#oh yeah. he got a nose piercing. cause why not

[shmorp-mcdurgen]

Thought about how Seth would look after the events of “Fateful Reuinion”, cause. He definitely looks different I think

[cupid-styles]

Oh fuck tattoorry piercing his girl’s nipples would be so hot specially with how much she loves humiliation that entire interaction would be so sexually charged

this took me FOREVER but I hope you enjoy!!!!

part of the tattoorry/plugrry world

word count: 3k

content warnings: piercings (mentions of needles), spicy but no smut

masterlist | talk to me

. . .

"Wait, you're being serious?"

Harry huffs out a laugh, sticking his chopsticks in the to-go container of veggie lo mein. "Of course I'm being serious. Why would I lie about that, dovie?"

His response, though not meant to make her feel bad, makes her shrug, a warm blush blooming over the expanse of her cheeks. She stuffs another bite of dumpling in her mouth, chewing it thoughtfully to save her from further embarrassment in front of her boyfriend. 

"Don't feel bad," he murmurs, his large palm finding the space between her shoulders, rubbing her sweatshirt-clad skin comfortingly. Her eyes stay glued to the television in front of them, where they're watching the newest episode of Ru-Paul's Drag Race per Y/N's request. (She's never watched it before and Jo, the receptionist at St. Mark's Social, told her she had to. Y/N's been steadily binging it for weeks. Harry pretends like he doesn't love it, but he's secretly just as invested.)

"Dove, look at me," he sighs, placing his food on the coffee table. She does, positioning herself to face him and flittering her eyes up to his face. He looks tired, but they both are. It's been a long week of work and school — however, Y/N was able to get an interview for the bookstore on campus, which ended up causing her a lot of stress and anxiety. It ultimately went well and they said they'd be getting back to her soon. Even if it wasn't the bookstore she wanted to work at, it was still a source of income that would hopefully replenish some of her savings and help her pay rent and bills. 

"I shouldn't have laughed, I'm sorry I did that," he says softly, "It's just a given to me, because of my work. Nipple piercings aren't otherworldly, like they probably are for you."

She shouldn't be nitpicking, but somehow that hurts just as badly. Sometimes, she feels like a child around Harry. It's as if he's lived a thousand lives in the adult world and she's just recently gotten to have a smidgen of those experiences. 

"It's not otherworldly," she says the word like it's an insult, and Harry has to press his lips into a line so he doesn't laugh, "I just didn't know people got them."

Clearing his throat, he forces himself to put on his professional piercer-and-tattooer face, "Yeah. It's something that anyone can get and I've done a fair amount of them. Semi-painful in the moment with a long healing time. They can look good on the right person, though."

That causes her eyebrows to nearly shoot up to her forehead. 

"What do you mean, the right person?"

"You're just a nosy little thing tonight, aren't you?" Harry fires back with a smirk. She goes to cower with deflated shoulders but he instantly makes a tsk-ing noise with his mouth, grabbing her hands to keep her close, "I just mean, like any piercing, it doesn't always look right on the person. Sometimes people get nose or eyebrow piercings and it's like, oh, that's fine. But sometimes it's as if their anatomy looks complete with the piercing — almost like it's meant to be there, if that makes sense."

It doesn't, but it only continues to pique her curiosity even more. 

"What about me?" 

"What about you?" Harry chuckles, using a hand to smooth her hair down. 

"What piercings would look good on me?"

He smirks at her little game. She plays this sometimes, and he assumes it only comes from a place of true wonder. When they talked about the drugs he's done before, she asked which ones he think she'd like. (None, except maybe for weed, but she has to get her anxiety under control before she tries it.) They went over different styles of tattoos when Y/N was interested in his work, especially when he explained that his are just a hodgepodge of designs, some with meaning, some without. (He said she can get whatever she wants if she decides on something one day, but he's particularly partial to a little "H" on her bum.) And now, she wants to know what piercings would fit her. 

"You can get whatever you'd like, dovie," he replies, "Just as long as I'm the one doing it."

She rolls her eyes and leans her shoulder against the plush of the couch cushion. "Yeah, but you're the professional, Harry! You know what would look best on me."

"Anything would, you're gorgeous."

"That's a cop-out answer and you know it!"

Harry laughs loudly and places his hands atop her shoulders, "Okay, okay. Let me think, dovie. I need to assess my client."

"Oh, you're being a professional now?"

"Shhhh!" he exclaims, and it only makes her laugh harder. He's already gone to that focused place, though, with wandering but fixated eyes and that small crinkle between his eyebrows. She feels bashful beneath his gaze, blinking her eyes as he analyzes her facial features. She's watched him work before, but for some reason, this in particular reminds her of the first time they met, when she sat in on him tattooing Mai. She remembers the way her stomach warmed and her core throbbed at his attuned facial expression, similar to how it is now.

"Okay," he murmurs. Slowly, he reaches up to gently tap at the side of her nose. "I think you'd look very pretty with a small nose piercing."

"Really?"

He nods. "Yes, but you're beautiful with or without, so it doesn't matter. Plus, I can't have my girlfriend looking cooler than me."

She's not surprised at the way he instantly returns to his teasing self, even if it's not exactly the answer she was fishing for. She watches as he leans forward to grab his carton of noodles. With her tongue peeking out to moisten her lips, she attempts to grab his attention again.

"What about...?" she glances down at her chest. Harry looks at her with a quirked eyebrow. Her form is currently swallowed up in a sweatshirt that's a few sizes too large, so she realizes she's not being entirely specific about what she's asking. "Like...?"

"Huh?"

She sighs frustratedly, "My boobs!"

"Oh," Harry's eyes widen, flickering down to her covered breasts, "You wanna know if you'd look good with nipple piercings?"

She nods, nibbling on her bottom lip. She watches at the cogs turn in his brain, his gaze meeting hers a moment later. 

"Need to see 'em." he says decidedly. 

She huffs out a chuckle as he helps her peel her sweatshirt off, leaving her in a comfortable bralette. It's pale pink and sheer, but with Harry's hands splayed across her ribs, he still pulls the fabric down. In an instant, her nipples are stiff and peaked from the cold air, and she's attempting not to feel sheepish underneath his intense eyes as they flicker between her breasts. 

"I don't know why I'm even contemplating it," he says, though it's mainly to himself, "Of course you'd look hot with them. You're you."

He looks up at her with a goofy grin before pressing a kiss between them. She blushes.

"You think so?" she asks as her hand finds the back of his neck. He nods, eyes flickering closed when her fingertips play with the shorter, curly tendrils. 

"Of course."

"Would you do it, then?"

Harry's eyes shoot open. "Wait, what? I thought we were just... talking, I didn't think you were being serious."

Y/N shrugs, "I dunno, I kind of like the idea of it."

"Dovie... you only have your ears pierced," he mumbles, sitting up and reaching to gently touch her ear lobes, "If this is something you'd seriously want, I'd want you to think about it for at least, maybe, a few days, not just 10 minutes."

"I've never done anything impulsive, though," Y/N says through a whine. He understands it, and his face crinkles some at her request. "You've gotten tattoos while you were drunk! O-or given stupid ones to yourself!"

"I know, baby," Harry coos, "But those were stupid decisions and I don't want you to make the same ones. You're so much better than that."

She sighs dejectedly. He presses a kiss to each of her cheeks, then to her nose. 

"I get it, dove, really. And by all means, I'd rather you get an impulsive piercing than a tattoo. But the healing time is really long, and it is painful. I just don't want you to regret it or... or get mad at me, either."

Y/N's heart softens a bit, nodding her head as she worries her bottom lip between her teeth. "No, I understand." 

"If you still want them in a few weeks or months, I'm more than happy to be the one to do it," he says softly, reaching down to give her hand a small squeeze. She perks up a little at that, and he smiles. "Just give it some more thought, okay?"

. . .

Harry really, truly thought Y/N would never mention the whole nipple piercing thing again.

It turns out, his girl is way more stubborn than he could have ever anticipated, because it's been four weeks since then and she still wants them. 

In fact, she's currently sitting in his little work zone, where he tattoos and pierces other clients. Not his girlfriend.

"Are you sure?" he asks for the thousandth time. In the time since she first brought it up, she's done tons of research, including asking Harry just short of a million questions. He appreciated her enthusiasm towards education, but talking about nipple piercings as soon as he finished up work wasn't always ideal. Still, though, he made sure to entertain anything she had to ask, even catching her looking up different jewelry styles and what it looked like on different people. 

And, as soon as Jo accidentally overheard Y/N talking to him about it, of course she offered to show her own. Harry wanted to bang his head into a wall as he listened to them excitedly chatter in the corner, right after one of his employees bared her entire chest to his girlfriend. It had to be some type of workplace violation, only Harry served as the closest thing to Human Resources at the shop — and, considering they sold weed on the side, he didn't think he had much of a case against Jo.

It just so happened that Y/N got out of classes early on Wednesday and Harry hung around the shop those days, making deals and doing boring business administration things. When she asked if she could come by to get her piercings done, he reluctantly said yes. 

It wasn't that he didn't absolutely love the idea of it — he did, actually, and his mouth nearly watered at the imagery it created in his brain. What he did hate was the thought of causing his girl any kind of pain. He was still in the camp of being fearful that she'd get angry at him if she didn't end up liking it. But her excitement towards it never wavered, and he would never be one to tell her no.

"Yes, I'm sure," Y/N replies, wringing her hands together in her lap. "I'm nervous, though."

"That's normal, dovie. Just try your best to relax, it's only me."

She nods as he shuts the door to give them some privacy. He never does that with clients, but he wants to make sure he's making it as comfortable as a process as possible — and, maybe he's keen on ensuring no one else gets a peek. 

He busies himself with sanitizing his tools, washing his hands, and eventually pulling a pair of latex gloves on. He wishes he could make it a more fun experience for her, but the whole thing is quite medical.

"You already picked your jewelry out, right?" he asks lowly. She nods her head as she watches on. 

"Mhm. I sent you a picture of it last week."

"Right, these simple pink barbels, hm?" 

The piercing jewelry she'd chosen were pretty spot on to Y/N's aesthetic of being uncomplicated and feminine. When he saw what she picked, he immediately told her that it would fit her perfectly. 

"Alright, I'm gonna clean them and then we can get started. Still feeling good?"

She nods again. 

"You gonna tell me if you're gonna pass out again, baby?"

She scowls, remembering back to fainting from her first ear piercing. The sour, twisted frown on her face makes him laugh. 

"That's still so embarrassing." she mumbles. On the newly cleaned workspace, Harry shakes his head, placing the sanitized jewelry and piercing supples down on it. 

"Not embarrassing. Cute, actually," he corrects, peeling his gloves off. "Okay. I'm gonna help position you, is that okay?"

"Do you do that for every client?"

He narrows his eyes at her playfully, "No, you jealous little fiend."

She pulls her sweater off, revealing a pale blue baby tee. He swallows as she lays back on the extended table, taking a deep breath to surely calm her nerves. He gently squeezes her wrist, hovering over her form as she gets comfortable. When she shoots him a small nod, he smiles, flipping her shirt up. 

"Okay, baby," he says, smoothing his hand over her stomach, "I'm sure you read this in your... insane amount of research—"

"Not insane."

He nods curtly, "Right, not insane," he quickly corrects. "Anyway, your nipples have to be hard for this. It helps with the placement."

She issues another silent nod his way but doesn't move to do anything. With a small smile, he gently cups her breast. 

