#no deep meanings. just dudes admiring each other

[uncontrol-freak]

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[i-drop-level-one-loot]

Overprotective!Yandere X GN!Reader

Women in the office gawked at Theo as he walked by, shamelessly refusing to peel their eyes from the Adonis who walked among them. With dark wavy hair that framed his beauty mark speckled face and droopy emerald eyes always set into a warm smile, he was model material, yet refused to believe it. Theo was kind to everyone he spoke to, but no one could gain his full attention, and affection. That was reserved for his one and only best friend ❤️

❤️ Theo who was Reader's best friend since kindergarten

💀 Every life path Reader took, Theo took as well. They were his best friend, he just happened to have the same interests as Reader!

❤️ Besides, he didn't go to the same college as them and got into the same company in the same sales department just because he was good at numbers like Reader... he also needed to protect them!

💀 Reader was always a hard worker, they would often forget to eat meals while working overtime and would only sleep two hours a night if Theo wasn't there to gently keep them on track

❤️ And despite everyone referring to Reader as a cynical workaholic, Theo knew deep down that they were far too trusting

💀 Remember that girl in grade four who confessed to Reader at recess? Reader turned her down far too kindly! They made her think it was actually okay to be friends! Thank goodness Theo was there to threaten the kid to stay away protect his best friend from that weirdo

❤️ People often mistook the pair of besties for a couple, and that was just ridiculous!

💀 Yeah, the idea of Reader calling Theo their husband, kissing Reader's forehead each and every night, and instead of just tucking them into bed joining them in their shared bed made his heart clench in a funny way... they were just friends!

❤️ Just friends that were also roommates. The economy is terrible right now, just because they make enough money to live alone, didn't it make more sense to live together and save money?

💀 And Theo enjoyed cooking nutritional meals for his best friend! No instant ramen for Reader while Theo's around!

❤️ No, it wasn't jealousy whenever someone started hitting on Reader, he was just worried for them!

"Don't you think Jackson's a bit... creepy?" Theo asked his buddy while prepping dinner one night. Reader glanced up from their work laptop only briefly.

"Why do you say that?"

"Ah, I don't mean to sound rude! I'm sorry.. I just overheard him saying something pretty gross about Mrs. Kim.."

Jackson had asked Reader to grab a drink with him sometime just the other day, and he seemed like a genuinely kind dude. But Reader trusted Theo with their life, and wouldn't question anything he ever said, believing their best friend was simply incapable of lying. Reader grunted and went back to work, and Theo knew by that sound his bestie wasn't going out with Jackson anytime soon.

💀 Theo who could never admit to anyone, not even himself, that his relationship with Reader wasn't a healthy "friendship"

❤️ Convincing himself that his actions were completely normal things for friends to do was almost a full time job

💀 Sometimes he watched Reader sleep, admiring how their eyelashes fluttered as they dreamt ensuring that they were actually sleeping and not sneaking onto their computer

❤️ And breaking down into full blown hysterics when Reader doesn't text him back is just because he's so worried for them

💀 Reader always saw the error in their ways though, apologizing profusely when they finally came home from grocery shopping and seeing the results of forgetting to charge their phone

❤️ It was an especially hard day when Theo had to cut off his own mother. She said Theo was codependent on Reader! Reader doesn't know this though, they just heard that Theo's mother was criticizing their friendship

Reader was stopped at the front door, Theo draping his large frame over his best friend, his large eyes watering. "Please don't leave, (Reader)."

They sighed, wriggling an arm free to mess with Theo's hair. "The fridge is almost empty, dude."

"But it's raining outside!" Theo raised is voice unintentionally as he began to panic, spiraling into an anxiety attack. "What if you get sick? Please just stay home, I can order take out. Let's go shopping tomorrow!"

"Theo.."

"Please!" A sob choked out of the man as he seemingly lost his strength, collapsing against Reader as he stained their jacket with his tears. "I just want to keep you safe!"

Reader gave in, as they always did, guilt stabbing at their heart until they could calm Theo down and convince him they weren't leaving.

Even if Reader never fell in love with Theo, the man would be content just to be by Reader's side, forever being their one and only best friend. As long as he could continue protecting them, from bad dates conspiring to ruin Reader's life, from management that continuously accepted Reader's overtime volunteering, and from Reader's own silly bad choices... Theo was happy.

[spiderwcd]

siren lake c.b.

pairing: colby brock x mermaid/siren ! f ! reader

summary: they come to explore the haunted lake, but maybe it wasn't just haunted.

warning(s): mentions of deaths, near drowning, profanity, near-death experiences mystical creatures, etc.

w.c.: 3.3k

a/n: guys, please don't hate me!! i've been away so long, ive been having writer's block and then i've been so busy with my life and having the worst luck ever (they weren't wrong about that fanfic writer curse) but trust me! i have a lot of works saved, slowly plowing through them.

images from pinterest !

“Dude,” Sam abruptly jumped from his seat on the couch, carrying his laptop over to Colby. “Look at this.” He pointed the screen towards him, revealing his discovery.

Colby curiously averted his gaze over to the screen, reading the article that was pulled up. “W-What am I looking at here, Sam?” he inquired, raising a brow towards him.

“Well, someone sent me this article about this supposedly haunted lake,” Sam began, plopping himself next to Colby on the couch. “They say that these entities are haunting it, causing a bunch of disappearances.” He finally added.

Taking a moment, Colby glanced at the article, contemplating. “I mean, it’s worth a shot,” Colby muttered, facing towards his best friend.

In due time, they arrived in Michigan, the Land of the Lakes. Colby had been studying about this mysterious lake, finding holes in different stories. It was something unknown to him, unable to find an obvious answer here.

“Okay, so as we know,” Sam began, looking over at Colby from the driver’s seat. “This lake is in the middle of the forest, near some campsites.” Sam clarified.

Colby nodded, understanding his statement, “Don’t forget to mention the disappearances, also about the spirit that drowns first in the 80s.” He pointed out.

Sam nodded in return, pursing his lips as he attempted to dig further into his thoughts. “Oh, what about the mermaid theory?” Sam suddenly blurted out.

Colby scoffed, looking over at Sam with a slight grimace. “Seriously? Mermaids?” Colby murmured, flipping through his notebook. “I mean, sure, it’s a fun idea to entertain, but we both know that’s not real.”

“Oh hey, come on,” Sam nudged Colby, still steering the wheel of the car. “It’s nice to have an imagination here, Colby.” Sam chuckled, patting him on the shoulder before placing both hands on the wheel.

Colby shook his head, smiling as he studied the pages of research. He examined the illustration on the page, deep into toying with the idea. He shook his head once more, closing the page as he thought about the ridiculous idea.

The car came to a halt, prompting Colby to face upward to the scene. His jaw flew open in amazement, admiring the large forest surrounding them. The middle showcased a lake larger than he had envisioned.

“Woah,” Colby muttered, exiting the car to get a better view. “Did not expect it to be so gorgeous out here.”

“Even if this comes to a dead end, at least we’ll have a good time in the middle of the forest.” Sam joked.

“You must be Sam and Colby,” they had suddenly heard, causing them to avert their gaze over to the voice. “Hi, I’m Ben.” The man waved over towards the two.

The duo made their way towards their host, introducing each other.

“Beautiful, isn’t it?” Ben had asked them.

“Oh yes,” Sam nodded, glancing around once again. “Very nice, exceeded our expectations.”

“That’s great,” Ben chuckled, leading the two towards the cabin that peered over the ominous lake. “Cause the two of you will be staying here, so get used to it.”

Sam and Colby glance at each other for a moment, following Ben towards the door. As they entered, they studied the room. It wasn’t one of their Airbnbs, but it was still nice, grateful for a roof and not a tent. 

Colby’s eyes slowly averted towards the window, as if an irresistible force was pulling him towards the lake. But swiftly pulled away at the pat on his shoulder, facing towards the grasp.

“Isn’t that right, Colby?” Sam asked him, confusing Colby. 

“Huh? Oh yeah, for sure.” Colby randomly replied, going along with Sam’s story. 

“Alright, I’ll let ya get to it then,” Ben sighed, making his way toward the entrance. “I’ll come back in the morning to check on y’all. Remember to check the list I left every night.” He pointed out. 

Once Ben had exited the campground, leaving the duo alone in the woods. Colby let out a breath as he planted himself onto one bed, rubbing his eyes slightly. 

“Well, what did you want to start with?” Sam asked, plopping next to him. “Did you want to do the intro or do more research?” 

Colby peaked from his hands, looking towards Sam. “Uh, let’s just figure out our intro and record that, followed by more research,” he answered. 

They didn’t waste any time, every minute counted for them. Considering the way the sun crept through the blinds and curtains, the time was very limited. Colby’s fingers started to cramp from the various writing and typing, along with the migraine sneaking in.

“That’s it,” Colby blurted, tossing the pencil down. “I think it’s time to throw the towel. I need a break.”

“Me too,” Sam sighed. “If I have to write one more thing, my head might explode.”

Colby dryly chuckled, planting himself onto his feet. “I’m just gonna go out onto the pier. I need some time alone.” 

He opened the door, letting the cool wind hit his face. He quickly closed the door, walking towards the wooden structure. Colby let out a groan as he crossed his legs, overlooking the large body of water. He ran his hand through his hair, attempting to relax as he listened to the soft music of the forest. 

But he lost his train of thought, a splash ringing out. Colby curiously raised his brow, searching for the source of the ripple of water. He focused in on one area, unable to take his eyes off. 

Colby soon got interrupted by a ringing from his pocket, pulling his eyes away from the lake. He picked himself off the wobbling planks, retrieving his phone. 

“Hello?” he answered, still glancing over towards the ominous lake. 

“Colby, get in here,” Sam waved over from the window, still on the line. “I found something.” 

Colby hung up the phone call, stuffing the phone back into his pocket. As he entered the cabin, Sam quickly dashed his way and shoved his laptop into Colby’s face. 

“Look.” Sam smugly grinned. 

Colby looked at his best friend before looking back towards the screen. 

‘Sirens in Michigan?’ 

“Sam,” Colby tried to protest, but Sam was persistent. 

“Listen, we hunt ghosts. How much different can this be?” Sam scoffed, attempting to change Colby’s mind. “Can you at least be open to the idea?” 

Colby looked at Sam with a blank look, crossing his arms. “Fine, we can be open to the idea, but I’m still skeptical about it all.”

The next day arrived, prompting the boys to prepare their video at last. Colby stood at the edge of the lake, awaiting Sam to finish setting up the camera. Sam gave Colby a thumbs up, signaling everything was ready. 

“Hey, what’s up guys!” Sam greeted. “It’s Sam and Colby, and we’re here at the Siren Lake in Michigan!” he panned the camera towards the lake and treeline. 

“We’re here to investigate the various spirits that might be roaming the lake,” Colby began explaining. “But also, as the name suggests, there might be more than just spirits here.” 

“That’s right guys,” Sam chimed in. “There are supposedly sirens, aka mermaids, in this very lake.” 

“If you ask me, I don’t think there’s such a thing,” Colby raised his hands in defense, causing Sam to shake his head. “Listen, ghosts and demons have a lot of proof and we’ve seen them, but mermaids?” Colby scoffed. 

“I think you’ll say differently later,” Sam smirked. “Cause one of us is gonna have to go onto the pier and talk to the said spirits or whatever roams that lake.” 

The two continued to talk, making their way around the lake for a bit. 

“Okay, so the history of this lake begins with a family, as most do,” Sam began. “The Bradson family had owned this lake from generations ago until the 80s.” 

“The only reason they had sold it off is because they used to run a camp here until odd drownings had appeared,” Colby added. “And all of them were all men.” 

“That doesn’t give us a lot of comfort, does it now?” Sam joked, nervously laughing into the camera. 

“Our guide and the owner of the campgrounds will be here in a moment to explain more in-depth,” Colby explained. “He knows more than we do.”

Just in time, a car pulled back onto the dirt road. Ben exited his car, greeting the boys once more. 

“Perfect timing,” Sam laughed. “We just began introducing you.” 

Ben chuckled, making his way towards the two, “Almost as if I was summoned here.” He joked. 

