didn't even kiss the guy.

"Yes, you were. Only whores try and make someone jealous," he countered, crawling over you know. You laid directly under him, short, rapid breaths coming out of your lungs. He seemed completely unaffected.

"I-I," you stuttered out once again, not able to find the words. His hands drifted down to your hips, lifting your dress to expose your soaked panties. He let out a chuckle seeing the wet fabric, and it only left you feeling embarrassed. You buried your head into his shoulder to prevent him seeing the heat that had risen on your cheeks.

You wanted him to know that you had never done this before, wanted him to know that he would be your first and your last. He was always destined to be it for you. "Elvis," you said, forcing him to look at you, stopping his prying eyes.

"What darlin?" He asked, still taking in your body fully with his eyes. But your hands guided his head up, forcing him to look at your fully. His eyes looked nervous now, as if he was worried you were going to ask him to stop.

"I-I haven't done this before," you said under your breath, hoping that he would get what you mean.

"I know," was all he said in response, he knew that you were waiting for him. It was only a matter of time before he would give into his urges for you. He mistakenly took his feelings, he wasn't possessive over you in a brotherly way, but in a loving way.

"Oh," you responded, shocked that he knew. He knew you had only seen one guy before, but he wasn't man enough to take you.

He derailed from the topic, not really all that concerned about your virginity. "So gorgeous, can't believe you've been hiding this from me for all these years," he stated in shock, looking down at your body that you always hid with baggy clothes.

"So wet for me, haven't even done anything to ya," he stated, kissing up your neck. He finally let his hips find their home between yours, which made a gasp climb itself out of your mouth. He was hard, ungodly hard. His hands were touching you everywhere now, finding themselves under your dress, grasping your ample breasts.

"Hated seeing you so close to another man like that, could've killed him then and there," he whispered, his hand now drifting to your panties. His fingers lightly traced the outline of your folds through your underwear, which caused your back to shudder in response.

"Elvis," you lightly moaned. He moved his fingers slightly under your panties, shifting them to the side slightly, just barely brushing against the wetness of your folds. Your breaths hitched in anticipation, waiting for the next move. He was teasing you.

All of the sudden, he bit your neck. Hard. You whimpered out in pain, it was surely going to bruise. He kissed it after he finished.

"Didn't think you would have it that easy after the stunt you pulled today, did ya?" He asked, climbing off of you now. You missed the heat he radiated, wishing he would've done something, anything to relieve the ache in between your legs.

"Turn over, want you on your hands and knees," he stated, unbuttoning his pants in the process. He was now only left in his boxers, and you were left gawking at the size of the imprint in them.

You did exactly what he asked, wanting whatever he had to give you. He could take you any way he wanted you. He climbed on the bed soon after you, he lifted you up so your back was pressed to his chest. He lifted the dress above your head, unclasping your bra in the process.

"So gorgeous, and all for me," he slightly jutted his hips into your ass.

"But you've been a very bad girl, Y/N. Leaving me feeling all green," he said, his hands tracing your spine. It was all so intimate; he was invading all of your senses. You wanted every bit of him, everything he had to offer.

All of the sudden, his hand forced your head into the mattress, forcing your ass to jut into the air. "I don't like to feel jealous, Y/N. Makes me feel weak, I don't like to feel weak," he leaned over you now.

"So, I think you need to be punished," he stated, it was all so hypocritical. He did the same exact thing, if not worse than you, yet you were getting punished for it. You weren't dare going to voice your complaints out of fear that he would stop.

"So," he said confidently, "I'm gonna spank you and you're not gonna say a word. If you say anything at all, I'm gonna stop and you're not gonna get anything," he said in that deep voice. His southern drawl did something inexplicably to you. You could only nod your head in response, not able to find the words, even if he wanted you to speak them.

"Good girl," you could've moaned at his words. In all honesty, you could've gotten off on the words that he spoke alone, his honesty left a wetness overflowing in your underwear. You would surely have to throw them away after this.

He rubbed your ass with his bare palm, his rings still placed on his fingers. The coolness of the metal sending an aching coldness that would've normally forced you to scootch away from him, but instead you leaned into his touch. You loved the gentleness he was giving you.

Smack. You jumped in response, the slap on your ass stung. You wanted to whine in response, tell him that it hurt you.

He rubbed the mark he surely left on your ass, "good girls get what they want, Y/N, remember that from here on out," he whispered, his breath tickling your ear. You nodded in response, wanting the affirmation to fall from your lips. You wished you could tell him that you were all his and you would never do it again, but you wouldn't out of fear that he would stop.

Smack. He had no words to say this time, his anger manifested as red handprints on your ass now. Elvis was always very possessive over you, but never to this extent before.

Smack. This one was harder than the last, without any rubs to soothe it either.

Smack. This was the hardest now, the pain sent tears prickling to your eyes.

Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Each slap sent electric jolts all throughout your body, shockwaves went straight to your pussy. He now soothed the marks that he left, lightly rubbing your ass.

"Speak," he demanded, but you couldn't. All you could let out was a small whimper. "What do you want, Y/N?" He asked, demanding an answer from you.

"You, all of you," your voice came out hoarse from the pain.

He moved out from behind you, laying down on the bed. He pulled his boxers down to reveal his aching member, it was a light pink and it was perfect. It was the perfect length and girth, but you would expect no less from him. He was perfect, of course all of him would be. He spit on his hand, and now began rubbing it up and down his member, sufficiently coating himself in his spit. Watching this erotica caused you to have to squeeze your legs together, releasing the pressure that was building up.

"Y/N," he moaned, bucking his hips into his hands. Your mouth was practically drooling at the sight, "get on top of me, move your panties to the side. Wanna take you just like this," he said, his eyes squeezed shut.

You did exactly what he asked, no fear of pain or anything. You were as wet as you could possibly be, now was the time to take him. He sat up as you straddled his lap, your chest pressed firmly to his.

"So perfect," he mumbled, kissing the tops of your breasts. Your hips ached from accommodating the width of his. But you weren't focused on the pain, you were only focused on the pleasure you were feeling. He lifted your hips up, his fingers now tracing your bare folds to make sure you were sufficiently slick. You were. He smirked after realizing it. He now fully pushed your panties to the side, lowering your hips so your folds were suffocating his member. The heat from his body only caused you to become that much more wet. He guided his length up and down your folds before you found your voice.

"Don't you need to-" you started to say before he cut you off.

"No," was all he said, lifting your hips up. Your entrance was now kissing his lip, and you were no longer going to resist this. This intimacy is what you craved from him for so long. He just barely entered you, already stretching you so much. There had never been more than your own exploring finger in you, so this was a stretch.

Your head found its way into his shoulder once more, you didn't want him to see the tears fall from your eyes as he entered you. It was painful, but in a good way.

"Shhh, sh, just relax," he comforted you, rubbing your back as he slowly entered you. You tried your best, but you felt so absolutely full, there was no way to begin to relax. He soon bottomed out in, gasping in the feeling. Although you were in pain, it felt good to make him feel good. It's what drove you, it drove you to find his approval. To see him with his eyes screwed shut, tight with pleasure. Breathy moans coming out of his mouth even though you weren't moving, it made the tears and the stretch worth it.

"So tight for me," he groaned as he was still bottomed out in you, you had to adjust to his large size for minutes or you wouldn't be able to take him. He opened his eyes, taking in your bare body. Your most private parts combined, he looked down, seeing that you took every inch of him. You could've came from this feeling alone, the pleasure of being admired and the pain of being so full.

"All for you," you moaned into his ears, slightly bobbing your hips up and down now.

"Y/N," he moaned. Watching you move your hips up and down, his hand glided up your body, slowly. Tracing the bite mark he left earlier.

His hand found its' home at your throat, slightly squeezing on it as he began fucking up into you. You were adjusting to the pain now, completely ready for him to take you as he wanted.

"Willy could never have you like this, all fucking mine," he rutted into you hard now, placing an emphasis on every single word. He wanted you to know that no man could ever have you like this.

"Should put a baby in ya, no man would ever want you then," he started, his hands gripping at your back now, forcing you to stay into place as his hips thrusted into you hard. You knew your cervix would be bruised and you would be fucked raw, but you didn't care. You wanted him to have you how he wanted you.

Your head fell into the nape of his neck, sucking at it, marking him as he had marked you. "Do it," you murmured into the skin, wanting him to have you any way he wanted you. One of his hands found their way to your clit, sending pleasure all throughout your body. You had never, ever felt this good before. The mixture of being full and his words did something incredible to you, something you couldn't explain.

