#nevermind i had too much fun to care

[spkyart]

Searching for demons

[wannaeatramyeon]

Gun Park x Reader: Protective (feat Goo)

G/N. Goo is a menace and Gun loves you.

"Who's that pretty thing?"

Goo cranes his neck, adjusts his glasses at who Gun had his arm around mere moments ago, and tries to take a closer look at you.

Gun refrains from snarling, knowing the reaction would only spur him on.

Using the act of taking a drag on his cigarette, Gun subtly moves closer to your body, shielding you from his partner's malicious gaze.

"Off limits," he replies, blowing smoke in Goo's face.

Gun knows he can be possessive, obsessive. 'Gets hooked on people' as Goo put it. However, he has never thought of himself as any sort of a guardian figure, preferring if people could hold their own in a fight.

Yet with you, he can't help the flare of protectiveness. The need to keep you safe. From dangers and wandering eyes and interest from over curious fools.

"Now now, no need to be like that." The blonde responds, wafting the smoke away with a cough and a sputter.

How intriguing that Gun is working so hard to hide you away. You must be a lot of fun. Simply precious.

Undeterred, Goo re-angles himself; directing his smile, stretched too wide and dripping with ulterior motives, past Gun's tense and defensive stance to you. Decides to go for charming instead of predatory, opens his mouth, prepared to sweep you off your feet and-

Gun steps completely into view, shifting in front of you so Goo has no choice but to stare at the black eyed demon and to face his wrath.

Gives his first and last warning, "Look for a second longer and it'll be your last breath."

"Ugh!" Goo pouts, visibility deflating at how serious Gun is. "You used to be a lot more fun," He mutters, then perks right back up without missing a beat, "Sweetheart, I can show you a much better time-"

The cigarette falls from Gun's grip and his hand snaps to Goo's arm, seconds away from weaselling its way around your shoulder.

Obsidian eyes flashing dangerously, "Don't you dare-"

With a sigh, Goo retreats and wriggles free. 

Takes a step back and holds both hands up in surrender. 

"Touchy." He tuts, throwing a dirty look at Gun.

"Nevermind," he shoves his hands in his pockets and shrugs, "I have some secret friends to meet anyway. Let me know if you ever get bored of him, sweetheart."

Goo grins at you before striding off and you feel a shiver down your spine.

You felt like prey trapped between two monsters. No, that's unfair. One monster that looks like they want to devour you alive, and the other - Gun Park. Your Gun.

Who has tried to shield you from everything. From the rain to the unsavoury side of his life and now to his unhinged coworker. Who kisses you intensely and treats you like you're the only one, the only thing that matters.

Gun senses your discomfort, notices the tightness in your body language. He reaches for you, pulling you into his body and wrapping his arms around you.

His eyes bore into yours.

"Are you ok?" He asks, and you can feel his voice rumbling in his chest.

The tension had also crept up on Gun. With each word from Goo Kim, each moment his eyes were on you.

It's unnerving. He's not used to this. He never expected to care about anyone's wellbeing except his own but now he's in your orbit - you're all he cares about.

"M'good," you tell him, leaning into him and voice muffled, feeling safe in his embrace.

Gun exhales.

At your words, the unease finally starts to drain away.

[another-random-paradise]

Hii!! If you’d wanna, can you make short headcanons about the house wardens except Kalim and Idia with a reckless reader, like (for example); is chasing after grim for doing something stupid and sees a shorter but dangerous short cut and takes it, almost breaking a leg but they don’t bc their crush (not bf yet) catches them with their magic, (I believe he only said five people, but if not five, I would like if it had Malleus, Leona riddle, and Azul)

(btw I really like your writing! Keep it up, but don’t forget to take care of yourself <33)

A Rewarding Chase

Tysm for the request and the kind words!! It was very fun to write! I took the chasing grim idea and ran with it- made sure to try and not make it to repetitive!! I do have a four character limit, if you want the others too feel free to send a second request (I wouldn't mind, i had so much fun writing this-)! And take care of yourself too <3

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Reckless Reader being saved by him while chasing grim

Characters: Malleus, Leona, Riddle, Azul

Format: Headcanons

Warnings: Mentions of possible Injuries(Nobody actually gets Hurt)

Malleus

-It's already rather late, Malleus is on another one of his evening walks.. when he suddenly hears someone running, and you shouting

-He decides to check it out, because chances are, you're being reckless again. Also because he would get to see you again :) Nevermind that he saw you earlier during classes

-When he does, he, just as expected, saw you chasing after Grim once again, who knew what the little guy had done this time? He decided to just watch at first- at least until you once again decided to do something awfully reckless

-Grim decided to go down a steep staircase, and instead of running after him, you decide to jump down the stairs, in oder to catch up faster. And if there is one thing Malleus knew, it was the fact that humans are rather fragile, and that you would break your legs doing this Jump

-While very much shocked, he acted almost on impulse, the young fae Prince pulls out his Pen and stops you mid air. Being the powerful mage that he is, you can't wriggle yourself out of his magics grip. Once he sat you down at the top of the staircase, he was kind enough to also get Grim back

-A soft smile settles on his face as he questions your antiques, wondering if you weren't aware of your own fragility. You are, you just decide to ignore it!

-After sending Grim home, he asks you to join him on his nightly walk, he would love to know more about your impulsive decisions! He really just wants to know more about you in general. And in typical Malleus fashion, he doesn't even notice the faint blush on your cheeks!

-He tells you to call him, should Grim cause trouble again, he knows he wouldn't be able to change your reckless nature. And he doesn't want to- it is another part of you, and he loves all of you. He just doesn't want you to get hurt <3

Leona

-He has never been awake this fast.

-Leona was just once again napping in the botanical garden- When the sound of shouting woke him up, yours and Grim's shouting to be precise. He didn't think much of it, this happend pretty often after all, but nonetheless he decided to lazily open up one eye

-And thank the seven he did, because now he was very much awake and staring at you, as you climbed one of the tallest trees in the entirety of the garden.

-Turns out, Grim has decided to climb up a tree, and you being you, went after him. Well, people tend to be heavier than cats, so eventually a branch broke underneath you.

- The tree you were on wasn't at all small, the fall would very much end in multiple broken bones, if not worse!

-He quickly pulled out his pen, catching you. Grim got away in the end, while Leona scolded you told you off. He complained about your antics interrupting his nap, and that he won't catch you next time. He absolutely will, and the actual reason he's upset about your antics is that it worry's him

-He might just force you to stay with him, so that you, and i quote; "Won't cause any more trouble", but really he just wants to be close to you. But then again, could it really be considered forcing, if you willingly agree? who'd say no to napping with their crush, after all ;)

-He might occasionally glance at you, while trying to go back to napping. He isn't entirely sure how he fell for someone as reckless as you, but you know what they say: Opposites attract :)   

Riddle

-It was just supposed to be a normal unbirthday party.

-Riddle, of course, invited you, like he always does! Pretty much the entire dorm except maybe Deuce know about his crush on you by now And you in Grim were pretty much a package, you invite one, the other comes along.

-Riddle doesn't mind, of course! He does Who was he to demand time alone with you, it's not like your dating! He really wishes you were... were it not for Grim being such a trouble maker

-Grim had decided to throw a tantrum after not getting "fed enough", as in, he got the same amount of tarts as everybody else, before running off. You run after him, and in turn Riddle goes after you, as he already knows how reckless you can be

-And thank the seven that he did, as just as he finally catches up, he sees you trying to jump over a Rose bush to get to Grim- Sure it would break no bones, but the amount of thorns could severely cut you, and leave scars, or worse get infected!- The small Redhead is panicking to say the least

-He quickly takes his pen and uses magic to pull you back, almost making you bump into him in his panic!

-He scolds you almost immediately, if you were a part of his dorm he would have collared you! He wouldn't have, this man plays favorites Though you can't help but notice how not even once he brought up how you could have ruined the Roses or your Uniform.. All he cared bout was your health! And that made you happy, I mean, your crush actually cares about you!

-After helping you catch Grim, the party was already over, so he bids you farewel, sending you back to ramshackle, before both of you return to your respective rooms to comprehend the situation and blush :)

Azul

-How someone as organized as him could fall for someone as reckless as you? He doesn't know, but he did.

-This is proven as, just like always, he personally came to attend to you when you came to eat dinner at the Mostro lounge. He says it's because it's a busy night, but really it's an excuse to see you! And you don't question it because you get to spend more time with him because of it! 

-But alas, Grim didn't wanna behave, so after being told that they were out of his favorite food, he took of and somehow climbed onto one of the lamps. 

-You weren't having it, not today. You usually try to hold your reckless nature back in front of Azul, not wanting to terrify your crush, but Grim's tantrum just ruined the great conversation you were having with Azul ,ordering desert!

-So, you climb onto your seat and leap at the lamb! Considering you aren't focused on landing properly, but on catching grim, chances are very high you'll Hurt yourself, most likely straining your ankle

-So, Azul being a Gentleman, as well as not wanting to taint his reputation by letting a guest get hurt He'll hate himself if he just let's you get hurt, uses his magic to catch you, as he isn't the strongest physically 

-He sends the eels after Grim while taking you to the VIP lounge. You think he's about to ban you for live, but actually he checks up on you, making sure you weren't injured in the process of the jump, as well as that his magic had no side effects 

-You do have to stop him from banning grim for live

-He may just draft up a contract about being more careful with your antics, or to at least think twice before acting, you don't even realize how much you worry him! You most likely refuse, knowing that you can't just stop yourself from, well, being yourself. But he does make you sign a contract to not speak about what happened.

-You leave, smiling to yourself, now knowing that your crush cares about you, as he sits in his office blushing about the whole situation, just hoping the twins don't walk in 

First Riddle request!! Very exited because I love the mini Tyrant <3 Also, for Azul's part, for one line, I wanted to originally write 'Your crush' but decided to change it to Azul, and almost published this with it saying 'your Azul' I-

Feedback is welcomed, just be nice!

Remember to drink water! Have a nice day/night <3

[killerpancakeburger]

Scary Dog Privilege w/ Ghost

PART 2

Tags: civilian!reader, gn!reader, mostly fluff, suggestive at the end, GuardDog!Ghost x Handler!Reader, smug!Ghost. Reader is careful of Ghost's boundaries. Ghost's "outburst" (no idea how to call it tbh) is based on how @valiants drew them here and there. I just love this depiction so much, it's too relatable. 1.3k words.

Part 1.

“You really need to stop terrorizing the new recruits.”

Heaving a sigh, you glower at the shiny plaque adorning the mahogany desk you’re sitting at.

Cpt. John Price.

The aforenamed is away for a week, something about a higher-ups seminar. Left you in charge and, when you started to heft some heavy cardboards full of paperwork, he suggested you take his office too. It wasn’t conventional by any means, but what John Price wants, John Price gets.

You imagined that being the big boss would be fun.

You didn't expect his men to be… such a hassle.

Soap could not go one day without getting involved in a fight.

Gaz was sweet as pie to your face, only to use your own gratefulness against you later when he wanted something.

And Ghost. Oh, Ghost. From the very start, he had been playing with you like a cat plays with his food. Acting like your right-hand man. Always by your side, dutiful shadow. His relentless stare was like a torch against the nape of your neck, like the tangible weight of gloved hands on your shoulders. Following instructions but always with a snarky reply, and a smirk on his lips that you could guess behind the mask simply by the look in his eyes. Not mentioning the times you were alone together and he'd stop covering the bottom of his face. Made it easier to drink — tea but also bourbon —, to smoke, to tempt you with his scarred lips—

You shake your head in an attempt to refocus.

