#man all the adults in the game need to chill haha

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What Is Life Without Action?

Fanfic based on the Harbour Town AU by @cupcakeshakesnake !

A.N. : So I discovered the AU a couple days ago and I was obsessed- It’s a gem to all of humankind, and I love the art ahahah- So this also gave me a few ideas for a new fic? Because I was like : ah yes time to write a wholesome fic for once... 

For the record, Theodore Groves is an overly enthusiastic and chill Science teacher because I just... that just fit the vibe- Gillete would be like the English teacher who just needs people to hand up work.. And I am convinced James Norrington is an animal person- these were just the couple of stuff I came up with, and my interpretation of how OST went in the AU... @cupcakeshakesnake I hope that’s alright haha- Well then, on with the story!

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Summary : James gets outplayed by Theo... or does he?

Working as a teacher and minding a whole class of children was bad enough. It hardly helped that his particular class of children were, in fact, ones with wild imagination and even wilder roleplay lore that he could barely understand sometimes. It hardly helped as well that they tended to bring chaos and trouble. Everywhere. Plus, he could hardly trust his longtime friends to keep them in check. Because they tended to partake in the chaos as well. James Norrington had hoped, more than ever, that whatever shenanigans the class was up to, he would not have to be involved. 

That perhaps this week-long camp would go without incident, yes? Fate- Well. On this day, fate appeared to be laughing down at him. He was, as always, once again reminded that sometimes, he had to always make precautions. Every time. 

“You did what,” Norrington stated, dragging a hand down his face as he took in the as always, overly enthusiastic Science teacher before him. The latter had burst into the staffroom in a flurry, taking a few moments to regain his breath and brush off the stray Nerf bullets still clinging onto his staff ID. The brown-haired man currently being addressed had a feeling that this was not going to end well.

“Listen- It’s going to be easy enough! Just go out and get water- from the drinking fountain!” Groves gestured to the door, which was practically all that stood between them and fresh water. 

“Bottled water exists,” James sighed, taking a sip from the plastic bottle, only to cough and splutter, stifling a string of colourful words. 

“They vinegar-ed it, James, you have to go get water!” His colleague’s hopeful face signalled the oncoming of another headache.

“And you played no part in this.” Groves fiddled with a pen nervously under the mildly disappointed green gaze currently pinned on him. 

“Well… I may have told Jack where the water was?” “Wonderful,” James rebutted sarcastically. 

“Remind me again that I cannot, ever, trust you with any responsible adult duties.” Theo opened his mouth to protest, but James simply beat him to it. 

“Remember that time I left my phone unlocked on my desk when I went to teach a class? Yeah I came back one hour later to realise you- You used all the ammunition I stockpiled,” James paused to draw in a breath, in which his friend cut in. 

“It was only in World of Warships! Surely you’d know of the statistics of how only one shot lands every hundred shots, I’d argue that I proved to have better odds-” He was about to go into a full length explanation of his shining luck and all, but was interrupted by James. 

“You made my fleet unplayable for one day, Theo. And you robbed me of a million (in-game currency) in terms of shell cost,” Norrington deadpanned, recalling his agony at attempting to repair the damage Theo had managed to do in one hour. 

Groves crossed his arms with a frown, defending himself. “It was only one incident!” 

James raised an eyebrow and cast him an unreadable look. 

“Okay. Then what about Tortuga?”  

“Well I think that one went pretty well,” Groves countered. “Sure….” James drawled, laying on more sarcasm this time around.

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A few winter breaks ago.

The brunette’s gaze flicked up for a moment, back down at the computer, then back up once more, his eyes widening slightly. Leaning over the countertop, two incredibly familiar faces peered up at him. If it wasn’t Gibbs and Sparrow. The duo’s excitement waned slightly the moment they recognised him, and he couldn’t help but smile slightly. 

“Fancy seeing you here. Enjoying your winter break, I hope?” The two of them blinked, at a loss for words for a few moments before Gibbs offered a greeting, stumbling over the words a little. 

“Oh- uh- Hi, Mr Norrington.” 

“Uh-” On his left, Jack’s eyes were wide, his mouth opening and closing- Of all the places, they had not expected their teacher to be working at Tortuga Arcade- 

“Well? Do you need to top up the cards?” That. That seemed to snap Jack out of his mild panic-slash-horror at meeting his homeroom teacher who just so happened to be working at an arcade… anyways. 

“Uh… There don’t happen to be any more teachers here, eh?” He questioned weakly, glancing around the neon-lit space and bustling crowd. 

James opened his mouth to answer, but was cut off by an enthusiastic shout of “Gibbs! Jack! The two of you here to play too?” Groves’ voice came from the nearest station, where he was currently battling the pinball machine. 

“...Mr Groves?” 

“I suppose that answers your question,” James sighed, shaking his head. The two just looked between their homeroom teacher, clearly doing his job, and their Science teacher, who most decidedly, was not. Jack just offered an awkward wave, unsure what to make of it all.

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Present Day.

“I was conducting routine maintenance!” Theo protested, shrugging.

 “You were not,” James snorted. “I’m amazed you didn’t get caught slacking off on the job.” His long-time friend simply gave him a sly grin, replying, “Well then, that’s where practice comes in.” The brunette huffed, well aware of the fact that Groves was highly enjoying this teasing banter. 

“Oh for the love of-” He scowled, resigned to glaring at Theo instead.

The science teacher shook his head, pouting ever-so-slightly. As much of a carefree soul as ever, James mused wryly. Theo really hadn’t changed since they met in middle school. 

“James, do procure the water, or I’ll have no choice but to hoard Clover and Jazz to myself when we return to the apartment.” Hints of a devious grin were starting to surface on Theo’s expression, and James was dragged out of his thoughts. He rolled his eyes. 

“You would never- They’ve been most affectionate with me.” It was true, the pair of rambunctious kittens were now full of energy, far from the sorry sight the class had presented him with a few months ago- There would be time to dwell on that later. Currently, he was still trying to figure out how exactly Groves planned to force away the two fluffballs retaining his sanity. As if on cue, he raised a packet of cat treats, James’ eyes widening- 

“You would not.” 

“Is that a challenge?” Groves countered, knowing he’d won this argument, however childish it might have been. What he held was the Holy Grail, of sorts. The only thing that could steal the kittens away from James. Clearly, he knew that, and a resigned frown settled on his features. 

“Oh very well. Do tell what happened.” 

Theo grinned victoriously, settling down on the other chair opposite James and launched into his tale.

A good twenty or so minutes later of excited gesturing and recounting on Theo’s part, he was now more than convinced that said Science teacher had the mentality of a child sometimes. His gaze flicked to the door, and, beyond that, the drinking fountain. He could faintly pick out the voices of the children. 

“So Gillete attempted to get the water first.” 

“Well. Yes, but he didn’t really get far,” Theo reiterated, recalling the exact events he had watched.

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Literally half an hour ago.

“Alright that’s it- I’m going to get the water,” And so Andrew grabbed his water bottle and headed out towards the drinking fountain. Theo simply watched as he was nudged by one of the children, nearly fell onto Barbossa who, under threat, pushed the English teacher away with decent force, and the rest protected their drinking fountain, Nerf guns blazing and foam swords drawn. Needless to say, Gillete was driven back to the safety of the room in no time. 

“Beaten by a group of role-playing students, hm?” Groves fought back the urge to laugh as he took in his colleague’s miserable form. 

“Oh shut it. You try then,” Andrew answered grumpily, before leaving to sulk and likely search for alternate sources of water. As though there were any more. They were in the middle of a forest. In summer camp. Theo simply shrugged. Hey, what’s the worst that could happen? And he did just that, of course, adding on his energetic Science teacher flair.

James looked at him with bemusement. “So you’re telling me, that you took your staff ID-” 

“Yes.” 

“Went out of the room and ran to the fountain-” 

“Yes.” 

“Whipped out the ID and proclaimed loudly that the fountain was now under the name of all the teachers.” Groves nodded, and James sighed once more. (A.N. I wish I had a picture of what Groves did lmao)

To be exact, after Groves’ loud exclamation caused the students to pause in their activities, one of the Spanish kids glanced at the teacher before them, mentally deciding that he might as well take the shot. He lifted his Nerf gun, and fired. The pellet hit Theo with amazingly large force, and caused him to falter slightly. 

“Sorry Mr. Groves!” Jack offered before the rest opened fire, pellets and foam bullets chasing him all the way to the staffroom. 

One quick glance back showed him that the Spanish kid had declared, “Make a note of that teacher’s bravery- But now, the Aqua le Vida is ours!” 

“It’s the Fountain of Youth, and no, it is not!” Jack protested. Theo shook his head as he ducked into the safety of the staffroom, slightly resigned that he had been chased from the fountain by the students. 

“That is pretty much what happened,” Theo summarised, James pinching the bridge of his nose as his shoulders sagged. 

“Seriously.” 

“Seriously.” 

The two teachers stared at each other for a long while before James exhaled, trying to make sense of it all. Of course Groves had done that, being well, Groves. 

“Alright- Fine,” James relented, though reluctance crept into his voice. 

“Great!” Theo perked up considerably at that, sliding over a bottle of coffee as an olive branch - a peace offering, obviously, to sweeten the deal a bit more for his disgruntled friend. 

“So- that makes you dead in their roleplay lore, I’d assume,” James commented dryly, accepting the coffee gratefully.

“I would suppose so… what about you then?” Groves frowned, casting a curious look at James. Believe it or not, both of them found the storyline the students played with rather… interesting. Boring as their lives were, this did bring in some light to the dreary days. 

“Died a long time ago, after I applied for sick leave the other semester.” James recalled wryly, when he had bumped into the group of children and overheard Elizabeth lamenting his unfortunate death. Took him a few minutes to realise they were just playing. 

The two lapsed into silence for a while, before James decided to finally get the water. He made a move towards the door, only for it to slam open and he jumped back, met with the sight of a certain few scruffy, role-playing children. Before he could even open his mouth to chide them for not knocking, one of the Spanish kids took it upon himself to hesitantly address the teachers.

“Señor profesor… The fountain… it… it broke.” Oh of course it did, His mind mumbled snappily as he took in the multiple guilty faces staring up at him. Jack looked positively terrified. Theo walked out to stand beside him, looking towards the direction of the drinking fountain, which looked pretty beat up. He frowned slightly. 

“You all broke the fountain?” He questioned lightly, looking towards Will, who nodded sheepishly. Turning to face James, the other’s disappointed gaze softened slightly. Ah well. Kids would be kids. 

“I shall… inform the campground maintenance about the broken fountain. For now, do take these bottles of water,” Their homeroom teacher addressed the clearly regretful students, before vanishing into the room and reappearing a moment later with a box of water bottles. Not filled with vinegar this time, mind you. Jack blinked mutely, exchanging a glance with Hector, who stared back with equal chagrin. 

“Yes… I knew about the little prank. I did, however, make precautions. Since there is only one day of the camp left, this should hopefully be enough,” James stated, allowing the faintest hints of exasperation to leak into his words. The students took the water with mumbled thanks before turning to leave, which was when James tactfully reminded them to ‘reflect on their actions’ before he and Theo watched them scurry back to their cabins.

He had gone easy on them, Groves knew that, but currently, he was more curious than surprised. As the two of them entered the staffroom once more, they were interrupted by Gillete, who exclaimed, “Well that would be a new one! Breaking the drinking fountain! Seriously James, only your class would be capable of that,” he laughed, shaking his head, the effects of his defeat earlier having ebbed away. 

James simply sighed in response. Perhaps- no. This was definitely enough chaos for today. Noting Theo’s look of surprise that he’d been unable to wipe off, he allowed a small smirk to surface at Theo’s loss of words. 

“How- How did you-” 

“Well then, that’s where practice comes in,” He replied easily, turning Theo’s own words against him. Andrew looked between the two, not quite sure what to make of all this. 

Inwardly, James laughed at their confusion. At the very least, teaching this chaotic class had taught him some things. 

Number one : Be prepared for everything.

And number two : Perhaps sometimes, life without action could get pretty boring. Perhaps.

END

A.N. (again?!) yeah- that’s my first fic on this blog done lol- hope everyone reading this enjoyed it! I sure had fun writing this one.

[kaermorhenatnight]

There's a lot of discussion around the media literacy being dead and people not understanding nuanced characters and I feel a bit weird about that.

Because when I discuss Witcher (the books and games, not the Netflix show) and say that the portrayal of Jaskier/Dandelion is problematic and irresponsible, people act like my opinion is ridiculous and say "so what, no character flaws are allowed to be shown in media? No bad behavior can be shown in media?"

(TW: SA)

But that's not what I mean? Yes, good characters are allowed to have flaws. But the problem with Jaskier is he is just not a good person all things considered. He is a fucking sex offender. He is sexist, he is manipulating women to sleep with him, lying and promising them things he never planned on doing, he stares at women when they are vulnerable and naked and their boundaries were crossed (like Yennefer being tied up and sexually assaulted and begging him to look away and he doesn't claiming it's revenge for her being mean), he makes disgusting comments about underage teenage girls. And yet he is Geralt's best friend. He is not portrayed as a bad person he is, at all. "Oh you can figure it out yourself, author doesn't need to spell it out for you." Okay but that's the problem? The main issue with that is he is doing things that the world we live in has an issue understanding are bad things and it ruins lives and kills women. Problem with rape and sexual assault is a lot of people don't treat it seriously or don't really treat it as a bad thing. So making a funny character, the quirky best friend, who is sexually abusing women and his abuse is often treated as this quirky funny thing he does (like oh he is such a womanizer, no woman is safe from him unless she climbs a tall tree haha) IS contributing to that and I should have a problem with that. It doesn't mean I think the author should spell it out. Yes, some people have issues understanding simple things but that doesn't change the fact that some pieces of media are fucking problematic with the way they portray certain behaviors. Because showing SA in the book is not bad per se (although Sapkowski really should fucking chill with it, the amount of pedophilia and rape in the series is a little bit disgusting and seems unnecessary) but it should be done responsibly considering how terribly poor is the understanding of this particular topic in our society. And call me childish for judging people for their favorite characters but if an adult man says Jaskier is his favorite character I don't want him anywhere near me. And yes, in the case of Jaskier it is very much a gendered issue.

[wedreamedlove]

His official bookshelf shows what he’s read! It’s mostly mystery novels, war novels, and then random things. However, upon closer look, they cue his past a lot.

On Row 1, we have:

And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie

The Black Echo by Michael Connelly

Malice by Keigo Higashino

On the surface, these just seem like murder mysteries, but Agatha Christie’s book examines the question of “who deserves punishment and how much when the victims are also murderers?”. This captures Osborn’s morality struggle and why he’s someone who stands in the gray zone.

Michael Connelly’s book is about morally ambiguous law officers and touches upon similarities of wartime and criminal behaviour, and how these strategies can be used for good.

Uh, let me just quote Osborn“Evil intertwined with power cannot be defeated by justice alone. The past had taught him this deeply.” [SSR The 400 Blows]. We’re talking about someone who, at 15 years old, decided to confront the rapist principal in an alleyway with a wooden bat. Who, later when he was an adult, created a “car accident” to take out the Yu Da Academy director.

Keigo Higashino’s book contains themes of envy, bullying, and childhood trauma. Yeah, that’s something Osborn isn’t lacking in his past either.

On Row 2, we have:

All Quiet on the Western Front by Erich Maria Remarque

Private Peaceful by Michael Morpurgo

Decisive Moments in History by Stefan Zweig

Remarque’s book is about German soldiers in World War I and their physical and mental stress during the war and detachment from civilian life upon returning home. In my opinion, this probably reflects Osborn’s lack of family and escape from the hell that was Yu Da Academy, he’s been through things no ordinary child or adult can imagine and so this sets him apart from everyone.

Morpurgo’s book is about the senselessness of war and ineptitude of the commanding officer. Interestingly, the main character gets court-martialed and sentenced to death for cowardice because he disobeyed a direct order just so he could stay with his injured brother in no man’s land. Osborn never takes orders and he often takes people under his wing because a big brother should protect his little brothers (Wen Wan and Osborn’s relationship started from a sad note). On a side note, the Chinese title for this book is really cute, it’s “Oranges and Lemons”, and we all know that Osborn loves lemon candy.

I honestly don’t know why he likes Decisive Moments in History, but it does have random and cool facts?

On Row 3, we have:

Murder on the Orient Express by Agatha Christie

The Lion in the Living Room: How Cats Tamed Us and Took Over the World by Abigail Tucker

Another Agatha Christie book that examines the question of “is it alright to kill a man, even if the law has acquitted him? Is it ever alright to kill a man?”. Osborn’s answer would be yes because he’s already done that LOL.

The last book doesn’t need an explanation. Osborn has an affinity with cats, even though he’s a dog-type boyfriend! He has Da Mi, Lil Xiao One, and his lazy kitten, Lil Xiao Five.

There’s actually one more book in relation to Osborn and it’s the book he chooses to read to you to coax you to sleep. It’s called Lonely Game by Yuan Zhesheng but, as far as I know, there’s no English translation. It’s a collection of short stories and Osborn reads out a passage that has hide-and-seek. The prose is amazing but also a little chilling. It leads to one of my favorite conversations though:

O: Mm, people who have been alone should understand this feeling of alienation. O: Hide-and-seek is interesting because someone cares for you, will search for you, and will look at you. O: Only when you’re seen by others can you be awakened from loneliness and return to the starting point of a group. O: Me? Maybe once before, but now I’m already back in the group.

As for me and my recommendations, it would all be romance novels. I get my deep and thought-provoking materials from games like these, haha. I know you said any genre is good, but I’d still like to know what exactly you’re in the mood for or looking for so that I can narrow the scope.