"Elvis," you moaned, your hips now meeting his. You needed him, needed him like you needed oxygen to breathe.

"Just like that baby," he said, his hips stuttering into yours. He could hardly keep his eyes open with the vice grip your pussy held onto him with.

"Mine, all mine," he quickened his pace, with both his hand on your clit and his thrusts. You wanted to run away from the pleasure he was giving you, but also stay right in place for him.

"So close, baby," he groaned into your ear. He now was thrusting into you, hard. Hitting your cervix. every. single. time.

"M-me, too," you stuttered, not able to find the words in the back of your throat to describe the way he was making you feel. The breath stuck in your lungs and a ball forming in your stomach.

"I love you," he said on one last particularly hard thrust, causing the ball to pop in your stomach and for you to see stars. He finished at the same time, his hands forcing your hips down completely onto him. Your walls were milking his cock, his juices finding their way home into you.

After your orgasm, your breaths were rapid and your vision blurred. You had never felt so good before in your life, you rested your forehead against his. Your mixed juices now leaking out of you around him.

"I love you too," you breathily laughed out, crazy how this night took a complete turn...

a/n: honestly, I don't love it! but i wanted y'all to have something while im on vacay.

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[kei-maki]

Thank you for doing a matchup trade with me <3 here's my matchup!

FANDOM: I would like a ADULT MALE MATCHUP for hazbin hotel, please. I don't wanna be matched with angel dust or husk (I have no problem but I don't see myself being romantic partners with them)

ABOUT ME: My name is Jaxrel! People call me "Jax" for short. also use other names like Himawari, Rin, etc, He/Him (They/Them is acceptable), I'm a Trans Man who's pansexual and I've been diagnosed with mental illness and disorders that I do not wish sharing ATM.

Personality(+ Notes): I'm a ENTP Ravenclaw, 5w4, Extroverted. I'm a very chill and intelligent person, I'm very polite and sweet! at first awkward, shy and distant when meeting people, extremely independent, when comfortable I talk about a lot of stuff for hours, loud talker, emotions come off as sarcastic or silly (due to autism), confident, straightforward (I have a urge to correct someone of faulty information), uses "big" words, good sense of humor, playful, entertaining, optimistic, mischievous, curious(l'm nosy and I love gossip), i can be a rule breaker(sometimes don't mean to), dad/ tharapist friend, when | go out | bring water bottles, first aid kit, chapsticks) just in case, chill but some people would say I have some "repressed anger issues, get a reallyyy overractive Brain, tend to get deep and philosophical when I'm left on my own for to long, I can be verbally aggressive when prevoked. If this helps more the characters I kin a lot are: Victor Nikiforov (Yuri On Ice), Tei (Nameless), Cutthroat (Akudama Drive, Except the Bloodlust cutthroat has.), Ranpo Edogawa (Bungo Stray Dogs), Dazai Osamu (Bungo Stray Dogs), Space Ishtar (Fate), Okita Souji (Fate), Langa Hasegawa (Sk8 The Infinity), Sherlock Holmes (TGAA), Zack (Final Fantasy 7), Vash The Stampede (Trigun), Roy Mustang (Fullmetal Alchemist), Otonashi Yuzuru (Angel Beats), Karma Akabane (Assassination Classroom), Vanitas (Study Case of Vanitas), Zoe Hange (AOT), Shinoa Hiragi (Seraph of The End) + more

things I love about myself: when someone is going through anything or needs help with anything they will call me before anyone else, i have an ugly laugh so guaranteed if i laugh someone else will as well, how much i love animals if i see a stray around my house i will adopt it immediately, if i see a stranger crying in public my eyes will not leave them alone until i get the courage to walk up to them and ask whats wrong, i am very confrontational i will always stand up for whats right no matter how scary the situation may be, how greedy i am for money but when i love someone i will spend the world on them, how excited i get for little things like when someone buys me redbull, monster, cherry pepsi or chocolate pretzels/strawberries my day cant be ruined, how in touch i am with being grateful if someone helps me in anyway or does something in general to benefit me i will never forget it, dont take people for granted, ive been told anytime someone hangs out with me that being with me feels safe and peaceful, pay attention to the little things, how even though i dont care about plushies i have been given some and i make sure to kiss them all goodnight in case they are actually real and see what happens, if i know someone is having a hard mental health day i will clean for them/ get them icecream and be patient till they are ready to talk about it, without fail a quiet person will always be loud with me, i am the type of person who just wants people i love to be happy even if its not with me, i will always choose them i dont say i love you until i mean it i will celebrate the people i love, i am very observant if i see that someone wants something i will get it for them no matter what, i will make it my mission to compliment a stranger that looks like they are having a hard time so their day is a little better, how i say i love kids even though if they can be annoying i will protect them with my life and im so gentle with them, I am not ashamed of what i love like anime for example even though when I was teased for it when I was little i never once hid that i loved it even if i dont like a song that someone shows me i will be hyper while listening to it so they dont feel small and embarrassed around me, how soft i become when someone holds my hand, I love psychical affection a lot so it's not a problem for me, i love how hardworking i am, whether its how much i love actually working or just getting out of bed knowing how hard my mind is fighting i love how i have gotten up everyday despite how challenging it is to, i am an emotional person but i will always cry for a sad scene in a movie, if i love someone, they'll be seen.

MORE KINS: hiyori tomoe (enstars), yoosung kim (mystic messenger), jumin han (mystic messenger), hanako (tbhk), felix kranken (twf), albedo (genshin impact), shoya ishida (a silent voice), tom (eddsworld). eridan (homestuck), karkat (homestuck), shu itsuki (enstars), miyamura izumi (horimiya), micheal afton (FNAF), lolbit (FNAF), mangle (FNAF), natsume sakasaki (enstars), sora harukawa (enstars), urumi akamaki (alice in borderland), V (mystic messenger), hagumi kitazawa (bandori), matsubara kanon (bandori), shinji ikari (neon genesis evangelion), minami kotobuki (oshi no ko), lain iwakura (serial experiments lain), hajime hinata (danganronpa), k-angel (needy streamer overdose) and more LOL.

Looks: Half Polish and Vietnamese and Half Middle Eastern(Iraqi)/Filipino, I'm very skinny like just flat, I have hazel eyes and some slight flecks of amber and blue, I have upturned eyes but they seem like they are almond shaped but they aren't too noticeable, I think I have a heart shaped face but from different angles it looks more diamond shaped(?), I'm approximately 5'8, 1 have a dimple only on my chin, I have dyed black hair, I also have bangs too, my clothing style tends to stretch widely from comfy to... a lot like this! I wear gyaru (hime gal, himekaji, agejo, gyaruo, rokku, manba, banba, kogal, tsuyome, and kigurumi), goth (trad goth, romantic goth, mall goth, cyber goth, and victorian goth), scenemo/emo (ofc), & vkei ouji and lolita, I can also pull off a kpop idol look, i also wear a lot of cool dresses and suits, I also wear Y2K and I also dress in alternative clothing a LOT, I wear a lot of other harajuku styles such as, jirai kei, decora and more so on, I’ve also been told I look like choso (JJK) and dazai osamu (BSD).

hobbies: gaming, anthropology, pathology, theology, zoology, music, dancing, filmmaking, art (drawing, painting, pottery, digital art, etc), learning different instruments/languages, cosplaying, skateboarding, tabletop RPG's, taking pictures of things that I think are pretty, collecting figurines/stuffed animals and puppetry, science/history, soccer(football)/volleyball/ basketball and swimming, cooking/baking, art is definitely my main hobby I dedicate a lot of time to it, I can play 5 instruments which is the piano, cello, koto and bass/electric guitar, I know 6 languages (look in my bio hehe) and I'm learning more right now (which is hindi, vietnamese and taglong if your interested).

Likes: Chocolate, Strawberries, Iced Coffee and Boba Tea, Anime/ Manga, Music, Food, Winning in arguments online or irl, Reading, Cats, Sharks, Animals in general, Cold/or Rainy Weather, Shopping, Abstract or Romance movies, Kdrama(pretty much any asian dramas), Spicy or Sweet Food, Ramen.

Dislikes: Loud Noises, Slow Walkers, People who don't know when to close their mouths when chewing and hot weather.