Sam turned on his camera, recording once more, “So actually, as we closed our camera, our guide just pulled in.” He chuckled, pointing it towards Ben. “Say hello to Ben.” He introduced

“Alright, Ben, we just want to know what you know,” Colby started, crossing his arms slightly. “Tell us your secrets.” 

“As you must already know, this used to be a campground until the 80s,” Ben began. “Do you know why they call it Siren Lake?” He asked the two.

Sam glanced over to Colby with a grin, causing Colby to roll his eyes. 

“Yeah, we might have an idea,” Sam answered. 

“Well, people started talking about how the victims were all men,” Ben pointed out. “A rumor started that they were ‘seduced’ over to the water and murdered by a siren.” 

“Really? Sirens?” Colby scoffed, laughing a bit. 

“Yep, since the lake connects to a river that leads to the ocean, they assumed that something supernatural might cause of this.” Ben chuckled at Colby’s reaction. 

“Can you tell Colby is a skeptic about mermaids?” Sam teased. 

“Oh, that’s alright, he won’t be by the end of the trip,” Ben replied. 

While heading to the pier, Ben entertained the group with tales of the profound history and personal experiences of different individuals.

“So tell us, have you seen the siren?” Sam asked curiously. 

Ben thought about it for a moment. “You know, I have,” he nodded. “I was letting a group of guys stay here for the night. I went to check on them and they were freaking out about their friend seeing something. So I went to check out the lake because I figured they saw something and freaked out. But when I stopped at the edge of the pier, I saw something peeking at me through the water.” 

“Woah, that’s so weird,” Sam muttered. “What did you do?” 

“Well, I thought it was someone playing some joke, so I yelled at them to get out of the water and it was private property.” Ben shrugged. “But they just stared at me for a second so I pointed my flashlight over, which made them go underwater and splash away, and I saw bluish silver scales on the biggest fish's tail I’ve ever seen.” 

Sam looked over to Colby, a smug look on his face as if he was saying ‘told you so’. 

“I’d be careful, boys,” Ben warned. “Even you, Colby, sirens are no joke. They will lure you and drown you. Just be careful.” 

“Thank you, Ben.” Sam thanked him, shaking his hand before letting him return to his daily work. 

Sam turned over to Colby, “I told you, what happened to having an open mind?” 

“I’m trying, but mermaids? It’s hard to wrap my head around.” Colby responded. “I already have enough of ghosts and demons.” 

Sam rolled his eyes at his best friend. “Okay, let’s just talk about the spirits. Surely you’ll keep an open mind about that.” He patted Colby on the back, pulling out the various equipment. 

Sam turned on the rem pod, placing it down onto the pier, followed by the Alice box.

“Alright guys, so we’re now gonna talk about the spirits,” Sam sighed. “There were about 3 guys that drowned. They weren’t even able to recover any of their bodies because of how deep this lake is.” 

“Yeah, so their bodies could still be down there,” Colby added, shivering at the thought of it. 

“There’ are a lot of theories about how these guys died, most of them saying they were drunk or under the influence. There’s also speculation that they died from how cold the water was, causing hypothermia, but of course, there’s the siren theory,” Sam stated. “Sirens, though, tend to just kill to kill. It’s said that it killed them because they were terrible guys.” 

“They were awful, apparently having a reputation of being sleazy and gross,” Colby added, having a grimace grow on his face at the idea. “But we’ll try to find out through the spirit box and maybe the Estes method.” 

“I think since I’m more open-minded, unlike my colleague,” Sam teased, pointing the camera towards Colby who shook his head. “I’m gonna be doing the Estes method.” 

They quickly turned on the devices in hand, thinking of questions. 

“Alright, Uh, is there anyone here?” Sam asked to the open, listening carefully as the crickets chirped and the night wind blew past them. 

“...you…”

“Who are you referring to?” Sam responded. 

“...water…” 

“Yep, there’s water here. Is this where you passed away?” Colby nodded, shifting his weight. 

“...rocks… drown…” 

Sam snapped his head towards Colby, a confused look painted on his face. “Woah,” he muttered. Colby agreed, looking back at the Alice box.

“Who are you? Are you one of three men that drowned here?” Sam added, biting his lip as he rubbed his chin with his finger. 

“...Mike…” 

Colby’s jaw dropped, facing the camera. "They're not gonna believe that, but one of the men who passed away was named Micheal Anderson," Colby said, his jaw dropping as he faced the camera.

“...unknown…cold…” 

Sam’s face contorted to one of confusion, looking at Colby for answers. “Maybe they’re saying they don’t remember how they died? I mean, the water gets freezing.”

Colby nodded, attempting to decipher the various words and their meanings. “Can you tell us what happened? Did you guys just die from the cold water or drown from drinking too much?”

“...none…strange…” 

“Huh, maybe the siren theory was right?” Sam nudged Colby. 

“Yeah right,” Colby sneered. “Maybe they died from something else.” 

“...careful…” 

“Look, it’s even trying to warn us,” Sam pointed out, but soon the familiar red light and blaring sound appeared from the rem pod, alerting the two. “Oh my god, that scared the fuck out of me,” Sam murmured, pointing the camera towards the flashing device. 

“Is that you Micheal? Or is someone else making that flash?” Colby asked, stepping away from the rem pod as the light continued to circle. 

“...pussy…” 

Colby blurted out in laughter, followed by Sam. “Wow, maybe they were jerks.” 

“I think maybe the Estes Method will give us a simple answer then,” Sam said, calming down from the fit of laughter. 

Colby turned off the spirit box, handing Sam the bandana followed by the headphones. Once he had put them on, Colby showed the camera that Sam couldn’t respond.

“Okay, so let’s begin,” Colby sighed. “Okay, can you give us a straightforward answer to what happened here? You guys are being very hush-hush about the answer.” 

“Pier,” Sam blurted out. “Something dangerous.” 

“Yeah, some can say drinking and swimming are dangerous,” Colby joked. “Can you clarify more?” 

“Beware of the woman,” Sam answered. 

Colby felt his heart drop, unable to comprehend what that could mean. “Uh, what woman?” 

“She calls for you,” Sam responded, confusion in his voice. “Watching you.” 

A shiver ran down Colby’s spine, goosebumps covering his skin. “W-Wha… Watching me?” Colby repeated, hearing the familiar splashing near the pier. 

Colby snapped his head up, his eyes attempting to adjust to the dark as the moonlight hit the ripples. Colby pointed his flashlight over to the deep gray water, searching for the source, just as he had done earlier in the day. 

Sam continued to speak, unknowing of his best friend’s search. Colby’s feet stopped at the edge of the pier, ignoring all the sounds in the background. He let out a sigh of relief, unable to find any evidence of anything going on. 

But as soon as Colby put down his flashlight, he felt large hands pressed up against his back. Colby, unable to retain his balance, fell into the deep cold waters, which had created a large splash that traveled to Sam. 

Sam tore the headphones and blindfold off his head, turning around to look at Colby as he floated to the top. 

“Woah, you alright, man?” Sam hurried to the edge, squatting down as he offered a hand to him. 

Colby let out a laugh, swimming towards the pier. “Someone fucking pushed me in.” He muttered, reaching for Sam’s grasp. 

He was about to grab Sam’s palm, but felt a tug at the end of his legs. “What the fuck, something grabbed-” 

Colby’s sentence soon cut off as he got pulled under the water. He kicked the unknown entity, gasping for air as he heard Sam’s voice muffle as he called out for him. 

Colby thrashed, adrenaline kicking in as he attempted to free himself. Colby looked down at the void of the lake, unable to find the source. Water filled his mouth, oxygen slowly escaping his body. His body sank, and the energy to fight slowed. 

Colby had accepted there wasn’t a way out of this doom, looking up as he slowly descended into the seemingly never-ending waters. His vision slowly distorted as he examined the murky waters above him. 

“Wow, I never realized it was a full moon tonight,” was all he could think about 

Just as he thought it was the end, he saw something move out of the corner of his eye. A figure slowly circled him as it made its way past the moonlit waters, a glow of bluish silver reflecting as its hair sprawled around it. 

Well, it wasn’t rather it; it was a woman. Colby wanted to react, but his body slowly shut down as his vision darkened. She was beautiful, her skin flawless and her long hair engulfing them as she touched his face as if she examined his features. 

Colby’s vision became dark, becoming unconscious. She doesn’t remember men being this flawless, gliding her fingers across his skin. His tattoos caught her eye, something odd about painting skin to her. A frown grew on her face, looking back up at the land above as blue and red lights danced around the surface of the water. 

She looked back at Colby, knowing the minutes were passing by. She quickly grabbed his arm, carrying his limp body up. Peeking over the water, she glanced around at the various people walking around. She bit her lip, brainstorming ideas. 

The mermaid decided it was best to leave him by the shore, where Sam was pacing and freaking out. She knows if she does this, who knows if her identity will be safe? But something against her nature knew this one thing: she did not want the beautiful man to perish. 

She drew him above the water, grunting as she pulled his seemingly lifeless body towards the wet rocks. She looked back at him, her brows furrowing as she fought within herself whether she did the right thing. Under the water once more, she dove, splashing as she vanished, making her way under the pier to observe the scene. 

It wasn’t long until many flashlights lit up the shore, revealing Colby’s drenched and pale body. Sam let out a cry, watching as his best friend coughed and gasped for air as the water exited his lungs. Sam embraced him, relief washing over him as he recovered from his accident. 

Colby sat at the edge of the patient compartment of the ambulance, wrapped in a towel, drowning out as the EMTs and various cops talked to Sam as he stared towards the lake. Something inside him was fighting whether he had made up the mysterious creature or, by some miracle, it was all true. 

Colby jumped as Sam’s hand landed on his shoulder. “Dude, what the hell happened? I thought you were gone. The cops said you were lucky to even make it out of that lake.” 

Colby looked up at Sam before glancing back at the body of water. “I think a mermaid just saved me.”

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thank you guys for reading!

I'm sorry if it's short, Its just something I put together in one day. I do value your opinion, so please do tell me what you think!!

expect more stories soon!

[milaisreading]

hiii!! I really loved your manager stories, can you please make a scenario of the aftermath of the manager having a crush on Lavinho? when Lavinho and Chris arrived and how the boys would react to it? thank you so much!

Author: I really didn't plan on making a pt2 to that story, since it seemed so random. But surprisingly a lot of you liked it, and due to popular demand, here is pt2! Hope you enjoy it and thanks for the support 🙇🏻‍♀️🩷

Warnings ⚠️: Reader uses she/her. Requests are open

⚽️Blue lock belongs to:Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura⚽️

"What do you mean Lavinho is coming to train us?!" Reo exclaimed into the camera as Ego stopped his speech to look at him oddly.

"As I said, him and Chris Prince will be training you guys for a week and-"

"No! We refuse! Please, anyone but Lavinho. I rather have stoic Noel here than him." Chigiri begged as he fell to the ground. Ego took in a deep breath and contemplated on insulting or yelling at them.

"You unpolished gems need extra training! This place is made for you all to go to the World Cup!"

"We know! But why Lavinho of all people?" Aryu spoke up, panicking just like the others are.

"It's his turn now." Ego stated simply, already getting a migraine from them all.

"Listen, I don't have time for you brats complaining about the most random things. Just don't cause any of them trouble. (Y/n) will bring you your uniforms and then go training." With that the screen turned black as the others looked in worry at each other.

"What now?! If (Y/n) is in love with that dude-"

"It's a celebrity crush,Bachira! And simple, we need to minimize his interactions with (Y/n)." Reo interjected, disgusted at the idea of (Y/n) liking someone as loud as him.

"And how will we do that? We need to be training too. Ego-san won't let it slide if we miss on our training to chase (Y/n) around." Isagi raised an eyebrow.

"Well, maybe the one who is free at the moment can do the distraction part?" Hiori suggested.

"But we need to be subtle with it. If (Y/n) catches on she might get mad at us." Baro added onto Hiori's suggestion.

"Nagi, (Y/n) hates it when you slack off or sleep in, maybe you can... you know..." Kurona said, turning to look at the frustrated albino.