[gravityfalls-amirite]

Started watching a playthrough of jet set radio because boredom and wanted to understand why everyone keeps taking about the music. And while I was pleasantly surprised to unlock a memory that I actually played a bit of this game as a kid without realizing (played it at an older cousins house but found the game too hard at the time and never played it again haha) and that the music indeed slaps, I still don't understand the professor k/dj dude

Like, I have at least a half hour left of this vid so I'm well aware this guy is supposed to be a narrator for the players to guide the story and all but... I dunno, he doesn't make sense to me in the sense of why he's doing the broadcasts in the first place as well as why he's gotta be yelling 'JET SET RAAadiOOOOOO!!!!' at any given moment. Like I thought you were a guerrilla radio station and were supposed to be kinda on the hush-hush instead of letting your neighbours know you're doing a thing in your basement but then again, he also has those blaring speakers so.... idk XD

[shorkbrian]

Babysitter

Prelude - I do not understand how some people get turned on by spanking, but I still respect that kink. I could never lol I just think back to the days where I got spanked so hard I’d pass out or the wooden spoon would break haha.

Pairing - Bakugou Katsuki X Reader

Prompt - idk I just thought of babysitters being so flipping like “Im in charge here” and stupid and I feel like Bakugou would enjoy babysitting like someone just a few years younger than him cause he’d get such a rush of power. 

Warnings - NSFW, abuse of power, noncon, spanking, degradation, slight misogyny. slight masochism?

Music - https://open.spotify.com/track/5E30LdtzQTGqRvNd7l6kG5?si=IG4WgPeSQf2_UzyLXMWR7g

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Your mom was overbearing.

Here you were, a full-grown adult, and your mom was yelling her thanks to your “babysitter” as she rushed out the door.

You knew she was a bit protective, a bit hyper-vigilant and akin to a helicopter parent. But it was hard to be mad at her for it, not ever since dad had divorced her. She was terrified of something happening to you, of loosing the last thing in her life that she cared about. 

Still, it was hard not to feel a little bubble of irritation in your throat as you watched your “babysitter” wave to her as she climbed in her car. You didn’t need a babysitter, not at your age. And you especially didn’t need the gruff, surly man that had lived in the house across the street as your babysitter. You could take care of yourself, thank you very much.

And how come your mom didn’t trust you by yourself, but somehow trusted this Mr. Grumpypants that you had met a total of zero times. You had seen him once, when your mom’s car had broken down at her job and you had to go pick her up. 

You hadn’t minded, rolling up to the curb to see your mother animatedly talking to some blonde man with a stick shoved up his ass, his handsome face grimacing like he just sucked on a lemon dipped in hot sauce. Apparently she worked with him, the younger man a security guard for the complex her office was located in. You watched as his bored red eyes slid from your mother, over to you through the car window, his brow furrowing. The bored look had disappeared, and he regarded you with… curiosity? Contempt? It was hard to tell what emotion was hidden behind his eyes, underlaid so strongly with irritation and anger.

Mom had gushed about him all the way home, telling you details you didn’t really care about. His name was Bakugou Katsuki, he was single, 27, and wouldn’t you know - he lived right across the street!

Well, if she trusted him, you guess you should too. Didn’t mean you had to like it though.

And you didn’t, huffing as Bakugou closed the door and you turned back to your game, mashing buttons and sitting forward as you tried to beat this level.   It was ridiculous, your mom going over to his house a few days prior with a plate of cookies, asking the man if he wouldn’t mind coming and hanging out while she was away on some business trip. She had expressed her worry about leaving you - what if something happened while she was gone for a week? Someone could kidnap you and she wouldn’t even know until she got back!

Even when you politely reminded her that cell-phones existed, she was adamant; you were going to have someone big and strong stay in the house with you. It not only would keep potential burglars and thieves away, but it’d keep you safe, make sure you weren’t doing anything silly like staying up too late or eating too much junk food. It was embarrassing.

Some small part of you wanted to stomp your foot and whine at her, but that wouldn’t help you in trying to convince her that you were an adult. Once your mom convinced herself of something, nothing would be able to change her mind. Even when you pointed out that Bakugou was a strange man, she didn’t budge. 

“I see him everyday at work!” She had pointed out. “Plus, he’s a security guard sweetie - his literal job involves keeping people safe.”

Bakugou locked the door, before glancing your way. You felt his eyes on you, but you didn’t feel like acknowledging his presence, by gracing him with conversation or any sort of interaction. The man moved on after a second, walking behind you and into the kitchen. You heard him rustle in the cupboards, the clink of glasses, then the sound of water filling a cup.

Right - your mom had kindly showed him where everything was. She had guided him through each room showed him the guest room which she had made up for his stay, even walking him through the kitchen and showing him the contents of each cupboard. 

He came back into the living room with his backpack and cup full of water, settled himself down in one of the armchairs by the couch.  You didn’t spare him a glance as he pulled out his laptop, threw on some glasses, and settled himself in for… well, whatever he was doing. You were just glad that the two of you didn’t have to interact with each other.

You continued playing your game, occasionally getting frustrated enough to mumble under your breath at the TV as your character died yet again. This was going to be a long week.

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You were taking a gap year after graduating, relaxing before you threw yourself into college and working. Right now, your days were spent playing games, scrolling on your phone and laughing at memes, going to the pool for hours on end, the library, bike rides, hikes… lots of activities that kept your mind and body occupied. But this week? Bakugou threw off every plan you made.

It was the second day, and you had gotten up early to go swim and goof off at the community pool for a few hours. It was fun, you could tan a little, cool off, maybe see some cute boys your age. 

When you got out of the water you had two missed texts from Bakugou. 

Where are you

Tell me where the fuck you went

Instead of answering, you huffed, wrapping your towel around your waist. It took maybe fifteen minutes to walk home - you’d deal with your overprotective babysitter then.

He met you at the door, throwing it open before you could even touch the handle. His face was drawn tight in a scowl, the blonde crossing his arms as soon as you stepped inside and shut the door behind you.

“Your fucking phone die? Or are you just ignoring me?”

You shook your head, irritated with how big of a deal he was making out of this. You went to the pool all the time, you weren’t going to die. “I was at the pool, chill dude.”

“Oh, I thought you just popped out to go fucking parachuting!” He spat, uncrossing his arms to gesture at your body. “I can see that you went to the pool dipshit. Why didn’t you fucking tell me, huh? You normally run off on your mom without a damn word?”

You stared at him, curious to see if he would burst a blood vessel with how worked up he was getting. He didn’t seem like someone that knew what the word “relax” meant. Bakugou probably slept all angrily, arms crossed, lips pulled into a frown, eyebrows drawn low.

“Fucking hey, earth to idiot!” Fingers snapped in front of your face, and you recoiled, glaring up at the man in front of you. Before you could open your mouth, he huffed, rubbing a hand across his forehead. “Don’t fucking go anywhere unless you run it by me, understand? I don’t need you wandering into a fucking alley and getting stabbed or some shit.”

Snorting, you moved past him, not even bothering to answer. He was an asshole. Despite what your mother thought, you weren’t a child. You knew how to take care of yourself, you didn’t need some grumpy old guy bossing you around.  Said man was grinding his teeth as he watched you walk away, headed for your room. It probably annoyed the life out of him that you hadn’t answered, but he didn’t say anything. 

When you finished grabbing clothes for your shower, you came out of your room to see Bakugou leaning against the wall. 

“So you’re being a little spoiled princess, not even talking to me? That’s rich. You know I’m gonna be here for the next fucking week - you better make peace with that.”

“Dude, I don’t know what you want. I’m fine, I do this all the time. Just leave me be, and I’ll do the same for you.”

Bakugou grumbled something under his breath, but your skin was getting dry and tight from chlorine, so you ignored him as you slipped into the bathroom, locking the door behind you. You could hear his feet stomping away, and almost giggled at the sound. It almost seemed like he was the petulant child that needed a babysitter.

It didn’t take you long to rinse off, get all the chlorine and salt off your skin. Drying off, you quickly realized you forgot a bra when you had grabbed clothes - which was fine, you would just wrap up in your towel and waddle back to your room. Plus, the bathroom was directly opposite your room, and Bakugou wasn’t nearby, you could hear dishes rattling in the kitchen, so that wouldn’t be a problem. 

And it wasn’t, not until you were in your room, door closed, towel on the floor as you rifled through your dresser drawers for the bra you really liked.

“Hey princess, do you want-“

You only heard him as he opened the door, and by that time you were scrambling to snatch your towel up around your naked body. Bakugou choked on his words, face turning a flaming red before he slammed the door shut, giving you your privacy. 

Heart racing, you sat down on the floor, too embarrassed for words. That was awkward. 

“Why the fuck would you grab clothes, only to come back and change in your room!??!” Bakugou yelled from the other side of the door, a decidedly angry “thump” from where he banged his fist against the door.

“I forgot something, geez! Why didn’t you bother knocking?!?” You yelled back, your own face heating up.

“Holy fucking shit, just get some fucking clothes on, asshole. I’m makin’ pancakes and shit.”

Breakfast was an awkward affair, your gaze focused firmly on the perfectly cooked food on your plate. Bakugou was glaring at you between bites, obviously fuming. He was probably just as embarrassed as you were, but at least he wasn’t trying to make small talk.

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Bakugou doesn’t appreciate how much time you spend playing video games, and it’s only the third day. He’s grumbled about it several times already, but you aren’t hurting anybody, and there’s nothing else for you to do, so.

It seems like the only thing Bakugou is willing to do is sit nearby, glare at you condescendingly, and mutter under his breath about how you spend your time. When you decided to run to the store to get groceries (there was a surplus of food in the house - you just wanted some air and time away from your “babysitter”) Bakugou had suddenly appeared, moving in front of the door and sneering. 

“Are you trying to fuckin’ sneak off again? I won’t let that shit slide twice.”

You huffed, shrugging on your jacket. “Bakugou, I was going to the store. Contrary to what you think, I’m not eight years old, and I can take care of myself. My mom’s just a helicopter parent. You don’t even need to be here, honestly.”

The man scoffed, his face souring. “You’re literally a fucking child. Didn’t you just graduate highschool?”

Stepping closer to him, you squared your shoulders, eyebrows furrowing as you looked up at the blond. “Call me a child all you want - doesn’t change the fact I’m old enough to do stuff by myself. Now-“ you gestured to his body “-please move.”

“No.”

You crossed your arms over your chest. “And why not? You can’t just lock me in the house until my mom comes back.”

Bakugou’s head cocked, red eyes burrowing into your head. He grinned. “Why the fuck not? I’m in charge here, I get to make the damn rules. I say your ass stays here, and it’s going to.”

Clenching your jaw, you huffed, spinning on your heel. You weren’t going to be able to talk the bull-headed man into leaving you to your own devices. There was nothing left to do except shuck off your shoes, admitting defeat. It was so irritating - you didn’t need anyone looking after you, you were an adult! You were more than capable of handling yourself! Why didn’t your mom trust you? Did she think that you were too stupid to keep yourself alive and safe?

You left Bakugou at the door, grabbing a soda from the kitchen before flopping onto the couch in front of TV.  

Sure, you could read a book, do a puzzle, browse social media. But right now, you were feeling particularly angry, violent. You wanted to achieve something, finish quests, accomplish tasks. So video games it was.

Of course, that meant Bakugou sauntering back into the living room, groaning as he saw you back in front of the TV. But if he wasn’t going to let you go out, then this is what you were going to spend your time doing. If he wanted to treat you like a child, then you were going to act like one. Show him how much of a brat you really could be.

You turn on your console, select the game you’re going to be playing for the next few hours, and settle further into the couch, making yourself comfortable.  Reaching down to the coffee table, you’re about to grab the soda you had brought in earlier, but Bakugou beat you to it.

“Hey!” You whined, watching the blond pop the tab, take a long, slow drag of the carbonated drink. He smacked his lips and cocked his head, smirking down at you. 

“You shouldn’t drink this sorta shit, ’s bad for you.”

“Why are you drinking it then?!!?”

Bakugou shrugged. “‘Cause I’m in charge here. I get to do whatever I fuckin’ want.”

Huffing, you gave up the argument, starting to push yourself off the couch. Bakugou was one of those people that got off on power trips, liked being the one to call the shots. The best course of action here would be to just ignore him and grab another soda.

“And where the fuck do you think you’re going? I didn’t say you could move.” The blond man was standing in front of you, making it impossible for you to stand. He was so irritating - you couldn’t wait for this week to be over.

“I’m going to get something to drink, since you decided to help yourself to my soda.”

He moved out of your way, clicking his tongue before flopping down into the armchair by the couch. You glared at him for as long as you could, until the kitchen wall hid his face from view. Ugh, he was such a jerk. At first he had seemed somewhat decent, but as he got more comfortable around you, the man was turning into a self-absorbed tyrant. 

Whatever, you were only going to have a stupid “babysitter” for a few more days.

----

“Get off the damn game! Don’t make me haul your ass off that couch.” 

Bakugou threatened. He wasn’t very intimidating, standing there vigorously brushing his teeth like there was something wrong with them. The blond had already asked you two other times, and you had ignored him on both occasions. You were so close to leveling up, just a few more points.

If Bakugou wanted to go to bed when the sun was still up, he was more than welcome to do so. You however, had better things to do with your time.

You saw him stomp away out of the corner of your eye, apparently giving up on trying to tell you what to do in your own house. Good.

If anything, Bakugou should be grateful that all you were interested was playing video games and going to the pool. You could be out getting in trouble, doing drugs, rebelling against the system or something - but you were here, chilling and causing zero trouble. 

The sink in the bathroom ran, then clattering could be heard as Bakugou finished up his bedtime routine, putting his toothbrush away, washing his hands, yada yada.

He appeared back in the living room, arms crossed. His muscles bulged out like that, showcased by the sleeveless black tank top he was wearing. But you weren’t intimidated, it’s not like he was going to hit you or something.

“Alright, last chance. Turn the fucking game off, it’s your majesty’s bedtime now.” He sneered.

You ignored him.

“You seriously wanna do this princess?”

You stayed silent. Just a few more kills….

“Alright, you fuckin’ asked for it.”

The TV turned off, Bakugou yanking the cords out behind it.

“Dude, what the hell! I was so close to leveling up!!” You screeched, sitting up straight. Bakugou’s face was screwed into an angry frown, and he advanced towards you, walking with purpose. You were fuming, rising to your feet so you could get in his face, tell him off. He was acting like he was your dad or something, and he most definitely was not.

When the man got within an arm length of you, you immediately jabbed a finger into his chest, mouth opening to spit nasty words. Those words died when your hand was slapped harshly away, Bakugou still walking forward until he was crowding into your space. You tried to shrink back, but a rough hand latched onto the back of your neck, holding you still as Bakugou closed in on you, bringing your foreheads together.

“You are such a spoiled little princess. Think you can get away with shit, yeah? Never had a man in your life to put you in your goddamn place, that’s why, isn’t it?” 

You blanched, still trying to lean backwards, away from his overwhelming presence. It was kind of scary, how he was all up in your face, how his fingers gripped the back of your neck so tightly, how his face was so close to yours that you could feel his warm, minty breath.

“Bakugou, ple-“

“Nah, shut the fuck up. We’re past any point where you could’ve begged for forgiveness. I am so sick and tired of your bratty little attitude. You keep testing my patience, being a little shit, acting like you own the damn place. You’re gonna show me you’re fuckin’ sorry princess.”

A hand wrapped around your waist, another on your thigh, hefting you up with brute strength and slinging you over his shoulder in the blink of an eye. The swift movement made your head spin for a second, but you quickly adjusted.

“Woah, what the hell man? Put me down!” Bakugou ignored you, spinning on his heel and marching towards the guest bedroom. “Dude, put me down right now, this isn’t funny anymore. C’mon, put me down, I get it. You’re in charge, and I gotta listen. You can let me down now. Please?”

Your pleading went unheard, even as it got more and more desperate the closer to the guest bedroom he walked. When you passed through the doorway, you kicked at the mans stomach, tried to hit his back - you had a faint idea of where this was going, and it was nowhere good.

Without ceremony, you were thrown on the bed, the air getting knocked out of you with the impact, your head bouncing a few times on the mattress.  Bakugou turned, shutting and locking the door before he was back in front of you again, a vicious look on his face.

You scrambled backwards on the bed, holding out one hand as if to ward him off. “Okay, dude, wait, you don’t want to do this. Please don’t do this, you’re a good guy-“

“Shit, do you ever stop running your mouth? Calm the fuck down princess, I’m just gonna spank you ’till you cry, then we’ll be even.”

The idea was humiliating, embarrassing, degrading. But it was better than what you thought was about to happen. Bakugou grabbed your ankle, pulling you back towards him with a quick yank, sitting down beside you on the bed. The man patted his lap expectantly, before getting impatient with your hesitance and grabbing your hair, pulling you across his lap with a pained shriek from you.

“Now, here’s how this is gonna fucking go. You’re gonna sit there and take it, and you’ll be done once I say so. Now shut up.”

Without further ceremony, a broad hand slapped your ass, your shorts providing only the thinnest of barriers. You weren’t ready for the hit, so you lurched forward across the mans lap with a small cry. Another smack landed, and while you still weren’t ready, the sting wasn’t as jarring as the first slap.

SMACK

SMACK

SMACK SMACK SMACK

You tried to not whine, or cry, or make any noise, but it was hard. His hand was coming down with more force on each strike, and it /hurt/.  You could feel your skin throbbing underneath your shorts, red and tender, and you were ready to be done. 

Bakugou however, was not.

He kept going,

SMACK

Each hit harder than the last.

SMACK

You wanted to cry, trying to hold it in, just endure through the mortification of being spanked like a child.

SMACK

SMACK

SMACK

You couldn’t take it anymore, bursting into tears, skin burning, blubbering for Bakugou to stop, please.

The spanking stopped. 