Love Languages: all of them, LOL. (giving). gift giving, words of affirmation & physical touch (receiving).

Thank you so much! Have a good day!

IM SO SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONGGGGG

But based on the information you’ve given me, I match you up with…

🐤❤️Lucifer ❤️🐤

I KNOW YOU SAID YOU LIKED HIM BUT I HAD HIM IN MIND BEFORE YOU SAID THAT, LET ME EXPLAIN

- First of all, would go shopping with you if you ever asked if he wanted to, might be a bit skidding since it’s you know, OUTSIDE, but if it’s for you he’ll do it

- Doesn’t care what you’re wearing, he thinks you look amazing regardless and will heavily praise you

- PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE P L E A S E Spoon him, especially since you’re taller, he will literally melt in your arms, whisper sweet nothings into his ear before bed while you do and he’ll start crying from feeling so loved

- Honestly pick him up and he won’t even question it, he’ll just be like “oh ok”

- Will definitely show off his wings to compensate for the height though

- He has given you a duck of every kin you listed, and overall just for everything you like or represents something you like, all presents, he just came up to you blushing, like a penguin with a rock, one day and was like “here” and he hasn’t stopped since, and probably never will

- I feel like speaking of presents, that’s a good transition into love languages. This man will gladly accept all of them and definitely needs it. As everyone can tell he needs words of affirmation and physical touch he is touch starved, so like previously said, hold him and tell him he’s the best and he’ll melt. And gifts? If you’re from you they’re the best thing in the world, even if it’s something like a cracker with a flag on it he’ll call it cute and share it with you. Will spend all his time with you, being the shut in he is, and is beyond grateful for you helping around the palace, it helps take away the thought of some of his responsibilities so he can just rest and spend time with you

- As for YOU he will definitely return the favor, always telling you you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to him, that you’re his entire life, all while constantly cuddling you and peppering kisses all over your face, and giving you the most extravagant things He’ll has to offer, but if that’s too much for you? Don’t worry, how’s a chocolate scented cat shark plushie sound? Or how about that new manga volume you told him about that you wanted?

(Something like this visually for the plushie)

- I feel like he doesn’t like loud noises either (unless HES the loud noise, which might cause problems between you two), so he’s got noise canceling headphones at the ready to summon at a moment’s notice

- Movie/show date nights watching any anime, kdrama, or hopelessly romantic movie you want

- Will make your tea for you (and will spill it in regards to the hotel of course)

- Info dump to him and he will gladly listen, engraining every single detail to memory, asks questions and shows genuine interest as well

- With you both being mischievous and playful, and you having a contagious laugh, I can see many laughing fits over the silliest of things

- If you spoil him with gifts his heart will flutter, it’s usually the other way around

- Not at all afraid to show you off either, all the PDA in the world. Want to hold his hand? (I’ll take that hand now-) He has four now so he can do that AND hug you, no one has a doubt in their minds that you’re together, he will proclaim his love to you with a 99 power point slide on the News with no hesitation

- Will honest on his fathers name kill anyone who makes you feel like shit or like you have to hide your wonderful personality. That double Hell comment Angel made in the pilot? Yeah, that’s what’s gonna happen if ANYONE messes with you

And… I think that’s it? Lmk if you want more though! I’m not sure if this was long enough ;-; but I hope you enjoyed it! This was actually pretty fun to do!

[lifmera]

Thank you for doing a matchup trade with me <3 here's my matchup!

FANDOM: I would like a ADULT MALE MATCHUP for hazbin hotel, genshin impact and black butler please! I don't wanna be matched with angel dust or husk I have no problem but I don't see myself being romantic partners with them)

ABOUT ME: My name is Jaxrel! People call me "Jax" for short. also use other names like Himawari, Rin, etc, He/Him (They/Them is acceptable), I'm a Trans Man who's pansexual and I've been diagnosed with mental illness and disorders that I do not wish sharing ATM.

Personality(+ Notes): I'm a ENTP Ravenclaw, 5w4, Extroverted. I'm a very chill and intelligent person, I'm very polite and sweet! at first awkward, shy and distant when meeting people, extremely independent, when comfortable I talk about a lot of stuff for hours, loud talker, emotions come off as sarcastic or silly (due to autism), confident, straightforward (I have a urge to correct someone of faulty information), uses "big" words, good sense of humor, playful, entertaining, optimistic, mischievous, curious(l'm nosy and I love gossip), i can be a rule breaker(sometimes don't mean to), dad/ tharapist friend, when | go out | bring water bottles, first aid kit, chapsticks) just in case, chill but some people would say I have some "repressed anger issues, get a reallyyy overractive Brain, tend to get deep and philosophical when I'm left on my own for to long, I can be verbally aggressive when prevoked. If this helps more the characters I kin a lot are: Victor Nikiforov (Yuri On Ice), Tei (Nameless), Cutthroat (Akudama Drive, Except the Bloodlust cutthroat has.), Ranpo Edogawa (Bungo Stray Dogs), Dazai Osamu (Bungo Stray Dogs), Space Ishtar (Fate), Okita Souji (Fate), Langa Hasegawa (Sk8 The Infinity), Sherlock Holmes (TGAA), Zack (Final Fantasy 7), Vash The Stampede (Trigun), Roy Mustang (Fullmetal Alchemist), Otonashi Yuzuru (Angel Beats), Karma Akabane (Assassination Classroom), Vanitas (Study Case of Vanitas), Zoe Hange (AOT), Shinoa Hiragi (Seraph of The End) + more

things I love about myself: when someone is going through anything or needs help with anything they will call me before anyone else, i have an ugly laugh so guaranteed if i laugh someone else will as well, how much i love animals if i see a stray around my house i will adopt it immediately, if i see a stranger crying in public my eyes will not leave them alone until i get the courage to walk up to them and ask whats wrong, i am very confrontational i will always stand up for whats right no matter how scary the situation may be, how greedy i am for money but when i love someone i will spend the world on them, how excited i get for little things like when someone buys me redbull, monster, cherry pepsi or chocolate pretzels/strawberries my day cant be ruined, how in touch i am with being grateful if someone helps me in anyway or does something in general to benefit me i will never forget it, dont take people for granted, ive been told anytime someone hangs out with me that being with me feels safe and peaceful, pay attention to the little things, how even though i dont care about plushies i have been given some and i make sure to kiss them all goodnight in case they are actually real and see what happens, if i know someone is having a hard mental health day i will clean for them/ get them icecream and be patient till they are ready to talk about it, without fail a quiet person will always be loud with me, i am the type of person who just wants people i love to be happy even if its not with me, i will always choose them i dont say i love you until i mean it i will celebrate the people i love, i am very observant if i see that someone wants something i will get it for them no matter what, i will make it my mission to compliment a stranger that looks like they are having a hard time so their day is a little better, how i say i love kids btw i will protect them with my life and im so gentle with them, I am not ashamed of what i love like anime for example even though when I was teased for it when I was little i never once hid that i loved it even if i dont like a song that someone shows me i will be hyper while listening to it so they dont feel small and embarrassed around me, how soft i become when someone holds my hand, I love psychical affection a lot so it's not a problem for me, i love how hardworking i am, whether its how much i love actually working or just getting out of bed knowing how hard my mind is fighting i love how i have gotten up everyday despite how challenging it is to, i am an emotional person but i will always cry for a sad scene in a movie, if i love someone, they'll be seen.