"Do you want me to?" he asks, his tone dropping lowly. She's not quite sure what he's even asking to do, but she still provides an affirmative answer. It's not a second more before he's latched his lips around her nipple, her eyes fluttering back from the sucking sensation. It's messy, the way he alternates between each one so they're swollen with his spit, and her fingers find his long curls, tugging at them gently to press him closer to her chest. 

It feels like he's gone far too quickly, plushy, wet lips pressing a quick kiss to the valley between her breasts as he examines his work. Her mouth parts as she watches him bite his lip. 

"You're good," he pants out, though he takes a moment to adjust the growing bulge in his pants, "Need to... put gloves back on."

They're both a bit lust-driven now, but Harry's quick to meld back into his professional persona after snapping a clean pair of gloves on his hands. Y/N swallows as he analyzes her, feeling squeamish beneath his eyes. Wordlessly, he grabs a marker and places two dots on either of her nipples. 

"That's just for the placement," he explains, grabbing a mirror so she can look at where the jewelry would sit, "What do you think?"

Truthfully, they could have been completely wonky and Y/N wouldn't have noticed, let alone say anything. She trusts Harry implicitly, even if she still feels a bit hazy from the welcomed assault on her stiffened breasts.

"Good." she says with a nod, glancing up at him, "Looks good."

"Alright, baby," he replies. He turns to get the clean piercing needle from his rolling tray. "I'm gonna count down from three. I want you to close your eyes and inhale on three, then exhale on one. We'll take a short break after the first one, and then I'll do the second. Does that sound okay?"

"Mhm," she mumbles, nervously biting her lip. "Just do it, please. 'm gonna lose my nerve."

He chuckles and nods, instructing her to keep her eyes closed as he situates himself over her. 

"Okay. Three— there you go, dovie, big, deep breath— two, one."

She immediately winces from the sharp bite of pain, a noisy gasp falling from her lips. Harry silently cringes to himself — not because the piercing isn't perfect, but because he absolutely hates knowing he's the reason why she's in pain right now. 

"Keep your eyes closed, baby," he murmurs as he fits the jewelry through the first piercing, "Good girl. You're doing so good for me, hm? My strong baby."

She swallows harshly, hands balled into fists at her side. It's painful, that much is true, and she's beyond grateful when he finally finishes screwing the jewelry into place. She lets out a shaky breath and Harry coos, taking one of his gloves off to thumb her tears away. 

"Was that okay, dovie?" he asks worriedly, "We can always save the second for another day."

Y/N quickly shakes her head, "No, no. Just do the other one now, otherwise I'll never have you do it."

Harry repeats the process on the other side. The pain is just as bad, tears continuing to cloud Y/N's vision and roll down her cheeks despite her keeping her eyes squeezed close. He shushes her softly throughout it, his heart tugging. Once he's finished, he's quick to wash his hands, listening to her quiet sniffles. 

"I know baby, I know," he mumbles. He crosses the room as soon as he's done, sitting down next to her and brushing her hair back, "You did so good, you know that? 's all done, dovie, you're done."

She sniffs, batting her wet eyelashes up at him. "'s done?"

"Yeah, sweetheart." he says with a small, crooked smile. "You were so good. Took it like a champ."

"I didn't, I cried the whole time."

He chuckles and leans down to press a gentle kiss to her forehead. "Do you wanna see them?"

She nods, nibbling on her bottom lip as he stands to grab the handheld mirror. He helps her slowly sit up, hinging at the waist. He holds it up to her chest, both pairs of their eyes staring at her swollen breasts. His eyes flitter to her face to gauge her expression, scared that she hates them. 

"Wait," she mutters, cocking her head to the side, "Wait... they're kind of hot."

Relief floods Harry's system and he smirks. "You think so?" 

"Yeah," she nods, sitting up on her knees, "I know they're kinda puffy right now but... I think I like them. A lot."

Harry swallows harshly, dropping the mirror on his chair. Suddenly, he's surging towards her and taking her cheeks between his large palms, smushing their lips together like his life depends on it. It takes her entirely by surprise, and it's hurried and hot and desperate, so much so that she's panting into his mouth and gripping at his black tee-shirt. 

When he finally breaks their kiss, strings of spit still connecting their mouths, he keeps his forehead pressed against hers. Again, he glances down to get another look at her chest. 

"I love you so fucking much," are the only words he can utter out before he's pulling her jeans down to bury his head between her legs. 

[borathae]

↳ Index [Snippet #40 - Annoying]

"When Jungkook acts like the annoying idiot you fell in love with."

Genre: married life!AU, Fluff

Warnings: Kookie being annoying and cute <33, a summer holiday, our queen OC suffers from holiday indigestion rip to her, she describes her poop to him in vivid detail, listen!! they’re married and in love and the intimacy they share makes me weak

Wordcount: 1.2k

a/n: i had this thought that "dookie" would be actually a really cute (and annoying<3) nickname. And i think that out of all my bois, ogc!koo is the best candidate for such a nickname. So here we are, enjoy this cute lil fluff piece 🧡

Your husband is where you left him. He is lounging on the sun bed under the shadow of the straw umbrella, wearing nothing more than black swimming shorts and a pair of dark sunglasses perched atop his nose. The only jewelry he wears is his wedding ring, his piercings and a small fake shark tooth pendant on a leather string, which you both got from the street vendor in front of the hotel. He is currently on his phone, moving his foot in a mindless rhythm.

You and he went on a vacation together. Very far away from home. So far in fact, that you had to take a plane to get there. And it was the best decision ever. The beaches are beautiful, the ocean is clean and has just the right temperature and the hotel is gorgeous. Food is amazing as well, but there was one problem with that. You haven’t been able to take a shit ever since you started this holiday and this was five days ago. You can barely fit any more food inside, your stomach has been hard from everything collecting in there and you have been suffering from a strong tummy ache for two days already, but no matter what you did, you just couldn’t get your body to work. Jungkook had less problems this way. This complete traitor already went to the toilet three times. Unlike you, who still hasn’t been able to go.

That is until today when the sudden urge to poop overcame you as you and Jungkook enjoyed piña coladas by the ocean. You abandoned Jungkook by the beach and ran to get back to your room.

Now, almost an hour later you are back. 

Jungkook turns his head to you when he feels your presence. He lowers his phone.

“And? What’s the status?” he asks.

You lie down on the sun bed next to him, letting out a long sigh.

“I did it.”

“Yaaay, let’s go”, Jungkook cheers quietly, throwing his fists in the air in tiny motions, “no more tummy aches for you.”

“Yeah, I guess but I can’t be happy yet.”

“Why? That bad?”

“It was a warzone. You have no idea what I’ve just been through. I have PTSD just thinking about it. I had the sweats and everything, even had to take off my clothes and I kept gripping the edge of the sink and even had to put my feet up higher. I stacked like three toilet rolls for that.”

“Damn.”

“And it smelled so bad. You have no idea, I stank up the entire room so bad that I had to leave the windows open when I left.”

“Oh no, that bad?”

“Yeah, that bad. I was constipated at first until it shot outta me like a torpedo and I thought it was over until I got a tummy cramp and then I started to explosive diarrhea everywhere.”

“Ooh damn okay that sounds traumatic.”

“It was traumatic. My ass hurts and I still feel dirty even though I took a shower. With two rounds of soap. But I had to do it in like my own toxic shit fumes and I think they’re burned into my nostril hairs because I can still smell it.”

Jungkook cracks up.

“Awww baby, you’re my little stinker now”, he teases, nudging your arm playfully, “my little stinkbug.”

“No, stop, don’t call me that”, you whine, “it’s already embarrassing enough.”

“Don’t be embarrassed, my stinkbug. It’s only natural to shit.”

“I told you not to call me that”, you get out under your breath, hitting his thigh gently, “what if someone hears you?”

Jungkook snickers, “and it’s okay for you to describe your traumatising shit to me in vivid detail?”

“Yeah, ‘cause I did it quietly. I know you, you’re just gonna call me stinker for the rest of the day and that’s embarrassing.”

Jungkook snickers, “I think it’s cute. My little stinker”, he says and leans over to smooch your cheek. 

“Shut up, you’re so annoying”, you mumble, nudging his chest. 

“Mhm and you married me, so you love it.”

You roll your eyes at him, letting out a small chuckle.

“You’re annoying”, you say fondly and rest back on the sun bed. 

“I’m happy for you though”, Jungkook says, caressing your tummy gently, “I was suffering with you. Holiday indigestions are the worst.”

“Yeah, I’m happy too. Traumatised but happy.”

He chuckles, squeezing your thigh. You laugh, patting his hand. 

“Hey, my stinker?” Jungkook asks then.

“Urgh, shut up. What?”

“Can you lotion up my back? I wanna go for a swim, but I’m scared to burn”, Jungkook asks as he already turns his back to you.

“Yeah, of course”, you say, sitting up so you can comfortably reach his back. You own one of those sunscreens which comes in a spray bottle. You spray it directly onto Jungkook’s back, earning yourself a loud yelp of shock from him.

“This is so cold. No. Don’t do that”, he whines, trying to writhe away which only makes you spray more cream onto his back. 

“It’s what you get for calling me stinker”, you say with a shiteating grin on your lips. 

“Wah, you’re so mean”, he says, making you chuckle.

You place the bottle aside and connect your hands with his back to spread the sunscreen evenly. His body is very clearly warmed up from the summer heat, his back feels hot under your palms. You are sure that a swim in the cool water will do him good. 

“Make sure to get the tattoos”, he says.

“I am”, you promise him, “don’t worry.” 

“Thanks, stinky.”

“Do. Not.”

You pinch his sides, making him squeak and writhe away.

“Don’t call me that.”

You tickle him again, forcing him to laugh and fight you off with his hands. 

“Stinky, please.”

“Don’t call me that”, you warn as laughter escapes you and your fingers squeeze his ticklish waist even harder.

“Sorry fine sorry, I yield”, he gives up,  twisting around so he is facing you, “you win, don’t tickle me”, he laughs, pushing your hands away gently. 

You grin in triumph, “good.”

Then you reach for the face sunscreen, opening it.

“Good idea”, Jungkook says, closing his eyes in anticipation. 

You spread an even layer of sunscreen on his face and neck, making sure to get his ears as well. The remnants of the sunscreen, you spread on his shoulders.

“Do you need it reapplied on your arms as well?” you ask him.

“No, I managed to get everything else. It was just the back I struggled with.”

“Okay, then you’re good to go.”

“Thanks, sweetheart”, he says and gets up, “do you wanna join me?”

“No thank you”, you let out in a breathy laugh, shaking your head, “I still need to recover.”

“Okay. See you later, my dookie”, he says and grins.

“Jungkook”, you gasp, gawking at him with widened eyes.

Jungkook laughs and turns to jog down to the water with snickers of mischief leaving him. 

“You’re annoying!” you call after him with your eyes racing over the other people to see if somebody had heard him. It seems that nobody did. You are simply yet another couple teasing each other lovingly in a sea of strangers.

[jinnie-ret]

HIII so I'm the one who asked Abt the sister reader and I wanted to rq a older brother skz x adoptive little sister reader where shes 15 and cusses a lot and is always getting into trouble like piercing her ears without anyone knowing, loud introvert, things like that and how they react to it? Love ur writing btw!🫶🏻🫶🏻

rebel

stray kids x adopted sister!reader

genre: fluff

content warnings: none

word count: 0.6k

summary: the boys are too used to their little sister's rebellious ways by now, but that doesn't stop them from worrying every now and then.

