#let's hide my little brother

[daily-tropes-provider]

TROPE: "Trapped in the world of a BL novel/webtoon, where I'm just a side character with a tragic fate, I'll try to change the ending slightly! But... did I changed it too much?"

MANHWAS:

• Let's Hide My Little Brother

• I Became the Younger Sister of a Regretful Obsessive Male Lead

• I'm Engaged to an Obsessive Male Lead

• Surviving as a Maid

• Touch My Little Brother and You're Dead

• She's the Older Sister of the Yandere Male Lead in a BL Novel

[lindoesntwin]

LET’S HIDE MY LITTLE BROTHER

A woman reincarnates as the sister of a BL protagonist and vows to save her brother from his fate, however, she becomes entangled up with the possessive villain.

Alternate title: Let’s hide my younger brother first

[waaanderingluna]

🥀 𝕷𝖊𝖙'𝖘 𝕳𝖎𝖉𝖊 𝕸𝖞 𝕷𝖎𝖙𝖙𝖑𝖊 𝕭𝖗𝖔𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖗

[turtleblogatlast]

I love Raph and haven’t said that enough so to be more specific I love that Raph is a soft boy who loves bear plushies, a gross boy who eats an assortment of things that are definitely better left alone, a smart boy who is more than capable of taking down villains through planning and fortitude alike, a strong boy who is dedicated to training his muscles and fighting prowess, a teenage boy who loves his brothers but is more than happy to tease and roughhouse with them, an angry boy who sometimes lets his anger take a hold of him to cover the fear, a gentle boy who is generous with hugs and affirmations to those he loves, a capable boy who takes on more than should ever be expected of a teenager, a good boy who just wants to be a hero and slowly comes to realize the cost of that duty, a good boy who has no reservations about putting himself in the way of harm coming to his family, a good boy who’s a great brother and son and person and deserves only the best the world has to offer.

[mayonness]

Otome Isekai x Text Post Meme

(Originally posted this on r/otomeisekai, but I'm posting it here too on someone's request)

[asteriass]

Yandere Male Love Interests

Recommendations for series that include male love interests whose love, admiration, & devotion is so strong that it is expressed as an excessive obsession & possessiveness. Sometimes using extreme violence or brutality as an outlet for their emotions [Though the latter part is not the case for ALL love interests in the list]

[Spoilers warning for certain series later on in the list]

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ Firefly Wedding

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ Love and Heart

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ The Villain's Savior

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳Let's Hide My Little Brother

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳It's Mine

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳Abide in the Wind

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳Secret Alliance

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳Cheese in the Trap

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳340 Days

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳I Failed to Oust the Villain!

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳Itoshi no Ko, Charlotte

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳It Was a Mistake, Grand Duke!

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳ My Dear Living Dead

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳Nariyuki de Konyaku wo Moshi Konda Yowaki Binbo Reijo desu ga, Naze ka Jiki Koshaku-sama ni Dekiai Sarete Torawarete Imasu

·˚ ༘₊· ͟͟͞͞꒰➳Perfect Mine

[lavenoon]

Accidentally Undercover - That first system crash surprised them all, and for Eclipse, just highlighted that he really is separate from them.

[lyc4ris]

okaaay when did this happen i need to catch up with the manhwa-

[scorpiusmalfoylovesoscarwilde]

my mum's staying for the weekend pray for me

[lucithecrow]

I really can't judge Astair because me too. I'm not sure you guys know, but I get OBSESSED with people I like, to the point of destroying my mental and physical health just for one person. It's such a scary experience to rely on someone and I just feel so bad for him :(

My view on yanderes as a whole is just so different bcs, to SOME degree, I can relate to them. Of course, I wouldn't murder someone or kidnap someone, but I've done plenty of shitty stuff cause I was obsessed.