The two of you sat there, you sobbing, Bakugou rubbing the skin of your ass over your shorts. Somehow, that hurt just as much as the spanking did, so you reached a hand back blindly, trying to catch his wrist and push him away. As soon as you grabbed his wrist, Bakugou delivered another savage slap to your behind, making you immediately apologize and drop your hands, let him pet and stroke your ass at his leisure.  It hurt.

You don’t know how long you both stayed there, Bakugou further irritating the burning, raw skin of your butt, you sniffling and calming down from the full-bodied sobs that had wracked your form earlier.  It had been long enough that you barely flinched when Bakugou tentatively fingered the waistband of your shorts, twisting up the fabric, as if he were hesitant to go further, but obviously considering it. You didn’t flinched when a decision was seemingly made, and a hand started slowly pulling your shorts down.

You flinched when the fabric slid over a particularly sore welt on your ass.

“What are you doing??” You panicked, trying to rise up, move away. A hand between your shoulder blades held you down, Bakugou’s gruff voice telling you to stay still.

“I just wanna see how it looks, fuckin’ chill out princess.”

It’s not like you could argue, so off slid your shorts. You tried to protest again when you felt fingers hooking into the waistband of your panties, but another swift slap to your rear had you keening in pain, quickly falling silent. You could let him assess the damage, but that was it. If he tried to touch you further, you’d bite a chunk of his skin off, go find your phone and call the police. 

With your lower half bared to the room, you squirmed uncomfortably, immediately stilling when Bakugou’s hand smoothed over the abused skin of your ass. He seemed fascinated by the damage he had caused, and you were sure that there were welts, maybe even bruises already forming. Your skin burned, and not in a pleasant way. God, it was painful.

There was so much pain, your skin somehow felt numb and on fire at the same time. You almost didn’t notice Bakugou’s hand dropping to your thigh, slowly beginning to wiggle it’s way upward, headed towards the little pink slit nestled between your legs. 

When his hand made contact with your pussy, you flipped out.

Almost literally - you rocketed off the man’s lap so fast that you almost flipped over onto the ground, just barely catching yourself at the last second. 

And then you were standing in front of the man, lower half completely bared, him staring at the space between your thighs, before slowly dragging his eyes upward to find your own. 

You turned tail and ran for the door.

A problem with your aforementioned plan of calling the police, was forgetting that Bakugou was a security guard. His job was literally chasing people down, subduing them.

He had you pinned to the door in a matter of seconds, chuckling in your ear. 

“Damn, I really was just only gonna spank your ass raw. You look goddamn delicious though, and it seems like you just haven’t learned your fucking lesson.”

You were hauled backward, a hand pulling your hair, the other wrapped around your waist. For the second time that day, you were tossed onto the bed, but this time you barely stayed for a second, already trying to scramble off the other side.  But Bakugou was faster, his hand around your calf and dragging you back to him with an iron grip. 

A scream tore out of your throat, and you kicked at the man with all your strength as you got closer, catching him square in the jaw. His head snapped back, but his grip never loosened, keeping you stationary while you tried to wiggle away. 

His other hand came up to massage his jaw while he slowly rolled his head down to fix you with the most intense, hungry look you’d ever seen a human wear.

“Ohhh, shit. You don’t even know what you just did, do you princess?”

You gasped at his breathy laugh, the way his eyes seemed to light up. Within a second, he was on top of you, face inches away from your own. You could feel his dick, hard against your thigh.

“Wait, you don’t have to do this-think of the consequences! Please, I won’t tell anyone, just let me go, right now. You don’t want to do this Bakugou, please, it’s not gonna be good for either of us-“

He ignored your reasoning, instead focusing on ripping off your shirt, doing the same to your bra. You tried to stop him, hitting and punching, trying to sink your nails into his back, claw at his eyes. You even resorted to snapping your teeth at his nose when his face got too close, turning your head to sink your teeth into his forearm.

Bakugou just groaned throatily, his eyes fluttering shut. Immediately, you let go, not expecting that response. That was supposed to hurt, why wasn’t he yelling in pain? The man lifted his forearm, watching blood start to drip from where your blunt teeth had punctured his skin. He was breathing heavily, straddling your legs, hunched over you like a dog.

The next seconds were a blur, clothes coming off, his hands manhandling you onto your side, his deranged laughter and low, excited swearing filling your ears.

You found yourself on your side, Bakugou straddling one thigh, holding the other up with his arm. He was lining himself up with your opening, rough hand guiding his dick to nudge against your entrance. You screamed.

“Stop it! Stop it, please! You can’t do this! Oh god, stop, stop, stop, don’t-“

“I can do whatever the hell I want, princess.” The man spat, seemingly unaffected by the way you thrashed your body. You tried kicking the leg under him, but his weight anchored it firmly to the bed. You tried kicking the leg he was holding in the arm, but his tight grip just became painful, squeezing you into place. You tried to sit up, to reach out and grab him by the neck and squeeze, but the position you were in was impossible. He knew what he was doing.

You screamed again, a sound of pained, fearful anger crawling out of your throat. Bakugou just laughed.

“This wouldn’t be happening if you had just been good and listened to me. We could’ve gotten along.” He gathered the spit in his mouth, before crudely spitting onto his fingers. “I would’ve left you alone for now, I mean, I’m not a bad guy. “ Bakugou slapped his spit-slicked fingers down over your pussy, smearing his saliva along your folds, messily rubbing it in.

“I’m an upstanding citizen, I keep little crooks and stupid brats from running things their way, that’s all I’m doing.”

You yelled as a finger entered you, probing at your walls. “That hurts! Take it out, take it out! You’re disgusting, get off of me! Stop-!”

Bakugou kept talking, pointedly ignoring your panicked whining. 

“Yeah, I’ve seen you before, and you’ve got a nice little body. But it’s not like I was just gonna up and hold you down. Good thing you’ve been giving me reasons all week though, being an absolute spoiled-ass princess, you’re so fucking annoying.”

Another finger joined the first, roughly jamming into your cunt, your juices beginning to flow and smooth the way. It was so stupid that your body was responding to this.

“I woulda never touched you, no matter how much I fucking wanted to, if you had just been good. I guess it works for me that you’ve been shit, huh?”

The man laughed again, leaning down towards your face to smile at you in a jeer, adding another finger to your aching pussy. The stretch hurt, it was too soon, but it felt good nonetheless. It’d been a while since you’d last messed around with someone.

When his fingers retracted, you gasped, face quickly blushing red. Another glob of spit was ejected onto Bakugou’s hand, and he quickly slicked up his cock with his own saliva, hissing as he first touched it.

As he lined himself up, you tried begging one more time. “Bakugou, Bakugou, please. Please don’t, you don’t want to do this. You can’t! Just let me up, please? Oh god, please, just let me go, I won’t tell anyone.”

He shoved the entirety of his cock inside with one, jarring thrust.

You screamed, voice cracking in the middle. The stinging pain of your ass was forgotten in the face of the jabbing, spiky pain in your lower abdomen. Bakugou hissed, eyes closed in bliss.

“God, you’re fuckin’ tight. You a virgin?”

Tears in your eyes from the unexpected pain of being filled so suddenly, you shook your head no. Bakugou clicked his tongue.

“Ah, I kinda figured. Slut like you probably can’t go a few days without a cock stuffing your cunt.” A thought seemed to cross his mind, and Bakugou’s eyes opened, peering down at you inquisitively, a slight twinkle in his eye.

“Is that why you’ve been such a demanding little princess?” You shook your head no vehemently, the pain slowly fading the longer Bakugou remained still inside you. “Holy fuck, that’s why you’ve been like this all week! You just needed a cock!” The man laughed before reaching a hand down to pat your face condescendingly. “Don’t you worry princess,  I’ll give you what you need.”

No further words were spoken, despite how much you wanted to scream and yell and curse at the man above you. He immediately drew his cock back, before thrusting into you again, quickly finding a mind-numbing pace that didn’t allow you any time to think.

His thrusts were smooth, steady, fast - it was hard, no, impossible to stop yourself from moaning at how good everything was starting to feel, despite how much you didn’t want it to. It was even worse when Bakugou’s hand found it’s way to your clit, beginning to furiously rub the little button as he fucked you stupid.

“Yeah, you fuckin’ like that?”

You ignored him completely, turning your face against the covers of the guest bed. Bakugou just huffed, increasing his pace ever so slightly.

It wasn’t long before you were gasping, moaning on every other breath, trying to hold yourself back from begging the man to let you cum. You writhed underneath him, trying to arch your hips back to meet every one of his thrusts, ride the hand that was rubbing at your clit so nicely.

Your orgasm hit you out of nowhere. 

It fizzed in your stomach, pleasure racing through you so quickly that you lost your breath, muscles locking up. It felt so good, you couldn’t breath, couldn’t move. Bakugou fucked you through it, smirking down as you obviously rode out your orgasm, his finger falling away from your clit before you could get overstimulated. 

A few more thrusts, and Bakugou pulled out, quickly moving to straddle your chest as he quickly jerked himself off. His hand made the most lewd sound, squelching up and down his length that was drenched in your juices. 

You were so blissed out from your orgasm, you almost didn’t mind when cum started splattering over your face.

You did mind, however, when Bakugou tried to rub it into your skin after he finished.  A quick snap of your jaws towards his fingers made your point clear, and Bakugou backed off.

“We have plenty of time to work on you, seems like you still need to be put in your place by the man of the house. Spoiled little princess.”

——

When your mom got home, you barely kept yourself from sobbing in her arms as she hugged you. You wanted to tell her everything that had happened, what Bakugou had done to you - but that would just make her more paranoid, fearful.

She would lock you in the house and never let you leave. Plus it was embarrassing. “Hey mom, by the way, the babysitter you hired for me, your adult child, raped me after spanking me so hard I bruised, and I couldn’t stop him!” Wasn’t a sentence you wanted to utter. You were weak, and stupid.

Bakugou watched in the background, his backpack slung over his shoulder, ready to head across the street and back to his own house. Your mom kissed your hair, finally disentangling herself from your arms, moving to talk to the gruff blond. You stayed by the door, watching Bakugou with narrow eyes.

“We were fine - although, you were right in having someone come over. She’s irresponsible as hell, I don’t know what could’ve happened if I wasn’t here to stop her from doing stupid shit.”

Your mom threw you a disapproving glance, quickly turning to thank Bakugou for helping the two of you out. She pressed money into his hand, but he told her not to worry about it - he got to eat good food, sleep in a nice bed, and the wifi was better here than at his house. Your mom gave him a quick hug, and you watched his face sour, before he quickly moved away from her grasp.

“Just let me know if you ever need me to come hangout with her again - I think it’s good for her to have a strong male figure in her life. And my wifi sucks, so it’s a win-win for everyone.”

Except you.

Your mom clapped her hands together excitedly. “Oh, that’d be perfect! What a nice young man you are, I knew you were trustworthy.”

Your stomach soured. 

Bakugou said his goodbyes, obviously trying to get out of the house and away from your touchy mother as quickly as possible. Your mother thanked him again, welcoming him over “at any time!” To use the faster wifi, as long as he wouldn’t mind hanging out with you.

Bakugou gave a gruff laugh, brushing past you on his way out the door. He turned, looking at your mother, then at you.

“I’ll be here to help out, don’t you worry princess.”

You slammed the door in his face.

He was never stepping foot in your house again, not if you could help it.

[simeonsclavicle]

idk some hcs?

This was originally supposed to be for the brothers, but nah just Leviathan up in this house.

-Admiral of Hell's Navy is only truly comfortable in two places. Video games and water.

-Leviathan has more glamours than his brothers do. Sure they have a human realm glamour, a normal looking glamour, and then their demon forms. But he has four(or five if you think they can take on more demonic appearances beyond their in game demon forms). He can turn into an actual sea monster.

-The above is why Leviathan likes to chill in his demon form when he's alone, or comfortable with MC, in his room, only. His glamour is incredibly powerful, it is taxing on him. Even if he doesn't admit it.

-He hates feeling his brothers' envy more than he hates his own. Either because it annoys him or it saddens him who knows, but he despises it.

-Physical contact doesn't freak him out as much one would think. SUDDEN physical contact however? Hahaha, oh he's gone?

-Oral fixation galore. Probably developed up in the celestial realm. Likes to chew pencils, pens, plastic forks.

-He'd chew gum but he hates the taste of mint.

-Gift this man fun flavoured gums or those adult chew necklaces I promise you he'll thank you forever

-Surprisingly his canines rival those of Beel and Satan. They're good for ya know, sea monster things!

-Mr Tall and Lanky has back problems but is wayyy too embarrassed to admit. He literally only stands straight when in uniform and that's cause he has to.

-He calls normal books "normie reading material" but he enjoys a good classic, usually just borrows a book from the library or Satan instead of keeping his favourites in his room though, he can't let any normie behaviour be visible. Absolutely not.

-He's an incredible singer(he rivals Asmodeus, don't tell Asmodeus.) He just doesn't sing because of his siren's call, something easy to forget about in the heat of the moment. Safer to just not sing at all.

-Will sing musical theatre with you if you ask though, just ask.. ya know.. a few times. He'll eventually do it! His voice is so lovely..

-Can only shower/bathe in cold water, lmao WHEN he bathes that is.. But anything hotter than 'lukewarm' can dry out his scales.

-Cold. Very cold. He's cold blooded. Needs layers or he gets uncomfortable very quickly. Why do you think his coat is so long?? It acts as a blanket (,:

-The kind of guy who wears two pairs of socks.

-In the Celestial Realm his wings resembled that of Cormorants :) he took a considerable amount of pride in his wings. He was a warrior after all, and his wings had to show off how proud he was of his standing.

-Haha that quickly stopped mattering though. Once the wars stopped and General Leviathan wasn't needed anymore his life fell into disarray even when he still was an angel.

-Is an INCREDIBLE strategist. Better than any of his brothers(Don't tell Lucifer). He's aggressive and smart and he knows how to hit hard when it comes time to fight.

-Good with offensive magic and knows his way around a bow, sword, and a multitude of small sharp items. His preferred weapon though is offensive magic + bow mid range combo.

-His skills aren't needed as much, so he throws himself into games where they are needed, and he's a great team captain. He isn't afraid to help new players learn, and he's not afraid to talk back to the old salt who are too set in their old meta ways.

-I could go on and on about how good he is with ya know, strategy, and fighting. But we'd be here for a long time. He was a general, he's an admiral now. He's good at what he does, even if he doesn't do it often anymore.

-He's banned from like three aquariums because the creatures kept flocking to him and him alone and it was pissing off other demons lmao poor Leviathan.

-Likes to lay on the floor and look up at the jellyfish lanterns, when he's alone, and the world is too much, and the ocean is simply too far to reach. He enjoys just lying, quietly, looking at his decorations. They calm him. :)

[shawnmendeslatinamerica]

PERSONAL PHILOSOPHY

One of my favorite books is “The Alchemist” by Paulo Coelho is the story of a young shepherd who sells his flock of sheep and goes on a quest to find his personal legend. I have always loved that idea of ​​the “personal legend”. Like, we all have a unique purpose that guides us on how to live our lives, and no one can tell us what it is, we must go and discover it. Hey, this is Shawn and today we will talk about the “why” of your life...

- When I was a child, my father took me on a trip downtown. He owned a business and his company sold supplies to local restaurants. Sometimes he would take me with him to do small tasks, like going to the bank or visiting clients. It was a snowy day and my dad and I were walking in the street together. I remember seeing a person go by, a man who looked weird and tired, and he walked a little funny.

- And I guess it didn't fit with my idea as a child of what adults should look like. And then I said something like “Dad, what's wrong with that man? It looks a little weird. "And instantly before I can finish saying the phrase, he kneels down, puts his hands on my shoulders and says, “Shawn you never know, you never have the right to judge someone, you have no idea. of what is happening in your life, and never forget it." And I never did.

- My father has always been known as a great man, a man of integrity, as a child he used to tell me that he preferred to be remembered as a great man rather than someone with a lot of money. He has been a second father to some of my friends, and a second brother to many who needed him. When he enters a room he is like a ray of light.

- He has his hair pulled back with his sunglasses on his head, he always wears his shirt with some buttons unbuttoned, and he always has peppermint gum in his mouth. The funny thing is, I'm selling shows around the world, but when he and I are in the same place, people are like, hey where is your dad?

- The thing about my father is that he knows what he stands for / stands for, he knows which direction his internal compass is pointing and always has. He has been on this mission for longer than I have been alive, to live with integrity and to be a ray of light for the people in his life.

- A few years ago I started working with a “performance coach”, an incredible man whose name is Michael (I don't know how to write the last name haha). He has been a huge influence on me and in fact we have become close friends now. He was the first person to introduce me to the idea of ​​having a personal philosophy. He instantly fell in love with this idea.

- It is the notion that we should all know why we are here. When you lay your head down at night and tell yourself my personal philosophy is this, it should send chills down your spine. A visceral reaction, as if it were written in the stars just for you. What is not your personal philosophy, is a personal achievement that will fill a void that you feel within you. It is not a pile of bills in the bank or a plaque on the wall. You will not find it in awards or praise or instagram likes.

- Your personal philosophy is why in your time on earth, it is about your deepest intentions for this life. To find your purpose you must be open and patient. It is a conversation between the universe and you. And whatever it is is totally unique to you and your life. If you are more content writing a poem in a cafe than hacking the stock market to make a million dollars, that is incredible.

- I know for me, I'm not the guy who's going to come up with the next million dollar idea, I'm much more drawn to sitting in my room and playing guitar and coming up with the most poignant song or chord structure or melody. Your personal philosophy is about who you are and why you are here at the deepest level there is. And if you haven't found it yet that's totally fine. The truth is, I don't know if I've found mine yet.

- I think I keep looking, I keep listening, but the more I read and talk to inspiring people, the closer I get. I was reading and listening to the philosopher Alan Watts and I came across this chilling and beautiful phrase "life is a game" Is that my personal philosophy? I don't think so, but it's definitely bringing me closer. Is it the idea that whatever you are doing, every action must come from a place of love? Maybe when I sit down with it it definitely gives me the creeps.