Hi thank you so much!! I hope you enjoy this one! :)

As always, like, reblog if you enjoyed, and my asks are open for any requests you may have. And let me know if you'd like to be tagged when I post :)

MAIN MASTERLIST

You had just arrived back to the dorms in the morning after coming back from your friend's house and spending the day with them all yesterday. It was silly of you to think that that boys wouldn't be awake at 10am in the morning.

"Ah, Y/N, nice of you to come home," Changbin says sarcastically, arms folded as he leans against the kitchen counter.

"It's not that late...?" you tried to get around the awkward situation, as you saw all of the boys eating breakfast with their phones out, and if you looked closer you would have noticed they had it open on the groupchat they had with you, waiting for a message to know when you'd be back.

"You could have told us you'd be ok," Han sighed in relief, coming up to you and affectionately stroking your hair back, but his fingers caught your ear, where you had gotten your second set of piercings done.

"Ow," you winced, causing him to raise a brow at you.

"You good?" Felix stood next to him, the September twins wondering what was the matter.

"Yeah, yeah, it's nothing," you shrugged them off and hopped onto the kitchen counter, nicking a piece of toast from Hyunjin's plate.

"I'll let that slide only because we were worried about you," Hyunjin sighed, still giving you the side eye despite his comment.

"Why were you worried?" you bit into the toast.

"Maybe because we haven't heard from you since 2am? What were you doing up at that time anyways?" Chan sighed, walking up to you and getting up from his seat at the table.

"Just watching films and that," you shrugged, mistakenly brushing your hair back.

"Oh, and what else did you get up to?" he frowned, huffing out a breath though his nose as his finger brushed against your new piercing.

"Ow... fine I got my seconds done," you admitted, looking away.

"With what money?" Jeongin laughed, "you only went to that local gig with your friends recently, and you can afford to have another piercing?"

"There was a discount! I got it done for ₩15,000!" you said happily, feeling like you had gotten a bargain.

"Oh dear, well hopefully you've got enough money left to pay for antibiotics when you get an infection," Minho wrinkled his nose.

"What do you mean?" you frowned.

"₩15,000?! That's too cheap, who knows if the metal is good quality, or if it was sterilised," Seungmin spoke up.

"Ah, well, I'm sure it'll be fine, only live once don't you?" you waved off their concerns.

"Yep, with infected gunky ears," Hyunjin patted your head.

"Stopppp," you whined at their teasing. But you didn't expect anything less from your brothers.

"Look, next time just tell us where you are and if you're ok, yeah?" Chan sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Yeah, Felix thought you died," Changbin giggled.

"I did not! I just thought she got kidnapped..." Felix trailed off after his attempt at defending himself.

"You do worry about me a lot," you laugh poking Felix's cheek.

"You're still a child, of course we worry," he hugs you to him.

"Ah, I'm not that young, I'm mature enough," you smile at them all.

"Yeah right, we still hear you cursing like a sailor when you're on the phone," Seungmin exposed you with a smirk.

"Who corrupted our baby y/n?" Han shook your shoulders, making you almost dizzy.

"Ok, ok, calm down," you giggled at him.

"I remember when you were 11 years old, so innocent, and now look at you," Changbin cried out, putting on a fake emotional voice as he covered his face.

"Such a rebel now," Hyunjin laughed, shaking his head at the scene in front of him, as Felix clung onto you and Han, Jeongin and Minho where now inspecting your piercings.

tagged: @skz-streamer @backintomykpopphaseagain @hannahhbahng @kiraisastay

[pan-but-meh-pt2]

Hello~! I am taking the post I had from my old account and putting them here now! And what do ya know! It's spicy time! I will be starting off with dick head cannons... No one judge me lol. These will include the length, width, hair, just a general description (and maybe how good they can use it will be done later lol) NOW LET'S GET STARTED!

Warnings: Dick talk. Slightly accurate animal proportions for the beast men. Just SPICE!!!

Credits for art pieces below to rightful creator

Heartslabyul

Riddle

To start off ain't no way this boy has a big dick with all the love to him

I will say he has an average sized one, about 4 inches, 5 when hard

And it's also not that wide, but like not completely skinny either

In fact it's actually a bit thicker towards the base

I see people say this and I agree that his tip is a pretty shade of red, a little bigger than the cock but not as large as the base

Now as for hair, he is definitely well trimmed, there's just a tiny patch there that's the same red as his hair of course

Overall it's a pretty cute cock

Trey

Say it with me now. LONG AND THICK!!!

Well, ok, let's be honest, it's probably not that thick, but it's thicker than normal and you could feel it

This boy is def about e 7.5 or 8.5, no question, won't take complaints

His tip is a little bigger, but not much, and more pink then red, though it does go bright red when hard

Now the hair is well trimmed but still pretty there

Def pressing into your nose while you go down on him with your mouth

And he'd like it too lol

11/10 would look at again

Cater

Excuse me while I just slides over a card that says it's pierced

hm? I didn't say anything

But for real, I bet that boy has at least got a Prince Albert piercing right there, hitting that spot

A good 7 inches long

The width is actually pretty skinny, but that ain't a bad thing lol

Cause know what?

His tip makes up for it

Not even including the Prince Albert, his tip is pretty large, but not so large it's out at proportion

And his whole dick fades into a nice blushy pink, with the tip slightly darker cause why not!

And it is def curved up a bit so it REALLY hits

This boy has a TRAIL!!!!!!

He decorates it all nice and pretty, leaving that bit to tease his simps with (me, I am simps)

He doesn't even let it get out of control

Hot as hell and he knows it

Ace

I wanna be mean to him and day "itty bitty dick committee" but... He's slightly above average, let's admit it oops, still mean 😅

I'll be nice to him and says he's about and 5.5 in height and length smacked ALRIGHT I'LL STOP!

But yeah, like I said, slightly abovebaverage

The width is actually the thickest of the Heartslabyul boys, can stretch you pretty damn good

The tip is the same width, and a more blushy red then Riddle, but not as light as Cater's

Now his hair, uh....

It's a bit of a bush

NOT EVEN THE ATTRACTIVE WAY, LIKE A MESSY WAY

He remembers every about 2 or 3 monthsbto shave it down, and he doesn't even dobit that much

So, dick is pretty, shave down the bush and I would say a 10 outta 10

Deuce

Oh, this poor virgin boy Imao

HIS DICK IS SO PRETTY BUT SO UNUSED!!!!

Like you're saying a good 6 inches, slightly thick where it counts, and pretty beyond belief

His tip is another one that is slightly bigger than the rest, in the cutest shade of pink

His hair is also almost a clean shave, like a little trail

In total it is so FUCKING PRETTY AND I WANNA-bleeps

Ah thank you, 15/10 would recommend

Savanaclaw

Leona (animal leaning)

NOW PEOPLE KEEP SAYING HUGE DICK, AND I WANNA BELIEVE IT, BUT!!!!! BUT BUT BUT!!!!

Lion's dicks are tiny as all hell

(Don't ask why, just know I put myself through torture for entertainment)

So let's say for animal leaning he'd 3.5

HE'S HELLA THICK THO, SO HE'S GOT THAT FOR HIM!

Probably in the top 5 of thickest cocks

Gets thinner more towards the tip, but still thick

Tip is a nice pink shade, and it's only on the tip, everywhere else is the same color as his skin

Also, bumpy as hell, my lord

As little as there is it is covered in bumps and thick veins

BUSHIEST MOFO IN THE DAMN SCHOOL!!!

Like damn, take a razor to that shit, or at least trim it!!!!!

Literally Ruggie had to threaten to drag him to the bathroom and do it himself to get him to do it

(Still took to much effort to get him to do it though, my lord)

Overall, not bad, needs better maintenance though 😒

Leona (human leaning)

Just so y'all know, in future fics you will never know which type I am using, could be the more animal like or more human like lol, so good luck all you Leona simps on my page

Now, lemme just clears throat

LONG AND THICK!!!!

No matter which way, it is thick, but more human like is thick throughout, not skinner towards the tip

This man is like 8.5 inches, maybe 9, but for your sake, well say 8.5

As for the bumps they're not as bad and are now just veiny as hell

The tip is the same, along with the bush 😒

Again, big as hell, not bad to look at, LEARN TO USE A DAMN RAZOR!!!!

Ruggie

NOW THIS ONE IS THE SAME EITHER WAY!!!

Long. As. HELL!!!

Solid 7.5 hard inches on this man, no cap

SKINNY-!! Skinny, skinny, skinny! Still feels good, but don't hope for a stretch with him

In fact it could probably slide in easily!

That is.... If you can get past the tip 😈

Cause his tip is a good bit bigger than his dick!

And it has a fade to pink at the tip

Don't even get me started on the curve OOF!

I had a nice upwards curve so it really hits all the spots you want

Now for the hair...I'll admit, it's kinda bushy

NOT AS BAD AS LEONA, but probably a more tamed version of that

Also part of the trail gang (those are hella hot, convince me otherwise!)

Overall, very nice, and not bad to look at

Jack

Ok y'all, this one is hard to do animal accurate, because people are freaks and like animal dildos, but I'll try

OK, FIRST OFF, LENGTH! I'd give a solid 8 or 9!

It's actually paler then the rest of his body, with some parts a pink shade, his tip as well

Speaking of the tip, it's actually a bit smaller then the rest

Now for the width... Let's say when he's not hard it's slightly average in width, and when hard above average is the best way to describe it

It'll still feel good! So don't worry!

Now for hair I feel like he's between having almost as much as Leona or being like Ruggie and knowing how to trim it

Def more towards Ruggie, and def does it more often then those two!

But he just grows hair fast, he can't help it

A pretty good dick overall

Octavinelle

Azul

Another virgin bay with a hella cute dick!!

Now this one is more on the average side of length, slightly above, standing at 6 inches

It's actually pretty chubby/thick, specially at the center and base

A nice blushy pink throughout it Seriously, it's so pretty and cute, wtf, gimme a chance with it-COUGH COUGH, ANYWAY!

The tip is slightly darker than the rest but not by much, and is also the same size as the rest

Now for his hair-wait, I mean, what hair?

Yep, he's hairless down there! He shaves it down to the skin once it starts getting outta control ACE, LEONA, TAKE SOME DAMN NOTES!!!

He has a slight curve right and downwards, and it feels pretty good! (Specially doggy style AHEM AHEM)

Overall, 10/10, would recommend

Jade

AHEHEHEHEHE, OH BOY, THIS MAN!!!

Long, 9 inches, VEINY VEINY VEINY!!!!

Gets thicker towards the base, but still pretty damn skinny!

I don't think I said veiny, did I? Oh well, I'll do it again VEINY!!!!

He has a slight curve to the left cause reasons 😃

Now, let's talk hair

Not bad down there, like there's some, but it's not a bush

And I'mma say it hey, no, stop. I'mma say it-HE HAS A TRAIL!-knocked out

Ugh, what? Oh

So yeah, pretty damn good dick

Floyd

Well...they are twins...in every sense 😅😅😅

The hair is also worst down there

DICKS ARE NEAR IDENTICAL!!!

SAME LENGTH, SAME WIDTH, SAME TYPE OF TIP, IDENTICAL!!

Now here are the differences

Instead of the left Floyd's curves to the right (you'll have to guess why~)

For Floyd I would say he is the less clean down there version of Jade, he is way more scruffy and jacked up down there

So I'll say, if he cleans it up a bit, he's golden

Scarabia

Kalim

OH BOY, YALL BETTER BE READ FOR THE LEVEL OF SIMPING THESE TWO BRING OUT OF ME, LIKE DAMN!!!!! WHY THE WHOLE DORM GOTTA BE ATTRACTIVE!?!?!?!