[webtoonscreenshots]

Let’s Hide My Little Brother, by CHAEJIHOO, Chen Li, and KIDARISTUDIO

[remuslupinsleftshoe]

Regulus becomes an animigus, too (for what reason idk, just let me live) and he’s a cat. Cat Regulus meets cat McGonagall in the castle one night and eventually they start chilling on a window sill together whenever they run into each other. Regulus knows it’s McGonagall; it’s common knowledge among older students that she’s an animigus. McGonagall on the other hand, can tell her new cat friend is an animigus, but she doesn’t know who it is and is determined to figure out which teacher is an illegal animigus. She’s convinced it’s the new DADA teacher because he just seems like he’s hiding something. One day she’s having Transfiguration with the fifth year Slytherins that she sees Regulus roll his eyes at Evan in a way that’s so familiar, but she can’t seem to pinpoint why. It’s not until she’s chilling on the windowsill with her cat friend and sees it roll it’s eyes at the muffled laughter coming from students obviously under an invisibility cloak that she realizes this cat is Regulus Black. The next night, Regulus is perched on the windowsill, when McGonagall walks up, looking him straight in the eye. “Mr. Black, if I catch you out after hours, I won’t hesitate to give you a detention.” She considers him for a moment before her glare softens. “That being said, I suppose there’s no way to prove this isn’t just a stray cat I’ve bumped into. Just try not to be out so often anymore.” Regulus has no idea how McGonagall knew it was him, and that makes him wary enough that he does cut back on his nighttime romps, and when he’s out he’s careful not to get caught. A few weeks later, though, he gets a particularly unpleasant letter from his mother and can’t resist the pull of his windowsill. McGonagall finds him there, and she must see something because she says nothing as she transforms and lays down with him. She never talks to him about it, for which he’s grateful, but from then on whenever everything becomes too much, he knows she’ll join him on the windowsill

[queer-ragnelle]

Look. I’m flattered when people ask for a link to read my WIP book. But like. I’d rather you just say “Good job!” but fantasy/historical fiction/arthurian isn’t your cup of tea from the get go, than ghost me or make up some bullshit about the Google Doc not working.

At best, I think people are more concerned with societal courtesy than being genuine (which would be less offensive, don’t pretend you’re gonna read it, especially when you fucking asked for it).

At worst, I think some (not all, but certainly a few) of these people were unprepared for the interracial queer romance I wrote at the forefront of an ensemble-riddled plot. They didn’t know how to say the book didn’t interest them without coming off like an asshole or making themselves sound stupid. (How they missed these very obvious themes is beyond me, but based on some Things Said, I suspect this is why. But I digress.)

So instead of honesty to avoid sounding stupidly assholish, these people sounded stupidly assholish by lying about the inability to open the document and refusing my suggested solutions. Just ghost me before asking for a link instead next time. Blocked.

[volensnolenss]

𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐅𝐔𝐍

summary: you can't wait any longer, so you let your older brother's best friend fuck you;

content: nsfw!mdni, suguru is your older brother; doggy, missionary, creampie, praising;

“fuck- satoru” you’re gasping, your fingers are gripping the sheets as his cock harshly thrusting into you, “baby, stop whimpering” his head is bent towards you, and you can feel his gloating smile, “are you my good girl mmm?” he's cooing and you’re nodding, feeling how deep gojo is and he just smirked, “so proud of you, princess.”

you always teased satoru when he came to your house with suguru. you liked to casually walk past them in one of your short outfits, which is why gojo switched his focus of attention to you. and, of course, suguru noticed this by giving him a steely glance, which satoru just grinned at.

every time you looked at him with your angelic smile, he wasn't exactly touched, rather, he wanted to know what was hiding behind it.

his palm made its way and he squeezed your waist without slowing down. you feel his veiny fat cock pounding your soaking walls leaving wet slaps.

“how do you think suguru will react if he sees us?” he kisses your shoulder, barely biting the skin, you moan and your back is against to his wide chest, “hate you-” gojo just chuckled and sank his cock deeper, causing you to cry out a little, his tip is adjacent to your tight cunt.

satoru grabbed your chin and stifled your moans with a kiss. he feels your fat tears flowing down your cheeks. your mind is not focused on anything except the tension in your lower abdomen.