- No one else can tell you why you are here, your personal philosophy is something very intimate and unique to us. It's almost a question that you should whisper to the wind and listen for a while to see what comes back. Maybe you know what your purpose is and if it gives you chills when you think about it? Hold on to that. And if you don't know yet? Give it time, keep looking and keep listening.

[iamnightduchess]

ReinerxMikasa (ReiKasa) Extremely Kinky A to Z Ask Game (R20+) Headcanon #19

*Update: 24 March 2021

A continuation of this ask & inspired by this original post. Dedicated to @xrocketmanx for their amazing 💖 on my ko-fi page!

(A/N: ‼️WARNING‼️Graphic description of very explicit smut with potentially provocative images ⛔ Please don't click Keep Reading if you're below 20 🙅‍♀️ Sorry kiddos! To my more adult readers, please absorb this post's content with appropriate discretion & maturity)

(In complete Alphabetical Order)

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex)

People expect Reiner to be the one who would jump off the bed immediately soon after when they’re done but on the contrary, he just loves lying there and holding Mikasa in his arms post-coitus. Although, they do sleep with Mikasa lying on his chest most nights. Mikasa wasn’t used to be held intimately in the first few months of their relationship, so the first time they made love, Reiner gave her the space that she needed before, during and after. It was Mikasa who finally initiated their first cuddle post-coitus after the next several weeks.

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Reiner: Very confident of his physical appearance and in his skin. He really loves everything on and about Mikasa. He loves her body type the way she is - to him, hers is just perfect. But, his most favorite body part of hers he'd like to touch first every time he could is her hands. He just like holding her hands when he wakes up, winding down for the night & even when he's asleep.

Mikasa: This woman, despite having a bombshell athletic figure, still secretly feels insecure of the way she looks. She loves Reiner's biceps the most - at home, she'll sneak a quick peck or a nibble on his biceps when he's doing the dishes or making dinner. She also likes to snuggle up to him on the couch with his arm draped around her shoulders, sometimes until she falls asleep.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… lol)

She...swallows? 🙈 (holy shizz i'm not so sure of this one. Can't think of a suitable answer without being cringey 🤣)

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Reiner & Mikasa once had a quickie inside the changing booth during a beach trip with their friends. Reiner had also went down on Mikasa after dinner at his mum's place, right in Karina's laundry room because he 'accidentally' spilt some wine on her dress & wanted to get her dress cleaned up. He ended up having her as dessert on top of the moving dryer & she left her underwear there by accident.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?)

They were both not each other’s first lovers but when they first got together, the experience is like being with no other. They discovered new parts & points of not only their significant other’s physical & spiritual strengths but also their own respective preferences as well. Reiner’s quite a ladies’ man during his early years in the military but after a while, he got bored of the game. Meeting Mikasa, he realised he wants to play the game again but this time to win it for good. Mikasa has only been with one boyfriend since college & being with Reiner opened her eyes up to vast possibilities.

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual)

No, Reiner doesn't do the Military Style despite being a military man 🤣 Missionary & Cow Girl are their standard starting positions. Despite Mikasa being very flexible, which gave them more advantage in attempting the more physically-challenging positions, but the following are their more favorite experimental ones:

Oasis

Basket

Watering Can

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

A little bit of both, no doubt. Reiner has a dorky sense of humor & Mikasa's odd humor makes for a good tension-breaking combination. Their foreplays always begin with a good laugh - with Reiner ghosting his teasing touches on her love handles. Gets her in the mood for some serious sexing every time.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)

For both, the carpets matched the drapes. Mikasa tried Brazillian wax once and uhh...Reiner abstained for a week & a half because he prefers her au naturalé 🙈 He said it felt odd from what he's used to haha

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…)

There are days they’ll just have a quickie if they get in the mood while just chilling, watching TV together after dinner. Before the children came, they would always have slow, intense eye-gazing, tantric, unrushed lovemaking. After the twins came into the picture, they’ll be lucky if they can even have cuddle time together >D Mikasa doesn’t say “I love you” out-loud but showed it in the way she touches & kisses Reiner’s arm when he’s in the kitchen making dinner or when he’s giving the twins a bath.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon)

Oooh...Reiner rarely does this after he dated Mikasa & married her. But he loves getting her to touch herself in the showers. While he watches.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Did i tell you about their muscle kink & how much they love each other’s muscles?? Roleplay :) They like to pretend they’re strangers meeting in a cafe or a hotel bar and later have a ‘pretend one-night stand’ with each other haha It keeps the flame burning! (i posted a oneshot on this.)

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do)

Home: bedroom, kitchen and in his home office. In the showers too!

They're not one to do it in public but they did have several outdoor trysts on the back of his 4WD while having a romantic night under the stars.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going) haha can't help not including this gif

When Mikasa rubs one of Reiner's thighs, rest assured that his gears will be running. Meanwhile when Reiner nuzzles her neck and started caressing her abs, oh it's an on for her alright.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

⛔ Backdoors are a big N.O ⛔

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

They're both amazing givers... You know what it means: 34 + 35 🤫 Reiner would sometimes initiates when Mikasa's already asleep. Remember that Zoom Conference & online gaming session? Mikasa likes to get back at Reiner when he least expects it.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.)

Both depending on their moods...quickies are usually fast pounding yet not too rough, Reiner respects Mikasa too much to ever be at risk of hurting her. Usually their lovemaking would be sensual & soul-bonding at the same time.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.)

Mikasa prefers to wear pants when they ever go for outings, movie trips, hiking trips. But, she wears skirts when they're visiting their families for a reason: smoother access for quickies. The moment she walks down the stairs in a beautiful dress before they head to his mum's or her aunts', Reiner already knows it. They be getting freaky with a quickie later 🙈

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.)

Reiner & Mikasa are very experimental in the bedroom. Sure, they don’t have frequent lovemaking but when they’re in the mood, fireworks are a guarantee throughout with different new positions ;) Risk-taker? Let’s just say Reiner’s virility and Mikasa’s flexibility provided a lot of perks in their love lives together (and some pregnancy scares too! before they were ready to conceive) Mikasa once gave Reiner head while they're stuck in traffic heading into a road block. He'd finished just before the the car in front of them pass the inspection 🙈

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…)

Ooh boy, all night haha Rounds: 2 max at one time. Duration: At least 1.5hours X) They both are super fit, athletic people so one can expect their staminas to be nothing less than subpar. *cough* In Canon AU: Max 4 times or 1/3 of the night *winks* because supernatural & acker powers!

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?)

No, they don't 🙈

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Goes without saying: a lot. Mikasa likes to wear Reiner's tshirts/ dress shirts at home to tease him. While Reiner likes to wear his reading glasses a lot at home because that is one of her biggest turn ons from him.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make)

Mikasa's the quiet one between the two and the loudest she'd ever been was just a deep, heavy whimper. Reiner's the louder one that sometimes Mikasa would have to smother him when they're having a quickie 🤣

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Even after more than 20 years together, Reiner and Mikasa still make out like they're teenagers - pretending to sneak around and grinding in hidden, cramped spaces away from their kids.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words)

Mikasa : Dynamite & powerful grip - thighs and you-know-what (even after 3 kids!)

Reiner : Thicc - ass & this man is packing. He has girth!

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?)

On a scale of 1 to 10, with 10 being the highest: 15 🤣 There's something about getting Mikasa to relax and laugh during their chill time, that just instantaneously revved up their engines at the same time. Reiner is a very tender, romantic person & Mikasa cannot resist it when he starts to tell her how much he loves her & appreciates her. He likes to kiss her hand when they're just hanging out even with friends. Everything Reiner does is genuine & that warms her heart everytime.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Reiner would be the first to go out like a light & Mikasa just likes to rest her head on his chest and hear his beating heart & relaxed breathing. Mikasa thinks Reiner's little snores are adorable. But when they're just cuddling on the couch, Mikasa would fall asleep first & Reiner would carry her to the bed.

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A/N: I had a lot of fun with this & I hope you'll enjoy it too! Thank you so much for the support & love 💖 xoxo More asks to come!

[riarushi]

nct as cousins.

❥ genre- serious crack, fluff ❥ word count- 1.7k

Alternatively titled “NCT at Family Gatherings”. I think the universe wanted me to write this? Thank you to markleeholdingthings on Instagram for helping me out! (We made the most basic family dynamic on the planet.) ~Ness

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Taeil

Talks to the adults and enjoys it.

Some of the babies originally thought he was their uncle. 

Not necessarily close with any of his cousins except the older ones that took care of him growing up.

The younger ones aren’t too familiar with him since he doesn’t talk to them, but he likes to give them little trinkets when he sees them. 

Will offer to supervise the kiddos if they want to go outside. 

Has a music degree (big no no in this stereotypical family) and works in music production.

Johnny

The cousin that’s stuck in college, everyone loves him but the adults don’t think he is a good life example to the youngsters.

Second favourite of the adults (because the favourite has a degree and a job).

Likes talking w his fellow millennials while sipping his wine

He likes to give advice to high school cousins.

The baby cousins fear him :( He smiles at them lots and gets them the best presents to make up for it. 

Is probably still in college because he doesn’t want to join the adult table.

Taeyong

Taeyong likes the babies. 

He’ll sit them on his lap while he talks to the adults, making sure to play with them a bit so they don’t get bored. 

If they do anyway, he’ll get up and carry them back to the rest of the cousins, chatting with them for a while. 

The adults think he would make a great father. (Some of the nosy aunts and uncles like asking about his love life lmao) 

He treats the cousins around his age or older with respect. 

Overall everyone likes him because he’s happy to talk and easy to get along with.

Yuta

A social genius, he tailors his approach perfectly for every generation.

Has to greet every single child at the reunion before doing anything else. 

Every moment you look at him, there’s a different youngster in his arms and he’s high-fiving a different high schooler. 

Well-mannered with the adults and friendly with cousins of all ages. 

The high school-aged cousins love that he doesn’t treat them like angsty teenagers and he’s become a favourite among them.

Not jobless, to the relief of the parents.

Kun

Kun is the favourite, the cousin everyone gets compared to. 

He’s always busy working so he’s usually late to family gatherings. 

Is basically whisked away by the adults immediately to talk about adult things. 

He asks high school cousins “How’s school?”. Chill with them because he saw them grow up.

Has a huge soft spot for the baby cousins.

He’ll be in the middle of a conversation and drop everything when they tug on his sleeve.

Doyoung

Quiet, he does and talks about anything but only when he’s prompted.

He’s as successful as Kun, but not as sociable. 

Sits beside his parents most of the night and minds his own business. 

Doyoung’s awful at supervision. 

He just sits there and watches the kids make chaos.

His relatives get shocked when they see him outside of gatherings acting casually with his coworkers/friends.

Ten

He just got out of college but decided to take a year break before looking for a job. 

Is a kid favourite. 

Even though he’s one of the older cousins, he’s the most “hip with the kids”.

Teaches them how to cheat on tests and in general, be an awful student. 

Ten does not enjoy the adult table.

All the parents think he’s talented and has a lot of potential but will he!! Stop ruining their children’s minds!!!!! 

He only gets friendly with the older cousins when he’s wine drunk. 

Has never met the baby cousins. (The adults are sheltering them from the chaos that is Ten at family gatherings.)

Jaehyun

Jaehyun starts off by greeting the adults and being the sweetheart he is.

The adults always want to know about his love life because “Our nephew is very handsome, no?”

Hangs out with the older cousins later, drinking beer and chatting away like best friends.

He enjoys watching them fight with each other. 

Probably the youngest at his table, gets teased quite a bit. (”Yoooooo, Yoonoh’s growing up!”)

The younger kids aren’t really familiar with him.

Winwin

The favourite among the youngest cousins. 

They get excited to see him every time he arrives at family gatherings. 

Participates in their games (They like making him count for hide and seek.) and sits with them while eating. 

He spends very small amounts of time with the adults, quickly answering any questions they have about his life. 

The older cousins think he’s cute :( 

After the little ones go home, he watches whatever drinking game his generation has gotten into.

Jungwoo

Jungwoo is a free soul.

He’s just there to entertain himself, watching whatever cartoon the little ones are watching.

When they turn around and see a grown man on the couch, they’re a bit startled.

The adults think he enjoys taking care of the kids, but no. The boy is there to watch Tom and Jerry for his own enjoyment. 

Nobody remembers that he’s an engineering student, one moment he’s watching Blue’s Clues and the next he’s leaving to finish an assignment for class. 

The high schoolers try to ask him for advice, but he just says “I literally don’t know what I’m doing.”

Lucas

This boy walks into every family gathering dressed like he’s gonna be on a runway. 

Enjoys talking to the high schoolers about how their school’s changed since he graduated. 

Other than them, he joins any conversation on invite. 

The youngsters climb him like he’s a playground item. 

There’s just kids hanging off him while he laughs at some joke his uncle made. 

Sometimes, they shout “Big brother Yukhei!” into his ear and he just pats their head silently before continuing on with his business.

Mark

Follows his parents around.

He’s wrapped up in his own thoughts instead of whatever his mom is talking about with his relatives.

I’m kinda hungry, should I grab that cookie? I’m gonna grab that cookie. 

At some point, his parents get fed up with him “acting like an eight year old,” so he gets sent to play with his fellow cousins. 

Asks for the WiFi password and then sits on the couch all night scrolling through his phone. 

He doesn’t talk to his cousins because he never knew how to.

Xiaojun

A sweetheart with the most patience. 

Same question from every single adult about school? No problem, he’ll answer it as many times as he needs to. 

The youngsters like to pull pranks on him because they know he won’t scold them afterwards.

“Did we get you good, Dejun-ge?” “Yeah, I almost had a heart attack, haha.” 

Helps the babies get food. 

Just has a great family bond with everyone.

Hendery 

Hendery likes to look for the older cousins that take care of him, initiating conversation.

If they’re busy or stop talking to him, he goes to the crowd of younger cousins on the couch and chills with his phone.

Occasionally, he’ll show them all some memes he has.

“Haha, guys look at this one.”

Mimics the children screaming in the background to get some chuckles from them, too. 

The adults don’t think much of him, he’s a chill kid doing his thing.

Renjun

He’s quiet and polite for the most part, especially towards the adults.

With his cousins, he jumps in to say one-line roasts about people mentioned in conversation and then goes back to being silent.

They might say something like “My school friends are so weird!” and Renjun simply replies with “Makes sense why you’re friends, then.” 

One of the baby cousins likes to hug his leg, and he smooths their hair or holds their cheek absentmindedly.

An art major, but the adults aren’t worried since he’s smart. 

When alone in a room, he’s doodling on some scrap paper he found.

Jeno

Close with the cousins around his age.

Has a group chat with them and texts them to come to the living room. 

When they arrive he just goes “Wanna play Spaceteam?”

He plays party games with them for the rest of the night. 

If the other cousins want to join in, he’ll teach them how to play. 

The adults don’t think much of him, they usually just ask how he is and he replies with “Good!” and a smile.

Haechan

Haechan is The Annoying Cousin™. 

He comes off as very cold and bitchy usually. 

At family gatherings, he participates in games and gets overly competitive.

WILL cheat or flip the table, causes all the chaos.

The parents aren’t a fan of him, the kids either love him or hate him.

Older cousins think he’s entertaining lmao

Jaemin

Normal until some random kid screams his name. 

From then on he is in full kindergarten teacher mode.

Brings an entire crowd of noisy toddlers to the tables and everyone is just in shock. 

His older cousins know he’ll come around and chat with them once the kids go home, so they save him a bottle when he gets there. 

The adults have a good image of him: handsome, smart, charming. They think he’ll get married early. 

It’s a celebration if his mom announces he’s seeing someone.

Yangyang 

Starts heated debates among his cousins. 

If he’s in the zone and an older cousin tries to put an educational twist on the argument, he’ll start bullying them out of the room.

“From what I learnt in college--” “THIS IS A DEBATE AMONGST THE YOUTH.”

Two seconds later, he’s back to being friendly and cheery, talking casually and normally. 

The adults don’t believe their children when they tell them what happened upstairs with Yangyang. 

They think he’s the sweetest kid of the bunch.

Chenle 

Chenle is just comfortable and gets absorbed in the atmosphere.

“Chenle, go play with your cousins.” “Hey guys! My mom said to play with you”. 

All his cousins get along with him. 

He thinks the baby cousins are cute and will baby them. 

Lets them sit on his lap while he plays card games. (Probably lets them choose cards for him sometimes, too.) 

Youngest of his generation, everyone loves him to pieces.

Jisung

He does not want to be at the family gatherings. 

Awkwardly trails his parents because he doesn’t know what to do. 

Has to be pushed towards the food by relatives and just goes “Oh. Um, okay.” 

The older cousins ruffle his hair and ask him, “Aye, Jisung! How’s school?” “I-It’s good...” 

The younger ones do not find him approachable. 

Asks his parents when they’re going home as soon as 9 PM hits.

[writerfangirlbooks]

Bobby’s Daughter Part 1

Dean x Y/N

Prompt: Imagine flirting with Dean Winchester before he finds out you're Bobby's daughter.

A/N: I know Bobby never had children, but let's imagine for now. I've got a cool idea, for the most part, to go with this prompt. As always, feel free to request any ideas you would like me to write! I've had quite a few Dean ones recently and even more coming up soon. Thanks for sticking with me. Also, I just can't write a story without a backstory, I just need it desperately haha, so enjoy this midnight mess. And uhh, this one gets a little steamier than the others, just a heads up. Also this one is getting multiple parts! Word Count: 1800

Credit to gif owner!

It took you long enough to convince your dad to so much as let you hunt by yourself.