Your concentration doesn't last a mere minute that it's already shattered by the slam of a door.

A familiar slam and a familiar door, if that is even possible.

One of your men is acting out again.

You slip through the group massed in front of the room you need to access, ignoring their warnings and brushing off their attempts to make you turn back.

Knocking three times in rapid succession so he knows it's you, you glide in wordlessly, taking care to lock the door behind you so there won't be any interruption. You lean your back against it, taking a moment to assess the situation.

Your eyes linger on the knife lodged into the table before fixing upon the sizable being sitten nearby. Bending at the waist under an invisible force, his elbows rest on his knees while his fingers clutch the part of his mask that covers the back of his head. One word immediately comes to mind— overwhelmed.

His back is turned on you. You can almost distinguish the dark aura he exudes, an inky blackness that matches his t-shirt and his gloves.

You pull away from the door and join him, absently noticing that your steps are loud enough for him to locate you— force of habit.

“Ghost?”

A metaphorical outstretched hand.

Silence.

Stopping behind his back, you instinctively raise a tentative hand— to ensure his attention? To provide comfort?— before halting halfway, reconsidering. Pulling it back, you opt for a verbal approach instead.

“You really need to stop terrorizing the new recruits.”

You can’t help the fond, amused smile that stretches your lips as you say it.

Silence, still.

It doesn't deter you. After all, you’re no stranger to the need to drop verbal communication in favor of onomatopoeias or hand motions.

Nevermind that, you can fill the silence with retelling of your day.

As the quiet remains your only interlocutor for the third time in a row, you decide to cut your losses, at least for today. You’re unsure whether Ghost's in a mood where he'd rather stay alone, or one where he'd appreciate company but only the silent kind. Eyeing the knife again, you reckon it must be the former.

But as you turn around to leave, a pair of arms circle your waist, putting a swift end to your exit. The sudden embrace causes you to sway a bit, nonetheless you keep your cool.

“Changed your mind?”

A light gibe, essentially harmless, but provocating enough to prompt an answer.

He replies with a muffled groan, before pulling you closer and pressing his face into the small of your back. The contact, admittedly unexpected, but not unwelcome, sends shivers down your spine.

“That's certainly an… interesting position,” is all you find to say, picturing the expression someone would make if they were to stumble upon you two.

Twisting around a bit, you manage to see half of him, and use the view to reach back and pat his head. You quickly come to the conclusion that you’re stuck there for a while, same as if a pet cheetah nominated your lap for its nap.

A few moments later, a minute or an eternity, you end up chuckling to yourself. There's a grumble in your shirt, and it takes a second or two for you to comprehend that the grumble is actually words.

“What's so funny?”

You sigh pensively.

“Was thinking about the recruits you scared. They were shaking in their boots when I got here, you'd think they've seen worse than a ghost. But the most formidable thing here is a cuddle monster.”

The limbs around your torso release you unpromptedly, and as you pivot to face the lieutenant, he only has one step to take to corner you against a wall.

“S'that so?”

The sarcasm in his tone is familiar, yet you fail to see what he's getting at.

“... yeah?”

You don’t try to hide the interrogation in your voice; you want your confusion to be known.

He props one forearm on the wall, right by your head, and leans closer to murmur huskily:

“Do I scare you?”

You bite your lower lip not to laugh, his antics evoking some sort of dark, tortured protagonist. Yet, you'd be lying if you pretended this little display was leaving you indifferent.

Hell, you wish you were scared, because then you wouldn’t long to reduce the distance between your two bodies, already scandalously limited.

Wavering about your reply, you ultimately select the truth.

“Not anymore.”

You swear you can make out the corners of his mouth rise behind the mask.

“Good,” he appraises, laconic as ever.

Stricken by a timidity as sudden as it is intense, you start to ramble nervously, avoiding his intense stare.

“No but, for real, you'd laugh too if you'd seen their faces. They were so worried, imploring me not to go. It's like they were convinced you'd eat me alive.”

“Could be arranged.”

The suggestive line has the merit to make you stop dead in your tracks. His insufferable confidence fills you with irritation and arousal yet again.

You can’t let him win this one, you categorically refuse to let him have the last word. So you bring your face even closer to his and purrs:

“It's such a shame you’re wearing a mask, otherwise I would have already shoved my tongue down your—”

He rips off the bottom part of his mask with such haste that it would be comical if you weren't busy being squished between him and the wall the next second. He presses you against the stone the same way he presses his lips against yours— insistent, warm.

Once again, his hands settle on your hips like they belong here, and his thumbs slip under the cloth to stroke your hipbones.

His newfound urgency is the antipodes of the restraint he manifested until now, leaving you short of breath.

A call of your name pulls you apart, but barely, noses almost brushing. You shoot a look at the door just to see the handle lowers in vain. Letting out an amused and relieved scoff, you rest your forehead against Ghost's torso, thanking yourself for locking.

The voice persists, asking if everything's okay. You raise your head but, as you open your mouth to answer, Simon silently orders you to stay quiet with a forefinger across his lips. You frown and mouth silently— no, YOU shut up— before hollering to be heard.

“All good, thanks!”

Obviously, answering is a much better solution than a suspicious silence. Yet Ghost doesn't seem to share that opinion, as he stares at you unimpressed, but you kiss him before he can make any disagreeable comment.

[johnsgunbelt]

141 boys when their s/o has a strength kink?

So strong.. - 141

Pairing: 141 x GN! Reader (Fem presenting?)

Warnings: Sexual themes, Strength kink, P in V no condom MDNI

John Price:

Definitely found out on his own, and how you might ask? You thought you kept it such a good secret!

Well for one when you needed help reaching something high up and he’d grab it for you and you’d stare at his arms almost like you were taking in every little detail

Or when you laid on his chest and he’d “accidentally” flex his bicep and your face would flush a bright pink

You thought you kept it hidden well and to your surprise, you didn’t..

How he confronts you is the real question.

Well you’re about to find out while your face is shoved into a pillow and he is plowing you from behind but not gripping you hard enough to hurt you.

“Harder..” “Hm? Harder what honey?”

You got too embarrassed to say anything else.

But for some reason and you didn’t know how he knew, he gripped your hips harder.

You thought it was just a coincidence, until he flipped you around like you weighed nothing onto your back.

To say you were shocked was an understatement. 

“Oh shocked baby? I see the way you look at me when you watch me reach for something or when you lay on my chest, you could’ve just told me sweetheart.”

You couldn’t even speak, you just nodded to cock drunk to care.

Needless to say he did hold this against you for future reference 

Kyle 'Gaz' Garrick:

Now he knew about this little obsession because you let it slip accidentally…

He was just cradling you in his arms, like a bear hug as you comfortably laid on his chest.

“You know I'm into this-” “Hm? Into what?” “Oh nevermind..”

He thought he knew what it was at that point and he knew exactly what to do.

He wrapped his arms tighter around you and when he saw your face flush and you focusing on his muscles he knew he got it right.

“That's a new one. I’ll keep that in mind for when I have you in bed.” 

From then on out he flexes more around you.

Helps you reach stuff even if it’s literally in your height range.

Picks you up a lot more just to show you how “strong” he really is.

When he’s on deployment, 100% sending gym photos and shirtless pictures and even arm/hand ones.

Will use it against you in bed when he picks you up with ease.

“Mm so tiny in my arms, you love that don’t you baby?”

God forbid you take a photo with him holding you, or even holding your waist 

“Gonna use that photo when I'm not home sweetie?”

You’d look at him and bury your face into your hands embarrassed and he’d just smirk at you.

John 'Soap" Mactavish:

He is oblivious, plain stupid even.

How can he not notice when your face turns pink when he jokingly flexes around you?

Or when he would walk around your shared house shirtless and your jaw would drop and you’d try to act like you were fine.

So how did he find out? https://www.tiktok.com/@6zx1i/video/7321751688803650818

That trend. He found out after you told him you wanted to do that.

“Why’s your face s’red lovie?” “It’s not, Idontknowwhatyoureventalkingabouttt-”

Then he put every single piece together and his jaw dropped.

“Well, I knew I was attractive but not this attractive…I'm holding that against you.” “whatttt…I don’t know what you mean.”

He smirked at you, almost like it was a game.

And to him it was a game, so when he had picked you up to set you on top of a counter to give you a kiss.

You knew that he knew.

He used as much force as he could against you in bed just to hear the small sounds you make and to see how your face reacted 

That man is obsessed with you and everything about you.

He, like Gaz, when deployed sends you gym photos,hand/arm pictures,shirtless pictures,and literally anything you could ask for he’d give you.

Simon 'Ghost' Riley:

Lets face it, This man definitely knows about it.

Would he confront you? No…Maybe eventually but he likes teasing you and poking fun at you. Dropping clues that he might know but you can never know for sure.

“Babe can you toss me that shirt?” “Oh-I-yup.” You’d stutter over your words trying to keep your composure seeing him in just boxers.

He smirked about it to himself as you tossed him the shirt and hid your face

He definitely used this to his advantage in bed, but he’d never show you clear signs that he knew about your little secret.

He helps you reach things really high up and even acts like he has to look for it so he can see your face staring at his muscles.

He adores when you get all flustered beneath him and he thinks about it all the time.

Has sent you gym photos, but that’s all and he knows you save all of them to use while he's away.

He loves when you lay on him and he flexes his bicep and you pretend to hate it but the shift in your thighs says otherwise.

AHHHHH I’m so sorry about my short break, I’m in a different state but I’m trying to write as much as I can. Expect more Fics. I have loads of requests to get through 😛!

[seungsuki]

groceries - sunday restock with your boyfriend (f!reader)

warning: none

note: i manage to sneak in bachira hehe.. wonder why?

sundays are nagi seishiro’s favourite day. just relaxing and being lazy was something the 190 cm striker loved. top that off, you would baby him and take care of him so he would be well rested for the brutal training monday would force on him

but today wasn’t his favourite sunday 

seishiro spent his day trailing behind you like a lost duckling. it was a nice afternoon and you thought today was the perfect day to restock on groceries. that’s how you both ended up in the bustling supermarket near your place. you pushed the trolley along the isles while nagi in his true nature, clung onto you like his life depended on it. 

his head rested on your shoulder as his arms wrapped securely around your waist forming a somewhat comfortable back hug. you swore seishiro purposely made sure his warm breaths were extra slow to annoy you but you weren’t gonna let him win. you had to restock groceries today or else both of you would be too busy to find any day. 

“do we really need to waste time buying food?”, seishiro spoke as the both of you navigated through the shelves of cereal 

“yes we do- oh found it!”, you smiled as you retreated something you searched far and wide 

“a cereal box..? that was something you wasted so much time on?”, seishiro asked confused

“it’s not just a cereal! it’s a collab with txt!!”, you groaned remembering how terrible seishiro is with names 

“nevermind we’re almost done and then we’ll go home you big baby”

you chuckled when you heard a small ‘yay’ from the laid-back koala you called your boyfriend. he even gave you a small kiss on the neck to celebrate his so-called victory. you couldn’t help but roll your eyes with a small affectionately sigh. you placed the cereal into the cart and strolled away. moving from aisles you’d either have seishiro acting like a cringe teen making fun of the brand names or seishiro mumbling in your ear about how terrible his team was to him (they don’t let him sleep during breaks). 

while you love nagi seishiro with all of your heart, it was these moments that made you want to question just how much of a hassle life was for him. you wonder sometimes.. if you had never asked him out, would he still be alive? yeah he had reo and all but you can’t help but wonder if seishiro had some sort of issues in the past 

you shook your head trying to forget the negative thoughts clouding your head. this was a topic you’d definitely bring up for another day. 