MORE KINS: hiyori tomoe (enstars), yoosung kim (mystic messenger), jumin han (mystic messenger), hanako (tbhk), felix kranken (twf), albedo (genshin impact), shoya ishida (a silent voice), tom (eddsworld). eridan (homestuck), karkat (homestuck), shu itsuki (enstars), miyamura izumi (horimiya), micheal afton (FNAF), lolbit (FNAF), mangle (FNAF), natsume sakasaki (enstars), sora harukawa (enstars), urumi akamaki (alice in borderland), V (mystic messenger), hagumi kitazawa (bandori), matsubara kanon (bandori), shinji ikari (neon genesis evangelion), rei ayanami (neon genesis evangelion), minami kotobuki (oshi no ko), lain iwakura (serial experiments lain), hajime hinata (danganronpa), k-angel (needy streamer overdose) and more :)

Looks: Half Polish and Vietnamese and Half Middle Eastern(Iraqi)/Filipino, I'm very skinny like I look mostly flat, I have hazel eyes and some slight flecks of amber and blue, I have upturned eyes but they seem like they are almond shaped but they aren't too noticeable, I think I have a heart shaped face but from different angles it looks more diamond shaped(?), I'm approximately 5'8, I have a dimple only on my chin, I have dyed black hair, I also have bangs too, my clothing style tends to stretch widely from comfy to... a lot like this! I wear gyaru (hime gal, himekaji, agejo, gyaruo, rokku, manba, banba, kogal, tsuyome, and kigurumi), goth (trad goth, romantic goth, mall goth, cyber goth, and victorian goth), scenemo/emo (ofc), & vkei ouji and lolita, I can also pull off a kpop idol look, i also wear a lot of cool dresses and suits, I also wear Y2K and I also dress in alternative clothing a LOT, I wear a lot of other harajuku styles such as, jirai kei, decora and more so on.

hobbies: gaming, anthropology, pathology, theology, zoology, music, dancing, filmmaking, art (drawing, painting, pottery, digital art, etc), learning different instruments/languages, cosplaying, skateboarding, tabletop RPG's, taking pictures of things that I think are pretty, collecting figurines/stuffed animals and puppetry, science/history, soccer(football)/volleyball/ basketball and swimming, cooking/baking, art is definitely my main hobby I dedicate a lot of time to it, I can play 5 instruments which is the piano, cello, koto and bass/electric guitar, I know 6 languages and I'm learning more right now.

Likes: Chocolate, Strawberries, Iced Coffee and Boba Tea, Anime/ Manga, Music, Food, Winning in arguments online or irl, Reading, Cats, Sharks, Animals in general, Cold/or Rainy Weather, Shopping, Playing Tabletop RPG's, Abstract or Romance movies, Kdrama(pretty much any asian dramas), Spicy or Sweet Food, Ramen.

Dislikes: Loud Noises, Slow Walkers, People who don't know when to close their mouths when chewing and hot weather.

Love Languages: physical touch, acts of service & words of affirmation(pretty much everything LOL) (giving). gift giving, words of affirmation & physical touch (receiving)

Thank you so much! Have a good day!

HEY HUN!!! IM SO GLAD WE ARE DOING IT!!

Im so happy someone asked for black butler finally!!

I’ve decided to pair you with……. GRELLE, AJAX & LUCIFER!

She would LOVE that you are extroverted.

She finally has someone to talk to who isn’t boring !!

She also loves that you are independent! It’s what attracted her to you!

It also allows her to be able to do her job without having to worry too much for you- but DONT get me wrong. She LOVES to take care of you.

She loves to listen to you, all day every day. Talk about your day to her. My girl always has an ear out. Honestly she probably has a sixth sense when it comes to you.

She definitely is nosy asf. She wants to get in EVERYONES BUSINESS !! You guys could probably spend a week on gossiping about the same person.

She honestly also has her own problems- and DEFINITELY forgets shit to bring or do. She will rely on you 24/7. She needs someone to rant to sometimes- being a grim reaper is so harrrd!

She definitely does not mind the anger issues. Sebastian was mean enough- if anything she definitely would like it if you yelled at her!!

She probably would laugh a little bit if you started to get philosophical with her- but thats also because she literally will have no clue on whats happening. - she’d beg you to explain it to her too.

If you have an ugly laugh- she does too. You both would be CACKLING 24/7.

She loves that you care for other people- and animals too! It would warm her heart so much. Although she’d be jealous!! She wants most of your attention.

She’d buy you anything or do anything to see you happy. She loves whenever you get happy!! She’d totally buy you shit like chocolate covered pretzels and watch you eat them with a HUGE grin on her face.

Not gonna lie though. She HATES kids. But she’ll try for you 🩷

She genuinely loves that you take care of other people- and kiss your plushies?? Thats so CUTE- HER NEXT???!!

If you told her you loved her? You would hear it maybe like 1600x times a day. She’s def super clingy.

If you went out of your way to try and make her happy- she would literally want to take a BITE put of you. How came she resist?? You are just too sweet :)

She will always be there next to you in the mornings, when you have a tough time getting up. She’s been there on her hard days. She doesn’t want the same thing to happen to you.

With all those hobbies?? She’d definitely make you help her learn stuff. Piano? Teach her !!! Guitar? Oh my god ?!! LANGUAGES?? Speak to her and even if you called her a donkey she’d be all over you.

She’d love to hear about your special interests or more about your hobbies. Like ?? Teach me to skateboard?!!!

She’d cosplay with you. She’d love to do it!!

She LOVES your sense of style. Its so different compared to what she’d normally see? Like pick me? Choose me ? Love me?

Whenever you choose a new style- she’s always in the back supporting you. She loves to show off to other people too. Like- thats MY man.

She literally loves any love language. SHE IS INLOVE WITH HER S/O AND WOULD DO ANYTHINNGGG FOR THEM!!

She definitely would want to bake with you tho. She cant bake for shit, but she tries.

She also will definitely LOVE your art. She needs pictures and photographs constantly. She’d probably hang them on the fridge or put them in her pockets to look at whenever shes working.

Now to Tartie

My man….

Ajax was definitely drawn in at first by your sense of style. He would’ve been staring from across the street with a smirk on his face.

Until he see’s you again. He HAS to say something this time!

He definitely wants to listen to you talk !

You love kids?? God he already loves you? He has so many siblings! And honestly he probably wants a big ass family.

He started to become drawn in by your personality. He needs someone who can be independent while he’s constantly working with the fatui.

Let’s be honest. This man is a GOSSIP. He finna chat chat chat with you all day every day. He mever shuts up.

He loves to hear you laugh. It brings him so much joy Everytime.

Although he feels safe constantly- he knows he can trust his siblings around you,

He definitely would be more reserved when it comes to himself, he’d love that you are the dad friend.

He’s totally gonna forget shit to do- and he can’t always take care of his siblings!

He loves that you have a big heart. Not many people do anymore- it caused him to truly become attached.

He’s so happy that you aren’t ashamed to like what you like- neither is he! Be proud!!

He loves physical affection too- but unfortunately is never really around much for it. He’d always give you tons of kisses on the forehead in the morning before he leaves though.

He’d also try to make ip to you with a bitch ton of presents and gifts for you. Like “ I’m so sorry sweetheart- but i hope this puts a smile on your face :)”

But if he stays at home? He’s gonna want to rot in bed with you and cuddle!

Honestly. He’d probably also have a shit ton of plushies too. But he’d get jealous if you gave them all kisses and not him!!

He isn’t really emotional- but he’ll definitely try to comfort you! I think at first he’d suck- but he has so many siblings he knows what to do!!

Your hobbies?? Always keeps him doing something with you! Like talk to me in a different language?

He’d LOVE to challenge you to sports!! Although he’ll definitely become a tadd bitt too competitive . He just gets lost in it!

He definitely makes you do some pottery with him, and drinks or eats out of the stuff you guys make together.

Probably will fall off a skateboard 16 different times.

He LOVES watching movies with you. I think he’d genuinely enjoy K dramas. This man is DRAMATIC.

He would buy you so many things to make up for lost time together :((

Luci’s Turn!

I mean come on… how could I not.

He was drawn into everything about you. Your style- your heart??

He saw the way you treated Charlie and he was like “that’s mine now.”

He would LOVE to listen to you talk while he’s making some ducks!!

I think you’d both have some rotting in bed moments though!!

Let’s be honest. He needs someone to take care of him. He won’t do it by himself. He’s too scared to even call his daughter.

He will definitely confide in you about EVERYTHING. He has nobody else that he trusts. (Other than charlie but….)

He loves to hear about anything! Gossip to him.. even though hes an old man he’d be like “she did WHATTTT?? NO WAYYY”

I think Lucifer would be pretty hard to get mad at honestly.

He also loves to hear your philosophy stuff! He’s always asking what you think about, and why. He want’s to hear the thought process behind it.

He LOVES that you are also so sweet to Charlie. It makes his heart swell.

Honestly he’s huge on physical touch. If he could he’d always have you touching him in some way. Whether it be cuddling in bed with your 1000 plushies, or having you sit on his laps while he makes a duck that looks like you!!

He LOVES your style. It makes him feel like he has something new to look forward to everyday. He also likes to guess which you’ll wear!

Personally i think Lucifer probably knows every language known to man- but he’d want you to talk to him in a different language! He’d definitely flirt with you!

Play music for this old man please!! He’d love to hear you strum the guitar while he’s doing something!