"I see what you mean. I sure can do that, let's just hope she won't be too mad at me." The boy nodded his head, desperate to do whatever he can in order to keep (Y/n) away from the Spaniard.

"Alright it's settled then, this week will be a nightmare." Kunigami sighed, hoping whatever plan they could come up with will work.

The next few days it was filled with preparations for Lavinho and Chirs' arrival. And when the dreadful day came, the boys watched in horror as (Y/n), Ego and Anri greeted them.

'Damn him!' Rin thought as he and Yukimiya spied on them.

'Why does she have heart eyes for him? He is so loud.' Yukimiya cringed as Lavinho joked loudly about something with Chris and Ego.

'He is so cool! No wonder so many people admire him!' (Y/n) thought nervously as Anri silently teased her over Lavinho being there.

'I can do it! The sooner I ask the better!' (Y/n) nodded to herself as she took out a blank sheet of paper, waiting till Lavinho was done talking with Ego over this week's plan.

"(Y/n)!" The group turned to look at Bachira and Kurona who were running towards them.

"What is it?" The girl raised an eyebrow.

"We need your help with some equipment." Kurona said. Bachira nodded his head and took (Y/n)'s wrist.

"Huh? Alright. Let me see what the issue is." The girl nodded, as much as she wanted to talk with Lavinho, her friends and job came first.

"How...how did you guys manage to tangle up the net? And I swear I have put it up on the goal this morning..." (Y/n) muttered as she was busy to entangle the net, she didn't notice the nervous looks Gagamaru, Kurona and Bachira sent each other.

"We are sorry, we kind of... got carried away while playing that we didn't notice it." Bachira explained, feeling sorry for causing (Y/n) the extra trouble. The girl shook her head and sent the trio a small smile before speaking up.

"It's alright! Mistakes happen, the most important thing is to fix it. Which is going good so far."

"It's really nice of you that you aren't getting mad at us... You look pretty today too."

"O-oh? Thanks, Gagamaru!" (Y/n) said as she continued working with the net, feeling a little happier as the other two subtly kicked Gagamaru's legs.

"Cheater."

"Smooth talker."

Bachira and Kurona pouted.

The next day (Y/n) spent the first half helping Chris with taking notes and keeping him on track with the plans, while the 2nd part was taken over by Lavinho. Although she was nervous at first, talking on such a close level with the Spaniard was a huge thing for her, (Y/n) kept her cool as best as possible.

'He makes great speeches!' (Y/n) thought as she listened to the man and wrote some things down. Shortly after he was done, he split the group into two teams, with Chigiri, Hiori and Otoya left as reserves for each team.

'Now is my chance!' (Y/n) thought as she approached the mohawk man.

"E-excuse me, Lavin-"

"(Y/n)! Chigiri needs some help with the knee brace! We don't know how to put it on!" Hiori yelled as he approached the girl, catching Lavinho's attention in the process too.

"Ha? Does it have malfunctions again?!" (Y/n) asked in worry as Hiori nodded his head.

"He thinks so at least. Otoya and I have no clue how it works tho."

"It sounds serious, you can go. I will take the notes from here." The duo turned around to face Lavinho.

"Th-thank you, Lavinho-san." (Y/n) answered.

'He is so reliable!'

Annoyed at the attention she was sending the man, Hiori took (Y/n)'s hand into his and pulled her along.

"Hmm..." (Y/n) muttered as she finally fixed the brace and started putting it on Chigiri's leg.

"Sorry about that." The boy said, feeling a little uncomfortable that they had interrupted (Y/n).

"It's alright! I will just need to talk with Teieri over this... you might need a new model since this one has been malfunctioning a lot." (Y/n) said, a little worried that he might get hurt if he wore it one more time.

'She is such an angel! Never annoyed when helping others and so genuine.' Otoya thought, blushing from her cuteness.

'She is so helpful... we really can't lose her to that dude!' Hiori thought, sending a side glare towards Lavinho. Meanwhile Chigiri was just on cloud 9 because of rhe attention he was receiving.

Day 3 of Lavinho and Chris' stay was pretty uneventful for the most part. Chris would exhaust the boys during the morning training, and later Lavinho would do the same just more intensively.

'Ahh... he is alone now! Just keep your composure (Y/n), ask Lavinho for a simple autograph and move on with your day. Don't be weird.' (Y/n) thought and nodded to herself, grabbing tightly onto her empty piece of paper.

"(Y/n) is approaching Lavinho. You know what to do." Reo told Nagi and Baro, who nodded in annoyance.

"Why do we have to ask him for advice even?"

"And why do you get time with (Y/n)?" The two asked as Reo just shrugged his shoulders.

"Because I am the only rich one here~" Reo laughed and walked off.

'Asshole.' Nagi and Reo thought as they looked at each other.

"(Y/n), I need your help with something!"

Surpassing a groan, (Y/n) turned to look at Reo, wondering what he needed her for.

"Yes?" She asked, noticing Baro and Nagi approaching Lavinho's table.

"Rin and I need help with our uniforms... they are kind of... colored?"

"What?! What do you mean colored?" (Y/n) asked in panic.

'I put them out this morning! How did I not notice it before?!' The girl wondered as Reo pulled her out of the dining room.

"Dunno. We just noticed the pinkish coloring on our uniforms."

"You need my help with passes?" Lavinho asked the two, who solemnly nodded their heads.

"Well then, I will gladly help ya both!" The Spaniard exclaimed with a smile as Baro and Nagi held back a groan.

'Anything to keel our manager away from him!' They reminded themselves as Lavinho dragged them out of the dining room.

"How did this happen?" (Y/n) muttered as she looked at Reo and Rin's uniform. While the pink wasn't huge, it was still a little visible.

"It's kind of my fault..." Rin admitted with a red face as (Y/n) looked at him.

"How did you... Were you carrying that radish salad again and lost balance?" (Y/n)'s frustration turned into teasing.

"Shut up! It only happened twice!" Rin argued as (Y/n) laughed at his clumsiness.

"I hope this teaches you not to walk around with food! The great captain Rin can't balance a bowl of radish."

"Shut up!" The duo argued as Reo watched them with a red face.

'Her laugh is very cute.'

On the fourth day a lot would have lost hope, but (Y/n) didn't want to. She just wanted the autograph so bad! She was using the time while the boys were training to approach Lavinho, not noticing Niko, Isagi and Yukimiya watching them from a safe distance.

'Today is the day! Nobody can stop me!' (Y/n) thought.

"Lavinho-san."

"Hm? Did you need something (Y/n)?" The man asked as the girl fiddled with her fingers a little.

"I-i wanted to ask if I could get an auto-"

(Y/n) was interrupted as she and Lavinho heard a loud scream and they turned to look at the scene.

"Kunigami! What even happened?!" (Y/n) yelled in worry as she noticed blood coming out of his nose.

"We kinda lost control..." Yukimiya gulped as him and Isagi received disapproving looks from Lavinho.

"We should get you to the nurse." (Y/n) muttered as she and Niko helped him up.

"I will talk to these two and you two make sure Kunigami is alright before you leave him in the medic room. " Lavinho ordered them.

"Yes!" Niko and (Y/n) exclaimed, a little terrified at the man's seriousness.

The same night while the boys were either still eating or showering, (Y/n) was with Aryu braiding his hair. And while usually he enjoyed the attention he was receiving from her, he couldn't help but feel a little off.

"Is everything alright? Are you tired?" The boy asked as (Y/n) shook her head.

"Not really... it's just that the whole week I have been trying to get an autograph from Lavinho-san but it never works out." (Y/n) admitted. Aryu's eyes widened at her words as she continued.

"And tomorrow is his last day here too... I think all the courage I build up is just dwindling."

"Ah... so you just want an autograph from him?" Aryu asked for confirmation.

"Of course! I have been Lavinho-san's fan for a while, so having him here is quite a honor."

"So you are staying in Blue Lock and not leaving us for Barcha?"

"Ha? Where did that come from? Of course I won't. Blue Lock is my home and so are you guys. I wouldn't leave for some random team just because someone I admire is in it." (Y/n) said truthfully, causing Aryu to blush a little at her words.

'We made a huge mistake! (Y/n) is just an admirer!' The boy thought, making a mental note to talk with the others later.

"But why would you think I would leave you guys?"

"No reason! Just a thought!" Aryu laughed nervously.

The same night Aryu told the team about the talk he had with (Y/n). The reaction was a pretty surprised one, then it turned into a guilty one after they realized they made more trouble for (Y/n) than needed. All over a celebrity crush that isn't even a threat. So unanimously they decided to end this plan and just let (Y/n) have her best day tomorrow. As much as they hated it, they decided to stay away from her and let her speak with Lavinho normally.

"Hmmm." The team let out a sigh as they watched (Y/n) talk with Lavinho after the man gave her an autograph. And while they were annoyed with the awe look (Y/n) was sending the Spaniard, they were happy. If (Y/n) was happy, so were they.

"She looks cute when she smiles." Gagamaru said as the rest nodded in agreement.

[luffyvace]

Chuuya x male reader !!

just like i said i’d do :)

took a bit of time tho 😅 (i almost forgot. almost.)

if he didn’t already realize he liked guys he’d be extra flustered once he does

not ashamed

he just doesn’t know how to act around you

like he knows not to treat you terrible like dazai

but you may not be into feminine things

wait this is low key so much easier

bc he knows how guys THINK

because HES ONE

okay nvm no need to panic afterall

honestly he’s still just as romantic doesn’t matter the gender

will pummel anyone who has something negative to say about you two

if your a big scary guy he feels proud he bagged you 😭

he’s thinking “yeahh me and my s/o are so bad we so cool😎”

yup u sure are chuuya

if your a more nonchalant person or just don’t care for romance

it may seem more like bromance 🤪

if your into cars he’ll buy you the coolest, most lavish brands

if your a feminine dude he can buy you makeup or whatever it is you want

he doesn’t know you gotta tell em

just as willing to cuddle you as he would a woman

wants to be the big spoon tho

he wants dominance over everyone disregarding gender so of course he does

he thinks he’s chad

def practices how to act around you

wants you to think he’s cool so bad

he’s more likely to be more ‘tsundere’ (for lack of better words😭) in public

you know it’s just a farce

ngl he low key gets angry if someone asks who’s the dom tho

like he wants it to be visible that he is

but don’t ask

he finds it somewhat disrespectful

since its pretty much comparing you to a hetero couple

like does it matter?

why do they get to be the standard 😐

i hope you like wine as well

its easier to gift each other wines more than anything

trying each other’s wines and criticizing or complimenting them

chuuya enjoys late quiet nights with you

watching the stars

maybe some deep conversation here and there

gets angry if your taller and he has to get on your level to kiss you 😗

if your short as well he gets a confidence boost

his kisses are sensual and long if you have enough time

holds your neck and waist

loves to pepper kisses on your neck if your doing paperwork

if you work at the port mafia too it would likely be if your doing overtime

btw the port mafia is highly likely where you met

what better place to meet a cool guy??

if your not as strong don’t even worry about it he’ll always protect you

pretty cocky about it too

loves if his smirk can make you melt

if you give him a genuine compliment his eyes widen, he starts blushing and he gets butterflies in his stomach

‘tch’ *blushes and turns away*

loves to team up with you in fights

especially against dazai

appreciates if your physically strong bc then you can beat him up

since it seems to be his weakness

will subtly compliment you if your a good cook

thinks it’s better than restaurant food

“no need to eat out anymore i guess”

“you’d put 5 star restaurants out of business”

lowkey admires if you have a lot of skills/talents or hobbies bc he doesn’t have many himself seeing as though his jobs takes up a lot of his time

even if he learned some before he joined he can’t practice often

thinks it’s cool if you can find a balance

likes to watch you do things you enjoy

doesnt mean in it a creepy way of course

he just likes to see you content and happy

enjoy masculine readers! :)

♥︎

[alimaybankkk]

hey baby!!! can i request something for J inspired by sabrina's song bad for business, just fluff where reader and j are so in love that their friends think it'll be bad for them but they don't care cause their love is safe and not toxic. thank u i love your stuff

𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬

a/n: hi honey! thanks for the request <3 i absolutely adore sabrina so much and this is one of my fav songs i am squealing rn. also if u want to look at this as a part two or something to my boy it would work cuz this is rlly similar!

summary: being madly in love with jj and ur friends think it’s dangerous

warnings: shotgunning smoke

pairing: clingy!jj maybank x clingy!reader

❝all of my friends think i’ve gone crazy, but they don’t know me like my baby.❞

i walked out of the school building, clutching the strap of my bookbag. cars were driving out of the parking lot eagerly and i let out an exhale through closed lips.

i had a headache and i couldn’t wait to go home.

but my plans immediately changed as soon as i saw a flick of blonde hair and the wave of a callused hand.

i wasted no time in running up to jj, throwing my bookbag off at his feet and pulling him into a tight hug.

next to me were john b, pope, kie, cleo, and sarah, all watching, annoyed.

jj wrapped his arms around my waist, leaning his head on my shoulder. “hey, baby.”

i pulled away, grubbing and clung my lips to his.

the kiss was so soft and firm. he squeezed my shirt and pulled me closer, breathing in my scent.

when i was finally completely out of breath, i pulled away and rested my forehead against his.

our friends were tapping their feet and checking their watches mockingly.