“angel, can we get ice cream too?”, seishiro suddenly added as he watched you pick up the nuggets packet 

“ice cream? yeah sure sure.. anything you want sei”, 

after checking everything in your cart, both of you lined up to pay for your groceries. you recalled a story to seishiro about your university friends trying to force you into acting. your friend dramatically added about how the theatre club was in danger, forcing you to skip your volleyball club practice.

seishiro hums to your story, even though he looks like he doesn’t care, you best believe that he loves gossip. he picked this from reo, another guy who was always hungry for gossip, even if he doesn’t know that person at all. finally, after what seems like eternity, it was your turn 

“good afternoon! hope you guys fin- nagi? no way! whatcha doing here?”, the yellow highlights haired cashier asked 

“bachira.. why are you a cashier?”, seishiro asked puzzled as he frees himself from you 

“oh i picked up a part time job to help my mama. who’s she? hey it’s nice to meet you! i’m bachira!”, bachira introduced himself as he started to scan the products

“i’m [name]... you’re seishiro’s friend?”, you asked, receiving an enthusiastic nod from bachira 

“i didn’t know you had friends other than reo”, you asked again but to the snowy bangs boy 

“i’m trying”, seishrio replied with a shrug 

bachira chatted away with you while preparing your bill. he even added his ‘bff discount’ for the both of you which made you laugh at his antics. waving him goodbye, seishiro and you left the store. it made you feel happy, knowing that sei made friends at blue lock.

it’s not like you hated reo or anything. if anything, you were thankful at how he was always with your lazy genius but you wanted seishiro to branch out. hearing from bachria about his new friends gave you a sense of relief that he had other people to count on 

“you look funny”, sei spoke trying to read your mind 

“i’m just happy”, you said adding a small smile 

“what is there to be happy about? i’m so sad i had to leave my warm bed for this”, seishiro groaned 

“i’m happy you have so many friends. you have so many people who care about you!”, you countered 

“i should be careful! they might steal you from me”, you jokingly added, nudging the soccer player 

“what’s there to worry about? you’re prettier than them”, sei bluntly said making you go red 

“h-hey! don’t just go around saying that!”, you nervously laughed away the butterflies that erupted 

“i'd rather be with my pretty girl than sit with those idiots. it’s a hassle”, sei sighed nearly dropping the bag he was holding 

“...”

“...”

“let’s just go home and i’ll give you some ice cream with extra sprinkles” 

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[l-in-the-light]

The most embarrassing series of posts about Lawlu you will ever read: edition Dressrosa (part 5)

Are we ready for the feels? Because my "Love is a Hurricane tale" of Lawlu analysis continues on into Dressrosa, the land of love and passion! In this episode we will focus on Luffy and Law seperately. This post will be much more serious as well. Lots and lots of scrutinizing analysis ahead!

Let's point out two things here: apparently it was Sanji who was the rebel and left as the first one, attracted to amazing smells. Luffy on the other hand, actually tried to get closer to Law and listen properly.

And, one group of people is now enteirely missing. For once, it wasn't Luffy's fault, he wasn't even the first one to venture out and that tells us a lot already. Law, despite rather displeased with that outcome, decides not to do anything about it. Perhaps one of the remaining Strawhats told him not to worry about it... but would they say it? We're left with Nami, Usopp, Brook, Chopper, Robin and Momo. They're kinda a bunch of people easily scared and paranoid. Robin is the only exception, but she would rather just chuckle at all the chaos that's happening rather than reassure anyone.

I think the more likely option is Law trying to play it cool so that the rest won't worry too much. Whether he's personally worried or not wouldn't have mattered, he already feels like taking care of these people is his responsibility and he needs to be strong for them. He probably did worry himself a bit here. Let's switch to Luffy from now on:

As fast as Luffy realized (thanks to Sanji) that things aren't going as predicted, he tries to find a fast fix for it himself. I mean, he had a pretty good idea about it, sadly he was stopped with his attempt. This will start a streak of Luffy's attempts to actually stick to the plan, as disbelieving as that sounds right now. After all, he didn't listen to the end about the plan, obviously Luffy doesn't care??

If he doesn't care, why is his initial reaction towards Zoro slightly angry here? Oh, maybe because Law assigned them into one group and Luffy realizes *they have to stick together*. That's exactly why he left after Sanji (who shouldn't actually be in their group, but nevermind), it wasn't just for adventure (ofc that was important as well), it was to stay with their group. Ofc right after Luffy quickly snaps into his usual happy go lucky attitude, thinking it would be fun to chase Zoro, but let's keep in mind that's his second reaction, not the first one, and that's already giving us a hint what will be Luffy's priority from now on.

Luffy is unusually interested in finding the smiles factory. Concerned even. Perhaps he was keeping in mind Law's warning that finding the factory won't be easy and is reminded now of that.

Putting aside Luffy's clear PTSD reaction here (proving us he's still not over Ace's death, because why would he be), despite the fact he declares he wants flame-flame fruit, he doesn't immediately jump to the decision of doing everything he can to get it. It's actually only after Franky's encouragement that he makes his final decision! Very unusual for Luffy to hold back on something that important for him and needing encouragement. It's Luffy who encourages people usually, he just goes and reaches his hands to grab what he wants without fretting over it. I wonder why is he hesitating so much?

Ofc Luffy's enthusiasm to stay undercover is lovely, but he still almost fails with it right afterwards, because, well, he's Luffy. And why does he need to stay undercover? Oh right, so someone's plan in Dressrosa wouldn't be affected!

Meanwhile we have Law who tries to play it calm and cool for the group, but he's actually growing anxious. There are already two signs that the plan is going to have more problems than expected, since people in Dressrosa act normal despite their king abdicating, and then CP0 arrives. He won't voice his doubts explicitly though, he knows he needs to keep morale of the group up. But when they make it to the bridge, he already decided not to use his devil fruit to save up strength, he knows there will be problems up ahead thanks to all those signs.

It's kinda heartwarming but also a bit sad to see Luffy holding back so much. At all times he tries his best not to blow his cover. But Luffy is really terrible at lying, so he's fretting around a lot, clearly stressed from all the unfavourable developments. He even tries to stop himself from cheering on for Bellamy, something he would usually do without a second thought. Officially he claims he's doing it for Franky, but we all know why Franky told Luffy to be undercover: it was all for Law's plan to succeed, and attracting attention would be bad for it. It's not very direct, but all of Luffy's efforts are actually for Law and his plan.

Law remembered his own nature: giving out orders expecting others to live up to them. He's indeed just like Luffy here haha. Though we can excuse him a little, the situation was bad after all. Luffy meanwhile does it all the time.

Top images: Again, poor distressed Luffy is afraid his identity will be revealed and he will be the one responsible for blowing up Law's plan. He really doesn't want to disappoint him. Compare this to when he inflitrates the castle with Viola later on (bottom images), he doesn't even hesitate to take off his disguise even though his cover wasn't even blown yet. Only after Luffy removes his koi fish costume, the guy realized it was Strawhat Luffy. But Luffy doesn't care anymore for being undercover.

The contrast is shocking with the previous image. It just proves how much he was struggling and bracing himself to stay in that disguise in the collosseum, it must have been hard for him. But Luffy would try his best and beyond for Law. He just would do the same for Ace, that's why he couldn't ignore flame-flame fruit bait.

Luffy got fed by Rebecca, so he feels like he owes her. He listens to her story, about the country, about the toy soldier, he clearly wants to help her, but he stays silent. Again, unusual reaction for Luffy, normally he would be already enthusiasthically shouting that he will get rid of Doflamingo for Rebecca. But, beating up Doffy wasn't part of Law's plan, so Luffy just sits quietly, torn internally.

Let's compare it to, let's say, Drum Island Arc. Luffy doesn't hesitate at all. That's the Luffy we know.

Luffy is still listening to Rebecca. Gets reminded of Goa Kingdom. He still doesn't declare he will kick Doffy's ass. His resolve to not disappoint Law is really strong, if he's able to stop himself like that.

Law puts up a tough front, but I think he's kinda bluffing here, just throwing Doflamingo's words back at him. Internally, he must be worrying and hoping he won't mess things up himself, that he's able to withhold Doflamingo long enough.

It's not even a matter of whether he believes in what he says himself, but the dedication: he will do anything in his might. Is it for the plan, that backfired on him already? Or did his reason shift, yet again, to what it was in Punk Hazard and that means keeping Luffy relatively safe? He didn't put Luffy in his own group, the one that was at most risk, he didn't leave him up on Sunny (he probably would have wanted to, but not even Law can control Luffy's deep craving for adventure). Law is now just buying time so Luffy's group can destroy the factory; that's his chosen way of keeping them out of trouble and instead taking it all up on himself.

Another bluff from Law. We know he doesn't know what that D. even stands for, so there's no way he could have that much faith in it. After all Law is having trouble believing in things after Flevance. He says this line just because he knows it will rile up Doflamingo, and also because of his trust in Corazon. Cora-san lied a lot though so there's no way Law would take that line at face value and not doubt it at all.

Riling up Doflamingo is a sign that Law allowed him to play on his emotions. Provoking him here will end up in a disastrous result for Law. But let's rewind a moment earlier, Doffy is on a call with his subordinate, telling them to make the factory's security stronger. Ofc Law would lose his calm over that. Because who's in the group destroying the factory? Luffy. Law took it as his personal duty to keep him safe.

Back to Luffy's side now. Wait a moment. Luffy tells his crew to stop the rebellion in the oppressed country?? Despite having been fed by Rebecca and owing her a favour? Did someone just exchange Luffy with an alien here?? That's not the Luffy we know!

Though to be fair, even if it's a bit of a backwards logic, he does think it will help Rebecca as well, because she doesn't want the toy soldier to be in danger. But look at Zoro's reaction here. He's clearly taken aback. Our Zoro, the very first crewmate of Luffy, who was with him practically from the very start. And that Zoro is surprised by Luffy's reaction. He expected him to fully support the rebellion. If that's not the final argument to how strange Luffy is behaving, then I doubt anything can convince you.

His crewmates are getting involved with the rebellion, but Luffy is still quiet and refusing to go against Law's plan. Franky finally loses it and says he will do it, even if it means he will have to do it alone.

And that's finally the moment Luffy breaks his resolve. He's not gonna leave a crewmate alone. He's gonna help with that plan as well, just to fullfill Rebecca's wish, already planning to leave the collosseum before the final fights. It took Luffy only like 30 chapters to finally decide to do what he truly wants to do. For Luffy liberating countries and making people free is very important. He knows already that the peace is Dressrosa is only a facade and he hates when peace is just a facade, it's not a true peace to him. He would go fly some punches the moment he realizes that. The only reason he didn't was Law.

But let's keep in mind, it doesn't paint Law as a bad guy here. His original plan did involve dethroning Doflamingo, just indirectly, not through punching him in the face. Luffy believes Law to be the good guy who also wants to help this country, so he believes in Law's plan. But Luffy will never leave his crewmate in need and that's the only reason Luffy decided to go against Law's plan in the end. We don't know how it would end, would Luffy still try to stop the rebellion after he joined with them? We will sadly never know.