“you’re so pretty, baby” his cock gradually throbs in you, still inexorably shaking your walls. satoru's voice vibrates, feeling you shrink “someone's gonna cum?”

“i'm close, satoru, i can’t” you feel a tingling sensation in your limbs and sigh loudly, succumbing to satoru, who presses you close to him and grunts under his breath, “so good, so good” he cum, filling you up to the very edge and loosing his grip on you.

you rolled over on your back, your eyelashes glistening with tears. satoru approaches you, covering your body with his, “my sugar” he kisses your neck and before reaching your chest, gojo stumbled and looked at you “wanna feel you again” you're meowing by moving your hips. your clenching pussy touches his red sensitive tip and he bites his lips.

“if suguru knew what you really are,” he grins, stroking your thigh, “he would be amazed by you.” gojo spread your thighs and he saw a beautiful sight on your pussy stuffed with his cum. He can't get the idea out of his head that you're so cute looking like that.

“i'm not a child” your sullenness disappears momentarily when every inch of his cock is pushed into you again, “i see, i see” gojo whispers to you, putting his finger to your half-open mouth. you and he heard footsteps and soon a voice calling you.

“hey, what have you been doing in your room for so long?” suguru is talking to you and you see the door handle move.

“don't come in!-” his cock completely sinks into you, causing you to lose your temper.

“what? what’s going on?”

“i'm-i'm changing!” you can hardly pronounce and cover your mouth with your palm while satoru is stretching into you.

suguru lets go of the door handle in disbelief and leaves, “I'm waiting for you.” you stopped listening to him and completely surrendered to gojo. you already didn't care about anything when his cock hits your pampered and sensitive places perfectly, which makes you breathe shallowly.

“fuck, angel, you're driving me crazy" he grabs you by the hips, frantically and sloppily bumping into you. you sigh softly, casting an innocent glance at satoru with your eyes, savoring the traces of the outgoing ograsm

his muscles are strained to the very limit and every time he penetrated you, his cock was covered with cum, ”wait- shit, gonna fill you up again” he groaned and you dig your nails into his skin, feeling the spreading warmth.

gojo drapes your leg over his shoulder, stroking and kissing it. his voice sounds hoarse, but he still tries to be gentle in front of you.

“now distract your brother so that i can get out of here alive.”

[asteriass]

Pink Haired Male Leads

Perhaps partially due to pink being a fav color of mine, I am personally a really big fan of pink haired characters. In particular in romances! Pink haired female leads are quite common nowadays. However, pink haired MLs have still yet to catch up to the same level of SHEER abundance/popularity

So here’s a list of series featuring male love interests/male leads with pink hair:

[Spoiler warning for the endgame male leads as there is a(/are) series here with multiple love interests!]

1- Tamon’s B-Side

2- Kawaii Satou-kun [oneshot]

3- The Flower and the Hedgehog

4- 홍시는 날 좋아해!

5- Let's Hide My Little Brother

6- Koi ni Mudaguchi

[This manga features 4 protagonists(/4 leading male characters). One of them, Shiro, has pink hair]

7- 친구는 소중히 대해 주세요

8- You're My Cutie

9- Pink to Habanero

10- Summer Bloom

11- 친구끼리 이러는 거 아니야

12- A Song Dwelling In The Clouds: A Chasing Love Guide

Bonus!:

13- Otonari Complex

[His actual hair is blond, he just wears a pink wig]

[luveline]

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞 —send me a shy!reader request for any character (with a plot) and I'll write a >1k drabble

sirius/james introducing shy!reader to remus. and shes just like quiet and in awe, but remus loves it.

luveline's 40k party ☆ tysm for requesting! remus x shy fem!reader

James is used to your personality after months of being your lecture neighbour, unperturbed by your quiet. "It's going to be fun," he promises, handing you a cold glass of cranberry vodka. "They're nice, okay? I won't let anyone irritate you." 