Ahem, ahem anyway, onto the dicks!!!

.... Pierced, AHEM I MEAN WHAT?!?! But fr, he had a Jacobs ladder and a reverse prince albert, cause why the hell not 😅

Now, the length is more on the average side, standing at 5 inches

The width is pretty good!

Slightly above average but thicker towards the base

The tip is a vibrant red against his skin, as thick as the base, and just UGH, HE'S SO ATTRACTIVE!!!

Now the hair....meh, it's a bit of a bush, but more of a controlled bush

Overall, 10/10

Jamil

.... I am such a simp for these two 😂😂😂

ANYWAY, LET'S START OFF, HE'S 7 INCHES!!!

I feel like he'd be pretty damn veiny, with a very prominent one on the top of his dick

The width, more on the skinny side, but will still have a slight stretch for him

The tip!! His tip is more of a dark red, blending into his skin and fading halfway down

It's also the same width of the dick too

Now the hair is fairly tame down there!

...but he does have a trail and it's hot as HELL!!!!!!!

Ahem! Hey, don't hit me, I stopped-! knocked out again

Ugh, anyway, hella hot, 15/10, would recommend

Pomefiore

Vil

OK, LET'S START OFF WITH HE'S PART OF THE LONG GROUP, GODDAMN!!!

A good 8 inches, with subtle veins

His width is on the skinnier side like Jamil, but also like Jamil, will give you astretch!

Like himself, his dick is just so pretty!

Ugh, I hate this pretty boy

/jk I actually don't mind him

Ok, back on track with the tip

His tip is slightly bigger then the width, and a nice pink shade

Now for the hair, if you think he doesn't take care of his hair down there either, you'd be wrong!

Like Cater, he knows how to decorate it to be pretty for his simps, so there is a barely there trail for that reason

The area they can't see is more compact and well shaved

So, 20/10, pretty nice dick

Rook

This mofo-

Ahem I mean, onto Rook!

I'll give him the benefit of the doubt and say that he's a 6.6, just above average

His width is the same, above average

He will be a stretch tho, but in a good way

He barely uses his dick tho, he mostly prefers using his fingers and tongue-

OFF TOPIC, THAT'S FOR ANOTHER DAY, BACK ON TRACK

The tip, is muah! bigger than the width and it just feels so good!

Now the hair It's almost like Vil's, because he is such a big fan

So, he has a slight trail, but it is more prominent than Vil's

But it's also a bit of a bush

Like a clean one, ya know?

So pretty nice to look at at least!

Epel

SWEET VIRGIN BOY WITH A CUTE DICK SQUAD!!!!

Seriously, like it's a bit on the small side, like about 4-5 inches, but still nice!

A bit chubby towards the base tho, but again! Still nice!

His whole dick is a nice pink throughout, and a darker pink on the tip

And speaking of the tip, it's about as thick as the base is

Now for the hair... Oh boy

Vil would have a heart attack if he knew about it (thankfully he has enough decency to not go that far)

It's a bush, and not in a good way

Like yeah, he trims it every once in a while, but his hair grows fast!

But overall, and hella nice dick!

Ignihyde

Idia

OH BOY THIS ONE!!!

One word: messy

HE'S HELLA LONG, ABOUT 8-9 INCHES!

PRETTY THICK, LIKE ABOVE AVERAGE!

THE TIP IS GOOD TOO, A PINK FADE TO IT

BUT THE HAIR!!!

This boy is worse then Leona

Even the lion dorm leader would cringe

I'm not even sure if he could chop it off cause the hair down there is also fire! Like can he cut his hair?! How would it work?!!

But anyway, yeah 😅😅😅

So it's ok, but damn!

Ortho

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Malleus

Sebek, down boy, NO SEBEK DOWN!

...Anyway, ahem, Malleus-San

LONGEST BOY HERE, MY LORD!!!

10-11 inches, no cap

The thickness of it, not so much

I will say he is above average-SEBEK, WHAT DID I SAY, DOWN BOY!!

The tip is the same width and same skin color, no pink or red to it

Hair is the next one, and DAMN

He has a bit of a bush, but like it's not out of hands

So overall...Pray for yourself 😬

Lilia

Aha, ahahaha, aha, THIS MAN!!!

He ain't small!!!! I know I made the other shorties have dicks on the smaller side, but not him!!!!

He is a solid 8-9 inches!!!!!

Why, cause I said so, that's why

He's able to change the way it looks and he uses it

Relatively thick, but in an above average way

The tip is thicker then the base and also a dark red shade

The hair is surprisingly tame down there, I will say

So overall, pretty good!

Silver

IF Y'ALL THOUGHT I WAS DOWN BAD FOR SCARABIA, Y'ALL AIN'T SEEN NOTHING YET!!!

HE'S SO HANDSOME, AND FOR WHAT?

Ahem, anyway, onto the dick

A good 7 inches, slightly veiny too

(I'll just drop this rq-somnophillia)

HIS WIDTH IS ABOVE AVERAGE, BUT A NICE STRETCH

The tip is fading into a nice blushy pink shade halfway down

His hair is well trimmed...But this one is simply cause I'm a simp for him, he has a trail!

20/10

Sebek

...I like bullying him 😅😅😅

I'LL BE NICE TO HIM FOR THIS ONE THO

So, a solid 7-8 inches on this boy

Also part of the thick squad, kinda like an hourglass style?

Skinnier at the center and thicker everywhere else

The tip is slightly larger than the base and a violent shade of red only on the tip

He has a bit of a bush, and this one is just a fact, he also has a trail

So, enjoy

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I hope you enjoyed these head cannons! Inbox is open and you are free to ask or request any of the ones listed in my dash! Enjoy the moment! 🥰

[fishermanshook]

Dying In your Arms (mercenary x gn!reader)

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⚠️ YOU DIE! + grammar and spelling warning this fr sucks ass you guys a

INTRO

Your not usually supposed to actually, like, die in the manor games.

But it seems you upset the owner, or bloody queen was just especially pissed off today and couldn’t handle the fact there was only 2 chiphers left.

So neither or you guys really expect it when she impales you.

What was born from confusion turns quickly into pain, as she only jabs the shard of glass deeper into your stomach. Pulling a scream from your mouth that only shakes the ground and pierces the air.

There’s nothing you can do but bleed out onto the snowy floors of Leo’s Memory and pray to whatever god there is to put you out of your misery.

—

He was in the match with you, and as much as he’d like to help you he understood that you were more than capable or defending yourself

Oh how he wish he could be right.

It happened while he was decoding, usually something he isn’t doing to be completely honest. In most matches, he’s either going off to save someone, or being targeted for the 3rd time today.

Your scream none the less catches him off guard, and he immediately thinks that you’ve just been terror shocked. So he’s not super duper completely insanely worried, but yeah he’s scarred and fucks up his collaboration.

But it doesn’t matter cause he’s already moving to your direction.

It just confuses him why the Hunter hasn’t picked you up yet, especially when he’s running half way across the map. Shouldn’t you at least be ballooned right now? Or maybe someone’s distracting the Hunter. Or maybe-

Or maybe your just lying a little more still then he would like you to be right now.

Your deathly unmotionless body is what he noticed first, quickly followed by the ever growing pool of blood that your body is seemingly drowning in.

“Oh shit, y/n?” He mumbled, quickly dropping onto his knees and flipping your body over. Your eyes slowly flicker to light as you stare at the Mercenary.

“Hey, um,,,,” is all you can mutter out without tears dripping down your face from the unfathomable pain the queens blade of glass has left you. All Naib can do is stare at you in utter shock and horror, but quickly snapping out of it and gets to work. Trying to push down the ever flow of tears pooling in his eyes, and the running mess his nose is making.

Naib starts taking off his jacket while sprouting phrases among the lines of “Your going to be okay” and “We’ll get you to Emily as soon as this match is over”. Your not to sure whether he’s saying these for your comfort, or for his.

But you slowly fade in and out of consciousness, the only thing you can say before everything goes dark is a small I love you Naib before the curtains close.

The brown haired man picks you up bridal style, but it’s no use. There’s no light behind your eyes anymore, as they remain open and lifeless. You body has gone limp in his arms that it takes him a few minutes to realize what just happened.

Naib has been in this game for far too long now to know that no one can ever escape the clawing hands of death himself. He only fears that something worse might lie beyond these wretched games, that the baron has deemed you unfit for this level of hell.

He only wishes that what awaits for you is some got damn rest.

(2023)©️fishermanshook — do not steal, translate, plagiarize, or repost my work on any other platform

[grayox27]

Enamoured (Spencer Reid x gn!reader)🍬

Desc: reader wears their lip piercings to a dinner that Rossi hosts for the team. Spencer finds himself enamoured.

After a long day of work, Rossi had invited everyone over to his house to show everyone those cooking skills he is always bragging about.

You quickly ran home to get ready, debated if you should put in your lip rings, since technically, you weren’t at work. You decided, why the hell not?

Arriving at Rossi’s, you quickly fixed your hair as a nervous tic and knocked on the door, trying to resist the heavy urge to play with tour rings, another nervous habit you had developed.

You were immediately greeted with an already buzzed Garcia, and she giddily ushered you inside. “Ooh I love the new look!” She comments.

“How much have you had to drink already?” You tease. “Umm only a little bit?” She clearly lies. You playfully scoffed at her reply and allowed her to drag you to the kitchen, where the rest of the team were watching Rossi prepare Italian cuisine.

You excitedly took a seat next to Spencer, ignoring Morgan and JJ’s whistles at your current look.

When you turned to have a brief conversation with Spencer, you noticed that he could barely even look at you. When he did, his eyes kept bouncing between your lips and the counter. You frowned, wondering if you had done something wrong.

Before you could question him, Rossi had announced that it was time to dig in, and the delicious dish caused your worries to slip your mind for the moment.

Eventually, you all had migrated to the living room to watch a movie. You had ended up between Prentiss and Hotch.

“Since when have you had those?” Prentiss asked with a smile, gesturing to the jewelry. “Oh I’ve had these for a few years, I just don’t really wear them often anymore” you reply.

“You should, you look good” she compliments. You smile and thank her, before noticing that Spencer was literally across the room from you.

You felt your stomach dip at the thought of upsetting your best friend. You racked your brain over the course of the past few weeks to try to find what could’ve upset him, but you came up empty handed.

You made your way to the kitchen to grab another glass of wine, sighing audibly. “I know that sound” Rossi comments, leaning over the kitchen island. You laughed pitifully at that

“What’s wrong?” He asked. “It’s probably nothing, I’ve just noticed that Spencer has been sort of avoiding me all night” you reply.

He hums, “that is unusual” he comments. “I’m sure everything will be alright, kiddo” he says, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder before heading back to the living room.

Just as you were about to head out as well, Spencer entered the kitchen. “Hey Spence” you called out, stopping him in his tracks.

“Yeah?” He says, noticeably staring at your nose. “Can we talk?” You ask. You knew he hated that phrase but something needed to be done. He agreed and let you lead him outside.

“You’ve been avoiding me all night. I’m really sorry if I’ve done something to upset you” you apologize, your heart beating out of your chest.

“What? No, you didn’t do anything to upset me” he replies. “….But?” You press. His shoulders slumped in defeat.

“This will sound weird…but you just look so attractive with so piercings” he admits. The admission caused you to laugh. “That’s why you have been avoiding me all night?”.

Your teasing made him flush in embarrassment. “….Yeah?”. You grasped his hands in yours in silence.