Before they even know what's going on, Luffy's face is already very worried. He clearly has a bad feeling. Perhaps it's an early sign of his future sight talent that will evolve only much, much later. In this case it activated not because Luffy himself was in danger, but because he had a bad feeling someone dear to him is.

What an interesting reaction from Luffy after he realized Doflamingo got Torao. "Torao, why are you fighting with Mingo?!" why would Luffy care about it in a moment like this? Oh, perhaps because he was still believing in Law's plan and facing Doffy was never part of it. That's your final proof that Luffy took this whole operation seriously, he constantly was thinking about Law and his plan, and trying not to disappoint him, so of course he's shocked beyond all logic that Traffy himself went against it. He didn't have much choice, at least that's what Law believes. He would never take an alternative: backing out, because then full attention of Doflamingo would focus on Luffy's group.

And here we go, Luffy's reaction to Law passing out from the lead bullets. Flashback to Ace and Marineford definitely played itself inside Luffy's head at this moment.

How dare you, Mingo, indeed.

Screaming after him, trying to leave and forgetting seastone bars make it impossible for him, very distressed but calmed himself down because he can feel Law's soul didn't yet leave his body. That's probably the first reference to Luffy's skill of being able to tell when someone is just passed out and when they're dead or close to dying (it's the last option in this case btw).

Despite all the chaos and worry, Luffy is still focused enough to realize that the plan did go astray and is so very taken aback. He might even wonder if it's somehow his own fault here, after all he did go to the collosseum, if he didn't then maybe the situation wouldn't evolve the way it did. He probably thinks he could have destroyed that factory super fast if he just wasn't so obssessed with flame-flame fruit.

Nami seems to get it. First it was Zoro who understood how surprisingly important this thing is for Luffy, now Nami understood it as well. And Nami helps Luffy come up with the best option: how to not destroy Law's plan any further by making sure they have the winning hand, because at the end of the day, that's the most important thing, right? Law wanted to keep Momo, Caesar and Smiles away from Doflamingo, so even if anything else about the plan fails, they will make sure this part succeeds no matter what.

Nami does it for Luffy, not for Law, because she realized Luffy cares a lot. She's always there supporting his decisions and wishes, no matter how reckless they are, even if they scare her, just like she does when she's navigating: making sure her skills will bring them anywhere Luffy wants and needs to go. She does the same for him here, just on different level: navigating the plan.

For Luffy, respecting Law's wishes and goals is important. He doesn't want another Ace scenario in which Law sacrifices everything, his dreams, people important to him, his ambitions, just to keep Luffy safe. Those two truly understand each other on a very intimate level, it seems.

And so Luffy makes his decision. Keeping Law safe is more important than sticking to the original plan, but he will leave it up to his crewmates to gather the scattered pieces together so that Law's wishes are fullfilled. He entrusts that with them, meanwhile focusing on what he wants to do the most. And what's that again? Helping Rebecca? Destroying factory? Exposing the darkness of Dressrosa and beating Mingo? Oh no, wait. He says it here: to get Torao back.

Are you disgusted already? I am a bit lol <3

Luffy worrying for his crewmates. On the surface level, nothing unusual right? Because he cares for them, it's to be expected. Except Luffy never worries for them, instead he trusts them. In Punk Hazard when his crew barely made it to escape the gas he didn't worry openly like that, he trusted in his crewmates instead. Usopp even points it out that he wishes Luffy sometimes didn't have that much faith in them, because it can get overwhelming how he needs to meet up his expectations.

But here instead Luffy just worries about his crew. Must be because now, after seeing Law defeated by Mingo, he takes his words about how strong Mingo is even more seriously than before. He believes Law to be so strong after all. He doesn't even have to face Doffy himself to know what Law's defeat means. He's willing to take a bet based on someone else's experience, which is also rather unusual in Luffy's case - he normally always needs to test things out himself, doesn't believe other people's opinions or rumours. Again Law proves to be a rare exception.

I dunno how you all feel about this panel, but seems for Luffy, shit just got very personal. In the frame before (I won't put it here because it takes full page) we see three figures: Toy Soldier (symbolizing Franky's wish to help tontattas with the rebellion), Rebecca (Luffy's debt over the food) and Law. Those are the three reasons that push Luffy to make his decision. He wants to beat Mingo's ass for all of those reasons: because his crewmates want to, because he wants to help Rebecca and... because he wants to get payback in Law's stead. I mean, why else would Law be one of Luffy's reasons here? Beating up Mingo was still not part of Law's plan, so he's not doing it to respect Law's wishes in any way. No, if someone messes with Luffy's crewmate, then they mess up with Luffy, that's just how shit goes.

Wait, didn't you mean to write "friend"? Law isn't Luffy's crewmate! We will get to it in part 2 ;)

Now, after finding out about Sabo being still alive, Luffy can't stop crying or calm himself at all. Zoro's getting super annoyed with him, scolding him, hitting him and nothing works UNTIL he drops Torao's name. Suddenly Luffy gets his shit back together enough to actually say what? "I'll save Torao!" geezas so gross Even his face grows more determined. Reuninting with Sabo was important, but so is saving Torao. They're probably on same level in Luffy's mind and that alone is honestly insane to think about.

Damn, seeing how this post covered only 30 chapters, you can all expect there will be like 3 more parts just focused on Dressrosa alone.

Do let me know if you got convinced with my analysis or not :) or do you still think Luffy didn't care even for a moment about Law and his plan in Dressrosa?

[heavenlyysstuff]

hi i have a request!!

lo’ak or neteyam taking care of sick human reader, and maybe they’re just like shocked at how easily humans can get sick, fussing over reader a little.

lmk what u think !

first request!!

Sick.

NETEYAM.s x gn!human!reader

LO’AK.s x gn!human!reader

summary , how the sully brothers would react to sick human reader.

a/n , idk why my layout is so messed up ughhh

You counted down the minutes you had been staying in the lab. Not only had you been sick for the third time this month, you’d also been made to stay in the lab with mostly avatars, and other human scientists of course.

As much as you appreciate their care, you can’t help but feel bored. With the absence of your friends and even anyone remotely your age, you sit aside in an unused room, not exactly sure on what it’s for, some scientists simply just left you there to quarantine for awhile.

You slump in the office chair, getting bored of rolling around back and forth across the room. And then, a voice sticks out to you and differentiates itself from the background noise.

“Where is she?”

“Neteyam?” That’s Norm, why’s Neteyam here though? You assumed he would be busy with training, and if not, why would he be thinking about you?

“Uh, they’re sick.” You missed a little bit of the conversation.

“Again?”

You strain your neck trying to get a glimpse of their figures, they both stand a few metres away, but still close enough for you to hear the conversation.

“Yea. Nothing too serious, but she’s just been tired, Jake figured she’d be more comfortable here.”

“Where are they?” Neteyams eyes wander the room filled of avatars. Norm looks towards your room, eyes locking to yours.

You squeak, immediately turning away at the thought of being caught eavesdropping, but you still pick up on the next few words.

“Over there, take your time.”

The footsteps coming towards you are immediately familiar. “You’re here again?”

With a turn of your office chair you face him. “Yea, almost a second home at this point.”

He sighs, and scans the room before sitting himself on a table close to you. “Why are you always so sick?”

You giggle. “Low immune system I guess.”

He gives you a look of confusion.

“Nevermind.” You continue. “Don’t think about it too much, I’m used to it now.”

“You shouldn’t have to be.”

Smiling at him, you slowly spin in your chair.

Neteyam watches you assumed, and suddenly brings the spinning to a stop once the chair is faced towards him, his hand resting above your head on the top of the chair.

Your face drops as he halts your movements. But with a quick look into his eyes you can tell he’s just being playfull.

Giggles fill the room, and later that day neteyam never left, opting to stay with you until you recovered.

And when your sickness finally ended, it was your turn to look after him in his marui.

Lo’ak sits beside you filled with boredom, a huff leaves his lips as he try’s to get some entertainment from the views outside the marui.

Because you were feeling unwell you weren’t exactly fit for Lo’aks adventures today.

You shuffle to turn around in the hammock. “Why don’t you just go out with Spider?”

He turns to look at you as his head tilts to rest on his knee, “Because.”

“…because?” You repeat, searching for an answer.

He huffs again, and you just smile, waiting for his answer teasingly. “Just because.” He sasses.

You groan, irritated you won’t get the satisfaction of a reply that would surely boost your ego.

“Stop getting sick all the time.” He continues to change the subject.

“I can’t help it.” You reply and raise your eyebrow as if it was obvious.

“It sucks when you’re sick, going out is never the same.” He complains.

“Aw.”

“Yea, I don’t have anyone to make fun of.” He teases.

“Oh wow, ruined the moment.” You sarcastically reply.

He groans, and melts to lay down on the floor beside your hammock, he stares at the ceiling of the marui as you turn more in your hammock to look down at him. “You shouldn’t stay here too long, I might get you sick.”

“That’s fine. Not gonna stop me from hanging out with you.”

“Nothing stops you.”

“Uh huh.” He smirks, shifting his gaze to you.

You can’t help but notice his tail beside his swaying happily. Despite his constant teasing towards you, it’s obvious he does enjoy being around you.

“Are humans always this sick, all the time?”

You think for a moment, “I think it’s just me, low immune system- that means I get sick a lot.”

“That sucks.” He groans, obviously irritated by your proneness to get sick.

“If I could, I’d be outside. Climbing a tree with you probably.” You comment.

“You know you can’t climb, you can’t even keep up with me on foot, small feet.” He chuckles at his own tease for you.

“Okay- uncalled for. So much for caring about the sick human here.” You sassily reply.

“Hey, I am caring for the sick human. You need your emotional support, right?”

“Ha ha, funny.” You roll your eyes, smirking and roll onto your back in your hammock.

[stxrr-strxckk]

Anything fluff with quackity and fem reader 👀

A/N: first request! Hope you like this fic <3 Remember to like, follow, and reblog!

Clip it, chat!

(Quackity x fem!reader fluff)

synopsis: Alex decides to invite his girlfriend on stream, chat gets a little carried away.

Any warnings?: really crappy writing (not proofread) and even crappier spanish I'm sorry 😭 I don't know anything other the basics but I'm trying trust 🙏

What's on the record player?: Out of my league; Fitz and the Tantrums

"Hey, we're going live soon. You ready?"

I glanced up from my phone and smiled at Alex, my boyfriend of the past few months. Today, he was finally going to introduce me to his fans. "Yeah, let's do this!"

He grinned at me, turning to his computer and quickly opening twitch, readying his webcam. "Just say the word and we'll start, mi amor."

I straightened in my chair and smoothed the creases out of my shirt. It may have seemed stupid to care this much what random strangers on the internet thought, but it was serious to me.

Alex seemed to notice my nervous demeanor, and he placed a comforting hand on my knee.

"Hey, don't be nervous! They're gonna love you, princesa."

I nodded anxiously, trying my hardest to not be too nervous.

As the stream started, I watched dumbfounded as messages poured in from chat. He'd only started streaming a few moments ago and there were already thousands watching us.

"Hey everyone, I'm streaming today because there's someone very important I want to introduce to you all."

Alex grabbed my hand under the table, giving me a soft smile.

"This," he gestures to me, draping an arm over my shoulders, "is my girlfriend. Say hi, girlfriend!"

"Hi, girlfriend." I replied, stifling a giggle. Alex rolled his eyes.

"Nevermind, I'm taking you off this stream. Say bye, girlfriend!"