“you guys just saw each other, what, like, this morning?” john b asked sarcastically.

jj kissed me on the cheek and mumbled, “s’long…”

i hummed in agreement and giggled. “you skipped again. we gotta go. they would flip if they saw you on school grounds.”

he took a deep breath and nodded, looking over at john b. “what are you looking at?”

“an idiot…” john b murmured and opened the car door.

the car ride back to the chateau was quiet between me and jj, we just sat there in each other’s presence.

i’d be tracing circles on jj’s knuckles or peppering his face in kisses and i’d look up and see all of the pogues looking at us with a worried expression.

once we pulled into the grass, sarah initiated a fit of whispers amongst the group and eventually, kiara responded with, “yeah, i’ll talk to her.”

when i looked up, once again, they were all staring at me. i frowned and climbed out of the twinkie, grabbing jj’s hand when he offered to help me out.

as i followed jj into the house, i felt a hand on my arm. i looked up and was met by kie’s eyes, a silent plead in them. “i really need to talk to you.”

i shot jj a nervous glance. he looked upset that i would be leaving him again, so he tightened his grip on my hand.

“j, just let me talk to her real quick, okay?” i told him, caressing his knuckles with my thumb.

he gave me the eyes of a toddler, but he let go and kissed me on the cheek. i winked at him. “i’ll be right back.”

she let out an exhale through gritted teeth and gripped me harshly, walking me back to the twinkie.

“are you kidnapping me?” i joked.

“no, but jj is…”

i froze. “what’s that supposed to mean?”

“just get in the car and we’ll talk.”

i sighed and continued to walk, settling in the back and grabbing a joint just to hold it. i knew it was jj’s, so i wanted to admire something he most likely held earlier.

she spotted what was in my grasp and smacked it out.

“dude!” i looked up at her, shocked beyond words.

she shook her head and closed her eyes. “we seriously need to talk about you and jj.”

“what about us?”

“i’m starting to think…” she exhaled uncomfortably and looked out the window. “maybe you guys aren’t the best for each other?”

my whole jaw detached from my mouth, it felt like. “aren’t the best for each other?!”

“i mean.. you know, you’re… you have looks, intelligence.. determination, you know? you have your studies to focus on… and he, well…. he’s…. he’s jj.”

i almost sat up to leave, thinking it all was just something to ignore, but i sat back down. “you know what, of course he’s jj! that’s why i love him.”

“i’m not saying that.” kie grabbed my hand. “you’re my best friend. but i haven’t really connected with you in so long.”

“what does that mean?”

“you’re always with him. never with me. i miss you.” she said. she looked like she was begging me.

“kiara, i’m with you when i’m with him. we hang out in a group. what’s the difference?”

“the difference is is that you’re all over each other!” kiara yelled. “it’s unhealthy. you don’t realize how bad this is for you.”

“it’a perfect, kie. we’re perfect. he’s perfect.”

“yeah, i know. but like i said, you have your studies to worry about. priorities. he’s, well… in some way, he’s a high school drop out.” she said.

i thought for a moment. “he’s like motivation. he makes me want to do what i do even more.”

“he’s just…” kie sighed. “you’re going to get hurt.”

“no, i’m not. i know i’m not.” i said. “i love him and he loves me. i know him.”

“you don’t know him,” kiara grips my hands. “you know how he is with girls. take them out for a date, take them home… sleep with them… forget them.”

“we’ve been together way longer than that,” i scoffed. “he wouldn’t do that to me. if he would, he would have already done it.”

“y/n…” kie said. she turned around to look at me in the eyes. “you have to be careful.”

“always am,” i sent her a smirk and winked, climbing out of the twinkie.

“j?” i called once i got inside.

“yeah, baby?” he got up off the couch, letting go of the beer he had already started drinking.

“come on,” i held out my hand and he grabbed it eagerly, following me out to the twinkie.

“what’s up, mama?” he asked as he sat in the back with me.

i didn’t say anything, i just picked up the joint kie had thrown out of my hands earlier and i held it up. “shotgun?”

he inhaled aggressively, pulling me in for a kiss. “god, i love you so much.”

i hummed. “love you too.”

“m’kay, give me it,” jj said and pulled it from my hands. he winked at me as he acknowledged the way my eyes were fixed on his lips and smirked.

finally, he placed the roll in between his index and middle finger and brought it to his lips. i wished i could take a mental polaroid of the way he looked; no other words to describe it—but beautiful.

he inhaled and held it for a second before gripping my chin and bringing me to his lips. i opened my mouth when he forced his pointer finger in and inhaled the smoke he gave me.

i have him twinkling eyes before detaching my lips from his and blowing out, immediately going to kiss him passionately on the lips.

“rough day?” his lips mumbled on mine, his grip on my wrist so tight that it was thrilling.

i nodded and leaned over to kiss his shoulder as he took the joint and pressed it to his lips, inhaling slowly and tilting my chin up to release the smoke into my mouth.

i inhaled and exhaled, watching him intensely as he watched me.

the way his eyes danced over my features.

the way my eyes danced over his features.

“wanna kiss you,” i mumbled and grabbed his chin, pressing a kiss to his bottom lip and his bottom lip only.

he captured the space in between my nose and mouth with his top lip, swiping his tongue in between. i opened my mouth and gave him access, hands reaching up to run them through his beautiful blonde hair.

i pulled away and have him another kiss without my tongue and leaned my forehead on his.

“what happened today?” he asked.

i shrugged. “school’s just getting stressful.”

“baby, just drop out with me,” he joked, but when he saw my unamused expression he sighed. “i love you.”

“j, what has john b and pope said to you about us?” i asked with thought.

he looked up as if he were looking at the thoughts up in his brain. “i don’t know. they’ve said to dump you because we’re not good for each other.”

“yeah, kie’s said the same things.”

he cupped my face in his hands, looking into my eyes but far past them. he was looking into my mind, into my soul and capturing my heart. “you know i’ll never listen to them right?”

“yeah…”

“look at me,” jj said. “you will always be my girl. my baby. nothing will ever change that.”

“i love you.”

next to jj on the boat, i was having a deep conversation with kie.

j was drawing circles on my thigh with his thumb, talking to pope and john b about something.

i sat up and crawled into jj’s arms, giving him a kiss on the cheek.

“i think you guys are crazy,” cleo said.

sarah nodded. “i know the boys and kie have already said stuff about it, but are you sure you guys are good for each other?”

i shrugged. “the surest i’ve ever been anything in my entire life.”

one would say our love was safe. but i think the opposite. it’s so dangerous. we’re so obsessed with each other, that if one were to leave the other, the whole world would fall apart. maybe e peril was the absolute thrill of it.

“wanna go for a swim, mama?” jj asked, tapping my thigh to get up.

i nodded and stood. fixing my top and helping him up.

once we were both at the edge of the boat, i grabbed his hand and gave him the eyes i always did—mesmerized.

“3…” jj started.

“2…” i continued.

“1!” he finished and jumped off, pulling me with him at the connection of our hands.

we made contact with the water, surfacing to hold each other in our arms, needing to be as close as possible.

our friends watched with amusement. sarah took a breath. “they will never go tired of each other.”

john b shook his head and pope scoffed. “never.”

a/n: hope this was okay!!

ily!!

[fincalinde]

for your ask meme: wei wuxian?? 👀

Since I've got some new followers over the past couple of days (who knew what branching out from Xiyao would do for my reputation!), I'll once again add the disclaimer that I write MDZS meta and not CQL meta. I'm aware that in CQL, WWX is characterised somewhat differently. I have thoughts on that too, but I'm not immersed enough in CQL to commit to sharing them publicly.

Since WWX is the main character and appears in almost every scene, I won't attempt to write a thesis statement on him. (You cannot afford my hourly rate.) Instead I've decided to focus on an aspect of WWX that I feel is often overlooked or sanitised. That is to say:

WWX is extremely annoying.

He's not just irritating, or overly exuberant, or a touch too arrogant. He is infuriatingly obnoxious.

Obviously WWX is also brave and often well-meaning. He loves deeply, even if he consistently lets down the people who care about him. He's strong-willed enough to abide by his own sense of morality in the face of overwhelming disapproval and danger, and arrogant enough to make unilateral decisions when it would be better for all concerned if he took a step back. He's bad at big picture thinking and rarely considers the full ramifications of his actions, but he's also incredibly adept at getting out of scrapes, and he has an admirable if also somewhat depressing ability to shrug off pain and suffering that is the result of his difficult days on the streets and his mistreatment by YZY. 

And he's obnoxious.

I do think it often gets forgotten, because Wangxian is intended to be a love story and it's much more tempting to write sweeping romance and charming banter than hark back to all the canonical moments in which characters, including LWJ, genuinely want to throttle him to death.

He never shuts up! He's constantly laughing far too loudly and for too long. He's the sort of person who thinks it's funny to pull the rug out from under someone in a conversation so they end up discomfited and embarrassed. I fully understand that a large part of his hectoring LWJ is a precursor to his later romantic interest and is in line with his flirtation style, but the fact remains that he goads LWJ beyond the point of endurance on multiple occasions. LWJ just happens to be a weird dude who's really into it.

A good example of what I mean is when Wangxian encounter each other at Phoenix Mountain. WWX asks LWJ if he's ever kissed someone, then proceeds to speculate that LWJ has never been kissed and will never be kissed. LWJ doesn't seem to mind this at first, and only becomes angered when WWX lies about having been kissed before himself (oh LWJ), but it's important to remember that WWX has no idea that LWJ has any interest in him whatsoever. From WWX's perspective, he's just having fun belittling someone else over a topic that for most young people is a sensitive one. I don't want to oversell this moment and claim that it's bullying, actually, but I do want to use it to highlight that WWX is not always a considerate person and this type of behaviour is teeth-achingly thoughtless and cringeworthy.

I could go on, but if you pick any given scene including WWX you're likely to see dialogue in which he's being actively annoying to other characters, intentionally or otherwise. This isn't an attack on him, just an observation that in order to write him in a canon consistent manner he should be not just witty and chatty in a way where other characters simply roll their eyes and keep going. He should genuinely actually aggravate them and it should have consequences within the scene. Characters such as JC and WQ care about WWX but also find him infuriating, and that's with good reason—never mind the juniors, whom WWX takes pleasure in messing with. There are many characters who feel great respect and affection for WWX, and every single one of them also regularly feels deep frustration and irritation towards him too. There should be some meat on the bones of any back and forth between them.

[urlocalnonbinarybastardwrites]

Hello hello! I hope you're having an amazing day! If not then I hope your day gets better!! I was kinda hesitant to try out your matchmaking because I've never done one before but also your blog is mainly The Outsiders and I didn't want to break the chain (if that makes sense?) with me randomly coming in asking for DC ^^. If you're not still part of the fandom that's totally okay! I'm fine with whatever fandom or can ignore!