“I wonder if kissing feels different with piercings” Spencer bravely comments. “Wanna find out?”. As soon as you got your sentence out, his lips were against yours.

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“Do it, just do it.” 

“Okay well stop moving around all over the place then will you?”

“Jen, wait, maybe-”

“Uh, guys, is there going to be blood?”

“What the hell? No of course there won’t be blood, shut up Joe.”

“No I’m just asking ‘cause like, my ma got mad the last time youse were over when one of you spilled blue powerade on the carpet so…”

“I said there’ll be no blood, relax.”

“Well I’m just saying that I might faint if I see blood, because this time at school before some lad in my base class threw a whiteboard eraser and it hit my face and my nose bled and then I blacked out in the boy’s bathroom and nobody found me for like ten minutes, even though, like, to me, like it felt like no time at all was after-”

“Oh my God, Joe, if you don’t shut the fuck up I’m going to stick this thing crooked.”

“Um, try not to, please.” 

She grabs my chin and holds me still, “Then don’t move, and Joe,” She jabs a finger in his direction, “Not a word from you, I’m dead serious. Right,” Her tongue pokes out the corner of her mouth as she eyes my ear with determination. The ice she’s holding melts a trail down my neck and into the collar of my t-shirt and I don’t dare react. “Has that gone numb?”

“I dunno yet.”

“Probably has,” She tosses the cube into Joe’s sink with a metallic thunk and positions the needle on my lobe.

Shane pipes up from the table, “any blue powerades going, by the way?”

“Shut up!” I can feel her hand trembling, and the sewing needle rasps against my soft virgin skin. She exhales slowly, “Okay, one, two…” she hesitates and my eyes follow her movements nervously as she pushes her hair behind her ears and then leans for a closer look. She’s so close that her shaky breath feathers against my cheek. Take two. “Okay, okay, seriously this time. One, two…” I feel it. I hear it. And a grunt of disgust comes from the back of her throat as the needle pieces through my earlobe. “Oh, God,” There’s silence. My eyes screw shut as I wait for the pain.

“Does it hurt, Jude?” Joe sounds queasy.

“Why? Does it look like it should hurt?”

“I told you it doesn’t hurt,” Jen dismisses, “...but it’s fine, right?”

“I think so. It just feels kinda… hot?” I peel my eyes open.

“Yeah, well, you’re grand, now,” she reaches to the counter behind her, “stud or hoop?”

“Stud.”

“Okay well too bad they only had very girly looking studs in Claire’s Accessories, so I got hoops.”

“Why’d you offer, then?”

She dangles the little purple shiny packaging in front of my face to distract me, “Look at that, hm? Very cool, manly hoops.” 

“Yeah, very manly.” and she fumbles around my ear for several moments trying to get it through the new hole in me, and that’s when it hurts the worst, as she’s tugging and poking and digging her sharp thumbnails in, but I pretend that it doesn’t because Shane and Joe are in the room and sixteen year old boys aren’t supposed to show things like pain and discomfort in front of each other, it’d be weird and socially unacceptable. Vulnerability is illegal among us.

If it were Jen and I alone in this caravan I’d at least be whining at her, if not actually tearing up about the discomfort of it all.

She closes the clasp at the back of the hoop and presents me to the room, “What do ye think?”

“A bit red,” says Joe as he clutches the rim of the sink with milk white knuckles “Is it meant to be that red? That’s not bleeding, is it? Ah Jesus, I don’t think we should have done this…” Shane glances away from the olympic basketball game on the TV and huffs out a laugh. “Gay ear,” he says. 

Jen pauses, “Gay ear?”

“Yep, ‘tis the gay ear.” 

“What do you mean by that?”

“Obviously, like, you’re after piercing the right lobe; the one that you pierce when you want all the other fellas to know that you fancy them or whatever, like, I dunno. I just heard that some place. Shoulda pierced the left.”

I tug on it self consciously though it’s tender. “Where’d you hear that?”

“Lads on the football team probably, look,” He crosses his arms with authority, “I go to an all boys school. I know what the Gay Ear is.”

I look up at Jen and tell her that I don’t mind that it’s the Gay Ear.

“That’s for life though,” Joe pipes up unhelpfully, “You’ll always have that hole in your ear now, so even if you take the earring out everyone is gonna see that you have your right ear pierced and they’re all gonna think-”

“I don’t care if they think I’m gay. What does it matter?”

“Yeah but you’re not gay, and it’s the Gay Ear,” Shane argues, “That’s the point. You’ll end up confusing everyone, and men won’t know what to do when they see you out and about and all that.”

“That feels like kind of a backwards, 90s thing to say, honestly.”

“Nobody’s being homophobic, fuck sake. It’s just the code.”

“Well it’s pierced for life now, isn’t it? What the fuck do you want me to do?” 

“Christ sake,” Jen seizes my shoulder and yanks me back into the seat, “Pass me that ice, Joe, I’ll just do the other side then and you can all shut up annoying me about it, alright?”

“Fucking Gay Ear, who comes up with that shite?” she mutters to herself, and pushes the mostly melted cube to my left lobe so we can start all over again. 

~.~.~.~.~

Afterwards I squeeze into the tiny caravan bathroom to look at myself in the mirror. My ears are furious red, but at least the hoops are even. I think. Jen has given me table salt from Joe’s kitchen cabinet to wash them with, and I do it, I fill one hand with limey water from the taps and pour a random amount of salt in with it. I don’t know what I’m doing, but it's fine because if they get infected I'll just take them out. I’ve never seen another boy with both ears pierced, but that’s fine too, because I’ll just pretend it’s a trend from America that nobody else has heard of yet. 

When I come out Jen turns away from the television screen to look at me.

“Looks okay,” she says.

“Yeah,” I catch sight of the clock behind her and realise that our ear piercing activities sliced only thirty minutes out of this long, empty July afternoon. “So, um, what now?”

“Any more bright ideas?”

I shrug, “I dunno. We could go play tennis?”

“Kids club is at the boat club until six and my sister is always hanging out with those inbred looking fellas at the one in the caravan park,” Shane says, “So no.”

“Joe, do you think your brother could go buy us cigarettes again? We could smoke up by the-”

“Nah man he’s working today.”

“Well the olympics are on so I suppose we could-”

“I couldn’t be bothered with sports,” says Jen, “nor do I want to sit here pretending to care. And now we’ve done all we were meant to do today and there’s nowhere else to hang out…” She looks at me for help as though I’m supposed to know how to keep three bored teenagers entertained through another endless summer day smack bang in the middle of a recession.

I sigh and throw my hands up in defeat, “Well… I dunno. Will we shave my head?” 

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[phantasmagoric-acquaintance]

Taako chucks a small plastic bag into his sister’s lap as he slides into the passenger seat of their car.

“What’s this?”

“Gift.”

A gift from Spencer’s, if the writing on the bag is any indication. Lup side-eyes Taako suspiciously. “For why?”

“Um, ‘cause I wanted to? Can’t a guy do something nice for his sister without being questioned like a damn criminal? Fuck.”

She crinkles her nose at him before turning her attention to the bag. Cautiously, she reaches in and removes a rolled-up black t-shirt. She unfurls it to find a well-endowed anime girl in lingerie staring demurely back at her.

“Taako, why the fuck did you buy me this?” she asks flatly.

“What, you don’t want matching hentai shirts with your favoritest brother?”

“I don’t think anyone on the goddamn fucking planet wants that.” Lup stuffs the shirt back into the tiny plastic bag and throws it back to Taako. “You’re fucking insane. I can’t believe you. Did you actually walk up to the cashier like, ‘Hi, yes, two hentai shirts for me, please’?”

Taako shrugs. “They work at fucking Spencer’s. Their whole job is to ring up weird shit for weird people.”

“Yeah, but—” She pauses, and squints at Taako. “When did you get your nose pierced.”

He raises a hand to the small sterling silver stud in the side of his nose. “Today. Lunch break. Right after Spencer’s.”

Lup raises an eyebrow. “Please don’t tell me—”

“Yes, Lup, I got it done at Claire’s.” Taako throws his head back, exasperated. “Please don’t make me hear a lecture about it.”

“No, you’re gonna hear a lecture about it.” She throws the gear shift into reverse and begins backing out. “Taako, why?”

He shrugs. “I got paid today. And I was bored.”

Lup throws him another funny look as she turns to face forward again. “I can’t believe you. You’re gonna get an infection.”

“You’re just jealous ‘cause I look so much cooler than you now.”

“You’re not gonna look cooler than me when you have a big nasty rotten bump on your nose, idiot.”

“’S fine. The guy looked like he knew what he was doing.”

“How does one ‘look like’ they know how to pierce a nose?”

“Oh, you know. Kinda goth. Lots of piercing himself.” Taako turns his face towards the passenger side window, away from his sister.

“Oh, my God,” Lup responds, and Taako says a few curse words in his head. Hiding his face isn’t enough to keep his sister from reading him like a picture book for babies. “Taako?”

He says nothing, keeping his eyes glued to the view through his window. She gives his shoulder a quick squeeze. “T, you did not get your nose pierced just because you thought the guy who works at Claire’s was hot.”

He turns back to face her, throwing his hands up defensively. “Oh, so you’re allowed to swoon over the guy at the creepy phone case stand all day, every day, but when I just happen to notice the guy who works at Claire’s is objectively attractive, I’m the weirdo?”

She’s grinning like this is the funniest thing that’s ever happened to her. “I didn’t get a sketchy-ass nose piercing from the guy I like.”

“You bought a phone case from him, that’s kind of the same thing.”

“It is not! I’m not going to get an infection from a phone case!” She is full-on laughing at him now “Why didn’t you just buy something normal?”

“Yeah, sure. ‘Hey, hot guy who works here, I’m a grown-ass fucking adult man and I’d like to purchase this, fucking… JoJo Siwa hairbow. I’m so not a creep-ass weirdo, please go on a date with me.’”

“As if getting your fucking nose pierced there makes you seem any more normal!”

“Whatever. You’re just jealous,” Taako repeats. He turns away once more, and crosses his arms, signaling a desire to end this conversation.

(more mall au here)

[howlingday]

Jaune's Shampoo

Seer

"DAMMIT, NORA!" Jaune opened his shower door. As he exited, he noticed his body had drastically changed. Using a mixture of his shampoo and experimental goo found at the fiendish Dr. Merlot's laboratory, Nora had unwittingly created a mutagen just to prank her team leader.

Jaune flopped his uselessly long arm against the shower handle. Where once was an arm with bones and meat that connected to a hand with fingers was now a black, boneless tentacle underlined by suction cups. At the very end was a sharp, piercing, uh, stabby thing. As he gripped the handle, he heard an awful scraping sound.

It was his hand, er, tentacle. Within the suction cups were sharp spikes. Stepping free from his confined space, his arms slapped against the tiled floor of the bathroom. Looking down, his "feet," which were smaller tentacles with just as many blades to match. He didn't know how he was hovering, but right now he didn't care.

He had to get out and figure out a way to cure himself! The less tentacley the better! And he would do that... as soon as he opened the door! The knob proved slipperier than the handle.

"Come on!"

"Are you okay in there?"

"Hey, who is that?" Jaune asked.

"It's Blake. Are you alright?"

"Yeah, I'm fine, but... I'm not feeling too good!"

"Was it the fish?" Blake inquired. "I didn't think it was good either."

"No, no, it wasn't the fish." Jaune replied. "This, uh, is something new."

Blake was silent for a moment. "Do you want me to leave?"

"No, no, you can stay! It's just... Can you promise not to be weirded out if I get this door open?"