You heard the story of your mom once, and only once. Your dad hated discussing what happened to her. It broke his heart, losing the love of his life. Bobby often declared he didn't know what he would do without you, that you being born was a blessing and miracle tied into one burst of joy in this miserable man's life. That was quite a bit to live up to. Fortunately, you weren't stuck with him all of the time. Once he stopped homeschooling you, you were able to have real interactions and get to know the real world.

Every once and a while, a friend of your father would drop his sons off at the doorsteps to watch for endless amounts of time. Sure, the boys were a couple of years younger, but at least they never said you had cooties. They were excited to be with Uncle Bobby, though they weren't related. It occasionally made you doubt your place in his heart, wondering if he wished you had been born a son instead. However, it was nice to not be made fun of not having a mom and having a drunkard for a father. You saw the brothers young and at one point, hadn't seen them since. It wasn't uncommon for traveling hunters to occasionally leave their children for a weekend or two, so you didn't easily remember all of their names.

Growing up a female was tricky in small-town Iowa, even more so as a hunter. Your father spent some time away hunting when things began to go awry in nearby towns. You started public middle school around age eleven, but your father feared you were simply too young to spend nights by yourself, and you didn't exactly have a bunch of friends to spend the nights at. That ended up causing extra frustration and stress on his plate before you suggested an idea you watched on television: private school.

In a way, Bobby was a better father after you went away. You became more outgoing, learned what it meant to be a lady, and more importantly, how to use that to your advantage. You were encouraged to learn other languages, try extracurriculars. So you did, studying Spanish and French for the rest of your education. You joined the photography club, acted in theatre, and played soccer. You went home on holiday breaks, summer being your favorite as it meant spending more time with your dad. He did his best to be home as often as possible. You got excited to fix cars if it meant spending time with him. Despite his protests, you felt encouraged to hunt, so he gave you pointers. It was years before around age sixteen, he finally allowed your first solo hunt. It was thrilling and unsurprisingly, it went great. He preferred playing board games and watching television with you, making him overall pretty chill.

The one thing he was not a cool dad came to your dating life. You tried getting a boyfriend young and Bobby insisted on meeting him before your first dance. Let's just say the two of you didn't leave together by the end of the night. He was more lenient toward regular, mediocre guys. His one rule was the most adamant: don't date hunters. Fortunately enough for you, most hunters were around your dad's age, so, very much not your type.

That could lead to some very lonely tonights as you became an adult, leading to one night stands in apartments. Of course, you skipped past the whole college scene. Far too expensive and not something you seemed interested in, anyway. Despite your father's protests, you decided to spend time traveling rather than staying with him. You had gotten used to your independence and was somehow nearing thirty way too quickly. You considered yourself content in life. You were a darn good hunter, a woman that could hold her alcohol, and a successful freelance photographer. You weren't sure where your dad's income came from and you decided it best not to ask, sticking to making an honest living while hunting as often as possible.

It was late summer and Bobby's birthday was coming up soon. Although he hated celebrating, you made sure to be around during this time. It just so happened to coincide with a case you were tracking. You figured you would surprise him tomorrow evening and make his favorite dinner. For now, though, you rented a small apartment half an hour away. You felt motels were dirty and a bit pathetic. You did have some class, after all.

Tonight you were looking for a good time, clothed in one of your favorite dresses, with matching heels and handbag. You headed to the bar, pulled up a chair, and ordered your favorite margarita. Soon enough, a man's build and shadow blocked your view of the door. He cleared his throat and you turned your head, taking in the view of messy brown hair and mischievous green eyes attached to a face full of sun-kissed freckles. The man wore nothing special, just regular jeans and a plaid shirt layered with a hunter-green jacket. It was a look that fits well in Iowa, but his voice showed quickly he was not raised here.

"Not a beer girl, huh?" He asked, raising an eyebrow towards your bright colored drink. You did a quick assessment and deemed this man as not a threat. He could be just what you were looking for. As you began to speak, you watched his attentive gaze dip from your eyes to your lips then back again.

"Not quite my style. I like something a little sweeter," you said with a small smile. Leaning back in your chair, you aimlessly twirled the straw around in your drink as you looked back up to the handsome stranger.

He draped an arm around your chair, his fingers lightly brushing your shoulders in the process. "Then feel free to call me sugar, sweetheart," he said. His eyes crinkled with the flirty grin. You wanted to laugh at what a bad line it was but figured his looks could make up for a lacking game. You bit back your smile by licking your lips and tacking a long sip of your drink.

"Well, I don't know about that, but you can call me Y/N," you offered.

The conversation quickly led into basic first date questions, leading you and the man who later introduced himself as Dean to realize you had quite a few similarities, such as bands, landmarks, and even pies. Neither of you was able to persuade the other to change interest in alcohol. Once you got to the topic of cars, you had lost track of time. Dean claimed to have an older Impala and was eager to show you. You were used to the ploys of cool cars to get a woman outside, but you weren't objecting to where the night was headed. You were left intrigued and somewhat shocked that someone this good looking was actually telling the truth about having such a well kept and beautiful vehicle. You were hoping to get the chance to impress him with your own knowledge about cars at some point if things actually made it past three am leavings, which was typically not likely.

When Dean proposed the invitation, he noticed your response was less than immediate. You didn't mean to hesitate but was trying to work out to tell him how you did not feel comfortable leaving your own car in the bar parking lot. His shoulders sagged ever so slightly. It typically wouldn't have been that noticeable except behavior change was something you studied in school when taught how to create poses for your photos. His green eyes were bright and eager, reflecting from the yellow lights outside of the bar.

"I, uh, if you're not interested... we don't have to..." Dean began stuttering, changing pace. He must not be used to rejection, you decided. "I don't want you to be uncomfortable."

You took one of Dean's hands, finding the new change endearing. Although it could've been funny to turn down someone that seemed like a player and innate flirter, that was not your plan for tonight. "Dean, I'm fine. I just don't like to leave my car, so if you want to follow, or go with me, back to my place?" You offered. You tilted your head, waiting for an answer.

He nodded. His grin had returned widely and he used his other hand to indicate for me to lead the way. And off Dean and you went. The two of you stumbled into your apartment in half the time it should have taken you to get back. Dean's chatter filled your ears up until you unlocked the door to your room.

Your keys were tossed onto the television stand while shoes were being kicked off against the closet door. Heat filled the room as your bodies filled the bed, disregarding your clothes and newness to one another. You felt much more connected as Dean kissed you, a sense of familiarity in his warmth and scent. It began with an intense and heavy makeout before his lips left yours, and began to trail down your neck, continuing further as time ticked away. The clock on the wall was the only sound you could hear besides your ragged breathing and the squeaks of the bed. The sheets were too weak for your grip, so you moved your nails into his back. You could feel his smiles trace your skin. You couldn't help but shudder when Dean whispered into your ear. It was a beautifully messy sight, watching Dean and you move as one, clinging to one another. Your eyelids fluttered, unsure of where to focus as the sensations grew stronger. Arching your head back to allow more room elsewhere, you thought you had lost your voice before one simple movement reminded you how to speak, urging you to call out Dean's name.

The night carried on for much longer.

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[dreamiehrs]

nct dream and what games they would play on Roblox

I think I’m pretty certified to say this bc I have been playing Roblox with my lovely friend every morning for almost a week or 2 straight so... yeah. also, someone has probably done this before and I just wanted to say that this is my own original ideas and thoughts about what games they would play in Roblox :) anyways, let’s get into it losers.

[also, big thanks to my amazing wonderful good friend ren aka @dreamzenct​ for making this adorable header for me!! love u lots also u guys need to check out her blog she is... amazing at writing <3 mwah :D]

mark lee ↬ story game and/or silent assassin

yes, I can see mark playing some dumb ass story game like cruise, vacation, break in, etc.

him and jaem would just spend hours mocking how silly the story games can be sometimes, and even though they criticize the games sometimes, they can’t help but to feel drawn to how silly they were LMAO

would get upset when he would die from something ridiculous in the game... also calling it now that mark is also terrible at parkour. idk I just... feel like he would mess up the momentum of jumping onto stuff or would cut the jump short.

jaemin would literally just laugh at how bad mark is. “mark... I hate to say it, but you utterly SUCK at video games. you’re even worse when you play fps games.”

“yah jaemin... u don’t want me to buy you dinner tonight?”

yeah that gets jaemin to shut up right away LMAOO.

going onto why he would play silent assassin... yeah hyuck would force him to play this wbk this would happen eventually.

would be a not so great assassin at first, but I feel like after a few hours of playing, he would get the hang of it. however, whenever he would be the target he would be killed RIGHT AWAY by whoever the assassin is... in conclusion: mark has no idea what he’s doing most of the time while playing that game SAHDJSADJASHJ

hyuck would troll him so hard about it, too, saying stuff like: “omg learn the controls next time!!” “man, you absolutely suck at getting the briefcases like??? THEY’RE MARKED FOR U DUMBO! HAHA, GET IT? UR NAME IS MARK AND I JUST SAID MARKED- okay I’ll stop now.”

yeah mark would def just end up banning hyuck after he trolls him 500 times and goes back to playing cute but silly story games with jaem.

huang renjun ↬ murder mystery

yes I am still on my renjun detective agenda bullshit!!!!

but honestly I can see renjun rocking everyone’s shit when he’s the guard and absolutely OBLITERATES the murderer.

would probably get angry when he yells at everyone else that the murder is in a room somewhere and no one ends up listening to him.

“GUYS HE’S IN THE GUARD OFFICE!!!” also yes he types in all caps at all times this is renjun we’re talking about here.

then he would end up getting killed by the murderer and would spectate everyone and just yells in chat about how stupid everyone was being.

“GUYS I SAID HE’S IN THE GUARD OFFICE!!! TF ARE U GUYS STUPID???”

also he would be a part of the troll trio containing him, hyuck, and lele. these 3 would be UNSTOPPABLE trolls on roblox and just any games they played on roblox in general.

he would get frustrated when hyuck would just run around him in murder mystery and end up distracting him as he tries to figure out where the murderer is. chenle would just shoot blindly and would end up running off somewhere alone to get killed by the murderer himself.

and yes, he would get on the other players for being terrible murderers and not having any technique for killing ppl on the game. “you guys suck!! do you guys even have a certain technique/strategy on how to kill ppl without getting caught on this game?!”

chenle and hyuck would just laugh their asses off on how serious renjun was about this game like... chill man it’s not that deep LMAO.

I can even see the younger members just pissing him off and teasing him so that eventually renjun just rage quits AHJDDHJAS. chenle would end up just screaming in renjun’s ear and renjun would slam his fist down on the desk in front of him and would just LEAP at chenle irl.

the other members wouldn’t be concerned when they hear a crash come from renjun’s room. they were used to hearing stuff like that from renjun’s room as he’ll occasionally want to just wrestle someone (mainly hyuck or chenle).

but yes, wbk that renjun would EXCEL at murder mystery and just mystery games in general in roblox.

lee jeno ↬ adventure games and/or flee the facility

I feel like jeno would love adventure games so much like??? idk he just seems to be into that type of stuff.

I don’t see him as a rage quitter tbh? like I feel like he’d be so chill with everything going on that he wouldn’t get as angry as renjun does while gaming LMAO

he would just listen to some chill lofi music and just finish quests left and right in his own little world. I can see hyuck just being a little meanie head and creeping up on jeno without him knowing, and yes, jeno would almost spill all of his water onto his laptop when donghyuck does so.

however.... I can TOTALLY see him playing flee the facility with the rest of the dreamies. I feel like he’d especially play it with jaemin bc the 2 of them would be RELENTLESS when they become the beast omg LMAOO

jeno would be all giggly just having a good time and then BOOM jaemin destroys him with his hammer and just drags jeno to one of his freezing capsules LMAOO

jaemin would just be like “jeno~? where are you~?” all creepy like and jeno would just be in a room somewhere using his AMAZING hacking skills to escape (yeah no he messes up at hacking a lot... SAHJDSADJ)

meanwhile, jeno as the beast would act all scary but it wouldn’t intimidate jaemin at all LMAO jaem would be like “HAHA COME AND GET ME LOSER!! OH WAIT, U CANT BC U CAN’T CRAWL UNDER STUFF HAHAAHA- oh shit wait he got me HELP!!”

even though jaem tries to act all tough, he ends up getting killed by the beast, aka jeno, every time jeno is the beast. yes, jeno is just too good at being the beast for his own good.

jaemin would do good, too, but I can see him being better at hacking than jeno. omg just imagine jaemin hacking something and he’s almost done and then SUDDENLY he’s boped on the head by jeno’s hammer and it scares him so badly.

however, I feel like jeno would rope jaemin into playing more adventure games with him and jaemin would def just complain the whole time about how long it takes to walk to get the items for quests. wbk jaem is a huge complainer, I mean, have you heard how much he complains about jisung not wanting to accept his love? LMAO

jeno would just be vibing, though, not even paying attention to jaemin’s complaining and just working on his quests in his time. we love a chill king.

lee donghyuck ↬ silent assassin

again... do I even have to explain my reasoning behind this?

hyuck literally plays Overwatch 24/7 until it’s almost 2 or 3 am at night... so why wouldn’t he do the same but with silent assassin on roblox instead??

I can see him just getting upset when he only gets 4th place in the free for all game mode. he’d be like “dammit not again!! ugh this guy just stole all my kills what the heck!?!”

obviously he would get better at the game bc he would play the shit out of it. he would probably play it 24/7 like he does with Overwatch and would hit level 40 in a few days.

I can see it now, his desk littered with empty redbull bottles as he tells himself he’ll only play one more round of silent assasin... yeah no that was a lie he ends up playing until he’s ready to pass out in his bed.

and ofc johnny would be like “bro wtf why are u so addicted to this game?? get some rest man.”

“no.... I need to... upgrade my weapons more.... I need... MONEY!”

I can also see him forcing mark to play this game with him but lemme tell you something... mark would absolutely suck at this game. I mean, ofc he would get better as time passed but he wouldn’t be as good as hyuck.

when he first was assigned assassin I can just hear him being like “omg how do I move?!?! WHAT SOMEONE JUST KILLED ME!!’

hyuck would just sigh and type in the chat “you suck man learn the controls next time 🙄”

“stfu troll u can’t say anything until u learn the controls for pubg” mark would say back and would accidentally get banned or something for his swearing SAHDASHDJA.

I feel like hyuck would get banned too bc I can DEF see him as a troll alongside chenle. would probably scream dramatically when someone would kill him on the game too and would be an AMAZING assassin.

he would def ambush mark any second he got to as he was the assassin and would probably get the most kills in every game mode. mark would end up rage quitting and then hyuck would say something about mark being such a pansy. (and yes, that’s how hyuck gets banned LMAO mark bans his trolling ass)

na jaemin ↬ where’s the baby and/or daycare

okay so I can def see jaemin forcing jisung to play where’s the baby with him just bc he considers jisung his child... yes jaem loves jisung so much that he’s convinced that he birthed him HJSADHADJ

jisung would always want to be the adult bc he REFUSES to be the baby (mainly bc jaem wants him to be the baby on the game every time)

jaemin would be like “omg lemme take care of u jisung!! omg NO DON’T CHOP OFF MY ARM WTF SUNGIE!?”

jisung would be ruthless while playing with jaemin... he would just want to kill jaemin all the time and jaemin would be frowning about it the entire time.

“you know what, sungie? I’ll let you kill me on this game bc of how much I love you 😚“

“ew no nvm I’m leaving 🤮”

however, I feel like jaemin would be good at the hide and seek mode for where’s the baby. he’d find jisung within SECONDS. I can just imagine jisung hiding in the bush or something and jaemin would just immediately KNOW that jisung would be in the bush like... idk maybe it’s his seventh sense (😏) 

also, his sixth sense is that he knows when jisung is hungry, sad, angry, annoyed, all of the above man. yes, he can just sense those things and honestly none of the other members in nct dream understand HOW he can do that. (renjun is convinced that jaem is from a completely different planet and is only here to baby jisung... I mean, he’s not wrong though??? LMAO)

for the reason why he plays daycare... yeah maybe it’s just an excuse to scare jisung with that creepy demon character LMAO. he knows how much of a scaredy cat jisung is, and just loves hearing jisung scream when the demon always spawns near him SHJDASJDH

jaemin knows all the ins and outs of daycare and just abt story games in general... and yes, jisung def eats the poisonous apple and ends up dying right after they escape the daycare SADJASHDJH

I can see jaemin and mark playing story games in their free time, and when one of the younger members join them, they just know it’s gonna be fun when they have no idea what’s going on :D (and when they eat something poisonous)

zhong chenle ↬ tycoon and/or a horror game

so wbk that this nerd would play a tycoon to make even more money than he has right now.

to be specific, he would probably be the richest person on the server and just taunt people with how much money he has.

“oh you guys want this??? a million dollars??? well.... okay I’ll give it to you... SIKE BITCH U THOUGHT!”

he would be the biggest troll ever I’m calling it now.

he would probably end up getting banned for laughing at another user crying about not having enough money on the tycoon game.

“awhhhh you don’t have as much money as me??? haha oh well not my problem 😎😎“ (yes chenle is an avid user of this emoji)

he would have to end up making a new roblox account bc of how he was banned and the guy who he made fun of would end up just chuckling behind his screen about it. (chenle wouldn’t care though LMAO he would still come back and rock that kid’s shit and be the richest person on the server)

I can also see him playing some scary game and roping jisung into it just to scare him shitless.

“OMG JISUNG WATCH OUT THERE’S A DEMON BEHIND U!!! HAHA MADE U LOOK!!!”

cue jisung flinching like a madman to just realize no one was behind him. “lele ur such an ass!!”

however, chenle would also just scream when anything remotely scary happens just to scare jisung even more. jisung would end up rage quiting at this and saying that he’s gonna go to bed instead.

and yes chenle would wake jisung up at 3 am just to scare him with an image from the horror game they played on roblox earlier. you remember how they scared him by setting a cockroach as his home & lock screen on his iPad that one time? yeah just imagine that but with a demon face from a horror game SHDASJDJ.

park jisung ↬ bee swarm simulator

do I even have to explain this???

he would end up getting addicted to the game after chenle had shown it to him one day.