He pretended to push me out of frame, and I swatted his hands away as chats filled Alex's second monitor asking him to let me stay.

"What do we think, chat? Should she stay?" he asked, giving up on pushing me to instead read chat.

"Let me stay!" I add, laughing awkwardly. Alex turned back to me, smiling.

"Okay, we'll let her stay. For now." he added the last part, laughing. "Anyways chat, today we're going to be playing some roblox!"

"Ooh, can we play dress to impress?" I asked, giggling.

"We'll see, princesa."

The stream went on without a hitch, and by the end chat had already created a ship name for us.

"Okay, that's gonna be it for today. I'll probably stream sometime next week, and maybe we'll have our special guest come back again." Alex gave me a cheeky grin. "What do you say, mi amor?~"

"I don't know..." I pretended to be unsure, smiling lightly.

"Please? For me?" he asked, making puppy dog eyes.

"I'll think about it." I replied with a small smile.

Alex grinned, and I couldn't stop thinking about how cute he looked. I leaned over and gave him a kiss on the cheek. His eyes lit up and grinned wider than ever.

Chat was wizzing by faster than ever, mostly messages about how cute we were as a couple.

"Chat, you need to clip this."

We ended stream soon after (much to the dismay of fans), and Alex looked over at me, smiling.

"That was fun, wasn't it?" he asked, leaning back in his chair.

I nodded. "Yeah. I'm glad they liked me."

"I told you they would," he hummed. "how could they not? You're perfect, mi amor."

I felt my cheeks heat up, and I smiled. "I love you, Alex."

"Yo quiero comer culo." he replied, giving me a quick kiss on the cheek.

"So, do you think you'll let me back on stream anytime soon?" I asked.

"Of course, princesa."

a/n: first oneshot done! Please heart, follow, and reblog if you enjoyed loves <3

wordcount: 580

[freesia-writes]

Ch 22: Departure

~ Master List ~ Previous Chapter ~ WC: 2.2k

Song: Where Is My Mind? by Pixies

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“Will I see you at the Fish Dance? I know those hips do more than I’ve seen,” Luciana said, swaying her own with a little snicker as she stood across the bar from Hunter. It was a balmy day, the warm rays of sun tempered by a gentle sea breeze, yet the slump of his shoulders remained.

“Fish Dance?” he echoed, brows lowering at the name.

“I know… Who came up with that?” she giggled with a shrug, polishing a glass as she gave Hunter a wink.

“Since it takes place immediately following the annual Fishing Derby, I suppose it would be the simplest and most natural option,” Tech observed, not taking his eyes from his datapad where it lay on the counter beside his brother. He paused, tilting his head thoughtfully. “Although it does conjure imagery of the fish being the ones dancing, which is as humorous as it is physically impossible. Perhaps that adds to the tongue-in-cheek element…”

“Not really my scene,” Hunter interrupted, shaking his head at Luciana as Tech drifted off. 

“Aw, come on. You’ve been moping for months, Xyrgio. We all get our hearts broken sometimes. It gives us a chance to build up our love for ourselves instead of relying on receiving it from others, and we move on with more confidence and fortitude. Live and learn, baby. But don’t let it keep you down.” She put the glass down and placed a warm palm over his fist, which clenched slightly beneath her grasp. He hated how it made him feel, but was distracted when she leaned a bit closer, soft green eyes intent on his as she patted his hand. “You’re too delicious for that. So have a little fun. Find yourself again, you know? It’ll be like a breath of fresh air.”

He didn’t know what to do with that. Her life had clearly been so different from his own that it felt entirely alien. Self-love? Heartbreak? All this relational stuff wasn’t part of his engineering, and the whole ordeal with Lyra had shown him why. But still, he was expected to continue living this civilian life, to continue trying to act normal in a world that wasn’t made for him. He leaned back and rubbed his forehead. He’d thought he was doing better, losing himself in extra hunting time. He and Wrecker had completed an entire project on his cabin that expanded Omega’s room to provide her a space to work in a cozy room made of windows where she could enjoy the view. He’d cleaned the butcher shop from corner to corner and had experimented with new ways of cutting the meat. But the last few days had felt increasingly restless, and the repeated sleepless nights spent tossing and turning had given him enough brain fog that he didn’t feel like he cared much about anything anymore. 

“Alright,” he said with a sigh of surrender.

“Really?” Luciana asked, brightening considerably after a moment of utter shock.

“Why not,” he grumbled with a shrug, running a hand through his hair and ignoring Tech’s blatant stare at the side of his face. 

“Well alright!” she said, beaming at him. “It’s a date!” she exclaimed before rushing off to answer a rowdy customer at the other end.

“A curious choice in rebound options,” Tech observed, and now it was Hunter who was staring at him. 

“Rebound?” he said in disbelief.

“Most commonly used as a literal term where an item bounces back after hitting another object, usually in a sports context, ‘rebound’ is also frequently applied to relationships where an individual is still affected by the emotional distress caused by the termination of a romantic or sexual engagement. It is often characterized by unusual choices or atypical behavior.”

“That’s not–”

“It is an entirely human response, I assure you. In fact, it’s fascinatingly nuanced in the psychological sense because it reveals the various layers of one’s concept of self–”

“No, I… Nevermind.”

He felt truly lost.

* * * 

The Fishing Derby was a hit, drawing people from multiple islands to enjoy a spirited day on the beaches and seas nearby. Wrecker had joined enthusiastically, bringing Omega and Crosshair along, and as the sun set on the horizon, everyone was reclined together in one of the large seating areas on the beach outside the bar. The tables and chairs had been moved out onto the sand to clear an area for dancing beneath the string lights on the tiki patio, and additional cushions and pillows were thrown together under gazebos made of wooden frames and a light, gauzy material that fluttered gently in the breeze. 

“You nailed that big one!” Wrecker declared jubilantly, clapping Crosshair on the back so hard that his toothpick shot out of his mouth. “That was a great shot!”

“A fortunate twist of fate,” the sniper muttered, staring at his forlorn little piece of wood now nestled in the sand.

“That was pretty fun,” Omega admitted, a content smile on her face as she nursed a fruity little drink.

“We should have figured out a way to promote the Academy here,” Echo said, noting the large crowds milling all around. 

“You’ve got enough on your hands, no?” Hunter muttered, staring at the sky from his messily flopped position across a corner seat, his own liquor bottle dangling from a hand thrown over the back of the cushions. It was an uncharacteristically careless position for him, and Phee squinted slightly from her seat beside Tech.

“Enough on his hand, you mean,” came Crosshair’s little jab, quickly answered by a wadded-up paper wrapper hitting him in the face from Echo’s finished ronto wrap. 

“Only need one to kick your ass, egghead,” Echo began, suddenly cut off by a new arrival.

“Sounds like he knows my move,” Luciana announced, winking at Crosshair as she appeared from the buildings with a large pitcher and a stack of cups in her hands. She was wearing a dusty blue dress with dainty white dots that hugged her curves from her chest to her thighs, and its ruched top was framed by frilly sleeves that hung off her shoulders. Her hair was down for once, rippling in rich red waves to her collarbone where a few small gold chains dangled above her cleavage. “Now who needs a refill?”

“I thought you weren’t working today!” Wrecker said as she sat the goods down on the low table in the middle of their space and invited others to help themselves.

“I’m not! For once!” she said triumphantly, pushing her way toward Hunter’s corner and perching herself neatly right on top of one of his spread thighs. His head jerked up, surprised, and he scooted to sit upright, nudging her off his leg onto the seat beside him. Nonplussed, she poured herself a glass of the brightly-colored cocktail, then pulled her legs up onto the cushion beside her, leaning onto the backrest. 

“Make yourself at home,” Crosshair muttered, smirking as he caught sight of Tech and Phee both staring at her with unfettered curiosity.

“Thanks babe,” she returned, pursing her lips at the sniper and lifting her glass toward him. “So. How’s the week been for everyone?”

It was silent for a beat, then Echo offered something. “Got a batch graduating from the Academy tomorrow. We’ll see how many are hung over after tonight…”

Luciana laughed, casting a glance back toward the patio where the music was growing louder and the dancers were in full swing. “Yeah, any excuse to cut loose these days, eh?” 

“Hey, fishing is an important part of island life!” Wrecker exclaimed with a grin.

“No argument there!” she answered, flashing him a bright smile of her own. “Tell me all about your catches!”

He needed no encouragement, immediately launching into a blow-by-blow recollection of the day’s escapade. Luciana sipped her drink, punctuating her active listening with occasional small glances to Hunter that were filled with a warmth and subtlety that seemed reserved only for him. The conversation wore on, the group settling around her presence as she navigated effortlessly between each of them, asking thoughtful questions and genuinely delighting in their answers. 

Some eventually broke off into their own little conversations, dissolving into a contented hubbub, and Hunter was struck by the general sense of peace. Luciana was enraptured by Omega’s recount of her most recent internship, and he’d been surprised at some of the insightful suggestions the bartender offered as Omega shared her ongoing insecurities about her friend group. The music from the patio quieted to give way to the DJ’s announcement of the party “officially” starting, inviting everyone to come dance and be merry, then the persistent beat resumed, louder now as the shouts of the enthusiastic attendees accompanied it. 

“Care to dance?” Luciana asked Hunter, once Omega had turned back to Wrecker. He regarded her impassively as though trying to discern her motive, then he shook his head, leaning forward to drop his empty bottle on the table. 

“Don’t know how.” 

She caught the tiniest slur in his speech, smirking at the slight detour from his typically stoic and borderline uptight behavior. “There isn’t a ‘right’ way,” she nudged, leaning into him a bit more with a satisfied smile as he allowed it. “You deserve some fun.” Her voice was softer now, as was her fond gaze. “Consider it exercise,” she offered with a laugh, pinching his muffin top that had grown slightly after the previous months of Lyra’s savory cooking. “Then it’s a good and responsible and disciplined thing to do. Right?”

His brows dropped into a bit of a glare, then he surprised her with a laugh of his own, shaking his head. The motion combined with the pleasant buzz of the liquor sent a flurry of dizziness through him. Some of his plight was starting to make sense, if he were honest with himself. His entire life had been a heavy, burdensome plod through struggle after struggle. Now that he was free, what was keeping him from throwing caution to the wind and seeing what he’d missed? His family was thriving, happy, and safe. Things had settled into a predictable, reassuring rhythm. Perhaps he was holding too tightly to the past instead of accepting life as it was now. And he’d seen, repeatedly, where his frantic need to ensure safety and responsibility had gotten him. 

A gentle tug on his shirt brought him back to the present, as Luciana’s small fingers toyed with his hem where it was buttoned together. Her doe eyes activated a little burst of tingles in his gut and he relented, rising to his feet as she pulled him by the hand. As he stood, stretching for a moment before following her toward the patio, it felt as though he were shedding the weight of a million regrets that had haunted him for far too long, and he felt a bubbly lightness, watching her slender form weave through the crowd in front of him as he left the curious and confused glances of his family behind.

“It’s about time,” she purred, turning to face him as they reached the corner of the dance floor. She took both his hands, inviting him to join her, and he did, leaning closer.��

“What?”

“It’s about time!” she yelled, still nearly drowned out by the music. 

“For what?” Hunter said, clearly a bit foggy as she stepped in close, staggering her legs between his and wrapping her arms around his shoulders. A wave of heat rushed from his head to his toes.