Or art!! He’d make paintings with you- although he sucks. He’d hang up pictures or drawings that you took, and frame them.

He loves that you aren’t afraid to do what you want! Or speak what you want! It allows him to feel free.

He thinks puppetry is SO COOL. Like honestly- teach me NOW. He’d probably get the strings knotted though.

He’d love to listen about your love for animals- he’d probably buy you one too. As long as it makes you happy.

He’d do anything to see a smile on your face. Buy chocolates, red bull, more plushies, strawberries? He is already on it.

Also wants you to kiss him to sleep.

He doesn’t go anywhere ever- so he’ll always be for you during your low times. He’ll help you through everything.

He’s super clingy too. He’d want you to give him quality time!

He’d beg you to watch movies or shows with you. He’d also get ADDICTED to them. Probably starts SOBBING during K-Dramas.

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HI LOVE!! I HOPE THIS WAS OKAY FOR YOU!! I ENJOYED THIS SO MUCH ! 🩷🩷

[sxtaep]

Hey how did your date with M go? 🥹

EEEEEEK IT WENT SO GOOD 😭😭🩷🩷 we had such a good time.

the day started with me meeting him at the train station, and i was so worried i wouldn’t recognise him 🤣🤣🤣 but i did and he seemed to recognise me straight away because he was smiling the whole time walking up to me 🥹

we hugged and just chatted and we went to a local cafe to get some drinks before heading out.

we went on a half an hour walk through Kensington Park (WHICH IS SO BEAUTIFUL MIGHT I ADD) and we took a bunch of photos together, and videos AND HE WAS LETTING ME HOLD HIS ARM WHILE WE WALKED 😭😭🩷🩷

we made plans to go to the Natural History Museum but the queue was so damn long, we decided to go to the Victoria & Albert Museum which was pretty cool 🤭

around 4pm we decided to head back to his hotel, and while we were walking, HE SLYLY SLIPPED HIS HAND INTO MINE 😭😭🤣🤣🤣🤣🩷🩷 AND HE ASKED ME IF IT WAS OKAY AND I WAS LIKE YES I WAS WAITING FOR YOU TO DO IT 🤣 and overall it was just very very cute and wholesome, he was cracking jokes and being a cringelord the whole time 🥰

we got back to his hotel, he checked in and we got to his room and we just crashedddd, we were so tired so we both just laid on the bed and watched madagascar 3 on the TV AND IT WAS A FUCKING FUNNY MOVIE TOO 🤣🤣🤣 and the whole time he was playing with my hands and holding them and he had his other hand on my thigh (i was lying on my side facing him) and he was asking if it was ok for him to touch me there and i said yes 🥹

and he continued to stare and he goes “i wanna kiss you” and I GOT SHY 😭 and i told him i’ve never kissed anyone before and he goes “do you want to?” AND I WAS LIKE YES HELLO ???)?

AND YEAH I HAD MY FIRST KISSS 🤭🤭🤭 AND IT WAS VERY GOOD WE WENT IN FOR IT TWO MORE TIMES AND SUDDENLY IT BECAME A MAKEOUT SESSION 🤯

EVENTUALLY…. things got a bit heated and um yeah i … gave him head 😅😅😅

and yeah that was Sunday 😁😁😁

MONDAY, we went to this lego exhibition WHICH WAS SO COOL 🤯

it was great and after the exhibition, we went to the park and he asked if we could sit and talk for a little bit and i was like ok.

we sat on the bench, the weather was really nice and sunny (bit windy but oh well) and he put his arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him 😭🩷🩷 and we were talking about how we both had a great time and it sucks that’d he’d have to leave in about two hours 😒 and he goes “i’ve been wanting to ask you this for a while, but i wanted to do it in person.” and i was like oh????

and he’s looking at me and he’s smiling and he goes “i think we should make things official.”

THE WAYYYYY I WAS LIKE 😱 oh my god

I GOT SHY 😭😭😭 i had to look away from him and i was like “YES HELLO? YES IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS”

he started laughing 😭 and we decided we’d make the long distance thing work and he’ll try and come down to london as often as he can and i’ll go up to him whenever i can.

we were running late so decided to get a move on, and just as i was about to get off the bench, he was like “what, no kiss?” i was like damn okay 🤣 so i kissed him and then pulled him off the bench and we went to the station.

his train wasn’t for another hour so we went to a cafe and waited, just yapping, going through photos and the whole time he was holding my hands 😭😭😭😭 it’s the bare minimum i know but it was so unusual for me because obviously never done that before 😭

his train pulled up on the platform so we went down to his platform and it was kinda busy so we waited for the crowd to die down and we said our goodbyes, the usual hug and the kiss and he was reassuring me it won’t be too long till we see each other again and yeah.

overall a very good weekend, i miss him a lot 🙁

also here are the photos from the lego exhibition 😁

[gravessyard]

Headcanons - Genshin men with the knowledge that you're a vampire: Kaeya

Notes from the crypt: welcome back to this headcanon series ive been obsessively thinking about

Tags: gn!vampire!reader, smut implied, implied dom!kaeya, blood mentions, vampire bites

• He cant stop looking at your fangs, its his favorite thing about you. He has a longing look on his face when you grin or laugh, your sharp canines almost teasing him in the glint of indoor lights.

• He'll never admit it, but something awoke in him the evening you told him that you were a vampire. Unholy images flooded his mind at the thought, it was sinful desire that drove him to become closer to you, to learn more about you.

• His teasing increases tenfold, he'll whisper in your ear a lot just so he can catch a whiff of your scent, the mix of blood and wine sends a spark down his spine. If he's walking with you anywhere he needs to have a hand on you, whether its on the small of your back or your arms laced together, he's fascinated with how equally chilly your skin is compared to his. He'll be struggling hella hard not to pop a boner if you allowed him to watch you feed from live prey, he thinks red looks amazing on you.

• He'll convince you to tag along his patrols, the sooner you both can get them done then the sooner he can spend more time with you, of course he makes sure you get something in return as well. You're happily licking off the remaining blood on your hands while waiting for Kaeya to finish up paperwork in his office, but the overpowering scent of blood along with your infectious good mood is distracting him, so he puts paperwork aside to focus all his attention on his favorite vampire.

• Of course, there are times when you cant be glued to his side, he'll pout when you cant sit with him during long meetings or he'll be searching for you only to find out that one of the other knights had asked you to tag along on their patrols, and something wicked flows through him, a pang of possessive jealousy that he tries to brush aside. He has to remind himself that you're allowed to help anyone, even if it is one of his subordinates that he may or may not put on bathroom cleaning duty for the next month once he returns with you. It quickly becomes an unspoken rule never to ask you to join their patrols unless they wanna face Kaeya's wrath.

• Even with the unspoken rule, the knights are really testing Kaeya's patience when he invited you out to drinks with them, he forgets how influential alcohol is sometimes. He's sipping at his drink when you joked about finding a blood host that wont fight you back, a drink he nearly chokes on when Huffman drunkenly volunteered before the tavern erupts in laughter, it may have been a joke but it made Kaeya really think.

• It had him thinking for so long he's pressing you against his front door after you two left Angel's Share, he's so close you can smell the Death After Noon he's been drinking. "Do you really want to find a blood host?" He asks, his voice coming out softer than you were expecting and you notice the flash of worry in his gaze. He's cute when he's like this, vulnerable and needy. Its supposed to make you flush, but you giggle instead, hands raising up to cup his pouty cheeks. He whines in your hold, face moving from your hands to the crook of your neck while he wraps his arms around you.

• "Are you jealous, Captain Kaeya? Jealous of the possibility I could feed off of someone other than you?", you whisper in his ear, feeling the way he shudders and relishing in your moment of dominance before Kaeya lifts his head to look you in the eye, his expression alone was enough to stun you. "Why can't you choose me?", he whispers back, his brows beginning to crease in sadness and that was enough to break the ever growing tension.

• You're both tumbling into his place, lips connected in a heated kiss. He's kicking his door closed while you're both trying to undress each other. Forget trying to get to the bedroom, you both ended up tripping and falling in the living room but it did little to extinguish the flame that has already been lit. Connected in a moment of passion, he bares his neck at you, an open invitation that you happily take up on by sinking your fangs into his awaiting skin, eliciting a moan from him along with a delicious roll of his hips that has him rubbing against all the right places.