“OMG CHENLE LOOK AT THIS LEGENDARY BEE I JUST GOT OMG OMG!!!” 

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA THE KING BEETLE JUST KILLED ME THIS IS UNFAIRRRRRR!” chenle would just frantically scream into jisung’s ears and jisung swore that one day he would become deaf bc of his best friend.

chenle would show jisung all the tips and tricks on how to be better at the game and next thing u know jisung plays the game almost every day. he also freaks out when his bees get sad bc of the field they’re in and immediately goes back to his hive to feed them and make them feel better.

also jisung’s favorite bee would def be the demon bee.... no I will not elaborate on this.

jisung would treat his bees like his own children, making sure they’re all fed and happy. he would scream whenever he would get a royal jelly and would be obsessed with just hatching random bees all the time.

would def do the most just to upgrade all of his items but he’d do that just so he can fly everywhere and move faster. yes he would want to use his glider everywhere even when he doesn’t need to use it he uses it.

would probably end up getting stuck somewhere on the map and chenle would have to help him LMAOO

he would def complain about how much pollen he would have to collect and then would get distracted by how cute his bees are 5 minutes later. probably ends up playing the game for 4 hours straight without noticing until chenle yells at him to get off so the two of them could eat lunch together. (and dw, ofc he eats well after playing for so long he’s a growing boy <3)

[thosekidswhohuntmonsters]

Just Sex

Summary: The reader runs into Loki after not seeing him for years. Does their long history mean something, or has it all just been sex and nothing more?

Word Count: 5134

Rating: v spicy deff 18+

Authors note: whoops forgot about this one haha! hope you all enjoy:)

♡if you enjoy this fic you’re welcome to leave a reblog/like/comment! feedback is not only welcomed but encouraged!♡

You swallowed hard, unsure if what you saw before your eyes was reality or just your mind playing tricks. Thor’s strong voice interrupted your train of thought, “Isn’t it amazing lady (y/n)?! My brother has returned!”.

Leaving your side Thor moved to bring Loki into a warm embrace, all the while Loki kept his eyes locked on yours. You wanted to mask your feelings about Loki’s return given what had happened when he’d left.

He hadn’t left on the best of terms, if you were to be honest he’d hardly left on any terms at all, but here he was standing before you once again. A look on his face as if to say that nothing bad had ever even happened.

Bucky nudged your side, “You don’t look too happy doll”. You became aware of the fact that your face wasn’t hiding anything, so you faked a smile. Loudly you asked, “What brings you back Loki?”.

It had been the first time you’d said his name out loud in a long time, and you nearly got chills down your spine as you did so. It felt weird leaving your lips, as if it was a word in a foreign language.

Loki licked his lips, “There’s just something about this place that keeps calling out to me”. Between the look in his eyes and the tone of his voice you realized that Loki hadn’t decided to ignore your past like you’d hoped he would.

There was a double meaning to his words that only someone who’d known him as personally as you had would catch. You couldn’t believe he was carrying on as if nothing had happened.

“Well aren’t you just the gift that keeps on giving Horns”. Everyone turned their attention to Tony, the least thrilled about Loki’s return by far. Loki finally looked away from you, “I do hope you’ll let bygones be bygones Stark”.

Tony rolled his eyes, “Of course I will, because trying to murder thousands of people classifies as a bygone nowadays”. The tension of the room grew to match the tension you secretly felt toward Loki.

Thor gripped Loki’s shoulder, “Come on Tony, Loki will be on his best behavior! Right brother?”. Putting on a cheeky smile Loki tried to look as innocent as he could, of course fooling no one.

Tony sighed, “For old times sake I’m making (y/n) here be your bunk buddy, she seems to be the only one that can keep you from the darkside”. Your stomach dropped, with your luck of course Tony would decide to do that.

If god existed he was looking down at you with a shit eating grin right about now. Before you could say something Loki spoke for you, “I can think of far worse punishments”. You scoffed, everyone suddenly turning to you.

“It’s been a long day, about to be longer, so I’m just tired”.

As always Loki saw right through you, a mischievous smile across his face. He looked to you as if it was just you and him in the room, “Then I guess we should be going to bed then love”.

Just like that he made your stomach drop with only his words, but you tried not to show it. Turning around you walked directly to your room, knowing he would be following behind you. With each step you felt your heart beating quicker.

He was silent, but that was just because he was enjoying himself. Loki knew that he’d have to bite his tongue while there was a possibility of an audience, but behind closed doors?

He wouldn’t have to hold back at all.

Loki could practically see the tension radiating off of you, and he thought he was about to embark in a game of cat and mouse. You had seen a side of him few ever saw, you’d seen the god fall apart in euphoria right before your eyes.

He’d been vulnerable with you in ways he had never been with anyone else, and knowing how he’d left things he’d tried to push those very thoughts and realizations out of his mind and focus on his lust and desire instead.

The second he heard the door close behind him he grinned and reached for your arm. Loki forced you to turn around, “Such a cold welcome pet, but your thoughts are much more inviting”.

With force you moved your arm up and out of his grip. Moving you crossed your arms over your chest, “Why don’t you stop messing with me and just tell me why you’re back?”. Loki frowned, sad that you didn’t want to indulge him.

“You can act annoyed all you want, but your mind doesn’t lie my dear”.

Loki had known the way he’d left things, but he wasn’t ready to face it yet. He kept pushing with the hope that all these feelings between you both were purely sexual. Well he wasn’t truly hoping that, but for the sake of his own heart he told himself he was.

Just sex. It had just been sex. Sex between two consenting adults and nothing more. Not even sex, fucking. Loki reminded himself that he was the god of mischief, making love wasn’t in his nature.

Next he told himself that neither was falling in love with a mortal.

Sighing loudly you rolled your eyes. Walking toward him you asked, “So that’s why you returned? To play with my emotions like you always do! Make me think you want me and then just as I let myself fall for you you’ll go and disappear again?”.

By now you were standing in front of him, your finger pressed into his chest as you accused him of toying with you. For a moment you closed your eyes, his scent overcoming you and making your mind wander.

Loki hadn’t thought things would go this way. He thought the only tension he’d sensed had been seuxal, and when he’d read your thoughts they’d only confirmed it. As much as he desired you, he’d be lying if he’d said that was all that had brought him back.

Suddenly everything he’d told himself had left his mind, giving way to the emotions his heart truly felt for you. Loki was reminded of the fact that he was more than a god, but he was still apprehensive.

To his own surprise your words had hurt him, something he thought no one would be able to do. The dam that held back his emotions had broke and he felt a flood coming.

His voice was soft, “Is that all you think of me? Some puppet master? I thought you would’ve seen through that by now love. Have you ever considered that there are things I wish to keep you from?”.

Shaking your head you ran a hand through your hair, trying to regain your composure. Loki didn’t get to fix all this with one lame apology, he’d hurt you too much last time.

Loki continued, “I am the god of mischief my pet, and that tittle shall forever haunt me. As much as I want you, and trust me love I want you, I don’t want my wrongdoings to haunt you as well”.

It was more than you’d expected, but still you were apprehensive. More calmly you asked, “So why are you back then Loki?”. You felt all your anger dissolving, things seemed different now.

Maybe it had been all your time apart, or maybe it was the fact that being around him made you realize you’d missed him much more than you’d originally thought. Loki looked to you with a soft expression, “Not for malice (y/n). I can’t tell you everything-”.

He still had to protect you, that was the whole reason he’d left in the first place. Loki was a man with a troubled past, and he didn’t want to give you a troubled future.

“Then I don’t want to hear it Loki, have you ever thought that I truly care about you? Look you can have the room and I’ll go sleep with Bucky or something...he always ends up in Steve’s bed anyways-”.

With that you moved past Loki and grabbed the door handle. You’d put yourself on the line for him to continue to lie to you? Sure Loki had a past, but why didn’t he realize that you didn’t care?

You’d known what you’d been getting into the first time you kissed him. Loki was the god of mischief, this big bad wolf that everyone seemed to fear, but from all the nights you’d spent together you’d learned even he hid behind a facade.

Then he left...he left without warning..and that had been the end. You’d gone to sleep with him by your side, your bodies tangled together, and you’d woken up alone with no explanation.

That as a year ago, and if he’d shown up to just do the same thing all over again you’d have no part of it. You’d wanted more from him. You didn’t love the god of mischief, you loved Loki Laufeyson.

Gripping your arm and pulling you back Loki said one word, “Thanos”. Recognizing the name you slowly turned around. You saw his expression, the pain showing clearling in his face as he recalled the memories.

“Thanos didn’t threaten my life, he threatened yours. He had found out what you’d meant to me and wished to use it as leverage against me. There’s no need to worry with Heimdall’s help I managed to get the Black Order off my back but-”.

And at that moment Loki answered every possible question you could think off, including the ones you’d been too afraid to ask him. Loki valued your life over his, something maybe only Thor would believe.

“So you came back for me?”.

You’d sounded more desperate than you’d planned, but you didn’t care anymore. Loki’s hand trailed slowly down your arm before intertwining his fingers with yours. A soft smile came across his lips, “I never wanted to leave to begin with (y/n), but I would never endanger the one I love most”.

Love? Loki loved you? Okay maybe you’d gotten it all wrong and god was actually smiling down at you right now, a big “I told you so, see I work in mysterious ways” grin plastered across his face.

Loki laughed softly, “I haven’t misspoke, I love you (y/n)”. All the earlier tension flooded forward and you didn’t want another second to pass where your lips weren’t on his. You moved toward him, “I love you, you’re a fucking tease but I love you”.

“Is that your cute little way of giving me full permission to be as filthy as I want?”.

After nodding your head you finally crashed your lips into his, a year of pent up angst melting away instantly. His lips tasted vaguely of alcohol and you wondered if he’d tried to take the edge off.

You lips moved together seamlessly, both touch starved and hungry. As rough as Loki could get his lips were always delicate and soft, and you wanted them to claim every single inch of your skin.

Loki moved his hands up your body before letting them become tangled in your hair. As he pulled back moving your head with his grip, you arched your back to the feeling. You loved when he took control like that.

He nearly growled as he heard your breath hitch, “Ahh there you are my pet”.  Just like that you melted into his touch, his words going straight to your core. Loki felt his own desire growing as he watched the smirk form upon your lips.

Gripping your neck he whispered into your ear, “I almost forgot the filthy little thing you are, you just love being naughty don’t you?”. With the smirk still plastered across your face you nodded your head.

To your surprise Loki’s tongue trailed up your neck before he kissed your jawline. You closed your eyes, all the past nights you’d spent together flooding through your mind. Loki’s touch was unlike anything you’d felt before.

It wasn’t because he was a god, it was because he could bring out this whole other side of you. When Loki had first met you he’d been able to see through you timidness and shyness within seconds, seeing that you were anything but if the right person could bring it out of you.

He could switch from dominating and demanding to patient and loving, everything you’d ever wanted in a partner. Loki boosted your confidence, making the sexual connections you’d had also become emotional too.

When it came to him you didn’t hold back, and neither did he. Your voice was already shaky, “Loki-”. Bringing his lips back up to your ear he shushed you, and it drove you wild.  He knew how to tease you with every little thing he did.

“Patience pet, I’m just getting started with you”. Loki moved his hands to trail down your body, pushing up the fabric of your dress. You wanted him to rip it right off, but he enjoyed teasing you too much.

“Darling I bet you’re already dripping for me, your hot sex just craving my touch”. As his hands slid up your thighs, taking your dress with them, your breath hitched once again. Each little moan and whimper was like music to his ears.

Before going any further he took his hands off of you completely, making you whimper as you looked to him. He was smirking, “I want to show you how much I’ve missed you darling, and to do that I need to pace myself”.

As he spoke Loki slowly palmed himself through his pants, “You see pet I want nothing more than to rip your clothes off of you body with my teeth and ravish you where you stand..but I also want to make up for lost time”.

“So why don’t you be a good little thing and go rest against the headboard of your bed for me, clothes completely off”.

The second part of his sentence had sounded so demanding that it gave you butterflies in your stomach. Without hesitation you lifted your dress up and off of your body, leaving you in just your bra and panties.

His voice was hoarse, “Off with those two pet”. Loki’s hand was moving faster now and you could see his erection straining against the fabric of his black jeans. Slowly you brought your hands behind your back, unclasping your bra and letting it fall to the ground.

Loki let out another low growl as he looked to your now fully exposed breasts. Biting your lip you leaned forward and began to slide out of your panties. His breathed deeply as his eyes scanned over your fully naked body.

“Every freckle and every curve were like god’s finishing touches to his most beautiful creation my dear, I never thought I’d find someone tailored perfectly to my needs until I met you”.

Just like that you felt your heart begin to flutter, his more romantic side coming out to play as well. You looked to him lovingly, “You drive me wild Loki Laufeyson”. His lips slowly curled into a smirk.

“That’s the idea my love”.

Turning around you made your way to your bed, the cool wood of the headboard sending chills down your spine as it touched your bare skin. While keeping eye contact you slowly parted your legs, exposing yourself to him completely.

“What next Loki?” you asked in a sultry tone. Taking a deep breath Loki tried to calm himself down, fighting against his own instincts to ravish you without another second passing by. He joined you on the bed, kneeling before you.

“I’m going to bury my face between your glistening folds and make you come undone pet”.

He said it so simply and effortlessly, as if his words themselves weren’t enough to make you cum. Loki watched your chest rise and fall as he spoke, the effects of his words evident by your shaky breathing.

“Oh how I’ve missed you (y/n)”. With that he laid on his stomach and positioned himself between your legs. While gripping your legs he began to kiss your inner thigh, his delicate kisses foreshadowing the pleasure that was yet to come.

He’d occasionally stop and just suck and nibble your skin, loving how wanton it made you. You felt him smirk against your skin, “So needy pet”. Knowing how much he was enjoying this made you smirk too.

After what felt let forever he decided to stop being a tease and finally let his tongue trail up your slit. It was the lightest touch but it still made you moan loudly, “Loki oh-”. Your wimpers only encouraged him.

His lips hovered over your clit before he decided to indulge himself and suck it obscenely. Loki was groaning while doing so, making you already quiver beneath him. His grip on your legs tightened, holding you in place.

Loki’s tongue began to trace patterns over your clit, and you remembered how much you’d missed his touch. It took a lot for you to be this vulnerable with someone, this raw, and it was a euphoric feeling.

To trust someone this deeply, to let yourself be on full display, to say all the filthy thoughts that came into your head without fearing that it would be too much, it was love.

“You taste so delicious my pet”, Loki said between groans. Out of instinct you let one of your hands become tangled in his raven locks, pushing the hair back from his face. He’d never admit it, but it was one of his favorite little things that you did.

Bringing his lips and tongue back to your clit he went to work again. The obscene sounds leaving his mouth were completely sinful, and you felt your orgasm coming closer and closer. Breathlessly you begged, “Loki I want to feel you inside of me”.

It was forward of you, but you’d both said much dirtier things to one another. With a grin he pulled back, “You want me to fill you up don’t you (y/n)?”. While he spoke he continued to rub your clit with his fingers.

“Fuck you until your walls take the shape of my cock? Until you’re a withering and wanton mess below me? Tell me pet, is that what you desire?”.

Quickly you nodded your head, your orgasm was so close. His voice was deeper, “Tell me”. Your eyes snapped open, knowing that if you didn’t respond within time you’d be cumming around his fingers.

“Yes Loki, god thats what I want, it’s all I fucking want”.

With his classic smirk Loki pulled his fingers back, bringing them to his mouth and sucking them clean. He groaned while doing so, “You taste as delicious as you look pet, I’ve missed it”.

With another snap of his fingers his clothes were off, his hard cock now pressing against his own stomach. Loki watched your eyes widen, “I can take it that you’ve missed my taste as well love, but that’s for another day. Today, I want to bury my cock deep within you and feel your walls clench around me”.

Moving toward you he kneeled in front of you again, his cock hovering before you. Your eyes were pleading, “Loki I need you”. He could’ve been a tease, but your voice had sounded so desperate that it reminded him of his own desperation.

“I need you too (y/n)”, slowly he entered inside of you. The both of you closed your eyes and adjusted to the feeling. Loki threw his head back, small whimpers leaving his lips as he began to thrust forward.

“Oh fuck Loki-”, you were already panting. It felt so deliciously good to be filled up like this and you’d almost forgot how intoxicating it was. Loki pulled your legs to wrap around him, letting him enter deeper inside of you.

His thrusts started to become faster as his desire grew. He looked down at you with love in his eyes, “You are the most beautiful creature I have ever known”. With an enormous smile across your face you moved your hips to met his.

“I love you Loki, so much”, you managed to get out in between moans. Loki leaned forward, holding himself up with one arm as the other cupped your face. He studied the features of your face, you looked so effortlessly beautiful right now.

He was unable to hold himself back so he pressed his lips against yours. The kiss was hungrier than before, each of your mouths seeking to claim the other. Your hands were still tangled in his hair, lightly tugging causing him to moan.

Loki moved his lips to kiss down your jaw, “I wish to claim every inch of your skin with my lips”. Arching your back you caved into his touch, you would’ve happily let his lips scan your every inch.

With ease he found the magic spot on your neck and began to leave love bites. Partly because he loved how it made you moan, and partly because he knew everyone would know it was his claim over you.

Whereas in the past Loki was too afraid to go public with things, now he wanted the world to know how much he loved you. He wanted everyone to look at your neck and see the amount of pleasure he could make you feel.

It wasn’t that he wanted to be possessive of you, Loki just wanted the world to know what he was willing to do for you and do to protect you. You were his queen, and he’d be damned if anyone disrespect that.