"If?" Blake asked.

"My new hands need some training."

As Blake pondered what he meant, the door gave a click. She stepped away, letting Jaune make his way out of the bathroom. Blake had seen many strange things in her life, but a person with black arms twice the length of the body hovering atop diminished legs, also black, and a red cloud briefly passing around his head? Definitely tops the list now.

"Uh..." Blake quirked her brow. "I have a few questions."

"I'm pretty sure Nora is responsible for this."

"...Well, that's at least one of my questions answered." Blake stepped aside as Jaune floated to the closet. "May I ask how?"

"I used shampoo that turned me into this." He slapped his appendage uselessly against the handle.

"Couldn't you have used a different shampoo?"

"Like what?" Jaune asked, choosing to slip his singular digit into the hole. "Use Pyrrha's shampoo, or maybe Ren's?"

"Would that be so wrong?" Blake asked. He gave no response. "The answer is no, so long as you told them."

"Ah." Jaune nodded, opening the closet door at last, and looked through his options. Unfortunately, none of them accounted for "red-smokey-head" today. On the upside, he was getting used to his arms.

"Snf, snf, snf." Jaune turned and saw Blake leaning close to him. Her eyes shut as her nose twitched slightly. She gave a soft hum before she opened her eyes, where she blushed and lept away. "Excuse me."

"What, do I smell bad?" Jaune asked. "Like, fish or something?"

"No, you..." She cleared her throat. "Your smell reminded me of my home. It's like coconuts, sea salt, and fresh fruit."

"Like apples?"

"Like mangoes, and pineapple, and..." She gave a soft smile before swiftly turning to a frown. "Sorry, I shouldn't have invaded your privacy like that."

"No, no, it's fine!" Jaune raised his tentacled arms. "I mean, it's not fine fine, but I think I understand why you got really close. You're homesick, right?"

There was a long pause before Blake gave her answer. "In a way, yes." She sighed. "But it's more like I miss what my home used to be. Before the White Fang."

"Oh." Jaune nodded. He didn't know much about the Faunus supremacy group, but he understood what he was told by Ruby. Blake did a lot of bad things, but for a good cause, a good reason. Then things got bad until she couldn't stay anymore. He hated seeing someone looking so upset, so he had an idea.

"Hey, uh, Blake?" She looked to him. "If you want, you can, uh, smell me whenever you want." His face tinged red, though it wasn't the red cloud floating about. "Uh, sorry if that sounded weird, but-"

Jaune was cut off as he felt himself ensnared by the faunus girl. He reciprocated by giving her a hug in response. He'd never been this close to a girl before and it felt... nice. Until-

"Ow!" Jaune looked down to see Blake nipping at him. "Uh, B-Blake, could you- Ouch!" He tried to free himself, but found both arms wrapped around himself, rendering his escape impossible. Meanwhile, Blake continued to pant and nibble on his bare skin.

"Ow! B-Blake! S-Stop~!"

"Oohoo! Kinky~!" Nora said from the window. She looked to her constitutent hanging off beside her. "See, Ren? I told you it would work~!"

[theshimadaslovers]

(FROM IBA - INSPIRED BY ART)

I Care About Him

(Hanzo x You!FemReader)

Part 2 - Lost

(Part 1: linked in the final of the this chapter)

(Art: YoloPharaoh)

* *working in your notebook while sitting in your bed, someone knock your door. You sighs thinking of the worse, Ana told you that would contact you to new updates of the mission with Hanzo, so many things to do already... you stand up going to open the door and who was there surprised you with a nose bleeding*

You- Oh! God, Hanzo! What happened?!

Hanzo- I... *sighs* I hit my bow in my face trying to fix it.

You- *smirk* And you want me to take care? *he nodded* Right, come in.

*Hanzo sat in your bed looking up for the blood don't drop on his white hoodie pants. You pick up some medications and give him to hold the small box while you clean the blood with a wet cloth. Again you were between his legs, very close*

Hanzo- Is too bad?

You- Well, is hurting?

Hanzo- A little bit.

You- And you can breath, so... is fine. Are you sure that was your bow?

Hanzo- Why? You think I would have a fight with somebody that talked about you while I was eating my dinner? *you stopped looking at him* What?

You- You did what?

Hanzo- What?

You- You just said that you were in a fight!

Hanzo- I did?

You- It wasn't the bow, what happened? *annoyed*

Hanzo- Look! I...! I can't let someone talk shit about you!

You- Who?

Hanzo- Some stupid soldiers! *angry while remembering* That...fucking! *sighs* Disgusting.

You- And you started a fight?

Hanzo- Nooo, I only told them to stop, cause that wasn't nice.

You- And...?

Hanzo- They laughed at me and keep saying things about you...

You- Aaand?

Hanzo- I punch his face! Ok...! I may have started!

You- And now you got a nose bleeding *fake smile and finish to clean his nose* Actually you have a bruise...

Hanzo- They hit me with a chair...

You- *Look at him in shook* Hanzo!

Hanzo- Don't be angry with me! *he embrace his arms around your body* Sorry...

You- Your ribs aren't even healed yet and you went to a physical fight?!

Hanzo- Mmmm....*he looked at you that only sighed in disappointment while bandaged his nose* You're very angry, right?

You- Look, I'm glad that you are defending me, but... Take care of you too. We're having the mission next week, you have to be fine. And... I'm not your girlfriend.

Hanzo- *smirk* Why you said that?

You- Cuz you're being overprotective with me.

Hanzo- I must, you have no idea what they say about you.

You- I prefer not to know...

Hanzo- Makes me angry, y/n... *sighs* Now I have a reason to punch them.

You- *laughs* Nooo, you don't have a reason.

Hanzo- Of course I do! *you finish the bandage and he keeps hugging you* You're my favorite person here.

You- *chuckles and let go of him sitting beside him* You mean, I'm your crush?

Hanzo- *blush* Ye- yeah... You're not my girlfriend, but you're my partner... I just want you save from those rumors.

You- You need to control your anger, Han, I mean it, is the second time this month.

Hanzo- Ops...*chuckles and lay down in your bed* I think I'll stay here for a while...!! *stretching and closing his eyes*

You- *lay down next to him* Since when you became a bad boy? You're getting into fights, you got your nose piercing last week *chuckles* Shaved your hair...

Hanzo- Bad boy? You didn't like it?

You- Quite the opposite... *Look at him* Since when you change your character?

Hanzo- Since I fell in love *smirk and look at you*

You- *laughs shyly* So that's the real Hanzo?

Hanzo- I guess... I was shaped like someone I'm not all those years.

You- I like both Hanzo... I mean, I like you *shrugs*

Hanzo- *chuckles and blush* I like you too... *silence and look at you* Why didn't we kiss yet?

You- Hanzo! *laughs shyly hiding your face in your hands*

*someone knock the door and both sit on the bed*

You- Come in! *Vivian open the door* Captain?

Hanzo- Something happened?

Soujourn- We got the signal again, we must go. Now!

*hours later, inside the ship*

*You were sleeping on Hanzo's shoulder while he study more and again about the mission on his tablet, while in the other side*

Ana- Ooh how right I was about them *chuckles*

Rein- *chuckles* Soul mates grow so fast! Look how close they're already, Ana! You are a love cupid!

Ana- It was written in the stars all this time... Genji is so happy with this, he said that he finally can see his true brother's light. Imagine, have to obey and be so unhappy your entire life and suddenly, someone appears like a angel to change your heart, your life... Everything *rest her head in Rein's arm and smile* I'm so happy for this kids. Such a young love... Both never thought of this before and suddenly happened.

Rein- *smile* You're like a proud mom, Ana~

Ana- I'm a happy grandma ~

Hanzo-... *Look at you and smile* You didn't slept well again... *move your hair from your face*

Ana- *walk towards him* Hey... *smile* She's a sleepy head, isn't she?

Hanzo- She never goes to bed in a appropriate time... *chuckles* and sleep a lot.

Ana- Are you two together?

Hanzo- What? You mean... Romantically? *she nodded and he chuckles blushing* Well... Almost, I believe. We're knowing each other.

Ana- You two seem very close and getting closer every day. I'm happy that you finally let go of your fears, Hanzo. When Genji told me you story, I cried... I could feel your pain since your were a child. Your loneliness, your duties... Everything.

Hanzo- Thanks for the compassion, Ana... *smiles* But, thanks to my brother and Overwatch, I finally felt embrace. But y/n... She did what I thought would be impossible for me. I... *chuckles shyly* I fell in love so bad...! I want to move on with her, but it may scare her...

Ana- Well, it may, yes, she is a very anxious person. You both, stay strong *wink going to the captain's cabin*

Hanzo- We will... *heard you moaning and slowly waking up* Hey Sleepyhead.

You- We didn't landed yet?

Hanzo- We have maybe two hours. We're going to the North, is kind hard.

You - You're right...! *yawn* I'm still sleppy...

Hanzo- Stay awake a little bit, it may help.

You- You missed me *smirk sleepy and he laughed* Whaaat? Did I lie?

Hanzo- Yes...? *you punch his arm* Ow! *chuckles* I'm joking~

Ana- *gets out of the cabine in hurry and desperate* Everybody! Hold on!!

Rein- Ana! *immediately stands up and a red light lighted up on the ship* What's going on?!

Ana- They found us...! *something hit the ship making her and Reinhardt fall*

Hanzo- Ana! Y/n! Hold Ana and I'll pick Reinhardt!!

Jack- *walks in holding onto the walls* Hold together! We're under attack!!

You- *putting Ana on the chair* The other ships! Where are they?!

Jack- We warned them! They only detected us...!! *something hit the ship again* Tracer!

Tracer- I'm fucking trying!! They're In my BUTT!!

Soujourn- The ship is on fire!! We must aboard the ship now!!

Tracer- What?!

Jack- Vivian! We're in the middle of the snow! In the middle of nowhere!

Soujourn- *throw him a parachute* If rather die again to an explosion, feel free!! *hit them again, everybody falls* Dammit! Jack! We'll be right behind you!!

Jack- You better be...! *put the parachute and everybody do the same* Everybody-! *hit again and the ship starts to make a warning sound* TRACER! OPEN THE DOOR! *the door open* RIGHT BEHIND ME, EVERYBODY! JUMP! NOW!

You- The backpack!! *you grab it*

Hanzo- Y/n we can't take it!

You- We're in the middle of nowhere...!! We need!

Hanzo- *thinking hard* Aargh...! Ok! Jump with me! I'll hold you!

Rein- Is that parachute works with my weight?! *Ana pushed him to the door* Ana...I don't know! I don't...!! *She kicks him out of the ship* WUAAAAAAH!!!

Ana- IF YOU DON'T PLANED TO DIE! YOU USE THE ONLY RESOURCE!! *jumps off*

You- *look down afraid and Hanzo holds your hands* I can't see nothing! I'm scared...!

Hanzo- We need to go right behind them, y/n! *hold your face* We can't lose them, ok?! I'm with you! Everything will be fine! Jump with me! 3...! 2...! *the ship started to lose altitude* NOW!

*both jump together and a few seconds the ship explode making the shock wave hit both of your strongly and losing balance on the air and separate a little bit, that later can make a huge trouble for him to open the parachute, but he fastly stabilized in the air, but you... We're in trouble! With no parachutes and a backpack, you body fliped over, facing up. Hanzo do his best to reach you while you were not able to move on the air. With a few minutes to open the parachute, Hanzo grabbed your wrist pulling you to him and open up the parachute, making now you both safe in the air*

You- *shaking and fast heavy breath in panic*...!!