• Its messy, its bloody but its the filthy desire he's been dreaming of, and he may have cum a little too quickly after you sank your fangs into his shoulder for another taste, but he's got plenty of rounds left in him, as long as you don't suck him dry. (You won't, you need your blood host after all)

• He'll wear his bite marks with pride, even going as far as telling you where to bite so the mark is appropriately displayed on his chest window. You're embarrassed that he would actually parade himself around like that, bragging even that he's your walking food supply, but you honestly wouldnt have it any other way.

[futchgunk]

okay if i dont talk about this somewhere im gonna explode

im so fucking cut up about finding my headphones on my neighbor on the T, and having not contacted me about them at all!! They were a present from my lover and i didnt even recognize them as lost bc i thought i could trust my neighbors to be like 'hey these wireless headphones showed up at this house, are these yours we r trying to find the owner'. This was extra damaging for me bc i get really sensitive abt losing things bc of my biomom so like i didnt want to confront me losing a gift my lover got me, esp when i didnt even know where to start looking.

This is the same group of people who i was ostracized by and the biggest reach of support to me during my ostracization was 'im so sorry this is happened/happening to you'. It feels so transphobic!! it feels.. racist??!! it feels like transmisogynoir coming from the tranny eggpunk band AND the tranny hardcore band. like i feel like never knew these people that ive been hanging around with for a year+. i feel like all the love, time, and energy i had was just me making a clown out of myself to entertain more white people. like i got so enraged and upset about this i had to ask my alter to front so i could avoid exhausting myself crying over it and feel some sense of control/stability.

im so angry and a lost rn. as a tpoc im noticing my survival (social confirmity) to bend and shape myself to accomodate white fragility and im so sick of it. like i feel like social injustice has been done to me and instead of talking about it or feel any sense of catharis, i have to swallow hot viscous, bile and choke the tears down, say i dont feel degraded, pick up my pieces and find more koolaid to drink.

like if im gonna get demonized by both majority society and non-marginalized society, i might as well be where i wanna be and do what i wanna do and look how i wanna look because it wont fucking matter what everyone else thinks im just a rock too heavy to hold on to; a demon unwelcome en masse.

it hurts so much bc im trying to be a voice for community and community praxis. like i want to be able to help anyone if someone asks. welcome newcomers and oldtimers. i want to dissipate structures in your life, if even just for a moment. if i could make you a meal just so you could use the time for meal prep for whatever you wanted. i want to do your chores for you, if youre okay with it, even if we have never talked about it. i want to help you move along your life-goals/journey/passion. if you told me an arbitrary action would bear fruit for you, i will treat the soil and sew the seeds, not caring about whether or not i would get any fruit.

theres a feeling that im trying to describe. when youre held so still and taut and exhausted. so flush with exertion that you would cut your strings/supports just to feel the cool rush of air just for a moment, unthinking about how far the fall is. but you just one some semblance of control, an iota of self-determined significant action, no matter the magnitude of (perceived) self-destruction.

idk i would start all over again and make new friends but that means that transmisogny wins again?!! in my own fucking backyard!! transgirls can be complicit in transmisogny and the black transgirl is the victim!! how rich??!! right before the whipping girl reading group how fucking ironic.

[grimescum]

ok fine (i say to nobody because nobody asked me for this)

HEADS UP i speak about some of these as if im like. dissecting the actual meaning of the song... thats not true idk why i decided to phrase it like that. i meant that this is how the songs relate to him in my head but. i dont feel like fixing it

and ive got crazy brain fog here we fucking go

baba yaga - nilfruits is, in retrospect, a pretty loose fit considering its actual meaning, which i didn't figure out until AFTER i associated it with walter. so. :P blehh

the MV shows a young girl, easily impressionable and desperate for validation, being lured into a building with compliments and promises of being something great. she's then continually groomed (into dancing, presumably for free or next to nothing, as well as murder??) using that same validation

... or somehign idk POINT IS i know generally what its hinting at and it doesn't fit w how i see walter

brutus - the buttress reminds me of what walter might've thought about alucard right before his betrayal as well as everything that came afterwards. verse 1-3 is from the perspective of old walter,

And I'd be lying if I said I wasn't wishing / For untimely death or demise / Or am I just wishing I could be like you?

envy is a feeling very familiar to me. even with the people i love most, if they're more liked or better off than me in any regard, i might have moments of extreme hatred towards them. it always passes, but in the past i've acted on those feelings impulsively or in a moment of lapsed judgment..

all of that was to explain how i see his betrayal, basically. him reacting in shock when seras tells him she enjoyed his presence was def the "oh i fucked everything up" moment, and him continuing on regardless could've been apathy that i also tend to feel after I've also fucked up; i think he's mentally protecting himself against the trauma of losing basically all he had in the moment. also just. yk. he probably thought since he went this far he might as well. but 1. he still could've just stopped 2. shhhh

verse 4 is from the perspective of dark! walter,

Please know my actions are not motivated only by envy / I too have a destiny / This death will be art / The people will speak of this day from near and afar

This event will be history / And I'll be great too / I don't want what you have / I wanna be you

and the outro would be during walter's defeat, though that's usually when my daydream stops since the lyrics don't match up well enough ell oh ell

scapegoat - ghost and pals mostly for the chorus.

Now do you hate me? / Are you afraid of me? / Are you able to feel culpability? / Come forth and kill me / Bow down and worship me / Take your time, all we have is eternity

Now with a new start / Broken and torn apart / Nothing in me resembles a human heart / My name is unknown / Something I've never told / On my own, I declare / "I don't wanna go home"

i see this from the perspective of dark! walter, with some lines being both literal and metaphorical. i see "all we have is eternity" and "now with a new start" to be literal in the sense of his turning. "my name is unknown, something i've never told" is metaphorical, representing him lying about his true thoughts and feelings, maybe not even having a good idea himself. also a nod to lack of identity issues in bpd. "Nothing in me resembles a human heart" is both literal and metaphorical since he's no longer human, but he's also lost the ability to care for those around him now that his plan is already in motion.

appetite of a people pleaser - ghost and pals is pretty self-explanatory but I'll point out some lyrics i think fit well anyway,

Give me your dire expectations, and I’ll consume perfection

Now that I’ve become a full-course identity / Take a bite of me / I hope that I’ve become a favorable delicacy / That I’m worth something

I’ll eat ‘em all, the thoughts of anyone I’ll ever meet / Just to make them happy / Wondering why I’m a burden, or so it seems / Aren’t I everything?

These flavors of personality are / Hindering my likeability / My impulsive desire, my appetite has / Spoiled my urge to satisfy / Everyone will like me more without it

copycat - circusP hardly even counts here but i'll add it anyway. listening to this song gave me the headcanon that whenever he realized he subconsciously picked up a behavior or habit from alucard, seras or integra, he'd feel an intense guilt for it. thats also bpd related btw i used to do that and still do to a lesser extent

ok im bored that's it

[mcl4r3n]

one thing about me is that i am never going to be able to listen to 'illicit affairs' and 'august' by taylor swift without thinking about dando

like especially the bridges in those songs just scream dando angst to me and specifically lando pining for daniel angst. i wish i could expand and explain, but thinking too hard about dando makes me fucking insane 😭

Nonnie. Oh my god. Nonnie this is fucking me up. I'm gonna. im gonna like. curl up into a ball or something because. like. okay.

tw cheating tw WAG mention so i will understand fully if you dont wanna read further than this

Just thinking about like okay so like 2021-2022 daniel and heidi are on and off again, and in the times when they're off, daniel and lando start fucking around, but like the entire shitstorm of 2022 happens yeah and now daniel is on his danbbatical of 2023 and he's taking heidi around the world with him etc etc but in the times when she's NOT with him he's hitting lando up to hook up and like lando was okay with it before, yeah, even until 2022 because like. close proximity and everything.

but like it's Different now because there's none of that. like daniel and heidi are fully Together together and lando sees the photos he posts of heidi at scotty's wedding and he hates daniel and hates her and hates himself but like. he still keeps going whenever daniel asks.

he never mentions heidi to danny, and danny never mentions heidi to him. their hookups are far and in between now because of daniel's schedule but the more time they spend apart the more lando misses him.

the more lando realizes that he is actually jealous and really does want daniel for himself and hates that he's letting himself be the side piece especially on the heels of this horrible season for him.

he starts becoming ruthless about it. he starts wearing daniel's merch (especially since heidi's been wearing daniel's merch too). he starts declaring openly that he misses daniel.

he has this warped idea that if he's more open about how he feels about daniel, it will convince him that he's the one for daniel, actually. but he'd never outright say that to danny. so he thinks he can compete with heidi, show that he's sweeter, more thoughtful, just overall better for daniel.

and then one day like after silverstone, they hookup. and like, okay, post nut clarity, daniel's lying in bed with lando's jizz on his chest and he's staring at the ceiling and he says, "heidi and i broke up."

and lando tenses up. this is the first danny has mentioned her all year. he thinks god. okay. this is it. this is finally it. he pretends he's concerned, but inside he;s rejoicing, and he hates that he is but he is. but he's still like. cautiously asking things like "oh, what happened?" "when?"

and daniel's looking at him really like. . . heartbroken.