I am a short queen standing at 5'0 😔😔. I have long black hair that goes down to my waist with chocolate brown eyes and wear glasses. I have a warm yellowish tone to my skin with a scar or two somewhere on my body either from minor surgery or being a bit clumsy 💀💀.

I like to think I'm a friendly person! When meeting people for the first time I'm very polite, though I can be a bit awkward sometimes when socializing but I do my best! With friends though I'm very silly and playful, I like to tease friends, mainly bringing up a slightly embarrassing story that I know we will all laugh together about. I'm very nice (maybe a little too much for my own good) and somewhat smart. I like to play along with the whole "aCTUalLY 🤓👆👓" skit because it gets a good giggle or two both from friends and myself. You could say I'm a bit of the mom friend? I stay observant when with friends, make sure no one is left out or if someone's having a bit of a rough day I stay mindful and check up on them if they need anything or just a simple shoulder to lean on/ear to talk to. Overall I'm a very bubbly person that likes to be silly at times! (Sorry I'm very bad at describing what kind of person I am 😔)

The things that I like: I am a very big book worm. I have a good pile of books on my desk that I absolutely adore, though they're mainly fantasy romance books (I'm a big sucker for those). I also ADORE the rain! From the sound it makes to how it smells just makes me go kind of feral. I also really love the ocean! If I could, I'd really want to just float in the deep blue or go exploring through underwater caves or shipwrecks (to live the mermaid dream 😔😔 CLEORR OH NAUR). I also do a bit of writing myself and dabble in video gaming!

Hopefully this was okay! I'm not the greatest in describing myself so I sort of just wrote down whatever was at the top of my head. I hope you have a wonderful day!! 🫶🫶🫶

No, I’m actually gonna thank you so much. I just happen to majority get outsiders requests, but I’ve been really wanting someone to try and break the chain so you’re actually doing me a huge favor dude

Your DC Universe Ship: Dick Grayson (Nightwing)

Explanation: starting off with your appearance , I think that he would be extremely attracted to you and I think that he loves the fact that that you’re short and would definitely tease you about it by lifting you up if you’re comfortable with that and just constantly making jokes about it. I think he would really love your eyes and constantly admiring them and staring into them. I think he also likes the fact that you both have pretty dark hair. I don’t know. I just feel like he would like matching with with you. he also completely relates to the Scar thing and if you ever felt insecure about them, he would definitely kiss them until you didn’t or show you his own scars to kind of tell you that it’s OK to have them. Personality wise I think that you two would get along very well because he definitely turns up the charm and is generally kind person who is also very clever and such, and I think that he would also love, teasing and teasing as his love language I mean, he loves teasing the rest of the bat and I think you guys would have a great time teasing each other. I think he would be good at setting boundaries about what he wasn’t OK with teasing him about and things like that and hopefully you’ll be good at setting boundaries as well. I think you guys could be a really healthy relationship, Which would be a good thing for him because he hasn’t had that many healthy relationships. He also really likes being silly as well and I think you guys would totally have a lot of fun together and just absolutely vibe with each other. He’s also a very observant person so I think that you two would definitely be similar in that aspect of coming from a place of helping people and noticing the small things that not everyone does. Many people think that out of the bat family Tim is the avid reader, but the truth is that everybody in the family reads. They just tend to read about their own interests like I think that Dick Grayson would highly prefer reading things like comedy and romance, and period dramas. he often gets teased for reading romance novels, but I think that he genuinely enjoys them and can understand that as long as he likes reading them nothing else really matters, including anyone else’s judgment, but as soon as he finds out that you like reading romance novels too I think you guys would that would just be one of your things that you do together and bond over it and I think you guys would have little discussions about characters and theories and just talk about how cute some characters are together and ship people, I think would be the best person to read a romance book with. I feel like he also really enjoys the rain just for the aesthetic. I also feel like he’s super grateful to have found you and being in such a healthy relationship and he’s definitely willing to work through some of his trauma so he can always improve on being a better person for you. YALL ARE CUTE I SHIP 💙💙💙

[dudefrommywesterns]

Title: You Just Smile and Take My Hand

Words: 880

Ship: Mike x Dude

Description: Mike and Dude dance together in a saloon on a random night.

Dude held Mike close to his chest as they danced together in a saloon. Someone had paid the band to play a slow song. He looked at his spouse in adoration. Mike returned a smile. He couldn't help but feel elated when they were near. He squeezed them gently.

He pressed a kiss to their forehead. This was it. This was love. This was what he thought he’d found so many times, only to lose it. Though, nobody ever looked at him quite the way his spouse did. Their smile almost seemed endless and their eyes glowed impossibly bright. He saw what he felt reflected in their blue eyes.

He pulled back to spin them. In a series of hesitant gestures they made the turn. He took their other hand again, and placed it on his waist. They gave his side a squeeze and grinned. He adored their silly little antics. He responded by pulling them close again.

He lifted their chin ever so slightly with his finger and pressed a kiss to their lips. Their lips were thin but soft and they often tasted sweet. Today it was from the amount of sugar they put in their coffee. He pulled away slowly so he could savor the moment. His nose brushed theirs as they parted.

“You’re in a kissing mood,” they commented in a voice that came just barely above the music.

Dude didn't say anything, just kissed their cheek, just beside their nose, as confirmation. He pulled back to spin them, and smiled to himself at the blush creeping up their neck.

“All this time and you’re blushing,” he teased.

“Well, if you could kiss yourself-” Mike began, then cut themselves off abruptly. “I just mean you’re a good kisser.”

Dude chuckled. He pulled their body flush with his. They slid their head into the crook of his neck at an angle so that they could kiss below his ear. His eyes moved around the room, looking for anyone who might be staring at them. It wasn't a particularly lively night. It was just them, the bartender, the band, and a man staring into his empty glass. He wondered who paid the band…

The song ended, and they pulled apart again.

He couldn't seem to keep his hands to himself. He brushed some of their hair behind their ear. They looked beautiful in the light of the saloon. He admired their ashy brown waves that ended just above the shoulders and their deep-set eyes that were looking expectantly up at him. His eyes went past their short but wide nose to their thin lips to their soft jawline. The hand that had adjusted their hair moved to trace their jaw. He studied the freckles that littered their face and neck. If they weren't in public, he’d kiss every one.

“Are we leaving?” Mike asked him, which interrupted his thoughts.

He repeated their question in his head. He liked being a “we”, in a permanent sense. They wouldn't part at the end of this night. They’d go to the same room in the Hotel Alamo and sleep in the same bed.

Mike chuckled, and waved their hand in front of his face. “I asked, are we leaving? Can you hear me? You must be somewhere else with that goofy grin on your face.”

Dude finally felt the smile that his face was making. It didn't stop him from smiling.

“I’m here,” he said. “Lookin’ at you.”

“Well, are we leaving? Or are we standing here looking at each other all night?”

He nodded. “Sure. I’ll look at you somewhere else.”

Eventually they walked out to the wooden platform that would take them back down to the road. Dude leaned over the railing and looked up at the stars.

“What are you doing?” Mike asked him.

“Thanking God for you,” he replied.

They laughed.

He looked over at them. “I mean it. I never thought I’d find someone like you…especially after…well, that doesn't matter anymore.”

“I’m here for the long haul.”

Dude stood to his full height and turned around. He took Mike’s hand in his.

“I know.”

They stepped down the stairs, and started walking towards the hotel.

“I couldn't imagine it,” Mike said.

Dude tilted his head at them. “Couldn't imagine what?”

“You being alone.”

Dude had been alone lots of times. He could imagine it.

“Why’s that?”

Mike smiled sheepishly. “You’re wonderful. You’d find someone to love you, even if it wasn't me.”

He frowned. He didn't want that. He wanted what they had.

Mike looked back up at him. “Don't look at me like that. I know you picked me. I know you’re happy. I just meant if we hadn't met, you wouldn't have died alone. I don't believe that. I can't believe it.”

Dude squeezed their hand. “I feel the same about you.”

Mike smiled, in a way that still betrayed the insecurity underneath. “I know you do.”

“Good,” he said, as the final word of that conversation. “Let’s go sleep? I’m tired.”

Mike gave him a teasing smile. “You just want to be cuddled and kissed all night.”

He couldn't disagree with that. “We’ll sleep…sometime.”

With a fond shake of their head, they leaned over and kissed his cheek. He grinned at them the rest of the way to their bed.

[tonberry-yoda]

Hello dear! Can we have a fluff alphabet for Johnny Joestar?? Please, I need more things about this guy😩💕

Johnny Joestar Fluff Alphabet

notes - fluff alphabet here. YES YES YES!! Johnny is my fav joestar and such a little sweet guy!!! <3 I want the anime for SBR out NOW DUDE! Well, anyways, I really hope you enjoy and I'm sorry this took so long!

A ctivities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?

he loves the outdoors, so I think a lot of walks or picnics or dates outside

I also think he would just love cuddling, so a lot of stay in days as well with cuddles

he also LOVES deep convos, so a lot of the time, you two get into some deep stuff lol

B eauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

your smile

^ he just loves that he can make you smile and will just stare at you, even if it's not him who made you smile

he just loves when you smile dude AHHHH

C omfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?

he is SO bad at comforting you

he just can't do it

if he sees you cry, he will start BAWLING

so he tries to like hug you or something and starts crying, so you both need a little break from each other until you're ready to talk

D reams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?

he doesnt really know how to explain it

he doesnt know if marriage is in the equation, or kids

but what he does know is that he wants you in his life forever

he literally cant see a future without you in it

so he knows you will always be a big part of his life and that means a lot to him

E qual - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

I think we all know the answer...

look, you have to order a happy meal for him at mcdonalds because he gets too nervous

he's just a little guy

F ight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

YES

he HATES fighting, so he avoids it at all costs

you guys don't really argue much because communication is important

he hates if you get mad seemingly over nothing and will start crying I think

so yeah, you rarely fight and if you do, a talk ensues rather quickly and he forgives you SUPER fast

G ratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

HE IS SO GRATEFUL FOR YOU

you are his one and only and he is just baffled every day that you love him as much as you do

H onesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

he doesnt hide anything

you two are very open with each other

but he doesnt overshare

if it comes up in a convo, he'll mention it, but he never purposely hides anything

I nspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?

oh 100%

his motivation comes from you a lot!

he isnt big on getting out of his comfort zone, but with some encouragement from you, it happens a lot!

J ealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

he can be a little insecure, so yes

he knows how much you love him, but when he sees you talking to someone else, he can't help but feel a little bit jealous some of the time

to deal with it though, he will just hug you for a while and when you ask him what's wrong, he'll kind of ignore it and tell you how much he loves you

and you do the same and he's fine lol

K iss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

YES YES YES YES YES

his lips are SO SOFT

and his kisses are SO LIGHT

AND HE LEAVES LIPSTICK MARKS

GOD

he doesnt even realize how hot it is when he kisses you and when you tell him, he gets flustered tee hee

the first kiss was on a picnic date and he actually went first, pressing the smallest kiss on your lips

after that, there are a lot of kisses tee hee

L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

shaky voice

sweaty palms

and he tries to run off and trips over something, getting a bloody nose

you've been dating ever since

M arriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?

again, he doesnt know

he just knows he wants you forever

but if the convo came up and you would want to get married, he would propose like a couple days later and then you would get eloped!

N icknames - What do they call their s/o?

teddy bear (when he's feeling EXTRA cheesy)

sweetheart (rarely)

usually just your name (shortened version of it if you like that)

O n Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

F L U S T E R E D

he will just be so in love

lots of staring

clumsy

ALWAYS TRYING TO IMPRESS YOU BUT FAILING AND THEN TRIPPING OVER SOMETHING

AHHHHHH

P DA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

he doesnt mind, but it gets him way more flustered then when you two are alone

even if you just hold his hand on a walk, he will blush like crazy

kissing him though?? you killed the poor man

he does brag about you in the quietest, cutest way ever

but he still gets shy in front of others, but doesnt mind a little PDA if you initiate

Q uirk - Some random ability they have that's beneficial in a relationship.

always reassuring you that he loves you

you will never forget that he loves you

he will give you little things or just remind you every day and you know how much he really does care about you

R omance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

he can be pretty cliche

just silly little dates like dinner or picnics or something

but it's so cute nonetheless

but he will always change up date ideas based on things you like too

S upport - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?