Hanzo- I got you! I got you...! *taking a deep shaking breath* It's ok... *hug you tight for a moment to calm you down* I'm scared too...

*a few minutes in the air, Hanzo knew that he lost sign of the others... Both may be in trouble now. Two minutes in the air, both landed safely in a cold, rocky and snowy place. Around, big frozen trees and dense snow. Hanzo were putting his coat over your shoulders while you're trying to get yourself together after the almost death experience*

You- *looked at him surprised and worried* Your coat...

Hanzo- Keep it... *he was collecting some draw sticks under the trees* My body is pretty warm now. And I already came with snow clothes. Just keep yourself warm, ok? *he smirk to you*

You- If you say so... Thanks *hear something in the walk talkie inside the backpack, you immediately pick it up and Hanzo watched far* Is Vivian! Oh my God! *stands up happy* She's alive!

Hanzo- *smile in relieve*

You- Captain! Can you hear me?!

Soujourn- Y/n...! Dear good God you're alive too!

You - Thanks to Hanzo, here's here with men.

Soujourn- Great! Stick together and survive! We will find you too soon!

You- I got the backpack, captain, we are gonna to be fine.

Soujourn- Good, soldiers... I've being contact with Ana and Rein, they're fine. Tracer... Alive too, she send me a code in my system.

You- Jack?

Jack- I'm here, sweetheart... Don't worry.

You- *relived* You guys found each other?

Soujourn- For his lucky *laughs* Well, keep eye on the weather, we're lucky that is summer time, but the nights are cold and dangerous... Careful.

You- We will, captain.

Jack- *in the back* Hanzo! You know I take care of this girl, you better keep her safe...!

Hanzo- Yes, commander *laughs*

Soujourn- Be safe everyone, they'll find us soon.

(draw: @yildrawns on Twitter)

To be continue...

PART 1:

[chibipandaao3]

Thoughts on Between Us as a former swimmer and lifeguard.

• I’ve mentioned before, but I’ll say it again because I find it comical and endearing, their form when diving or swimming. It’s very cute and not great. And I can’t blame the actors for that. I was taught how to dive off the blocks (into shallow water) when I was maybe 12 so I’ve had lots of practice - and even I’ve biffed it.

• I’ve seen some people say that Team’s brother (Ton?) and Team struggling/drowning is unrealistic - no. In fact, that’s one of the most REAL drowning scenarios I’ve seen in media. Even as a lifeguard - 6 yrs under my belt, trained, etc. - my boss always said “don’t try to save someone if you aren’t on the clock” Why? Because oftentimes the victim unintentionally drowns the savor…it’s super common sadly.

• Team’s cramp/swimming alone/drowning - they did a good job of this in the show (but from what I’ve read it’s more explained in Hemp Rope) but a real talented swimmer is not going to be in THAT much danger normally. Why? We aren’t afraid of drowning, so generally we wouldn’t panic and therefore would be fine. Roll onto our back, tread water with single leg and arms, reach for the Lane line, etc. OBVIOUSLY, 2 other things are at play here with Team. 1) he’s exhausted, in part because of his extra practicing but also his chronic insomnia (both of which are more highlighted in the book) and 2) he does have a fear of drowning. So I think his panic is pretty justified all and all. And, yeah, never swim alone but certainly NEVER DIVE alone. A great swimmer will likely be fine even in an emergency like Teams BUT if you hit your head diving…which I’ve seen happen…no, no swimming alone please and thank you.

• this one is a strange one, but Win’s jewelry. Now obviously this is a club AND since they discussed things like being the country rep (hinting at Olympics territory) it’s kinda a mute point but I find it funny. In the US (at least at the high school level) you can’t wear jewelry at all during meets 😂 like I got my nose pierced before season once and, oh boy, I had to take it out for every event and then run to the locker room to shove that thing back in…it was a thing…

• Win being able to get Team out - based on the trailer it’s seems safe to assume that Team doesn’t fully lose consciousness BUT it is so hard to pull a person from the water by yourself! Like it’s not fun at all.

Related but unrelated rambling; Rescue Breathing =/= CPR. Now things might have changed since I was last certified but damn 😂 no one seems to get this. CPR is if the heart stopped beating - you don’t want to go crack a rib on someone if it isn’t necessary. Most of these fics Win (or anyone) would not be doing CPR (unless they’d checked and found no pulse). 😆

Okay………that’s it for my rambles. I really should be working but I’m just dead so this is what I decided to do. If anyone actually read this 😆 have a wonderful day and I hope you’re looking forward to Sunday cause I am! Hoping to trick my bestie into watching all the episodes with me, but we gotta finish The Eclipse first haha.

[hippiemisfit]

Hush (J.K.) 14

Chapter Fourteen- Cut Class

pairings: jungkook x oc reader

word count: 1,721

warnings: angst, fluff

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I woke up to my alarm going off and I wanted to cry. I got up and decided to just throw on my black Nike dress and do a quick slick back bun.

I ran down the stairs and filled up Poco's food and water bowls before I grabbed a apple and headed out the door. The drive to school was very quiet; I wasn't really in the mood to sing my heart out knowing all of the horrid things that I've done the past couple days. There's been one thought on my mind though since Carter's brother's death though. What has his family done that made them deserve the deaths that they endured? I mean what's the motive behind killing his brother and his father, and is Carter next then?

I pulled up to school in record time and just stared out the window, watching all the other students head into the building. Oh how I wish that I could be just as carefree as they are right now. No murderous entity following them around saying that we were meant to be together. No late night dream killing that either gives you nightmares or it feels like you didn't get any sleep at all.

I was so lost in my daze that I didn't notice that Jungkook had been standing by my door waiting for me, until he knocked. I jumped and rolled down my window saying, " Hey I didn't even see you there I'm sorry." 

He nodded, pulling out his phone, "Hey you feeling ok?" it said. 

I nodded, " Yeah just got a lot of thoughts running through my mind right now. Kinda don't want to be here right now in all honesty." 

: well how about we skip then 

"What Jungkookie wants to skip school?" I said laughing.

He smiled and reached down to unlock my doors.

: why not let's go I know a place

He walked over to the other side of the car and hopped in. He put his phone on  GPS and typed in a destination to quick for me to see. He put his phone in my phone holder and pointed at his phone. 

"I can't even know where we're going?" I asked chuckling.

He shook his head and pointed at the phone again.

"Ok, ok we'll get going. At least I know that it's 30 minutes from here."

I pulled out of the parking lot and started towards this mystery location. He picked up my phone and motioned for me to unlock it, which I quickly did with my thumb. He started to scroll through my YouTube music app and clicked on a Got7 station. 

"You like Got7,?" I asked.

He nodded and started bopping his head to Not By The Moon. 

"Oh I swear not by the moooon ooooohhoh," I started to belt to my man, my bias JB.

"That man knows he can get it. He should know by now that he's dangerous and then he goes and gets his nose pierced. Like are you trying to murder me, I'm just out here trying to live my life and he out here tryna take it away. Like what did I do to him for him to come out here and disrespect me like this, cause if these hoes weren't already looking at him I know they are now," I said not realizing I was ranting until I glanced over at a shook Jungkook. 

I started laughing, " My bad, just talking about my biases gets me riled up. Even Ally can't get me to come down half of the time. But anyway, how's your week been?"

He grabbed my phone again and opened up Google translate.

"It was fine, had a hard time trying to get my friend to listen to me but other than that it wasn't that bad you," that Siri wannabe said.

As I was about to answer, I realized where he had taken us. It was to one of the only places in the city that seemed as if it hadn't caught up to the rest of the world.  My favorite diner that served the biggest portions, which is not good for you if you're on a diet. Hell, even the salads are gigantic.

I quickly hopped out the car, not waiting for Jungkook, and sped up to the doors. 

I walked in and was greeted by the smell of cinnamon coming from the kitchen which meant they were making their famous cinnamon rolls. The interior was like it came straight out of the movie Grease except instead of the pastels it was a deep rich purple color decorated around the place. So an emo diner, if it helps with the picture.

I felt a hand touch my back causing me to jump damn near out of my skin. I turned and saw an amused looking Jungkook, who by the way I totally forgot was with me.

He motioned his head towards one of the booths and we seated ourselves. It only took a minute before my favorite waiter approached us. I'm telling you if I wasn't already betrothed to Carter I would keep this man all to myself. 

Pretty and sexy at the same time. Has the sweetest voice but you can tell by just looking at him sometimes that he would fuck you up if you crossed him. Talk about duality. He's only two years older than me and I have to remind myself that everyday that one day if me and Carter don't work out.... oooooooohhhh. I swear almost every time I come here his hair is a different color, today it's pink.  

"Hey Mahj," he said only looking at me, "What're you doing here so early on a school day?" He gaze was piercing making me.... no inappropriate thoughts are not allowed right now ma'am, it's too early in the morning for tomfoolery. So I'll just said made me feel some type of way... wink wink.

I awkwardly cleared my throat, "I wasn't  feeling up to the whole school thing today so I decided to skip and come see you." I mentally face palmed myself. Smooth Mahj smooth.

He let a little giggle, "Mhmm I'm flattered but after this no more skipping. Can't have my fav girl throwing away her senior year now can I?"

Swear if my skin was any lighter it'd be beet red. I started to fan myself because this man is not about to raise my blood pressure. It's like he knows how to attack me especially with him looking scrumptious right now in his all black uniform, with rings adorning his fingers. Even his ears are decorated with earrings. Is it weird that I got my cartilage piercing to match his?

"No," I finally squeaked out after ogling him.

"No what?" he asked looking smug.

"No Jimin," I said trying to inhale and exhale like a normal person because this man right here.

"What can I start you off with?" he asked laughing.

"I'll have a banana shake with no whip cream and a extra cherry on top, what about you Jungkook?" I asked once again remembering he was here.

I looked over at him to see him glaring at Jimin like he stole something. I don't think Jimin realized that Jungkook was here either until he met his glare with his own. The way they were looking at each other it seemed like they were communicating with their eyes. 

Jimin was the one to break the staring contest when he turned to look at me, "And this is?" he asked nodding towards Jungkook.

"Oh, this is my friend from school, Jungkook. Jungkook this is Jimin."

"So your friends convince you to skip school with them? Didn't know that they allow dem- delinquents to attend." Jimin said harshly, his gaze returning to Jungkook who just rolled his eyes. 

"I wouldn't call him a delinquent Jimin. You don't know him to call him that," I said defensively. 

Jimin chuckled, "Oh I know him. Way more than you do, that's for sure. If I were you I would steer clear of him. He's no good."

"Well, I'll decide who I associate myself with. Thank you very much. Now, he'll take a water and then when you come back we'll order." I said dismissing him.

He quirked up an eyebrow, "Why can't he speak for himself?"

I rolled my eyes. I can't believe my husband #2 was acting like this in front of company. "He's mute Jimin, now please go get our drinks and make mine with love."

He scoffed but finally walked away, not without giving Jungkook one final glare.

I looked back at Jungkook to see him surprisingly with a small smirk on his face still watching Jimin. 

I cleared my throat and said," Sorry about that. He's not usually like that."

Jungkook just shrugged in response. He pulled out his phone and started typing .

:its ok i dont think he likes me too much lol

"No, I don't think so either. Do you know him?"

:maybe in a past life? who knows but if he wants a tip he better change his tude. but anyway you never answered my question earlier

"What question?"

:Hows your week been? 