"I told her about us."

Lando's frozen. He's like. freaking out, actually. for a whole bunch od reasons but also mainly because like he is a part of this and shouldnt he have gotten the fucking heads up that daniel was gonna tell someone else about them???? and so he's like. speechless.

"I uh. i really hurt her. and i really hurt you too. like, ive been stringing you both along and i just. i dont think—i. this is the last time we can do this."

and lando's tearing up because like. what the fuck. like this isnt what he wanted. he wanted daniel to choose him. so he says so. he says that lando doesn;t mind, that he's right here, that he wants to be with danny, but daniel leans in and kisses his cheek and says, "lando, there's a lot i gotta figure out, and i've. . . i shouldnt be with either of you. im not a good person."

and lando is confused and upset and frustrated for so many reasons, he's worrying now about heidi getting revenge, the press, everything, and daniel says, "she won't tell anyone. she won't. she promised me. and i did hurt her but she told me i needed to get my shit together first before i thought about even thinking of being with anyone else and—she's right."

and lando's chest is caving in and he's like. "so what, you fuck me one last time, didn't even tell me it would be the last time, and now you get to fuck off? why didn't you tell me this beforehand?"

and daniel is like "because you'd have tried to make me stay, and i can't stay. trust me, you don't want this—" he waves his hand around to gesture at himself. "not right now, anyway."

"but i love you. danny, i love you. you don't have to—we can just be together, like, i'm right here, we can just be together already now—"

and daniel is tearing up too and he says, "you should be with someone who isn't an asshole, lando. you should be with someone who didn't string you along and have you play second fiddle when it was convenient. that isn't me."

and now i have written myself into a corner anon and i am deeply sad and i dont know how to resolve this but for NOW it ends here like this. :(

[eternalwritess]

Thank you for doing a matchup trade with me <3 here's the redo of it! you did super well btw but the character made me uncomfortable. here I go!

FANDOM: I would like a hazbin hotel matchup please! and since you said your fine with me choosing a character I would like to be matched with Adam please! I love him sm and I wanna see how the relationship would go : D

Also just @ me in the post when your completed!

ABOUT ME: My name is Jaxrel! People call me "Jax" for short. also use other names like Himawari, Rin, etc, He/Him (They/Them is acceptable), I'm a Trans Man who's pansexual and I've been diagnosed with mental illness and disorders that I do not wish sharing ATM.

Personality+ Notes): I'm a ENTP Ravenclaw, 5w4, Extroverted. I'm a very chill and intelligent person, I'm very polite and sweet! at first awkward, shy and distant when meeting people, extremely independent, when comfortable I talk about a lot of stuff for hours, loud talker, emotions come off as sarcastic or silly (due to autism), confident, straightforward I have a urge to correct someone of faulty information), uses "big" words, good sense of humor, playful, entertaining, optimistic, mischievous, curious(I'm nosy and I love gossip), i can be a rule breaker(sometimes don't mean to), dad/ tharapist friend, when | go out | bring water bottles, first aid kit, chapsticks) just in case, chill but some people would say I have some "repressed anger issues, get a reallyyy overractive Brain, tend to get deep and philosophical when I'm left on my own for to long, I can be verbally aggressive when prevoked. If this helps more the characters I kin a lot are: Victor Nikiforov (Yuri On Ice), Tei (Nameless), Cutthroat (Akudama Drive, Except the Bloodlust cutthroat has.), Ranpo Edogawa (Bungo Stray Dogs), Dazai Osamu (Bungo Stray Dogs), Space Ishtar (Fate), Okita Souji (Fate), Langa Hasegawa (Sk8 The Infinity), Sherlock Holmes (TGAA), Zack (Final Fantasy 7), Vash The Stampede (Trigun), Roy Mustang (Fullmetal Alchemist), Otonashi Yuzuru (Angel Beats), Karma Akabane (Assassination Classroom), Vanitas (Study Case of Vanitas), Zoe Hange (AOT), Shinoa Hiragi (Seraph of The End) + more

things I love about myself: when someone is going through anything or needs help with anything they will call me before anyone else, i have an ugly laugh so guaranteed if i laugh someone else will as well, how much i love animals if i see a stray around my house i will adopt it immediately, if i see a stranger crying in public my eyes will not leave them alone until i get the courage to walk up to them and ask whats wrong, i am very confrontational i will always stand up for whats right no matter how scary the situation may be, how greedy i am for money but when i love someone i will spend the world on them, how excited i get for little things like when someone buys me redbull, monster, cherry pepsi or chocolate pretzels/strawberries my day cant be ruined, how in touch i am with being grateful if someone helps me in anyway or does something in general to benefit me i will never forget it, dont take people for granted, ive been told anytime someone hangs out with me that being with me feels safe and peaceful, pay attention to the little things, how even though i dont care about plushies i have been given some and i make sure to kiss them all goodnight in case they are actually real and see what happens, if i know someone is having a hard mental health day i will clean for them/ get them icecream and be patient till they are ready to talk about it, without fail a quiet person will always be loud with me, i am the type of person who just wants people i love to be happy even if its not with me, i will always choose them i dont say i love you until i mean it i will celebrate the people i love, i am very observant if i see that someone wants something i will get it for them no matter what, i will make it my mission to compliment a stranger that looks like they are having a hard time so their day is a little better, how i say i love kids even though if they can be annoying i will protect them with my life and im so gentle with them, I am not ashamed of what i love like anime for example even though when I was teased for it when I was little i never once hid that i loved it even if i dont like a song that someone shows me i will be hyper while listening to it so they dont feel small and embarrassed around me, how soft i become when someone holds my hand, I love psychical affection a lot so it's not a problem for me, i love how hardworking i am, whether its how much i love actually working or just getting out of bed knowing how hard my mind is fighting i love how i have gotten up despite how challenging it is to, i am an emotional person but i will always cry for a sad scene in a movie, if I love someone, they'll be seen.

MORE KINS: hiyori tomoe (enstars), yoosung kim (mystic messenger), jumin han (mystic messenger), hanako (tbhk), felix kranken (twf), albedo (genshin impact), shoya ishida (a silent voice), tom (eddsworld). eridan (homestuck), karkat (homestuck), shu itsuki (enstars), miyamura izumi (horimiya), micheal afton (FNAF), lolbit (FNAF), mangle (FNAF), natsume sakasaki (enstars), sora harukawa (enstars), urumi akamaki (alice in borderland), V (mystic messenger), hagumi kitazawa (bandori), matsubara kanon (bandori), shinji ikari (neon genesis evangelion), minami kotobuki (oshi no ko), lain iwakura (serial experiments lain), hajime hinata (danganronpa), k-angel (needy streamer overdose) and more hehe

Looks: Half Polish and Vietnamese and Half Middle Eastern(Iraqi)/Filipino, I'm very skinny like just flat, I have hazel eyes and some slight flecks of amber and blue, I have upturned eyes but they seem like they are almond shaped but they aren't too noticeable, I think I have a heart shaped face but from different angles it looks more diamond shaped(?), I'm approximately 5 8, I have a dimple only on my chin, I have dyed black hair, I also have bangs too, my clothing style tends to stretch widely from comfy to... a lot like this! I wear gyaru (hime gal, himekaji, agejo, gyaruo, rokku, manba, banba, kogal, tsuyome, and kigurumi), goth (trad goth, romantic goth, mall goth, cyber goth, and victorian goth), scenemo/emo (ofc), & vkei ouji and lolita, I can also pull off a kpop idol look, i also wear a lot of cool dresses and suits, I also wear Y2K and I also dress in alternative clothing a LOT, I wear a lot of other harajuku styles such as, jirai kei, decora and more so on.

hobbies: gaming, anthropology, pathology, theology, zoology, music, dancing, filmmaking, art (drawing, painting, pottery, digital art, etc), learning different instruments/languages, cosplaying, skateboarding, tabletop RPG's, taking pictures of things that I think are pretty, collecting figurines/stuffed animals and puppetry, science/history, soccer(football)/volleyball/ basketball and swimming, cooking/baking, art is definitely my main hobby I dedicate a lot of time to it, I can play 5 instruments which is the piano, cello, koto and bass/electric guitar, I know 6 languages and I'm learning more right now (which are hindi and chinese if your interested).