He's hosting a party and had the generosity to invite you round early. He's easing you in, so to speak. It took him two weeks of steady Hellos for you to work up the courage to say Hi back, another two weeks for small talk, a month before you felt comfortable speaking to him first. If you're that shy, a party is basically torture.

"It's not about irritating me," you say. 

"I know, I'm messing." James lists his head to the left. A second later, there's a knock at the door. "Aha. Wait here, shortcake, there's someone I want you to meet." 

"James," you say after him, wet from your glass leaking down to your sleeve, "what?" 

"I asked him to come early and say hello! He's quiet and handsome and you'll love him, just don't stare at his nose." 

What's wrong with his nose? you think, alarmed. 

James opens the door. Two new voices emerge, one scratchy and a little high, the other smoother. "I need to pee so bad," the scratchy one declares, followed by bounding footsteps up the stairs. 

"You alright?" the smoother asks.

You think there's patting, a hug, "I'm brilliant! You smell really nice, Remus, like a garden." 

"Lovely."

"In a good way! Come and meet my Y/N, you remember I told you about her nice gel pens?" 

James leads the smooth-voiced Remus into the living room. You hurriedly put down your drink and stand, wiping your wet hands in your shirt. You cringe at the darkening fabric but hide your grimace as they stop in front of you. 

"Remus, Y/N. Y/N, Remus," James introduces you both. 

Remus has a scar across his nose that seems cruelly cut. There's another beside it that starts in his upper lip, both of which end in his eyebrow. You know how self-conscious it feels to be looked at, so you manage to smile and offer your hand without too much of it. He's handsome with his scars, a nice nose with a ridge and brown eyes the colour of caramelised sugar.

"Hello," Remus says, shaking your hand. His is big enough to make yours feel small. 

"I invited her early because she's more fun than the rest of our lot," James says, throwing himself down on the sofa and kicking his legs out on the coffee table. 

Remus taps your elbow very gently as if to usher you to sit and sits down beside you, enough space to be casual but too little to stop the rampant nerves that blossom in your stomach. 

Remus asks about your life. What you're studying, where you're from, if James is being nice to you. While James is touchy in the rough older brother way, scrunching your shoulder and shaking you when you're not expecting it. Remus is touchy in a different way, you find, almost as if he doesn't know he's doing it. His shoe bumps your shoe, his hand falls down between his outer thigh and your own, his knuckles touching your jeans very lightly. He spins in his seat to talk to you. 

You don't notice other people arriving, nor the scratchy-voiced friends return. All you can do is look up at Remus with wide eyes. Your nerves meld to something warmer. 

"And what do you do?" you ask him. 

He smiles like you've wandered into a secret. "I'm trying to write a book." 

"He's being a bit much," Sirius says to James, the two now loitering in the doorway with matching beers. You and Remus chatter on, unaware of their running commentary.

"It's a very strong reaction. I knew she'd like him, but I didn't think she'd like him like that." James takes a sip of his drink. Remus asks you a quiet question. You duck your head, playing with your sleeves, and Remus, the bastard, ducks his head to follow your gaze, smiling at you all the while. 

James almost chokes, pointing his bottle toward you both as though Sirius isn't already looking. "He's eating it up. I forgot how flirty he is."

"She'll be nice to him, won't she?" Sirius asks, like it's a done deal. To be fair, Remus seems enthralled with you. 

"Definitely. She's very nice. Oh, look, that's sick, she's gonna pass out." James winces as Remus takes your arm into his hand. 

Remus wouldn't do anything cruel, but James wasn't joking when he told Remus that you were exceedingly, achingly shy. He's about to step in and rescue you, but you turn into Remus' touch and pull your leg up on the sofa to make yourself comfortable. Your voice is animated, if quieter than the average person's.

"Woah," James says, beaming.  

Remus flirts almost as a defence, like he wants to get the rejection over and done with so he can move on. You've yet to reject; you're looking up at him in moderate awe, your lips quirked into an easy smile. 

"Boo!" James calls, flicking his bottle cap at Remus, who brushes it away. "Took me three weeks to get a smile out of her," he mutters. "What a dick."