“For us to have some fun!” She pressed her body against his, shifting side to side in time with the music, and he tentatively placed his own hands on her waist, still unable to shake the suspicion from his face despite the waves of pleasant buzz. “Hunter,” she said, giving him a serious look from a few inches away. Her use of his actual name, instead of the litany of pet names she typically employed, struck him to the core, and he pulled back a little to see her whole face, which was both earnest and profound. “I’m not playing games. In case it hasn’t been obvious, I think you’re amazing.” She smiled, brushing a few stray hairs out of his face before resting her hand on the back of his neck, emanating an adoration that was simultaneously confident and sheepish. “I’ve had a fat crush on you for ages. Not hiding anything, no sneaky motives, just… you’re frickin hot and I think we’d have a blast if you’d let your hair down a bit and stop holding back out of fear or duty or whatever it is. If you’re not into it, that’s alright, but if it’s just your own martyr tendencies stopping you, I think you should let go of that for just a little bit and see what life could be like.” 

He stared at her, reeling from the sheer overload of her admission, the pounding music, the cacophony of voices, the faint tipsiness, the myriad of smells punctuated by her sweet perfume, and the evocative sensation of her lithe body against his own. Closing his eyes for a moment, he sought any kind of guidance, anything that could ground him… but found none. 

“Alright Salentino,” he murmured, feeling his body loosening up at his acceptance. “Show me what I’ve been missing.” 

She beamed at him, tapped the tip of his nose, then leaned into him, losing herself in the rhythm and the pure joy of the festivities as she danced freely against him. Hunter felt fragmented for a moment, confused and frustrated, then closed his eyes too, departing from himself in an inexplicable way.

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Author's Note: The story takes a turn, as you've seen, and I think there may be elements that seem out of character for Hunter. But I was operating under the perspective that he's just been through so much, that past failures rest so heavily on his shoulders, and that he was so betrayed/shocked/hurt when he was just thinking he could do this whole civilian life thing... That it kind of drives him to just say "F it all" in a way. Is it not a super smart or responsible response? Yes. Is he being more emotionally reactive than strategic? Yes. We've all been there, let's be honest. ;)

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“Why am I here? It’s to help you, the beloved Prefect! It’s not empty flattery, darling. I can enjoy the event and help my friend at the same time.”

“I’m curious about how you’ll deal with any mishaps. I’ll assist if needed, but you’re quite capable, aren’t you?”

Set to Home Screen: Oh my, it’s time already?

Home Transition:

1: Once again at the Queendom of Roses… Hm? Oh, just… reminiscing of home.

2: I wonder if Trey and Riddle participated in this event before… If they did, we’d be somewhat ahead than other schools’ representatives. Then again, this contest is one of the most unpredictable ones.

3: Kalim has an eye for picking extravagant objects, albeit accidentally. Vice-Housewarden Rook… Um, I’ve seen his eye for beauty, so I don’t worry about him in that aspect.

4: Eight people to decorate the hat… Any other school, I would have been promoting teamwork. NRC students are far too stubborn for me to even want to try… Well, I’ll try anyway.

Home, after Login: The representatives seem confused by my presence. I’ve gotten ahead of my classes so there’s no worries about it, but is it really so strange to see me otherwise? We used to be… No, nevermind.

Tap Home:

1: I can’t say it’s my favorite event, but it’s one I spent time with regardless. And, the outfits quite flatter me, don’t you think?

2: I bought this hat and decorated it hastily before this trip started based on the requirements, but it ended up pretty good. What do you think? Wouldn’t I be of use in the contest?

3: Is it really okay having both Malleus and Leona here? They don’t have a good relationship, from what I remember. They were arguing a while ago, though it was more petty banter than actual threats.

4: I’ll warn you now, don’t let Jade put any mushrooms or mushroom related things on the hat. Why? Because it’s gross— I mean, it just doesn’t fit the theme! Wait, but since it’s based on the Mad Hatter, maybe the randomness… Well, but—

5. Ruggie went to the left? Perfect, I appreciate you telling me. This is the best chance I’ll have at forging a strong relationship with that th—opportunist.

Groovy Lines: Unlocked

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Notes and more under cut!

Decided to go Kalmia instead of Kiyuu for this one!!! I actually made the lines before I had finished drawing Kalmia’s ref, so this is what motivated me to finish it LOLLL

Fun fact!! The prefect is one of the main people Kalmia acts more confident with. She tells more of what she really feels towards the Prefect and doesn’t care as much about being a person the Prefect can love (because she’s planning on replacing their role anyway and doesn’t want any extremely complicated feelings when that happens).

Tumblr freakin. Posted this for some reason??? I don't think I pressed post but maybe i did accidentally??? Anyways it killed me inside. But we ball now.

I really winged this outfit btw. searched up 1920s fashion catalogue on pintrest, chose one, and just. sketched it. It was pretty fun, but now I don’t have anything to give y’all.

I'll make the groovy soon!!! But I might post a small comic and substitute it as a groovy instead lol??? Either way, await!!!

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[delusionalbitchinthehouse]

This...is long, much longer than I thought it would be but oh well. Enjoy Aurora being mean to Swiss. (He likes it.)

"...and that's Swiss."

When she had shaken the grinning ghoul's hand upon being introduced to him, Aurora had no idea how much fun she would have with him.

Because Swiss is tall, cocky, and too used to have the upper hand in his interactions with other ghouls.

Folded in an armchair, Aurora watches Swiss tease Dew until steam is pouring out of the fire ghoul's ear, to the multi's delight. Smug smile on his lips, Swiss cuts Dew's infuriated rambling short with just a few words, making the fire ghoul shake his head in disblief, helplessly charmed despite everything.

Aurora holds eye contact when Swiss glances at her, golden eyes full of mischief and the confidence he will get away with it. There's too much teeth in his grin, a touch unsettling but equal part endearing.

With a spring in his steps, he sets course for Aurora's armchair.

"Got some space for me princess ?"

Groaning, Aurora scoots until he can wiggle his way between her and the armrest ; it's tight, too tight, so Swiss grabs her by the hips and hauls her on his lap with a satisfied little noise. Aurora doesn't protest ; let him think she yielded to his whims like most people do, when in reality she has him exactly where she wants him.

It's easy to get Swiss to lower his guard down - not that he was wise enough to put it especially up in the first place. Aurora's painted claws scratching softly behind his ear is more than enough to have him relaxed an purring, eyes half closed.

That's when she strains to mumble in his ear.

"You were being mean to Dewy."

Swiss' ear flicks, golden rings threaded through it clinking together, and he hums lowly.

"Mmh...just a lil' bit."

Aurora tuts.

"How would you feel if I was being mean to you, uh ?"

Golden eyes slowly blink open as Swiss' small, content smile turns into a wide grin.

"You don't want me to answer this, princess."

Cocky, provocative. Aurora wants to make him cry. She curls her finger under his chin, lifting his head slightly.

"You think you'd like that, uh ? Me being mean ?"

Amusement dances in Swiss' eyes, along something tender that almost breaks Aurora's resolve. Almost.

"I know I would."

With a scoff, the ghoulette let go of his chin.

"You couldn't handle it."

There is no doubt Swiss will rise to the bait. There is a reason he, alongside Dewdrop, is banned from accepting challenges without someone to second guess it. Swiss' hands find their way to Aurora's waist, finding the silver of skin made accessible by her shirt riding up.

"No ? I think I could."

His enthusiasm sure is cute, so Aurora rewards him with a smile as she shifts to straddle one of his thighs. Swiss makes a happy noise, tail curling around one of her leg and chin coming to rest on her chest. The way he looks up at her catches Aurora off guard, though she takes care not to show it. She always forget that glint of reverence that never fails to show in the multi ghoul's eyes whenever he's looking at one of his packmates.

It's more than flattering, and for a moment, Aurora thinks about changing her plans-

"Plus, I don't think you can be mean to me, sweetheart. You'd feel too bad for me."

Nevermind, that motherfucker needs to be taken down a few pegs. Aurora harshly presses her thigh against Swiss' crotch, taking him by surprise and making him gasp, hands flexing around her waist before sliding down to her hips.

"Oh, trust me Swiss, I would take great pleasure in being merciless to you."

Swiss' tongue darts out to wet his lips, adam apple bobbing under the delicate skin of his throat as he swallows thickly.

"Do it. Won't you be mean to me, 'Rora ?"

It's not getting Swiss to drop that's hard. Aurora knows damn well how flexible the ghoul is ; it clearly isn't the first time he's subbing, not by a mile.

No, what will be a challenge will be to peel away Swiss' pride layer by layer. Because Swiss doesn't beg, or very rarely, doesn't really need to anyway most of the time. He has a tendency to get people to give him what he wants even when he's not supposed to be in control.

"If you ask nicely," Aurora whispers, claws running idly on Swiss' forearms. They are very nice, and she makes a mental note to explore that later.

Swiss cocks his head to the side, mouth pulling up in a smirk as he bats his eyelashes at Aurora.

"Please ?"

It's nowhere near pleading, leading toward provocative, but it's a start.

"Carry me to my room," Aurora decides.

"Bossy," Swiss comments even as he hauls her up until she can wrap her legs around his waist. As they pass the kitchen, they attract the attention of the four ghouls chatting there, which Swiss answers to with a grin almost too large for his face.

"Gentlemen," he nods at Dew and Mountain who look like they're trying to decipher whether they should interject or not, before swiftly balancing Aurora on one arm to grab Cumulus' hand, dropping a kiss to the back of it and doing the same for Cirrus.

"Ladies."

Cumulus shakes her head with a fond huff, while Cirrus glances at Aurora and mouthes "Wreck him".

Well that's just further motivation.

It takes more brainpower than Aurora expected not to let herself be distracted by Swiss effortlessly carrying her like that, but she pulls herself together just in time. The second he slams her bedroom's door shut behind them and sets her down, she takes a step back. Her features schooled in an unimpressed scowl, she sighs.

"You're a cocky bastard, you know that ?"

She only gets an impossibly wide grin for her troubles.

"I know. You love it."

It's easy to slip a hand to the back of Swiss' neck and tug him down into a sloppy kiss, all tongue and teeth. His back hits the door with a dull thump as Aurora let her hands wander just to hear Swiss' breath hitch. There is nothing more delightful than the choked sound the multi ghoul makes when she wedges her thigh between his, encouraging him to grind down on it.

Aurora licks into Swiss' mouth with abandon, feeling him sigh contentedly, drunk on her tongue. She waits for him to start losing control of the noises escaping him, for his rolls of hips to become uncoordinated and desperate, for his muscles to start tensing. When he reaches that point, she pulls away, putting three steps between them.

Swiss has to grab the door handle for balance, leaning at least half of his weight on the door, knees too weak to keep him upright. He doesn't whine, not quite, but it's a near thing, his long fangs catching on already abused lips. He's truly a sight like this, disheveled and breathing heavily. But he's still fucking smirking.

"Come on," he groans.

Aurora nonchalently crosses her arms.

"Come on what, Swiss ?"

He has the decence not to roll his eyes, but does let out a petulant huff, smile still pulling at his lips.

"Keep going ?"

It's phrased like a question, despite the glint in Swiss' eyes that tells Aurora he is so sure of the outcome, of her answer. She draws it out by humming as if in thoughts.

"Keep going ? You want me to keep making out with you ? To let you hump my thigh again ? You want me to touch you ? To stroke you real nice ? That what you want, uh ?"

Swiss' hips cant up slightly at the picture she's painting for him.

"Yes. Will you ?"