“Loki I’m close”, you began to feel you stomach knot again. From his thrusts you could tell that he was just as close as you were. You needed more, “Lie on your back”. For a moment he looked confused, but then he happily obliged.

Loki laid on his back, moaning loudly as he felt you straddle him. He dug his nails into your thighs as you sunk down onto his memember, “Oh fuck pet”. Closing his eyes for a moment and low moan escaped his lips.

You started to bounce up and down, loving the feeling of him entering in and out of you. Loki watched in awe as you closed your eyes and began to play with your own breasts. He was utterly captivated by you.

In this moment you looked so beautiful, so indulgent and sinful, he couldn’t have dreamed something more perfect than this. With each blissful second that passed he felt his orgasm coming closer.

“I need you closer love”.

As much as Loki loved the view, he wanted to feel your bare chest against his. He wanted to hold your gaze and watch you become overcome with pleasure. After nodding your head you leaned forward, pressing your chest against his.

It was his turn to let his hands become tangled in your hair, “Cum with me sweet thing, cum with me”. Loki would never let anyone hear him beg like this, but you were an exception.

Loki trusted you with his entire heart, so he didn’t mind seeming weak around you. At this point he was just as needy as you and he craved the release just as badly. You moved your hips to meet his, “Loki I’m gonna-”.

To your surprise his thrusts became even deeper, “Oh Loki I’m-”. His arms wrapped around your back and waist, his strong hands pulling you closer to his body. Between his own moans Loki encouraged you, “That’s it pet, let go (y/n)”.

His words pushed you over the edge, nothing holding you back from orgasm any more. Closing your eyes you let the pleasure wash over you, Loki thrusting deeply inside of you as you lost control.

Your moans were erratic as months of pent up tension flooded forward and dissolved before your very eyes. It was like each nerve in your body woke up from a slumber to explode in ecstasy.

Loki was right there with you, his own feeling of euphoria washing over him. Gripping your hips tightly he held you in place and came inside of you. The both of you moved your bodies slowly as you worked through your orgasms.

You’d both forgotten how incredible it felt, not just to cum but to cum with someone you loved more than anything in the world. It was like it was only you two in the world and nothing could interfere and hurt you.

You were both left smiling, completely out of breath and disheveled messes, but smiling nonetheless. Before you could say anything Loki kissed you again, you lips moving together effortlessly.

“I have never known love until I met you (y/n), and I will never know it again without you”.

He was so honest in that moment that you resisted from calling him out for being so dramatic. You smiled down at him, “Loki I hope that one day you’ll see how deserving of everyone's love you are, but for now I’ll settle for just mine”.

You kissed his cheek softly before moving to get up from the bed. He laid there with a smile on his face as he pondered you words. He chuckled softly, god no wonder Thor loved you so much, your hopefulness was never ceasing.

“Darling where are you going?” he asked as he watched you put on an oversized sweatshirt. You grinned, “I don’t know about you but I’ve worked up an appetite, feel like joining me in the kitchen?”.

He looked at the alarm clock on your bedside table and when he saw the time he got up from the bed. Snapping his fingers he only dressed himself in a pair of black sweatpants, and put his hair into a bun.

Loki titled his head to the side as he watched a smirk form upon your lips. Before he asked you answered his question, “I forgot how good you looked like that, Thor isn’t the only one who can make a girl fall to her knees”.

His soft laugh filled the room. Getting up from the bed he joined you by your side, the both of you walking out into the hall and back into the kitchen.

The entire time he held your hand in his, hating any second that passed where his body wasn’t touching yours. Now that Loki had your touch again, it was all he craved. When you got to the kitchen you instantly went to the fridge, Loki sitting down at the counter.

“Is chocolate still your favorite icecream flavor?”. You’d been too busy rummaging through the fridge to hear the footsteps entering the kitchen. Loki was too amused to tell you otherwise, “Darling I’m ashamed you’ve already forgotten”.

He enjoyed the fact that there were now other guests crashing your little party, and he wanted to see how long before you’d notice. You rolled your eyes, “We have sex once Loki and your ego already enflates, you’re lucky I love you”.

With a soft chuckle he gave himself away, “I love you too (y/n)”. Proud of the fact that you’d made him laugh you eagerly turned around. When you noticed who else was now in the kitchen your jaw dropped.

“Wow Horns I thought you weren’t programmed to love”.

From the smirk on Tony’s face Loki knew his joke was simply to rile you up. Loki couldn’t resist, “I’m programmed to feel many things Tony, (y/n) can confirm”. Your eyes widened from his forwardness.

Thor was just as amused, “Brother what has gotten into you?”. As Thor’s booming laughter filled the room you felt the tension melt away. Tony smiled for the first time around Loki, “I don’t know point break, but I feel safer already”.

“So I give it five minutes before the entire team knows?” you asked while grinning. Tony titled his head to the side and clicked his tongue. Smuggly he began, “Naive little (y/n) I texted the group chat the second I walked in on this little late night rondevu”.

After grabbing two ice cream bars from the fridge you took Loki’s hand, “Then I guess our only option is to seek shelter in my room while this whole thing blows over”. Without hesitation Loki let you lead him out of the room.

“I’m no therapist but I’d say going from wanting to massacure an entire planet to eating ice cream sandwiches and walking around like a giddy teenager is big progress”.

Thor smiled, not from Tony’s joke but what it was directed toward. Loki was a maze that not even Thor could navigate, but you seemed to do it seamlessly. For the first time in months Thor would sleep peacefully knowing that Loki had you by his side.

“Enormous progress Stark”, with that Thor grabbed another six-pack from the fridge. With smiles on their faces both men returned to the game room, what they’d just walked in on providing them with hope for the first time in a long time.

“You’re still glowing from earlier” you teased while Loki ate his ice cream. You’d put on some music, letting the both of you relax and just vege out. While he spoke Loki absentmindedly rubbed your thigh, “Am I not to show off the one I love most?”.

You kissed his cheek, “No you are, I just hadn’t expected you to be ready yet”. To be honest Loki had surprised himself too, but after everything you’d just done together all bets were off.

Loki felt honored to have someone like you by his side, and wanted the entire team to know. He smiled while watching you move your toes to the beat, “I’m done wasting time and hiding my emotions”.

You felt your heart swell with love, “I’m glad Loki, you deserve to be happy and you deserve to show it off”. Your words lifted his heart up, any remaining doubt and insecurities leaving his mind.

“Because of you I’m starting to believe that (y/n)”.

It was all you’d ever wanted to hear in life, that for once Loki was no longer punishing himself. It was always insane to you that people thought Loki didn’t hold himself accountable, or that he didn’t care about consequences, Loki spent years tormenting himself.

You didn’t want to push things so you just leaned closer against his side and listened to the beat of the music. For the first time in a long time no thoughts clouded your head and you were just calm.

Loki had no idea, but he’d saved your life just as much as you’d saved his.

♡ thank you for taking the time to read this, you’re a babe♡

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[gothwarlocks]

17. How were you introduced to the fandom? 25. What type of ship would you fly? and 30. Do you have any headcanons (was thinking of how you've talked about the underground scene in SW but this can be about anything)?

thank you Raven!! 🖤🥰

Placing under a cut bc I ended up rambling a lot! It’s a long post.

17. How were you introduced to the fandom?

I didn’t actively participate in any true Star Wars fandom for a while, actually. When SWTOR launched in 2011 I was about 16 and hadn’t had great interactions with SW fans since the majority I bumped into were gatekeepy cishet men, and being a closeted gay trans kid... lol, you get it. I mostly just chatted with irl friends about stuff I was excited about. And also, the fandom wasn’t really established too well on here yet, so there’s that. I would peek around tumblr occasionally but short of a couple people chatting about it or posting fanart there wasn’t a sense of community yet (at least, from what I saw).

In 2010 though, idk If anyone will know about this at all but if you ever heard of Clone Wars Adventures I was very very present there haha. I interacted with mostly other teens or the occasional chill adult that was there for some reason (this was a very...kid-oriented online game). I was hounded a lot by other players bc I would always be top 5 on the leaderboards for a couple of the silly little minigames :) it was really fun, actually! I would log on and since you can see peoples’ online/offline status, I would get messages within minutes from players wanting to challenge me to a 1v1 of some sort lol. There was also instanced housing, and there was more free reign on building stuff, so people got really creative. I myself built a functioning cantina/music venue on the roof of my Coruscant apartment (which should not have been reach-able lol) that was sometimes used for group chilling.

If anyone ever is interested, look up some videos. The things players would build and boundary-break to do is very cool lol. Once SWTOR launched though, players that had formed friend groups or guilds just migrated there. It was interesting to see!

25. What type of ship would you fly?

HMMM there are so many ships around in the EU lol. Almost too hard to narrow it down... When I was a kid I was obsessed with A-wings, X-wings, and Naboo starfighters. From SWTOR, I think my favorite ship is either the Phantom, for it’s sleek and elegent design, or the smuggler’s freighter, for it’s cozy and communal atmosphere.

30. Do you have any headcanons?

Oh yeah!! Like you mentioned I do love thinking about subcultures in the galaxy and expanding on that, but here’s a few for SWTOR and EU(?) that I enjoy:

(Sorry in advance for how many run-on sentences there are and if anything just sounds harebrained lol. CW for talk of transition, I suppose!)

Dathomirian Zabraks in the Old Republic Era... I just accept that their witchy culture(s) have existed for millennia, but were just very isolationist and did their best to remain undetected from the rest of the galaxy--different groups could have had other policies though. The group portrayed in CW could be maybe the last group to survive, or something like that (since in Jedi Order it’s presented like that, right?). Anywho, as a matriarchal culture that unfortunately enslaves Zabrak men, I think they would have a unique take on gender. I think trans women/trans feminine people would be wholly embraced and exalted as having “ascended” out of the male lower caste for discovering who they really are, and trans men/trans masculine people would be, well, not so cherished(?) having--and I say this as a trans man--“lowered” or “belittled” themselves. The witches can change/enhance body shape through magic, as seen with Maul and Savage. So I imagine they would help trans people that want to physically transition to help fit them into the social roles they were always meant to have, and beyond that there isn’t much to blink at. I headcanon Lorn still has the skin pigmentation of a Datho witch (and he retains some of their powers), but his tattoos are given to him by fellow Zabrak men and his horns and other body characteristics are given to him through witch rituals. And as for non-binary Dathomirian people, I would hope they just have the choice to belong to either the witch clans or Zabrak tribes. I’d love to hear a non-binary person’s take on this, to be honest 👀

Rattataki should have little to no sexual dimorphism, and they could stand to look more...alien. (Plus, they desperately need lore-building.) I just think of all the species they could have done this for out of the game, this one could have been it.

I also just absorb and adopt a lot of HC’s I see going around for all sorts of stuff, here’s a few of my fav that aren’t my own:

Twi’leks having headgear designed for trans or gnc twi’leks to help them express themselves. Also lekku accessories in general are very cute and fun to think about.

Cathar behaving a little bit feline... In cute ways :)

Togruta with sharp teeth and montrals that can grow into all sorts of forms!

Sith Purebloods having black sclera and pointed ears is a pipe dream of mine but it’s cool if they don’t given their integration with Humans.

[surveys-at-your-service]

Survey #360

“we are the ones that wanna play  /  always wanna go, but you never wanna stay”

"Crawling" or "In The End?" I want to say "Crawling," but I really can't be sure. Both are bomb. Is your window open? No. Monsters Inc. or Shrek? Shrek, my man. What did you last hear that made your jaw drop? Jason's mom died. What is the longest shower or bath you have ever taken? I remember as kids, Nicole and I would sometimes play 'til Mom made us finish because the water was cold by then. As an adult, idk about my longest shower. Do you have a preference of chocolate? Yeah, milk chocolate. Is there anyone you’d like to hug right now? Yeah. Could you ever picture someone writing a biography about you? Definitely not. Do you have a clock in your room? No. Do you shut off the computer when you’re done using it? No, I just close it. Do you usually catch a cold during the winter? No. I just about never get sick. Are you a good multi-tasker? NOOOOOOOOOOO. Do you know any deaf people? If so, is it easy or difficult to have conversations with them? No. Is there a door knocker on your front door? No. Were you ever into Pokémon? Bitch I still am. Do you drink a lot of water? Sigh, no. I'm definitely better than I used to be, though; once upon a time, I literally never drank it unless I was extremely hot and dehydrated. Nowadays, it's usually after I finish my soda for the day that I then only drink water, normally around one full tall cup of it. Do you like fireworks? They're beautiful, but I'm personally against them out of respect for veterans suffering from PTSD as well as animals, because I'm not exactly interested in traumatizing them, either. Is respect given or earned with you? It's given, the way I think it should be. Are you “in the closet” about anything? No. Are you missing any teeth? No. Do you like scrapbooking? I've never gotten into it and am not really interested in doing so. What was or will be your first tattoo? It's a semicolon butterfly on my right wrist. Sometimes I've thought about getting it covered with a cooler design but the same concept; it was literally from Google, and I'm very much not into "sharing" tattoo designs with probably thousands of other people. But, I still think it really is cute, and it's just very special to me as my first, so idk. Do you have any tattoos dedicated to someone special? I have one written in Sara's handwriting inside a heart, and my "ohana" tattoo that I am 100% getting covered was dedicated to my former best friend Colleen. I've talked before about why "ohana" has never really resonated with me, and I just don't like it anymore at all. Thank God it's small. Do you like ghost stories? Oh HELL yeah, lay 'em on me. What was your favorite movie as a kid? The Lion King. Some things never change, ha. Do you own a lot of cookbooks? Mom has looooots, but never uses any. I think her mom gave them to her, so she just keeps 'em. What’s your father’s handwriting like? It looks like every other man's handwriting I've ever seen lol. All the letters are capitalized. Did you wash your hair last time you showered? I wash my hair every time I shower. I have to with it naturally being so oily. What does your shampoo smell like? Coconut. Do you listen to Guns N' Roses? Not a lot, but yeah. They've got some bangers. I actually want "Sweet Child O' Mine" to be the father/daughter dance at my wedding. Have you ever been a bridesmaid? Yeah, at my sister's wedding. What was the last video game that you beat? I replayed Silent Hill 2 a long time ago. Have you ever hyperventilated? Yep. Do you talk in your sleep? I scream in my sleep. Nightmares/terrors are a blast. Whose house did you last sleep over? Sara's. Have you ever been cut by scissors? No. Do you like peaches? It's odd, I like canned sliced peaches, but the actual, full fruit, I don't. I love peach flavored juice, though. Do you enjoy being surrounded by neighbors, or would you be more comfortable someplace secluded? Take me back to the middle of nowhere, please. I'm really not digging being in an actual neighborhood. Is there any sibling rivalry between you and your siblings, if you have any? Not at all. Do you usually root for the good guys or the bad guys? Ha, the baddies... Are you allowed to have pets at your house? We're allowed to have what we currently own and then maybe one dog if Mom finally finds one. Have you ever lived in a trailer park? No. Is there anyone that you know through the internet that you would feel comfortable meeting in person? There's quite a few, actually! Have you ever had a dream involving characters from a game/movie/television show? Yeah. What’s the last thing you wrote down? My signature, I think? Do you remember any phone numbers from years ago that now belong to someone you don’t know? No. Have you ever found something strange in your mailbox? No. Who was the last relative that came to visit you? My half-sister and her husband. Does your bedding all match? Not currently. Are you more comfortable with having short hair or long hair? SHORT. Are you interested in fantasy movies/shows? That's my preference. Have you ever gone whale-watching? No, but that'd be dope. What is something that you have a large amount of? Meerkat plushies. Who is it that you’re in love with? Nobody. Have you ever gotten love and infatuation confused? No. Do you have a steady income? No. Do you take your medications in the morning or at night? Both. Have you ever bought a YouTuber’s merch? No, I wish. :( Do you think oatmeal tastes better when made with water or milk? MILK. I don't eat it with water. When was the last time you ran into someone that you didn’t want to see? Idk. Have you ever tried vlogging, and if yes, did you stick with it? Noooo, I'm completely disinterested in doing that myself. If you go to church, what is your favorite thing about it? I don't go. Even as a kid when Mom made me, I hated it. ^and what is your least favorite thing about it? N/A What do you do for exercise? I don't. .-. I want a pool SO badly to swim and strengthen my legs without having to worry about sweating or collapsing, though. Mom says we don't have space, but we definitely do. Not a lot, but enough. Do you have a birthmark? If yes, what color is it? Yeah, it's just a bit darker than the rest of my skin. Do you need to lose weight? Yes. My sister, Mom, and I very recently started a Weight Watchers subscription and we're all working our asses off to stick to it. Ash has already lost like, 12 pounds (she started before Mom and me), so I'm kinda hopeful. Have you ever had a cat? Growing up, after we took in a stray female, we ended up with a fucking empire of cats, literally around three dozen, I'd say. They were all outdoors, too, and not fixed because we couldn't afford it, so tomcats would come around and, y'know, make matters worse. Eventually, animal control took them all and I was DEVASTATED, but looking back, I understand it was necessary. Anyway, I have one cat now. Indoors and fixed and the prince of my world, haha. Have you ever had a dog? We've had a few. I was born with my dad having a collie named Trigger, but I don't remember her at all; she died of old age I believe when I was very young. Then we briefly had a pup named Angel, but she died due to that disease some puppies just have. We didn't get another dog until Teddy, who was my Christmas present, and he was put to sleep only last year, rest my baby's soul. We also had Dale, Cali, Delilah, and Bentley. Have you ever any other kind of animal? A LOT. I'm probably going to forget some, but we've had hamsters, rats, snakes, fish, a turtle, two lizards, gerbils, guinea pigs... just a lot. Animals have always been very important in my life. Have you ever had a pet rock? HA, yeah. I didn't take it seriously at all, but I had one. When was the last time you painted something? Not since my Painting course in my final college attempt. Do you have any disabilities? Not in the traditional sense, no. My social anxiety though is at such a severity that it majorly infringes upon my ability to do a LOT of things, though. What are five of your favorite stores at the mall? I couldn't name five. Just Hot Topic and Spencer's, really. What season do you want to get married in? AUTUMN. The actual dream situation would be to get married in the snow in a black dress, like can you IMAGINE the pictures, but realistically, it'd be in the fall to avoid the biting cold. Has anyone ever spread lies about you? Yeah. Anything special planned for today? Nope. Blue or green? Blue. How much older/younger than you was the person you lost your virginity to? He's two years older than me. Do you still care for that person? Very much. Can you completely annihilate the first Mario game in less than an hour? I haven't even played the first game. I've never really been into the games to begin with. Did you make it all the way through the Oregon Trail game? Yes! I was OOOOOBSESSEEEEEED as a kid. I would usually play it after school when my mom was an assistant teacher and was finishing up her work for the day. Have you ever contemplated climbing a water tower? Uh, no. Those kind of people got some wanderlust levels that I ain't got, haha. If you have a Facebook, when was the last time you changed your profile picture? It's been a few months. Would you ever marry someone who was lower class? Um, yes? You can deny it all you want, but answering "no" is pretty much the same as saying you'd marry for money. Is there a guy you wish you hadn’t let slip away? ugh Which do you prefer: English or math? English, by light years. Who is a singer that has given you chills? David Draiman's voice in the Disturbed cover of "Sound of Silence" is fucking haunting. Greatest cover of all time. Do you watch America’s Got Talent? I did when Sharon was a judge. Do you think you could win America’s Got Talent? Hell no. What act would you perform in a talent show? uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Have you ever practiced yoga? Yes. I used to be BANGIN at it. What is your favorite thing to buy at the Farmer’s Market? Fruit! Do you get carsickness? No. What color is the rim of your full-length mirror? Black. What is your state’s bird (if you live in the US)? Cardinal. Which style of wedding dress is your favorite? I'm a sucker for ballgown dresses. Do you enjoy editing videos? I used to love it, for many many years. Now, I just don't have the dedication or motivation to. Do you enjoy editing photos? Yes. If you gave birth, do you think you would want it filmed? Um, absolutely not. I would have NO desire to look back on me shrieking my lungs out and essentially dying. I handle abdominal pain very poorly, so I've got a goooood feeling that if I actually wanted to have kids, I'd be that woman screeching like a banshee.