"Hmm," I started to think about my week so far and how horrific it has been," it's been ok. Not the most ideal time of my life but that's how it is right. Life is shitty one week and then decent the next. One obstacle occurs and then its like a domino effect or something, setting off a chain reaction of shittiness."

: well it can't be that bad right?

"Oh you don't know the half of it. I just want to be normal again you know?"

:well maybe normal is boring. maybe you need some danger in your life?

Danger?

"Um no thanks. I've had enough so far to last me a lifetime." I said shaking my head. 

He put his phone away and looked up at me. Or rather behind me with the meanest glare that he's given off today.

I turned to see who he was looking at and saw a group of 5 including Jimin staring over at us. One of them motioned over to Jungkook with a head nod and I could've sworn I heard a sigh before he stood up to follow them outside. 

What the hell?

[gloryhrs]

⟡ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒! ━━ 「 Keigo Asano. 」

male reader.

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ "A-AND THAT’S WHY we should save the planet, the end." Keigo watched as you read from the same research paper for the third time. Tomorrow was your turn to present your project and you’d been dreading it all week, the feeling of getting embarrassed ran across your mind every time it was mentioned. "Did I do good? I think I need to work on it a few more times." You held the paper to your face, which was starting to warm up from embarrassment. "You did amazing the first two times! You don’t have to work on anything else." Keigo got up from his bed to stand in front of the male who was still covering his face with the papers.

His eyes softened before grabbing your hand to move it down so he can see your face, which revealed you stared back at him with a small smile on your lips. Keigo could've sworn he felt an arrow pierce him through his heart from your extreme cuteness. "Aww, you're so cute." He pinched and squished your cheeks which made you hold back your laughter when Keigo started placing small kisses on your cheeks. "Mwah, Mwah, and Mwah!" He continued to peck your nose while laughing at the way your nose scrunched up.

"Now let's get to bed, since it's already a quarter past 11... and we have school tomorrow." He glanced at the clock before intertwining his hand with yours and dragged you to the bed. Once both males got comfortable a sigh of relief left from Keigo’s lips as he nuzzled his face into your neck with him hearing a small laugh that made his heart flutter slightly. "Mm, Goodnight Kei, I love you." The soft voice made his heart stop, "Goodnight babe, I love you more."

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ "AHH MR. L/N, are you ready to present your presentation? " The woman called out to the male who was currently rereading the presentation over to the brown-haired male in front of him. "Y-Yes ma’am." You muttered as your heart started to beat faster and faster every second you moved until a hand grabbed yours and intertwined them together. "Don't worry babe, you got this!" Keigo spoke softly to his nervous boyfriend as he held your hand with a tight grip.

"Yeah, you're right, I got this!" You stood up with the chair making a loud screeching sound behind that led to the whole class looking at you and Keigo. Oh, My God, You felt your heart stop for a mild second. "You should get going, and as I said, you got this!" Keigo patted your lower back and pushed you forward and made you take one step at a time as the class eyes watched you speed walk your way to the front. As you tried to straighten up the papers a loud noise made you squeak and flinch slightly, your eyes trailing up to look at the group of kids laughing and snickering at you quietly.

"Are you ready, Mr. L /n?" The woman patted your back lightly as you nodded slowly while trying to block out everyone. When the class started to quiet down it felt like millions of eyes were watching you and your every move, your legs began to feel like jelly and your heart breathing became slower than before until someone cleared their throat which made you look up to see Keigo who had a smile on his face.

'You got this, I love you! He mouthed to you with both of his hands forming a thumbs up which made you calm down slowly with a tiny smile appearing on your lips. " Okay... Today I'm here to give you a presentation on why we should save the planet... "

˚୨୧⋆｡˚ KEIGO’S FINGERS GRAZED against your soft freckled skin as a soft hum escaped your lips. You felt his hands travel on every part of your body before landing on one specific area, which was your face. Keigo eyes soften when he saw you press your head closer to his chest, your h/c locs falling along as well. He brushed your hair from your face and kissed your forehead, which caused you to smile. "I still can’t believe I did that." You looked up from your boyfriend’s chest to see him staring back at you with a bright grin.

"I always knew you could do it. You just had to believe in yourself." He pinched your cheek and tugged on it as you whined. "Yeah, but you helped me too. Thank you, Keigo." You kissed his cheek and then his lips. "All you needed was a confidence boost and a few kisses! It’s no big deal." His hand intertwined with yours and then kissed the back of it.

© gloryhrs, 041623. // notes and reblogs are appreciated! (≧∇≦) /

[original-character-championship]

Bracket G Round 1

Poll 26

Deafheaven Leppard (@ratsovereignity) vs. Summer Jet (@kung-fu-cutbug)

435. Deafheaven Leppard (@ratsovereignity)

They/them, It/its, He/him, She/her

Singularly iconic, one of the greatest players in Jojo fan part Angel Warp. Slutty, powerful, miserable, BEYOND poker-faced: she's got it all. The facilitator of the pillarman return arc. Possibly funniest bitch alive with a cut-and-dry sense of humour, fondness for riddling talk, willful ignorance, and the peepaw flair.

Many great claims to fame, such as destroying a large hill because of being pissed that its name was changed from Leppard's Tit to Twisted Sister's tit (On and off girlfriend, bound to it by The Curse. Springtime ftw. They don't even like eachother that much), skinning people alive, flooding an entire empire despite being terrified of water, and most importantly being chased by the Wild Hunt to facilitate the passage of seasons from autumn to winter. He always gets out in time for spring, so does it matter (Yes. It does.---lifelong (over 70k years) traaaauma---)? It's thanks to her that the harvest is so good.

Don't you want to vote for a father of um. Siiiiix? Two biologicals despite a LOW birth rate, and five unwanted problemchildren that latched onto him as soon as it made the mistake of crawling out that pillar. Seriously, let her escape that narrative, this really isn't good for her. What's the difference between a room and a stage? - I don't want to be your mother, and all that.

Is also the product of the world's first divorce/why there's salt in the sea/the desolation of the princes. You know when a dissociative mad prince groomed for command since birth wielding the agendas of others as a holy blade (the one once with a name, now referred to only as the earthmover) can nail a foppish peacock/caligula's horse longing for something it had a taste of once and then was rewarded and punished with and bound by the strings of fate voluntarily (muse....) whatever kid shows up is going to be a REAL interesting beast. Especially when said monarch threatens to nuke entire civilisation using hamon-by-proxy and the peacock has to start aeons of stories by drowning the freak. And then the kid has to be put in the fridge for literally two million years. Yeah. You know that thing's going to be a freak.

So much Leppard lore, so little time. Whatever. Vote my little buddy. Angel Warp tumblr (It's real. and mostly dead fictional characters in a purgatorial ARG) will love it.

Leppard is very tall, reaching about eight feet by himself and over ten counting horns. Her horns spiral upwards like a gazelle’s and are covered in bands of metal for decoration. She is physically androgynous and very muscular, and has a coppery complexion, dotted with the occasional darker rosette and stripe. Their hair reaches around their lower legs and is a wavy earthen brown, with a few braided and beaded strands woven in. Their eyes are a luminous orange-amber with black sclera and blackened tearducts, their nose hawkish and hooked with a septum piercing, and their eyebrows enormous, their sharp face having very pronounced cheekbones, which is the cause of um. 'Gator style fucked up mouth extending all the way up to there. They wear a simple linen loincloth, and a mantle-cape (both white with orange accents), worn draped across a shoulder, weighed down by a single pauldron and golden necklaces in triangular shapes mimicking sunrays, these shapes also seen on their facepaint; three triangles, one set on an eyelid, and the other set below the other eye. Additionally, Leppard has coiling tattoos (traitor's brandings, actually) on their arms and legs, sharp claws, fangs and floppy ears covered in hoop earrings.

eeeem oh leppard fandragon here https://www1.flightrising.com/dragon/76425579

436. Summer Jet (@kung-fu-cutbug)

she/her

Let's see here... She's 6'7" and fucking jacked, I know Tumblr loves big buff women; she's transfem, trans rights!; she's an absolute badass who has survived multiple near-death experiences so far in the tabletop campaign she was made for; she's a huge My Chemical Romance fan & I created her while riding the high of an MCR hyperfixation, I KNOW Tumblr is all over MCR or at least a significant portion of it is; she's my hottest OC, in my opinion; she's a sassy bitch/mom friend combo who takes no BS and will ride or die for anyone she's close with; and she managed to get together with the great-great-whatever-granddaughter of a powerful lightning deity.

So toss Summer your vote! She'll bring you over to her apartment to jam out and play some games together if you do, and uh... well, she's not going to claim responsibility for any power outages or freak lightning strikes you fall victim to if you don't. :p

[larabiatasstuff]

Part five🖤

Again he put his arms around me and my body went stiff but this time he talked me through it." Close your eyes dear, try to relax, focus on your heartbeat. Yes like that. Take deep breaths through your nose you got this Y/N. " his grip got a little stronger but I remained calm. "Just like that, atta girl. Alright now try to free yourself. I know you can do this Y/N." I took a few more breaths and then I started to attack him with my elbow which ended with me accidentally hitting him in the face. "Oh my god I'm sorry, does it hurt bad?I'm such an idiot. Let me see your face please." I said kneeling in front of him. "I'm alright dear that happens..." he started but I insisted and cupped his face to look if he was hurt but in this exact moment we both were completely lost in the moment and I took in every feature of his beautiful face. His wonderful, silken hair falling into his face, his piercing blue eyes and the little scar over his lip. It was like a trance. Our face got closer and closer until our noses touched and I was waiting for the feeling of his lips on mine. "Do you need more time today? I was about to lock the building up." came the voice of the caretaker from the door which caused us to back away from each other. "Umm... No we... We're finished for today." William said. "Will..." I started but he cut me off "The training is over today." he said again running his fingers through his hair. "Alright." I said, got up to get my stuff and went home. What happened today? William and I almost kissed and I knew he wanted that too. What would have happened if the caretaker didn't disturb us? I was confused, my head full of thoughts and my heart full of emotions. The next morning I arrived thirty minutes early, I tried to open the door but it was locked. William came always an hour before training started but it seemed he wasn't here. I put my bag on the ground and sat on a nearby bench. "Y/N?" I looked up and saw Matt Bloom approaching me. "Yeah, good morning. What are you doing here?" "I'm your trainer for the rest of the time." My heart sank in my chest. "Oh, umm is William ill?" "Well he called me yesterday and asked if I could train you. Come on, let's go inside." I nodded "He hates me. I went too far. He was my trainer and I disrespected his boundaries. But why did it feel like he wanted it too?" "Y/N? Are you alright?" Matt's voice pulled me out of my thoughts. "Oh yes I'm fine." I said giving him a small smile. He put a hand on my shoulder "It's nothing personal Y/N, he wanted me to tell you that." "Well it feels personal, leaving me a week before Wrestlemania, my first pay per view. I'm fucking scared Matt I don't want to fuck this up." "I know but you can and you will do this. Y/N...". "Can we start with the training?" I said cutting him off. He just nodded and we both got into the ring. The training wasn't the same anymore, my heart felt heavy and I wasn't sure if I could win the title against Shotzi. I was packing my bag when I overheard Matt talking on the phone." What do you think how she is William, you dropped her a week before her match, her first pay per view! Yeah I know, I know. She does amazing though, she really has the heart of a fighter. Don't worry she got this but I would lie if I told that she doesn't suffer. She's a brave girl William. Alright let's talk later, bye. " My heart jumped in my chest. William did care about me why would he ask Matt about the training and how I was doing? I had to talk to him but for now I had to focus on my title shot.

Part six🖤