OH 100%

literally number one supporter

always trying to let you know that you can do it!

he doesnt help you a ton because he knows how achieving it is to do something on your own, but if you ask, no hesitation, he will help

T hrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

nope! he loves you guys just the way you are and doesnt need anything crazy to be happy

U nderstanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

he knows you crazy well

like he will bring home gifts saying that it reminded him of you and you lose it because literally its something you LOVE

he is super empathetic and will always always jump to help and give you love

but he will notice when you are off and ask how you can be cheered up for sure

V alue - How important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?

he loves you SO MUCH

you are a big part of him and he doesn't want to lose you

having you by his side actually means the world and he loves your presence

W ild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

best cuddler

very soft hugs and always warm

X OXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

YESSSSSSSSS

he loves hugs and kisses and cuddles and everything you're willing to give

in private he is so so so so so so affectionate and cannot help but cuddle you all the time tee hee

always hugging you, even when you're busy

he's just like a little puppy

Y earning - How will they cope when they're missing their partner?

he doesnt like being lonely

he HATES IT

he was lonely for a long time until you came in, so when you have to be gone, he's kinda sad lol

he just sits and waits for you to get back basically

can't sleep for sure, he needs you for that lolol

Z eal - Are they willing to go to great lenghts for the relationship? If so, what kind of?

oh, absolutely!

we saw how much he did for a friend, so for someone he loves, he will do anything

LITERALLY ANYTHING

he is your number one and you are his <3

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roommates? more like roomfoes (jamil viper x gn!reader)

Where: You and Jamil become roommates, find some things to hate about each other, and the little things you do to support each other. As roommates do, of course. Inspired by this post by @viperwhispered word count: 2.6k words content warnings: -reader is not yuu, reader is in scarabia -foul language -scotch tape worldbuilding galore (ik each chara has their own room in the dorm, but let's ignore that and assume that each room wud have like 2 occupants.) -could be interpreted as pre-slash, established, or strictly platonic (don't you love the ambiguity of being roommates? you're both close and strangers at the same time i love it) ++yeah they argue but i call it ✨✨healthy conflict and banter

Here’s the thing, when you started the new school year, you were grateful that you and Jamil Viper were assigned to be roommates.

The guy was serious, put-together, and most importantly lowkey, which was a blessing in the hellhole that called itself Night Raven College.

Aside from the initial intimidation during move-in day, you were sure that this partnership would be one that you didn’t have to worry about at all.

But oh how the tables turn… you didn’t think that you could make an itemized list of Jamil Viper’s annoying habits as a roommate but here we are now:

Grocery trips with him take Fucking Forever

You know that you don’t have to be best friends with your roommate.

But! A good impression was key to building a peaceful relationship with the person you’d be sharing a living space with for two semesters.

You know that moment when you and a complete stranger initially find a similar habit that you share?

That brief moment of excitement and seeing each other’s eyes light up and thinking “hey, this person isn’t that different from me. I think they're kinda okay!" 

Take that but add the slow, horrific realization that this perceived common ground was not a similarity at all.

That’s what it feels like when doing the weekly groceries with Jamil. The experience was equal parts admiration and impatience.

“Wait hold on, how did he find that item? Weren’t they out of stock?” and “Did he really have to compare ALL the prices?” etc.

It felt like you were doing more than the required amount of shopping for college students. (Do two college students really burn through this much food?)

You didn’t have to be here, you could be seated at your study desk, hunched over your textbooks (ugh). Maybe you were just looking for an excuse to get out intent on being a good roommate.

“Are we almost done yet?” “Not yet, I’ll need to make one more round.” “Dude, we’ve already circled the store three times.” “I just need to get a few more items.” “Hey, that’s a completely new list!” Your eyes skim the neat lines of Jamil’s handwriting. “And what do you mean by ‘banquet for next Friday’? That’s a whole week from now!” “I told you that I could handle this on my own.” He checks his phone, then scowls. “Tsk… make that several more things to get.” “Seriously?!”

Maybe you should’ve taken his title of vice dorm leader as a sign of what was to come.

In the classroom, there was NRC’s fast-paced curriculum, and back at the Scarabia dormitory there were neverending banquets and parties to help prepare for.

He spontaneously decides to do a full clean of the room

Vacuuming? Really? Right at 5 in the morning?

Sure, it was the weekend and maybe he told you that he was planning to do that beforehand, but you were probably so deep into your essay writing that it probably slipped your mind.

Still, to hear the loud whir of the vacuum just before you slipped into REM sleep was pure torture.

He’s got headphones on, but you know Jamil is aware that you’re seething. He’s probably got that scheming expression plastered on his face, a ghost of a smile that betrayed the brewing malice.

Maybe this was to get you back for the few times that you put off your end of the chores. Or the messes from your alchemy mishaps* (We will revisit this.)

Actually, you don’t need to look, you can feel his pleased mood radiating through the flimsy blanket you’ve thrown over yourself in an attempt to block out the noise. An unwelcome ray of sunlight that worsened your building migraine.

And incidents like this are only the tip of the iceberg.

Coming back from classes and seeing a new rearrangement of the shared area in your dorm, or being greeted with an emptier fridge, or even getting evicted from your usual study corner as he checked for cobwebs (he wasn’t even giving the spiders enough time to start their webs!), stuff like this happened on the regular.

The surprise wore off after a while, but the irritation lingered.

“Jamil, where did my lab project go?” “What are you talking about? I only removed the food that was about to go bad—ah.” “Don’t ‘ah’ me! That’s a quarter of my grade you threw away!” “Put a label on your projects next time then!” “I was running on two hours of sleep!”

The both of you mostly resolved the argument by investing in a permanent marker and a set of sticker labels. 

Jamil also helped you remake the project (along with a heaping dose of your own practical magic to speed the process, which would dock some points, but you’d take whatever passing grade you could manage.)

See, it’s not the frequency of his cleaning that annoys you. It’s the spontaneity of it that gets on your nerves.

(And maybe, the way that he constantly does it by himself pisses you off as well.)

If he just… asked for help every now and then, you’d definitely lend him a hand. 

Not to say that you would jump at the opportunity to do so, but you would… appreciate a break from back-to-back alchemical reports.

Kalim al-Asim

At first you thought Kalim was nice, maybe fun. The guy was the polar opposite of Jamil and that was a breath of fresh air.

Until the Inciting Incident:

Once, you got up in the middle of the night and almost tripped over Jamil, who was sleeping on the floor (read: you actually stepped on his stomach and then you tripped after he grabbed at your ankle.)

Why? Because apparently Kalim decided to sleep over. Yes, he was using Jamil’s bed, completely at home, snoozing the night away as you fell into a whisper-argument with Jamil.

The rest just happened in quick succession, now you had a third person rooming with you.

Why does he come over all the time? Why does he stay just before curfew?

Sometimes you really just needed 3 straight hours of ambient silence to process readings and not some conversation about your lack of weekend plans.

Most importantly, why does Jamil just let this happen? 

He has no problem nagging you, but when it comes to Kalim, Jamil only lets the guy off with an exasperated sigh?!

Jamil doesn’t talk about himself much. Or if he does, it’s because you demanded better conversation material other than Generic Small Talk™️

“Best friends,” “Childhood friends”? Yeah right, you didn’t buy Kalim’s story for a second.

Not when you would hear Jamil lie about his own wellbeing in order to prioritize assisting Kalim.

Not when he would come back to your shared room, completely exhausted and worn out from a full day of accompanying Kalim.

And sure, you were aware of the position he held as the dorm leader’s personal attendant. But the reality of it never really sunk in.

“How… long have your folks worked for Kalim’s family?” “...For generations.” He continues stirring the container of curry-flavored instant noodles. “No, shit, really? I’m sor—” “Don’t—” Jamil gathers himself with an exhale. “Please don’t say that.” The midnight meal continues in silence until the both of you empty your plastic cups. What was the right thing to say? You couldn’t find the right words. “Give me your dishes, I’ll handle these. You should get back to your studies.” All you could feel was frustration, at yourself, at Jamil, at Kalim, angry heat building and collecting at the base of your throat, bursting, exploding— “No.” You push your chair back, gather the used dishes while Jamil blinks at you in surprise. “You know what? I’d actually prefer to uphold my end of the chores as your roommate, thank you very much.” And then you turn on your heel to dispose of the plastic containers. “At least rinse the cups before you throw them out!” “Alright, alright! …germaphobe.” “I heard that.”

He could continue babying Kalim, he already made it clear that you couldn’t intervene.

But like hell you were going to let him do the same to you.

[...]

To say that Jamil was relieved would be an understatement. If he had to endure another school year as Kalim’s roommate, his hair was going to turn gray and he would eventually be sent into a heart attack somewhere down the line.

Before move-in day, he already had a system in mind for keeping the shared room in order. But for you to shut that down and suggest something as tedious as dividing the chores…

Insert “Press X to doubt” meme here.

If you could make an itemized list of his annoying quirks, Jamil could easily write a dissertation on your shortcomings as a roommate while including a detailed appendix of tables and anecdotes.

But that was more effort than it was worth, he’d have to settle for the worst offenders:

You work in “organized chaos”

To Jamil, that is a made-up term.

If you really knew where everything was, then why did it take you at least ten minutes to dig through your belongings for your lecture notes?

Sure, he can respect your diligence towards all of your classes.

He already has his hands full with attending to Kalim, he wasn’t going to clean up another person’s mess.

But those first few weeks of the semester, goddamn.

Origami birds from practical magic nestling in a corner of the cabinet, potionology ingredients and alchemy reagents stored along with the snacks, and your many, many failures at decoding ancient texts just sitting there, undisposed.

He won’t admit it aloud, but old habits die hard. If you confront him about it, he’s giving you the offhanded excuse that he just did it with the rest of his usual cleaning.

(It was an extra two hours of getting your workspace in order, but hey! Now you don't have to trip over your things.)

Isn’t it just easier to function when your things are easy to locate? (Now stop glaring at him and tell him that he’s right 🔫🔫)

*Even though you’d try your best at keeping your things from getting mixed up with his belongings, there were still some…accidents…

“Jamil, have you seen my pollinator mimic? “You brought another one back to the dorm?” “I-It wasn’t finished! I still wanted to make some adjustments and the two hours we were given wasn’t enough and—” “What does it look like?” “It’s supposed to be, um, a ladybug about this big?” Slightly larger than your hand, oh. Jamil knows where it went. He saw its antennas peeking out from underneath your bed, mistook it for a roach, and burnt it to a crisp. “Aah, never mind, I’ll just remake it.” You give a dismissive wave and open up your textbook. “Sorry for bothering you.”

A part of him felt guilty at keeping that hidden from you.

But that went quickly away when the damn thing landed atop Jamil’s head.

You think out loud

Sometimes, Jamil wonders if you forget that you aren’t the sole occupant of the dorm.

You do know that he can hear every little curse and complaint you utter towards your coursework and professors, right?

(How envious, having the freedom to say such things.)

No, what especially annoys him are the times when you’re intent on being heard.

If you’re having back pain, then don’t fall asleep at your desk.

If you’re tired, then set some alarms and rest in bed. (No, stfu about waking up earlier, do not sleep on the floor! It’s d i r t y.)

There’s no forcing productivity. If nothing’s processing, then let yourself rest.

(And every time he’d make an attempt at helping you, you would give him a flat, distrusting look. Why were you suddenly treating him like an Octavinelle student?!)

When Jamil said that he wanted a roommate who had their priorities in order, he didn’t ask for the additional nighttime podcast.

“No, that doesn’t sound right, I must’ve messed up somewhere…” “Oh, so this catalyst causes this reaction, and this catalyst-with-a-similar-fucking-name causes a different reaction! Ughhh, I can’t memorize all of this in a night.” “This professor wants a full literature review done before Friday, does he think we’re fucking scholars?!” “If I flunk this, I could just make up the grade with the final exam, right? … Yeah right, that’s a stupid plan.” “...Why do I get the feeling that this guy didn’t do his part… Ugh, he should present this all on his own then.”