[thephantomporg84]

Your analysis/fanfics are always so good to read so i wanted to ask what your thoughts would be if Vergil ever met 2Dante? The 2 director didn't like wacky 1Dante which is super weird because co pared to 4 he's normal lol. Fans just headcanon that Dante was depressed because of what happened in 1 (which I personally like too). Post 5 V I'd think he'd be really regretful and it would answer his question "if i had your life". Vergil just has really bad tunnel vision and thinks his brother grew 1

Sorry this took a minute! This was one I had to sit and think on.

fwiw: There was this weird tonal shift in the early 2000’s with games like DMC2, Tomb Raider: Angel of Darkness, etc. to make characters more dark/edgy/angsty and it pretty much morphed into the edgelord stereotype we know now. I am not sure why this was a trend aside from coming out of the colorful-yet-often-tacky 90’s + The Matrix aesthetic influencing almost everything at the time to some degree, but yeah.

Kamiya and his staff (Team Little Devils) didn’t work on DMC2, and Itsuno only took over for the last 5-6 months as director — which is probably the only reason why the game even holds around ~50% in terms of average score. (I’d actually love to see what Itsuno would do with a remake of that game.)

That being said, though: I feel like Vergil will, inevitably, have to meet and come to terms with DMC2-ish Dante eventually because Dante probably isn’t exactly the happiest person behind closed doors, when he’s not putting on a show. In general, Vergil may be reunited with Dante but those two actually have yet to really get to know each other as people, as adults. It’s something they’ll have to do, because otherwise they’ve just... stopped fighting. They actually don’t gain anything from ‘not fighting’ and there’s no point in stopping if they don’t re-establish their bond as siblings and/or at least come to some mutual understanding of each other.

2.) Up in luxury. This is one thing I wanted them to address in a future game, Vergil seeing how much his brother suffered too. I thought V would have seen it but nah he was too busy trying to join back together haha. What about 3 Vergil going forward in time and seeing what losing him would do to Dante? Would it be enough for him to ask Dante for help to defeat Mundus? Vergil is a very selfish lad and he's still like that in 5 pre V going through the motions. Maybe he needed something drastic

I don’t think you necessarily have to have a time travel plot to have the twins come to an understanding of each other, but I think that’s a feasible idea given what the Yamato can do.

V probably picked up on things about Dante even more than we’re let on to know (as an audience), imo, but that’s not his purpose in the story. He had a very limited amount of time to get what he needed to do, done — before he just ceased to exist entirely — so it’s understandable that he didn’t get a good read on Dante. That would have been unfair to Dante anyway, since he could have potentially told V things he wouldn’t have told Vergil outright... and deception is not a great way to try to start rekindling a sibling bond. Or any kind of relationship, really.

Really and truly, though, there are things to help Vergil come to a better understanding of Dante. Little things like the cut/ruined glove Dante keeps in his desk drawer at the end of DMC3 would be enough to probably give Verge an idea of how much he means to Dante.

Like. All you’d have to do is have him find it while rifling through Dante’s desk drawers and Dante walks in while he’s examining it/about to throw it away. And Dante is just like “didn’t exactly have much to remember you by” before Vergil can even ask why he keeps useless junk like that glove.

As much as I make fun of Vergil for being a dumbass, he’s really not an idiot and I think that he’d pick up on how Dante really is now (versus as a 19 y/o) very quickly.

3.) like seeing 2 Dante. (Honestly 2Dante from 3 Dante is pretty drastic xD). Even in the flashback in VoV dante was an annoying loveable little man. Like 5 Vergil would probably be chill and try to get his brother to laugh but would 3Vergil act like a clown or a tsundere towards 2Dante to get him to react? Vergil inner monologue would probably be him questioning if this really was his brother. (Oh god 3 asks.. this is so long im so sorry)

In general, Verge is in a much better place post-DMC5 than he ever has been (aside from prior to what happened to him as a kid). In any scenario, your best outcome will be with him. DMC3 era Vergil is a mixed bag and much more of a risk, imo. I feel like he’d be just about as likely to react positively toward as DMC2-era Dante as he would be to trying to murder him. It really depends on the circumstances, I guess.

Also, long asks are totally fine! No need to apologize. (: I prefer people to number them if they’re gonna make multi-part asks, but it’s nbd if they don’t.

[samatok-i]

sooooo this is my first request here so I spent 737484647 hours thinking on what would be a good start but I think I'll settle for something simple,, may I request first date headcannons for the boyes?

I APOLOGIZE FOR THE WAIT TUMBLR RLLY LET ME HAVE IT!!! blease accept these qwq (im breaking them up by division so the post wont be so cluttered :0)

💫 Allstars on a First Date Pt. 1💫

♡Buster Bros♡ :

Ichiro: 

-He wants to take you to the movies! He’s not picky at all about what you guys go to see because he’s the kinda guy to enjoy the experience no matter what kinda movie it was! He’d love to talk about it afterwards with you if the movie was trash or if it was really good! (when he saw Into the Spider-verse with his bros he raved about it for days) 

-(his fav spidey person is Peni cuz he’s a slut for mecha anime)

-If you wanted to pick the movie that’d be totally fine with him! (unless theres a new movie adaption of an anime he wants to see- he’d agree with your choice but you can see the Longing in his eyes as he walks past the poster and you just might hafta give in lmao)

-Definitely pays for your snacks and drinks even if you protest because he’s a huge sweetheart (need me a MANS)

-He’s no scrub either he goes for the large drink, the large popcorn. AND king size m&ms??? Do you even deserve him????? No baby I’ll hold the food tray you’ve done enough 😤

-He finds y’all good seats and takes the tray so you can get comfortable before doing so himself and immediately going to demolish the popcorn before the previews end because he’ll always be a rebel at heart

-During the movie he (subtly but not Really) shifts closer to you and occasionally leans over or puts his hand on your shoulder lightly to whisper a joke or a thought he has about the movie in your ear (stay calm Reader-chan)

-You sorta spend the rest of the movie whispering jokes and making witty comments and giggling to yourselves like adult children and Ichiro thinks your laugh when your trying not to laugh is cute

-If something funny happens during the movie he’ll laugh loudly, if something sad happens you’ll hear him sniffling into his jacket sleeve and if something scary happens he’d keep that to himself but the way the his voice wavers when he asks if you’re okay kind of gives him away (he will Jump at the opportunity to hold your hand if you ask)

-He asks to stay after the credits because he cannot miss any after credits scenes its not in his blood, that’s not the kinda man he is

-After the movie is officially over he beats you to throwing away the trash and putting the tray back

-Would also immediately fire off about what stuck out to him in the movie and what he thought it lacked and ask your thoughts about it with a glimmer in his eyes

-He set a curfew for himself that he told his brothers he’d be back by but you both have a few more hours to kill so he asks if you wanted to grab dinner somewhere

-The place he takes you too isn’t fancy or high class, it’s just a nice, warm family diner he takes Jiro and Saburo to sometimes- he promises you’ll like it! (the place is also very special to him yknow)

-”If you don’t like it you never hafta go out with me again!” he joked but when you told him in all seriousness that you wouldn’t do that to him, some sort of tension fell away from his demeanor and he laughed warmly (relieved even) and said how that was real sweet of you

-Ichiro makes good conversation over dinner- he treats you like that he would an old friend or someone close to him and makes sure you stay engaged in the conversation just as much as he is

-After dinner (he pays of course- he was quick to whip out his wallet) you both make your way outside of the restaurant and you notice how he starts to fidget by rubbing the back of his neck and shifting his weight from each leg

-He asks if you had a good time and when you tell him you did (you Better) he visibly lights up, all traces of nervousness leaving him and his smile is big and its adorable

-(If you tell him that he wouldn’t know what to do other than stutter out a shocked thank you as his cheeks color)

-He says maybe you guys could go out again sometime? If you want? It’s totally chill if you don’t tho.

-When you say yes you didn’t think his smile could get any brighter and you realize how nice it makes you feel. How fuzzy.

-”Okay cool! That’s awesome! I’ll talk to you later alright? Be careful on your way home!”

-When you respond he starts fidgeting again like he wants to say something else and when you’re about to ask him what was up he quickly pecks your cheek before you could even register how close he had gotten. If his face wasn’t red before it definitely is now

-”I’ll call you okay? G’night!” he waves as he’s leaving and his big smile never leaves his face

Jiro:

-It’s arcade time! That would definitely be his first choice on where to take you

-Ichiro insists Jiro bring you over before y’all leave and although Jiro would love for his Niichan to meet you he can’t say the same for that little rugrat he’s forced to share a home with

-Of course he brings you anyway because Ichiro really wanted to meet you and Jiro can’t just say no to his older brother like that (Ichiro made Saburo promise to behave and he did so while wrinkling his nose and shooting Jiro a look behind Ichiro’s back and Jiro shot him a smug look in kind- Ichiro caught that one though and flicked his ear)

-When you reach the front door of the Yamada residence the door swings open before you could even knock

-Ichiro greets you warmly and eagerly ushers you inside telling you how much he’s wanted to meet you because “Jiro talks about you a whole lot yknow!” (Jiro makes a strangled noise of betrayal and his face goes red)

-You get an excited introduction from Ichiro and a less excited more being polite out of obligation introduction from Saburo (who’s about to make a quip at how Jiro even got someone to go on a date with to which Ichiro pushes Jiro towards you and says how you both ought to be going- “Also don’t forget about curfew got it? Have fun!”)

-When y’all make it to the arcade and get your game cards (they’re still tokens in my Heart) Jiro asks what game you wanna hit first and then y’all just sorta take turns dragging each other around

-His personal favorite games are 1v1 fighting games, racing games and dancing games- he loves the competition they bring and if you challenge him it’ll totally pump him up “You’re gonna regret it when I kick your ass!” 

-You guys go around the arcade with a new fighting spirit and try to kick each other asses at almost every game. Basketball, air hockey, hell even wack-a-mole- theres no holding back on any of them

-After you guys’ 3 round long dance battle you announce that you need a Break and he agrees (his jock ass could go for a few more rounds but he don’t wanna leave you out)

-He buys you a drink of your choice because he was informed that that was the Manly thing to do (”gentlemanly” was the word used but technicalities, technicalities) and asked if you’re down to get some food 

-Y’all both go for pizza (unless dear Reader is lack toes of taller ants then he wouldn’t mind letting you pick)

-You guys just share a big platter because Jiro’s funds are limited but he’d still like to treat you

-You guys laugh more often than you chew and take silly videos of each other eating to post on social media until you both decide that it was time to make more rounds around the arcade

-When it’s time to exchange game points for prizes Jiro loses his impulse control (read: non-existent) and picks out a bunch of dumbass shit

-”Bro I’ve wanted a kazoo for so fuckin’ long it ain’t even funny”

-If you want something a little higher on the points list but don’t have enough for he’d put back some of his shit (goodbye Creeper plushie) and say y’all could try combining points

-When its about time to leave Jiro clumsily says that he could walk you home- if you want! It comes out rougher than he intended and he can feel his face heating up but he’s determined to hold eye contact with you until you give him an answer

-He walks home with you until you both reach the front door of your place (also like how he was informed) and says he had a real good time and that y’all should definitely go again…y’know if you want…or whatever…

-You tell him you do and his face is Priceless (shock turning into something more like joy until he schools his features to look less like an excited puppy)

-Now unsure of how to end the conversation without being awkward he settles for the Bro Clap on your shoulder (totally not awkwa r d) and promises to get at you later 

-”I’ll dm you later ok? See ya!” he turns leaving you with a cool wave over his shoulder but he has the biggest grin on his face

Saburo:

-Oh god Saburo’s first date

-It’s his first date

-”Baby’s first date haha” “Shut up, maggot”

-He’s so nervous please help him

-He doesn’t have a clue how he was able to invite you out for the weekend let alone get away with calling it a date

-He’d be stroking his big fat ego if he didn’t feel like he was going to collapse- but he’ll be fine he has to be

-After all it’s just the aquarium! He actually likes the aquarium unlike the idiotic suggestions The Lesser One gave him (he would never go to the mall by choice). But he found the specimens kept at the aquarium to be interesting.

-Also Ichiro said he’d “chaperone” as his support (which Saburo would have never asked his Ichinii to do so in any other situation but…it’s a date. This is not his area of expertise. No matter how much research he had done on what to do and what not to do his anxiety never went away.)

-The plan was to meet the Yamada brothers at the aquarium and sure enough you couldn’t miss the two freakishly tall boys (one waving with both hands and the other meekly raising one hand in greeting)

-Ichiro took the lead, introducing himself on the way in and thanking you for taking care of Saburo (Saburo’s cheeks may have tinged a light pink at that)

-After making your way in Ichiro said he’d get out of y’alls hair and to text him if you needed anything

-Then you were both alone

-Saburo squashes the feeling of unease settling in his stomach and whips out a map of the building, asking if there was an exhibit you’d like to see first and then set off when you’ve made your pick

-At the exhibit he finds himself wanting to tell you what he knows about this particular species but he doesn’t want to annoy you or seem like he’s bragging about his knowledge (thats what kids at school usually assume- and although he Is known to brag he also like to share facts for fun)

-He starts slowly, “You know these animals are actually very interesting..”

-When you turn away from the exhibit to look at him and prompt him to speak more he’s actually startled and stutters a bit before continuing 

-You tell him that what he said was interesting and these animals were cooler than you thought!

-Oh. Oh.

-Saburo’s face feels warm as he opens the map again

-You guys laugh at the otters, marvel at the jellyfish and pet the little stingrays (Saburo was honestly a little reluctant at first but you coax him into it easily and the smile he wears when he touched one is a sweet little thing)

-He was becoming more eager to share his random information with you and you were just as entertained to listen

-He also laughs with you if you point out something funny the animals are doing

-”Hehe T-Pose crab.” “T-Pose cr a b” (these r what kids b talkin about dont @ me)

-He found himself loosening up around you qwq

-You guys eventually reach the gift shop and Saburo’s immediately drawn to these little sting ray plushies (they remind him of Mantyke from pokemon hehe) and he really wants one but…should he? In front of you?

-You catch him staring at them and then get a crazy idea: you both get one

-His cheeks flush immediately and before he can protest with something stupid you pick one up and give it to him while taking one for yourself. 

-Saburo was so caught off guard that he almost forgot to offer to pay (its Gentlemanly, Jiro, not Manly you fucking imbecile-)

-(Regardless MC BB taught them well)

-After you both snap a pic of your matching pokemon plushies, Saburo texts Ichiro asking if he could take you guys to McDonalds and Ichiro is fucking on it bro

-You all leave to get some McNuggies and make fun of the new Lion King toys because that shit is nasty (i know Hypmic is set in the near future but have you considered: i do what i please)

-It’s sundown by the time you all finish eating so Ichiro insists they accompany you home

-When you all reach your place Ichiro fakes a phone call and leaves you kids to be anxious alone

-Saburo says he hopes you had a good time and that if you’re ever free on the weekend again maybe you could hang out? If you’d like to…. (Ichiro fist pumps from behind the corner)

-You tell him of course you would and his cheeks grow warm again and he stutters out an “O-Okay!” and that he’ll keep in touch and he smiles and you smile and its cute bro

-He leaves you with a “I’ll see you at school” and a small wave

-He tries to keep his face neutral when Ichiro asks him how it went (and that his Mantyke plush is cute) but he fails horribly, a slow smile creeping onto his features

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WOO finally finished these for a second time! i still had a lotta fun writing them though!! the rest of the divisions will be up shortly ;3c thanks for requesting!! 💖💗💕