There's a touch of amusement in his voice, something Aurora guesses comes from his belief that he knows what game they're playing. Oh, she cannot wait to crush that mix of hope and certainty she reads in his eyes.

Just because she can and will be extra cruel, she stalks closer, hooking a finger in Swiss' belt buckle and tugging him closer, until he's forced to stand on his own.

"Mmh, no."

The sheer disblief and bewilderment washing over Swiss' features is so, so worth it.

"What ?"

Gone is the attitude, smirk wiped clean from the multi ghoul's face as well.

"I said no. What, did you think I would ? This isn't about you. Now kneel."

Swiss is so stunned his knees are already half bent by the time he second guesses himself. It only takes a light push to his shoulders for him to go all the way down.

He's very unfairly pretty like this, gazing up at Aurora with still surprise-wide eyes and blown out pupils. She plants a booted foot on his thigh, pleased to feel him wrap his hand around her calf, a mirror of their stage antics.

"Listen to me very carefully, yeah ? You are going to eat me out, and you are going to do it well. And don't even think about touching yourself or I swear I'll make sure you won't cum for weeks. Understood ?"

All Swiss manages is a nod, and, well, that just won't do.

"Words, Swiss, or are you too dumb for that already ?"

"No- I mean yes- understood, yeah."

Admittedly a bit drunk on the power she holds over him, Aurora rewards Swiss with a heavy, borderline painful press of the sole of her boot against his groin, withdrawing her foot before it can become truly pleasurable. Swiss' eyes roll back, hips involuntarily snapping up.

With a condescending laugh, Aurora goes to lay on the bed, leg spread.

"Well ? Come here. No. I said "come here", not "get up", right ?"

Swiss freezes where he was starting to rise, hesitating only for a second before crawling toward Aurora, even politely stopping at the foot of the bed, only hauling himself up on it and between her legs once she patted the mattress invitingly.

"Get me out of my clothes. Be careful, I like them," Aurora orders. There is no way she's letting this heathen rip her favorite top in half, as attractive a display of strenght it is. Thankfully, Swiss follows her comand, discarding her clothes with great care despite his painfully evident impatience.

Once Aurora lays bare under him, Swiss' eyes flick up to her again, waiting for further instructions.

She takes her sweet time, brushing a hand down his chest, stomach, toying with the hem of his shirt.

"Take this off and get to work."

And Swiss does, all fight gone from him. His shirt goes to join Aurora's clothes, Swiss throws her legs on his shoulders and dives in like a beast starved.

Aurora keens immediately. Swiss is good at this, more than good. Running his unaturally long tongue through her folds and fucking it in and out of her, wrapping his lips around her throbbing clit, he does not spare his efforts.

There is no way in hell Aurora could stop herself from reacting, nor would she want to, squirming and moaning freely, mumbling little "that's good" and "yeah like that" as encouragement.

Because that's the thing with Swiss. Hearing his partners respond like this, knowing he's the reason they're writhing under him ? Oh that turns him on so, so much. Aurora can't imagine how much self control it must take him not to lower himself down and rub is probably aching cock against the mattress.

Good.

Swiss doesn't hold back, and neither does she. If she's being honest, Aurora's been keyed up since he asked her to be mean, and it shows with how fast she starts unravelling.

A clever swipe of tongue, and she's done for, crying out as she comes hard enough to see stars.

When Aurora comes back to herself, Swiss is hovering over her, face shiny with her slick but eyes soft. He sets her legs down gently, massaging her hip wordlessly. With a huff, Aurora pulls him down and tucks him against her side, kissing his face while mumbling.

"Good boy, such a good boy, you did so good baby."

Swiss relaxes, only for a second though, because then Aurora cups his still hard cock and squeezes, earning a loud moan.

"That must hurt."

"Yeah," Swiss breathes.

Aurora chuckles, glancing at the drawer she keeps her strap in.

She's not done being mean.

After all, Swiss hasn't begged yet.

[buddiebeginz]

Welcome to today's unhinged B*mmy thoughts:

Gotta say as a queer person I'm so done with that part of fandom calling me homophobic because I don't like a ship. Or because I don't think T*mmy treats Buck right. Or god forbid I don't think making a daddy kink joke in the same breath that Buck is talking about his father dying makes since.

Also B*mmy shippers this you???

Being so afraid of Eddie being queer and people relating to a fictional character you actually felt the need to make an entire video celebrating how much you want him to be straight. You do realize him having relationships with women doesn't automatically make him straight right? Because fyi up until very very recently all Buck has ever had has been relationships with women.

Oh and I don't know how it is that we're somehow fetishizing a ship many of us have been invested in for years. That we ship because we love the bond between Buck and Eddie and their family with Chris. Is there smutty fanart/fics sure but most of our fandom is centered around the love these two men share and us wanting to see that turn into something even deeper than it is. I also think it's insanely hypocritical to accuse Buddie shippers of fetishizing when a lot of you B*mmy stans used to be Buddie shippers. Only as soon as you got to see two guys you think are hot kiss Buddie didn't seem to matter anymore. You chose to care about a ship with very little substance because it has the physical stuff you wanted to see vs Buddie which has all the emotional depth your ship doesn't. But sure we're the ones fetishizing a m|m relationship. Okay.

I'm also just really tired of you all acting superior and like you're somehow the boss of the 911 fandom because your ship is canon. Is it fun to have a ship you love become canon? Yes. Would I love for Buddie to become canon? Hell yes. But canon ships have never been more important than non canon ships especially when it come to fandom. People have always headcanoned ships that weren't canon some that would never ever be canon no matter what. Especially when it comes to lgbtq couples. Yet now that Buck is dating T*mmy (which btw they've never confirmed they're even in an official rs) somehow it's not okay to ship him with Eddie. Or to have theories about them getting together. Or to dislike Buck with someone other than Eddie. Nevermind the fact that most of you B*mmy shippers disliked every other woman Buck and Eddie were ever even with. Somehow that was okay because they were women but it's not okay now that Buck is with a guy and it's a ship you like.

Also this you too???

But sure we're the homophobic and toxic ones in the 911 fandom.

[shinayashipper]

Puzzleship role-reversal AU following Egyptian boy Atem who transfered schools to Japan because of his father's job. As a son of a busy, high political figure, Atem constantly changes schools and have very little friends aside from Mahad and Mana who are the children of his father's close colleagues. (The other kids also got scared of him because his father is a powerful figure / only attempting to befriend him to gain benefits).

Atem grew up with strict lessons and pressure. Always have to be the best in everything. He always tried to maintain an aloof, cool-headed, always reliable leader persona, but in truth he's very shy and anxious. His only comfort was playing games, but it's very lonely to play alone (and he's not so fond of online games) (Mahad and Mana play with him but Mahad is older and doesn't have time to play childish games with him and Mana has other interests)

Atem had changed schools a lot, but it's the first time he moved overseas. He didn't know anyone in Japan and only spoke the language a limited amount (even tho his lessons back in Egypt always drilled the language into his brain but with no one to talk to it's pretty hard).

He instantly became The Talk at Domino High as "The cute/cool foreign transfer student from Egypt" and he didn't really like the attention. He became closed-off and only interact with his classmates a minimal amount, even tho he had always wanted to make more friends. (Now people thought he got a Mean Look, because of the frown 😂). Anzu was the first person who greeted him in good-faith because she purely wanted to get to know him and make him feel accepted in class (but he always brushed her off too). Jou and Honda are still part of The Delinquents(TM) and Jou just hated Atem's guts because he thought Atem is "snobby little Rich Kid". Kaiba is still Kaiba and he just Doesn't Care much.

One day, Atem got some free time and decided to visit a nearby game store: Kame Game. It's kind-of old and there's more board games and puzzle games instead of the ever-popular digital ones. But this is how Atem loves his games. (And there's always a weekly little tournament where kids can play Card Games against each other. Very Fun!).

When he came in, the store was empty and dark, but the store still has the "Open" sign at the door so Atem just kept going. There sits an open wooden box with silver carvings on one of the small table where kids play. Atem was intrigued to get closer and he saw some... wooden blocks. Maybe a Puzzle? Atem loves solving puzzles. Because this is just left alone on the play table, it means he can try it right? So he tried Solving it...

And as if the Puzzle itself was calling and urging him to Solve it... he's assembling it very smoothly. He can finally see that it's forming some kind of pendant, just a few more blocks but Grandpa Sugoroku suddenly appears and surprised him 😂 Gramps saw him with the Puzzle/Pendant and you know I really like the idea of him Knowing More than he lets on, he told Atem that this Puzzle was an artifact from The Gods' Time and whoever solved it will get a Wish come true. He urged Atem to take it home and solve it in peace. It might help you in some way, he told him.

So Atem brought The Puzzle home, thinking how that grampa was kind of Weird, but he's also intrigued with the Puzzle- so he's going to solve it. And a wish coming true doesn't sound bad at all...

Atem had solved it Perfectly, and it was a pendant. But nothing happens. Ha! What wish... Atem thought it's probably just Sugoroku's attempt to make him come back to the store and buy something. Atem was kind of Sad tho. But nevermind that, he got a new pendant now, so he wear it immediately and went to sleep. (Having strange Dreams about Storms and a boy with white robes and wearing The Pendant Facing Them... but he's not going to dwell with it- he must be Tired)

[tokiwarcube]

general dating hcs for nathan? (both sfw and nsfw, if u want!)

Thank you for waiting -- I had a lot of fun with this! It ended up getting longer than I expected, so NS/FW will be posted separate (already written, just splitting for accessibility.) Thank you again for the request, enjoy! <3 Gender-neutral reader.

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Nathan Explosion is a man who is deeply compassionate, but has difficulty showing it. He cares so much, but he’s hesitant to show that side of himself for fear of not seeming brutal.

That being said, he does still crave a relationship. Maybe he himself doesn’t know how badly he wants something serious, something more than a distraction or a fling with a groupie. The full extent of his longing is kept deep under wraps, perhaps even from himself, for a long time. Maybe you’re already in a relationship, or maybe he’s still pining over you, but he does realize how badly he wants something serious with you, eventually.

And when he does? Oh, baby. You really do get to see a whole separate side of himself, and its one that you really, really like.

Despite the eloquent lyricism of Dethklok’s later albums, Nathan is not that eloquent on the fly. Communication is something that’s worked on slowly over time — “I love you” and “I’m sorry” might not come overnight, nevermind praise or reassurance... but he gets there. In the meantime, you can expect some more Nathan-typical compliments, in the form of brutal lyrics about how fucking metal you are. He never holds his tongue in that regard.

He usually sleeps on his back (it helps with the back pain that comes with his stature… and the headbanging… and hunching over all the time), with you tucked into his side or sprawled over his front. Either way, make sure you do what you need to do before laying down with him, because he cuddles with a vice grip. It’s not that he doesn’t know his own strength — he does! He just likes to use it to his advantage.

Thankfully, he is very pleasant to cuddle with — he makes you feel so safe. Strong and warm with just the right amount of give beneath your fingertips, you’ll find yourself cursing your alarm clock each and every morning. He’ll let you up if you ask (a few times,) but believe me, he will grumble about it. He’s a complete "kicked puppy," if said puppy was a full grown mastiff.

Although if it’s been a particularly long day (or if he’s drunk), he might just come in and lay on you, face pressed into your stomach or neck with his arms wrapped around your middle. You are highly encouraged to run your fingers through your hair at this time. If you don’t, he might just ask… albeit in not so many words.