(Sure you were saying all that, but the steady hold on your pen, careful control of your magic, and intense focus on your schoolwork said otherwise.)

The rare moments that you pass by each other on the main campus, he’d see you animatedly conversing with the same professor you were cursing out or nose-deep in the nth remake of whatever homework you were close to crumpling up.

And every single time, you’d manage a polite smile and wave.

He has no trouble returning the short greeting, but the sight of you sent a flare of irritation through him.

Oh, that earnest, hardworking spirit of yours, he hates it very much.

You monopolize the bathroom

Well, Jamil thought that you were. Camping out in there, keeping the place all for yourself.

Until you step out—face blotchy, red-rimmed eyes, phone clutched in a damp hand—Jamil reflexively backs away to let you pass. Keeps silent.

It isn’t until after you retreat to the bed area that he speaks up.

“Are you…” “Oh, y’know, it’s just the usual, my grades and being a disappointment and whatnot.” You play it off with a wet laugh. Jamil then sees the semi-crumpled test papers on your desk, turns one of the pages over, sees the red marks. “Wasn’t this the test you studied all night for?”  “I don’t want to continue talking about it.” “...Alright.” Jamil returns the paper to its undisturbed state.

Trust him, he would like to leave it alone.

But the frustration of not having one’s effort pay off, of pouring one’s self so deeply into one’s work and having nothing to show for it…

Jamil knows that all too well. And to know that you struggled with something similar, he can empathize.

(He’s not at all used to being a hapless bystander, passively watching this lousy attempt at feigning to be a good student.)

Despite what you say, he’s not completely heartless. But don’t give him that benevolence shit either.

The next time that you pull an all-nighter, maybe he’ll leave out a portion of his migraine medication before he goes to morning training.

The next time that he tutors Kalim, he’ll offhandedly invite you along and maybe assist you with the parts you’re struggling with.

If you were going to be something, then at least be some kind of burden. Jamil has handled plenty of those in his life.

Call him a creature of habit, but there’s an ease that comes with your routine as roommates.

“I think Kalim brought over too much again.” “The Asim family doesn’t skimp out on their gifts.” Jamil sighs. “But it’ll be fine. I can put away the leftovers.” “Dude, these aren’t just snacks anymore, this is a meal for like ten people. Let me help with some of it—” “Looking for an excuse to get out of studying, aren’t you?” “Shut up, man!”

Sure, you had your own problems, but at least a part of him knows that you don’t have to be coddled.

You were stubborn about returning the favor, he doesn’t hate that.

A/N: i wholeheartedly believe that jamil was born a virgo because he'd be too powerful if he were chill. like imagine if he were all three: talented, pretty, and relaxed. idk it's too much for my piddly insect brain to handle. NE ways, thank you once again @jessamine-rose for being a wonderful betareader! your input is Super Helpful in fighting my second-guessing. I'd also like to thank @/viperwhispered again for making the post that largely inspired this 🥰🥰i like seeing ur takes on jamil's chara tagging a bunch of my fellow jamil simps hi it's me again, back back back again: @mochimiyaas @kaechannn @anxiously-sidequesting @merotwst @twstgo

[cloudycleric]

heyy dude i’m watching ur podcast video rn and i saw some of ur posts about it can you please go more into detail about ur thoughts on this charming man and byler cus i feel like i’ve been screaming into the void about the smiths LMAO. i didn’t really get it w this charming man but i wanna see what you think 🙏

okay so im guessing youre asking for an explanation on this charming man & dont worry i have also been screaming the smiths into the void lately. okay so my thing with this charming man is like, it doesnt fit entirely into the perspective of either will or mike but there are certain parts that i think are just so fucking byler. i think mainly the admiration that the speaker has for the charming man is what really sells it for me; it is very very clear in the song that the speaker has a real deep & passionate admiration for him (& maybe even a crush but i dont think morrissey is ready for that talk yet & also, as a jewish person, he can go to hell.)

we got the first verse & ough DOGGIE this one is real byler coded. "puncture bicycle on the hill side desolate" could be a lot of things but the specific bicycle imagery sticks out to me a lot for obvious reasons i'm sure, originally thinking i was going to talk about how the lyric could parallel the swing set meeting since mike too in a way was left stranded looking for help during that moment before he went up to will,

BUT, i think it fits in even better when you consider will's absence from hawkins. "punctured bicycle on the hill side desolate" could also be imagery of will's bike, because god knows where it is now, & mike is seeing it just in complete misery.

the next line "will nature make a man of me yet?" okay when i tell you i have an interpretation for this one i MEAN IT. nature, in this line pretty obviously, refers to forces beyond one's control, & i once again think this is coming from mike's perspective (thought it could be easily applied to will's). okay hold onto your horses because this one is the wildest in the west

"will nature make a man of me yet?" – mike wheeler's internalized homophobia makes him unable to view himself as a real "man." by the forces of nature taking will away from him, perhaps he views this as a way of the universe trying to make him "man up" or whatever. i know that one makes me giggle so much. it hits harder if you think about it in terms of mike's obliviousness because ough thats so good, but it also can apply to will in the same way now that he's been separated from mike. but im sorry from mikes perspective it hits so much harder

OKAY now we're moving to will's territory. the next line i want to talk about is "why pamper life's complexity when the leather runs smooth on the passenger seat?" a big theme in this charming man is how the charming man is of a very higher class than the speaker, which can definitely be said about will & mike. so, this could be explaining will talking about how mike's situation is different than his, i have a deeper better explanation,

i think this line could refer to "why think about all the fucking shitty things ever when mike is so great." it's super implied in the show that mike & will always turn to each other when theyre going through a rough period, or that mike is always protective of will/wants to make sure that he's okay, so i think this may be will talking about why he should deal with the outside world, in terms of trauma or homophobia or whatever, when he can just chill out with mike & not have to worry about all that

okay, so. i don't want to talk about the "i would go out tonight" line because i don't really think it applies here & that's okay. but what i WILL go over next is the "this man said, 'it's gruesome, that someone so handsome should care,' " line because all i can think of when i see this scene is in s4 when mike & will are burying the body in the desert & will cant help himself but stare at mike. it's probably really "gruesome" (fucking AUGHHHH terrible) that someone as handsome as mike should care about him & his problems when he thinks that the probability of them getting together really sucks. even though his personality is great too, mike is a very good looking guy i will say myself & i have also thought this since i was a youngin. so the way that he is just so beautiful to will & also to anyone with eyes makes it even worse to be pining over him because god, he's just so fucking pretty?

"jumped up pantry boy, who never knew his place" once again talking about the difference in class between the speaker & the charming man. though i wouldn't go as far to describe will as a pantry boy. but guess what? will never knew his place until after he found mike.

okay finally the last two lines of the chorus but i analyze them out of order;

the "he knows so much about these things" is like OUGH that is VAN SCENE BEHAVIOR. i could 100000% see mike going "will knows so much about these problems i have & exactly how to fix them" or whatever, & in a metaphorical way you could make the argument that will is trying to communicate something along the lines of "return the ring" but trying to get a 1:1 match for that line is a bit tricky & a lot of a stretch since will is trying to convince mike to go for it, BUT what im trying to get at is that the line could parallel how will is giving love advice to mike in the same way that the charming man does to the speaker, & the speaker is as entranced with the charming man as mike is with will

I HOPE THIS ANSWERS YOUR QUESTION! i should really organize this into a manifesto or something

[naraven]

Dear @mochinon-yah,

Hello, Operator! For your next mission, we have decided to pair you up with the following operator(s):

AAK

On your first ever mission for Rhodes Island, you were assigned along some other experienced operators and also a feline who was sitting off to the side, looking rather uninterested. Maybe in a move to calm your nerves, you take in a deep breath and headed over to his side

As you introduce yourself to him, he starts to grin to himself, all while your nerves worsen as he opens his mouth.

"Hehe, watch out my dude. A Zalak like you is easy prey on the battlefield to someone like me."

Oh no.

Luckily though, the operation went well. Suffering only a couple minor injuries, you didn't expect the Feline from earlier to be the one bandaging you up.

"Oh, are you a medic operator? I didn't know that."

You muse at him. He quirks an eyebrow, but turns back to dabbing a bit of alcohol on your injuries, resulting in you wincing a little.

"Nah, just someone who doesn't like seeing people hurt. Some advice, my dude, but keep an eye out for projectiles. Those seem to be your weak spots."

You pout, silently resigning as he wraps up the last of your wounds. Admittedly, yes, you were the most injured by enemy casters and snipers.

"Names Aak, by the way. Nice to meet you, Operator [Y/N]."

Eh? You never told him...

Soon enough, you start seeing him more and more. Sure enough, he's more so a pharmacist rather than a medic. You passed by and noticed him in a lab once, and his sinister cackling captivated you (for some reason).

He's a lot more chill than your first impression of him. Both of you bond over the latest comics and video games, and start staying up late talking and bonding over them.

It's a bad habit that you both started, but time seems to move twice the speed when you start ranting about the newest trailer for a video game you both enjoy or getting ready to binge a new comic all night.

He won't admit it, but your pure and simple way of life is something he admires. Maybe, he thinks, he can live a life unburdened by his medical past with you.

In a lone dorm room , the sounds of a video game on the screen and the mashing of controller buttons enter the ears of the two inhabiting the dark.

After a tense moment, the Zalak yelps as the screen starts flashing LOST on her side of the screen.

"Oh, c'mon! Let me win for once, please?"

Aak only snickers, reaching for the thrown controller and handing it back to you. When you take it graciously, you wait a while for Aak to start another game before it turns into a whole minute of just sitting there.

"Aak? What's wrong?"

He stares at your wrist, and you suddenly flinch at the memories of your most recent operation.

"Aak, I'm-"

"When did that happen?"

The crystals that started blooming on your left arm suddenly felt like they were melting into your skin again for the first time.

"You know the most recent mission I went on, right? There was an unexpected death of an Infected, and I guess I wasn't far enough from the explosion..."

He continued his staring. After a while, your thoughts started running a bit too much.

"I mean, I can leave if you want. I know Oripathy can spread really quickly, I should have known better than to come into your room without telling you-"

"No!"

Just as you start to stand, both you and Aak stare at each other in pure panic. Realizing he was touching the growing black rocks on your skin, you rip is away from him and hide it behind your back.

"Sorry, I should have told you, my bad..."

He continues to stare at where your infection was.

"I'm not angry, my dude. I just... wish you would have told me."

So I could help you.

You flinch. Well, you were going to tell him, but it completely slipped your mind when you came back to Rhodes Island and saw him again.

"Well, it doesn't really matter now." He mumbles, suddenly standing up himself.

"Aak...?"

"There's no cure, so I can't save you in a way that can help you live. But..."

He muses, grabbing your arm again. When you try to hide it from him, he grips a bit harder and exposes it out in the air.

You stay deathly silent, wondering what he might say next as you hold your breath.

"Well, medicine in all things eventually becomes moot. Until then, little Zalak..."

He brings your hand closer to him, your palm cradling his cheek.

"I'm afraid that I'm the best you've got."

[goldenamberhoney]

Shy Mistakes

Warnings: None!

Pairing: Xavier Thorpe x fem!reader

Summary: Xavier plans to ask Y/N out but he’s too nervous to do it. 

Everyone knew that Xavier had liked Y/N for ages. And the feelings were mutual, however, everyone knew except the actual lovers. Ironic, right? Anyways, Ajax had finally pestered Xavier enough for him to devise a plan to ask you out. “Dude, it has to be special,” the brunette boy groaned, looking out the window and rolling his eyes at Ajax’s one hundredth suggestion for how to do it. “I’m not a match maker,” the Gorgon shrugged, throwing his hands in the air. 

“Fine, I’ll write a letter or something,” Xavier said, eyebrows furrowed as he grabbed his best fountain pen. He had bought it ages ago from Jericho, the ink being a beautiful, sparkling blue that reflected in the sunlight and changed colour with the feelings of the letter. Perfect. Laying down a sheet of canvas paper which he had ripped from one of Ajax’s workbooks, he began with small hearts followed by vines creeping around the sheet. You, meanwhile, were sitting on your bed, deep in conversation with Enid. “Who do you think is the cutest boy?” she asked, hands together as you groaned. 