Likes: Chocolate, Strawberries, Iced Coffee and Boba Tea, Anime/ Manga, Music, Food, Winning in arguments online or irl, Reading, Cats, Sharks, Animals in general, Cold/or Rainy Weather, Shopping, Playing Tabletop RPG's, Abstract or Romance movies, Kdrama(pretty much any asian dramas), Spicy or Sweet Food, Ramen.

Dislikes: Loud Noises, Slow Walkers and hot weather.

Love Languages: pretty much all of them, LOL (giving). gift giving, words of affirmation & physical touch (receiving)

Thank you so much! I really appreciate letting you letting me send in another matchup <3

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ps sorry i made you uncomfy with your last match so dont worry about the whole sending in another matchup thing <3 @averagetoyakinnie

You probably were a new soul in heaven at the gates seeing as you seem like you wouldn't end up in hell.

You probably met in the zoo or at the entrance to it. Why Adam was at the zop is still unknown but he was there. He was probably watching over Emily as she looked at everything

She saw you and introduced you to Adam as a new soul trying to get him to meet some other people

He probably didn't remember your name at first...

"Shit what was it again?"

He was also really rude when you were polite calling you a pushover and leaning on you trying to make you feel small

This didn't work on you no matter how many times he called himself the 'original dick'

After a while of dealing with him you both probably walked around and began talking with each other. He was probably kinda brash and rude the entire time but you never took it from him and he fell in love

You were also still kind to him and he felt kinda bad after a while

Of course he didn't apologize for his behavior but he did regret in come way

"So uh anyways I'm.... NOT sorry. You've just met the Adam YOU should be thankful... heh.."

Yeah he's not great with apologies

When you get into one of your rambles he might end up zoning out but then he'll zone back in and most likely say the most out of pocket shit you've ever heard before

You being straightforward with him is amazing as you're not afraid to correct with some stuff which is great because you humble him every now and then

When you use big words he doesn't understand he'll pause for a moment and call you a nerd

"I don't know what those long ass words exist anyways like just fucking explain it bitch,"

When he's kinda mean to you he doesn't really mean it and thinks of it being funny. Although if you get uncomfortable he'll try and stop... keyword being try

You being curious and a rule breaker is something that he loves and will in fact encourage especially if it 'sticks it to the man'. He'll always stand up for you if you get someone mad and will be curious with you and sometimes do dumb shit in the process

He'll also probably try and pull some pranks with you every now and then on Sera or Peter. but maybe not Emily as you would both get your asses beat, plus she's really nice and you both like her so there's that

He'll also love to gossip with you. Actually he'll probably take you to the exorcists and you'll all just gossip together. That's how you met Lute and to be honest she was probably a lot and he tried keeping you away from her

Didn't really work though

"And thats Lute, also known as danger tits and- LUTE STOP NO-!"

You probably don't get along with her as much as him but you do have some things in common so that helps

You bring water bottles and medical kits for the exorcists when he brings you to watch them train

You quickly became a favorite of theirs as you care more for them than Adam in some aspects. Sometimes you'll even force him to help you carry stuff to them

"Its Jax again! Guys get over here!!!"

Adam is the last person to give a shit about your anger issues. He'll actually encourage you to take them out on someone probably giving you a dummy and telling you to hit it and beat the shit out of it

As for being verbally aggressive he also just doesn't care and will probably join in with you

He doesn't mind you being overprotective but if it gets out of hand he will end up running/flying away from you but then getting you something to make up for it

You preen his wings for him every now and then and he loves it and will run up to you just to get you to do so

"Preen now!!!"

You also helped him out with the whole Eve and Lilith thing helping him get over it

This likely took some time for him to open up to you about it thinking that you might just run off or run away from him still thinking about his exes even if it wasn't in a romantic way more of an 'how did i fuck up that bad' way

But you helped him out and even though it was hard for him to open up (this took like a whole week of talking probably and opening up) he did so and ended up crying on your shoulder afterwards

"Ah shit, sorry about this" *sniffle*

He was likely very embarrassed after the talk and never wanted to bring it up again

He did NOT want you finding out about the exterminations. He knew that you would likely oppose them just from a few conversations with you and he didn't want to lose you

So you can imagine what did happen when you found out about them. Let alone it was he who suggested them

"Listen- man please just listen to me"

This resulted in a long argument between you two that carved a gap in your relationship but he kept begging you to forgive him saying that it was what was best for heaven and that they didn't have another choice

He even brought up Sera saying how important she was and that he never would've done the exterminations if she didn't approve of him going down there

This is where he might've lied saying that he took no pleasure in killing demons in order to keep you happy

He felt really guilty afterwards and bought you all of your favorite things. Rudbulls, pretzels, strawberries, cherry pepsi and chocolate. He even had the exorcists help him out with gifts and figuring out what he should get

"I'm really, really sorry,"

Moving onto the less angsty things with you being observant you probably get him quite a few things too like food, treats, and maybe an album or two from his favorite artists in heaven

He watches anime with you all the time (mostly for the... designs lets be honest) and will probably shout whenever there's some sort of plot twist saying that he 'saw it coming' when he probably didn't lets be honest here

"Oh FUCK yes!! I totally saw that! Did you see that? I saw it"

He also doesn't care at all with you being slightly greedy for money because quite honestly he's the same in some areas but that being said he will bug you for money if he ever runs out... or just doesn't want to spend his

You might have to get used to his music taste and him playing his guitar constantly as he does it every day at the worse times most likely. He tries not to but its almost like a skill at this point

You have to yell at him to stop if it really drives you crazy and he will in exchange for some kisses and cuddles

Speaking of cuddles he'll try and cuddle you daily. If you have down time? Cuddles. Work? Cuddles. Hard day? Cuddles. He'll find any reason to snuggle up with you

That also being said he likes to fold his wings around you in public just because he likes the gesture and he probably wants others to know that you're taken. (Someone hit on you once and he is NOT risking that again)

He notices that you melt when he holds your hand so he'll do it all the time grabbing it for no apparent reason and sometimes even kissing it just to see you get flustered or soften up

"You're so adorable y'know that right?"

One of the reasons he likes it is because he feels somewhat in control or that he's doing something right in his relationship which honestly says a lot since eve and lilith

He loves how hardworking you are and how you help out with the exorcists from time to time making sure that they don't get hurt and such

He'll tell you that you don't need to but you'll do it anyways to help them out

I'd also like to imagine that there are some exorcists like vaggie who have trauma from the exterminations themselves and you would talk to them and help them through it as the year goes on

Adam doesn't see the point in it but he won't question it saying that you can do whatever you want

Since you're 5'8 and shorter than him by quite a pick he'll pick you up bridal style and carry you around sometimes

Or when hugging you he'll squeeze you and pick you up and probably spin you around

"Its sooo good to see you again!"

I'd like to imagine that he also has some attachment issues so when you come back he's almost like a sick puppy waiting for you to come home

He'll wait for you for hours on end just at the door all grumpy until you come on over and give him a hug

He'll also sometimes end training early if he wants to see you

"Alright ladies wrap it up!"

You might get at him for this but he won't listen and will just turn on your favorite anime all the way up with a smug little grin on his face

When he didn't come back from his extermination Lute was the one who told you he was gone before storming off and calling the demons filth and names

You were devastated and wanted to make a grave in heaven for him but Sera declined for the longest time before finally agreeing saying that only those with special access could see it though since the people of heaven might suspect something

His grave ended up being put in a secluded area in a place that you could only visit a few times a week since Sera said that she didn't want anyone getting suspicious of where you were going

Mostly because as the souls in heaven are kind they still are flawed to some extent and might follow you around

You still help the exorcists every now and then but not as much since Lute's in charge now and she hardly lets you through saying that you can't be in there

Overall your relationship has its ups and downs but in the end you two are a very loving couple <3