“Can you do that thing that you do? You know, the uh, thing.”

He’s surprisingly religious about repainting his nails, and at some point, you’ve taken over the mantle on this routine. He’s loathe to admit it, but he loves the way his hand looks in yours, cradled so delicately.

Quality time is absolutely one of Nathan’s biggest love languages, and being such a busy man, much of that time is spent in parallel play. Just working on your own respective tasks and sharing space together, with the occasional summoning of attention to run a concept or lyric by you. Some people might think that these “dates” are only out of circumstance, but he secretly really loves and needs them. He treasures every moment spent with you, and they remind him that you actually love being around him, too. You actually like Nathan, not just the lead singer of Dethklok.

(As a side note... It doesn't go unnoticed that you’re one of the only people he actually wants real feedback from. He respects your opinion a lot. The boys have started begging to have you in the recording room, just to keep him from deleting their re-re-re-records.)

Hate to say it, but Nathan does indeed get jealous. He likes to claim that he’d "never let some jackoff piss him off,” but after the whole Trindle situation? He’d be lying if he said he wasn’t a little insecure. It doesn’t help that headlines have such a love-hate relationship with him — it’s not easy, being subjected to constant criticism from atop the world’s pedestal. It’s not a severe, relationship-ruining jealousy — he does trust you, genuinely — but he will… loom, at parties. Talk with him later, tell him about all the little things you love about him.

As for the boys… they just love to fuck with him. This goes for double if you were friends with everyone prior. Although by that point, you know well enough that everyone just loves to piss each other off. Make sure you include him in shenanigans, and he’ll be right as rain.

Also, PDA? PDA! Enough said. He has absolutely zero shame in front of the camera, and isn’t afraid to let the world know you’re together. He’ll tone it down if you really want it, but at the very least, he likes to have a hand on you. If there’s any space to wrap a hand around your waist, then he will. And if not? Someone better fucking move.

He has this thing where he just likes to grip, to hold. I wouldn’t go so far as to call him restless, but he does subconsciously give little massages when cuddling. Something about the way your body gives beneath his hands just feels right, to him. And unsurprisingly, this applies to makeouts, too.

On that note, kissing Nathan is an absolutely transcendent experience. He’s overwhelming in the best way possible, with every thought and sensation crying Nathan, Nathan, Nathan.

Despite being the least-talkative member of Dethklok, he is surprisingly vocal when making out with him. His voice drops even further, vibrations rumbling against your chest. Sometimes its murmured praise, sometimes its questions on whether or not you want to bail from the event, sometimes it's just quiet groans. Either way, the soothing growl leaves you feeling heady.

And despite his fast-paced lifestyle, he actually really likes doing “regular jackoff shit” with you. And sure, he probably wouldn’t be caught dead out in public without you, but it feels special when you’re by his side. Put his hair up, take a few Klokateers, and hit the town — local metal bands, coffee shops, movies… it’s all on the table!

And even through all of the ups and downs with his parents, he does love them. And he does want you to meet them... eventually. They’re still his parents, after all. But when that day does come, just know that he’s really serious about you. You’re probably the first person he’s brought over since highschool.

Oddly enough, he isn’t too worried about whether or not they’ll like you. In his words, you’re fucking awesome. What’s not to like?

(They do love you, and are ecstatic to finally meet you in-person. Nathan quickly finds himself regretting the introduction when his mother starts pulling out baby photos, but you seem happy enough, so… He can’t complain too much. Until he finds out that his mother gave you the worst photo to keep.)

Nathan is a fantastic listener, and loves to listen to you talk — especially if it’s something that you’re passionate about. He might not always have a response, but you know he’s listening. Lovestruck is cute look on him.

He always lights up a little when you enter the room, or when you jump into a conversation. His eyes brighten, and his lips upturn just a fraction. Again, lovestruck is a cute look on him.

All in all, Nathan loves you a lot. It takes a little while for him to really open up, but when he does, he is the most loyal partner you could ever ask for.

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❝𝐘𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐨 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬❞

𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭: 𝐁𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐨 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐃𝐨𝐠𝐬

𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫: 𝐀𝐤𝐢𝐤𝐨 𝐘𝐨𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐨

【ＳＦＷ　ａｎｄ　ＮＳＦＷ ｉｎｃｌｕｄｅｄ】

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

GENDER NETURAL BUT AFAB READER sorry :')

REQUESTS ARE OPEN ! check the bottom of this post for information <3

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Before you started to go out together, Yosano had a soft spot for you

For example, compared to the other agency members, when you got hurt she got more protective and would be much nicer with her... Words, unlike with Kunikida or Atsushi where she would full on chain saw them

Yosano would bring out less "scarier" weapons and be like "this will only hurt for a moment"

It did not hurt JUST for a moment ರ⁠╭⁠╮⁠ರ

"(Y/N) you need to hold still."

"HOW CAN I DO THAT WHEN IM TIED DOWN ?! PLUS. plus. Tanizaki warned me about your.. methods."

"yes..."

"this won't hurt."

"..for me"

"WHAT DOES THAT MEAN."

Yosano will always look for you first whenever she needs to go out shopping

She loves shopping with you, whether it's for groceries, tools, supplies or for a fun day like getting some new clothes, she'll always have your opinion on something she's getting

Be careful around her when she's drunk though

She loves you... But be careful

She will become a force that can't be stopped as soon as that scalpels in her hand

Of course, you will have to drag her home and take care of her. Sober her up as she's wobbling around a bit

Yosano once grabbed you arm and you thought she was pulling you in for a kiss.. just for her to fall out the best.

Drunkard ಠ⁠﹏⁠ಠ... But we love her (⁠ ⁠◜⁠‿⁠◝⁠ ⁠)⁠♡

"Yosano you need to get to bed"

"(Y/NNNnnn)" she grabbed your arm randomly with her lips perked and pulling you closer slowly.

( THUD )

Yosano tiredly fell face first on the ground, just laying there for a moment. "...ueghhh"

"..Yosano what the actual.. nevermind."

Yosano is an amazing cook, she's just not one to do it often.

She gets too tired after a long day at the Agency, which is every day, and just immediately falls asleep with you under her arm on the couch

She's always happy to help you whenever you feel under the weather. Mentally, physically and emotionally.

She has always been a good listener, sadly she isn't too good with advice. She just drags her fingers along your back to sooth you and apologizes for your mishap.. hoping you to be better

OF COURSE, just because she's bad at vocal help doesn't mean she won't TRY to cheer you up.

She'll drag you somewhere outside or inside and do whatever makes you feel better

Yosano is the type of person to play a horror movie, SPECIFICALLY AND ESPECIALLY if you hate them or get scared easily

She'll just watch you hide your blanket, ready for you to jump into her arms so she can hold you

She'll be very chill about it, like "it's just a movie, get over yourself" or "dont worry, I'll protect you, sweetheart" as she continues to hold you tightly and protectively with a smug smirk

...either that, or she'll scare you herself </3

Of course, she doesn't mean any of that, just messing with you a bit

Yosano is in between with PDA, like she doesn't mind or get embarrassed easily in public.

She'd also rather have all her special moments with you in private specifically

She uses small or common pet names like "sweetheart" or "darling"

she LOVES leaving little red lipstick kisses on you, ESPECIALLY when you don't realize it's on you and you're walking around with it in the agency or somewhere else

Makes her a little proud of herself to bag someone like you(⁠´⁠ε⁠｀⁠ ⁠)

(Atsushi) "...(Y/N)"

"Yeah?"

"...there's, uh... Something on your..." He pointed to his forehead, signaling to you that you had something there.

You pull a small mirror out to see..- "YOSANOO"

She's a bigger teaser

Like, If you're the type to be a nervous wreck or very clumsy, Yosano will always shake her head but help you up and then tease you about it later.

To add on, shes VERY protective of you. Sometimes a littttttle overprotective

She will not stand for ANY disrespect that comes to you, smacking down any person(⁠ノ⁠｀⁠Д⁠´⁠)⁠ノ⁠彡⁠┻⁠━⁠┻

She's the type to treat you like a princess one moment, before straight up putting you in your place the next.

She'd be like "darling, c'mere please~!" before completely just pulling you by your wrist, lovingly, and just "love, come here." Or "GET YO ASS OVER HERE--" as she chases you down to fix your bruised arm

Yosano loves it when you're sleeping on top of her, it allows her to feel like she's protecting you as her arms wrap around you and she'll brush her finger through your hair or against your back.

She'll often watch you sleep before allowing herself to rest, she wants to makesure your comfortable

.... She snores (⁠ಠ⁠_⁠ಠ⁠)

And is a very rough sleeper. MEANING that she will basically start throwing hands, kicking and pull most of the blanket for herself in the night

But as soon as you start moving to sleep on the couch, she'll wrap her arms around you and pull the blanket over you allowing you to sleep... She'll start sleep fighting again though

Loves to receive and give

Her biggest love is for flowers, specifically dark colored flowers like dark red roses OR hand crafted gifts like paper rings

She finds the colors so mysterious and lovely

She's the type to decorate her desk with your gifts, especially the small and cute ones

❥๑━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━๑❥

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She's a top, and will very rarely allow you take control

It's not a control libido or anything like that, she just loves to give them receive in this instance

Often will have you, and her, both in dark lingerie

She'll always comment on how beautiful you are, "beautiful patient" "pretty lady" "sexy girl" LMAO

She is very good at oral, often nibbling on your thighs and leaving little hickies and bite marks

SPEAKING OF WHICH she loves to mark you, but only in private areas where she's allowed to see.

Makes her feel special when you allow her to do such intimate things

She will. edge you at the Agency

When no one is in the room or looking, she'll move her hand against your thigh and move it up your shirt of under the waist band of your pants, testing you against your panties

"Yosano, wait.. not here-"

"shhh, sweet girl, you don't want the others to hear how loud you can really be.." Yosano whisper against your ear.

Your hips would buck against her fingers. You can feel her smirk tugging at the edge of her lips. "..naughty girl."

Often will only degrade you when she's edging you, the rest of the time she'll fill your ears up with only praises and compliments

Loves to nibble and suck on your breasts

Hear me out, IF YOU HAVE NIPPLE RINGS SHES MATCHING WITH YOU.

Probably has a few kinks

Loves it when you tug on her hair if she's testing your limits

She isn't very loud, unlike you

She's good at concealing her noise, COUGH ESPECIALLY if you guys are doing a quickie in the emergency room at the Agency

Yes, I do think she'd like quickies but NOT in public areas like behind a building or in a photo booth. Makes her feel icky compared to a place she's comfortable in

She's good with her hands, usually will use them to trace patterns against your skin and slowly moving it in sensitive areas she knows really mess with you

Because she's a doctor, she's good at anatomy(⁠ ͡⁠°⁠ ͜⁠ʖ⁠ ͡⁠°⁠)

Knows all your sweet spots you love getting touched at like the back of her palm

Loves to keep eye contact, because she knows that you wouldn't be one to keep a straight face as she stared you so smug

As Yosano practically ate away at your entrance, her fingers teasing your clit while her other hand had two fingers inserted inside your aching core, she wouldn't dare look away.

You on the other hand, it was so difficult. You wanted to watch her eat you out, but with the way her eyes had a hint of lust and intimidation, you couldn't handle it.

She could tease you without even saying it.

Has definitely used toys before, not often though

It's up for debate if she likes to use vibrators because she's prefer doing the work herself unless she's feeling tired or lazy

Using a dildo strap is a turn on, receiving and giving

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