“You always ask this one. Xavier, obviously,” you said, raising hout voice over her snort of disapproval. “As if! Ajax, obvs,” she rolled her eyes as you scoffed. “In your dreams!” you exclaimed, hands on hips as Enid rolled her eyes. “He’s by boyfriend, however, Xavier isn’t your-“ she began but you whacked her round the head with a pillow. “Shut it, Sinclair,” you snapped as she gasped. 

She grabbed her own, picking it up and hitting it round your head, a squeal escaping your lips. Just then, a piece of paper was slipped under your door, making you both stop and frown. “What the heck is that?” Enid asked, eyes wide as she bent down to pick it up. “It’s addressed to you,” she shrugged, handing it to you as you skimming over the words. It was a love letter. “Who’s it from?” Enid asked, looking over your shoulder ad you frowned.

“It doesn’t say,” you said wonderingly, putting the letter delicately in your drawer. A secret admirer? You shrugged it off and went to sleep, opting to go back to the letter tomorrow. You went to Botany as your first lesson, accidentally being a few minutes late due to the little fight you had had with Enid over which nail polish colour would suit you better. You walked into the class, seeing one open seat at the front of the room and taking it quickly.

“Hi, Y/N,” Xavier smiled, his eyes lifting up from his book. “Xavier,” you smiled, cheeks slightly red. You had liked the boy for ages, not truly knowing if he had the same feelings for you. Ajax was on your left, a soft smile on your face, wondering if you were going to act on the note. “Sooooo, anything interesting happen yesterday?” the artist smiled cheesily, the grin slightly lopsided.

“Someone left a note for me,” you said, eyebrows furrowed, what harm could it do in telling him? “Oh really? From who?” he asked, voice slightly high-pitched as Ajax avoided eye-contact, knowing fully well who the note was from. “I don’t know, it wasn’t signed,” you said thoughtfully, missing the look both boys gave each other. Your eyes weakly drifted to Ajax’s open notebook, seeing the tear in the page. You recognised that kind of paper. That was where the note was from.

But Enid…

You shrugged it off, deciding to carry on with your work before you caught up with Xavier. “What’s up?” he asked, seeing the crease in your brow. “Ajax left me a note,” you said straightforwardly as his eyes widened. “That’s not from Ajax!” he exclaimed, making you jump slightly as his hands went to his hair. “What do you mean? How do you know?” you asked, arms crossed. “Because I wrote it!” he cried, your eyes widening.

“You’re kidding,” you whispered, cheeks red. “Yes, god, Y/N, I’ve been in love with you for ages and I didn’t know how to do it and you’re probably not gonna go out with-“ he rambled but you giggled before pressing your lips to his soft lips, a gasp of surprise being muffled by your lips against his.

[emiikosblog]

nah, bc I feel like this would be katsuki if yall first met at the beach. 😭🙏🏼

( NOT MY ART. )

katsuki was just laying down, with his arms behind his head. grinning softly to himself as he caught girls staring at him after walking by. proud of himself, his sunglasses blocked the sunlight from messing up his eye vision. he’d soon pass out, his nephews were just running around and splashing each other with the salted water.

you’d glance around and find him in your gaze, his toned abs made you get distracted easily. one of your friends spoke to you, loudly because they were playing music. “ dude, what are you— ohhh.. check it out girls, she’s looking at some hot guy. ” your friend smirked, elbowing your side softly whilst your other friends snickered.

“ you should go talk to him! ”

“ yeah, I’m sure he’ll be hard to get thooo! ”

“ guys, leave her be. this, this is teenage love at first sight for her. ”

“ exactly! ” the two of your friends spoke to your other one, you’d sigh and stand up slowly. all of your friends squealed, one slapping your butt before you turned around towards them. your friend beside you threw a beach ball at you, cheering you on.

your face flushed red, catching the ball right on time. you inhaled deeply and started walking towards him, continuing to hear your friends cheering loudly but also muffled cause the music was still playing. once you reached over to his destination, you glanced down at his body again. “ holy.. ” you said quietly, digits covering your mouth. “ uh, hello.. uhm, ” not knowing of what else to say, you’d blink. not really knowing if he was staring at you or not, you slightly bent over. “ hey, uh.. are you alright, sir? ” a soft smile was shown upon your lips, speaking kinda loud. once he slowly lifted his glasses up, his tired crimson orbs were shown, admiring him even more as you’d awkwardly giggle.

“ are you alright? ” you spoke softly to him, his eyes quickly sparkled after seeing you. he’d blink hard, stammering on his words for once, his tired, deep voice cracking for a moment. “ yeah, I’m good. what do you need, anyway? am I bothering you? ” he said in a slight annoyed tone afterwards, sitting up before crossing his arms against his chest. “ no! uh, I was just wondering if you have.. snap? ” you’d now realize you forgot your phone, groaning to yourself in disappointment.

“ huh? do you want mine? I mean, you could type yours in. ” another proud grin was shown on katsuki’s lips, uncrossing his arms to grab his phone quickly, typing in his password before opening SnapChat. going onto the search bar, lifting his electronic up to you. you’d blush embarrassingly, grabbing his phone with your spare hand, searching your account before adding yourself and handing his phone back to him.

“ uh, bye now! ” you’d turn your body and walk towards your friends, hearing them cheer again as your face flushed red.

“ uncle has a girlfriend!! ” katsuki’s nephews yelled, laughing afterwards, leaving katsuki red as well.

( UGH, i switched up the hat with a beach ball. sorryyyy. )

[invisiblegarters]

Only Friends Ranking - Ep 1

Will probably never liveblog this one because I'm watching with a friend (if you read this you're the best thank you for putting up with me and my crazy lol) and so we mostly talk to each other during. :D Never done that before and I have to say it's already a blast.

So now that I am slightly more coherent and not just flailing about making high pitched sounds and flapping my hands (I believe I can fly) here's how I feel about our characters and their relationshipsI re:

Characters (Most to Least Fave atm)

Sand: As expected, I adore him. He's so tough but such a marshmallow underneath, I worry because it looks like he's signing himself up to get his heard trampled, and much as I enjoy First's tears (me and all of GMMTV I think), I just hate knowing that he's gonna be going through it, haha. Sand protector indeed. Heartbreak sucks and he's gonna feel it firsthand here. I really enjoy how irritated he is 90% of the time but I am worried that Ray of all people is gonna be his bi awakening. Please BL Jesus no. Also I hope he keeps his backbone because one thing I can't stand is a character who gets spineless the second they fall in love. Also please don't make him sing anymore I adore him but a singer he is not. He really does have the look though. Impeccable vibes.

Boston: Second fave right now, also as expected. I just love his slutty, slutty ass. Love that he mixed business with pleasure to mess around with Top again and instead he has to deal with Top setting his sights on Mew. Love that he's hooking up with everyone, no wonder Neo was like "I never have any clothes on" lol. Whether or not he cares about Top as a person, he is definitely feeling some kind of way about Top not wanting a repeat of their hookup (and Top has already told him this. Boston, babe. Either you are smitten or you are just that much of a narcissistic asshole. Could go either way really). I adore him and every ridiculous bone in his body. If they want to bring in a new dude every episode for him to go at it with I would not say nay.

Chueam: I knew she'd be high up on the list because Lookjun, but I would like April to appear please. I love how encouraging she is towards the whole TopMew thing, and girl, I feel you on the "have some fun, get laid, he's hot" thing. Lesbians next ep please

Mew: First surprise for me. I adore this guy. Adore him. He knows exactly what he's worth and he's paying attention, my guys - he clocked Top pretty fast so you can't tell me he's not fully aware of both Boston's and Ray's feelings (still loathe the idea of a RayMew endgame but mostly because the Ray of it all, lol). He's pretty and quiet and doesn't like to party like his friends so everyone assumes he's this naive dumbass (and I mean everyone - I think from Top to Ray to Boston to Chueam they all see him much the same) who doesn't know what he's about, and yet he keeps showing (not telling, this is Jojo at work and I love him for it) that he really, really isn't. Top is going down, my guys. Mew is gonna wreck this man so hard that he's not going to know which way is up and I for one am here to see it go down. If he makes out with Sand a little about it I wouldn't complain (I know, but hey. I can dream).

Nick: I admire a dude who will put a thirst pic on another dude's phone as a come on. I appreciate that he knows what he wants and he's going for it, and I anticipate he's gonna go full on crazy in a way no one expects when things start to go bad with Mr. Boston, and I am fully seated and waiting with the biggest of grins on my face.

Ray: I knew he would be awful, and I am so so happy! I can't tell you how pleased I am right now - he's awful! The way he grabbed Sand's face like he was a prize dog at a show and not a person

(exhibit A)

was pitch perfect, I hate his guts (mostly affectionate). And yeah yeah deep-seated insecurities and probably daddy issues blah blah I don't care. I'm nine thousand percent positive he's only going to get worse and I am here for it. I do like that we can already see exactly how needy he is - he's going to be so needy and I fully expect him to lash out the second he feels like he's needed in return because he's so used to taking, I want to see him and Sand really go at it once Sand gets fed up with the bottomless black hole of need he clearly is (please Sand get fed up with it), especially since it's clear that the only person he's willing to give concessions to is Mew. I desperately want Sand to wreck him but well. I also highly doubt it'll happen. We'll see. I fully expect that I will hate him for real at some point (it's on my bingo card) but if anyone can drag me around to loving him in the end it's Khaotung. Hopefully there's growth in store for him, else he'll get boring very quickly.

Top: Ah, Top. SO OTT that you know he absolutely doesn't mean it. WHen he grabbed that mic I was so terrified. I can barely handle whateverthehell First was doing I can't do Force as well. Please don't put me through it I will cry. He's just...not my favorite. Yes he's a playboy and yes he's gonna say a lot of playboy things and I honestly can't wait to see Mew destroy him.

Relationships (most to least fave)

Currently, I want to know what is up with Top and Sand so badly that it is painful. I desperately want them to be bitter exes but my real guess is that Top fucked around with someone Sand cares about and he hates him good for it, while Top has no clue who Sand even is. My first guess is a relative but could just be a close friend. Sand hates him though, and I love it. I want them to angrily make out about it.

MewTop has me in a chokehold right now, completely unexpectedly. I am not a ForceBook fan - they were cute in Enchante but I had not time for ABAAB so I expected they'd be meh to me. Not so. I'm obsessed. I can't wait to see them implode and for Mew to go full crazy.

BostonNIck: Again, I just think Nick is gonna go off in a way no one expects. It's always the sweet, quiet ones (see: Mew, even though I don't actually think he's all that sweet really).

RaySand: I like their antagonistic thing but I'm really incredibly not here for Ray being Sand's first bi experience, although I think it would make sense for Sand, who is way sweeter than his tough exterior implies (compare this with Mew, who has the sweetest of exteriors but I suspect could easily cut a bitch and not even flinch), to fall head over heels for the first guy who comes along and rocks his world (and whatever else you can say about Ray - and I'm sure I at least will - I'd bet cash money he is very very good in bed). This was honestly the one I thought would have me in a chokehold in spite of myself so I'm surprised to be less invested in it than I am the other two right now. I assume once the angst really kicks in though it'll get me even though I'd rather it not, because the one thing that will always be true about me is I love angst.

Also I was today years old when I discovered that some people think that First and Khaotung have no chemistry. This bluescreened my brain for a good five seconds, lol. Send help.

In conclusion

I really liked the ep. It gave good set up and a good foundation for all the mess that we know is to come, also I lost the betting pool on who Boston was messing around with in the trailer (I hoped Ray, guessed Papang, was blindsided by Drake). I would love to chat about this with any and everyone. because I don't want to annoy my watch buddy too much and yet I am already obsessed and fear I might. I'd apologize for the person I am about to become but well, I'm not really sorry. 😊

I am also very much looking forward to the meta that is going to come out of people much smarter (and less prone to making silly jokes) than me.

Only Friends Era let's goooo!